Re: Nina (BlueSlime)
The simple truth was that Nina enjoyed giving massages as much as most people enjoyed receiving them. Seeing and hearing the joy and pleasure of her mistress was rewarding enough, and the feeling of Iliana's muscles loosening underneath her skilled application of pressure amused Nina very much. She giggled when Iliana complemented her on a successful teasing, when she had asked her mistress to turn over.
"I have an excellent teacher..." she whispered, before continued on to Iliana's front. After completing the other side and setting to the task of fingering her beloved lady's honeypot, Nina was elated to feel the rush of Iliana's slippery, needful hands gripping her by her collar - the collar that signified Nina complete and utter subservience to Iliana - and brought her into a passionate, wet kiss.
The green haired servant melted into her mistress' embrace, feeling the slick oil coating Iliana transfer onto her skin as well, making both women slippery and shiny all over. Nina kissed back as desperately as she could. This was a moment to show Iliana just how much she was adored and Nina didn't want to waste the opportunity. They kissed for close to five minutes, lying together on the slab, bodies entwined, almost like... equal lovers.
Their lips parted and Nina breathed deeply, blushing as much as Iliana at the shared emotion. Her gaze at the red head had a dreamy quality in it. Then Iliana took her by the arm and led her across the room to where the leather cuffs hanged by chains from a metal loop in the ceiling. Nina held back a smile. It was time for Iliana to reassert the parameters of their relationship. Without resistance, Nina held up her hands to accept the cuffs around her wrists.
She shivered a bit as Iliana began to be her old self... laughing softly and talking about her version of "fun." Of course, what she found fun, Nina also found fun, and the green haired girl gasped in pleasant surprise when she was blindfolded. The world went dark. Deprived of her sense of sight, she squirmed in pleasure and surprise as Iliana's hands suddenly gripped her breasts and squeezed them, playing with her nipples.
"Iris' blindfold? Ahnn.. yes mistress, I'm honored..." Nina said as her bosom heaved and her body tried to swoon under the slippery feel of Iliana's hands roaming across her breasts and nipples. Then with several quick movements, Nina's undergarments were stripped from her body. Nina spread her feet and pushed out her tush just a touch, not enough to be glaringly obvious, but enough to be properly presenting herself for whatever Iliana had in mind.
The mistress walked away for a moment, then returned with another toy, first inserting he fingers into Nina's mouth. Not knowing Iliana's intention, Nina began to swirl her tongue around the fingers and suckle at them. Then her jaw was opened and the order to "Open wide~" given.
She obeyed without a second thought, and found a ball gag quickly placed between her upper and lower teeth, and the rope cinched tight behind her head. She wasn't to be allowed to speak.
She hung there from the ceiling, nude, smeared in sweet-scented oil, blindfolded and gagged, with Iliana pressing her warm, smooth thigh up against Nina's moistened flower. She moaned lightly through the ball gag, hearing Iliana's teasing words. Her body felt warm and she found herself wanting very badly to be pleasured. The kissing and rubbing from before had made her horny. Maybe Iliana was planning to put something large and lubricated into her?
It seemed like it could be the case when Iliana stepped away and told her that something else, not Iliana, would be her partner tonight. She spread her legs a bit more, waiting to feel some sort of pressure between them. For a long while there was nothing. She could only hear Iliana's footsteps as she walked around her in an anti-clockwise direction.
The cool air in the basement, combined with a now looming apprehension began to make Nina tremble. She whimpered a bit through the ball gag. In her mind though, an exultant fetishist personality was beginning to overcome her, and she was reveling in being in this pitiful position.
Then the first strike of the leather flog struck her ass. It came from out of nowhere and she'd not been prepared for it. Her body tensed and her knee jerked up. The chains hanging from the ceiling began to jingle as she twisted in place. She squealed in pain, and joy, through the gag. Her breaths came fast and heavy now as she waited to find out where it would hurt next. The whip came at irregular intervals, but steadily became more and more frequent. Each impact made Nina bark a quick muffled yell, and twist in wonderful agony. After she would recover, she did her best to present herself again, trying to maintain her posture. The whips to her womanhood shocked her, not only because she'd never dreamed of it, but because she felt herself dripping love honey from her nether lips.
My mistress is wonderful...*ker-snap!* my mistress is so kind...*ker-snap!* punish your servant, punish her more, please...
*ker-SNAP!*
Nina began to moan lewdly through her gag and her body writhed and squirmed in pain and ecstasy. It would be clear that Nina was quickly becoming quite the avid pain slut.