Lost in Paradise (Closed)

Ava watched intently as Heather fought fervently against the various sensations running through her body. Now that she had a comfortable seat it was an even more lovely sight, and the glint of moisture in the girl's eyes as she pleaded for her to stop only fueled her desire to see more.

"We will stop when you learn to ask permission Heather." Ava said simply as she watched another orgasm cross Heather's overly sensitive body. "Since you are asking so nicely for me to stop, I will help you make your decision. Devon, why don't you grab the few things left on the tray. I think we both know their purpose, and we can leave it as a nice surprise for Heather." Ava said, breaking her gaze from Heather for just a second to gaze up at Devon's face. "I think we'll both enjoy it, although Heather might find it a little more unpleasant."

After Devon got Ava the chair to sit on, he watched Heather's valiant, if futile fight against the pleasures that she was helpless to stop. He couldn't help but enjoy the sight before him, even if he wasn't normally prone to enjoying the use of force. He was willing to make exceptions in cases like this, though, because the new employees needed to learn their place, and sometimes force was the only way to get through to them. The need for force was further reinforced when Heather let another powerful orgasm wrack her helpless body without asking for permission.

Ava's words following Heather's latest orgasm were anything but a surprise to Devon. He couldn't help the soft chuckle that slipped from his lips. "I wasn't lying when I told you that the rewards and punishments are custom-tailored to the individual, Heather." Devon said loud enough for Heather to hear over the sound of the machine that was so thoroughly fucking her. He rose slowly to his feet from where he'd been briefly kneeling at Ava's side. "If you haven't figured that out by now, though, that will certainly change in a moment." He spoke again as he walked along side her and out of her restricted field of vision.

It didn't take long for Devon to reach the metal tray that Ava had talked about, and while the machine was keeping Heather busy he pulled one of the rubber gloves out of their box and pulled it on, glad that Heather wouldn't be able to hear it over the sound of the machine. He then grabbed the bottle of lube and poured a generous amount onto his gloved fingers. Only then did he finally turn his attention back to Heather once more. He moved his right hand to glide slowly up and down her back a couple of times before moving his lubed fingers straight towards her exposed and puckered rosebud. He let his fingers glide across it a couple of times, taking great joy in the further reactions that his likely unexpected ministrations pulled from Heather. He didn't stop there, though. He soon started to trace slow circles around that tight and puckered star, the circles getting smaller with each repetition. The next step was easy enough after his previous ministrations. He pushed a single fingertip into the tight ring and started to circle once more, both massaging and loosening the tight muscles. As he did that, he slowly pushed more and more of his finger into her tight hole, and when he was certain that she could take it without pain, he quickly withdrew that finger and drove it inside in a single motion.

Heather was delirious. The fucking machine was relentlessly pounding its thick 7 inch length into her sopping cunt, eliciting a moan with each powerful thrust. The vibrator on her clit was almost painful in its intensity, pushing her body relentlessly forward towards arousal and release. Heather had already cum twice and with Ava taking a seat and the set up around her, this could only be the beginning of a very long journey, the only possible ending even in Heather's mind her own enslavement, for real this time.

Heather could close her eyes to avoid Ava's intense gaze and yet somehow she stayed transfixed, her emerald eyes glistening with the moisture of unshed tears of frustration and helplessness, almost drowning in Ava's steady and certain gaze.

"Please", Heather whispered as her already exhausted body was approaching the brink again.

Devon had left and returned with one of the surprises they had mentioned. When his finger, coated in cool, copious lubricant, touched her rear opening, Heather even through all of the sensory overload shuddered and gasped.

"Please not there", she pleaded, ignored by Devon as he continued to tease her rosebud with his finger before slowly pushing inside this most private part of her, stretching her, opening her for more to come. When Heathers ass was accomodating enough for Devon's taste, he pulled out completely, allowing her the hope that maybe at least this part of her ordeal would be over. No such luck. When Devon's finger plunged into her ass with its entire force, a small scream escaped Heather. Every part of her was on fire and another orgasm was certainly on its way, so very close again. How much of this could her exhausted body and her overwhelmed mind take? Not much more. Not much more at all.

Devon heard every one of Heather's reactions to his finger teasing and eventually penetrating her tight ass. Sadly for her, though, none of them were what Ava required, giving him no choice but to continue. He quickly pulled that single finger most of the way out of her tight hole before driving it back into her once more. He could see her entire body clenching and feel her ass clenching around his finger. Those reactions told him that he was once again close to another orgasm, and he was more than happy to assist her in reaching that high once more. He braced his other hand on her hip. Using that grip for leverage, he started to finger-fuck her tight ass, thrusting at the exact same pace as the fucking machine in her cunt, except that when it pulled back, he thrust his finger in and vice versa.

When Heather's orgasm crested, and her ass was spasming and clenching on his finger he took the opportunity to add another finger, fucking her tight but accommodating ass with two fingers through the entirety of her orgasm.

When Heather's orgasm finally subsided, and he felt her ass stop clenching, Devon took the opportunity to add a third finger. He kept to the same pace as the fucking machine, but also turned to gesture to one of the guards standing by. He gestured the man over and then motioned towards the wrapped condom on the metal tray. As the man opened the condom Devon pulled his fingers out of Heather's still -spasming ass, pulled the glove off his hand with an audible snap and quickly shed his clothes and tossed them aside. He then grabbed the condom and rolled it onto his achingly hard cock. He picked up the lube bottle and poured a thin line of lube onto his cock before stroking it a few times, coating the full of his throbbing length.

Devon knew at this point that Heather likely thought that he was done with her, and he took great care in stepping over the fucking machine with one foot. Soon he was standing over and straddling the device while also being at the perfect height for what he was about to do next. He moved his clean hand to glide up Heather's back one time before dipping back down. When it reached the base of her spine it fanned outwards to her hip which he massaged gently as he guided the head of his cock to her puckered rosebud. He pushed against the tight ring, uncaring for her responses just then as he focused on the task at hand. A low groan slipped from him when the flared head of his cock popped into her tight hole. He paused there for just a moment before slowly pushing the full of his length into her ass while the fucking machine and vibrator continued to work their magic.

When the full of his achingly hard cock was sheathed in Heather's ass Devon paused once more. He moved his other hand to her other hip as he pulled slowly out of her once more. When just the head of his cock was inside her he pushed forward, giving her half of his cock in one motion before pulling back and thrusting once more. The second thrust came with the full of his throbbing length. His hands gripped her hips tightly then as he pulled back and started to fuck her at the same relentless pace as the fucking machine in her pussy. Just as he'd done with his fingers, though, he thrusted as the machine pulled out and pulled out as it thrusted, ensuring that one of her holes was always full of a cock.

This had been the most stupid move she had made yet. Each orgasm that Heather suffered at Ava's hand and command was ripping another part of her away, leaving her core more and more exposed and vulnerable, her hold on herself and reality slipping fast, with nothing solid to turn to, to hold onto except for Ava's brightly shining eyes.

It would have been smarter to close her eyes and yet the strength she saw there was quickly becoming the only thing in this world she could rely on, the only thing that made sense, the one constant that might hold her together as she shattered into a million pieces. She saw Ava's response to her next orgasm, her own helpless whimpers and pleas not evoking compassion but something else, something darker and sexier that pulled on Heather's tortured mind and soul, inviting, seducing, demanding her complete surrender.

Devon added more fingers into her tight ass as he thus rode her through that orgasm that threatened to almost make her faint with its intensity. After he had milked every last wave from her he withdrew, the fucking machine and vibrator still continuing to mercilessly push her towards her next wave. Please make it stop. She couldnt take any more than this.

When Devon pushed his cock into Heather's ass, she screamed. She couldnt handle another sensation, not another part of her being claimed for anothers pleasure, her body slowly but surely being turned from her home to the plaything and toy of others. His strokes soon matched the rhythm of the fucking machine, ensuring that one of her holes was always filled to the brim with cock, giving her not a moment of respite, her body assaulted constantly with the claiming sensation of insatiable cock.
Heathers face contorted, pleasure and pain mixing into a heady cocktail, Ava's eyes sparkling with amusement.

She had to make it stop, she had lost. Sobbing and with a shaking voice Heather admitted her total and utter defeat.

"Please let me cum", she implored. Ava's response told her that this sentence was not enough, that she had all day to reduce Heather to the pliable slut that she wanted her to be. Her moans were desperate as her ass and pussy were plundered, her clit pushed ever further.

"Please, please, oh my god please, let me cum. Please, let me cum for you, mistress", Heather moaned. "Please, let this slut come for you, please", she implored, here eyes fixed on Ava's, knowing beyond the shadow of a doubt her own helplessness as a physical reality. Her own arousal at that fact was simply adding insult to injury, further strengthening Heathers freefall into submission.

Ava watched, almost transfixed on Heather's face as Devon worked his fingers into the tight space that laid before him. As Heather started to politely beg she couldn't help but wonder if she was begging because she desperately knew that was what she wanted or it was indeed one of the last things she wanted. As she watched Heather orgasm once again she knew the answer and that soon Heather would have no chance to give in.

She couldn't help but chuckle when Heather asked shakily if she could orgasm. "Is that really the nicest way you can ask after all that we talked about earlier? I can wait if you haven't fully learned your lesson." Ava said, her words trailing off half-heartedly. Ava waited with baited breath for Heather to finally ask again, nodding with amusement as the words finally crossed the young girls lips going further than Ava had expected.

"Yes Heather, you may orgasm - and Devon will stop once you have cum for the fourth time." She said with a smile as stood up from her chair, her fingers gently sliding across Heather's cheek as she came for the final time. Ava kindly switched off the machine after her orgasm crested, she had tortured the young girl's flesh more than enough for today and when Devon reached down to turn off the wand Heater's relief seemed almost palpable.

"Give her a moment to rest and then carry her gently to my quarters. Yes gentlemen, my quarters. Devon, you may return once you've cleaned up." she finished as she turned and walked to the door after collecting her things.

After pulling her dress on, the walk only took a few short minutes as the trainer's housing was only across the street and around a few city blocks away from the main slave housing. While the townhome that housed Devon and Ava was almost twice as large as the rest of the units the only main difference was the spaciousness of the rooms. While Ava had been given the option of luxury she opted for comfort that fit in well with their surroundings. Much of the furniture was made from reclaimed wood that had been gathered from the surrounding islands, giving the open and slightly contemporary space a warm feel that did not look out of place in their tropical environment. The simple staircase led directly to the large master bathroom and en suite bath, while the second smaller bedroom off to the left provided for potential guests. As she walked upstairs and into the bedroom she couldn't help but wonder how Heather would assess the space. The large bed was certainly the focal point of the room, and was certainly the most striking piece of furniture in the entire house. The style of the canopy bed was rather simple, but the weathered wood that ran the entire length of the headboard brought a slight bit of sheer color to the otherwise plain design. The stout posts and built in eyelets allowed for almost anything one could imagine, even if that wasn't in the cards tonight (or at least not yet.)

Today, the bath would end up being the potential end of Heather's torment. It only took her a moment to cross into the bathroom, which featured the same theme as the rest of the house. A large wood vanity faced the door, featuring two simple glass vessel sinks and a small vanity. The large shower tiled in stacked natural stone stood off to the right and took up the width of the room. The true focal point of the space was the step down japanese soaking tub that was set directly in front of the floor to ceiling window, providing an unparalleled view of the beach that lay beyond. It only took her a moment to drop in the epsom salt and hit the switch on the side of the wall, setting the heater to warm so that the water would never dip below peak temperature before setting the temperature dial and flipping the switch that would start the flow of water. Ava sighed contently as the sound of rushing water filled the room as the waterfall faucet fulfilled its duties. There was just something so soothing about the gentle sound it created.

After Ava had finally made her way over to the other side of the room to turn on the shower she could hear the door open below. And when she was done she was not surprised to see Gary holding a naked and slightly trembling Heather. "Thank you Gary, you can wait in the bedroom. I will call you if your assistance is needed." Ava said, finishing as Gary set Heather gently down on the floor. "Why don't you get yourself cleaned off Heather" Ava said, gesturing towards the slightly steaming shower as she slowly sat down on the wicker vanity chair.

Something had cracked in Heather as she begged Ava for her release. She had sworn she would never do this, yet in the face of Ava's determination and resourcefulness Heather had never stood a chance.

When the final orgasm hit, she contracted helplessly around both cocks, still pounding her overused flesh, the pleasure so intense it was close to agony. Her body, mind and soul beyond exhausted from her ordeal, Heather simply collapsed, sobbing at her total defeat. She would not have the strength to resist Ava again, but could she find the strength inside to submit to the beautiful woman's wishes?

Thoughts for another day. One of the guards picked her up, gently at Ava's order, and marched her to a house along the beach. Heather hardly noticed the reclaimed beachwood furniture, her eyes closed as she prayed that oblivion would claim her to forget her shame and defeat.

"Why don't you get yourself cleaned off, Heather", Ava's clear voice rang, piercing through Heather's own thoughts. She looked up from the floor where the guard had put her. "Yes, Miss Ava", she said, using for the first time the full title that Ava had given her.

It took her a while to get her trembling body to stand, her knees still shaking and weak, threatening to give way. The water in the shower was wonderful, the warmth loosening her tension and the shower wall giving her the support she needed as she collapsed. Heather couldnt hold back her tears, feeling so very lost. The gravity of her situation was finally catching up with her, the extent of her powerlessness hitting her like a freight train. She washed herself thoroughly, doing her best to stimulate her oversensitised body as little as possible, and then stepped out of the shower. A towel was there was her and she dried herself off, her eyes meeting Ava's questioningly, who was sitting on a chair by the vanity, her graceful form stretched out languidly. God was she beautiful, her strength and confidence radiating from every pore of her tanned body.

Heather was unsure what to do.
"Is there anything you require of me, Miss Ava", she asked, her voice small, her eyes lowered to the floor.

Ava watched Heather slowly work up the energy to move, and the slight trembling of her legs did not go unnoticed. She couldn't say she was surprised, she knew that Heather would hold out as long as she could both mentally and physically. Unfortunately it would take a toll on her body, and this was a fight that neither of them had anticipated today. As she watched Heather sink against the wall for support she couldn't help but feel some slight remorse. She had always hated having to break someone down as she'd much rather build upwards much like she had done with Devon. With Heather that had seemed an unlikely, as she seemed hidden behind too many walls. As Heather stepped out of the shower Ava could only hope the path from here could be a more positive one. It was almost as if part of her wish was answered, when Heather looked towards her for guidance instead of clinging to a past that could not be altered.

"Only one or two things, but nothing that will require much effort on your part." Ava started as she slowly stood and bridged the small bit of space between them until she could reach out and slowly take Heather's hand. "The reason I brought you here specifically is to be able to ease some of your physical pain at least" Ava said as she took a half step forwards to the tub, waiting for Heather to follow. "Come soak" she said softly as they reached the edge of the tub that sunk into the floor, releasing her hand as she stepped down into the water. Ava stopped at the edge, pulling her dress over her head and gently tossing it towards the wall before slowly lowering herself to the floor and sliding her legs inwards until she was comfortably sitting on the edge as she waited for Heather to get settled.

"Normally after a session like today I would have offered something more physical as aftercare. Since I know you find my touch uncomfortable this seemed to the best alternative. While the warm water won't quite compare with skin to skin contact, at least it can soothe the muscles that have had their share of tension today. I won't force you to answer this today, but I have to ask. Was there something that happened to you Heather? To cause you to associate the touch from another woman as something so hateful? Perhaps you simply are straight, but I cannot help but think it really isn't that simple."

Heather didn't quite understand. Ava wanted to alleviate some of her pain, the pain she had caused, why? Why would this woman care whether she was in pain or not?

"Come soak", Ava's voice, now soft and silky had invited. Heather didn't know what to do, so she simply followed the voice, supporting her unsteady body against the rim of the tub as she slowly raised one beautifully toned leg to enter the pleasingly hot water. Soon Heather was immersed, the heat of the water seeping into every aching muscle and beginning the arduous task of relaxing her.

"Aftercare?", Heather asked, not quite understanding the term.

"I don't understand you at all. First you push me to breaking and then you want to piece me back together. Why? I just don't get it. Why do you care", Heather asked softly, the tears beginning to flow as she began to sob all of the emotional turmoil of the last few days out of her body. Heather was rocking herself, letting go but desperately needing something, someone to hold her as she was feeling so utterly lost.

Ava asked her about her history with women. At any other time, Heather would have kept her secret, but in her current state after everything that had happened, the words started pouring out of her.

"I..., I fell in love with my best friend. We were inseperable, like sisters. I don't think I have ever cared more for anyone and she... She cared about me. When I tried to kiss her...., she, she called me names and never wanted to see me again. I felt so awful, destroying the most precious thing in my life due to these horrible feelings I had for her. She spread at the whole school that I was a lesbian", Heather sobbed. "I...I lost it. I seduced her boyfriend and fucked him where she could see us. I was so angry, so hurt, I just wanted to hurt her....She had an accident that day, drove into a tree as she... As she drove away. She died. My best friend died because I couldnt control these feelings... I worked so hard... And now, you, you want to bring them back...", she cried inconsolably, for the first time confessing this dark secret and the deep shame and guilt she had carried.

Ava sat silently as Heather seemed to process what she has asked, and fought against the urge to move as Heather started to cry. She knew Heather wasn't finished and she did not what her to stop her from sharing by spooking her. When Heather had finally finished sharing what had clearly haunted her for so long Ava slid as silently into the water as she could, not bothering to remove the little clothing she was still wearing as she slowly moved to the other side where Heather had settled.

"Oh sweetheart. I am truly sorry to hear that you lost your best friend." Ava said softly as she had down beside her, slowly pulling Heather's hand into her own. "If she loved you as a friend she would have never wanted you to carry this with you for the rest of your life no matter what happened afterwards. You shared something with her that you thought you shared together. You shared your true feelings, and there should be no shame in that. What if she felt the same way and you never asked? Would you not have regretted that as well? It sounds like you both made some mistakes you likely regretted afterwards, her with her harsh words and you by striking back and stealing the only other thing that could have meant more to her." Ava paused, gently running her hands along Heather's jaw, silently willing her to look into her eyes. "You will never know why she drove into that tree, if it for what you did or for what she did to you or something else entirely. Punishing yourself and pushing everyone away will not change that."

"Come here" Ava said, weighing the odds as she slid just an inch closer, holding out her arm in an effort to draw her closer. "I know you likely see me as someone who doesn't care about you or what happens to you. As hard as it may be to believe, my actions today were to help you, to hopefully break through to you and help you see the situation for how it really is." Ava said with a sigh before continuing. "If I didn't care I would have just left you in that room to rot until we could find an auction house to sell you from, I don't want that to happen to you. So much of what I see in the file that was sent and what I see from the girl in front of me just shows how few people have really cared about you. That is a shame, because I keep seeing glints of this wonderful person that you are, if you tore down all the walls that you've built to keep people away. No one died because of your feelings sweetheart, she died because of the choices she made. No matter how much you punish yourself or you hide that away you will never change the past. I find it hard to believe she'd want that of you either."

Ava's soft voice and kind words somehow reached into a deep place of the crying girl. When her hand reached Heather's, for the first time there was no flinch, just a small squeeze as though Heather wanted to reassure herself that Ava was really here with her.

What a strange place to face her demons in and what a strange guise for a person who actually cared about what became of her, more than Heather could say for her actual family or past lovers. Ava reassured and comforted, care and tenderness radiating from every cell of her body, making Heather's form soften from the core.

"Come here", Ava said gently, inviting rather than commanding and Heather obliged, leaning into the offered embrace and giving herself over to the warmth of the body belonging to the woman she had wrongly thought to be her enemy. Her arms closed around Ava's slender and muscular form, hugging her first shyly and then when nothing but reassurance came, more fiercely. In this hug, for the briefest of moments Heather felt something unfamiliar: safe. Cared for. Even loved in some small way.

After a little while of cherishing the embrace, Heather's head tilted back, looking up into the brightly shining eyes of her mistress, feeling the loving hands on her, the warmth of a caring body and a kind heart close to her. Heather's lips parted unconsciously as her hand travelled to Ava's neck, gently massaging and stroking without thought, softly pulling, inviting her slowly towards her waiting mouth.

Heather's legs had parted, her nipples hardened as she shared the bath and closeness with Ava, finally dropping some of the heavy inhibiting baggage her young body had carried for so long.

Ava could only hope that the surprise did not show on her face as Heather actually leaned towards her, going as far as to even wrap her hand around her without a single hint of malice. At the same time, it was not hard for her to return the moment in kind, sliding her arm around the young girl's back and rubbing up and down the full of her back.

Her breath hitched for just a moment as Heather reach upwards, and she had to suppress the desire to close her eyes as Heather stroked almost lovingly. As she looked downwards she couldn't help but notice that time had seemed to bring calmness back to the room along with a rather big change in body language for Heather. Her body seemed to no longer be so tightly wound, with her legs slightly spread as she seemed to almost pull Ava towards her. In truth, Ava needed no other invitation as she leaned down to meet Heather's slightly pouted lips.

Ava kept her touch light, waiting for Heather to return her kiss before sliding her fingers along the edge of Heather's jaw, effectively pulling her closer while giving her the ability to pull away if she was so inclined.

Ava's soft hands running along her back sent little sparks of electricity along Heathers spine, straight down to her pussy, only a sharp outbreath betraying the depth of her response to the touch.

When Ava's full and soft lips found Heather's in the softest of kisses, time stood still as the young woman melted into her mistress, offering everything she was in perfect innocence and devotion to this moment of rebirth. Heather pressed her body closer, the sweet and tender kiss becoming more passionate as she surrendered herself to the torrent of long held-back desire and emotion, now flowing freely in Ava's arms.

Heather's hands were caressing the muscular, yet feminine form of her captor, her desire clear in her flushed cheeks, panting breath and lush wetness. Ava had broken her, broken through to her, creating an undeniable connection as Heather gave herself over. Her hands traced Ava's graceful neck and shoulders with a silky soft touch, before outlining her collarbone, caressing, delighting, worshipping the beautiful body in front of her.

So long had she wanted to explore this, so long had she held herself back. No more. Heathers lips trailed along the soft curve of the other woman's neck, kissing, licking and gently sucking her pulsepoint, delighting in her responses. Her hands had reached Ava's breasts, gently teasing and massaging them, hesitantly at first since she did not want to overstep, but encouraged by her sounds and responses, Heather soon ventured forth more boldly.

"You are so beautiful", she whispered into Ava's ear. "Please teach me how to please you", she added, her green eyes full of longing as her hands continued their journey of exploration.

Any concerns Ava had that Heather would pull away were soon evaporated as Heather quickly pressed her body closer, her wet body soaking what little dry fabric remained on the bra and panties Ava had yet to remove. Her own body responded easily as Heather's arms encircled her body, her hands seemingly trailing along almost every available inch until her own nipples strained against the wet fabric.

Ava couldn't help but gasp and tilt her head back as Heather trailed her lips down her neck. She couldn't help but get lost in the moment, hazily wondering where on earth this part of Heather had been hiding. Soon Ava's own soft moans filled the room as she let Heather take her turn at teasing, trailing her hands across her ample bosom.

She couldn't help but smile as Heather whispered "You are so beautiful" into her ear, and as Heather continued to speak she slid her had around to the side of Heather's face, drawing her in for a deep extended kiss.

"You have already pleased me more today than I could have imagined little one. You need not instruction on how to make this woman very happy. Instead, tell me or show me what you have longed to experience." Ava stated huskily before pulling the young girl's face back to her own.

The softness of her skin, the lushness of her form, the warmth in her eyes, the sweetness of her lips, all added to the intoxicating mix that was Ava. So different from the piercing hardness of a man's body, so different in the effortless depth, care and sensuality that just seemed to emerge as their hands explored each other.

Even in her most secret dreams, Heather could have never imagined the sheer eroticism and bliss she found in Ava's arms. Her desire was strong and yet it was different to what she had known before. Somehow deeper, softer, with more longing and surrender, more sweetness that made her body melt.

Ava's soft moans were like the sweetest music, caressing her ears and sending little shivers through her body. More, she wanted even more, wanted to see Ava cry out in pleasure, her body on fire, her name on her gorgeous lips. Heather wanted to taste her, feel her, drink in her essence and bask in the softness that was her.

Their kisses were the most powerful aphrodisiac, pulling both women deeper into their bodies, their senses and each other. Insatiable, Heather's lips were burning, hungering for more, needing to taste the sweetness of Ava's lips and her ecstasy again and again.

"Please teach me how to please you", Heather had said, the longing to bring her mistress delicious bliss almost overwhelming, teaching her the true meaning and rewards of devotion.

"You have already pleased me more today than I could have imagined, little one. You need no instruction on how to make this woman very happy. Instead tell me or show me what you have longed to experience", Ava's husky voice said, travelling right to Heather's sex, making her gasp. The thought of her having pleased Ava brought her a strange sense of joy and meaning that Heather could not yet understand.

Encouraged by Ava's words, Heather's hand travelled to her lush breasts, still covered in black lace, now wet from the water and clinging fetchingly to the curves, leaving little to the imagination. With great tenderness and undeniable passion, Heather freed them from their lacy prison, her soft hands gliding along this beautiful woman's perfect tits. As the peaks hardened in response, pointing towards Heather invitingly, she couldnt help her mouth being drawn to taste and tease Ava's nipples.
She had to feel them, explore their hardness, suck on them if it was the last thing she did. Her pink tongue ran slowly to outline the breast, circling its peak several times before her lips closed around it, gently suckling rhythmically, her pace matching the sounds emerging from Ava's soft lips.

Heathers other hand trailed along her taut stomach until they reached Ava's lacy briefs, already soaked with a mixture of water and, judging from the fragrance that was beginning to envelop her, juices of Ava's arousal. Heather's fingers gently traced the place where fabric met skin, before dipping lower, her hand searching for the steamy wetness that seemed to be calling out to her with an intensity that she was powerless to deny.

Time seemed to stop momentarily as Heather's hands found their way behind Ava's back. Ava could almost feel the blush make its way across the skin as Heather deftly pulled the damp lace from her shoulders and chest. Almost instinctively her back arched as Heather's hands slid slowly along her sides, the soft touch drawing a series of moans that filled the small space. Free from the fabric her nipples continued to harden as she considered just where Heather might go next. As Heather's fingers trailed along her bare skin her free right hand slid around her shoulder, sliding her hand into the hair at the base of her neck. When the hands were swiftly replaced with Heather's tongue Ava could only gasp as she slid her hand further, slightly entangling Heather's hair between her fingers as the young girl's mouth inched closer and closer.

Ava's breath hitched as Heather's hand reached the edge of her panties, and for a brief moment she couldn't help but wonder if Heather had ulterior motives. Would she tease Ava like she had mercilessly teased her earlier? Would she regret giving Heather almost complete freedom in this moment? Thankfully after tracing along the top seam of Ava's soaked panties her hand continued southward. Ava couldn't help but whimper as Heather's fingers traced their way across the wet and slick fabric which revealed just how much Ava had enjoyed the last several hours.

"Don't stop" Ava said breathlessly as Heather's hands continued to slide over her heated skin.

Whilst in any other circumstance Heather would have likely teased her lover mercilessly, establishing a favorable power dynamic between them, the intensity of her long suppressed desires suddenly finding release was mesmerising in its force. Nothing but Ava, her fragrance, her pleasure, her moans, her gorgeous body mattered.

Heather's fingers slowly dipped lower, her fingers spreading out to caress Ava's sweet pussy lips, for now avoiding the secret love pearl, teasing at least a little. Heather's mouth changed to the other lush breast, licking, gently nibbling and sucking hungrily, Ava's sounds of pleasure spurring her on, taking over her mind, leaving her breathless.

She needed to taste her, needed to bring this woman to rapture, her body physically aching from the strength of her need. Heather had never before craved a partners pleasure the way she did Ava's. Her fingers continued their torterously slow tease, slowly adding a little more pressure, giving the clit the tiniest amount of stimulation from the sides. Ava's slick wetness made this oh so easy, her hands clawing into Heather's hair and neck, pulling her closer, clearly demanding more.

"Tell me what you want me to do. Command me or otherwise I will want to tease you, elicit more, so many more of your delicious moans, which are driving me crazy", Heather said sexily, her voice laced with passion, her eyes burning with desire as they held Ava's gaze, her mouth continuing to suckle Ava's tits in sync with her moans.

Answering Ava's next words, Heathers mouth dipped lower, trailing soft kisses along her stomach, her tongue flickering and teasing, kissing each inch of the lacy band of Ava's briefs, letting her tongue play where skin and fabric met, her fingers continuing their gentle yet frustrating assault on her lover's sex. Slowly, oh so agonisingly slowly, her hand left Ava's sex to peel back the last piece of lace between her and her prize. Heather's fingers gently caressed her lovers ass and hips, as she slid the briefs down her toned legs, revealing Ava's sex in all of its glory.

Heather gasped, licking her lips as she could see the delicious dew drops glistening between the lips of her sex, Ava's strong musky fragrance and her moans calling her closer. Heather brought her nose closely to her pussy, closing her eyes as she inhaled the delicious fragrance, letting it wash through her body, building anticipating and desire even further. When her pink tongue slowly extended beyond her full lips, time seemed to freeze. With the flat of her tongue, so soft and moist and gentle, Heather licked from the opening all the way between the lips to just over the clit, savoring the taste like a long anticipated delicacy.

"You taste so fucking amazing", she moaned her body shuddering from her own arousal, before her tongue returned to continue its slow, languid strokes along Ava's slit.

Ava's breath came in short gasps as Heather continued to tease her, not unlike she had earlier in the day but truly Ava had no complaints. This was one thing that Ava would not have to teach Heather, that some of the best things come slowly. Her toes curled reflexively as Heather just barely grazed her clit, already hypersensitive from today’s events that had already spanned several hours. As delighted as she was in the sensations Heather was already providing she couldn’t help but instinctively pull the young girl closer to what she really wanted as she moaned wantonly. It took a moment for Ava to process Heather’s remark, her mind awash with the continued sensations that ran through her body.


“I think it is time you tasted just how much I enjoyed you earlier” Ava said breathlessly as she pulled her hands from Heather’s hair and eased her way back up to the edge of the tub. She balanced precariously on the edge as Heather dipped her head lower, trailing her lips almost her skin as they made their way southward drawing a series of small whimpers from her lips. When Heather slid her hands along her thighs she couldn’t help but moan once again, and when she drew ever so close Ava couldn't help but hold her breath in anticipation.


When Heather’s tongue finally seemed to make contact Ava could do nothing but whimper, so lost in the pleasure of the moment as her hands tightly gripped the small ridge of the tub as her legs spread even further. Heather’s brief compliment did not go unnoticed but she couldn't will herself to do anything but bask in Heather’s attention as her tongue brought on wave after wave of exquisite pleasure.

"If you keep this enthusiasm up I may just have to keep you." Ava said, struggling to speak through the waves of sensation that spread through her body.

Ava's gasps and moans fueled Heather's desire until it became all consuming, leaving no room for rational thought, inhibitions or even shame.

"I think its time you tasted how much I enjoyed you earlier", Ava's husky voice moaned sexily, travelling straight to Heather's drenched pussy. Had it turned Ava on to watch her get fucked over and over and over again, helpless, bound, powerless against the sensations that demanded orgasm after orgasm from her body? That thought made Heather gasp, her thighs clenching together slightly as she almost came imagining herself spreadeagled, her own arousal building Ava's.

Heather did not resist the hand that pulled her towards Ava's wet and wanton sex, instead keeing her steady teasing rhythm with just a touch more pressure, shortening her strokes ever so slightly to give more stimulation to her proudly protruding clitoris, eliciting more desperate moans as Ava opened her legs even wider. Her taste, so sweet and tangy was addictive, Heather's tongue occasionally dipping deep into her cave to reach even more of the heavenly juice.

"If you keep this enthusiasm up, I may just have to keep you", Ava moaned, her lustfilled words having a strange effect on Heather. She took two fingers, pushing them gently and slowly into her lovers sex, which although tight due to her wetness easily accomodated the invading digits. Heather continued caressing Ava's clit with her tongue whilst her fingers curled back, finding the small, slightly rougher spot on her upper pussy wall, massaging it steadily. She wanted to make her squirt, make her cum, bring her pleasure so badly, it was an almost physical ache inside her beautiful body.

"I need you to cum for me. Please, I need to taste you", she whispered before her tongue returned to its steady rhythm, now stroking just the clitoris in a smooth up and down motion, eating her mistress out just as she would devour a tasty ice cream cone. Just for the small difference that this cone was grabbing her hair and making the most amazing sounds of pleasure, which were threatening to take Heather over the edge herself.

Ava's whimpers turned in to one long moan as Heather's fingers teased against her opening, but she couldn't help but gasp as they slid easily inside. As the girl's fingers easily worked into a steady rhythm, Heather seemed to find just the right spot so easily pushing her steadily towards an orgasm. When combined with continuing pressure of Heather's tongue Ava could do little more than squirm, unconsciously pulling Heather ever closer in the process.


Heather's plea did not fall on deaf ears for it was Heather's words that pushed Ava's body over the edge. Not wanting the moment to end she had been attempting to keep her orgasm at bay, but the sensations on her clit and the sound of those words pushed her right to the edge. As Heather's tongue continued to stroke across her clit and her finger pushed against her g-spot just so she was finally sent over that edge.

Ava's fingers clenched impossibly tight in Heather's hair, holding both her head and pleasure-giving tongue against her spasming sex as she came, coating the younger girls chin with her juices.

Oh my god. The sounds, the fragrance, the taste of Ava's orgasm was just out of this world, pushing Heather into a place of wanton need. She was drinking the juices as quickly as Ava produced them, maintaining the steady rhythm with fingers and tongue as her lover rode the waves of her peak. The strong hands in her hair would not have allowed Heather to move anyways, but luckily the thought of anything but continuing didn't even cross her mind.

Ava's pleasure was intoxicating and she wanted more. Her tongue slowed down, her touch becoming much lighter on the now oversensitive clit, just enough to encourage Ava to continue her freefall into delight. Heather's soft tongue trailed circles around the clit, her finger still steadily rubbing the spot that felt so markedly different. Heather had been unsure if the reality would match the drawings and information she had read, but judging from Ava's response, it seemed close enough.

Heathers lips gently enveloped Ava's clit, adding the smallest trace of suction, remembering some of the things her more adventurous and skilled lovers had done to her as well as what she would have wanted them to do to her. It seemed that Ava and her were wired quite similarly that way.

Even though Heathers body had been through the sexual Wringer, her pussy was drenched now, her lips slightly swollen, her body ready for more, for Ava as she continued to lick her towards another peak.

Ava's head spun as her orgasm crested and she let any concerns about what would happen next go by the wayside temporarily. As her orgasm ended she was finally able to catch her breath after what felt like ages and she let her hands loosen themselves from Heather's scalp.

Heather's light touch felt heavenly, the gentle swirl of her tongue on her throbbing clit and with her fingers still gently massaging made it almost impossible for her not to get lost in another wave of pleasure. When her lips went to envelop her clit she had to fight against the wave of pleasure that rolled through her body. In the end she had to will herself back into the moment, slowly pulling her legs back down while gently pulling backwards with the hand that had remained entwined within Heather's hair.

"No more sweetheart. If you keep this up we will never stop." Ava said softly as she tried to gently disengage from the overly excited young girl. "We will have other moments to finish what we started tonight." she continued as she slowly pulled her legs back under herself, working up to eventually stand. "Would you like to stay here tonight?"

Heather was losing herself in the fragrant palace that was Ava's sweet pussy. She couldn't get enough of the juices, the moans, the delight she was receiving back.

When Ava pulled back, Heather moved to follow, a sound of dismay escaping her lips as her special treat was taken away.

"No more, sweetheart. If you keep this up, we will never stop", Ava had breathed huskily.

"Would that be so terrible", Heather asked darkly, licking her lips suggestively.

She felt only a little consoled, when Ava mentioned other moments they would have together. Heather's surprise was obvious at her lady's next words:

"Would you like to stay here tonight?"

"Really, may I", Heather asked shyly, hoping that she would be able to hold Ava in her arms as she fell asleep, breathing in the womanly, fresh scent that was her.

"Where would you want me", Heather added, her eyes lowered, her cheeks flushed with arousal, her sex damp, needy and pulsing. She really would need to do something about that.

"I...", she started, clearly embarrassed at her thoughts. Only an encouraging nod from Ava loosened her tongue. "I, am so turned on right now, I don't know how I could fall asleep like that. It feels like my pussy is on fire", she said in a whisper, biting her lip.

Ava had to stifle a laugh as Heather insinuated that she'd rather the moment never end. One of these days she'd learn that she won't often get what she wants. She was overy surprised when her mind went straight to where she'd be later, but she was taken off guard by the idea that Heather could possibly want more. Perhaps that would change when she actually got what she wanted.

"Devon?" Ava said, assuming he was simply keeping his distance out of respect - much like the stationed guard. "I need to take care of some things in my office, since I was rudely taken away from them today. Think you can handle the rest of things in the house today? Perhaps you can make sure Heather will be ready for bed by the time I return." Ava said with a chuckle.

It didn't take Devon too long to clean up after he pulled out of Heather and left the room. He actually chose to use the communal shower that the other slaves used, knowing that Heather would be brought to the town home that he shared with Ava on the island. Even when he was done with the necessities of cleaning up after such a play session he still lingered in the shower. One of the things that he had always loved about a shower was leaning against the wall and letting the hot water pound on his neck and shoulders.

The walk to the town home was similarly short, but the environment that surrounded Devon always made it better than driving. As he walked, he couldn't help but hope that Heather would forgive him for what he'd done to her. He also hoped that she would notice that he hadn't come to a climax when he'd been raping her ass. As much as he would want to claim otherwise, he knew the truth. Devon knew exactly what he'd been doing while he'd been doing it. He also knew that it was in the girl's best interest, and he hoped that she realized that soon enough. If she continued to be so contentious and insistent on being sold she would almost certainly end up in a situation infinitely worse than she was currently in.

Though he'd been thinking about Heather through the full length of his short walk nothing prepared Devon for what he heard as he entered the town home and walked up the steps. He heard the distinct sound of Ava's whimpers, and the sound of them brought a smile to his face. One look at Gary's face told him that he was in fact hearing exactly what he thought he was hearing. The large man simply smiled and chuckled as Devon took his place on the other end of the doorway and waited for the women to finish.

The louder and much more pronounced whimpers were all Devon needed to know that Ava was cumming, and cumming hard, hopefully all over Heather's face. As surprising as those sounds had been, though, the conversation that followed Ava's orgasm was even more surprising. He didn't think that Heather would even want to be in the same building as Ava, let alone the same bed, but she seemed to be full of surprises today.

The sound of his name being spoken with upward inflection made him step away from the wall and into the room. It took him only a moment to take in the entire room and each woman's position in it. As Ava started to talk again, he was already walking towards the cabinet that held the towels. He grabbed two of them and left the cabinet open as he turned around and stepped towards Ava,

"Yes, Mistress. I think I can handle it. Is there something specific you want for dinner, or shall we let our guest decide and I can heat up some for you when you return?"

As he spoke and waited for Ava to reply, he handed her a towel for her hair, even though it was barely wet at all. He then turned his attention to drying her. He started with her front, quickly but lovingly drying her shoulders and breasts before moving southward. Even though he was moving quickly Devon took great care in the pressure he used, especially when he got to his mistresses pussy. He knew just how much pressure to use without chafing. When he had gotten all the way down to her feet he pressed a single soft kiss to each of her feet before moving around behind her and using the same reverent and ritual-like motions on her backside.

"I think we can let Heather decide. It's probably been a while since she's had a good meal."

After Ava spoke, Devon watched her as she moved towards the doorway and disappeared from his view. He then tossed the damp towel into a hamper against the wall and fetched two more from the cabinet before turning towards the bathtub and the young beauty within.

"Whenever you're ready, Heather, but by all means take your time." Devon started softly as he moved to stand at the side of the tub and rest himself against the wall.