Angel or Demon

Part 3a: Let's eat! (demon)

“Are you laying comfortably, Shia?”

“Yeah...”

Raine regarded her girlfriend from the foot end of the bed, planting a kiss on her ankle. All of Shia’s body lay before her like a rolling landscape, just waiting to be claimed. And as much as she wanted to go down on her at once like some wild animal, Raine had decided to be slightly more... civilized about it. She planted another kiss on her calf, her knee, her thigh, and then with a slight reluctance moved up via her hip to her stomach, then her breasts... Shia let out a moan and closed her eyes. Raine grabbed blindly for the bedside table, still showering her girlfriend in kisses, and gave her nipple an excited little nibble as she found what she’d been searching for. As one hand closed over a small metal hoop, her other hand guided Shia’s arms up above her head as her kisses fell on her chin, her cheeks, her nose. Then, with a very satisfying clicking sound, she manacled Shia’s hands to the bedframe.

Shia’s eyes flew open. “What are you -?”

“SILENCE!” bellowed Raine, giving Shia a startle. “Silence,” she repeated more softly, “while your Queen is working. Or we shall have to put something in that sweet little mouth of yours.”

“Yes, your majesty,” replied Shia, meekly, sending a shiver down Raine’s spine. Gods, how she loved being Queen.

She worked quickly, spreading Shia’s legs wide and tying them to the bed so she lay helplessly in an upside-down Y shape. Walking around the bed to examine her handiwork, she stopped at the foot of the bed, where she had quite the spectacular view of Shia’s cunt. By the look of it, her lover was just as eager as she was to get going. She climbed into the bed and straddled Shia’s stomach, her own cunt dribbling onto smooth skin.

“Are you still comfortable, Shia?”

“Oh yeah, your majesty.”

“Is there anything I can do to make you more comfortable, my dear?”

“You could fuck me, your majesty,” suggested Shia, smiling innocently. Raine grinned. For a submissive, Shia was delightfully bold, and her words had a tendency to shoot straight at Raine’s pussy.

“Is that really the way you speak to your Queen, my dear?”

“Oh, your majesty, I could hardly begin to express my wish, it is so much more than I deserve, but if her majesty would find it in her benevolent heart to fuck her unworthy subject silly, it would bring such joy to me, I’d be forever mmmmph!”

What exactly she would be forever, nobody would ever hear. Raine had turned herself around and sat down on her face.

“I told you that if you kept talking I would have to silence youuuuh...” Raine’s sentence didn’t quite come out the way she intended, either. Shia had started licking her cunt, and oh, she had a wicked, wicked tongue. Raine moaned and wriggled her bum to give Shia the very best access, and grabbed Shia’s boobs, which seemed very conveniently placed right now. Soon enough, she was rocking her hips gently, establishing a rhythm that the wicked tongue below was quick to pick up on, to her great delight. Her own tongue flicked quickly across her lips, and then, while instructing Shia to not stop, oh gods, yes, yes, there, oh yes, keep going, she leaned forwards; or downwards perhaps, across Shia’s body, adjusting her hips and legs carefully to keep herself within reach of Shia’s mouth.

In position at last, she begun by simply breathing on Shia’s pussy, but that alone was enough to stir a reaction. Her cunt clenched and unclenched, as if grabbing for something that wasn’t there; the air itself, perhaps, and trying to hold it fast. Raine chuckled, and planted a kiss on her lover’s clit. The reaction this time was even better; Shia strained against her bonds, trying to trust her hips up, her tongue momentarily pausing as she let out a whimper.

“Don’t stop now, dear, or I’ll have to abandon this venture,” chirped Raine, and the tongue in her cunt went back to work with renewed vigour. Raine was trying to be more leisurely in her ministrations, really sampling Shia’s juices like a true connoisseur, and taking breaks to inform the chef about how absolutely amazingly good this meal tasted. Each time she did, Shia moaned and trashed in her bonds, though she’d learnt not to stop licking. It wasn’t at all easy, though, and her words became less and less sensible, more and more slurred, and as she felt her orgasm building she gave up all pretence and stopped her teasing, practically diving into Shia’s pussy.

“I’m gonna cum,” she moaned between mouthfuls, her words barely comprehensible, “oh yeah, oh, cum with me Shia, I wanna cum with you, oh, you’re so good, so good, so - - -!”

She shivered, and plunged her tongue deeper into Shia, and felt her tense and buck beneath her, and then she collapsed and rolled off her.

“That... was pretty great,” she said, when she felt she could speak again.

“Mmm,” agreed Shia.

“But I’m thinking,” she continued, and sat up slowly, with a lazy grin, “that it might be worth trying it again...” She started undoing the rope securing Shia’s legs to the bed, “in another position,” she gave Shia a quick kiss as she moved for the handcuffs, “and with different toys.”

Shia rubbed her wrists and rolled her shoulders, wearing a lopsided grin.

“Well, if my Queen commands...”

“I do. Go fetch me my knave, darling.”

Shia tensed. Raine raised an eyebrow, surprised. The knave was her favourite dildo, and sure, it had some wicked settings, but they’d experimented with far more hard-core BDSM in the past. Why would this be a problem now?

“Raine, I’m – I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to, I just wanted to borrow it, and I’ll get you a new one, if you like, but I, well, I don’t even know how it happened, but it... it’s broken.”

Oh, poor girl! Look how upset she is – and all over some silly toy! Oh, we have to forgive her; we have to make her really understand that she’s forgiven – oh! I know just the thing!

Er, what? Are you fucking kidding me? You don’t reward people for breaking your stuff! Sure, it’s no biggie, I’m not saying it’s something to get upset about. But I do think it’s a perfect opportunity for some good, old-fashioned punishment...

(If you want to forgive Shia, go to part 4b. If you want to punish her instead, go to part 4a.)