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Dana blinked as she watched Emma’s face pale. “You doin’ okay, Kiddo?” A wave of concern washed over her expression as Emma just shook her head, pointing to her phone. Dana read the text, looked up, and felt her pit deep in her stomach. “Oh.”
Vanessa welcomed the pair in, her eyes shifting from couple to couple as she failed to contain the lightest of grins. She handed the pair a marker and a blank sticker sheet before gesturing to the table Dana and Emma were at, the only one with any open seating at the moment. Figured.
Victoria looked mortified, whispering something just too low to make out into Cassie’s ear. The older woman simply shook her head and patted Victoria on the back as they walked. Vanessa muttered a quick reminder about following etiquette and returned to her own table, sparing the occasional glance every now and then.
“... Hey.” Cassie was the one to break the silence. “So, uh,” she cleared her throat as she stalled to find the words. “did you two have a good shift, or…?” How could there possibly be words for something like this? But Cassie knew that out of the four of them, she was the only one with a chance of smoothing this over. Somehow.
Dana scoffed, gripping tightly at the glass of water in front of her. “Don’t even start. What the hell are you doing here?”
“What the hell are you doing here?” Cassie shot back. She kept her voice quiet and calm as she spoke. “Seriously, I don’t know what part of this shocks me more.” Her gaze shifted from Dana to Emma and finally back to Dana. “I didn’t know you had it in ya.”
Emma was keeping her own eyes as firmly on the table as she could. Maybe if she just kept staring, maybe this would all turn out to be some weirdly hot bad dream. “Cassie.” Dana warned as her eyes narrowed. She instinctively wrapped an arm around Emma, which definitely didn’t help to get Cassie off her case.
Still, even she knew that there was a time and place for everything. And this was neither, not unless she wanted to blow up their entire workplace. “Relax, I’m just teasing.” Cassie flashed the older woman a casual grin. See, I’m no threat. “I mean seriously, what are the odds? Is this your first munch?”
Dana felt her jaw unclench ever so slightly. “What do you think?” Her voice lacked the edge she’d intended it to have. There was always something about Cassie that put her unnaturally at ease. It was as if she was unshakable, solid as the earth beneath their feet. “Of course it is. Is this not yours?”
It felt equally reassuring and unsettling to see Cassie blush. “I’ve been to a… few. One of the organizers is an old friend of mine from college.” She explained, as if the context magically made it make sense. “This will be her,” she gestured to Victoria. “second one.”
Dana squinted to read her nametag. Princess. She internally rolled her eyes at the name before turning her attention back to Cassie. “Isn’t that lovely.” She let out a long sigh. “How long have you two been… Y’know, together?” She dropped her voice at the last word.
Victoria was the one to speak this time. “Almost a year. I’m shocked it hasn’t found its way back to work yet.” She paused. “I never would have guessed you and Emma were a thing.”
“It’s still pretty fresh.” Admitted Dana as she squeezed Emma closer to her side. “But yeah. It’s been really nice.”
Finally, Emma looked back up and rejoined the conversation. “It was the last thing I expected either.” She laughed softly as she leaned into Dana’s embrace. “I’m guessing you two can relate.”
Dinner was oddly pleasant. The food was excellent, and the bill didn’t even make Dana want to throw up. And the more she talked with Cassie the more she came to appreciate her company. Dana had always liked to have Cassie around— dependable, funny, and somehow tough enough to be kind despite everything. But this was a side of Cassie Dana had never seen before, and it was painfully charming.
The night couldn’t last forever, and before either pair knew it they were being ushered back to the lobby and given information about next month’s meeting.
Cassie still felt wired from work, and she could tell that at least Dana felt the same way. And maybe she was completely misreading this, maybe she was making the worst mistake that she’d ever make… But something told her that this was the right move.
“Do you guys wanna come back to mine?”
All three women were shocked, and before Victoria could open her mouth to protest, Cassie clarified. “Not like that! I mean, we can, but it’s not—” She cut herself off and took a deep breath. Dana was more intimidating outside of work than Cassie could have ever imagined. “I thought maybe we could chat about dinner. Or something.”
Jesus. Victoria felt the need to throw her partner a life preserver. “I hate to say it, but we probably should sit down and talk about this before tomorrow.” As tired as she was, she had a slim chance of falling asleep with this buzzing around her head. “The last thing I want is Baran asking us why we’re all acting so weird around each other.”
She had a good point. Dana turned to Emma to check her expression and waited for her to nod before speaking. “Fine. Let’s just get out of the open.”
Cassie snorted. “You make it sound like we’re fugitives.”
Cassie and Victoria led the way, with Dana following them in her car. The drive was about twenty minutes, short enough to not get cold feet but just long enough to build anticipation. Soon enough, Dana was parking on Cassie’s street and heading inside her house.
“Make yourselves comfortable. Sorry it’s a little messy.” Cassie tossed her keys into a small bowl on her counter as she made her way into the kitchen. “Do you guys want a glass of water or anything? I’ve got some ginger ale too.”
Within a few minutes Cassie was snuggled up next to Victoria, three waters and a ginger ale sitting in front of them on the table.
“Okay.” Cassie clapped her hands together softly as she took in a sharp inhale. “So… What do we do now?”
“You’re the one who asked us to come over.” Dana huffed. “What, are we just gonna have a sleepover or something?”
“That actually sounds pretty nice.” Emma yawned against Dana. “I haven’t had a sleepover in years.”
“No— We’re not—” Victoria sighed. She looked to Cassie for help, only to find her smiling and nodding along. “Ugh. You’re no help.”
Cassie shrugged her shoulders and pressed a tender kiss to Victoria’s cheek. “I know. I am a lot of fun, though.” Victoria playfully pushed the older woman away. “Noooo, come baaaackkk…”
The four sat in relatively comfortable silence for a few moments. Cassie’s face contorted in thought before, without the time to filter herself, she blurted out, “I never took either of you for kinksters.”
Emma’s cheeks grew warm as Dana answered for the both of them. “I honestly wasn’t until this one talked me into it.” She ruffled Emma’s hair in between her words. “I mean, I don’t know. Maybe there was a part of me that always kinda liked this kind of thing. But Emma was the one who helped me put a name to it.”
“Damn. I guess it really is always the quiet ones.” Cassie kept her voice as positive as possible, not wanting to make the obviously-uncomfortable Emma feel any worse. “Kinda reminds me of a younger me. Just smarter.”
“Babe.” Victoria finally pulled Cassie back into her arms. “You know how creepy that sounds, right?” As much of a joke as it was, Victoria was still adjusting to the whole age gap thing.
Cassie snuggled close into Victoria. “Isn’t that why you love me?” She purred softly into her neck, nuzzling as if it were possible to get any closer. “I thought that was part of the whole appeal.”
Emma smiled and exchanged a glance with Dana, a this will be fun to talk about later sort of look, before turning back to the other two women. “I don’t mind it, not when it’s from Cassie.” When she noticed Victoria’s expression had darkened ever so slightly, she quickly added, “Because I know she’s not a creep.”
“No, she definitely is.” Victoria grazed Cassie’s arm with her thumb, rubbing gentle lines. “But I guess she ended up as my creep somehow. Funny how life works.” No matter how Victoria felt about the age gap, she loved her Cassie too wholly to let it get in the way of their relationship.
Cassie sipped at her glass of ginger ale. “So, doe-eyes,” She was glad Emma was looking more relaxed, both for the younger woman’s sake and because of how curious she was. “what did you get Dana into?”
“Oh, I-I don’t know if Dana wants me talking about that.” Emma glanced over at the older woman, who just crossed her arms and cocked a brow over at Cassie.
“I’m right here, you know.” Dana glared. “You could have just asked me.”
“I could have.” Cassie agreed with a nod. “But I think it’s more fun this way.” Gentle, Cassie reminded herself.
Emma wanted to bury her face in Dana’s chest, but part of her knew that would only make Cassie’s taunting more pointed. Dana just gave a shrug of her shoulders. Whatever made Emma feel more comfortable, at this point. She shot herself a reminder to chew the hell out of Cassie later.
“Um…” Just as Victoria felt compelled to reassure Emma that she didn’t need to answer and that Cassie was just being fucking stupid, Emma found her words. “I bought her her first strap-on, and she likes using that. It came with this super cute pink dildo, which I personally love, and—”
“Alright Kiddo, that’s probably all they needed to know.” And that was enough. Her face flushed hot as she tried to keep her composure, because she couldn’t bear to see that guilty look start to come across Emma’s expression. “She likes to be hit a little, too. That good enough of an answer for you, McKay?”
The shockproof Cassie’s eyes widened. “Oh, shit.” She clearly looked too excited based on the way Victoria’s elbow jabbed into her side. “First of all, ow.” Cassie gave a half-hearted glare in her girlfriend’s direction before returning her attention to the matter at hand. “And second… Oh my god, Emma, you sly fucking dog you.”
“You really don’t know how to take a hint.” Victoria groaned over in her girlfriend’s direction. “Really, I’m so sorry about her. I don’t think she was socialized right as a kid.” As light as she kept her tone, she kept her eyes trained on Emma, watching for any sign of discomfort. Or, well, any more discomfort anyways.
“It’s alright.” Emma tried to wave away Victoria’s concern. “Really. You get used to teasing pretty quick when you have brothers.” Her voice was steady, though Victoria noticed that her face was still glowing softly with heat. “You were right about her being creepy, though.” A soft laugh fell from her lips, and oh fuck, why did it make Victoria’s heart flutter? Not in the same way Cassie’s laugh made her feel, no, it made her feel… Predatory? Try as she might, Victoria couldn’t get herself to feel guilty over it.
“The worst part is, I can tell she’s really holding herself back.” Victoria lamented as her fingers combed through the top of Cassie’s hair. The more she stared at Emma the more of an urge to Victoria got to yank and pull, the more she wanted to just stop fucking talking and crash her lips onto Emma’s while she made Cassie watch—
Jesus Christ??
Briefly Victoria froze, which was enough to get Cassie to glance up at her. She opened her mouth to make some stupid, crude joke, but her lips curled into a smirk as she noticed a familiar look in her girlfriend’s eyes. Hungry. Violent in all of the right ways, tender in the few that mattered.
Suddenly, the only thing Cassie cared about was giving her perfect girl the foursome she didn’t even know she needed.
This moment was not lost on Dana nor Emma. “You two doin’ okay?” Dana spoke up before Emma got the chance to, an attempt to take the brunt of Cassie’s bullshit. “McKay’s got that look on her face.”
“What look?” Cassie asked innocently as her hands began to wander Victoria’s body. They started simple enough, a little hip squeeze here and there. “I have no idea what you’re talking about.”
“Cassie,” It was Victoria whose inflection rose ever so slightly, somehow just even more intimidating than Dana’s had been. “What are you doing?”
Cassie didn’t have the bandwidth to think about how overwhelmingly hot Victoria sounded, not if she wanted to stick to her plan. “What do you mean? I’m just cuddling with my little girl.”
The room went dead silent as Victoria’s gaze met Cassie’s. The younger woman’s eyes widened before they quickly narrowed, something new settling deep in her chest. Something hungry, something that needed to shove her proverbial dick balls deep into Cassie and fuck the attitude right out of her.
Emma took in deep breaths as she watched the scene unfold. It was hotter than she ever could have predicted, and she found herself wishing she’d packed more than one pair of underwear for the night. Her clit throbbed against the damp fabric, and she looked up at Dana with those big, beautiful begging brown eyes.
Dana was doing a better job at containing her arousal, at least on the surface. That was until she looked at Emma and saw that needy look on her perfect face. Fuck. There was no way this was about to happen, right?
Victoria was unwavering, unyielding, and Dana watched in awe as the unshakable Cassie McKay began to crack. “Don’t act like you don’t love it.” Cassie’s voice was low, oozing with a fake bravado that felt foreign on her tongue. “Didn’t we have something planned for after dinner, before we had to pivot?” It was normally so easy to win over Victoria, to make her a whimpering mess stumbling over her words.
Perhaps Cassie should have known better to try that tonight. “Oh, did we?” She asked in faux confusion. “I can’t seem to remember. Why don’t you enlighten me?”
An audible Oh fuck bubbled out of Cassie’s throat. “You don’t—” She found herself immediately out of breath. “I know you remember. You were begging for it.” Cassie decided to fight with whatever she had left, which admittedly wasn’t much.
“Oh but I really don’t, Mommy.”
Well. That was that. Cassie’s eyes flashed in panic, gaze shifting to the audience she just remembered they had. Maybe she hadn’t thought this through.
“I was gonna tie you up tonight.” Cassie’s voice was breathy, as if it took all the air in her lungs to push out the words. “Fuck you good. Leave you wet and wanting.”
This suddenly all became real for Emma. Her brain was working overtime to pilot her body as best it could, her arm slithering down to her underwear without her realizing. Two of Emma’s fingers rubbed messily against the fabric.
Dana felt insane. It was already a lot just dating a girl after coming out so late in life, and this was something new entirely. Yet here she was, sitting in front of three of the prettiest women she’d ever seen, one of whom she’d do anything to make happy. And right now it looked like this made Emma happy, unless she had a habit of jerking off when she was upset.
So she became more intentional with her touch. One of her hands felt its way down to Emma’s thigh, squeezing softly until Dana was sure the younger woman had noticed her presence. Her fingers trailed further and further up her thigh until she was close enough to nudge her pretty girl’s hand away. “How do you want it, Honey?”
Emma whined as Dana used her thumb to tease her clit over her panties, rubbing slow lines over the sensitive spot. “I…” Emma glanced over at the other pair. Once she was sure they were lost in their own little… Well, whatever was happening over there, she swallowed hard. “I don’t want to cum until the end.”
Victoria was dimly aware of the other conversation, somehow making a mental note about Emma’s request. Victoria grabbed Cassie by the chin and forced her to look at Emma. “Is this what you wanted? What a dirty slut. Are you so desperate that you need to fuck every girl we know?”
Cassie whined and shook her head. “No, I just—” She was cut off as Victoria’s grasp moved to her hair, pushing her down to her knees in front of the couch. Victoria hooked one of her legs over her toned shoulders.
“You made me so wet, Mommy.” It felt odd to say the word with such confidence, but the more she thought about it the more into it she was. “Aren’t mommies supposed to clean up after their little girls when they make a mess?”
As Cassie went to rub her thighs together, Victoria’s hand came down and slapped her on the cheek. Just hard enough to sting, just hard enough to make her fucking ache in her boxers. “It’s cute that you think you’ve earned that.” Victoria purred, pulling Cassie closer to her skirt. “It’s less cute that you think you get to cum before I do.”
Ever the smart woman, Cassie took the hint and moved the fabric out of the way. Trained hands slipped under the waistband of her panties and pulled them off, throwing them hastily to the side. The side that, coincidentally, Emma and Dana were on. It landed perfectly next to Emma’s lap.
“Wait.” Dana made sure she had everyone’s attention before continuing. “Just checking, we all know the traffic light system? We use mercy as yellow, too.”
If Cassie’s brain wasn’t so fogged with the scent of Victoria, she probably would have kicked herself for not being the one to check in.
Victoria took in a breath before responding, “Yeah, we’re good over here.”
For now, that was good enough for Dana. She grabbed Victoria’s discarded panties and offered them to Emma. “You want it, Pup?”
Upsettingly, she did. As soon as Dana spoke to her in that low, sultry way Emma found it difficult to speak properly. She nodded and stared up at her Daddy with the biggest puppy eyes she could manage.
“Fuck, I couldn’t say no even if I wanted to.” Dana gently handed the pair of panties to Emma, watching as the younger woman held them up to her nose. Dana took that as her cue to get back to what she was doing, calloused fingers rubbing circles on Emma’s clit. It was so hard, so easy to pick out even through her underwear.
“Why can’t you be like Emma over here?” Victoria stared down at Cassie, doing her best to commit the sight of her between her legs to memory. It was perfect, fucking divine. “You’re such a fucking brat, you know that?”
Cassie was barely processing Victoria’s words, too focused on getting her off just the way she likes. Her lips found her clit and clamped down as she nodded into her cunt. Victoria moaned and pressed Cassie’s face ever further into her cunt, her gaze unwavering. Piercing.
Emma’s hips ground desperately against Dana’s fingers. The shame of sniffing another woman’s panties faded further as every second went by, and diminished completely when she locked eyes with Victoria and Emma saw her bite down on her lip. This was by far the hottest thing she’d ever seen, and she was living it.
As overwhelming as this whole thing was, Dana was starting to adjust. Emma was the first woman she’d ever dated, and it’s not like she did this kind of thing with any of her exes. All that to say she was a little surprised at how easy it seemed to fall into place.
Dana pulled Emma close so the younger woman’s ass was pressing against the front of her own body. She chuckled as she finally seemed to hear Victoria’s words. “She is pretty perfect, isn’t she?” She reached around Emma’s torso and slipped two fingers inside her, curling them up every few breaths. “Wait until you hear the sounds she makes.”
Dana was monogamous. She had nothing against polyamorous people, but the thought of having to share something that was hers never appealed to her. But in this moment, she understood it, if only partially. It didn’t have to be about sharing her precious pet; it could be about showing off her prized possession. Sure, maybe that would require a little generosity on Dana’s part, but she was okay with that. She felt proud of Emma, wanted everyone to know how good of a girl she was.
“Daddy…” Emma panted against the cotton of Victoria’s panties, the scent as comforting as it was arousing. She whined as Dana’s free hand moved to cup her waist, and she rutted frantically against Dana’s hand. “Fuck, you feel too good…”
Dana cocked a brow as she slowed her movements. “Use your words, Pup. Are you close to coming?” When Emma nodded Dana pulled away from her cunt, her hand slithering under the hem of her dress to grope at her breast. “Fuck, Kiddo. You have the perfect tits, did you know that? Is that why you didn’t wear a bra tonight?”
Emma nodded pathetically into Victoria’s panties, clutching onto them with both hands as Dana started playing with her nipple. “I-I’m gonna—”
Dana wasn’t going to let her finish in either sense of the word. “From just your nipple? Oh, Kiddo… This is gonna be a big challenge for you, isn’t it?” Her voice oozed with fake sympathy as she completely withdrew her touch. “Let’s cool off and watch the show, okay? Can you do that for Daddy?”
Emma sniffled and nodded, still holding onto Victoria’s panties as she lowered her arms to get comfortable in Dana’s. Her mind was so deliciously blank, so hazy and airy as Dana wrapped her into a hug.
Cassie was having a decidedly worse time. She loved eating Victoria out, but not being able to touch herself at all was fucking torture. And Victoria knew it; it’s exactly why she was doing it.
“I think you’ll cum when Emma cums. Doesn’t that sound fair?”
Cassie opened her mouth to spout some meaningless objection, just for Victoria to muzzle her with her cunt. She probably could have gotten a few words out if she really tried, but honestly, Victoria earned this one. She hummed in acknowledgement as she doubled her efforts, sucking hard on Victoria’s clit. “Just like that. You’re making your little girl feel so good…”
This was generational levels of ammo. Dana figured this probably wasn’t their normal dynamic, but it was a lot funnier to pretend it was. She would never let Cassie live this down. Though, Dana was honestly a little more intimidated by Victoria than she’d ever care to admit.
Right now wasn’t about Cassie, not to Dana. Everything she did, every breath she breathed was in Emma’s name. Dana was her sword just as Emma had become her shield. For the first time her heart felt protected instead of guarded, and Dana was shocked at how deeply she felt the difference.
“How are you doin’, Kiddo?” Her embrace became less seductive and more genuine, arms relaxing around the younger woman. “I know this is a lot. It looked like you were having a good time but I wanted to check.”
Emma nodded softly against Dana’s chest. “I’m good.” Her speech was slurred, practically drunk off the endorphins. Her pupils were huge as she stared up at Dana. “It’s kinda hard to think. Everything feels really nice.”
Dana smiled. “That’s good. Just let me know if it ever gets too much okay? And don’t feel pressured to cum if you can't, I’m sure a day of denial won’t kill Cassie.”
“Definitely not.” Victoria agreed in between moans. “It would probably do her some good, honestly.”
Cassie had to resist the urge to bite down hard on Victoria’s clit. If she didn’t sound so good when she came, she probably would’ve, honestly. Cassie ground her palm into Victoria’s clit as she alternated between lapping at and mumbling all of her dirtiest fantasies into her cunt.
“Oh fuck Mommy,” She used both of her hands to hold Cassie close to her by the roots of her hair. “don’t stop, fuck, don’t stop…” Without realizing it she was fucking Cassie’s face full force, not giving much thought as to whether or not she could breathe. Her body tensed. She felt something coil ever tighter deep in her core as she was able to make out part of what Cassie had been muttering into her.
My sweet girl. Let Mommy make you feel good. Mommy needs to taste you.
That was all it took for Victoria to cum on Cassie’s face. She cried out as she felt a flash of wetness and— holy shit did she squirt on Cassie’s face?
It took everything Cassie had to stop herself from creaming in her boxers like she was back in high school. Victoria would occasionally squirt, but it almost always involved at least a finger inside of her. Her clit strained against the fabric of her underwear as she inhaled deeply, the scent of Victoria all around her.
“I’d apologize for not warning you but you don’t seem to mind much.” Victoria chuckled as she released Cassie from her thighs, rolling her eyes when the older woman just clung harder to her knee. “Alright, alright. I guess if you don’t want to play with Dana’s puppy, I’ll just have to—”
Cassie didn’t need to be warned twice. She practically sprung to her feet, eyes meeting Dana’s as if asking for permission. If Dana wasn’t so turned on she probably would have made some snippy comment about it.
“Check in?” Dana asked Emma softly, her hands moving to cup at her tits. She didn’t do much besides the occasional squeeze, feeling more for her own sake than Emma’s.
“Green.” Emma confirmed with a light smile, breath catching as she looked up at Cassie and saw the way she was staring at her. “Very green.”
“She’s all yours, McKay. You can do anything you want except make her cum.”
Cassie licked her lips and descended upon Emma. She pinned the younger woman to the couch and pressed her knee into her cunt. “I’m more than happy to edge this pretty thing until she cries. Tell me, does Dana make you cry?”
Emma bit her lip and nodded. “Y-yes.” Cassie’s hands felt up Emma’s body, biting down on her lip as she felt a familiar heat radiating from her backside as she slipped her panties off.
“Flip over. Let Mommy see what your Daddy did to you.”
Oh Jesus. A whine left Emma’s throat as she tossed over onto her side, then her stomach. She shuddered against the cool air of Cassie’s air conditioner as the older woman pulled up her dress. It was barely even on her anymore, wrapped loosely around her torso. “Okay, Mommy…”
Victoria met Dana’s gaze. Dana smiled at her and gave a big thumbs up, as if reading the other woman’s mind, though in reality Victoria was just awful at hiding her expression. “I’m sorry if she plays a little rough.” She relaxed a bit after Dana reaffirmed her consent, allowing herself to fall back into the right headspace. “Hopefully she knows better than to be too rough… If she doesn’t, I guess you’ll both get a nice show while I double whatever she did to poor Emma.”
“So what you’re really saying is I can do whatever I want, I just have to be able to take it myself after.” Cassie felt conflicting urges to kill anyone who’d ever hurt Emma and to beat the shit out of her until she was crying for her Mommy this time. She was even smaller, looked even more pathetic than Victoria did under her. She was a sadist’s wildest dream.
“My pretty girl can take it.” Dana stated plainly, chest puffed out with pride. “Aren’t her bruises gorgeous?”
Emma felt like the prized show dog at the Westminster Kennel Club. She popped her ass out, displaying herself in the way she felt best showed off her bruises.
“Oh, fuck, Dana.” Cassie rubbed her palm along Emma’s ass and squeezed lightly at each bruise, delighting in each little noise that came out of the younger girl’s mouth. “This is art. Like, fine fucking art. I’m not kidding when I say I want a picture of this framed above my bed.”
Victoria didn’t enjoy the pain as much as Cassie had hoped she would. Which was fine, it was just one of the many kinks on her long list of freaky shit. Even if Victoria never let Cassie touch her again, she’d find a way around it. She would always make things work for Victoria.
That all being said, it made Cassie appreciate the hell out of this moment. “Vic, could you go grab my paddle from my room? Doesn’t matter which one as long as it’s not your special one.”
Victoria smiled and nodded, settling into a slightly more subdued role for the moment. She’d tortured poor Cassie enough, at least for the moment. Victoria would be generous and give Cassie time to lick her (and Emma’s) wounds. “I’ll be right back. Make sure that one behaves.”
Cassie spent the next few minutes aimlessly poking and prodding at Emma’s body, testing to see what spots hurt and what spots hurt good. The backs of her thighs seemed to be a favorite, and luckily for her it was currently an untouched canvas. Excellent.
“Here you go.” Victoria patted Cassie’s hair and handed her a red and black paddle before taking her seat next to Dana.
“Thanks honey.” Cassie started off gentle, simply rubbing the paddle up and down her backside, feeling out the shape and curve of her body. Without warning she thwacked it hard against Emma’s ass, aiming for the biggest batch of bruises she could see.
For a moment the slightest bit of alarm showed on Dana’s face, but it only lasted until she heard Emma moan in a completely new voice. A mix of pleasure and pain coated her throat as she cried out, and after each scream she’d smile up so sweetly at Cassie.
And just like that Dana understood why people liked this kind of thing.
“Fuck, Mommy…” Emma’s writhing slowed as Cassie trained her aim lower, skipping the low part of her ass to focus fully on those delicious thighs. She was so worked up, and as the pleasure began to overtake the pain, she had a terrifying realization:
She could cum like this.
She was going to cum like this.
“M-Mercy,” Was all she could choke out in between her sobs. “Mercy.”
Cassie raised her hands in the air, as if scared Dana would smite her then and there. “Oh shit, did I misread you? I genuinely wasn’t trying to—”
Emma shook her head and sniffled. “No… You read me right.” She mumbled softly, the shame of what she was admitting to not lost in her haze. “I almost… It would have made me cum, and I-I didn’t have any other words…”
“Dana.” Cassie turned to the older woman, her eyes dark and her voice low. “I can’t hold myself back. Make sure I don’t go too far.” Emma felt her clit throb and she squeezed her thighs together. She felt just the smallest bit of fear, and when combined with the reality that she was as safe as she could be, it just made everything feel better.
They kept this up for another thirty minutes or so, with Emma needing frequent breaks to stop herself from cumming. Cassie was only satisfied when the backs of Emma’s thighs looked just a little more bruised than her ass. Who would she be if she didn’t even it out? A monster, surely.
“Alright, that’s all I got in me.” Cassie sighed in exertion as she landed one final smack against her ass. One for luck of course. “How was that, Puppy?”
Tears flowed freely down Emma’s cheeks as she nodded pathetically. “G-Good, Mommy.” She hiccuped into Cassie’s sofa as Dana moved to sit next to her, scratching softly at the nape of her neck. Dana grabbed a tissue and had Emma blow into it.
It was cute, and it reminded Victoria of the way Trinity would take care of some of the younger patients. She blinked— why did her brain bring up Trinity?
Oh.
“Oh fuck.” Victoria’s breath hitched as she suddenly reached for her phone, briefly closing her eyes in defeat as she saw five new messages from Trinity.
am i still coming over after your freak dinner?
helllooooooooooo
crash????
fuck it what else could you possibly have going on
plus barans already dressed and frankly it would be a crime for her not to be seen tonight
A shaky thumb swiped left on the conversation bubble and wanted to cry when she saw they were from twenty minutes ago. Trinity lived twenty five minutes away from Cassie with traffic.
“We had other plans tonight.” Victoria said, eyes wide as she turned to Cassie. “Oh my god, we had other plans tonight.”
Cassie scrunched her face in confusion before the same sickening sense of realization hit her as well. “Shit. Uh.” She turned to her guests and cleared her throat, as if it would magically fix her composure. “You guys said you didn’t want anyone from work to know about this, right?”
“What the hell does that mean, McKay?” Dana sobered up immediately, voice back to something more professional. Not that it mattered much when Emma was still crying face first into the sofa with her ass propped up.
“What if, hypothetically—”
“We do not have time for fucking hypotheticals right now." Victoria hissed.
“Right, no yeah. Okay so Trinity and Baran are on their way here because we kind of have a weekly routine of hanging out on Saturday nights and we totally forgot—”
It was right then that Cassie heard a knock at her front door. Dana instinctively covered Emma with a blanket, and it was only then that the younger woman blinked herself back to reality, humming lightly in confusion.
“Crash! You still alive in there or did Dr. Hazel Eyes finally take you out?”