Kinks: Chastity, Orgasm Denial, Rare Noelle Top Moments
Noelle sighed as she poked at the PowerPoint that lingered on her computer screen, feeling her eyes practically glaze over at the sight of it. The first day of classes had given way to the second and then third. And each day Noelle had gone, obediently following her prior routine.
Quit school, live the dream…
It had seemed like such an easy mantra to adhere to. Yet, reality had a pesky way of ruining ambitious dreams.
First off, there was no getting her money back for this semester. This meant she either finished these classes or contented herself with flushing nearly two grand down the drain. And even though she was ready to spite her mother, she wasn’t quite ready to spite her that hard.
Second, there was this stupid fucking group project. Sure, she could quit but then she’d be fucking over Zelda who would be left without a partner and a deadline rapidly approaching. And the last thing that Noelle wanted to do was fuck over her friend.
So, here she was, at the dining room table, trying to put the finishing touches on this project. A project for a major which she had no interest in pursuing any longer. It honestly felt like the education equivalent of pulling teeth out of her skull.
At the very least, it seemed that she wouldn’t be handling it alone for too much longer. There was a buzz at the apartment’s intercom, stirring her from her stupor and making her look towards it.
She quickly got to her feet and made her way over, pressing the button. “Hello?”
“Hey Noelle,” Zelda chirped from over the speaker. “I’m here.”
“Hey Zelda,” Noelle replied, flashing a smile. “I’m buzzing you up.”
She pressed a button and a beep came from the system, unlocking the door downstairs. This meant that she only had a couple minutes at most before her guest arrived. Her eyes quickly darted around the apartment, seeing that it was in a mostly acceptable state, with only a little bit of the post-vacation chaos lingering in the form of some unfolded laundry on the couch.
Then she looked down at her own outfit. It was an adorable plaid skirt that was made up of various hues of red and black with a band t-shirt that she’d borrowed from Kris. It wasn’t her usual choice of music but most of her dark tops were currently involved in that unfolded mess.
Oh, and she of course wore her collar.
Hopefully, Zelda wouldn’t mind. Though why would she? It wasn’t like this was her first time seeing her in one.
There was a knock at the door and Noelle made her way over, opening it.
Zelda smiled at her and lunged forward without warning, embracing her tightly. “Hey Nel.”
“Hey Zelda,” Noelle replied, embracing her just as tightly. She carefully took a step into her apartment and closed the door with her foot. “Missed me?”
“Pretty much all of my friends went home for spring break,” Zelda groaned, peeling herself away and making her way over to the dining room table. “I’m not exactly a social butterfly but a girl can only play so many MMOs by herself before she starts to lose it.”
“What have you been playing?” Noelle asked.
Zelda chuckled as she took a seat. “Dragon Blazers XIV mostly. They’ve recently overhauled all of the classes and I’ve been meaning to level up my white mage.” She tilted her chin towards Noelle. “Your outfit looks nice by the way.”
Noelle paused and made a show of looking down at herself before smiling at Zelda, glancing at hers instead. “So does yours.”
Zelda scoffed and looked at her own outfit. “I get by.”
That was an understatement and they both knew it. She wore a lovely yellow sundress with a floral pattern that was done up in a cascade of pastel blues, purples, and greens. It wasn’t exactly Noelle’s sense of fashion but she could appreciate the way that it clung to Zelda’s frame with the burgundy sass around the middle holding it neatly in place.
There was also a blue silken scarf around her throat which didn’t match entirely but Zelda was still getting used to fashion. Noelle knew as much. Besides, it did look pretty, going well with her baby blue complexion.
“So, what did you get up to back in Hometown?” Zelda asked.
Noelle smiled. “Saw Toriel and Asriel, met Asriel’s partner, hung out with Catti, saw my dad and Asgore…” She motioned with her hand. “And also went to the Dark World and hung out with Ralsei and everyone down there. We uh… we got up to quite a few adventures while we were away.”
“What kind of adventures?” Zelda bore a knowing little smile, seeming to have a pretty good idea of what said adventures were going to involve. “Am I going to be jealous?”
“Let’s just say that Ralsei is a very nice boy,” Noelle offered as she gave her own equally knowing smile in response.
Zelda whistled. “Dearest Noelle, taking after December, are we?”
Noelle worked her jaw and felt a pang at that. And it seemed that Zelda picked up on it as well, looking a little guilty about bringing it up.
“How is Catti doing?” Zelda quickly asked, changing the subject with the subtlety of a sledgehammer. “We haven’t talked in a few months.”
“Good! she invited us out to brunch and then hosted a house party,” Noelle replied.
Zelda nodded though paused, looking up and moving her beak. She seemed to be doing some mental math and whatever answer came to her was enough to make her smile return stronger than ever before. “A party and a brunch, huh? You know, I thought that she usually did her munch and play party around this time of the month?”
Noelle groaned. “Does everyone know about this kind of stuff except for me?”
Zelda snickered. “Pretty much.”
She reached into her bag and pulled out her laptop, snapping it open and pressing the power button.
“How about you?” Noelle asked, gesturing towards Zelda. “What did you get up to during spring break besides for Dragon Blazers?”
Zelda shrugged. “Worked mostly.” She smirked. “Played a bunch of Dragon Blazers XIV, tried getting a new PB in Monster Celeste, sampled a vast selection of various pickles at the grocery store, watched some Monster Contrapoints, and browsed r-slash tra-”
“You’re fucking with me,” Noelle grumbled.
Zelda smirked. “Oh absolutely.” She brushed a finger against the material of her scarf, holding onto an especially coy smile as she did so. “Though I did play a lot of video games. Oh, and I guess that I also started hanging out with this cute boy that I met through a trans support group!”
Noelle gasped. “A boy!” She leaned forwards. “I want all of the details.”
“Well, he’s recently come out as a trans man and this was his first meeting with the group,” Zelda explained. “He’s a little younger than myself but is an architecture student at the university. He also likes Dragon Blazers XIV and we even play in the same world.”
“Whoa that sounds pretty serious,” Noelle teased.
Zelda nodded. “Very serious.” She then grasped her scarf and started to draw it away from her throat, grinning as she did so. “Oh! And he’s already collared me.”
As the scarf slipped away, Zelda revealed her throat where a ruby red collar sat upon her blue feathers. It looked new and pricey, made of a fine material that seemed soft and comfortable to wear. There was a single silver ring on the front of it and a bunch of metallic studs which circled the perimeter. It looked utterly stunning with a diamond-shaped metallic tag dangling from it.
The tag read: ‘Songbird’.
Noelle cocked a brow. “Wait, you've already known each other for like a week?”
Zelda flushed. “I mean… I wouldn’t exactly put a timeframe on how long we’ve known each other. We’re…”
“Zelda,” Noelle said, lifting her brow even further.
Zelda sighed. “Fine, fine… yes, we’ve been at this for about a week but like… he seems really nice and I think that he’d be a fantastic owner.” She nodded resolutely. “Also, the sex has been amazing! So, I can’t complain too much.”
“Fair enough,” Noelle said, frowning. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to rain on your parade. I’m just surprised by the quickness of it, is all.”
“No such thing as rushing to perfection,” Zelda stated. “It’s not the journey but the end goal that’s important.” She then paused and leaned forwards, grinning at Noelle. “Would you like to hear about my rules?”
“You have rules?” Noelle asked.
Zelda nodded.
“Well sure, let me hear about your rules,” Noelle said, getting up from her seat and heading into the kitchen. “Do you want anything to drink by the way?”
“Just some water if you wouldn’t mind,” Zelda replied. She couldn’t help but scoff, looking so proud of herself as she held up a commanding finger. “My first rule is to cut back on my caffeine intake. So, I wouldn’t want to violate my tenants by asking for a cola or something as hedonistic as that.”
Noelle chuckled and poked her head out from the kitchen. “Cola is hedonistic?”
She then dipped back inside and grabbed two glasses from the pantry, filling each with ice and then water.
“So says my Dom!” Zelda called. “He doesn’t drink coffee or tea or anything.”
“Sounds like he doesn’t have any eight in the morning classes,” Noelle replied, coming out and placing a glass in front of Zelda. “Because a no coffee rule is not very sustainable at eight o’clock in the morning.” She snorted, shaking her head. “Trust me.”
“Oh, I do but thankfully I have the willpower to overcome this mere fatigue,” Zelda stated.
Noelle scoffed and shook her head. “Anyways, your rules.”
“I have four rules,” Zelda said, still holding up a single finger. “First, is no caffeine.” Then she held up two. “Second is that I am to be collared at all times unless I’m showering.”.
Noelle grinned and touched a finger to her own collar. “Yo! Same rule.”
“Same rule,” Zelda agreed. She then cleared her throat and held up a third. “The third rule is that I am to call him Sir whenever we’re in private.”
Noelle nodded along.
“And finally, I am to be constantly locked up in chastity and not allowed to pleasure myself without his strict permission,” Zelda stated, shuffling in her seat as she wiggled these four fingers in the air. “That one can be a little bit awkward to follow at times.”
Noelle paused and absorbed this information, doing a bad job of hiding her smile upon hearing it. It was a smile which Zelda seemed to notice as she flushed bright red as she looked off to the side.
“Are you in chastity right now?” Noelle asked.
Zelda shivered. “I plead the fifth.”
Noelle took a sip of water, unable to hide the sheer coyness which now lingered in the fringes of her gaze. As she placed her glass upon a coaster, she then rested her snout within her hands, leering across the table at her friend. “You know, I’m starting to notice a trend whenever you come over.”
“Is that so?” Zelda asked, doing her best to look at her computer. Yet, it was obvious that she was struggling to do so as the intense red made it so woefully hard to concentrate. “And what do you notice?”
“That every time you come over, you’re locked up in chastity,” Noelle stated.
Zelda sighed. “I’d hardly call two data points a proper sample size, Noelle.” She then cleared her throat and nodded a bit more assuredly this time. “Plus, it’s locked up for my own good. It helps me concentrate on my work.”
Noelle rolled her eyes. “Uh huh? Is that the only reason that you do it?”
“Speaking of which…” Zelda continued, ignoring the question. She took in a breath and managed to taper a little bit of the raw shade of red which had now come to dominate her complexion. “I believe that we have a group project that we should really be focusing on instead of talking about what accessories that I’ve decided to wear today.”
“Fair enough,” Noelle said, gesturing towards Zelda. “Let’s see what parts of this presentation still need some polishing.”
Zelda popped the last bite of burger into her mouth, quickly swallowing it. “I think we might finally be done with this stupid thing.”
“Not quite,” Noelle said. “We still need to present it.”
“Well at least as done as we can be until tomorrow,” Zelda quipped.
Noelle nodded and conceded that much, motioning across the table to her friend. “Fair enough. Though we should at least practice it before you head home.”
“Kris told me that you’re planning to switch majors, by the way,” Zelda commented, perking up from her laptop. “Hope you won’t be leaving me behind.”
“I’m at least finishing this semester,” Noelle said, sighing as she buried her face into her hands. “I think.”
Zelda nodded. “Waste of money if you didn’t. Also, I’d be heartbroken if I had to endure that civics class all by myself.” She looked at Noelle. “What are you thinking about getting into?”
Noelle picked up the last half of her veggie burger and took a bite from it, holding up a finger as she chewed. Her friend waited patiently for her to finish, having the decency to look back at her computer and tool around on it instead of watching her eat.
It seemed that she had moved over to some sort of video game as an old midi song started to play. It sounded kind of like a sea shanty. Maybe even the sequel to a sea shanty. It was honestly a pretty catchy little tune.
She wondered what game it belonged to.
“Writing,” Noelle finally answered, dabbing at her lips with a napkin. “Kris inspired me.”
“That’d be a good major for you to get into,” Zelda replied, offering a thin smile as she clicked away at her game. “And Angel knows that if anyone can pull it off, it’s going to be you. I read that story you put out before spring break and that was some pretty top-notch stuff.”
“It was just a silly little lesbian romance,” Noelle teased.
Zelda shrugged. “Always appreciate a good little lesbian romance with a trans character in it. Shame that it was only two-thousand words long.”
“Can only write so much while at school,” Noelle said, frowning. “I kind of wish that I could dedicate even more time to my ideas.” She pursed her lips together. “Though I guess I kind of need to figure out what to write for an actual long form story in the first place, huh?”
“I have an idea,” Zelda offered.
Noelle cocked a brow and gestured for her to go on.
“So, you know how they say, write what you know?” Zelda asked.
Noelle nodded.
Zelda motioned with her hand. “How about a long-form romance upon a dorky protagonist who learns the ins and outs of BDSM via her more seasoned partners?”
“I don’t know how many people would read that,” Noelle teased, shaking her head. “Feels pretty niche to me.”
Zelda shrugged. “I’d read it.”
“Because you’re a freak,” Noelle replied.
“Hey, I know what I’m about.” Zelda shrugged. “It turns out that I have like five years of repressed sexuality to burn through as quickly as possible.” She paused and pondered this statement for a second. “You know…”
Noelle cocked a brow. “I know?”
“I have the rest of the day free,” Zelda offered, motioning vaguely with her hand. “So, if you’d like to… I don’t know… fool around or something, I might be interested.”
Noelle paused and thought about it for a moment. Did she want to have sex tonight?
Yes, she did want to have sex tonight.
“Yeah, I might be interested too,” Noelle said, flashing a coy little smile as she rubbed at her arm. “At least, I wouldn’t mind uh… cuddling and making out and stuff.”
“That would be nice,” Zelda replied, reaching into her purse and grabbing her phone. “Let me just text my Dom and make sure that it’s okay with him first.” She winked at Noelle. “You know how it is with Doms.”
Noelle lifted a brow. “I do?”
“Yeah, you need to ask them permission to do all sorts of stuff,” Zelda said, humming as she typed away at her screen. Though she paused and looked up, clearly reading the confusion that was now drawn upon Noelle’s face. “You do that… right?”
Noelle slowly shook her head. “I do not.”
“I see,” Zelda murmured.
“How long have you been seeing this guy for?” Noelle asked, cocking a brow.
Zelda chuckled nervously. “Uh… about ten days now.”
“Zelda,” Noelle said, getting to her feet. “Don’t you think that you might be running a little too quickly into this thing.”
Zelda scoffed and waved a feathered hand through the hair. “Nonsense, it was just obedience at first sight.”
“Well, I’m not going to tell you what is and isn’t a good idea,” Noelle started, very much wanting to butt in and state what was and wasn’t a good idea. “However, I think you might want to pump the breaks a little bit and maybe try getting to know this person a little better first?”
Zelda worked her beak and seemed like she was going to say something in response. It almost seemed like Noelle’s words may have actually gotten through to her, poking a hole in her confidence and deflating it just a little. Yet, before that self-awareness could really take shape, her phone chimed from within her hand.
So, she instead looked at it, letting out a sigh of relief as she did so. “He said that he’s okay with it.”
Noelle sighed and shook her head. This wasn’t her problem. Not yet, anyways. Maybe one of them would figure out to slow things down before something bad actually happened. It wasn’t like there was too much of a risk. Just a gung-ho desire that Noelle could kind of appreciate. After all, she had sped through her whole BDSM relationship structure as well.
Only, her record had clearly been blown out of the water.
There was another chime from Zelda’s phone and Zelda looked at it, stiffening at what she saw. Her cheeks flushed bright red at whatever was on the screen.
“Something the matter?” Noelle asked, standing up and making her way towards the living room. She plopped down upon the couch and patted the spot next to herself, offering a warm smile as she did so. “Looks like you saw something hot.”
Zelda stirred and also got up, making her way over as well. “My Dom said that I’m not allowed to unlock my cage or orgasm normally tonight.”
“And what exactly is an abnormal orgasm?” Noelle teased.
“It’s where you uh… cum only via anal,” Zelda answered, tightening her beak. “And it has to be ruined as well.”
“Okay, okay, okay, hold up here.” Noelle lifted both hands as she focused on Zelda. “And what exactly is a ruined orgasm?”
Zelda shivered. “Okay so you know when you’re really close to cumming, right?”
Noelle nodded.
“Well, you get someone to that point and then you like…” Zelda motioned vaguely with her hands, rolling them overtop of one another. “Okay, are you familiar with the concept of no-clipping in a speedrun?”
Noelle scoffed. “Where is this going?”
“I promise this will all make sense in a second,” Zelda said, continuing to gesture through the air. She went silent for a moment, obviously trying to piece together some sort of haphazard metaphor in her mind. “So, it’s where you make me cum while clipping into the sensation of denying me. This makes it so I can like physically cum but it doesn’t feel like I’ve came at all. Do you get what I’m saying here?”
Noelle just sat there in a stupor, blinking through this explanation. In the end, all she could really do was shake her head. “That doesn’t make any sense, I’m sorry”
Zelda sighed. “It's not my fault you don’t have a dick, Holiday.”
Noelle lifted her brow, unsure of what to say to that.
“Okay, so like…” Zelda went silent, obviously searching for any way of phrasing this. Though it seemed that something finally clicked as she then pointed both hands at Noelle. “Okay, so imagine a wet firework.”
Noelle nodded. So far so good.
“And you light the fuse and it ignites, slowly fizzling down,” Zelda continued. “But then, just as it's about to reach the gunpowder, it suddenly extinguishes. So, like, you’re standing there, with no more fuse left but the explosion never happens. So, you’ve just kind of gone through the process of lighting a firework but have gotten no payoff for it. And like the fuse is gone so you can’t get that explosion anymore. That would be pretty frustrating, right?”
Noelle hummed. “I was never big on fireworks.”
“Look, do you get what I’m trying to lay down here?” Zelda huffed.
“I mean, I guess so?” Noelle sighed, looking at Zelda. “Though now I have a question for you?”
“Shoot,” Zelda said.
Noelle smirked. “Can you really cum from just anal alone? Kris told me that was pretty hard.”
“It’s possible,” Zelda replied, sighing. “Look, we’re getting distracted here. Are you okay with these terms? Can we continue with this or not?”
Noelle smirked and got up, making her way over to Zelda. She came up behind her, resting her hands upon her friend’s shoulders and massaging into them. It seemed that she appreciated this, melting into her tender touch.
“Shouldn’t we work on our project?” she asked.
Zelda shivered. “Can’t we do it afterwards?”
“That’s what we said last time and look what happened,” Noelle said, moving her hand around to the front of Zelda’s throat. She cupped it, not applying any pressure. Not yet anyways. “And I would hate to get distracted and flunk this assignment.”
Zelda whined, tensing at the mere cupping of her carotids.
Lord, was this how her Doms usually felt when they were in a similar situation? No wonder the two of them liked to do this so much. A part of her really wanted to take the energy of the room and use it to her advantage.
Yet, she had to act smart. She knew that much.
“Let’s do one or two practice runs of our presentation first and then we can fool around afterwards,” Noelle said.
Zelda huffed. “Fine!”
“Good girl,” Noelle added, drawing her hand away and instead using it to condescendingly pat the top of Zelda’s head. “Now be a good little bird and pull up our PowerPoint.”
It turned out that they really didn’t have too much more to work on for this project. A couple of typos were cleaned up, a few more citations were added, and the script was refined and made to sound less sluggish and more natural in its quality.
It took about half an hour to go through two runs of it and by the time they were finished, Noelle felt far more confident with what they’d created.
“I’m feeling pretty good about this project,” Noelle said, tilting her snout towards Zelda. “How about you?”
“Definitely feels like A+ material,” Zelda agreed, taking a sip of water. “Just as soon as I get over my stage fright.”
“Stage fright?” Noelle asked, faking a gasp. “From the girl who killed me at the spelling bee?”
“The only reason I killed you at the spelling bee was because the judge was a dickhead and decided to trigger you in front of the entire school,” Zelda replied. “I’m surprised that your mother didn’t have him executed in the middle of town for that.”
Noelle paused, pursing her lips together. She may have forgotten that one little detail.
“Anyways,” Zelda chimed in. “Do you still want to fuck?”
Noelle stirred and smirked at the offer. “I would love to fuck.”
She got out of her seat and made her way over to the sofa, sashaying her hips from side to side as she made her way over. As she glanced back, she could see that she had garnered Zelda’s attention with the other girl looking at her longingly as she settled down upon the couch.
Zelda seemed stunned into an absolute stupor, just staring across the divide at her. For a moment, it looked like she wouldn’t react, short-circuited by the sensation of simply being ‘too gay’ to function.
As such, Noelle decided to help her along, patting the spot beside. “Come on Zelda, you can’t suck face from all the way over there.”
Zelda stirred. “An excellent observation, Holiday.” She got up and smoothed out her dress. Yet, Noelle couldn’t help but notice the tiny little bulge which now lingered just under the material, obscuring the cage that she wore. It was so minute that it was a blink and you’d miss it kind of sighting. Yet, she knew it was there and couldn’t unsee it now. “I’d love to show you how much research I’ve done since the last time we’ve hooked up.”
“Research?” Noelle asked.
Zelda nodded as she settled down, anxiously stroking at the hem of her dress as she did so. “Yes, from the ample amount of uh… in field studies that I’ve partook in since then.”
“In field, huh?” Noelle asked.
Zelda smirked. “At bars, at house parties, at school, at work…”
“Zelda!” Noelle gasped. “Are you misbehaving at work?”
“Well, I believe that would depend on your definition of misbehaving,” Zelda teased, not denying the accusation outright. She actually did the opposite, saying nothing but holding onto her proud little smile instead. Yet, as she sighed as she noticed Noelle’s incredulousness. “Unless you mean by an average person’s interpretation of the word then yes… yes, I’ve been misbehaving lately.”
“Damn. I thought it’d be a cold day in hell before I ever saw Zelda Falco misbehaving,” Noelle replied, shaking her head. She theatrically sighed and clapped the back of her hand against her forehead. “Oh, how the upstanding members of society have fallen. I bet it’s all those dangerous hormones that you’ve been taking.”
She then looked at Zelda, eying her up fully. Yet, her gaze couldn’t really help but linger upon those hands which were failing to smooth out her bulge. That’s when she realized that she’d have to be the one in charge today, an oddity that she wasn’t at all prepared for.
Yet… Zelda couldn’t domme her way out of a paper bag. Even Noelle knew as much.
Just… just act like Kris and Susie.
“Zelda,” Noelle stated, sounding rather sharp. So sharp, in fact, that she’d even managed to catch herself off guard by the brisk nature of her tone.
It seemed that Zelda felt the same way, looking up in shock. “Yes… ma’am?”
Run with it, this is working.
“Zelda,” Noelle continued. “Stop trying to hide that pathetic little thing from me. I want to see what I’ll be playing with today.”
The bluejay’s face brightened and Noelle’s heart soared. It did her confidence good to see her friend get hot under the collar.
Zelda didn’t decline or reject Noelle’s offer but instead went through with it. Without even an ounce of hinderance, she lifted her dress just a little and exposed her crotch fully.
The pervert wasn’t wearing anything underneath, being utterly naked except for the little accessory around her pride. It looked so pretty, sparkling in the light of the room. It was a cage made of a stainless-steel which totally constrained the pointed hen that Zelda had lingering underneath. The poor organ had hardened, filling its tight confines fully. A bead of something perverse leaked from the very tip, making her shuffle in her seat as it drained downwards.
Noelle smirked. “Adorable.” She reached out and rested a finger against the tip of it, tapping it in a rhythmic pattern. “How often does he let you out?”
“Not often enough,” Zelda whined.
Noelle hummed and moved her finger, holding it against the bead of wetness and collecting it upon her fingertip. “Has he let you out yet?”
“He says that I’m allowed one orgasm a week,” Zelda murmured. “Any more than that and I’ll become cumbrained.”
“I get the feeling that you like that though,” Noelle teased.
Zelda shivered and looked away. This was a tell if Noelle had ever seen one.
Noelle drew her finger back and popped it between her lips, sampling Zelda’s essence. It was thin but salty, a perfect little treat to enjoy.
“In fact, I bet you secretly think once a week is far too much,” Noelle went on, reaching down and cupping Zelda’s cage. She stroked it within the palm of her hand, offering what little stimulation that she could with this metal barrier between them. “I know girls like you and honestly you can’t be trusted to properly appreciate even one orgasm a week. That’s still fifty-two a year!” She shook her head and looked Zelda directly in the eye. “That’s far too many of them!”
“Noelle!” Zelda yelped.
Noelle smirked. “Personally, I’d ween you down to even fewer than that…” She smirked as she noticed Zelda throbbing at the comment. Her poor organ was so hard, leaking all over Noelle’s palm. “A good girl should be allowed to have exactly one orgasm a month. And that’s only if she’s good.”
Oh, this had clearly hit the mark, making Zelda’s cheek brighten to an even more lovely shade of red.
“In fact, I think eleven of those orgasms should be ruined.” Noelle still wasn’t sure what that was even supposed to mean but she had a feeling Zelda would like it. “And the twelfth should be reserved exclusively for their birthday.”
Zelda whined, shuddering at the fantasy. “How are you so good at this?”
Noelle drew her hand back and looked at it, appreciating the way Zelda’s abundant lust had soaked into her fur. “Well, I’ve been having hot BDSM sex for the last six months with both of my partners. You uh…” She scoffed, shaking her hand to get rid of some of the abundant moisture which clung to it. Though there was still plenty left behind. “You learn to pick up a thing or two when you’re in that sort of dynamic, you know?”
She then held out her hand right in front of Zelda’s face. The bird looked confused by this display.
So, Noelle lifted a brow, motioning through the air with her fouled fingers. It seemed that Zelda finally understood as she leaned forwards and licked Noelle’s palm, doing her best to clean up the sinful amount of pre that she’d left behind.
“But since your Master doesn’t want you to cum, I guess I need to figure out how I want to use you instead,” Noelle teased. She pushed herself up and got off of the couch, stretching her body taut as she did so. “I’m going to get some supplies.”
Before she departed, she scooped up her cellphone, returning to her bedroom with it. Once inside, she frantically turned it on, going over to one of her messaging apps.
Noelle: “Susie! Kris!”
A second went by and there wasn’t a response.
Noelle swallowed a lump in her throat and went over to her toy chest, popping it open and spotting a leash sitting atop everything. A good start. Even she knew that much.
A sharp ping suddenly came from her phone, drawing her attention back towards it.
Susie: “What’s up?”
Noelle: “Me and Zelda are fucking.”
Susie: “Cute.”
Noelle “And I’m domming her.”
Susie: “…”
Susie: “I’d pay to see this.”
Kris is Typing
Kris: “Now, now, have some faith in our little doe. I’m sure she’s simply texting us to brag about what a good job she’s doing. Isn’t that right, pet?”
God-fucking-damnit Kris. Their response was enough to make Noelle sigh, shaking her head.
Noelle: “I might be open to taking a few pointers from you guys.”
Kris: “Is she in chastity?”
Noelle: “Yeah…”
Susie: “Ha! Figured.”
Kris: “Tease her about that.”
Susie: “And use a leash. Just pretend that you’re me and that I’m yanking yours.”
The mental image made Noelle flush, shivering as she really thought about it.
“Noelle?” Zelda called. “Is everything okay?”
“Yeah!” Noelle called back, biting her lip. “Just having a little trouble finding what I’m looking for is all.”
Kris: “Just act tough and she’ll cave. Hell, get her to eat you out, that way she’ll be too busy doing that to sass you or be brat or anything.”
Noelle: “Wait, is that why you like it when I give you oral?”
Kris is Typing
Nothing
Kris is Typing
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Susie: “LMAO! Caught red-handed, freak.”
Kris: “Got to go and focus on this group project!”
Susie: “Sureeeee!”
A second went by.
Susie: “But for real, I need to focus on work too. Love you lots, babe! I’m sure that you’re going to kill it. So, don’t worry.”
Noelle: “Love you too”
Kris: “Love you, little doe.”
Noelle: “Love you as well.”
With that both of their icons turned grey, leaving Noelle alone with nothing but a leash in her hand. Well, not entirely alone. She still had a girl to take care of, waiting patiently for her back in the living room.
She pushed herself off of the bed and returned to the other room, twirling the buckle of her leash through the air as she approached. Just act confident. That was her main takeaway from the brief conversation she’d just had with her partners.
“Sorry,” Noelle stated. “Seems that Kris had misplaced our leash since the last time we did stuff together.”
Zelda looked at it, seeming mesmerized as the shiny buckle swirled around again and again, cutting through the air like a wrecking ball. She seemed eager enough which did a little good for Noelle’s confidence, getting her to go along with what she had planned.
Noelle brought the leash to a stop and dangled it from one of her hands, letting the buckle hang at about knee level. “Pets aren’t allowed on the furniture, songbird.”
Oh, that was a Susie line if she’d ever heard one. That was good, really good.
Zelda flushed and quickly nodded. She got up without comment, taking an experimental step towards her. Yet, she seemed to think better as she settled onto her hands and knees instead, crawling over to Noelle.
There was a lovely shade of red which had taken root within her cheeks. It was honestly adorable to see her get like this.
Once Zelda was in front of Noelle, she then sat up straight, obediently resting her hands within her lap. “Like this…” She swallowed a lump in her throat. “Mistress.”
Mistress…
Oh, that was a powerful phrase. It nearly made Noelle forget the fact that she was also wearing a collar, only being a mere step above Zelda in terms of authority. Still, she’d take full advantage of that mere step.
Noelle reached down and unlatched the lead, clipping it to the ring on the front of Zelda’s collar. As it snapped into place, she noticed that Zelda shuddered, sucking in an errant little breath.
“Good songbird,” Noelle teased.
She yanked upon the leash, making Zelda stumble forward. Yet, having Zelda on her hands and knees wasn’t submissive enough for her liking. So, she lifted a hoof and stepped down upon the lead, forcing it to the ground. This brought Zelda’s face along with it, making her prostrate at Noelle’s hooves, looking even more lowly than before.
In that moment, Noelle understood why her partners found this kind of control so exhilarating. There was just something powerful about having another monster literally grovelling before you. It filled Noelle with a healthy amount of confidence, getting her to smile with a domineering glee.
Yet, she couldn’t just keep her foot there forever.
So, once she was sure that she had made her point, she pulled her foot away and placed it gingerly upon the ground. Instead, she tugged upon the leash, using it to pull Zelda over to the couch as she took a seat upon it.
As she settled down, she then patted the spot next to herself. “Up.”
Zelda paused and looked at the spot and then up at Noelle, looking more than a little confused. “But you said that…”
Noelle scoffed. “Did I stutter?”
Zelda swallowed a lump in her throat and obeyed, clambering upon the sofa without any further complaint. She shivered as Noelle reached out and cupped her cheeks, stroking her feathered complexion with a thumb. It was a little adorable, watching her beam at this affection. It actually managed to soften Noelle’s heart by a good measure.
That was the kind of adorable expression which could derail any Dom, let alone a submissive like herself. As such, she would have to learn this technique for herself.
Noelle looked at the bird for a good long moment, smiling warmly as she did so. She leaned forwards and kissed her upon the beak. The gesture was meant to be affectionate but she could already feel a certain hunger starting to build inside of her, filling her stomach with a pleasured warmth. She wanted to ravish this stupid little twink so badly.
Oh, how badly she wanted to do so…
Without warning, she clambered over top of Zelda and mounted her lap, straddling it and forcing the bluejay back into the soft embrace of the sofa. She then dove forwards and pressed her lips against Zelda’s own, melding her lips together with her companion’s solid beak. It was an awkward kiss but one nonetheless. Soon, both of their mouths parted and two tongues ventured forth, traversing the no man’s land between them.
Zelda let out a thin moan as Noelle began to rock against her lap, grinding her body against the cage that lingered under that dress.
Noelle could feel her frustration channeled into her mouth, picking up all of the little groans and moans that she made. Her pleasure built further as she felt Zelda instinctively grind back against her as if trying to hump her with that caged little bird.
The kiss lasted for a few long moments with their tongues hungrily moving around one another, dancing with a euphoric and hungry glee. Noelle ensured that she felt it for as long as she liked, using her body weight in order to hold her friend in place.
Yet, even she had her limits as she eventually drew back, panting desperately for breath as she did so. A heavy strand of saliva hung between them, just looking for an excuse to severe and fall.
There was a look of utter awe in Zelda’s eyes. It was adorable to see the way that her expression was contorted, her brow furrowed with frustration that looked at odds with the playfulness that seemed to dance across her eyes.
“Please,” Zelda whined.
Noelle smirked. “Please what?”
“I want to…” Zelda began, shivering. She reached up and gripped Noelle, holding her tight. “I want to cum.”
“I thought your Master was against that idea,” Noelle teased, winking at her. “Are you really going to go against a direct order?”
Zelda could only whine at this, sounding like a petulant little child. It was actually pretty adorable, all things considered, only feeding Noelle’s desire to further twist the knife.
Noelle drew away and got off of Zelda’s lap, grasping her leash instead. She tugged upon it, jerking Zelda ever so slightly forwards, out of her seat. It seemed that the bird got the hint as she slipped off of the couch and settled back down onto her knees before it, looking up at Noelle with what could only be described as utter devotion in her eyes.
“Though I suppose I might be willing to let you fuck me,” Noelle said.
She turned and started on her way towards her bedroom, still holding onto that leash as she did so. Zelda obediently followed, crawling along after her.
It wasn’t a particularly far journey and they were soon inside of her bedroom. At which point Noelle let go of the leash and instead reached for the bottom of her shirt, lifting it off over top of her head. Underneath was absolutely nothing as she had opted to go without a bra tonight.
Zelda just watched her. A little bit of red had entered her cheeks. She seemed apprehensive, shivering slightly.
Before Noelle dealt with her skirt, she snapped her fingers together. “I expect you to be naked too, songbird.”
This seemed to be enough to finally stir Zelda into action. She yanked at her dress and pulled it off in one clumsy motion. Underneath was an adorable bra which she was quick to get rid of as well. All in all, she had a fantastic body, lithe and well-trimmed with a pair of puffy triangle breasts.
Noelle got started on her lower half, dealing with her skirt. It wasn’t long before she was utterly naked, as bare as the day she’d been born.
Zelda couldn’t help but gawk at Noelle’s lower half, witnessing the wetness which had already started to form upon her lips. It looked appetizing and Noelle decided to indulge her, running a pair of fingers along the length of her folds before holding them out before her friend’s face. They were so damp with arousal.
Zelda took the hint, leaning in and taking them into her beak, licking them clean. All the while she looked up and held eye contact. She looked oh so submissive in this moment.
“Good girl,” Noelle teased. She let those digits remain for a bit before she pulled them out and wiped them off upon her thigh instead. At which point, she made a show of looking towards her toy chest, getting an idea. “Would you like to fuck me?”
Zelda shivered but nodded, looking so eager. “Y-yes.”
“Are you willing to forsake an order from your Master in order to do it?” Noelle then asked.
Zelda whined but nodded once again, being such a horny little thing. This was a mistake, a big one. Even though Noelle had never met her Dom, she knew to respect the authority of a figure like that. As such, it was her duty to punish Zelda accordingly in his absence.
Noelle went over to the toy chest and hummed as she rummaged around inside of it. It took a moment to locate what she was looking for as she spotted a strap-on harness with a mighty dragon cock attached to it. Maybe it wasn’t the most accurate equivalent of Zelda’s real anatomy but it was probably far more pleasurable than what she was currently equipped with.
As Noelle turned around, she hung the strap off a pair of her fingers, letting it swing back and forth like a pendulum.
“No,” Zelda whispered, her eyes wide with betrayal.
“Yes,” Noelle replied, winking at her.
“Noelle!” Zelda whined, looking like the most pathetic creature alive in this moment. “Why are you doing this to me?”
“I’m doing this because one of us needs to respect your Master’s instructions,” Noelle teased, coming over and firmly jabbing Zelda’s forehead with a finger. “And if you’re not going to do it then I guess that means that I need to take care of it for you.”
With that, she dropped the harness into Zelda’s lap. The silicon landed with a decent meaty thud, making Zelda flinch and suck in an errant breath. The two of them lingered like that, left in the midst of an impasse.
Noelle didn’t linger for too long as she made her way towards the bed, plopping down upon the edge of it. Her attention was on Zelda’s face, intrigued by what exactly she intended to do with this new information.
Would she be a good girl or would she bite back?
Zelda looked perplexed, troubled by this development. She looked at Noelle and then down at the strap-on before looking back up at Noelle once again. In the end, she got up and was a good little songbird, slipping the harness on top of her lower half.
Her submission was almost delicious, making Noelle shiver with glee. This was so much easier than she had anticipated.
Zelda huffed and started to tighten the harness’ various straps, affixing it to her lower half. It fit just right, easily covering her cage and replacing it with something that looked far more impressive.
“You suck,” she grumbled.
Noelle beamed. “Oh, I’m aware.” She then laid back and sprawled out upon the bed, gesturing for Zelda to come over with a single finger. “Now be a good toy and take care of your Mistress.” She purred. “It’s been literal hours since I last got off.”
“Hours?” Zelda asked, narrowing her gaze. She huffed at this claim. “I couldn’t imagine how terrible that must be for you.”
“Pretty terrible. It’s why I don’t have any rules telling me whether I’m allowed to cum or not,” Noelle teased.
Zelda cocked a brow and pondered this. Though as she did so, a cruel little smile soon crossed her lips, looking rather devilish. “You know… that gives me an idea.”
Noelle frowned. “Oh?”
“Maybe I’ll text Kris after this and whisper a little something into their ear,” Zelda chided, batting her lashes.
“Whisper away,” Noelle teased, winking right on back at her. “I know they would never do something like that to me.” She then gestured for Zelda to come over, once again, ushering her forward a bit more adamantly this time around. “Now stop wasting my time. I’m soaked and I need some help taking care of it.”
Zelda came over, looking like an absolute brat as she folded her arms in front of her chest. Her leash dangled from her collar and Noelle reached out, grasping it and using it to pull her even closer.
At the very least, it seemed that Zelda wouldn’t be acting totally maliciously tonight. She leaned forwards under the strain of the lead and braced her hands on either side of Noelle’s body. Carefully, she lined up the speared tip of her faux erection with Noelle’s pussy, rubbing against her lips with the tip of it.
Noelle bit her lip. “Good songbird.”
Zelda eased forwards, tenting her brow as she did so. It took a moment but she soon pressed inside, nice and slow. Her initial progress was halting, sluggish, only managing to inch forwards at a lethargic pace. Yet, the penetration felt divine, emanating a form of power which Noelle was starting to find addictive. It didn’t help that Zelda looked so woefully frustrated about being in this sort of position, whining all the while.
“If I do good, will you let me out of this stupid cage,” Zelda groaned.
Noelle hummed. “I doubt it but maybe I’ll let you lick me clean afterwards. That’s just as good, right?”
Zelda flushed as she looked off the side. “You’re dangerously good at this, Holiday.”
“I try,” Noelle teased, grinning up at her. A thin moan escaped as Zelda pushed forwards, a little more abruptly than before. At this point, the bluejay managed to use about half of her erection, sawing it back and forth inside of her. The firm material rubbed against all sorts of sensitive little places. It seemed that every motion managed to delve a little deeper than the last, finding all kinds of new nerves to grind against and stimulate. “I have some excellent teachers who are very good at this type of stuff.”
Zelda nodded and said nothing more. Instead, she braced herself and began to piston, pumping her hips long and deep. She was now working her entire erection inside, pressing harder and harder with each successive motion that she took.
“Fuck,” Noelle moaned, closing her eyes. “Harder, please.”
Zelda nodded and reinforced her grip, holding onto the bed for dear life. She now undertook a sprint, pounding away, hammering into her with every single motion. These thrusts were strong enough that Noelle was rocked back with every single one of them, her body bouncing along.
It was surprising how adept Zelda actually was at this, making Noelle wonder if she had done something like this before. Though it grew woefully hard to focus on this question as the clapping of hips started to grow more frequent, a drumbeat which was downright seductive.
Any bickering or unease on Zelda’s part was quick to leave as she instead focused on the mission at hand. Her tempo was almost mechanical, precise as she started to really delve into Noelle. She even reached down and rested a pair of fingers against her clit, firmly grinding into this tender little button.
Noelle made an adorable little mew sound which seemed to make Zelda look downright proud of herself. It also resulted in the bird further toying with this little accessory, stroking it again and again, pressing rather firmly into it.
It was a divine treatment, managing to tingle at a sinful little voice which lingered at the very back of Noelle’s brain. She could feel a warmth inside of her loins which was rapidly spreading throughout her entire body. There was a nucellus at her core which promptly caught, turning into a proper flame. The heat grew hotter and hotter, applying a strong sinful pressure to the very depths of her core.
Zelda dipped forwards and nipped at Noelle’s neck, peppering her coat with little pecking kisses. Not the most traditional form of affection but it was an attempt and Noelle appreciated it regardless.
Noelle drew her free hand away from the bed and instead hooked its arm around Zelda’s neck, holding onto her for dear life. The position was a little awkward but her submissive still managed to thrust into her, pumping her strap with an almost feral dedication.
Zelda gasped and hilted inside of her, managing to finally work her way all the way to the very base of her faux erection. The entire length was impressive, even more so when you included the generous knot which lingered near the very base of it.
Noelle had learned to handle it with time but even she was left in awe as she now felt the entire thing inside of her. It sunk into place with a satisfying pop and an adjoining squelch of fluids.
Zelda pulled back and once more braced herself, leering down at Noelle as she did so. There was a thin smile upon her beak as she started to draw back, nice and slow. She was taking her time, ensuring that Noelle could feel every single inch as it started to ease out of her hole.
“I think you’re starting to lose your authority here, Holiday,” she teased.
Noelle groaned and reached for the leash, tugging upon it. “I’m just going easy on you, songbird.”
Zelda scoffed and glared at her. “We’ll see about that.”
It seemed that the training wheels were now off as Zelda began to pump forwards, managing to dick Noelle even harder than before. She slammed her strap into her again and again, adopting a downright hurried pace at this point. The sensation was utterly euphoric, warm, and blissful as it toyed with the back of Noelle’s mind.
The sounds of sex became heavy upon the air, filling the room with a choir of crude notes and orgasmic groans. It was joined by some equally sinful smells as the heavy scent of sex seemed to fill the very room itself.
“Fuck,” Noelle groaned, using her free hand to grip the sheets. Her back was now completely arched, lifting away from the bed below. “C-close.” She groaned as Zelda once more brushed against her clit, grinding her fingertips even more firmly against it. “Don’t you dare stop.”
“I wouldn’t dream of it, dearest Noelle,” Zelda teased, winking at her. “Unlike you, I’m not a cruel bitch who takes pride in-”
Noelle tugged upon Zelda’s leash, yanking her forwards and pulling her into yet another kiss. It was awkward, as always. Yet, it was successful in shutting her up, smothering her complaint before it could actually be made.
Zelda’s pace tarried, just a little. Yet, she still managed to pump forcefully into Noelle, seeming to push herself towards the finish line.
The fire inside Noelle’s core was now so hot, unrestrained in its intensity. It grew hotter and hotter with each successive thrust seeming to add even more kindling to the flames.
It wasn’t long before it proved more than enough to finally sate Noelle, quickly tipping her over the edge and sending her crashing into the depths of euphoria. Noelle cried out, throwing her arms around Zelda and holding her tight.
Her orgasm came quickly and it came hard with her lips cradling the silicon as she gushed against it. She drew away from the kiss and instead buried herself into the crook of Zelda’s neck, firmly kissing it and then suckling rather roughly. This would surely leave one hell of a welt lingering behind.
Zelda gasped at the sensation, tensing against Noelle as she did so.
Noelle’s euphoria lasted for a few long seconds, seeming like it would never taper in its intensity. Yet, there was a saying about all good things and how they would have to reach their inevitable end at some point.
“Angel,” Zelda breathed, her chest rising and falling slowly.
Noelle nodded in agreement, not trusting her capacity for words at this moment. She tried to speak but could feel her thoughts smashing together in an almost jumbled mess. It was hard to pick out anything coherent from amongst the chaotic mess.
Slowly, Zelda started to draw back, easing her hearty erection out of Noelle. It came free with an audible squelch, hanging in the middle of the air with an abundant shroud of arousal coating it. The juices were heavy, draining down the faux shaft and dripping onto the bedding below.
“Good girl,” Noelle finally whispered.
Zelda rolled over and flopped onto the sheets, face first, burying herself into the pillows. The two of them lingered like that, collecting themselves. Recovery was slow to come about but bit-by-bit Noelle’s breathing stabilized and her heart started to settle, returning to a somewhat resting rate.
She looked at Zelda and smiled at her, reaching out and stroking her side. “You look pretty cute, songbird.”
Zelda flushed and looked over as well. “So do you.”
Noelle moved her hand back over to the leash, carefully tracing her fingers along the material of it. She saw that Zelda’s gaze followed her hand with her eyes growing half-lidded as the two of them once again made eye contact. It was like the mere act of teasing her had somehow pushed her right back into depths of subspace.
“How are you feeling?” Noelle asked.
Zelda hummed. “Well, I’m still a little cramped inside of this cage?” She wiggled her hips from side to side as if trying to flaunt her adorable little accessory. Not that something that spectacular needed flaunting in the first place. “And I wouldn’t mind getting off.”
“Even though your Master told you no?” Noelle teased.
Zelda closed her eyes and clenched her beak, looking perplexed by this question. “I don’t know,” she finally admitted. “All I know is that I really want to get off.”
Noelle looked her over and then something clicked. If Zelda really wanted to get off so bad then maybe Noelle could play ball. After all, it’s not like she really even knew her Master. Maybe they were just being a bully and needlessly mean to Zelda.
How would Susie and Kris react if you broke one of their rules?
That was different!
Or at least, that’s what she told herself.
Well… there was one option that she could take. The best of both worlds. At least, in terms of letting Zelda cum while ensuring her Master wouldn’t be too peeved by her rebellion. Hell, he’d probably even thank Noelle for it.
And it was that path which Noelle settled upon.
She reached out and started to fiddle with the straps on Zelda’s harness, loosening them, one after another. They came undone soon enough and the faux erection fell away from Zelda’s pelvis, flopping onto the bed and further staining the sheets.
It would seem that there was a load of laundry lingering in Noelle’s immediate future.
Zelda seemed so hopeful as she looked at Noelle.
“Where’s your key?” Noelle asked.
Zelda grinned and sprung to her feet with surprising vitality, slipping out of her harness fully as she stepped away. “Give me one second!”
She was gone before Noelle could even say anything, slipping out of the bedroom and heading back into the living room outside. Noelle could hear her rifling around amongst her bags, taking a few moments before making an excited little chirping sound as she came back into the room.
There was a literal golden key now pinched between her feathered fingers, glimmering in the light of the room.
As Zelda approached, Noelle took the chance to appraise the locked-up organ, seeing the red erection straining so pitifully against the steel. There were now a few additional heavy beads of moisture which descended from the very tip of the bluejay’s erection and oozed forth, dripping through the gaps in the cage and falling onto the floor below.
It almost felt like it was a mercy to let her out, like it was medically necessary at this point.
So, Noelle reached out and took the key from her, carefully cupping her cage as she did so. It was so hot to the touch, the steel slick with her arousal. She put the key into the lock and turned, snapping it open and then pulling it away.
Thin strands of lust came back with it and briefly linked her to Zelda, expanding outwards for several inches before severing against the tension and falling onto the floor below. Noelle carefully placed the cage upon the bed and then eased the ring off as well, completely exposing Zelda to the naked air of the room.
“Fuck,” Zelda whined.
Noelle smirked and touched a finger to the very tip of her Zelda’s erection, slowly drawing it down her length. She was so hard, painfully erect. A part of Noelle wanted to be a goblin and tease Zelda but she had a feeling that such things wouldn’t let her friend last for too long in this current state.
Instead, she tilted her snout towards one of the dressers in the room. “Do you mind grabbing my Hitachi? It’s in the top drawer.”
Zelda nodded, looking so eager as she made her way over to the dresser. She opened the top drawer and reached inside, grabbing the white magic wand from within.
“Really hope this thing still has a charge,” Noelle teased, taking it from Zelda. She flicked the switch on it and it immediately started to rumble. Even better, there was no little red light telling her that it was about to die on them. “Oh hey, would you look at that?”
While Zelda stood there, Noelle placed a hand upon the back of her neck, using it to hold her steady. She then reached out with the wand and held the vibrating tip against the side of her friend’s erection.
“Tell me when you’re close,” Noelle warned. “I want to know.”
Zelda grinned sheepishly. “Yes, Mistress.”
Mistress. Oh… oh no… why did that title sound so fitting?
Mistress…
Noelle could get used to being called that.
“You’re such a good little bird,” Noelle teased, drawing the wand back, just a little. She removed her hand from the back of Zelda’s neck and instead shifted down her body, positioning herself directly next to her friend’s erection. She gave it a playful little kiss, directly to the side of it. The bluejay’s thin pre was absolutely delicious, being a perfectly delectable treat. “You know that, right?”
Zelda whined.
“In fact, I can see why your Master likes to keep you locked up like this,” Noelle went on. “You become so much more obedient when you’re in this cage.” She scoffed and replaced her lips with the wand, sending a fresh burst of vibrations directly into Zelda’s anatomy. “Thankfully, I’m a little nicer to you than he is.”
She turned up the wand another degree, sending a more intense stimulation directly into Zelda’s erection. It was enough to tear a euphoric little chirping noise free from between her lips. She sounded so adorable right now, desperate and utterly at Noelle’s mercy.
“Sing for me,” Noelle whispered.
And Zelda did, gasping and groaning with vigour. She seemed to be enjoying herself immensely. Which was kind of a shame.
After all, Noelle had something else in mind.
“C-close,” Zelda whined.
Noelle nodded and focused on that little red bird, watching the way that it twitched and leaked all over the place. It was similar to Kris’ anatomy but also very different in its own way. Yet, there were tells that she had learned from Kris and were just as applicable to Zelda.
Any second…
Any second now.
Zelda gasped and her cock twitched more violently than it had at any other point this evening.
And that was Noelle’s cue as she ripped the magic wand away, abandoning Zelda’s cock at the very last second.
“No!” Zelda gasped.
But it was too late. For a moment, her cock lingered there, hard as a rock. Then it feebly shuddered as an especially heavy bead of arousal belched forth from the tip, draining down and then falling onto the bedding below. It was a pathetic thing to watch, so pitiful and weak.
Zelda’s eyes were wild, unfocused, and more than a little crazed. Her chest rose and fell sharply. She looked down at her cock and then whined, sounding so shrill as she balled her hands into fists and proceeded to glare at Noelle.
“I thought you didn’t know how to ruin an orgasm?” she huffed.
Noelle grinned, batting her lashes. “I’m a quick learner.”
“Well, I wish that you would’ve learned slower,” Zelda grumbled. “You’re taking after Kris.”
Noelle didn’t like Zelda’s attitude. So, she reached out and grabbed her leash, pulling down and forcing her onto her knees. Zelda yelped but had no choice but to obey, kneeling before her Mistress. The look in her eyes shifted from disappointment to pure submission in quick order. It was honestly a very satisfying look to witness, especially compared to her prior brattiness.
“Clean up your mess,” Noelle instructed, channeling her inner Susie and trying to sound as gruff as possible.
Zelda looked at the wet spot on the edge of the bed. It seemed like she might decline but enough of her obedience remained that she soon leaned forwards and lapped at this little spot, cleaning it up with her tongue. It was adorable to see the feathers on the back of her neck stand on edge.
“Tell me what it feels like,” Noelle instructed, humming. “The ruined orgasm, I mean.”
Zelda whined. “It sucks.”
“Sucks how?” Noelle asked as she smirked at her friend. “You need to be descriptive, songbird.”
Zelda froze, going silent as she obviously thought about what to say. It was adorable to see the shift in her emotions as frustration and desperation battled for dominance within the fringes of her complexion. “It still feels like I didn’t cum even though I did.” She worked her jaw. “Like I still have that feeling of being on the edge of orgasming but no way of actually getting rid of that sensation. So, like, it’s really frustrating to deal with.” She looked up and whimpered. “Does that make any sense to you?”
Not really.
Noelle smirked. “And do you know why you’re feeling that?”
“Why?” Zelda groaned.
“Because your Master told you not to get off tonight and you decided to try and use me in order to disobey him,” Noelle chided, sticking out her tongue. “I know I just dommed you but I’m usually a sub. So, I know that a Dom’s word is law. As such, it was very naughty of you to try and get around that using me.”
“Narc,” Zelda replied.
Noelle gasped and reached for her phone. “What’s your Dom’s phone number? I’m texting him that you just said that.”
“Like I’m giving that sort of information to a narc,” Zelda replied, snickering as she crawled onto the bed. As Noelle didn’t stop her, she laid down upon it. “They don’t want to talk to a snitch like you, Holiday. ACAB includes keyholders.”
“I’m not a narc,” Noelle whined.
Zelda snickered. “Massive narc.” She sprawled out upon the bed and propped up her head with a feathered hand. It would seem that her frustration was quick to fade as it had been almost entirely replaced with a coy smile at this point. “Want to snuggle?”
Noelle looked at her and hummed, nodding resolutely. “I suppose we could snuggle. But after that I’m getting your Dom’s phone number.”
“You’ll have to pry it from my cold dead hands, Holiday,” Zelda replied, snickering.
Noelle scrunched her nose but still laid down, rolling over to face Zelda. At the very least, she was going to be the big spoon today. An offer which Zelda seemed more than willing to accept as she rolled away from Noelle and slid back into her embrace.
As they settled into place, Noelle bit her lip. “Hey Zelda.”
“Yeah?” Zelda replied.
“I wasn’t too mean, was I?” Noelle asked.
“Huh?” Zelda asked in turn.
Noelle bit her lip. “I was just worried that I came across as too mean by… you know… ruining your orgasm.”
Zelda scoffed. “Noelle, while I am a little disappointed that I was not allowed a proper orgasm, I can assure you that you were well within your right to do so.” A small dusting of red coloured her cheeks. “In fact, I actually found it quite hot, if I’m being completely honest.”
“Hell yeah,” Noelle said.
She stroked Zelda’s side, leaning forward in order to kiss the back of her neck.
Zelda only sighed in response.
“What’s up?” Noelle asked.
Zelda shuffled in her seat. “I don’t want to work on our project.”
Noelle snickered. “Five more minutes of aftercare and then we have to get to it. We’ve been putting this thing off for ages now. Plus, let’s be honest, all we really need to do is give it one or two more practice runs. It’s barely any work at all.”
“I know, I know,” Zelda murmured. “I’m just feeling lazy.”
Noelle gasped. “You’re feeling lazy about school? What did you do with the real Zelda?”
“I got her a sex life and decided there were more important things to worry about than getting straight As,” Zelda teased, reaching out and cupping Noelle’s hand within her own.
“Fair, fair,” Noelle replied, shaking her head. “It’s not too much work.”
“Barely an hour,” Zelda told herself. “Hell, it’s probably even less than that.”
“We should probably get to it,” Noelle groaned.
“Yeah, we really should,” Zelda replied, sighing. “Do you just want to get this over with now?”
Noelle nodded.
Reluctantly, the two of them started to peel away from one another, slowly getting off of bed and to their feet.
“Thanks for that, by the way,” Zelda said as she stretched her body taut, popping an especially stiff joint.
Noelle perked up. “Pardon?”
“For making sure that I obeyed my rules,” Zelda replied. “It’s appreciated.”
Noelle scoffed. “Well, someone has to make sure you’re behaving yourself.”
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