Chapter 17
Wrapping a towel around Bo, Tamsin gently dried the breathless brunette. She pressed a corner of the towel on Bo's cheek to absorb a few water drops, before she leaned in and kissed that spot softly.
Bo purred in her arms. "Tamsin..." she whispered, wrapping her arms around the blonde's waist.
"What? You want more?" Tamsin teased, twirling a lock of Bo's dark, silky hair around her finger. "You didn't have enough while we were in the tub? I thought you told me that you couldn't take more, or was I hearing things?"
A few chuckle bubbled in Bo's throat. She had too much Chi and too many orgasms to properly respond. Taking a deep breath, she inhaled the Valkyrie. "When's my turn?" She murmured into Tamsin's skin.
"Well, whenever you recover from this," Tamsin smirked, pinching the brunette's nose playfully.
"Then that would be now," Bo replied, pulling the towel off the blonde's hand slowly. She tossed it into the bathtub, before she pressed her hands on the Valkyrie's toned abs. Slowly tracing her fingers down along the soft skin, she was awed by the absolute beauty of the woman standing in front of her.
"You sure you don't want to feed off me for one last time before...you know, we start?" Tamsin asked, pulling Bo in for a kiss.
"Once we start, I can feed off you whenever I want, Tamsin," Bo pointed out, unable to hold her giggles. She tapped her index finger on the blonde's chest and continued, "because it's gonna be my game, and you, are gonna address me as your Mistress and do whatever I say."
Tamsin laughed. She held Bo to her chest and whispered, "yes, Mistress."
Bo laughed too and laid a gentle kiss on the Valkyrie's hand. She took that hand in hers and exited the bathroom with Tamsin
They entered the sex room, both fully naked. Bo checked the clothing first, and picked out a tight leather dress with a deep, deep v-neck for herself. The hem of the dress was right in the middle of her butt cheeks, making her sex even more enticing. Then, she put on a pair of thigh high boots.
Tamsin gave her a wide grin, her eyes wandering up and down on every curves of Bo's. Then, she ran her finger slowly along the strap of a sex swing right beside her.
Bo chuckled and continued checking out the closet, where the drawers were filled with toys and gadgets.
She picked up a collar made of black leather and beckoned at the Valkyrie. Tamsin walked over immediately.
"Once I put this on you, there is no stop until you are absolutely, entirely, completely worn out," Bo said softly as she unbuckled the collar for Tamsin. "Are you ready?"
Tamsin smirked and leaned in. Pressing her lips on Bo's ear, she whispered, "put the collar on me, Bo. Hurt me. Torture me. Make me scream. Make me cry. Make me cum for you."
Inhaling sharply at the soft, seductive tone, Bo snapped the collar on Tamsin's neck. She ran the tip of her index finger along the hem of it, her eyes staring at the Valkyrie's lips.
She leaned in, about to kiss them, but when she saw the eagerness in those light eyes, she scoffed. Yanking Tamsin's half wet hair, she commanded, "on your knees, Valkyrie."
"Yes, Mistress," Tamsin immediately replied as she got down on her knees. She raised to look at Bo. "What can I do for you today?"
"The usual, of course. For example, beg me for everything," Bo replied as she slowly paced in front of the closet. She picked out a long metal chain as the leash.
Tucking her right index finger under the leather collar that Tamsin was wearing, Bo pulled her in forcefully. She connected the chain and the ring on the collar, before she pulled on it hard.
The Valkyrie jolted forward on all fours, her body so low that her nipples were almost touching the soft carpet.
"Let's see..." Bo murmured, stopping in front of the shelf on where a dozen of different whips and floggers had been carefully arranged. She ran her fingers along the length of the handles one after another, before she turned to Tamsin and asked, "what should I whip your disobedient ass with, hmmm?"
Tamsin swallowed hard as them. When she looked at each one of them, she couldn't help but picture how Bo would use that one on her. Would the brunette push the long handle deep inside her, run the tip of it around her hard nipples, or just swing it at her until she begged her not to stop? Would Bo rub the handle against her pussy and make her cum, or would the brunette do it to herself and ask Tamsin to clean it afterwards?
"Looks like someone is already having dirty ideas," Bo commented when she noticed the change of Tamsin's aura.
She picked up a crop and whipped it at Tamsin's butt hard. The blonde responded with a jolt and a soft cry. Bo huffed out a light laugh, before she put it back and took out a black flogger with long tails of braided leather.
She twirled the tails around her finger as she watched the yearning look on Tamsin's face. "Like this, don't you?" She asked seductively.
Tamsin nodded, licking her lips. Bo smirked and swung the flogger at the blonde's chest hard with no warning.
Pulling the leash hard, Bo forced the Valkyrie to come forward to her. She leaned in and whispered to the Valkyrie, "I see that two minutes into being my slave, you've already forgotten your manners, Valkyrie."
"I'm so sorry, Mistress," Tamsin quickly replied.
"Tell me. When your Mistress asks you a question, how should you respond?" Bo asked with a louder voice.
"When my Mistress asks me a question, I should always respond clearly with my words," Tamsin answered.
"So you do remember, but you chose to disobey, hmmm?" Bo said with a soft voice. "I think someone's gonna get punished."
She paused briefly, enjoying the anticipation on the Valkyrie's face. "Turn around," she commanded. "Ten flogs for not answering my questions properly."
"I'm so sorry, Mistress. Please punish me," Tamsin pleaded as she turned around. She arched her back, and waited.
Next thing she knew, was the flogger falling on her hard, so hard that it felt like gunpowder catching flames on her skin. Then, it came at her again, and again, till the pain numbed her. Her skin burnt, the unbearable heat making her flesh tingling. The flames became a rush, a hard rush that lit up her entire body.
"Tell me why you like this flogger," Bo said after she spanked the blonde's butt hard.
"I...I've always had a thing for floggers because they are so-" Tamsin blurted. Her voice became a little incoherent when Bo moved the handle along her slit. "They have tails and...when you drag them along my-"
"When you drag them?" Bo interrupted her, her eyes narrowed and her voice dangerous. "Is that how you should address me, hmmm?"
"I'm sorry, Mistress," Tamsin said, turning around to face Bo. "I meant, when my Mistress drags them along my pussy after she whips me with it, it feels like-"
Bo huffed out a soft sneer and cut the Valkyrie off. "You are a bad, bad Valkyrie," she said. "Maybe I should give a little something to help you remember your manners."
"Yes, Mistress, please," Tamsin replied.
Bo searched in the closet. First she took out a leather thong with two dildos attached on the inside. She chuckled at the blonde's sharp gasp. "Nah, you'll like it too much," she told Tamsin, putting it back into the drawer while grinning at the disappointment on the Valkyrie's face.
The next thing Bo found was a chastity thong. It was made of thin, black leather, with two side buckles and a ring connecting the straps in the middle. On the ring there was a metal padlock. The padlock had a thin metal chain connect to it. The chain would go right through someone's crotch when wearing it.
The moment Tamsin saw it, she shivered, and that gave Bo a crazy arousal. "You'd love wearing this, wouldn't you, Valkyrie?" The Succubus breathed, running her finger along the length of the chain. "Think about when you are very, very turned on, and when I pull the straps really, really tight. The chain would be digging into your pussy…."
"That's very...enticing, Mistress," Tamsin immediately replied, rubbing her thighs together in reflex.
"Oh, and the best part is...I'm going to command you to wear this for hours. How much begging do you think you'd have to do before I unlock it and give you those hard, deep penetrations you've always loved, hmmm?"
"I would...ummm...beg really hard, Mistress," Tamsin breathed, reaching for her clit.
"Stop, you dirty, horny Valkyrie," Bo said, giving her a hard whip. "Did I tell you that you could ummm...pleasure yourself?"
"No, Mistress," Tamsin replied, her head lowered. She moved her hand back on the floor, and opened her legs to show Bo that she was really following her orders.
"Bad girl," Bo said. "I don't like a slave who couldn't behave."
"I'm sorry, Mistress. I was just too excited about the...chastity thong," Tamsin argued.
"Excuses, excuses, excuses," Bo hummed as she went through all kinds of trinket in one of the drawers. "I'm not going to give a disobedient slave what she wants, not until she gets her punishment."
"Of course, Mistress," Tamsin replied, though her curiosity was killing her since she was dying to know what Bo would use on her.
The brunette finally turned around with a long metal chain coiled around her fingers. On each end of the chain, there was a small clamp shaped like a clothes pin but made of metal and with a vinyl sheath on its teeth.
When Bo saw Tamsin's aura exploding, a smile bloomed on her lips. "Come," she ordered, pulling the leash.
"Yes, Mistress," Tamsin answered, crawling over to Bo on her hands and knees. She straightened her upper body afterwards. "Please punish me with those...nipple clamps," she pleaded, her voice shaking a little.
Bo answered her with a hard whip on her chest. "How can I punish you with these when your nipples aren't hard, hmmm? Do you expect me to make them hard for you?"
"P-permission to...play with my nipples, Mistress," Tamsin requested.
Bo huffed as she teased the blonde's right nipple with the tip of the flog handle. "Permission granted," she said as she sat down on a chair in front of the blonde, deliberately opening her legs wide to show Tamsin her sex.
The Valkyrie gaped at the brunette's pussy, whose clit was still a bit swollen from those previous sex games they had in the tub. She looked at Bo with her pleading, wanting eyes, and Bo gave her a slight nod.
Tamsin scooted forward on her knees, nuzzling the brunette's folds as she pinched, tugged and flicked her own nipples, her mind fully on how much painful pleasure Bo would give her tonight.
She thumbed her nipple, one of her hands wandered down, reaching for her own clit. Though Bo stopped her before she even touched it.
After another punishment of ten hard whips, Bo commanded the gasping Valkyrie, "put these on you."
Tamsin took the nipple clamps over and applied them on her nipples with her shaking hands. She had to bite her moans back so she wouldn't be screaming once they were tightly squeezing her buds.
"Wow, they look better on you than I thought," Bo commented as she watched the black vinyl tightly clamping those cute, erect nipples. She reached for one clamp, flicking her fingers on its tail, causing it to pull Tamsin's nipple suddenly. The blonde gagged in her gasps and moans, arching her back for more.
"Now," Bo said as she took out a small padlock and a key from the drawer. She got down on one knee in front of the blonde, and locked the middle ring of the nipple clamp chain onto a ring of the leash. "Let's see how good they'll look on you when you walk along with me."
A loud gasp came out from Tamsin's mouth. "Yes, Mistress," she said, choking. The thought of Bo pulling on the chain made herself soaking wet instantly.
"I'd love to take you for a walk outside, you know, but ummm..." Bo drawled, jolting the leash in her hand to tug on the clamps. She grinned at those sweet, soft moans, and continued, "you are a bad, bad slave. I don't want to take you out until you learn how to behave yourself, so…."
Instead of finishing her sentence, Bo pulled the leash abruptly, hard enough to make the clamps gave Tamsin a painful pull, but not too hard to cause them to fall off those sensitive buds.
The Valkyrie scrambled to catch up with her, with loud whimpers and gasps.
Bo stopped after a while, turning to look at the breathless blonde. She could see Tamsin's aura spurting into the air like fireworks, and that gave her a warm rush in her chest. She yanked the leash, and the Valkyrie jolted forward with a muffled cry yet her aura got brighter.
"You know what's annoying right now?" Bo murmured, staring into the Valkyrie's light eyes and revelling in her lust, her desires, her affection and her pain.
"I'm sorry, Mistress," Tamsin answered. "I...I don't know."
"Your voice," Bo told her. "From now on, I don't want to hear a single sound coming out from your mouth."
Tamsin let out a muffled whimper as she fisted her hands on her knees. She opened her mouth, but dared not to say anything.
"Nod, if you understand what I just said," Bo said.
Tamsin bit her bottom lip as she nodded at Bo, nothing but pleading in her eyes.
"Good girl," the brunette commented. She dragged the leash so the Valkyrie could come closer to her. She chuckled at those moans that Tamsin were biting back and leaned in. "If you make even the slightest moan with your sweet, sweet voice, Valkyrie, or if you disobey me again, you are gonna wear the chastity thong tonight," she threatened, and the blonde trembled. "Nod, if you understand."
Tamsin nodded, swallowing her excited moans and agonizing pants. She waited for Bo to pull the leash again, but instead the Succubus commanded, "now, go get on the swing."
Tamsin stood up and walked over to the swing. She positioned herself on the straps, with her legs wide open and her body hanging flat. She gasped shortly in a barely audible volume while moving since the clamps would pull on her sometimes. The painful pleasure was too strong, and her nipples were too sore, they were almost numb, but whenever the clamps moved or the chain pulled, a sharp rush would explode on those buds.
"Good girl, you deserve some good, hard whipping," Bo told her as she pull the restraints of the swing on Tamsin's wrists and ankles. Then, she adjusted the swing, so she could have a full view of the blonde's juicy pussy.
She took her time as she ran the back of her index along the inviting folds. The aching entrance clenched softly under her touch.
After Tamsin had relaxed on the swing, Bo raised the flogger and let it fall on her pussy hard and fast. She flicked her wrist, swinging the flogger in a steady speed until the braids were coated in Tamsin's juice.
The Valkyrie quiet took them, with her hands clenched, her toes curled and her bottom lip bit. Only Bo knew how much pleasure Tamsin had taken from it by reading her crazily burning aura.
Bo flicked the flogger at the blonde's creamy chest, giving Tamsin a series of short, rapid whips until the skin was inflaming red. The Valkyrie threw her head back and opened her mouth. A cry died in her throat before it came out, and Tamsin swallowed hard, panting.
Bo chuckled, letting the braided leather tails fall on the blonde's reddened skin. She slowly dragged it along Tamsin's body, watching her arch her back and inhale desperately whenever the knots at the end of the tails got dragged over the clamps or the chain, causing painful tugs on those tender, sore buds.
Then, she gave the Valkyrie another rain of flogs, this time on her soaked, swollen pussy. She whipped her soft flesh until the juices were dripping down to the floor.
Tamsin tried to close her legs desperately to avoid the strong sensation, but her legs were tightly restrained to the swing. She jolted back and forth, causing the entire thing to swing, which made her suffer more.
The pain became stronger, and she felt her pussy burning in heat. She clenched her teeth so no sound would escape and embraced the pain.
At some point, it suddenly got better, giving her waves and waves of pulsing pleasure. The heat, the rush, the pain, everything. They cascaded her body, before it stopped at the very spot - her clit. It started to throb under the whip. It throbbed harder and harder, pushing Tamsin into a cloud of ecstasy.
She forced her whimpers back, only letting short, quiet pants go through her clenched teeth. She almost failed, though, when Bo took off the clamps. The restricted blood flow once again rushed back to those sore spots, giving her a pain so sharp that she nearly came again.
She watched Bo bend down above her, and her entire body started to tremble. She knew exactly what would happen next, and she feared that she couldn't stop herself from moaning.
The brunette's skillful tongue covered one of her nipples softly. Just the touch itself made Tamsin drip again. She froze there as she held her breath, focusing on the motions of Bo's tongue. She tightened her muscles so hard, that she couldn't stop herself from trembling.
Bo's tongue swirled, flicked, licked and pressed on her nipple, giving her a pleasure so unbearable that she had to force herself to inhale. When Bo finally started to suck it, Tamsin huffed out a silent cry as she grabbed the straps of the swing to ease the tension.
When the handle of the whip was rubbed against her sex, she froze again, almost screamed. Then, Bo's fingers slammed into her, with gushing charms.
On the verge of crying out, Tamsin bit her own index finger. She came, with shivers, tears and muffled screams.
A rush of pain, pleasure, warmth and charms exploded inside her. She thought she'd finally fail and let out a moan, a cry or a whisper of Bo's name, but none of those happened.
Instead, her wings came out. The huge, fluffy wings squeezed through the straps of the swing, and fluttered softly in the air, telling the brunette how satisfied she was right now.
The embarrassment made Tamsin blush. With Bo's fingers still inside her, and the brunette's charms flooding into her, another orgasm overwhelmed her, strong, painful, full of colors and tastes. It made her wings flap uncontrollably, causing a stir in the room.
"Whoa!" Bo exclaimed as she grabbed the swing strap to hold herself still. When those wings stopped flapping, she teased Tamsin's feathers with her fingers. Tamsin trembled under her touch.
Amazed, Bo ran her index finger along the contour of the Valkyrie's wings. She sprinkled some charms into the feathers, watching them light up in an orange color while Tamsin shaking hard.
Bo raised her eyebrows at the blonde. She saw nothing but ecstasy in those light eyes. "Talk to me, Valkyrie," she demanded, "explain the wings."
After a hard swallow, Tamsin started, "my wings, Mistress." She paused briefly to even her breath, before she continued, "my wings are-when I'm very much aroused, I sometimes lose control of them and-"
"Oh, so it's like a Valkyrie squirt," Bo drawled, her voice drenched in lust. "Wow, I know you like pain. I didn't know you like it this much."
Tamsin couldn't get a single word out. She gasped hard as she slowly folded her wings. She wanted to withdraw them, but Bo stopped her.
"Leave them be," Bo told her.
"Yes, Mistress," Tamsin answered, trying to hold her wings still.
Bo teased her wings more, before she bent over and picked up a long, soft feather. She showed it to Tamsin, and said, "you know what I can do with this?"
"No, I don't, Mistress," Tamsin replied, though the lust in her voice betrayed her.
"I can tie you up in bed and edge you with this, you know," Bo told her with an evil grin. "Think about it. I flick this on your pussy till you cum all over your proud, proud Valkyrie feather. Then I'm gonna make you clean it with your tongue…."
"Please don't..." Tamsin begged, choking, both thrilled and frightened by the idea of a feather brushing across her sex all night long to keep her on the edge.
"Bad slave," Bo gave her a whip so hard that she jerked. "That's it. You are really gonna get punished tonight. I guess some hard flogs would be a start."
With that, she flipped Tamsin in the swing into a face down position with her arms crossed behind her back and her legs tangled in the swing straps. The straps were twisted, pulling even tighter on those limbs.
Bo slid her hand up and down on the Valkyrie's butt, all the way into her wet pussy. She teased those folds and the swollen, sore pearl, and when Tamsin was moaning for her climax, Bo started to whip.
A few loud cries burst through Tamsin's throat as she came in trembles and whimpers, clenching so hard that the swing started to move according to her movements. She screamed, yelled and begged, till the pain quickly turned into a much more intense feeling. An ache, a yearning, a hunger. She just wanted more, more, and more.
The whip had finally stopped, and Tamsin couldn't even remember how many times she had come, but all she could think about was another orgasm.
"Okay, here comes your real punishment, Valkyrie," Bo told her softly beside her ear. "Go get the chastity thong, and put it on you."
Tamsin inhaled heavily. "I-" she stuttered, overwhelmed by the strong anticipation.
"Go," Bo told her firmly.
Tamsin swallowed hard and went to get the thong. She put it on, and walked back to Bo.
"Good girl," Bo praised as she stared at the Valkyrie intently. The thin leather straps hugged Tamsin's hips tightly. The crotch piece, which was a long, narrow piece so thin that it vaguely revealed the contour of Tamsin's swollen lips. Bo could tell that the metal chain in the middle was giving the blonde a very hard time, because it was hugging into her bottom lips so tightly that she could imagine how much friction it put on Tamsin's clit.
With an evil smile, Bo closed the padlock and placed the key into her cleavage. She pulled off her boots and held Tamsin's leash in her hand. "Let's go to bed."
Tamsin couldn't remember how long she had begged till the brunette had finally allowed her to take the thong off. Then, just as Bo had told her, she tied the blonde to the bed poles and edged her with the feather for hours. After that, Bo fulfilled her promise, giving her rounds and rounds of hard, deep penetrations.
Having had way too many orgasms, Tamsin passed out right before dawn, and when she wake up, it was already noon.
The bright sunlight was softened by the thick fabric of the draps. A light blue hue filled the room, as if she was floating in the beautiful ocean.
Her collar had been taken off, and the wing wounds on her back was covered by something both cold and warm.
She pried her eyes open, and saw Bo's smiling face right above hers with an ice cube between her teeth.
The brunette took the ice out and rubbed it gently on those bruises as she snuggled into Tamsin. "I didn't know..." she whispered softly, "I didn't know you'd have your wings out."
"No biggy," Tamsin slurred. "They'll heal in a minute."
Bo laid a couple of soft kisses on the wounds Then she lay back down beside Tamsin. She took the blonde to her chest and stroke her hair gently. Placing a kiss on those blonde locks, she chuckled, "why didn't you tell me you were into clamps?"
"Well, you never offered me them before," Tamsin replied, unable to hold her giggles.
"I guess I should go shopping then, buy you a Christmas gift," Bo teased. "Like those...small ones engraved with my name and...I'll make you wear them to work and you can't take them off unless I tell you so. Then, I can meet you in your truck during lunch break and ask you to show them to me. Then, I'm gonna pull them with my teeth and-"
"Stop.." Tamsin groaned, immediately turned on but too sore to do anything.
"Or maybe not I mean...what if your wings come out like when you are...interrogating a criminal or something?" Bo said, and the blonde punched her softly. Bo laughed.
She held Tamsin tight, revelling in the very moment. "I love you," she blurted, with nothing but sincerity.
The Valkyrie tensed in her arms, though only for a split second. "I know, Bo," she drawled, pinching the brunette on the side of her waist. "If you didn't love me, you wouldn't give me nipple clamps as a Christmas gift?"
Bo's laughter came out louder, dancing in the dim sunlight and the salty air. "You are not gonna say it back?" She faked a hurt voice, looking at the Valkyrie innocently.
Tamsin gave her a big eye roll. "Do I need to ?" She countered softly, burying herself deeper into the Succubus' embrace.