By the time Angela arrived at Fareeha's house the sun was almost entirely below the horizon. Its last rays still lingered but the evening dusk was dark enough that none of the neighbors would be able to recognize her. The blinds on the brick house's front windows had been shut and a light near the front door had been turned on. She walked up to the front door and raised her hand to knock but the door was already slightly ajar. Angela pushed the door open and stepped inside, quickly closing it behind her.

Fareeha was sitting on the couch and her cat was sitting on her lap. She was wearing a pair of blue jeans and a black tee shirt with stray cat hairs on it. "Hello, Angela. Are you ready for our session?"

Angela had to take a moment to rub her tongue against the insides of her cheeks and she swallowed to deal with a sudden dryness in her mouth. "Almost. I don't suppose you have a quick snack I could eat first do you? I'm a little hungry actually."

"Sure. I made some stuff so we could have dinner afterwards but we can cheat a little." Fareeha gave Angela a wink and she lifted the cat off her lap. The cat meowed and immediately tried to climb back onto Fareeha's lap but she stood up before it could. Its ears twitched and it turned its head towards Angela before hopping down off the couch and trotting towards the doctor. The cat started rubbing against her legs as it meowed again.

"Oh, hello!" Angela said brightly as she crouched down and held her hand out to the cat. It sniffed her fingers before rubbing its cheeks against them. "What's your name?"

"This is Jonesy. She's a chubby-butt." Fareeha said in a cheery sing-song voice as she ruffled her fingers through the cat's silky fur.

"She's not chubby! She's just very fluffy! Aren't you Jonesy?" Angela emphatically stated as she scratched underneath the cat's chin. "What kind of cat is she?"

"She's a ragdoll. They're really friendly and they love people. Jonesy follows me around whenever I'm home and she always wants me to pick her up whenever I sit down." As if on cue Jonesy stretched up on its hind legs and put her paws on Angela's leg. Angela gave a broad smile and she lifted the cat off the ground, cradling it in her arms. A loud purr began coming from the cat and Jonesy's head dipped towards the ground as her body went limp. "Awww, she likes you! Well my cat approves so I guess I don't have to go find another hot blonde super doctor and bring her home."

Angela raised an eyebrow as she started scratching the cat behind its ears. "Oh? You think you'd find another hot blonde super doctor do you?"

"No, probably not. You're one of a kind." Fareeha said with a slightly apprehensive grin that her joke might have fallen flat. "I don't feel like looking though since I'm happy with the one I have. Come on, I made gollash if you want some."

"Goulash?"

Fareeha shook her head as she began walking deeper into her house. "Nope. Gollash. It sounds similar but it's not the same thing. Gollash is an Egyptian dish. It's a pastry made from unleavened bread that you put stuff. I like minced veal and cheese in mine but you can put whatever you want in it."

After they had entered the kitchen Fareeha picked up one of the square pastries. It had multiple layers of flaky sheets of bread with meat and melted cheese sandwiched between them. She turned towards Angela and held the pastry up. Angela leaned forward and took a small bite off a corner. "Oh that's good. What kind of spices do you put in it?"

"Just salt and pepper but I use ghee instead of butter and rumi cheese as well." Fareeha replied as she urged Angela to take another bite.

"What's rumi cheese?"

"It's a cheese from Egypt. There's a couple of versions but I like to get the kind that's made from a mix of cow and buffalo milk. Hard to get in Geneva but I found a Middle Eastern store that carries it occasionally."

Angela took a second bite then another and another until only the small bit Fareeha was holding remained. She set Jonesy down on the floor then took a hold of Fareeha's wrist and pulled Fareeha's fingers up to her lips. Angela drew the gollash into her mouth then a moment later she did the same to a pair of fingers. Her tongue ran along the digits as she licked the grease off of them. "I'm ready if you are, mistress." Angela murmured as she took the fingers out.

"All right then." Fareeha said, a little surprised at how quickly the doctor had changed gears. "There's some stuff we can't do here because there's neighbors nearby and my walls aren't great at blocking sound. That means no impact play. I don't want someone to get freaked out and call the cops."

"Okay. Do you have else something in mind then?" Angela asked, the idea of already being in cuffs when the police arrived not appealing to her.

"I do as a matter of fact." Fareeha left her hand in Angela's grasp and she pointed with her free hand towards a hallway between the kitchen and living room. "My room's at the end of the hall."

The carpet in the bedroom was thin and dark gray and there was a wall closet with sliding doors on one side of the room. The bed's headboard and footboard both consisted of curving steel rods that had been painted black. Between them was a queen sized mattress with ivory sheets and pillow covers. A pair of posters hung on the bedroom's white walls. One had a large shark, teeth featured prominently, pointed upwards towards a woman swimming in blue water. The other was mostly black save for an egg with green light pouring out through a crack as it began to hatch. "In space no one can hear you scream." Angela read out loud. "Is this a poster for a horror movie?"

"It is but I'm not sure you would like it. Alien is generally considered one of the scariest movies ever made. Anyways we're going to play a little game here. Take off your clothes but leave your underwear on."

Angela pulled her gray tee-shirt off before turning around so she was facing away from Fareeha. She bent forward at the waist as she undid the button on her pants and pushed them down to then off of her ankles. Beneath her shirt and pants was the tops and bottom of a blue bikini. Fareeha put a hand on her hip as she appraised Angela's remaining outfit. "Okay, sit down on the bed." Angela seated herself onto the edge of the bed as Fareeha searched through the boxes she had brought back from Angela's vacation home. She rummaged in them for a few seconds before withdrawing a coil of red rope and a vibrator with a long cord protruding from its base. "Give me your leg."

Fareeha wound the rope around Angela's ankle before tying a knot to hold one end in place. She began to loop it around the doctors calf when Jonesy leaped onto the bed. The cat bounded forward and batted at the end of the rope dangling from Fareeha's hands before seizing it in her mouth. "Hey!"

Jonesy paid Angela's yell no mind as she walked backwards, pulling the rope with her as she went. Fareeha grabbed the rope and tugged on it and Jonesy's tail began to swish back and forth as she redoubled her efforts. The doctor cleared her throat and Fareeha looked over at Angela with a too innocent expression. "Oh, did you want a turn? Here."

Fareeha pulled on the rope, dragging Jonesy behind it, and handed it over to the doctor. Angela hesitantly took the rope and held it in her hand as Jonesy continued to pull on it. After a few seconds she began to pull back but let go when the cat to caterwaul. "Are you sure that's a cat? It seems more like a dog to me."

"Ragdolls can be pretty dog-like." Fareeha agreed. "But she can act like a cat when she wants to." Fareeha went to one of the cardboard boxes, picked it up and dumped its contents all over the floor. She headed to one of the room's corners and set the box down. A moment later she had thrown a stuffed yellow banana toy into the box. Jonesy immediately dropped the rope and bounded off the bed and into the box as it fiercely pounced onto the toy. "Okay, she won't bother us for a while. Jonesy loves that thing."

Fareeha picked up the rope and began winding it around Angela's leg like she had before. When she got to Angela's thigh she left a sizable stretch of slack in the rope and reversed direction. The coils were the same length as before but she was going in the other direction so that the ropes formed loose diamonds. Fareeha grabbed the vibrator and placed it against the inside of Angela's thigh. She pulled the fabric of the bikini bottom aside and slid the head of the vibrator inside before adjusting it so that it rested on the doctor's clit. Fareeha moved the fabric back to where it had been before taking the rope and pulling on it. The rope cinched down on the vibrator, trapping it in place as well as squeezing itself against Angela's leg as the slack was taken out. Fareeha ran her fingers along the rope from top to bottom, occasionally pulling at it to test her ropework. "Is it too tight anywhere, Angela?"

Angela glanced down at her leg before wiggling her foot. "It's a bit tight around my ankle but it's not bad." A few seconds was all Fareeha needed to adjust the knots down there. "Better. So what are we doing? Just turn on the vibrator and let it go?"

"Not quite. We're going to play a little game here. Have you wondered why I asked you to wear a bikini?" Angela bit her lip before shaking her head a little. "Well here's why. Stand over there." Fareeha pointed at a spot in the middle of the room.

Once Angela was in position Fareeha moved to stand behind her and she undid the knot holding the bikini bra's strings together. She pulled both strings up to Angela's lips. "Open up." Angela obediently opened her mouth and Fareeha pushed the ends of the strings into them. "Close." Angela closed her mouth, the fabric now trapped between her teeth.

"So here's the game. Your job is to keep those in your mouth. As long as you do that the vibrator stays on. But if you drop them I turn the vibrator off until you put them back in. You're allowed to use your hands to do that but you're not allowed to use your hands to help hold the strings in your mouth." Fareeha moved to stand just behind Angela, almost close enough for their bodies to touch and she took hold of Angela's wrists, moving the doctors hands so they were pressed against her own stomach. "Are you ready?"

"Green."

Angela almost jumped off the floor when the vibrator turned on even though she was expecting it. Fareeha had placed the device squarely against her clit but the rope had pressed its head more tightly inwards and her underwear was helping to hold it in place as well. Angela shivered as waves even stronger than they normally would have been started to circulate through her pelvic region. Her hips swayed forward but when they swayed backwards Fareeha pinched her elbows in against Angela's sides to trap her in place. The only thing left for Angela to do was let the vibrations run through her as she desperately tried to hold on. After a minute or two her jaw began to ache from the strain of fighting off the urge to moan and then Fareeha turned the vibrator up a notch. Angela shuddered almost immediately and her mouth opened. As the strings fell from her mouth so did a moan and the vibrator stopped. Angela groaned in frustration as the waves ceased and the pleasure that had been mounting drained out of her. Fareeha's hands let go of her wrists.

Now that the strings were out Angela took a few ragged breaths as she tried to regain her composure. After several seconds she grabbed the end of the strings and placed them back between her teeth. Angela bit down and once again Fareeha grabbed her wrists before pressing her thumb against the vibrators power button. Angela trembled as the waves came back. They were pleasure but this time it was pleasure tinged with doubt whether or not she'd be able to hang on long enough to reach the end. Her jaw began to ache as she squeezed her teeth together, desperate to hang on, but to no avail. The strings fell out a second time to her dismay. The third time she dropped them Angela didn't even bother going for the strings afterwards. Her head sagged forward as she gave in. "I can't do it. It's too hard."

Fareeha leaned forward and rested her chin on Angela's shoulder. "Are you asking me for something? Because I'm pretty sure the proper way to ask me for something is on your knees."

Angela took a step forward and turned around before sinking down to her knees without any hesitation. "I'd like to have an orgasm, mistress. I mean if that's all right with you."

After the vibrator turned back Angela groaned and lowered herself onto her side. One of her hands reached down to her underwear and pushed on the head of the vibrator there. The pressure from her palm drove the head even harder against her clit and the waves grew even stronger. After being denied three times she wasn't willing to wait any longer than necessary and it didn't take long for her to find the finish she was looking for. A sharp spasm ran through her legs then a wide and satisfied smile appeared on her face after it had passed.

Fareeha quickly switched the vibrator off and knelt at Angela's side as she began undoing the ropes and removing the vibrator, wet head and all. She set them aside before lifting Angela off the ground and placing the doctor onto her bed. Fareeha headed to the kitchen for a moment before coming back with some chocolate bars before lying down next to Angela. She grabbed the blanket and pulled it over them. Angela turned onto her side and grabbed at the candy. "Gimme."

Fareeha let go of the chocolate bars and Angela quickly tore them free of their wrappers before devouring them with so much gusto that chocolate stains were left on her lips. Fareeha reached over and wiped them off with her index finger. Angela grabbed a hold of her hand and pulled that finger into her mouth, not willing to let even the slightest bit of chocolate escape. Fareeha shook her head bemusedly but didn't protest. "So, how was this session, Angela?"

Angela squirmed closer towards Fareeha and put her head on the other woman's shoulder. "I'm not sure. I don't know if I like being edged or not. Getting denied like that is almost painful and it's so frustrating. It does seem to make the orgasm better when it does come though so I don't know. Also your cat going for the rope was distracting."

Fareeha glanced over at the box where her pet was still playing with the toy from earlier. "I should have realized Jonesy would do that. I've never done a session here at home and it never occurred to me think she might get in the way. It was kinda funny though."

"... yeah I suppose it was." Angela admitted with a chuckle that quickly turned into a laugh which in turn grew to giggling. "Your dog is a ferocious little beast but I like her."

"Do you want to spend the night?" Fareeha asked. "You'd have to share that side of the bed with Jonesy and she'd wake you up in the morning for f-o-o-d."

Angela slowly shook her head. "I really want to but I can't. I have to fly to Washington tomorrow for a meeting with the Americans. I wanted to spend some time with you today before I go."

Fareeha placed a soft kiss on Angela's cheek to cover up her disappointment. "I understand. Try to have some fun while you're over there. Go see the sights and what not. There's a lot of places to visit in D.C."

"I'll do that and I'll take some pictures for you." Angela said as she sat up and began to tie her bra back into place. "Anywhere in particular you'd like me to get?"

"Well I'd ask for the White House but it'd be weird seeing the place when it wasn't about to explode. How about the Lincoln Memorial or the Smithsonian?"

Angela hopped off the bed before picking up her pants and put them on before grabbing her shirt and donning it. "I'll do that." She leaned down and kissed Fareeha on the forehead. "So what's for dinner?"

As soon as the word dinner left Angela's lips Jonesy was jumping out of the box and bounding over to the doctor. She meowed loudly and stood up on her hind legs to paw at Angela's leg. Fareeha chuckled. "Well you said the magic word so now you get to feed her. Come on, I'll show you where her food is."