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Chapter 14 by LanceGrapher LanceGrapher

What do you really need?

"I want to feel powerful"

"I want to feel powerful", you say. Was that right? You're not sure - it slipped off your tongue, but is that what you really want? Really need?

Ashley blinks. "Yeah, I guess you're right. I mean, you know your needs better than me, right?" She stares off into space for a second, before turning back to you. "I've got it! You and Hannah can just go at it for a little while." Seeing your confusion, she clarifies, "See, Hannah's a hardcore submissive. A huge part of that is making your dom feel powerful, and she's got plenty of experience with that."

You glance at Hannah, who's currently smiling at you blankly. She hasn't said a word. Is she really comfortable with this?

She continues not to speak. Well, it's not weirder than yesterday, right? You've already had your dick inside your body once, why not do that again?

Still, Hannah? Instead of Ashley? You ask your crush... girlfriend... whatever... why she's suggesting Hannah instead.

"Welllllll", she replies, sounding awfully pleased you asked, "I don't have a ton of experience with guys or with being a sub. Besides, I don't think you could really hurt me. Right?" She presses her nude body against you, and whispers in your ear. "If you don't think that's true, then just reach for my throat and **** me right now."

You don't even bother attempting. Just the visual - your hands around her throat, her cute pale face turning blue, her body slammed against... against something - it makes you uncomfortable. Sickens you a little bit. You can imagine doing that to Hannah, to other attractive girls, but not her.

"See? So you need Hannah. I'll just spend my day outside doing chores and stuff, and you two can break the bed all you want."

It doesn't take long for Ashley to get dressed and ready. She's out the door before you realize she's put on clothes, and that just leaves Hannah staring silently at you.

"So, uh, how about that, uh... bondage?" The silence is a little unnverving, honestly. "Do you guys have any bondage equipment... stuff... around?"

She nods, and heads to a closet that she opens with a passcode. They must have wanted to keep their sex life really private.

You don't recognize most of the objects inside. There's definitely a whip, some handcuffs, a collar and leash, and then a lot of things that look confusing. One of them buzzes when you touch it, and you jump back a little nervously.

Hannah still hasn't said anything. "You know, you can talk!", you say. "The quiet is creepy."

Surprisingly, she blushes. "Sorry. Mistre - I mean, your girlfriend - she says being able to talk is a reward for being a good girl."

Still too weird for you. "Well, I say that being quiet is only allowed if you've been a good girl! Now, tell me what the hell these things are and which one I'm supposed to use."

You decide to start with the...

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