Myya holds her own and earns a reward
Feeling clever, Ruby waited just outside the room to watch Myya. After 5 minutes, poor little Myya was suffering, but holding her own. A few more minutes and she had tears in her eyes. The dear little thing wanted to cum. Her eyes were losing their ability to focus and her bottom was crimson. Her mouth was moving, silently begging for mercy, but the sweet thing hadn't used a safe word of any kind.
She's got excellent will power, Ruby thought as she looked at her watch. Myya had been holding out for 15 minutes without a peep. Ruby, shook her head in amazement, knowing she herself would be begging for mercy, loudly.
Ruby strolled in and pet Myya's hair. Dropping to her knees, Myya clutched Ruby's leg, rubbing her face against her thigh.
"Did I say you could change position?" asked Ruby gently.
Myya shook her head, "No, Mistress, I ... I"
"You what?"
Myya groaned as another jolt of pain ran through her.
"I wanted to touch you."
"That's a good girl. Tell me what you need and be very clear."
"I ... I ... need to cum," Myya confessed as she shifted back into the position where Ruby left her. Legs spread wide, head down, bottom up.
"You must really need to cum if you could move with that substance controlling you."
Myya nodded and shook again. That tongue was too much, the spanks just right, but, but ... Ruby had said no. She was helpless unless she used a safe word. She wouldn't, she'd prove herself.
"Relax," Ruby whispered. "No spanks, no licks. You still want to cum, but not yet. Lay down on your back and spread your legs for me. I want your hands on your breasts, just holding them lightly."
Quickly Myya assumed the position. The stone felt good on her butt cheeks, but her clit felt deserted. Darn she missed that invisible tongue. Ruby knelt down admiring the beautiful slave.
"For the next 10 minutes, that magical stuff has no control over you. Only you do. You will do as I say because you want to please me. Yes?"
"Yes, Mistress," Myya answered.
"Very nice." Ruby knelt down and traced soothing patterns over Myya's skin. It was hot, lightly coated with sweat. She smelled spicy, aroused, that scent of female that Ruby associated with the goddess. Perfect.
"You may play with yourself while I touch you."
Ruby moved her hands lower, placing her middle finger on Myya's clit and rubbing in a slow circle. With her other hand, Ruby fondled a pink tipped breast. The slave made whimpering noises, her hips rose, pushing her groin to urge Ruby's on and Ruby laughed with delight.
"All right, pretty girl. You may cum. Cum as many times as you can while you are free. Cum now!"
"Oh, yes!" yelled Myya. Her toes curled as the rush of her orgasm swept through her. One orgasm shattered, turning into waves of pleasure, crashing on top of her, over and over again. Ruby's clever fingers pressed, turned, twisted and sent Myya to the stars.
"Thank you, thank you, thank you," she muttered repeatedly.
"My pleasure, pretty girl." Ruby kissed Myya and sat beside her. "Your ten minutes are over, but I think you need a rest." She gathered Myya into her arms. Exhausted, Myya put her head on Ruby's shoulder. They sat for awhile, just listening to the sounds of the dungeon.
When Ruby thought Myya had recovered, they stood and went into the hallway. Jenny was helping Docilla into her new white collar.
"That's very nice, Docilla," Ruby complimented. "I did like your spiked collar, but we wouldn't want to make the other ladies jealous now, would we?"
Docilla lowered her eyes and shook her head. Jenny glanced up then down.
"You have a question?" asked Ruby.
"Yes, Ruby. I thought you were a visiting sub, but now you have a polka dot collar and Sir Chuck said you were a mistress. What's up?"
"My personal master, Master T, said I could have as much fun as I wanted in the dungeon. And since I tend to be dominant when I'm not submitting to him, well, I went for it. Want to help this lovely thing?"
"Yes," Jenny replied.
"And you, Docilla?"
"Yes, Mistress."
"Excellent. Myya needs a little bit of rest before the party. Mobius has big plans for her. Help me take her to the leather swing over there."
The girls flanked Myya and guided her across the room. Ruby instructed them how to place her in the swing, how to make sure her head rested comfortably on the pillow and her bottom secure below. Her arms were restrained in a easy to hold positon hanging down by her sides and her legs were spread open in a vulnerable position.
"Myya, I want you to stay here. No telling secrets and you know what that means." Ruby winked, she didn't want to let Jenny or Docilla know about Myya's magical mishap. They'd find out soon enough.
"Ladies, please get some food and water. Take good care of Myya."
"Yes, Mistress," they said in unison as they headed for the kitchen.
"Myya," Ruby whispered. "Your bladder and colon are empty and your body is clean. You are ready for whatever you can handle. Meanwhile, eat and take a little nap. I want you mentally refreshed for whatever happens next. And Myya, please remember that they are wearing white collars, so don't even think about asking them to play with you the way I did."
With that, she kissed Myya on the cheek and left the room. Oh, yes, it was going to be a great party.