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A Bunnie To Play With - Chapter 15 - Graduation

Date: 10/13/2015, Categories: BDSM, Author: ChrissieLecker, Rating: 10, Source: LushStories

Jolene urged. Monique wrung out my hair. “She’s…” My cheeks burned. “She’s finger-fucking me.” I closed my eyes again. A tear trickled down my cheek, a salty witness of pain, arousal and embarrassment all rolled into one. “I’ll have to protect your eyes so I can do your brows,” Monique told me, but I could hear excitement in her voice too. She coated the skin around them with something creamy and placed two cotton pads over them. I was bound and blind now, completely at their mercy. My pussy clenched again and prompted a pleased chuckle from Jolene. The burning pain on my pussy lip grew steadily, and fresh tears joined the first one, but my arousal followed right behind it. For a wicked, breathless second, I realized that she could be tattooing anything onto my pussy without me noticing, even her own name, and I could do nothing about it. My nipples answered the wave of helpless feelings by tightening into needle-sharp points. The smell of ammonia assaulted my nose. “She’s really getting off on it,” Monique observed, dabbing something into my hair. “She’s the most submissive girl I’ve ever met,” Jolene explained, and I was glad that they couldn’t see my eyes. She started to crook her finger inside me and prompted a deep moan from my lips. The buzzing stopped, and I breathed a sigh of relief as the feeling of being stabbed by cruel little needles left. Something wet coated my eyebrows and prickled on the skin. Then the buzzing started again. “I’ll now do the outline.” The ... clinical tone in Jolene’s voice was betrayed when her thumb brushed over my clit. My hips tried to jerk to meet it, but my bonds held me unmovable. “Owww!” I complained. This needle seemed to dig even deeper. My chest heaved. The pads over my eyes became soaked. Jolene’s thumb kept flicking my clit while she twisted her middle finger inside me. “Be quiet!” she hissed, and that short sentence pushed me right into that submissive cocoon. Warmth spread from my pussy all over my body. I whimpered, but I couldn’t say if from pain or pleasure. The buzzing stopped, and something cold and burning dabbed over the raw patch of skin. “There, all done,” Jolene declared. I heard the clinking of metal as she put the tattoo gun away and took a few deep breaths. The pain slowly ebbed, leaving behind a hot, burning, arousing sensation. “You can’t go to the ceremony this horny,” Jolene observed. She was right. It was one thing to show up like a character right out of a comic book. It was something else to smell like a whorehouse. She had a solution though. Two fingers pushed inside my pussy, and before I could think about it, she was finger-fucking me hard. Each thrust pushed a gasp from my chest and I felt my thighs start to tremble. My breath started to fly. “Come for us!” she urged from far away, and two sets of cool fingers - Monique’s fingers - pinched my nipples. Come I did; I came like a freight train, moaning and hissing and grunting, clenching my hands and curling my toes, straining in my ...