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En-Trance: Trust, Revisited... — Description

Serpentine trails of hot sweat ran in short lived rivulets down En-Trance' body before being absorbed by the fabric of her body stocking, soaking the sheer material and making it cling to her body heavily in places.

Beneath the body stocking the Shadow Siren was gloriously naked. Her voluptuous figure on fine display. Nothing was hidden by the leather strap harness she wore over the stocking, nothing at all. The only other adornments the flushed heroine wore were a blindfold over her eyes and a single glove with additional shoulder straps to keep her arms bound together behind her back.

En-Trance outfit had been chosen by the other woman in the room, En-Trance' lover and Mistress, though that term was never used openly between them, Bethany Masterson.

The blindfold was a new addition to their sessions, but one En-Trance hadn't demurred at once she discovered the thrill of being locked in such anticipatory darkness, never knowing when and where Bethany would touch her next. Each caress a surprise that sent pleasure running across En-Trance' body.

The single glove served a similar purpose, un-ironically freeing En-Trance by binding her, allowing her to experience the pleasure of submission without guilt. With no way to escape, she was free to surrender, and to her surprise the more time she spent with Bethany the more pleasurable each surrender became.

Today was no exception. En-Trance leaned back against the wall, moaning softly as Bethany's fingers worked their way under the leather straps of the harness she wore over the soaked nylon stocking and then worked her, worked her hard.

'Have you been eating pineapple like I asked you to?' Bethany asked in a stern tone, a commanding voice yet one filled with affection.

'Yes...ohh! !! Yes I ate the... fucking pineapple...care to...ohhh...tell me why?' En-Trance replied as she gasped for air, robbed of her very breath by the ever increasing pleasure of what Bethany was doing to her.

'Such a mouth, you are a very bad girl sometimes Trance.' Bethany said, her fierce tone belayed by a smile En-Trance could not see.

The taller blonde squeezed En-Trance breast hard with her free hand, causing the Shadow Siren to squeak in surprise. 'Because it makes it taste better.'

'Owww...makes what taste ...better?' En-Trance asked, fighting to delay the powerful pleasure coaxed release she could feel building.

It was no good, she was on the edge and Bethany had quickly come to know all of En-Trance' little tells. As she quickened the knowing stroking of her fingers, Bethany pinched one of En-Trance large hard buds between the fingers of her free hand and twisted it.

En-Trance let out another squeak of surprise, but Bethany was a master of her craft, the small dart of pain was like sauce on a fine meal and she used just enough to add a little counter point to the pleasure that made everything perfect and pushed En-Trance over the edge and into a deep pool of submissive pleasure.

'Ohhhhh...fuck...Bethany...I...mppph?' En-Trance' expressions of pleasure were abruptly muffled as Bethany swiftly transferred fingers wet with the fallen dew of a Siren's pleasure into that Siren's mouth. As En-Trance tasted what was on offer, the fruits of her efforts, she purred contentedly around Bethany's sweetened digits.

'Makes you taste better lover...' Bethany whispered into En-Trance' ears in a husky voice. 'Now enjoy, because the next one is all mine...'

Journey back in time to glimpse into the love life of a Super Heroine and a News Reporter who just happens to be a Dominatrix

Art by the Sovereign of Smexy ShadowhawkOne

Bethany Masterson is the oc of ShadowhawkOne and may only be used with his permission

En-Trance, aka the Shadow Siren is my oc and may only be used with my permission

To see where Trust began, you can peek here...

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