5 comments/ 45910 views/ 17 favorites Lesbian Cum Slave Final Exam Ch. 01 By: broken1477 This is my third attempt at erotic fiction. It is a continuation of the story "My third week as a lesbian cum slave" which is a sequel to "My first day as a lesbian cum slave" also posted to Literotica by me. It will really make much more sense if you start from the beginning. This story contains non-consensual elements. It is a work of fiction, and I do not endorse or advocate anything outside of safe sex between consenting adults. Enjoy! 3 Weeks Later Audra's heart raced as she pondered the events that would take place the next day. She had barely passed the last 3 'tests' and it was time for her 'final exam.' Tomorrow she would have to take everything she had learned over the past month and a half and apply it while being touched by Mistress for the first time. She had been told by Candy that Mistress tested each of her girls differently, and there was no way to predict what would tickle her fancy once she walked into her 'office.' The only advice she could give her was to follow every direction she was given completely and immediately. Candy, of course, didn't really care if she passed or not. If she passed, Candy would get a new plaything to break in over the next 6 weeks; if she failed, Audra would be back to start at the beginning with her sensitivity dialed up to a point that would make cooperation impossible at first. Audra tried to sleep as best she could, but was plagued by nightmares of what was to come. When the heavy bolt unlocking her door disengaged, her heart plunged into her stomach. Her wait was over. The next hour or so was almost identical to every other day leading up to now. She was fed and 'prepped' for her day's activities and her makeup and hair were done to perfection. She was handed a very thin set of white satin full-back panties and a thin white satin camisole with spaghetti straps. As she dutifully donned the garments, she couldn't help but feel uncomfortable at their fit. The panties were just a shade too small, but the camisole was quite small. She shimmied her way into the lingerie and glimpsed herself in one of the many mirrors of the prep room. Her pert breasts were hugged tightly by the slinky fabric and the panties stretched to accommodate her near perfect form. Every curve of her body was plainly visible. It seemed ironic that, with all of the time she had spent naked and abused over the last 6 weeks, now that she was clothed, she was embarrassed. A polished, expensive looking pair of white stiletto heels were presented to her and she slipped them on. One of the women who prepared her then led her down the long hallway to her final destination. A look of pity flashed in her eyes as she leaned close and spoke. "No matter what happens, no matter how much it hurts, or how gross it seems, or how uncomfortable it makes you; do what you are told. What you've seen so far will seem like heaven compared to what will happen if you cross her." The girl warned. "O-okay." Audra stammered. Her mind began to race. What kind of hell could be worse than what she'd been through? A thin veil of sweat glistened on her body as she went cold. She knew that if she were to buckle today, the consequences would be worse than she would possibly imagine. It took sheer willpower to continue clicking down the hallway toward what would be, at best, a highly tense and uncomfortable day in the clutches of a sadistic fiend of a woman who would use her body as a playground; and at worst, her certain doom. Her journey reached its end as they approached a heavy oaken door at the end of the hall. Her companion pressed the red intercom button to the right of the door. "Yes?" a voice responded. "M-mistress, y-your slut for today is here." She said. Audra flinched as she thought of herself as a slut. As if she was doing any of this willingly. As if she enjoyed even a second of it. She knew that she would have to choke down the outrage if she had a chance at success today. Were they playing games with her? Of course they were. Her thoughts were cut short. "Send her in." The voice responded. With that, the girl opened the door and gestured her in. Audra was greeted by utter opulence. Ornate, hand-carved, dark-wood bookshelves and armoires lined the walls of the large office, the floor was also dark wood, cherry perhaps. In the center of the room was a large, heavy wooden desk, equally ornate. Everything was impeccably clean and polished. Behind the desk was a large fireplace with what appeared to be the skin of a large polar bear in front of it. The back of a large leather oxblood colored chair faced the desk. Several matching chairs were tastefully positioned around the large room. Two windows with heavy, dark red, expensive looking drapes framed the fireplace. The décor of the office was decidedly Victorian and antique. Audra felt as though she was standing in the middle of a hundred million dollars. She was closer to right than wrong. Audra tentatively paced forward toward the desk. When she reached it. The large chair behind it swiveled to reveal her Mistress. She was wearing a black business suit with a matching pencil skirt. Her hair was pulled up, her makeup was a model of perfection, and her appearance was, in a word, flawless. Mistress picked up a pair of glasses and put them on. She silently reviewed a file on the large desk. Audra was nearly hypnotized by fear as she waited. "Audra, is it?" The voice pierced the silence. Audra was startled at the sudden query. "Y-yes, Mistress?" Audra replied. "You are here today to see if you will join your sisters in my stable, or if you will go back for more training." Mistress stated harshly. "Yes, Mistress." "I am going to test you today. I am going to test your limits. I am going to test your obedience. I am going to test your abilities." Mistress proclaimed. "Furthermore, if you fail, I am going to punish you in the most severe and intimate ways. Do you understand?" Mistress warned. "Yes, Mistress." Audra acknowledged. "Interlace your fingers behind your head, and place your feet shoulder-with apart." Mistress commanded. Audra complied. She found it exceedingly difficult to hold the position after just a second with the heels on. "Bend your knees slightly and arch your back as tightly as possible." Mistress continued. Audra struggled into the new position, and it took a slight bit of pressure off her straining ankles. Of course, now, she was in a lewd position. Her breasts pushed forward and her bottom was pushed back. The space between her feet and the bend to her knees ensured that none of her charms were inaccessible. Audra was fully uncomfortable. Her ankles and calves began to burn from the awkward positioning, and the wanton manner she was displaying herself was embarrassing. She knew that this was only the beginning. Mistress rose from her chair and circled the desk. Audra felt like a tiny worm on a big hook as the shark of a woman approached her. Through stolen glances, Audra saw a fire and a hunger in her Mistress' eyes. She knew she would be punished if she were caught looking at anything but the floor unless commanded otherwise. When she first felt Mistress touch her, it took everything she had in her not to flinch. The harsh woman walked up right behind her. She could feel the woman's thighs gently brush against the tight fabric covering her behind as the woman's hands wandered. Mistress corrected Audra's posture slightly and leaned in behind her. Audra could feel the woman's hot breath softly against her right ear. The woman gently traced the curves of Audra's body with her perfectly manicured hands. Audra struggled to remain still as the woman traced under her arms and along her ribs. She strained to remain in position as the woman caressed her bottom and the sensitive skin where inner thigh joins with pelvis, carefully avoiding her breasts and her mons. Audra was surprised at how gentle she was. It felt like a lover. In any other circumstances, it would feel amazing. All too soon, the woman's hands found Audra's breasts. With the same gentleness, Mistress coaxed Audra's nipples into diamonds. Then she spoke. "Girl, you are a prize." She whispered in to Audra's ear. Audra's entire body erupted into goose bumps as the woman's voice tickled her ear. The woman grasped Audra's rock-hard nipples between her thumbs and forefingers through the thin veil of satin. "You are going to show me how this body is mine, today" She leaned in, her glossy red lips barely brushing Audra's ear. Audra's pulse quickened as she forced herself to remain still with her eyes cast down. The woman then applied just enough pressure to sting as she began rolling Audra's nipples between her fingers. Audra bit her bottom lip and remained still. After a few moments, Mistress' attention shifted elsewhere. Her hand drifted downward to Audra's hairless pussy. Only the thin protection granted by the satin stood between her mistress' insistent fingers and Audra's softness. She traced a long, red fingernail up along Audra's cleft and flicked her button through the panties. "Is this my pussy?" she asked. "Yes, Mistress" Audra whispered. "Today, I'm going to make it drool and beg for me. I'm going to give it what it wants, then I'm going to make it regret it. Not only will you let me, but you will help me do it." Mistress purred in her ear. Audra took a sharp inhale as her fear renewed. Mistress traced both hands to Audra's bottom and grasped it firmly, forcing the satin to kiss Audra's most intimate flesh. She deftly wiggled the tip of her fingernail so the satin brushed ever-so-slightly against Audra's tiny, most holy crinkle. "Is this ass mine, too?" She questioned. "Y-yes, M-mistress." Audra stuttered. "I may very well put it through its paces today, too." She continued in her ear. With no ceremony, the woman reclaimed her chair behind the large, wooden desk. She took a sip of red wine and looked at Audra. "You may stand comfortably" She stated. Audra resumed a comfortable standing position with her eyes cast down. "I am a woman of very specific tastes. You may think of me as a sadist, a pervert, or whatever. I don't care. What thrills me is submission. You can see I have money. Money can buy almost everything. I spent a good deal of time in my youth with whores who pretended, but it wasn't enough. It wasn't until I realized that the subjugation of will was my true fetish. I'm not saying that I don't enjoy the torments I impose, but it's just a means to an end. It's only the submission of will; the utter contradiction of instinct and sanity that satisfies me. To watch as a young woman like yourself contradicts everything in their being and avails her body and soul to be tormented for my pleasure is unlike anything else. To watch as a conservative, orthodox, heterosexual woman gives herself fully to the task of sexually satisfying another woman against her will is the most sensual thing in my universe. It is unfettered power, and it is the one thing in my life that I lack the discipline to enjoy in moderation." Mistress explained. Audra's mind spun as she realized how deep this woman's depravity ran. She had no doubt that today would be a day she would never forget, no matter how hard she tried. "Let's begin, shall we?" Mistress smiled. "First things first. We're going to dial your sensitivity up a notch." With that, she punched a few buttons on the familiar wand and waved it behind Audra's neck. A tone signaled that the communication to the chip implanted in Audra's neck was successful. Audra instantly felt the effect. Every nerve in her nether regions and her nipples became more sensitive. Audra was terrified that she would not be able to perform with these new circumstances. "Now, let's start things slowly. Bend over the edge of my desk and place your left knee on the top of the desk, and don't forget to arch your back." Mistress directed. Audra complied and took the position, her bottom and her sex were displayed lewdly as she settled in. "Place your right hand between your legs." She continued. Audra threaded her hand between her legs, unsure where this was going. Mistress placed a couple of sensory pads on Audra's neck and threaded the wires to a box on the desk. She turned the monitor into Audra's field of vision and turned it on. "On the screen, you will see a meter that measures your sexual response in real time. There are several levels of green that lead up to one box that is yellow. Above the yellow box, there is a red box. The red box is an orgasm, the yellow box is on the edge, and the green boxes below are levels of arousal. Above all is a timer." Mistress explained. She then took a large wand vibrator and plugged it in. She placed it in Audra's hand. "You are going to use this vibrator through your panties to bring yourself into the yellow, at the edge of an orgasm. If you have an orgasm before you are permitted, you fail and our day here turns very dark. I am setting the timer at 20 minutes. Your goal is to keep yourself on the cusp of orgasm until the timer runs out. If the meter falls into the green for more than one second, the timer restarts. If you fail to complete the full 20 minutes within the next hour, you fail today's testing." Mistress pushed a button and a second timer began counting down from 1 hour. She then sat down to enjoy the show. Audra quickly wrapped her mind around the situation and flipped the power on to the wand. She set the speed to low and began rubbing it along her slit. Within a couple of minutes, she found herself quite aroused and the meter was climbing toward the yellow bar she was working toward. Audra silently maneuvered the appliance into the perfect position. She felt herself swell and moisten as she approached her goal. The meter reached the yellow mark and the clock began to count down. Unfortunately for Audra, if she continued for more than a few more seconds, she would be cumming her brains out. She backed off a little and saw the meter fall into the green and the clock reset. This was going to be much harder than she first anticipated. After about 10 awkward minutes, Audra found the sweet spot. If she rocked the wand onto her clit on low, then just as she was about to cum, she rocked it back onto her mound and flipped it on high; she could keep it just inside of the yellow zone. She thought she was home free as she reached her third minute in the yellow. The increase in sensitivity to her womanhood then challenged her. After around 4 minutes, her clit and pussy began to throb, this throb became very insistent as she struggled to maintain. Her panties and the wand were drenched. Her needy folds began to burn at the sustained denial of satisfaction renewed with each ragged breath. The sensations grew exponentially every minute as she teased herself. She was repeatedly tempted to give herself the orgasm she so desperately needed regardless of the consequences. Thankfully, her mind snapped to some of the horrors she had been subjected to in her brief stay thus far and she abated her desire. As the clock ticked down into the final minute, Audra felt relief that it was almost over. It was at that moment that Mistress got up and approached her. She leaned in close and looked her right in the eye, their noses only inches apart. "When the timer reaches zero, and only then, you are allowed to request that I give you relief. You will keep yourself on the edge until I grant you permission. Is that understood?" Mistress questioned. "Yes, Ma'am...Mistress." Audra exhaled. Audra's frustration grew at this. Of course she wouldn't just be allowed to finish. Of course there would be more to it. She steeled herself and kept herself on task as her pussy felt like it could explode. Her inner thighs wore the shame of her arousal and her panties were baptized in her lust. She watched the final seconds on the clock count down. Audra's eyes met Mistress' as she choked. "M-Mistress, m-may I c-cum?" She said meekly. "No." Was her reply. Audra was confused as she searched for what to do next. She was always given direction before now. She didn't know what to say next. She took a gamble. "M-Mistress, m-may I please you?" She asked. "You haven't been listening." Mistress replied. Audra's mind raced. She knew she couldn't stand much more of this. Why wouldn't this sick bitch just tell her what she wanted? A renewed burning in her core told her she had better figure it out quickly. She wagered another guess. "M-Mistress, I give you my pussy." She said. "Ha! How can you give me something that's already mine!?" She exclaimed. "M-Mistress what can I do?" She sighed in utter frustration. "You can ask me to stop." Mistress replied. Audra instantly knew that her frustration was going to be unanswered. "M-Mistress, may I stop?" She asked. "You may." Mistress smiled. "Remove the wand and place it on the desk. Get up and do not touch yourself again. Open the top drawer of the desk and you will find a towel. Clean of the wand and wipe yourself off of my desk, but do not clean yourself. When you are finished, you may stand in front of my desk for more instruction." Mistress directed. Audra flipped off the vibrator and stood up. Her sex was throbbing with need. She carefully cleaned as she was told and resumed her post in front of the desk. "How do you feel?" Mistress asked. "Ma'am?" Audra asked. "Tell me how you feel right now. It's a simple question." Mistress grew impatient. "I need to cum." Audra stated. "That's it? Describe the feelings to me, and do it now." Mistress commanded. "M-my pussy is burning and w-wet. M-my c-clit is throbbing. I need to cum, Mistress." Audra's body flushed with shame as she described her current state. She had a feeling that she would be embarrassed like this many more times today. "Well, girl, that pussy belongs to me. You said it. It will only cum when I say it will. Do you understand?" She asked "Yes, Mistress." Audra cast her eyes down. "Would you like to earn an orgasm?" Mistress asked "Yes, Mistress." Audra answered. "First, I want you to know this: What you have endured to get to this point will help you, but it has not fully prepared you for what you will have to do for this first orgasm of the day. Do you understand?" Mistress asked. "Yes, Mistress." Audra replied, wondering what was in store for her. "Here is what I want from you: First you will take off those soaking panties and put them in your mouth. Then you will kneel on the desk in front of me. Next to you, you will find a thicker version of the sensitizing oil you have become quite familiar with. You will take a large glob and apply it to your clitoris. You will then spread your knees wide and you will pull yourself apart for me. You will expose your clit and your pussy fully to me, and you will accept my ministrations. I warn you, I have viewed every recording of your training and every second of monitoring. I know exactly where and how to touch you to drive you crazy. I am going to bring you to the edge, make you ride it, then, when I'm ready, I'm going to make you cum. I'm going to ruin your orgasm, and then I am going to make you beg me to keep stimulating your oversensitive clit. You will remain silent once I begin working your nub, and you are going to maintain eye contact with me while I am doing it. I am going to do this until I see fit to stop. Do you still want to cum?" Mistress asked. Audra knew there was only one answer. She knew that refusal would lead to something she would be doomed to fail. The cool confidence of her explanation made her fully sure that this woman would drive her little button mad with pleasure and then mad with sensation. She also knew she had no choice. She stepped out her dripping panties and placed them in her mouth. Lesbian Cum Slave Final Exam Ch. 02 This is part 2 of a continuation to the stories "My First Day as a Lesbian Cum Slave" and "My Third Week as a Lesbian Cum Slave." It will make much more sense if read in order. This story contains non-consensual elements. I do not endorse or advocate anything but safe sex between consenting adults. I appreciate any feedback given. Enjoy! * Audra carefully avoided placing the nether areas of her panties in her mouth, opting instead to place the waistband in her mouth. She caught a glare from Mistress and immediately knew she had chosen poorly. Without a word, she removed them and placed the drenched cotton panel directly on her tongue. She pushed as much of the remaining fabric into place as possible and continued. As Audra climbed up on to Mistress' desk, she could not escape taste and smell of her own essence. She had been forced to tease herself to the edge of orgasm and stay there for 20 minutes. Her womanhood was swollen and throbbing. She needed release, and the only way she was going to get it was to participate in the twisted dyke's games. Audra got into position and took the small jar of ointment and removed the lid. The contents most resembled Vaseline. Sadly, she knew that the innocuous jar held much more menace than something as banal as Vaseline. Over the last 6 weeks, she had formed an intimate relationship with the cocktail of chemicals suspended in the jelly. The perfect mixture of bee venom, capsaicin, and vasodilators was just enough to increase her sensitivity and cause her to swell, but not enough to cause real discomfort of its own. She took a small glob onto her finger and smeared it on and around her clit. "More." Mistress commanded, watching intently. Audra took a second glob and applied it. In seconds, the mixture was working. Her already swollen and sensitive nub felt like it doubled in size. The intensity of her throbbing also felt like it doubled. She felt like a strong breeze could send her over the edge. She took a deep breath and continued to ready herself. Mistress silently opened her top desk drawer. From it she withdrew a short, plain-looking vibrator with a textured end, a small glass tube with a hand pump attached, and a pair of black latex gloves. She arranged the items neatly on the desk and caught Audra's glance. Audra immediately cast her eyes down. "So you want to see what's coming?" Mistress queried. Audra did not know how to reply. "Well, do you?" Mistress insisted. "Yes, Mistress." Audra replied. "These simple toys are nothing compared to what you've played with in training, but I promise you, I will make them work so much better." Mistress grinned. "Yes, Mistress." Audra acknowledged. The ointment had fully absorbed and Audra continued. She spread her knees and straightened her back. Her hands found her mound and she spread herself open. She carefully peeled back her hood and displayed her wares. Her nub was shiny and red as it throbbed in front of her. It felt like it was a foot long. The insistence of her musk on the panties she had in her mouth came in waves. She shuttered to think of how she must look. A wanton slut on some woman's desk with her panties in her mouth and her softness splayed wide for another woman to play with. A single tear escaped her right eye. Mistress picked up the suction device and applied it to Audra's clit. She pumped it 3 or 4 times and removed the rubber tube connecting the bulb. Audra's clit felt like it would explode before the pumping. It was so intense now, she could feel it in her toenails. Mistress began casually bumping and flicking the tube. Audra strained to maintain her position. The culmination of the dialed up sensitivity from the chip in her neck, the effects of the ointment and the 20 minutes of edging she had just endured were surreal. Her mind grasped to find a dark corner to hide away from the stimulation, but couldn't. Audra was her clit at this point, and this room was her universe. There was no escape, physically or mentally. She would just have to endure, or fold and face whatever untold horrors would be visited on her. Audra steadied herself as Mistress began to tug on the tube. Mistress pulled and coaxed the tube to the point where it almost broke suction, but didn't. This went on for several minutes. When Mistress was satisfied that she could achieve no further progress, she slowly pulled the tube. The tube came free with a loud 'pop.' Audra felt her nub bounce and recoil as it was freed. Mistress then took the vibrator and turned it on to a medium speed. She began by placing its textured end where it just barely touched Audra's button. Audra stifled a jerk as it tickled her. She strained, but remained vigilant in her position. If it took effort to be still with such a slight stimulation, how could she possibly endure what was to come? Mistress gradually increased the pressure and friction, tracing small circles around Audra's clit. Audra was on the edge in seconds. She felt her impending orgasm creep closer and at the exact millisecond that her womanhood was going to give her the blissful release of its first contraction, Mistress backed off. This continued for another twenty minutes. Each time she teetered on the precipice of sweet release, stimulation was removed. Audra was at a point where she would have done anything for the elusive orgasm. She was just where Mistress wanted her. "Look at me." Mistress commanded. Audra peered deep into the woman's dark eyes. The hunger and lust in her eyes were terrifying. She glanced away. "This is your first and only warning. You will look at me or you will suffer." Mistress cautioned her. Audra immediately resumed her gaze into the woman's eyes. Mistress continued to toy with her as she watched her prey's eyes. Audra struggled to keep still. She struggled to keep quiet. Now she struggled to keep her eyes from darting away. A fresh flushing of embarrassment almost broke her will. Mistress stood up, continuing her ministrations on the young girl's tenderness. Their eyes now even, Mistress removed the panties from Audra's mouth. Audra clinched her jaw tight as the woman continued. Heavy, irregular breaths escaped her nostrils. "Do you want to cum?" The evil woman asked. "Yesss, Missstresss." Audra hissed through her teeth. "What would you do if I let you cum?" Mistress asked. Audra knew what she wanted to hear, but it didn't make saying it any easier. "C-continue, M-Mistress." She choked out, carefully maintaining her gaze into the woman's piercing eyes. "Continue what?" Mistress replied. "T-touching m-meee, M-Mistresss." Audra's voice cracked. "Touching you where?" Mistress demanded. Audra was growing very impatient at the woman's questions. She knew what she wanted. She wanted Audra to beg the woman to fiddle and torture her poor, swollen button after she came. She knew that, given her current circumstances that it would be unbearable. She also knew that she had no choice. She had to find a way to swallow the last bit of reservation she had and give her what she wanted, or this was never going to end. If she wanted a filthy wanton slut, she was going to get it. Audra had to oblige. "I-I want y-you to k-keep p-playiiiing, w-with m-my clit. I w-want you t-to p-punish m-my button for c-coming. I NEEEED to cum, M-Mistress." Audra stood in disbelief that the words actually came out of her. "For how long?" The woman grinned. "As l-long as y-you want, Mistress." Audra replied. "And you will hold your position, remain quiet and maintain eye contact with me while I punish it?" Mistress said with the fullness of desire in her voice. "Yes, Mistress." Audra resigned, knowing fully what was coming and knowing that she had no choice but to comply. "Place your hands behind your back." Mistress commanded. Audra complied and gripped her right wrist with her left hand and rested them on her naked bottom. Mistress increased the speed of the vibrator and pressed in firmly against the top of Audra's nub. The instant the first contraction struck, the vibrator was removed. Audra's vision flashed white as her orgasm took her. She had teetered for almost an hour on the edge and it was easily the most intense and hard orgasm she had ever had. She was sure that the muscles in her pussy could have snapped a pencil, if only she had been afforded such luxury. Her pussy clamped and grasped at nothing. She couldn't even clinch her legs together or bend her waist to give herself any measure of satisfaction. She came so hard, but it was so empty. It was tragic. Mistress busied herself all the while by putting the vibrator and the suction device away. She then put on the latex gloves and resumed her place at eye level with Audra. "Let's begin, shall we? Get back into position." Mistress directed. Audra slowly drew her hands back to their position on her tender mound. She almost jumped as her forefinger brushed against her clit while she was drawing up her hood. She didn't see how she could endure anything further, but she had to try. Mistress began slowly. The glove's forefinger bore a texture of tight ridges, and Mistress placed the tip so that it barely touched Audra's clit and held it there. She looked deep into Audra's eyes and drank her. She savored every bit of terror, every bit of submission, every bit of stifled outrage, every bit of shame, and every bit of disgust. Slowly and gently she dragged the tip down Audra's button, never breaking eye contact. This was what she lived for. Her own pussy felt like it was 1000 degrees. She would need her own release soon. Audra felt every ridge of the glove rake across her crux. She inhaled sharply and dug her fingers into place. Every muscle tensed as she strained to present herself in the expected manner. She looked into the woman's eyes and felt her quintessence slipping away as it fed this woman. This demon of a woman was eating her soul. Mistress gradually increased her pressure and speed as she teased Audra's sensitivity. Every time Audra thought she could stand what was happening, Mistress changed it. She soon applied a second finger with texture resembling a densely studded sex toy. The added sensation renewed Audra's torment. Soon a third finger joined in, this one with a texture like an exaggerated fingerprint. In her current state, the glove was the devil. Every ridge was a cliff, every stud was a mountain and every swirl was a hurricane. She alternated speed and pressure, paying equal attention to the sides, the top and underfold of Audra's button. Sometimes she gently grabbed it and pulled it, just to let it slide slowly against the gloves as it retreated. Occasionally she ran a finger down Audra's slit to ensure that just the right amount of lubrication eased the friction. "You have been subjected to this torment by machines. I think that this is so much more...personal; so much more...intimate, don't you think?" Mistress questioned. "Y-Yes, M-Ma'am-nkkk." Audra replied. The sounds coming from Audra were inhuman. She chortled and choked and gasped. She held her breath, and she exhaled sharply, then drew in a deep breath and started again. The muscles in her tummy burned as she resisted the instinct to buckle. Her legs were equally sore as she fought to keep them apart. Every natural instinct in her body was telling her to stop what was happening. Every instinct in her mind was telling her she had better not listen. Audra continued feeding her Mistress like this for what felt like weeks. It was actually only about ten minutes. "What does it feel like?" Mistress asked without missing a single flick. "Gnkk, M-Ma'am?" Audra strained. "Girl, I want you to tell me how it feels. I don't want some simple, single word explanation, either. I want you to describe to me what you are experiencing right now. Give me what I want." Mistress chided. "It h-hurts." Audra replied between breaths. The assault on her nub never abating. "Does it really? I'm pretty sure it's more complex. Is it actual pain?" Mistress asked. "It t-tickles." Audra said. "It's tooo m-much. It's driving m-me crazy!" Audra added. "So you've had enough?" Mistress asked. "Y-YES!" Audra exclaimed, hoping against hope that her torment was nearing an end. Mistress redoubled her efforts on Audra's flesh. Audra began to hyperventilate and stifled the instinct to scream and laugh and buckle her hips and snap her legs shut. "But I'm having so much fun." Mistress peeled her glossy red lips across her pearl-white teeth and gave Audra a smile that a shark would envy. "Hckghhh, hckghhh, hckghhh." Audra struggled to keep her sounds to breathing through her clenched jaw but was losing. "You're lucky I want some satisfaction for myself or I could do this all morning." Mistress cooed. Audra saw her opening and jumped in with both feet. "M-Mistress, hckgnkhhh, please let me eat you, hckgnk. P-please let m-me worship your p-pussy, hgnnnnn, P-PLEASE!" Audra felt another wave of shame as the words fled from her. "Very well." Mistress replied, a twinge fell across her sex as she drank the words. She withdrew her fingers and removed the glove. "Get off my desk and clean your mess up." Mistress handed her the towel. Audra hadn't noticed the small pools that had formed where her knees had rested, and she had trouble steadying herself as she climbed off the desk and back on to the stilettos she also had forgotten. She took the towel and obediently cleaned her need off of the woman's desk. When she was finished she took her position in front of the woman's desk. The satin camisole she was wearing clung to her moist form like a second skin. She felt a trickle of essence trace its way down her inner calf toward her ankle, but dared not react to it. She knew she was to wear like a badge of indecency. Mistress stepped around the desk to one of the innocent looking chairs that Audra was standing between. She hidden button and the back tilted back. A pair of supports emerged from the top and met the ground as it laid flat. She pushed another button and portion of the leather cushion at the top popped up forming a U-shaped neck rest at the top. Yet another button was pressed and a pair of medium-sized, supple, matching leather loops were released from a compartment next to the neck rest. She gestured to Audra. Audra took her place and laid back on the chair, nestling her neck into the grove. "Place your hands in the small of your back." Mistress commanded. Audra did as she was told, lying her hands flat just above her bottom, and adjusting her weight onto them. "Bring your knees up to your breasts." Mistress ordered. Audra complied and drew her knees as far up as she could. Mistress then looped the straps behind her knees and drew them just tight enough to avoid discomfort. Audra knew that she wouldn't be able to just simply eat this woman's pussy. It couldn't be that simple. This woman would have to make it even more horrible. Mistress then brought a small stool and placed it below Audra's head. She returned to her desk and retrieved a long, black sex toy. The first sphere on the tip was around the diameter of a quarter. Each sphere got larger and larger as it reached the base. The sphere at the base was the size of a large grapefruit. There was a large, horizontal handle attached to the largest sphere. Audra's bottom tensed when she saw it. She knew that Mistress was going to make good on the promise she made to 'put it through its paces.' Mistress approached Audra and leaned in close. "I don't want my pussy eaten. I don't want my pussy worshipped. I can pay for that. I want you to use your mouth and convince me that you love me." Mistress explained. She then carefully undressed. She took off her jacket and placed it on a hangar on a large wooden coat tree in the corner of the room. She did the same with the skirt and white button up shirt she was wearing. What remained was stunning. A black satin corset pushed her breasts into flawless form. Garter clips strung from the bottom and secured her black silk stockings into place. A sheer pair of panties guarded her treasures, and a polished, black pair of Louboutin stiletto heels finished her look. She stepped out of her panties and placed them on the rack. Her hairless charms were dewed with the desire that had built up over the morning's events. She stepped over to Audra. She placed a knee on the stool to the right of Audra's head. She then placed her other knee on the stool. She lowered herself and met Audra's lips, gracing them with her spirits. She took the black toy and dragged the small tip along Audra's drenched quim and lubricated it. She then positioned it on Audra's pucker and pressed. Audra gasped as the first ball entered her. She would never get used to having her bottom abused. It was so degrading and dirty. She knew she had to attend to the task at hand or things were going to get very uncomfortable. She plunged her tongue between the woman's folds and probed for her clit. Mistress instantly rose up and away. "Easy there. A lover isn't in a hurry." Mistress explained, and plunged two more balls into Audra's backside. Audra cast all revulsion aside. She knew this woman would sense any hesitation or reluctance. She knew she would have to convince her. She brought her cheek up against the woman's divide. She gently brushed her closed lips against the woman's mound. Up and down, from side to side she used her face to massage her womanhood. She stuck out her tongue and brushed against the woman's mound lightly, taking care not to enter. She teased her like this for several minutes and was rewarded by soft moans of pleasure and the lack of any further invasion to her rear. "A lover would love all of me." Mistress purred as she placed her own pucker against Audra's lips. Audra must have hesitated. She felt two more balls enter her. The diameter was now uncomfortable and she had to relax to accommodate the intruder without pain. She obediently began brushing her lips against Mistress' crinkle. She kissed it softly and licked around it attentively. When Mistress had enough, she rocked back and beckoned her attention back to her pussy. Several minutes passed as Audra nuzzled against this woman's underside. She abandoned all shame and dragged her nose and mouth all over, kissing softly as she attended to her Mistress' needs. "Enough foreplay." Mistress commanded as she pushed another ball into Audra. Audra squirmed slightly in discomfort as the ball took its place. She was stretched now, and there was a definite sting. She now reached her tongue between the woman's cleft and busied herself. She licked, slowly at first, at the woman's chasm alternating her attentions from plunging her tongue deep inside the woman to teasing her clit. She involved her nose and chin and did everything she could think of that she might enjoy having done to her. It was working. Mistress' juices began to flow as she approached her goal on Audra's face. Her moaning grew louder and she began to grind herself heavily in response to Audra's courtesies. She plunged yet another ball into Audra and Audra moaned her response into her Mistress' split. She then pulled it out, only to plunge it right back in. She steadily fucked her as she rode Audra's face. She was moments away from her peak. As her orgasm overcame her, she glazed the poor girl's face in want. She continued plunging the toy inside her until her orgasm abated. She then stood up and looked at Audra. The girl was a mess. Her makeup was smeared and her hair was disheveled and she wore her mistress all over her face. Mistress dressed herself. She then stepped back over, admiring her work for a second. "Get up. You will be fed and cleaned up. We'll resume your testing after lunch." Mistress commanded. Lesbian Cum Slave Final Exam Ch. 02 Audra rose, she was broken. She had no more fight left in her. She would do whatever may be asked of her, regardless of the cost. The rest of the day's tests would be a formality. She was property, now. She stepped out of the room and into the hallway toward the prep room to be cleaned up as she was told. Feedback is appreciated! Lesbian Cum Slave Final Exam Ch. 03 This is a continuation of my Lesbian Cum Slave series. It will make much more sense if you read it in order. This story contains non-consensual elements. I do not advocate or endorse anything but safe sex between consenting adults. Feedback is appreciated. Enjoy! ***** "Your first instinct will be to rip them off and try and stop the burn. Your challenge is to resist your instincts. You will put them on; you will wedge them into your cleft, both in back and in front; you will assume the attention position, and remain motionless and silent. You will then strictly comply with any commands I give you until you are released. You will do this solely because I have ordered you to and you know I will not tolerate disobedience or failure." Mistress said coldly. Audra's blood ran cold. She looked down at the satin panties and bowl of liquid on her Mistress' desk. She could not believe what she was now being commanded to subject herself to. Was there no end to the depravity and torment she would endure at the hands if this twisted woman? She was already broken! Even as a purely heterosexual woman, she had become and expert at cunnilingus. She was actually becoming used to having to jill herself off on command and let her hypersensitive clit be overstimulated. It was all she could do every time to hold her position and remain silent as her button was rubbed. Now this?! Mistress had explained in detail what was expected. She would place the crotch section of the panties in the bowl to soak, then, using external stimulation only, Audra was to stand in front of her desk and edge herself for ten minutes. The monitor on Mistress' desk was paired wirelessly to the microtransceiver implanted in Audra's neck. As always, this ensured that there would be no cheating or faking. Mistress could tell exactly how close she was to orgasm, and exactly when she had her first contraction. She could also see the level of the orgasm's intensity, neatly displayed graphically on the screen. Audra would teeter on the very edge of orgasm for the entire ten minutes, or she would be required to start over. She was then instructed to ask for permission to orgasm. Once granted, she would stroke herself just enough to send her over the edge. She would then place her hands behind her head hands behind her head, her feet shoulder-width apart, and her back straight. This was the attention position. This effectively ruined any possibility of enjoyment of the orgasm. In all of the almost 3000 orgasms she had experienced since she was brought to this horrible place 15 weeks ago, she had only had 2 that were sexually satisfying. Both were given as rewards for exceptional performance at something humiliating and depraved. Most of the time, her pussy would clench at open air. Stimulation would stop just as the orgasm began. The orgasm was a biochemical, two-fold means to an end. First, the flood of oxytocin would throw her clitoris into hypersensitivity. Second, the surge in prolactin made any interest in sex or stimulation, however infinitesimal, vanish completely. Using this method, Audra felt only the smallest amount of pleasure, and all of the after-effects in full. Every orgasm was an exercise in frustration and cruelty. When her contractions subsided, Audra was to simply put the panties on. Just put them on, and stand at attention in silence and await further instruction. A closer examination of the seemingly benign undergarment revealed some minor modifications. The cotton shield at the crotch was longer and thicker than normal. It also appeared that an additional braid of cotton was sewn into the center. This braid had knots and dips in it designed to wedge into and between her anatomy, putting just a little extra pressure on all the right spots. This material was designed to be very absorbent. The panties were very elastic, and just a tad on the small side. This ensured they would fit snugly into place, and remain there, even if she were permitted to move. The bowl of liquid, as it was explained to her, was another one of Mistress' cocktails. The primary ingredient was a combination of various hot pepper extracts, in a pure, and very thin, oil form. It was distilled and extremely powerful. Some of the secondary ingredients served to accentuate the primary effect. Ginger root and eucalyptus extract oils, along with a concentrated mixture of histamine inducing agents that would add a very insistent itch to the incredible burn. Next, there was a chemical mixture that would ensure that no blistering or would occur, and that there would be no damage to Audra's sensitive nerves or tissue. Finally, a chemical was added to nullify all of the cocktail's ingredients, upon exposure to ordinary olive oil. Audra had also seen a bottle of olive oil, a small dish, and a sponge on the other side of Mistress' desk. At least when she had suffered long enough, apparently the antidote was available and immediate. Audra had no idea what she was in for, but if it was anything like what she'd endured thus far, she was in for another visit to SuperHell. She tentatively began caressing herself. She knew if she gave even the slightest indication of hesitation, she would be punished. She also knew that Mistress had no interest in watching her indulge in foreplay. As quickly as possible, she coaxed her button from its hiding place and began a short journey to the edge of orgasm. She had become an expert of her anatomy. She knew exactly how to touch and rub and tease herself to get the maximum response. She could do it upside down, blindfolded, with one hand tied behind her back, if required, and on more than one occasion, she had. Audra's clit swelled and bulged as it was expertly manipulated. Audra paid just the right amount of direct and secondary stimulation to it, and was at the verge of coming in minutes. A quiet beep emitted from the monitor on the desk indicating that the ten minute timer had started. This was perhaps the hardest part. She had very little control over the torments exacted on her after she came, and most of the time, it was just an exercise in maintaining position, endurance, or both. This was the real trick, though. The settings on the sensors were very sensitive, and the window that the computer recognized as "edging" was quite narrow. She knew the level of stimulation she was expected to maintain, but it was very difficult. She had to maintain her sex at virtually one stroke from orgasm. If she came too soon, she would be punished most severely. She would likely have to wear those horrible panties all night if she did, knowing Mistress. If she failed to keep herself on the edge, the timer would start over. She had once restarted the timer 4 times in one session, a transgression she was given a rather aggressive pussy for. Audra had little doubt that today would be different. Audra's hands were an art form as she deftly stroked and slid her fingers along her sex, taking special care not to enter herself. Several times she felt and saw her response dip, and she quickly corrected it and brought herself back to the verge. This ten minutes felt like an hour, as it always did. She was once required to maintain her level for almost an hour. It was maddening. She had heard whispers that Mistress once forced an inmate to keep herself on the edge for over six hours. Audra couldn't imagine that level of frustration. She felt as though her little nub would explode after one hour. She was both thankful and fearful that this session was only ten minutes. She knew that Mistress must be eager to see her suffer, and after hearing what she was in for, she knew she would. The anticipation of the horror to follow sapped any enjoyment Audra might have felt as she stood there playing with herself. The realization that this sadistic woman would continue to find things to take away from her hit her like a truck. She had endured so much, but she had a grave feeling that this was just the beginning. She had also heard that once Mistress lost interest, things got even worse. She heard rumors that once a slave had failed to peak her interest, Mistress simply sent them to auction. As horrible as her ordeal had been, Audra recognized that she was well cared for, and great care was taken to ensure that no permanent damage was done to her. She shuddered to think of being owned by someone who lacked such inhibitions. She resolved to make all outward signs that she embraced this life, even though she utterly despised what had become of her. She knew it could be worse. The timer ticked down to zero, and Audra dutifully said her expected line. "Mistress, may I come?" "You may." Mistress replied. Audra's apprehension renewed as she heard this. Never before had Mistress granted her immediate permission. Usually, she was required to beg and say filthy things. Usually she was required to promise deeper and deeper depravity. This was new. This was scary. Audra didn't dare waste any more time wondering. She gave her clit the final, missing flick and withdrew her hands behind her head. Her pussy contracted and spasmed hard. Mistress divided her glances equally between the monitor and Audra's gasping form. "That was a strong one, girl. Well done." Mistress sneered. "Thank you, Mistress." Audra replied. "Well, get to it." Mistress commanded. Audra's orgasm had barely subsided when she reached forward onto the desk. She carefully moved the bowl over to the corner, so that none of the solution would drip on Mistress' desk once the panties were removed. She also took care to stretch the panties as much as possible as she awkwardly tried to put them on. She carefully threaded one foot, then the other into their respective spots, taking care not to let the solution touch her feet. The next part was even more challenging, as she attempted to thread the wet satin up her legs without touching them. She was almost successful. When the wet fabric kissed her inner, left thigh, the effects were immediate. The spot began to burn and she flinched. Mistress saw this and commented. "As soon as they are in place, we'll take care of that. Now get moving." Audra's blood ran cold. If this concoction could make her regular skin react so quickly like that. She had a redoubled fear of what her delicate underside was in for. She dared not delay as she drew them into place. She obediently pulled them up at the front and back, effectively wedging the oily wet cloth into direct contact with all her most sensitive and secret places. She then placed her hands behind her head and assumed the attention position. Immediately, the solution set her on fire. It was easily one of the most intense and painful things she had ever felt. It felt, literally, as though her entire underside was on fire. She immediately began breathing faster. She dug her fingers into her hair and every muscle in her body tensed. She stifled every instinct to whimper and scream. She could not control, however, the tears that began freely flowing from her eyes. Mistress dipped the sponge in olive oil and approached her. She applied it to the spot where Audra touched the panties to her inner thigh. The effects were immediate, and the burn was gone from that spot. Audra didn't think she would have noticed, if it had been left alone. Her tender quim and rear pucker were screaming. Every instinct in her told her to make this stop at any cost. Every bit of what she had learned in this house of horrors told her that she would profoundly regret it if she did. Against all odds, Audra held her position. She glanced the monitor and saw the timer. It had been 30 seconds since the cold mixture came in contact with her most private places. 30 seconds that felt like days. Her breathing was ragged, every muscle in her body was so tense, that she feared it would break her bones. Audra wondered how she could endure 5 more seconds, much less whatever her Mistress had in store for her. To her surprise, the burn then began to quiet just a touch. Just barely enough to notice, but enough to dangle the carrot of hope in front of her. If she just took this second by second, she just may survive, provided the burn quieted a little more. Just as she was feeling confident that she would not simply collapse dead, it began. It began subtly, barely noticeable among the torrent of pain. A slight itch began to take hold. This addition renewed her instinct to move and make a sound, and renewed the conflict in her to maintain her position. Audra's entire body glistened as she fought herself. A slight draft took her flesh to goose bumps. Strain as she would, Audra didn't know how much of this she could take. This sensation was truly insidious. Every fiber of her being told her to remedy the situation. The sensation grew and grew and grew until it almost eclipsed the burning that was slowly subsiding. She felt herself being backed into a corner. She began to panic and her heart raced. This was new. This was horrible. This was not pain. In a way, this was worse. She had known pain, she had, to an extent, mastered pain. This was a new challenge. One she had never faced and had no idea if she could conquer. The pervasive itch seemed to spread, as she struggled, she felt as if it was creeping further and further insider her from both sources. She felt like it would certainly drive her mad, were it not stopped soon. The monitor counted up to three minutes. Audra wondered if the true nature of the salve was the itch. It seemed to command more and more of her attention as the sensation became harder and harder to ignore. The burning was still there and it hurt, a lot, but the itching was where her mind kept being drawn. She began to fantasize about horrible things. She dreamed about the gratification she would feel if she were to be able to attend to herself. Her thoughts turned to things like scrub brushes and bottle brushes and how much better they would make her feel. She felt as though she could gladly rend the flesh from her body to make this sensation stop. The tears in her eyes renewed. As the timer ticked to four minutes, Mistress approached her. The girl's obvious discomfort was written all over her body. Mistress began drinking in the sight. She silently donned a pair of latex gloves. She dipped her fingertips into the solution and brought it to Audra's left breast. She gently massaged the oil into Audra's pink nipple and areola. Audra glanced downward and half expected to see a tiny flame on the tip of her breast. The new sensation briefly took her mind off of the insistent sensation in her valley. She was almost grateful for the new burning. What was she becoming? Her eyes glanced upward and caught Mistress brandishing an evil grin. She watched attentively as Mistress repeated the process with Audra's right nipple. Audra knew what was coming. She knew that the burning was going to fade and the itch would take over. She knew she was expected to endure, but didn't know how much more she could take. Just then, Mistress took her latex covered hand and brought it up firmly into Audra's panty covered cleft. It made a moist smacking sound as the braids were jostled between Audra's folds, cupping her sex. Mistress then broke the silence. "Now I want your eyes on mine. Do not let them stray." Audra fearfully complied and rose her tear-filled eyes to meet those of her Mistress. At that moment, Mistress roughly rubbed the cotton from side to side and pushed the panties upward, digging them in further and spreading Audra's sex around them. This caused a flood of the mixture to be released into Audra's delicate skin. The burn returned in full force. Audra almost forgot about the horrible itch as she was ignited anew. Mistress took her finger and pushed against the lump at Audra's bottom, repeating the process for her backside. Audra bit her lip hard and struggled to maintain her silence and position. She fought to keep her gaze where it was directed. Sweat and tears stung in her eyes as she grasped for ragged breath through her nostrils. Audra saw the glazed, evil look in her Mistress' eyes as she drank in Audra's submission. It nauseated her that this woman took such joy in her torment. To say she hated this woman would be a grave understatement. She also knew that the only way out of this torment was through it. For now she would just have to endure. The burn in both her nipples and her cleft subsided and the itch took its place, insistent as ever. "Describe what you're feeling." She said calmly as she gazed into Audra's soul. "Oh, G-God..." Audra whispered. "Mistress will do. Now answer the question." Mistress smiled coyly. "It b-burns. It itches." Audra hissed. "You know I want more than that." Mistress corrected, aggravation washed over her face. "It...It's awful. Please, Mistress!" Audra searched for words. "Give me what I want, and you may get what you want." Mistress replied. "It's so hot, and it itches so bad." Audra pleaded. "Where?" Mistress queried. "All over!!" Audra replied. "Girl, if I had put this on all of you, you would know it, now tell me where." Mistress grew impatient. "M-My crotch and my breasts!" Audra exclaimed. "More specific." Mistress directed. "All over my pussy, my bottom and my nipples!" Audra relinquished. She blushed as she kept her gaze locked with the cruel beast's. She had no idea why she clung to modesty. There were no secrets here. Shame was the last feeling that tied her to a normal life, and she clung to it. Audra snuck a glance at the timer. It had been seven minutes. Audra gasped as Mistress renewed her torment. Another squeeze to her womanhood sent a fresh dose of the solution into every place she didn't want it. "Would you like this to end?" Mistress asked. "Y-Yesss, Mistresss!!" Audra winced. "Shall we play a game instead?" Mistress kept her eyes locked on Audra's suffering. "P-Please, Mistress, c-can we play a g-game?" Audra cared very little for this sick bitch's games, but she said it without hesitation. This had to end. Now. "Can we play whatever game I want?" Mistress said with a smile "Yesss, anything, Ma'am!" Audra needed this to stop. She feared for her sanity. Mistress then reached over to her desk, picking up the bowl of olive oil containing the sponge. "You are released." Mistress said plainly. She watched intently as Audra scrambled out of the panties. Audra hastily grabbed the sponge and plunged it between her legs. She thoroughly rubbed down her crevices and folds, her pucker and her nipples. She soaked it again and pushed it into herself, front and back. The relief felt amazing. The sensations were instantly gone. She took a deep breath, placed the sponge back in the bowl and the bowl on the desk and awaited instruction. Mistress pressed a button on the telephone that rested on her desk. The door opened behind Audra and another girl entered the room. She was short, curvy and nude. Audra noticed that she had long, fire-red hair and striking green eyes. The girl silently stepped up to the desk beside Audra and cast her eyes downward. "Audra, this is Teagan. Teagan, this is Audra. She has been here 2 days longer than you, Audra. Like you, she is also naturally very sensitive after she has an orgasm. Her sexual response is nearly identical to yours in every way we can measure. She also just finished wearing a pair of hot panties with Candy in the next room. She also elected to play my game. I guess those panties really were spicy." Mistress grinned as she made her introductions. Pressing a couple of buttons, the girls heard some mechanical noises behind them in the expansive office. They dared not turn around to see what was in store for them. "I call this game soccer. Orgasm soccer to be exact." Mistress continued The girls stood silently as they listened. "Who can tell me the biggest rule in soccer?" Mistress quizzed. Lesbian Cum Slave Final Exam Ch. 03 "No hands, Ma'am." Teagan piped up, sporting a very Irish accent. "Exactly." Mistress smiled. "The rules are simple enough. The two of you simultaneously stimulate each other. You will keep stimulating each other throughout the match. You will compete to be the first to make the other have an orgasm. The one who succeeds will be awarded two points. Then, you will be compete to make your opponent react to post-orgasm stimulation. If your opponent responds vocally with anything above a whisper, you will be awarded one point. If your opponent reacts by attempting to restrict your access to anatomy, you will be awarded two points. Once one of you has 6 points, the match will end. The girl who wins two of three matches will be declared the winner. Oh, and don't forget: This is soccer. You can't use your hands. Any use of teeth or biting will be grounds for immediate forfeit of the match. We will begin with a coin toss, the winner will decide if she wants to be on top or bottom for the first match. The points winner of each match will decide the position of the following match." Mistress continued: "The stakes are high, my darlings. The winner hold the loser's pussy open for the crop. The whipping will last until the loser uses her mouth to makes me come." The girls both processed what they had been told. Neither of them wanted to lose. The crop was vicious, particularly when fully exposed. Audra felt the sting for days after her last session. The look on Teagan's face revealed the same misgivings. This sadistic woman had devised a contest that would ensure that the two of them would do their very best job at eating pussy while simultaneously trying to stave off their own orgasm. "I forgot to mention!" Mistress said with a grin. "For the duration of this game, and the 'Award Ceremony' immediately following, both of you will have your sensitivity dialed up by 50%! This will ensure two things, the incentive to win will be unquestionable, and there will, undoubtedly, be points awarded quickly during the post-orgasm phase." Mistress added. Was there no end to the madness? The devious nature of the exercise set in quickly. Audra realized that the rules would ensure that both girls would take to the task at hand whole-heartedly; they would both be trying everything possible to make the other come, they would also both do everything possible to avoid having an orgasm. Mistress interrupted their thoughts by gesturing behind them. The girls then looked back. The product of the mechanical sounds lay before them. From beneath the hardwood floor, a round, lavishly appointed bed had risen. The girls approached it, stealing a glance at each other. Neither of them had a taste for women, but neither of them were interested in losing, either. "Teagan, call the coin." Mistress commanded. "Heads." Teagan replied, hopefully. The coin landed in Mistress' hand, she placed it on her forearm and revealed the result. Tails. Audra thought hard about the choice before her. Fearful that she would give the impression of hesitation, she chose. "Top." She said. Audra thought that she may have a slight advantage by having her knees planted and being mildly less comfortable. In reality, she knew it would make little difference, but any advantage would be welcome. The thought of having her womanhood splayed and lent to the crop made her shutter in fear. The girls resumed their short voyage and took their positions. Mistress went to her computer and synced the monitor. With the touch of a few keys, a signal was sent to each of the subdermal microtranscievers that made good on her promise to increase their sensitivity. Both girls felt the effects immediately and Teagan drew a quick breath. Audra felt it also, a warm tingling in her mound, and an acute awareness of her movements focused on her most sensitive parts. The girls mounted the bed and took their positions. Teagan took her place in the center, laying on her back. She spread her legs wide and rose her knees. She finished by placing a small, satin pillow under her head. Her long, curly, red hair spilling around her. Audra then took her position. She placed a knee on either side of Teagan's shoulders, spreading them wide to bring her charms to Teagan's lips. She then brought her forearms on either side of Teagan's hips, lowering her face toward Teagan's plump valley. Mistress again pierced the silence. "Candy will be joining us, together we will referee." Mistress hit a button on her phone and Candy entered the office. She placed the leather chairs on either side of the round mattress, adjusting them so they both had a perfect view of the activities that were about to commence. Mistress slithered over to the bed. She gently adjusted both girls' position. She pressed on Audra's back, forcing her to arch it. There was no doubt this increased her vulnerability as her sensitive folds felt Teagan's breath. Mistress then gently slid a pillow below Teagan's hips. The increase in angle parted her crease and Audra's breath had the same effect on her. "When I give the word, you will both begin. Candy and I will pass final judgment on who moves or makes a sound. The monitor will measure the onset of your orgasms to one tenth of a second. Good luck ladies." Mistress commanded. Mistress then paused. The girls remained locked in position, ready to begin, with their faces mere millimeters from each other's shaven pussies. Audra took this time to think. She felt Teagan's hot breath against her naked flesh and decided on a strategy. "Begin!" Mistress said as she and Candy reclined comfortably for the show. Teagan dove into Audra's cunt. Probing insistently at Audra's clit. She flicked and lapped furiously in her determination to make Audra come. Audra drew a short breath. With the increase in sensitivity, the Teagan's tongue bordered on painful. While she was sure that it would eventually bring her to orgasm, she was also sure that it wouldn't be quick. She implemented her strategy. Audra continued to hover over Teagan's quim. She breathed hard, hot breaths over he folds. She then gently began to kiss the girl's mons, carefully avoiding her crevice. She continued to kiss her groin, paying special attention to the sensitive flesh where thigh meets pelvis, and where leg meets butt. Teagan responded with a pant, assuring Audra that she was on the right path. She continued this for over a minute, kissing and nuzzling the Irish girl like a lover. Teagan kept with her strategy of oral assault. Audra felt the first sparks of heat growing in her. She gently traced her tongue along Teagan's core, barely making contact. Teagan responded by increasing in speed, darting her tongue and sucking loudly at Audra's clit. Audra knew her strategy was working, but could she last long enough to tease her to orgasm first? Audra then slowly and firmly licked Teagan from clit to crinkle, plunging her tongue deeply into her, tasting her obvious response. Audra then dragged her tongue back up, ever so slowly. She lingered in all the right places, stopping at her button. She pressed firmly against the girl's nub, barely moving. Teagan's breaths came faster as she felt Audra's new attention. Audra then began to trace the tip of her tongue around Teagan's swollen clit, so slowly, but so forcefully. Teagan was obviously worried, as she began to do the same to Audra. Audra then flattened her tongue and laid it firmly across Teagan's clit, moving ever-so-slightly in a circular motion. Teagan's breaths became more frantic and she attacked Audra's button without reservation. Audra felt an orgasm building inside her quickly. She sucked Teagan's button into her mouth and began tickling the tip of the girl's clit with the tip of her tongue. She sucked as hard as she could, and licked quickly, but gently. Teagan's body betrayed her. Audra kept up her ministrations as she felt the girl pause to take a few, short, orgasmic breaths. Teagan's essence graced Audra's nose as she sucked. The whole situation, while disgusting, stirred lust in Audra. Teagan planted her mouth firmly on Audra. Audra resisted as much as she could, but succumbed in a matter of seconds. She disengaged from Teagan's sex as she felt her own orgasm rip through her. The race was on. Both girls furiously tongued each other's clits in an effort to make their opponent respond. The increase in sensitivity was now fully flourished. Both girls panted as they desperately tried to overcome each other with the all-too-familiar tickle. Teagan latched on tight and tongued Audra roughly. Audra involuntarily pulled herself away from Teagan. "2 Points!" exclaimed Candy as she sipped from a glass of red wine. The girls were both tied. Four more points and the match would end. Mistress put both girls back into position. Without a word, both resumed their cunnilingual torture of each other's sensitive buttons. Audra strained to keep herself available for the torment. Clearly, there were advantages to both positions. Teagan grabbed the sheets hard as she put massive effort into keeping her knees from slamming shut. Mistress drank in the sight. Here she had two sexually reserved, heterosexual girls engaged in a contest of submission, torture and cunnilingus. Neither of these girls were bound, yet they were availing themselves for torment. Neither of these girls were lesbians, yet they were very convincing as lovers. Her right hand drifted between her thighs as she watched. "3 Points!" Mistress called out as Teagan whimpered and closed her legs. Again the girls were repositioned as the match continued. Three seconds later, Teagan again snapped her knees shut. "2 Points!" Mistress grinned. The girls had a ten minute break between matches. They both sat next to each other on the bed. They stole shameful glances at each other, wondering if the other felt as filthy and nasty, and both feeling guilty for forcing another woman to endure the specific discomfort they both loathed. The second match went in a very similar fashion. Audra opted for the bottom position in round 2, and Teagan adopted Audra's strategy. Teagan won the second round. The third and final match was indeed a sight to behold. Teagan opted for the top position in an attempt to recreate her success. Both girls had learned a bit about each other's anatomy and response from the first two rounds. They both abandoned all reservation and gave themselves fully to their task. Their orgasms were almost simultaneous, with Teagan losing by a fraction of a second. Both girls steeled themselves to remain silently in position while inflicting the most torment on each other. Mistress watched intently. She was glad she had decided on only 3 matches. If she had gone with her original intention of 5 matches, she would have surely had to plant Candy's face in her pussy to release the massive amount of tension building in her. Both girls struggled valiantly, but it was Audra who won in the end. Upon the final scoring, mistress gestured to Candy, who retrieved a short bench from an adjoining closet. She wheeled the heavy furniture over to Mistress' desk. It most closely resembled a gynological exam table, but was made of heavy wood and padded with rich, ox-blood leather, and much closer to the ground. There was also an apparatus at the head that appeared to be a seatless stool, perfectly aligned above where the occupant's head would rest. It was also appointed with heavy straps throughout. Mistress bade Teagan over to the bench. Ice ran through her veins as she took her place. As Candy strapped her into the chair securely, Mistress threw a pair of latex gloves to Audra. Audra was puzzled, but put them on. Mistress removed her skirt and folded it neatly on her desk. She then took her position at Teagan's head. She adjusted herself, and her satin covered, dripping wet pussy gently bumped against Teagan's lips. I must confess, Teagan." Mistress stated. "This has made me ever-so hot. If I took these panties off right now, this 'award ceremony' would be over in a matter of minutes. That's not exactly fair to Audra, is it?" "No, Ma'am." Teagan replied sheepishly, knowing her task would be that much harder with the thin cloth barrier separating them. "Make her ready, Audra." Mistress commanded. Audra then knelt between the girl's legs. She reached her gloved hands up and spread Teagan's pussy lips. "You can do better than that." Mistress chided. She then reached down and adjusted Audra's grip. When she had finished, Teagan's poor, swollen clit and pink pussy lips were completely exposed. Teagan's button poked up lewdly. Audra felt sorry for the poor girl, but was glad she was not in the chair herself. "You may begin licking me when the first strike lands, Teagan." Mistress instructed. She then took the narrow leather tip of the riding crop and baptized it in the insidious mixture that both girls had endured in their panties earlier. Audra saw this and immediately knew why she was now wearing gloves. Teagan was in for a surprise...