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For the next two hours, Emily would have free reign to do whatever she pleased, because her roommate had just left three minutes prior to attend her own classes. Butterflies tingled in Emily’s tummy since she had been craving this private time for two whole weeks at this point. After a series of misfortunate happenstances combined with her own busy schedule that prevented her from engaging in some very much needed stress relief, or at least the kind she was most craving.
Their dorm began with a very cramped hall that connected with a simple bathroom and the main room of the dorm itself; two small separate rooms were connected to the main room that served as their respective bedrooms. Those rooms were really only able to fit the bed themselves so all of their stuff was mostly placed in the main room. Emily had been jilling off on bi-regular happenings before she went to sleep but it only quelled the ravenous need inside of her for a short moment. Make no mistake, Emily is a good girl, she’s at the top of her class, healthy and fit, shy and considerate, kind and sweet. Not the most popular kind of girl since most would qualify her as a nerd but she doesn’t mind that, popularity was never a concern for her. In her friends and parents eyes she appeared to be an almost perfect friend/daughter. But unbeknownst to them, Emily carried one shameful property that she could never dare share with anyone, a closely guarded secret only she was aware of.
Emily had an almost unhealthy obsession with bondage and its intrinsic meaning of surrendering oneself's control in an erotic environment. Everyone has their kinks and that’s completely fine, but to Emily, bondage was much more of a drug than any regular kink. If she didn’t get her fix she wouldn’t be able to function properly. Days would be spent fantasizing and nights would be spent dreaming until she woke up with another pair of soaked panties. Porn and masturbation helped but the only way to truly get rid of the distractions for a while was to succumb to its tantalizing grip. For that very reason laid a large box hidden away beneath her bed filled with all kinds of toys and equipment she would use on herself. All the stuff she had shamefully ordered off the internet the moment she moved out of her parents house to live here on-campus with her roommate.
Her roommate served as the final barrier between Emily and complete and utter debauchery. Her name was Julia, they hadn’t known each other prior to moving in which wasn’t surprising because they shared little in common. Despite seeing each other everyday, they rarely engaged in small talk with each other and didn't hang out, they just stood out of each other’s way and let them do their own respective thing. Emily had been initially disappointed that her roommate didn’t seem interested in forming some kind of friendship that she had been hoping for but she quickly accepted the fact. Emily couldn’t complain too much, Julia was a definitive hottie and Emily very much approved of the way she casually dressed when she was lounging around in their dorm. Emily was undeniably gay, she had realized it the first time she ever laid her eyes upon porn in her early teenage years. Boys had never interested her and it made her think that something was different about her and Emily’s confusion cleared up immediately once she curiously stumbled upon seeing a lesbian porno on the internet. Like any other girl, coming to terms with their sexuality was a tough ordeal when developing as a teenager but her wonderful parents were wholly supportive of her.
Not only was the sight of Julia wearing skimpy clothing a sight to behold, Julia seemed to not be shy at all when it came to flaunting her body. More often than not she’d find Julia chilling on the couch on her phone in nothing but a loose t-shirt and panties, her womanly charms and features on a prideful but lustful display just for Emily’s eyes. Though Julia was probably not aware of the effect she was having on Emily. Julia was hot, toned and tall and it only served to make Emily’s concentration falter even more, she was just her type, which is why it had saddened Emily when Julia had barely even tried to get to know her. But Emily was used to settling for fantasies. Her own submissive nature filled her with the desire and dreams of being helplessly toyed with by a dominant mistress, a role which Julia had quickly filled in Emily’s head as soon as she had laid eyes upon her.
So as mentioned, Emily finally got some alone-time right now and she had pulled out her ‘toybox’ onto her bed, selecting the tools she’ll need for this wonderful evening. The moment was finally here and she was giddy with excitement, already feeling herself growing wetter by the second.
“This, that annnnd - this!” She giddily said out loud to herself as she pulled out a tiny vibrating egg, a spreader bar and some handcuffs. These items were pretty tame compared to a lot of other things to be found in the box but they were efficient for a short evening session. She had gotten quite good at unlocking the cuffs whilst her hands were stuck behind her back. In this getup, accidentally dropping the key was more of an inconvenience than comparatively getting herself trapped in selfbondage. She wasn’t really sure how she was going to transition into using her more ‘restrictive’ toys, since getting herself stuck would be mortifying for the young woman, having to rely on someone else to free her. So far the egg set to high, was enough to coax out several orgasm over say an hour if it were taped to her clit. A neat little towel was prepared too so she wouldn’t make a mess of her bed.
Julia shouldn’t be back for another two hours, giving Emily plenty of time to indulge her long overdue ‘quiet time’. Emily stripped down until she was only wearing her birthday suit, tossing her clothes into one far corner of her bed. She settled down on her bed, laying comfortably as she began clasping the spreader bar shut between her two legs, making it impossible to close or separate her legs anymore than they already are. She could still wiggle her knees around a bit.
Thereafter she grabbed the egg and a small amount of tape to attach it to herself. Spreading and gently rubbing herself until her sensitive clit was exposed out of its hood into the open air. The pink flesh inside her slit was already moist with her arousal, some of its wetness clung to her fingertips and formed strands between her fingers and pussy as she pulled her hand away. Exhaling a shaky breath, Emily continued her setup.
Logging in on her phone to start the app connected with her vibrator. She loaded up a pattern that would alternate between lengthy stretches of ‘highs and lows’. She set a timer for one hour and twenty minutes, just so she wouldn’t forget, giving her plenty of time to clean up before Julia gets back from class. As she pressed ‘Start’ she felt a gentle rumble begin immediately on her nether region.
“Ohh ~ haa.” She moaned, losing her composure ever so slightly, but she wasn’t yet done. One last piece of the setup remained. She grabbed the handcuffs and positioned them and her hands behind her back, with the key firmly inside the confines of one of her closed fists. With practiced ease did she slip her wrists into the handcuffs. Click was the satisfying sound that signified that she was finished and that she could now lean back, and let herself get carried away by her carnal delight.
Closing her eyes and letting out a shaky breath as she laid down and focused all of her senses on the rising sensation between her legs as the ever so faintly toy buzzed away, slowly increasing its intensity over the coming minutes. Light kicks and stretches were performed as the sensation grew particularly more pleasurable, testing the spreader bar’s confining sturdiness, a constant reminder to her illusion of helplessness as her legs were splayed open. She imagined that she had been put on this degrading display as a punishment from a cruel mistress. Mewling apologies and begging for release as the hand of her tormentor would listen and laugh, instead rewarding her pleas only with escalating her debasement even further.
“ Nghh~ please, please…~ ”
Emily breathed faster and heavier as the pleasant buzz between her legs transformed into a blazing heat that centered in her stomach and grew outwards. She would jerk her hips up into the air, hopelessly trying to chase the stimulation that would grant her reprieve and throw her over the edge. Her swollen heat dripped profusely, beads of moisture would slide down her skin and be absorbed by the towel below her, marking it with her lustful scent.
The precipice of gratification drew ever closer, so very close. But was untimely thrown far away as Emily felt her stomach fall into a pit, her eyes wrenched open as she froze into complete stillness once the unmistakable sound of a key entering and unlocking their dorm reverberated throughout her entire body. Panic, anxiety, fear, all of it washed over her sweating body.
Why is she here? It’s too early! Why is she here already!?
Calculative reason left her mind as she scrambled to free herself before she would be discovered in her vulnerable state. Her hectic movements served only as a detriment to her efforts as the key she was fiddling with slipped out of her sweaty palms and landed somewhere on the soft bed sheet beneath her. Outside her door she could hear Julia moving around their dorm, Julia had a terrible habit of forgetting to knock before entering a room, something which Emily was deathly afraid of at this very moment.
“Fuck, no no no!” She swore under her breath as she raked her hands across the bed's surface, searching for the tiny metal object. She had only dropped it from a few inches height, yet she frustratingly couldn’t find it anywhere. Where the hell could it have landed?!
“Emily, you in there?” Julia’s voice asked outside her door. Emily lay stunned as she raked her mind for an appropriate response. She barely managed to muster her answer as she saw the handle to her door start to slightly dip down.
“No! I mean yes! I’m getting changed so please don’t come in!” She practically yelled, not at all the tone of voice one would expect from such a mundane situation, but evidently it worked as Julia let go of the handle. Emily breathed a sigh of relief as she saw it.
“Oh, my bad… Anyways, I’m back early. My lecture was apparently canceled and I had somehow missed the memo. I bought us some takeout on the way back.” Now that Emily could breath somewhat normally for the moment she noticed the smell of food emanating from her door. It smelled delicious. Julia hadn’t bought her food before.
“Since my lecture was canceled I hoped you could help me out with some studying tonight? I could really use some help. And yes the food is definitely a bribe to get you to help me.”
Emily wasn’t sure she was hearing correctly or if it was just her horny anxiety ridden brain playing tricks on her. Did Julia just buy her food and ask for help in studying!? Is she actually giving her a chance to get to know each other? Yes, please!
“Haha, I’d love to! Your bribe wasn’t necessary but I greatly appreciate it, thanks.” Emily was talking like nothing unusual was going on, like she wasn’t tied up in bondage gear at this very moment with her only shield of modesty being a closed door keeping her secret undiscovered.
As she talked to Julia she was slowly reminded of a familiar feeling beginning to rise up inside of her, the same sensation from earlier was returning with a vengeance. Her shock and embarrassment could only hold back the buzz she was being subjected to for a short while. Emily realized that her vibrator was still going and it was picking up in its intensity. Not willing to risk this opportunity with Julia, she had to get this gear off soon, no matter how unsatisfying it would be to finish without a climax.
Emily interrupted their conversation. “Okay, Just give me ~ haah ~ five minutes! And I’ll be right out.” Emily said, struggling to hold her moan.
“Sure, I’ll get things ready out here.” Julia’s voice moved away from the door. Now where the fuck is that key!
As best she could, she moved the hands behind her back around meticulously, feeling out around the bedsheets for anything made of metal. Meanwhile the vibrator taped to her clit continued its agonizing teasing. Not quite enough to throw her off the edge, but enough to completely mess with her head. More often than not she had to turn and bury her head in the bed to muffle her frustrated moans and whimpers. Her anxiety grew as she continued to search, a strange different kind of anxiety she had never felt before. The fear of being discovered. It was strangely different as it also made her heart beat faster, and the stimuli between her legs felt so much stronger. The fear of being discovered was turning Emily on just as much as it terrified her timid self.
Her eyes widened in recognition as she felt her fingers graze against something cool and hard, far to her right. The key was close to the edge of the bed, how it had managed to get so far from where she dropped it she did not understand, but it did not matter as she stretched her arms out in her position to try and get a hold of the key. In her clumsiness she managed to accidentally push the key further away from herself as she blindly tried reaching for it, pushing it closer towards the edge. She swore under her breath as she began scooting herself closer to where the key should be. Mistakenly going a bit further than what was safe.
Laying on the edge of the bed she raked her hands across its surface yet again in search, this time however it did not take long until her hands found and closed around her goal. “Yes!” She whispered celebratory to herself. In her excitement she underestimated just how close to the edge of the bed she truly was and as she focused her efforts on the handcuffs attached to her wrists, she lost her balance. A sharp breath was taken and her body jerked in surprise as she felt herself starting to tip over the edge on her right.
“AiiiIIIEEE!” She involuntarily yelled as she fell, tumbling over the side of her bed.
THUD “Oww…”
She faceplanted straight into the carpet adorning her floor, on her knees with her legs immodestly splayed open, her crotch humiliatingly pointed straight at her door. With her face down in the carpet and her ass held high, which showcased her in the most demeaning position she could’ve possibly found herself in as the vibrator’s intensity kept increasing. Emily started wriggling and squirming helplessly as she heard the unmistakable sounds of rapid footsteps approaching her door.
“Emily, what’s going on in there? Are you alright?” Julia’s voice rung out.
Emily struggled to find her words as the vibrator paired with her anxiety caused her to feel the inescapable culmination of everything that was happening. She felt it, she knew it was going to happen, there was nothing that could prevent it now.
“Julia! Nononono. Wait, WAIT!” It was already too late, as the door handle pushed down, the door swung open and the dorm room light shined through, right upon the sight of Emily’s struggling body.
“What the hell is…” Julia’s voice cut short.
Emily’s undulating body was cast into perfect view from the door as the strongest orgasm she had ever felt washed over her. Her legs shook as much as they could, her pussy visibly dripped with juices down into the carpet as her cunt violently contracted and spasmed around empty air. The only sound emanating from the dorm was the slightest buzz being overshadowed by Emily’s loud panting and uncontained moans that bordered on screams of ecstasy. The moment was a literal heaven and hell for Emily, embarrassment and shame coursed through her every gasp and muscle twitch just as equally as euphoria and mind quivering pleasure was released from the pent up body and the moment just stretched on and on.
Eventually her twitching bottom began to ebb out and her horribly liberating orgasm vacated her mind as her body slumped into a restrained heap. Forced to face the consequences of the situations she currently found herself in without anything else to focus on. She had just experienced the most visceral orgasm of her life with her face planted in the floor and her ass raised high, perfectly in view for her roommate who had just shown signs of warming up to her company. Imagining the disgust they would be harboring now, Emily would have to transfer to a different dorm, nay a different college all together because she would never be able to face Julia again. Are they still standing there? Watching her in shock and disgust?
Emily tried so desperately to think of something to say but there was nothing at this point she could say. There are no excuses, explanations or apologies that could possibly rectify what had just occurred.
She had ruined it, all she could do was to begin sobbing into the carpet on her floor.
Emily was too emotionally devastated to notice that Julia had taken pity on her and approached to sit down on the floor before her. Her strong arms reached out and took hold of Emily beneath arms and pulled her close, so close until Emily was held tightly against Julia’s body in such a gentle embrace that she couldn't compare to anything she had ever felt from anyone before. Whilst the buzzing between Emily’s legs had returned to its gentle rhythm, Julia reached down and expertly removed the tape and cursed object from Emily’s crotch without hurting her, setting it aside. Emily was a mess, she sniveled and cried against Julia’s shoulder as their hands began to run through her hair and the other rubbed gentle circles on her back. The hand on her back disappeared and Emily immediately missed its presence, though it returned soon thereafter, inserting the key into the lock of her handcuffs, freeing Emily’s wrists from their bondage. As soon as they were free, her arms jerked forward to hug Julia’s warm body closer. Then she felt how Julia slightly leant forward, fiddling with the spreader bar until it eventually clicked and the clasps released.
They comfortably leaned back, a naked Emily clung to Julia as she held her. Emily let all of her emotions run through her body, cascading from her being. Despite it all she felt welcomed in her arms, the warm sensation of her skin against Julia’s fuzzy sweater made her feel safe as her gentle perfume pleasantly filled her senses, etching its wonderful fragrance into in her mind forever. A long moment of silence followed. Emily had significantly calmed down in Julia’s embrace, no longer crying or shaking, merely resting her frame against her roommate with soft peaceful breaths.
“What’s going on?” Julia gently asked, no judgment or disgust was evident in her tone of voice. There was a short pause in between them.
“I’m sorry.” Emily rasped out, her voice was hoarse from all of her crying.
Julia responded by squeezing her a little closer. “Don’t say that, you have nothing to be sorry for. I’m just confused about what was going on.”
Emily gently shifted away from their embrace so she could catch a glimpse of Julia’s face. She was only met with a gaze that radiated sincerity and concern with no hint of disgust or any other negative emotions.
“Aren’t you… grossed out? I mean I… it's wrong and I know it's wrong but I can’t…” Emily was on the verge of bursting out into tears yet again, but Julia shushed her with a finger pressing into her lips before she could continue her demeaning sentence. Then she looked down on her with that gentle smile.
“You’re not gross Emily. If I’m completely honest with you, then… that was probably the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.”
Emily blushed, not knowing how to respond to her flirtatious remark. She tried to hide her embarrassment by burying her face in Julia’s shoulder which made them both chuckle.
“And bondage isn’t gross, Em. It’s an ordinary and completely normal fetish that a lot of people have…” Emily noticed immediately that Julia had just given her a nickname, that alone made her strangely happy. ”And I’m sorry that I busted in here without your permission, if anyone should be apologizing then it's me. I just got really worried when I heard you fall.”
Emily was smiling now, the shame and tension of the situation had dissipated in an instant, her thoughts instead got distracted by how caring and understanding her roommate was. Something which caused her heart to beat just a little faster. But out of everything, one thing stuck out the most in Emily’s mind.
“You thought it was hot?” She asked, garnering the courage to yet again face her roommate.
“Actually I’m pretty sure I said it was the hottest thing I’ve ever seen and I have to confess, you’ve made me very curious about what you were doing in here.” Julia unabashedly proclaimed, she also winked at her. Emily’s eyes widened as much as they possibly could. “ Holy Shit” were the words that reverberated through her mind.
She would have to explore what that meant with Julia later, right now she was just going through too many different emotions to compose herself and needed a change of topic.
“Oh, so, um, -you said you bought food?” Emily’s nervous stuttering caused Julia to let out the most beautiful laugh that Emily had ever heard, she wanted to hear that heavenly sound again. Julia understood that Emily’s attempt at changing the direction of the topic was not a rejection but a light plea from a girl who’s a bit overwhelmed in this current moment.
“haha, yeah, It’s all ready but you should probably consider putting on some clothes before we eat.” Julia said with a teasing smirk.
On this reminder Emily practically bounced away from their embrace like a loaded spring, having somehow completely forgotten about her state of dress. Emily had spent the last minute with a blush adorning her cute freckled face and it certainly wasn’t going to fade away anytime soon. She threw herself onto her bed and wrapped herself up tight with its sheet to conceal her embarrassing nudity. Julia did a poor job of keeping her amusement contained as she stood up, straightened her clothes out and backed up towards the door.
“Maybe next time I should also be without clothes… Seems only fair to me.” Julia gave her one last wink before shutting the door. Emily laid back on her bed, not knowing if she should scream into her pillow or just try to process everything that had just happened. But there would be a time for that later she had a mission in getting dressed to enjoy an evening with her beautiful roommate, there was no way she was fucking this up now, not anymore, not ever.
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“Julia, pleaaase…” Emily whimpered as her need became overbearing.
“Nuh-uh, you just made another mistake sweetie…” Julia admonished her partner, not ceasing her careful edging in the slightest.
Emily immediately recognized her slip-up and tried to right it, she scolded herself for not paying closer attention to what she was saying, if she kept screwing up like this she might never get to cum. “Sorry, Mistress… May I please cum, Mistress?”
Emily was quite literally tied up in the moment, Julia’s recent obsession and practice with Shibari had proved to be quite fruitful as Emily had never felt so out of control with her body before, which was a major turn-on for the bondage nymphomaniac. The cotton rope was spread meticulously across her entire being, limiting her movements to mere head shaking and pitiful wriggling. Her arms were tied behind her back and her chest was so delightfully accentuated thanks to the rope that encircled her breasts and her legs were also bound in a way that forced them to bend so her calves and thighs were touching at all times, exposing her core freely to the open air.
Emily had been a bad girl and her girlfriend was making sure she understood the consequences of being one. Julia laid on their queen sized bed, completely nude while facing Emily’s glistening mound. With one hand Julia kept Emily’s pubic lips spread apart, revealing the delicious pink and the sensitive nub hiding on the inside. This ‘torture’ had been ongoing for a while now as was evident from the sheer amount of arousal that Emily was leaking, her whole nether region was covered and sticky with her lustful sheen of juices. Rivulets of her womanly essence ran down her taint and butt until it was absorbed by the towel placed beneath her. Julia adored how wet her girlfriend got when she was worked up and was none too shy to give it a taste every once in a while, tasting the effects she herself had on her precious Emily.
Her other hand was steadily clutching a kind of brush, from an innocent point of view it seemed just like a delicate paint brush meant for the finer touches on a canvas, but in reality it was a special kind of toy that Julia had kept her eye on for a while. The silky smooth strands that adorned the tip clung together as Emily’s arousal had inevitably been soaked up by the delicate brush.
For the last 20 minutes or so, Julia had been using this infernal tool on Emily, simply stroking and caressing every sensitive nerve Emily had on her vagina. It proved to be an incredibly stimulating experience that never quite was enough to tip her over the edge of ecstasy. The slow stroke of the brush drove Emily crazy, the teasing never ended and she wanted to cum so badly.
“Hmmm… no, not yet.” Julia pretended to consider letting Emily cum. She instead moved the tip of the brush to Emily’s pulsating clit and rubbed gentle circles around it.
“Ngaaahhh!” Emily’s stomach heaved inwards and her pussy started squeezing down around empty air as it seeked the slightest more stimulation she needed to leap over the edge. Emily panted with lusty frustration and her hips quivered against Julia’s continuous caresses.
“Mmmm fuck! I want to cum, I want to cum, I want to cum!” Emily repeated her mantra until there wasn’t a breath left in her lungs. Julia gave her no heed and smoothly stroked the brush gently down her inner lips instead.
“Oh hush now, if you make that much noise I’ll have to gag you, unless you want the neighbors to come knocking on our door.”
Being on the precipice of orgasm was a very familiar feeling for Emily, but never had she been forced to endure it for this long before. She vowed to herself then and there with the little composed semblance of self she had left to never ever - selfishly steal the last home baked cupcake for herself from Julia’s mom that had baked the batch for them. Their deliciousness was unrivaled but not even their taste was worth the punishment she had to endure now.
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry. I promise I’ll never do it again!” Emily begged her girlfriend.
Julia kept up her light strokes for a moment longer, but not even Julia was cruel enough to keep this going much longer.
“Hmm, I guess you’ve learned your lesson by now.” Julia ceased her careful stroking and moved up on their bed until she was straddling her girlfriend and kissing her way up, starting from her beautiful chest, moving towards her collar and throat and further until they were both engaged in a steamy exchange of tongue. Emily’s input was limited but Julia more than made up for it as she held Emily’s face steady with both of her hands showered her with her affections.
“Do you want to cum, Em?” Julia pulled away slightly to ask her question, but still close enough to smell each other’s breaths.
“More than anything, Ju- I mean Mistress…” Emily hastily tried to cover up her slip-up. Julia’s face lit up with her usual smirk, telling her that there was one more thing coming.
“I’ll let you cum as soon as you’ve made me cum, deal?” With the promise of an orgasm in front of her like a carrot on a stick, Emily didn’t even need any time to consider such an offer.
“Yes, yes!” Emily excitedly exclaimed.
“Haha, but there’s just a slight catch. I’m gonna keep using the brush on you until you make me cum.” Julia moved to straddle her girlfriend's face, keeping her juicy pussy suspended over her girlfriend for a moment. Emily did not look forward to feeling the brush on her once again but she had made it this far she reasoned, and she was desperate.
Julia’s thighs surrounded Emily’s head and she slowly lowered herself down until Emily could greedily begin eating her out, her enthusiasm was unexpected as even the dominant Julia let out a yelp of surprise as she felt her inner lips being lavishly licked. Emily flicked her tongue up and down her mistress’s pussy, knowing exactly what her girlfriend liked.
Soon thereafter Julia relaxed her muscles and leaned down her partner’s body to pick up the brush once more, then get busy with it. Julia immediately set her sight on Emily’s clit, cruelly using full strokes against the swollen nub and Emily’s reaction was quite noticeable as her tongue jerked around hard with each downward stroke. Julia closed her eyes and imagined herself painting a canvas, an art piece dedicated to her girlfriend, her masterpiece. Emily quickly returned to her oversensitive state, having practically not left it at all, trying to buck her hips up in vain to chase more stimulation.
Emily kept at it however, treating Julia’s pussy like if she was dehydrated and it was the only source of water for miles, the complete opposite of how Julia was going down on her on the other end. Julia kept herself steady despite the assault that had been launched on her nether region, she groaned and moaned to all of it, with no attempt at muting those wonderful sounds. Sounds which motivated Emily, sounds she too wanted to make.
Emily’s tongue circled back and tilted her head back to latch her mouth onto Julia’s protruding clit, sucking vigorously on it. Julia arched her back and started grinding her hips against Emily’s face in turn, drawing really close to her edge, the past half hour had really worked her up. In her final moments she completely forgot about the brush and just focused on the sensation her girlfriend was bringing her.
“Fuck, fuck, fuuuuuuuuck !” Julia screamed as she hurled head first into a massive climax brought on by her sexy girlfriend.
Emily’s ministrations did not cease as Julia rode her orgasm out, still grinding absentmindedly away on her girlfriend’s face. Emily’s tongue probed Julia's insides, encouraging the gushing release to drip into her mouth, allowing her the sweet taste of her girlfriends cum. Julia’s body shuddered and shook with every panting moan until she collapsed into a heap on top of her girlfriend, only an occasional writhe signaled the end of a mind blowing orgasm. Emily rode the high out with her, slowly transitioning her incessant licking until it was a mere slow stroking, meant to give a pleasant buzz to her sensitive folds.
Julia eventually regained her faculties and lifted herself off from her girlfriend's messy face. She reached across her to grab some ‘baby wipes’ from their nightstand, using them to lovingly clean her lover's face from her mess. Emily felt cared for and it was clearly visible from her radiant smile. Her long awaited orgasm could wait, for as long as she could bask in this aftercare. Once her face was clean Julia leaned down and kissed her forehead, then settled down, laying and cuddling her tied up girlfriend from the side, gently breathing down her neck.
“How are you feeling?” Julia asked Emily.
“Immensely horny and satisfied at the same time, it’s weird.” Emily’s response caused a chuckle from Julia.
“Mm, how do you want it? I think you’ve earned it at this point.” Julia was referring to her long overdue orgasm.
“You can choose, as long as it isn’t ruined.”
“That did cross my mind but I don’t wanna push you too far… but was the rest really okay?” Julia sounded a little unsure about herself at the end there, Emily immediately assured her that there was no reason to worry.
“God yes, it was so much, but in the best possible way. Honestly I’m dreading and hoping for a punishment like that again.”
“Oh ho, well if that’s the case then I might have come up with some even stronger punishments.” Julia teased.
Julia left Emily’s side to lean over the edge of the bed and root around under it, giving Emily a very nice view of her rear which she very much appreciated. Julia sat back up holding a still plugged in magic wand and some additional cotton rope. Emily could pretty easily assume where this was headed, but unbeknownst to her, Julia was going to take it one step farther than that…
Emily took in a sharp breath as she felt the bulbous tip of the magic wand press up against her still sensitive swollen pussy and the rope coiling around her thigh to lock the vibrator into place. Julia had to undo the rope holding Emily’s thighs and calves together so she could instead position her legs to point straight forward, it took a while which the impatient Emily did not appreciate, though she didn’t complain about it.
“There - ready to cum, Em?” Julia smirked, knowing the answer.
“Yes and I have been ready for the past half hour.” Emily sassily retorted.
“Well then, enjoy.” Julia reached down and flicked the vibrator onto the highest setting, causing Emily to immediately let out loud yelp and to begin thrashing around as it started buzzing and vibrating against her. The powerful sensation proved to be quite the overload for Emily’s coherency.
“ Guh ! Holy shit!” Only a few seconds had passed but her climax was already approaching quickly thanks to all of the prior teasing and the intense vibration thrumming against her.
“ Cu-cuuuumming ! Emily started violently contracting and gushing juices all over the magic wand tied to her, soaking it and the towel beneath her. Her body would’ve been writhing uncontrollably and her hips would’ve lifted up and arched into the air as if her body was experiencing an electrical shock, but she couldn’t due to all that wonderfully constricting rope. Emily was instead forced to endure such an intensive climax by laying completely still, her only way to communicate how mind blowingly awesome it felt was with the little her body could shake and how vocal she could be.
After a while her spent orgasm began tapering off whilst the vibrator itself did not, driving the main sensation it was causing from overwhelming pleasure to a stimulating post-orgasm torture. She began panting with her moans, trying to shift her body so she would no longer feel that constant buzz.
Julia eventually came to the rescue and with one press she turned off the machine and stroked Emily’s wildly strewn hair.
“All better now?” Emily absentmindedly nodded, as she opened her eyes she noticed something strange about her girlfriend.
“Why are you dressed like you’re going out?” Julia was indeed fully dressed, she had her winter coat on amongst all other thick pieces of clothing.
“I’m gonna make a quick run to the grocery store, we have some things that need restocking in the kitchen.” Julia casually responded.
“Are you gonna untie me first?” Emily asked, Julia made a show of considering it as if it hadn’t crossed her mind earlier.
“No, you told me I got to choose how you came as long as it wasn’t ruined.” Julia reached down again and Emily followed that hand with just as much lust and dread.
“ Haaaa… ” Emily gasped as the vibrator was turned back on, this time only on the medium setting, she could already feel her sensitive folds being forced towards another building climax.
“I’ll be back in a half hour, but before that I should probably gag you so the neighbors don’t think I’m murdering you.” Julia started rooting around in their ‘toy box’ for a comfortable gag.
“I think - this might actually make me brain dead, so - mmmhhh - they wouldn’t be totally wrong…” Emily gave some light moans, this vibration was much more tolerable to endure.
Julia found the gag and was about to apply it but she hovered with it above Emily’s face for a few seconds, gauging her reaction. She was asking for permission, waiting for Emily to consider if this was going too far, giving her a last chance to utter their safeword. Emily just smiled and opened her mouth to be gagged. Julia laughed and fastened the ball gag to her mouth.
“Be back soon, babe. Count your orgasms for me, that’s an order.” Julia leaned down and kissed her girlfriend’s forehead.
“ Mmhhmm. ” Emily nodded her head and then Julia turned around and left the room. Leaving Emily in silence apart from the constant buzzing emanating from between her legs and her own muffled moans and groans.
Christ, I’m gonna need a thorough massage after this.
Emily lost count of her total orgasms after she passed her fifth one. Within a one hour span she had been painstakingly denied her orgasm and now she painfully moaned back into her gag as she was forced to cum over and over and over again.
Julia eventually came back home, exactly half an hour later as she had said. Emily was completely numb and could no longer feel her legs, but it had all been worth it as the aftercare provided afterwards made her feel so peaceful as Julia whispered those sweet lovely words into her ears as they both embraced and cuddled with each other. Leaving Emily to stare into her Girlfriends beautiful blue eyes and thinking to herself,
I’m the luckiest girl in the world…