0 comments/ 16130 views/ 3 favorites Angies Funishment Ch. 01 By: DaturaBlossoms "You know why you're here, don't you?" Vanessa strode over nearer to the bed, resplendent in a skimpy black outfit of a corset, satin elbow length gloves, garter belt, stockings, and rhinestone-trimmed extra high heels. A flogger was in her hand, and she had a sultry glint in her eyes. Angie could tell she was in for a long night of bliss, delivered by her sweetly sadistic lover. Earlier that night, as she had been about to settle down on the couch with a book, Vanessa had crept up behind her. In a flash she had a blindfold over her eyes and her wrists restrained behind her back. She marched her to the bedroom, pulled off the blindfold, stripped her down, and pulled her crop seemingly out of nowhere to strike at her sensitive flesh. Angie had stood trembling, losing herself in pleasurable pain when Vanessa's voice cut through the haze of sensation. "Put on the outfit in the chest! Now!" Angie opened her eyes. She looked around for only a moment before noticing the chest on the floor in front of her. She bent over and opened it to find an extremely skimpy french maid costume. She put on the uniform with some difficulty as Vanessa would occasionally strike at her with the crop. When she had everything but the headpiece on, Vanessa ordered her to stand up straight and still. She did as she was ordered and did her best to remain still as her lover came tantalizingly close, and with rare gentleness fixed the headpiece on her. Her fingers, however, were also deliciously cruel as she pinched her nipples every few seconds. When the headpiece was firmly attached, Vanessa forcefully turned her around, grabbed her by the wrists and led her to the bed. She pushed her roughly down, then grabbed her hair and looked into her eyes. Her other hand slid to her cunt and slipped a finger inside. "You had better stay there, slut," she told her firmly, before pushing her back down again and going to the dresser on the other side of the room, the one that held all their ropes and restraints. So Vanessa had tied her up on the bed, and with a wink she disappeared into the walk-in closet. She couldn't have been in there for more than a couple of minutes, but to Angie it felt sooo much longer. When she finally emerged, Angie was dripping wet and ready for any punishment. "You know why you're here, don't you?" Angie shook her head, trembling with excitement. The flogger struck. "Wrong answer." Angie moaned. Thwak! Another strike. When the flogger stopped hitting her after only a couple of strikes, Angie looked up, whimpering. Vanessa was holding up a pair of her red panties. "You left this dirty thing on the coffee table, slut. Imagine if someone had come over and seen them! They'd know what a dirty girl you are." Vanessa pulled her hair back and stuffed the panties into her mouth. "I hope they taste as dirty as you are." She flogged her for about ten minutes, delighting in her writhing and muffled groans. Then she pulled a bullet vibrator from the nightstand, stuffed it up her dripping pussy, and turned it on a medium setting. She gave one of her nipples another pinch before disappearing into the closet again. When she came out this time, she was wearing her favorite strap-on- the big red strapless one. Angie squirmed just thinking about her plunging the thick tool into her. Within seconds Vanessa was on her, pushing her legs roughly apart and securing them to the bed. She poured a measure of lubricant onto the shaft of her toy and rubbed it up and down before yanking the bullet out of her sopping wet cunt and shoving the strap-on in. Angie howled into the gag as her lover plowed into her wetness without mercy. Vanessa pulled her hair and twisted her nipples as she thrusted deep into her. Angie screamed incoherently, muffled by the red lace of her panties. Vanessa fucked her to orgasm after orgasm, telling her what a bad girl she was, filling her small hole, making her scream, drawing the orgasms out of her relentlessly. She slowed down only long enough to reach over and light a candle on the nightstand. Angie turned to see what she was doing, and Vanessa responded by yanking her hair and pushing into her harder. She brought her to orgasm a few more times, drawing out incoherent noises of pleasure. Suddenly, she ripped open the front of her costume, never slowing her pace. She reached over for the candle and started to drip small amounts of melted wax onto Angies breasts. She fucked her on and on, dripping more wax every few seconds. Finally she poured a larger amount, set the candle back down, and shoved the strap-on as far as it would go for several thrusts. Angie squirted onto her cock in orgasm, but only a small amount. Vanessa slapped her. "That's not nearly enough cum, whore. Don't worry, I have ways of forcing it out of you." Vanessa quickly untied her, then poured her a large glass of water. "Drink up, girl. You're going to need all of that," she said, as she pinched her nipple and nipped at her neck. Then she grabbed her by the wrists and dragged her to the basement, where they kept the really big toys. Angies Funishment Ch. 02 Angie squirmed and wriggled, testing the restraints as she reveled in the sensation of her captivity. Vanessa had tied her to the fucking table, and she was helpless to do anything at all, which was just the way she liked it. The panties had been replaced with a ball gag, because they wouldn't have been nearly enough to stifle the screams the machine would draw out of her. Vanessa struck her with the crop, savoring the different noises she made. Angie writhed and pushed her breasts forward as best she could, loving the bite of a crop as precursor to pleasure. After a small set of strokes, Vanessa set the crop down and started to tease and caress her lovers body with her hands. Angie moaned as her fingers pinched her nipples. Vanessa stroked her all over; slipped a finger between the gag and her cheek. Finally she rubbed her wet cunt lips, lightly but firmly, tracing a small amount of her juice over her clit. Angie strained against her bonds and panted with lust. Vanessa grabbed her hair. "You're really in for it now, slut, you'd better fucking hold still or else." With that, she powered up the machine and sat down on her cushioned bench off to the side to watch. The phallus started slow, pressing against her lips and sliding inside. Angie sighed, enjoying the feel of the dildo rubbing inside her, Within a couple of minutes, Angie was very excited, dripping wet, and very nearly ready to cum- but the machine was still going too slow for her to orgasm. Vanessa watched her from her seat, with a finger rubbing her hardening clit and a wicked glint in her eye. She fingered her pussy lightly, delighting in Angies frustrated, eager writhing. Slowly, she slid her finger to her mouth, licking and sucking her own juices, never taking her eyes off her bound, aroused lover. She stretched sensually, then turned up the speed. Angie gasped and writhed, struggling against her bonds. Within seconds she was cumming. The dildo kept fucking her, as she had expected. She knew she was far from done. The dildo fucked her for several long minutes before she came again, and then again, her pussy growing more tender and sensitized. Vanessa sauntered over to pour lube on the dildo, watching it batter her lovers wet, tender cunt. "Now," she whispered to her, leaning close to her ear, "The REAL fun starts now." She set the machine to the highest possible speed. Angie screamed into the gag, wailing as she came hard on the dildo. Vanessa watched her for a while, her own cunt growing wet as she watched her lover writhe and cum uncontrollably. She straddled Angies wet pussy and started rubbing her clit hard, masturbating astride her so she could see and feel her cum too. In Vanessas excited state, she didn't last long, and sprayed her cum all over her lovers sweating body. She sighed with release, and leaned forward to tenderly kiss Angies forehead, but she did not shut off the machine. Instead, she slid off her and lowered her head to her soaking wet, smooth and delicious pussy. Vanessa licked her slowly at first, then quickly started lapping at her in earnest, drinking up her flowing juices. Angies pussy spasmed with pleasure as she screamed her enjoyment of Vanessas hot tongue. Angie squirted onto Vanessas face, not a lot, but enough to catch her attention. Vanessa licked her lips as her eyes rolled back in her head with satisfaction. "Mmm," she said. "That was nice, but you're still not done yet, girl." She walked over to the toy chest, and returned with their Hitachi wand, which she then plugged in and held over her struggling lover. "Do you want it?" Angie nodded her head furiously and made desperate noises of affirmation into the gag. Vanessa turned the wand on low and rubbed it over one of Angies nipples, and then the other. She slid the wand over Angies body, lower and lower. Then, she held it over and above her pussy. "Are you ready to cum your brains out now, you whore?" Angie thrust her body upward, struggling to reach the toy with her clit as she wailed her want into the supressing gag. "I guess you are." Vanessa flipped the speed to high, then pressed the head of the wand to Angies clit. Angie arched her body, pressing herself into the toy, cumming harder than she had in weeks. She screamed and screamed with pleasure, and squirted uncontrollably, until finally she couldn't take anymore and Vanessa removed the vibrator from her spasming pussy. She switched off the Hitachi, powered down the machine, and tenderly caressed her lover before taking off her gag and kissing her passionately, juices mingling in their mouths. "Did you enjoy that?" Vanessa asked her softly, teasingly."I did." Angie responded, gazing longingly at her lover. They shared another kiss, and Vanessa set to work undoing her bonds.