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I Kissed A Girl	By : SideshowJazz Category: +S through Z > Total Drama Island Views: 3157 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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SideshowJazz1 took a break before she summoned Courtney. The room had changed a bit, too. It was very neat and orderly, as well as well-lit. The bed was a four-poster with light purple sheets and a canopy like a curtain. The wall of toys remained.

“Courtney?” SideshowJazz1 ventured. “What do you think of the room?”

The Hispanic brunette didn't look angry any more, just shocked. “You made this up? I thought dark and steamy was more your style.”

“I'm a hopeless romantic at heart.” SideshowJazz1 shrugged. “But this was something I hoped you'd like. Kind of a fairytale room.”

“Although I don't think many fairytale princesses have paddles, handcuffs and strap-ons on the wall.” Courtney quipped.

“Do you want to use them?” SideshowJazz1 asked her. “It's all your choice, this thing.”

Courtney began to look excited about what was coming next. “Maybe. So can I choose how we do this? Cause I hope you know that whenever I do anything like this – although I've only done it with guys before – I choose what pace we go at.”

“Yes, Courtney.” SideshowJazz1 said meekly.

“And...” Courtney paused.

“What is it?”

“No one will know what happens between us, right?”

“Not unless you want it to.” SideshowJazz1 assured her. “And don't forget, I'm from a different world. If you do something you don't want anyone to know about, I can't tell anyone you know. And I won't tell anyone in my world, anyway.”

Courtney loved letting loose and breaking the rules. But she also loved to be in charge. So as she advanced on SideshowJazz1, looking sort of like a lioness, she leaned in. And then she whispered in the author's ear “You can call me your Mistress.”

Now SideshowJazz1 had half been expecting that. Courtney would want to be addressed in a respectful way, and her wish for control was a given. But she didn't really know if she expected Courtney to have a kinky side. As it turned out, her kinky side went far beyond making the girl call her by a certain name.

Courtney glanced at the handcuffs on the wall, and chose the pink fluffy ones, roughly locking one cuff around SideshowJazz1's left wrist, and attaching the other cuff to one of the posts on the bed.

“I'll give you due warning.” Courtney said. “You better do exactly what I say, unless you really want me to punish you. I'm not going to go soft on you.”

SideshowJazz1 nodded submissively. She'd given herself just enough time to recover herself from the first encounter, just enough to dry off and get to a point where she could still have fun.

“Verbal response, please.” Courtney said sternly.

“Yes.” SideshowJazz1 mumbled submissively.

“Yes, what?”

And although SideshowJazz1 had written these words before and had dreamed of being dominated, she could barely force the words out. But, still she managed to say “Yes, Mistress.”

“Very good.” Courtney said. “You still don't seem to know your place, but I'll fix that.” As opposed as she'd been to this at the start, she definitely wasn't any more. Her dark eyes sparkled with anticipation and excitement. She glanced down at her conservative clothes, and scowled at them. However, she didn't take them off just yet. She looked at SideshowJazz1 again and said “Can you get those off one-handed?”

“Well, my T-shirt might get caught if I'm still cuffed.” SideshowJazz1 admitted, looking a bit amused.

Courtney muttered something, then uncuffed her for one moment, pulled the T-shirt and bra straps off herself and then re-cuffed the girl to the bedpost. “Now can you do it? If you can't, I'll help.” she offered.

SideshowJazz1 struggled to unhook her bra. After a few seconds, Courtney gave an impatient sigh. “I'll take that off you. You get the rest of your clothes off. And that watch needs to come off, too.”

When SideshowJazz1 was completely exposed, Courtney took three more pairs of handcuffs off the wall (there was an extensive choice). She used each of them to encircle SideshowJazz1's other wrist and both ankles to the other bedposts, leaving her uncomfortably stretched and totally open.

Courtney looked at her critically. “I've imagined better.” she admitted. “But if I have to be into girls right now, you're all right. Now,” and here her voice took on a seductive tone. “What do you want?”

“I want whatever you choose, Mistress Courtney.” SideshowJazz1 said, somehow truthful. The helplessness of her position turned her on completely.

“Does it make you wet, knowing that I can do whatever I want to you, and you can't stop me?”

“Oh, yes, Mistress!”

“Do you want me to find out if you're telling the truth or if you're just telling me what I want to hear?”

“I wouldn't lie to you, Mistress.”

“I still think I better check.” Courtney said calmly, sliding a dainty index finger into SideshowJazz1. She stopped pretending to be in search of whether the girl was truthful and fingered her roughly, adding another finger when SideshowJazz1 whimpered. She wasn't used to such rough treatment, and it was more painful than pleasurable.

“How's that?” Courtney said. It was clear that she was thoroughly enjoying herself.

“Hurts...” SideshowJazz1 gasped out. “Can't you...slow down...”

Courtney showed no mercy, going even faster. “You like this now, you slut? Huh? HUH?”

“Please please stop for a moment!” SideshowJazz1 begged. “I can't take it!”

“Tough, you should have thought about that before you planned all this. And you're just so hot and moist that I want to add another finger. In fact, I think I will.” Courtney did it and SideshowJazz1 screamed, the pain overtaking everything so that she couldn't feel anything else.

After a few minutes of this, tears dripped down the submissive girl's face and Courtney felt a little bit of guilt. She removed all of the fingers but one, and pumped it in and out slowly. It still hurt a little bit, but only because of her rough treatment earlier. It started to feel good again.

“Are you truly sorry that you forced us into this?” Courtney asked as she kept going.
“Yes!” SideshowJazz1 said, hoping it would earn her a break.

“Liar!” Courtney slapped her booty hard. “Tell the truth!”
“Okay, I'm not sorry! I wanted this from the start and I wanted you all!” SideshowJazz1 admitted.

“And that means you're my slut until I say otherwise, doesn't it?”

“Yes! Yes, Mistress, I'm your slut! You can do whatever you want to me!” Now it was harder to get the words out. Courtney's finger wasn't too fast, but it was deeper, hitting the right spot and as she finished speaking, it hit SideshowJazz1's G-spot, making her cry out wantonly.

Courtney noticed when the girl's kitty began shaking and pulled out. She didn't want the author to come until she'd paid for making her do something she didn't want to do. No doubt she was having fun now, and had been a little excited ever since SideshowJazz1 told all the girls that they had total control, but she wasn't going to give up on making her pay. Even if some of the other girls had their own plans on that.

“What next?” Courtney mused as she finally stripped off herself. “Oh. You hungry, slut?”

“Yes, Mistress!”

“You wanna lick me?”

“It would be an honour, Mistress!”

“You wanna drink every drop and make me feel even better than I made you feel?”

“So much, Mistress!”

“Well, if you want it so badly, I'll allow you.” Courtney settled herself on SideshowJazz1's face and said “Start licking.” Her booty was a lot tighter and smaller than Anne Maria's, so she was half on the pillow in order to give the smaller girl access. And just as Anne Maria had discovered, SideshowJazz1 had a naturally talented tongue.

But unlike Anne Maria, who had openly let SideshowJazz1 know how much she was enjoying it, Courtney bit her lip, trying hard not to let her moans out. More of her fluids seeped out, while SideshowJazz1 eagerly licked them up (although some of them dripped down her chin), but she refused to show any vocal indication of how much she was enjoying it. She wasn't going to reassure this girl at all.

SideshowJazz1 just tried harder to get deeper into Courtney – not an easy task with the position she was in. She licked everywhere she could find, and eventually, a muffled squeal escaped Courtney's lips. She tried to conceal it, but it was out, and SideshowJazz1 finally knew she was starting to do all right.

As she got deeper in, Courtney tried harder to keep her sounds in, but she kept wanting so badly to let loose and moan, to beg the dark-haired sub to never stop the motions of her tongue. Eventually, just before the author brought her to climax, Courtney relented.

“Oh my God, you little slut...oh yeah, like that...make me come!”

And SideshowJazz1 never stopped, even as Courtney screamed one more time and the fluids squirted out of her. Courtney rolled off SideshowJazz1 and lay down beside her for a moment to get her breath back.

“Did I do okay, Mistress?” SideshowJazz1 asked, taking in gulps of fresh air after being trapped under the Hispanic girl.

“Okay, you're good with your tongue.” Courtney admitted. “But I still don't think you realize how naughty you've been and how much you deserve to be punished.”

By this time, the author didn't know if she could take any more after Courtney wouldn't let her climax after the fingering, but the horny words spilled out of her. “I know I've been a bad girl, Mistress, but you must understand...I didn't have anyone like you to teach me the ropes...”

“I know, sweetie,” Courtney smiled, cupping her cheek, “And that's why I'm going to have to correct you now. I believe I saw a whip on that wall of yours...”
SideshowJazz1 could have written the whip out of her story entirely, but she'd promised Courtney she could do whatever she wanted.

“Now,” the Hispanic girl said as she retrieved the whip and stood over the restrained, scared but very aroused girl, “I think twenty might just be enough. But you need to remember to count them off, and thank me each time.”

“Yes, Mistress.” SideshowJazz1 breathed.

“Let's rehearse it once.” Courtney brought the whip down on SideshowJazz1's exposed stomach.

“One!” SideshowJazz1 managed to gasp out. “Thank you, Mistress.”

“Very good, slut.” Courtney said. “Now let's start properly.”

To be fair, SideshowJazz1 was quite good at keeping track. Courtney couldn't find one fault as she counted correctly and thanked her Mistress every time. And Courtney couldn't deny that she was liking it. She liked the way it felt to have this girl calling her 'Mistress' and agreeing with her every word. She'd never been able to find a guy who would submit to her so willingly, not even Scott. But this girl, who she'd only just met, would do anything for her.

And that thought made her so wet.

“Maybe you've paid enough.” Courtney mused out loud. “What do you think, you little slut?”

“I've so learned my lesson, Mistress.” SideshowJazz1 whimpered. “Thank you for teaching it to me.”

“You'll never be so slutty again?”

“I swear, Mistress, I'll never do it again!”

“Do you think you deserve to be rewarded?”

“No, Mistress, I don't, but I desperately want to!”

Courtney smirked. “You're right, you don't deserve it. But I could give it to you. Do you want me to make you come?”

“Please, Mistress, make me come!”

“Are you sure you want it?”

“Yes, please, please, Mistress, please!” SideshowJazz1 was almost crying now. She desperately needed to get off, and she couldn't move herself. Begging Courtney to do it for her was humiliating, but, somewhere deep down, she wanted Courtney to do it more than she could ever admit.

“All right, you little whore, I think you may deserve it after all.” Courtney said. She jumped on SideshowJazz1, sliding one leg underneath her and rubbing their kitties together. It was a totally new feeling to the author, who could barely breathe. Words still spilled out of her. “This is so good...I love it...oh wow, please never stop...more...”

Finally, the two girls climaxed together. As Courtney stood up and got dressed, SideshowJazz1 eliminated the handcuffs from the posts and wrote them back on the wall.

Courtney stared. “You could have gotten out of that position any time you wanted?”

“Kind of.” SideshowJazz1 said. “I kind of wrote into the story that you girls could do whatever you wanted to me. I could only get rid of those once you were done. But damn, you were rough on me!”

“You're not exactly as innocent as you look.” Courtney shot back. “You really responded to me calling you 'slut'.”

SideshowJazz1 at least had the grace to blush. “I have my kinks, you have yours. I don't mind being degraded a little bit during sex.” She paused, and then said “I'll send you home now. Do you want to remember that, or should I erase your memory?”

“Hmmm....remember or forget how I made a girl beg me to get her off?” Courtney pretended to muse. “I think I'd rather remember it. Not that I'm proud of how crazy your hormone changes made me...but that feeling of power is something I'd like to remember.”

“Sure.” SideshowJazz1 smiled. “Oh, and your heterosexuality is back. But here's a piece of advice – choose your boyfriends more carefully. Bad boys are fun, but they usually will break your heart in the end. Bye!”

And with that, two were down, with five to go.
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