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"No, no," she pleaded, "don't take me high if I can't go all the way." But the angels kept rubbing and massaging her back and asscheeks and the swamp meter slowly began to rise.
When the meter reached 75% Devil HardCore said in a deep voice, "Time to get to work." He touched his pitchfork to Devil FlushGuy's and drew a large spark which continued to jump between the two forks as they approached Nicole from the front. It was almost a lightning bolt as they walked past her, one on either side, causing the lightning to splatter against her skin just above her hips.
She screamed in pain and the meter dropped back to 20%.
The angels were now back to working on her breasts and front. The wands would slowly move around her breasts, feeling like the most wonderful hands and fingers playing with her breasts and nipples. Then they would both move downward until those magic fingers were playing between her legs.
The meter rose to 80% and Nicole was groaning deeply when Devil HardCore and Devil FlushGuy again struck an arc between their pitchforks and walked forward to trail lightning across her body.
The two devils and two angels then walked over to stand next to the ring of fire. The names disappeared from their fronts and they stood like statues while Nicole grunted and groaned and ground herself against the saddle. The magic hands were gone, but the need to orgasm which they had stirred up inside her was still there. It was a gnawing, burning need that nothing but an intense orgasm could quench. Somehow, the size of the flames and the heat from the ring of fire had risen to match her burning need.
The angels stepped forward from the roaring flames. Now they were Angel GoodStuff2019 and Angel Alicia2002. The devils were Devil FruitCake321 and Devil AntiAngel999.
The angels tried their best to take Nicole to orgasm. They used their magic wands expertly to quickly raise the meter to 99%, but the devils used their pitchforks with equal expertise and repeatedly brought the meter back down to zero.
After what seemed like hours, the angels and devils returned to stand next to an even larger ring of fire leaving Nicole grunting and crying as the need to orgasm became greater and greater within her.
"You're all devils," she screamed. "You are working together to torture me. Let me cum or let me alone!"
In response, new names appeared on the four tormentors and the whole process began once again.
Everything was the same. The angels would take her almost to the point of orgasm and the devils would drive her back down. After a period of time, they would stop and become statues next to the ever growing ring of fire and Nicole would be left uselessly grinding herself against her saddle as her need became almost all consuming within her.
The cycle repeated itself again and again and again. Nicole's groans now sounded like a combination of groaning and crying as she tried again and again and again to reach orgasm.
Finally the two devils stepped back and merged into one person. Annabelle-- or at least a fairly accurate representation of Annabelle-- was standing in front of Nicole. "You aren't live on line," she said softly. "I have been controlling the devils... and the angels." Her voice hardened slightly as she continued, "But if you truly need punishing, you will replace the AI avatar that W created for this on-line game."
The Annabelle avatar stood silently while Nicole struggled to understand what she had just been told. Then the avatar stepped forward and looked into Nicole's eyes. "Do you now understand how I will punish you, my little needy naked cowgirl?" she said firmly.
"I'll be good," Nicole said plaintively. "At least I will try to be good. Don't punish me anymore. Let me cum. Let me cum. Please let me cum."
Nicole's voice dissolved to crying, but among the sobs she continued to beg, "Please let me cum. Please let me cum. Please let me cum."
Avatar Annabelle stepped aside and the angels stepped forward and pressed their magic wands against Nicole from the front and from the back. This time, it didn't feel like fingers. It felt like dildos... or even warm, human pricks... pressing against her cunt and her asshole.
She let out a loud, deep, "Aaaaaahhhh" as both pricks entered her at the same time and began thrusting. The swamp meter climbed steadily to 99% as the golden wands continued to do their magic. Nicole tilted back her head and screamed out in passion. She closed her eyes and shuddered as the long needed relief of an orgasm swept through her again and again and again.
When she finally reopened her eyes, the angels were gone. So was the ring of fire. She could feel fingers on her face as the virtual reality faceplate was opened and removed. Annabelle-- the real Annabelle-- stood in front of her naked.
"Let's go down to the swimming hole and cool off, cowgirl," Annabelle said with a smile. "Then we can talk about tomorrow... if you still want to become my naked little cowgirl slave."
Strong hands lifted Nicole up off of the dildos while Annabelle removed the boots and guided her legs around the ropes supporting the saddle. Frank helped her down the ladder and held her up while Annabelle quickly removed the gloves, chaps and blouse.
"Drink this," Annabelle said as she handed Nicole a bottle of blue liquid. "Then we will swim in the pond behind the barn."
"And after that?" Nicole asked.
"I think tonight is a night for cuddling and talking," Annabelle said. "I'm having a bunch of friends over to the farm tomorrow for some games and a potluck picnic. Depending on your decision, there will also be a collaring ceremony." She stroked Nicole's head and said, "It's your decision my naked little cowgirl."
"How can I say no, my Mistress," Nicole answered as they walked down toward the pond.
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- COMMENTS
Anonymous9 months agoThere are many different types of D/s relationships which is why there are long discussions about what each person is looking for in the relationship along with the soft and hard limits, safewords, and things that are absolutely off limits. The story was incredible and a wonderful and fun read but the problem I have is that Nicole is really an orgasm addict which in reality means that her decision making is not safe. She is the type of person that could be edged for hours and she would pretty much do anything to get over the top. You could have her sign her house over and get power of attorney so anything she owns is now yours. There are many people who would give away some things for the pain or torture to stop but that is serious torture where this is just sexual play. During the discussions of what each wants out of the relationship they discuss everything including medical conditions and especially allergies from food and medications to hay fever requiring an allergy medication or even bee stings needing epinephrine so you don’t die. Having Annabelle drug her during pony play without even warning her is stupid and unforgivable because you put your trust, safety and life in the hands of your Master/Mistress and that was a breach of everything a D/s relationship is about. I still give it five stars for entertainment value alone and because it is a story and not a how to manual on D/s relationships.
Anonymousalmost 3 years agoHonestly torn about this one, whilst I’m hugely relieved that it didn’t go beyond SSC and it was very erotic, I was deeply disappointed by the use of the “Safeword Blackmail” (that’s the label I put on it in my head) I know that some Doms take it as a personal failure if their sub uses their safeword because it means they weren’t able to read the subs body language and were wrong about the subs limits. That’s the kind of knowledge comes from a long term commitment.
Obviously this is a fantasy story but in reality how many subs would force themselves go beyond their limits because of the blackmail safeword? Knowing that if they do use their safeword that they lose their dominant and their access to the experiences they crave? It turns the safeword into an oxymoron because it’s purpose has been nullified and it’s a breach of trust.
I love your stories I’m just disappointed that this aspect was included in this scene. Many thanks for sharing your imagination.
Tess (uk)
