1. More Froth


    Date: 9/16/2015, Categories: Reluctance, Author: bobbibangbang, Rating: 3, Source: LushStories

    sounds, a pot or bowl being filled a clatter of utensils, a sudden "Fuck, that's hot!" and more shuffling. Bobbi looked about wildly into the shadows, praying for an answer, an escape to present itself. Maybe the blindfold would have been better. The hints of things outside of her line of sight made her edgy. She shifted again and jolted in her seat when lightning flashed and boomed right in front of her, the windows rattling with concussion. A second flash and the girl with the ponytail stood in from of her, a silhouette holding two candles and a small bowl of water. Over one shoulder she noted a towel from her cabinet, light against the dark outline of her silk shirt. She hooked an end table with her toes and pulled in closer. She settled the bowl and candles on it. The work of two moments lit each candle and yellow flames danced on either side of the bowl. Light danced on the surface. She swung the small bag around and over her shoulder, dangling it to the floor with a dull thud. The girl crouched down and fished through the contents and pulled out several objects: a leather strap, a small bar of soap, a fluffy cloth , a canister of shaving cream and a straight razor. She arranged the items in orderly fashion on the end table, a surgeon laying out her instruments. She snicked the blade open and stropped it several times on the leather before setting it in place beside the bowl. "A good girl would promise not to dribble and drip all over the place, but I know you aren't a ...
    good girl." She knelt in front of Bobbi and with a tender touch eased her knees apart enough that she could edge between them. Bobbi watched as the girl unfurled the towel off her shoulder. Holding it by two corners, she reached under Bobbi and pushed along the sofa, forcing her to lift her hips. In one deft movement, half the towel under slid under her. In that same moment Bobbi thrilled and arched her back. A moan escaped her while she looked down at the ponytail, feeling hot lips and a tongue on her patch of brunette hair tasting her, licking her, breathing in her scent. "Mmmmm, maybe you are a good girl. You do smell good." "First, you're going to have to wash this, get it ready. I know, you're a little tied up right now. I can help. Here, hold this --" A silver chain cascaded from her hand and she pulled it out to it's full length between both. She leaned up towards Bobbi, one hand to either side of her neck. Bobbi shuffled forward, leaning as best she could to help. A sudden crack of thunder and lightning jagged past the window and Bobbi gave a small yelp of pain. Instead of reaching around behind Bobbi's neck, the girl had stopped as far as her chest and clamped little gator clips to each nipple. The silver chain hung in a long "U" to just above her navel. The girl smiled sweet and innocent up at the shock on Bobbi's face. "It fit's you perfectly. You'd swear it was made for you." she tugged gently on the chain and her captive moaned, writhing a bit. "Just right." She ...
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