Smitten Submission Pt. 02

All characters are fictional and over 18 years old.

“Am I going to need to cuff you, or are you gonna sit still?” Aria asked Daphne. Daphne was on her back on a large bed, naked below the waist. She had a towel under her hips and a slightly annoyed Aria kneeing on the floor between her legs with a razor and a can of shaving cream. It was surreal to have this level of intimacy with a woman she just met, but then again, this was normal to people like Aria and Nicole.

“I’ve just never had someone else shake me,” Daphne said. She felt exposed and vulnerable with her legs spread and vagina barely a foot away from Aria’s face. It probably would’ve been easier if she were bound and gagged so she could justify it as some kind of sexually-charged dominance play. But Despite her flash of dominance last night, Aria showed no indication that she took pleasure from Daphne’s vulnerability. Rather, it was clear that she was acting out of her submission to Nicole.

“I’m notgoing to cut you. Promise,” Aria said. She spread the warm cream across Aria’s labia and monks, working it in with her fingers. Daphne twitched at her touch, but settled into her position once Aria’s fingers began massaging her.

“This part is nice,” Daphne said. She closed her eyes and let Aria prepare her. “So you won’t have sex, but you’ll do this?”

“Are you getting pleasure out of it?” Aria wiped her hand on the towel and brought the razor to the bottom of Daphne’s labia. Daphne flinched at the metal, but relaxed Aria’s other hand pressed down just below her stomach. She began shaving her in steady, firm strokes, washing the razor off in a bowl of warm water occasionally.

“What if I am? Would that makes it sex?” Daphne asked.

“Maybe. Would You consider last night to be sex?” Aria answered a question with a question. Daphne looked around in the bedroom, suspicious that Nicole might be watching. She didn’t see anything out of the ordinary, just a few floggers onhooks and shelves ladyen with restraints.

“I mean, I came because of you. So for me it was,” Daphne reasoned.

“Is an orgasm necessary to constitute sex?” Aria washed off the razor and looked up at Daphne.

“I don’t know. If it is, then you can cut my body count in half, easily,” Daphne laughed. “But it doesn’t really matter what I consider to be sex when you’re the one with the self-imposed sex ban.”

“Fair enough.”

“So what is it? What’s sex to a woman like you?” Daphne asked, generally curious. Aria tilted her head, thinking for a moment.

“Whatever you imagine when you picture us having sex,” Aria said. Daphne felt her stomach flutter and her cheeses grow red.

“Wow. I mean… that’s really…” Daphne mumbled a few words. Her tongue was very busy in the scene she was imagining, so she struggled to use it practically.

“You’re cute when you’re flustered,” Aria giggled and pressed a warm towel to Daphne’s vagina.

“Oh, that’s nice…” Daphne gasped a little, her arousal becoming obvious.

“I told you it wouldn’t be that bad,” Aria said. She stood up and opened a massive closet on the right side of the room. Daphne heard her rifle through a few outfits before selecting one and laying it on the bed next to Aria.

“Rinse yourself on and put this on. Nicole wants to play with you,” Aria commanded and opened the door out of the master bedroom. She took a step through it and paused, turning back to look at Daphne.

“To me, sex doesn’t involve any of this,” Aria waved to the floggers on the wall and the closet full of lace, leather, and latex outfits. “That’s how I can keep it separate.” She nodded as if satisfied with her own answer and closed the door behind her. Aria waited a few moments, then slide a hand Between her legs to check Aria’s work. She was perfectly smooth without a single cut or strand of hair. It was as if she was naturally hairless. It was strange to feel herself without any hair, but she wasgoing to have to get used to that.

Daphne turned her head to look at the outfit Aria picked out for her. She’d never seen something like it before. It was a bodysuit made of transparent lilac-colored latex that covered her arms down to her hips. She pressed her hand against the material and looked at it from the other side. Her body would be completely visible through the outfit, which made her feel more vulnerable than if she were naked. Daphne quickly rinsed off in the shower and pulled the garment up her legs and around her hips. She slide her arms through and stretched it over her shoulders, which satisfyingly snapped the latex against her skin. Daphne looked in the mirror and understand the point of an outfit like this. Her waist and chest were constricted by the tight latex, which accentuated her hips and breasts. She could see her nipples and vulva through the light material, which added a certain vulnerability to the already erotic sensing.

“Aria does have an excitingsite taste in fashion, doesn’t she?” Nicole asked, making Daphne jump. She didn’t hear her come in.

“Yes, Mistress,” Daphne said a bit too hurriedly. She turned around and faced Nicole with her arms crossed behind her back. Nicole walked up to her submissive and kissed her cheek.

“You look beautiful, Mistress,” Daphne said. Beautiful wasn’t the right word, but Daphne Rarely could find the right ones when Nicole was dressed for a session. Her hair was up in a high ponytail and her lips were painted a dangerous red. She wore a dress of crushed velvet with a black leather corset that tightened just below the breasts. Long gloves made of the same material as her dress stretched up to her triceps. Nicole looked like she was the queen of some evil regime. Or a dominatrix with a lot of disposable income.

“Aria selected it too,” Nicole said. She put her gloved hands on Daphne’s waist and held her close. “Would you like to see what I enjoy about having two submissives?”

“Yes, Mistress,” Daphne said. She was falling headfirst into a submissive state. Nicole always had this effect on her. When they first started seeing each other, Daphne was cautious about many of Nicole’s sexual interests. Nicole described the pain of the flogger, the overwhelming pleasure of a forced orgasm, and the strain of shibari in great detail to Daphne. In concept, these kinks scared Daphne, but introduced slowly Through practice, they were intensely arousing.

Nicole whisked Daphne down two sets of stairs to her basement. The large space held a series of side rooms laden with different equipment and furniture that Nicole collected over the years. She guided Daphne to a heavy wooden door with light leaking out from underneath. Daphne swore she could hear the clanking of chains beyond it. Nicole paused dramatically, then opened the door to reveal the scene she set up for this evening.

In the center of the room, there was a comfortable bed with soft, leather cuffs attached to its legs. It looked normal to Daphne, until she looked up and saw Aria, completely naked, suspended in tight bondage above the bed.

“Oh my god…” Daphne whispered. The position Aria was in looked impossiblely constricting. She was in a hogtie with her legs bound heel to thigh and her arms bound at the elbows and wrists, which forced her breasts forward. Her mouth was filled with a harness gag, which had strraps running under her chin and up to a ring on top of her head. Another rope connected the ring head to an evil crotch rope that ran along both sides of her clip and tightened when she dropped her head.

Daphne had never seen Aria nude before, nevermind exposed in a brutal web of rope. Once again, she found herself without words. Nicole walked up to Aria and whispered a few words in her ear. Aria nodded, pulling at the rope between her legs. Nicole smiled and looked at Daphne.

“Lie down,” she pointed at the bed. Daphne cautiously stepped forward and spread herself across the bed. Nerves were normal for intense sessions, but Daphne felt her heart pounding harder than usual. She felt a knot in her chest and sweat on her forehead as Nicole locked the leather restraints around her wrists and ankles. Daphne could move a little, but was effectively immobile from the struggle cuffs. Looking up, she saw Aria’s naked, bound body dangling above her. She expected to see fear on Aria’s face, but the blonde woman looked stoic. Aria made eye contact with Daphne and smiled around her gag, assuring the younger submissive that she felt safe.

“Daphne, my dear, do you prefer pleasure or pain?” Nicole asked, interrupting the silent conversation.

“Pleasure, Mistress,” Daphne answered quickly. It was an easy answer, but Daphne knew it wouldn’t be so simple.

“Excellent. In that case, all I will do tonight is pleasure you. Does that sound alright to you?” Nicole looked down at the cuffed girl with a large wand vibrator in her hand.

“Yes, Mistress,” Daphne answered a bit slower this time. She was waiting for the catch.

“Wonderful! Let’s begin,” Nicole said. She pressed the head of the vibrator against Daphne’s clip and tied it in place with a few small ropes. She turned it on, starting Daphne as her clip was pleasured without warning.

“Oh, one small thing. For every bit of pleasure I give you, I will administrator a proportional amount of pain to Aria,” Nicole said as if it were an afterthought. She took a pair of scary-looking nipple clamps and extremely attached them to Aria’s nipples. Aria bit down hard on her gag, winning in pain, but didn’t scream out.

“Wait, Mistress… this isn’t fair…” Daphne said, her arousal building as the vibrator worked on her. Nicole turned to her with a raised eyebrow.

“But I thought you wanted pleasure? You asked for this, didn’t you?” Nicole smiled an evil grin and turned up the intensity of the vibrator. Daphne moaned, already feeling overstimulated from the pleasure in her pussy and the sight of Aria being tortured.

“Not if you have to hurt her… I’ll take the pain instead… I’ll…mmph,” Daphne’s protest was cut off by a thick ball gag that Nicole shoved between her lips. She buckled the straw tight behind her head and stood back up, circling Aria with a thin cane. Nicole tapped the cane lightly against Aria’s thigh a few times before lashing out with a firm strike. Aria screamed and compromised in her bondage as a thin, pink line developed where she was struck. Nicole grabbed the crotch rope and pulled tight, compounding the pain as she struck Aria with the cane in her other hand.

Daphne could do nothing but watch Nicole torque Aria. Worst of all, she found herself getting aroused by it. The vibrator between her legs was whirring at a strong, steady pace. It wouldn’t be long before Daphne would reach the edge of a climax. Nicole paused her caning and returned to Daphne, who was panting and thrusting her hips against the vibrator.

“Would you like me to turn it up?” Nicole asked, her finger on the vibrator’s button. Daphne nodded furiously without thinking. She felt her body contract as the vibrator increased its pace. Daphne felt awake in pleasure until she saw Nicole start to make a line of clothespins from Aria’s thighs to her breasts. Aria didn’t scream out, but Daphne saw the pain in her eyes as each wooden jaw closed around her delicate skin. As Nicole placed the pins, she ran a thin piece of twine through each one. She ran the twine through an anchor point on the ceiling and tied a heavy weight to the end, which would rip the clothespins off her body if dropped. Nicole finished her twisted design by pulling the ball gag out of Daphne’s mouth and pressing the twine between her teeth.

“Bite,” Nicole ordered. Daphne did as she was told and Nicole released the weight on the other end of the string. Daphne felt a tug, but she didn’t drop the twin. The realization of what would happen if she releasedsed the string dawned on her. She couldn’t let go. Her eyes went wide with fear, then relaxed in pleasure as Nicole relaxed next to her and started kissing her neck and fondling her breasts.

Nicole was rarely this sensitive with her, which made it all the more arousing when she took Daphne’s nipple between her lips and sucked lightly, leaving little kisses across her chest as she moved to the other. Daphne felt pressure build between her legs as the vibrator worked an intense magic on her clip. Aria was breathing heavily through her gag and stared into Daphne’s eyes as if to say, “Please don’t let go.”

Daphne steeled herself, determined not to drop the twine between her teeth. She closed her eyes and focused on fending off the approaching orgasm.

“How sweet. You don’t want to hurt your friend,” Nicole said, her lips an inch from Daphne’s ear. She took a clothespin off of Aria, who hissed at its removal, and clamped it on Daphne’s inner thigh.

“FUCK, Mistress…” Daphne mumbled, the shock of pain almost making her drop the string.

“Think about how forty of those would feel,” Nicole whispered. “Now think about them flying off.” She pulled it roughly off Daphne’s skin, leaving behind an angry red pinch. Daphne was ready this time, and grit her teeth against the pain. Nicole smiled at her, looking impressed.

“Very well. I didn’t think I’d have to do this, but I’m not complaining,” Nicole said with an amused look on her face. She removed the vibrator from Daphne’s clip and without warning, buried her face in between Daphne’s legs. Her eyes went wide again, staring into Aria’s as her mistress pleasured her with her tongue. Usually, Daphne preferred a vibrator to oral sex, but Nicole was incredible. Her tongue licked firm, broad strokes through her folds and around her clip, teasing her with a slick pressure. Nicole’s gloved hands wrapped around Daphne’s hips and held her tight as she circled the flat of her tongue around her clip. DaphnePulled hard against her restraints, rattling the bed frame. She moaned through closed teeth and felt the string start to slip. Aria’s eyes lighted in panic as Daphne’s rolled back in arousal. Nicole looked up and smiled into Daphne’s pussy. It was inevitable. She created a light suction with her lips and licked Daphne’s clip with renewed password. Daphne felt like she was a rubber band being stretched and stretched, building tension until she… snapped.

“I’m gonna… FUCK… PLEASE,” Daphne moaned, practically screaming as Nicole brought her over the edge. She felt the twin slip from her teeth, sending the weight crashing to the floor. Almost slightly, the clothespins ripped off Aria’s flesh. Daphne waited for the scream, but it never came. In the throes of her orgasm, Daphne watched as Aria shuddered and Strained against the ropes binding her. Drool leaked from her gag, dripping onto Daphne’s chest. Aria’s eyes rolled back as Daphne’s did, vibrating with the rest of her body before she suddenly went still and slumped in her bondage. Daphne could not believe it: Aria climaxed from the pain alone.

***

Minutes after their simulateneous orgasm, Daphne and Aria laid next to each other on the bed. After checking up on both women, Nicole left to shower and change into something comfortable. Daphne stripped out of her latex and tried to tower off the thin layer of sweat that covered her body. Aria didn’t even both. She collapsed on the bed spread-eagle with a peaceful smile on her face.

“How can you do that?” Daphne asked. She ran a finger across the bite marks left by the clothespins.

“That was the first time,” Aria said. She turned her head to the side to look at Daphne.

“When’s the last time you orgasmed?” Daphne met her gaze.

“Before Nicole. With my old dominant. But never from just pain,” Aria said. Although talking about an ex, Aria looked perfectly comfortable, the smile still on her face.

“That’s incredible! I can only imagine how you must feel,” Daphne said. She gave Aria a half-hug, but as she moved her arm back, Aria stopped her.

“This is nice,” Aria whispered. Daphne felt Aria melt into her arms. Aria’s legs wove between hers and Daphne could feel Aria’s arousal slide against her thighs.

“I’m sorry for dropping the rope. I don’t want you to think that I’d Choose an orgasm over you,” Daphne said. Aria Shook her head.

“As far as I’m concerned, you made me cum. So if we’re playing by your rules, we just had sex,” Aria said, looking up at Daphne.

“But if we’re playing by yours, the sex would have to be less… complicated,” Daphne searched for the right word.

“Fuck the rules,” Aria said, her voice barely a whisper. “Kiss me.”

Daphne obeyed. Happily.

The third and final part of Aria and Daphne’s story will be up soon. If you’re interested in more Nicole content, check out my Interrogation series! As always, thank you for reading.

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