# Domination and Submission

Author: Tux
Tags: Adult, BDSM, Ballgag, Biting, Bound, Breathplay, Clit, Collar, Cunnilingus, Dominatrix, Erotic, Foot Fetish, Gag, Kinky, Lesbian, Love, Lust, Mythological Creature, Naked, Paddling, Pet, Pussy, Ropes, Strap-On, Sub

Something I wrote a while back and just now decided to upload.

    The cool air caused her unusually pale skin to prickle and her pierced nipples to   
stand erect.  The heavy weight of the warm steel collar was a reassurance while the   
blindfold across her eyes served to be the opposite.  Her hands bound behind her back,   
Delectatio shifted slightly causing the bells dangling from the piercings of her nipples   
to jingle as a result.  Her nine gold colored vulpine tails twitched excitedly in the   
still air as she waited for her mistress.

    Magister admired her pet from a distance, her golden catlike eyes having no   
trouble seeing in the dim light.  Her long, curly, platinum hair hung loose, tumbling   
half way down her back in a thick unruly mane.  In contrast, her companion's straight   
black hair worn in a bob cut barely touched her shoulders.  Her skin, unlike her   
companion's was a warm tan and her tails numbered only three.

    Making her way over to Delectatio hips swaying, a sideways smirk on her blue   
painted lips, her high-heeled shoes clacking against the cold stone, Magister cupped her   
companion's ample bust from behind; pressing her flat chest against Delectatio's back in   
the process.  Kissing her way up Delectatio's neck, she whispered softly into her ear, "I   
am so jealous of these," Magister said, squeezing her companion's breasts in emphasis   
causing the bells once again to jingle.

    Her companion remained quiet, allowing Magister to molest and tease her unabated.    
Pinching, twisting, and pulling on Delectatio's nipples in a mock milking motion,   
Magister listened to the music of the chiming bells.  Grinning as she watched   
Delectatio's pale lips part, hearing her breathing quicken and feeling her muscles tense,   
Magister licked the supple skin of her lover's cheek.  "Hmm, you make a nice little toy,"   
whispered Magister, allowing her right hand to trail down Delectatio's stomach before   
plunging her middle finger into the woman's sex.  "Oh, someone's already quite wet," she   
added, reveling in the wet noises as she pumped her finger into and out of Delectatio's   
soaking sex.

    She delighted in the way Delectatio bit her bottom lip, as her breathing became   
ragged, and in the way her sex was slick and warm.  Sliding her now well-lubricated   
finger out of Delectatio's vagina, Magister began softly sliding the tip of her middle   
finger against the tip of her lover's clitoris; pausing only long enough to coat her   
finger again in Delectatio's increasingly wet sex.  "You want so badly to be able to   
express yourself don't you," inquired Magister, shifting position to stand on   
Delectatio's left side; sliding the index finger of her opposite hand quickly down her   
lover's side.  "I bet this will get a reaction out of you though," Magister smirked,   
slurping her index finger as she slid the middle finger of her other hand back into   
Delectatio's sex, pressing her newly wetted index finger to her lover's anus; penetrating   
it slowly.

    Magister chuckled as she saw Delectatio's tails straighten and twitch erratically   
from the anal penetration.  Delectatio bit down even harder on her lip, nearly drawing   
blood as Magister continued fingering both of her holes in a methodical and rhythmic   
fashion.  "Who's my little anal nymph," inquired Magister with a wide grin, the wet   
sounds from her companion's groin becoming more prominent because of the recently added   
stimulation.  "You're such a dirty little whore, you know that," she again inquired,   
punctuating the question with a bite to Delectatio's neck.

    She could tell she was getting the desired response from her partner because of   
the deep blush staining her cheeks.  Cooing into Delectatio's ear, Magister picked up the   
pace with her fingers, just enough to know that she had her partner on the edge of what   
she could stand without breaking her statuesque silence.  Simultaneously pulling her   
index finger from Delectatio's ass, and once again teasing her clitoris with the middle   
finger of her other hand; Magister slapped her companion's ass with her now free hand.    
The loud, meaty, stinging thwack caused Delectatio to let out a choked squeak and   
Magister to grin broadly.

    "Looks like someone can't keep their mouth shut," whispered Magister into her   
lover's ear in a rather sinister fashion.  "Perhaps I should get the ball gag," she mock   
inquired, flicking Delectatio's clitoris to punctuate her question, before stepping back   
from her lover and going to find the aforementioned item.

    Delectatio could hear her mistress' heels clack again against the cold stone   
floor, moving away from her before ceasing all together.  A few moments passed in silence   
before the clacking of her mistress' heels were heard again.  "Open your mouth," she said   
simply, to which Delectatio complied without hesitation.  "That's a good girl," cooed   
Magister, sliding the ball gag into Delectatio's mouth and latching it behind her head.

    Delectatio hated the taste of the hard rubber ball, but she accepted her   
punishment, even if unfairly given.  Magister delivered another smack to her lover's   
round ass, harder than the one before.  She delighted in both the muffled squeal and the   
already reddening skin in the shape of her hand.  Magister moved to the front of   
Delectatio, roughly handling her lover's breasts as she half kissed, half bit her way up   
and down her partner's neck.

    No longer having to force herself to be quiet, Delectatio moaned at the onslaught,   
relishing the pain and pleasure that her mistress gave her.  The muffled moans only   
served to spur Magister on, biting and licking her way down Delectatio's neck, across her   
collarbone, and finally down to her right breast before taking the piercing in her teeth,   
giving a slight tug.  Magister's right hand cupped Delectatio's left buttock as the poor   
girl leaned forward in response to the tug on her piercing.  Taking Delectatio's nipple   
into her mouth, Magister's tongue played with the piercing again listening to the chiming   
of the attached bell as she suckled on her pet's nipple.

    Magister's left hand found its way back around to Delectatio's ass, sliding across   
her right buttock to her recently used anus, this time sliding both her index and middle   
finger into the tight hole.  She continued suckling as her fingers slid in and out of   
Delectatio's ass, delighting in the music these actions caused.  Her pet's breathing was   
quick, heavy and she was starting to sweat, making her skin slick, cool and soft to the   
touch.  Magister pulled her lips from Delectatio's nipple with a loud wet pop, grinning   
as she felt her lover shiver from the sensation.

    Burying her face against Delectatio's bosom, Magister delighted in their softness,   
the smoothness of her skin, and the salty taste of her pet's flesh as her tongue slid   
across it.  She could feel her own dampness growing as she left hickies on Delectatio's   
breasts, and found herself grinding slighting into her love's left thigh.  "I want to   
fuck you so badly you wet little whore," she hissed lustfully into her companion's ear,   
purring as she saw the flush deepen upon Delectatio's cheeks.

    She continued grinding into Delectatio's thigh, huffing softly with her own need   
as she sought relief from her own sexual desire.  Sliding her fingers out of Delectatio's   
ass once again, Magister moaned into her ear as she continued rubbing her damp pussy   
against her lover's wet thigh.  "Hmm, someone likes this a bit too much," Magister   
teased, enjoying the way Delectatio's face went from rose tinted around her cheeks to   
beet red all over from just that one comment.  "Oh," Magister grunted, pressing firmly   
against her pet's thigh, sending a shiver down her own spine and causing Delectatio to   
press her thigh ever so slightly against her mistress' pussy as Magister added huffily,   
"We both know how much my little whore loves being treated as a toy."

    Magister knew exactly what she was doing; Delectatio's arousal was so great that   
it only took those words to trigger her first orgasm.  Almost immediately, Magister's   
fingers found their way back to Delectatio's clitoris, rubbing firmly on the sensitive   
organ to usher along her pet's second orgasm, the third coming soon after the second.    
After a half dozen, Delectatio was weak in the knees, her chest heaving as she recovered   
from the magnum opus of orgasms.  Magister watched coolly through her partner's sexual   
high and the eventual cool down, her own sexual desire momentarily forgotten.  "Well,   
someone just had a lot of fun," commented Magister with a smirk; gyrating her hips again   
as her sexual desire reestablished itself.

    "Mmm, my little puta liked that didn't she," purred Magister, before sucking on   
the base of Delectatio's neck for a moment.  Looking down to Delectatio's breasts, she   
could already see several oval bruises dotting each one; "Oh, those certainly are coming   
in nicely," she commented, tracing one of the bruises with her index finger.

    Basking in her increasing arousal, Magister pressed herself more firmly against   
Delectatio's thigh.  "I bet you want to taste this don't you," Magister breathlessly   
whispered, grinning sadistically as she saw the blush return to her lover's cheeks.  "You   
can't wait to wrap your eager lips around my wet pussy can you?  To taste that forbidden   
ambrosia you so crave like the little whore you are," she growled lustfully, biting down   
on Delectatio's bottom lips harshly after finishing; drawing blood in the process.

    Sucking on the fresh wound, Magister delighted in the tangy coppery taste of her   
love's blood.  Her index finger slipped its way between Delectatio's thigh and her   
clitoris, rubbing furiously with sadistic glee.  With a low growl, Magister's other hand   
grabbed a fist full of Delectatio's hair and forced her head forward toward her.  Both of   
them were moaning as Magister deftly unbuckled the ball gag, moving her face back from   
Delectatio's just long enough to let the ball gag slip to the floor.  Before it had hit,   
she had mashed her lips against Delectatio's slipping her tongue into her pet's mouth as   
her index finger continued to work on her own clitoris.

    Magister's eyes widened at the sudden pull on her tongue as Delectatio sucked on   
it.  Her orgasm coming as their tongues slid against and around one another's in a faux   
dance.  Once her orgasm passed, Magister's hand slid from between their bodies and cupped   
Delectatio's left breast.  Their tongues continued rubbing, thrusting, and caressing as   
the bell once again sprang to life.

    Magister broke the kiss, delivering a sharp nip to the hollow of Delectatio's neck   
afterwards.  "You certainly are being bold tonight," whispered Magister, her nose   
touching Delectatio's, their lips brushing softly as she spoke.  "Maybe we should put   
that little mouth of yours to good use after all," she mused, kissing Delectatio softly.    
"My clit's been waiting to feel that talented tongue of yours after all," Magister   
continued after the kiss, nuzzling her nose against Delectataio's.  "But, there is still   
the problem of your punishment," said Magister stepping back, bringing her index finger   
to her chin as she thought about where to take this revelation.

    Hooking a finger between Delectatio's neck and the steel collar, Magister gave a   
slight tug, leading Delectatio from her current spot to a nearby corner.  Leaving her   
there, Magister looked up and down the wall until she had found what she was looking for;   
a four-inch wide by inch thick oak paddle.  Taking it off the wall and giving it a few   
test swings, Magister made her way back to Delectatio.  "Spread your legs," Magister   
said, grabbing a hand full of Delectatio's hair and pressed her face into the corner as   
she followed the command.

    Letting go of Delectatio's hair, Magister gripped the long leather bound handle   
with both hands, drawing back and swinging.  The resounding smack as the hard wood met   
subtle flesh was drowned out by Delectatio's painful cry.  Hearing the pain in her   
companion's cry drew another sadistic grin from Magister as she readied the paddle for   
another swing.  Blow after blow came as Delectatio's throat grew horse, and Magister only   
stopped once her blows were met only with soft whimpers.  Panting as she dropped the   
paddle to the floor with a resounding smack, Magister admired her handiwork.

    The round flesh of Delectatio's ass ran the gamut from bright red to deep purple.    
Placing her right hand on Delectatio's left buttock resulted in a whimper; her left hand   
grabbed another fist full of hair and yanked her head back so that her ear was next to   
Magister's lips.  "Maybe next time you'll remember not to cry out when you're not   
supposed to," Magister hissed, biting down upon her lover's earlobe with her canines.

    Despite her mistress' rough treatment Delectatio was so wet she was practically   
dripping, the bite to her ear was simply icing on the proverbial cake.  She found herself   
being led away from the corner by the arm presumably back to the original spot her   
mistress had her in.  "On your knees," Magister said with a lick to the newest wound on   
her love's body.

    While her pet was doing that, Magister made her way over to the wall again, heels   
clacking the entire way; looking over the various instruments hung from hooks in the   
wall.  Deciding on a black ribbed strap-on in a tough leather harness, Magister grabbed a   
tube of lubricant from the nearby shelf.  Sliding the strap-on up her legs and adjusting   
the straps around her hips until they were snug, Magister popped off the top and squeezed   
a generous helping onto the fake phallus rubbing it around.  Snapping the top back on and   
placing the tube back onto the shelf, Magister walked back to Delectatio.

    "I think I prefer you face down ass up," commented Magister, placing a foot on   
Delectatio's shoulder and giving a slight shove.

    The bells jingled once again as Delectatio's top half hit the cool stone floor,   
leaving her recently beaten ass up in the air for Magister to admire.  "I know where this   
is going," Magister teased as she tapped each of Delectatio's thighs with her toe.

    Sliding her legs further apart, Delectatio waited for what she knew was coming.    
Sinking to her knees, Magister grabbed Delectatio's hips and pushed the tip of the strap-  
on against her lover's anus.  With a quick thrust, Magister buried the strap-on into her   
partner; earning a slight whimper as her body impacted the bruised flesh of Delectatio's   
ass.  Starting a slow, firm pace, Magister moved her hands from Delectatio's hips to cup   
both of her heavily bruised buttocks.  "What happened to all the moaning from before,"   
Magister mocked with a twisted grin; slapping her companion's left buttock firmly;   
eliciting another soft whimper from her.

    Caressing, squeezing, and rubbing the bruised orbs as she continued to thrust,   
Magister enjoyed the soft whimpers, the panting, and the jingling of bells coming from   
the girl beneath her.  Magister continued her activities, increasing her pace only   
slightly with the strap-on as she asked aloud, "I bet you can't even decide which you   
like more, the pain in your cute little cheeks or being fucked in your dirty little hole   
can you?"

    She couldn't see it, but Magister knew that her partner was blushing again.    
Slipping her hands from the bruised buttocks to her companion's hips once again, Magister   
dug her nails into them.  She continued pounding into Delectatio's ass as the girl   
whimpered beneath her, tightening her grip on her girl's hips as she leaned over her.    
Shifting position form being on her knees to a squat, Magister pulled Delectatio closer   
to her increasing the speed of her thrusts, much to the enjoyment of her lover.

    Delectatio lost track of time as her mistress continued pounding into her, she   
could hear Magister panting softly and feel her slick skin when it brushed against her   
own.  Delectatio already had several orgasms during the course of this activity alone and   
was well on her way to another when her head was yanked from the floor by her hair   
causing her to whimper softly.  The force of her mistress' thrusts increased, and   
Delectatio couldn't help a smile slowly spreading across her lips; hearing her mistress'   
short sharp grunts timing her thrusts.  She would be moaning if her throat wasn't still   
too sore to do so, instead she settled for the occasional whimper to urge her mistress   
on.

    Giving one final thrust, Magister used her lover to prop herself up as she slipped   
down to her knees again, panting from exertion as she let go of Delectatio's hair.  After   
a moment to catch her breath, Magister slid the strap-on out of her lover's body, undoing   
the straps and slid it down her legs.  Standing up just long enough to step out of it and   
toss it aside, Magister sank back to her knees, kneading and caressing the bruised flesh   
of her love.  "I think I like this shade on you," Magister commented, giving Delectatio's   
ass a slap.

    Delectatio grunted slightly at the slap, but stayed on her knees while Magister   
stood up once again.  "Well, well, well," Magister said, circling Delectatio as she   
looked her over.  "It's pretty fucking clear you enjoy that more than is probably   
healthy," Magister finished with a chuckle.  "You may stand up now," said Magister,   
stretching to work out the cramps in her legs.

    Delectatio complied as quickly as she could, given her hands were still bound   
behind her back.  Once her pet had reached her feet, Magister slapped her playfully in   
the face.  "Took you long enough," she said with a smirk before kissing Delectatio.    
"Hmm; maybe I should let you do what you've no doubt been thinking of doing all night   
with that sick perverted mind of yours," teased Magister, taking the blindfold from   
Delectatio's eyes; revealing the violet orbs for the first time this evening.

    "Scortumi parum," Magister said with a smirk, grabbing Delectatio by the mandible   
before kissing her again.  Their tongues played against each other's once again as their   
kiss deepened.  After a few moments Magister broke the kiss, "Well, you were such a good   
girl accepting your punishment today maybe I'll finally let you have your fun," she said   
with a smirk before adding, "I might even untie your hands too."

    Magister did just that, undoing the leather bindings holding Delectatio's hands   
before tossing them aside.  Delectatio stood where she had been, rubbing her sore wrists   
as Magister put some distance between the two of them.  "Come here," Magister said   
simply, looking at Delectatio expectantly.

    Delectatio knew better than to fall for that trick so instead of walking over she   
got on her hands and knees and crawled over to her mistress as seductively as one could   
crawl.  "Well, someone's learning quite nicely," Magister said as Delectatio reached her   
and sat at her feet.  Delectatio wasted no time in kissing her way up her mistress'   
thigh, but was halted before she could reach what she wanted.  "No.  You know if you want   
to do that you have to ask me," said Magister, yanking Delectatio's head back by the hair   
to stare down at her grinning.

    The look in Delectatio's eyes was more than enough to convey what it was she   
wanted; but Magister had always been one to like her explicitly asking for it.  "Please,"   
Delectatio whispered hoarsely.

    "Please what," Magister asked with a raised brow.

    "Let me... touch you," answered Delectatio barely above a whisper as a blush once   
again stained her cheeks.

    "Touch me where," asked Magister with a grin.

    "Your pussy," Delectatio half mumbled half whispered, looking down and blushing   
even more as she said it.

    "And what pray tell would you want to touch it with," inquired Magister mockingly,   
a wide grin on her face.

    Delectatio's face was burning and she barely managed to mumble "M-my lips... and   
tongue."

    "Well, since you asked so nicely it would only be mean to deny you," Magister said   
as she let go of Delectatio's hair.

    She needed no more prompting than that.  Delectatio set to work, kissing, licking,   
and nuzzling into her mistress' vulva.  Feeling the warm smooth skin against her face as   
she continued nuzzling into her mistress, Delectatio smeared the dampness of her mistress   
against her face in the process.  "Fuck!  You're an eager little slut aren't you,"   
Magister stated more than asked; drawing another blush from Delectatio.

    Delectatio's tongue lapped at her mistress's clitoris as she felt her mistress   
drape a leg over her shoulder, allowing for better access to it.  She continued her work,   
running the tip of her tongue against the left side of Magister's clitoris.  This caused   
Magister's legs to twitch, the one draped over Delectatio's shoulder urging her closer to   
her sex.  Grabbing Delectatio by the hair and pressing her face into her vulva Magister   
growled, "I HATE it when you do that you little bitch!"  She was lying through her teeth   
of course, but she figured it was as good an excuse as any to manhandle Delectatio some   
more.

    Opening her mouth as wide as she could, Delectatio's tongue continued its work on   
her mistress' clitoris.  As she continued caressing it with her tongue, the only hint she   
had that she was doing anything right was the increasing amount of pussy her mistress was   
trying to stuff into her mouth.  Magister could feel Delectatio's warm breath as she   
breathed heavily through her nose while working on her clitoris.  "That's a good girl,"   
cooed Magister just as Delectatio once again hit the spot on her clitoris that made her   
legs twitch instinctively.

    Magister was moaning as her pet continued to work on her clitoris, her talented   
tongue caressing it in much more intimate ways that even Magister's own fingers could   
manage.  Closing her eyes Magister leaned against Delectatio as she started panting   
softly.  It continued like this for several long moments as Magister's panting grew more   
prominent, leaning even more against Delectatio as her tongue continued rubbing and  
teasing her mistress' clitoris.  "Yes!  Yes!  That's the spot you little clit whore,"   
Magister whispered excitedly, her own face becoming flush as she all but hung off her   
lover.

    It didn't take much longer for Magister's orgasm to hit and went it did she ground   
herself into Delectatio's face.  Delectatio would have continued if her head hadn't been   
suddenly and violently jerked back, causing her to whimper slightly.  "Oh, no, no, no,"   
said Magister, glaring down at Delectatio darkly.

    Looking into those gold orbs made Delectatio shiver with fear and excitement, for   
they promised much darker things to happen very shortly.  She knew things were about to   
get interesting when she was pushed back forcefully causing her to land hard on her back,   
knocking the air out of her, leaving her laying on her own legs.  Before she could so   
much as grunt from the force of the impact Magister was on top of her, straddling her   
just below her breasts and wrapping her hands around Delectatio's throat.  Looking into   
Magister's eyes as her hands tightened around her throat; causing her vision to blur and   
stars to dance around the edges of it Delectatio couldn't help but feel a little arousal.

    Magister watched in unabated sadistic glee as the light in Delectatio's eyes   
slowly dimmed.  Just before her partner lost consciousness Magister loosened her grip on   
her throat, noticing her own wetness as her companion coughed and gasped for air.  Just   
as Delectatio regained her breath Magister once again tightened her grip, shifting her   
weight forward onto Delectatio's neck.  "You look so good lying helpless on the floor,"   
whispered Magister sadistically as she watched Delectatio's eyelids begin to flutter,   
easing up once again just before her companion lost consciousness.

    "My little bitch should feel proud of herself, she can get me off without even   
touching me," Magister cooed, grinning as she once again tightened her grip on   
Delectatio's throat.

    The next time that she loosened her grip on Delectatio's throat, Magister slipped   
one hand off it and to her groin.  Delectatio's arousal grew watching her mistress play   
with herself as she started choking her once again, this time with only one hand.    
Magister was surprised with how quickly she managed to get off while mistreating her   
friend in this way; she'd have to remember that for later.  Letting go of Delectatio's   
throat again, Magister ran her hand through her hair once her orgasm subsided.  "Fuck,"   
Magister sighed heavily, looking down into her eyes of her lover.  "I swear no one ever   
gets me off as good as you."

    Delectatio beamed at the complement, rubbing her sore throat slightly as Magister   
continued looking at her as she tried to decide what next to do with her.  "I bet I could   
slice you to ribbons and you'd be screaming for more the entire time wouldn't you,"   
Magister asked with contempt.

    Delectatio blushed again as Magister climbed off her, watching as her mistress   
once again circled her; regarding her as if she was trying to decide what kind of meat   
she wanted.  "Oh you little, little whore," Magister cooed, circling Delectatio.  "What   
ever should I do with you," she inquired thoughtfully.  "After all," Magister stated   
darkly, squatting down to look Delectatio's eyes, "I already used all of your dirty   
little holes."

    Delectatio watched her mistress inquisitively as she slowly took off her shoes   
only becoming more confused when she presented her right foot to her.  "So; why don't you   
show the same zeal to my feet that you just showed to my pussy," Magister inquired,   
raising a brow as she glared down at Delectatio.

    She stared at Magister's foot dumbfounded, not sure of where to begin or even how.    
The sound of Magister clearing her throat caused Delectatio to start; rolling onto her   
stomach Delectatio kissed her mistress' foot softly.  Her tongue slid across the top of   
Magister's toes before kissing the black painted nails on each toe.  "Someone likes   
throwing herself into her work," Magister commented as Delectatio wrapped her lips around   
Magister's big toe.

    Magister was surprised to find herself getting turned on watching Delectatio treat   
her big toe like a small cock.  The fact that she was making loud slurping noises as she   
did so certainly wasn't helping her to keep her cool.  Soon afterwards, she was touching   
herself as she watched Delectatio continue licking and sucking on her toe.  Delectatio   
remained ignorant of her mistress' actions as she switched her big toe to the toe next to   
it; showing it the same affection she had the earlier one.

    Magister was well on her way to an orgasm by the time that Delectatio had gotten   
to her little toe.  She continued to play with herself as Delectatio kissed and licked   
the top of her mistress' foot; it was at this time that Magister noticed that Delectatio   
was also playing with herself.  Taking her hand form her groin and placing them on her   
hips magister spoke, "Well, someone seems to be taking liberties with herself."

    Delectatio looked up at her mistress like a small child that was just caught   
sneaking a cookie before dinner.  She couldn't help but feeling exactly like that as   
Magister glared down at her, hands on hips and a disapproving scowl on her face.  Several   
moments passed like this, Delectatio being too scared even to move her hand away from her   
wet pussy.  Magister said nothing, instead just glaring down at her as Delectatio   
continued staring up at her with wide eyes.  As she continued to glare down at her lover   
Magister asked coolly, "Maybe I should just leave since you seem to want to take matters   
into your own hands, or should I say hand?"

    Delectatio flinched from Magister's statement and averted her eyes while blushing,   
ashamed of what she had done.  "I'm sorry," Delectatio spoke softly.

    "You have no idea," Magister said darkly, grabbing Delectatio by the hair and   
jerking her to her feet.  She could see the fear in     Delectatio's violet eyes and reveled   
in it for a moment before speaking again, "Would you mind telling me what you were   
doing?"

    Delectatio tried to say something, but found that no words would come to her.    
Magister continued to stare at her, waiting for an answer as she finally managed to   
whisper, "I'm sorry."

    "I think we already established that part," said Magister coolly, giving   
Delectatio's hair a twist.  "What I asked," Magister sneered, "Is what it was you were   
doing."

    Whimpering from the pain, Delectatio stuttered, "M-mast-sturbating."  Blushing   
brightly and averting her eyes from Magister's gaze Delectatio continued in a whisper,   
"It's just, I was so turned on by you."

    "Well, someone's trying to flatter me," Magister said with a grin, "Too bad it   
won't work."  Turning from Delectatio, Magister made her way over to the wall, taking a   
pair of handcuffs, a leather strap, and a cock gag off the wall before making her way   
back to her lover.  Standing in front of Delectatio, Magister set the cock gag down on   
the ground.  Taking one pair of handcuffs Magister lopped one of the cuffs around   
Delectatio's steel callor, leaving the other to dangle between her breasts.  Magister   
didn't even have to ask for Delectatio's hands, she presented them to her freely.    
Cuffing her hands with the second set of handcuffs, Magister looped the chain through the   
dangling cuff before closing it.

    Picking the cock gag off the ground Magister slid it into Delectatio's mouth,   
causing her to gag slightly from the size of the fake member being shoved down her   
throat.  Buckling it tightly behind Delectatio's head, Magister slid the leather strap   
from around her neck before saying, "Well, since you obviously didn't learn your lesson   
the first time I think it's time for another beating."

    Swinging the leather strap, Magister connected with the small of Delectatio's   
back.  Magister watched her writhe at the sting of the strap before swinging again.    
Forty times Magister swung the strap, connecting hard with Delectatio's back every time.    
By the time she was done her love's back was striped with bleeding welts, and she was   
fairly sure Delectatio had gotten off at least once.  Smirking maliciously, Magister gave   
one final smack with the leather strap, this time to Delectatio's already heavily bruised   
ass; sending her to her knees as a result.

    "Now, name a reason I shouldn't just leave you in here like this for the rest of   
the night," Asked Magister, looking down at Delectatio.  "What's the matter," she   
taunted, "Cat got your tongue?"  She grinned as Delectatio looked up at her trying to   
convey what she wanted, but Magister wasn't paying attention.  "Have you learned your   
lesson yet or do you need more beatings tonight," Magister asked.

    Delectatio nodded her head, looking up at her mistress pleadingly for her to take   
the gag out of her mouth.  "So you're saying you need another beating," Magister asked,   
grinning sadistically.

    Delectatio shook her head emphatically, not wanting to feel the bite of the   
leather strap again tonight.  "Well, if you're sure about it," said Magister, feigning   
uncertainty.  "Never do it again," Magister said darkly, her eyes cold and emotionless as   
she glared down at the heavily bruised Delectatio.  "Now," continued Magister, tossing   
the strap aside, "Where were we?"

    Delectatio was elated when Magister unstrapped the cock gag and slid it out of her   
mouth, coughing once the phallus had been removed.  What she wasn't expecting was for   
Magister to flip it around, putting the ball side of the gag in her mouth and re-buckled   
it behind her head.  Magister couldn't help but chuckle as Delectatio crossed her eyes   
looking down at the pink colored phallus that seemed to have sprung from her mouth.    
"Now," Magister said, drawing Delectatio's full attention, "Can you be a good girl and   
choose which hole to use your newfound appendage on, or shall I have to choose for you?"

    Blushing as she made her way over to Magister on her knees, bells jingling,   
Delectatio positioned the cock end of her gag to slide into Magister's pussy.  "Well,   
seems someone's made her choice fairly quickly," Magister commented, looking down at her   
lover.

    Taking that as her cue Delectatio slid her face forward; getting a front row view   
as the faux penis penetrated her mistress' pussy.  Seeing the penetration, hearing the   
wet noises and smelling her mistress' sex as she bobbed her head back and forth,   
Delectatio wasn't surprised to find herself getting wet as well.  While Delectatio went   
to work on her pussy, Magister was busy teasing her own nipples and listening to the   
chiming of the bells attached to Delectatio's nipples.  After several moments Magister   
slipped a hand down to her clitoris, giving Delectatio something else to look at while   
she was down there.

    Magister was getting hotter and hotter in every passing moment; one had rubbing   
her clitoris while the other tweaked her left nipple.  The bells dangling from   
Delectatio's piercings jingled and chimed as her head continued to bob back and forth,   
providing her mistress with pleasure from the phallus protruding from her mouth.    
Magister soon found herself moaning softly as she continued to work on her clitoris,   
spurring Delectatio to go faster in the process.  Continuing to rub her clitoris Magister   
closed her eyes as she had an orgasm, her face flushed Magister continued to rub and   
stroke her clitoris working on another orgasm.

    By the time she had several of them Magister's face was quite flushed and her   
moaning was considerably louder.  After several more, Magister finally stopped   
Delectatio.  Taking the cock gag out of her lover's mouth, Magister flipped it back   
around and slid it back into Delectatio's mouth, much to her vexation.  "There's a good   
girl," Magister said with a sarcastic smirk.

    Stepping behind Delectatio and sinking to her knees, Magister took her time   
admiring her lover's welted and bloody back.  Sliding her finger along the various welts   
that lined her back, Magister was delighted in the way Delectatio flinched from her   
touch.  "You have no idea how good this felt," she said, tracing the bloody line with   
reverence, adding, "But then again you probably do you little pain slut you."

    Magister continued tracing the bloody welts for nearly an hour almost as if she   
were in some kind of trance.  Delectatio had stopped squirming by now instead seeming to   
enjoy the sensation, which gave Magister an idea.  Pressing herself firmly against her   
companion's recently abused back, Magister slipped three fingers into Delectatio's pussy.    
"I see that my assumption was right," Magister said, feeling how wet Delectatio had   
gotten.  "Some would say this is unhealthy," Magister teased, pausing long enough in her   
speech to let the wet noises her fingers were causing to be clearly heard, "But I happen   
to find it delightful."

    Resting her head on Delectatio's shoulder, Magister continued fingering her in   
silence.  Enjoying the feeling of her lover's sex and the jingling of the bells attached   
to her nipples, Magister kissed her softly on the neck.  "You were a good sport this   
evening," Magister said softly, as she continued slowly fingering Delectatio.  Kissing   
her way softly up Delectatio's neck Magister whispered softly into her ear, "I really do   
love you."

    Delectatio shifter slightly, trying to get Magister to increase the pace of her   
fingers.  Her hint went unfulfilled, however, as Magister just continued her slow steady   
pace, kissing up and down Delectatio's neck softly.  After a half hour of this Delectatio   
was going crazy with need, but Magister seemed oblivious to her plight.  Continuing much   
as she had, nipping the side of Delectatio's neck once just to tease her that much more.    
"I think we've had our fun for tonight," Magister said, suppressing a yawn.

    Getting up, Magister helped Delectatio up to her feet as well.  What Delectatio   
wasn't expecting was for the blindfold from before to be slid back over her eyes.  "Now,   
you be a good girl and stay right there while I go take care of all our stuff," Magister   
said as she gathered up the items used during the course of their activities.  Placing   
the items that didn't need any attention back on the wall, Magister made her way out of   
the room to clean the ones that did.

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