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“It was good for you both.”
Tessa had to agree.
“Now get dressed, love, we have places to go.”
The two wound about the city streets, stopping for a brief moment at a small deli, where Miles picked up bagels and juice for breakfast. They ate in the car, chatting about normal things, like a normal couple, until he pulled up in front of Maya’s shop.
The moment Tessa saw the salon, she knew what was going to happen. “I’ve earned more?”
“Your willingness last night, the whipping, your yielding—yes, you’ve earned more.”
“It’s going to hurt, isn’t it?” she asked nervously.
“It could. But less so if you’re relaxed, let’s not have a repeat of the past.” His reply sounded more like a threat than assurance. She would have preferred that he phrase the thought in a more soothing vein.
It was clear from the outset, however, that this would not be a repeat of her initial session with Maya. First, Tessa felt very different. Just walking in the door, she noticed how much she’d changed. She was hardly the innocent initiate any more, and that realization comforted her. The very idea of having her nether regions pierced as her nipples had been was an idea that made her cunt respond instantly. Taking something that was once just fantasy into the real world was much less threatening than it had been in the past. Besides her internal changes, there were other differences between this time and the first. While the shop itself was much as it had been before, upon entering, Miles immediately took her to a back room behind the outer salon. The atmosphere in this closed dark place was almost sinister, the way incense burned and candles glowed, and there was a heavy, mysterious feel around her. The mood was more intriguing, but also more frightening.
Even Miles changed. His once friendly demeanor vanished, replaced by a coldness Tessa knew well. He brusquely placed her in Maya’s hands as if she was so much merchandize to be dispensed with.
“Pierce her cunt, above her clitoris,” he said, “and place rings through her inner labia. I want them to hang down noticeably.”
“A little showpiece,” Maya suggested, quite delighted with the prospect of Miles’ proposal.
“Will Vincent be here to do her?” Miles asked.
“Soon. I expect him back shortly. You don’t plan to watch?”
“No, I have an appointment. When you’re finished, let her rest. I’ll pick her up when I’m ready. And Maya,” he added sarcastically, “don’t make it too painful, remember how delicate she is.”
Tessa wondered if his quick mood change was a show for Maya, or for her. Or whether it might be his former exasperation with her in the salon suddenly surfacing again. Either way, he left without saying anything to her, making her feel like a piece of clothing, left for alterations.
“Vincent will like the color of her pussy,” Maya reminded Miles, as he was almost out the door.
Miles remained expressionless. “Then let him have it,” he said. Without another word, he was gone.
Turning back to the frightened submissive, Maya grinned triumphantly. “Well, my little trinket, we’ll be adorning your cunt this time.” She tugged the short skirt Tessa was wearing until it was bunched around her waist. “A little glitter will do this pale skin good.” She inspected her more carefully. “Oh, my! Look at those stripes! Only a good whip would do them so deeply.” She ran a long black finger against the sensitive skin. “And I like this, no hair. All the better to show off your new jewelry.”
Tessa remained silent as the black woman pawed her freely, and then pulled down the shirt Tessa was wearing to see the studs at her nipples.
“Ah! Yes,” she exclaimed delighted. “I’ll give you another pair. Nice rings, just above these,” she said, tugging at one of the studs.
“He didn’t say that,” Tessa objected.
“But he won’t object, will he?”
The woman was in control and it was pointless to argue with her. Maya seemed as sure of her plans as Miles was of his.
“Who’s Vincent?” Tessa asked.
“My husband. He does pussy, it’s his specialty.” Tessa wasn’t sure she was referring to fucking her or piercing; probably both she decided, witnessing the expression on Maya’s face. “You’ll have to wait until he comes.”
“When will that be?”
“Hour or two, you’ll wait here, I have things to do.” Maya shoved her into the small cubicle and proceeded to affix cuffs to her wrists, attaching them to a hook above her head. She’d spent too many hours in the last forty eight stretched out this way, and her arms instantly ached. And then, as if that were not enough, Maya pulled her legs apart and bound them, too. Her cunt was forced by the awkward position, into the rough fabric of the upholstery where it scratched her already tender flesh.
“Please, anything, just not above my head,” Tessa pleaded.
Maya flashed her a reprimanding glance, then ignored her plea. Once done, she left Tessa by herself, closing the door after her.
