Can Only Take So Much…
People do a lot of different things to relax after a stressful day. Watch television, pick up a good book, sleep, play some simple games…sexually torment their incompetent henchmen.
Such was the case for a young lady by the name of Katja and her faithful servant, Hana. The diminutive qwaser of copper currently had said servant stripped bare, save for a blindfold and the various bindings that held Hana from the ceiling, upside down no less. Mere inches away stood Katja, clad in a much shorter dress than usual and lacking anything to cover her womanhood, smiling with a tad more than her usual amount of sadism as she hovered just out of reach of Hana's mouth. The bound high schooler was, according to her mistress, being punished for an apparent lack of endurance.
"Honestly," Katja began. "it's your own inability to get back up after I take your soma just once that keeps getting in the way. I need you to be ready sooner, and since this is the only way I can get my point across, then so be it."
Truth be told, this so called punishment was more for the qwaser's amusement than anything, but she might as well try and get something useful out of it. Katja then lowered herself ever so slightly so that her lower lips just brushed the tip of Hana's nose.
"Take a good whiff, slave. If I find your performance satisfactory, then I just might let you have what your pathetic little heart desires."
The high schooler had barely managed to intake the scent she treasured so greatly before her mistress pulled away. Upon hearing a disappointed whine, Katja's smile widened ever so slightly.
"I forbid you to orgasm for the next 15 minutes. Try your best to manage that, if you can. Now then, let's get started, shall we?"
The instant she finished talking, Katja immediately latched herself onto one of the high schooler's already erect nipples, a hand moving to seize the other breast in a firm grip. Hana's reaction was instant, her back arching as much as it could in her restraints and a barely muffled moan escaping her lips. The qwaser continued, swirling her tongue around the breast that had so often supplied her with ample soma, lightly biting on the nipple in her mouth whilst pinching the other between her fingers. The sound of fluid lightly pattering the floor told Katja that her servant was far more aroused by this mere act of foreplay than she should be. Sure enough, when she reached down with her free hand to inspect Hana's entrance, it quickly became drenched. The qwaser brought her hand back up and inspected the fuilds now running between her fingers.
"This wet already? We've barely even started." Katja sneered into her servant's breast.
"S-Sorry mistress. Your touch just feels so good…" Hana replied weakly.
"Flattery is no excuse for your lack of restraint. It's barely been a couple of minutes and you're already leaking like crazy. No matter, if you insist that I feel that good then I shall have to take this to the next step."
"H-Huh? What do you-"
Hana's question quickly became buried beneath a cry of shock and pleasure as something cold and metallic plunged into her womanhood. Katja couldn't help but giggle in excitement as her puppet Anastasia roughly thrust a finger in and out of her servant, tightening the restraints to a painful extent at the same time. Well, it would have been painful to anyone who wasn't already so used to such treatment that all it really did was turn them on even more. As such, the new feeling alongside her mistress's efforts was quickly overwhelming Hana, who now had to bite down hard enough to draw blood so her screams wouldn't get out.
"Well, slave? How do you like mama's touch alongside mine?" Katja inquired, roughly squeezing and massaging her servant's modest, but still very malleable chest.
The only sort of reply Hana was capable of giving were her muffled grunts and moans. The sensations running over and through her entire body were far too good to just ignore, but she had been tasked with holding out, even promised a reward she seldom was able to taste should she succeed. So as Katja and her puppet got rougher and faster with her, the high schooler did everything in her power to not give in, no matter how good this sweet torture felt. For a time, it started to look like Hana just might be able to hold out, having crossed the 10 minute mark not long ago. That was until Katja decided to have Anastasia whip the servant's breasts and hind quarters with her wires, adding yet another layer to the intense pleasure. At this, it became too much for poor Hana to handle, and moments later she let out a loud cry of ecstasy. Katja sighed as she and Anastasia removed themselves from the high schooler twitching from the aftershock of her release.
"What a shame." The qwaser said, disappoint in every word. "Here I was hoping you just might prove to be of greater use. Guess you won't be getting your reward after all, slave. You'll have to make due with just your imagination tonight."
After releasing the bonds holding up a still dazed Hana, Katja then made to leave, stopping momentarily at the door to inform her that in recognition of the servant's efforts, they would be trying this again the next evening. Now left alone to her thoughts as she lay against the cold floor, Hana steadily began to regain coherent thought. Letting out a sad groan at her failure to withstand her mistress's treatment, other occasions much like this started to pour into her mind. All the times Katja would bring her close to release, then leave her at the precipice for hours on end, all the shaming of her body in public, all the teasing and humiliation. Truth be told, Hana enjoyed much of the admittedly unhealthy level of abuse she took from the qwaser, she likely would not have lasted this long if she didn't. But throughout it all, there was a nagging in the back of her mind, a tiny flame deep within her that had been growing stronger and stronger with each sexual act they carried out. It went against her nature, it defied the behavior she had come to terms with, it was downright heresy to think such a thing, but there was no use denying this new desire burning within her.
The desire to make Katja into her slave.
It needn't happen more than once, it likely wouldn't be possible to do such a thing without serious repercussions from her mistress, and naturally, the rest of the world couldn't know. Jail did not sound appealing in the slightest. But the fact remained, Hana wanted to dominate her mistress, to make that adorable and sexual little gothic lolita scream in pleasure. Her mind was now made up. She would have to be quick, and strike when Katja had the least amount of potential to resist. In a contest of physical strength, without Anastasia at the qwaser's side, Hana was guaranteed victory. Picking herself up off the floor and heading to bed, the servant carefully formed her plan.
Katja would never forget what was to come, she'd make sure of that.
The next evening found the qwaser and her slave in a position similar to the one they had been in yesterday, with a few key differences. Hana had gone out of her way to avoid letting Katja get a chance to take any soma from her, resulting in the qwaser using her limited powers to form a phallus from copper to substitute for Anastasia. Once again, as they came within a few minutes of the 15 minute mark, Katja found her servant losing the struggle with her pleasure.
"Oh dear, looks to me like you'll be going another night without your mistress's warmth to comfort you. You really are hopeless, slave." The qwaser taunted.
For a moment, Hana seemed to be only capable of responding in loud moans, as should have been the case. Only, she suddenly began to break out in short bursts of… laughter? That can't be right. Katja was pushing all the right buttons, her servant should be nothing more than a mewling mess right now. Did the pleasure finally make her go completely insane?
"What are you laughing about, slave?" the qwaser demanded.
"Hehehehe…sorry mistress…but I can't help myself anymore…" came a cryptic reply.
Before Katja knew what was happening, she found herself hanging upside down with her hands and feet tied almost painfully tight. Hana stood looming over her, unbound and with a terrifying smirk on her face as she slowly reached up to her blindfold.
"I'm gonna get in so much trouble for this later, I know, mistress. But right now…"
The blindfold was quickly removed, revealing Hana's twitching, lust filled, predatory gaze.
"I'm going to devour you!"
Unsure whether to be furious, terrified, impressed, or some combination of the three, Katja could only watch in suspense as her slave defied their station and hungrily lick up and down her tender young thighs. Against her wishes, the qwaser shivered from the sensation, feeling Hana's excess salivation run down her leg and towards her womanhood.
"S-Stop this at once, slave!" Katja stammered out, desperately trying to wriggle out of her bonds.
Her struggling was met with a sudden strong grip on the back of her head.
"No, I've been waiting so long for this. I won't let you deny me this a second longer. So if you're going to run your mouth, put it to better use!" Hana declared.
No sooner had she spoken than Katja found her face shoved into the high schooler's dripping core. Hana released a long suppressed moan at the contact, practically never getting to feel the heavenly touch of her mistress's lips anywhere but her breasts until now. Spurred on by her newfound satisfaction of being the one in charge, she then ripped off the qwaser's dress, exposing her budding breasts. Much to her joy, the younger girl's nipples were noticeably erect, a sign that Hana's efforts were well received no matter what her mistress said. Katja, meanwhile, desperately tried to remove her face from the confines of the high schooler's snatch, only managing to get much needed air once the hand on her head retreated…only to reappear alongside its counterpart on her small bosom. The qwaser found herself gasping in barely contained arousal despite her rage at the contact, as Hana began groping and squeezing to her heart's content, squealing in delight the whole time.
"Such pretty little breasts! I'm sure you'll grow into an even more beautiful woman when you're older, mistress! But for now, I'll enjoy your perfect and petite body as it is." The high schooler cooed, pinching the tiny nipples in her grasp.
Katja had just enough time to let out another moan before she was once again forced to eat out her slave, this time wedged soundly between strong thighs to prevent escape. Relishing the newfound freedom to touch what was once forbidden to her, Hana nearly forgot that there were still other places for her to attend to. Such as the surprisingly plump rear end of her young mistress, the cheeks possibly round and shapely enough to rival that of the high schooler's breasts. Leaving aside the budding mounds for now, Hana grasped the supple rear end hanging just past her ultimate goal, squeezing the soft flesh with all her might. A surprised moan into her snatch was her response, encouraging her to grope further, to keep going until Katja's shapely butt was raw, giving it a few solid spanks for good measure. But as she continued to fondle her mistress, Hana felt the attention to her lower lips steadily begin to lessen. Annoyed, the high schooler released the grip of her thighs on Katja's head, allowing her to see the qwaser's dazed and half-conscious expression, with the added bonus of being drenched in her juices. Confusion soon gave way to realization.
"Ah, silly me, I forgot. You're not used to being in such a position for so long, mistress. Oh, and it looks like I might have nearly drowned you in my excitement. Sorry, but I'm just having such a good time. But I can't have you falling unconscious on me just yet. Not until I've finished violating you through and through."
Getting the half-conscious qwaser down from her hanging position, but leaving her limbs tied, Hana sat down beside her panting mistress. Katja, her mind a mess from the blood rushing to her head and the liquid arousal overloading her senses, felt herself be pulled flush against her slave, more developed breasts pressing into her back as her legs were picked up. A sudden tingling of cold metal against her back door brought her back to her senses, and looking down the qwaser found herself staring at the copper phallus she had previously been using to punish the high schooler preparing to enter her. Too struck with horror to form anything coherent, Katja had barely stuttered out a single "no" before the phallus was roughly plunged into her backside. Hana felt another wave of release course through her at hearing her mistress scream from the intrusion, just before she started to violently thrust it in and out. Soon enough, Katja's cries of protest turned into pleasured mewls, and before long the qwaser looked just as aroused as her slave. A few minutes of thrusting later, and Hana decided it was time to finish this.
"I've saved the most important part for last. Time for me to take you to paradise, mistress."
Tongue hanging out, eyes clouded with lust, Katja had long since given up protesting after the constant assault had forced too many climaxes to count. So when Hana flipped her onto her back and spread her lower lips, all the qwaser did was pant with anticipation. Gleefully, Hana dove straight into the younger girl's core, a pair of fingers thrusting in along with her tongue, while her other hand once again thrust the copper phallus into her mistress's other hole. The look of sheer bliss on Katja's face as she was violated filled the high schooler with the satisfaction she had craved for so long. Oh, she was surely going to be punished harshly the moment Katja regained her senses, but that wasn't likely to happen for a good deal of time. So, for as long as it was to last…
Hana would enjoy her long overdue revenge.