When It Rains

Jessica loved this part. She loved the whole thing, but this part in particular. Jessica had more than ample time to feel Kaede out, to get to know every crevice of her small yet beautiful body. And now the pink haired girl would get to know her, in the most intimate way. Kaede had learned of her tight muscles, both by being punished by them and worshipping them, and now Kaede would come to know her femininity.

The Violent Violet was a woman, unabashedly. She almost never displayed her feminine side, but here she was 100% woman. The pink haired girl was cautious at first, planting butterfly kisses and probing her sex. But then she started going all in. Tingles of raw erotic pleasure shot up Jessica's spine, and she bit her lip and turned her head to the side. She could not keep her eyes open even if she wanted to, and her breathing became ragged and arhythmic.

Her captive had done this before. She had to have, as she was clearly skilled in the arts of Venus. Jessica's legs began to quiver, and they would have knocked together save for the talented woman between them. Soon, her low moans filled the room, punctuated by hot and heavy breathing.

The Violent Violet felt herself getting closer and closer, and she knew the dam was going to burst sooner than she anticipated. She grabbed the back of Kaede's head, and forced her closer to her sex. The muscles in her stomach spasmed, and she let out a quick yelp, eager to feel the climax that was quickly coming on.

Kaede wouldn’t say that Jessica looked like a man - at least, not to her face, or without ten miles and a thick barricade between them - but she certainly had a beast of body, rife with muscles, thick and strong all over. A living monument to female power.

So, with that image locked in her head, it was hard for Kaede to imagine this woman mewling like a prom-night princess. But, nonetheless, there she was, making a lewd noise, her body running away with her. Even though she couldn’t see much from this position, just hearing the sound of Jessica’s rapture was a treat. Knowing that she was the one making it happen.

It made her feel like she was in control, though the reality didn’t quite come close to that. If she’d had delusions on that, they would’ve been shattered when Jessica palmed her skull and drove it deep into her sex.

Kaede moaned, both in surprise and delight, as she was thrust into the folds. Suddenly, Jessica was everywhere, dominating every sense, the idea only drove her wilder. Knowing that her captor was nearing a climax, Kaede wanted to hurl her over the cliff instead of gently pushing, and she drove away with a feverish fervor, lapping away her tongue, clenching Jessica’s thighs with her fingers to keep herself steady.

All the while, she close her eyes, knowing she probably wouldn’t want them open for what came next…

Jessica's heels dug into the carpet floor below her. She was aware of it, but she was certainly not in control of it. Sometimes, she was shrewd, calculating, and totally under the influence of her mind. But the strong fighter woman had long been lost, and now she was going to let her body take over. And the takeover was complete, and merciless. Jessica's breaths became stunted and wild, and her strong hands gripped the sheets as if that was the only thing saving her from oblivion. Her purple hair hung in front of her face, but there was no way in hell Jessica could ever notice it.

The night had taken her, hook line and sinker, and Jessica was going to run with it as long as she possibly could. Kaede was going at her with a better pace now, something that Jessica could truly appreciate, and the Violent Violet was lapping it up. Her stomach convulsed, and that was immediately followed by her legs tensing up. The dam was going to break, and it was going to break very soon.

And then Jessica reached the climax of erotic pleasure. Wave after wave of the orgasm crashed into her and Jessica's mind went totally blank. It was as if every fiber in every muscle of her body seized and then released over and over, and Jessica was done for. She fell back onto the bed, still in the dying throes of the climax. Her leg twitched a bit and her arms were spread out wide.

It was an amazing sight. The kind of thing that few people got to watch in their lifetimes, like a rare comic streaking across the sky or a volcanic eruption.

There Kaede kneeled, in between legs that could’ve closed in and knocked her out in seconds, in front of the most hardened abs she’d ever seen outside of a muscle magazine. She watched as they surged and grew about her, a testament to the raw power within, heights that Kaede herself wasn’t likely to even reaching. She could hear the telltale signs from Jessica, the sure sign of what was coming. She could feel the heat radiating from the amazon’s sex, and then...then…

Moments later and Jessica was on her back, coming down from the high as a much wetter Kaede waited between her legs. The pink punkette took the time to lick and clean off her face with the bedsheets, as the silence reigned over the room.

With no immediate orders coming her way, Kaede decided to just do what she felt like doing. She leaned over and planted a few kisses on Jessica’s thigh, just loving the feel of the flesh against her. Couldn’t be better.

Jessica was still trying to recuperate. The orgasm had drained her, in more ways than one, and the Violent Violet had all night to recover from the affairs of the evening. A few soft kisses on her thigh made her shiver a bit, and Jessica's ample chest rose up and down over and over. Her deep purple eyes were closed now, and Jessica felt no particular desire to open them. For the most part, Jessica wanted to rest.

But a small part of her was wide awake, and wanted to punish Kaede some more. They had gotten through the sexy parts, so now the pain would come. It took Jessica a hot second to sit up, but sit up she did. The Violent Violet was looking at Kaede intently, wondering what sort of punishment the pink-haired girl would have to suffer through. Kaede had already been pretty well humiliated, so that was out.

Which left only pain. Jessica stood up, her sex only a few inches in front of Kaede's face. The climax had been heavenly, but no good deed goes unpunished. She grabbed Kaede's hair once more and then threw her face first onto the bed. Despite all the activities of the night, Jessica still had a ton of strength left in her. That was why she was one of the most feared wrestlers in the league.

Jessica smacked Kaede's rear. "Stay there, will ya?" The Violent Violet then began digging in her nightstand before pulling out a length of rope, and a whip. She did not want to jump straight into it, as she wanted Kaede to see it, and consider her fate first.

It wasn’t too long before the giant awoke once more. Kaede jumped as Jessica rose, but really, she shouldn’t have been surprised. Jessica’s hunger seemed to be infinite, and she got the distinct impression that they weren’t nearly done.

That impression was confirmed when Jessica grabbed a shrieking Kaede and tossed her on the bed, giving her a quick slap on the ass that left it jiggling for a few moments. She started to turn around, but the Violet’s words pushing her flat again. She didn’t dare move. Not here. Not now.

Though, she did turn her head, curious to see what Jessica was playing with. She wasn’t sure she liked the answer.

”Wait, ropes? Her voice was tense and worried, like a child who knew a spanking was coming. ”What are you…” Kaede coughed. ”What are you doing with that?”

Jessica ran the material over her hand. It was nice and coarse, and if it stayed on anyone too long it was sure to leave a nasty bruise. Luckily, Jessica was just the sort of person to get in and out, in a hurry. So Kaede was not going to have to wonder long.

"Oh, didn't you know? I am Catholic, and this is how we pray the fucking rosary," Jessica said, as sarcastically as humanly possible, "and I am going to get both of us a whole hell of a lot closer to god." Jessica did not suffer lots of classes of people, least of all was fools. She jumped on top of Kaede's back, her sex still deluged from the cunnilingus she had just experienced, and began her work. Jessica tied one of Kaede's arms to one bed post, then quickly tied the other arm to the remaining bedpost. All the while, Jessica put as much of her weight on the pink haired girl as possible, to show her the dire consequences of retaliation.

Then Jessica took a step back to admire her work. Kaede was face down on her bed, tied up. There was exactly nowhere she could go, and she was totally at Jessica's mercy. As if she hasn't been at my mercy all along, she thought sardonically. The Violent Violet grabbed her whip and rubbed the end of it across Kaede's back.

"Now, do you have any more stupid questions, or are we going to test your pain tolerance?"

Kaede had no idea what Jessica meant by getting closer to god - though, she strongly doubted there was anything really religious about it. Maybe it was some American thing she’d never heard of before.

That was just a little idle thought in the midst of a long list of more pressing concerns. Questions, like what the Amazon was about to do to her and what she could do to stop it, if need be. The answers? Anything she wanted and absolutely nothing.

As Jessica tied her up, Kaede put up some semblance of resistance, but it was quickly quashed - Jessica’s weight, her strength, her presence were too much to resist, and it wound up the only way it could realistically end - with her tied to the bed, spread out, her butt sticking up and her body completely vulnerable.

She looked over her shoulder and blanched when she saw the whip. It look long and particularly painful, and she could only imagine what damage it could do when someone with Jessica’s strength used it...though, she figured she wouldn’t have to imagine for much longer.

”I, uh…” Kaede went into a stammering fit, unsure of just how to respond to the unique situation she was in. Her body seemed to know, however, as her muscles tensed up and clenched tight, getting ready for an onslaught.

"I don't usually do this..." Jessica began, "but maybe I should do it more. My arms and legs are usually enough, but sometimes, you gotta send a deeper message, y'know?" Jessica kept moving the leather whip up and down Kaede's back. Some old director guy said it wasn't the action that was scary, but it was the anticipation. Jessica believed that with her whole heart.

"It is real leather. Can you feel it?" Jessica taunted. It was true. The whip was made of real leather, and Jessica had purchased it with some of her salary. Along with a whole host of other fun things. Then Jessica took a step back. The first strike she sent wasn't that hard of a shot. She was still probing Kaede, seeing exactly how much she could take.

Jessica then rubbed the place where she hit her poor captive. The skin was already beginning to turn a bit red, and Jessica admired her handiwork. Feeling satisfied, Jessica sent a few more probing cracks towards her back, to feel out exactly how much Kaede could take.

The leather felt cool on Kaede’s skin, made her shiver at the touch, and she had no idea why. It wasn’t particularly chilly in the room, there was no reason the whip should’ve been cold, but she swore it felt like ice to the touch.

Whatever the truth of it, her body reacted like it was cold, breaking out into goosebumps, her every hair standing at attention. They all knew what was coming, and her body tried to prepare for it.

A good effort. It didn't work.

Kaede shrieked at the first hit, not so much because it hurt all that much - more like a bee sting than anything - but because she couldn’t see it coming from where she laid, which took her by surprise. The ones that followed weren’t as bad, since she was more used to it now, but she still wound up jiggling about on the bed, writhing against the sheets with her bare body, each hit forcing a new, unique sound to come through her mouth.