1. Stacy's Submission ~ Chapter 6


    Date: 2/12/2016, Categories: BDSM, Author: Aerith_Lives, Rating: 10, Source: LushStories

    Every breath seems gilded with stress as her body's energy focuses solely on her sweltering femininity. Every time Cara's fingers press into Stacy's juicy G-spot, she feels her belly and ass rumble with urgency. Their desperate squelches of deep pleasure signal her impending orgasm. Oh god! This is going to be so intense! Cara's fingers stop moving. Stacy can feel her aching pussy contracting tightly around them, mad for relief. She groans, trying to express how desperately she needs this to continue. "What? Hmm?" Cara asks, noticing the change in Stacy's body language. Stacy just whines, in heat and wiggles her pelvis to try and keep Cara's fingers moving inside her. "What makes you think you deserve an orgasm?" Cara asks, careful not to take her finger off Stacy's throbbing clit. Stacy is beyond the point of being able to form coherent sentences. She just manages to moan an adorable squeak of protest. "Becca is in chastity, Stacy. She doesn't get to have her pussy played with. She doesn't get to have an orgasm. Why do you deserve it more than she does? Hmm?" I don't. Becca deserves it more. Becca… Oh, Becca. I need you. I want you. Stacy wills herself to answer. She uses all of her energy and concentration to speak. "I wanted to give Becca an orgasm, but you wouldn't let me!" Cara's fingers bend rigidly inside Stacy's soaking sex. Ohh! My god! "Becca's orgasms, are not yours to give, or take," Cara informs. She slowly slides her fingers from Stacy's swollen cunt. No! No, ...
    Miss Cara, please! Cara brings her dripping hand up in front of their faces again. She doesn't move a muscle as she teases Stacy with her own naughty scent. Her delicious pussy is all either of them can smell. Stacy can feel herself begging the fingers to move back inside her. Her pussy aches and pleads for relief. Cara's other fingers remain on Stacy's clit, motionless. The anticipation of them moving, is almost torturous. "Please…" Stacy hears herself whisper. Cara lets out a tiny giggle of satisfaction. She speaks softly into Stacy's little ear. "If I make you cum, then I don't want you touching yourself again after this. Just for a little while, until I say otherwise. I need to know you can control yourself. And this is a great way to earn my trust," Cara says, almost smirking. She can't be serious. No. Why? Why would she want that? "Why?" Stacy mumbles, helplessly. She's almost on the verge of tears from her agonizing sexual denial. "I just told you dear. Willpower is an incredibly important attribute. I need to see how strong yours is. Can you do that for me?" Stacy can barely think as her pussy throbs wetly between her legs. The smell of her arousal wafts from Cara's hand into her nose. It pushes her over the edge. "Yes. Yes, I can," she whines. "Good girl," Cara purrs, darkly. She lowers her hand back down between Stacy's soft, pale legs. Oh yes! Please! Cara slowly begins stimulating Stacy's clit once more. It's already swollen to the point of bursting. Every little ...