The following chapter includes depictions of consensual intoxication, reluctance, hair pulling, bondage, sensory deprivation, and scratching. Reader discretion is advised.

“M… Mistress…” Elva murmured in her sleep. “Don’t… stop…” Though her mind was still in slumber, Elva’s dreams were of Mistress and her pleasures. Only after another moment did Elva become aware of a gentle caress atop her head.

“Hello, kitten,” Elva heard Mistress call to her in a sweet voice. After groaning and shifting, Elva pushed her eyes open to discover herself resting in Mistress’ lap, lying on her side while facing Mistress’ corset.

Fully awake, Elva blinked several times as she tried not to turn her gaze upwards. “Um, hello, Mistress,” Elva answered shyly as she stared straight ahead. ‘Oh, Brigit, her chest is right there… and her… um…‘ She struggled in vain not to picture Mistress unclothed and the noises she made when Elva touched her. ‘Oh no, I smell her now…‘ Elva felt her cheeks grow warm and her heart start to pound as the sweet aroma filled her senses.

“It’s quite intoxicating, isn’t it, kitten?” Mistress teased as she tucked a lock of hair behind Elva’s ear. “If you’re already this excited, I suppose you’re ready to play some more.”

Elva blinked before she turned her head upwards to discover Mistress gazing at her with a pleasant smile. ‘I suppose…‘

“Sit up on the sofa, kitten,” Mistress ordered in a gentle tone while she held out her left hand for Elva to take.

Without turning, Elva pushed herself up to sit next to Mistress, curling her legs into the cushioned backing. After pulling herself closer, Elva waited with willing anticipation while she looked between Mistress’ eyes and lips.

“You’re very easy to read, kitten,” Mistress whispered seductively as she adopted a slight grin. “It’s one of the many things I adore about you.” After a brief pause, her grin fell back to a light smile and she asked, “You want to kiss me again, don’t you, kitten?”

Elva bashfully nodded yes after a second before she leaned forward in anticipation. As her eyes closed, though, she felt Mistress’ finger press into her parted lips. Surprised, Elva opened her eyes to discover Mistress staring at her intently with hungry eyes and a devious grin.

“Too bad,” Mistress whispered seductively. “Your dreams have made me quite hungry, kitten, and I’m craving something more…” she paused for a second as she lowered her finger and leaned in to whisper into Elva’s ear: “cruel.”

“Uh, cruel?” Elva asked nervously. ‘I… don’t like the sound of that…‘ she gulped as Mistress leaned back and licked her lips.

“Oh~ don’t worry, kitten,” Mistress said before she pushed herself off the sofa. “I’ll make sure it’s quite pleasurable.”

Elva hesitantly turned around to face Mistress and pulled her legs off the chair. Before she could stand up, though, Mistress brought her left hand under Elva’s chin and tapped her collar. To Elva’s surprise, as Mistress retreated her hand she pulled at Elva’s neck and, in a quick motion, lifted her off the sofa.

‘Oh-okay, we’re- how-‘ Elva wondered in a fluster as Mistress took a few steps away, tugging her with ease. ‘How is she moving me so easily?‘ Elva stumbled after Mistress for just a moment before she caught up to her steps.

“Trade secrets, kitten,” Mistress answered while continuing to walk. “Pay enough attention and you might see a few more. It’s time to visit the other side of the playroom for some… punishment.”

“Other s-side?” Elva asked; she looked back nervously to find they’d been sitting against the wall. “P-punishment?” Mistress continued to pull Elva despite her distraction, causing her to stumble forward a step. ‘Oh, I… I really don’t like the sound of this…‘ she wondered as she looked forward and remembered the strange furniture they were now walking towards.

“You’ll be surprised, kitten,” Mistress replied mischievously without turning around. “Some find they quite enjoy the sensations that come with pain.”

“P-p-pain?” Elva attempted in vain to halt her steps to collect herself, only to be tugged along as if she hadn’t tried to stop at all. “But, I-I, you said a slave’s energy tastes sweetest when they’re in b-bliss?”

“And there is so much bliss~ in pain, kitten,” Mistress’ voice nearly sang as she turned around and pulled Elva’s body against hers. Before Elva had time to react, Mistress’ Free hand came around Elva’s head and firmly grabbed her hair.

Elva yelped in shock and closed her eyes as her head was forced back; her heart pounded and her head started to feel light. ‘Ah-ah, she’s…‘ she struggled to think as she held her shivering body against Mistress.

“See, kitten?” Mistress teased as she held Elva’s hair. “It’s quite- stimulating- isn’t it?”

Her grasp sharpened and Elva let out a brief shriek. “Ah- it’s-” Elva struggled to answer through her increasingly-ragged breaths. A tug on her collar, pulling her neck further out, forced a gasp from her chest and halted any attempt at a response. Wincing, Elva couldn’t protest as Mistress lowered her lips to Elva’s neck and kissed her prickled skin.

Elva released a shuddering moan as her knees began to buckle, though it turned to a shrill cry as Mistress’ grasp on her hair began to carry weight. She lifted her hands to Mistress’ shoulders to pull herself up and steady her legs as Mistress moved across her neck. When Mistress’ grasp tightened again, Elva couldn’t help but dig her fingers into Mistress’ skin as she struggled to pull her weight up.

Then, suddenly, Mistress lifted her head while releasing Elva’s hair and easing the pull on her collar. After gasping deeply, Elva’s head fell into Mistress’ chest; her head was dizzy, and Elva had to wait a moment before she could open her eyes.

“Well?” Mistress asked as she pushed Elva’s chin up. “Did you feel bliss, kitten?”

“I…” Elva struggled to form her words as she looked at Mistress’ smiling lips. “I’m not… sure, but I…” As her daze fell, Elva found her chest had grown Hot and she was beginning to ache. ‘I think… I could handle more…‘

“Good girl,” Mistress praised. With a sly grin, Mistress released Elva’s chin and looked down at her left shoulder. Only then did Elva realize her fingertips were still gripping Mistress. She swiftly retracted her hands and shyly held them over her mouth as she observed the light scratch marks she’d embedded in Mistress’ skin.

“Don’t worry. I’m not upset, kitten,” Mistress reassured Elva before she could express her concern. “You’ve given me a wonderful idea though,” she added with a devilish smile as she looked back at Elva. “Follow me. I think I know what you need, kitten.” She stepped away and began pulling at Elva’s collar once again; Elva followed with little resistance, and with more anticipation than dread.

With a few more steps, the pair passed the center of the room and Mistress stepped towards a peculiar piece of furniture. It stood on four legs in the shape of a rounded wedge that almost came to her hip, with a pair of planks that ran along each side that came up to her knees. The piece was made of blackened wood, but the whole surface was covered in thick, red padding that rippled as it reflected the warm light.

“Please,” Mistress stepped next to the right side of the wedge while gently pulling on Elva’s collar, “lie on this for me, kitten.” Her tone and smile were disarming, and Elva hardly hesitated to nod and climb atop the structure. As she raised her left knee onto the side, the plump cushioning seemed to hug her leg and her hands as they supported her. Once she was straddling the odd furniture, Elva followed Mistress’ pull on her collar and laid her chest and arms down on the wedge.

As Elva’s body aligned with the furniture, Mistress released Elva’s collar and slowly circled her. ‘At least it’s comfortable,’ Elva wondered as she rested her head on the left slope and released the tension in her shoulders.

A moment later, Mistress stepped back around and knelt in front of Elva while caressing her cheek. “Thank you for being such a good girl, kitten,” Mistress whispered as Elva raised her head. Feeling her face flush, Elva anxiously shifted as she tried to maintain eye contact. “Now, be good and stay still for another moment.”

Mistress looked to the wall and, with a wave of her hand, summoned an oddly shaped leather strap shrouded in a purple and pink glow. “Close your eyes for me, kitten,” she soothingly whispered as she grasped the object and the glow faded. Elva looked at the odd strap for only a few seconds before she glanced back up to Mistress and closed her eyes anxiously.

“Good girl,” Elva heard Mistress whisper before the strap was placed against her eyes. Shuddering, Elva waited with anticipation as Mistress pulled the sides around and closed the leather around her head. “Just one more moment, kitten,” Mistress requested as she placed her hands upon Elva’s wrists. She didn’t seem to do anything but hold Elva for a few moments, though the warm touch was welcome and helped steady Elva’s shaken breaths.

“There, all done,” Mistress said sweetly as she pulled her hands away. “You may move now, kitten… if you can,” she added mischievously.

Elva opened her eyes first to discover the world was completely dark; the leather band kept even the faintest traces of light from reaching her sight. Next, she tried to move her wrists, only to find that her forearms were firmly stuck to the planks they rested on. When she reflexively tried to move her legs, she realized her shins also wouldn’t move, and besides her torso, she was securely fastened to the furniture.

“Thank you for testing my magic, kitten,” Mistress teased with an amused giggle.

“Uh, Mistress, wh-why can’t I move?” Elva asked nervously as her spine began to tingle. She started to wiggle in distress as she tried to anticipate Mistress’ intentions.

“I didn’t want you to hurt yourself, kitten,” she replied calmly before gently taking hold of Elva’s hair and lifting her head. “Only I can do that,” she whispered seductively before her grip tightened and she pulled Elva’s lips into hers.

Elva’s mind started to grow light before she had time to react to the pain beyond a wince. Mistress’ taste was intoxicating and the firm hold on her hair simply worsened Elva’s need to fight against her bonds. Another tightening of Mistress’ grasp left Elva struggling to kiss her back, though the sweetening of Mistress’ lips drew Elva to continue through deep groans.

After several moments, Elva felt the gentle scrape of Mistress’ fingernail circle her neck. A shiver pushed the air from Elva’s chest and she could no longer keep hold of Mistress’ lips.

Mistress gave a pleased moan as her finger followed the contours of Elva’s collar. “You make the most wonderful sounds, kitten,” she teased as her finger came around Elva’s shoulder. “Don’t forget to breathe,” Mistress added before she released her grasp on Elva’s hair. Elva rested her head back down while her body quivered; she heard several clicks of Mistress’ heels following the light scratch of her finger as it traveled to Elva’s side.

‘Ah, that… that tickles…‘ Elva wondered as she steadied her breathing. When Mistress added a second finger and started to trace down her ribs, a shudder forced the air from Elva again.

“Breathe~, kitten,” Mistress whispered without pausing. Her hand had reached Elva’s waist and was nearing her hip when Mistress added another finger to her scratches. Elva’s breaths became slow and labored as Mistress passed a line on her hip that sent shivers down her spine.

“You’re doing very~ good, kitten,” Mistress softly praised. When her fingertips reached the side of Elva’s rear, Mistress finally pulled her fingers away.

Elva had only a moment to catch her breath before she felt Mistress start to scratch her ribs on the opposite side. With Mistress pressing all her fingers in now, Elva struggled for air as her body shook and pulled against her unseen restraints. She felt her head growing Hot and dizzy again, and Elva struggled to follow the flow of Mistress’ nails until they reached her hip.

Mistress added her own moan onto Elva’s before she released her clawed hand from Elva’s rear. “That’s not so bad, is it, kitten?” she asked into Elva’s ear as she leaned onto her back.

“It’s…” Elva struggled to answer; the weight of Mistress’ chest on her back wasn’t helping to calm her breathing, nor was Mistress’ scent helping to clear her head. “It’s not… so bad… Mi-Mistress…”

“Good girl~,” she whispered into Elva’s ear as she grasped Elva’s left rear gently. In a smooth motion, Mistress brought her nails back up Elva’s side once again, delivering a shrill cry from Elva before Mistress whispered, “Breathe~, kitten.”

‘I… I’m trying, Mistress…‘ Elva had to think as her breathing became ragged. Mistress had already reached her ribs and was grabbing hold of her right cheek. Just as one hand left Elva’s skin, the other started its trek up her side.

At the next change of hands, Elva’s body started to feel warm and tingly. With her head spinning, she could hardly tell when Mistress changed sides; all Elva could do was whine lightly as her limbs trembled.

Finally, the next scratch didn’t come and Elva had a chance to catch her breath. “You’re doing wonderfully~, kitten,” Mistress whispered into Elva’s ear before lifting her chest off Elva’s back. “I think it’s time for a small reward,” she added as she placed a hand on her rear and, instead of scratching Elva’s side, traveled to her crotch.

As Mistress’ fingers touched her lips, Elva released an elated cry while her body began to writhe. It was only another second though before Mistress began her scratches again; her path down Elva’s ribs was slow, but Mistress dug her nails in deeper. Elva cried out in pain then elation as Mistress’ fingers found her sensitive spot.

With her body trembling, Elva could only succumb to the gentle circles Mistress traced around her hood. When Mistress’ nails reached her hip, Elva shrieked as her body began to writhe. Mistress’ nails didn’t stop though, and instead, she scraped past Elva’s rear and down her thigh.

“Mistress, I… I…!” Elva struggled to say before her body began to convulse. Sharp cries escaped Elva with ragged breaths when Mistress’ hand traveled back up to her rear. Pressing herself into the cushioning, Elva rode out the wave of heat traveling through her core. No longer able to discern where Mistress was touching her, Elva waited until eventually, Mistress’ fingers left her skin.

“Good girl~,” Mistress praised affectionately while Elva caught her breath through waning whines. “You endured your first scratching session so well, kitten.”

Elva’s head floated too much to form a response; her heart fluttered, though, and she couldn’t help but try in vain to hide her face after being complimented.

“I think it’s time to move on from the warm-up, though,” Mistress added mischievously as she placed her fingertip on the small of Elva’s back.

“Wa-warm-up?” snapped from her daze, Elva lifted her head slightly and looked back at Mistress, forgetting her eyes were covered. “Wha-what do you mean by- move on, Mistress?” Elva couldn’t help but ask, only to immediately regret it.

“Oh, this~,” Mistress replied devilishly as her nail sharpened to a tip and began to drag on Elva’s skin.

Elva let out a loud screech and clenched herself into the cushioning. She gripped the planks as best she could, but it did little to dull the pain. ‘It- it stings-, Mistress!‘ Elva wondered desperately as the air was forced out of her.

“Let it sting, kitten,” Mistress replied, continuing her path up Elva’s back. “You’ve felt this bliss before, let it come again.”

‘I’ll…‘ Elva’s wondered was interrupted when Mistress reached her ribcage, leaving her spine to shiver. ‘I’ll…‘ her wondered failed to form again; Mistress’ finger had turned and slid between her ribs across to her side. ‘Oh, Brigit, I- I don’t know- if I- can…‘

“Yes, you can, kitten,” Mistress reassured Elva as her nail traveled down Elva’s ribs. Elva released another shriek as Mistress passed over the already tender skin. “Breathe~, kitten. Breathe~,” Mistress calmly ordered as her finger reached Elva’s waist.

‘Breathe…‘ Elva tried to steady her breathing, but a sharp gasp set back her efforts. ‘Breathe…‘ she curled her toes while pushing her forehead into the wedge as Mistress continued her path. ‘Brea-!‘ Mistress’ nail reached Elva’s hip; with a shrill cry, Elva’s body shook as her head began to tingle.

“Don’t lose yourself just yet, kitten,” Mistress said with elation as Elva’s body began to writhe. “Keep breathing,” Mistress lowered another sharpened nail to Elva’s skin.

While ragged, Elva began to take coarse breaths as she whimpered weakly. ‘Mistress, I… It’s…‘ A sharp moan escaped Elva’s lips as Mistress traveled to her thigh, leaving searing trails across her rear. ‘I cannot… take… much- more…‘

“Don’t worry,” Mistress reassured Elva sweetly before she added a third nail and began to trace back up Elva’s leg. “Just a little longer, kitten.”

Elva winced and pushed her head further into the cushion as Mistress’ nails rounded her bottom. Her breathing was ragged and coarse, while her head spun in circles. ‘I… I…‘

“I know, kitten, I’ll take care of you,” Mistress said as she brought two rounded fingertips to Elva’s slit. “Are you ready?” She asked in a whisper while her nails scratched past Elva’s hip.

Elva struggled to suppress a screech into a whimper before she weakly nodded her head. As Mistress slowly pushed her fingers in, a harsh moan took the breath from Elva as her body shuddered. ‘Oh~ Mistress, I, ah~,‘ Nearly distracted from the pain, Elva hardly noticed Mistress lower the rest of her nails onto her skin.

“That’s~ it, kitten,” Mistress cooed as she gently penetrated Elva further. Her body was quaking and her back curled into Mistress’ hand, even as her nails scraped down from Elva’s shoulders.

‘P… please…‘ Mistress’ fingers were so close to where Elva was sensitive, but she hardly brushed past it as she retracted her fingers and inserted them again. ‘Please, Mistress t-ah-,‘ her request was cut short as Mistress’ nails passed her hip once more.

“Breathe~, kitten,” Mistress shushed Elva as her moans shuddered. “Breathe, and I will.”

‘B-breathe… breathe…‘ For the next moment, Elva struggled to steady her whimpers. Mistress didn’t stop her scratches or intrusions, and Elva’s mind grew Hot as she tried to focus on her one instruction. ‘Breathe…‘ Elva clenched her hands as she inhaled deeply.

“One~,” Mistress counted after Elva finally managed to take a breath.

‘B-breathe…‘ Her shudder as she exhaled wasn’t helping, but Elva gasped for another gulp of air.

“Two~,” Mistress’ fingers prodded ever so close, as if waiting for one last breath.

The scrape of Mistress’ nails on her thigh forced the air from Elva as her voice trembled. Hunched into the wedge, she struggled twice to take a breath before finally gasping deeply.

“Three~,” Mistress whispered before finally pressing her fingers down onto Elva’s sensitive spot.

With a piercing shriek, Elva’s body began to tremble uncontrollably. ‘Oh, Brigit, I… I…‘ Elva struggled to think as her hips began to rock into Mistress’ hand.

“That’s it, kitten,” Mistress cooed as she continued to press into Elva. “Let it come.”

‘Oh, I… I’m…‘ Elva could no longer tell where Mistress’ nails were dragging save for a slight tingling. With one last rock of her hip, Elva let out a quivering moan before her body began to convulse.