Laura's hairs stood on end. Carmilla wasn't serious, was she? She wouldn't really do something awful to Laura, right?
Carmilla ran her fingers through Laura's hair. She trailed her fingertips up Laura's back, over her neck, and tapped them against the top of her head before pulling away. A grin plastered across her face, she faced Laura. "Aw, you look nervous. And you should be. After all, there's so much I can do to you."
Laura could do nothing-nothing-but wait for Carmilla's next actions. She couldn't speak with her mouth taped over. Her mouth and throat were so dry, she doubted she could even grunt meaningfully. She couldn't even cover her body or rub her arms for warmth. She was utterly exposed, her body on display, and she was entirely there for Carmilla in a way she never had been before.
All she could really do was move her eyes and duck her head. She looked pleadingly at Carmilla, silently begging her to be nice. She lowered her head in an expression of submission, which came very easily to her now that she was in this position.
"Mmm. You look just like hot fudge drizzled on an ice cream sundae." Carmilla licked her lips like Laura really was a tasty dessert. She looked Laura up and down. "Maybe I'll give it a taste. Would you like that, chocolate sauce? Are you eager to be sampled?"
Laura's face and ears burned with embarrassment and desire. She wanted to be an active participant, not just on display like a sundae for Carmilla to sample. On the other hand, she did want very much for Carmilla to come over and sample her. She nodded.
"Oh, it is!" Carmilla put a hand to her mouth in mock surprise. "I bet this chocolate wants nothing more than for someone to dip their finger in it..."
Carmilla held up her index finger. She tapped it on Laura's nose and trailed it down to her lips, which still felt its touch even through the barrier of the duct tape. It traced the edges of Laura's lips over the tape.
Laura wanted to kiss that finger. She wanted to shower Carmilla with kisses and make love to her, but she couldn't. She was frozen, unable to do anything but wait and hope Carmilla would stop teasing and take her where she stood. She begged Carmilla with her eyes, pleading with her to give her want she wanted.
"...Dip it in and rub it," Carmilla mused. She trailed her finger down, off Laura's face and down her throat, between her breasts, and lower still to her stomach. "And lick it up."
Laura took in deep breaths through her nose as Carmilla touched her. That one light pressure occupied all her thoughts. It was a focused point of stimulation for a body desperate for stimulation.
The finger halted just below her stomach. Carmilla smiled wickedly. "Do I have that right?"
Laura nodded. Please, she pleaded with her eyes. She swallowed roughly, her dry throat scraping against itself. She wanted Carmilla to make love to her, and she wanted a drink of water. Those two needs blurred together, and she fantasized about Carmilla moving that finger lower and holding a water bottle to Laura's lips. She literally thirsted as she lusted. Was that what being a vampire was like?
"I bet you're feeling thirsty, huh?" Carmilla was perceptive. Well, it made sense, seeing as she made Laura as thirsty as she was.
Laura tried to grunt out a response, but she felt weak. She just nodded.
"Of course you are," Carmilla spoke in a mock-soothing voice. "You poor, poor girl. Did the mean vampire make you thirsty? Did she? Oh, you poor thing!"
Laura tried to grunt anything. The best she could manage was a soft whimper. She stared at Carmilla, begging her for any reprieve she could offer.
Carmilla snorted. "Yeah, that totally compares to being starved for over a week. Oh, no, wait... It doesn't. Poor girl. I guess you'll just have to ride this out, huh?"
Laura closed her eyes. She suspected Carmilla wouldn't give her anything more to drink. It wasn't like Laura didn't deserve this treatment.
With that matter dismissed, all of her focus shifted down to that one, stationary finger Carmilla held against her. She opened her eyes and looked down at it. She looked up at Carmilla, trying to catch her eye. She looked down meaningfully at the finger.
"What's that, chocolate?" Carmilla feigned ignorance. "What...? Do you want me to tickle you with this? Is that it?"
No, Laura grunted. No...
"Then, what, Laura?" Carmilla stared challengingly into Laura's eyes. "Tell me what you want."
Just fuck me, Carm, Laura grunted. It came out muffled and obscured, but anyone standing at such a short distance would understand the gist.
"I can't hear you," Carmilla mocked. "Say it again?"
Fuck me, Carm! Laura grunted out.
"You want me to make you scream?" Carmilla's voice was pure innocence, but her eyes danced with lust. "Is that it?"
Yes! Laura nodded enthusiastically. I like to scream. Screaming is good!
"Well, if you really want..." Carmilla removed her finger and tapped Laura's nose. "Let's move to the bed."
Yes, yes, yes! Laura followed Carmilla over to the bed. She sat down on the end and lay down on her side before rolling over on her back.
"Someone's eager." Carmilla sat down on the end and patted her legs. "Let's start with you across my lap."
Laura looked up. Huh? What did Carmilla have up her sleeve?
Getting up was tricky. She didn't have aid of her arms, and Carmilla offered no help, so the best she could do was wiggle. She wiggled toward the end of the bed and ended up falling off the edge. She slammed into the floor. Ouch! She wiggled around until she could get her legs beneath her and then raised herself upward on her knees. She walked on her knees back to where Carmilla sat.
"Up you go." Carmilla again patted her legs and offered no assistance. She merely smiled teasingly down at Laura.
Laura walked on her knees to the side of the bed. She pressed her front against it and tried to rest her weight on it to stand up. Unfortunately, this caused the blanket and sheet to scrape against her sensitive nipples and surrounding flesh. Whimpering, she pulled away.
She looked up at Carmilla and begged her with her eyes for some help.
"I'm waiting," Carmilla said impatiently.
Laura sighed out through her nose. There wasn't any avoiding it. She pressed her front against the bed, scraping it painfully as she tried to stand up. It didn't work, and she tried again, pressing harder and longer, and she finally managed to stretch out her legs and raise herself to a standing position.
She did it! She felt so proud of herself. Even as her nipples ached, she knew she played Carmilla's game and won.
She looked at Carmilla's lap. How was she going to do this...? She bent over to position her stomach on top of Carmilla's legs. Carmilla finally helped out and positioned Laura where Carmilla wanted her. Now Carmilla would finally stop teasing her!
"You have such lovely skin," Carmilla mused. She patted Laura's head, stroking her hair. She brought her hand across Laura's skin, over her neck, down her back, and finally sat her hand over Laura's ass. This, she patted and then lifted her hand above. "Laura Hollis, you have been a very bad girl."
Laura realized what was happening a split-second before Carmilla brought her hand down in a sharp movement, smacking Laura's ass and sending pain to shudder through her body.
"Mmmph!" Laura exclaimed in surprise and pain. She didn't realize Carmilla would spank her, though she really should have had a clue. Carmilla did say she wanted to punish her. She wiggled her legs. Her ass felt hot and sensitive.
"Don't wiggle," Carmilla snapped. "Laura Hollis, you have been a very bad girl."
This time, Laura knew it was coming. She still couldn't see Carmilla move, though, and that made the blow its own form of surprise.
Carmilla's hand again smacked solidly down on her ass. These weren't gentle love taps, either. They felt like genuine punishments intended to cause discomfort.
"Immph!" Laura jerked forward, her body instinctively wanting to get away from this situation. Not that it was an option. Laura agreed to do everything Carmilla wanted because Laura knew she deserved it. She knew that if Carmilla wanted to spank her, Laura would end up with as sore an ass as Carmilla desired.
"Don't wiggle," Carmilla repeated with far more amusement in her voice than before. "Laura Hollis, guess what you are? A very bad girl!"
Carmilla's hand struck her with more force than before, jolting her.
"Mrmph!" This was beginning... to really... hurt. She hung her head and whimpered, hoping to communicate to Carmilla how much it bothered her.
"Aw, poor girl," Carmilla said in a faux-cutesy voice. "Too bad she's also a bad girl!"
Carmilla's hand came down with even more force, now twice what she began with. It slammed Laura with pain and made her ass burn.
"Mmrph!" Tears started to come from Laura's eyes. This was a little much. She raised her head and tried to catch Carmilla's eye.
Carmilla looked back at her. She smiled and winked. And then she struck Laura again, harder. "Bad girl!"
"Mrmrphm!" Laura's eyes flew open. It hurt. It also... well, felt good. Something about how Carmilla struck her seemed to go through her ass and reach her... well...
Carmilla chuckled. "Enjoying your punishment, you bad, bad girl?"
Without waiting for an answer, Carmilla struck her again. And again. Three times, each within the space of of a second.
"MMMRPH!" Laura screamed behind her gag. Her ass was on fire. With the pain, though, blended with it, pureed, was pleasure. In a twisted way, Carmilla granted her wish to stop teasing her and sexually stimulated her. The pleasure built inside her, and when Carmilla ceased, it slowly subsided.