WD - Give good advice

You decide to do the right thing. Doing something bad got you here... so it's time to do something good.

You ask the Warden to explain her sex life with her wife to you.

The Warden boldly answers your questions... it sounds like she has a decent understanding of technique, but that she wants to lean too heavily on toys... that's a sign of her insecurity. The cause for her insecurity is that she can tell that her wife is not completely into it, at least not as much as she used to be. Using you like she did... the Warden acted like she was in control, but she was truly ****. It sounds like they love each other, they just don't completely understand each other in bed.

You are pretty sure that you know what is going on as you listen to the Warden talk about how she tries to please her wife.

You listen to her, and as much as she needs your advice, she also needs someone to talk to. When she has finished venting, you have to do your part. You promised you would help.

"Show me your technique," you say. Time for a demonstration.

The Warden looks at you.

"Cait!" she barks, and the guard enters the office and closes the door. The Warden beckons, and Cait walks to her obediently. "Strip," the Warden commands.

You watch the slim brunette, who is surprisingly busty, take her clothes off without question. The Warden sits her on the desk, then makes her lie back. Cait is cool and collected, not embarrassed at all, but she shivers a little because the office is cool.

Cait seems to know exactly what is going on and lies flat with her eyes closed.

"There is nothing wrong with my technique," the Warden tells you.

"Show me."

Cait has a triangular, carefully-trimmed tuft of pubic hair above fleshy, puffy lips. The Warden puts her hand between the other woman's legs, her palm over her mound, and doesn't move it. You watch Cait's skin become covered in goosebumps, and her dark nipples grow hard as she tries to stay still and calm, even though the Warden has yet to do anything. This isn't technique... the Warden is just so powerful and sexy, and Cait is probably attracted to her anyway. This is excitement. That is different... You wait.

The Warden starts by teasing the sensitive skin in the cleft between Cait's thigh and mound, then skillfully touches the fleshy hood of her clit, pulling it back without stimulating the clitoris itself... she's pretty good.

The Warden never touches Cait's clit. Once the brunette's juices are smearing the desk between her legs, the Warden elegantly slips two of her long fingers inside, and expertly pressures Cait's g-spot.

Cait has both hands over her mouth to keep her voice under control, and her hips have begun to move on their own, hungrily trying to get more of the Warden's hand.

With only two fingers, the Warden easily coaxes a red-faced Cait to a full body, teeth-grinding orgasm. She squirts hard enough to get the floor wet and soak the Warden's sleeve, her legs shaking uncontrollably. You count to fifteen as it goes on and on... before Cait finally lies back on the table, legs spread wide, whimpering.

The Warden looks a bit smug. Her technique is flawless... but it is not the correct approach to pleasing her wife.

"Here is what you should try instead," you tell her.