Fit to be Tied by Ann Cory

Two girls, one shower and a load of soap suds! Mistress Minx takes control and ties up her lover. What more do you need to know?!!

Driving home from the gym, Lindsay couldn’t wait to get into the shower and cool herself off. Mason, the new step aerobics instructor, had put them through a grueling workout. Her thighs still shook from the hundreds of lunges and squats. While Mason was in shape, he was brutal and she vowed to hate him. She turned up the air conditioner and sped up, hoping to beat the five o’clock traffic home.

Pulling up the driveway she was thrilled to see Minx’s car in the driveway. Usually she worked until six but it looked like she was home early, always a sight for sore eyes and in this case, sore legs.

“Hey girl, you home?” Lindsay hollered from the hallway. Minx was just hanging up the phone and ran over to her, giving her a welcoming hug.

“You may not want to get too close to me, I’m drenched and probably don’t smell quite like the rose you are used to,” she warned.

“Come on now, you know better than that. Besides, there is nothing worse than your breath in the morning,” she remarked with a snort. Lindsay jabbed her in the ribs.

“At least I don’t drool,” she retorted and they both busted up laughing. Minx kissed her lightly on the cheek.

“I came home early so we could figure out what we wanted for dinner or if you would like to go out. My bonus came in today, so I kind of feel like celebrating with you. Maybe wine and steak?” she asked. Lindsay began to drool.

“Stop okay, see because of you I have to work my butt off, we eat too well around here,” she said. “While you keep your girlish figure, my hips are wondering if they need to look for their own place to live.” Minx shook her head.

“Sweetheart, you are beautiful exactly as you are, don’t change for me,” and she brushed a strand of hair from her face.

“Thanks, same here. Well, if we are going to go out then I need to shower and change,” she quipped, dreading the walk upstairs to the bathroom. “However, my thighs have something different in mind. I might need your help.” Minx walked behind her, giving a slight nudge when necessary. Lindsay groaned the whole way up.

“You know, I’m not sure health and beauty are worth all this effort and pain,” she said.

Minx got the shower ready for her, making sure the water was at a soothing temperature. Lindsay got undressed, and breathed a deep sigh of relief. A shower would definitely feel good.
“I hung your blue bath sponge near mine, you had said you couldn’t find it earlier,” Minx said as she was closing the door.

“Thank you so much, you are the best,” replied Lindsay, stepping into the shower.

The warm water flowed down her back like a waterfall, bringing her relief and instant relaxation. She heard the bathroom door open and wondered if their cat Tabitha clawed her way in. Through the clear shower door she watched with intrigue as Minx lit candles and turned off the light. Smiling, Lindsay watched as she undressed.

“Candlelight is supposed to do something for you,” Minx began.

”No, it’s you that does something for me,” interrupted Lindsay, opening the door to let her in.

They stood together, their nipples lightly brushing one another, feeling the heat emanate from one another. Minx stepped closer, their breasts pressing against each other, water splashing against their chests, spraying mist across their faces. Lindsay leaned in, touching noses, tasting her soft wet lips. They shared a kiss. Mouths meshed together, tongues touching and gracefully stroking one another, exchanging their warm breath. Hungrily they sought deeper, more forceful kisses, begging to taste each other’s very souls. Lindsay’s arms went around Minx, embracing her close, intoxicated by her fresh sweet scent, aroused by her supple skin so dewy wet, longing to be roamed and appreciated. Minx broke away, and pressed Lindsay up against the wall. She quickly placed each wrist over her head. When Lindsay tried to move her arms, she found they were bound.

“What are you doing?” asked Lindsay in surprise. Looking up she saw her hands were through the loops of the bath sponges. A coy smile spread across her face.

“You are my prisoner,” Minx replied. “Prepare yourself for water torture.”

Lindsay relaxed her head against the wall as Minx nibbled at her neck. Her hands roamed down her slick body, resting upon her breasts. She loved Lindsay’s breasts they were plump and full, practically overflowing in her hands. Her tongue traced along her nipples, bring them to full attention. Gently she squeezed one nipple, then the other, watching Lindsay’s face the whole time. Becoming aroused she licked at them, feeling the hard pebbles all around, flicking them lightly. Lindsay moaned.

“Do you want Mistress Minx to take them in her mouth?” she asked in an authoritative voice.

“Yes,” replied Lindsay, “please mistress.”

Minx took a nipple in her mouth, feeling Lindsay’s whole body react in short tiny spasms. Tenderly she placed her teeth around and bit. Lindsay cried out. Applying more pressure, Minx bit one while pinching the other.

“That feels incredible, don’t stop,” begged Lindsay. Her pulse sped up.

“I’ll decide,” Minx replied. The feeling of Lindsay’s wet body was highly arousing and she was having a hard time staying in character. Really she just wanted to bang her hard and feel the orgasm drench her fingers, but she also wanted to make her work for it at the same time.

She leaned forward, squeezing both nipples between her fingers, and kissed her, deep probing kisses, her tongue invading all areas of her mouth, tasting her dewy lips and steamy breath.

“Jesus Minx, you have got me seriously turned on here,” Lindsay stated breathlessly. Minx squeezed incredibly hard, causing Lindsay to gasp.

“You don’t talk unless I say, got it!” she hissed.

Nodding her head, Lindsay batted her eyes, pretending to act innocent.

Minx grabbed the bottle of body wash and placed a dollop in her hands. Starting at her neck, Minx rubbed her down, making her body shiny and slick. The light of the candle gave her body the look of a well-oiled vixen. Stepping forward Minx’s breasts tingled against the slippery substance, again her insides begging for satisfaction. Hanging on a nearby hook was her favorite shower gadget, the wet n’ wild dildo, something she used on a regular basis. Turning it on there was a slight buzz.

“Part your thighs slave,” she demanded. Lindsay did as she was told. The water felt so good running down her recently shaved areas. Minx placed the vibrator along her clit and turned the speed up. At once Lindsay’s body twitched, a multitude of senses were awakened and she found herself trying hard to smash her pussy against it. Minx knelt down and inserted the vibrator deep within her soft walls, probing far and delving in deep, sliding it in and out, pressing deep. Lindsay’s body thrashed as waves swelled forward, begging to be released. Minx flicked her tongue against her clit while turning up the speed of the dildo.

“Damn Minx, this is intense, what a rush,” Lindsay said.

“I suggest you cum or I am going to put this somewhere else,” she threatened. Lindsay looked at her through half slit eyes.

“Yes Minx, rub me faster,” she pleaded. Minx rubbed her furiously with her thumb, pulsing the vibrator, making her thighs tremble.

“Tell me who gets you off like no other,” Minx instructed.

“Mistress Minx,” replied Lindsay.

Minx withdrew the dildo and inserted into her own soaked snatch, then dipping her tongue between the folds of Lindsay’s cunt, still rubbing her clit. With the vibrator inside her own pussy, she felt herself shake, her heartbeat racing, rubbing Lindsay’s clit with all her energy. The candles left shadows along the walls, dancing in a wicked frenzy, as if the flames were seeking out their inner passions as well.

“Cum with me slave, cover my tongue with your juices while I coat this vibrator.”

The two women rocked and thrust seeking out the final movements that would bring them to the euphoric feelings they enjoyed sharing so much. Lindsay gnashed her pussy against her mistress’s face while Minx slid the vibrator in and out, pressing it against her swollen mound. With their moans and sighs in unison, they came together, emptying their bodies, and releasing the pent up sexual tension. Minx stood and unbound her wrists. They embraced, holding each other in the steam filled shower, exchanging a deep sensual kiss.

“Your Mistress is pleased, you have been a good slave,” Minx teased as they parted, patting Lindsay on the top of her head.

“I do my best to serve,” replied Lindsay.

Taking turns washing hair, they finished up in the shower so they could get ready for their dinner out. As Minx helped rinse her hair, Lindsay began to laugh.

“Wherever we go tonight,” began Lindsay, “Please don’t let there be many stairs. Between my aerobic workout and our own private workout, my thigh muscles feel like jelly. Tomorrow I am seriously going to feel this. I can hardly walk.”

They stepped out of the shower. Minx handed her a towel while she wrapped her hair. Lindsay bent down to blow out the candles as Minx turned on the light. The light wisps of smoke disappeared into the ceiling.

“I already told you, I like you the way you are, and believe it or not I think you are in great shape,” remarked Minx with a coy smile. “As far as I am concerned you are fit to be tied.”