#para: musubis and pink skin

[hartofbel]

Para | Musubis & Pink Skin

Who: Jezebel Hart & Ainsley Corcoran ( @ainsley-corcoran ) What: Bel’s first scene. Where: Ainsley’s suite, Room 208 When: Saturday night. April 7, 2018

As their meal winded down- Ainsley had to admit, the SPAM musubis was actually quite delicious- she could feel herself begin to get more excited for the scene they had planned. She was looking forward to playing with Bel and wanted to make her introduction to sceneing a pleasant one- even more so after seeing her less than stellar grade. Chuckling lightly at the end of story the other girl had been telling, she stretched lightly before checking her watch. Figuring they’d had enough time to digest their dinner, she shifted forward to the edge of the couch, a slight smile coming to her face. “So, do you think you’re ready to move on to the next part of our evening?”

Dinner seemed to be a hit and after SPAM musubis and a story of how a friend she met on the island of Oahu showed her how to make them one night while they were watching the fireworks go off on the first Friday in Waikiki, Bel was satisfied and ready for what was to come after dinner. She always felt relaxed and safe when she was with Ainsley, but at the mention of the moving towards the whole purpose of her coming over, the butterflies in her stomach were at it again, making her heart flutter and her breathing speed up. Still she offered a smile and a nod. “I’m totally ready,” she answered, anticipating Ainsley’s next move.

Taking a moment to observe Bel, she searched for any overwhelming apprehension in the other girl’s expression or body language. While she might look a bit nervous, there were no major signs that implied she ought to be concerned, and Ainsley felt herself shift into a more dominant role. It was akin to pulling on a favorite sweatshirt just as it got out of the dryer, and her smile widened as she sat up a little straighter on instinct. “I’m totally ready, what, Jezebel?” She prompted with a raise of her brow, her voice firm, but a playful light danced in her eyes.

Bel wasn’t sure if there was going to be a clear shift from dinner to their scene and while there was a slight one, it was as natural and as seamless as it could have been. This only helped her feel as comfortable as possible, not that she was ever doubting it when it came to Ainsley. At her friend’s correction, Bel shook her head at herself, though she couldn’t help but smile at the sound of her full name rolling off Ainsley’s lips, then took a deep breath before responding. “I’m totally ready, Miss.”

“That’s much better. And it’s definitely more satisfying to finally hear you say it, rather than trying to read it in your voice.” Ainsley quipped. Getting to her feet, she gestured for Bel to do the same humming slightly as she took in the other girl’s form. “I’m going to go into the other room and change into something a bit more appropriate. When I return, I expect of your clothes folded neatly and set on the table and you on your knees. You may keep your underwear on if you would prefer, for the time being,” She added, wanting to give Bel the chance to set the pace without outright saying it, “But your head will be bowed and your palms up, resting on your thighs.” Turning, she headed to her room to don something a bit more fitting than her old NYU sweatshirt and leggings.

Following suit, Bel rose to her feet, a warmth coming to her cheeks as the other girl’s eyes very clearly raked over her body, an action that would normally fill her with embarrassment. In this case, however, it caused her heart to skip a beat as her teeth dug into her bottom lip. She nodded her understanding at the instructions that were given to her and while her mind wandered to what Ainsley was going to be slipping into, she refocused and slipped out of her own clothes, keeping her underwear on for the time being. Then, without hesitation Bel dropped to her knees, with her palms up and her eyes on the floor. She was able to stay still for at least 30 seconds, but eventually her body started moving to the beat of the song she was humming in her head.

Ainsley quickly changed into the outfit she’d laid out that morning- a pair of black slacks and a black silk blouse only halfway buttoned with a matching lace bra, wanting to look authoritative, but not too unlike herself. She took an extra moment to lay out a few other supplies they might use, before reminding herself to stay focused. Her mind had filled with ideas, and it was becoming incredibly difficult to decide what to start with. Slipping on a pair of heels at the last second, she strode purposefully back into the living room. She was unable to stop the slight smile that came to her face as she saw Bel bopping along to a beat only she could hear. “I suppose I didn’t explicitly tell you to hold still, so I can’t quite justify punishing you. However, in the future, please do try to contain yourself. There are dominants far less accommodating that I and I want you to be prepared for that.” Stepping around to stand in front of the other girl, she let her fingers slide through Bel’s hair lightly as she spoke. “Remind me your safeword and your soft and hard limits once more before we start.”

If Bel hadn’t heard Ainsley’s heels as she entered back into the room, she would have jumped at the sound of her voice. While she didn’t jump, she stopped her movements as soon as she was reminded that keeping completely still was more appropriate. She should have referred back to her parents’ submissives and how they would kneel for her parents. Instead of scolding herself, she took a mental note of Ainsley’s words and gained more control over her body. “Yes, Miss.” Even when she felt the other Switch’s fingers run through her hair, she remained still, thinking back to the list she made for herself earlier that day, knowing what Ainsley would require before doing any kind of scene with her. “My safe word is Kenya. The hard limits I know for sure are scat, permanent marks, and knives. My soft limits are pain, breath play, and fire play.” She knew there were some things she forgot to mention, but she knew Ainsley wasn’t going to do anything to push Bel too far. She was too observant for that.

“Much better.” She said as Bel immediately stilled. As she listed her safeword and limits, Ainsley committed the information to her memory, though nothing she had planned fell in any of those categories, beyond maybe a spanking or two if Bel misbehaved. “Now, for my rules. You are always to address me with my title and you’ll speak only when spoken to. That said, I quite like the sounds my playthings make when they’re desperate for release, so I expect to hear each and every sound you make. You are to follow every order I give you  and you are not to cum without my permission. As much as I would hate for you to earn a punishment, I certainly wouldn’t mind seeing the pretty little ass all pink and flushed by my hand.” She paused, licking her lips and humming low in her chest at the thought. Refocusing, she bent down slightly, lifting Bel’s chin to look the other girl in the eyes. “I also find that the stoplight system is particularly effective, so if you need to slow down or you need a moment to breathe but you don’t want to stop the scene entirely, you can say ‘yellow’ and we can stop for the moment, okay? Your safety is the most important thing to me.”

Bel knew exactly how distracted she could get, so she made sure to pay especially close attention to the rules laid out for her, not that it was hard to give Ainsley her full attention. She was already planning on using her title and only her title, but speaking only when spoken to or not cumming without permission were both going to be a little harder for Bel. At the mention of being spanked, Bel was sure her entire body was flush with the same tint of pink Ainsley just described. She wouldn’t misbehave on purpose, but she also wouldn’t mind being spanked a bit… Easily giving into the way her face was lifted upwards, Bel took in her next words but refrained from answering until it was her turn to speak. “Yes, Miss. I understand. Thank you.” She wanted to show her appreciation with more than just words. Not just her concern for Bel’s safety, but her willingness to do this for her. Bel figured, she could that by being as good a girl as she possibly could for Ainsley - to make it as pleasurable for her Domme for the night as it was going to be for her.

Ainsley felt high on Bel’s submission, enjoying her earnest response and focused expression. The flush that crawled up the other girls neck and filled her cheeks at the mention of being spanked and she grinned widely. “Very good.” Rubbing her thumb over the other girl’s still pink cheek, she straightened up, taking a step back, her hands resting on her hips before she spoke. “Go ahead and stand up, beautiful. And remember, do try to stay still, won’t you?” She quipped, adding the last bit with a teasing smirk. She had no doubt that the stillness would be the hardest part for a free spirit like Bel, and she was curious to see how long the other girl could last. “Lace your hands behind your head so I can get a good look at you and keep your back nice and straight for me.” She added after Bel was back on her feet, stepping closer and letting her hands trail lightly over her bare skin. “Oh, you are going to be so much fun to play with.” She murmured, more to herself than anything.

Bel rose to her feet as soon as the order was given, not wanting to waste any of their time together. She couldn’t help but smile at the added instruction of keeping still, but still placed the reminder in the forefront of her mind. She laced her fingers behind the back of her head trying not to think about the fact that she’s never been this exposed to anyone before, even if she still had her underwear on. Ainsley’s room wasn’t particularly cold, but the sudden loss of warmth that circulated within her body when she was kneeling was gone and it showed in the way goosebumps formed on her skin and the way her nipples hardened. Or maybe that second part was due more to the anticipation of Ainsley’s touch. Her back was straight and her feet were a shoulder width apart as brown eyes settled on the the other girl’s face. There were certain changes that she witnessed in Ainsley as she shifted to being her Dominant and not just her friend. Her presence was more authoritative even if there was still a small glint of playfulness in the air.

The dynamic in the room shifted entirely as Bel got to her feet. Any hesitation Ainsley might have had disappeared as the other girl followed her orders swiftly and without any major signs of discomfort or displeasure. Circling the other girl, she admired the other girl’s body entirely unapologetically. “I have to admit. I’ve been dying to know what you’ve been hiding under your clothes since the first time I saw you.” She could feel more than see the goosebumps that were rising up over Bel’s skin as she let her hands travel the expanse fo smooth skin, wanting to allow the other girl familiar with her touch, before coming back to stand in front of her. Ainsley rested her hands on Bel’s hips, her thumbs rubbing small circles that ran from the her hip bones to the top of her panties and back. “As cute as you look in just your underwear, I think those’ll go next. But first, let’s move into the bedroom, because my bed is much better than a couch for the things I have planned for you.”

There was a hitch in her breath at Ainsley’s confession. While something like that used to make her want to hide herself, having it come from the other girl had the opposite effect and it showed in the way her posture improved even more. Bel tensed when she felt soft touches on her skin and she couldn’t help but sink her teeth into her bottom lip. Her heart started pounding against her chest and she was sure it was going to push through and jump out when she felt her toy with the hem of her underwear. She wanted desperately to respond at the mention of what was to come, but all she could do was nod as her eyes tried to focus on the woman in front of her. Bel made a move to step, but stopped herself midway and slowed her breathing enough to finally form words. “Would you like me to walk into the bedroom, Miss? Or crawl?” She knew some Dominants had their preferences so she thought it better to ask than assume.

Ainsley could practically see the wheels spinning in Bel’s head as she spoke, and she was almost impressed when the other girl managed to stay quiet, as ordered. Smirking, she pulled at the edge of her panties, letting it land back with a snap. She knew this sort of thing was new to Bel, but she couldn’t resist teasing the girl a bit more. Ainsley felt a liquid heat pool in her middle at the shorter girl’s question, and she licked her hips, tilting her head slightly. It wasn’t something she’d considered before, but now that the idea had been brought up, she doubted she could get it out of her mind. “Definitely crawl.” She said, her pupils dilating as she moved to the side to allow Bel to lead the way, not willing to miss the fantastic view of her cute ass in the air as she crawled by. Once they were in her room, Ainsley gave her permission to stand and she gestured to the toys she had resting on her bureau. “Since we’re going with ograsm control as today’s theme, I thought I’d add a few options for a little later. I’ve got a strap on, a vibrating bullet, and a rabbit vibrator. Are those all fine with you?”

There was a small squeak of surprise as the band of her underwear snapped against her skin followed by a giant smile that couldn’t be controlled. At the confirmation to crawl, Bel dropped back to her hands and knees with no hesitation and followed the path to the bedroom, only standing when she was given permission to do so. She could feel Ainsley’s eyes on her and it did nothing for the slight tinge of pink across her body she couldn’t seem to get rid of. Not with the way the other girl was been looking at her. Bel had seen sex toys before, but never with the knowledge that they would be used on her. She could feel the anticipation in the form of a heavy pull in her gut and a tension in between her legs that she didn’t know how to explain. She wasn’t a virgin, but she didn’t have enough experience nor has she ever been with someone who had the experience to pull those kinds of reactions from her before. “Yes, Miss. Those are totally fine with me.” She could feel herself starting to get excited and that excitement was starting to boil over. Bel moved to crawl onto the bed, but stopped herself once more. “Where do you want me?”

Watching Bel crawl to her room was more of a turn on than Ainsley thought it would be, and she couldn’t help but hope that the other girl might slip up just so she’d have the chance to spank her. Licking her lips, Ainsley took in the expressions flashing across her face, the flush that seemed to permanently reside on her chest and in her cheeks, and the almost minute way she seemed to breathe a little deeper. Her own heart began to speed up as Bel began to move towards the bed without instruction, breathing out a quiet “fuck”, before her feet moved of their own accord and she stepped up behind her, one arm wrapping around her waist, pulling her closer, and the other coming to turn Bel’s head to capture her lips with her own. The hand resting around Bel’s middle slipped down of its own accord, slipping just under the front of her panties to tease the sensitive flesh that was hidden just out of sight, wanting to get Bel as turned on as she felt. Forcing herself away, she moved her mouth to the other girl’s neck, nipping teasingly at the juncture, before pulling away. “On the bed, legs spread and hands above your head.”

When Bel heard the silent curse that left Ainsley’s lips she thought for sure she was going to be punished for moving without permission. So when she felt the other girl wrap her hand around her waist and turn her head she she could capture her lips in a kiss, Bel was more than a little surprised, though she didn’t mind it at all. Though the kiss was hard, Ainsley’s lips were softer than what she was used to when being kissed and she melted into it almost instantly. She was too focused on the kiss to feel the way Ainsley’s fingers started to slip down her torso, and it wasn’t until they were pushed into her underwear and her finger was firm against her clit that she realized it and it was met with the knee-jerk reaction of Bel dropping her head and letting out a loud moan. Her legs felt like jelly and she had to concentrate extra hard on keeping herself up as lips and teeth descended upon her neck. It took a moment for her to register Ainsley’s words and even when she did it took even longer to move her body. It felt as if the temperature of the room had risen a good ten degrees and her heart wouldn’t stop pounding against her chest. She was pretty sure all of the blood in her body was rushing to her head, but she still managed to do as she was told, turning around so she could lay on her back, spreading her legs and putting her hands above her head. She stopped midway however and pressed her thumbs into the waistband of her underwear. “Should I take these off for you first, Miss?” She didn’t know where all of this newfound confidence was coming from, but it was a thing that was happening and she couldn’t help but give in.

The spike of arousal that had shot through her at the sound of Bel’s moan and the feel of the wetness growing between the other girl’s legs burned through her with an intensity she wasn’t expecting as she laid out on the bed. Ainsley’s eyes darkened as she moved closer, licking her lips subconsciously. “As tempting as that offer is, I think I’d like to do the honors myself.” She said, kneeling on the bed in between Bel’s spread legs. Inhaling deeply, she pressed a kiss just above the hem of her panties before sliding them down her long legs. Moving back to straddle the other girl’s hips, she gestured for the other Switch to sit up, Ainsley’s mouth moving to her neck as she made quick work of her bra. “Fuck, you’re better than anything my imagination could’ve come up with.” She murmured softly, “Now lay back for me, hands above your head. Remember the rules. No moving and I want to hear every sound that your body wants to give me.” her hands coming up to cup Bel’s breasts, teasing her nipples into hard points, before bringing her mouth down to suck one into her mouth revelling in the responses she drew out, before moving to give the other the same treatment. While she didn’t consider herself an especially possessive person, there was something absolutely intoxicating about knowing that she was the first woman to touch Bel this way, and it turned her on to no end. Moving back up to her mouth, she pressed their lips together demandingly, rubbing her silk covered breasts over Bel’s, knowing the sensation was bound to test the other girl’s self control.

There was a tremble in her body as Ainsley descended upon her and if the way the other girl inhaled as she did so wasn’t enough to, the kiss at the bottom of her belly was definitely enough to do her in. It was hard to concentrate when so many sensations were coming at her at once. There was a heat beginning to pool at the bottom of her belly and an air of lightheadedness that she wasn’t able to break away from. It was a haze that Bel assumed was akin to being drunk or being high and she wasn’t even completely nude yet. She lifted her legs as Ainsley pulled down her underwear and moved forward so that she could remove her bra. It was easy to follow her orders especially when she was looking at her the way she was and she was telling her things like ‘you’re better than anything my imagination could’ve come up with’. With her hands above her head and Ainsley straddling her, staying still seemed like an easy task, but she realized how mistaken she was as soon as her hands brushed against her nipples. Still she fought like crazy to stay still tried instead to react with sounds, which was a lot harder than she anticipated it would be. Nothing but incoherent sounds and moans left Bel’s mouth, as words were far too hard to produce with Ainsley’s mouth around her nipples. She bucked her hips forward, unable to contain the movement and when their lips were touching and the fabric of her shirt brushed against her already sensitive nipples, there was no controlling the way her hips bucked forward once more and the way her arms wrapped around Ainsley’s neck. How it was possible for her to want more when it already seemed like too much was beyond her.

The sounds Bel made were addictive, and only served to tempt Ainsley tease her a bit more, the hand not holding her up coming around to toy with her pert nipples. While she knew she wasn’t quite playing fair, she couldn’t help it, grinning into the kiss as Bel’s arms came to rest around her neck. She was almost tempted to let it go a few moment’s longer until she felt the other girl’s hips begin to roll up, despite the weight that rested on them. Pulling back, she tutted lightly, her hands sliding into Bel’s to push them back down above her head. “Now, now, Jezebel, I thought we agreed on my rules?” Holding them loosely with one hand, she sat back, a smirk came to her face as she considered her next move. She wasn’t normally so strict, at least when it came to scenes for fun, but she’d been dying to take the other girl over her knee, and now she had the perfect justification to do so. “Unfortunately, you will have to be punished. After all, if I don’t set the precedent now, you might think that you can do whatever you want.” Shifting her body to the side, she had to stifle the groan of displeasure that threatened to slip out at the lack of contact reminding herself that it would be worth it. Swinging her legs over the side of the bed, she turned her head and raised a brow. “Over my lap, naughty girl. Don’t make me ask you again.” Her voice brooked no room for argument. “You’ll get ten spanks for your unfortunate lack of control. I expect you to count each one, and do try to remember my title. I’d would so hate to add a few more as a penalty.” Ainsley drawled, her tone making it very clear that she didn’t mind the thought of adding a few extra spanks in the slightest.

Bel missed the contact as soon as Ainsley pulled away and she instantly regretted not following her rules, which were actually very simple. There was a small push back, just because she wanted to stay close to Ainsley, but not enough to keep her arms from being guided back above her head. There was a small pout that covered an underlying smirk as Ainsley scolded her. She had every intention of following all of Ainsley’s rules - she did want to be a good girl after all, but she couldn’t really be mad about the way her full name sounded in Ainsley’s stern voice and the smirk on her the other girl’s face. “Yes, Miss. totally understand.” She bit at her bottom lip and waited for Ainsley to move to the edge of the bed before following her and laying over her lap as instructed. There was still a playfulness in the air and Bel stuck her ass up as much as she could in her position and switched it from side to side to ensure it stayed that way. She pressed her forehead into the mattress and waited for her punishment. At the first strike, she counted as loud as possible. “One, Miss!”

“Am I detecting sass in your tone?” Ainsley asked teasingly, raising an eyebrow at the overemphasized word. “Because I’ve got you all night, you know.” As Bel adjusted herself over her knee, her ass high in the air, Ainsley bit her lip. “Remember, as fun as this will be for me, if you don’t learn your lesson, you won’t be rewarded because only good girls get rewards.” Resting her left hand between Bel’s shoulder blades, she brought her right hand down with a smack, enjoying the slight sting in her hand and the pink tint that immediately stained the other girl’s pale cheek. The reaction the first spank garnered had Ainsley nodding in approval as Bel counted loudly and clearly as she was instructed. “Good girl. Only nine left.” Without warning, she brought her hand down three more times in quick succession, the sounds of skin colliding with skin echoing through the room. Listening intently to the sound the other girl was making, her eyes searching for any signs of major distress or concern. For as much fun as she might be having, she didn’t want to push the other girl too hard if she wasn’t ready. “What color, Bel?”

There was definitely a small hint of sass in her tone, the playful banter that she was exchanging with the other girl was contagious and pulled her focus from her expectations for a moment. There was big part of her that longed to feel Ainsley’s firm hands on her backside. Physical punishment was not something she had much experience with so she let her curiosity get the best of her, though it probably should have had the opposite effect on her. The mention of not getting a reward caught her attention however, and she decided that playing around was not worth that. “Two! Three! Four!” Bel kept her ass perked up, even of there was the temptation to lower it after the initial sting started to settle in her skin and create a sensitivity she’d never felt before. Though that very same sting was causing the tension between her legs to grow. Maybe pain like this was less of a soft limit and more of a kink. It took her a moment to register the following question, but she remembered her earlier instructions and responded eagerly with an eager, “Green, Miss.” As a way to solidify her words, she pushed her ass up against Ainsley’s hand, prompting her to continue.

Tutting once more, Ainsley shook her head, sliding her left hand into Bel’s hair and giving a tug. “I don’t know. You keep forgetting my title, Jezebel. It kind of makes me think you want me to get you all worked up, aching and desperate, only to leave you unsatisfied. Especially since you remembered the proper way of counting the first time.” Ainsley wasn’t sure if the other girl had been confused about her wording, or if she was testing her resolve as a domme, but she wasn’t going to question the reason that she got to add a few extra spanks. For whatever reason, bending a beautiful girl over her knee always turned her on beyond belief, and this time was no exception. Especially after Bel responded to her check in by pushing her ass further into the hand that was resting on her rapidly warming backside.  “For the sake of your education, I think we’ll just have to start all over again. Do you think you can be a good girl for me and count properly, this time? Or am I going to get to turn this pretty little ass cherry red?” Feeling a bit generous, she gave Bel a little more time in between each strike, wanting to level out her chances of earning a reward this time around.

While Bel purposefully wanted to play with Ainsley, because it was fun to play sassy and she wanted to see how much she could get away with, not counting the way she was asked to was definitely not on purpose and she inwardly scolded herself. Dropping her head to the bed, she kept the reminder in the forefront of her mind, nodding and responding with a muffled, “yes, Miss.” It reminded her of when she was little and she wanted nothing more than to play with her parents and while it was okay for a bit, Bel could never gauge when she needed to be serious again. Her reward seemed to be slipping away from her and she was going to avoid that at all costs. It was really time to buckle down and be a good girl for Ainsley, enough playing for the time being. Bel was tempted to see how much of Ainsley’s heavy hand her ass could take, but decided that she wouldn’t push the Domme anymore, at least for the time being. “One, Miss. Two, Miss. Three, Miss…” By the sixth strike, Bel had the urge to pull her ass back as the spankings turned her skin more sensitive with each strike, but even then, she couldn’t stop the small moan that that reverberated within the blankets against her mouth.

“That’s a good girl.” Ainsley’s voice was a little softer this time, her left hand gently stroking up and down Bel’s spine comfortingly. The second time around, the other girl followed her orders near perfectly, and Ainsley felt herself subconsciously puff up with pride as she counted out the sixth strike. She was about to ask for a color when her ears picked up the faintest muffled moan, and instead decided to forgo her check for the moment. Ainsley flexed her hand, admiring the fruits of her labor, before delivering the last four, pleased with Bel’s behavior and relishing in the barely audible sounds she made with every hit. “Much better. Though, I’d say you enjoyed that punishment more than you ought to have. Still, that does open an awful lot of doors for the future. But for now, go ahead and lay back on the bed again, arms up and legs spread.” Once the other Switch was in position, Ainsley retrieved the bullet and the strap on, setting the strap on aside for the moment, and warming the bullet in one hand as the other began to tease at Bel’s entrance. “I’m going to use you for my pleasure, but first, I’m going to put this in you and turn it on while you fuck me with that clever mouth of yours. Though, if you’re not comfortable with that, your fingers will do just fine.” The bullet slipped in with ease, and Ainsley turned it on to the lowest setting. “One rule, this time. You absolutely may not cum without permission.” She said firmly as she slip off her underwear, before straddling Bel’s face. While she knew the other girl didn’t have much experience, she was clever, and Ainsley was so turned on, she was sure it wouldn’t take much from Bel to get her off. “Time to earn that reward, beautiful.”

As much as she was enjoying the mixed sensations of pleasure and pain, Bel was relieved when the last strike was given and she relaxed a bit at the comforting way Ainsley’s hand stroked up and down her spine. She couldn’t help but smile at the praise that was given to her and at the next set of orders, she moved into position, slightly wincing as the very sensitive skin of her ass brushed against the covers under her. Slowly she put all of her weight on it, then spread her legs and lifted her hands to rest above her head, brown eyes watching Ainsley the entire time. Bel was so fixated on the strap on that was moved out of the way that she completely missed what Ainsley was doing with the vibrator. The moan that followed the bullet being pushed into her entrance was involuntarily loud as was the heavy breaths that followed. She’d never felt anything like it before. Even though it wasn’t a rule anymore, Bel still tried to remain perfectly still as she concentrated on Ainsley’s words. Before she knew it, she was straddling her face and Bel was intoxicated by the scent that hovered over her. Tentatively, she swiped her tongue up Ainsley’s slit, testing the waters and relishing in the taste that it provided by moaning against the flesh. With each stroke of her tongue, she became more confident and while her movements were erratic, they had purpose as she went back and forth between sucking on the clit and tongue fucking her entrance. All the while finally giving in and moving her hips in reaction to the way the bullet was shaking inside of her.

Ainsley bit her lip, stifling a moan as Bel worked her tongue and lips on her aching pussy, one hand clutching at the headboard while the other kept the remote in a vice grip. “Fuck, yes,” She breathed out, her body tensing and relaxing in response to the other girl’s ministrations. While hesitant at first, it wasn’t long before Bel’s movements became firmer and more confident, pulling low groans and murmurs of praise as she began to roll her hips in search of more friction. She felt a slight shift in the body under her, and turned her head to find the source, smirking as she watched Bel’s hips roll and shift in search of friction they wouldn’t find. The knowledge that the other girl was that turned on, mixed with the sounds below her had Ainsley dangerously close, and she let out a cry of pleasure at the feeling of her clit being sucked into a hot, eager mouth. It was only as she brought a balled fist to her mouth, biting down on her knuckles distractedly, that she remembered the remote in her hand. Pooling what was left of her concentration, she pulled her shirt over her head, not wanting her view obstructed as she suddenly began to fiddle with the remote, turning up the intensity just enough to surprise Bel, but not enough to push her over the edge. Grinning wickedly, she turned lowered the intensity once more, giving the other girl a moment to collect herself. “Focus, Jezebel. I’m so close.” She tapped out a nonsensical pattern with the remote, altering the intensity of the vibrator erratically as she spoke, her voice low and heady. “Be a good girl and make me cum, and I promise I’ll take care of you.”

The sounds Ainsley was making combined with the way she rolled her hips into her mouth did something to her confidence that nothing else could have done. Bel relished in the reactions she was able to extract from the girl above her and she grew lightheaded at the prospect of being able to provide someone else with pleasure of any kind. It was a feeling she was not going to forget. The sudden shift in the intensity of the vibrator threw her off and in a moment of being stunned, her mouth fell lax around Ainsley’s sex as a violent moan erupted from her chest. If it kept on like that, she was sure she wouldn’t have been able to hold off her orgasm, but as it fell back to a gentle buzz, she was able to return to her previous task with more concentration than before, especially with Ainsley’s words falling onto her from above. Remembering the soft moans she received when her mouth was wrapped around her clit, Bel returned to doing that as her hands balled into a fist. The sensations from the vibrator was starting to be too overwhelming, but she remained focused on Ainsley, wanting nothing more than to feel her fall apart from her doing.

The look of determination on the other girl’s face as the bullet’s intensity dropped was turning her on to no end, and once her efforts were redoubled on her clit, it was only a matter of time before she lost control. Letting out a hoarse scream, Ainsley grasped the headboard even tighter as her orgasm ripped through her like a bolt of lightning, warming her from the inside out and it was by sheer force of will that she managed to maneuver herself to kneel beside Bel, her vision blurry and her breath still coming in heavy pants. Despite the intense release she’d achieved, the sight of Bel, still laid out like she’d been instructed, but her body twitching and her lips covered in Ainsley’s cum, sent her into her second wind. Licking her lips, she knelt between Bel’s legs, finally turning the the vibrator off, carefully easing it out and setting it to the side. Taking a moment to admire Bel’s swollen sex, inhaling deeply as she traced her outer lips teasingly. “You’ve been such a good girl. I’m going to put on that strap on and fuck you until you’re writhing and desperate for release.” She said, “But first, I want a taste of this pretty pussy. Remember, good girls don’t cum without permission.” A moment later her tongue was taking the place of her fingers, her movements light and playful. “You might be able to convince me to let you cum, though. I do so love to hear pretty girls beg.”

There was a feeling of absolute accomplishment as she witnessed Ainsley’s expression turn into that of pure ecstasy and felt the evidence of it smear onto her face. As the other Switch moved from being on top of her, she licked up the juices around her mouth, relishing in the taste of her achievement. She did that and her heart swelled at the prospect of being able to bring someone else that kind of pleasure. She whined slightly at the loss of the dull pressure the vibrator was providing her, but as soon as she felt Ainsley’s fingers against her sex, she welcomed the change with the small moan she emitted and the way she pushed into the other girl’s touch. At the mention of the strap on, her inside walls flexed in anticipation and her while pussy began to throb at the thought of Ainsley’s mouth on her. There was a yelp from Bel when her mouth made the first contact and she pulled away slightly at the sheer intensity of it. Bel was extremely worked up and the simple tough was almost too much. Almost. “Yes, Miss. I promise I won’t cum without your permission.” Her hips jerked forward with each playful stroke of Ainsley’s tongue as the pull in her lower abdomen became more prominent. While she imagined needing something harder and faster to reach the edge, Bel realized that wasn’t the case, she’d been worked up enough that it didn’t take much at all. The only time she’d ever felt an orgasm was at her own touch, in which she would always allow herself to give into her orgasm. Having to hold it off was not something she was confident she could do but she also refused to break any more of Ainsley’s rules. “Oh please, Miss I’m so- I’m so so close. Miss, please. Please let me cum. Please? I don’t think I can stop myself.”

The first touch of her tongue against Bel’s wet heat had Ainsley letting out a moan from deep in her chest and she relished in the sharp cry the other girl let out, her body twisting. As soon as she heard the other girls words, she thrust her two fingers into her tight channel to make sure she would be ready for the strap on, groaning as she felt Bel’s inner muscles clenching and releasing around her. One hand came up to rest across her middle while her tongue teased at her clit. Keeping her touches light, it wasn’t long before Bel was begging, and as much as Ainsley didn’t want to, she pulled away, pressing a kiss just below her belly button as she slipped her fingers out. “Almost, good girl.” Moving off the bed and cutting all contact was its own brand of torture, but she knew it would help Bel regain a little control, while giving her the space to slide the harness up her legs and situate the strap on comfortably. A wicked grin came to Ainsley’s face as she gazed down at the other girl, still spread and absolutely dripping. “You’ve been a very good, Jezabel. Now, I want you to flip over and get up on all fours for me and you’ll get your well deserved reward.” Ainsley gave a satisfied grin as she did as she was told, before crawling over Bel’s form and rubbing the strap on against her aching pussy. While she knew the other girl was more than ready, she wanted to be sure, and rubbed the strap on against her, getting it nice and wet while she nipped and sucked at her neck, making sure there would be a mark left for the next few days. “Remember, no cumming without my permission. And I want to hear every plea and moan.” A moment later she plunged into Bel’s pussy, her thrusts deep and pace unrelenting as she licked and nipped along her shoulders and spine.

Bel missed Ainsley’s mouth and fingers as soon as she pulled away and it was evident in the small whine that escaped her lips. On the other hand, she was thankful for the small break because she was sure if she hadn’t pulled away, Bel would have been cumming, with or without permission. Her body continued to tremble at the prospect of what was coming next. At Ainsley’s next instructions, it took no time at all for her to flip over onto her hands and knees. She pressed her ass back into the Switch behind her, hissing at the contact she got from the strap on. That alone mixed with the way Ainsley was nipping and sucking at her neck more than prepared her for when the toy was finally pushed into her. There was slight pain since it had been a long time since she’d been filled as much as she currently was, but after a few thrusts, the pain subsided and she was able to give into the sole pleasure of it. The strap on was providing her different sensations than the ones provided by the vibrator or Ainsley’s tongue and fingers. It wasn’t the growing pressure that she was used to, instead it was a sporadic spike of pleasure every time the strap on was deep inside her, hitting a spot that was directly beneath her belly button. Each spike resulted in Bel crying out incoherent sounds, which she meant to be a desperate plea for more, though she wasn’t sure what she needed more of. “More, Miss, please!” She managed to croak out as her toes curled below her and her head pressed against the pillow beneath her.

Ainsley knew she was being a little rougher with Bel than she had intended, but despite her orgasm earlier, she was already on the edge again, and her body had a mind of its own. The sounds the smaller girl made were intoxicating, and every whimper and moan had her thrusting harder and faster, trying to find the right angle to have Bel screaming her name. Supporting her weight on one hand, the other slipped own to tweak one of Bel’s nipples, before continuing down to her clit, drawing out a few more delicious sounds from the smaller girl. Ainsley felt the other girl’s muscle clamp down, providing more resistance and she moaned at the sensations they caused as the strap on moved against her clit. As soon as Bel’s pleas reached her ears, she knew the girl couldn’t hold on any longer, “Cum, Bel. Now.” As soon as she said the words, she gave a particularly hard thrust at the same time she rubbed her swollen clit. Ainsley almost came on the spot from the sounds Bel made alone. Her inner muscles clenching against the toy as she tensed up, finally allowed to have the release that had been building up the entire night. But Ainsley wasn’t quite ready to let the other girl rest. As soon as she could, she began thrusting once more, prolonging Bel’s high, determined to draw out another orgasm from the smaller girl. Her pace was unrelenting as she pushed Bel, a little hard, her own release just out of reach. “Come on, good girl. I’m not done with you quite yet. Give me one more.” She said, her voice gravelly and strained as she pressed a kiss to Bel’s shoulder, the rhythm her hips set fueled entirely by sheer willpower. “One more time. Cum for me, Bel.”

There were so many sensations for Bel to concentrate on that after a while she gave up trying to do so and just gave in to the chaos of it all. She lost control of her body as soon as Ainsley picked up the pace and her hand moved around her to tweak at her nipples and her clit. She was throbbing all over and the blood rushing to her head made it almost impossible to hear anything the other Switch was saying. As hard as it was, however, she clearly heard the order for her to cum and while she didn’t personally have any control over that, as soon as Ainsley’s fingers rubbed against her clit, she felt the knot in her stomach that tightened before it exploded throughout her body. Bel shook violently  in the aftermath, lightheaded and short of breath. All she wanted to do was collapse down into the bed but it seemed as if Ainsley had other plans and Bel was too tired to fight it. Her body was still sensitive in it’s recovery from her previous orgasm and it didn’t long at all for her to reach her peak a second time and while she made almost no sounds the first time she came, it definitely wasn’t the case the second time around. “Oh my God, Miss. I’m gonna- I’m gonna cum.” Her body was shattered a second time and she shook uncontrollably in Ainsley’s arms sure that if she wasn’t being held, she would have collapsed straight into the bed. Her legs continued to shake as she came down from her high, cum dripping between her legs, but all Bel could concentrate on was the pounding in her ears and the stars she saw behind her eyes.

For a moment, Ainsley was worried that she had pushed things too far, but then Bel was shaking against her, crying out as she pulled another orgasm from her already spent body. The sensation Bel writhing against her, mixed with the sounds of the other girl’s cries, quickly triggered her own orgasm, and it took every ounce of willpower she had not to let her muscles give out. Her release burned through her setting ever nerve on fire and expletives tumbled from her lips as her she ground her hips against Bel’s own until her body finally began to calm. Pressing a kiss to the damp skin between the smaller girl’s shoulder blades, Ainsley loosened her grip to allow Bel to rest more fully on the bed, before carefully withdrawing the strap on. She gently cupped her center, her touch light and protective as she murmured words of comfort and praise into her ear. “You did such good job, Bel. I’m so proud of you.” Keeping as much contact as she could, she unstrapped the harness from her hips with her free hand, setting the toy to the side as she pulled the Bel against her front and curled around her. She was glad she’d had the forethought to leave a few waters and a power bar in her side table so that she wouldn’t have to move very far, when Bel was ready for them. Resting her head in the crook of Bel’s neck, one arm wrapped around her middle, while the other tenderly traced out nonsensical patterns on the other girl’s thigh. “Hey there, beautiful. Do you think you can drink some water for me?” Ainsley asked after a few more minutes had passed. While she knew Bel would need some time to recover, she also knew it wouldn’t be long until her body started craving hydration and calories.

It took a moment for Bel to catch her breath and for her to regain control over her body. At Ainsley’s release, she fell into the bed, unable to fix herself and her face remained pushed into the mattress until she felt Ainsley’s arms wrap around her and pull her against her body. In this position, Bel was able to breathe better and finally allow her body the chance to relax, but she was still unable to open her eyes. Exhausted wasn’t a strong enough word to describe how she was feeling. Completely spent was probably better but even that did nothing to describe the dryness in her mouth and the aches in her muscles. Things were out of focus and all she wanted to do was go to sleep. She relished in the comfort Ainsley’s closeness brought her and if she could, she would have curled herself up into an even smaller ball so she could feel completely covered by Ainsley. There was proud smile at Ainsley’s words that despite her rocky start, she was able to make Ainsley happy with her performance. She didn’t know how much she needed to hear those words until they were provided to her. “Thank you, Miss.” Ainsley’s soft breathing mixed with the way she was tracing patterns on her skin was enough to lull Bel into a gentle sleep so when it was interrupted with talk about water, she pouted slightly, shaking her head. “Can I drink when I wake up, Miss? I just wanna sleep.” Bel curled her body as much as she could, pressing back into the girl behind her and hiding her face in her hands.

Ainsley was incredibly proud at how well Bel had done for her first scene, and her chest swelled with pride. Though she was relatively inexperienced, she had done her best, and more than deserved to be cuddled and allowed to rest. However, while Ainsley was loathe to disturb Bel, she knew she wouldn’t be a responsible Domme if she let the smaller girl pass out without any kind of nourishment for her spent body. “I need you to at least have some water, my good girl. Can you do that for me?” Keeping one hand on the other Switch and their legs tangled together, she shifted away to reach into her side table drawer, fishing out a water and the power bar. “Come on, my gorgeous girl. Just a couple of sips for me and then we’ll rest.” Propping herself up a bit, she twisted the cap off and held it to Bel’s lips, trying to coax her into drinking. “There’s my good girl. Just a few more sips and then we’ll sleep.” Once Bel had had a few mouthfuls, Ainsley took a long sip herself, before setting the bottle aside and easily maneuvering them both under the blankets, curling around her once more. She knew that Bel needed the physical contact, but if she was being honest, she needed it too. There was something about the other switch that made her extra protective of her and, though she didn’t know what it was, she knew that there was something about Bel that was special. Pulling her as close as she could, Ainsley pressed a sweet kiss to her shoulder, her arms wrapped around Bel’s small frame and relishing in her sheer presence, as her own exhaustion set in.

She was content to just fall asleep exactly how she was and while she had a strong urge to keep telling Ainsley no, there was an affection she felt for her and an even bigger desire to please the other Switch. She opened her eyes, though slightly squinting at the light and pushed herself up just as Ainsley did so she could sip some of the water that was pushed to her lips. Instantly, her mouth felt better and so did her head. She took a few more gulps, relishing in the taste before smiling at the other girl and offering a small, “thank you, Miss.” She was comfortable wrapped in the other girl’s arms and even more so with the blanket covering their bare bodies. As comfortable as she was, however, it wasn’t enough. Not until she shifted and turned around in Ainsley’s arms to face her. In her new position, she tucked her head beneath the other girl’s chin and curled into her, feeling completely covered and protected. Small, just how she liked it. There was so much she wanted to say to Ainsley, how much she enjoyed herself and how thankful she was that she made her first real scene experience such a good one, but all she was able to do in her current state was press a small kiss to Ainsley’s collar bone and murmur a soft, “g’nite, Miss,” before losing herself completely to sleep.