(Rated M)
“Alright Ruth, we got the setup and the pictures and everything. It's been fun and all, but I really have stuff I need to do,” May said impatiently.
“You do? My apologies, you should have told me about that beforehand,” Ruth replied, idly playing with the latch that secured one of May's leather cuffs in place.
May craned her neck, trying to look back at Ruth, “Er... why?”
“Because I could have apologized for this earlier,” Ruth said, running her fingers along the cuffs and smiling.
“What are you talking about?”
Ruth didn't reply, instead electing to walk around the side of the table and re-adjusting the video camera. She then got out a knife and walked back, allowing the blade to trail up the other's leg. May's eyes widened, “Ruth... okay, I think we made our point, just let me go, okay?”
“No, I do not believe the point has been made quite yet,” Ruth replied, slipping the edge of the blade under the tight vinyl. The material stretched and separated, revealing pale flesh beneath, “In fact, I think there is much still to be learned here...”
The corset fell off and cold air settled onto May's chest. Ruth idly traced patterns up and down May's ribs with the knife. “Well what do we have here?” Ruth asked innocently, allowing the tip of the knife to press softly against one of May's quickly hardening nipples.
May gasped at the touch, “You bitch! Cut it out!”
“Cut it out?” Ruth asked, pressing the knife down harder. May let out a small yelp in reply.
“I fucking hate you!” May hissed.
“Then I suppose there's no reason for me to hold back,” Ruth said with a smile and slapped May across the face. May sucked in her breath, ready to scream and was slapped the other way before any noise could escape.
The knife found its way under May's miniskirt. May arched her back, thrashing violently. Ruth grabbed a handful of her hair and yanked her head back, “Now don't move, bitch. If I slip, who knows where this blade will go?”
May stiffened like a board. Smiling and humming a little tune to herself, Ruth sliced open the miniskirt and cut away the panties beneath. “Ah yes, here we go,” she said, tossing the flimsy, ruined undergarments onto May's face, “Now let's see, my, you keep yourself well shaved!”
May bit her lip as Ruth ran a warm hand down her midsection, pausing just above her crotch. She looked up at Ruth with pleading eyes. “What's that hon? You want this?” Ruth lightly brushed a finger over the restrained woman's pubic mound.
May shook her head back and forth, “Not from you you goddamn whore!” she spat.
Ruth smiled sweetly in return and jumped nimbly onto the table. She straddled May's nude, helpless form, reaching back with one hand and caressing May's inner thigh. “Oh, I'm sorry if I gave you the impression that you had a choice in all this.”
The other hand crept up May's chest, between her ample breasts and around her neck. “You know, I've wanted this for quite a while,” Ruth whispered, “and I'm not going to let your little objections get in my way, understood?”
May opened her mouth to say something in reply. Before she could utter a word, Ruth grabbed one of her nipples and twisted, hard. Even as May screamed in sudden pain, Ruth slipped a finger into the woman's pussy, gently rubbing the interior surface. May's scream died away as Ruth softly massaged the abused nipples, caressing away the pain. Her other hand continued its wicked work in between May's thighs. Ruth smiled at the tangled emotions running across the other woman's face. Fear, hatred, pain and pleasure fought with each other. Ruth decided the latter should be brought to the forefront and given dominance. She pushed her fingers a bit further into May's cavity.
The woman's hips bucked slightly at the intrusion as a surprised gasp of pleasure escaped her lips. Ruth slowly began to grind her hips against May's midsection. Her fingers started to work a little harder, growing more and more moist as May's helpless arousal increased. The tied down woman's body began to spasm from the pleasure as Ruth gently pinched her nipples. Ruth watched carefully, seeing the rising climax in her prisoner's movement. Just before that point was reach, Ruth withdrew her hands, “You didn't think it would be that easy, did you?”
May sagged against the table, trying to catch her breath. Ruth smiled cruelly as she watched the woman's breath slow slightly. Just when she was becoming relaxed again, she went back to work. This time May reacted even faster than last time, her body moving back and forth even as she looked at Ruth in mixed fear and hatred. Once again Ruth brought her near to the point of climax, but refused to let her go over. “You... fucking... bitch...” May panted.
“What's the matter? Not yet feeling satisfied?” Ruth asked sweetly.
“...Fuck ...you.”
Ruth repositioned herself, standing up and removing her own damp panties. She then straddled May's chest, leaning back until her hand found its way back into May's inner thigh. “Now, worship your mistress and I might just allow you some release,” Ruth said with ice in her voice.
May gritted her teeth and made no reply. Ruth shrugged, and her fingers went back to work in between May's legs. After five minutes of this, she withdrew her fingers. May was now gasping and sweating, nearly crying for the orgasm that was so close, yet never quite there. Ruth grabbed May's hair and viciously forced her face in between her legs. “I can keep this up all night!” Ruth snarled down at May, “Now get to work or we'll go through another round of this.”
The restrained woman tried to resist, she tried to close her eyes and fight back. But the constant state of near-climax, and the intoxicating scent of what lie directly in front of her drugged her, weakened her own resolve. With a helpless sigh, she leaned forward, running her tongue along Ruth's pussy. Ruth moaned in happiness, “There's a good girl!”
May barely heard. Ruth's fingers had gone back to work as May helplessly gave herself up to the woman straddling her. Ruth looked down at the woman, her own body moving back and forth as she forced herself upon the helpless May. Her own hand rubbed deeper, forcing May into more pleasure even as May was forced to pleasure Ruth. This time, as climax approached, Ruth did not slow down. May's hot breath filled the space in between her legs as she helplessly licked and teased. Ruth finally gave out a shudder and cry, grabbing May's head and roughly shoving it in between her legs. May's arms and legs spasmed as she grunted through her own forced orgasm.
For several minutes afterward Ruth simply sat atop May, slowly running her hands up and down her body, reveling in the sensation. Eventually she stood up and jumped off the table. May let her head roll tiredly to the side as she watch Ruth begin rummaging through a drawer of tools. “W...wait, aren't you going to let me go?”
“After that?” Ruth said, pulling out a battery and several electrodes, “No, I think I may just keep you for a while and see what other sorts of fun we can have together.”
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