“What were you two girls doing?” Mistress demands, in her usual, chilling tone. Ashley feels herself panic. She instinctively tries to close her legs and look presentable, but her ankles remain securely fastened to Tessa’s wrists. Her engorged pussy overflows with juices. She can feel them dripping out of her throbbing, swollen cunt and running over her clenched asshole. The feeling sends shivers of pleasure through her whole body. Each chill reeks of embarrassment. How? Why did I let this happen? Again! I have to learn to control myself better. Or I’ll always be getting myself into more fucking trouble! I just want to be near her… I just want to talk to her… touch her. Ashley grabs Tessa’s feet and squeezes them tightly, hoping for her attention. Tessa drops her head and looks down her body at Ashley, who’s helpless between her legs. They stare into each other’s eyes as Ashley tries to ask Tessa if things will be alright. Tessa nods just slightly, causing a smile to grow across both of their little lips. Mistress kicks their cage with her thick, black high-heel. They jolt to attention. “What were you two girls fucking doing?” Mistress repeats, in a calm, sinister tone. Ashley can feel the familiar feeling of fear grow in her belly that Mistress always seems to cause. She tries to breathe deeply and think of her answer, but the taste of Tessa’s perfect vagina still lingers on her tongue. Ashley feels dizzy as she lies on her back, in her cage, in this dungeon. The last 5 days have changed her life. She doesn’t even know how to define herself anymore. Everyday, she’s discovering a part of herself she didn’t know existed. Ashley hears Tessa squeak a response above her. “Mistress, we were… It was my fault. I made her touch me. It’s my fault.” Ashley feels shame flow into her face. The feeling, only slightly overshadowed by her fear of Mistress’ wrath. How can she? She can’t… I can’t let her take the blame for me… Tessa… please… Mistress walks around to Ashley’s side of the cage. Every time a heel clacks on the concrete floor Ashley’s heart skips a beat. The slave crawls alongside Mistress. The girl has a metal ring in her mouth, keeping her jaw open. It’s strapped tightly around the back of her head, so she can’t push it out with her tongue, which hangs slightly over the bottom of the ring. Mistress kneels down next to Ashley, “Is that true slut?” Ashley feels a million thoughts and emotions race through her mind and body. Tessa’s tiny feet are still clenched tightly in Ashley’s hands. She can feel the soft material of Tessa’s lacy socks against her fingers. “No Mistress. Not completely… I made her touch me. I convinced her. I started it. She told me not to, because you made it clear we weren’t to do anything. almanbahis Punish me, not her.” As the words come out of her mouth, Ashley feels helpless; motivated by a mysterious force into protecting Tessa. An amused look dances across Mistress’ face. “Oh? Touch? Hmm? What do you mean by touch?” Mistress demands, almost teasingly. Ashley can feel her confidence shaking. Regretting her decision to face Mistress. “I… I… licked…” “You licked her cunt?” Mistress asks. “Y… Yes,” Ashley responds, terrified. “Did you put your tongue inside her? Right there?” Mistress teases, pointing at Tessa’s obviously wet hole. “Yes, Mistress.” Ashley looks around frantically. The slave is rubbing her pussy vigorously as she watches. Even with the gag in her mouth, Ashley can tell she’s got a perverted smile on her face. “Did you suck on her clit and lap up her greedy juices? Hmm?” Mistress insists. “Yes, Mistress. I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have,” Ashley offers, almost begging. “Is your mouth covered in her pussy?” Mistress inquires, harshly. Before Ashley can answer, Mistress pulls on the slave’s collar, tugging her forward. “Slave, tell me what that slut’s face tastes like.” The slave crawls towards Ashley’s head and places her face hungrily between the bars of the cage. Her wide open mouth drools into Ashley’s as the slave extends her tongue through the metal ring. Ashley feels the girl’s saliva fall onto her lips as the slave licks the sides of her mouth. Mistress gently pulls on Ashley’s hair to get her attention. “Mouth open, slut. Tongue out. Taste it, slave.” Ashley reluctantly presents her tongue to the slave. Who moans with delight as she puts her mouth against Ashley’s. Ashley feels the slave’s tongue sliding greedily all over hers. She closes her eyes tightly waiting for it to end. Tessa squeezes Ashley’s feet gently, attempting to comfort her. Feeling Tessa’s tiny hands around her toes makes Ashley want to smile. She isn’t alone. Mistress pulls firmly on the slave’s leash, applying pressure against the girl’s neck. The slave gags slightly as she recoils out of the cage. “Well slave? Hmm? Does she taste like cunt?” Mistress asks, holding the girl tightly by the leash. The slave nods in confirmation. “Well then, it seems you were being honest with me, weren’t you slut?” Mistress asks, looking at Ashley with her piercing blue eyes. At this point, Ashley feels helpless. She feels like a true submissive under threat of Mistress’ will. She nods to the strong, dominant woman above her. “That’s a very good girl. I like when you are honest girls.” Mistress smirks as she walks to the other side of the cage. She inspects the metal plugs in her hand. With a slight grin, she places one through the gag in the slave’s mouth. almanbahis yeni giriş The other is placed in Tessa’s mouth. “Keep those in your dirty holes until I take them out.” Mistress presses two fingers against Ashley’s exposed clit. Of fuck! A jolt of pleasurable lighting erupts from her cunt. This whole time, trembling with fear, Ashley is only now aware of how wet her pussy is. Suddenly, she remembers why she is in this cage in the first place. Because she is somehow drawn to this. Some part of her needs to be here. Some part of her needs to be restrained, played with and tortured. She’s tried to argue against that fact as much as she wants, but she can’t ignore it right now. Because, right now, she would do anything to have Mistress finger-fuck her into orgasm. Ashley is completely unaware that she’s now moaning loudly. Mistress smiles, delighted by this while she runs her slender fingers up and down Ashley’s wet slit. “However, I can’t reward girls who disobey me. That’s just not how it works here.” Ashley’s eyes open as she realizes the situation she’s now in. Mistress walks the slave to the middle of the room. There is a metal bar standing horizontally a few feet above the ground. It’s anchored to the floor by supports on each side. Mistress directs the slave to crawl underneath it. “Sit,” Mistress demands. The slave-girl sits obediently, placing her hands neatly behind her back. The steel plug still sticking out of her mouth through the ring-gag. Mistress walks back to Tessa and Ashley’s cage. Ashley feels her cold body shiver and her warm cunt become tense. Mistress detaches Ashley’s restraints from Tessa’s ankles and wrists. She opens the cage up slowly, then grips the left side of Ashley’s labia tightly between her thumb and finger. Ashley feels tingles of discomfort immediately. “Get out of the cage slut,” Mistress orders, calmly to Ashley. Ashley tries to wiggle out from underneath Tessa, but doesn’t have any luck. Mistress impatiently begins to pull on Ashley’s delicate folds. Ashley’s eyes widen with urgency. She bites her lip to dull the pain coming from her Mistress’ clasp. Ashley manages to slide her pink, socked feet out the cage door. Her eyes meet Tessa’s from underneath. Even though she is being released from her confinement, there is something so awful about leaving the cage. Being confined so tightly, and physically attached to this soft, adorable girl, fills Ashley’s heart with a bliss she’s never known. Mistress tugs Ashley’s sensitive, engorged labia again. She winces in discomfort as she squeezes through the little doorway. Ashley instinctively gets onto her knees. She bows her head to the floor, afraid of showing any signs of further resistance to Mistress. almanbahis giriş She then folds her arms behind her back, trying to mimic the slave-girl. Mistress bends down to Ashley’s face and places her fingers between Ashley’s thighs. She begins sliding her fingers back and forth over Ashley’s swollen slit. Ashley feels her juices leaking out from between her legs. It’s a naughty, embarrassing, helpless feeling and it causes her nipples to harden. “Tongue out,” Mistress says, almost mundanely. Mistress rolls her fingers over Ashley’s messy, little cunt as she watches her submissive follow her instructions. “I see you are trying to make up for your mistakes, hmm?” Ashley tries to speak, but before she can, Mistress’ fingers invade her mouth. Ashley is overwhelmed by the potent flavour of her own desperate cunt. Mistress clearly doesn’t care what Ashley has to say at the moment. “Unfortunately, you have a long way to go, you bad, little girl,” Mistress moans, enjoying herself as she fills Ashley’s throat with her sticky fingers. Ashley finds herself licking Mistress’ fingers hungrily. Trying to clean every little drop of her greedy pussy from the hand that’s gagging her. “Up!” Mistress screeches. Her hand leaves Ashley’s mouth and grabs her by the hair, helping her to her feet. As she stands Ashley up, she looks down at the caged Tessa. “Keep that plug in your filthy fucking mouth,” Mistress barks as she guides Ashley towards the bar in the middle of the room. As Ashley gets closer, she notices metal rings on the floor, bolted down securely. The same as those used to secure her to the floor a couple of days ago. “Bend over slut.” Mistress’ command scares and confuses Ashley. Bend over? Where? Over the bar? Ashley slowly bends forward over the waist-high bar. She tries to keep her hands behind her back as she balances her stomach against the bar. Ashley sees the slave down below her. Drool from her gagged mouth has trickled its way down her body and onto her pussy. The slave keeps one hand behind her back as she slathers the fingers on her other hand with the drool. She begins to wiggle her wet fingers through the lips of her cunt. Soon they begin to frantically plunge inside her. The pleasure causes her to drool even more as she gags on the plug pressing at the back of her throat. Mistress places a small lock on Ashley’s wrists, permanently keeping them secure, behind her back. All of a sudden, Ashley can feel herself falling, slipping deeper outside of comfort. Her nerves start to become edgy and she feels her heart pounding against her ribs. Mistress spreads Ashley’s legs apart, forcing her belly down onto the bar. Mistress locks Ashley’s ankle restraints to the rings on the floor. Ashley tries to regain her normal, easy stance, but can’t budge. Feeling the resistance causes her breathing to become shallow and moisture to drip from her cunt. Mistress latches a leash to Ashley’s collar and pulls her head forward and towards the floor.