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A Lesbian's Dream

By: Kikori



The internet's a powerful tool for nearly anyone who devotes more than energy for typing onto it. The more emotions you put onto there, the more you become attached to what you do, and who you may correspond with. The more you get to know someone, the more about yourself you hand to them, and if both you and your correspondent act online as you do in real life, the more they hand to you. This breeds a relationship, whether weak or strong.

Sometimes it's strong enough to seem lifelike. Occasionally it's strong enough to BE lifelike. And, in some cases, it is real life.

That's what happened for Samantha Adams (Sammy). One of her friends showed her a chat room where perverts ran amuck, but Sammy simply toyed with them as compared to taking any seriously. That changed when she met Amanda. They met under odd conditions, but Sammy didn't regret it, as now they talked with cams to aid in their pleasure.

It was a Sunday night, and Sammy was exceptionally horny, and that said a lot because she could go a whole day having sex and not tire. She was talking with Amanda, who acted like a mistress, and was ordering Sammy on how to play with herself. So Sammy was rubbing her nipples, bleeding lightly from clips powerful enough to tear the skin there. She had already cum twice, and she was simply sitting in it on her chair and moaning quietly to the pleasure, and pain.

AmandaNChains: Now finger yourself, as deep as possible.

Sammy nodded and lowered her hands to her pussy, twisting her hand in until her pussy enveloped it all and part of her arm. She had been taking orders from Amanda for a year now. The two had become close friends, and Sammy knew the only reason they weren't lovers is because they weren't together to kiss.

Sammy gasped and wiggled on her hand, since it brushed over the powerful clip she had snapped on her clit at the very start of the session. Amanda knew Sammy would pass out from screaming and fatigue if she ordered that clip on any time later than the beginning. So, it was done early so Sammy could consciously be hurt as much as possible from the clip.

Sammy pushed her hand past the clip, trying to keep one finger on it to wiggle it (thus yanking hard at her sensitive skin) while her other fingers kept brushing over her insides, which were already tightening and getting wetter, threatening to explode.

AmandaNChains: Yank out that clip, cunt. I know you're close.

Indeed Amanda knew Sammy well. Amanda had enough time to know exactly when Sammy would cum, how exactly Sammy enjoyed being hurt the most, what made her moan the loudest... She was Sammy's mistress, and happily willing to let Sammy feel her punishments online.

Sammy yanked the clip from her clit, tearing the skin and forcing Sammy to bite back a shriek that she held in her throat. Her pussy exploded with orgasm, on fire from pain and gushing out more cum against the throbbing muscles, soothing the scratches but causing her to drop onto her keyboard. Sammy nearly passed out from the feeling...

AmandaNChains: *Hugs her slave gently, tucking her cunt against her soft breasts and snuggling her* Good slave... You need rest, now, if we're going to meet properly. I sent you the tickets, after all, I expect you to show up if you want to get tortured properly. Please don't disappoint me.

Sammy moaned as she read the text sideways, imagining herself against Amanda's gorgeous body... The cam made Amanda look worse than she did, and despite that, she was absolutely gorgeous. Sammy straightened herself up and weakly started typing back.

AmandasCupcake: I won't. Why would I miss out on you? D: AmandaNChains: I know you wouldn't if you can help it. But you better show up, because if you don't, you're not getting to see me even on cam anymore. AmandasCupcake: I'll show, promise, only a train wreck will stop me ;_; AmandasCupcake: *Hugs mistress tight, not wanting to lose her* AmandaNChains: *Smiles and kisses her slave deeply, feeding her tongue to rub against her mouth so softly and lovingly as she pulls her slave's sensitive breasts up to her mistress' own* AmandaNChains: I'm going to bed now. Good night, Samantha. I'll see you tomorrow... I hope. AmandasCupcake: n_n Night, mistress 

Indeed, when Amanda threatened to leave Sammy, her face turned to fear at the idea of losing what Sammy thought was the best thing to happen to her. But both of the women were smiling with each other... Sammy knew she had everything planned; all that was missing was being at the train station.

Sammy laid back and looked at the ceiling, knowing she was forbidden from cumming without Amanda's consent. So she gently took off every clip from her body... That was three on each lip of her pussy, ten circling the outsides of her breasts, and one on each nipple. She then removed a great, foot-long and two-inch thick dildo from her ass, stopping its vibrations. Amanda had gotten her that... so Sammy kissed it, deeply, as if it were Amanda's own lips.

Sammy cleaned off every toy she used using her mouth... Everything she played with, she sucked and licked clean. So she got to taste all of her pleasure, pain, and insides as she cleaned off every toy for later use. She only wished that Amanda could see the cleaning... it pleased her so, knowing Sammy started cleaning that way. It gave Amanda an oral show to watch and proof of absolute loyalty. After all, how many people would suck off something that's been in their ass?

Toys clean, Sammy rubbed the rims of her nipples 'til they could stop bleeding... She wasn't the most beautiful woman in the world, but you couldn't see her and not think she wasn't cute. She was a head shorter than the average person, being 5'3", and about 130 pounds, so she was plump but nowhere near fat at all. Her breasts swelled out to fill every bit of her D-cup bra, at least when she wore it (which only seemed to be at school).

It was with a little regret that Sammy said good-bye to Jeff, the friend who had introduced her to where she met Amanda, and went to bed, knowing her train ride was going to go early. Amanda lived closer to Sammy's college, had a respectable paying job, and since Sammy's job involved working from home, Amanda's house was prefect for Sammy altogether. Happy thoughts in mind and alarms set by her bedside, she curled up and hugged her cell phone against her breasts, knowing it would wake her up long before the alarms.

A horrible shaking against Sammy's pussy woke her up instantly in a shower of moans... Wait, her pussy? Oh, Sammy was dreaming of Amanda and had pushed her cell-holding hand down to rub her pussy in the dream, so... She was wet, no doubt about it. Sammy wondered if Amanda would forgive her... She welcomed the idea of physical punishment, but got a bit scared of being sent away.

That got her going. Sammy was now full of adrenaline, yanking herself up and running silently around like a lunatic to get dressed in what Amanda picked for her to wear during the train ride. The idea was that Sammy was supposed to make herself look like a sex slave (since she was going to be) all the way from home to Amanda's house, and prove it by giving Amanda pictures of herself between each step of the trip.

She had a corset that only barely came over her nipples and nothing else up top, and blue jeans barely covering baby blue, flowery panties. She wore her favorite shoes to travel in, smiling as she raised the camera up to take the picture of herself before the trip to Amanda's. Having sent it off and hoping she didn't wake her mistress, Sammy pocketed the phone and grabbed her tickets, directions, and luggage.

Sammy loaded up her car, which she didn't drive often, knowing her friend was waiting to be picked up to bring the car back once Sammy was gone. But... Sammy went back inside, finding her parent's room. Her father was wide awake, looking straight up, even as his own daughter came in. Sammy held in a breath... Her parents knew about this plan, but her father had never been the largest fan of lesbianism. "You're going?"

Sammy nodded and knelt by her father's side. "Yeah... I still love you, daddy."

Her father rolled to face her eyes. "I know. I love you, too... Be happy, okay?"

Sammy nodded and kissed her father gently, one of those parent-child kisses that hold all the affection with none of the passion. But Sammy was glad to be able to give it for once. "I'll see you, daddy... I won't be gone forever."

Her father nodded and smiled. "Thanks." He yawned and closed his eyes again as Sammy went around to her mother and, despite her still sleeping, gave another gentle kiss good-bye. Sammy then left, getting into her car and driving a block down to pick up one of her friends, whom she often got drunk with.

Sammy got to the train station, giving her friend the car's keys to take back home. She unloaded everything and waited, interrupted by a buzzing against her leg. It was Amanda, who replied to the earlier picture with a picture of her own exposed pussy, meant to tease Sammy horribly. A low, lustful moan meant it worked, and Sammy was already stretching the corset with her nipples.

It was almost embarrassing—almost—to get on the train, luggage and all. But Sammy could smile, and did, as she held up her phone's camera to take a bird's eye picture of her smile, her immense cleavage, and her nipples poking against her corset. As soon as it was sent, she got an order from Amanda to stick the phone between her breasts for the trip, and to not respond to anything until the trip was done. Sammy knew what was coming and held back moans as her breasts were vibrated the whole trip, making many men and women stare at her erect nipples and wondering if she was getting wet from the vibrating.

She was, and hid it well, moving normally despite a flaring pussy and slight wetness rubbing against the skin with every step. She finally took out her cell phone, having received consecutive one-letter text messages that spelled out "I love you, slave". Sammy let out a loving "Aww" and took another picture of herself, attaching it to a message returning the love.

All that was left for Sammy was to walk from the station to the bus stop for a ten block trip. To her delight and luck, the bus came not ten minutes after her arrival at the stop. The bus was nearly empty, so Sammy didn't have to deal with putting her luggage anywhere, it could sit between her and the window seat. Five blocks down, turn left, right, two down, right, two down and left... and three blocks down into a more urban neighborhood.

Sammy thanked the bus driver heartedly before stepping out, all her luggage in hands and arms. The last part of Sammy's instructions for meeting Amanda was that, once at the bus stop, Amanda would send Sammy the one tell-tale sign to signal Amanda's home from the rest. Sammy nodded, reading that the doorknob was supposed to have a bright pink heart hanging from it.

It was an easy spot, six houses down the road. Sammy squealed in absolute delight and ran the whole distance, not getting tired at all the entire way before running to the door, barely able to control herself as she knocked. Amanda opened the door and smiled, holding her arms out gently and smiling. "Well, slave? I'm waiting." Her voice, which Sammy heard for the first time, was a beautiful, gentle tone of the kind of woman you'd expect to make everything right with a simple sentence or hug.

In all of a split second Sammy took in every bit of Amanda's figure, which was flawless as described... Amanda was 5'9" and 135 pounds, giving her a very slender form all across her body except for her 32DD breasts and perfectly, bubbly ass. Her eyes were a piercing green but, at that moment, held all the softness of a girl in love, and her lips were bright even before the sparkly, strawberry lip gloss was put expertly over them. They were smiling, waiting for Sammy's own.

Sammy practically screamed at the sight before jumping to Amanda, holding onto her just as tightly as she was grabbed, and their lips met in a passionate, deep kiss that can only be showed when every bit of passion possible is shared through both bodies. Amanda didn't waste time parting Sammy's lips to feed the slave her tongue to rub tongues, only adding to the love and passion of their embrace. Their heads tilted and their lips sealed together, keeping them completely locked.

Before Sammy could sate her infinite hunger for such a kiss, Amanda broke the kiss, leaving Sammy longing for more. Amanda took two of Sammy's bags and brought them inside, waiting for Sammy, who didn't keep Amanda waiting more than a second. "You kept me waiting, slave, waiting and horny."

Sammy couldn't help but smile; if she wasn't out on the street now, she wasn't going to be any time soon. "I'm sorry, mistress."

Amanda smiled at Sammy' eyeing her horny body up and down. "It seems like you got a little wet. I told you, no cumming without permission. Why did you?"

Sammy smiled more. "When you sent me all those texts between my boobs, it just felt so good!"

Amanda shook her head and tugged Sammy's breasts out of her corset, squeezing hard around them and especially pinching the nipples. "You are only to cum at all when I tell you to. Otherwise you get punished."

Sammy moaned at the touch of Amanda's fingers, and even louder at the thought of being punished. She was tempted to try to cum just TO be punished. "I'll try my best to follow your orders, mistress."

Amanda rose up and looked at Sammy's eyes... The message was clear as day, Amanda WANTED Sammy to disobey and cum, just to be punished. Amanda knew Sammy could cum from pain as well, and being horribly sadistic at times, this was excellent news for the both of the women.

A gentle stream of cum seeped down onto Sammy's legs again, which Amanda almost new from Sammy's eyes was there. Instead of checking, she whispered into Sammy's ear, "You're wet again, aren't you, cunt?"

Sammy moaned and nodded, enjoying the seductive whisper. "Ye-es-s..."

Amanda pinched Sammy's nipples, hard, trying to pop open the wound from last night as she pulled Sammy back by her nipples. "To the basement with you, then, cunt. I'll teach you to disobey me."

Sammy was anxious... a basement? She was never informed of that or what was in it. So Sammy tried to keep up (but still slow enough that her whole body was tugged by her nipples alone), finding the stairs and awkwardly descending into a well-lit basement. The first thing Sammy noticed was that the walls were stone, like an old-fashioned basement build underground and meant to last a dang long time.

The other thing she noticed was the table in the middle, with chains and padlocks. A table for torture.

Sammy gasped and couldn't help but feel a slight bit of fear through her orgasmic excitement. She was fixing to trust her body and health to someone she'd properly met for not even ten minutes... That was love, though. Trusting yourself as the lover trusts you. Amanda COULDN'T be bad enough to hurt Sammy so much she would be crippled... She just couldn't.

Amanda put Sammy against the table and started stripping her from behind, having little trouble due to the lack of clothing. It didn't take a minute before Sammy was standing, horny and hot in the cool basement. "Get on your back on the table, slave."

Sammy took all of a split second to choose trust in Amanda over anything else, and climbed onto the table happily before lying spread-eagle. Amanda straightened out the chains and took Sammy's wrists and ankles before locking each limb in place. The stretch was almost tight, since Amanda made the chains custom to fit Sammy's body length.

Sammy moaned and looked around, gasping with a happy smile at what she saw on the wall just next to the staircase... Two kinds of whips, a series of clips hanging from the grips they cling to, many dildos of various lengths, thicknesses, and surfaces (some were bumpy), and there was a machine that Sammy recognized was for fucking mechanically. Another moan came from her lips before she was even touched at all.

Amanda smiled and stood between Sammy and the toys, now wearing nothing but panties and Sammy's corset, which was tight enough to make the breasts fold over the corset. "My slave likes what she'll be punished with?"

Sammy nodded furiously, unable to pick one to stare at and wondering which she longed for the most. Amanda reared back and smacked Sammy clean across the cheek, making her yelp in pain. "I asked you a question!"

"Yes, mistress, I love them, I want to be punished by all of them!"

"If you weren't going to get them all, you most certainly are now, cunt." Amanda stepped to the wall and wheeled around the fucking machine before going back to get the single largest, thickest dildo from the wall, covered in many bumps. It locked cleanly into the machine's opening and Amanda plugged it in before turning it on, getting it to push as far up as possible before it retracted an inch. Amanda took the queue to wheel the machine behind Sammy and stop it from retracting any more.

Amanda pushed the machine, up and up, until the dildo's head hit Sammy's waist. "Raise up, slave, so the head of this touches your anus." Sammy complied willingly, raising herself until the toy's head rested gently between her cheeks. Amanda got behind the machine again and pushed hard, forcing all of the toy straight into Sammy's ass as deep as it could hope to go, with Sammy being stretched up the table and all in a loud, orgasmic shriek of pain.

It only got better and worse for Sammy; the machine was turned on and the toy was long enough that it never left her body, meaning she was stuck feeling every bit of the dildo inside her. Amanda deftly reached between the machine's clamp and Sammy's ass to find the spot on the toy's base to make it vibrate. Sammy's yelling only got louder and she even cried in her pained pleasure.

Amanda got tired, or happy, about the shrieking and took Sammy's panties from the floor and wadded them up before stuffing them into Sammy's mouth. Sammy moaned and closed her mouth, keeping a steady groan of pleasure as she looked up at Amanda. "Quiet, cunt, I don't want the police on me, you were that loud."

Sammy let out a muffled "Sorry, mistress" before Amanda turned to the wall, taking off every single clip she should, completely ignoring the squeals and moans behind her. She returned to Sammy, carrying the same kind of crocodile clips that Sammy had and more. Amanda placed one on each nipple, tweaking them a full ten seconds each before tugging to make sure they were tight. They both snapped off, bringing a muffled shriek before the clips were applied all over again.

Sammy was already seeping horribly from that alone before Amanda went between her legs, seeing her raised pussy seeping out pleasure. Amanda dared to lick off what was showing, moaning loudly both at the taste and to tease Sammy, before opening the pussy to insert a clip deep inside against Sammy's clit. Sammy yelled with a mouth so wide, she nearly swallowed the panties, but she bit down in her screech to keep herself from going crazy.

Amanda placed three clips on each of the pussy's lips before going back to Sammy's breasts, circling around them completely with clips, between cries out and tears of immense pain and pleasure from Sammy's eyes. Sammy couldn't have found a better heaven, she thought, because she was still being shoved straight in the ass by that one, giant, bumpy, vibrating toy that made her want to cum non-stop... She only achieved one cumshot for the time being, almost having trouble moaning from how non-stop she had been so far.

Amanda held up the one last crocodile clip, smiling down at Sammy. "This one's special. You'll love and hate it." Before Sammy could ask what Amanda meant, her mistress had already gone back to the wall and pulled out a drawer that rattled. Amanda came back holding two handfuls of something like pellets... Before she knew what was happening, Sammy's pussy was yanked open and many things, from bean-sized to things the size of ping-pong balls, were poured into Sammy's pussy, and Sammy could feel wires coming from quite a few of them.


A Lesbian's Dream Ch. 02



It was exactly two o'clock in the afternoon when Amanda shoved a piece of ice, the long half-moonshape, up Sammy's pussy before cupping her hand around the cunt to hold the ice in place. And it was exactly two o'clock in the afternoon when Sammy woke from her trance after having came so many times earlier that day, screaming at the sensation of the ice melting in her pussy and making her body shiver from the waist up. Sammy jerked straight up from the torture chamber's table, running her face straight into Amanda's breasts, where the laughing mistress held the face very closely.

"Nice to have you awake again, cunt. I was worried these lovely pillows would have put you in a sleep too great for you to wake up."

Sammy was still whimpering from the ice, and still shaking from the absolute chill against the normally-hottest part of her whole body. But she managed to compose herself enough to try to pull back to talk, and was pushed straight back into Amanda's breasts, squishing them against her chest. "Talk there. You apparently love this chest so much..."

Sammy smiled and moaned into Amanda's chest, "I'm sorry for sleeping so long, you just made me so comfy-y, and I do love your boobs."

Amanda laughed and pulled her shirt up before pulling out her bra, wrapping the strap around Sammy's head to snap it in place, keeping her slave snug against her breasts before lowering her shirt again. "They're all yours, slave. I hope you learn to enjoy them."

Sammy moaned happily and started kissing Amanda's breasts the best she could while held so tight against them. Amanda moaned as Sammy started licking and kissing, sucking on the skin that found her lips as well as nuzzling her face lovingly against the two soft, squishy tits... until they hardened against her lips, to be sucked on.

Amanda moaned and pushed Sammy's face 'til she was snug between the boobs, held tight by the bra's strap. Amanda grabbed her breasts and pushed in, squishing Sammy's face with them, and started rubbing them up and down, practically tit-fucking Sammy's moaning face.

Sammy was already hard and ready for another good hour of being tortured, and Amanda knew it. But she had other ideas for now, and let Sammy out of her chest to breathe. Just as Sammy's breath was being caught, Amanda pushed Sammy back just enough that the two could kiss, tongues instantly intertwining and both the women were moaning against each others' lips in a kiss so passionate, it had been as if each kiss online were real between the two lovers.

Amanda pulled back with a happy, a truly pleased smile and tugged gently at Sammy's body, wanting her to follow. "Come, come, Sammy, let's go upstairs, it's more comfortable." Sammy smiled and stood up, the half-melted ice instantly dropping out of her pussy against the floor. Sammy happily followed Amanda, still naked and breasts jiggling in pleasure of bouncing after her mistress.

"Where are we going, mistress?" Sammy practically slammed into Amanda as soon as the lady stopped and turned to face Sammy with a face so soft and happy, Sammy could have melted on the spot.

"To the only room you'll ever want to kiss a woman in." Sammy smiled and allowed, and enjoyed, Amanda picking her wrists and pulling her up the stairs near where the two stopped. As soon as they were up, they hit a fork. "To the right is our room, but to the left..."

"Yes, yes?" Sammy was wiggly and wanted to find out, so bad, but Amanda only motioned and Sammy instantly bounded through the door. She almost had to cover her eyes from the sheer amount of pink, purple, and orange she saw... The room was themed so well for her, she could have swore it was made just FOR her. As soon as Amanda stepped in after her and flipped the light switch, lights didn't come on. Instead, a machine just next to the doorway started blowing bubbles in a slow, steady stream, reflecting the room's colors beautifully before Sammy's eyes. "I... this is..."

Amanda hugged Sammy and tucked their bodies snug against each other. "Amazing? Perfect? When we talked, I just knew you'd be mine. So I had this room made. Look around, cupcake..." And Sammy did, taking in the heart-shaped bed, candles all around, skin lotions on the shelves, spare bottles upon bottles of bubble mix for the machine, a computer with Amanda as the screen saver on, and to her surprise, a little oven with cupcake tins on top and shelves open with mix and ingredients showing. "You don't ever want to leave this room, do you?"

"Not even for bathroom breaks and work." Sammy couldn't help but step around, looking in disbelief at how much Amanda spent on her... "How did you... how did you afford all this, for me?"

Amanda smiled and led Sammy to the bed, slowly pulling the two bodies into the middle of the soft, sinking mattress. "I never did tell you my job... How else do you think I got all those toys? I run a sex toy store, specializing in bondage toys. That's how everything downstairs was so easy to attain. Also... I love women because a man tore my heart. He took my happiness, but I took his money, which is all he tried to win me with, so it was easy to get this house. Stocking it for you was surprisingly simple, honey, enjoy it all you want... after this."

Sammy was about to ask after what, but Amanda pulled their faces together and pressed her lips gently against her lovers', kissing so softly it was practically a tease. Sammy squealed with delight through her nose but kissed back just as softly, ready to explode into a thousand little bubbles from all her happiness and struggling to hold back her delight in the kissing.

Amanda sensed it and gave Sammy a much deeper kiss, slowly parting their lips so their tongues could find and massage each others' in another burst of passion. Amanda's hand found Sammy's cheek and rubbed softly, lovingly across the skin, holding her face in place for the kiss that lasted as long as both women's lungs could hold out.

It was Amanda who broke first, leaving Sammy to hug her tight and bury her face into her mistress' neck. "Don't let me wake up, don't wake me up, please..."

Amanda smiled and pushed the bare back of her foot against Sammy's exposed pussy, wiggling her toes against Sammy's cunt. "Not even for this?" Sammy cried out, instinctively pushing her pussy down to mold against Amanda's foot. "That's better. I have just as much of every fetish you have, cupcake, except that I prefer giving the pain. You love feet...? Then get ready, cunt."

Amanda pulled away the foot that was on Sammy's pussy and raised it with such flexibility to put the sole against Sammy's face. "Clean me off."

"Yes, yes yes!" Sammy couldn't even remember to say 'mistress' before licking happily, lapping at the foot for a full two seconds before the foot pushed against her face to force her back on the bed. Amanda kept pushing down, rubbing her foot against Sammy's mouth before wiggling her toes between the lips, then digging her whole foot in, bit by bit.

Sammy moaned out, louder than ever as she drooled out against Amanda's foot in delight before sucking and licking everywhere possible, so ecstatic to have Amanda's foot that she dropped all care for taking anything slow. Amanda smiled and reached to the bed's side, finding a bottle of lotion on the bed table before pulling Sammy's feet up into her lap. Sammy's toes wiggled, which made Amanda wiggle her own against Sammy's tongue.

Before Sammy could catch a glimpse of what her feet were about to feel, she moaned again as Amanda poured a few squirts of the lotion onto each foot and started rubbing it in, massaging and dripping her spit to join the lotion. Sammy couldn't help but moan, and cry, and lick even faster before Amanda swapped feet, putting her dry one into Sammy's mouth while the drool-covered one rubbed blindly against Sammy's face.

Sammy was reveling in all that was going on, absolutely spoiled within the first day at how she was treated and being forced to please her mistress, all while pleasing back. Sammy moaned happily as the lotion was massaged completely into her skin, leaving dose after dose of spit to cover her feet.

Amanda pulled out her other foot and put her feet around Sammy's cheeks, rubbing up and down in a gentle tease, running her feet all over Sammy's face and neck, leaving Sammy to moan and rub her face back against Amanda while her own feet were led slowly and slyly to her pussy... Before Sammy could catch on, Amanda pushed Sammy's feet together and shoved them straight up, rough and fast, into her pussy, filling up Sammy with her own spit-covered feet.

Sammy moaned and cried out, taken over by the familiar pleasure that was magnified so many times because it wasn't her doing. Sammy gasped and wiggled her toes around, not having done that in so long... Amanda took the opportunity to get off and quickly crawl about to find a tall, chocolate-scented candle. She brought it back and lit it, letting the aroma fill the room quickly as Sammy kept grinding her pussy against her feet, as Amanda expected.

Amanda smiled at Sammy... she was in the perfect position, on her back. She just needed to be closer... So Amanda took Sammy's waist and yanked her back, intentionally making sure Sammy's butt was on one of Amanda's feet. She rang out in a sweet tone, "I know my little cupcake has never been able to put a toe up her bum... Would she like one, or two?"

Sammy moaned and nodded furiously, wiggling and grinding her ass against Amanda's foot. "Please, please-please-please!" Before Sammy could get to another 'please', Amanda had found her big toe against Sammy's asshole and pushed straight in, stretching the hole instantly. Sammy cried out and grinded against her feet as quickly as possible, even humping them inside and out to get as many tingles of pleasure as she could.

The room was thick with chocolate scent now, and the wax was filling into the basin-like cup on the handle of the candle. Amanda smiled and reached over, grabbing it and lowering the whole thing toward Sammy's chest, hovering over her breasts by an inch. "Hold still, slave." Sammy whimpered, seeing the flame and knowing what was coming before she flinched and bit her lip in anticipation.

She couldn't keep herself from screaming as Amanda tipped the collection of wax over to let it pour down onto Sammy's nipples, steaming from heat before she coated both equally. She put the candle away again and snuffed it quickly before starting to rubbing the wax in circles, not caring that her own fingers were starting to burn a bit. "Cum for me... Cum for mistress." 

Sammy nodded and moaned, wiggling furiously against her own feet, against Amanda's foot slowly pushing deeper into her ass, and against the fingers rubbing the searing wax all over. The buildup of so many of her fetishes combined into once caused her to splatter cum all over her feet, bringing back the fatigue of her earlier torture... Her pussy throbbed, and quivered, and... it just got so wet, so much hotter and wetter against her feet, she wanted to faint.

Amanda abruptly pulled her toe out and yanked Sammy's feet from her pussy. "Bend over slave, on your knees." Sammy scrambled as fast as she could, getting on her knees and propping herself on her hands as if ready to be humped like a dog. Amanda waved the foot that was in Sammy's butt. "Being in you made me dirty. Clean that toe off, now."

Sammy smiled in delight and said "Yes ma'am!" with such enthusiasm before wrapping her mouth around the waiting big toe, not caring if she winds up sucking off feces or not. There was none to be felt, though the taste was like no other against her tongue, and she happily drooled over the foot before sucking it dry and licking every crevice of the skin to clean the toe off completely.

"Mm... You dirty little whore... You're filthy for licking that off, and I know you love it." Amanda pushed her whole foot back into Sammy's mouth, as deep as possible so she could rub the butt-piercing big toe as much around Sammy's tongue as possible. Sammy was almost in tears at the gagging, both because it was intensely great and uncomfortable.

It didn't take thirty seconds before Amanda smiled and pulled her foot out. She rolled over to get in a similar position as Sammy was in, except her breasts smothered the bed and her hand traveled up her body to find her own pussy. "I'm still dirty, cupcake, clean out my sweet little hole..." As if to show where, Amanda took her other hand and gently fingered into her ass for a few seconds.

Sammy was in such shock that she didn't take in, at all, what she was allowed to do just because of how much of a perfect finish it would be to everything she's been poured with today. It took a bubble popping against her butt to get her to shove her mouth against Amanda's asshole, kissing it in worship before licking inside it, tasting a whole new flavor and loving every second of it.

Amanda brought the finger she fingered her ass with and started sucking on it, happy with her own flavor as well while her other hand started rubbing against her pussy, wanting to cum for the first time that day... Sammy couldn't help but not notice, she was already in heaven and only soaring higher, leaving Amanda's fingers to curl into her pussy to rub around the rim.

Amanda couldn't help but get caught up in her ass being played with, a huge fetish she shared with no-one except Sammy. "You... filthy bitch." Amanda could only gasp it out through the pleasure. "I know you love my ass, take my cheeks and grind them all over your face, worship my ass!" It was less than a split second later that Sammy's face was wrapped up in Amanda's butt cheeks, rubbing all around to cause her tongue to wiggle wildly inside her mistress.

It didn't take long before Amanda hit her peak. She hadn't let anyone touch her in years, and was now letting those years of waiting and anticipation get close to pouring out. She deftly sprung up and forced her pussy into Sammy's face, instantly cumming and splattering those years of cum all over Sammy's face. Sammy moaned and took it all, instantly sucking out Amanda's pussy and licking the insides of it clean. Amanda moaned the whole time, a sound Sammy never heard before and completely adored because of its soft, sweet tone.

Amanda, limp from her first cumshot in nearly forever, turned around and started kissing and licking her own cum away from Sammy's face. Sammy instinctively knew to hold still, smiling at the moans of pleasure emanating from her mistress. Sammy never knew Amanda enjoyed the taste of her cum, but was glad to be cleaned off if Amanda enjoyed it.

As soon as Amanda cleaned off Sammy's face as much as possible, she kissed her slave fully, pushing a small store of her cum through parted lips to feed Sammy the hot, sweet pleasure that waited years to find her mouth. Sammy savored its sweetness before swallowing it, and started rubbing her tongue against Amanda's in another fond, passionate kiss. Amanda couldn't hold out, and soon wound up falling limp against Sammy. Amanda groaned quietly... "Cupcake..."

Sammy smiled and tucked Amanda's head against her chest in a gentle snuggle. Her breasts were far smaller, but they were still big enough to be of comfort to her mistress, whose eyes closed as she curled up in Sammy's lap instantly. "Cupcake's here, mistress. She'll take care of you."



A Lesbian's Dream



Sammy screamed all over again as the last clip clamed both lips of her pussy, sealing it shut before Amanda stepped back to the drawer and turned around to Sammy. "Those were vibrators. All of them. All fifteen." Sammy's eyes opened wide in shock and she struggled to shake her head no, knowing the pleasure would be too much for even her, but Amanda turned around and pushed every vibrator on. Sammy tugged hard at her bindings, already flooding with cum as every bit of her pussy was quivered against, and throbbed horribly. She was pouring out cum because of it all, but it only seeped out because of how her pussy was clamed shut.

Before she could help herself, Sammy spat out the panties with a scream, and before she knew what was happening, a smooth, cylindrical object was shoved down her mouth. Sammy looked up to see Amanda pushing a thick, purple dildo into her mouth, one that was rigid but had a loose skin like a dick. "Suck on it to keep from screaming, cunt. And just for spitting out those panties..."

Amanda went back and grabbed the short, thin, stiff whip from the wall and came back, rearing it straight down on Sammy's breasts and snapping off one of the many clips holding onto the rim of her soft chest. Sammy screamed into the dildo, her mouth's opening only letting it in deeper. She instinctively bit into it and sucked on it, hard, moaning and squeaking to every fall of Amanda's whip. The dominatrix placed each snap perfectly over one clip at a time, snapping them off one by one and even drawing blood when hit just right.

Sammy was racked by orgasm after orgasm, and couldn't help but cry and moan, unable to do anything as she was bounced up and up by the fucking machine. Only one of the many vibrators in her ran out of power, but the others still shook so much against her that it was vibrating anyway. Eventually she came so much and was bounced just right that the clip sealing her pussy's lips together snapped off, letting her pleasure gush out uncontrollably as many of the vibrators went with the cum.

Amanda immediately tracked the wires to turn off the fallen vibes, leaving on the ones still inside Sammy before trading the thin whip for the long, coiled one that she used to snap off the rest of Sammy's clips with, one by one, taking her time to scatter them across the floor. Once Sammy's breasts were clear, Amanda snapped the whip so well, both the clips holding onto Sammy's nipples twisted and popped off, leaving her bleeding horribly from them.

Amanda knew limits well enough to know that the bleeding was far beyond what she could allow to continue. She opened the other un-touched drawer, having a box for just such an occasion of hurting a slave too bad. She set the box by Sammy's bouncing arm, opening it and searching through ointments and bandages to find the swabs and rub she needed to clean and patch any wounds made by the tearing of the clips. The whole time, Sammy's moaning turned from orgasmic to soothed... Despite enjoying the stinging pain, Sammy was relieved to be helped out, because it meant she was right in trusting Amanda.

Amanda removed the dildo from Sammy's mouth and, before a cry could come out, kissed Sammy deeply, feeding Sammy her tongue in the passionate snogging. Sammy kissed back just as much, unable to open her eyes in the pleasure that kept running through her. Another two vibrators gave way and stopped shaking within her, leaving her more able to give Amanda's lips her attention... And the touch of the passionate, close embrace led Sammy into another convulsing orgasm.

Sammy's throat was almost sore from the non-stop moaning, screaming, crying, and shrieking... She could only gasp and squeak anymore, even as Amanda stepped away to put away the medicine box and came back with another dildo, except this was a strap-on that Amanda quickly donned. Amanda crawled onto the table by Sammy's legs and grabbed Sammy's waist. "This is the last bit, slave, before I let you free."

Sammy nodded and whispered, "Yes ma'am" before flinching at the toy pushing up her pussy, ramming the few vibrators back every time she thrust. Each time Amanda pulled back, Sammy was greeted by a ramming from the still-running machine, giving her so many tingles as her sore body was extremely sensitive, and it almost hurt to cum against the strap-on's hardness.

Amanda looked down and pulled out gently, turning off the machine and pulling it very, very gently out of Sammy's ass before disabling any remaining vibrators. Amanda took off the strap-on and unlocked each of the clasps on Sammy's body, letting her curl up instinctively from the huge overdose of pleasure. Amanda crawled onto the table and pulled Sammy up into her lap, tucking the young slave's head snug into the breasts that had been an after-sex pillow so many times online.

Sammy sighed a shuddering, high-pitched, pleasured breath and snuggled in, almost instantly falling asleep after whispering, "I love you..."

Amanda pet Sammy's head before snuggling her close, smiling and happy to have found someone who could stand both her love and her punishment. "I love you, too... Sammy."