Chapter One
Warning: English is not my primary language, so beware of possible (probable) grammar mistakes.
Inspired by Sayasuki's Doujinshi "M M Erotic"
There were many people surrounding me, snickering.
Where was I?
That voice...
"Are you awake Homura?"
The initial confusion subsided as I slowly started to gain both consciousness and curiosity.
What was going on?
I wasn't scared at all, despite the weirdness of the situation.
I was blind.
Blindfolded to be exact.
My wrists were tied together behind my back, while I was kneeling on the ground.
I was wearing my usual uniform.
"I knew you would have liked it, Homura."
By the tone of her voice she was smiling, mocking me in her soft and sweet way I liked so much, while people kept whispering in familiar voices.
Madoka's foot softly touched my left leg.
I started twitching, as a strong stream of electricity climbed my spine.
"People are more sensitive while blindfolded, right?"
Her toes were rubbing my thigh, slowly climbing towards my belly.
I didn't answer.
"Homura?"
"Ehm-mm-yeah, no, I don't like it" I answered, as the snickering around me became laughing.
"Homura, I want to feel the touch of your hair."
She seemed so innocent and pure.
"I want to step on your head, Homura."
I wanted it too.
My body was shaking in expectation.
"If that's what you want."
"Is it really ok?"
I stopped talking and lowered my back until my forehead touched the smooth ground.
Did she actually do it? What a weirdo!
I heard them clearly.
I didn't care.
Her foot finally touched the back of my head, the voices where no more.
My heart was pumping faster and stronger, humming inside my head and muffling every other sound.
I was melting.
"I'm so jealous of your hair, it's so silky"
I felt my lower body moving in frustration, the urge almost unbearable.
"Do you want to touch yourself? You didn't stop moaning since I started stepping on you, you're so easy to understand, Homura."
How didn't I notice? I was losing control of my body.
I wanted it so bad it almost hurt.
But how could I?
As I touched my back, looking for a way to satisfy my need, I grasped my slip, and pulled.
"You are a sharp girl Homura, I knew you could get it."
I was doing something so shameful, in front of my friends and Madoka.
And I wasn't stopping.
"So you couldn't control yourself anymore? Why is it? Are you horny?"
"Yes."
I was so embarrassed, my face red from both shame and excitement.
The humming slowly got higher in pitch, becoming a steady hiss.
"Come on, face up, I want to give you a reward!"
I turned around quickly, and waited for my prize while still using my underwear to quiet my frustration.
I couldn't hear the voices anymore.
My moans were the only sound in this weird space.
After a minute of painful pleasure, Madoka finally revealed my reward.
With her big toe she moved the blindfold from my right eye, and let me see the lack of panties under her skirt.
I was so embarrassed.
She had a wonderful look on her face, she was making me feel the most important person in the entire world, by stepping on my head.
I was so freaking embarrassed.
But the thought quickly dropped from my mind, leaving a blank space I was filling with ecstasy.
"You see Homura, I also feel really good while stepping on you. That's why i'm so happy."
I started moving my hands harder and harder as the words flowed from her mouth.
Her thing was covered in clear lubricant, her clitoris swollen over her beautiful lips.
"You know Homura, I kinda want to see you cum."
She finally would have let me climax over this incredibly frustrating situation.
I couldn't understand.
"Really? Can I cum?"
"Of course you can, but that's only if you can describe your situation very clearly."
If that's the deal, I was definitely in.
I started talking: "I, Homura Akemi.."
"You're doing well, go on!" Her amused voice being the only thing I needed.
".. I, Homura Akemi, am being stepped on the forehead by Madoka Kaname," and I weirdly feel home "my panties are biting into my pussy" i'm so ashamed "and I am going
to orgasm."
Madoka quickly reviewed my performance: "Very good, one more time now, please."
How could I resist.
"I, Homura Akemi, am being stepped on the head by my best friend, " I love her "my hands are tied behind my back, and I'm masturbating by making my panties bite into
my pussy," quicker, quicker "and I'm going to cum."
I heard the girls snickering at my shameless and pervert display of affection.
No words now, just a little movement of her foot.
"I, " I'm going to come "Homura Akemi, am being stepped " I'm coming "on the head by the girl I love, and I'm..."
I suddenly stopped describing, my throat way too busy to continue.
All that came out of my mouth was a long howl, high and low and high again, multiple waves of prolonged pleasure shaking my body, every nerve and every cell screaming, asking for more and more of that impossible sensation.
"Woah Homura, you came really hard! But you haven't had enough yet, right?"
I wasn't capable to answer in time: Madoka took my ankles and put my legs behind my head.
My private parts were completely exposed, my whole body under her control.
"I'm gonna make you cum so much more than that, Homura."
Hi! Thanks for reading my fanfiction, hope you enjoyed!
I basically turned the original doujin into a writing, I really enjoyed the theme and the anxiety in the whole story, as well as the dom/sub relationship between Madoka and Homura, which I believe is absolutely plausible.
I plan to continue this story, making it into something that suits me better than the original.
As usual, polite criticism and grammar correction are always appreciated!
