Summary:
Prison life is tedious and Jolyne offers you a break from it all. And her definition of break apparently is having some fun with her stand.
Notes:
TWs: Bondage, standplay, finger sucking, cunnilingus, vaginal fingering, vaginal sex, strap-ons (sort of), d/s themes, degradation, delaying of orgasm, semi-public sex, minor exhibitionism
Is this how Stone Free works? It is now.
I can't believe I didn't think of doing this sooner, this was such an obvious one to do.
Word count: 1600
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One time. One time Jolyne had caught you getting off and she never let you live it down. You'd heard about her getting caught on numerous occasions but unfortunately you'd never caught her for yourself, however that still didn't explain why she kept holding it over you - god forbid she found out that you were getting off to the thought of her.
"I wonder why you're not getting lunch - oh wait, I bet you're about to go rub one out, aren't ya?" Jolyne made a jab as you passed her cell. It seemed like she was the only other one skipping your midday meal.
You rolled your eyes, "And why aren't you at lunch? Just so you can make the same joke about me for the millionth time, yeah that seems like something you would do."
Before she could answer, you turned to walk away but a blue string wrapped tightly around your wrists, dragging you into the cell. "What are you-
"Actually, I was going to offer to help you out this time, but if you're gonna be a brat about it" she yanked her string with such force that you fell to your knees in front of her, "maybe I'll have to find something else to do with you."
Immediately your stomach began to knot, especially when you heard the sound of the gate shutting behind you. The way Jolyne was looking down at you like you were an object made you want to touch yourself there and then, shame be damned.
But your wrists were tied together and Jolyne held a tight grip on the string attached so all you could do was hope she'd be merciful if you licked your lips and stared up at her with innocent eyes, "sorry, I didn't mean it. I'll stop being a brat."
"You look so good when you lie," Jolyne harshly cupped your face so you were facing her as she dragged your lower lip with her thumb, "but you'd look even better if you shut up." She pushed her thumb between your lips, "suck."
You did as commanded, taking in the length of her thumb and sucking on it, swirling your tongue around. Jolyne's gaze met yours so intensely that she almost didn't notice you squeezing your thighs together.
"Naughty girl," she lightly slapped your face. You got the sense that she would've done it harder if it weren't so loud, the idea sent a thrill through you.
Suddenly your ankles were tied together and Jolyne pushed you onto the ground, straddling you as she pinned your arms above your head. A long string from her finger collected into the shape of a hand that slid nicely between your thighs.
"If you try to squeeze your thighs together, I'll know. So if you want to get off today, be a good girl and don't get desperate." One of her hands kept you in place while the other worked to remove her trousers and panties, "you're going to suck my clit like you sucked my thumb. I know what that little whore mouth of yours can do."
As her pussy neared your face, clit shiny and swollen, you licked your lips in both anticipation and nervousness. The thought of pleasing her was enticing but you didn't know how you were going to do it without trying to please yourself.
Already you were on fire, with Jolyne on top of you, you were truly at her mercy - you'd never been more turned on in your life. And Stone Free's hand between your thighs was not helping. It wasn't doing anything except leaving room for the imagination, but your imagination was wild.
