I laid naked and splayed before my Mistress, cheeks hot with embarrassment at my obvious arousal. I didn't want this! I had never been with another woman like this before, and I wasn't going to start now! My mind was hazy and my vision wavy from whatever drug Mistress said I'd taken. She sat over me on the bed, her smile toothy and distorted. She looked ethereal, like a beautiful and dangerous dark angel. I was completely under her control, unable to move with my wrists bound taught to this unfamiliar bed. I had no idea how I'd gotten here, only that I was with this woman named Mistress and at her mercy. 

“I'm going to make each of your holes mine, Ava. I'm going to take them one by one until you beg me to fuck you. Until you admit you're bisexual, until you admit you belong to me.”

“N-no!” I blurted out. My insolence was rewarded with another sharp slap to my naked breasts. They stung red, already sensitive and sore from her punishing strikes. 

“I think I'll start with that pretty little mouth of yours.” Mistress leaned over and hovered her lips an inch from mine. My body moved entirely on its own before I even got a chance to think. My mouth surged forward and captured her plump cherry flavored lips in a deep kiss, searing and lustful. As soon as I realized, I recoiled. Why did I just do that?!

“Ohh you're a naughty girl, aren't you?” Oh fuck, I think Mistress said that was a rule. Oh god, what was she going to do to me now? My heart pounded in my naked chest. Mistress reached for something I couldn't see. The next thing I knew, a wickedly sharp pain ignited across my slender belly. I cried out in a mix of surprise and pain. 

“What did you do wrong?” She hissed. 

“I-I wasn't supposed to kiss you,” I said with a heavy breath. Another sharp strike came quickly, even crueler than the first. “Ah!”

“What did I fucking tell you, cunt?” Mistress took my nipple between her long nails and pinched- hard.  

“Ah! Mistress! I wasn't supposed to kiss you, Mistress!”

“That's right,” she released me and I let out a breath I didn't realize I was holding. “Now I'm going to plug up that naughty little face of yours before you get yourself into more trouble, hmm?”

I stared wide eyed as she reached into the duffle bag and retrieved what looked like a pink rubber ball on a strap. She held the ball up to my mouth and I gulped anxiously. 

“Open.”

I complied. She shoved the silicone ball between my teeth, forcing my mouth open. She secured the strap around my head, leaving me unable to make any sounds more complex than a moan.

“Now, little goddess, here's another rule,” Mistress stroked my blonde hair from my face. “If you find yourself... Unable to properly pronounce words, tap me or the bedframe four times for the safeword. Do you understand?”

I nodded. 

“Good. Your mouth is mine. What shall I claim next?”

“Mmm,” I found my words unintelligible, my tongue unable to form a single comprehensible syllable. 

“Excellent idea,” Mistress said as stood from the bed. Her long brown hair billowed into impossible clouds behind her. Her corset had a micro skirt at the hem, barely long enough to cover her tanned, round ass cheeks. I wish I could touch her there...

I shook my head and pushed those strange thoughts from my mind. No, I couldn't fall under her mysterious spell! I had to stay strong. I had to hold out and prove that I was definitely straight. Definitely not into Mistress. Definitely not memorizing her perfect curves and gorgeous body, the way her cherry lips pouted at me- ugh! I would've slapped my cheeks if I could move my arms. What's gotten into me?

I flinched when Mistress materialized next to me in a puff of swirling smoke. Fuck, remind me to never do this drug again.  She held up a shiny silver... Oh no. With a sadistic grin, she roughly flipped me over in the bed, crossing my arms and tightening the bonds even further. I laid with my drooling face pressed over my crossed arms, confused and disoriented. Why was the mysterious Mistress doing this?

I flinched with a muffled squeal when I felt a cold drip of lube on my ass. I tried to squirm and protest, but I had nowhere to go, and no words to say. 

“Mmm!”

Mistress grabbed a fistful of my blonde hair and shoved my face into the mattress. I felt her spread my ass cheeks, embarrassment once again reddening my face. I yelled into the ball gag when I felt the ice cold press of the metal buttplug at my hole. Oh god, why was she doing these things to me?

My eyes shot wide open as I felt myself begin to stretch to accommodate the plug. I breathed heavily through my nose, trying to focus on that instead of the growing sensations at my ass. I tried again to wiggle free, but Mistress grabbed my hips with her free hand. Her nails dug into my side as she roughly held me still. 

“The more you squirm the harder this is, little goddess. Just relax and enjoy it.”

Relax?! How could I possibly relax! This strange woman was shoving things into my ass! I resisted again. I got one merciful second between when Mistress pulled her hand from my hip, and the sharp slap to my ass cheek. 

“Mmm!”

“Stop squirming, bitch,” she hissed in my ear. She gripped my hip even tighter than before. Five sharp points took my breath away as the pain grew. I had no choice but to do as she said. 

I stilled myself, taking another deep breath as the pressing continued. After a minute, I felt that fantastic fullness as the bulb of the plug fully entered me. I wriggled my hips, drowning in a sweet wave of pleasure at the sensations. The metal plug was cold inside me and I could feel every centimeter of its length in my ass.

“Mmm...” I moaned into the bed. This time it wasn't in fear or pain, but pure lust. I was surprised at myself for liking this so much, honestly. I'm not sure if I've ever done this before, I can't remember. Everything was a hazy fog except what was happening to my body right this second. All I knew is what I could feel in this moment. 

And I felt good.