Mia begins to repay her mistress' debt

The next morning, Jenna woke feeling the warmth of Mia’s body next to hers. She opened her eyes and smiled at the disheveled blonde tresses before her, knowing that her light brown hair was likely just as messy. She slid her hand down Between the enslaved teacher’s legs and began to gently rub her pussy until Mia stirred. “Good morning my little teacher slut,” Jenna purred in Mia’s ear.

“Good morning, Mistress,” Mia said as she stretched and slowly sat up.

“Go get breakfast started, and I’ll go wake the others,” Jenna said as she gently dragged her nails down Mia’s back, making the blonde moan slightly.

“What would you like for breakfast, Mistress?”

“Waffles, eggs, and bacon."

“Coming right up, Mistress,” Mia said as she got out of the eighteen-year-old dominatrix’s bed and slipped her childish dress over her head before putting on the pink stiletto-heeled shoes and leaving the room.

“Mia, you may dress in your regular clothes today. They’re on my dresser.” Mia paused and looked almost confused as she looked back and forth between the clothes in her arms and the clothing she had worn the day before.

“As you wish, Mistress,” she said as she took the childish dress into the bathroom and left it in the hamper before going back into Jenna’s room and getting dressed in her short skirt and shirt.

“She’s become such an obedient little slut,” Jenna thought proudly as she got out of bed herself. She quickly dressed in a pair of light blue panties, a matching bra, short tight-fitting denim jeans, and a pink tee-shirt before making her way over to the guest room. She entered the room without hesitating or knocking.

In the dim morning light, just peeking its way through the window of the guest room, Jenna could just make out Jenna sleeping in the bed. The covers had slid down her body, and one of her breasts was bare and exposed in the faint light. The soft, warm covers loosely covered the other. As she slowly approached the sleeping redhead, Jenna couldn’t help but smile. “I wish I had known how this was going to go when she and I first started sending messages to each other. Here she is, a gorgeous redhead naked in my home willing to do whatever I say, and her dip shit of a husband is somewhere else with a set of blue balls,” she thought, fighting back a laugh as she neared the bed. “Lauren, Lauren, it’s time to get up,” she said as she gently shook her most eager and willing ****.

Lauren stirred and stretched as she slowly opened her eyes. “Good morning, Mistress,” she said sleepily before she got out of bed and lowered herself to her knees.

“Good morning. You may get dressed and go down to the kitchen. Mia is working on breakfast.”

“Yes, Mistress, what should I wear?”

“I think I’d like to see you in that slutty little business suite I got you.”

“Yes, Mistress,” she said before getting up and going into the closet she shared with Jenna’s other slaves to get her assigned clothing.

Jenna then went up to the dungeon to get Diane and Melissa as well as the twins, Bethany and Elissa. The mother/daughter pair, as well as the twins, had been placed in cages and left in the dungeon overnight. Both pairs of women slept naked close to one another, the heated bottoms of the two cages keeping them comfortable through the night. “Time to get up, all of you,” Jenna said as she marched into the dungeon. Jenna opened the two cages, and the four women crawled out. “Go down to the guest room, and pick out something to wear for the day.”

“Yes, Mistress,” the four said together before slowly standing and leaving the room. Jenna smiled as she walked out behind them, shutting off the lights in the dungeon on her way out.

“Now to get Lexi,” she thought before she began to head towards the back room where Lexi lay on one of the vacuum beds, undergoing more of Jenna’s **** conditioning. She arrived in the backroom only a couple of minutes later. She made sure the heavy blackout shades were closed and the lights had been dimmed to their minimum before she slowly and carefully peeled away the latex sheet that her rival-turned-**** lay under. She folded it up and set it aside before shutting off the control box that was still periodically shocking Lexi. Next, she undid the restraints keeping her classmate bound to the bed, then finally slowly removed the blind fold over her eyes.

“Mistress, is it okay to open my eyes?” she asked, keeping her voice low, as if she was fearful of having to ask her Mistress a question, and Jenna could do nothing to stop a soft chuckle.

When Lexi heard the sound of Jenna’s chuckle, which was now almost musical to her, she let out a sigh of content and her body relaxed. Jenna gently stroked her hair, causing Lexi to tilt her head into the dominant teen’s touch.

“The lights are down low, but slowly, Lexi,” Jenna said, keeping her tone soft and soothing. Lexi let out a slight whimper as she opened her eyes and the dim light began to sting. She turned her head and squeezed her eyes shut before slowly opening them again. It took several long minutes, but finally her eyes readjusted to the dim light and she turned her head to look at Jenna.

A look of surprise came to Jenna’s face when she saw Lexi’s lip quiver, and she let out a quiet whine.

“Mistress, I’m sorry. I’m so sorry for being bad. I… I only want to serve you.”

“And you will,” Jenna said before bending down and kissing Lexi’s forehead. “Come on, up, it’s time for breakfast,” she added as she helped Lexi sit up.

“Just in time, Mistress,” Mia said, placing a plateful of eggs, bacon, and waffles with a large pad of butter and a heavy helping of maple syrup at the head of the table as Jenna and Lexi walked into the kitchen. “Breakfast is ready.”

“Thank you, Mia.” Jenna sat at the table and looked at her slaves. “Everyone dig in,” she added before cutting into one of her eggs, finding it perfectly runny, just the way she liked them. As they ate, Jenna kept a watchful eye on her slaves with a triumphant smirk. She had collected everyone she wanted, with no issues, and on top of it, Lexi gave no mind to being the only one who was stark naked.

After eating and having Lexi handle the cleanup, Jenna gathered her slaves in the living room. She sat on the couch as they knelt around her. She smiled at them all as she gently stroked Bethany and Elissa’s hair. “Mistress,” Melissa said quietly, “do you have a plan for the day?”

“I do, but first,” she said before turning her gaze to Lexi. “You may go get dressed, schoolgirl uniform.”

“Yes, Mistress,” Lexi said as she quickly rose to her feet and made her way to the stairs, her bare feet padding softly against the hardwood floor.

“Now, Mia,” Jenna said, turning her attention to the enslaved teacher. “You will be repaying the debt I owe for being able to make you my ****. I expect you to be on your best behavior.”

“‘Debt,’ Mistress, what debt?”

"Someone gave the the video of sucking that rando’s cock. In exchange, I agreed to let her make use of you from time to time when you’re ready, and you are.”

“So, that’s how she got the video. I wonder who gave it to her, not that it matters,” she thought as the mystery of how the incriminating video of her had gotten into Jenna’s hands. Before Mia could ask any questions and try to find out any further information, there was a knock on the door.

“She’s here, come,” Jenna said with a smile as she reached out and took Mia’s hand. The two stood, and Mia eagerly followed her Mistress to the door, partly out of learned obedience, and partly out of wanting to know who it was that was responsible for her enslavement to the teen dominatrix. Her eyes went wide with shock as Jenna opened the door. “Natalie, it’s so good to see you, like always,” she said as she hugged her cousin.

“Jenna,” Natalie said as they broke the hug, but she kept a loose grip on Jenna’s shoulders. “Being a Mistress looks good on you.”

“Nat-Natalie? Wha-what?!” Mia finally spoke in shock. “How?” she asked as she looked back and forth between the two women. She gasped when the resemblance between the two. Natalie’s hair was perhaps a slightly darker shade of light brown, but they looked almost identical, as if they were sisters. “Your older sister, Mistress?”

“Cousin, actually,” Natalie answered. “Now, come,” she said, sticking out her hand and playfully grasping at the air. “You’re mine until tomorrow, and you will address me as Lady Natalie.”

Suddenly unsure, Mia looked to Jenna, her Mistress, for guidance. “Go on, make me proud,” Jenna said gently, encouraging the enslaved teacher. Mia gave a nod before slowly reaching over and taking Natalie’s hand.

“We’re going to have such fun,” Natalie said as she led Mia out to her red Mustang. When they got in, Natalie looked over at Jenna and smiled. “It isn’t a long drive to my place. Why don’t you masturbate on the way? No cumming.”

“As you wish, Lady Natalie,” Mia replied over the sound of the car’s engine coming to life. She fastened her eat belt before lifting her ass off of the seat, lifted her skirt, and began to gently rub her clean-shaven pussy.

“Good girl,” Natalie said with an amused smile as she backed up, turned the wheel to the right before easing to a stop, put the car in gear, and drove down the long driveway back to the highway. Mia kept her eyes on the road ahead as Natalie followed the looping highway around the lake. She was slightly surprised that she had not taken the right to head back towards town, and instead had gone left.

After following the highway for a few winding miles, she turned right onto another highway that led back into a heavily wooded area. After another mile, she turned left onto a narrow gravel path that led almost straight back for several minutes. As she continued to slowly play with her pussy, she looked back over her shoulder, the highway was long gone from sight. Finally, Natalie eased the mustang around a gentle curve in the road into a large clearing where the path widened out, and they were greeted by a beautiful flagstone home.

The home stood two stories tall. The very front featured two large windows that went from near the foundation to just a few inches below be roof. Between the two tall windows was a set of large, stylized wooden doors that came to a point at the top. On the left end of the house, a large turret with several windows that would let in plenty of light and a pointed cone-shaped roof that stood high above the rest of the home. On the right end of the house, where they were headed, was an attached garage with an extended deck above it. She could just make out what she had no doubt was a sliding glass door that led back into the house.

“Just who is this family?” she wondered as Natalie parked her car in the garage.

“Fix your skirt and come on,” Natalie said as she shut the car off and got out. Wordlessly, Mia did as she was told, and when she got out of the car, was met by Natalie, who quickly looped her index finger through the D-ring of her collar. “Let me show you around,” she said, giving a gentle tug on Mia’s collar.

Mia, her heart pounding with anticipation and apprehension in equal measure, followed closely behind Natalie as they entered through the side door of the beautiful flagstone home. The interior of the house was just as breathtaking as the exterior, with a blend of modern fixtures and rustic design elements that lent it a warm and inviting ambiance that partially put her at ease.

"This is the mudroom," Natalie said over her shoulder as she led Mia along a wide hallway, their footsteps echoing off the hardwood floors. They passed through an expansive living room, complete with a fireplace made of polished stone, and the floor-to-ceiling windows that she had seen offered a stunning view of the surrounding forest. On the way, Mia couldn't help but steal glances at the numerous pieces of erotic art adorning the walls, each one more provocative than the last.

Natalie finally stopped in front of a closed door at the end of the hallway. "This will be your room for tonight, or whenever you visit. Unless, of course, I have you share my bed," she said, her voice husky with anticipation.

The room was large with an antique lamp on a nightstand that, when illuminated, would bathe the room in soft, warm light, casting sensual shadows on the four corners of the four-poster bed. The sheets were turned down invitingly, and atop them lay an assortment of silk restraints in varying shades of reds and purples. On a nearby mahogany dresser sat a large black box with a silver bow tied in a seductive bow.

Mia couldn't tear her eyes away from the enticing scene before her. "Go on," Natalie purred in her ear. "Undress and get comfortable." Her voice dripped with authority and just a hint of something else that sent shivers down Mia's spine.

Taking one last deep breath to steady herself, Mia began to undress as she had been ordered. As she removed each article of clothing, she neatly folded it and placed it on the bed. When she was done, Mia stood in nothing but her heels and collar.

“D-does this please you, Lady Natalie?” she asked nervously as Natalie paced in front of her, with a lustful look in her eyes.

“You always had such a sexy body,” Natalie said as she caressed the blonde teacher’s breasts. “Turn around.” Mia quickly turned around. “Now bend over.” Mia let out a nervous breath as she bent over at a ninety-degree angle. She willed herself not to flinch when she felt Natalie’s hands glide over the rounded flesh of her ass cheeks. “Too bad you have up stripping for teaching. With a set of tits like yours, and this ass,” she said giving a Mia a playful swat with her hand, “you could have made a fucking fortune. Straighten up, turn back around.”

Mia again did as she was told and watched as Natalie walked over to the dresser and picked up the black box with the silver bow. “I guess I’m about to find out what’s inside of that thing,” Mia thought as she watched Natalie carry the box across the short distance from the dresser to where she stood with great care, as if she were carrying some priceless relic. When Natalie stopped in front of her, the smile on her face made Mia swallow nervously.

“Open.”

Mia's heart thudded hard in her chest as she hesitantly reached out and removed the bow, her hands shaking ever so slightly. Slowly, she opened the lid of the mysterious box and gasped aloud at the contents within. Nestled on a bed of black satin lay an exquisite harness, made from the softest leather she had ever felt. The straps crisscrossed in an intricate pattern, designed to accentuate every curve of its wearer’s body. The front of the harness was adorned with three tassels - one hanging from each hip and one slightly longer than the others just above where Mia's pussy would be. Attached to the tassels were small silver bells that jingled sweetly as Mia picked it up to examine it more closely. Mia carefully stepped into the harness from the rear and lifted it over her body until she could slide her arms through, the bells tinkling softly with each movement.

"Turn around," Natalie purred in her ear, sending shivers down Mia's spine once again. Mia obediently turned around and felt Natalie's warm, deft fingers fastening the harness securely in place, leaving the tassels dangling in a tantalizing manner over Mia's most sensitive areas.

Mia bit her lower lip, trying not to moan aloud as Natalie continued to tease her tender folds through leather straps that framed and seemed to draw particular attention to her shaven mound, especially with the tassel and silver bell hanging there tantalizingly. She could feel the wetness between her legs growing by the second.

"Now," Natalie said, as she took a black leather leash made of the same high-quality leather and covered in delicate-looking silver inlays as the harness from the box and clipped it to Mia’s collar, “come with me.”

Natalie gave a gentle tug on the leash, and Mia began to obediently follow. With each step she took, the soft tinkling of the bells filled the air along with the clicking of her heels. She followed the brunette back down the hall towards the living room. Once they were about halfway down the long hall, Natalie stopped, turned to her left, and opened the door there before leading Mia into a study.

The study was large and beautiful, like the rest of the home. Overhead was a large crystal and chrome chandelier that would have lit the room beautifully if it were on. Instead, the large picture window let in plenty of natural light, illuminating the rich, darkly colored hardwood floor and the dark red walls. Straight ahead of them were two black leather armchairs facing a massive mahogany L-shaped desk. On the short side of the desk sat a state-of-the-art computer with a comfortable-looking office chair facing it.

“Over here,” Natalie said softly as she led Mia over to the right wall, which consisted solely of a large bookshelf that was neatly packed full of books. Every four feet, vertical wooden supports divided sections of the massive bookshelf. Mia watched as Natalie stood in front of the third section of shelving from the wall opposite the door. She reached under the decorative lip of the third shelf from the bottom and pressed a hidden switch. When she did, the fourth section of shelving slid back, then to the right, revealing a hidden staircase. As soon as the sound of the sliding shelving stopped, warm orange/yellow lighting lit up the polished stone steps. Natalie looked back over her shoulder. “Carefully now.”

“Where the hell do they get their money, or maybe I don’t want to know,” Mia thought as she followed Natalie down the stairs, taking slow, deliberate steps.

When they reached the bottom, Natalie opened a wooden door with intricate carvings in the front of it and passed through the door. As she followed Natalie through the room was suddenly lit from overhead by light similar to that lighting the stairs, revealing a BDSM dungeon just as well equipped, if not more so, than Jenna's. The floor and walls were covered in a flagstone-patterned laminate, and the orange/yellow lighting provided by modern LED light panels built into the high ceiling gave the room a warm and welcoming appearance despite its purpose. Along the walls, modern LED fixtures made to look like antique lanterns lit up, with flicker flame lighting, the faux flames adding to the ambiance of the chamber. Mia looked around, seeing a spanking bench, bondage horse, a Saint Andrew’s Cross, two bondage tables, one set on all four of its legs, the other propped up at a forty-five-degree angle, a set of stocks, among other pieces of bondage furniture. All of the wood of the furniture was a rich dark brown and seemed to almost glow in the warm lighting of the dungeon, the black leather carried a faint shine, and the slightest hint of oil hung in the air. Mia’s eyes returned to the bondage table that sat on all four legs. On top of it was a second box identical to the one that had contained the harness she wore.

“What do you think of my little sanctuary, Mia?” Natalie asked as she turned to face her and ran her hand down her body. Before Mia could answer, Natalie gently swung the tassel above her pussy between her index and middle fingers, making the small silver bell tinkle softly.

“It’s…. beautiful, Lady Natalie,” she answered genuinely in awe of the room and unable to think of another way to describe it.

“I know, right?” Natalie said with a smile before leading Mia over to where the second box sat. She let go of the leash, letting it dangle between Mia’s breasts, the looped handle of the leash dangled just above the tassel over Mia’s pussy. “Time to open up my other gift for you,” Natalie said in a tone that was somehow sweet and almost kind, but dripped with sensual authority. She carefully picked up the box and held it out to Mia. The flickering light of one of the nearby LED lanterns danced across the delicate silver bow tied over the black box.

Mia’s heart thundered in her chest, half in fear, and half in excitement at the thought of what might be in the second box. She reached out and took it from Natalie. She balanced it carefully in her left hand as she slowly undid the silver silk ribbon, and carefully set it on the bondage table as if it were as rare and delicate as a fabergé egg. Turning her attention back to the box, she slowly opened the box and looked inside. On the cushion of black velvet within the box rested a leather mask that would conceal its wearer’s face entirely, its otherwise featureless face featured silver inlays woven into highly detailed and intricate patterns. The eye holes were small and would not allow for much of a field of view. Two small holes would allow the wearer to breathe through their nose, particularly when the zipper that ran across the mask, where the wearer’s mouth would be, was zipped shut. Currently, the zipper was open, and at the edge of the opening where the tongue of the zipper would be once it was shut was a leather loop that it would fit through. As she studied the zipper more closely, she noticed that the tongue of the zipper had a hole through it. It was then that Mia noticed what else was in the box. A small silver padlock and its key, which was also small and silver in color. Instinctively, she knew that the small padlock was designed to keep the zipper in place once the mouth had been zipped shut. She carefully lifted the mask out to inspect it further. She found another small hole on either side of the mask to allow the wearer to hear, and black laces on the back to secure the mask in place.

Natalie carefully took the mask from Mia and moved the box and ribbon from the bondage table. “Turn around and kneel.” Mia swallowed nervously.

“Yes, Lady Natalie,” she said before she turned around and sank to her knees. The laminate floor felt both cool and slightly rough against her knees. She let out a breath she hadn’t realized she had been holding as Natalie teased her hair away from her face. Then her world went completely black as Natalie slipped the mask over her head and the wonderfully heady scent of leather enveloped her. When the eye holes slid into place, they proved just big enough for her to see through, and allowed her to see only what was directly in front of her. She heard a faint rustling sound as Natalie pulled the laces tight, causing the soft inner lining of the mask to hug her face like a second skin, before she felt Natalie push on the back of her head. She didn’t dare move as Natalie tied the mask tightly in place. The next thing she felt was the area of the mask near her mouth being pulled away slightly, then she heard the zipper as she felt the bottom of the mask press against her chin as the teeth of the zipper closed. There was slight pressure on her face from outside the mask as she could see Natalie, now standing in front of her, fumble slightly. She knew the other woman was feeding the tongue of the zipper through the small leather loop at the corner of her mouth. She took a deep breath through her nose and let it out, trying to keep herself calm, as she shut her eyes tightly. To her, the soft click of the tiny padlock snapping closed through the hole in the tongue of the zipper sounded like a gunshot.

“There,” Natalie said softly into one of the narrow ear holes of the mask as she gently caressed and squeezed Mia’s breasts, “we’re nearly ready. Stay right here,” she added before she gently pressed her lips against the mask not far beneath the left eye hole.

Mia heard Natalie walk away, then for several minutes she heard nothing as she kept her head perfectly still. The air in the dungeon felt like a cool kiss on her skin, soothing and intimidating all at once. She had no idea how long she had knelt there until she heard the gentle thud of footsteps. Natalie stepped back into her field of view. Her tee shirt, flared denim jeans, brown ankle-high boots, and brown leather belt had been replaced by a black leather bikini and matching thigh-high boots with platform heels. Her lips were covered in lipstick that was a beautiful dark red, smokey eye shadow surrounded her light brown eyes, and her long brown hair had been styled into a tight bun. She took hold of Mia’s leash and gave a gentle upward tug, the silent command to stand. As Mia rose to her feet, every movement caused the three tassels to swing and the silver bells at their tips to tinkle.

“On your back,” Natalie said as she pat the top of the bondage table that sat on all four legs. Her tone was soft, yet commanding, allowing for no argument.

“Yes, Lady Natalie,” Mia replied, her voice almost muffled to the point of being inaudible due to the closed zipper of the mask. She sat on the edge of the table, then swung her legs onto the soft leather and lay back, placing her wrists and ankles near the built-in leather cuffs. She allowed Natalie to close the cuffs around each of her limbs, just tight enough to hold the respective wrist or ankle snugly without being too tight.

Once Mia was secured to the table, Natalie began to gently drag her fingertips over her stomach. Mia could do nothing but enjoy the way the warm digits danced across her toned stomach, or the faint tickling sensation of the other woman’s fingernails as they scraped her skin so lightly that it felt like they were barely touching her. Her breathing began to get slightly ragged, and she moved her hips to match the movements of the other woman’s touch. Natalie’s melodic chuckle next to her ear made her break out in goosebumps as a shiver of desire trailed down her spine. She let out a quiet whimper as the sensation suddenly stopped, and Natalie was once again gone.

“Don’t worry, Mia,” she heard the other woman say softly in her ear a few seconds later. “I promised your mistress I’d have you back to her at noon tomorrow. That gives us just over twenty-four hours. Are you ready to pack as much fun in as we can?” Mia quickly nodded her head, now knowing how muffled any verbal response she gave would be. “Good girl, now look what I have for you.” Mia turned her head in the direction of Natalie’s seductive voice. In her left hand, she held a large, powerful vibrator, a thin cord sticking out of the bottom of it led to a nearby outlet. In her right hand, she held a tiny flogger, its leather tendrils short and slim, designed to tease, rather than to inflict pain.

With a predatory smile, Natalie pressed the round head of the vibrator against Mia’s slick folds and turned it on low before slowly dragging it along and around her pussy. As she did, she brought the tiny flogger into play as the small supple tendrils crashed into Mia’s right breast. Mia moaned behind the mask as she began to gently buck her hips following the movements of the vibrator, the sound of her tinkling bells mixing with the dull hum of the vibrator.

Mia’s body arched as Natalie increased the vibrator’s speed to a higher setting, sending more intense vibrations through her entire body. Natalie continued to alternately torment and pleasure her, teasing her dampness with the vibrator and the handle of the flogger one moment, then letting its soft leather strands glide gently over her skin. Mia’s moans grew louder, muffled by the mask covering her face.

Natalie paused for a moment, stepping back to admire the figure before her: bound, aroused, and **** for more. “I love that you are so responsive,” she purred, running a finger lightly down Mia’s stomach. She returned her attention to the vibrator, this time angling it upward to tease Mia’s swollen relentlessly.

Mia cried out in muffled ecstasy as the sensations overwhelmed her. Her hips bucked wildly, her body straining to get closer to the source of such intense pleasure. The tassels on her harness swayed and swung in time with her movements, their tinkling cacophony adding another layer to the erotic symphony.

“You’re so close, aren’t you?” Natalie taunted, her voice dripping with triumphant lust as she continued to manipulate the vibrator. “Go ahead, let go.”

With a final, strangled scream that reverberated within the confines of the mask, Mia’s orgasm was intense, her body convulsing violently beneath Natalie’s skilled touch. Wave after wave of pleasure crashed over her until at last she collapsed back onto the table, breathless and spent.

Natalie switched off the vibrator and set it aside before returning to unbuckle Mia’s wrist and ankle cuffs. “There,” she said soothingly as she helped Mia into a sitting position. “That wasn’t so bad, was it?”

Mia panted heavily, struggling to catch her breath as Natalie gently brushed a stray strand of hair from her moistened forehead. Slowly, she shook her head no; there were no words yet forming in her mind, not that they would be heard through her mask anyway. Natalie helped Mia off the table and made sure Mia’s still trembling legs could support her before letting her stand completely under her own power. When Mia stood steadily on her own, Natalie took hold of the leash and led her over to where a small, narrow stool sat.

“On your knees,” she said as she jerked downward on the leash. Mia lowered herself to her knees and wondered what would be next as she watched Natalie remove her leather bikini bottoms. She then pulled on a string tied around her neck, lifting the small silver key to the padlock from between her breasts. She then lifted one foot onto the stool, gripped Mia’s head in her free hand and guided her near her pussy. “Like what you smell?” Mia inhaled deeply through her nose, taking in the sweet, earthy aroma of Natalie’s desire. She began to rapidly nod her head. “Would you like a taste while I think of what fun we’ll have next?” Again, Mia nodded. Natalie smiled as she inserted the key into the lock and unlocked the padlock. She removed it from the zipper before setting it near her foot on the stool, and undoing the zipper. “Beg for it.”

“Lady Natalie, may I please eat your pussy while you think of what we’ll do next? Please Lady Natalie, your pussy smells so good. Please, Lady Natalie, please?”

“You beg like a needy slut,” Natalie said with a laugh. “Eat me, Mia,” she added as she shoved Mia’s face into her puss. Almost immediately, she felt Mia’s warm, wet tongue dance along her folds as she began to eagerly eat her out.

“Thank you, Lady Natalie, thank you,” Mia said before she began to probe Natalie’s pussy with her eager tongue.

What will Natalie decide? Answer in comments.

A) The spanking bench

B) The stocks

C) The Saint Andrew's Cross

D) The other bondage table

E) The bondage horse

F) Something else. What?