1. Cordelia's Feet 8 - The Queen Bee's Pet


    Date: 11/8/2014, Categories: Fetish, Author: ChrissieLecker, Rating: 4, Source: LushStories

    breathing grew labored when a naughty hand crawled closer and closer towards my pussy. My hips jerked to meet it. Someone laughed and said, “I don’t think she’s going to last much longer if you keep this up.” I heard a clinking sound, and Natalie’s smug voice declared, “That is why I have put this up here. We will cool her down a little.” I heard uproarious laughter. I shrieked. Something ice-cold pressed against my clit, and a second later, something equally cold was pushed into pussy. I tried to thrash around, wiggle away, but the bonds held me at their mercy. Ice cubes, I realized when the first wave of panic receded. My clit felt numb, and the melting cube in my pussy was extremely uncomfortable. Then the fingers were back, teasing me, arousing me, touching me wherever they wanted, and now that Natalie had shown a way to keep me from my reward, the need to restrain their actions was apparently gone. I felt a thin finger worm its way into pussy under chants of encouragement. Another ice cube was pressed onto my clit even while the finger kept greedily fucking me. I wanted to die with embarrassment, but even more, I wanted to come. The ice cube did its work though, and my arousal went from nearly there down to extremely horny. My moans betrayed every little emotion I felt, and whoever they were, they played me like a violin. Again they brought me nearly to the edge, only to stuff my pussy with two cubes that took an uncomfortable time to melt. But two pairs of lips ...
    wrapped around my nipples and encased them in moist warmth. Teeth nibbled on my thighs. Tongues licked every accessible part of my torso. I fell into a maelstrom of pleasurable sensations and lost all sense of time. I was aroused until I thought I might burst with pleasure, then quickly brought down to earth again. Again and again it happened. Twenty times? Thirty? More? I couldn’t say. I was a writhing mess of arousal, and my throat was sore from my constant moans. And then they stopped. Suddenly, for the first time in hours, nobody was touching me. The hall was silent, only an expectant whisper could be heard. “My dear guests,” I hear Natalie’s strong voice, “thank you so much for sharing this wonderful evening with me.” Thunderous applause filled the hall and made her pause. It took more than a minute until the crowd had settled down again. “Before we conclude the night, I have one more short treat for you. Remember, this is all improvised, but if it works out like we expect, you will be witness to a moment of heartbreaking beauty.” I felt the bonds around my extremities loosen. The screen tilted to the side and Cordelia was there, helping me to slide down from the “altar” and stand on wobbly legs. I looked down at myself, gasping when I saw that every little patch of skin, from my knees up to my neck, was red - and in some places even raw. My pussy was swollen and a deep shade of crimson, and its lips didn’t want to close all the way, making my almost purple clit stand out ...