Chapter 25 - Is a friend indeed
Julie climbed up onto the bed after Susan, slowly approaching her speechless
friend and pet. She was sitting with her back against the wall, legs were spread
wide and staring at the belt seated firmly between them with a shocked
expression on her face.
"Does it hurt?" Julie asked concernedly, resting on all fours. Breathing
rapidly, Susan took a long moment before she shook her head.
"It's... it's in the piercings!" she said breathlessly, arching her back and
reaching underneath herself. She probed at the belt with her fingers, straining
against the cuffs to try and touch herself. She whimpered loudly as the belt
defeated her.
"Even if I could get my fingers underneath... I can't touch myself... and my
clit... when you locked it, it grabbed at my clit... and now it's trapped...
it's tight around my clit... like a collar!"
Fascinated, Julie leant forward to peer at the front of the belt. Inserting the
key, she turned it backwards, until Susan's clit was free once again. Her friend
moaned in relief, but Julie only turned it back again, watching carefully.
As the key moved, the mechanisms around her clit began to work, curved pieces of
metal rotating out and pulling her pierced hood back. As they exposed her fully
erect clit, two semi-circular pieces began sliding up from below, closing around
the base of her sensitive organ to form a smooth collar.
The final turning of the key sent a bar pushing through the piercing in Susan's
hood, which served to pull it back further.
"You sure it doesn't hurt?" Julie asked, watching as Susan's clit pulsed with
arousal.
"It's uncomfortable..." she admitted. "It pulls the hood back... and holds my
clit..." She took hold of the belt from behind and wriggled it around, trying to
rub herself with it. There was a series of soft clicks, and Susan felt the belt
tighten around her, making it harder to move.
"Oh no," she cried, and looked pleadingly at Julie. "Please, let me cum! I'm so
horny, and seeing my clit like that... please!"
Julie shook her head, so Susan shuffled forwards, planning to beg. Instead her
mouth opened in horror and she fell forwards onto her shoulders, red hair
covering her face.
"It vibrates," she squeaked, her voice muffled by the blankets. She gave her
raised hips an experimental shake and let out another involuntary squeal as the
dildo shook within her.
"Don't worry about being able to cum," Julie told her in a pleased tone. "I bet
you'll cum lots, but your poor clit will get no attention at all."
She leaned down close to Susan, who was making choking sounds.
"You'll get very good at oral sex, hoping that Trig will unlock and play with
you; maybe in your pussy, or in your ass!"
"Julie..." Susan squeaked excitedly, sitting up and revelling in the way the
dildo vibrated.
She still couldn't believe that this was really happening; that her friend of
only three days was next to her wearing a tight fitting rubber suit, holding the
key to the chastity belt locked around her waist and telling her how she was
going to suck cock so she could be allowed to cum. Last week she would have
thought anyone who had told her that was crazy, and yet here she was.
"Do you want me to take the belt off now?" Julie asked suddenly. "If you want
to, I will, and you'll never see it again."
Susan shook her head quickly, hair waving from side to side. Her cheeks flushed
with shame, as she realised she really did want to stay locked in the belt.
Julie smiled at her response, and turned around to retrieve the transparent
collar from underneath the box. Susan swallowed hard seeing it, having only been
freed from her previous collar last night.
As Julie brought it closer, she obediently raised her head, exposing her neck.
She shivered as it closed around her, the lock clicking audibly. The feel of
Julies' soft hands on her neck as she adjusted the collar made her smile with
happiness.
"Thank you," Susan said softly.
Julie watched in mild curiosity as she shuffled forwards, but her intention
quickly became clear as she leant down to try and nuzzle at Julies' crotch.
Frustrated by having her hands cuffed behind her back, she looked up pleadingly,
her blue eyes full of nervous lust. Julie smiled, and reached behind to remove
the restraints.
Once Susan's arms were free she began eagerly unsealing the panties. She brought
her face in close and breathed deeply through her nose, drawing in the scent of
her Mistress mixed with rubber. Fingers on the waistband, she began pulling the
panties down.
She glanced up at Julie in surprise as she uncovered the plugs attached to their
inside. Her small fingers slid easily between the panties and Julie, and a
moment later she had the butt-plug detached. She pulled the panties down,
drawing the still connected dildo from Julies' sex, and placed the slippery
garment aside lovingly.
She pouted as Julie cuffed her hands again, forcing her to use nothing but her
mouth. Spreading her legs wider, Julie watched as Susan tentatively leant
forward and began licking, her tongue slowly rubbing up and down.
Susan glanced up once as Julie placed one hand on the back of her head, but
closed her eyes quickly, concentrating on the task before her.
Julie gave me these wonderful things, Susan was thinking. I should thank her
like a good slave.
She heard Julie moan and duly increased her pace, sucking on her Mistresses clit
and working her tongue over the tip.
Susan shrugged her shoulders, feeling the collar around her neck. She thought of
the mark on her belly, and wriggled her hips to awaken the dildo inside her.
Her tongue swirled around Julies' clit, before delving downwards to probe at the
slick entrance below. Julies' muscles clenched around the tip of her tongue, and
she giggled inwardly, feeling so fulfilled.
I have Julies' mark on my belly, Susan thought excitedly as her tongue returned
to Julies' throbbing clit. I'm wearing her collar, and I have her belt around my
waist!
She continued wriggling her hips, nearing her own orgasm. She could hear Julie
breathing heavily, and the hand on the back of her head was pushing insistently.
Her cuffs are holding my arms back, she cried excitedly in her head, swinging
her hips around in the air. She was so close!
Julie thrust her hips up and ground Susan's face into her sex as she came,
flooding her friends mouth with juices. Susan eagerly lapped it all up,
swallowing hungrily.
I'm sucking on my Mistress's pussy! The final thought was enough, and Susan came
hard, squealing between Julies' legs and thrusting her hips back to keep the
dildo vibrating.
Her entire body quivering, she reluctantly raised her head. Not looking at
Julie, she took the rubber panties and raised the dildo to her mouth.
"Susan..." Julie panted, watching as she proceeded to push the dildo its full
length down her throat. Her eyes were wide, and she was fighting not to gag, but
she withdrew it slowly, and with a wide smile on her face, pulled Julies' legs
through the holes and drew the panties up. The dildo slid easily into Julie, and
Susan carefully sealed the suit once again.
She wriggled up to lie next to Julie, and rested her head contentedly in the
crook of her Mistress's arm.
"I'm not a lesbian," Susan whispered after a minute, her blue eyes staring up at
Julie. "I don't think I'm bi either; I could never do that with any other girl."
She giggled softly. "I was so scared about being owned a few days ago... and now
look at me!" She blushed, but didn't look away.
Julie laughed herself, drawing her into a rough cuddle.
"Yeah, you little teen slave-slut!" she accused playfully, her fingers working
across Susan's belly. She squealed in surprise and twisted in Julies' grasp,
pulling at the cuffs behind her back as she tried to protect herself.
"Stop!" she cried between laughter, kicking her legs helplessly. "It's
vibrating! Julie-e-ah...!"
Susan let out a yelp as she rolled off the bed, but as she felt Julie moving to
follow her, she scrabbled to her feet and hurried across the room.
"Oh!" she groaned as the plug shook within her, sending waves of pleasure
through her over-sexed body. Her clit throbbed in its prison, unable to gain
relief.
She stopped by the wardrobe and turned to watch Julie with a wary grin,
red-faced and panting.
"Come back here!" Julie called after her, sitting cross-legged on the bed. Susan
took a hasty step back, and her face lit up with surprise.
"I can't walk in this!" she exclaimed, looking up at Julie with a pleading look.
"Can't you use another plug... one that doesn't vibrate with every move?!"
"I quite like the current one," Julie told her with a smirk, and then she
stiffened suddenly. "...Kate?" she whispered, turning to the sound of barely
audible whimpering.
Her earlier playfulness gone, Julie climbed off and knelt down at the foot of
the bed beside the gently shaking pile of blankets. She pushed them back,
uncovering her naked friend shaking with crying. Julie undid Kates' cuffs,
causing her to immediately curl into a protective ball. Wrapping Kate in the
blanket again, she put her arms around her and lifted her into the air like a
baby.
Susan stared in amazement as the older girl easily carried Kate, setting her
down gently on the bed. She had felt how strong Moira could be, but seeing Julie
do it made her remember her friend wasn't like everyone else.
As if that's not obvious, Susan thought to herself, her eyes drawn to the
translucent rubber hugging the curves of Julies' behind as she crawled onto the
bed. Trying not to disturb the dildo too much, she began making her slow way
back across the room.
"You okay?" Susan asked, trying to keep her voice level.
"Yeah," Julie replied softly, sitting amidst the pillows and holding the quietly
sobbing Kate to her chest.
The naked girl's fingers were exploring the cup over Julies' nearest breast, and
as Susan watched, Julie removed the stiff shield. Kates' fingers immediately
closed around the soft flesh and she leant forwards, her sobbing silenced as she
closed her mouth over the bared nipple.
"What are you doing?!" Susan asked incredulously. Julie didn't look up from
watching Kate.
"Moira trained her to need to suck," she explained. "This is what she wanted
when she was crying last night."
"So you just offer her a nipple?!" Susan exclaimed, standing beside the bed.
Julie looked up then, and for the first time she looked angry with her.
"What else do you think I should do?" she snapped. "Give her a fucking dummy?!"
Susan stared in shock, and tears immediately began forming in her eyes.
Julies' anger disappeared as fast as it had come, and she looked down guiltily.
"I'm sorry," she said softly. "I... I don't know what to do though. Nyssa said
she came to help me, but she's busy all the time... and who knows where Simeon's
gone! I expected he would be waiting for when I woke up, perhaps to explain what
on earth happened to me last night. Instead I get given another expensive gift
by my secret admirer and then left alone to fit all the pieces together."
She looked up at Susan, and gave her a weak smile.
"I... I just thought close contact with Kate might help her recover from her...
training."
Susan stared back at her through tear-filled eyes, and after a second she
nodded, making a small grunt in acknowledgement. Julie watched silently as Susan
crawled across the bed to sit by her, letting her head rest against Julies'
shoulder.
The room was quiet for a few minutes, broken only by Kates' suckling and the
jingle of Julies' keys as she unlocked Susan's cuffs. She sat quietly, massaging
her wrists as she watched Julie rest her head against the wall behind her.
"We're going to have to go back to the orphanage," Susan said suddenly, her
voice sad.
"Mm," Julie mumbled in reply, staring up at the ceiling.
"Can you imagine anyone listening to the Headmistress now?" Susan asked, and
giggled softly. Julie chuckled quietly in response, but Susan could tell it was
slightly forced.
"What is it?" she asked, lifting her head to look up at the taller girl. Julie
continued to stare upwards for a long time, the only movement her fingers on the
back of Kates' neck.
"My eyes," she said in an almost whisper. "With Nyssa here, it won't be long
before they work out that I'm not like everyone else."
"There's nothing wrong with you," Susan said comfortingly, disturbed by Julies'
mood.
"You of all people should know what it's like to be different," Julie said,
glancing down briefly.
Susan was silent, remembering the merciless teasing she had received for being
the only red-head at the orphanage.
"Do you think they'll accept that I'm actually an alien with weird abilities?
Some of them saw the portal, and they'll work it out eventually, especially with
Nyssa to compare me to. She's got eyes like me..."
She resumed staring silently up at the roof, and a moment later Kate raised her
head and whimpered.
"What's the matter?" Julie asked gently, in an instant looking down at her
friend and cradling her head.
Kate looked up at Julie, her eyelids twitching as if she had trouble focusing.
"J...Julie?" she managed, looking confused by her position.
"Kate," Julie choked. "Are... are you alright?"
Kate's eyes glazed over, her brow creasing in thought.
"I went... to b... bed... after that ex... exam... then..." she trailed off, and
let out a whimper. "Then...there was d...darkness," she said, her voice full of
fear. "And then pain... and heat... thirsty..."
Kate whimpered in terror, and leant forwards to try and reach the bare nipple
before her. Julie's face contorted with pity as she held her away. Kate
whimpered and struggled weakly for a moment before relaxing and looking up at
Julie again.
"W...What's going on?" she asked, her eyes wide with fear and confusion.
"It's okay," Julie said, blinking back tears. "You're safe now."
Kate smiled weakly, and closed her eyes again. A few seconds later her mouth
opened slightly, and Julie felt her fingers squeezing her breast again.
She pushed Kate away, and crawled to the other end of the bed. Immediately Kate
curled into a ball and began sobbing.
"Where are you going?" Susan asked in surprise and concern.
"To the bathroom," Julie replied, fitting the cup back over her breast.
"What about Kate?!" she exclaimed. Julie climbed off the bed, and ran hurriedly
to the bathroom.
"You have breasts," Julie called after her, her voice cracking. The door shut
with a thud behind her.
Susan glanced from Kate to the closed door and back again, moaning with
indecision.
Putting her arm around Kate, she drew the distraught girl close to let Kate rest
her head in her lap.
"Please stop crying," Susan said desperately, gently touching Kate's cheek. The
older girl didn't notice, her sobs becoming more and more plaintive.
"Damn it!" Susan wailed, experimentally giving Kate her thumb to suck on.
Her heart leaped happily when Kate began sucking on it, but a moment later she
pulled away and resumed crying softly.
Susan whined unhappily, annoyed that Julie had left her with Kate. She knew what
she would have to do to calm Kate down, and felt her face heating.
"Please stop!" Susan said urgently, adjusting the blanket so that it covered
Kate better. She waited a few seconds, but the crying didn't change.
Susan whined again and glanced around the room, checking the doors were closed.
"Why me," she whispered to herself. Blushing furiously, she began unbuttoning
her shirt.
Simeon was standing with his hands flat against the bench, glaring at the
police-officer seated on the other side. He was still wearing the usual
coverings over his face and hands, despite his skin being perfectly normal now.
"I said it's none of your business," the officer replied in an irritated tone,
looking up from the paperwork before him. "Look, we have our hands full at the
moment. We've got government officials crawling up our arse, a hundred disturbed
orphans who have nowhere to go, criminals on the loose, an alien invasion force,
and its Monday." He was angry now, and looked sharply over his shoulder at two
officers who were chatting aimlessly.
"Get this idiot out of here," he snapped at them, pointing with his head to
Simeon.
Simeon groaned in exasperation, and leant forwards over the bench.
"Where is Kathryn?" he hissed. The officer shuddered visibly.
"She's fired," he gasped. As soon as the words were out of his mouth, his eyes
widened in shock and he stood up, his chair rolling backwards.
"Oh?" Simeon said coolly, glancing down at the paperwork. Tilting his head, he
reached out and took the paper. Whilst the officer spluttered, he glanced over
the neat handwriting.
"Thank you," Simeon said sweetly to him, placing the paper back down. Calmly he
turned and walked out of the police station.
He had to ring the doorbell several times before anyone answered. Simeon got a
brief glimpse of her face around the door before it was slammed shut again.
"Go away!" Kathryn yelled. "Haven't you ruined my life enough already?"
"I heard about what happened," Simeon called back. "I'm sorry it ended like that
for you."
The door opened cautiously, and Kathryn peeked around it once again.
"Oh, you're sorry? I'm unemployed and everyone thinks I'm insane, but you're
sorry. That makes everything so much better!"
"What else do you want me to say? I barely managed to get away this morning
before the government arrived and practically quarantined my entire house. I now
have a stand-off between the Military and the Council forces, and I can tell you
that the Council will not give them one grain of sand."
"What the hell does that have to do with me?"
"You're the only person who is in a position of authority and understands what's
going on!"
Kathryn snorted loudly. "I've got about as much credibility as a criminal right
now, thanks to you!" She made to close the door again, but Simeon stepped
forward, putting his foot in the way.
"Do you think we're here to invade?"
"What?!" she exclaimed. Simeon looked meaningfully at her, and she became
serious for a moment.
"No," she sighed eventually.
"That's more than what your government thinks!"
"And how is that going to help you? I'm not even an officer anymore! Go convince
a politician, and leave me alone." She kicked at Simeon's foot, trying to force
him out.
"I don't know, but it's a start. Julie and Susan are biased, and the only other
people who I trust work for me. What have you got to loose?"
"Not a whole lot anymore!" Kathryn replied, but she stopped kicking him.
"Can I at least come in out of the cold?" Simeon asked with a slight smile.
Kathryn opened the door grudgingly, her teeth grinding.
Clutching the gun in both hands, Moira made her way cautiously along the line of
trees, snow crunching softly underfoot. She halted suddenly and, crouching down,
slid through a gap in their foliage.
"There you are," she breathed, staring at the ramp into the gleaming ship that
loomed above the trees. The guards standing partway up the ramp looked bored,
and were huddled in their warm clothing.
"Damn it," Moira cursed, realising the darts wouldn't work through that much
clothing. She would have to get closer.
Muttering angrily, she slid back through the trees to make her approach from
behind.
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Thanks to red Eva and slave Lucy for proof-reading
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