The next few days were rather challenging for Christy. On the one hand, she felt compelled to suit up and head back out to the streets. She knew for certain that there were bad guys out there, kidnapping women, and doing who knows what to them. On the other hand, Christy was also left with the knowledge that her previous attempt had come up less than satisfactory. Christy looked down at her home work as she came out of her daydreaming state. All around the border of the paper she had written ‘LL’ in several different ways. Christy wanted to become Liberty Lass. She felt a need to be Liberty Lass. When she wore that costume, she wasn’t Christy anymore. She was something so much more. She was beautiful, sexy, alluring. Liberty Lass had experienced things only Christy had dreamed about. Christy had such self esteem problems that she even separated her actions while dressed up as being different from her own. She took on this role that let her do whatever she wanted. To feel whatever she wanted to feel. To do whatever she wanted to do. It was exhilarating, empowering, intoxicating, and most of all extremely sexy. Whenever Christy saw herself wearing such skin tight clothes, she just felt urges and desires. The need to touch herself, to explore herself, as the skin tight uniform gently constricted against her body. Christy had never noticed that about herself before, most likely because the tightest thing she had ever worn was a brand new baseball cap. The other day, as Christy took a shortcut through the gymnasium to get from one class to another, she had taken note that the women’s volleyball team was practicing. Christy’s pace slowed as she glanced over at all those girls wearing those tight short shorts. She could see every curve of their butts. One of the girls wasn’t wearing panties, either. A fact that Christy noticed just before she walked into a wall as she was staring at the girl doing stretches a few feet away. Christy just wanted to touch them. All of them. She got let herself get caught up in her thoughts and desires so much that she skipped class just to watch the girls practice.
It had been almost a week since Christy had felt remotely good about anything. The last time was when she had turned into Liberty Lass. Letting out a long sigh, Christy put her homework down on the floor next to her bed. She pulled off her men’s t-shirt as she walked towards her closet. She could already feel herself getting excited. Her skin was eagerly waiting to be touched all over by her uniform. Christy ran her hand over her bare breast as she felt her skin tingle with anticipation. She yanked the box out from the bottom of the dresser and pulled out her outfit. She had just put it back in the box the day before, having washed it by hand in the communal showers down the hall early one morning. As she stared into the box, gazing into the pretty blue and pink, Christy ran her hand down against her skin over her stomach and down beneath her panties. Her hand rubbing against her sex as she pushed her panties off her body. Christy put the mask off to the side for now. She needed to feel her outfit on her now. She need to be Liberty Lass. Stepping into the outfit was getting easier each time. This time as she pulled it up, she pulled it up a little higher, and a little tighter than normal. The suit rode up, pushing against her pussy, the material riding up and applying pressure gently against her. Christy felt herself moisten as the sensation sent shivers over her body. Christy pulled on her gloves and gave them a good snap as she corrected the fit on her fingers. Christy then pulled her boots up. After they were on, she felt the urge to gently rub her thighs. At first she did so thoughtlessly. It wasn’t until a few moments later that she realized why. That was where Vice had teased Liberty Lass. Her firm, gentle fingers had teased Liberty’s inner thighs masterfully. Just before Vice….
Liberty felt herself getting wet as she thought about what had come next. Liberty pressed her pink glove up against the crotch of her uniform and gave a good squeeze as the allowed herself to think of how Vice had licked and sucked on her breasts. Liberty’s eyes were closed as she thought back. Just the memory got her hot and bothered. She ran her fingers over her ever moistening pussy as she grabbed her breast with her free hand. Liberty noticed her nipples were already hard as she thought back to Vice’s talented tongue. Liberty let out a slight moaning sigh. “Fuuuck…” She moaned as her fingers kept rubbing against her crotch and breast. A loud bang at her door snapped her right out of it. “Wh…Who is it?”
“Room check!”
“I….I…I’m here!”
“No shit!”
Liberty took a big gulp as she realized she almost got caught. She pulled on her mask and fixed the collar of her outfit so it would keep her mask in place before she finished zipping up the back. Liberty looked herself over in the mirror in her room. “Tonight we’re gonna get them back! Bad guys are going down for good tonight!” She gave a big toothy grin at herself. “Heck yeah!” Liberty then turned off all the lights in her bedroom. Tonight she was able to sneak out the window of her room and get her patrol started earlier than last time. Aided by a new moon, there was hardly any light outside, allowing Liberty to sneak out without the fear of being caught.
Liberty wasted no time in making her way to the same part of town she went to before. This time she was ready. This time she knew what to expect. Getting an earlier start afforded her more opportunities to stop criminals and so far, the night had been going well. She had stopped four drug deals, one mugging, and one rape. Liberty was really starting to make her mark. The mugger she stopped, she had even been able to turn him into the police as she saw a patrol car a couple blocks down after she stopped him. The cops were a little confused, but overall appeared to be thankful. Liberty smiled as she took satisfaction in what all she had done so far. It was a little after midnight now, yet she still felt like she had more to do. Liberty knew what was eating away at the back of her mind. She had to find those men. Those Italian men that had all those women tied up in that truck. Liberty finally found the warehouse she had been to last week and searched around for any clues. She didn’t know what she was looking for, but looked anyway. Anything that could give her a clue as to where she might look next. She found an office in the back of the building that was locked. Liberty pulled back and kicked the door right above the door handle. Her strength was more than enough to make the door fly open. Once inside she found what she was looking for. A map of this area of downtown. The building she was in had a red pin in it. Looking around, she found another red pin and another. She figured these must be what she was looking for. As she continued looking over the large map, she found something very interesting. One building that was down by the docks, was marked with the letter V. Normally this would mean nothing to anyone that looked at it. But to Liberty, she immediately thought of Vice. Her legs started shaking a little at the thought of Vice. Not out of fear, something else. Liberty rubbed the letter on the map as she bit her bottom lip. “I’m coming for you, Vice.” Liberty said aloud as she made her way out of the warehouse.
What would have been a twenty or so minute car drive or a couple of hours jog, Liberty made the trip on foot in just under an hour. Her speed and endurance allowed her to make covering such large distances possible without wearing herself out. Once she was there, she knew right away that she was at the right place. She saw large delivery trucks parked at the side of the building. Guards were walking around that place like ant at a picnic. Liberty noticed that some had guns, and some didn’t. Liberty tried to sneak in past one particularly tired looking guard. He spotted her and started yelling. Before she could take him down, several of his companions ran towards her location. As they arrived one at a time, Liberty tussled with them, always coming up the victor. They would swing wildly at her, and as she dodged and dived, she would find opportunities to take them down. Liberty felt herself getting better at this. As she stood over the winded and unconscious bodies for about five unarmed thugs, she smiled and gave herself an emotional pat on the back. “You guys aren’t so tough.” Just then she heard some evil laughter come from behind her. There were three men. She recognized them. The two larger men were the same two from before, and the man that had drugged her was with them. She tried to ready herself, but they were too fast. One of the larger men had a sledgehammer, the other a long metal chain. As the one with the chain came at her, twirling it in the air at her, she narrowly dodged out of the way. Her eyes widened as she caught a glimpse of a fast moving wooden stick coming at her from the corner of her eye. She managed to put her arm up over her face, but the force of the blow from the sledge hammer’s handle sent her reeling. Liberty rolled around on the ground a couple of times before she picked herself up. As she stood, the man with the chain ran after her holding it tight as if he planned to ram her with it. She reached forward, grabbing the chain in the middle and yanked it towards her. Her strength caught the thug off guard and he fell forward. Liberty gave him a strong left hook to his jaw for good measure.
Then she felt a strong blunt object thrust into her side. A normal person would have cracked a rib, or worse. The impact of the metal hammer that was thrust into her side, made her double over. As she tried to catch her breath the man with the chain got behind her and held the chain to her neck, keeping her from being able to catch a good breath. Liberty clawed at the chain that was against her neck. The thug pulled up, pushing the chain into the bottom of her jaw, forcing her head upwards. She wasn’t losing conscience, but she couldn’t do much more than weakly struggle. The third man walked over to them. “You just don’t know when to quit do you, little girl. Last time, my mistress was kind enough to let you go. I seriously doubt she will be so kind again.” Liberty glared at him as he stood there staring her over like a piece of meat. He started fondling her breast. “I know I wouldn’t.” Liberty took her arm off the chain and weakly swing at him, a move he easily dodge, but was effective in making him stop touching her. The thug with the chain merely tighten the chain and she quickly went back to pulling at her noose. “Fiesty little bitch, aren’t you?” The man reached into his pocket and pulled out his handkerchief and a small vial of liquid. He splashed a few dabs on the cloth, then smiled as he poured more on the small piece of fabric. He grinned as he placed the wet cloth against her face. “How does that smell, slut?” Just then the chain loosed and Liberty automatically gasped for air. Instead of finding the air she so desperately needed, she sucked in large fumes of chloroform. She almost instantly passed out and slumped to the ground.
Time passed Liberty by as she remained in a drug induced slumber. When she started to open her eyes, she found herself in a rather familiar setting. The room was pitch black, save for the lit area in which she stood. Her vision still blurred, Liberty started looking around. She could look down and see her feet bound to some shackles that were bolted into the ground. Liberty could tell that her legs were spread apart and upon further examining, she saw a slick metal bar between her ankles keeping her from being able to close move her legs. Liberty pulled with her arms to no avail as they were bound tightly together behind her, outstretched towards the ceiling connected to a thick rope. Liberty was held in suspension at a nearly 90 degree angle. She could flex a little to ‘stand up’ but it took some effort. In her mouth was another ball gag. She felt a slight odor coming off of it. She twitched her nose as she felt herself breathe in. Then a voice from the darkness rang out. “That smell, is a diluted form of chloroform in the ball gag. Not enough to make you pass out, just enough to keep you in a delightful haze.” Liberty’s eyes widened and she looked around into the darkness. She felt her body tremble in a mix of fear and excitement as she heard Vice’s voice. Vice stepped into the light so Liberty could see her. She was just as beautiful as she remembered. Vice’s outfit was slightly different this time. Her boots only came up the middle of her thighs. She was wearing the same long latex gloves, but instead of her previous top, Vice was wearing an incredibly tight latex dress. The actual dress ended just above her crotch, but designed into the dress was a built in garter belt. Thin straps with buckles traced down her legs and attached themselves to her boots. The part Liberty found herself staring at the most was what wasn’t there. The dress’ design curved around leaving the crotch completely uncovered. Vice was wearing an extremely tiny pair of black leather panties. They were so small, they only came up about half way and Liberty could easily make out the top half of Vice’s lips there for the whole world to see. Vice noticed that Liberty was staring at her, looking her over. “Do you like my dress?” Vice did a small complete turn. As she turned, Liberty noticed that her entire ass was hanging out of the back, just an incredibly small piece of overstretched leather was pulled around the middle of her cheeks as the thong couldn’t make it up past the full curvature of her butt cheeks. Liberty did like that dress on her. Very much so. But she didn’t want to admit it. With her back still to Liberty, Vice bent over slight so as to let Liberty see her curvy ass stick in the air. Vice slightly slapped her own ass with a riding crop. The impact of the leather strap left a red mark on her right cheek. Liberty sighed in delight at the force of the leather against her skin. “I picked it out just for you.” Vice said as she finished turning around.
Vice pushed the crop up under Liberty’s jaw to get her captive heroine to look into her eyes. “What brings you to my little play house? Are you brave? Or just stupid?” Liberty tried to talk through the gag, only to get out muffled grunts. Vice ran her gloved thumb over Liberty’s lips around the ball gag. “They feel so soft. So warm. So kissable. It’s a shame you are such a naughty girl. I think I’d rather enjoy kissing you.” Vice said seductively. Vice looked into Liberty’s eyes and she saw Liberty’s resolve. Vice smirked as she thought about breaking this little girl of it. “Or is it that you like me? You want to be punished, don’t you?” Vice purred as she licked the side of Liberty’s face.” Liberty shook her head no. “Don’t lie. Only naughty girls lie!” Vice slapped Liberty across the face. “Now look at me and tell me that you are a bad girl that needs to be punished!” Liberty stared back at vice, her face still stinging from the slap. However that slap only hardened her resolve. She wasn’t going to let the villain win. Not this time. Liberty grunted into her gag. Unsatisfied with Liberty’s response, Vice slowly and gently tapped her riding crop against Liberty’s face. “I know just what to do with you!” Vice started slowly walking around Liberty, running the crop against Liberty’s body, as she continued. “Ever since I saw your pretty little blonde hair, your luscious lips.” Vice slowed her steps as she stared over every inch of her helpless captive. “Your supple breasts, and perky nipples.” Vice ran her free hand over the top of her bulging cleavage as she spoke and ran the crop against Liberty. As the crop ran down to Liberty’s ass, Vice used the thick part of the handle as a leveling tool. She placed it length ways under Liberty’s cheeks and pushed up, letting the full shape and curvy nature of her ass to be presented to Vice’s face. Vice began kissing and nibbling on Liberty’s ass where it stuck out from her blue costume. “Your delightfully curvy, bubbly ass.” Vice allowed herself to say as she continued kissing, biting and licking Liberty’s exposed skin. Liberty fought her feelings of arousal. Her skin said yes, but her head said no. Vice wasn’t forcing herself upon her; she was just turning being extra playful for the moment. Vice stood up and started rubbing the handle of the crop between Liberty’s cheeks and down over Liberty’s pussy. Vice noticed a little glistening on the crop as some of Liberty’s juices has flowed down on the crop. “See. I knew you were lying. You came back because you like being punished. I gave you a taste before. No surprise you wanted more.” Her pride could easily be heard in her voice. Liberty felt embarrassed that she was getting turned, she had to fight back. Somehow. Vice licked the juices off the handle. “Yummy.” Liberty tried as hard as she could, pulling and tugging at her restraints. If only she could get enough leverage, she thought she could pull her arms off the hook that the rope was looped around above her. As she did so, she only was able to get small movements, nothing close to what she needed to accomplish her goal. “You’ve got spirit, like a wild horse. But like a wild horse, you’ve got to broken.” Vice then grinned evilly as she smacked Liberty’s ass hard and fast with the crop. The leather strap popping against her skin. The sharp pain was unexpected and made Liberty yelp and her body tighten. Liberty’s head shot up as she grunted into the gag. She inhaled deeply, bringing a few fumes from the gag into her body. She felt herself weaken, but just a little. Vice quickly smacked her again. And again. “You are such a naughty girl. You deserve to be punished.” Vice admired the reddening skin on Liberty’s ass. It was getting shiny as she continued smacking the same area with the crop. She methodically smacked the same area, making Liberty’s ass redder and redder as the leather sharply ran over the same section of skin. Liberty yelped at each blow. After a few more smacks, Liberty started crying slightly. The sting of the previous hit still aching as a new one began. Liberty tried to block out the sharp pains, but the stings tingled all over Liberty’s body. On some level, they actually felt good, but in a rather weird way. Liberty tried to use the pain, and turn it into anger, pulling at her restraints. Vice kept saying “You’re a naughty girl! And naughty girls get punished!” Vice stopped momentarily and gently rubbed the red areas of Liberty’s ass. Even the gentle touch of Vice’s cool latex covered glove made Liberty flinch, her ass was so tender. Vice ran her glove gently in small circles over the red areas, enjoying watching Liberty twitch as she did so. Vice walked around to see Liberty’s face. Liberty was still crying. “Are you a naughty girl?” Liberty made eye contact with Vice. Liberty pushed back her tears, thankful for the small respite. She just stared at Vice trying to keep her composure. “Do you like being punished?” Liberty just shook her head no and grunted into her gag knowing that attempting to talk wouldn’t work. Vice sighed then smirked as she leaned in close to Liberty’s face. “We shall add stubborn to the list. You are a very naughty, stubborn girl.” Vice grabbed a handful of Liberty’s golden locks and pulled back, stretching Liberty upright. Still holding her up, Vice used her other hand to reach and massage Liberty’s breasts. Vice enjoyed groping Liberty. As she continued rubbing her breasts and flicking Liberty’s nipples she felt herself overcome with excitement. She was rather enjoying breaking in the heroine. The idea of corrupting an innocent heroine, making her whimper in both pain and ecstasy turned Vice on like nothing ever had before. Vice looked into Liberty’s eyes there was no doubting it, Liberty was enjoying having her breasts sucked on and licked. Vice grinned as she kept eye contact with Liberty. Suddenly, with great precision, Vice used her crop to smack Liberty right on her erect nipple. Liberty bucked and yelled out as her tender nipple absorbed the pop. Liberty glared at Vice. She kept reminding herself that once she got free, she would enjoy personally taking this villainess downtown to the police station. Vice felt herself become a little frustrated as every time she inflicted pain, it seemed to only strengthen the young blonde’s resolve. “We’ve tried the stick, let’s give the carrot a try for a bit. Shall we?” Liberty looked at her captor with a confused look. Vice walked off to the side to a table that was just outside of the light, hidden away in the shadows. Vice came back holding a couple of items, but Liberty couldn’t make out what they were. She felt Vice walk up beside her, and run her hand down her back over her spine. Liberty felt shivers run over through her body. She shook her head trying to clear her mind of those types of thoughts.
Vice pulled at Liberty’s costume, causing it to ride up, and allow the rest of her ass to be seen. It jiggled slightly as her cheeks popped out of the constricting costume. “Oh my, such a lovely ass indeed!” Vice kissed Liberty’s cheeks again, avoiding the sore areas. She wanted Liberty to get lost in a world of pleasure. Liberty kept straining her neck, trying to see Vice. To see what she had, and what she was going to do. Vice, still holding onto Liberty’s costume tugged it ever so gently to the side. The material rolled over as she pulled and it exposed Liberty’s pussy. “So very pretty.” Vice gasped in feigned excitement, “And brazillian too! My kind of girl!” Vice felt a rush of emotions as her adrenaline started pumping. She felt herself worried as to what this evil woman was planning, but she also found herself anticipating what she might do. Her heart raced faster and faster as she felt a cold metallic object touch her lips. Liberty flinched, and bucked up, away from the cold metal. “I’m sorry, honey. Let me warm it up for you.” Vice sucked and licked on the vibrator to get it all warm and wet. She then pressed her fingers on either side of Liberty’s lips and pulled outward, stretching Liberty’s glorious hole open. Vice could tell that Liberty was already wet. “Excited are we? We are just getting started!” Vice purred as she slowly and gently pushed the vibrator inside Liberty. She was extra careful to be too fast or rough. Once it was firmly in, she walked stepped around so that she could see Liberty’s face. “You pussy looks so pretty with that dildo stuck up it. Liberty’s cheeks were flushed. She couldn’t deny it, she enjoyed the feeling of the toy inside her. “But it gets better!” In Vice’s hand, she held a small black box with a red button on it. She pressed it once, and it gave a small click. As soon as she did this, the toy sprang to life inside Liberty. It slowly vibrated and hummed inside her. Liberty’s cheeks became more and more flushed as she felt the tingles spread throughout her body. It was so teasingly good. “Doesn’t that feel good?” Vice asked. Liberty wouldn’t agree, but Vice saw it in her eyes. She was enjoying this. Vice stood quietly in the room listening to the gentle hum from the vibrator. She clicked it one more time and it increased speed. Liberty whimpered softly when it started. The tingles went from enjoyable to pleasurable. Not enough to have her orgasm, but she was most definitely on the right path.
“Your mistress is hungry. I’ll be back in a bit. Don’t go anywhere my little angel.” Vice walked into the darkness and Liberty saw light come in from an open door as Vice left the room. Liberty sighed as she was stuck there, a vibrator teasingly buzzing away inside her, with no way to get it to stop. Liberty tried to concentrate on her main goal. To escape. Yes. Escape. That’s what. Her mind got fuzzy as she felt the vibrator relentlessly continue. Liberty felt herself becoming more and more aroused. She even felt herself cum just a little as some juices flowed down from her exposed stuffed lips and run down her leg. She had to escape. Minutes agonizingly ticked by as she was forced to hang in limbo, on just this side of ecstasy. Liberty found herself now thinking one thing, and one thing only. She wanted to climax. She had to! Normally she could only take teasing herself for a few minutes before she finished the job when she masturbated. This had gone on so long that she felt her legs and her ass quiver as the toy massaged away at the same agonizingly slow speed. A few more minutes passed and the door opened again. Liberty felt herself build in anticipation as to Vice’s return. Her anticipation was turned to horror as she saw two men walk towards her. They had a look in their eyes. A look a wild dog gives an injured rabbit just before it eats the rabbit.
“What do we have here?”
“I do believe it’s a little fuck doll.” Liberty’s heart began racing. She knew what these two were thinking before they started talking. To hear their voices was chilling.
“I do believe you are right.” One man pulled at her hair, hard and fast, yanking her upright. His touch was mean and rough. Nothing like Vices. Vice was almost tender and loving. This man intended harm. He grabbed her face in his hand. “Too bad she’s got this thing in her mouth. I’d much rather she have my thing in her mouth.” Both men chuckled.
The other man circled behind Liberty and stopped behind her. “Someone’s got the case of the red ass.” He said as he smacked her ass hard, squeezing it firmly and jiggling it. The pain shot through Liberty like an arrow. She screamed into the gag.
“Ohhh I think she liked that.” The two men started fondling her roughly. Their intent on getting their enjoyment out of the helpless heroine before Vice returned.
“She’s got a fucking dildo up her slit. And boy, is she getting wet.” The man ran his hand over her lips and pushed the toy in further. “Ready for a man to finish the job, sweetie?” Liberty started crying out and shaking her head no. She was helpless to stop them. The two men were so enthralled in the rush of having one of Vice’s trophies for themselves, they didn’t notice the door open and close again. Just before the man behind Liberty could force himself into her, a whip wrapped itself around his neck and quickly snapped back, yanking him into the darkness. The front man stood in fear. He backed into Liberty.
“No…please no…I’m sorry. We just…we thought…”
Vice slowly stepped forward, purposefully. Her legs crossing over each other as she glared at the man. She unwound a whip with each step. Click. Click. Click. Her heels tapped against the cement floor. She stood in front of the man, he was so scared of her, he wet himself. Trembling in fear, the man obeyed without hesitation when she said, “Kneel.” She smacked the man hard repeatedly across the face. Left, right, left, right. Liberty watched Vice beat the man. She had felt that hand against her skin, but not like that. Vice was aiming to hurt the man. She was livid. As he kept yelling for her to stop, begging her to stop, Vice continued smacking him. “Would you have stopped if she begged you to?” Vice snapped back. Liberty realized then that Vice was defending her. She couldn’t believe it, but Vice appeared to be protecting her. A beaten, bloody mess lay on the ground where the man once knelt. He sobbed as he curled up. To add insult to injury, Vice pulled back and kicked the man square in the crotch. The man cried out in pain. “You don’t ever touch my property, you little bitch! Crawl your pathetic ass out of here, you piece of filth. And keep crawling until you are out of my domain. If I ever see you, or your ball-less ‘friend’ again I will kill you both.” The man started crawling away, glad to get a chance to escape. His friend finally came from out of the shadows and grabbed him. The two took off as fast as they could manage.
Vice pulled her bloody glove off her arm. And looked at Liberty. “I’m sorry you had to see that.” Liberty let loose a sigh. Vice tossed her bloody glove into the darkness. Vice went behind her and pulled out the toy. Liberty squirmed and her ass cheeks tightened as she felt the toy pull out. With a little squeal, Liberty instinctively disagreed with the action. Vice smiled. The carrot was working. Vice placed the toy back into Liberty’s wet pussy. In. Out. In. Out. Each time going a little faster and harder. Liberty felt herself becoming overcome with excitement. Vice knew what she was doing, and did it well. Liberty had all but forgotten about escaping, she just yearned for sweet release. Vice saw the juices stream down the metal shaft of the toy, she knew Liberty was close. Vice reached forward and grabbed the scruff of Liberty’s hair on her neck and pulled her back, arching her back as she was pulled upright. Vice held her close and tight, placing her hand firmly on Liberty’s neck, partially cutting off her wind, but not enough to make Liberty feel like her life was in danger. Vice started whispering into Liberty’s ear. “Do you want to cum? You want me to fuck you with this toy, and let you finally explode all over it? You little slut? You want me to fuck you?” Liberty tried so hard not to make a noise, but she was so turned on, she needed the sweet release. Vice wiggled the toy inside her. “Tell me you want me to fuck you, slut. Do you want me to use this toy? Huh? Fuck you hard, you naughty girl?” Liberty finally let out a tiny squeal as she gently nodded her head yes. Vice immediately made good on her questions. She turned the vibrator up to a much faster speed and started fucking Liberty’s wet hole. As she did so, Vice rubbed her body up and down on Liberty and she started to bite on Liberty’s shoulder. Liberty moaned and sighed as she felt the toy pleasure her. The added sensation of Vice’s body pressed against hers was even more exciting. Vice felt Liberty about to climax. As Liberty’s legs locked and started trembling, her ass shook uncontrollably. Vice kept plunging the toy in and out of Liberty as she felt Liberty cum hard all over the toy and her hand. Liberty yelled out in ecstasy as she came. Vice let go of her grip and Liberty fell back forward, until her restraints stopped her from falling. Vice walked around to face her, licking the toy dry. “You taste good.” Liberty was embarrassed by the whole event. Embarrassed that she had been played with, that she orgasmed, and even more embarrassed that she enjoyed it.
Vice stood before Liberty, licking the vibrator like a popsicle. "That wasnt so bad, was it?" Liberty found herself thinking about how good it was. She had imagined what it would be like, someone else's touch, someone else deciding when she orgasmed. She never imagined her first time would be tied up by a dominating villainess. Vice kept trying to look Liberty in the eye, but Liberty kept turning her head. Vice grabbed her chin. "What's the matter?" Liberty's eyes were slightly bloodshot and teary. Her cheeks flushed. "Are you upset?" Liberty didnt want to give Vice the satisfaction. "Oh my...you're embarassed! There is no need to be embarassed. Such a sweet, sexy woman as yourself. Not to mention tasty." Vice smiled as she licked her lips. Liberty was trained on Vice's lips. She saw them glisten as she licked them. "Is my naughty girl wanting something?" Vice pressed her lips close to Liberty's face. Something to taste, perhaps?" Implying she was going to kiss ther heroine. "Or something to touch?" Vice turned and placed her ass right in front of Liberty's face. Liberty had a hard time not enjoying looking as Vice's voluptuous round ass. It was far better than those volleyball girls. Liberty pushed her head down, trying to resist her thoughts of lust. She couldnt let this woman win, she had to stay strong.
Vice turned around. "Hmm. Well then, I think it's time for you to get some neutrition. Can't expect to keep you here and have be treated like the naughty stubborn girl you are without keeping your strength up. Vice adjusted Liberty's bondings, and had her now being pulled straight upright. Vice walked over to the counter and grabbed a glass of water. Making a slow sexy strut back to Liberty, she stopped and said, "No one will be able to hear your screams for help, so no need to even bother." She reached up and undid the ball gag and pulled it from Liberty's mouth. Liberty did her best to stay defiant. Vice placed the glass on Liberty's lips. "Go on. It's not drugged." She tilted the glass and the water inside flowed into Liberty's mouth. A small stream flowed over the edge, and ran down her chin. After taking a couple of big gulps, Liberty emptied the glass. "That's a good girl." Vice purred as she lowered the glass. Vice was completely caught off guard when Liberty sprayed the last gulp of water she had taken right in her captor's face. Vice dropped the glass and it shattered against the cement floor. Vice wiped the water out of her face. She glared over at Liberty who had this prideful smirk on her face. "That was very stupid you naughty slut! I know just the punishment for a rebellious bitch like you." Liberty opened her mouth to speak but was caught by Vice's firm grip. Clenching her hand against Liberty's jaw, she forced open her mouth. Vice crammed the ball gag back in her mouth. "YOU! Will be needing this!" Vice strapped the gag back on tightly. She lowered Liberty to a 90 degree angle and kept her there via the restraints and ropes. Vice then purposefully walked back to the counter and grapped her crop and a little tiny capsule sized vibrator that had a piece of adhesive on it. Vice got behind Liberty and grabbed the backside section of her uniform. Tugging it forcably to the side, revealing Liberty's pussy once again. Vice knelt down and attached the little capsule size vibrator right on top of Liberty's clit. Liberty squirmed as she felt the pressure against her. She wasnt clear as to how a vibrator would play into her 'punishment'. Vice turned it on, and it hummed away quickly. Liberty almost immediately felt the pleasure of the vibrations against her sensitive clit. She felt arousal coming on strong once again.
A little voice in Liberty's head whispered, "If this is punishment, I want to be a naughty girl." Liberty was far less resistant to the thought of being pleasured again. She thought back to the way it felt, having the toy thrust inside her, so powerful, so fast. Her imagination added with the stimulation from the toy, caused her pussy to become wet once again. This was what Vice was waiting for. She saw Liberty's lips start to glisten. She pressed her finger in Liberty to make sure. Liberty squealed in delight as Vice twisted and probed her fingers around. Once her fingers were adequately wet, she retracted then and wiped the juices onto Liberty's pussy lips. She heard Liberty moan as she did this. Smiling Vice said, "You are a naughty slut that deserves to be punished!" Vice pushed some of her wet hair out of her face, the results of Liberty's defiance still apparent. Vice flicked her wrist and the crop snapped up, the leather poping right on top of Liberty's wet lips. Liberty yelled out in pain as she leather collided with her swollen sensitive lips. The small vibrator still was working away. Between the smacks, Liberty felt pleasure then pain. Pleasure. Pain. Pleasure. Pain. It became twisted sometimes she felt the pleasure during the smack, and the pain afterwards. Each time Liberty yellped, Vice asked "Are you a naughty slut? Do you deserve to be punished?" Vice stopped the special spankings when she saw Liberty nod her head in agreement and yell out a muffled but obvious yes. Leaving the vibrator on to finish off it's job, Vice reached forward and unclasped the ball gag. "What did you say?"
"I'm a naughty girl who deserves to be punished."
Vice smiled, "That's right, you are." Vice playfully spanked Liberty's ass. "Mistress loves her girls to be naughty." Liberty was moaning loudly, her face was racked with pleasure as the pain from the spankings subsided, but she could still feel her lips throbbing as the vibrator buzzed away. "For admitting that you are a naughty girl who likes to be punished, I will give you one thing. Any thing you want, as a reward. Vice bent over Liberty, her body pressing against her captives' body. Whispering in Liberty's ear, she purred "Tell Mistress what you want."
Liberty's mind was a sex filled blur. All she could think about was how good it felt for Vice to touch her, and how much rapture she felt from that little toy that was still vibrating away. Liberty opened her mouth. The combination of her sex filled mind and the way Vice’s breath felt against her ear, coupled with her voluptuous body pressed against her, Liberty whispered softly. “I want you to fuck me, Mistress.”
Vice felt her heart race. She had her! This little heroine was hers and hers alone. She could have asked for escape, or to be freed, but she wanted Vice to pleasure her. And the fact that Liberty called her Mistress was just more exhilarating. Vice pulled back and stood up. She yanked at Liberty’s arms, and tied them back to the rope hanging from the ceiling. Vice grabbed a handful of Liberty’s hair and she whispered into Liberty’s ear. “You have made me so happy. Your Mistress with fuck you well and good, MY Naughty Girl.” Vice then started nibbling on Liberty’s ear. Vice worked her way down Liberty’s neck, biting and licking at her outfit. Vice worked her magic tongue again on Liberty’s breasts and nipples through her suit. This time as she did so, Vice would suck hard as she could on Liberty’s breast and rubbed her hands against Liberty’s ass. She was still tender from the spankings but it felt good, the way she squeezed her ass and rubbed it all over. After spending several minutes sucking on her breasts and getting them both hot and bothered, Vice worked her way down to Liberty’s crotch, kissing her stomach as she went down. Liberty started sighing and moaning in anticipation. “Yes…yes, mistress. Please fuck your naughty girl, mistress!” Liberty didn’t know where it was coming from, and she didnt care. All she wanted was the pleasure Vice could provide. Vice flicked off the little toy from Liberty’s lips and began licking away. As she did so, Liberty moaned each time. Vice began to French kiss Liberty’s pussy with no intention of stopping until she had brought HER heroine to a climax. The way Vice’s lips felt against her tender lips, the way her warm wet tongue danced in her vagina, and the was Vice’s nose nuzzled up against her clit was just too much for the heroine. She started moaning and crying out in pleasure as Vice continued. “Oh fuck! Fuck me! Yes! Don’t stop! Don’t Stop Mistress!” Liberty moaned out as Vice buried her face deeper into Liberty’s pussy. Vice felt Liberty’s body squirm and tremble all around her. Seconds later, Liberty exploded in Vice’s mouth as Liberty yelled out in ecstasy. Liberty felt herself tremble all over as Vice’s wet face lapped at her swollen lips, making sure to get every last drop. Vice stood up, and looked at Liberty in the face. Liberty could see her juices streaming on her face. Vice started using her finger to wipe a stream off her chin when Liberty leaned forward and smiled as she felt herself sexually satisfied.
Liberty's juices still on Vice's lips and face, Vice removed the rope from it's hook and told Liberty to kneel. "Fuck my pussy with your tongue you little whore. Please your mistress with your mouth!" Liberty willingly knelt before Vice as vice slowly pulled down her barely there panties to around her thighs. Liberty looked up at Vice with this ‘May I fuck you mistress’ look in her eye. Vice didn’t say a word. She placed her hand behind Liberty’s head and pushed her willing face into her groin. Vice never let this happen. She never got attached. She took pleasure from their pain. Never from…”Ohh fuck!” Vice yelled out. Liberty wasn’t a pro, but what she lacked in experience, she made up for in determination. Liberty took extra time to spend licking and sucking on Vice’s clit which made her mistress moan. She knew she was doing a good job as Vice started gyrating her hips into her face. Liberty added her fingers to her licking and probing. Before long, Vice was trembling as she orgasmed into Liberty’s young face. Liberty licked up all of the cum and juices eagerly. She loved the way Vice tasted. As she continued to lap up around Vice’s pussy, Vice felt herself about to come again. “Don’t fucking stop you little slut! Lick my pussy!” As streams of juices still coursed down her face and chin, Liberty assaulted her Mistress’ slit once more. And shortly, Vice came again, harder and stronger this time. More juices flowed into the heroines mouth. Before Liberty could lap it all up, Vice pulled her head up from her dripping wet pussy and started licking and frenching her little pussy whore. As she licked her juices from Liberty’s lips, they continued kissing. “That’s my good little slut.”
“Thank you mistress.”
Vice knew what she wanted. To make a pet orgasm was one thing and to have her pleasure her Mistress was another. To kiss her. That would show emotion. To show passion. Vice hesitated, but only for a second. She leaned in and the two of them kissed. they both could taste their own juices on each other's lips and tongue. This just made them kiss each other harder.
Vice gripped her face sternly and pulled her face off hers. A stream of saliva mixed with Liberty’s fluids stretched across the gap between their lips. Liberty smiled and gave a look of pleasure in a way hoped that she had pleased her Mistress. Vice reached into her boot and pulled out what appeard to be a little spray bottle of perfume. She pointed the sprayer towards Liberty's face and gave a good press. A little cloud of chemicals sprayed into her face. Liberty went limp in VIce's arms.
Hours, perhaps more went by and Liberty found herself on the top of a roof, with a little pigeon staring at her. she moved her arm, but it was tied at the wrist to her other arm in front of her. Liberty rolled around until she was sitting upright. She reached down and untied her ankles. Once her legs were free, she walked over to where the airconditioner equipment was and found a partly sharp edge that she used to saw at the ropes and unbind her hands. Once her hands were free, she pulled the cloth gag out of her mouth. She looked around, confused, trying to make sense of it. Why did Vice just let her go? Where was she? One thing was certain. She had never felt so satisfied before. She actually felt a slight air of confidence from the thoughts of being pleasured by Vice. Liberty ran her fingers over her lips. And from pleasuring Vice. Liberty never knew that the life of a heroine could be so...tasty.
