She was so wet that it had already dripped on the chair, and her scent was already filling the room. She could almost taste her sweet juices — she had licked her pussy many times before, and she knew just how wonderful she tasted.
What shocked her most, however, was that her large pink nipples had shiny silver clamps on them. They were attached by a thin chain that was pulled almost taut from the size of her breasts, with another chain attached in the middle that was currently hanging against Stella’s flat stomach, obviously meant to be held by someone else. she wondered mildly where Mr. Harrison had gotten them, before remembering he had been running errands, and that he had probably meant those for her. Her pussy throbbed as she wondered what else he had gotten for her.
“You said you wanted to see her dominated,” Mr. Harrison whispered in her ear, sounding concerned. “Is this okay?”
She finally turned to face him, smiling widely. “It’s PERFECT, Daddy!” she exclaimed, throwing her arms around his neck and pulling him in for a hard kiss. Mr. Harrison held her tightly against him, and she felt his dick twitch against her as she kissed him enthusiastically. He rolled his hips against her, grinding his dick into her, and she moaned against him. She finally had to pull back to take a breath, but she looked up at him, grinning. “Do I get to play with her?”
He kissed her lightly. “Yes, baby, of course,” he said. “But your Daddy gets to watch, right?”
She giggled. “Of course, Daddy.”
He kissed her again, a bit softer, incredibly caring. “Am I forgiven now?” he whispered.
She kissed him harder, sucking on his lower lip. “Of course, Daddy,” she answered softly, before pulling away from him and walking up in front of Stella.
Her eyes followed her until she was stopped directly in front of her. Her arousal grew as she looked at her more closely. The clamps were tight on her nipples, and it would only take a gentle tug of the chain to make things uncomfortable for her. She picked it up delicately, not wanting to pull on it just yet. The cool metal chain was thin in her hands, but she knew just how powerful a tool it was — just picking it up, Stella tensed. She assumed that Mr. Harrison had practiced with it before he let her inside.
He came up behind her, his hard dick pressing against her ass. “You can do anything you want to her,” he said, talking about Stella as if she wasn’t even there. “This little whore has no limits. She wants to be fucked, slapped, bitten, hit… if you really want, you can untie her and make her do anything you want.”
Jennifer inhaled sharply as he talked about her best friend like that. Stella moaned softly, the sound so muffled by her gag that she almost didn’t hear it. She was loving every second of this. Mr. Harrison moved away from her, sitting on the couch so he could watch what she did.
The first thing she did to Stella was give a light, experimental tug on the chain in her hand. She jumped forward, a high pitched whimper escaping from her throat. She almost dropped the chain in surprise. Her breathing was heavy as she looked up at her, and she was incredibly relieved to see that she had enjoyed it.
“Gosh! Stella,” She whispered. she leaned forward, bending over to run her tongue along her cleavage, letting it jump over the chain that connected the two clamps, and licking underneath her breasts. she kissed her stomach and all the way down to her shaven mound, but once she was there, she moved her mouth to her thighs so she could taste her juices without touching the place she wanted her to play with most. Stella whimpered longingly and she shook her head, licking her thighs before she stood back up. “Daddy, she want me to lick her pussy,” she said, making her voice almost whiny.
“Go ahead and untie her, baby,” he told her. “Hold onto that chain, though. Make sure she behaves.”
She let her fingers trail down Stella’s legs before she untied her legs from the chair. After she had her legs untied, she took the chain lightly and moved behind her to untie her arms. The chain was long enough that she could move a little ways away from her, which she knew would come in handy when she was licking her dripping pussy. As soon as her arms were loose, she pulled them to her side, stretching them. Stella made the mistake of trying to rub her arms, as crossing them across her chest pushed on the clamps. Mr. Harrison laughed as she yelped. “She’ll figure it out sooner or later,” he chuckled.
Jennifer leaned forward and kissed Stella’s clamped nipples, her lips just hardly brushing against her, hardly even touching the cool metal of the clamp. She let her tongue run around her areolas, and the attention paid there made Stella moan through her gag. She grasped her shoulders, her knees almost giving out as she played with her increasingly sensitive nipples. After a few moments, she stopped. Each time she moaned, her pussy throbbed, and she was at the point that she needed her mouth on her.
She pushed down on her shoulders, making her drop to her knees, though she was nice and held the chain a bit lower so it wouldn’t tug. She looked up at her, her eyes wide, and she quickly undid the gag and pulled it off and she took a deep gasp of air, and Jennifer sure she meant to say something, but she immediately pressed her face against her pussy. She heard her surprised cry before she stuck her tongue out and licked her slit.
A soft moan escaped her lips as she felt Stella’s familiar tongue on her. Stella raised her hands, letting them rest on Jennifer’s hips before moving one to her pussy. Her fingers spread her pussy lips and she wasted no time teasing her. She dipped her tongue into her tight, dripping hole, and Jennifer gasped as she tongue-fucked her. She let one of her hands rest on her head, her hair still wet from our swim earlier, while the other dangled at her side, holding the chain attached to her nipples. Stella’s tongue slid in and out of her pussy before she moved her mouth away from her hole and to her clit, flicking her tongue against it and sucking on it as she slipped a finger into her pussy. She almost dropped the chain in her hands and lost balance as Stella sucked her clit, the hand she had on her head the only thing that kept her from falling over. She gasped, grinding her pussy against Stella’s face unintentionally as Stella’s skilled mouth worked her clit and her finger slid in and out of her pussy. It wasn’t long before Stella added another finger, curling them just slightly so she hit her G-spot, pushing her fingers in as far as it can go before she pulled back.
Stella knew how to make Jennifer cum, and she knew how to make her cum fast. She moved her mouth against her clit hard, and she didn’t slow at all as she started to whimper, her hand tightening in her hair as she felt herself getting closer to the edge. She worked her tongue around her clit, still pumping her fingers in and out of her pussy.