The first thing Taeyeon felt when she came to her senses was cold metal. She blinked several times before her eyes adjusted and she could see her surroundings.
"Oh, for Chrissakes, not again," she mumbled.
The room around her was dark; she couldn't see more than four feet in front of her. A bright light was directly over her, and when she looked up it almost blinded her. She was strapped to a chair that looked similar to one you would find in a gynecologist's office. Her wrists and ankles were strapped down and her legs had been spread apart. She was as as the day she was born save for a leather collar secured tightly around her neck. She jerked roughly against the restraints to no avail.
"Now, now, stop trying to resist it," a sultry voice said, echoing around the room. "You know you love being tied down."
Tiffany stepped out of the shadows, clad in leather pants, black combat boots, and a triangle bikini top that was barely managing to do its job. The waistband of her red thong peeked out from above her pants on her hips. She toyed with a small remote. Taeyeon looked at it curiously, and Tiffany grinned. She pressed one of the buttons, and an electric shock coursed through the bound girl's body. She screamed loudly in a mixture of pain and pleasure.
"Since you loved the electric torture so much last time, we got you a shock collar as a present. Do you like it?"
Taeyeon's breaths escaped in short gasps, her body flushing red in arousal.
"I'll take that as a yes."
As Tiffany walked closer, Taeyeon could see her face better, and she noticed the bright red lipstick she was wearing. Tiffany leaned down over the short girl and began to kiss and suck on her neck, leaving red stains all over her pale skin. Taeyeon arched her back, dying for more contact, but as soon as she did, Tiffany stopped and moved away.
She walked around between Taeyeon's spread legs and began to tease the sensitive skin of her lower stomach. Her fingers danced around the smooth expanse, dipping downwards to ghost across her mound before coming back up. She rubbed the inside of Taeyeon's thighs, getting dangerously close to her aching core before moving her hands away.
"Just ing touch me already!" Taeyeon cried.
Tiffany pressed the button on the remote, sending another shock to wrack her body.
"Be quiet. You're not the one making orders here."
Taeyeon whimpered.
Suddenly, the sound of clicking heels filled the air and Jessica stepped into the light. She was dressed similarly to Tiffany, save for wearing leather shorts instead of pants, and she wore knee-high boots with tall heels. Her bikini top was doing an even worse job of constraining her much larger s. The triangles just barely managed to cover her s. They bounced lightly with every step she shook, and Taeyeon was overwhelmed with the desire to rip off the bikini top and suck on them forever. She fought against her restraints again, earning her another shock from Tiffany.
"I thought I told you not to start without me," Jessica said coldly.
"Sorry, Princess," Tiffany purred. She walked over to Jessica and wrapped her arms around the older girl's waist. "I couldn't help myself. TaeTae just looked so adorable and I was dying to touch her."
Jessica kissed her, long and rough. She made sure that Taeyeon was watching as she started to grope Tiffany's through her tight pants, squeezing it with both hands. Tiffany caught on to what she was doing and her hands began to roam upwards towards her girlfriend's . She squeezed them, and Jessica moaned into her mouth.
Taeyeon watch the scene play out before in extreme desperation. She was absolutely throbbing at the sight, pulling against the restraints in an effort to reach out and touch her two girlfriends. Her hips bucked up in the air to meet nothing. No one was touching her, but she was so damn turned on that she was sure she would the moment someone laid a finger on her aching .
"Please..." she whimpered.
JeTi broke their kiss.
"Please what?" Jessica asked.
"Please... me..."
"I'm sorry, I didn't catch that. Louder, please."
" me."
"What?" Jessica cupped her ear. "I still can't quite make out what you're saying."
" ME! ! ME! ME UNTIL I CAN'T WALK! PLEASE!"
Taeyeon fought against the restraints like a wild animal. Every bone in her body was dying to get screwed.
Jessica grinned darkly. "That's a good girl."
She walked over to Taeyeon, swaying her hips proudly with every step. She positioned herself betwenn Taeyeon's legs and took a good look at her dripping core.
"Goddamn, Taengoo, you're this wet and we've barely touched you."
"Shut the up and stick your fingers inside me!"
Tiffany pressed the button on her remote, delivering another powerful electrical shock, but not powerful enough to take Taeyeon over the edge.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk," said Jessica. "You're an awful pet. So disobedient. Tiff and I really need to break you in. I thought you had learned you lesson last week, but it seems not."
Jessica slapped her , hard. Taeyeon hissed as she felt the shock of the smack send vibrations through her engorged . Her back arched and she grit her teeth.
"The first step to being a good pet is obedience. Do not speak unless spoken to. Behave. Act as commanded. From now on, you refer to Tiffany and I as your masters."
"Like hell I will!"
SLAP.
Taeyeon groaned as Jessica hit her once more.
"That is the kind of attitude that is only going to make you suffer more. You asked for this. You came to us," Jessica spat. "We agreed to 'help you out' with your problem. You wanted to get hurt. Well, we're going to hurt you, but we're going to do it our way. You have to learn how to play by the rules, Taeyeon. You have to be submissive. Can you do that? ][po'l;k
./If not, we'll end this right here and now."
She stood back and looked down at Taeyeon. The older girl quivered under her cold gaze.
"I... I think so," Taeyeon said quietly. "But you have to make me. That's your challenge. Make me submit to you. If you can do that, I'll belong to both of you forever."
Jessica smirked. "Alright. What do you say, Tiff?"
"I say challenged accepted, Jessi."
"Then let's get to work."
Jessica plunged her fingers into Taeyeon's opening without warning. She began to pump in and out at a ridiculously fast past. Taeyeon shut her eyes and gripped the armrests of the chair, screaming her lungs out. Her liquids were spilling out of her. Jessica felt her walls tightened around her fingers. She was close to release. Just as Taeyeon was almost at her limit, the fingers were gone. She opened her eyes, confused.
"What...?"
Jessica stood in front of her, her fingers clean. "'What' what?"
"You... You didn't finish."
" denial," Tiffany said. "It's the first part of your training."
"What? What kind of weird bull is that?! That's ing stupi- OW!"
Tiffany had stepped forward and slapped her across the face. "Do you ever shut up?"
"Maybe, maybe n- OW!"
Another slap.
"That was your cue to shut up."
"What part of 'don't speak unless spoken to' do you not understand?" Jessica asked, exasperated. Taeyeon was ruining her mood.
"You were speaking to me!" Taeyeon responded.
"You answer us when we give you a command or ask you a question, and the response is always respectful. We are in charge here, not you. You can't go around blabbing your mouth off. That's not proper pet behavior."
"I thought masters had slaves, not pets. You keep saying pet."
Jessica sighed and ran her hands through her hair in frustration. "Tiffany, explain. I'm going to go have a drink." She disappeared into the darkness.
"TaeTae, slaves aren't necessarily loved. But most people love their pets, don't they?" She giggled. "Jessica and I love you. You're our pet."
She stroked Taeyeon's hair softly.
"But for god's sake, you've got to learn how to behave!"
Out of nowhere, a was forced into Taeyeon's . She cried out in pain as Tiffany began to her with it. It was much larger than anything Taeyeon had ever taken before. It hurt so good. She began to get wet again and the rough pain turned to euphoria. She was once again on the path to sweet release that seemed so much sweeter now. She felt it building up inside of her, like a bomb waiting to go off. She moaned and moaned, and Tiffany ed her harder, and it all seemed good until she felt that horrible emptiness once more.
Being denied an was the worst feeling in the world to her. It was the feeling of being so close, so very close, and then just not getting there, but that times a thousand. Yet, somehow she liked it, because it meant that release was a much greater prize than it had been before. It wasn't just something that she could get easily; it was something she had to work for, and that made the prize even more worth it. It was like getting a participation award versus winning first place.
"Do it again," Taeyeon said between gasps.
Tiffany raised an eyebrow. "You really want me to do it again?"
"Yes."
"Well, you're not really supposed to be giving me orders. How about you give me a proper request."
Taeyeon swallowed her pride. "Please do it again, master."
Tiffany smiled. "That's more like it."
And Tiffany did it. Over and over and over. Even after Jessica returned, it continued on for hours. Finally, the two doms were starting to get tired (mainly Jessica, who needed at least some sleep to get through the next day).
"Should we give it to her?" Tiffany asked.
"Sure. Let's give it to her. Let's blow her mind."
Tiffany moved around the chair to Taeyeon's side. She began to suck on her right and tweak the other with her thumb and index finger. Meanwhile, Jessica secured a strap on around her waist and stepped up between Taeyeon's legs.
"M-master?" Taeyeon said hesistantly.
"Yes, pet?"
"Could you, um, take off your top? Please?" She used her head to motion towards the poor bikini top that was tasked with the job of holding back Jessica's ample boso
The first thing Taeyeon felt when she came to her senses was cold metal. She blinked several times before her eyes adjusted and she could see her surroundings.
"Oh, for Chrissakes, not again," she mumbled.
The room around her was dark; she couldn't see more than four feet in front of her. A bright light was directly over her, and when she looked up it almost blinded her. She was strapped to a chair that looked similar to one you would find in a gynecologist's office. Her wrists and ankles were strapped down and her legs had been spread apart. She was as as the day she was born save for a leather collar secured tightly around her neck. She jerked roughly against the restraints to no avail.
"Now, now, stop trying to resist it," a sultry voice said, echoing around the room. "You know you love being tied down."
Tiffany stepped out of the shadows, clad in leather pants, black combat boots, and a triangle bikini top that was barely managing to do its job. The waistband of her red thong peeked out from above her pants on her hips. She toyed with a small remote. Taeyeon looked at it curiously, and Tiffany grinned. She pressed one of the buttons, and an electric shock coursed through the bound girl's body. She screamed loudly in a mixture of pain and pleasure.
"Since you loved the electric torture so much last time, we got you a shock collar as a present. Do you like it?"
Taeyeon's breaths escaped in short gasps, her body flushing red in arousal.
"I'll take that as a yes."
As Tiffany walked closer, Taeyeon could see her face better, and she noticed the bright red lipstick she was wearing. Tiffany leaned down over the short girl and began to kiss and suck on her neck, leaving red stains all over her pale skin. Taeyeon arched her back, dying for more contact, but as soon as she did, Tiffany stopped and moved away.
She walked around between Taeyeon's spread legs and began to tease the sensitive skin of her lower stomach. Her fingers danced around the smooth expanse, dipping downwards to ghost across her mound before coming back up. She rubbed the inside of Taeyeon's thighs, getting dangerously close to her aching core before moving her hands away.
"Just ing touch me already!" Taeyeon cried.
Tiffany pressed the button on the remote, sending another shock to wrack her body.
"Be quiet. You're not the one making orders here."
Taeyeon whimpered.
Suddenly, the sound of clicking heels filled the air and Jessica stepped into the light. She was dressed similarly to Tiffany, save for wearing leather shorts instead of pants, and she wore knee-high boots with tall heels. Her bikini top was doing an even worse job of constraining her much larger s. The triangles just barely managed to cover her s. They bounced lightly with every step she shook, and Taeyeon was overwhelmed with the desire to rip off the bikini top and suck on them forever. She fought against her restraints again, earning her another shock from Tiffany.
"I thought I told you not to start without me," Jessica said coldly.
"Sorry, Princess," Tiffany purred. She walked over to Jessica and wrapped her arms around the older girl's waist. "I couldn't help myself. TaeTae just looked so adorable and I was dying to touch her."
Jessica kissed her, long and rough. She made sure that Taeyeon was watching as she started to grope Tiffany's through her tight pants, squeezing it with both hands. Tiffany caught on to what she was doing and her hands began to roam upwards towards her girlfriend's . She squeezed them, and Jessica moaned into her mouth.
Taeyeon watch the scene play out before in extreme desperation. She was absolutely throbbing at the sight, pulling against the restraints in an effort to reach out and touch her two girlfriends. Her hips bucked up in the air to meet nothing. No one was touching her, but she was so damn turned on that she was sure she would the moment someone laid a finger on her aching .
"Please..." she whimpered.
JeTi broke their kiss.
"Please what?" Jessica asked.
"Please... me..."
"I'm sorry, I didn't catch that. Louder, please."
" me."
"What?" Jessica cupped her ear. "I still can't quite make out what you're saying."
" ME! ! ME! ME UNTIL I CAN'T WALK! PLEASE!"
Taeyeon fought against the restraints like a wild animal. Every bone in her body was dying to get screwed.
Jessica grinned darkly. "That's a good girl."
She walked over to Taeyeon, swaying her hips proudly with every step. She positioned herself betwenn Taeyeon's legs and took a good look at her dripping core.
"Goddamn, Taengoo, you're this wet and we've barely touched you."
"Shut the up and stick your fingers inside me!"
Tiffany pressed the button on her remote, delivering another powerful electrical shock, but not powerful enough to take Taeyeon over the edge.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk," said Jessica. "You're an awful pet. So disobedient. Tiff and I really need to break you in. I thought you had learned you lesson last week, but it seems not."
Jessica slapped her , hard. Taeyeon hissed as she felt the shock of the smack send vibrations through her engorged . Her back arched and she grit her teeth.
"The first step to being a good pet is obedience. Do not speak unless spoken to. Behave. Act as commanded. From now on, you refer to Tiffany and I as your masters."
"Like hell I will!"
SLAP.
Taeyeon groaned as Jessica hit her once more.
"That is the kind of attitude that is only going to make you suffer more. You asked for this. You came to us," Jessica spat. "We agreed to 'help you out' with your problem. You wanted to get hurt. Well, we're going to hurt you, but we're going to do it our way. You have to learn how to play by the rules, Taeyeon. You have to be submissive. Can you do that? ][po'l;k
./If not, we'll end this right here and now."
She stood back and looked down at Taeyeon. The older girl quivered under her cold gaze.
"I... I think so," Taeyeon said quietly. "But you have to make me. That's your challenge. Make me submit to you. If you can do that, I'll belong to both of you forever."
Jessica smirked. "Alright. What do you say, Tiff?"
"I say challenged accepted, Jessi."
"Then let's get to work."
Jessica plunged her fingers into Taeyeon's opening without warning. She began to pump in and out at a ridiculously fast past. Taeyeon shut her eyes and gripped the armrests of the chair, screaming her lungs out. Her liquids were spilling out of her. Jessica felt her walls tightened around her fingers. She was close to release. Just as Taeyeon was almost at her limit, the fingers were gone. She opened her eyes, confused.
"What...?"
Jessica stood in front of her, her fingers clean. "'What' what?"
"You... You didn't finish."
" denial," Tiffany said. "It's the first part of your training."
"What? What kind of weird bull is that?! That's ing stupi- OW!"
Tiffany had stepped forward and slapped her across the face. "Do you ever shut up?"
"Maybe, maybe n- OW!"
Another slap.
"That was your cue to shut up."
"What part of 'don't speak unless spoken to' do you not understand?" Jessica asked, exasperated. Taeyeon was ruining her mood.
"You were speaking to me!" Taeyeon responded.
"You answer us when we give you a command or ask you a question, and the response is always respectful. We are in charge here, not you. You can't go around blabbing your mouth off. That's not proper pet behavior."
"I thought masters had slaves, not pets. You keep saying pet."
Jessica sighed and ran her hands through her hair in frustration. "Tiffany, explain. I'm going to go have a drink." She disappeared into the darkness.
"TaeTae, slaves aren't necessarily loved. But most people love their pets, don't they?" She giggled. "Jessica and I love you. You're our pet."
She stroked Taeyeon's hair softly.
"But for god's sake, you've got to learn how to behave!"
Out of nowhere, a was forced into Taeyeon's . She cried out in pain as Tiffany began to her with it. It was much larger than anything Taeyeon had ever taken before. It hurt so good. She began to get wet again and the rough pain turned to euphoria. She was once again on the path to sweet release that seemed so much sweeter now. She felt it building up inside of her, like a bomb waiting to go off. She moaned and moaned, and Tiffany ed her harder, and it all seemed good until she felt that horrible emptiness once more.
Being denied an was the worst feeling in the world to her. It was the feeling of being so close, so very close, and then just not getting there, but that times a thousand. Yet, somehow she liked it, because it meant that release was a much greater prize than it had been before. It wasn't just something that she could get easily; it was something she had to work for, and that made the prize even more worth it. It was like getting a participation award versus winning first place.
"Do it again," Taeyeon said between gasps.
Tiffany raised an eyebrow. "You really want me to do it again?"
"Yes."
"Well, you're not really supposed to be giving me orders. How about you give me a proper request."
Taeyeon swallowed her pride. "Please do it again, master."
Tiffany smiled. "That's more like it."
And Tiffany did it. Over and over and over. Even after Jessica returned, it continued on for hours. Finally, the two doms were starting to get tired (mainly Jessica, who needed at least some sleep to get through the next day).
"Should we give it to her?" Tiffany asked.
"Sure. Let's give it to her. Let's blow her mind."
Tiffany moved around the chair to Taeyeon's side. She began to suck on her right and tweak the other with her thumb and index finger. Meanwhile, Jessica secured a strap on around her waist and stepped up between Taeyeon's legs.
"M-master?" Taeyeon said hesistantly.
"Yes, pet?"
"Could you, um, take off your top? Please?" She used her head to motion towards the poor bikini top that was tasked with the job of holding back Jessica's ample boso
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