Part 1 here: https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/1iob836/the_thief_in_the_night_part_one_31f28f_bandit_did/

While Nadine had two fingers inside of her girlfriend, she couldn’t help but admire her handiwork.

Lena — petite, beautiful, strong-willed Lena — was bound to an old oak chair in their classy hotel room, a massive white ball gag in her mouth while her wine-purple dress hugged every inch of her wonderful, curvy body. 

Ropes bit under her wrists, around her thighs, up the contours of her legs and dress, tight against her breasts and around her ankles, crossing her legs and revealing so much of her beauty. Her lipstick smeared against the gag — Nadine’s ferocity boiled up, but she pushed it down — while she breathed heavily behind it, moaning. A large scarf bound the top of her head, denying her vision.

Her sharp features put the gag in relief, and she struggled so well, her breasts heaving, nipples erect beneath her dress, and Nadine could feel, could even smell how wet she was. Her underwear was soaked, and so were her inner thighs, by this point.

Nadine had changed her own clothes, from a nice, classy pantsuit to black sweatpants, a black hoodie, and a black mask she kept for plane rides. She caught a look at herself in the mirror — she looked vicious, dominant even. No one would’ve guessed it from her at all — she was quieter than Lena, more reserved. Her cheeks and face were softer, more rolling than Lena’s, and she was taller by a good margin, almost 6 feet compared to Lena’s 5’4”.

And here she loomed over her captive, whose body was so close, so tantalizing that she wanted to rip off the dress and have her way with her. Lena would enjoy it, too, but that was too easy.

The whole point of the exercise was over their belongings — Lena had their valuables in the safe, but hid the code from Nadine, who would need to get Lena to confess it. If Lena didn’t give it up, Nadine knew the next day would be a slog, as Lena was somewhat lazy on vacation.

She couldn’t abide by that. So she’d settle for ripping orgasms from her girlfriend until she cracked.

Nadine leaned over her girlfriend, removed her fingers, and sat down gently on her lap. Lena stiffened, mumbling something, until Nadine grabbed her throat, softly, and squeezed the sides. Nowhere near enough to harm her, but enough to say I’m in charge, and you’re just a plaything.

Drool oozed from behind Lena’s gag, and she pushed out her chest, her tits about to fall out of her dress, and Nadine took one of Lena’s nipples between her fingers.

“I heard you happen to know the code,” Nadine murmured in Lena’s ear, her teeth close by. She didn’t release Lena’s throat or nipple. “I’d love to get into it.”

Lena strained against the chair, and Nadine squeezed just a little harder. She could feel Lena’s neck working, and Nadine pushed her head back. Lena gurgled in surprise, her hips gyrating beneath Nadine’s hips, and Nadine leaned in.

“Because if you don’t…” she bit down on Lena’s ear and pulled playfully. “I’m going to make you scream.”

She pinched her nipple, hard. Lena yelped out, and Nadine slapped her hand over Lena’s mouth, muffling the cry. She kept her head pushed back while she leaned down, removed the mask and aggressively kissed her breasts, enough to create marks. She did that for as long as she wanted, until her chest was covered in marks that wouldn’t go away for a time, and bit her nipples gently with her teeth.

Lena was wiggling her hips on the chair, trying to get some sort of leverage on her pussy, to get any sort of stimulation there she could. Nadine grunted and pinched her thighs, hard. Lena cried out again, half in pain and half in lust. She used her nails, really driving Lena to the edge of it.

“This is just the beginning,” Nadine said. “Wait until you see what else I do to you.”

Lena whimpered behind the gag, but she didn’t signal that she was ready to give in. Yet.

Nadine left her there on the chair and began to thumb through the small suitcase full of sex toys Lena had brought. She’d thought of everything, and Nadine decided to start was a big one.

“Here you go, you little slut,” Nadine said. “This might tide you over, but it might not.”

She reached her hand up Lena’s dress and rubbed her clit — my god, she’s wet — and used it to lube up the 8 inch dildo in her hands. It was longer, but on the thin side, which would make it work for what she wanted.

“Here you go, you little slut,” she said, and slid it between her legs. There was enough of a gap for it to fit, and it penetrated Lena smoothly. She reared back, the cords in her neck pulsing from the pleasure, and she gave a loud, shuddering moan behind her gag. The dildo was fixed within her, braced by her own legs.

“We’ll start there. I’ll add a new toy every thirty minutes,” she said. “You can guess where the next one is going,” she added with a whisper. 

Lena groaned and pulled at her restraints, tried to move her legs to give the dildo inside of her some friction. She humped the air, her cries desperate, fruitless, denied. Nadine watched her try to fuck herself on it for a while, relished the sense of dominance she had. It would be so easy to give her what she wanted, but the denial was sweeter, to watch her sweat vigorously as she yearned to reach a climax.

By the time she got to an orgasm, if Nadine had her way, she’d have so many she’d lose control.

Nadine went back to the suitcase and grabbed two clover nipple clamps. They seemed the right size and fit — sometimes she wore them herself, the pain crystallizing while she dommed her partner — and went up behind Lena. 

She grabbed one breast and pinched Lena’s nipple harder than before. Lena squealed, trying to turn away, but Nadine applied the clamp with ruthless precision. Lena gasped and cried out, before the other one came on. The cries of lust and pain mingled before they were consumed, again, by Lena’s desire to cum. She loved those clamps — they were her favorites, Nadine recognized in the moonlight streaming in from the window.

Another twenty minutes to go.

She returned, once again, to the suitcase, but pondered her captive. Lena still seemed to be going strong, while still driven half-mad with lust, and her moans became more desperate as she tried, and failed, to cum.

Nadine grabbed a small buttplug — something if push came to shove — and something else, too. She smiled. 

This might do it.

She stalked over to Lena, who was now more desperate than she’d been all night to cum, almost hysterical from the denial and the pent up feeling. Nadine tightened her strap, and then removed the blindfold.

Lena squinted in the moonlight, used to complete darkness, until her eyes widened in surprise and excitement and terror at the massive strap-on in front of her face. 

“Are you ready to give in?” Nadine said. Lena shook her head. Nadine frowned.

“One last chance,” Nadine warned. “Before I take your ass with this.”

Lena mumbled into her gag, droll soaking the front of her dress and her breasts, glistening in the silvery night. She wanted it.

Nadine bared her teeth. No, she was going to win this. And she wouldn’t get what she wanted yet.

She ripped the ball gag off Lena’s face.

“What —”

GUHK!

The strap-on slid down Lena’s tongue, nearly to the back of her throat. Her eyes bulged and watered, and she gagged on the massive dick. She tried to pull her head back, but Nadine was so close and she could only go so far, so she got about halfway down the shaft. Two more inches were covered in thick spit — tears streamed from her eyes as she looked up at Nadine, excitement and lust and desperation in them.

“Suck. Now,” Nadine said. Lena did — her head moved slowly up and down the shaft, and she went deep in her own throat, forcing herself to gag on it some more before pulling back down. Her face turned red, and her eyes turned red from the tears, but she kept on, thriving on the dick until she needed to breathe. When she did, she pulled back until only a couple inches of the strap-on was in her mouth, and she breathed around it.

“Get it good and soaked for when it goes in your ass,” Nadine said. She had a condom and some lube hidden nearby, which she'd throw on in a flash when it was time.

Lena’s eyes widened in disbelieving excitement, and she worked faster, doing as much as she could.

The repetitive sounds were like music to Nadine, and she felt her own lust rip through her in response. She bit her lip, but her eyes were still stormy to Lena, who felt so completely owned, so thoroughly dominated, that the game nearly slipped from her mind. Nadine, too, forgot their objective.

All that was left was to take her.

Nadine snarled, pulling her strap-on free. She shoved the ball gag back in Lena’s mouth and tightened it, and released her from the chair. The ropes lay discarded on the ground, but that didn’t matter — Nadine didn’t bother putting her on the bed. The floor was good enough.

She pushed Lena down, who cried out through her gag as Nadine ripped her dress up. She lifted her ass up, ready and waiting.

Nadine braced, grasped her hips, and entered her.

Lena felt the expansion, the object penetrating her, and she gasped. Nadine was going slowly, gently, and that wasn’t enough.

“Harer,” Lena gasped through her gag. 

“Harder?”

“Mhm…MMM!”

Nadine thrusted, and Lena screamed in pleasure. It felt like warm lightning pulsing through her, spreading from her hips up to her hands and down. It was like everything was electricity, the woman fucking her like a cheap whore putting all her effort into it.

Nadine kept the rhythm and snarled with each thrust. She grabbed a fistful of Lena’s hair with one hand, a breast in the other.

“Give. Me. The. Code,” she snapped in between thrusts. Lena felt like she was going to burst, the cock thrusting and thrusting and thrusting and thrusting and —

I’m gonna cum I’m gonna fucking cum

Lena screamed, for real, and Nadine slapped another hand over her mouth, and felt the wet orgasm, ripped from Lena’s body, as she came hard, liquid slowly moving down her legs. Lena collapsed, and with her went Nadine.

Their safe signal came up. Two crossed fingers, wiggled left and right three times. 

Nadine pulled out slowly and ungagged Lena, who lay there, nipples clamped and dildo in her pussy, her face full of dreamy ecstasy.

“Wooooooow,” Lena said. “That was awesome.”

Nadine laughed. “You look punch drunk.”

She helped Lena up, unclamped her nipples and pulled the dildo free. She also helped Lena strip and get into pajamas, get things to clean up, and held her.

“I’m so sleepy,” Lena said. “That was so much effort. And the anal really put me over the edge.”

“I’m glad you liked it,” Nadine said. “But I do believe I won a code.”

Lena smirked. “There wasn’t a code.”

“...what?”

“I lied. There wasn’t a code on the safe. It just looks like it. I just wanted to provoke you.”

“You little fucking brat!”

Lena batted her long, beautiful eyelashes. “I know what I want. And believe me, I got it.”