Breaking and entertaining

Alura lay on a lounger by the pool not long after lunch. She was dressed in a white bikini with a pair of stylish sunglasses over her eyes and was casually sipping an iced lemon tea as Katie stood next to her lounger. She let out a content sigh as the cold, sweet but liquid left the slightest bitter after taste on her tongue.

"Is the tea to your liking, Mistress Alura?" Katie asked.

"It is perfect, Aunt Katie. Thank you," Alura replied as she ran her hand up Katie's leg and under the short skirt of her revealing French Maid’s uniform and gave the redhead’s ass a squeeze.

"You're welcome, Mistress Alura." From the corner of her eye, Alura caught sight of one of the guards approaching.

"Excuse me, Mistress Alura, the preparations you have requested have been made," she said as she came to a stop and stood on the opposite side of the lounger from Katie. Alura smiled, finished her tea, and handed the empty glass to Katie.

"I trust Taylor has been informed of what I expect?"

"Yes, Mistress Alura."

"Very good. Have Miss Swift brought to the room in ten minutes."

"As you wish, Mistress Alura," the guard said with a nod. Alura stood and left the pool. She began walking to the well-kept Spanish tile path that led to The Play Building.

"I wish I was dressed as a dominatrix," she said as she pictured what she wanted in her mind. In an instant, her bikini was gone. It had been replaced by a tight-fitting red leather corset, black lace thong panties, and thigh-high red leather boots with a square heel. Her long blonde hair was pulled into a tight bun, her blue eyes surrounded by dark eye shadow, and her lips were covered in a deep, dark red lipstick.

After entering the Play Building, she entered a room that left her standing outside of a nearly identical mansion to the one she lived in, only at night. She entered through the front door and made her way to the dungeon. As soon as she entered, she looked to her left and smiled. In a large cage stood both Candice Patton and Storm. The two wore nothing but black leather collars, steel chastity belts, and black open-toed shoes with six-inch stiletto heels. They were holding each other close and passionately kissing, just as they had been ordered.

The guard that had spoken to Alura by the pool led a leashed Taylor into and through The Play Building, eventually stopping at the door that would lead into the room where Alura waited. Taylor was dressed in a black loose-fitting long sleeved shirt, black jeans, and black sneakers. “Behave yourself,” the guard said as she undid the clip of Taylor’s leash. Taylor gave a polite nod as she focused on the part she needed to play.

“Whoa,” Taylor said to herself, barely above a whisper as she stepped into the room and was greeted by the sight of the mansion lit up against the calm night sky with the soft tropic breeze carrying the salty smell of the ocean air. She began to walk up the pathway to the mansion that is lit by small path lights.

In the dungeon, Alura watched a large TV that showed Taylor moving up the path and stopping at the front door. She jiggled the ornate door handle finding it locked, just as she knew she would before she slowly began walking along the side of the house, constantly glancing around as if she was looking for a previously unseen witness.

“There you are, my way into a big payday,” Taylor said to herself as she saw an open window. Her smile broadened as she neared the window and carefully lifted one of her long legs and carefully stepped through the window, She bent low and moved her body through the window and finally brought her other leg in.As soon as her other foot was on the floor, the floor came out from under her and she dropped down onto a slide with a surprised scream. She had been told she would be captured upon entering the house, but not how.

The sound of Taylor coming down the slide filled the air of the dungeon shortly before she came through an opening high up on the wall and landed on a large pile of soft cushions. “Well, well, well,” Alura said as she stepped from a secluded corner of the dungeon, the heels of her boots thudding gently on the floor. “You thieves are nothing if not predictable. Find a pretty one, promise her a big take to break in and steal some things from an unsuspecting rich widow and poof. Here you are in my clutches,” she said as she confidently strode across the dungeon to where Taylor was just getting to her feet.

“You-you hired me?” she asked, playing her part of Alura’s fantasy.

“I did, just like them, and just like them,” Alura said as she pointed to Candice and Storm who were still kissing passionately in their cage, “you won’t be leaving here, ever.”

“Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! I-I still have your money. You can have it back. I-I can pay you. I won’t tell a soul,” Taylor said as she began to glance around as if looking for an escape route.

“Strip, and get on your knees, bitch,” Alura ordered with a smirk.

“Wha-what?” Taylor asked before Alura slapped her across the face.

“I said strip, and get on your fucking knees!” Taylor bit her lip to keep from smirking as she quickly, yet seductively removed all of her clothes and knelt in front of the younger blonde. “Now I’m going to show you the price of breaking into my home,” Alura said as she placed the fingers of her right hand under Taylor’s chin and **** Taylor to look up at her.

“Uh you hired me so…” Taylor was cut off mid-sentence by another slap across the face.

“I see I’m going to have to do something about that mouth of yours,” Alura said as she grabbed Taylor’s hair and led her across the dungeon, Taylor obediently remaining on her hands and knees. When they came to a stop, they were in front of a row of small hooks on a section of one of the dungeon walls.Hanging off each of these hooks by their buckles, was a selection of ball gags. Alura selected one consisting of a large pink rubber ball on a black leather strap.

“Hey! What do you think you’re doing!? No!” Taylor shouted as she playfully moved her head to avoid the gag. Alura couldn’t help but smile at Taylor’s deication to playing her role as she grabbed her hair and gave a hard yank. When the singer opened her mouth to protest, Alura inserted the ball and buckled it in place.

“Oh don’t you look adorable?” Alura laughed as she tapped Taylor’s nose. Taylor narrowed her eyes and gave a few muffled grunts in mock protest. Alura then took hold of her hair once more and led her over to a small selection of collars and picked out one that matched the ball lodged in Taylor’s mouth. “There, now you’re mine, bitch,” she said with an evil sounding laugh.

Taylor reached up, grabbed the collar and gave it a gentle tug as she whimpered into her gag. “God, this has got me so fucking wet,” she thought as she waited for Alura to make her next move.

Alura again, grabbed Taylor’s hair and led her to a wooden frame with leather cuffs built-in to it that would leave her spread-eagled once her wrists and ankles were in place. As the younger woman secured her to the frame, Taylor smiled behind her gag.

"I'll teach you to try and break into my home," Alura whispered into Taylor’s ear after pulling her head back. She slowly **** the tip of her tongue over Taylor’s ear. The feeling of Alura's soft warm tongue, and the heat of her breath sent shivers od desire down Taylor’s spine, making her drip with need.

Alura gave Taylor’s ass a single swat with her hand, making the bound starlet yelp in surprise before walking away to get what she wanted to start with. A blindfold made of black silk, a pair of weighted nipple clamps, and a Hitachi wand. When she returned to Taylor she slipped the blindfold over her eyes and tied it tightly into place. Then, she closed the clamps around her already hardened nipples and adjusted the small dials, making the rubber-coated teeth bite more deeply into the sensitive nubs. Finally she knelt in front of Taylor and turned the Hitachi on at full power.

"My, my, aren't you an eager little slut?" Alura asked when goosebumps broke out all over Taylor’s body as soon as she heard the loud buzzing of the powerful vibrator fill the air. She began to slowly drag the vibrator up the inside of Taylor’s right leg. Fraction of an inch by fraction of an inch, Alura moved the vibrator up Taylor’s long toned leg, her gasps and muffled whimpers were music to Alura's ears.

After what seemed like an eternity to the bound and gagged superstar, the powerful vibrator was at her inner thigh. So teasingly close, but so desperately far from her aching pussy. She tried to lower herself by bending her knees, but Alura had the vibrator perfectly placed where even with what little freedom of movement Taylor had, it was just shy of being enough to get the contact she craved. "Ishess, ease!" Taylor whined into her gag when the vibrations on her inner thigh was gone, although she could still here the buzzing.

"You haven't earned it yet slut," Alura said, forcing the slightest hint of cruelty into her tone as she began the process again, this time moving the vibrator up Taylor’s left leg at a snail's pace.

Again and again and again, Alura repeated the process. Each time she switched legs and kept doing it until the heavy earthy scent of Taylor’s **** need hung in the air of the dungeon like a dense fog. The singer herself, hung as limp as the cuffs and frame allowed, her beautiful body, glistening with sweat. She whimpered weakly as Alura once again pulled the vibrator away. This time however, she stood and removed the blindfold and the ball gag.

"Beg," she said as she looked right into Taylor’s blue eyes, and held the powerful vibrator so close to her throbbing clit she could all but feel it.

"Please, Mistress let me cum! I'll never break into a home again, I-I'll stay here and do whatever you want! Please, Mistress I need it so bad! Please!" Taylor begged as she tried to move her hips to meet the vibrator.

"Okay," Alura said with a smile before she allowed the vibrator to make contact with Taylor’s clit.

"FFFFUUUCK!" Taylor cried out as she threw her head back. Her entire body began to spasm and the banshee-like scream of pleasure that erupted from her lips sounded as if it were coming from underwater. Alura's laughter filled the air along with Taylor’s scream of bliss as the singer's juices erupted like a geyser and pooled on the floor between her legs before the last of it began to slowly run down her inner thighs.

Alura smiled to herself as she undid the nipple clamps. She wasn't even sure whether Taylor was aware of the grunt she made when they were removed from her aching nipples. She gave the starlet a few minutes to recover as she took her time selecting a flogger. She eventually settled on one of her favorites. A flogger made of dark red leather with a polished mahogany handle.

As she returned to Taylor, she held the whip near the base of the supple leather tendrils and placed the handle under Taylor’s chin, lifting it so she could look into Taylor’s eyes. She smiled seeing no glassyness in them. "Did you enjoy that orgasm, slut?"

"Yes, Mistress. Thank you for letting me cum."

"Such a polite slut too," Alura said with a smile. "But, you made a mess on my floor, so you are going to get down there, stick that cute ass of yours in the air, and use your tongue to clean up every last drop."

Taylor’s body flushed with humiliation, and she felt her pussy dampen at the thought. "Yes, Mistress, as you wish," Taylor replied, her breathing still slightly labored.

Alura undid the cuffs freeing Taylor from her bondage. "Clean up your mess," she barked as she snapped her fingers and pointed to the puddle of Taylor’s juices.

"Yes, Mistress," Taylor said before she dropped down to her knees, lowered her head to the floor, and began lapping up her cum.

"That's it, slut," Alura said as she held the flogger up in her right hand, and pulled the supple leather tendrils taught with her left hand. "Every. Last. Drop," she added, puncuating each word with a lash from the flogger, making Taylor squeal slightly each time. She began to roll her wrist in a figure eight, skillfully making the flogger dance over Taylor’s ass as she continued to lap up her cum. When she was sure it was clean, she began dragging her tongue over the floor in long licks as she enjoyed the relatively light lashes Alura was giving her, along with the warmth that was spreading in her up turned ass.

Taylor continued to lick the floor, pausing ond holding her breath for only a moment when Alura stopped flogging her. "What's next?" Taylor thought, her heart racing with anticipation as she resumed licking the floor. From where she was, the thudding of Alura’s boots on the floor sounded like crashes of thunder as she circled her. She eventually stopping with her feet on either side of Taylor’s head.

"Eyes up, slut," Alura said in a commanding tone. Taylor didn't stop licking the floor, but rolled her eyes back to look up at the younger blonde woman. Alura slowly lowered her panties, letting them fall to her ankles before kicking them aside. "Get to work slut, and take your time. I want to enjoy it," she said pointed to her pussy.

"Yes, Mistress," Taylor purred as she lifted herself up. As she neared Alura's neatly trimmed pussy, she inhaled her aroma deeply making her mouth water, and her pussy to grow even wetter with desire. She moved her tongue slowly along Alura's labia before circling her clit and going back down the other labia.

"Mmmm, good girl," Alura moaned as she ran her fingers through Taylor’s hair with one hand and used the flogger to lightly whip Taylor’s back with the other. Taylor continued her almost teasing pace for several minutes enjoying the taste of her mistress on her tongue and the sounds of her moans and mewls of pleasure. Finally, sensing Alura's need, Taylor plunged her tongue deep into her and swirled it around as she pressed her nose against her clit and shook her head. "Good girl! Good girl! Good girl! Oh fuck!" Alura cried out as she pulled Taylor’s face further in. As her pleasure subsided she released Taylor and stepped back. The beautiful singer looked up at her, licking her lips as if savoring the last lingering taste of her favorite treat.

"Mistress, you taste divine."

"You've earned a treat slut," Alura said as she again grabbed Taylor’s hair. This time she led her to a large table that was slid open, as if a leaf was about to be put in place, except for Taylor could see that when pushed together, a whole would be left in the table. "Up on your knees, kneck here," Alura said as she pat the table, then traced the curve of one side of the whole with her finger.

"Yes, Mistress," Taylor replied as she got into position. When she was, Alura pushed the other side of the table into place and looked it, leaving Taylor’s head trapped beneath. She then slid a large pink strap-on on a black leather harness over her hips and tightened it into the proper place.

"This, slut, is what good little slaves earn when they behave," Alura said as she gave Taylor a playful swat on her ass with one hand and guided the strap-on into her waiting pussy with the other. She slowly sank into the megastar until their hips met, Taylor letting out a long low moan of pleasure as the large dildo filled her. "Cum as much as you like, slut," Alura said as she took hold of Taylor’s hips and began thrusting her hips hard, the air of the dungeon filling with the sounds of slapping flesh, and their shared moans of pleasure.

What will happen next? Answer in comments.

A) The next weekend at the hotel

B) Jessica goes to the stables to check Ariana's progress

C) Emily uses Brandi in The Play Building. What room?

D) Eden takes Natalie Dormer to The Play Building for a Game of Thrones fantasy.

E) Something else. What?