Wrong Side of the Bed – Ch. 05 – BDSM – Free Sex Story

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The following chapter includes depictions of consensual intoxication, reluctance, humiliation, and objectification. Reader discretion is advised.

As Elva stood up from her chair and held Mistress’ hand, she couldn’t help but notice a sudden change in the air. ‘What’s…‘ she wondered as her head started to feel light, ‘that smell…

“My pheromones, kitten,” Mistress replied to her wondered with a devious smile as she pulled Elva towards the playroom door. “They work fast when you’re… receptive~.”

Elva took a step after Mistress without hesitation. ‘Pheromones…‘ she wondered as she held Mistress’ hand tighter; the word brought to mind something in her contract about relaxation. Elva couldn’t dwell too long on it, though, as every breath she took filled her senses with a devilishly sweet aroma. As she held Mistress’ hand back she couldn’t help but discover it warmer than when she’d last touched it, and the feeling was oddly comforting. When Mistress reached the door, Elva stopped behind and looked up to the back of her head almost with anticipation as she grabbed a strange handle and turned it.

Mistress casually swung the door open and stepped through the threshold. As Elva followed after and walked into the new, brightly-lit room, she couldn’t help but feel uneasy again as she took in her new surroundings.

The playroom was an massive chamber with dark-red walls and black wooden flooring that felt smooth under her feet. ‘It’s so much bigger than Móra’s cottage,‘ Elva reflected before she looked around and saw the room was filled with foreign furniture. To her left, she found an assortment of beautifully-carved wooden tables and chairs with golden padding, while the furniture on the right side, with its red padding and wood that blended into the floor, was entirely bizarre. Elva swallowed nervously as she thought how they could be used.

“Pay no mind to those yet, kitten,” Mistress glanced back for a moment as she gently tugged Elva to the left side of the room. Elva released a relieved exhalation and felt her mind start to float again as she wandered after Mistress’ scent.

Letting herself be pulled affectionately, Elva watched the smooth swaying of Mistressʼ ponytail as she followed her to an open area near the wall. Mistress walked Elva to the center of the cleared space before releasing her hand.

“Stay right there, kitten,” she turned to Elva and sweetly looked into her eyes with a slight smile. Elva held her own hand as Mistress took several steps backward, finding herself already missing the warmth of Mistressʼ touch. Mistress reached a chair near the wall and leaned back, grasping the arms of the chair as she sat down.

Mistress settled into her chair by crossing her right leg over the left, then leaning into the left side of the chair with her chin resting on her knuckles while her right arm lay on its rest. When Mistress continued to stare for more than a moment, bobbing her foot rhythmically as her eyes slowly wandered across her body, Elva started anxiously fidgeting in place.

The way she’s looking at me,ʼ Elva wondered as she turned her gaze away and raised her hand shyly to her mouth, ‘it’s like she’s undressing me.ʼ She blushed, squirming as she felt her chest grow warm.

“Quite accurate, kitten,” Mistress teased with a mischievous smile and piercing eyes. “But I would like you~ to undress, now.”

Elva quickly returned her gaze to Mistress, eyes wide as she felt her ears grow Hot and her heart pound. ‘Oh, I shouldn’t have wondered that,‘ she reflected with a grimace as she felt her spine shiver.

Snickering, Mistress replied, “I find thoughts can be much more true to desires than words. Take off your dress, kitten,” she ordered with a quiet voice.

A moment later Elva closed her eyes and released a deep sigh before she lowered her hand from her mouth and began to unbutton the front of her dress. As the garment gradually loosened, it did little to alleviate the pressure in Elva’s chest, and she felt her heart pound as the lukewarm air started to tickle her skin.

After taking a heavy breath, Elva peeked her eyes open as she unfastened the last button to see Mistress watching her intently. Her grin was replaced by a slight curl of her lips, while her eyes softly peered at her through relaxed lids. Elva felt her heart stop as their eyes met; suddenly the air felt warmer on her skin and Elva found herself wanting Mistress to see her. She slowly pulled her dress open, revealing her modest chest to Mistress as she pulled the sleeves off her arms.

As Elva’s chest became exposed, Mistress released a light moan of approval as she licked her lips. “Stop for a moment, kitten,” Mistress raised her left hand from her chin as the top of Elva’s dress fell loosely at her waist. “I rarely see such a beautiful sight these days.” With a slight grin, she rested on her hand again and added, “I wish to savor the moment.”

Elva blushed and turned her head away while she clutched the fabric of her dress. ‘B–beautiful? No one has ever called me that before… especially while…‘ Elva looked down at herself and flushed heavily as she realized how she was being complimented; as her face grew Hot with embarrassment, she lifted her arms in an attempt to cover her breasts.

“Hands down, kitten,” Mistress ordered, somewhat sternly before Elva’s arm could reach her chest. “You’re far too pretty; I won’t allow you to hide yourself from me.”

Elva trembled as she halted the rise of her hands; she looked at Mistress with pleading eyes and pouting lips before reluctantly lowering her arms again, resigning herself to being seen by Mistress. With her hands held uneasily at her side and her shoulders stiff, she looked away again and tried in vain to calm her squirming, too embarrassed to meet Mistress’ stare. A few moments later, Mistress took a deep breath and released a pleased moan.

“Very~ good, kitten,” Mistress told Elva. “Please, continue undressing, now,” she ordered with a comforting tone.

Elva looked back for just a moment before nervously nodding and closing her eyes. Her hands felt uneasy as they gradually reached the waist of her dress and gently pulled it down past her hips. As the air touched her Sex, her mouth curled and her hands clenched; with a light whimper, her hands released their grasp and her dress fell to her ankles. Her slim form unclothed, she held her arms to her side in anticipation with closed, quivering eyes, too embarrassed to look at Mistress while in such a state of undress.

“Good girl~,” Mistress told Elva with delight when her dress hit the floor.

Good..?‘ Mistress’ praise left Elva puzzled but curiously warm; she hesitantly peeked open her left eye to discover Mistress looking back at her with a soft gaze and warm smile.

“Now, turn around slowly, kitten,” she lazily turned her left index finger in circles as she gave her order in the same delicate tone as those previous.

After a brief moment, Elva shyly opened her right eye as well before nodding again. Pivoting on her feet, she slowly turned to her right to face away from Mistress. Elva breathed a short sigh of relief for not having to look at Mistress in her undress before she heard Mistress speak again.

“Stay right there, kitten,” Mistress said as Elva turned directly away from her. Hesitantly, she complied with her demand and stood in place, somehow feeling more anxious with her back facing Mistress.

Elva nervously shifted her weight on her feet while she wanted for Mistress’ next command. When it didn’t come after a minute, Elva started to wriggle, trying to keep herself still. ‘Is she just– staring at me?‘ She wondered as she cautiously turned her head to sneak a glance at Mistress. Seeing Mistress staring intently at her rear with a sinful grin and hungry eyes left Elva regretting her decision, however; then, when Mistress licked her lips provocatively, Elva’s eyes went wide as she blushed and swiftly turned her head again.

From behind Elva heard Mistress chuckle with amusement. “Oh~, you are just too~ cute, kitten,” she added before Elva heard the sound of her heels clicking on the ground. Elva nearly jumped at the sudden sound and the proceeding clicks of Mistress walking up to her made her skin prickle.

Arms trembling and lips shaking, she stared ahead for only a moment before she smelled Mistress’ aroma behind her, followed by depression of her own frizzy hair into her back and the warm touch of Mistress’ fingers on her right cheek. Elva looked down to see the red skin of Mistress’ left hand before her head was gently turned. Just over her left shoulder, Mistress looked down at her with tantalizing eyes and an alluring smile.

“May I share a secret with you, my kitten?” She asked seductively.

“Uh, what secret?” Elva asked back as her eyes wandered down to Mistress’ black-painted lips. Her smell was becoming overpowering, and Elva felt her mind become light again while the trembling in her arms began to abate.

With a devious grin, Mistress answered, “I’ve always loved the taste of redheads,” before she closed her eyes and pulled Elva’s chin up to kiss her.

Elva felt her heart leap in her chest; she turned her body and closed her eyes as she leaned up to meet Mistress’ kiss, pushing herself up on her toes to more easily reach her soft lips. When Mistress opened her mouth, Elva eagerly opened hers to taste Mistress’ tongue again. Elva couldn’t help but release a light whimper as they touched and she tasted just how sweet Mistress had become.

How…‘ she struggled to think, ‘how could she tell… how I taste, over– how sweet– she tastes…‘ Elva’s mind went quiet as she raised her right hand to touch Mistress’ cheek back, steadily moaning as her chest pounded and burned.

After a moment–how long, Elva couldn’t tell–she felt the warm touch of Mistress’ right hand on the side of her waist. She gasped lightly at the new sensation that made her heart leap.

“So sensitive,” Mistress teased with a wide grin as Elva pulled her lips away to take a few ragged breaths. “I wonder what happens if I…” she whispered as she leaned down and brought her mouth to the side of Elva’s neck.

Slowly, Mistress opened her mouth and planted her lips gently on Elva’s flesh, leaving her to shudder and gasp deeply before she felt Mistress start to pull on her skin. With a heavy groan, Elva felt her legs go weak as they trembled beneath her.

Before her legs failed her, she felt Mistress’ arm wrap around her stomach to support her. The sudden warmth on her skin and the feeling of Mistress’ chest pressed into her back sent Elva’s mind into a daze, though. She leaned her head away and gripped Mistress’ right arm tightly as she let Mistress kiss her neck; as her kisses moved down her neck, Elva began to moan gently, eyes closed with lids quivering.

A few moments later, Mistress pulled away from Elva’s neck and turned her around so they stood face-to-face. Elva’s heart calmed slightly and her moans turned to ragged breaths; she cautiously opened her eyes to look up at Mistress.

“Please,” Mistress looked into Elva’s trembling eyes with a tenderness that made her heart flutter. “Trust me for a moment, kitten,” she asked as she gently took hold of Elva’s wrists and held them in front of her.

Elva looked down at her hands before looking back up to Mistress and nodding nervously. With her breathing so ragged and her chest so Hot, Elva couldn’t speak her approval for Mistress to proceed.

With a smile, Mistress held Elva’s wrists together before releasing her grip. “Don’t move, now,” she whispered as she brought her left index finger to her lips. After planting a kiss on her fingertip, she traced her finger around Elva’s wrists until, when her circle closed, a small burst of light revealed a softly glowing band of purple and pink light surrounding her wrists.

“Thank you for trusting me, kitten,” Mistress told Elva delicately. “You may move now,” she added with a tease in her voice and a sly grin, “if you can~.”

The glow drew Elva’s attention to her hands. She looked at the band quizzically for a moment, not feeling anything at all from the strange magic. Until she attempted to move her arms and discovered that her wrists were firmly affixed in the air.

She winced as she pulled on the magical restraints before she realized the futility of her efforts; arms already tired, she relaxed into the bounds and took a moment to catch her breath.

Mistress giggled as she looked down at Elva. “Thank you for testing my magic, kitten,” she said playfully as she hooked her left index finger into the glowing band. With a simple tug, she pulled Elva’s wrists up and raised her arms above her head.

As Mistress released her finger, Elva looked up at the band and found it moved no better than when it was in front of her. What’s more, Mistress had pulled it so high up she practically had to stand on her toes. Elva found herself struggling to pull herself down for a moment, but with a grimace, she grew tired and let the band carry her weight as she tried to rest her feet on the ground.

With a wide grin, Mistress cackled heartily as Elva stood there, eyes closed and panting as she caught her breath. “That was a lovely dance, kitten~,” she teased as she stepped up to Elva, chest to chest. Elva opened her eyes as the soft fabric of Mistress’ dress touched her breast; she looked up at Mistress with desperate eyes as she glanced between Mistress’ ruby irises and dark lips.

“As much fun as I’m having,” Mistress said with a sensuous tone as she licked her lips, “I’m getting quite hungry, and I wish to break my fast now, kitten.” She closed her eyes and leaned down to kiss Elva again. Without hesitation, Elva’s eyes shut as well and she opened her mouth to passionately kiss Mistress back.

Hardly a moment later, Elva felt the warm touch of Mistress’ hand on the right side of her waist. She moaned lightly as she tried to keep her hold on Mistress’ lips, but her efforts proved in vain as the sliding of Mistress’ hand up her ribs forced a shivering whimper from her lips. Her hands didn’t stay for long, and Elva’s moans intensified as Mistress brought her hand around and gently cupped Elva’s petite, right breast.

Elva’s head fell as she released a deep, labored groan. ‘Oh, Brigit, it feels…‘ she managed to think before Mistress’ gropes intensified and her mind became dizzy again.

“It feels good, doesn’t it, kitten,” Mistress teased as she lowered her head to the right side of Elva’s neck. “Let me make you feel better,” she whispered before planting her lips onto Elva’s delicate skin.

With a shudder, Elva released a sharp moan as her head fell away from Mistress and her legs became weak. ‘Don’t…‘ she struggled to think as Mistress pulled her mouth away, ‘…don’t stop…!‘ Elva groaned harshly again as Mistress planted her lips further down and sucked her flesh again. Her heart was pounding and her body felt like it was on fire, but Elva wanted more.

Almost as if to tease her, Mistress stopped her groping and pulled her head back before giggling. “I can’t touch you in more pleasurable places if I don’t stop, kitten,” she said playfully as her hand wandered down Elva’s stomach from her breast. “Do you want me to touch you someplace more…” her hand traced to just above Elva’s Sex as she whispered into her ear, “pleasurable~, kitten?”

Elva shuddered as Mistress’ hand teased her skin and tickled so close to where she was sensitive. Eyes still closed, she closed her lips to stifle her whimpers before nodding gently.

“Use your words, kitten,” Mistress ordered as she continued to play above Elva’s Sex. “Tell me, ‘I want you to touch me, Mistress,’ and I’ll see if I can make you purr.”

Elva’s eyes went wide for a moment before she shut them again and swiftly shook her head. ‘There’s no way I can say that out loud!‘ she wondered as she felt her crotch grow Hot.

With a snicker, Mistress teased, “You’ll be surprised what you’re capable of with a little…” her fingers slid down into Elva’s inner thighs, “incentive~,” she finished in a whisper.

As Mistress’ touched the sensitive flesh inside her thigh, Elva’s attempts to hold her moans back failed and her eyelids shook as she tried in vain not to think about the growing heat behind her Sex. Finally, Elva bit her lip and opened her eyes, looking at Mistress pleadingly as the need she felt grew overbearing. Only a moment later, she released her bite and stuttered, “P–please… I want– I-I need you to t– touch me, M–mistress…” Lips quivering and eyes begging, she waited for Mistress’ response.

With a wide grin and an elated giggle, Mistress looked into Elva’s desperate eyes and replied seductively, “Of course, my kitten.”

Her hand slid upwards finally and traced the outside of Elva’s Sex. With a shudder, Elva’s head fell onto Mistress’ shoulder and her body tensed as a sharp groan escaped her lips. Her eyes shut tight as she began to thrash beyond her will; Mistress’ fingertips seemed to discover places Elva hadn’t herself discovered in her delicate folds. Elva felt like she was gonna melt until Mistress finally traced her fingers higher and reached her most sensitive spot.

Oh, Brigit, it’s…‘ Elva could only gasp for breath through moans as Mistress finally found her nub and began to casually circle it. The feeling was so much more intense than her own fingers. Elva began to feel weak as the pressure built; her legs quaked and her arms trembled to carry her weight using the band suspending her wrists.

Only seconds after she’d touched her hood, Mistress retreated her hand from Elva’s Sex. Elva shivered and took several deep breaths through waning whimpers as the strength began to return to her legs. She opened her eyes shakily and looked down at Mistress’ chest as she tried to calm the quaking in her limbs.

Once Elva’s moans had ceased, Mistress gently pinched her chin and raised her head until their eyes met. Wearily, Elva held her expression to match her gaze. “You seem a little… tired, kitten,” Mistress teased lightly as she looked gently into Elva’s eyes. “Do you need me to take some weight off?”

Without a second wondered, Elva hastily nodded yes; her breathing was still ragged and her limbs were growing sore. She was thankful to think that she’d get some rest.

With a mischievous snicker, Mistress moved to kneel down while grabbing hold of Elva’s right thigh, slowly raising her foot off the ground. As Mistress’ knees touched the ground, she pulled Elva’s leg up and propped it over her left shoulder.

“More comfortable, kitten?” Mistress asked flirtatiously as she looked up at Elva.

Eyes still closed, Elva gently nodded before she weakly replied, “Y-yes, Mistress.” ‘Finally, I can– catch my breath…‘ she managed to think as the air returned to her lungs; soon the aching in her arms and the trembling of her legs began to lessen.

After a moment she willed the strength to open her eyes and look down at Mistress. Her eyes went wide, however, when she finally realized that Mistress’ face was inside her spread legs, staring very intently at her Sex.

Elva thrashed in vain to close her legs while her face and chest grew Hot with embarrassment, but Mistress held her thighs firmly open. When her initial efforts failed, Elva settled for covering her face by closing her arms together with the slack Mistress was providing. ‘Oh, Brigit, she’s right there…‘ she pursed her lips as she shut her eyes tight.

Mistress giggled wholeheartedly as Elva shielded her face before she murmured something hungrily in a tongue Elva didn’t recognize.

“Uh– what’s that mean?” Elva somehow managed to say. ‘Do… Do I even want to know?‘ She kept her eyes firmly shut, already regretting opening her mouth.

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