Naturally.

"Oh, I'm cute, do you think?" Amy asked, looking towards where Elana was still tied to the table. The younger redhead blushed, stumbling a little bit over her words as she went on.

"Y-yes." She said. "I think you're kind of cute...I-mean, I always sort of liked short hair..."

Amy laughed, the sound dispelling any sort of embarrassment that Elana might have been feeling. For a moment, the two women looked eye to eye. Elana could feel her nerves churning. It was the first time she'd ever made a move on anyone else, even in this weird alternate life that she had created. Usually, she was kidnapped and used, which was fine, she supposed, since the fact that she had created the situation and could ultimately get out of it at any time rendered that fate less horrible than it might have seemed at first. But she'd always been too shy to actually try her luck with anyone on her own terms, and with a woman, no less...

But well, why not? It wasn't like she didn't like Amy. She did. Quite a lot, actually. She'd been gentle with her when she didn't have to be, she had a nice voice, and she seemed like an honestly nice person as well. Maybe usually that wouldn't be the sort of thing to lead to offers of sex, but Elana had been marched through a street, fingered, had her breasts ribbed, her sex put on full display. She'd been teased and tormented, tied up and bound to a bed while someone poked bits of her anatomy and explained exactly what they were going to do to them. She'd had gel rubbed into her body by a slow, sensuous hand.

In short, she was horny as hell right now.

"Well..." Amy said slowly. "Why not? It's been a while since I've had the chance to have any fun. You sure that you're up for it? That clit ring of yours is still pretty fresh..."

"Well..." Elana gulped. "It's still pretty raw, but I think I can take it. I am going to have to when that guy gets back anyway, so let's have some practice. Do...do you have a boyfriend?"

"Not right now." Amy said. "No girlfriend either, before you ask."

She moved forwards, stepping to the edge of the chair. "Problem is, I told that guy that I wouldn't let you out of the bed."

"That's no problem." Elana said slowly. "I sort of like it here...um, the restraints are pretty tight and they're ugh, they're turning me on a little?"

She flushed brighter and brighter as she admitted it, but Amy only chuckled, shaking her head slowly, from side to side.

"You really are a sub, aren't you? Well, whatever in that case, we can get to work, can't we? Tell me, have you ever had sex with a woman before?"

"No..." Elana said. "Not really. Mostly just men. Mostly just ****. You know, chains and that sort of thing. Not often my own idea. It's sort of nice if you're into it, but...."

"It's not really the same thing." Amy nodded. "Don't worry, I'll be gentle."

She turned around, and started to remove her top, pulling it over her head. Elana frowned at that. Was she really going to get undressed where Elana couldn't see? That was rude! But a moment later, she turned back around again. Elana realised that she had not been wearing a bra at all. Her breasts were actually pretty small, though still noticeable. Now she could see her without her top, Elana noted that Amy had an athletic build, her muscles were wiry but tough, and she seemed to be a woman who took good care of herself. Her body was well proportioned, her skin was slightly tanned. Her nipples were bright pink, and stood erect, showing that she was already aroused. An arousal that Elana shared.

"Your nipples are pierced too?" Elana asked, her eyes straining to take in every inch of the other woman's body.

"Yep." Amy said, a hand gently toying with one of them. "Nice, isn't it?"

Indeed, this was the case. Though, unlike Elana who had rings, Amy instead had a barbell through each one, a sort of metal shaft tiny enough to protrude from the side of each nipple.

"Do you..." Elana gulped, but **** herself to go on. "Do you have one for your pussy too?"

"Wanna see?" Amy asked, a wicked look in her eyes. Elana nodded quickly, hoping to enjoy the show a bit more. She did. Amy took a step back, and one of her hands unzipped her jeans, kicking them off her body with a rapid motion. Her legs were long and slender, and again, they seemed well used and healthy. She had already removed her shoes and socks, and now stood in only her black lace panties. Elana felt her gut churn. Amy's pussy was visible through the sami transparent material, her mound partially open already. Her labia were larger than Elana's, and her lower self was more obvious. She had a metal piercing in the hood of her clit, the same spot she had tried to argue for Elana to have one in.

Amy shed herself of her panties, and for a moment, stood totally naked. Elana drank in the sight of her body, feeling a strange thrill course through her. Desire and lust mixed within her soul, the restraints pressed down against her, holding her in place, but it only served to make her want it more.

For the next hour or so, Elana was in heaven. Never before had she even considered having sex with another woman, she'd never thought of herself as a lesbian or bisexual, but now she was having to seriously consider it. Amy was slender, she moved with a grace that made Elana's pussy throb with want. Her body was sensual, drawing her eyes even when she tried to look away. Even though her breasts were small, the barbell piercings drew the eye, so again and again Elaan found herself looking at Amy's nipples.

They started off small. Amy moved over to the bed, put it back into reclining position so that Elana was looking up at the ceiling. Then, she started to climb up, the bed shook, and Elana feared it would break down, but somehow it held their weight. Elana was looking directly up into Amy's face. The other woman was breathing deeply, but raggedly, desire tinging her eyes as she leaned down. Elana moaned, feeling Amy's breasts gently stroking her own, pressing against her tender nipples. She didn't shy away from the feeling, but instead thrust forwards, pushing her body into the other woman's.

They kissed. Gently at first. Amy was careful, she was kind, she didn't want to **** something on the other woman. Elana had been used many times before in her mind. She wanted this to be different. So she was slow, and she was sensuous, drawing the younger woman into a deeper and deeper embrace. She resisted the urge to give in to the primal desire that they both felt right at the start, instead, simply allowing Elana to feel her body pressed against her own. Their heat, their closeness, their skin contact. It was almost like being embraced.

Then, the real fun started. Amy knew that Elana's clit piercing was still raw and fresh, no matter how much of a brave face she put on it, so she had already decided that direct intercourse was out. That did not, however, mean that they could not have fun. When she was sure that Elana was ready, she slowly lowered her face, bringing it towards Elana's chest. There, her nipple rings stood proud, and these soon proved to be a target of attack. Amy gently clasped them in her teeth, moving them back and forth slowly. This drew moans from Elana, who was not used to having them, the stimulation was new, and different. At first, she did not know how to react to it. Amy's hands were quick and subtle, moving towards her lover's shoulders, and then gently sliding down her arms, and moving to her side. Her fingers trailed gently down Elana's waist, leaving a tingling trail where they went. At the same time, her mouth teased and played with Elana's breasts, the younger woman lay back and gasped as the pleasure assailed her senses. She moaned, almost lost to it, a whole day of torment having made her ready for anything, her body primed to react.

Elana groaned and gasped, each touch by Amy sending lances of burning pleasure through her spine. Her breasts felt hot, her nipples were engorged, each gentle lick, pull or tug making her moan. But it was her mound that wanted the most. Her pussy ached with need, desire screaming through her head like the wailing of a siren.

"You ready to go to the next level?" Amy asked her gently, Elana nodded. Amy shifted, turning around carefully on the bed, so that she was reversed, her lower body next to Elana's upper body. Elana gazed up, seeing that Amy's pussy was swollen with need as well. It dripped, liquid falling slowly and gently across her thighs.

She knew what was expected of her. As soon as she felt Amy's gentle tongue start to press against her own opening, she saw Amy's pussy descending towards her face. Elana took a deep breath, scenting Any's arousal as a low musk, and then started doing the same herself. Her tongue moved out, gently licking the edge of Amy's entrance. It tasted strange, but not unpleasant. Amy was soaking, but Elana knew that she herself was scarcely any better. Amy's tongue was already lapping at her lower self, every stroke and motion making her quake with want. Elana quickly tried to do the same. She felt that she was ungainly, not as skilled as her partner. Her tongue felt clumsy, and she didn't know what to do. She tried, though, gently licking Amy's entrance, forcing herself inside by inches, she stroked and pleasured Amy's clit, making the other woman tremble and moan. At the same time, her pussy was being explored in the same way, making her shake and marvel at the touch of another woman.

It was...well, intimate. Amy's body pressed against her, her soft skin touching Elana's own. There was a sense of connection, a sense of closeness that Elana had never felt before. Neither in her previous, real history, or the one made by the rulebook. Her body tingled with more than lust, Amy's heat washed into her, Amy's touch made her shudder, bringing her closer to her climax, and Elana felt her head spinning. The connection adding so much to the act. She felt like she never had before, being stroked and fondled and licked by a woman who, in her previous life, she would never have even met.

She did her best to return the favour, licking Amy's clit, stroking it with her tongue, gently trying to arouse and excite her. It was working too, Amy trembled now with every touch, her breaths came in moaning gasps. As for Elana, Amy made sure to touch her clitoris but gently and rarely, instead stimulating the areas around it, making the touch teasing and enjoyable, but not directly engaging her still sensitive bud.

After what seemed like forever, Elana climaxed. The feeling was sudden, not gradual, but like the snapping of a twig. Suddenly, pleasure roared through her body, she gasped, her arms went limp, strength seemed to seep away from her as she ground her pussy desperately into Amy's mouth. She moaned, then again, in a higher pitch, the sound forcing its way out of her mouth.

Her sudden motion was enough to set off Amy as well, the other red head loosed a long, low moan as her climax hit. More gradual than Elana's had been, but strong and building in strength. With trembling hands, she **** herself off the bed, crashing to the ground and lying there as her body quaked with the motion of her release.

After a moment, it was over for both women. Elana lay back, looking at the ceiling. Her eyes were wide, and she was breathing heavily.

Amy made a sound of annoyance, looking down at her lower self.

"I'm soaked." She complained. "Now I'm gonna have to change..."

Elana laughed, and after a moment, Amy joined in. The two women enjoying themselves for a moment before the reality of the new wold set back in for them both.

"You're going to be taken away soon." Amy said.

"Yeah." Elana said. "I guess I am. Amy, that was... that was amazing. Thank you for that. No matter what happens, I'll remember it, I promise."

"It was pretty nice for me too." Amy admitted. "It's a pity that your clitoris isn't healed up yet, or else I'd have really made you jump. Maybe next time, though."

"Yeah." Elana breathed. "Maybe next time."