Eternal Acquiescence

Jade let go quickly and looked up with worried eyes. Her lips parted as the beginnings of an apology rushed out and Liz placed her index finger over them to silence her. Jade looked up in confusion. Liz's eyes bored into hers and a healthy blush filled her cheeks when the brunette slid the tip of her finger over Jade's chin, down her neck, and onto her chest.

"I wonder how well you followed instructions," Liz said softly, dragging her finger in a lazy circle around the blonde's nipple.

Jade's breath caught in her throat when the taller woman's fingers moved past her hemline, touched her thigh and began sliding up it. Inch by inch, Liz's fingers slid higher and Jade found herself unable to break the intense stare.

A strong jolt rocked the little blonde's frame the instant warm fingers touched her freshly shaven pussy. Wrapping her arms around Liz, she leaned into her tormentor as her body reacted to the feather-soft touch. She rested her forehead against Liz's chest and tried to maintain her composure as the brunette continued the exploration, feeling everything as though she were painting a mental picture of the view beneath her fingers. Jade's heart hammered in her chest when strong fingers plowed into her hair and curled into a fist.

Liz's heart beat solidly beneath the blonde's forehead, and Jade's mind scrambled to organize the plethora of sensory information she was receiving. Soft fingers against her pussy, a firm hold on her hair and the rhythmic thud of her mistress' heart beneath her ear proved a bit much for her. She subconsciously rolled her hips against the hand at her pussy, causing it to stop immediately. Jade froze and felt the fingers in her hair twist tighter, pulling her head back and forcing her to return Liz's hard gaze.

"You just can't help yourself, can you?"

Jade opened her mouth to speak, but the only sound to come out was a low moan as Liz teased at her entrance.

"What's the matter, blondie, cat got your tongue?"

Jade bit her lower lip, powerless beneath the touch of her mistress. The fingers in her hair tightened enough to get her attention, and she attempted to provide an answer to the brunette's question. She had no more than opened her mouth to speak when Liz forced a finger into her pussy, wrenching a needful moan from her throat.

"No, you can't help yourself. You can dab a little perfume on your wrists, put on a pretty dress and steal my breath away, but deep down, the slut inside you wins out every time."

A tiny thought of protest welled up in Jade, but before she could give it a voice her mistress drove the truth home, thrusting deep within the little blonde. Jade's fingers dug into Liz's back, her legs buckling just slightly as determined fingers massaged away every shred of decency and composure she'd had earlier. The truth of Liz's declaration became increasingly apparent as the smaller woman's moans rose in volume and frequency until her hips were jogging in time to the rhythmic finger fucking.

"Please," Jade breathed, her fingernails digging into the taller woman's back.

"Please what, girl?"

"Please, Mistress, please let your girl cum."

"Oh, little one, I merely intended to help you finish getting ready," Liz said and abruptly pulled her fingers from Jade's pussy.

Jade breathed deeply, trying to make heads or tails of the maddening tingle between her legs and wondering when it would finally be appeased.

"Now you're ready," Liz stated and took the blonde's elbow, guiding her from the house and out to her truck.

Without a word, the brunette maneuvered the truck out of the drive and onto the highway. Jade stared straight ahead, not daring to move lest she be reminded of her arousal any more than she already was. Her mind swam with thoughts of where the taller woman was taking her, but after ten minutes of silence, all she could discern was that they were headed southeast.

She had just begun to unwind from the scene in the bedroom when a sudden electric current leapt into her thigh. Jade physically jumped, her eyes snapping down to her leg where a tan hand had taken hold of the hem of her dress and was pulling it up high on her leg. Instinctively, she reached down to stop the fabric, but halted her efforts when the brunette barked, "No."

She hadn't paid any attention to her surroundings before that moment, but when a cool current of air kissed her naked pussy she became painfully aware of the traffic surrounding them. Her mind raced as they drove alongside a large semi, slowly approaching the tall cabin of the truck.

"Show me," Liz commanded, releasing the dress and dividing her attention between the road and the anxious blonde.

Jade looked down to see the last couple of inches of her dress still covering her mound and tentatively reached for the soft blue fabric. Gingerly curling her fingers around it, she stilled, hesitating, stalling, and delaying the inevitable.

"Now!" Her mistress barked, startling her, though she should have seen it coming.

She did as she was told and closed her eyes when she noticed how close she was to the neighboring vehicle. The silence in the cab of their truck was slowly unnerving her, but the feel of Liz's warm fingers wrapping around her hand calmed her instantly. Jade sighed when Liz guided her hand to her pussy, insisting she touch herself.

Jade knew she'd been very excited before leaving the house, but was taken aback by how wet and sensitive she still was. Several miles passed with her mistress guiding her fingers over her slick folds, and Jade realized they were still traveling in the same spot beside the large truck. The second she opened her eyes, Liz released her hand and sped up. Jade's body tensed as her side window drew ever closer to the truck driver's window. Her hand slowly came to a stop and she was dying to pull her dress down, but it was not to be.

"Continue," Liz ordered, watching the blonde like a hawk as she pulled even with the big truck beside them.

Jade turned her head towards her mistress, begging with her eyes to be relieved of the pseudo-exhibitionism. Liz gazed at her for what seemed like a dangerously long time, ignoring the road, understanding the message in Jade's eyes and lifting her fingers to the smaller woman's chin. Her face softened and a tiny smile curled one side of her mouth as she nodded and softly responded, "It pleases me."

Jade's face brightened at the remark, and with her eyes locked on her mistress she began teasing her pussy again.

"Put your feet up on the dash, slut," Liz ordered, her voice soft and low.

Something flashed in Liz's bright green eyes, and Jade recognized the change in her voice as evidence of her mounting lust. Driven to please, Jade dismissed her surroundings and focused all of her attention on carrying out the directives of her mistress. Placing her feet shoulder width apart on the dashboard, she slid a slick finger into her pussy and watched Liz's face for a reaction. Liz's attention shifted from the road to her girl and back as they traveled, until a soft moan floated into the air. Liz turned toward the blonde and held her gaze firm. The hunger and power Jade saw there was an intense aphrodisiac for her, and she shuddered beneath the stare as her thumb brushed over her clit.

"That's it, girl, let me hear what you're feeling. Don't hold back. Show me what your body's been begging for all day."

Every hungry word Liz uttered sent a powerful jolt through the little blonde's body, carrying her to the next level of pleasure. Nothing put her at ease and turned her on more completely than the sound of her mistress' voice, and she was soon lost to all space and time as her fingers danced over her clit.

Liz watched as Jade's head fell back against the headrest. She looked over to the trucker beside them and let out a wicked laugh at the befuddled look of lust and envy on his face. She reached over and slid her fingers beneath Jade's and plunged two fingers into the blonde's wet warmth, causing Jade to arch her back, cry out and clutch at her arm. Every time Liz accelerated, so too did the large truck beside them.

Completely oblivious to the cat and mouse game going on, Jade rode Liz's hand with unrestrained zeal, coming ever closer to the bliss her body craved. The large cab of their truck, filled with her panting and moaning, became so charged with sexual energy that it made the hair on the back of Liz's neck stand on end. Her own breathing grew quicker as Jade's came in bursts and gasps, until once again the blonde was begging to cum.

Never before had she ached for release the way she was now. The tension in her lower back was almost unbearable and she knew she'd never needed anything as badly as she needed to cum right now. A string of whimpers began, growing needier with every thrust of her hips against Liz's hand. To anyone else, the noise would have been cause for alarm as the sound emulated someone experiencing great suffering, but Liz knew her girl well, knew she'd taken her to that place where one would sacrifice all for the mind-bending climax lurking just beneath the surface.

Jade's eyes flew open as maniacal laughter erupted from her mistress. She watched in confused fascination as Liz withdrew her fingers, sucking them into her mouth and licking them clean while the open-mouthed trucker watched. Disappointment flooded the little blonde, but she had precious little time to dwell on her circumstances before Liz down-shifted and slammed on the accelerator. Their truck raced forward, speeding past the eighteen-wheeler as the driver accidentally veered onto the shoulder and hit the rumble strip before abruptly swerving back into his lane and reducing speed.

Jade tensed as they crossed three lanes of traffic to make the fast approaching exit and raced down the large hill, carrying them away from the highway. She had no idea where they were going, but one look at Liz's face told her they were almost there and that there would be no more games from here on out. Her knuckles went white around the door handle when they jerked off the pavement onto an old dirt road that led into a heavily wooded area.

Her first inclination was to be nervous, but wonder and excitement took over and her heart pounded with anxious want. Thousands of questions rose to mind, but she didn't dare voice any of them as they darted through the forest, narrowly missing trees and large potholes as they went. The only thing Jade was aware of, other than the large trees racing past her window and the jarring noise of the truck on the trail, was Liz's determination.

She found it easier to look at Liz than watch the road, and she marveled at the intensity of focus she saw in the brunette's profile. Jaw set, eyes riveted to the road and the insistent tick in the woman's cheek spoke volumes of her preoccupation with the task of driving. A feeling of loneliness swept over Jade and she fidgeted in her seat for several minutes before finally deciding to break the silence.

She never got the chance to utter a word, though. The truck slid to a sudden stop at the edge of the woods, causing her to lean heavily into her seatbelt as it held firm across her chest and waist. Jade's head snapped forward, for fear that they were about to hit something, but to her great surprise she found herself staring out at the ocean from the edge of a cliff. The late afternoon sun was perched just above the water on the horizon, the soft orange hue of the water broken only by the dazzling sparkles of the sun off the crest of wind driven waves.

"Get out," Liz said gruffly, engaging the emergency brake.

Jade found it difficult to comply right away as she struggled to process everything and catch up with the moment at hand. The slamming of the driver's side door pulled her from the haze of thoughts clouding her mind, and she reached for the handle on her own door. She had no more than set one foot on the ground before strong fingers dug into her arm, forcibly pulling her from the cab of the truck and tugging her along the edge of the cliff.

She stumbled at first but quickly gained her balance and did her best to keep up with the brunette's long, purposeful strides. A sudden gust of wind blew up the face of the cliff, raising her dress and exposing her from the waist down. The cool mist from the waves below kissed her pussy and caused her to inhale sharply at the surprise sensation. She was very aware of her arousal as her slick lips glided against one another with every step. It wasn't until they were about fifteen yards from the building that she noticed the lighthouse.

Stunned by the realization that she'd been completely oblivious to the massive structure until then, Jade found herself wondering what her mistress had in mind as they approached the black and white spiraled tower. She'd seen the old building hundreds of times before but always from the water. She now knew their approximate location and wondered how Liz had found it and why she'd brought her here.

Out of the corner of her eye, Jade noticed a sign that read NO TRESPASSING. The warning gave her a moment of pause, but the insistent pull on her arm gave her little chance to process the legalities of their being there. She tripped again as Liz ascended the stairs of the old lighthouse and physically shook her head in an attempt to gather her focus. Everything was happening so fast. She could barely hear anything for the battle being waged by the good and evil sides of her psyche. The angel on one shoulder warned against proceeding, while the devil on her other shoulder violently prodded with his trident.

Once again mastering her balance, Jade mounted the stairs and took her place behind Liz who was standing just to the side of the door, looking up at the round body of the tower. Not daring to look around again and risk the chance of displeasing her mistress, Jade remained where she was and waited. Not an easy task as her pussy throbbed, her heart pounded and her palms began to sweat.

"Open the door."

Jade looked up in astonishment, first to the door and then to her mistress who was eyeing her expectantly. Looking back to the door, Jade felt the strain of responsibility fall squarely on her shoulders. Obeying her mistress had never been a question until this moment, but running about town sans panties was one thing. Trespassing on private property was entirely another. Jade took a deep breath and looked back up to the brunette, her face drawn, an obvious look of regret in her eyes.

"I can't. We're not supposed to be here," the blonde explained feebly, hating the disappointment she saw in Liz's eyes.

"Open the door, Jade."

Looking back at the door for a fleeting second, Jade then cast her eyes down and stood silently, as she gave in to the doubt and fear within her. The sound of Liz's leather jacket creaking with movement was the only warning she got before the jarring sound of breaking glass filled her ears. Jade gasped and jumped at the abrupt noise, her eyes darting to the door where Liz's elbow had penetrated the glass pane just above the doorknob.

The brunette reached inside, unlocked the door from the inside and opened it quickly, pushing it open wide and pulling the startled blonde inside. Jade stumbled into the dark room and willed her eyes to adjust to the low light as the door slammed behind her. She still couldn't see very well, but the dank, musty smell told her the building hadn't been occupied in quite some time.

Puzzled and anxious, she began to turn around, but instead found herself moving forward at the urgent insistence of Liz's hand between her shoulder blades. Her hands shot out in front of her in fear of running into something, and Liz scoffed at the fearful gesture.

"Having trust issues today, are we, girl?"

"It's very dark, Mistress," Jade replied softly, though she had been asking herself the same question since her hesitation in the truck. It wasn't like her to second guess her mistress' instructions and she could only wonder at why she was having such a hard time giving over today. Sure, she'd been stressed at work, the kids' schedules had grown hectic and it had been months since she and Liz's last scene, but it still didn't make sense. This was what she craved. The opportunity to submit completely was at hand, and still she hesitated.

"Excuses," the brunette spat.

Jade reluctantly lowered her arms and began moving forward at the guidance of the hand at her back. Dust swirled about them, tickling her nose and burning her eyes as they proceeded along the rounded wall.

"Step up," Liz said, continuing to push her as they reached a darkened stairwell.

Jade did as she was told and began climbing the stairs, dragging her hand along the wall for guidance. Her very presence in the building was cause for anxiety, but on top of that was the knowledge that she'd disappointed her mistress. The remainder of her anxious feelings were directly linked to her anticipation of why they'd come here and what awaited her at the top of the stairs. The climb seemed interminable, but in a matter of three or four minutes, a dim glow filled the stairwell.

Every step earned her more light, less dust, the sound of waves crashing against the cliff and the heady scent of the ocean. Jade treaded lightly, as she silently measured the placement of each step while Liz's boots stepped heavily on the creaky wooden stairs.

Confidence. Everything she does exudes confidence, Jade thought to herself as the noise echoed against the walls of the tower. Jade wondered how Liz did it, but quickly resigned the question and simply marveled at the realization that the brunette's unshakable confidence was a large part of what intrigued and aroused her.

The rhythmic thud of heavy motorcycle boots, the strong hand at her back and the conviction she'd seen in Liz's eyes downstairs were all part of the overall strength that turned her on. Simply standing close to Liz was often enough to ignite her desires, and today was no exception. She thought of the clock on the mantle, ticking away the seconds as the brunette pushed her arousal to the edge. She remembered the scene in the bedroom and the episode in the truck and felt her hands begin to shake as she reached the landing at the top of the stairs.

Jade's mouth fell open the moment she arrived on the landing and was able to see through the massive wall of glass around her. Westward, as far as the eye could see, were green treetops blanketing the earth, and she had the sudden childish urge to bound across it as if it were lush clover. She now regretted her earlier protest to enter the lighthouse and knew she'd always remember the way the sun cast a golden glow over the trees, giving the landscape a dreamlike quality where all hard edges were smudged and softened.

The sudden whisper of warm air against her neck startled her. She hadn't heard Liz step up behind her and had no idea she was so close. Breath after steady breath coasted over her neck and shoulder as she stood motionless at the railing. She longed to lean into her mistress, to feel the texture of leather against her skin and melt into the protection of strong arms around her, but something told her to remain as she was.

Liz's specialty was the tease. She manipulated anticipation better than anyone Jade had ever known. No matter how well Jade's logical mind knew that, she was never able to conquer her desperate need to know, feel, experience things NOW! Patience was not one of her strong suits.

Her entire body tensed momentarily when she felt the neckline of her dress tighten, followed by the sound of tiny zipper teeth parting at her back. It didn't seem possible that such a subtle sound could fill the huge glass enclosure, but even the noise of the ocean below disappeared from Jade's ears as Liz tugged the zipper down to the small of her back. Several spots of her skin grew warm as soft fingertips settled against the base of her neck, sliding outward slowly and pushing the shoulder straps of her dress aside.