Cat & Mouse

The pain was almost unbearable. Arched back was killing her, legs trembled a bit, hot darkness enveloping her was choking and suffocating. Suddenly her guts twisted again, when she felt gentle touch on her head.

It was all sunny day, with a good, strong breeze. The beach was secluded and hardly accessible, but both surfers wanted exactly that. They both dragged their boards and bags and finally dropped them in big rock's shade.
'I found it last year and checked back yesterday.' said black haired girl. 'No one had stolen it.'
'Yeah... Looks good.' short blonde dropped on the sand. The sky was almost clean, the wind blowing stadily, perfect conditions. 'What was all the fuss yesterday?' she looked up at Cat, who was slowly stripping of her wetsuit. She looked sharply at Mouse.
'You were a dissapointment to me, remember?' her light blue eyes narrowed. Mouse curled her fists and nodded. 'And of course you remember, what does it mean?' Cat scolded. Mouse murmured something under her breath.
'Well? I can't hear you!'
'A punishment.' Mouse spat the words louder nad tried not to look at the small package the Cat dig out from her duffel bag. Brunette nodded.
'A punishment.' she repeated. 'Get up and strip. And look me in the eye!' she added, when Mouse slowly rised up and pulled the zipper on her back. She tried to withstand the stern and suddenly furious look of her former friend, now - momentarily - the mistress. She let slipped out of the wetsuit and let it drop. Sudden chill gave her goosebumps, the small, dark nipples suddenly sprang out, forming red cherries on the top of small, well-roudned boobs. She stood there, trembling a little, despite of hot wind blowing in her back. Cat slowly walked to her, also nuddy, waving her hips. She dragged sharp-ended, black nail over the light skin of her beloved girlfriend - right now little more than a rubber sex doll. She felt her fast pulse and sharp breath.
'Are you prepared well?' she asked in soft, husky voice, nearly touching blonde's ear with her lips. She reached with the tip of her tongue and licked her delicately.
'Yes, mistress...' Mouse shivered at the memory of her morning arrangements. Cat smiled wickedly.
'Good. You know I don't like the mess.' she unwrapped the package and produced a black, latex hood with big D-ring on the top. She pulled it over Mouse's head, pulling her long hair out of the hole in the back. She buckled the collar straps benath the chin and fastened them with a small padlock. The hood was covering girl's head tightly, apart from her mouth and chin, leaving her in the silent dark. The layer of foam was sewn in over the ears, muffling the incoming sounds and Mouse suddenly found herself nearly cut off from the outside world. She barely heard the waves and the distant voice of her mistress saying 'Come on.', followed by pull by the D-ring on top of her head. She stepped carefully forward, feeling hot sand under her feet. She was led to the water, as she felt cold waves licking her toes, then back to the beach again. Then they turned around and muse got into the water nearly knee-deep. Then back again. After a while she completely lost her orientation, but then suddenly the pulling stopped.
'Careful now' she heard, as Cat made her crouch and on her fours. Then she grabbed her hands and made her curl her fists, wrapping them with some kind of thick rubber band, before pulling them back to the ground. Mouse felt a hole in the sand right before her.
'There are four holes around you.' she heard. 'I want you to find them all and fit into them with your hands and legs.' She felt a smack on her arse. 'Move it, bitch!'
The holes were dug small but very deep - deep enough to fit both legs and arms, so that girl had to half-stand, bent at her waist, half-lied on her belly. With Cat's small help, she sank into ground and immediately realized she is being buried there. Cat poured the sand back to the holes, stuffing it with some stick, so that all of Mouse's limbs were totally immobilised. The position she found  herself in was barely comfortable - she couldn't really lie down, but also couldn't really support on her hands. Though before she was able to speak, suddenly a rubber gag was fit between her teeth and started to inflate.
'I think I'll keep you here for a while.' said Cat, crouching next to half-buried girl. She dropped the pumping pear, still attached to black, inflatable gag she left in Mouse's mouth. Her muffled mumbling and cosntant wriggling made har smile widely. This was exactly how she wanted her - struggling, helpless, unable to move, to speak, to plead. She stretched and simply walked off towards her rig.
They both loved sufring, with all of it's variations, from riding waves to windsurfing to kite... They were coming here twice a year for a long holidays, usually with bunch of other friends. This time was no different, except today they wandered alone to the wilder beaches, not easily accessed and thus barely visited. The perfect place for their... activities.
Cat wore back her wetsuit. She just loved the touch of the foam on her bare body, encasing her with soft, thick layer. Her favourite part was to dip slowly, with her suit filling with cool water and caressing her hot flesh... She lied down on the board and swimmed toward the nearest waves.

Time passed slowly. Cool shade ot huge rock moved slightly and now the burning sun was shining straight dowm on the Mouse's arched back. She had no idea how much time had passed. Her back ached terribly, she could barely move her limbs, the wind blowing small grains in her latex-clad face, tingling and itching around her drooling mouth. Her jaw was killing her and long list of crazy ideas kept coming to her mind. Left alone in darkness, semi-silence, with pain her only companion, she was totally unprepared for sudden wet, cold touch over her body. She screamed loudly through her gag, when cold, wet towel covered her - quite literally - hot body, head to bottom. The feeling was surprising but also relieving, as her back started to burn a little. The gag flatted suddenly and she slowly closed her mouth, happy to ease the pain. Not for long.
She felt something moving right in front of her, then wet, salt-smelling, cold flesh pressed against her lips.
'Lick.' she heard barking command. The tried do say something, but gentle yet unrelenting pull on the top of her head made her follow the order. She was thirsty and the hood was hot as hell, she feared the heatstroke...
Cat relaxed, lying down on her back. The hot, wet touch on her fanny made her shiver. She covered her toy with wet towel, not wanting it to spoil to quickly. She had her plans about it. For now, for example, she wanted it to please her hungry pussy. She spread her legs widely, stretching her pussy lips a bit, giving her toy easier access. The blonde was used to serve her mistress without second thoughts, although sometimes she needed some encouragement. Cat closed her eyes and let her feelings flow, enjoying the rising tension in her belly and at the tops of her nipples.
Mouse licked the wet, fleshy hole, eager to taste some moisture. It was not enough to satisfy her thirst, but it brought some relief. Her tongue was dry and swollen, scratching, rather than licking, but she worked her way. She knew Cat good enough to understand that pleas won't get her anywhere, they would only make everyting worse. Cat loved her writhing and begging, but she was determined not to give her that satisfaction. Suddenly she felt sweet moisture with her tongue. Something lime was pouring from Cat's pussy... Mountain Dew?!
Cat sipped from the bottle, then tilted it again. spilling a drink over her belly, watching as it flown down her abdomen and in between her legs, straight to hungrily lapping mouth. Her toy was doing good, so she decided to reward her in a way. Also, fun aside, it was really hot and she really didn,t want her toy do die of a heatstroke and thirst. Suddenly she arched back and loud scream ecaped her mouth, as wet, hot tondue worked its way to her clit and drilled it hard enough to bring her over the edge. She growned wildly, while her toy made her cumming hard. She finally collapsed and breathed heavily.
- That was good. - she said smiling and patting hooded head. She picked up the gag and quickly put it back in place, inflating it even more than before. The she stretched on the hot sand, smiling to the sun, enjoying the pleasant moment.

It was a nasty surprise. Mouse thought it'd be over after that, but no - the gag returned, covered in sand, itching, scratching and worst of all - stretching her mouth even farther! She choked on her scream, feeling tears gathering under the hood, mixing with hot sweat. She wriggled wildly, but again - no avail. Her curled palms were of no use and tightly dug in limbs were held with surprising efficiency. She only thing she could do was to wait for her mistress' mercy... And suffer.
Suddenly she felt something warm and wet touching her fanny lips. She yanked, but the touch was slow and unyielding. Wet fingers carresed her snatch and after a while they sank inside. She felt the arousal building up inside her. The unrelenting hands caressed her pussy, touching, stroking, teasing her clit and fucking her suddenly wet hole, over and over, not too fast, not too slow, just steady pace, constantly driving her towards an awkward yet uncomparably pleasant...
It stopped.
She wriggled, but no change. Cat just stopped and walked away.
Mouse screamed out of frustration and humiliation, feeling her wet snatch dripping with sticky ooze...

She again lost the sense of time. She didn't know if it was few minutes or few hours, before the dried towel was removed and replaced with new one. She gagged and screamed in shock. She felt sweat and tears and salive flowing down her face, when the gag was removed again, this time nearly immediately replaced with drinking straw. She greedily sucked the fresh water, tasting better than the sweetest wine. After a long while she finally let go, but again, sharp order 'Lick!' hit her like a club. Will the Cat ever let her go?! She clenched her teeth and tried to turn her head away, but sharp pull brough her back straight. Smooth fingers clamped her nose and she was forced to gasp for an air, and then her lips were again pressed against hot, wet pussy. She cried and tried to please, but no effect. Her words were muffled by soft, fleshy gag she was forced to appease.

After her fourth or fifth orgasm, Cat was really tired. It was almost six hours since they got here, the waves were perfect and her legs were trembling from constant surfing, but she loved this kind of fatigue. This day could never end! In short breaks between catching waves, she enjoyed the services of her toy, dug deep into the sand. It seemed happy, as it never complained - those all incomprehensible mumblings couldn't be treated as serious grievances, now, could they?... All in all, her toy shoud also felt pleased, she paid careful attention to bring it pleasure and excitement, caoutious not to bring her over the edge...
Nevertheless, it was the time to get back home. There was only one last thing Cat wanted to do. The very reason she made this whole installation.

The gag went off, the straw went in. Mouse felt completely indifferent, her mind was absent. Her limbs were numb and tired, her whole body was stiff and aching. She felt completely broken and wanted nothing more than to be left to die in peace. It the most torturous thing she ever experienced and she was filled with pure hatred to her tormentor. No, not even love-hate feeling, not some criss-crossing feeligns of anger and pleausre - it was pure, untouched hate. She was out of her mind and she knew with terryfing certainty, that this time it will be all over. It would be the last time she ever talk to her so-called mistress - to spit her in the eye and be done with all that.  She was calm and resigned. What worse could happen?
And then she stopped, wondering, why Cat is not teasing nor using her again. There was no sign of her around, not the slightest sound. Only distant hum of the sea.
'Cat?...' she asked the air with weak voice, her sore throat barely able to produce sound. 'Cat?'
The answer was a silence. Was she gone again?
Then, suddenly, she felt wet, very warm touch on top of her arched arse, right between the sticked out buttocks. The hot liquid slowly dripped and flowed between them, gahtering in and around the dent of her arsehole. She shivered and then another touch brought her sudden realisaton - thick, ovoid shape, pressing gently against sensitive opening.
- Right behind you. - she heard vicious voice behind her and loud scream escaped her mouth, when Cat drove thick, shaped dildo deep down her arse, in one, smooth move. The cold, wet intruder made her straighten up and howl in sudden pain. It was actually not that bad, but the surprising assault was most unpleasant. Mouse screamed and begged Cat to stop, as she felt the long, deep thrusts, alternately painfully fast and painfully slow. Short haired mistress was relentless and fucked her toy mericlessly, obsessed with her own, selfish pleasure. The double, strapless dildo fit deep inside her kitty was moving and teasing her sensitive flesh, as she kept pumping her toy's tight hole, harder and faster.
It took her awhile, but eventually, when her toy's screams and weak pleas almost died out, she felt sudden burst of heat and she collapsed on blonde's arched back, groaning loudly. She writhed over her body, both glistening with sweat.
After a while she kneeled low, in front of her toy and pulled up her chin with her fingers, then touched her lips with still glistening tip fo the dildo.
'I hope you had prepared your arse well' she hissed viciously 'Cause I hate when you leave my toys uncleaned. Now, open wide.'