Tiffany's mission

Tiffany, dressed in the uniform of a United Earth Agent walked into the office of the woman who was her superior. The office was small, the desk taking up most of the room with one chair sitting on either side of the desk. The dull grey walls were decorated with small keepsakes of locations on Earth and a few from various allied planets dotted the walls. Jessica Knight smiled at her from behind her desk and motioned to the chair in front of the desk.

“Welcome, Agent Stern,” Jessica said with a smile. Jessica Knight was only a couple of years older than Tiffany with long light red hair, a petite figure that made her larger C-cup breasts look almost too large for her body, bright blue eyes, and a pale complexion. “Please sit.”

“Thank you,” Tiffany said returning Jessica’s smile. As she sat, Tiffany couldn’t help but picture the other woman with a ball gag filling her mouth, a **** collar around her neck, and her breasts being held up by a satin half-bra. “What can I do for you?” Tiffany asked forcing the image out of her mind. She knew above all else, she had to keep the fact that she was indeed an Amazon a closely guarded secret.

“As I’m sure you know, two of our operatives have gone missing. We would like you to find them. We think Amazon’s may have been involved.”

“I’ll get right on it,” Tiffany said with a smirk as she stood. “Oh, Jessica, I just had a thought. We might have a mole, so I think it might be best if I ran things off-site.”

Jessica leaned back in her chair and tapped her desk in thought. “Good idea.”

Two weeks later Tiffany woke from stasis, went to the cockpit of her ship, and landed on her planetoid. As she left her ship she felt the warmth of the sun and the gentle kiss of the breeze on her skin. Something she always missed when she traveled in deep space. After taking a quick look at the time, Tiffany headed toward the large **** pen. Even though Madelyn, Kitty Kat, and Athena had their own rooms, she knew now they would be in the **** pen partaking in the strict exercise regimen all of her slaves had to follow.

When Tiffany entered the **** pen, one of the attendants instantly made her way to her. “Welcome home, Miss Stern. Is there something I can do something for you?” she asked with a polite nod.

Tiffany took a moment before answering to find Kitty Kat. She found her favored **** on an elliptical machine dressed in white sneakers, black yoga pants that showed off her ass, and a tight-fitting dark blue top that left her stomach and lower back bare.

“Have Kitty Kat cleaned up and brought to me in my room, please.”

“Of course, Miss Stern.” the attendant said with another polite nod. The attendant spun on her heel and walked toward where Kitty Kat was working out as Tiffany left the **** pen. “Kitty Kat, your mistress needs of you.”

Kitty Kat immediately got off of the elliptical, and knelt, allowing her to clip a leash to her collar and lead her off to the shower room. As soon as the attendant removed her leash and collar, Kitty Kat quickly stripped naked made her way to the nearest shower, and turned it on. As the hot water fell over her body, Kitty Kat quickly lathered her body with body wash, and her long brown hair with shampoo.

After rinsing herself off, she shut the shower off stepped away from it, and dried herself before the attendant put the collar back around her neck. “Come on, Kitty Kat, time to get you dressed,” the woman said giving a gentle tug on her leash and leading her to the dressing area. Once there, she cuffed Kitty Kat between two poles with her arms and legs spread. She placed Kitty Kat’s feet in a pair of black open-toed shoes with black six-inch stiletto-heeled shoes, a short lavender satin skirt with black lace trim, and a matching half-bra. “Ready to go see your Mistress, Kitty Kat?”

“Yes, Ma’am,” Kitty Kat replied before the attendant put a black ball gag in her mouth and cinched it tightly making sure not to trap any of Kitty Kat’s hair in the buckle.

A few minutes later, Kitty Kat was led into Tiffany’s bedroom. She curtsied gracefully to her rival-turned-mistress and slowly sank to her knees with a gentle thud on the plush red carpeting. Tiffany stood from her seat and made her way to Kitty Kat. “Did you miss me, Kitty Kat?” she asked as she gently stroked the brunette’s cheek. Kat looked up at Tiffany and nodded her head. “Good, because I missed you too.”

Tiffany smiled as she took hold of Kitty Kat’s leash and gave a gentle upward tug. Kitty Kat carefully rose to her feet but otherwise, didn’t move as Tiffany circled her and undid the cuffs keeping her wrists behind her back. She then let go of the leash walked over to her dresser and selected a black leather bikini, a pair of black thigh-high leather boots, and a lavender leather single glove.

"Come help me get dressed, Kitty Kat," Tiffany said with a smile. Kitty Kat rose gracefully from her knees, and began to unbutton the jacket of Tiffany’s uniform. When the last of the buttons was undone, Kitty Kat slid the jacket from Tiffany’s shoulders, folded it neatly, and placed it on the bed.

Next, she knelt and untied Tiffany’s standard issues ankle-high black leather boots, and slipped them from her feet. She then removed Tiffany’s socks, revealing her pedicured toes, rolled the socks up, and placed them in one of the boots.

After tucking the socks away, Kitty Kat unbuckled Tiffany’s belt and eased it from the loops of her black pants before rolling it up and placing it on top of the jacket. Kitty Kat then reached for the button to Tiffany’s pants, undid it, and lowered the zipper before gently sliding them down Tiffany’s legs. After her mistress stepped out of them, Kitty Kat folded the pants, and placed them in the growing pile, before easing Tiffany’s pink panties down as well.

"Like what you see, Kitty Kat?" Tiffany laughed. Kitty Kat looked up at her and eagerly nodded before laying the panties on the pile of clothing.

Kitty Kat then stood and eased the light blue undershirt of the UEA Uniform over Tiffany’s head, then removed her pink bra. Both items were neatly folded and joined the rest of Tiffany’s uniform.

With Tiffany now naked, Kitty Kat grabbed the leather bikini top and helped her into it, before kneeling and helping her into her bikini bottoms. Lastly, Tiffany stepped into the thigh-high boots, and Kitty Kat slowly zipped them up.

"Good girl," Tiffany said as if she were talking to a beloved pet as she pat Kitty Kat on the head. "Now," she began as she picked up the single glove, "I don't know why they left your arms free to begin with, but it worked out. Stand up, turn around, arms behind your back."

Without hesitation, Kitty Kat obeyed, and within just two minutes, her arms were bound tightly in the single glove, her elbows **** uncomfortably together, pulling her shoulders back, and making her stick out her breasts.

Tiffany began to circle Kitty Kat as if viewing a sculpture. For her part, Kitty Kat stood perfectly still with her feet shoulder-width apart. She didn't even dare follow Tiffany with her eyes when she passed in front of her. On her third pass, Tiffany stopped in front of Kitty Kat, and briefly and gently rolled her hardened nipples between her thumbs and index fingers. "You look so sexy, Kitty Kat. You were born to be my **** girl weren't you?" she asked in a low sultry tone.

"Esh, Ishess," Kitty Kat grunted into her gag as she eagerly nodded her head.

"That's a good girl," Tiffany purred before softly kissing Kitty Kat's gag. She slowly moved around Kitty Kat until she again stood behind her former rival. She reached out and began to squeeze and rub Kitty Kat’s ass through her short skirt. She leaned in close, her hot breath on Kitty Kat’s ear sent shivers of desire down her spine. "You know Kitty Kat," she purred into Kitty Kat’s ear in a whisper. She paused and lightly sucked on the bottom of her ear lobe, nearly causing Kitty Kat’s knees to buckle. "Your ass looked so good in those tight yoga pants. But do you know where it looks perfect?"

"Uh-uh, Ishess," Kitty Kat replied as she slowly shook her head, fearing she knew the answer. She heard Tiffany giggle softly as she moved in front of her and grabbed her leash.

"Your ass looks perfect, right here," the blonde dominatrix said as she sat on the corner of her bed and pulled Kitty Kat, who didn't resist, across her lap, leaving the brunette **** girl’s ass high and ready for a spanking. Tiffany slowly lifted Kitty Kat’s skirt, even though it protected very little of her ass in her current position. "My, my, my, look how wet you are," Tiffany said as she spread Kitty Kat’s ass cheeks and got a good look at her glistening folds.

"Mmmm," Kitty Kat moaned into her gag as she felt Tiffany’s fingers softly glide along her labia, stopping just short of her clit.

"Did helping your mistress get dressed make you horny, Kitty Kat?" Tiffany asked as she slowly sank three of her fingers into Kitty Kat’s wet heat. Kitty Kat let out a muffled squeak and lifted her hips, allowing the probing fingers more access when Tiffany pressed against her G-spot.

"Esh Ishess! Esh, Ishess!"

Tiffany smiled to herself as she began to fuck Kitty Kat with the fingers of her right hand at a moderate pace, and occasionally give her a somewhat awkward spanking, a single teasingly stinging swat to each cheek with her left hand.

Tiffany continued until he knew Kitty Kat was nearing an orgasm. She pulled her fingers out and dragged her index and middle fingers along the outside of her labia, but not touching her highly sensitive sex. When she stopped, she used her left hand to grip Kitty Kat's right hip and give her former rival four stinging slaps on her ass, two to each cheek. Each time her hand met Kitty Kat's flesh, the brunette squealed into her gag and kicked her feet slightly.

Kitty Kat let out a slight whimper as she let her head slump. She knew her mistress wanted her **** for an orgasm, and she knew she could do nothing. Nothing, that is, except obey and hope Tiffany would grant her the orgasmic bliss she would so badly want, eventually.

"Aw, poor horny little Kitty Kat," Tiffany said before delivering another four stinging swats. "Did I stop before you could cum?"

"Esh, Ishess," Kitty Kat grunted into her gag, as her breathing came in quick, sharp, and ragged hisses through her nose.

"Would you like to know the best part about getting called back to Earth?" Tiffany asked as she gently rubbed Kitty Kat’s ass.

"Esh, Ishess," Kitty Kat replied, nodding her head.

"Jessica Knight, I know you remember her, put me in charge of finding out what happened to you and Madelyn. I even convinced her I should do it off-site in case we had a mole. The stupid bitch didn't even realize that the mole was right in front of her! Isn't that great?"

"Esh Ishess."

"You know, I kept picturing her with a collar around her neck, and a gag in her mouth," Tiffany said as she undid Kitty Kat’s ball gag and let it fall to the floor with a quiet thud. "Don't you think she’d look better in a collar, a half-bra, a sexy little skirt, and heels?" she asked as she began to fuck Kitty Kat with her fingers again.

"Yes, Mistress, she would look so hot and sexy as a **** girl," Kitty Kat said before moaning and spreading her legs slightly.

"As my **** girl," Tiffany corrected before giving Kitty Kat two swats with her left hand.

"Yes, Mistress, your **** girl," Kitty Kat said through a long moans as Tiffany expertly teased her G-spot. Just as Kitty Kat was about to go over the edge of orgasmic bliss, Tiffany again stopped. Although she expected this, Kitty Kat let out a small whine.

“I love it, when you get **** to cum, Kitty Kat,” Tiffany laughed as she delivered another four hard swats to Kitty Kat’s ass. Afterward, she took a moment to appreciate the red rosy red glow of her favored ****’s ass. “Up, and get on your knees in front of me,” Tiffany ordered as she gently pat Kitty Kat on the ass.

“Yes, Mistress,” Kitty Kat replied as she quickly rose off of Tiffany’s lap and knelt in front of her former rival.

“You know, Kitty Kat,” Tiffany said as she undid the crotch flap of her bikini bottoms, and spread her legs, “you make me so wet when you obey me. What do you think a good girl would do for her mistress when she makes her wet?”

“Eat your pussy and make you cum, Mistress,” Kitty Kat replied, her voice dripping with lust, something that not long ago, Kitty Kat would have hated herself for.

“Well then,” Tiffany said in a sweet tone, a triumphant smirk on her face as she gently grabbed Kitty Kat’s chin, making the brunette look her in the eyes, “what the fuck are you waiting for?” Tiffany’s tone turned stern and cold. Before Kitty Kat could reply, Tiffany gave her a stinging slap with her free hand. She then let go of Kitty Kat’s chin, leaned back, propped herself up on the bed on her elbows, and looked at Kitty Kat with a raised eyebrow.

Without hesitation or any further prompting, Kitty Kat leaned her head down and flicked her tongue across Tiffany's engorged clit, causing the blonde to moan and throw her head back in ecstasy. Tiffany was in heaven feeling her rival’s soft, warm, and now very skilled tongue glide over her labia, then up her glistening slit before circling her lit.

“Do everything she likes and you might get to cum,” Kitty Kat thought, wishing her hands were free of the single glove so she could play with her needy pussy as she pleasured Tiffany with her tongue. Forcing thoughts of her own denied pleasure aside, Kitty Kat closed her soft lips around Tiffany’s encouraged nub, and gently suck. Tiffany’s moan filled the room, as she wrapped her legs around Kitty Kat’s legs and squeezed, pulling Kitty Kat in closer. In response, Kitty Kat slid her tongue into her mistress’ hot wet folds, driving it in as deep as possible, before she began to swirl and move it in every direction. She had learned all of Tiffany’s most sensitive spots and her tongue repeatedly touched one after another. Trapped as she was between Tiffany’s legs, Kitty Kat’s nose was pressed right up against the blonde’s clit, to further add to her mistress’ pleasure, she began to shake her head, making her nose rub against the sensitive nub.

“Fuck, yes, Kitty Kat. So good. Right there,” Tiffany groaned before gasping as her orgasm slammed through her body. Tiffany’s pussy convulses around Kitty Kat’s agile tongue, as she moaned in ecstasy, her abdomen contracting.

When the spasms subsided and Tiffany inhaled deeply, Kitty Kat gently brushed her cheek against Tiffany’s inner thigh. “Did I do well, Mistress?” Kitty Kat asked before planting a gentle kiss on Tiffany’s quivering pussy.

“You did very well, Kitty Kat,” Tiffany said as she slid up the bed until she could reach the drawer of her nightstand. She pulled it open, then pulled out a long, thick, flesh-colored strap-on with a black leather harness. She pulled the harness up her legs and tightened it around her waist and adjusted it until the clit stimulator was perfectly placed. Kitty Kat watched licking her lips as Tiffany walked back to the foot of the bed. “Look what I have for you,” Tiffany purred as she undid the single glove freeing her ****’s arms. “Get it ready for your pussy Kitty Kat, I want to see you gag on it.”

As Kitty Kat took the strap-on in her now freed hand, she looked up at Tiffany. “Yes, Mistr” Kitty Kat's words were cut off as the thick cock slid past her full lips and invaded her wet, warm, and very willing mouth. Greedily, she began to suck on the fake member while sliding it in and out of her drooling mouth. Slowly, Kitty Kat worked more and more of the dildo into her mouth, keeping her eyes locked on Tiffany’s. Her eyes began to water and she coughed as she **** more of the silicone giant into her mouth, the tip beginning to make its way down her throat, which began to constrict in protest around the dildo.

“Good fucking girl!” Tiffany said as she ran her fingers through Kitty Kat’s long soft brown hair. When Kitty Kat slowly pulled her head back, Tiffany gripped her hair and pulled her off of the dildo. She bent down and passionately kissed her ****, a kiss Kitty Kat eagerly returned. “On the bed, on all fours, I’m going to fuck your brains out.”

Kitty Kat, mind spinning from the kiss, dutifully got into position on the bed, her ass in the air and her legs spread demurely. She moaned as Tiffany began to run a teasing fingertip up and down her slit, then slipped one finger into her wet core, moving it in and out in time with her ragged breathing.

"Oh fuck Mistress," Kitty Kat moaned out as Tiffany added a second finger, stretching her wet channel even more. "Fuck me. Fuck me now!" Tiffany gripped Kitty Kat’s hair and yanked it back as she removed her fingers from her ****’s dripping sex. She slapped her ass hard several times making Kitty Kat whine.

“Don’t forget your place again slut, or you will not like what happens,” Tiffany said in a lusty growl into Kitty Kat’s ear. “Now beg for it,” she added as she gave Kitty Kat another hard swat on the ass and shoved her head forward hard enough that Kitty Kat lost her balance and her face crashed into the soft mattress of her mistress’ bed.

“I’m sorry Mistress, please, fuck me! Please, Mistress, I need your cock! I need it in my tight wet pussy,” the enslaved agent pleaded as Tiffany pressed the head of the dildo against her swollen, dripping pussy. Tiffany held the strap-on just at the entrance of Kitty Kat’s needy pussy, teasing her submissive plaything. Tiffany grabbed Kitty Kat’s hips, and slammed her hips forward, burying the strap-on balls deep in Kitty Kat’s core. Kitty Kat moaned in pleasure as the walls of her soaking wet pussy stretched around the invader. Another hard swat on the ass from Tiffany made her yelp.

“No cumming without permission, you little slut!” Tiffany said as she began to thrust her hips, fucking Kitty Kat hard, sending the dildo balls deep, and shock waves of pleasure through her with each powerful thrust.

Her hands clenched into fists, Kitty Kat took it, and with each driving thrust, she got closer and closer to her orgasm. “Oh fuck yes, Mistress! Oh, fuck!” Kitty Kat panted out as her orgasm began to build. “Fuck, Mistress please I’m so close. Please, Mistress!”

“Don’t you dare cum without my permission,” Tiffany growled as she reached down and rubbed Kitty Kat’s clit roughly. “Fucking cum when I say you can, do you understand?” As Tiffany said this, she slapped her submissive’s ass again, sending another bolt of white-hot pain-filled pleasure through Kitty Kat’s body. Kitty Kat pressed her forehead against the mattress and let out a high-pitched whine as she nodded her head. She bit her lip hard, nearly drawing blood, and kicked her feet against the mattress, **** not to disobey. “Do you love being my fuck toy, Kitty Kat?” Tiffany asked as she gave her ****’s ass another hard swat.

“Yes Mistress, I love being your fuck toy! I love it when you use me so roughly and without mercy!” Kitty Kat screamed out as another wave of pleasure ripped through her.

“Say it again, bitch, I can’t hear you,” Tiffany growled as she grabbed a handful of Kitty Kat’s hair in her fist and yanked back hard forcing Kitty Kat to lift her face off of the mattress.

“I love being your fuck toy, Mistress! Fuck me, please Mistress, please let me cum! ” The words tumbled from Kitty Kat’s lips begging and pleading with her Mistress for release.

“Fuck yes, cum for me!” Tiffany growled against Kitty Kat’s ear. Tiffany reached around in front of her and began to rub Kitty Kat’s swollen clit as she continued to slam into Kitty Kat relentlessly. “Cum for me now you little whore!”

Kitty Kat screamed as her orgasm broke over her like a tsunami. She screamed and bucked into Tiffany’s thrusts as the walls of the bedroom echoed with the sounds of Kitty Kat’s scream of pleasure, which was joined by Tiffany’s as the harness’ clit stimulator pushed the blonde Amazon over the edge along with her ****. The two women collapsed onto the bed, Tiffany laying on Kitty Kat’s back, the dildo still buried balls deep in her ****’s quivering sex.

“That’s my good little Kitty Kat,” Tiffany whispered into Kitty Kat’s ear before giving her a bite where her shoulder and neck met and sucking hard. The resulting hickey, further marking Kitty Kat as Tiffany’s.

“Thank you, Mistress,” Kitty Kat said her voice sounding almost distant as she slowly came down from her orgasmic high. Tiffany giggled as even pleasure flooded, her mind began to work on possible ways to turn Jessica Knight into a collared **** girl.

How Will Jessica be collared? Answer in comments.

A) Tiffany lures her to her planetoid and has Kitty Kat and Madelyn help her turn their superior into their mistress’ new bottom bitch.

B) Tiffany sends coordinates to Jessica promising an update on the case, only for Amazons to be waiting to collar her and sell her on the galactic market.

C) Jessica is captured by an elite Amazon capture team, given nanites, and sent to Tiffany’s planetoid, being kept in need and unaware that Tiffany has captured her until she begs for a collar.

D) Something else. How?