Liv dropped to her knees, leaving her face level with Felicity's exposed sex. Felicity clamped her thighs together to protect what little modesty she had left, only to be rewarded by a harsh slap to her left thigh.
"There is more rope left. I can always force you open. But that will be uncomfortable and it will earn you punishment. Now open up for me, little one." Liv grasped the ankles and pried the legs apart. Felicity resisted at first but eventually succumbed and felt her feet being pulled further and further apart. "Good girl," smiled Liv.
Liv slowly ran her hands up the beautifully shaped smooth legs until she reached the outsides of the hips. Then she slid her hands around Felicity to grasp a bottom cheek in each palm, kneading gently. While her hands were busy behind the girl, Liv stared at Felicity's sex, studying it closely.
"You are liking this, little Filly," remarked Liv as she saw Felicity's petals glistening with arousal. The sex clenched over and over again and Liv could see her captive's juices leaking out from between the slick petals.
"I'm not, Liv," argued Felicity. "I'm not at all."
Liv moved her hands to the front and used her thumbs to gently pry open Felicity's sex, exposing the swampy tunnel to her eyes. "Then why are you so wet?"
Felicity groaned as she felt her friend touch her so intimately and closed her eyes in shame as Liv blew on her sex. She felt the breath cooling the juices that were oozing from her and knew that, once again, her body had betrayed her.
"This is the beauty of you being my slave. You don't have to admit that you like it. You don't have any choice in what happens. All you have to do is enjoy it and be pleasing for me."
Liv extended her tongue and touched it to Felicity's clit, causing the girl to tremble and emit a soft moan. Then Liv curled her tongue and scooped it up through the slick petals, gathering the nectar on her tongue. She stood up and wrapped her arms around the girl, drawing her body close, and kissed her letting Felicity taste her own juices. Felicity pulled back as Liv's lips approached her but was quickly rewarded with a spank to her naked bottom. In the end, she relented and felt her breasts flatten against Liv as the dew-coated tongue entered her mouth to give her a taste of herself.
Felicity was panting as the kiss ended and her mind was once again in turmoil. Part of her wanted to surrender to the slavery and to enjoy the erotic thrills of being owned. A greater part of her, however, was still resisting the assault and telling her to try to escape.
"Please, Liv," she gasped out between breaths. "Please have mercy. This isn't right."
"Hush, little Filly," whispered Liv as she kissed Felicity again. "What isn't right? That you should have a vacation with no responsibilities? Or that you should enjoy pleasure? Or that you should be able to explore some fantasies in a safe and secure environment?"
As she spoke, Liv's hand slid down Felicity's body, giving each breast a squeeze and then gliding over the taut smooth belly. Eventually, it reached the slavegirl's sex and cupped it for a moment before the fingers started moving. Two fingers stoked and parted the labia, feeling the very wet petals. The labia were stretched to the side and then a third finger stroked through the very damp valley between.
"What's not right, little Filly?" Liv kissed Felicity again. Felicity closed her eyes and moaned as the fingers sent erotic thrills through her body. Liv's lips claimed hers over and over again and the second hand moved over her bottom cheeks.
"I… it's… I don't… er… it's…" she babbled. The finger became two and, together, they slid into her body. They moved in and out several times before sliding out and moving up to strum her sensitive clit. "Oooooo! It's… please…."
Liv kissed her captive again and extended a finger from her second hand. It glided between the valley between Felicity's bottom cheeks until it found the little rosebud there. Then it just slowly circled it, pressing in occasionally. This sent a whole new wave of arousal through Felicity and she shuddered.
"Hush, little Filly. Don't talk. You belong to me now. Just let me play and you focus on enjoying your new position in life." She pressed her finger past the rosebud until she had the finger embedded in Felicity's bottom up to the first knuckle. This elicited a gasp from Felicity and she rose onto her tiptoes. Liv smiled and kept stroking the girl's sex, teasing the clitoris and pushing Felicity closer and closer to an orgasm. Soon, the finger in Felicity's bottom was synchronized with the fingers toying with her sex. Her breathing became ragged and the flush spread across her chest. Liv alternated between kissing the bound girl on the lips and suckling the delicious nipples, all the while the fingers moved in and out of her and toyed with her clit. Felicity was lost in a world of arousal and, before long, was pushed over the edge into an unwanted orgasm.
Liv continued to stroke and probe and suckle and kiss, prolonging the orgasm and extracting numerous aftershocks from the slavegirl. By the time she finally finished playing with her new sex toy, Felicity was exhausted and hung limply from her cuffs. Liv smiled and stepped back, bringing her fingers to her lips and savoring her slave's juices. She knew that she had acquired the perfect slavegirl. She thought about making the relationship permanent. It would provide her with a lifetime of entertainment.
Chapter 7
Felicity had not been completely unbound for three days. Usually, Liv locked her hands behind her back, which made her almost helpless and required that Liv help her with most of her functions, including eating, bathing and going to the bathroom. At first, Felicity had difficulty with this arrangement. But after a couple of days of relieving herself in front of an audience of one and having Liv wipe her clean, she finally became more accustomed to it.
On some occasions, her hands were locked in front of her. This gave her more capabilities to use her hands but it was always accompanied by additional bondage. Sometimes her ankles would be hobbled together. Other times, she would wear a collar that was padlocked around her neck and fastened to the floor with a long chain. It allowed her to move around but escape would have been impossible.
Liv had continued to give her unwanted orgasms, although they were less unwanted than before. Several times a day, Felicity would be secured in some manner and played with. One time, it was spread eagle on the bed. Another time, it was tied to a tree. Yet another time, she was bent over a table. Each time, it was different but each time, she experienced more powerful orgasms than she had ever felt in her life.
The domestic help was a shock to her on her second day of slavery. She had remained naked since Liv had claimed her and so she was naked when the housekeeper found her.
"Hello, Miss," Felicity heard. She shrieked and turned her back quickly to protect what little modesty she could. "I'm sorry, Miss. I didn't mean to startle you, but I have to clean in here."
"Oh god," groaned Felicity. "Please go away."
"You'll do no such thing," corrected Liv as she stepped into the room. "You'll just have to work around my pet."
"Yes, Miss," responded the housekeeper as she set her cleaning supplies on the floor. "Thank you."
"Be a good girl," warned Liv as she patted Felicity's bottom and then left the room. Felicity remained standing with her back to the housekeeper and had to keep turning as the other woman worked her way around the room.