Marla

Chapter 3

Into the Dungeon, Part 1 -

Girls Just Want To Have (Kinky) Fun!

S.M. Wolf

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Marla and Kayla are copyrighted by Kittiara and used with her kind permission. Master David Wolf and this story are copyright 2005, 2010 by S.M. Wolf. This story may not be reproduced by any means in part or completely without prior written permission of the author. Any resemblance to any person, living or dead, is purely coincidental.

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"I'm bored!"

Kayla looked up from her tablet computer screen.

Marla lay half prone on one of the red leather sofas in the library. Her right elbow was on the arm of the sofa, and her head was propped on her right paw. Her left paw was jammed into her left hip. She was frowning in frustration and boredom.

Kayla sighed. She set down the tablet computer and sat up.

"What's wrong, Marla?" Kayla asked her friend and pack mate.

"There's nothing to do today! Unlike you I don't have chores to do. All I am doing is sitting around and twiddling my thumbs!"

"Well, Marla," Kayla gently chided Marla, "you are still on vacation."

"That doesn't mean I have to be bored!" Marla replied with a snort.

Kayla stretched and stood up. She walked over to Marla and leaned down.

"The nanobots are still finishing repairing your body, and you need more rest. Even if you don't want to admit it the amount of damage to your body was great. It takes time for even the nanobots to finish healing you."

Kayla added with a grin, "Besides, you did not seem too bored last night!"

Marla gave a little laugh. Last night Kayla had lightly bound her with three silk scarves. Kayla and Master David had taken turns licking her clit until she came. Marla had lost track of how many orgasms she had experienced from their tongues. It was nothing like an Academy training session with the extreme bondage she craved, but it did satisfy some of Marla's sexual hunger. She just wanted more than the nightly plain vanilla sex she was getting from her pack mates.

Marla looked up the Kayla and replied, "I feel better than I have since I turned eighteen. I want to do something."

"Well, we could go shopping again-"

"That's all we do!" Marla said exasperatedly. "I have everything you and I together could use for the next ten years!"

Marla crossed her arms over her chest and lifted her muzzle to look up at Kayla with a conspiratorial grin on her face.

"I want to have some fun! And you know the type of fun I'm talking about, Kayla!"

Kayla laughed. She knew exactly what Marla was talking about.

"Aren't you getting enough of that every night as it is?" Kayla asked her friend.

"Well, yes... And I like it! A lot. But I want something, well, more... extreme." Marla replied.

Kayla just laughed again.

"How about getting us some extreme tea instead?"

Marla stuck her tongue out at her pack mate and stood. Kayla continued laughing but pointed towards the door. The last thing Marla saw as she left the library was Kayla sitting back down and picking up her computer.

Downstairs in the kitchen, Marla put the pot of water on the stove and waited for it to start boiling. She put a pair of tea bags in two large mugs. Marla shuddered as she added six sugar cubes to Kayla's mug. Her friend's naturally high metabolism kept her thin, but the amount of sugar she liked in her tea still seemed excessive. Marla cut a slice of lemon for each of them and put it on the lip of each mug.

Marla checked the water. It was still not ready.

Marla had to admit that the last several days had been fun and easily some of the best of her life. She was well cared for by both Kayla and Master David. Moreover, they had made her a part of their family. Marla knew much of that was because Kayla wanted her to be part of their pack, but Master David had been genuinely happy to add her. The love and affection they had shown her both in and out of bed was something that had been missing from her life since her parents had died when she was twelve. Marla had to pinch herself at times to make sure she was not still asleep in her kennel at the Academy and dreaming.

Both Kayla and Master David had been more than willing to mate with her. Marla had been surprised at the fervor of Kayla's ardor at times. She was still adjusting to the new, confident otteress that actually enjoyed sex in the many forms they had been forced to learn at the Academy. She still thought of Kayla as the scared slave that needed a lot of attention by the instructors to "open up". Now she was leading and Marla was following at times!

The truth was Marla had enjoyed the times at the Academy and later when she had been the recipient of extreme bondage and more. She enjoyed the tight feel of the ropes and chains enveloping her. Leather and latex were her two favorite types of clothing. She even enjoyed the light pain from a well placed paddle or whip. Not the heavy handed blow used in punishment, but the light blow meant to excite and arouse. She treasured the memory of the paddling she had received at Kayla's paws a couple of nights ago.

Marla sighed.

She was unlikely to get that type of attention here. Master David did not seem to enjoy that type of thing, and Kayla certainly would not do it on a regular basis. The times like her initiation into the pack seemed to be the exception rather than the norm. Even last night when she had been bound it was nothing that a pair of normal free furs would not do for some "excitement". Likely they would have considered it daring and extreme. The truth was Marla could have slipped out of her bindings at any time if she had desired, and they all knew it.

"Oh, well," Marla said out loud to the empty kitchen, "maybe I can get Kayla to stop by a hardware store for some rope and other supplies. I still have all that self-bondage training!"

Marla thought of all the lessons she, Trouble, Zassa and the others in her class had gone through. She had been kept in practice at the bordello and while part of the coffle by her Masters and the clients.

Marla jumped as the tea kettle began to whistle. She discovered herself rubbing her slit through her clothes while reminiscing. She could tell she was getting wet just thinking about ropes enveloping her. She had to laugh. Even after years as a sex slave she still enjoyed her craft.

Marla poured the hot water into the mugs and steeped the tea bags. She waited until the tea was so strong she could barely see the bottom of the mug before pulling out the tea bags and tossing them into the trash.

Marla got out a small circular serving tray and put the mugs on it. She was lost in reverie as she walked back to the library and opened the door. She was so deep in her thoughts of bondage and sex that she took three steps into the room before realizing things had changed radically.

Kayla lay on her left side on the large overstuffed sofa. She was still working at the computer to balance the household expense accounts, but her dress and other clothing were gone. What she was wearing now both shocked and excited Marla.

A thin red collar encircled Kayla's neck. Brass studded red leather straps ran down her front to a pair of large brass rings just above her breasts. Two sets of three straps joined at the end with large rings formed a triangle surrounding each of Kayla's breasts. The large, ornate central ring at the base of her cleavage held the two triangles together while helping to accentuate her bosom. A final strap with a buckle ran behind Kayla's back and held the entire assembly of straps tight against her bosom.

Kayla's breasts were covered by red latex panels, but Marla's practiced eye instantly saw the snaps to release the panels and free her pack mate's tits.

Marla's eyes roamed down the length of Kayla's body to land squarely on her crotch. Three more thin brass studded red leather straps formed a triangle held together with brass rings centered on Kayla's cunt. A pair of thin straps ran upwards over her belly to a wide red leather belt encircling her waist. Marla could not see them, but she knew from her own past experiences that a split strap ran underneath Kayla's crotch, up around her tail and connected to the strap about her waist.

Like the harness top Kayla was wearing, the leather panty had a detachable red latex panel covering Kayla's cunny. Marla had the distinct desire to walk over and remove all three panels, but instead she glanced at her own seat.

In the center of Marla's sofa were a heavy leather collar, four wide leather cuffs, and a steel chain lead. They were very similar to the ones she had worn for months back at the Academy. The only difference was these buckled but did not lock.

Marla walked over to her sofa and set the tray down on the table beside it. She looked down at the collar and cuffs and took a deep breath.

"You don't have to do it, you know," Kayla whispered from behind Marla.

"You know you do not have to do this type of thing for me or for Master David," Kayla continued. "Not now. Not ever. We love you regardless. You will always be welcome in our home because it is now your home as well. We are your pack mates. We enjoy your company. We like having sex with you. But if the sex ended today it would not change our feelings towards you."

"What if I want it?" Marla asked in a very subdued tone. She could feel her crotch dampen at the thought of putting on the leather articles before her.

"If it is of your own free will, we would enjoy your company in our games," Kayla replied.

It took Marla several seconds to absorb Kayla's words. She half turned and stared at her friend.

"You do this type of stuff?" she asked incredulously in a loud voice.

Kayla did not look up from her computer screen. She replied steadily, "Yes. Master David is a very good Master when it comes to BDSM. Not much S&M, but a lot of play. We have a very loving relationship filled with trust. The games we play reinforce that trust."

Kayla raised her eyes briefly and added mischievously with a wink, "And he's damn good with rope and whip!"

Marla's jaw dropped. She knew Kayla had changed a lot, but this! And she would have never thought Master David would be into the types of things Marla enjoyed so much. As old and straight-laced as he seemed, she had been surprised when he had done anything but the plainest of sex acts in bed. The memories of the antics a few nights ago returned briefly. Kayla had taken the lead in binding her, but, now that she thought about it, Master David had not complained or raised any objections.

Marla's thoughts turned back to the immediate question at hand.

"What happens if I say yes this afternoon?" Marla asked.

"We play. You will be my slave, and I will be your Mistress this time. I know how much you enjoy the submissive role. Later we will change if you wish, but for today you will fulfill my desires and, indirectly, your own."

Kayla grinned impishly.

"I have some particularly interesting ways in mind to both arouse and frustrate you!

"However, you can always use your safe word to stop our game, or we can just not play that game at all. We both have been taught how to pleasure a female, and I know where the toys are. We could adjourn to the master bedroom for some sex instead.

"But, if you are willing, I want you!"

Marla turned back and looked down again. She would puzzle out what was happening with Kayla and Master David later. Right now she had a decision to make. Did she want what was being offered to her or not? And what if Master David found out? It offered her the release she sought, and despite the years apart she was certain that Kayla would not purposefully hurt her or get her in trouble.

Her decision was never really in doubt even if she did end up in trouble. It would hardly be the first time, and likely would not be the last.

Marla smiled as her paws flew over her clothing. In seconds her clothes fell in a pile at her feet. She kicked them out of the way. She very carefully removed her collar and placed on a nearby table. Marla reached down and put on the heavy collar first. She loved the feel of the supple leather about her throat. She made sure it was good and tight but would not choke her. The cuffs went around her wrists and ankles. Finally, Marla clipped the lead onto her collar. The chain fell down her front between her breasts. The leather loop that served as a handle just grazed the floor as she stood with her head bowed.

Marla picked up the tray again. She lowered her muzzle until she was looking almost straight down. She walked to stand a few feet from Kayla. Marla knelt with her knees and feet spread as wide as possible. She bent halfway over and extended her arms out over her head to present the tray to Kayla.

Kayla ignored Marla as she knelt there. The position was a bit uncomfortable, but Marla persevered and held the tray steady for several minutes as Kayla finished her work. It was a simple act of submission, and Marla knew that Kayla was playing a game with her.

Kayla set aside the tablet computer. She had been covertly watching Marla. She had to admit she enjoyed the sight of her friend and former "classmate" at the Academy kneeling in front of her subserviently in nothing but collar and cuffs. From the dampness of Marla's crotch, she was certain her pack mate was anticipating the afternoon ahead of them as well.

Kayla picked up Marla's cup of tea. It had cooled a bit to the point where it was perfect for sipping or drinking. Kayla twisted the lemon and added the juice to Marla's drink. She replaced the cup in the center of the tray and took her own cup.

"Place the tray on the floor, Slave Marla!' Kayla haughtily ordered her friend.

"Yes, Mistress Kayla," Marla quietly replied as she put the tray down.

"You may drink your tea, Slave, but you may not pick up the cup."

Marla kept her head bowed. This was a trick used at the Academy during the first week of their training and whenever the instructors or guards wanted to reinforce the slave's lowly position. Marla's head dropped, and she proceeded to lap the tea out of the cup.

Kayla sipped her tea and watched Marla. For several minutes the only sounds in the library were Kayla's sipping, Marla's lapping, and a smooth jazz tune coming from the stereo system.

The tea and music ended together. Kayla set her cup down on the tray beside Marla's. She stood and stretched. Marla stared hard at the cups in front of her. She knew in general what Kayla had in mind, but she had to wait for her Mistress to lead.

Kayla picked up Marla's leash and looped the handle over her left wrist. She gave a short jerk on the chain and ordered, "Up!"

Marla rose to her feet. She kept her head bowed and put her paws behind her back. She lifted her tail up high and pressed it against her back to show off her cunt and tail hole. Marla smiled a bit. Her position also allowed her to show off her aroused state to her pack mate.

Kayla walked to the back of the library. Marla obediently followed her Mistress. Marla could hear Kayla fumbling around a bit, and then there was a distinct click. She could just make out the bookcase in front of her swinging back as a secret room was revealed.

"Look up, Marla," Kayla ordered.

Marla's jaw dropped to her chest and her eyes grew incredibly large. She was temporarily speechless. On the other side of the secret door was a dungeon seemingly filled with everything she could have ever hoped for in her wildest sexual fantasies.

"Oh, my..." Marla finally managed to whisper.

Kayla broke down laughing. Marla did not care. She was far too interested in all the toys in the dungeon playroom. The collection put her old bordello's sex rooms to shame and easily rivaled the Academy's collection.

Kayla brought herself under control. She pointed at the floor. Marla obediently knelt before her Mistress. Kayla had been smiling broadly, so Marla took a chance and kept her head up so she could keep looking around.

Seeing what Marla was doing, Kayla enthusiastically proclaimed, "Walkies!"

Marla cringed for just a second. She had never liked being forced to scramble around following a Master or Mistress while tightly bound. Now, though, she was largely free and would have no trouble moving. Plus she really wanted to get a good look at some of the things she was seeing scattered around the dungeon!

The tour of the dungeon lasted for over a half hour and still only seemed to scratch the surface of the many things inside. Kayla walked slowly and allowed Marla to crawl along on her knees at an easy pace. Marla drooled at the A- and X-frames. She looked longingly at the various leather harnesses and restraints carefully hung on one wall. Kayla allowed her to run her paws over the fine silk ropes coiled in one section of the room.

Kayla stopped in front of a set of glass shelves. Quartz halogen lights illuminated a large variety of metal dildos and butt plugs arrayed on display. The five wide shelves on the left were filled with brass phalluses. On the right, five more shelves held much fewer steel shafts.

"After you decided to join our pack," Kayla informed Marla. "I decided to make a few purchases."

Kayla pointed to the brass cocks.

"The ones on the left are mine. The ones on the right are your. The brass goes well with my pelt, and we thought steel gray would be a good choice to match yours. I selected a series comparable to the standard issue at the Academy, but I know several slave supply stores that can supply you with more variety."

Kayla grinned down at Marla mischievously.

"If nothing else, getting you outfitted will be a good excuse to go shopping. I think this time, though, I won't have any problems getting you to try things out!"

Marla had to laugh. She was still playing the role of slave, but the easy camaraderie between the two females allowed her large latitude within her role.

Marla looked over the phallic toys with a critical eye. Each was highly polished and of fine quality. Several appeared to have vibrators or options for attachments. Kayla had selected a good size range. The top middle shelf held the dildos. The dildos started with a half inch diameter, three inch long pencil of a dildo good for teasing and progressed up to a ten inch long, two inch diameter shaft that would stretch Marla nicely. Most were smooth, but some had elaborate veining and nubs.

The middle shelf held the butt plugs. Each of the pear shaped devices stood proudly on its wide T-base. Going from left to right, the maximum diameter climbed from three-quarters of an inch up to a generous three and a half inches. Marla wondered what the large one would feel like going in and coming out. She secretly hoped that she would find out how its no doubt considerable weight felt buried in her ass later that day.

The phallus on the bottom middle shelf caught her eye. It lay alone on the shelf. It was obviously a canine cock. Marla frowned. She had seen it before somewhere. Suddenly it dawned on her where.

Marla picked up the dildo and held it up to Kayla.

"How the heck did you get Master David to pose for this?"

The dildo was indeed a life-size metal reproduction of their Master's penis.

"It was actually fairly easy. I said I wanted something to remind me of him when he was away on business travel. He said if I could arrange things, I could have it. I got D.s. Katt to do the work. He does some fine brass and bronze artwork. He made a plaster cast once Master David was aroused."

Kayla giggled again.

"I made sure I kept Master David's 'interest' high, so to speak, for the hour that it took the plaster to set and dry. I think D.s. would have been done sooner, but he kept fumbling things every time I showed Master David some of my training."

The two females shared a laugh together.

"D.s. made several molds just in case. He got my dildo made in one shot, though. I figured he never throws out anything, so it was worth a try at seeing if he had any of the old molds left. He did, and you get your own personal 'hard' memory of Master David."

Marla ran her hands over the phallus. She liked the feel of the cold, hard steel veins on top of the long shaft. The gentle upward curve would help apply pressure against her G-spot just like the flesh and blood model. The knot at the base would help hold the heavy shaft deep inside her.

"Enough of that! Time for more walkies!"

The tour eventually reached a corner where a simple bench stood beneath a pair of heavy manacles.

Kayla paused and said, "This is where Master David first punished me."

Marla looked over the simple arrangement. Puzzled, she asked Kayla, "What did he do?"

Kayla grinned and her eyes took on a distant look.

"He tickled me."

"Tickled you?"

"With a single white feather, his fingers and his tongue. I especially liked his tongue."

Marla glanced at the bench. She could easily imagine Kayla hanging in the manacles while Master David licked the soles of her feet.

"What did you do, Mistress Kayla? Drop one of Master David's wine glasses?" Marla asked Kayla.

"No, I escaped," Kayla casually replied.

"WHAT?!" Marla yelled in shock. Escape and freedom was the dream of every slave fur, but Marla had never thought Kayla would be capable of even trying again after the punishments they had endured at the Academy after their failed escape attempt.

"I escaped. I stole a large amount of credit, I got in the elevator, I punched in Master David's access code, and I waited for the doors to close. I could have left without anyone being the wiser, or so I thought. Instead I decided to stay. At the time I did not realize why.

"I walked back into the room. Master David was waiting for me. He took me back to bed. The next evening he showed me the dungeon for the first time. I spent about four hours on that bench while he worked me over. I had never laughed so hard before in my life.

"Later we bathed together and he told me how happy he was that I had chosen to stay. I still did not realize how much he loved me even then..."

Kayla's smile grew incredibly large.

"But I know now!"

Kayla turned and pointed at the X-frame.

"That's where I first submitted myself to Master David."

Kayla looked down at her slave.

"And now it is time for your submission to me, Slave!"

Kayla's words brought Marla back to the reality of her situation. The two had been chatting as friends during the tour, but both really wanted a particular type of sex. Now it was time to have their fun.

Marla bowed her head and replied, "Yes, Mistress."

"Did I give you permission to speak, Slave?"

"No, Mistress."

"Then why did you?"

"I thought-"

"You thought? While you are my slave, I will do your thinking for you. Now, I will punish you for your insolence!"

Kayla walked across the dungeon at a brisk pace pulling Marla behind her by her lead. Marla had to struggle a bit, but she was able to keep up with her Mistress.

Kayla stopped in front of a pivoting slant rack. The top was made from heavy oak timbers. A small ledge at the bottom prevented the unlucky victim from sliding off the lower edge. Several holes were drilled through the top. Four thin chains attached to winches were positioned underneath the corners of the top.

The rack also sported a hand wheel on both sides. By turning the hand wheel the angle of the top could be changed. A smaller wheel was mounted on the inside of each hand wheel. A pair of calipers could be closed with a lever to hold the top at any angle. Once the victim was in place, the rack could be rotated a full three hundred sixty degrees to position them for anything, good or bad, that the Master or, today, the Mistress desired.

Kayla adjusted the rack until the top was about sixty degrees to the horizontal.

"Up!" Kayla ordered Marla.

With some trepidation Marla stood and lay down on the rack. The rapid changes in her friend's demeanor were still a bit unsettling to Marla at times. Still, she suspected that this was going to be fun.

Kayla pulled Marla's lead up over her head and wrapped it around a cleat on the top edge of the rack. She connected the chains to her wrist and ankle cuffs using snaps. Marla heard the telltale clicking of the winches being slowly turned. Marla's limbs were pulled steadily further apart until she was stretched taut in a spread-eagled position on top of the hard wooden surface.

Kayla disappeared from Marla's view briefly. When she returned, she had a fifteen foot length of quarter inch rope in her paws.

"Can't forget about that tail!" she informed Marla with a wicked grin.

Marla looked down the length of her naked body. There were a series of cleats recessed in the rack top. Kayla knelt and wrapped the middle section of her rope around the two cleats at the bottom of the rack. Just like she was inserting shoelaces into a boot, she worked the rope up the series of cleats . Each time she crossed over, Kayla would trap Marla's bushy tail between the rope and the wood. Soon the entire length of Marla's tail was tightly encased in rope.

Kayla stood and surveyed the bound body of her friend. Marla's nipples were fully erect. They rose high above the light gray fur covering her breasts. Her brass nipple rings contrasted nicely with her pelt.

Marla's stomach rose and fell with her shallow breathing. She just a bit uncertain what the afternoon would hold and how long it would be before she would be released from her bonds. It was an exciting and stimulating feeling she knew well. That her pack mate Kayla had placed her in this position just added to her excitement and anticipation.

Kayla's eyes trailed down Marla's stomach. She stared at Marla's cunt. Marla was already leaking a steady stream of cunny juice onto the rack top. Her slit was open and her labia well puffed out. The pink of her cunt was an inviting flower for Kayla to savor, and she intended to take her pleasure there throughout the entire afternoon.

First, though, she would have some fun with her pack mate using both titillation and denial to raise her sexual frustration to new heights. It was a technique that Master David had used on Kayla several times before. It was almost cruel, but she knew from personal experience that the resulting release later made it all worthwhile. Marla's penchant for extreme situations would likely mean she would enjoy the entire experience, not just her orgasm.

Kayla reached out with her right paw and slid her middle finger into Marla's pussy. She met no resistance as she gently pushed an inch of finger in. She wriggled her finger back and forth rapidly.

"OOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Marla exclaimed in ecstasy.

"My, Slave, you are certainly easy!" Kayla commented.

Marla just grinned up at her Mistress.

"And impudent as well," Kayla added with a small laugh.

Marla's grin only grew broader.

"I think we will have to teach you some manners and humility!" Kayla finished with more than a hint of authority in her voice.

Marla's eyed grew troubled. She wondered what Kayla was planning.

Kayla reached down and slowly undid the snaps holding the latex panels over her breasts. Marla stared as her friend revealed her white breasts to the waiting wolfess agonizingly slowly. Marla licked her lips repeatedly in anticipation. She sighed when Kayla finally revealed the twin pink towers of her erect nipples.

Kayla stood in front of Marla. She spread her legs wide and shook out her hair so it fell freely over her shoulders and down her back. She reached under her breasts and lifted up the twin globes.

"You want these, don't you, Slave?" she asked Marla.

"Yes, Mistress! This slave wishes them so she can pleasure her Mistress!" Marla enthusiastically replied.

Kayla stepped up onto the slant rack. She leaned forward slightly until her breasts were just a fraction of an inch from Marla's own heaving bosom. She leaned in close to Marla and softly said, "You don't get them."

Marla was shocked. What game was Kayla playing? They had often enjoyed each other at the Academy in the training sessions.

"I have other plans for you right now. If you please me, Slave, I may decide to let you try your feeble best to pleasure me," Kayla continued.

Marla swallowed. Kayla seemed to be getting deeply into the dominant female Mistress role.

Kayla got off the rack and pulled a small table over beside the rack and positioned it to Marla's left. She went around the dungeon gathering a variety of items. She placed each on the table before returning to her search. Marla watched with growing excitement as Kayla placed each treasure on the table. Marla would have liked Kayla to get more, but the small assortment promised some real fun. She could not immediately figure out the purpose of the pitcher of ice water and the small shot glass. She suspected it was not to quench Kayla's thirst.

Kayla lowered the slant rack to a horizontal position. All of Marla's body now lay in easy reach. She released the lead and placed it on the table.

Kayla picked up the leather blindfold and ran the soft, supple black leather through her paws. She checked the fleece lining on the back side carefully to make sure there was nothing that could hurt her friend's eyes.

Satisfied with the blindfold, Kayla looked up at her bound friend and said, "Lights out!"

A small shudder of anticipation ran through Marla's body as she watched Kayla stroll over to stand above her. She could only look up helplessly as Kayla lowered the blindfold. Just before it touched her face, Marla closed her eyes. She felt the soft fleece caress her eyelids.

"Last chance to change your mind, Marla," Kayla whispered in the wolfess' right ear. "We can play together in here all day as friends and lovers if you want."

Marla replied, "I like this game, Mistress Kayla.

"Besides, I want to see how good you are as a dominant. You were always the sub back at the Academy. You have changed a lot, and I like what I see, but I want to learn more about you and what you have become."

"Then I will be a true dominant Mistress, Marla. I will take what pleasure I desire and do whatever I wish to you without thought to your pleasure or even comfort.

"Are you sure you really want that?"

Marla's contented sigh was all the answer Kayla needed. She laughed at the wolfess' evident desire for this form of fun.

"Raise your head!" Kayla commanded Marla.

Marla lifted her head. She felt Kayla pull the strap tight and fasten the small buckle.

"Remain as you are!" Kayla ordered her.

Marla listened intently. Even without her eyesight, she could still make some guesses about what was happening, especially since Kayla had allowed her to see what she intended to use on her pack mate's defenseless body. She could tell that Kayla had returned to the table and was rummaging through the items. She picked up one and walked back to Marla's head.

Marla felt a finger prying open her muzzle. Obediently she opened her jaw wide. A metallic taste filled her mouth as Kayla inserted a two inch diameter stainless steel ring gag. She pulled it as deep into Marla's muzzle as she could using the straps on the sides before buckling the gag into place. Her cheeks were distended some, but Marla was willing to pay that price for the pleasure that would no doubt follow.

Kayla gently pushed Marla's head back down onto the rack top. Her thick dark brown hair cushioned her head. The buckles would cause her little discomfort.

Marla felt soft leather mittens filled with foam padding sliding over her paws. They enveloped not only her fingers but also her thumb in a single bag. Marla could no longer grasp or in any way use her paws. Kayla secured the buckle on the cuff to prevent them from sliding off. A strap on the end was tied off to a cleat on the edge of the rack top to fully immobilize Marla's paws. Marla's feet received similar treatment.

Kayla picked up a short chain from the table. Each end had a rubber tipped alligator clip with an adjustment screw. Kayla pinched each of Marla's nipples. Marla groaned in pleasure. Kayla smiled. Her friend still enjoyed this type of treatment immensely. Kayla intended to provide her pack mate with lots of it today, but first she was going to drive her mad with pent up sexual frustration.

Marla could not see what was happening but she could feel the first clamp close around her left tit. Kayla had positioned it right at the very tip of her nipple. Marla felt the clamp slowly tighten until the clamp had a firm but not uncomfortable grip. Marla expected her new Mistress to continue tightening the clamp, but instead Kayla shifted her attention to Marla's other tit. Soon her right nipple was also sporting a nipple clamp. Marla felt something fall onto her chest. She could tell that the clamps were joined by a light metal chain.

Marla heard a series of little clinks that were distinctive for any slave trained in the Academy. Kayla had picked up the small weights from the table. Marla grinned. She felt Kayla lift up her left nipple ring. She gave it a small tug. Marla yelped in pleasure at the sudden jerk on her nipple. She heard Kayla give a low chuckle. She was enjoying this at least as much as Marla.

"You know, Slave," Kayla said, "You really should have gotten rid of these when you had the chance. Now I'm going to use them against you!"

Kayla attached a single two ounce weight to both of Marla's nipple rings. She arranged them so they fell off to the side of Marla's ample breasts. The weights did not hurt Marla, but they made her even more acutely aware of her rings and helped to focus her attention on her nipples.

Marla felt the nipple clamp chain lifted. When it was placed back on her sternum, she could feel three small weights. When Kayla shifted her to a more vertical position they would pull the chain down and apply a nice little stretch to her nipple.

Marla could not wait.

A paw trailed down over Marla's tummy and found its way to her cunt. Marla still had a pair of rings there as well. She felt Kayla gently pull on her labia rings to pull her cunt wide open and expose the pink treasure within.

"My, this is so hot and steamy!" Kayla commented with mock surprise.

In truth the slow pace and light touch Kayla was using was driving Marla crazy. She could feel a steady stream of juices flowing from her cunt. She wanted Kayla to hurry up and get serious, but the otteress instead gently stroked her pussy lips to excite Marla even further without bringing her to a climax.

Kayla stopped and released Marla's labia rings. Marla yelped an inarticulate complaint, but Kayla ignored her. Instead she added two one ounce weights to each ring. They brushed up against the fur of Marla's inner thighs.

"Now, it's time to have some fun, Slave!" Kayla whispered into Marla's ear.

Marla felt the slant rack tip. Unexpectedly she was inverted. The weights fell free and pulled down on her rings and nipples. Marla sighed loudly at the familiar and pleasurable tug on her soft flesh.

Kayla grabbed the chain attached to Marla's nipple clamps in the middle and lifted it upwards. She pulled until Marla's breasts were raised slightly.

"Are you enjoying yourself, Slave?" Kayla asked Marla. She laughed at the positive sounds Marla made in response. "Well, let's see if we can do something even better."

Marla heard the table holding the pitcher and shot glass moved a bit closer. She was trying to puzzle out what Kayla was doing when she felt a long, ever so slow lick of Kayla's tongue over her right pussy lip. Marla practically screamed in pure ecstasy as waves of pleasure ran through her crotch.

Kayla and Marla had been paired many times at the Academy in the hopes that Marla's unbridled sexuality would rub off onto Kayla. It had never succeeded, but Kayla did learn quite a bit about her friend's body and how to bring her to the brink of a climax without allowing her to go over the edge. Kayla used every trick she had learned now on the bound and helpless body of Marla.

Marla felt the heat in her crotch grow into a blast furnace. Kayla was still playing with Marla. She would slowly draw her tongue over her crotch, pause for several seconds with just the tip of her tongue touching Marla's tenderest flesh, and then run the tip of her tongue back down Marla's slit. Marla was ready to climax any second.

Marla heard a strange clink. Kayla's tongue left her crotch. She screamed in shock and frustration as a stream of ice water was poured directly onto her engorged clit. Instantly her ardor was cooled by the cold water flowing over her cunt and down her body.

Marla screamed in frustration. Kayla laughed and said, "You didn't think it was going to be that easy, did you?"

Marla actually had expected Kayla to pleasure her to a climax. It appeared she had another game she wanted to play, though. Marla wondered what it would be and how long it would be until she was allowed release. Despite the chill water she was still incredibly aroused mentally if no longer physically.

Kayla adjusted the slant rack so Marla was flipped over to an upright position. The weights shifted and pulled in the opposite direction. The ones on Marla's pussy lips suddenly were a lot more noticeable. Marla felt the first small bits of her sexual heat return.

Kayla ran just the tips of her fingers over Marla's breasts. Marla sucked in her breath. Her Mistress's touch was so light it actually tickled. She had to fight off a bout of laughing. The ring gag made it impossible to hide her laughter entirely, though.

Kayla grinned. She bent forward and lipped Marla's left nipple as best she could around the clamp. Marla groaned at the light touch of Kayla's lips. Her vocalizations deepened as Kayla started running the tip of her tongue over the clamped flesh of Marla's tit. Behind her blindfold, Marla closed her eyes and surrendered to the pleasure coming from her bosom.

Kayla began massaging Marla's left breasts with a delicate touch. Slowly over several minutes she brought Marla back to a state of high arousal. She could feel her pack mate's nipple harden in her mouth. Kayla waited until she was sure Marla was back to the edge of orgasm again.

Marla suddenly felt herself flipped back to an inverted position. Another shot glass of ice water poured over her cunny and down her stomach and back. Marla screamed as again she was frustrated right on the edge of an orgasm.

Marla heard three snaps. Kayla had removed the panel covering her crotch. She remembered the look, feel and taste of Kayla's snatch. Marla listened intently. She could hear Kayla begin to play with herself. She was standing mere inches from Marla's muzzle. Soon she could smell Kayla's arousal as she worked her fingers deep into her snatch. A series of short otter barks signaled Kayla's first climax. Marla wriggled in her bonds as she tried to do something - anything - to gain her own pleasurable release.

Listening to her friend masturbating without being able to see, only hear and smell her acts was turning on Marla again. Soon she was starting to moan along with Kayla as she followed her pack mate's sex play with her keen ears. She could almost feel Kayla rubbing her breasts with her paws. She could hear her groans and moans of pleasure.

Marla was starting to writhe in her bonds. Kayla had come at least three times in the past few minutes. Marla clenched and unclenched her fists in futile frustration. She wanted to cum so bad, but Kayla was ignoring her while attending to her own desires.

Marla felt and heard Kayla step closer to her. Marla's muzzle must have been less than an inch from Kayla's hot snatch. She could feel the heat of her friend's snatch with the tip of her nose. Kayla dipped her head slightly and began to lick Marla's pouting cunt again. Marla let her muzzle drop toward the floor and let out a long, low howl of pleasure.

As soon as the howl ceased, Marla felt another stream of ice water flowing over her clit.

Marla did her best to mouth several nasty words involving Kayla's parentage and likely life expectancy around the ring gag. Kayla just laughed again.

"You know, Slave," Kayla commented, "There is a lot of ice water in the pitcher. You had better save some of those curses for later. I figure we have a good hour of this ahead of us!"

Kayla proved good to her word. She worked over Marla's entire body with her tongue and paws. She even delved deep inside Marla's propped open mouth. Each time as Kayla would bring her close to an orgasm Marla would feel the inevitable flip of the slant rack to bring her into an inverted position followed by the cold rush of ice water flowing over her cunt. Several times Kayla added an additional shot of ice water to her sensitive tits as well.

Marla was breathing hard again. Kayla had just spent several minutes running her tongue over Marla's in a passionate French kiss. Marla groaned as once again she felt her body inverted. She awaited the inevitable, but it did not come. Instead, she heard several ice cubes clinking against the glass of the pitcher.

"Oh, dear, we seem to be out of water," Kayla said in a pouting voice

Marla slumped in her bonds in relief. No ice water bath this time.

"How am I going to quench your fire this time, Slave?" Kayla continued with a strangely playful tone.

Marla's body suddenly tensed back up. Surely Kayla could not be contemplating what Marla thought she was!

Two fingers spread Marla's labia wide. She felt a wave of cold just before the fingers let go and allowed Marla's pussy to close about an ice cube.

Marla screamed and writhed in her bonds. Like Trouble she had hated the training at the Academy with the ice dildos. She threw her head back and forth until it was captured between Kayla's paws. She was forced to remain still as the ice cube slowly melted. Worse, in her position the ice water from the melting cube did not flow out of her pussy and down her legs but instead traveled deeper into her vagina and womb.

Marla felt Kayla's muzzle roam over her face planting small kisses. Her breasts were being gently kneaded by Kayla's paws. Once again Kayla was bringing her to a state of arousal. This time, though, there was a strange juxtaposition with the heat of sexual passion at one end of her body and the cold of the melting ice at the other.

"Don't worry, Slave, there are only five more ice cubes left."

Marla gave a short yell of protest.

"Oh, you want more, Pet?" Kayla asked playfully.

Marla shook her head no violently. Kayla laughed and slid her tongue into Marla's mouth to entwine her tongue like a silken wrap.

Marla survived the remaining five ice cubes being inserted into her cunt. Kayla waited until each cube fully melted before inserting the next to draw it out as long as possible. Because the ice had been sitting in water and then room temperature air, it was not as cold as many of the ice dildos used on the slaves at the Academy. It was still unpleasant for Marla though it left her in an incredibly mentally sexually excited state.

Once the last ice cube was done melting, Marla felt the slant rack shift so she lay in a horizontal position. She felt Kayla nuzzling her right cheek and neck.

"How are you doing, Marla?" Kayla asked as she removed Marla's ring gag.

Kayla had dropped out of scene for a moment to check on Marla. Marla decided to respond truthfully to her friend's question.

"I am tied spread-eagled on a rack with weights hanging from various sensitive parts of my body. I have just spent what seems like an eternity getting aroused without being allowed to cum. My crotch and stomach fur as well as a good chunk of my back and tits are soaked with ice water. I'm tired, cold and sexually frustrated,"

Marla paused briefly.

"How the heck do you think I feel?!" she yelled.

"Do you want to continue?" Kayla asked. "We can still have other fun before our Master returns."

Marla paused for a second to consider. She had agreed to the afternoon's activities knowing that she could well experience something like this. She was an omega to this alpha and, for the afternoon, her slave by her own choice. She might not be physically aroused, but she could tell she was primed for a series of massive orgasms that would last for some time once she was allowed release. Kayla had not been cruel, just incredibly frustrating.

And Marla did like it extreme and unusual, two traits Kayla had given her today.

"No, Mistress, this slave would like to continue," Marla replied.

Marla's voice dropped an octave as she growled, "But I damn well want to cum!"

Kayla gave a short bark of otter laughter. She leaned over and kissed her pack mate full on the muzzle.

"You sound ready for round two of the afternoon's fun, Marla" Kayla calmly replied.

Kayla released the catches on the winches. The chains went slack, and the otteress unclipped the chains holding Marla down. She used a knife to quickly dispose of the rope encircling Marla's tail. Finally, Marla felt the blindfold removed from her eyes.

Marla had to blink several times to adjust to the light of the dungeon. After Marla had been in darkness so long the light hurt her eyes a bit.

Kayla reattached Marla's leash. She pulled gently but insistently. Marla slid off the right side of the rack and stood momentarily.

"Down on all four, Slave!" Kayla commanded Marla.

Kayla and Marla returned to the scene. Marla was having some second thoughts. She had never expected Kayla to be so domineering. Worse, she had not expected Kayla to deny Marla sexual release. Still, Kayla had seemed to promise more. Perhaps she would allow Marla to climax this time? At least one small climax?

Marla could only hope as she lowered her body down to the floor. She waited submissively on paws and knees with her tail tucked up between her legs and hard against her stomach as befitted an omega wolf in the presence of her alpha female. Kayla pulled on the lead as she headed off to another part of the dungeon. Obediently Marla crawled along behind her.

Kayla led Marla to a hitching post. She looped the lead around the post.

"Give me your right paw," Kayla ordered.

Marla raised her paw and presented it to Kayla. Kayla undid the buckle and removed the mitten surrounding her paw. She carefully placed the mitten on the floor beside the hitching post.

"I want you down to collar and cuffs when I return," Kayla said before walking away.

Marla quickly undid the other mitten. She placed it on the floor beside the other one. The boots on her feet followed next.

Marla paused. The truth was the weights and chain had felt good swaying back and forth while she was crawling. They had pulled on her sensitive parts so nicely. She wanted to keep them on longer.

Marla sighed. An order was an order, and she had to obey her Mistress. She removed the weights first. She lined them up in a neat row on the floor. She snuck a quick look at Kayla. Her head was buried in a cabinet. Marla took a small risk and licked her right tit a couple of times before removing the alligator clip. A second glance showed Kayla was still rummaging around in the cabinet, so Marla repeated the process as she removed the clip from her left breast. She stretched the chain out across the top of the row of weights. The pieces made an interesting little tableau sitting on the hard floor.

Marla was not sure what to do next, so she knelt with her knees wide and her paws palm up on her thighs as she had been taught at the Academy. She lowered her head and stared at the floor, but she also tried to watch Kayla out of the corner of her eyes. Kayla seemed to be gathering quite a few items and putting them in a silk duffle bag while humming to herself. After what had just happened it was making Marla a bit nervous. She had never seen Kayla like this. It was both a bit frightening and incredibly exciting.

Kayla finished and returned to Marla. She smiled down at her pack mate. She knew Marla was upset and frustrated, but she also knew that Marla would get ten times the pleasure from the rest of the day by being left in a highly frustrated sexually aroused state for over an hour. She knew from personal experience that the orgasms were always much more intense after so much denial, and there was plenty of time for fun left this day.

Kayla lifted Marla's muzzle so she had to look at the otteress and smiled a wicked smile at Marla. The wolfess sucked in her breath audibly. Kayla remained silent. She had every intention of rewarding Marla's patience. For now, though, she was going to play imperious Mistress for a few more minutes.

"Stand up, Slave!" Kayla ordered Marla.

Marla stood. She kept her head bowed and avoided looking at Kayla.

"Place your paws behind your neck and intertwine your fingers. Spread your feet wide."

Marla raised her paws and placed them on the back of her neck. She slid her feet fairly wide. Kayla was not satisfied, though, and tapped the inside of her right knee with her paw. Marla opened her legs even further.

Kayla dropped the duffle bag between Marla's feet. She knelt and opened it. Marla had a clear view of the contents. Her eyes opened wide, and a huge grin appeared on her muzzle.

Kayla looked up and caught sight of Marla's grin. She grinned back, winked at her friend and casually asked, "What makes you think these are for you?"

Marla closed her eyes and acted like a submissive slave, but her grin did not abate in the slightest. She knew that Kayla had some good things planned for her.

Marla heard the pop of a flip top being opened. She smelled the distinctive smell of lilac. Kayla had remembered her favorite fragrance.

Marla opened her eyes and watched her Mistress. Kayla poured a large glob of clear scented lube onto the fingers of her right paw. Marla wriggled a bit as Kayla inserted two well lubed fingers into her snatch, but her movements were in pleasure, not discomfort.

A third and eventually a fourth finger joined the original two. Marla was well lubricated and open. Kayla removed her fingers and reached back into the bag. She withdrew a pair of silver metal Ben-Wa balls. Each was a good two inches in diameter. Marla licked her lips in anticipation.

Kayla placed the first ball against Marla's snatch. Marla groaned as the ball was slowly pushed up into her pussy. Kayla placed the second ball at Marla's slit and said, "Pick it up."

Marla bent her legs slightly. Her pussy opened and engulfed the second ball. It slid up her love canal to join its twin. Marla used her cunt muscles and Academy training to juggle the balls about a bit until they were positioned to give her maximum pleasure as she moved. She was careful to place one hard against her G-spot. Even without movement it was sending small thrills through her body.

"Legs almost together," Kayla told Marla.

Marla brought her feet together until her ankles were about six inches apart.

Kayla selected another item from her bag of goodies. It was a lavender colored clit stimulator shaped like a butterfly. Kayla lifted first Marla's right foot first and then her left to slide the straps around her legs. She pulled up the device as far as she could. She had to pull Marla's tail down and slide it underneath the strap that wound around Marla's waist.

Kayla adjusted the two large nubs on the underside of the stimulator so they were positioned to either side of Marla's already well engorged clit. She tied off the straps to ensure a tight fit. Marla could feel not only the large nubs but the smaller ones that blanketed the underside of the stimulator rub against her tender flesh. She could barely contain her desire to get started, but she was willing to wait especially given what she saw Kayla removing from the bag next.

The string of anal beads was a good eighteen inches long and had eight one inch diameter balls. The balls appeared to be made from hard black rubber. A large T-handle at one end ensured the string could not get lost and would aid in removal. Marla felt herself getting horny at the mere thought of the balls going in and coming back out later.

Kayla grinned up at Marla.

"You know the drill!" Kayla said.

Marla turned around, spread her legs wide and bent over as far as she could without losing her balance. She worked hard at relaxing her anal muscles. She smelled more lilac in the air. Kayla was thoroughly coating the entire string of beads with lubricant. She placed more on her paw and gently worked her right forefinger into Marla's anus. Marla sighed at the pleasant penetration.

Kayla waited until Marla's anal muscles relaxed some before she started wriggling her finger. The repeated moans from Marla assured her of her pack mate's willingness.

"Hard and quick or easy and slow, Slave?" Kayla asked Marla.

Marla bowed her head and looked back between her legs. Kayla had dropped her head far enough that they could make eye contact. Marla grinned and said, "Hard and fast, please, Mistress!"

Kayla laughed a bit, but Marla felt her finger withdraw. Marla felt hard rubber brush against her tail hole. She gritted her teeth. Suddenly Kayla pushed hard. The ball forced open her anus wide before lodging in her rectum. Marla could feel the small, hard mass just inside her ass hole with a string trailing out through her anus.

Without pausing Kayla forced the remaining seven balls into Marla's ass. Each made a satisfying little pop as it entered her rectum. Marla grunted as each hard shove drove another round intruder into her.

In less than a minute the only thing remaining was a short piece of cord and the plastic handle hanging from Marla's tail hole like a second tail. Marla's insides felt pleasantly filled, and she was breathing hard from the sudden rush of sexual stimulation.

"Stand up and turn around," Kayla told Marla.

Marla resumed her original position and watched her alpha female. She clenched her ass cheeks around the fullness in her ass and sighed in pleasure.

Kayla pulled out a pair of black latex panties. Marla softly oohed when she saw the shiny material. There was a hole at the back with a strap and some snaps to allow a tight fit around the wearer's tail.

Kayla tapped Marla's right foot. She lifted her foot in response to Kayla's silent order. Kayla slid the panties over her right foot and pulled them up just past Marla's ankle. They repeated the process with Marla's left foot. Kayla pulled the panties up and over Marla's hips. They were a pleasantly tight fit. Kayla adjusted the straps at the back until Marla's tail was firmly wrapped. Marla heard the snaps being fastened one by one.

Marla discovered two things about the panties she had not immediately seen. They were unusually thick. She was not sure why they would be almost a quarter inch thick. She also discovered to her pleasant surprise there was a zipper running from her clit underneath her body and up to the base of her tail. Kayla could open the panties up to access Marla's crotch and tail hole with ease. Marla smiled in anticipation of what the future would no doubt hold.

Kayla removed a black leather latex bra from her bag of goodies. She handed it up to Marla and simply said, "Put it on."

Marla took the bra. Like her panties it was unusually thick. The inside was covered with small nubs. Marla slid it over her arms and secured the catch in back. The bra was a demi-cup, so most of her breasts were actually uncovered including her now very erect nipples. It was also a nice tight fit that served to lift her tits high in the air and present them to her Mistress.

Marla resumed her position. Kayla tapped her knees, and Marla spread her legs as wide as possible again.

Kayla withdrew a pair of nipple clamps with some nice big weights from the bag. She grabbed Marla's left nipple and pulled. Marla gasped and wriggled slightly as Kayla stretched out her pink nub as far as possible. Kayla took the first of her nipple clamps and secured the steel clip to Marla's tender flesh. The clamp faces had been cut with a fine diamond pattern. The rough texture of the surface against her engorged tender flesh sent an agreeable sensation up her tit. Kayla let go and repeated the procedure with Marla's other nipple.

"We'll leave the rest in the bag for the moment," Kayla told Marla. "Now get back down on all fours!"

Marla quickly complied. The weights attached to her nipples swung back and forth underneath her. Marla mentally frowned. They seemed rather light for their size. Still, they pulled on her nipples nicely as they swayed beneath her. Kayla picked up the bag and held it just in front of Marla's muzzle. Obediently Marla opened her mouth and took the handles into her mouth.

Kayla took Marla's leash and walked to one of the mats scattered about the dungeon. Several pillows of various sizes and firmness were scattered across the surface of the mat. It was a perfect little play pen for two horny females.

Kayla took the bag from Marla's muzzle and placed it beside a large red satin covered pillow. She pointed at Marla and said severely, "Stay!"

Kayla lay down on her left side with her upper torso propped up by the large pillow. The bag was in easy reach. She bent her left leg so it was half underneath her right leg. Her right leg was pointed straight at Marla. The lead ran from Marla's collar, across Kayla's cunt and up to her right paw. Kayla watched Marla looking over her near naked body. She grinned and wriggled her right toes at Marla.

"Like what you see, Slave?" she asked rhetorically.

Marla just grinned back even harder and licked her lips in anticipation.

"You will now pleasure your Mistress."

Marla started to crawl forward.

"Stop!"

Marla paused.

"I am not yet done explaining things to you, Slave."

Kayla reached into the bag and brought out what seemed to be a small handheld game console.

"You see, each of the devices on and in your body has a strong vibrator, a small heater, and a powerful fuel cell. They also have a small receiver built into them.

"This," Kayla said as she held up the video game, "controls them. For example, I can use the touch screen to barely activate the small vibrator on your left nipple..."

Marla suddenly felt tiny vibrations in her tit.

"...or I can send massive thrills through your body."

Marla felt the clitoral vibrator kick in full force. Her eyes and mouth flew open wide as her entire crotch erupted in pleasure. A gargled yelp of surprise escaped her. Before she could reach a climax, the stimulation was gone.

Kayla smiled and continued, "You will start by licking me for all you are worth. If you please me, I will turn on the vibrators. If not, they remain off.

"And just to make this interesting, you do not get permission to cum until I get off twice. If you do climax before then, the vibrators get turned off for fifteen minutes, and we start counting again."

Kayla slowly drew the lead up and wrapped it around her right paw. Marla followed it to Kayla's crotch. She hovered just above her friend's snatch awaiting permission to start. She could feel the heat coming from the otteress' sex and smell Kayla's sexual arousal.

Kayla leaned forward a bit and said in an undertone, "I'm horny as hell just looking at you, Marla, so get me off quickly so I can repay the favor."

Kayla leaned back on the pillow and imperiously said, "You may begin, Slave."

Marla reached under Kayla's right knee and lifted her leg high in the air. She dropped her muzzle and started to nuzzle the inner thigh of Kayla's left leg. Kayla sighed and opened her legs further. Marla accepted her invitation by working her way up Kayla's inner thigh with a series of short licks.

When Marla reached Kayla's slit, she did not even pause. Instead she drove her tongue deep into the otter's cunny. Marla was rewarded with Kayla's sharp intake of breath. She could taste the nectar of her alpha's pussy juices. She lapped them down hungrily.

Kayla tried to play the impassive, disinterested Mistress, but Marla knew her friend well enough to tell she was rapidly approaching another orgasm. Neither of them wanted to draw out this game, so Marla continued to work rapidly. She drove her tongue as deeply into her pack mate's vagina as possible and wiggled the tip rapidly over her innermost folds.

Kayla lay back and reveled in the tonguing she was getting from Marla. Trouble and Jenny had always done the best job on her, but Marla was a very close third. What she lacked in her other friends' rough tongue surface was more than made up for by her length, and her enthusiasm was unmatched.

As Kayla had anticipated, it only took a few minutes for Marla to bring her off. She gave a series of short barks and arched her back. Marla took advantage of her position to push the tip of her muzzle into Kayla's slit. Kayla grabbed the back of Marla's head and pulled her tight against her snatch. Marla did not miss a single lick though she was being partially smothered.

Kayla's first orgasm was short but intense. Once she was done, she rolled over onto her back. Marla followed the objective of her desire. Kayla spread her legs wide to give Marla unimpeded access to her cunt.

Marla shifted her tongue from deep within Kayla to her clitoris. She lapped the soft tissue to either side of the pink nub in long, slow sensuous licks. She could feel the heat of Kayla's crotch build as she mounted again towards ecstasy. After a couple of minutes, Marla started dancing the tip of her tongue over Kayla's swollen clit. Kayla managed to hold out for a full three minutes as Marla used her tongue to excite her, but in the end waves of pleasure washed over her as her second climax took her.

Kayla lay panting on the mat. She had slid off the cushion during the last throws of pleasure. Marla did not even slow down. She continued to lick and lip Kayla's labia. Kayla just grinned down the length of her nearly nude body of her friend and soaked in the physical pleasure that only a trained sex slave from the Academy could deliver.

Marla was so engrossed with pleasuring Kayla she missed Kayla picking up the remote control. She got a sudden jolt when the two nipple clamps started vibrating in tandem. Her mouth flew open in a silent "OH!"

Kayla just laughed.

"I promised you some pleasure as well, Slave. Now I plan to deliver. Now get back to work to earn your rewards!"

Marla shifted to a kneeling position so she could bring her paws into play. She continued to lick Kayla's lower abdomen and snatch, but she expanded her range to stroke her legs and stomach using small, circular strokes,

Kayla watched her friend. When she dove down to lick out Kayla for second time, Kayla turned the vibrators in three Marla's anal beads on at full power. Despite being buried deep in Marla's rectum, the low thrum was clearly audible to Kayla.

Marla's head whipped back up before her tongue even grazed Kayla's clit. She gave a long howl as the first wave of a huge orgasm struck with the force of a tidal wave. All the pent up frustration and sexual desire coalesced into a thermonuclear explosion centered just under her tail. Her body went rigid and her paws dug into the surface of the mat.

The climax seemed to stretch on forever. Kayla had been careful to string out Marla at a high level of sexual frustration and desire for as long as she thought possible. All of that disappointment and yearning culminated in a single release of pure sexual frenzy that ran on and on.

As soon as the first wave crested, Kayla turned on the vibrator in a fourth anal bead. Marla was immediately thrown in a roller coaster ride of sexual thrills that lasted a full minute more.

Kayla was still not done. As Marla's body started to relax, she turned on the fifth anal bead and sent Marla off again. As Marla raised her muzzle high to howl her pleasure, Kayla tapped the screen and turned on the sixth bead. Marla's howl came out as an inarticulate yell.

"My, my, Marla! Someone might think you were having problems," Kayla commented with a sly grin.

Marla looked at her friend. She was breathing hard as wave after wave of orgasms ran through her ass and flanks. Kayla grinned back and tapped the screen again. The last two anal beads sprang to life.

Marla nearly lost control of her body as the vibrations in her rectum jumped to new, higher levels. As it was she collapsed in a heap and assumed the fetal position. She clamped down hard with her anal and vaginal muscles to press the anal beads and Ben Wa balls against her sensitive inner flesh. Kayla could actually see her friend's hips shaking from the force of the powerful vibrators in the anal beads.

Marla felt the waves of pleasure quieting as her body spent itself. Desperately she rhythmically squeezed her flanks and anal muscles to try to prolong her pleasure. All too soon for her liking the last little ripple of pleasure lapped against her brain's pleasure centers. Totally spent, she lay shaking in the aftermath of her multiple orgasms.

Kayla turned off the beads and slid across the mat and wrapped her body around Marla. She gently stroked her pack mate's hair and fur. Both were damp with perspiration. Soon she felt Marla's body stop shaking.

"Enjoy that?" Kayla asked Marla.

Marla lifted her muzzle and looked at Kayla. She had a full open mouth grin.

"Hell, YES!" she yelled back.

Kayla rolled onto her back and started laughing so hard she had to grab her stomach. Other than perhaps Zassa in certain situations, Marla had always been the one among her friends to enjoy sexual excess the most. She was not surprised that Marla was happy with what Kayla had done to her.

"I am glad you liked it. You can thank Master David for teaching me this little trick," Kayla informed Marla.

"Master David taught you this?"

"Yes. And other things as well.

"The Academy knew very well that delayed satisfaction could trigger a much more intense orgasm, but Master David took it to a new level with me. I hated it the first time until he finally let me cum. Then I understood his game. Since then I've been a willing if very sexually frustrated participant!"

Marla looked at Kayla slyly and asked, "Am I going to get to see any of the other tricks he taught you today?"

"Perhaps. But only if you are a good little slave."

Marla turned over and lay half on Kayla with her upper torso supported on her forearms. She looked down at her Mistress and asked, "May I now return the favor and pleasure you, Mistress?"

Kayla grinned up at Marla and asked, "What did you have in mind, Slave?"

Marla grabbed a bolster and three pillows from the nearby pile. She placed the bolster perpendicular to Kayla's body and even with her waist. The largest pillow went on the mat on the side away from Marla and even with Kayla's shoulders. The two smaller pillows were placed well separated on the side of the bolster closest to Marla even with Kayla's knees.

Kayla watched with interest as Marla arranged the pillows. She could tell what Marla had in mind from their training, but she was going to wait for Marla to serve her as a proper sex slave should.

When she was done positioning everything, Marla knelt with her hands palm up on her thighs and head bowed.

"May I start now, Mistress?" she demurely asked.

Kayla grinned and replied, "You may."

Marla reached out and rolled Kayla over and positioned her body carefully. The bolster raised her flanks high in the air. The larger pillow provided a comfortable padded resting spot for her Mistress' breasts and upper body. Marla spread Kayla's legs wide and placed her knees on the small pillows. She gently pushed Kayla's tail off to her left.

Kayla was well positioned for easy access to her cunt and tail hole while the pillows would hold her comfortably indefinitely.

Marla went down onto her forearms and knees beside Kayla's right foot. Kayla turned her head and watched Marla as she crawled across the mat and slid her muzzle under Kayla's tail.

Marla began by gently nuzzling Kayla's cunt and tail hole. She barely brushed Kayla's sensitive skin with the tip of her nose. She could feel the rising heat of Kayla's sex and smell her arousal, though. She pressed her nose harder against Kayla's cunt until her outer lips were just parted. She had hoped to get a reaction from Kayla, but Kayla used her training and remained still and waited for Marla. The otteress was obviously not going to make things easy for Marla, but the wolfess had expected that and was not surprised.

Marla rubbed her nose up and down Kayla's slit. She parted her lips slightly. The tip of her tongue reached out and ran up and down the edge of Kayla's inner labia. Marla was rewarded with a small moan from Kayla for her efforts. She grinned at her friend's obvious enjoyment.

Marla used her left paw to lift Kayla's thick tail high in the air to give her better access to her friend's crotch. She did not see Kayla pick up the remote control again, but she heard the small beep as Kayla touched the screen again. The clit vibrator hummed to life. The two probes began to vibrate. Marla took the hint and ran her tongue over Kayla's clitoris. The vibrations of the clit vibrator grew stronger.

Marla worked harder on Kayla's clit and was rewarded with steadily stronger vibrations on her own crotch. Marla could feel her cunt juices streaming down her inner thighs. Just as Marla brought off Kayla again, the clit vibrator kicked into overdrive. Marla was sent off into her own little pleasure world. The mutual cries of pleasure from the two climaxing femfurs echoed off the hard walls of the dungeon.

The two pack mates lay panting for a few minutes, momentarily drained by their sexual exertions. Soon, though, Kayla half turned and reached back with her right paw. She ruffled Marla's hair and told her, "Good girl! Care to try that again?"

Marla smiled up at her friend. She quickly got back to work underneath Kayla's tail. This time she used her fingers to stretch Kayla's pussy lips wide. She drove her tongue deep into Kayla's cunny and worked over the inside of her sopping wet cunt. Marla eagerly lapped up her pack mate's juices. Deep within her cunt Marla felt the Ben Wa balls that had been pressing hard against the inside of her vagina come to life. Soon their steady hum could be heard clearly by both females.

The tension grew in both female's bodies as they both climbed to another climax. Kayla tapped the code to bring the Ben Wa balls up to maximum. Marla withdrew her muzzle from Kayla's cunt and yelped as her body achieved yet another climax. She closed her eyes as waves of pleasure washed over her.

When she opened her eyes, she was greeted by the scowling muzzle of Kayla. Suddenly Marla realized in her own release she had failed to bring her Mistress to orgasm as well.

Kayla drummed her right fingers on the bolster. Marla swallowed hard. Kayla looked like she was going to punish her Slave hard for her error. For the moment, though, she merely pointed at her crotch and ordered Marla, "Finish up, Slave!"

Marla quickly brought off Kayla. When she was done, she slid down and lay on her belly with her tail beneath her in a submissive posture.

Kayla turned over and reclined against the bolster. She smiled down at the submissive Marla. She took her friend's leash and slowly pulled her forward until Marla was muzzle to muzzle with Kayla.

Kayla stroked the left side of Marla's face. She knew Marla was expecting a severe punishment. At the Academy the penalties for achieving orgasms before the Master or Mistress were extremely harsh. Clients of Marla no doubt would have beaten her senseless for such errant behavior.

Instead Kayla asked Marla "So, you want to play games like finishing before your Mistress, do you, Slave? Perhaps you need to be taught proper behavior."

Marla was not sure what Kayla meant, but she risked a quick glance at Kayla's face. She was smiling, and there was a certain sly quality in the half closed eyes. Marla did not know what she had in mind, but it promised to be interesting and likely not bad.

Kayla pulled down on the leash and led Marla's head to Kayla's ample bosom. Kayla touched the remote control, and the nipple clamps came to life for a single brief instant. Marla took their meaning and quickly started to lick and nip Kayla's half erect nipples. Under Marla's sometimes not so gentle care they rapidly hardened.

Marla felt the bra she was wearing come to life. The nubs on the inside rippled in synchronized waves across the underside of her breasts. It felt as if an unseen fur was stroking her breasts. Marla moaned in pleasure but did not stop licking Kayla's left nipple. She worked harder to bring Kayla closer and closer to cumming.

Marla brought her paws up and grabbed Kayla's breasts. She kneaded them gently using her fingers and palms. Kayla moaned at the sensual pleasure Marla was giving her. She could feel her body mounting towards another climax as Marla used her training to excite and pleasure her Mistress.

Kayla watched her Slave through slitted eyes. Marla was close to another climax of her own. Kayla slowed the vibrators and nubs just a bit to delay Marla's release. When she felt her own body let go, her thumb hit the off button. All of the electronic stimulation of Marla's body instantly ceased. Marla was left whimpering as she half lay on Kayla.

When Kayla's orgasm had run its course, she reached down and wrapped several lengths of Marla's leash about her left paw. She drew the despondent wolf up until they were again muzzle to muzzle.

Kayla grinned wickedly at Marla and said, "Now we are even!"

Marla picked up the challenge in her friend's tone and look. She openly grinned back at Kayla, Her friend just laughed and released Marla's leash. Kayla tapped out a code on the remote and suddenly the inside of Marla's panties came to life. Marla nearly doubled over as her flanks and crotch were rhythmically rubbed by the nubs inside her panties.

The two females spent well over an hour playing their little game. Each sought to bring the other to the very edge of an orgasm and then leave her partner hanging while cumming herself. Both used their considerable skills learned at the Academy and experience gained since that awful time. At first Marla fared better since she had been performing for different furs nightly at the bordello and later on the coffle. Kayla soon hit her stride, and matched Marla orgasm to orgasm.

Kayla finally had to call a break in their play. Both were drenched in sweat. The dungeon positively reeked with the smell of their desire and sexual fulfillment. The mat cover was soaked with their juices. Both females lay panting for several minutes before either was able to do much.

Kayla got up first. She removed the clamps and vibrators including the panties and bra from Marla. She left the Ben Wa balls and anal beads buried within Marla, though.

"They will probably come in handy later," she confided in Marla.

Kayla led Marla back to the bathroom. Marla was surprised to learn that her bedroom had a direct connection to the dungeon. It offered some interesting opportunities for late night enjoyment if she was not sharing her Master's bed.

Kayla had Marla draw a bath for them. She sat in the middle of the tub and let the wolfess wash the sweat and other things from her pelt. She took several opportunities to feel up Marla as she stood beside her or bent over to work the shampoo into Kayla's fur.

After Marla was done bathing Kayla, Kayla forced her to stand in the middle of the tub with her legs spread wide and her paws behind her neck with fingers intertwined. She ordered her to remain perfectly still.

Kayla used a large sponge to wet down Marla's entire pelt and hair. She took particular pains to ensure that Marla's inner thighs and crotch were rinsed. She brought out more fur shampoo and worked it into a lather between her paws. She moved her paws to Marla's legs just above the knees. She worked steadily upwards until her paws came to her pack mate's crotch and flanks.

Despite all she had been through, Marla felt her body responding to her pack mate's gentle touch. Kayla had always been excellent at gentle and romantic situations. She only had trouble with the rougher stuff that Marla enjoyed. Still, Marla was enjoying Kayla's touch now. She started to shift under Kayla's hands.

Kayla slapped the end of the leash against Marla's right flank. The crack of leather striking wet fur rang through the bathroom. Marla felt a moment of pain followed by a growing glow from her flank.

"I told you to remain still, Slave" Kayla scolded.

Kayla's paws returned to Marla's crotch. She worked several fingers into Marla's waiting cunt.

Marla closed her eyes and groaned. She started to thrust her crotch forward. Her vaginal muscles contracted about the digits within her. Despite the warning, she was far too hot to remain still when she knew she could get away with her behavior.

Marla felt the fingers leave her quim. Her eyes opened. Kayla was getting out of the tub and reaching for a towel.

"If you cannot obey orders and remain still you can wash yourself down with cold water, Slave," Kayla told Marla.

Marla cursed herself under her breath. She knew that Kayla was playing the role of Mistress to the hilt, but she had not played her role of slave appropriately. She reached for the hand shower and quickly and efficiently hosed herself down. The cold water bit into her skin, but she said nothing. When she was done, Marla drained the tub and got out. Kayla handed her a couple of towels without a word. Marla quickly dried her fur and hair as best she could. When she was done, she set down the towels in the corner and knelt before Kayla.

Throughout all of it Kayla had been watching Marla implacably. There was not a single hint of emotion in her Mistress' face as Marla looked up at her. Wordlessly Marla dropped her gaze to the floor. She took the end of her leash in her two paws and lifted it up before her to present it to her Mistress.

Kayla took the lead.

"Come, Slave!" Kayla curtly told Marla.

Kayla took Marla back into the dungeon. She stopped at a station near the door to the bathroom. On the floor was an open set of horizontal stocks. A shackle was set in the floor about six feet behind the stocks. Above the stocks was a spreader bar suspended from the ceiling with a pair of cuffs hanging from the ends.

Kayla pointed to a spot between the open stocks.

"Stand here, Slave!" Kayla ordered Marla.

Somewhat reluctantly Marla stood inside the stocks. Without being told she spread her legs wide enough so her ankles would fit in the holes in the stocks, Kayla reached down and closed the stocks. The padding on the inside of the holes gently gripped Marla just above her ankles.

Kayla grabbed Marla's left wrist and pulled her arm up. She secured Marla's wrist in one of the padded cuffs hanging from the spreader bar. The cuff held her paw comfortably just above her head. She watched as Kayla walked to the other side of Marla and secured her right wrist. Marla was standing in a modified spread-eagled position, but she was in no real discomfort.

Kayla slid her arms around Marla's waist. A smile had returned to her muzzle. She leaned in and deposited a quick kiss on Marla's lips.

Kayla giggled a bit in Marla's ear.

"Time to have some more fun," she whispered to Marla. "I saw how much you wanted to cum back in the tub, but we are playing Mistress/Slave and I cannot allow you to disobey my orders like that now, can I?"

Kayla let go of Marla and practically bounced over to a nearby case. Marla could see her remove a small ball gag, a cuff with a single O-ring and a fleece lined blindfold. She also grabbed a length of rope from a nearby hook.

Kayla placed the gag and blindfold down on the stocks before kneeling behind Marla. She ran one end of the rope through the shackle. She grabbed Marla's tail and put the cuff on it. The rope went through the ring. Kayla pulled the two ends together and tied them off. Marla's tail was held behind her so she could not bring it around to protect herself, but she could still move it through a considerable range.

Kayla grabbed the gag and blindfold. She stood in front of Marla and grinned.

"Open up, Slave!" she said sprightly.

Wordlessly Marla opened her muzzle. Kayla popped the ball into Marla's mouth. She lightly secured a strap behind Marla's head to hold the gag in place. A second strap wrapped around Marla's muzzle and forced her to clamp down on the ball gag.

The blindfold came next. Marla shivered in anticipation as her world went dark. She swiveled her ears back and forth to catch the slightest sound Kayla was making. She heard Kayla laugh and then felt her scritch just behind Marla's left ear.

"Nervous, Slave?" Kayla asked Marla.

Marla slowly nodded her head yes. The incident in the bathtub had left her uncertain. It had been years since she had last seen Kayla at the Academy just before they had been placed in the psycho-conditioning booths and blindfolded for sale.

Kayla's paw ran over Marla's sides and worked around to her back. Marla felt Kayla gently massaging her back.

"If you want, Marla, we can stop now," Kayla quietly said. "If we continue, I promise not to hurt you."

Marla heard the sincerity and concern in her pack mate's voice. Once again she wondered how she had gotten so lucky to have been found by Kayla and Master David and taken into their pack.

Marla strongly shook her head no. In truth, despite her recent trepidation and periods of extreme sexual frustration, she was having a blast. The only real problem she was having was reconciling Kayla's assertive nature with Marla's memories of a quiet, scared otteress who hated sex. For the first time in years she was not being forced to serve some randy fur that only viewed her as a pleasure toy. Kayla was giving as well as she was getting. They were playing games with each other where the ultimate goal was to pleasure each other. Marla enjoyed feeling a part of a pack again and using her talents to bring pleasure and contentment to another fur whom she loved.

Kayla pulled Marla's head down slightly. She continued to scritch her left ear but also started to nuzzle it. Marla giggled into her gag as Kayla's tongue slid into her ear and brushed up against her sensitive hairs. Kayla proceeded to give the inside of both her ears a thorough tongue washing. Marla was glad for the restraints that kept her at least partially still.

Kayla's tongue trailed over Marla's face, gently bathing her face and muzzle. Her paws stroked Marla's hair and face. Marla was reminded of the times many years ago her mother had done the same when as a cub Marla had been frightened or scared. The memories and her friend's tenderness brought unexpected comfort and an inner peace Marla had not felt for some time.

Kayla continued to work her way down Marla's body. Her muzzle and paws briefly lingered on Marla's breasts. Marla sighed contentedly as Kayla lightly caressed her breasts with fingers and tongue. Kayla's paws slid down Marla's side and her tongue ran down the center of Marla's taut stomach as Kayla dropped to her knees. Marla could feel the light breeze of Kayla's breath against her engorged labia and clitoris.

Even Marla's gag could not fully contain the full throated moan she let loose when Kayla's tongue slid into her slit. Before when she was playing with her Kayla had been teasing Marla. Now she was fully committed to pleasuring her friend. She used all of the skills she had been taught at the Academy or learned since to slowly bring Marla to ever greater heights of arousal and eventual climax.

Marla expected her to stop, but instead Kayla continued to slide her tongue in, out and around Marla's snatch. Marla's first orgasm was followed in short order by a second and third and still Kayla continued to lick Marla to new heights of ecstasy.

Marla lost track of time. Kayla had settled down kneeling in front of her and seemed perfectly content to spend the rest of eternity slowly drawing her moist tongue over Marla's outer labia before sliding her tongue deep into Marla's pussy or gently dancing her tongue tip over Marla's engorged clitoris. Marla just held as still as possible and enjoyed the ride.

Marla screamed into her gag and her eyes flew open wide. A third paw had brushed against her face. She had heard no one enter the dungeon. Her heart pounded in her chest.

"Hello, Marla. Enjoying yourself?" Master David asked her.

Their Master was home, and he had caught his two slaves pleasuring themselves without permission in his dungeon.

What was he going to do to them?