A pawn in a game

"Now that we have dispelled your demons - let's get to testing you for snaring the Kyra Dubrow into our little coven. Don't just lie there like a dead fish - clean my strap on with your mouth. Then detach it using only your teeth and lips - if you use your hands I will punish you."

Her hand had slid into my hair and suddenly twisted a quarter turn - they were drawn painfully taut. Pressure pushed my lips towards the dildo - there was no need. I liked to obey Elle and dutifully opened my mouth as she started to rhythmically pump the plastic penis into my mouth. When I say push, it was gradually all the way down as she spoke. Fortunately I had enough practice to deep-throat it but the angle was still awkward. Meanwhile she instructed me on Kyra Dubrow.

"Your Maddam checked out who the mystery mother was whose son you whored yourself out to. She is a judge and I know her quite well. She seems very severe and strict but I have suspected her of having a kinky side and been lusting after her as my bed bed partner for a long time. Now Kyra will not be such an easy little slut like you but your idea from spotting her arousal at directing the sex involving her son gives us the edge."

The strap-in was now clean of my juices which coated my mouth. She pulled my off and I went about clumsily unstrapping the belt with my teeth. Elle looked down at me quite amused.

"Such an eager little beaver but yeah that last strap - you will need your hands, no?" she laughed knowing I was stuck.

From the side board she drew out two weighted nipple clamps - jangling them in front of me enticingly. Their rubber tipped flat plier like ends were coupled with a pretty strong looking spring. Swallowing visibly thereby driving some of my pussy juices to my tummy, I begged her.

"Please may I use my hands Elle?"

"Certainly silly how else are you going to put them on yourself - come offer me your left nipple first. No not that one that is the right - always think about it from my perspective."
Elle had sat up now and I dutifully inched forward arching my chest, cupping my modest B-cup breast whose nipple stood out with embarrassing firmness. Once her soft painted lips closed over it however, I found it could be even firmer. I sighed when she released it and the cool air caressed the wet hardened nub. She nodded - it took a lot of strength for me to open the clamp - I slid it over the nipple the rubber tips gripping it already. Then intending to close it gradually I tried to control the force that would be applied - however the pain even from the start was so intense that I let go and shook my chest from side to side. The little weight danced merrily only making my predicament worse - Elle's gay sadistic laughter added to my discomfiture.

"Breath little lezzie - let it happen to you just like you let yourself be raped by me just now. Breathe." and it helped. The pain receded to a dull throb which was matched by the throbbing of my clit. I wasnt going to tell Elle but it longed to be grasped like my nipple. The second one came on with less of a fuss but the swinging weights were distracting enough for me to fumble the belt more than once.

"I really should punish you more." She grinned. "Now take my panties off over my stockings - this time with your teeth alone. First however inhale deeply and plant a soft kiss on the satin covering my pretty pussy - you will see my pussy is one of the most beautiful you will ever know. You will be addicted to it soon as much as you are to men's cocks."

Having approached the scent emanating from her core was rich, powerful that of a mature woman not a girl like me. My kiss on the warm, moist satin yielded a soft cushion like pushback from her mound. I longed to delve there with my tongue but it was not allowed. Instead I started to draw her knickers down.