Sarah and Dianna drift off to sleep

Dianna woke with a start, she couldnt remember falling asleep. She drifted through dreams of **** searches in the dark. Shadowy figures grasping and tearing and pulling someone she loves deeper into the darkness beyond her reach. No matter how much she struggled and strained for every step forward. The hands gripped tighter upon her wrists and **** her down, she felt something between her legs warm and soft, a massive dark and slimy tendril about to **** its way inside her. Teasing her entrance, reminding her that there was nothing she could do to prevent her violation. She watched as the tendril ungulated as it poised to burst through her outer lips and dive into her depths.

Dianna woke with a start, it was dark, her arms were not restrained, a crescendo of snores from dozens of people piled on pillows permiated the air. It was just a dream, a nightmare. She was dripping wet, her pussy ached with need, the warm and soft sensation continued as she tried to clear the cobwebs from her head and rub the sleep from her eyes. Half convinced she was still dreaming, brain trying to reconsile the events of the night before with her wanton need. Dianna looked down.

Sarah was between her legs, the light of the morning sun leaking through the tent eliminating the effect that the blacklight had upon sarah the night before. Still, her makeup was smeared and dried across her face, her hair was matted, and her body carried bruises across it. Even with all that, the moment she smiled as she she noticed that dianna was awake. She was the most beautiful woman in the world to dianna.

"Good morning mistress" sarah said as she lowered her lips back down upon diannas clit, sarahs fingers moving to her entrance and easily working their way inside.

"Oh... fuck" dianna replied as she could already feel the pleasure in her body. Being so close to so much depravity and being denied almost entirely when it came to stimulation had been a form of edging all on its down.

"You dont have to do this.." she reminded her the woman buried between her legs. Hoping that she wouldnt stop but still worried about her mental state from the night before.

"I do, its my place, its where I have to be, where i need to be, where I want to be" sarah said as she caught her breath before diving back down upon Dianna.

She wanted to argue it, she wanted to reassure her, she wanted to pull her into another embrace and kiss her until no other negative thoughts permiated her mind.

She did non of those things, she leaned back into the nest of pillows as she wove her fingers into sarahs matted hair and pulled her face tight against her pussy. Grinding her clit againt her slaves face as she worked desperately to please Dianna. Fingers pumping back and forth in a manic need until she felt her muscles clench up and a shuddering orgasm ran through her.

Dianna collapsed back into the pile once more gasping for breath,

"thats better than coffee" she gasped out as she waited for her breathing to return to normal. Sarah slinking up to wrap her naked body around her.

"Happy mistress?" She asked, her smile marred with a hint of desperation, a need for validation.

"The best wake up call ive ever had" she reassured sarah. Her ****. This was going to take sone getting used to. She sniffed the air.

"But we need to get you to the showers, now" she said, crinkling her nose as the collection of bodily fluids obtained last night made an odiferous cloud around sarah.