The Thirty Nights

Night 9: Pent Up

Tara dangled the key above the head of her kneeling pet, jingling it noisily.

"Should I?" she teased, grinning as Mira squirmed in place. "Do you think you deserve it?"

"Please...," Mira murmured faintly.

The princess stroked Mira's thighs softly, causing her to moan and shudder. "Awfully pent up, aren't you, dear? You poor thing," she said, continuing to run her hands up and down anyway.

"O-oh, mistress," she managed to gasp.

Tara kissed her pet gently, unlocking the chastity belt at last while she did, deciding that she'd had been through enough. Mira couldn't help but shiver all over, thrilled to feel completely naked again for the first time in two weeks.

"Now," she said, breaking off from the kiss and putting the belt aside, "you'd better show me how grateful you are."

Mira needed no further prompting, allowing her desperate hormones to take over, and pounced strongly on Tara, pinning her to the ground. She started clumsily kissing her again, her tongue prodding until she finally found her way into Tara's mouth, starting to grind against her barely clothed cunt. She wanted it so desperately, feeling herself gushing hot fluids all over her mistress's sari, still grinding against her all the same; she wanted more, more. She grabbed the sides of Tara's skirt and pulled it down fiercely-- she didn't know if this was exactly what she'd been asking for, but she was responding to a simple desperate urge at this point.

She spread her legs around Tara, trying to straddle her, grinding back and forth, awkwardly trying to press herself as tightly against the princess as she could,

"More," the princess whispered against Mira's lips, incredibly pleased with her pet, as she fucked her with more passion that she'd ever done in her life. Then she moaned, as Mira groped her breasts firmly all over, feeling herself becoming more and more damp incredibly quickly.

Tara reached over Mira's body, slipping her hand past her ass and as far down her moving crotch as she could, struggling to get in position; as soon as she could, she pinched strongly. Mira moaned out loudly, unable to take any more, continuing to grind as she gushed out all over the princess. Tara grabbed her by the back of her head and pulled her in, forcefully kissing to silence her, her pet immediately kissing back deeply.

The princess held her close, savouring the kiss, Mira's warmth pressing and delving as deep in her mouth as she could; only finally yanking her back by her hair, breaking the kiss, when she thought that Mira had finished her climax. Mira gasped, not stopping grinding up and down her, but staring in longing surprise at the princess. She tried to lean forward to kiss her more, but Tara held her head back strongly, grinning up at her.

"Not until you give me more," Tara moaned softly.

Mira shivered, eager to keep going, feeling like her own apetite was insatiable, desperate to make the woman under her happy. She slid down a little, quickly slipping her two fingers inside of Tara and pumping quickly, lowering her head to kiss at her mistress's chest while she pleasured her. Tara moaned as Mira kissed at her nipple, then sucking on it firmly for several ecstatic seconds before she moved onto the next. Her hips shuddered, and she murmured with delight as she reached her own orgasm, her juices flowing out all over Mira's fingers.

She continued to groan with pleasure as Mira eased her through it, shivering. "Good girl," she murmured, grabbing Mira and pulling her back up so they were making eye contact. "Such a good girl," she said, and she gave Mira the kiss she so desperately wanted.

Tara grabbed her wrists, rolling her pet over so she was on top, pinning her firmly to the ground as she kissed her warmly. Mira closed her eyes, moaning with delight into her mistress's mouth, squirming gently underneath her, as Tara started to grind against her. She gently broke from the kiss again, just enough so that they were still touching lips.

"More, pet?" she asked softly. Mira responded by kissing at her lips gently.

"Please...," Mira moaned. Tara smiled, kissing her gently on the tip of her the nose, then quickly moving down, sliding her hands down her pet's body, rubbing her sides.

Tara quickly started kissing her down below, licking her already sticky folds, pressing inside deeply. It didn't take long before she brought Mira to her well deserved second orgasm, taking her head out just as she started to squirt out more, moving back up again and grabbing her wrists. She held Mira down as she gave her another kiss, with sticky lips, Mira passionately kissing back.

She broke it off again, sitting up so that she was upright over her pet. Mira opened her eyes, staring lustily at her mistressing straddling her and smiling gently.

"Did you like that?" Tara asked, stroking Mira's cheek affectionately.

"Mm...," was all Mira could say, nodding a little.

"You were wonderful, pet," she said honestly. "God, I love it when you're so horny. So eager to please. I love you, Mira."

Tara kept stroking her gently, slowly getting up. Mira just lay there, shivering a little, watching as Tara walked away for a moment, returning soon with a towel. She murmured softly as she wiped her down, cleaning her of all the sticky fluid she was covered in, Tara smiling as she did.

Once her pet was nice and dry, the princess grabbed the nearby chastity belt, and slipped it underneath Mira's behind.

"I want you like that more often, understand?" she said, still smiling, as she locked it up again. Mira just stared upwards, looking confused. "So eager to please. You'll be wearing that normally from now on."

If Mira looked distressed at this news, the princess quickly stopped that by leaning down again and kissing her. She closed her eyes, kissing back, resigning herself to just enjoying the sensation as the princess rubbed her hips.