“Mmm?” Ava looked at her with wide eyes. Laurie simply gestured to the door as the server knocked again.  Ava slowly walked to the door, the feeling of the metal plug in her ass and the clamps on her nipples  were unignorable. She swung the door open a crack, and the server's face lit up when he saw her. 

“Thank you. Please hand her the drinks,” Laurie said to the server. “Sir?”

The server tore his eyes off Ava.

“Would you like to see what she has in her ass?”

“Fuck yes I do,” he replied. 

“Show him, Ava. Show him what Mistress has done to you.”

Ava looked at her incredulously, and her hesitation made Laurie's face sour as she crossed her arms. Ava let out a whimper, and bent over to show the server. He happily observed until Laurie waved him away with a thanks. Ava set the drinks down, face burning with embarrassment. 

“Oh dear, are you embarrassed?” Laurie sipped her cherry red cocktail. She regally swiped her long chestnut hair over her shoulder, looking down at Ava like the queen she was. “What about all those people who were watching you before? You weren't embarrassed then, my slut.”

Ava gulped. Laurie chuckled, leaning against the dresser. She swirled her drink and let Ava stew a moment longer before beckoning her over. She made Ava kneel on the floor before her. Laurie grabbed Ava's head and brought it right up to her pussy, tantalizingly close. So close that Ava could smell her excitement and see the wetness starting to dribble down Laurie's thighs. She wanted so badly to feel what Mistress’s wet pussy felt like. In their sessions, it was always Ava on the receiving. The urge to explore her Mistress's unattainable cunt was overwhelming. If she could just get out of these uncomfortable devices she could show Mistress what she could really do. It was just a tease though, and instead of allowing Ava to make any contact, she instead undid the ball gag. 

“Mm- ah,” Ava gasped as spit trailed from the gag to her mouth. She wiped her face in her arm and looked up at her Mistress. 

“Don't worry little slut, you'll get this back. Now drink your drink before it gets warm, yeah?” 

“Yes, Mistress...” Ava drank her cosmo, warmth spreading to her cheeks from the booze. “Thank you, Mistress”

“You're welcome little goddess,” Laurie petted her blonde head. 

When Ava had nearly reached the end of her drink, Laurie grabbed the cocktail glass away from her, robbing her of the last sweet sip. Laurie twirled the glass between her perfectly manicured fingers as Ava looked up at her, indignant at her last stolen sip. Ava huffed, annoyed. 

“Oh, dear,” Laurie set the glass down. “Were you going to finish that?” She said teasingly. 

Laurie knelt down to Ava at the floor and grabbed her hair roughly. Ava gasped as Laurie tilted her head back and brought the other drink to her lips. 

“Fine then, drink.” Laurie forced Ava's head back and brought the glass to her lips, making her drink. Ava was absolutely mesmerized, in a trance and unable to take her eyes off of her Mistress. She was like a perfect goddamn queen and Ava was her little servant always at her feet, always eager to serve. She suddenly felt grateful, grateful that she was even allowed to be her alone with her. Ava broke her trance and drank eagerly under Lauries hands. 

After their cocktails, Laurie replaced Ava's ball gag. Just before making contact with her lips, Ava spoke up. 

“W- wait Mistress? Um... Before we do that can I make a request?” Laurie just looked down at her with that awful, wonderful, sadistically displeased look that made Ava's head spin. “May I kiss- mm!”

Laurie interrupted her by shoving the gag into her mouth unceremoniously. She quickly strapped it on and shoved Ava onto the bed. 

“You want that? You have to earn it. Be my good little bitch and I just might think about giving you a reward. But don't you dare assume you deserve it. Don't forget how naughty you've been.”

Laurie crawled over Ava, tugging the chain between her nipple clamps until Ava moaned in pain. Ava felt so tiny compared to Laurie, and not just because Laurie's height towered over her anyway. The way her presence completely dominated a room made Ava feel like a happy little ant at her feet. 

Laurie roughly dragged Ava into position on the bed, locking her wrists into the cuffs built into the headboard. Ava struggled slightly as her ankles were fastened to the end, and she was rendered completely and utterly immobile. 

“Mmm..!” Ava struggled weakly and helplessly against her bonds. She was stretched out across the bed, completely immobilized, open, and at Mistress's mercy. She felt the presence of the plug in her ass with every motion, just another constant reminder of her complete and utter submission. She was stuck, with nowhere to move and nothing to do about it. Her nipples had that unrelenting pressure and pain that only made her wetter and wetter as they were tugged and squeezed but he clamps. She wiggled her body, trying to find either relief or stimulation. She didn't know which she wanted more of, and it didn't matter anyway since it was Laurie's decision anyway. 

“Look at you squirm, you little slut,” Laurie stared at her with hungry eyes, running her hands over the curves and muscles of Ava's beautiful body. Laurie took her time admiring Ava from her face twisted in pain and anticipation, the way her chest rose and fell with each eager, heavy breath. Laurie reached into the bag for her next toy, but just then her phone began to vibrate. 

She checked her phone, and smiled that sadistic smile that made Ava's pussy flood with a newfound wetness. 

“It's Dan,” she held up the screen. “He wants to know how you're doing. Let's send him a photo, shall we?”

To be continued....