Alcoholic Mistake

Author's Note: Me an one of my lovely editor's did it as a collab. We purposely did not give the characters physical features, so let your imagination run wild people. I know I said I would work on My Guardian Devil and I am. Believe me, for all you readers out there, writing smut is hard. I had to write that part over about 6 times so far. But I ensure you people before I leave for my vacation [Dec 15] I WILL have two new chapters for you. Now read, masturbate, and send me a review.

~Psybee (& SayaHiei)
P.S.: Ignore grammar mistakes. Really didn't feel like looking at them.

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'Damn...lost my parents again...Why did we deiced to go to Vancouver again?'

Kelly wondered aimlessly down a busy street. 'This is the 3rd time today that they have ditched me and I am getting freaking tired of it...I have no clue where they would have gone this time.' Tired of looking like a lost tourist, when that’s what she really was, Kelly decided to get into a bar. "This looks like a good place to get a beer."

She smirks as she pulls out her fake ID and shows it to the bouncer. When Kelly is waved in, she walks straight up to the bar.


Downing another drink, Jordan let her head hit the wood surface. Her life sucked. Fired from her dream job for not screwing the boss, she now had to deal with the idiots and the policy that forced her to wear a pair of shorts even though they were in Canada. She ordered another shot, drinking it before the glass hit the table, and sighed as it burned down her throat. With glazed eyes she turned to observe her bar mates. To her left, was a large man, on his third drink, rambling about how his wife just left him. On her other side sat a young girl, to young, in her opinion, to be legal. One sign of that is when she got her beer and drank it, she coughed. Something a mature person would not do even if they were drinking for the first time.

Kelly made a face as she downed the substance. She coughed some and glanced around to see if anyone saw that.
She felt someone come up behind her and put their hand on her shoulder, making her jump. When she turned to see who it was, she got a whiff of killer beer breath from a man who was defiantly looking to score. "Hey babe, what are you doing here alone? Why don't you come with me?"

'Not only is he ugly, he used a pick up like that his father probably used on his mother.' She looked at him in disgust about to say something when she was interrupted by someone next to her.
Now in her intoxicated state, she swung to the two, dangerously, on her stool. "I won't allow," she exclaimed in a slurred voice, "You harassing meh girlfriend." And without a word of caution, she kissed the young girl hard on the lips, almost causing the two to fall to the ground.

While the drunken woman on top of her is kissing Kelly, she hears the man mutter something along the lines of 'Why do they let dykes into bars? They only get in the way.' Kelly is so shocked she just lays there unable to do a thing.

The drunken woman broke the kiss and laughed at the stunned girl's expression. She got up and helped the younger girl up before sitting on the stool and yelling at the bartender for another drink. Fifteen minutes later, she slams a large bill on the counter. "I believe it's time for me and meh girl to go home to have hot lesbian sex. And NO you can not watch and/or join in." Many of the patrons groan as Jordan grabs her 'girl's' arm and heads for the exit.

Kelly stared at the woman as she is pulled up and roughly pushed on the stool next to the crazy drunk. She sits there, traumatized for a bit, then when she was about to leave, the crazy lady, as Kelly now decided to call her, says something about hot lesbian sex. Kelly goes completely red as she is pulled out of the bar. "Hey! I am not you--" When she is interrupted by the crazy drunk woman.

Jordan stops dead in the middle of the bar and turns to the minor, seriousness etched into her face. "Listen you. You fool the guards here but you can't fool me," she says in a moment of sobriety, "I know you're a minor. I can tell. But if you don't want to leave with me, fine. I wonder how fast it would take the fuzz to come and arrest a minor..."

Kelly's face goes from completely red to pale as face completely drops. "How could you--" She shuts up immediately as she sees 2 law enforcement officers walk by the front of the bar, only giving a glance to the two women. She looked back at the woman with her mouth slightly open in disbelief.

With all seriousness zapped from her face and a goofy grin replacing it, she swings the minor’s body over her shoulder and staggers to the exit. "So Regina, your house or mines?" She waves bye to the coppers and heads down the street.

Kelly forgets all embarrassment when she is hoisted over this drunk's shoulders. "Hey! IF you drop me I will freaking kill you!" She doesn’t squirm in fear of being dropped by the drunk woman. "Or better yet, you could put me down and I will go in the opposite direction of you."

"Nevah Regina!!" She sways into the street but sways back onto the sidewalk seconds before a car roars by. "Besides, I have a bottle of massage oil waiting for you." After crossing another street, she stumbles through a gate of a small, yet cozy home. Jordan fishes for the keys and opens the door. She locks the door behind her and carries her up the stairs and into a dark room before dumping her onto a plush bed. "Now don't move. I need to find the oil."
Wide-eyed, Kelly jumps off the bed only to trip and the side of her head connected with the wooden floor. "Owie! Shit, gotta get outta here!" Kelly clutches her face for a second, then jumps up and run straight into the woman.


"Okay, I've got the-" She is suddenly knocked over by the girl, who is on top of her. "Where'd you think you going?" Jordan picks her up again and places her in the middle of the bed while she sits on the side. "Now strip."

Kelly's stomach drops as the woman tells her to strip. "Hell no! I am not doing anything with you!" Kelly scrambles off the other side and runs to the door.

But before she could even get to the door, Jordan's hands catch the fleeing girl's arm. "What's a matter," the drunken woman asks, "You’re usually happy when I offer a massage. Is it the sex that comes after? If it makes you any better then no sex. Kay?"
"Sex....Sex? I DONT EVEN KNOW YOU!" The minor pulls her arm out of the older woman's grasp. "What the hell is wrong with you?"
Jordan crosses her arms and sighs. "You must be really stressed out," she deducted, "But fear not!!" She suddenly grabbed the young girl and throws her, face down on the bed. Before the minor could move, Jordan places shackles on her wrists and ankles. "There you go, though removing your clothing will be a little hard..."
Kelly struggles against the shackles, now completely fearing the worst. "What wrong with you? I am not your girlfriend!" She struggles more as the woman above her starts pulling on the hem of her shirt.

"Nonsense! You always get worked up at the bar." Jordan lifts up her as much as possible before squirting some warm oil in her back. She begins to slowly knead her tensed up back muscles. "See? Look how tense you are!"

Kelly starts to whimper as she feels the woman above her knead her back. "I don't even know you." She feels like she is about to cry despite the fact that she has not cried in a long time. The teen buried her face into the pillow trying to stifle a mix between a whimper and a moan. "Let me go."


But Jordan does not listen to her and continues her treatment. Her hands travel up to her shoulders and to her neck, under clothing. She rubs them until they relax and then her hands moved down to her spine to her lower back.

Kelly pulled on the chains as she got lower. "Please....just stop." Kelly did not like her reaction to the woman above her. She kneaded over a particularly soft spot of Kelly's and the teen moaned out loud before she realized in time to stop herself.
Jordan stops where skin meets fabric and moves her hands under the captive girl to unbutton the jeans. She pulls them down to her ankles and starts there, applying more oil first and then massaging upwards. "See? You enjoy it." She stopped and switched to the other leg repeating her ministrations.

Kelly jerked from her touch one more time before moaning loudly as the woman kneaded her thigh. The teen then pushed into her touch, relaxing a little bit. "I hate you....you know that?"

The intoxicated woman stopped her movements and frowned. "Wow I've never seen you this angry," She takes the sides of the girl's cotton underwear and pulls them down to join the pants. "I know I said no sex before but I seriously think you need it." She puts more oil on her palms and places her hands on the girl's backside, gently kneading her cheeks today.

Kelly just lays there without doing much of anything but occasionally tug at the chains. "I am angry because I don’t know you, and your hands are on my ass. That would make anyone angry." Deciding there was no real way to get out of this she reluctantly relaxed. "You don’t seem to listen very well...Do you?"

"Concentrating...blocking out all noise...refusing to speak until mission is completed..." Repositioning herself, Jordan straddled the girl's ass and leaned forward. Her hands disappeared under the girl and slowly made their way to her chest. She was surprised that the girl didn't wear a bra but then brushed the surprise aside and began massaging her two globes. The older woman grabbed and gently tweaked her already erect nipples.

Kelly mutters, "Great...a drunk is taking advantage of me and my complaining is at minimum...Could be worse...I think..." Kelly sighs as the adult above her repositioned herself on her back. Kelly whimpers as her hands touch her breasts. "Shit..." She moans softly.
The dominating woman on top grinned at the noises her girlfriend was making. Her finger lightly traced a pattern over the girl's breast, careful not to come in contact with her nipple. Her other hand made its way down her body.


Kelly moans as she feels the light touches coming from the woman above her. "Come on...Do you even know my name?" Kelly tries to convince the woman that they don’t know each other while trying to convince herself that she doesn’t want this.

"Regina! You're making too -hic- much noise," Jordan said between hiccups, "Do I -hic- have to take out -hic- the gag?" Her fingers traveled farther down, past the elastic resistance of her underwear. Two fingers began to massage her plump lower lips before peeling them open.

Kelly turns her head to look at the drunk. 'She thinks I’m someone named Regina...What the hell?' Kelly starts to moan as she mentions the gag and messes with her nether regions. The thought severely turns Kelly on.

Jordan smiles before twisting the girl's nipple between her fingers. "See, you did want it. Unfortunately -hic- I'm going to stop cause I need to flip you over, but you gotta -hic- promise me that you won't try to escape, mmkay?"
The teen bites down as the woman pinches her. "I am not promising anything!" Kelly barley manages out.
Creasing her brow the woman rolls off the body, and the bed, and starts to stumble out the door. "You're being -hic- too rowdy. I'll see -hic- in the morning."

Kelly let out a growl, "Fuck you, Bitch." And she shoved her face into her pillow and let out a frustrated scream.
Jordan left the room for sometime and returned with two bottles of beer in her hands. "Will you coop-hic-erate now, Regina? Or do I have to take -hic- out the gag?"

"My name’s not Regina! Leave me alone till you fucking sober!" Kelly jerked hard on her chain hoping the woman would just go away.
"Ah! So the prisoner -hic- will not cooperate! Time for the gag!" The woman drunkenly went to a large open cabinet and pulled out an object. Once on top of her "girlfriend", she waited until the girl opened her mouth wide to insert the gag into her mouth. Jordan tied the ends behind the girl's head, triumphantly, before pulling out a pair of authentic handcuffs from her pockets. "And now for the cuffs!"

Kelly growled behind the gag and tried to get the drunk off of her. It didn’t quite work, all it did was make Kelly even more tired then she was. 'Fuck.' She thought.
Jordan released the girl's wrists and feet before turning her over. She then re-cuffed her wrist to the bed but left her feet free. "Now isn't this better?"

Kelly sneered as best as she could through her gag. "Fugk ohff!" Kelly wanted nothing more then to be left alone or better yet, freed from the handcuffs.

Jordan took once of the beers and opened it before emptying some on the girl's chest. "Oops. I spilled. I wonder what I will do..."
Kelly squirms at the feel of cold liquid on her chest and starts to struggle more as she hears the woman speaks. "moph! Fugk!" She looks at woman as she see a phased out look in her eyes. 'Shit...'
Without breaking eye contact, Jordan captures one of the alcohol soaked mounds in her mouth. She begins to suck on it, ignoring the girl's previous protest, while her hand plays on the unattended one.
Kelly breaks eye contact as her gaze fell on the ceiling. With a loud moan, the teen arched into the woman's mouth and the teen wrapped her legs around her backside.

Jordan grinned in her mind while she sucked on it for a few moments and then released it. She then moved to other beer covered mound but instead of diving right in the drunken woman started flicking her tongue against the nipple. Like before her wandering hands journeyed southward and slowly pulled down the cotton barrier as far as she could go, which wasn't far in her position.

Kelly jerks at her cuffs, wanting to put her hands on the woman above her. The teen squeezes her legs tighter around her, rubbing against the woman.


Jordan was about to enter the girl when she notices the girl's jerking. "What, you want those cuffs off you," she ask taking out the keys and waving the in her face. She takes the metal and traces a pattern on the girl's thighs, watching goose pimples come up in its wake.


Kelly makes eye contact with the woman and nods, jerking at her cuffs, hoping to get her point across. She shivers as she feels cold metal on her thigh.

"Hmmm...Okay but not before this," Jordan brings the key to the girl's lower lips and presses it against the warm flesh.
Groaning as she feels the cold metal against her, Kelly writhes and bucks in attempt to get the woman to hurry up and uncuff her.
"Okay, okay.. Stop fussin'" Jordan reached over the teen and unlocks the restraints. She then presses her body to the younger girl. "Whatca gonna do now?"

Smiling as her hands are unlocks, Kelly rips the gag out of her mouth and smashes her lips against the older woman's and flips them over, leaving Kelly on top.

'I've created a monster!!' Was Jordan's thought as she was flipped onto her back. She was usually the dominant one but with combination of alcohol in her system she didn't care as lips were pressed onto her own. Her hands began to roam the small body on top of her. 'I think I'll give her a shot.'

Kelly pulled away from the woman who was not below her. Breathing heavily she lowers her mouth to the drunken woman's neck and began to lick and suck for a few minutes, then continued lower.
"Mmm.." Jordan closes her eyes at the familiar sensation. Her own hands start to undone the buttons of her shirt as the searing kisses travel lower.

Kelly stops for a moment and glances back up at the woman and before she gives her a small smirk. "Fuck the shirt." The teen mutters and grabs at the front of the shirt and proceeds to rip it open completely. Kelly goes back to licking the older woman's collar bone and lets her hands move to the bra, seeing if it was a front hook or back hook. She smirks as she felt the metal in the front and un-hooked it. Pulling the bra away from her breast, Kelly leaned down and ran her teeth almost roughly down the valley and licked back up.
Jordan closes her eyes and puts her fist in her mouth. "Oh god! Stop teasing," she says in between her moans.


Kelly stops licking and lifts her head up a few inches and blows warm air on the woman. "But it's so much fun...watching you like this." She mutters in a cocky tone. She runs her nails lightly down her sides and rests them at the top of her shorts and licks around her nipples careful not to touch the pecks.

In her mind, she remembers every action the girl makes and links it back to one move she made earlier. "The grasshopper has learned," she said through clenched teeth before flipping the girl over so that she was on top once more. "But you still have one more lesson to complete," she said placing the girl's legs over her shoulder and grip her waist. Jordan glanced at the girl with a smug look before thrusting her tongue into her "girlfriend's" hot canal.

She barely had time to process what the woman had said before Kelly gasped and groaned as she felt the hot tongue be forced into her. "Shiiiit...." Kelly grabbed the woman’s hair and pushed harder into her mouth.

Jordan grinned at the colorful response and the positioned hands. Her thrusts became faster and harder, appeasing the girl's unspoken request. She could taste a little of the girl's juices, reminding her of eggnog, alcoholic eggnog.

Kelly threw her head back in a silent scream as she came. Her hands tightened in the older woman's hair and pushed up harder as she felt herself reach orgasm.

Jordan felt the girl's walls close and pulsates around her tongue. Warm, sweet liquid raced into her mouth. But her thrusts maintained their speed determining to continue to ride out the girl's orgasm.
Kelly’s back dropped back down to the bed as she came down from her high. Sitting up, she pulls her legs off the woman's shoulders and smirks as she sees her covered in her liquid. "Looks good on you."
"I guarantee you, Madame it tastes much better." She wipes some of it off her chin with the back of her hand and licks it off. "Mmm...Good to the last drop."

Shaking her head, she smiles and moves to kiss the woman, tasting herself at the same time. "You’re right, it tastes good." Kelly pushes her back so that she is back on top.
Jordan groans in the kiss, feeling the warm sheets against her back. She decides to be submissive and wrap her arms around the girl's neck, bringing her closer.

Smiling at her, Kelly licked some of the liquid off her cheek. Pulling back, the teen moved down to her stomach and moved her hands to the button her shorts. Kelly licks slowly along her stomach as she unbuttoned her shorts and slid them down with her underwear following closely behind.

Her breathing turns into pants, anticipating what is to come next as the girl's tongue travels down her stomach. Jordan can't help but shiver when her work shorts and underwear is removed, her whole body exposed to the nighttime air.
Chuckling as she felt the shiver come from the woman, a wicked thought came to mind. Kelly licked a little lower and pulled away completely and sits at the end of the bed cross-legged watching the older woman's reaction.


Jordan closed felt the girl's travel lower and lower and then nothing. No licks. No kisses. No hands. Nothing. She opens her eyes and sees the girl sitting, just watching her before she realized what the girl wanted. She wanted Jordan to beg for her touch. Unfortunately for the girl, that was one of the things one her "I will never ever do even if the existence of the world depended on it." She sat up, their faces now touching and growled. "If you don't do me in the next ten seconds the cuffs come back on and there will be rimming!"


Kelly smirked, "Go on, count. Your cute when your desperate, and don’t tell me you aren’t, its all in your face." Kelly runs a cool hand over the woman's stomach.
She tensed up as the hand wandered but nevertheless began counting.


"1..2...3..."


Kelly cocks an eyebrow, waiting for her to finish counting. She puts her cold hand against the agitated woman's stomach, loving the reactions she gets. Another shudder rocks Jordan's body as the lukewarm hands find their home on her stomach.

"Stop that...4...5..."


"No. You torture me, I torture you back." Kelly leans into her neck and blows cool air there. She starts to chuckle lowly as her hands rest on the inside of her thighs.
The fire in between her legs intensified with every move the girl made. Jordan had to bit her lip to suppress a moan. She was not going to be the loser in this battle.

"6....7...8..."

Kelly licks the junction of the woman's neck and shoulder and bites down. "Your lying about cuffing me. Your to desperate to do that...just say please." The teen whispers and starts to lick the bite she made.
She groans and presses her body against the girl's but refuses to say the word.

"..9.."


Smiling, Kelly quickly grabbed the cuff and tossed them across the room and they slid into the next room. "You’re not cuffing me again, and I won’t get you off till you say please...please?" The teen says as if it’s not even a problem. Kelly licks the woman's cheek and softly blew on the wet trail she just made.


With her only mode of torture in the other room Jordan growls at the teen. "Damn you..." She commands her legs to move but they stay in place like cement.


"Come on, you know I will keep doing this. Its so fun to watch you squirm under cold touches, wet licks and soft blows." Kelly moved a little closer, touching her a little harder. "You asked for this."


The touches, blows, and licks were driving Jordan crazy. She moaned loudly against the teen's hands. "Oh god! Don't stop!"


Kelly scoffs, "About time. Jeez, I almost lost it and I wasn’t even the one being touched." The teen pushed her back and started to lick her from the bellybutton down. "You’re ten times wetter then you were when I stopped. Funny how that is, isn’t it?" Kelly laughed before licking her passage slowly.


"It's da beer," Jordan said before gasping again, the girl's tongue finding another sweet spot. Her hips bucked against the intruding organ. She closed her eyes and moaned into the empty room.
Kelly stops for a second and loudly states, "Don't blame it on the fucking beer!" She scoffs again and continues to thrust her tongue into the tight passage.


"Oh god," was the response the teen got from her. It wasn't the one the drunk wanted to say but it was one. She let out a cry loud enough for any of her still awake neighbors to hear. She threw back her head as her the fire in her loins exploded.
Kelly lapped up the liquid she was suddenly covered with. "Hmmm...pretty good." The older teen continued to lick up all of the juice seeping from the older woman. Kelly then sits up and stares at the woman, who was panting, and smiles widely.


Heavy lidded eyes stare at the teen above her. Well…They attempt to. They try to stay open but slowly close and Jordan drifts off into a content sleep, leaving the girl alone.... Or so she thought.
Kelly watched the woman fall asleep. Deciding to follow in her suit, the teen flopped next to the woman and started to drift to sleep.

After a stressful day at work Regina locks the door to her girlfriend's house. "Hey Jordan I'm home!!" She gets no response. Tired, the woman walks to the bedroom to find a surprising scene. Her girlfriend in bed with another woman - a girl no less. 'Ack, Jordan. Again?' Slapping her forehead, she goes around and poke the unknown visitor.


Kelly feel someone poking her in the shoulder and mutters in her sleep, "Go away mom, its Sunday..." and she buries her face deeper into the blanket she was holding.


"Girl I'm not your mother now WAKE UP!" She pinches the girl's bare bottom.


"OW!" Kelly yelled. She turned over so fast she lost her balance on the edge of the bed and fell off. "Fuck...My head...and my butt..." She rubs her head, still completely unaware of the other woman in the room. Taking one step back she stares down at the naked teen in front of her. "Ahem" she clears her throat to get the girl's attention.


Kelly's head jerks up at the noise and makes eye contact with another woman. Kelly opened her mouth to say something and all that comes out is a strangled, "Hey..."


"She picked you up at a bar, am I right?" She picked the girl up by the arm and sits her on the bed.


"Umm...when you say 'pick up' do you mean tries to get me to go home with her or literally picks me up and drags me home?" Kelly asks carefully, not knowing exactly who this person is.


"Basically," she moves around and picks up the discarded clothing. "She can't control herself when she's drunk I'm afraid."
Kelly stares at the woman walking around the room. "So...why do you let her go drinking alone if you know what she could or couldn't do?" The teen crosses her arms over her chest for the sake of modesty.


"I was supposed to meet her but I was pounded with more crap at work and normally she doesn't drink unless something was bugging her at work." She picks up Jordan's shorts and pulls out a cell from the pocket. "It's off. No wonder why she didn't pick up." Regina hands the girl her shirt.

"But where are my manners. I'm Regina."


Kelly takes the shirt and slides it on. "Kelly, nice to meet you...I think." The teen glances over at the woman sleeping on the bed and mutters, "Something must have really been bugging her at work."
She smiled as she threw Kelly her pants. "Well when you have to wear short like this in cold weather you have a reason to complain." Regina sat on the side of the bed and smash her girlfriend on the side of the head. "Wake up."


"I guess that sucks..." Kelly went over to the corner and grabbed her pants. "I mean, it's a heat wave of 10 degrees around noon..."
Regina shrugged before the sleeping deliverywoman woke up.

"Hey Regina," she said sleepily before looking at Kelly, "Who are you?"
Glancing over at the woman who just woke up, Kelly kept a straight face in explaining, "Just the girl you carried home and had hot nasty lesbian sex with. It was fun watching you beg." Kelly could only maintain a straight face for a couple of seconds before she cracks up laughing.


Jordan looks at the laughing teen and then at her girlfriend who just nodded. "Damn... I must have been wasted." Regina smacked Jordan's head.


"No kidding! You were gone! You wouldn’t even listen when I said I didn’t even know you." Kelly pulls her pants on and gives a half smile.

"I'm sorry for her behavior. I'll drive you home when you're ready and you," Regina said in a deadly tone to the naked woman on the bed, "We have a lot to discuss when I get home." Jordan gulped and hid under the sheets.

The young American smirked and asked excitedly, "Oh! Can I watch? When she was under, she was all dominatrix on me. I wanna see you bust her chops!" Kelly isn’t sure what brought this on, but she didn’t really question it.


Regina laughed at the girl's delight. "Hmm.... you really wanna watch?"


"Sure! I mean, you should have seen her when I stopped licking her, she went nuts! But get rid of the cuffs and she is as submissive as anything! I just wanna see what you do to her...What's her name? Funny that we are now getting to the introductions...." Kelly rambled on almost senselessly.


"The trembling girl under the sheets is Jordan," she said grabbing the edge of the sheet, "Now get on your knees you whore," Regina ripped the sheets off the bed.


Jordan whimpers, "Come on Regina...You know I didn't mean to do what I did..." She flinches at the look her girlfriend gives her and glances at the teen in the room.

Regina grabs her leg, her nails biting into the skin, and pulls Jordan off the bed. "I said on your knees!"

Jordan yelps as she slips to the floor. Figuring that she had no way out of this, Jordan clamors onto her knees and has her head down. She could hear the teen chuckling in the corner.

Regina wipes imaginary dust from her girlfriend's back before sitting on her. She turns to the chuckling girl and asks, "There's a suitcase in the closet. Can you fetch it for me?"

Kelly nods and goes to the closet and grabs the case. Picking it up, the teen sets it in front of Regina. "What’s in the case?" Kelly watches with interest.

"Oh just some things," Regina says before rummaging through the large case. When she doesn't fund what she's looking for, her mouth turns into a scowl. She takes a fistful of Jordan’s hair and yanks it back so she could her angry face. "Where's the gag!?"

The submissive woman made a noise between a yelp, scream and whine. She bit down, not knowing exactly where the teen threw it. "I...I...am not sure...I used it on Kelly."
"Wrong answer!" She tugged harder on the woman's hair. "Now where is it?"

"She pulled her head down a little bit. “I don't know..." Jordan hopes this ends soon. She feels her eye twitch as she hears the teen start to whistle.


Regina gets off the Jordan's back and drags her nail down her back, leaving small welts in her wake. "You better find it or I'll use the taser," she snarls.


Kelly smirks as she watches Jordan whimpers and yelps in pain. She notices the gag used on her hours before and swipes it and holds it behind her back, giving Regina a wink.

Regina's eyebrows arch and she smiles before turning back to the whimpering woman below her. "Well? Start looking!"
Jordan started to look around the room in attempts to find the discarded gag. She stood up and glanced around. "Can't find it Reg.." Jordan whimpers at the look she gets from her girlfriend.
Regina brings up a small box and flicks a switch. A small string of electricity streams out of it. "You better or ten minutes of pain..." She takes a step towards her girlfriend.


Jordan gulps hard and starts to shake and whimper. "Please...Stop." Just for measure, Jordan continues to glance around the room, looking for the gag and stares at Kelly.


"Did you stop when Kelly asked? I think not." Her arm jerks out to the cowering female, the taser catching her arm.
Jordan jerked back at the feel of the taser and landed on her ass. The woman stared up at Regina and Kelly. She caught a knowing smirk on plastered on her face.


She sat down on the bed, crossing her hands over her chest. "So you think you're big and bad when I'm not here? I'll teach you who wears the pants in this relationship." Regina patted the side of her leg. "Come here you little bitch."


Jordan jerked a little, stood up and walked over to Regina. She couldn’t help but give her girlfriend a sneer.
"Sit," was the firm command she gave while pointing at the space between her legs, "and maybe you won't get hurt....Much."
Jordan gives one last glare before turning around and sitting in between her girlfriend's legs. She glances up and sees the wide smirk on Kelly's face. Turning her head a little, she can't help but scoff at the teen.


Regina runs her fingers through Jordan's hair. "So Kelly, what should her punishment be? Lashings? Candle Wax?"
Kelly smiles and looks as if she is in deep thought.
Jordan can't help but bitch a little, "Hey! If it wasn’t for that minor in the bar, this wouldn't have happened!"


"I think lashings would be fun." Kelly says lowly.


Regina smiles and motions to the suitcase. "Check the suitcase dear and you," she yanks Jordan's hair, "Be quiet."
Deep growls could be heard from Jordan before shutting up completely.

Meanwhile, Kelly opens up the case and finds a nasty looking whip. "This looks good. You agree?" She shows the whip to Regina and waits for a nod of some sort.
"That's perfect. You," she motioned to her girlfriend, "On the bed, on your stomach." She got up and stood by the teen.


Jordan rolls her eyes and gives her girlfriend the middle finger before turning around and lies on the bed, her face already burrowed in a pillow. A muffled 'fuck you bitches' came from the woman as she braced herself as best she could for the lashings.


"Kelly you may give her the lashings," Regina said knowing this would tick off Jordan.
Jordan almost flips when she heard Reg give the teen permission to lash her. Her body visibly tensed as she bit on her lip to keep herself from reacting.


Kelly looks at the woman in control and then to the whip. Never using a whip before, the young American shrugs her shoulders and says, "IF you don't mind me taking learning whips on her. Not to sure Jor really likes your suggestion."


"Sure," she takes the whip from the teen and turns to Jordan. "It's all in the wrist actually." Regina snaps the whip forwards and it cracks loudly against Jordan's back. Ignoring her girlfriend's cries, she brings the whip back again and hits the naked skin, leaving a red "X" on her back. She hands it back to the vacationer.
Kelly tries her hand at it. The teen brought her arm up, whip handle in hand and swung it down on the woman’s back as hard as she could. Or you could just swing as hard as you possibly can.” Kelly smiles at the red wilt that now marks the back, right in under the X Regina made.


Regina growled and tugged roughly on her girlfriend's hair. "Be quiet. You'll need your voice when I get Greg here."
Kelly cocked her head a little while pulling back for another swing. "Who's Greg?" The teen then swings the whip and it makes a snapping noise when it comes in contact with Jordan's back.
Regina smiles before going through the suitcases. "Eureka," she exclaims as she finds the object she’s looking for.


In her hand is a strap on, a very large strap on with a very large head. "This is ‘Greg.’ He' doesn't come out unless someone has been bad. And Jordan's been very bad..."


Kelly's eyes widen as she sees the strap on, "Holy shit..."
Jordan gets up and glares at her girlfriend and the teen. "No fucking way."

Regina takes the taser out and flicks the switch. "If you don't get on the bed I’ll use this, the wax, AND the alcohol."
Jordan shivers slightly, but still stands next to the bed.
Regina takes one step towards the shivering girl and plays with the small electric box. "I just upped the voltage... Do you really want to get hurt tonight?"


Jordan shakes a little harder and her breathing gets deeper.
Kelly watches the two and sighs. "Lovers spat?"


Regina looks over at the teen before taking another step towards Jordan, one step away from closing the gap. "Not for long."
Jordan defiantly stays standing, knowing what will come. "Shut up, squirt. No one asked you."
Regina takes the last step and stands face to face with her girlfriend. "Nighty, night." She sticks the box into the woman's side.

Jordan passes out and hits the floor hard.
Kelly mean while can't help but say, "Jeez, glad I'm not your girlfriend. Your harsh."

Regina shrugs and moves Jordan's limp body to the bed. "Hey, I gave her a chance and she didn't want it." She goes back to the suitcase and searches it again for a new object.

Kelly glances back at the woman passed out on the bed. "Sure, she asked for it, but you're still harsh." Kelly walks up behind Regina and looks over her should to see what the dominatrix was doing.
Regina shrugs from her position and pulls out a lighter and a candle. She sets on the small table next to the bed and lights the wick before restraining her girlfriend in the shackles as Kelly was over an hour ago. Five minutes later she grabs the lit candle and crouches over Jordan's body. "I say it's time we wake her up. Don't you agree?"


Kelly's breathing deepens as she watches in anticipation and nods. "Yea...go for it..."
Regina grins and tips the candle over, watching the hot wax land on the woman's stomach.


Jordan's body jerks awake at the familiar feel of hot wax on her body. "Shit!" She arches up and tries to put her hands in front of her face and realizes her hands are chained up. "Reg! Let me go!"
"Nope! You wanted the hard way," stated the woman as she tipped more wax on her chest, "You got the hard way."


Kelly watches with amazement and wide eyes. Carefully she walks over to the two women and put a cool hand on Jordan's stomach, below where some hot wax had settled.

Jordan yelps at the hot wax hitting her body and jumps when she felt an unexpected small cold hand on her stomach.
"Watch this." Regina tips a trail a hot wax starting from Jordan's chest down her stomach, avoiding Kelly's hand and stopped only inches from her pubic mound.


Jordan hisses as the wax drips down her stomach and stops. Bucking, she tugs at her binds. Jordan only stops for a second as she feels the cold hand run up her body.

"Hmm... Now it's time to play with Greg," Regina said placing the candle on the table and blowing out the flame. She grabs the strap on and tosses it in the air several times. "But the question is who gets to play with him? The disappointed lover or the kidnapped teen?"
Jordan scoffs at her girlfriend and mutters, "How about no one. Then everybody’s happy."


Kelly giggles a little bit knowing that Regina isn't going to let her off.
"It doesn't matter what you think!" She finds the discarded gag and puts it in Jordan's mouth before turning to Kelly. "Well I think she's caused you more strife so how about you do the honors?"
Kelly smirks at the thought but asked anyway, "Sure you want me doing your girlfriend more then I have already?" She glanced back at the struggling woman on the bed.

Regina waves the question away with a hand before tossing Kelly the strap on. "Sure, sure. Besides she's had this coming a mile away." Regina turns away from the teen and smiles evilly. 'Besides I have the same thing in mind for someone else.'


Kelly shrugs and started to disrobe and slipped the strap on on. "Feels weird. Never worn one before..." Kelly looked to the bed and smiles at Jordan. Climbing onto the bed, Kelly straddles the woman and leans down over her and starts to lick Jordan's face.
Jordan lets and involuntary moan out as Kelly licks her face and neck.


"If you promise to be quite, I will take the gag out." Kelly whispers into Jordan's ear as her hands wonder lower on the bound woman's body.
Jordan growled and bucked in defiance as the teen's hands cupped her breasts.


"No? Suit yourself." Kelly started to bite and suck on her captive's neck. Kneeling in-between the woman's legs, Kelly slips the fake cock ever slightly into Jordan's passage. "You seem very turned on for someone who is not loving this." With deliberately slow speed, the American teen pushed in every so slightly and pulled out all the way, and repeated.

The chained woman moaned and fought the teen, trying to get her off the bed.
Kelly leans forwards and pushes down on Jordan's arms and finally decides to thrust the fake appendage into her sopping passage. "Holy shit..."


Jordan groans loudly around the gag and pushes her hips forward before she even realizes what she is doing. 'Holy shit is right...' She thinks as all movement stops for a few seconds.


While the teen was busy with her girlfriend, Regina went to the suitcase and pulled out another strap on, not as big as Greg but not a disappointment either. She removed her clothing and got on the bed, behind the teen. "Hey Kelly, are you a virgin by any chance?" She put an arm around her shoulder while the other hand found home on the girl's lower back.


Kelly slowly turned her head and looked at Regina. "What if I said I was?" Went back to licking Jordan and muttered in-between licks, "No guy ever looked my way. There's your answer." She untied Jordan's gag and started to kiss her.


"Well," her hand moved some of the fabric the fake appendage was stuck on, "This will hurt." Regina grasped the teen's hips and slowly pushed it into the girl.


Kelly kissed Jordan harder as she felt the pain Regina said would come. She just hugged Jordan and bit her lip in attempts to keep herself from groaning and moaning.


Jordan groaned as she felt Kelly bite her lip and pushed harder into her passage. She grounded with Kelly, happy that the teen was getting what was coming to her.


Instead of going slow like she planned, Regina just pounded the fake penis into the girl over and over, not even giving her time to recuperate. She leaned over and bit into Kelly's shoulder while her grip on the teen's hips increased in pressure.

Kelly moaned out at the pain coming from the woman. She clenched her eyes shut feeling tears coming; Kelly hoped she could hold them back.
Jordan pushed harder with her hips not really minding the cock deep in her passage as she felt she was about to go over the edge. "Doesn't look so fun now, does it squirt?" Jordan had to taunt the teen for what she did to her.


Regina's thrust seemed to become faster and faster as she drove deeper into the teen. "Just relax and go with the flow," she said before licking the girl's ear.


Kelly forced herself to relax and started to move in Jordan trying to sync with Regina. "Nah...Just takes a minute to get used to." Kelly forced out and smiled at Jordan.


Jordan felt herself get closer to the edge as Kelly started to move again. She leaned forwards and started to lick the teen's neck. "Finally."


Regina grunts and pounds into the girl below her. She can already feel the hot energy accumulate in loins and the sweat form on her brow. "Less talking, more fucking," she exclaimed while her hands found the teen's breast and squeezed the mounds.
Kelly grunts as she feels herself getting closer to edge and pushes even harder into Jordan's passage.


Jordan pushes up against Kelly and pulls harder on her restraints. She wraps her legs around Regina pulling her down harder on the teen.
Regina smirks when she feels Jordan's legs around her. She caress Kelly's chest with one hand while the other snaked in between the teen and her girlfriend to massage Jordan's pleasure nub. She was determined not to be the first one over the edge.
Kelly pushes back into Regina, loving the feel of the strap on inside her, while having her chest played with. She brings a hand back behind her and softly touches Reg's neck.

Jordan, meanwhile, started to hump Regina's hand and the young American’s fake cock. Biting down on Kelly's neck, Jordan felt herself fall over the edge, her passage constricting around the appendage.


Seeing her girlfriend "give up", she removed her hand from Jordan and resumed playing with Kelly’s chest, thumbs flicking over the girl's erect nipples. "Come for me," she whispered huskily in the teen's ear, before nibbling on it.
Kelly gasped and pushed backwards harder then before. "Not before you." the teen almost snapped back.


Jordan laid there watching the two go at it. "I can't believe I came before a virgin..." Jordan muttered in irritation.
Regina's pounds into the girl as fast as she could, groaning at the building pressure. "Well see."


The teen reached back behind her again and gripped Regina's hair tightly, bringing her head near her own, Kelly licked the older woman's cheek before letting go and meeting Regina's thrusts.
Regina leaned over and bit into Kelly's shoulder. Every time she plunged into the teen it sent her dangerously near the edge. Her hand wandered under the waistband of the sex toy and started to stroke the teen's clit repeatedly.


Kelly shuddered at the fingers that touched her clit. She could hardly stand the thrusts anymore, now the woman added her fingers! Kelly buried her face into Jordan's chest, trying not to come.
Jordan smiled as she got an idea from what Regina was doing to the girl above her. She slipped her hand under the straps of the toy her girlfriend was wearing and applied pressure to her clit, smirking at her girlfriend.


Regina let out a cry when she felt the fingers near her clit. She raised her neck and saw the smiling face of her girlfriend.
Kelly couldn’t hold it in anymore, she felt herself stiffening as her orgasm over took her. The teen wrapped her arms around Jordan, waiting for the pleasure to stop. She let her body rest on top of Jordan's, her arms still wrapped around her.


Jordan smiled as she felt the teen go over the edge and started to finger her girlfriend as hard as she could. "You tired the kid out."
Regina smirked at her girlfriend before she closed her eyes as she finally went over the edge and fell into a sea of ecstasy. Her tired sweaty body fell on top of Kelly's limp one.


Jordan heard Kelly mutter something along the lines of 'Man that was wicked' and chuckled a little. She brought her hand up from in-between Kelly's and Regina's bodies and ran it through her girlfriend's hair and smiled at her.


Regina looked over Kelly's shoulder, grinning. "No more talk. Sleep time." She starts to close her eyes but the opens them and glares at Jordan. "You'll still in trouble when I drive her back..."
Jordan scoffs before closing her eyes. She thinks for a minute then looks at her girlfriend, "Reg, can you at least unlock my hands?"
But Regina is already asleep on Kelly's back, plotting what she'll do to her girlfriend when she gets home.
Jordan sighs and mutters, "God damn it..."

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A/N:Now go clean yourself and review