IV. Magic Touch
They pulled apart once spots began dancing across their visions, heavy panting flooding the otherwise silent air.
Ai grinned at her and curled her finger, taking a more firm hold on the D-ring.
"So you like the collar?"
"A lot," Rachel returned with her own grin. "You've got my tastes down."
Smirking, Ai began taking small steps backward, gently tugging her housemate along with her.
"You have no idea," she chuckled.
"I have work to do," Rachel complained, though with great reluctance.
Ai stopped moving, confidence radiating from her amused expression.
She slowly stepped close to Rachel, eyes locking together while she removed all space between them.
"I was going to ask if you wanted to take a break, and found you totally spaced out and about a second from playing with yourself. Clearly, your head's not on working right now. Or are you saying that you'd rather memories over the real thing?"
A small, completely insincere pout curved her lips downward as Ai's hands slipped to the blonde's waist.
Something tightened in Rachel's stomach as her housemate's hands continued sliding until they both took a firm hold of her ass.
"How do you know I was reminiscing about you?" the blonde retorted breathily.
Ai raised a brow in challenge, her hold tightening in response.
"
Were
you thinking of someone else?"
Rachel's face burned hot, her skin quickly turning dark red the longer she was in her housemate's hold.
"N-No," she finally muttered.
One of Ai's hands slipped up to cup the blonde's cheek, a thumb lightly caressing her lower lip.
"Good girl."
Rachel turned her head slightly, taking the finger into her mouth and lightly playing her tongue across the skin.
"So what did your
break
idea entail, exactly?" she inquired.
Ai's breath played across her neck, sending shivers through the blonde's body.
"Well," the cheerleader practically purred into her housemate's warm pulse point, "I was thinking of giving you a nice surprise. Something we haven't tried before."
Her hand moved from slightly parted lips, tracing light, feathery circles along her body on its way to Rachel's left wrist.
"First, I would blindfold you, and make your senses go
wild
while I stripped you down, piece by piece, drawing it out until you were ready to jump out of your skin."
As she spoke, she began moving back once more, again pulling Rachel along without any resistance.
"Then, I was thinking I would tie you down, nice and tight, onto my bed, so all you could do was squirm for me."
"S-sounds good so f-far," Rachel practically moaned.
"I thought it might," Ai giggled.
"What next?"
"
Next
is where the surprise comes in, when you can do nothing but guess at what will be happening to you," she purred to her housemate.
She reached her door and gently kicked, sending it silently curving inward to reveal her room.
Her attention so focused on her Mistress, Rachel entirely missed the items resting on Ai's desk near the doorway.
Ai, however, grabbed a piece of fabric from among the pile as they moved past the desk.
Rachel shuddered as the black cloth covered her eyes, the room going completely dark around her.
Ai gently gathered Rachel's hair into a tight horsetail before coiling the cloth around her head several times with the other hand.
The silky mane cascaded down against Ai's skin as she moved to tie a knot, sealing her sub's vision off.
She gave herself a satisfied nod as soon as her tools for the night were safely hidden from Rachel, the surprises kept to the blonde's very active imagination.
Stepping behind Rachel, the Asian began lightly running her hands from thigh to neck, caressing everything in between.
When soft pants began to leave Rachel's parted lips, Ai ran her hands beneath her shirt.
Her touch sent vibrations across the flat stomach, the flesh trembling as she made her way higher.
Rachel's nightwear was incredibly light that evening, and for how thin the cotton shirt loosely wrapped around her torso was, Ai thought she may as well have just gone topless.
She reached the beginnings of lovely, twin swells, then, and discovered that her housemate had apparently been in a very similar mindset.
Her hands pressed against nothing but warm flesh, and wetness spread across her inner thighs.
"It's almost less fun, when you already do half the work for me," she quipped.
She grins as Rachel reacts to the warm breath on her ear, her soft body pressing back into her hard in reaction.
"I think more fun would make this end too early," the blonde moaned as she felt warm palms toying with her breasts.
Smirking, Ai released her hold and slipped her palms back down, until she reached the hem of Rachel's shirt.
Before it even hit the floor, Ai's hands were clamped on her hips.
Rachel had decided to go with a well-worn pair of short shorts that evening, the cotton feeling incredibly warm under her Mistress's roaming hands.
The blonde's heart began racing even harder the longer Ai kneaded her ass, the Asian enjoying the feel of every bit of covered flesh she could get her hands on.
Her touches gradually went lower along Rachel's thighs, the thin cotton doing almost nothing to dim the sensation for the blonde.
When she reached the bottom of the shorts, Ai stepped slightly closer and slid her hands around to Rachel's front.
The blonde's breathing hitched when her Mistress began retracing her progress upward.
Ai stopped short when she reached the tops of Rachel's thighs, relishing the expected warmth she found there.
She hummed into her sub's ear, a grin curving her lips as she kept them a scant twitch away from the sensitive organ.
"Is my pet already wet?"
As she asked, her hands slipped into the curve of Rachel's thighs, coming to rest at the soaked fabric resting between.
Rachel's breath hissed out between clenched teeth, her entire body tightening in anticipation.
"M-maybe," she muttered in another near-moan.
"Only
maybe
? I think I should check. So we can be sure," Ai mused before running her tongue along the heated shell of the blonde's ear.
Rachel shuddered, her body vibrating against her Mistress's own.
"B-Being sure's good," she agreed breathily.
With her vision sealed, Rachel couldn't see the cheerleader as she promptly slid around her and lowered to her knees.
She did, however, realize the shift when she felt a puff of warm breath against her thin shorts.
The heat added to the burning sensations already running through her crotch, and she squirmed as the fabric grew uncomfortably wetter.
Ai stifled a moan as the heady scent of her housemate's arousal reaches her.
She grinned at the dark spot covering the grey material, Rachel's thighs noticeably shining wetly around.
"Oh, my! Poor pet. If I strip your little pussy bare right now, you might make a mess on my carpet," Ai purred with a low chuckle.
To add to her speech, she pressed an index finger against the soaked crotch and rubbed gently.
The words, combined with the touch, sent another hard spike of fire through Rachel, her entire body tightening.
She almost doubled over, her twitching stomach coming to rest on Ai's shoulder.
Her mouth parted, but any retort she planned to make was interrupted by the very loud, very wanton moan that ripped its way free instead.
Ai grinned at the blonde, her index finger slowly slipping upward.
Rachel hissed as a nail flicked over her barely cushioned clit, her hips bucking forward and nearly sending her toppling over.
And then, the finger reached the top of the shorts, and with one swift motion, they were down.
The blonde shuddered at the trail of wetness now coating most of her legs, her pussy clenching at the cool air suddenly hitting it.
Ai watched the blonde's pussy clenching, begging for her touch.
Not that it needed to, given Rachel's more than vocal requests along the same lines.
"I told you, I have plans. Patience, pet, is a virtue," Ai purred.
Grabbing up the drenched shorts, Ai rose, pushing the blonde back to a standing position as she did.
Seeing that her whole body was twitching and looking decidedly unsteady, Ai decided to take pity on her.
Her touch on Rachel's arm drew a whimper, and she led her pet the three short steps needed to reach her bed.
As soon as the sub felt the bed at her knees, she flopped forward like a limp doll.
Ai moved quickly, flipping her pet onto her back on the bed and pressing her reaching hands into the soft bed.
"Do
not
touch yourself, Rachel. This is for the both of us, and if you cum before I tell you that you can, the punishment will be as unpleasant as what I plan will be fantastic," the cheerleader warned.
Rachel whimpered, but her hands didn't so much as twitch when they were released.
The blonde had gotten very used to the various tones when her housemate was domming her, and she knew better than to resist when she used the very clear '
don't fuck with me'
tone she'd just been warned with.
Ai moved to her desk quickly, a satisfied smile forming when she didn't hear any shifting sheets.
She nonetheless hurried, grabbing the implements for the next stage of her plans.
Her own clothes fell silently to the floor as she moved, the fabric suddenly swelteringly warm on her sweating body.
Rachel shivered when the bed dipped, marking her Mistress's return.
