Camilla headed for a set of drawers by the bed, stripping off her bra and panties as she walked. She opened up a drawer and produced a clear glass dildo. With great care, she threaded it through the gold ring, stepped into the straps, and fastened the whole contraption around her hips, before returning to Lindsey’s side.
Lindsey was surprised by how well Camilla wore the strap-on. It seemed natural, like an extension of her body. With every movement she made, it bobbed and swayed with her.
“Are you ready for me?” Camilla asked.
“I’m so ready, Mistress.” The other times they’d had sex had been tender and gentle. But after spending a week apart, Lindsey wanted nothing more than for her Mistress to take her and claim her as her own.
Camilla rounded the table behind Lindsey, grabbed the waistband of her panties, and pulled them down to the floor. Lindsey pushed them aside with a foot and spread her feet apart. Camilla slid a hand down Lindsey’s slit, stroking her silken folds.
“You really are ready,” Camilla said. “Have you been dripping wet this whole time, waiting for me?”
Lindsey’s answer was a moan.
Camilla wrapped her fingers around Lindsey’s hair, pulling her head up. She leaned down to speak into Lindsey’s ear. “That’s no way to speak to your Mistress.”
“Yes, Mistress,” Lindsey said. “I’ve been waiting for you.”
“I’m glad. Because I’ve been waiting to do this to you too.”
Lindsey spread her legs out wider. She ached for Camilla. Again, she felt Camilla probe between her lips. But this time, it was the solid glass head of the strap-on. Lindsey’s breath quickened.
Finally, Camilla grabbed onto Lindsey’s waist with one hand and entered her. Lindsey’s mouth fell open in a silent cry. She clutched the sides of the table, holding on as Camilla thrust in and out, sending surges of pleasure through her.
“Mistress…” Harder, Lindsey wanted to say. Faster. Instead, she closed her eyes and surrendered to her Mistress’s control. Camilla plunged deeper, each stroke nudging that sensitive spot inside. And when Camilla’s fingers laced around Lindsey’s hair again, she lost the ability to form words altogether.
Moments later, an orgasm hit her hard and fast. Lindsey jerked against her restraints, her body racked with tremors, as Camilla buried herself inside her. Then she slumped down on the table, overcome.
Camilla rounded the table and kissed Lindsey softly. After removing the strap-on, she untied the ropes binding Lindsey to the table but left the cuffs fastened around her wrists. Together, they made their way over to the bed and collapsed onto it.
“Mistress?” Lindsey said breathlessly.
“Yes?”
“I really liked that dress.”
Camilla laughed. “I’ll buy you another. I’ll buy you ten dresses. I’ll buy you anything you want.” She cupped Lindsey’s cheeks and kissed her.
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As Lindsey lost herself in Camilla’s lips, she realized that it wasn’t pretty dresses, or fancy dinners, or expensive gifts that she wanted. What she wanted was Camilla, in every way she could possibly want another person.
She and her Mistress had built this irresistible lie together. And Lindsey was starting to find it hard to separate the lie from the truth.
Chapter Fifteen
Lindsey dove into the pool and swam to the other end in one breath. She surfaced, pushed her wet hair out of her eyes and looked over at the deck. Camilla was lounging on a chair in sunglasses and a wide-brimmed hat. She had a stylish one piece on under her wrap, but it was clear that she had no intention of getting into the pool. Even though it was just after lunch, and Camilla wasn’t supposed to be working, she’d spent the last fifteen minutes sending emails on her phone.
Lindsey swam over to the edge of the pool. “Mistress?”
“Yes, Lindsey?” Camilla murmured.
“Want to join me in here?”
Camilla peered over her sunglasses, her eyes rolling down Lindsey’s bikini-clad body. The bikini Camilla had bought her, of course. “Why should I get in there, when I have this lovely view from here?”
“Because this pool would be a lot more fun with you in it.”
“Believe me, I’m tempted. But we both know what’s going to happen if I get in there with you. And I have far too much to do right now to be distracted.”