Reluctantly...at first

Becca sighed, "Well go ahead. I'll give you permission."

Chastity looked shocked, "Here? Now?"

"What you need special accommodations? Fine, let's go to your room."

It was awkward getting up with the straightjacket on, and she felt uncomfortable with her tits bouncing free as she walked, but she'd have to get used to it she supposed.

Chastity's room have a reading chair so Brenda plopped down on it. Chastity sat on the edge of her bed. She was fidgeting.

Brenda sighed, "Look I don't want to be here either, but you need 10, fucking 10 orgasms today. So you'd better get going."

Chastity nodded but didn't moved, "Uh...well...it's just that...I've never...not as a woman anyway..."

Brenda rolled her eyes, "I think you can figure it out. You've fingered girls before. Just do that."

"Uh...do you have like umm, a vibrator I could use instead?"

"Really? No. I didn't bring a vibrator with me on vacation. Just do it. Please." Brenda didn't want to be here, but she couldn't trust the others to help Chastity reach her 10 either. The longer they took to finish their dares the longer Brenda was trapped like this.

Finally Chastity started to move. She pulled her dress off and laid down on her bed. Brenda looked away as she finally started to touch herself. There was no reason she had to watch, she just had to give permission when the time came.

Maybe it was Brenda being there, maybe it was just because she wasn't used to her body, but it took Chastity a long time to warm up. However, once she did her moans got intense. So intense Brenda couldn't help but watch, "You may cum." She told her. Immediately Chastity shook as the orgasm rolled through her. "Again." Brenda ordered.

She went to look away but for some reason she couldn't. She just kept staring at Chastity's pussy. It was glistening and without realizing what she was doing Brenda licked her lips.

Despite having just cum, Chastity's second orgasm came first than her first. Once again Brenda gave her permission and watched her body shake. This time though, she couldn't resist her urges.

Brenda got out of the chair and walked over to the bed. "Your hand must be getting tired sit up on the edge of the bed." Chasity did without hesitation and Brenda knelt down between her legs, "Just relax and let me do this one."

"Brenda...you don't..." Chastity began.

"Shush. Just let me do this." Brenda knew it was her transformation, but she couldn't resist. The sight of that beautiful pussy, slick with her own juices, she has to taste it.

The transformation hadn't changed her sexuality but her need overcame her natural aversion. She probed Chastity's crotch with her tongue, getting her first taste. Instinctively she didn't like it, but then the part of her brain controlling the addiction lit up, rewarding her with all the dopamine she needed to keep going.

Soon she had Chastity shaking, but she wouldn't let up. It wasn't until Chastity started tapping her shoulder that she realized she needed to give permission. Reluctantly she pulled back to give it.

She stood up, "That's three. Let's keep going. That wasn't the best position for me, so I'm going to lie down on the bed and you sit on my face."

Brenda got into position but Chastity didn't move, "Brenda...I think I need a break."

"No break. Bring me your pussy. Now." She ordered.

Once again she went well beyond what Chastity needed to cum. This time Chastity was tapping her , begging to cum but she ignored her. She needed more, even more. When she finally did give permission it was only because she was getting sore herself. Chastity came screaming as she was overwhelmed by her orgasm.

She shuffled off Brenda and collapsed on the bed beside her. Brenda rolled onto her side, "So again?"

Chastity shook her head, "No...no I can't. I'm sorry. I need a break."

"No break. Again." Brenda demanded, but Chastity had the advantage here.

"Sorry. I really do need it. I'm going to go take a bath. I'm locking the door so don't try to follow." Chastity got up and left. Brenda didn't bother chasing her, with her bondage she was doomed to failure.

As she lay there on Chastity bed she wondered what the fuck she'd just done. She'd let her new addiction overpower her, overpower Chastity too. She'd have to talk to Gabe about it, how had he managed such self control?

"Fuck me." She said to nobody in particular. Eventually she got up and went to her own room. Of course with her arms tied down she couldn't read, couldn't do anything really, so she was soon bored.

She was about to head to the living room when Chloe returned. "Hi, Brenda, can we talk?"