Ch 2.40: ❤ Relief

Elaina looked up at Tira’s face as she leaned in towards the top of Tira’s panties. It was honestly torture, not being able to touch herself right now due to her hands being tied back, but she knew it would make what was still to come so much better. She placed her teeth on the fabric, biting and pulling down, feeling the Tira’s thin strip of pubic hair brushing against her nose as she pulled, smelling the scent of Tira’s pussy as her nose brushed into the folds.

Elaina did her best to keep her balance, but she fell as she tried to remove the underwear gracefully, sliding both the cloth and her face to the floor. Tira laughed as she stepped out of her final piece of clothing and back away from Elaina. “Sit up again.”

Panties still hanging out of her mouth, Elaina rose. It was humiliating to be looking up at her mistress with them still in her mouth, but Tira had already tricked her into getting punished earlier, and Elaina didn’t want to be chastised for dropping them without permission.

Tira stood there, flogger still in hand. She was still mostly exuding confidence, but the red flush on her face and chest betrayed her ever so slightly. Her breasts were like beautiful teardrops, larger than Flora’s modest chest, drooping ever so slightly before pointing up into hard, dark nipples. Elaina couldn’t help it as her eyes wandered across Tira’s toned stomach, to her strong thighs, the inviting lips in between them.

“You like what you see?” Tira said, biting her lip. Gods she’s cute.

“Mmhm,” Elaina muttered through the cloth.

“You can drop those, but thank you for waiting for permission.”

Elaina obeyed, panting as they fell out of her mouth. She thought she’d feel less ashamed once she had, but now she knew it was just more obvious how much she was enjoying herself with her mouth hanging open.

“This way,” Tira said, walking over and sitting on the edge of one of the beds. Elaina followed, shuffling across the hard floors with her knees, pleasure radiating through her as they scraped against the wood. Tira spread her legs wide as Elaina approached, the folds of her pussy opening up to the glistening pink insides. “You know what to do.”

“Yes, mistress,” Elaina said, the end of the last word being muffled as she dove in, tongue and nose being ravished by the scent and taste of Tira as equally as they ravished her.

Elaina was more confident this time, both from having done it a couple times since and having Flora do it to her as well. She had a better idea of how to swirl her tongue, to give light pressure to Tira’s clit every now and again, make sure Tira wanted more and more. From the way Tira’s thighs clenched onto her head while she moaned, Elaina was pretty sure she was getting it right.

“You’ve been practicing,” Tira said in between breaths. “Have you been being—ugh—a little slut?”

“Mmhm,” Elaina said, squeezing her own thighs together in a desperate attempt to pleasure herself.

“‘Mmhm’ what?” Tira asked, mockingly replicating the way Elaina’s muffled voice had came out.

“Mmhm, Mistress.” The word wasn’t anywhere near recognizable from sound alone, but Tira would get it through context.

“Well, I wonder what I should do to you for that? I need my pets to be respectable young ladies, but you’re out there doing such naughty things, being such a naughty girl. Maybe I should get you a collar, one that says ‘slut,’ so that everyone knows what you really are.”

That was too much to take. Elaina felt herself cumming, crying out into Tira’s legs even though the only physical stimulation she was getting was from rubbing her thighs together. She didn’t stop pleasuring her mistress though, made sure to do her pathetic best at keeping up her task through the heavy breaths and moans of her own orgasm.

“Good,” Tira said, indicating that had been answer enough. She threw herself back onto the bed, widening her legs as Elaina picked up the pace again, going down on her mistress like it was the last time she’d ever be able to. Eventually Tira’s own breath started to grow heavy, and she started to moan herself as well, obviously trying to suppress her voice; they didn’t know how well the could be heard, after all.

Elaina didn’t stop though, knew better than to stop without permission as Tira’s cries began to bottom out. “You’re a very good girl, Elaina. Get rid of the ropes, and come on up here.” The bindings on Elaina’s wrists disappeared, and she climbed up onto the bed, cooing with her throat as she collapsed next to Tira. “Uhm, just don’t stare at me too much, alright?”

Tira covered her torso with her arms as Elaina realized she had indeed been staring and returned her gaze to Tira’s face. Still so beautiful, Elaina thought as she leaned in and opened her mouth. Tira was still for about a second before she opened her mouth as well, returning the kiss and pulling Elaina’s body close to her own. They stayed that way for a while, legs intertwined as their chests pressed against each other, sharing themselves with each other in so many different ways until Tira finally pulled away.

“Just to be clear, you can do whatever you want with whoever you want.”

Elaina smiled, shaking her head. “I know when you’re just playing.”

“Hey, I just wanna be sure,” Tira said with a laugh, pulling her head into Elaina’s chest and wrapping her arms around her. “I really like what we have, and I don’t want to lose it, but I do want you to know I’m not really the marriage type.”

“I never really thought of marriage that much,” Elaina said. “But, like, where I’m from it was all between a man and a woman, so…”

Tira laughed, nodding into Elaina’s chest. “Even if I was with a man I wouldn’t want to be married. What I’m saying though, is I’ll be here for as long as you want me to be, but I’m not really cut out for ‘love.’ I care the world for my friends, and sometimes I’ll fool around with the really hot, really cute ones with unusually high pain tolerances, but I don’t want you to get the wrong idea, you know?”

“Yeah,” Elaina said. She thought that maybe she should be hurt, maybe be upset? But no, it was just the truth, the same way it was with Flora and Carline. “I appreciate the clarity though.”

“Good,” Tira said, snuggling in tighter. “And even if you do find someone like that, I’ll always be available for someone like you. We can still mess around just us if they’re okay with it, or they can join in. I’ve always wanted to discipline two pets at once.”

Now that sounded nice. But someone else? “It’s… it’s really way to early to tell, but there’s someone that I hope I can maybe get there with.”

“Oh?” Tira said, pulling her head out of Elaina’s chest. For someone who apparently wasn’t interested in love herself, her eyes sure seemed to have quite the glint of curiosity, or maybe nosiness.

Elaina blushed and looked towards the ceiling as Tira did her best to slide under the white sheets. “It’s that girl from Combatives, Prisma.”

“Her?” Tira said as her face scrunched up into a frown, causing Elaina to burst out laughing. “Elaina, she was one of those assholes stripped you, right?”

Elaina frowned, no longer laughing. “Yeah. She’s the one that did it, actually, while the others took the portraits.”

“Then I take back my offer. I don’t even want to punish that bitch; I’m not cruel enough to give her what she deserves.”

That hurt Elaina, hurt her chest in a way she didn’t even understand. She knew where Tira was coming from, but it hurt nonetheless, maybe hurt more because she knew where it was coming from. “I don’t… I don’t like you saying that about her. She apologized for that, regrets doing it, and there was a bunch of other stuff going on.”

Tira looked down, the look of surprise and disgust on her face fading away, leaving only what Elaina could plainly see was seething anger. “I don’t want you thinking what she did was okay.”

“It wasn’t…” Elaina knew that, knew that despite everything else Prisma had indeed done it. “She was forced to though. She was engaged to Waine, and he made her do it, but that engagement is broken off now.”

Tira cocked her head, looking confused. “I didn’t know those two were engaged… But I’m not too in the loop on noble stuff since I’m not one myself.”

“Well, that’s what I heard anyway, in the hall. Two girls talking about the Ferris/Fireguard marriage being called off.”

Tira nodded, still lost in thought. “If he actually forced her into it then that’s almost as fucked as if she did it to you of her own accord, but I still don’t understand what you see in her. Just seems like a girl with an attitude to me.”

“Attitude…” Elaina mulled over the word for a moment. “It’s kind of like that now, I guess. Especially when she’s around Waine and the others, but it wasn’t like that at first. It’s still not like that when we’re alone…”

Tira stared at Elaina with pursed lips as the words trailed off, finally closing her lips and letting out a deep sigh. “Go ahead, tell me why you like her.”

Elaina felt lighter as soon as Tira spoke the words, even with the reluctance behind them. “The first time I met her, she was the first person to talk to me, was willing to take me into their group just because she realized I was alone. I didn’t really know what it was like to have someone treat me that way without like, already being a family member, you know? Before I came here… Back home, I didn’t have many friends. Everyone treated me the way Waine does now, the way she did that night, but they were always laughing, always hateful…

“Even when it happened, Prisma wasn’t like that, and that’s why it hurt so much. I could tell something was wrong. I don’t know too much about noble stuff either, but from what Flora told me it can be pretty fucked on it’s own, so… I at least want to talk to her, now that she’s not engaged to him anymore. I don’t want to lose the first person who was nice to me if I can help it, so I want her to have the chance to really explain it without some arranged marriage in the way. Maybe it isn’t love, can’t be love, but if it is, if it could be, then I don’t want that bastard to be the reason things couldn’t work out.”

Tira sighed, shaking her head. “I still don’t like the idea, but I’m not you, and I’m not even gonna pretend like I can tell you what to do. If anything does happen between you two like that though, I will be having a talk with her.”

A soft smile grew on Elaina’s face. “That’s fair.”

“But do be careful, about everything. I don’t know if something’s wrong with their families, but noble stuff is weird regardless, and she might have a different suitor.”

Elaina frowned at the idea at first, but then shook her head. “I don’t think it’ll be that big of a problem. I know she has an older sister, and Flora mentioned that usually the firstborn daughters are the ones that have the least control.”

“Maybe, but like I said, things are weird. Now come under the covers, I want someone to hold.”

Even though it obviously wasn’t an actual ‘order’ order, Elaina didn’t need to be told twice, crawling under the sheets with Tira and pulling her into another embrace, another kiss. Their night carried on, alternating playing with Tira’s toys, and then without.

Filled with exhaustion from the day, Elaina didn’t even remember falling asleep, waking up with a jolt as the ringing of the morning bell filled the room. Tira rose first, having put on a shirt and panties at some point, only having to slip on her pants and shoes. “Come one, sleepyhead,” she said as she rubbed her eyes. “Time for you to not be naked unfortunately.”

Elaina obeyed, blushing as the fully dressed Tira sat on the bed and watched her put on her uniform. Why was that so embarrassing, the act of getting clothed? Once she was dressed though, she was awake, and they both grabbed their bags and headed out.

“Heya, girls,” a sharp voice said from behind them as Flora ran ahead. “You two have as much fun as we did last night?”

“Flora!” Carline said, running to catch up to her friend. “Don’t say stuff like that!’ she added with a deep blush.

Tira rolled her eyes, swatting at Flora’s shoulder as the two in front started down the stairs. “You really need to learn some manners.”

The group continued down a few steps before Flora nudged Carline, pointing back up. “Oh,” Carline said, stopping suddenly. “Uhm, Elaina, could we go into one of the rooms really quickly? There’s something I wanted to talk to you about.”

“Huh?’ Elaina looked down to her stomach. It wasn’t quite loud, but she could feel it rumbling, and the food the night before had been so good. “Can it be after we eat? If it needs to be now that’s fine, but I am really hungry.”

“Oh, uh, no, after breakfast is fine,” Carline said. Flora turned to her with a glare, causing her to add, “But before we leave for school, okay?”

Carline and Flora started off again, leaving Elaina to wonder what Carline could want to talk about as she followed behind. Carline had looked a little bothered by something when they’d set out on their mission. Maybe she wants to tell my about the marriage being called off? Carline would’ve certainly known about it beforehand, which Elaina was still a little annoyed at since Carline had never told her. Still, she understood why Carline might not have said anything earlier, so she wasn’t going to be too upset, especially if Carline was going to try and make it right now.

Lost in her thoughts, Elaina bumped into Flora’s back, not noticing her and Carline had stopped at the bottom of the stairs. Both of them had the same strange look on their faces, one that seemed like a mixture of shock and horror? Elaina turned out to see what they were staring at, but didn’t see anything immediately worthy of the look her friends had. The only thing of note was one particularly pretty girl sitting in the center of the room eating from a plate of eggs and bacon.

It wasn’t just any girl though. It took only a second to recognize who it was with that fair skin, long platinum blonde hair, and those striking blue eyes. For a moment Elaina thought it was actually Prisma, but the face was ever so slightly different, a little more angular in the chin, rounder in the cheeks. Kohpicia Fireguard, Prisma’s older sister.