Title: #Destress The Mayor
Fandom/X-Over: The Ghost And Molly McGee
Character/Pairing: Andrea Davenport x Molly McGee
Bondage Level: Medium
Equipment Used: shackles, rope, nipple clamps, blindfold, ball gag, strap-on
Extra Actions: Deep Kiss, groping, fingering
Sex Type: Vaginal
Sex Position: Cowgirl

A request from boygenius2020 – Mayor Molly is feeling stressed from her mayoral duties. Luckily Andrea is on hand to help elevate the stress

The city of Brighton.

A place full of sun, smiles and of course…

"OK! LET'S SEE WHAT WE HAVE!" A hyper high pitched voice yelled out from inside the Town Hall.

The occupant was a 22-year-old Thai-Irish woman with olive coloured skin, brown hair in a stylish ponytail and brown eyes. She had a slim build with moderate curves and a pair of perky C-cup breasts. What stood out was her bubbly ass she had. Her outfit consisted of a smart white blouse under an aqua blazer with gold buttons that hugged her upper body with the blouse unbuttoned to show her cleavage, a purple miniskirt that hugged her ass, black stockings and black flats.

This was the mayor of Brighton, Molly McGee.

And right now, she was having one of her infamous spas attacks.

Young Molly McGee had come a long way when she first arrived in Brighton as the happiest yet insane kid who moved to Brighton all those years ago, and befriended the most crankiest ghost out there.

Many adventures later, she soon found herself being interested in the world of politics and made a bid for Mayor.

It was hard work but she enjoyed it. Didn't mean that it wasn't stressful though.

Right now, her desk was covered in a multitude of forms and paper, sprawled everywhere as if a hurricane had just gone through the area. Right now, it was late and there were a ton of forms covering the area.

"OK, so we need to authorise the construction for the cracked roads, the school needs more funding, I have to organise the food festival and blahblahblah…."

She soon went on a muttering tangent, like a busy bee as she went all over the office, trying to get things ready and organised.

Meanwhile, a certain blue ghost by the name of Scratch had been watching the whole thing, looking extremely concerned for the Mayor.

"Oh boy…I'm getting a case of deja vu…" He said as she saw strands of her hair starting to go out of place.

Scratch knew what was happening and he needed to run an intervention. Luckily, he knew exactly who to go for to help deal with Molly's stress.

"You have got to be kidding me…" A refined voice spoke.

Like Molly, she was also 20, with long, sky blue hair and brown eyes. Her figure was also toned and curvy, with nice wide hips and a bubbly butt. On her chest were a large pair of D-cup breasts. Right now, she was in a pink tank top and blue jeans as she looked at the ghost in disbelief.

This was Andrea Davenport, the new head of Davenport industries. Much like Molly, she had come a long way from her brat days. As she got older, her parents had shown her the ropes of their company where she worked there in different sections to get a good grasp on how the company worked.

They may have been always busy 24/7 but even they knew the importance of hard work. So, they put their daughter through work experience in order to bond and emphasise with the employees and company.

Now in her 20s, she was one of the top female CEOs of the country, with a dash of humanitarian ventures on the side.

And she was currently rubbing her forehead from what she was told.

"Yep. Molly's gone down the deep end again. I'm getting a bad case of Deja vu!" Scratch said with a grimace.

"And you need me to try and help destress her?" She asked.

"Yep! I don't know how you do it, but she needs it!" Scratch asked as he looked frantic.

"Don't worry. I know what to do." She said with a nod.

"Great! Let me know how it goes!" He said before poofing out.

Taking out her phone, she called someone.

"Simmons, do I have any appointments this evening? None. Good. Tell the office that I'm not going to be available for this evening so I need you to head the meeting. Nothing serious, just an urgent emergency."

It was now late in the evening and Molly had decided to just walk home to help alleviate the stress she was feeling.

"Festival…forms...school…" She muttered in a death mantra.

Her hair was a mess and she had bags under her eyes as she trudged through the empty streets.

Suddenly, she got a call from an old friend.

"Huh? Hey, Andrea. What's up?"

"Hi Mayor McGee!"

"You don't have to call me that. I'm just Molly to you guys."

"I know. It's just formality. Anyways, I was wondering if you could come over to my place. I was wondering if you need a chance to help destress."

Molly was silent but contemplated the idea. It would be nice. She needed to get away from the office for a while.

She arrived at Andrea's condo, where the CEO was waiting.

"Molly!" She said with a grin.

"Andrea!" Molly replied back as the two shared a chaste kiss.

"So, how have you been?" She asked as she went to grab some soda from the fridge.

"Urgh! I so don't want to talk about it!" She moaned as she flopped onto the couch.

"Hey, tell Ms. Davenport." She said, handing her a glass. Molly drank the whole thing in one gulp.

"Urgh, it's everything. I have so much paperwork to fill out. A festival to organise, funds to authorise, roads and buildings to fix…I knew being mayor was a load of responsibility but DAMN, I hate the bloody paperwork!" She said.

"I know what you mean. Especially when dealing with idiotic employees." Andrea said, taking a sip of her glass.

"Man…I am so burnt out. I need relief!" She moaned as she undid her blazer.

Andrea was silent but she had an idea. Soon, she went to Molly and straddled her, making her yelp in shock.

"What are you doing?!" She yelped with a blush, especially when she peeped down her tank top to see her breasts.

"Just helping you with your stress…" She said in a seductive tone. She soon wrapped her arms around Molly's neck, then went in and kissed her deeply.

Molly's eyes widened in shock but she instead deepened it, wrapping her arms around her waist as she deepened it.

Soon Molly's hands made her way to her ass as she squeezed and groped it while Andrea's hands snaked their way to her tits, giving a nice squeeze as they both moaned.

When they broke apart, there was a string of drool connecting them with both women looking flushed.

"Wanna continue this in the bedroom?" Andrea asked huskily.

"Yeah…" Molly said.

In the bedroom, Andrea was busy preparing Molly for something special. Molly was now naked with her ankles secured with iron shackles, a pair of nipple clamps on her tits and a red ballgag in her mouth.

"Comfortable?" Andrea asked as she started to tie rope above and below her chest, making her breasts pop out. She then tied her arms behind her back in a horizontal manner.

"Mmmph…" She moaned out.

"Good." She said as she had a strapon red dildo attached to her waist. Lifting her up, she allowed her to land on the fake dick in a cowgirl position, making her moan out in bliss as she bounced on it, breasts bouncing and nipples stinging from the clamps squeezing them like tiny vices.

While that was happening, Andrea inserted her index and middle finger into her clit, making Molly squeal as she pumped them.

With each bounce going faster, Andrea pumped harder as Molly continued to bounced. Soon, she felt something build up in her as she moaned and squealed.

Andrea knew what was coming.

"Go ahead." she said as Molly soon yelled out in ecstasy as she came all over the strapon. Soon she stopped as she panted.

Taking the gag out of her mouth, Andrea asked one question.

"Better?"

"YEah. I needed that." Molly said as she lifted herself off the rubber cock.

"You wanna spend the night here?" She asked.

"That will be lovely."

Andrea smiled as she undid the bonds on Molly, allowing her to take a nap on the bed.

She needed to call someone first.

"Hey, Mrs. McGee? Yeah, you don't mind if Molly stays over at my place? Really? Cool."

She switched the phone off as Scratch came back.

"She OK?" he asked.

"Yep. All calmed down and relaxed."

"Thanks. I owe ya one."

"Just don't make a mess when you go through my fridge when you come here and we're golden."

"OK."