I felt it in my bones that I belonged to Mistress. I was unequivocally hers and hers alone. I didn't remember anything from before I woke up tied to this bed, I didn't remember who this mysterious and darkly beautiful woman was. But she knew me, and I got the gut feeling I knew her, too. I was still feeling the effects of whatever drug she said I did, but I knew I had a job to do. 

I sat up on the bed next to Mistress, my limbs weak and trembling. My wrists, now free, were still decorating with the red texture of the ropes that had bound me. Mistress looked even more beautiful like this: laying on her back next to me, her brown hair waving in an impossible wind and her red lips in an amused grin. She reached a clawed hand and brushed my tangled hair from my cheek dampened with my strange tears. 

“Mistress,” I said, filled with determination. “Mistress, may I please you?”

“Please me?” She grinned at me, showing off her strangely sharp teeth. I blinked and they appeared back to normal. 

“I want... To please you, Mistress. Please, may I give you an orgasm?”

She hid her laugh behind her red-painted claws. 

“Please Mistress, tell me what to do. I want-” I corrected myself with a deep breath. “I need to make you feel good, Mistress.”

“You're always so eager, Ava,” Mistress wiped my tears away with her thumb. “Alright. You see where the duffle bag is? Go get three things from it, and I'll tell you which to use on me.”

She patted my ass and I unsteadily stepped off the bed. Let's see, what would Mistress like? I fished around her arsenal of sex toys and retrieved a textured vibrator, an oversized silicone dildo, and a strap on. I proudly displayed my items for Mistress and patiently awaited her decision. After all, only the best would be good enough for my Mistress. 

She pointed to the textured vibrator and I tossed the others off the bed. I inspected the toy and awaited her instructions.

“Do you remember how to use this?” She asked. I shook my head no. She explained with an amused smile. “Well, you know where it goes, I assume. There's a switch at the bottom to turn it on. Try it.”

I followed her direction and the vibrator hummed to life in my hands. 

“What does it feel like?” I asked. I looked up to see a wicked grin stretch across her face, and before I knew it, I was on my back again with Mistress pressing me into the mattress. 

“I'll demonstrate,” she said simply. Mistress used one hand to press me into the bed by my shoulder, and the other grabbed the dildo and brought it to my entrance. I gasped as the buzzing toy pressed into my pussy lips, a new and exciting sensation I can't remember feeling before... Or have I? I still couldn't remember anything before a couple hours ago when I woke up here with her. 

“Oh!” A gasp escaped me as Mistress pressed the toy further into my pussy. It felt like my inside themselves were pulsing along with the intense vibrations, in sync with the electronic pleasure giver. “Mmm...!”

She thrusted the toy in and out of me slowly, allowing me to feel every ridge and bump along the way. The combination with the vibrations was almost enough to drive me to the edge again. I whimpered in pleasure under her firm grasp. 

“That's what it feels like, little goddess. Don't you like it?” She teased. I nodded eagerly. “Maybe if you're a good girl and make me cum, I'll use it on you again.”

Just as I felt the beginning of my pleasure peak again, Mistress suddenly left me empty and still. She held the vibe in her hands, grinning down at me. I understood what I needed to do. I took the toy and watched as Mistress removed her corset lingerie. My heart raced as I realized I'd get the privilege of seeing her fully nude. At her instruction, I unzipped her and she sighed in relief as she laid on the bed. I hesitated, unsure of if I was allowed to touch her yet.

“Well come on,” she motioned me over. “You can't make my orgasm from over there. Come, touch. Like this.”

Mistress took my hand and placed it on top of her perfectly round perky tits, decorated with red marks from her tight lingerie. She squeezed my hand then let go, watching me expectantly. I felt a swarm of butterflies in my stomach, and gently squeezed her. I guess I didn't do it right because she sighed again, displeased. I was just so nervous, everything had to be perfect for Mistress! What if I messed up?

“A long time ago Ava, when we first met, you were nervous like this. You told me you ‘followed your heart,’ and all you needed was a little confidence.”

“Follow my heart...” I repeated under my breath. I took a deep breath and did as I was told.

I used both hands to caress her bare chest, sliding my hands everywhere I possibly could touch. I gently pinched both her erect nipples, eliciting a small gasp from her cherry lips. I brought my mouth to one, taking in her peak and flicking my tongue across. I switched to the other, mirroring my movements. I glanced up to see her blushing with a smile. 

My hand trailed down her slender sides and over the only visible imperfection, a light collection of stretch marks on the sides of her wide hips. I kissed them, working my way lower and lower. Remembering how she did it to me, I slid my fingertip along her slit, so warm and wet. It felt so inviting, as if her cunt were just asking me to enter her. I obliged. 

“Mmm,” Mistress moaned with a smile. I slowly worked one finger inside of her, then another, and her moans increased in turn. I increased my speed and force, working my way as far into her warm, wet hole as my fingers could go. I wonder how she tasted?

I brought my lips down to her clit, watching her face for any instructions. I only saw her eyes glued to me, gasping softly in anticipation. I kissed her clit, so damp from her arousal. I gently sucked it into my mouth, swirling my tongue around and around as she gripped the sheets beneath us. 

“Mmm, Ava yes...” She moaned. I felt a surge of pride at being able to make Mistress feel good! So proud that she allowed me this honor of pleasing her. I sucked a little harder, flicking my tongue quickly across her most sensitive parts. She began breathing quicker and harder; 

And I took each breath as a compliment to my performance. I kept working my mouth as my fingers slowly pushed in and out, in and out, in an unyielding yet steady rhythm of pleasure complimented by her sounds.

“Mm, oh, yes...” Mistress moaned softly. She rubbed her own nipple, adding to her pleasure. “Ava, use the vibrator.”

“Yes, Mistress!” I beamed. I removed my fingers, sopping wet from her pussy. Grabbing the textured toy, I flicked it on and held it just at her entrance like she showed me. Her breath caught again in anticipation, awaiting my insertion. 

I carefully slipped the humming toy inside of her, and she cried out in pleasure. Just like she taught me, I thrusted in and out slowly at first, but increased my speed and force as her body responded to my touch. I sucked her clit again as the vibrator hummed away in her pussy. Her whole body twitched as she moaned loudly, and I smiled to myself.

“Fuck, Ava! Yes, yes!” She gasped. “Suck my clit and get my G-spot!”

I pushed the vibrator in as far as I could, applying just enough pressure to make sure I filled her all the way up. Her hips bucked into me, taking the whole thing. 

“Mmm!” I felt her body tense and her pussy grip the dildo. She must be close! Without changing my rhythm, I just sucked a little harder, pressed a little deeper and before I knew it, she was spasming underneath me. 

“Ohhh!!” Mistress let her pleasure overwhelm her as she was launched into an enormous orgasm, as big as my own. Her long legs wrapped around me, holding me in place as I kept up my work. I could feel her twitching and clenching under me, and I was just so happy to be a tool for her pleasure. She deserved this, she deserved everything. 

“Ava! Fucking- ohh!” She moaned. “Yes! Yes...”

After several long seconds, she finally let out a big sigh and began to relax. I switched off the vibrator and set it aside, beaming with pride. 

“Ohh,” she sighed with a smile. “Come here, babe.”

I followed Mistress’s orders and she grabbed me into a passionate kiss. Fuck, I couldn't get enough of those lips. She squeezed me tight and eventually let me rest beside her on the bed. 

“Wow,” I said. I don't think I've ever done something as amazing as making Mistress cum before. It was almost otherworldly being able to make a divine beauty like her feel that much pleasure. 

“Did you like it?” She asked me while she stroked my tangled hair. I nodded eagerly. “You're such a good girl, my little goddess. You're so good for Mistress.”

I squeezed her back, relishing her warm embrace. I could hear her heartbeat, pounding away in her chest. I was right where I needed to be. Right here for Mistress. Mistress’s good girl.