The bass thumped through the walls of the bar, muffling the buzz of conversations and clinking glasses. Alice wasn’t drunk—not yet—but she felt the edges of her thoughts sharpening as her eyes landed on a familiar figure across the room.
Risa.
Sitting at the bar, nursing what looked like her second drink, Risa seemed out of place in the sea of revelers. Her normally composed demeanor was softened by the faint blush on her cheeks, a slight sway in her posture betraying her sobriety—or lack thereof.
Alice smirked, her lips curling with mischief. She slid off her stool and made her way over, her boots clicking against the floor.
"Risa," she said, leaning in just enough for her voice to carry over the music, low and teasing. "What’s a good girl like you doing here all alone?"
Risa looked up, startled, her breath catching as their eyes met. "Alice? I—um—"
"Save it," Alice interrupted, her tone firm but playful. "Come with me."
Before Risa could protest, Alice took her hand, her grip firm and commanding as she led her through the crowded bar and into a dimly lit hallway. The red glow of the private room sign painted their skin in hues of desire.
Alice opened the door, stepping aside to let Risa enter first. The room was drenched in crimson, the air heavy with a quiet intimacy that set Risa on edge.
"Alice, I don’t think—"
"Shh," Alice hushed her, closing the door and locking it with a decisive click. She turned, her gaze predatory as she approached. "You don’t need to think. Just listen."
Risa’s breath hitched as Alice cupped her face, her thumb brushing over her trembling lips. "Spread them open, Risa," Alice murmured, her voice dropping to a sultry whisper. "Obey Mommy."
Risa gasped, her body reacting before her mind could catch up. "Ugh, Alice… uh…" she whimpered, her voice breaking into soft, helpless moans as Alice’s hands claimed her with precision.
"That’s my good girl," Alice purred, her smirk deepening as Risa surrendered completely, her quiet cries filling the room, echoing against the crimson walls.
Alice’s control was unwavering, her every touch deliberate, her every word a command that Risa couldn’t help but obey.
"Let go," Alice whispered, her lips brushing against Risa’s ear. "Mommy’s got you."
Risa’s breaths were shallow, each one more frantic as Alice’s presence dominated the room. The weight of Alice’s authority pulled her deeper into submission, but Risa didn’t fight it. The quiet moans that escaped her lips were soft but insistent, a symphony of need that filled the room.
"Alice," Risa gasped, her voice trembling. "Please…"
Alice’s hands slid lower, drawing another moan from Risa’s throat. "Please what, Risa?" Alice’s voice was low, a teasing challenge in every word. "Tell me what you want."
Risa’s mind raced, her body overwhelmed with sensations. "I— I want you," she whispered, her voice shaky but filled with longing.
A slow, satisfied smile spread across Alice’s face. She leaned in closer, her lips grazing Risa’s ear. "That’s right," she murmured. "You belong to me tonight."
The sound of Risa’s breathless cries, the soft moans slipping past her lips, filled the air like a beautiful echo. Alice’s movements were slow but deliberate, pulling Risa deeper into the moment.
"Good girl," Alice whispered, pressing a kiss against Risa’s neck. "You’re doing so well."
Risa could only moan in response, her body arching as Alice’s every touch sent waves of heat coursing through her veins.
As Alice’s hands explored further, Risa’s back arched in response, her breath coming in short, jagged gasps. "Alice... please, I—" Her words faltered as another shudder wracked her body.
Alice’s lips curled in a knowing smile as she gently pulled Risa closer. "What do you need, Risa?" she asked softly, her voice coaxing and gentle despite the firm control she maintained.
Risa’s hands grasped at Alice, her fingers trembling. "I... I need you to—"
"Say it," Alice interrupted, her lips brushing the shell of Risa’s ear. "I want to hear you say it."
The room was thick with anticipation, the silence between each of Risa’s gasps speaking louder than words. She closed her eyes, her breath shallow. Finally, she whispered, "I need you, Alice. I need you now."
A deep, low chuckle rumbled from Alice’s chest, a sound that resonated within Risa, making her heart beat faster. "Good girl." Alice’s hands tightened on Risa’s hips, guiding her with unrelenting precision.
Risa moaned, her body reacting to Alice’s every movement. The heat between them built, each touch sending electric currents through her skin. "More," Risa begged, her voice raw with need.
Alice’s gaze softened momentarily, a flicker of something more vulnerable flashing behind her eyes before the mask of control returned. She leaned in close, her lips brushing Risa’s once more. "You’ll get everything you want, Risa," Alice whispered, her voice low and unwavering.
The sound of Risa’s breathless moans filled the room, each one a plea, a surrender, a testament to the way Alice held her in that moment.
