Eve drew her hand down the side of Faith’s throat, her fingers brushing the collar. “It’s a pity I didn’t bring any of my toys,” she said. “I’ll have to improvise.”
Eve waved over a wandering waitress and said something to her that Faith couldn’t hear. The waitress disappeared. Faith didn’t dare ask Eve what she was going to do with her. All she could do was squirm hopelessly in her chains.
Less than a minute later, the waitress returned. She placed a tray down on the table next to them. It held a single glass, filled to the brim with ice. Eve slipped the waitress a generous tip. Faith didn’t know what Eve was playing at, but the waitress seemed unfazed by the unusual request.
Eve reached into the glass and pulled out two ice cubes. “Let’s get started, pet.”
Her eyes never leaving Faith’s, Eve slipped one of the ice cubes between her lips. She leaned in and pressed her mouth to Faith’s, the icy kiss sending a shock through Faith’s body. It was so intense, so invigorating, that she almost forgot she was bound.
Something cool and hard slid down the side of Faith’s neck. She gasped. It was the other ice cube. Her lips still on Faith’s, Eve dragged the ice down the center of Faith’s chest and between her breasts, leaving a trail of icy water behind. Faith drew in a sharp breath. The sting of the ice felt good against her warm skin. She’d been overheated all night, a combination of the stuffiness of the club and the desire that Eve ignited in her.
Eve glided the ice cube all over Faith’s chest, letting it linger on the parts of her breasts uncovered by her blouse. The cube of ice melted down to nothing, leaving rivulets running over Faith’s numb skin. Eve took another ice cube from the glass and drew it over the curve of Faith’s breasts, right next to the neckline of her blouse. Faith sucked air through her teeth. She was dangerously close to Faith’s nipples. Was Eve going to expose her there and then?
Eve read her mind. “I’m a sel
fish Mistress,” she said. “What’s underneath those clothes is for my eyes only. And my hands.”
She slipped the ice cube into the front of Faith’s blouse and dragged it over her nipple. Faith hissed. The burning sensation was so intense that her knees threatened to give out from under her. The word ‘yellow’ formed in her mind. But as the shock passed, her whole body flooded with the most intoxicating sensation. And when the ice was replaced by Eve’s soft, warm fingers, Faith almost collapsed.
“You see how good that feels?” Eve said. “The way pain and pleasure blend together?”
“Yes, Mistress.” The words tumbled from her lips unbidden. She was losing control of her own mind as well as her body.
A smile played on Eve’s lips. Inside Faith’s blouse, Eve wore the ice cube down to nothing, then took another and teased Faith’s other nipple with it. Faith shivered feverishly, overcome by all the conflicting sensations. All the while, the eyes of those nearby looked on, watching as Eve toyed with her bound, powerless submissive. And all the while, the fire in Faith’s core grew hotter and fiercer.
Eve reached around and unzipped the back of Faith’s skirt, just enough to slide her hand inside Faith’s waistband. Eve slid the ice cube down into Faith’s panties, letting it graze over her outer lips.
Faith jerked against the wall. The kiss of the ice, the frigid water dribbling into her slit, only inflamed her even more. She whimpered.
“I’ve heard that sound before.” Eve pulled the ice cube up out of Faith’s panties and tossed it aside. “You want me to fuck you, don’t you?”
Faith’s face grew hot. She hadn’t intended this when she asked Eve to show her what it felt like to be the woman on stage. But everything about this was turning her on.
She nodded furiously.
“I don’t know about that.” Eve drew her hand further down, cupping Faith’s mound. Her fingers still felt cool from the ice. “You belong to me alone. Your pleasure belongs to me alone. Why should I share that with anyone else? Why should I let anyone see that?”
Faith let out a soft whine, the need within her becoming unbearable. She pushed her hips toward Eve in vain. She could barely move in her bonds.
“On the other hand, I like showing everyone just how obedient a pet you are,” Eve said. “Do you think they’d enjoy watching me make you come?”
“Yes,” Faith said. “Please. ”
“Please, what? Tell me what you want me to do to you.”
Faith looked around. There were a few more eyes on the two of them now. Although Faith was fully clothed, with Eve’s hand down her skirt it was clear what was happening. But Faith wanted them to see. She wanted everyone to see how much Faith was Eve’s, how masterfully Eve was able to command her body. She wanted everyone to know that Faith belonged to Eve completely.
She closed her eyes. “Please fuck me, Mistress.”
At once, Eve slid her fingers into Faith’s slit. There was no more teasing, no hesitation. Eve simply entered her with one shove. Faith shuddered, her eyes rolling into the back of her head. Something about being bound and teased for so long had set every nerve in Faith’s body on edge.
Eve’s ice-cooled fingers warmed inside her as they grew more frantic. Her lips crashed against Faith’s again, her body pinning Faith against the wall. Faith writhed and tugged at her restraints. Eve’s skin against hers, and her fingers inside, her warmth, her ravenous lips, her cool tongue, her taste—it was all too much.
Faith convulsed against Eve’s body, straining against her chains as pleasure emanated out from her center, tearing through her like wildfire.
She gasped for air as she came back down from the pleasurable heights she’d reached, her body sagging in her bonds. Eve was right there with her, kissing her and holding her close.
“You’re all right, pet.” Eve stroked the back of her fingers down Faith’s face. “I’m here. I’m going to release you now, okay?”