Chapter 16: Mistress Victoria

Nicky knelt on the cool, dank dungeon floor, waiting for her Mistress’s instructions.

Mistress Victoria had been Nicky’s Mistress for almost two years. She was more than just her Domme to Nicky. She was her mentor, her teacher, her guardian.

Mistress Victoria was 42. Tall, elegant, an alluring beauty that fills every room she walks into. Whether she is dressed casually while spending downtime at home in silk and lace lingerie, or dressed for a session in her thigh-high leather boots, leather long coat, and leather corset, she always exudes strength, confidence, and power. She commands loyalty from every sub under her care. Men or women. She is dark and mysterious, with long, jet-black hair flowing down her back, almost reaching past her waist.

She had been a professional Dominatrix for 15 years. She had started right after graduating with her PhD in Clinical Sexology. Mistress Victoria considered herself as much a therapist as a Dominatrix. To her, they went hand-in-hand. Two sides of the same coin. She wasn’t only there to inflict pain or humiliation; she also listened to her wards. She wanted to help each client face their deepest, darkest desires and kinks. To help relieve their pent-up frustration and guilt from hiding their true selves from society. Her dungeon was always a safe, judgment-free space, where she had total control and demanded obedience from each submissive client under her.

Mistress Victoria had reached a point in her life where she saw only a handful of regular clients. She had worked hard and invested strategically over the years and could now limit her need to work. She paid her full-time, live-in subs a very generous ‘allowance’ and, in return, expected them to fulfill their daily tasks, including housework, handling her schedule, and, most importantly, keeping the dungeon clean, organized, and stocked. Over the years, she had many subs, both boys and girls, most of whom apprenticed under her.

This was her goal; she had hoped Nicky would follow, which is why she was so disappointed and concerned about the way Nicky was behaving. She could tell that something had changed in Nicky after the short time she had spent with her brother-in-law. Mistress Victoria had seen it before, when a sub found a Dom they idolized completely. But she had to be sure if Nicky truly realized what she felt, or if it was just a fleeting obsession. If it were true, she would help Nicky move forward towards whatever she wanted. If it were the latter, she would break the illusion and help Nicky get over this impulsive obsession.

Mistress Victoria looked at her little one, obediently waiting for her commands.

“Kitty, take off your blindfold and crawl over to me and sit at my feet.” Her voice was stern, but not harsh or angry.

Chapter 17: Nicky’s Confession

Nicky removed the blindfold. The lights in the dungeon were low, so her eyes adjusted quickly. She obediently crawled across the cool stone floor to be next to her Mistress.

Nicky sat quietly by her Mistress’s chair, waiting nervously for her next command.

Mistress Victoria stroked Nicky’s head gently, making Nicky’s body tense from the touch.

“It’s time for you to tell me about your time with your brother-in-law and why you tried to hide what he did to you.” Miss Vicky’s voice was sharp, but without anger.

Nicky’s body trembled. Partially from the coolness of the dungeon, but mostly from fear. Not fear of Miss Vicky, fear of her own feelings, and how to explain them. Fear of disappointing her Mistress.

Nicky took in a deep breath and tried to steady herself. Then she explained, softly and honestly, how the events of the last two days had unfolded. Nicky explained about her sister’s crazy request and her own shock and disbelief in what Jan had asked her to do. She was honest about her doubts that Rick would even give in. And about the excitement of her possible punishment when she returned home. Nicky told Miss Vicky in detail about Jan's video to Rick, how she used what she had been taught to seduce Rick, then explained everything they did together once she had led Rick into the bedroom.

Throughout all of this, Nicky’s voice was steady, almost clinical, as she described the events. That was, until after she talked about the aftercare and what happened after they had their wine and pizza, when they got back in bed together for the night. When Nicky started telling Miss Vicky about thier next time together, her voice started to change. Miss Vicky noticed the change. A slight hesitation, the way Nicky's eyes looked away. Miss Vicky reached down and gently pulled Nicky up so she was standing next to her. She touched the side of her face.

“Little one, take your time and tell me everything.” Miss Vicky’s voice was soft and reassuring.

“I’m sorry. I really didn't want to feel like this. Didn't think I could. Sex with Rick had been so wonderful, I had to have more. I climbed up and straddled over Rick to see if he would let me, but he surprised me and took control. He grabbed my legs and pulled me up, then buried his face between my legs. He was so strong, so tenacious. I couldn't get away. Honestly, I didn't really want to. I was enjoying the attention and the control he exerted over me.” Nicky's voice was shaking as a tear slid down her cheek.

She took a deep breath and continued. “Rick knew exactly what I wanted. His tongue found every spot that sent waves of ecstasy coursing through my flesh. After I came, he held me tighter and wouldn't stop. He forced me to come again and again. He continued until my body was shaking and I couldn't take any more. Then he tossed me on the bed and turned his back to me. I thought that was it, I lay there trying to regain some control, confused. Didn't know if I should be angry at his brute force or overwhelmed by his passion, but he seemed to be done with me. He acted as if it were just his revenge for what Jan and I had dragged him into. But as I pushed up against his back, feeling unwanted, he rolled over, held me close, comforted me, then he held me tightly against his strong, warm body all night as we slept. I felt safe and secure in his arms and slept soundly through the night.”

Miss Vicky heard the admiration in Nicky’s voice.

Nicky went on to explain the events from that morning with Rick. Nicky started, more relaxed, more excited to share. “This morning I woke up first and got a quick shower, then called Jan to check on her. She asked about how last night went, and I just said everything went well, then changed the subject. After the call, I went and got our coffee started. That’s when I heard Rick getting up, and I hurried into the bathroom to tell him I was making him breakfast. He was so cute. At first, he was worried about being late to pick up Jan, but I explained we had time. When he relaxed, he realized we were both naked and acted shy and embarrassed. I was in a happy, playful mood, so I did what I always do: I teased him. He turned all sorts of shades of red.”

Miss Vicky heard the excitement and affection in her voice. Saw the sparkle in her eyes as she talked about Rick.

Nicky giggled and continued. “I told Rick to get his shower, then join me for breakfast. I was naked in the kitchen, so I slipped on one of my sister's aprons, then continued getting breakfast for Rick. It’s hard to explain how it felt waiting to serve my Master.” Nicky caught herself too late as she let that word slip out. She blushed and looked down, afraid of what Miss Vicky’s reaction would be. When Miss Vicky remained silent, Nicky continued, trying to act as if she hadn’t just let her true feeling escape her lips.

“Rick came into the kitchen and sat down at the table, wearing only a towel. After serving him breakfast, I watched him eat. I couldn’t control myself. I wanted one more time with him. I thought it was my last chance to have him before everything returned to normal, and my fantasy would be over. In the past, I had actually dreamed and wondered what it would be like to be in Rick’s arms. To have him look at me the way he looked at Jan.” Nicky blushed again. “I tried to force myself to be happy that I had this one time to experience my secret desire.”

“I crawled under the table and pulled open his towel so I could give him the same pleasure he had given me the night before. Rick started to protest, but quickly relaxed as I worshipped his manhood. Once I had drained him completely, I was delighted and got up to go get dressed. I was proud of myself and thought that was it. I let my bratty self tease Rick one too many times. When my back was to Rick, he grabbed me and pulled me back with such force. He slammed me onto his lap and immediately drove deep into me. He had caught me completely off guard. Before I could react or protest, he stood up, throwing my body across the kitchen table, with me still impaled by him.”

Miss Vicky watched as Nicky’s eyes lit up; her breathing quickened. She could see the excitement building in Nicky’s body as she continued to describe Rick’s conquest.

Nicky took in another sharp breath as she continued to relive Rick’s glorious attack on her more than willing body. “Rick held me tight against the table and didn’t let me move as he relentlessly pounded into me. I’ve never felt such sexual power and excitement. I’m still not sure where that passionate force came from, whether it was lust or anger. Suddenly, my bottom was burning. He had slapped me, with his bare hand, hard. At first, I was surprised he had done it, but as he continued his attack, I lost myself in his hunger. I wanted, no, I needed more. More of his strength, more of this passionate energy, more of this animal that had been unleashed on my body.”

“I told him not to stop, that I wanted more. He got bolder and slapped me again, harder. I scream in delight and ask for another. That’s why I tried to hide where he had marked me. I didn’t want you to know that I had demanded that he do it. That I had enjoyed it. That I still want more.” Nicky was sweating, even in the coolness of the dungeon; beads of sweat ran down her naked body as she shook from the excitement of reliving her time with Rick.

Nicky started to cry, quietly at first, just a sob, a hitch in her breathing. She looked at her Mistress, “I'm so sorry, Mistress, I still want to be Rick’s. I need to be his. I have to please him and let him use me completely. I don't know if he will have me or if my sister will allow me to be his toy.”

Nicky started crying in earnest, loudly, uncontrollably. She slid down on her knees again and buried her face in Miss Vicky's lap as she continued to sob. Miss Vicky petted her little one and let her cry. She knew she needed this time to release these pent-up emotions. She understood Nicky hadn't gone to Rick looking for this. She also knew that this was going to only get harder for Nicky. She would need to face both Jan and Rick. To be open, honest, and, most of all, prepared if they didn't accept her.

When Nicky started to relax and her sobs slowed, Miss Vicky pulled her up. She brushed the tears from her face and smiled at her. “My sweet little kitty has fallen for her brother-in-law, hasn't she?” Miss Vicky leaned forward and kissed Nicky on her forehead, then pulled her close and hugged her. Nicky's body was still trembling, still crying as she held her. Miss Vicky's heart ached at the thought of what Nicky would need to bear. She wanted to do whatever she could to help her Nicky through this, even if it meant losing her precious little one.

Mistress Victoria held Nicky's chin and raised her face, then kissed her, a long, sensuous, loving kiss. There are no words that can describe the tenderness and compassion Nicky felt in that kiss. Tears began to cascade down Nicky's face again as they continued their kiss. These Tears were not of sorrow, but of relief, the relief from the stress of her emotions, the relief of expressing her true feelings, her true desires, the relief of knowing that Mistress Victoria wasn’t mortified or disappointed in Nicky or her feelings toward Rick.

Miss Vicky gently pushed Nicky back and took her key and unlocked Nicky’s chastity belt. When it was loose, she slid it down and let it fall to the floor. The belt clanged against the stone floor as Miss Vicky reached between Nicky’s legs and cupped her soft, warm mound. Nicky was wet, very wet from reliving Rick’s attack. Miss Vicky felt her kitty climax as she gently slid her fingers between Nicky’s folds. Nicky’s eyes were closed as she stood, quivering, letting Miss Vicky explore her. Miss Vicky smiled as her little kitty moaned.

Miss Vicky reached out and removed the clamps from Nicky’s nipples. Tossing the chain on the floor, she cupped both of Nicky’s soft, firm breasts in each hand. She admired the beauty of her young, petite body.

Standing next to Nicky, Mistress Victoria commanded her, “Undress me.”

Nicky obediently started removing Miss Vicky’s clothing. Nicky started to fold each piece as she removed it, but Miss Vicky stopped her. She wanted Nicky to finish; she wanted to feel Nicky's delicate hands on her naked body. Once Nicky had finished, she stood there admiring her Mistress’s beautiful body. Miss Vicky could see the want and desire glowing in Nicky’s eyes.

“Does my little pet want her Mistress?” Miss Vicky’s voice was soft and teasing. She reached out and brushed Nicky’s hair back. Then she leaned forward and kissed her pet, just barely making contact with Nicky’s lips.

Nicky raised on her toes, trying to make firmer contact and to kiss her mistress back. Miss Vicky moved back, not letting her. Nicky let out a disappointed whimper and sank back down. The collar with the leash was still around Nicky’s neck. Miss Vicky took hold of the leash and led Nicky to the workbench. Both women stood there, naked, with all of Mistress’s toys lined up on the bench and others hanging on the wall above it.

“It's time for my naughty little pet’s punishment. I’ll let you choose two items.”

Chapter 18: Time for Nicky’s Discipline

Nicky’s eyes lit up as she took in all of the choices in front of her. Miss Vicky could see the excitement building as Nicky’s hands trembled slightly as she reached out, trying to decide what to take. Miss Vicky used the end of the leash and swatted Nicky’s ass playfully.

“Don't take all night. Go ahead and choose.”

Nicky picked up a small flogger with thin leather straps and a silk blindfold. She held them both in her hands and looked up at her Mistress. “Can we use these, please, Mistress?” Nicky could barely contain her excitement and desire in her voice.

Miss Vicky took both items and led Nicky to the center of the dungeon. “Now choose where you want to be punished.”

Nicky looked at all of Miss Vicky’s equipment. Her eyes moved from the Trojan horse to Saint Andrew's cross to the chains hanging from the ceiling. Then she turned around, and her eyes settled on the four-poster bed behind them by the viewing area. Nicky looked at Miss Vicky, her eyes pleading for the bed.

Miss Vicky smiled at her little pet. “Good choice, little one.” Then led Nicky by the leash over to the bed. She had Nicky lie in the middle of the bed as she attached the cuffs to Nicky’s wrists and ankles. Once Nicky’s naked body was restrained on the bed, Miss Vicky brushed the hair back from Nicky’s face and put on the silk blindfold. Then she placed the flogger on the bed so it was touching Nicky’s side. Nicky’s body tensed at the feel of the cold leather against her soft skin. Miss Vicky walked back to the workbench and retrieved a few more surprises for her pet. Then returned to Nicky.

“You ready to start?”

“Yes, Mistress. Please,” Nicky chimed excitedly. Goosebumps raised on her body, partly from the coolness of the dungeon, mostly from her anticipation of what was to come.

Miss Vicky joined Nicky on the bed and straddled over her pet's nakedness, looking down at her delicate, quivering body. She leaned forward and brushed her taut nipples along Nicky’s skin, just barely making contact. Nicky arched her back, trying to make more contact with her Mistress. Miss Vicky sat up and swatted Nicky’s thigh.

“Bad kitty. I didn’t tell you that you could move. You need to lie still and wait.”

Nicky whimpered, then settled back down on the mattress, her hands tightly holding the straps attached to the cuffs on her wrist. Nicky moaned softly.

Miss Vicky leaned down again and brushed her lips across Nicky's. Not an actual kiss, just a tease. Nicky's body tightened, wanting more, but trying to stay still as she had been ordered. Miss Vicky moved up higher and brushed her nipples across Nicky’s lips. They were warm and taunt. Nicky fought the urge to open her mouth. Miss Vicky rocked and slid her nipple across Nicky's mouth, then she held one breast above her pet's face and firmly squeezed, letting a few drops of sweet, warm milk drip down onto Nicky’s lips. Nicky immediately licked the milk from her lips and opened her mouth, begging for more.

Miss Vicky lowered her breast closer to Nicky and let her greedily start to suckle on her. Nicky gulped as she hungrily sucked, afraid her Mistress would take her breast away before she had had enough. Miss Vicky closed her eyes and let her pet continue to nurse. Enjoying the feel and sounds of her little pet suckling on her warm milk. Miss Vicky held Nicky’s neck and pushed her closer to encourage her to keep feeding,

“Get your fill, little one. This is your treat, before your punishment starts.” Nicky continued to suck on her Mistress’s breast. Purring as she swallowed gulp after gulp of the sweet milk from her Mistress.

After a bit, Miss Vicky pulled back and then gave Nicky her other breast so she could continue. She watched as Nicky drank, happy that her pet still craved her nourishment. Miss Vicky suddenly sat up, pulling her breast away from Nicky. Nicky strained, wanting more. Miss Vicky climbed off Nicky and sat on the edge of the bed, over Nicky. She leaned forward and licked a few drops of milk off Nicky’s lips, then kissed her pet lightly before reaching out for the flogger.

Miss Vicky dragged the thin leather straps of the flogger along Nicky’s soft skin. Starting at her feet and along the inside of her thighs, where Nicky’s skin was the most sensitive. Nicky wiggled against the restraints as the flogger brushed across her mound and continued along her belly. Nicky moaned as the straps ran across her hard nipples. Goosebumps raised everywhere the straps had slid across her skin. Nicky moaned and whimpered, waiting for Miss Vicky to strike her with the flogger. The wait and not knowing where it would hit were more punishment than the actual strike. A bead of nervous sweat ran across Nicky’s brow,

Miss Vicky put down the flogger, picked up and lit the candle she had placed on the bed earlier. As the wax melted, she let the first drops fall onto Nicky’s delicate skin. They dripped down on the tender skin next to Nicky’s kitty, just above her thigh. Nicky squealed as the hot wax landed on her skin. Miss Vicky let a few more drops of wax drip down, moving to other delicate places. Nicky didn’t know where the next drop would land. Nicky moaned as each drop burned on her body. Nicky’s breathing started to get faster and deeper as her excitement climbed. Miss Vicky knew her pet and knew she was getting close to cumming. Miss Vicky stopped and blew out the candle.

“That’s enough of that for now. My little pet isn’t allowed to cum just yet. You had enough of that from your brother-in-law. Tonight, you’re going to learn to behave and are not allowed to finish until I’m done with you.”

Miss Vicky got out of bed, leaving Nicky panting. Covered in spots of cooling wax and small red marks on her skin where it had burned her delicate skin. She let Nicky lie there and waited for her body to relax and her breathing to slow back down. Miss Vicky held the flogger in her hand again, waiting, waiting for Nicky to be relaxed and to be caught off guard. After what seemed to Nicky to be a long time, Miss Vicky struck her leg. The straps of the flogger wrapped around her thigh just below her mound.

Nicky cried out. Partly from the pain, but mostly from the shock and surprise of the sudden strike she hadn’t expected. Miss Vicky waited, watched Nicky struggle, knowing she was waiting for the next one. Miss Vicky moved silently down the bed, then landed the next one across the soles of Nicky’s feet. The straps wrapped around her foot, leaving red marks on the bottom and the sides. Nicky screamed again.

Nicky wanted to beg for more, but wasn’t sure she was allowed to yet. So she bit her lip and waited for the next one. Wondering where it would land. She didn’t need to wait long, as the next slap landed just below her left breast. The sting and heat raced through her body as she drew in a quick breath and held it, waiting for another. Nicky could feel each place Miss Vicky had struck still stinging, burning. The next landed on her other thigh, just barely grazing her folds. It was harder and stung brighter. Nicky almost came from that one. But she didn’t scream, she just basked in the warmth and sting that flushed through her valley.

Miss Vicky could see the wetness glistening between Nicky’s legs. Her next strike landed, softer, but still stung, directly on Nicky’s tender lips and reached down between her legs and tapped her tight little star. Nicky cried out and tried to bring her knees together to protect herself, but the restraints on her ankles were too tight.

“That was for letting that man abuse my pet.” Miss Vicky stuck Nicky again, this time across her belly, the straps wrapped around her side. Nicky muffled another scream, trying to control her excitement. Afraid that if Miss Vicky knew how much she was enjoying this, she would stop.

Miss Vicky knew Nicky and saw right through it. She placed the flogger down at the foot of the bed and stood above Nicky, admiring the bright red marks glowing on Nicky's soft, white skin. She ran her fingers across each stripe, tracing each one as Nicky flexed from each touch.

“Now those are proper marks. Nice thin stripes and small red dots.” Miss Vicky leaned down, held Nicky’s sore pussy in her hand, feeling her warmth and wetness. Nicky jolted at her hand resting between her legs and moaned, louder than she had wanted to.

“No, not yet. I know you want to, but it’s not time yet. I’m not done playing with my pet yet.” Miss Vicky released Nicky and moved away from the bed. Leaving Nicky panting, wanting more. She knew she was aching for the sweet release to flood her body. She was having too much fun teasing her naughty little brat.

Miss Vicky decided it was time for her to indulge herself in a little pleasure. No reason for her pet to have all of the fun. She deserved and needed to be satisfied, too. Miss Vicky got back on the bed and straddled Nicky again. This time, right above Nicky’s face. She reached down and raised Nicky's head, burying her face between her legs.

“Your turn to pleasure your Mistress, my little whore.”

Nicky felt Miss Vicky’s heat on her face. Took in the sweet aroma of her sex with each breath. Eagerly licked the wetness dripping from her mistress’s folds. Nicky slowly slid her tongue through her folds in search of her little bud. When she found what she craved, it was already hard and begging to be enjoyed. Nicky ran her tongue in little circles around her Mistress’s clit, then suckled on her like she had while nursing off her breast.

Miss Vicky moaned loudly as she ground on Nicky’s face. She had her head back, eyes closed, as she enjoyed her pet's attention on her own flower. Nicky continued attending to pleasure her Mistress. When Miss Vicky moved, she slid her tongue between her loins and searched the depths of her canal. Lapping up as much of her wetness as she could. Nicky loved the taste and aroma of her Mistress.

Nicky knew she was being punished, but she was delighted to be allowed to pleasure her mistress and to be used like this. This is what she needed: to serve her mistress. Then, she hoped she would be allowed to serve her new master later. Nicky purred as she continued to ravish her mistress. She listened to Miss Vicky; her moans got louder, and her breathing got deeper. She felt Miss Vicky’s muscles getting tighter as she got closer to her climax. Nicky forged deeper and wished her hands were free so she could help her mistress more.

Missy Vicky moved so Nicky could reach her now-swollen button again, needing to feel her tongue on her. As Nicky’s tongue slipped along her mistress's slit, Miss Vicky moaned with ecstasy. Nicky tongue again circled Miss Vicky's bud and then treated it like she had Rick’s penis. Miss Vicky pressed against Nicky’s face and moaned loudly as she came. Every muscle in her body tightened as a strong, forceful orgasm cascaded through her. Nicky continued, swallowing eagerly every drop her Mistress released into her mouth. Once the wave had flushed through her body, Miss Vicky lowered Nicky’s head back on the bed and leaned back. She sat there, still straddling Nicky as she panted, trying to catch her breath again. It took a moment before her legs stopped shaking enough for her to move off and lie next to her pet.

Miss Vicky lay next to Nicky, still breathing hard, the last of that immense orgasm still trickling through her groin. When she could finally control her own body, she rolled over and pressed her body against Nicky. She turned Nicky's face toward her and kissed her pet. A long, passionate kiss. Their tongues intertwined as she tasted her own nectar in her pet's mouth. Miss Vicky lay her head on Nicky’s arm, which was still tightly held by the restraints, and rested as her breathing and her racing heart slowed back down to normal. She stayed there, holding her pet, knowing it might be her last time with Nicky. She hugged Nicky, then kissed her on the cheek, pulled the blindfold off, and slid off the edge of the bed.

She stood next to the bed. Looked down at Nicky. Nicky’s eyes were bright as she smiled up contentedly at her mistress. Nicky’s face was still wet, and the tips of her hair close to her face were wet too. There was a puddle under her neck. Nicky was a wonderful, gorgeous mess. Miss Vicky went over to the sink, got a warm, wet washcloth, and came back and gently wiped off Nicky’s face to clean her up. But she wasn’t ready to release her just yet.

Miss Vicky looked at her little pet. Tied to the bed, breathing deeply in anticipation of what might be coming next. She ran a finger across the cold, waxy spots that were still red and the thin red stripes the flogger had left. She admired her handiwork and then got ready for the next step.

Miss Vicky unhooked the cuffs on Nicky’s ankles and attached new cuffs just above Nicky’s knees and pulled her legs up above her body and spread apart as far as she could, exposing her, well, exposing everything between her legs. Nicky wrenched in pain as her legs dangled in the air, but she didn’t complain or use her safe word. She waited. She trembled, part excitement, part fear.

Miss Vicky left again, walking back toward her workbench. Nicky heard one of the drawers open and close. Then another drawer. When Miss Vicky returned, she had a tube of lube in one hand, a manta ray vibrator in the other, and a large black dildo strapped to her. Nicky squirmed, but there was nowhere to go.

Miss Vicky attached the manta ray to Nicky’s groin and inserted the tail deep inside Nicky’s canal. She used the remote and turned it on to a soft, dull vibe to start. Then she took the lube and coated the dildo generously. Miss Vicky’s fingers were covered in lube from applying it to the dildo, so she crammed all four of them into Nicky’s tight little rose bud. She pushed deep until they were as deep as she could get them, and then turned up the manta ray. Miss Vicky could feel it buzzing inside Nicky. Nicky's breathing was getting deeper. Her face was a mix of shock and terror. And a hint of pleasure slowly melting everything else away.

“So, I assume this is what Rick felt as he fucked my little whore last night.” Her voice was rich with sarcasm and lust.

Nicky tried to answer, but could only barely gasp out a weak, ‘yes ma'am’. Then closed her eyes and moaned as her muscles tightened around Miss Vicky’s fingers.

“Well then, let’s see if you enjoy me as much as you did your nasty brother-in-law.”

Miss Vicky suddenly yanked her fingers out of Nicky, scooted forward, and thrust her dildo deep into Nicky until it was buried so deep she was pressed up against the manta vibrator. Nicky screamed as Miss Vicky assaulted her ass. Miss Vicky shoved her lubed fingers into Nicky’s open mouth. Nicky tried to scream again, but Miss Vicky’s fingers muffled it. Miss Vicky held Nicky's mouth, her fingers filling it, almost reaching the back of her throat.

She held still, looked directly into Nicky’s tear-filled eyes, “Do you need to say anything. Any word come to mind I need to hea.?”

Nicky could only shake her head violently, NO.

“Okay then, let’s see if I can make you cum as hard as that bastard did.”

Miss Vicky pulled back slowly, then thrust forward, hard and deep. Pounding against the manta and pushing it deeper, too. Nicky tried to scream again, but Miss Vicky still had her fingers filling her mouth. Miss Vicky started rocking and trusting into Nicky, getting faster and driving harder with each trust. Nicky moaned and twisted her body. Tears ran down the sides of her face. Nicky's breathing got faster and deeper. Her nostrils flared with each inhale and exhale. Her moans got harsher and turned into more of a growl—the sounds of a wounded animal.

“You need to say anything yet.” Nicky quickly and forcefully shook her head NO again. “If you do, bite my fingers hard, understand?” Nicky nodded ‘yes’.

Miss Vicky continued to pound into Nicky, with the vibrator now at full power. Miss Vicky could feel the vibrations in her legs every time she pounded against it. Miss Vicky was surprised by how much she was enjoying fucking Nicky. She rarely got excited when she pegged one of her clients, but this was totally different.

Nicky’s muffled screams, mixed with her moans and grunts, only excited Miss Vicky more. Her breathing got faster, matching Nicky’s gulps for air. She watched Nicky’s face intently as she continued pounding her dildo into her sweet little whore. Nicky arched her back as she screamed with all she had. Nicky’s whole body shook violently. She still didn’t bite down. Miss Vicky pulled her hand back to clutch both sides of Nicky’s hips and pounded into her twice more, then held the dildo as deep as she could. Stayed there, feeling the vibrations tingle through her own body.

Nicky’s mouth now free, called out, “Oh, My Mistress, please. Don’t stop. I want more.”

Miss Vicky immediately gave her pet what she wanted. This raised her excitement, too. With every trust, every moan and low growl from her pet, she got closer to her own orgasm. Nicky came again, just as hard, just as loud. Miss Vicky continued.

Nicky managed to open her eyes, look directly into Miss Vicky’s, and, between gulps of air, barely grunt out, “cum with me.”

Nicky’s body convulsed and shook the entire bed. Nicky’s scream echoed through the dungeon. Miss Vicky joined her and let out a loud moan as she came with her pet. As their orgasms coursed through both of their bodies, Miss Vicky held onto Nicky as tightly as she could until it passed. Then she collapsed and fell on top of Nicky’s quivering body. Her own legs shaking. The manta ray was still angrily vibrating away between their bodies. Miss Vicky managed to compose herself enough to release Nicky’s restraints and turn off the vibrator. Then exhausted, she collapsed next to her panting, out-of-breath little pet.

Miss Vicky reached out to pull Nicky close to her. Holding Nicky as tight as she could, Nicky continued to try to catch her breath. With her arm across Nicky’s body, she could feel Nicky’s heart pounding in her chest as if it wanted out. Nicky's face was flushed bright red, and both sides were stained with streaks from the cascade of tears that had flowed down them. Nicky, panting, her body still shaking, her eyes closed tightly, somehow managed a few words. Words that brought tears to Miss Vicky’s eyes, too.

“I love you, Mistress Victoria, thank you.”

Then Nicky passed out. Exhausted and slept in her Mistress’s arms. Miss Vicky stayed with Nicky and held her as she slept. Marveling at her precious Nicky. Her heart was breaking, just a little, knowing she was losing her. That was when she decided she would do everything she could to make sure Nicky would be happy and that Rick would learn everything he needed to care for her properly, the way she deserved.