Playing in Candlelight
Hey, Astrid, Heather. Sorry about the late notice, but I need to take care of some stuff for my dad. I managed to catch an early flight, even earlier than you wake up, which I didn't think was humanly possible.
There was a pause and an audible, tired groan.
I should only be gone for a week. I let you know if that changes. There are several prepared meals in the ice box, I also left some money if you girls would like take in.
Astrid, you're in charge. Heather, you listen to her as though she was me. I know that may be a little difficult seeing as our bet was less than a month ago, but she's been very good lately.
The blonde smiled at that, almost immediately reaching for the key to the play room.
You girls behave. Astrid don't do anything I wouldn't do.
Astrid could hear the smirk in his voice, as she almost rolled her eyes. He knew exactly what she would do with her newly granted control. She felt a small grin pull at the corner of her lips. He was probably stroking himself as he let his wonderful and vibrant imagination go wild.
Maybe she should record a session or two as a welcome home gift...
Ah who am I kidding, we both know what's going to happen.
Have fun and be safe.
She smiled at that. It was nice to have such a caring dom.
The playroom had been set up in the largest of the spare rooms. It was furnished as one would expect for bondage enthusiasts. A Saint Andrew cross in that corner, a small bed with restraints on that side of the wall. A swing fastened securely into the roof over there. Crops, various toys, ropes and other restraints hanging from a neatly organized rack.
Hiccup had even talked about getting a Sybian sometime in the future. Though they were starting to run out of room.
"Heather. Come here." Astrid called from just the door.
She didn't have long to wait until for her housemate to appear. Heather had come as quickly as she could.
Restrained as she was.
Heather's legs had been bound to force her to walk on her knees, a pair of cat ears perked up from the top of her head, the headband hidden by her silky, night black hair. A pair of small tinkling little bells were clamped to her large breasts and to complete the visage, a black tail plug had been inserted into her perfect rear.
Astrid grinned as she bent down to undo the straps, freeing Heather's legs. "No, that's enough for now. I got other ideas."
"I'm sure you do." Heather griped, as she flexed her legs, stretching out the sore muscles.
"Hmmm." Astrid hummed cheekily as she helped her to her feet.
Heather gasped as the clamps came off next and bent at the waist, showing off her firm round bottom, so Astrid could remove her tail.
"Hmmm…" Astrid tapped a long thin finger against her bottom lip, "no I think that stays. I like the way it looks on you."
"Yes, Astrid." Heather stood back up, wiggling her bottom teasingly. She yelped when Astrid's hand came down with a sharp clap.
"Behave," Astrid scolded
"Yes, Astrid." Heather said again, gasping as Astrid flicked her nipple, before catching it in her teeth.
"Until Hiccup gets back your mine. Understood?"
"Yes, Astrid." Heather sighed as Astrid returned to her minastrations on her breasts.
She ran her tongue over Heather's breasts, sucking the hardened left bruising kisses on Heather's pale flesh. Her hand traveled down Heather's stomach, stroked in small circles, before she reached down between the black haired woman's legs, cupping her quivering sex.
Heather moaned and spread her legs. For her part, Astrid pushed a single finger into Heather's wet, warm and pulsing carnal tunnel.
Heather's hip rocked against Astrid's finger, she gasped as Astrid's thumb played with the bundle of nerves, she cried out in need as Astrid slowly added a second, then a third finger into Heather's wanting sex, as Astrid's tongue continued to play with Heather's aching, sensitive nipples.
Juices dripped from Heather's sex, coating Astrid's hand as she pushed deeper. Driving Heather closer and closer to release.
Astrid released Heather's breast with a wet *plop.*
"Are you going to be good?" She hissed, dragging her tongue up Heather's neck.
"Yes, Astrid." Heather gasped, thrusting into Astrid's questing fingers.
"Are you going to do as I say?" Astrid whispered as she took Heather's earlobe gently in her teeth.
"Good." Astrid slipped her fingers out, as Heather cried out in dismay.
"Not yet. Lay down." Astrid pointed to the bed. "On your stomach."
"Astrid. Please." Heather begged.
"Lay down pet." Astrid hissed. As she grabbed Heather's collar and pulled her towards the bed.
Heather obeyed, not wishing to test Astrid any more. She laid down, arms and legs outstretched, whining slightly as Astrid cuffed them into place. A second later her vision was cast into darkness, as Astrid covered her green eyes with a black cloth blindfold.
Above her tied and now blinded pet, Astrid couldn't help but smile. The paleness of Heather's flesh, the silk of her black hair, the excitement was dripping from her eager sex.
Everything was Her's
Heather was Her's once again.
She ran her fingertips down Heather's spine, electing a barely suppressed shudder from the bound woman.
"For the next week pet… You're mine." Astrid grinned as she bent down and traced the curve of Heather's back with her tongue, teasing her sex with deft strokes of her fingers.
"Astrid… Please…" Heather whined.
"You know… I haven't forgotten what you did. How you helped Hiccup during our bet." Astrid shuddered as her mind filled with memories from those six days. "I haven't forgotten that full day of edging… how you took me to that edge, and held me there for hours under Hiccup's orders."
Heather groaned. "Please, Astrid, I had to. I had to!"
"Shhh," Astrid soothed, stroking Heather's long black hair. "It's okay, it's okay. Becoming Hiccup's turned out to be the best thing that could have happened to me."
Astrid climbed onto the bed, laying down beside Heather, draping the top half of her body over Heather's lower. Admiring the strength of her thighs, the roundness of her bottom and the excitement which dripped from her red, eager sex.
"Buuuuuut," Astrid cooed softly as she bent down to draw her tongue up to taste Heather's excitement, "You're going to have to make it up to me."
"Please, Astrid… Please…" Heather begged, "finish me, don't leave me like this."
"All in good time, pet." Astrid promised, pushing herself back up and off the bed. "First, I am going to have some fun."
Astrid stepped lightly over to one of the cupboards and pulled out a large candle. Carefully she lit the wick and stepped back to the other woman, moving carefully so as not to prematurely snuff out the flame.
Soon the smell of roses from the dark, almost blood red, candle began to fill the room, as Heather began to breathe harder. Deep cleansing breaths.
"I remember how much you love this, pet." Astrid grinned as she slowly tipped the candle over.
Hot wax dripped from the top, splashing onto Heather's exposed skin in dark red streaks. Heather gave a panting cry, pulling at the restraints which held her firm.
"Astrid! Please!" Heather whimpered as another splash of wax rolled down her back, cooling into a harden puddle of dark red wax.
Astrid chuckled as Heather writhed in her bonds, trying to squeeze her legs to get give herself some relief.
Another drip, another cry.
Dark red against the paleness of Heather's flesh.
"If you don't stop whining I'm going to have to gag you." Astrid whispered, dropping down to Heather's ear, drawing her tongue up her neck, as she dripped more of the wax down Heather's back.
"I'm so close, Astrid! So close!"
"Are you now?" Astrid paused, "Well, then I think you shouldn't be greedy and help me. Isn't that what a good pet does?"
Heather whined as the restraints around the bed were loosened.
"Roll over," Astrid ordered, before securing her pet back in place.
Astrid set the candle down on the night table and walked over to the toy rack on the wall. She hummed thoughtfully, as she pretended to ponder over the wide selection of toys and gags.
"Now, now… what would be the best to add to our little game?". Astrid whispered to herself, just loud enough for Heather to hear.
Finally after a few agonizing minutes, Astrid returned, pulling the blindfold down and dangling a device over Heather's sweat slicked and flushed face.
It was a gag. With a small protrusion that fitted into her mouth… And a large phallus which was to be held to her face by several straps.
"I think we can have a lot of fun with this, don't you?" Astrid cooed as she moved to buckle the gag around Heather's head.
"Now be a good pet… If you are good, I'll make sure you get a lovely treat." Astrid grinned as she fitted the gag into place and pulled the blind back over Heather's wide green eyes.
Astrid slid herself onto the silicon cock, a perfect copy of Hiccup's own, gasping as she felt it stretching her walls, eliciting small gasps of pleasure and hitched cries of need, as the blonde began to bounce her hips on Heather's face.
Heather for her part tried to thrust her head up in time with Astrid's. Hoping to bring her to orgasm quickly. To show that she was a good pet. She was able to see to her mistress' needs.
With her sight hidden, Heather was unprepared for the next splash of wax that splattered onto her stomach, her cries, muffled by the gag, were drowned out by Astrid's own muffled cries as she continued to ride the dildo attached to Heather's face.
Burning, sweet pain exploded from Heather's neglected nipples as wax dripped onto them, covering the pebbled nipple in a shield of wax. Heather twisted in her bounds, desperate for relief. Desperate for more of the burning, sweet pain.
Another spasm shot through Heather, as her second breast was attended to. Droplets of heat, pain and sensation dripped onto the bundle of nerves. A mix of sweet delight and delicious pain.
Above her, Astrid continue to thrust hard, crying out as her climax over took her, as her juices flowed and dripped down from her glistening sex, onto Heather's gagged and blindfolded face.
"Such a good pet," Astrid panted, pulling the blind fold off, and staring into Heather's wide, begging, emerald green eyes.
Carefully she unbuckled the gag and slowly pulled it off. Pausing only to wrap her own thin lips around the silicone cock.
Tasting her own excitement.
"Please, Astrid. I've been good."
Astrid looked down at her pet. Nodding in agreement.
"You have… and I did promise."
Astrid walked back over to the toy rack and selected a vibrator from the collection.
"Is this what you want?" Astrid asked, as she switched it on low. As she dragged the tip up and down Heather's stomach. "Is this what you want me to do?"
"Yesssss," Heather hissed.
Astrid's hand came down with a loud, echoing slap. Cracking the layered wax on Heather's nipple, causing her to moan with both pain and need.
"Is that how good girls ask for things?" Astrid scolded, slapping her other breast. "I don't think you've earned this yet."
Astrid reached down and pulled on the long, black cat tailplug. Heather writhed as the plug slowly widened and stretched her ass.
She smiled as she twisted the plug, slowly working the plug free from Heather's ass, only to probe her second hole with the tip. Teasing her, working her pet to that fine edge of pleasure, pain and insanity.
"You like this. Don't you, pet?" Astrid whispered as she pushed the plug slowly back in. "You love this."
"Yes, Astrid… I love it so much." Heather whined struggling with her bonds. "Please, finish me."
Astrid let out a throaty chuckle as she pushed the tailplug back into Heather's ass. She paused only long enough to grab and relight the candle.
The vibrator buzzed as Astrid turned it on, and gently lowered it to Heather's waiting, long neglected sex.
The jolt of the vibe finally touching her, finally entering her, stretching her walls, was almost too much for Heather. She mewled and begged. She wanted -no-, she needed more.
The splash of hot wax brought her back from the edge.
Pain blending sweetly with delight as Astrid pushed the vibrator in and out of her hot, needy, dripping sex.
Another splash of wax against her skin, another push of the vibe against her sensitive core.
Her senses were being driven to the extreme.
Pain and pleasure.
The sweet blending of both as the wax hardened into shells on her pale flesh.
Astrid… her sister-slave.
Her mistress above her, whispering sweet things. Giving her gentle kisses, caresses before spilling another splash of hot wax on to hardened nubs of nerves.
Heather couldn't contain it anymore.
She needed release.
"Please! Please, Astrid! Let me cum!" Heather cried, tears running down her face as she tried desperately to hold on. Her hips thrusting almost on their own volition into the tormenting buzz of the vibrator against her clit.
Astrid grinned as she leaned down to capture Heather's lips in a soft kiss.
"Yes, pet. You may."
Heather shuddered against her bonds as the climax overtook her, as pleasure washed over her, as sweet pain and heat dripped onto her from the still burning candle.
It had been too long.
Slowly the wave of pleasure subsided. Her shackles were loosened, Astrid was there, helping her up. Kissing her gently as she stroked Heather's long black hair.
"I missed this. It was fun." Heather finally said. Still panting from her climax, still from the sweet, delicious pain.
"Hmmm." Astrid agreed, kissing her pet lovingly, deeply.
"And," Astrid smiled as she broke the kiss, "we have a whole week in which to play."