Trials and Titillations (Closed)

Miranda saw what she wanted. It was an ice cold dildo. She would cool her little friend down with that fun little toy! Actually, it wasn’t that little, but she figured Emily could handle it. She also saw the whipped cream and thought maybe she’d have a little taste of that as well. Why not? She was in charge here.

She brought the items over and placed them on a little cart, along with the bowl of ice and a few other things she pulled from her basket of goodies. But first things first.

“Ok Emily, Aunty is going to punish you now,” she said teasingly, grabbing the can of whipped cream. As Emily watched, Miranda straddled her victim once again, and sprayed a dollop of the sweet stuff into both of her armpits, and on both of her nipples. “Mmm, I love whipped cream!” she said, and dipped her head to begin licking Emily’s ticklish underarm. Miranda drove her tongue deep into the ticklish pit, licking the sticky sweetness clean while Emily vainly tried to evade her tickling tongue.

After giving the other pit the same treatment, Miranda moved down, licking her way across those jiggling globes that were covered in white. She licked them the way you might lick an ice cream cone, long slow licks that left Emily’s breasts glistening with saliva. She licked the nipples, flicking her tongue back and forth across them, while squeezing Emily around the waist.

“Mmmm, I love how you taste,” Miranda purred, applying a line of whipped cream down her belly and into her navel. Emily barely had time to catch a breath before Miranda was licking and tickling her way down, pausing to ream her little bellybutton out with her poking, prodding tongue. She kept up for a few more minutes, until she was satisfied that Emily was suitably stimulated. Then came the next part.

Miranda freed Emily’s toes, and then her ankles from the heavy stocks. She was clearly glad to be free of the tight restraints, wiggling her toes and waving her bare feet as soon as they were free. But they weren’t free long. Miranda buckled leather cuffs on Emily’s slim ankles, then attached ropes to the rings on both cuffs. One leg at a time, she pulled the ankle up towards Emily’s head, until her leg was just past straight, then tied her ankle tightly to the overhead metal bar on Emily’s right side. Repeating the steps on the left, now Emily’s legs were spread wide open, her soles facing up and her ass rising slightly off the bed.

“What a beautiful sight,” Miranda said, grinning. She picked up 3 small plastic cylinders and a small handheld device. “Let’s get you ready for the next part of your punishment,” she said, applying one of the cylinders to Emily’s hard nipple. She noticed Emily looking puzzled and explained what it was. “These little beauties are used to pump the nipples and clit. A vacuum is created by squeezing the pump that I attach, and then I remove the pump, leaving the cylinder over your engorged nipple. The drawing of blood into the nipple leaves it feeling much more sensitive. Miranda rubbed Emily’s pussy, giving the clit a quick stroke. “Same goes for your clit, my dear. This will suck your clit outward and make it swell, becoming ultra-sensitive for the delicious torments I have planned next.”
 
Emily had been covered in whipped cream by previous boyfriends. She'd enjoyed them licking it off her and, when they'd removed it all, she'd cover their cocks in the cream and return the favour. Then they'd fuck, leaving them both in a sticky mess by the end.

Emily's impressive breasts had always been a firm favourite and the boys would make a bee line for them covering them in cream in order that hey could play with her nipples her nipples. Emily enjoyed it and by the end her nipples were always as hard as bullets.

Emily soon realised that the whipped cream was just another ruse by Miranda to tickle and torment her however.

It was a blissful release to have her legs freed from the stocks and Emily enjoyed the brief moment of freedom she'd been given to waggle her legs around and get the blood circulating. Then on went the shackles and her legs were pulled upwards. She lay there with her legs wide open, helpless and vulnerable. Emily preferred this pose though. Perhaps, finally she was going to be penetrated.

Alas she was to be disappointed. Miranda produced the little suction cups and explained what she was going to do with them. Emily nipples and clitoris were already in a high state of arousal. It seemed unlikely that anything could make them more so.
 
Very soon, Miranda had pumped both of Emily’s nipples and her clit. After removing the vacuum tubes, her nipples stood up bigger, and her clit was swollen and clearly visible. She wasted no time in fetching the still cold dildo and started teasing her pussy with it. As she rubbed the cold, rubbery tip against her silky lips, she used an ice cube on her ass, working it along the crack.

A sudden intake of breath, followed by a squeal marked the point when Miranda slowly pushed the dildo inside of Emily. She kept sliding it in and out of her hot little pussy, while she kissed her way up the back of her thigh, moving towards her knee. She pushed the dildo in deep and left it there to fill Emily, taking the ice cube once more to the back of one knee while she licked and teased the back of the other. She turned out to be quite sensitive there as well.

As Emily moaned and twisted on the bed, Miranda worked two ice cubes over her fleshy butt cheeks and up her twitching legs, watching the cubes melt on their way over the woman’s hot skin. When the cubes reached the bottoms of Emily’s feet, she really started to squirm. The cubes roamed all over her soles, paying particular attention to her jerking, wiggling toes. As the cubes melted away, Miranda grabbed a foot and held it tight as she began to lick the moisture from Emily’s heel, working her way up to the arch where she sucked the tender flesh and washed it with her tongue. Miranda moaned, enjoying herself. “Aunty needs those toes,” she said, licking between two of the sexy digits. She drove her mouth down over several of Emily’s toes, sucking for all she was worth, while their combined moans and giggles echoed off the walls.

Following that little feast on Emily’s feet, Miranda went back to the dildo, using it to tease her once again. She worked the dildo in and out, watching as Emily’s body responded, then began to tickle again, using her soft fingertips to lightly scrabble along Emily’s exposed side and armpit. She kept both going, the tickling and the dildo fucking, watching Emily try to reconcile those different sensations. Pausing to flick her fingertips across Emily’s sensitized nipple made her squirm deliciously.

“You are not to cum yet,” Miranda warned Emily, slowing the tickle so she could pay attention. “You must warn me if you are about to cum, because if you don’t and you do cum, Aunty will be very displeased,” she said. “I will punish you if you do.”

Miranda wasn’t sure if Emily heard her or even cared. She kept working the dildo in and out of Emily’s slick pussy, fucking her with the thick rubber cock, while she played with her nipple and tickled her side.
 
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