Ann Ch. 12

I pushed her over on her back and laid on top of her. I held her face between my hands and kissed her from chin to forehead and ear to ear. I toyed with her clicker with my tongue and after a deep kiss, I held it with my fingers, curiously twisting it very carefully. It sat in a hole pierced through her septum as close to the tip of her nose as it could.

"Did it hurt?"

I was curious for a reason; one day, I might get one.

"To be honest, yes it did. Some girls get it through the cartilage, that should be the worst, but this one is sitting further out. I was held with a special pair of pliers; that hurt itself, and when the needle came through, my eyes watered and my nose went runny. But the healing time was uneventful and the stretching too."

"I have thought about it several times during the evening, and I think I am prepared for it when and if I get it. Does the ring have to sit in the piercing while it is healing?"

"Yes, but you can get a clear acrylic retainer that doesn't protrude from the nostrils. No one will notice."

"That was my biggest concern. Now, where was I?"

I kissed her nose again and went to her ear, licking it with my tongue. Rosie sighed with pleasure. I did her other ear and let my tongue slide over her breasts. I pulled her nipple rings until her whimpering changed a bit. Her breasts stood up in the shape of a cone, and when I released them, they found their original shape again, but with nipples much more erect.

"Have you ever had them chained, those rings?"

"Oh, yes. Sometimes just with a pendant or a small weight hanging in them. Sometimes they have been connected with a chain. I have even had a long chain between them, running through my septum ring."

"Wow, not easy to hide when you are shopping?"

"It has been at parties. Never in public. Kinks aren't supposed to be rubbed off on innocent bystanders."

I was glad to hear that. Rosie continued:

"When we had stretched my septum and nipples to this gauge, Jenny surprised me at a party with the Sister's Society. She threaded a small padlock through each piercing and snapped them closed. I had to go all evening with the locks hanging. I had to be careful to keep my mouth shut, a padlock can do something nasty to your front teeth. My nose was unlocked later, but the nipple locks stayed all weekend."

I imagined what it would be like, and that made me wet again. I had been playing with Rosie's breasts and nipples for a while, and couldn't wait to taste her pussy again. Not even two weeks before, I had only tasted my own pussy by licking my fingers after having masturbated. The taste had been ok, but post-orgasm impressions weren't adding to my pleasure. Now I had become very fond of oral sex, mostly because it was a good way to pleasure my girlfriends, but the taste meant a lot to me too. They didn't taste exactly alike, and I wondered if you could tell women apart, just from their taste.

"I like the way you taste, Miss. And Mistress Jenny too. Do all women taste differently?"

Rosie giggled in between her moaning.

"I don't know, I haven't tasted them all yet."

She stopped talking as I began to suck on her clit. Instead, she let out a long moaning sound that made me proud of what I was doing. In less than two weeks I had changed from a lonely girl to a pussy licking maniac. The soreness I had felt in my tongue the first morning had disappeared the next day, and I was enjoying giving oral sex. The best was perhaps the evening when Rosie was facesitting me, forcing me to lick her. A thought struck my mind: Would there be an initiation ritual with the Sister's Society? Like me licking all of them? The idea freaked me out for a second or two before I realized I probably would love it. My hands found Rosie's nipples, rubbing them and pulling them slightly.

I returned to lick her labia as I felt she was getting closer to her climax. I didn't intend to drag this out to last all night, but I was a bit selfish and wanted to lick her some more. Rosie's hands found my head and pushed my face close into her crotch.

"Please, please. Give me your tongue, lick my clit."

I obeyed and flicked my tongue against it. I pursed my lips over it and began sucking in a slow rhythm, hearing my Miss follow that rhythm with her moaning. Slowly I intensified the sucking and decided to let her have her big O soon. Rosie began to tilt her pelvis according to the rhythm and suddenly, she pressed my face much harder against her crotch. I made my sucking more intense, and suddenly my Miss came. I supported her orgasm with my tongue on her clit, and as her moaning decreased, I stopped licking and returned my tongue to her pussy. With long strokes on her labia, I calmed her down and licked all her juices away. I guessed she felt as spent as I had been, and I slowed my licking. Rosie lay still, and I was afraid she had fallen asleep, but I continued licking her.

"Mmmm, I would love to let you do that all night. I have never been licked to sleep, but I want to hug you instead. Come up here, my love."

I gave her pussy a final kiss and moved further up in the bed, where Rosie was waiting with a long kiss and two arms to hold me tight.

"I would love to lick you until you fall asleep, Miss."

"Another day. You must be tired now."

"I am, but serving my Mistress and Miss is important."

"No, it isn't. Jen has taught me about duty to self and duty to others. We cannot benefit from an exhausted slave, so the most important thing for a Domme is to see to the sub's needs. If you were my employee, you couldn't work efficiently if you didn't get food and rest.

"Some employers should be told that."

"I second that. I have met a few."

Rosie hugged me. I think that the best description is a 'full body hug': One arm around my neck, the other under my other arm, pressing me in my back, a leg between mine, resting against my pussy, and the last leg holding my thigh close against her pussy. I think no position gives more skin contact.

We kissed, enjoying being close together. No words were spoken and the only sounds were our calm breathing. The rhythm slowed down, and at a point, I noticed that Rosie's tongue wasn't very responsive; she had fallen asleep. I let her mouth go and enjoyed being with her. It had been a fantastic evening, and I had been fondling and kissing a girl in public. And I had been dancing too. I wondered when there would be a day without new experiences. All of my previous 'firsts' were things I would truly enjoy every time, so my plan of trying everything twice hadn't yet backfired. Rosie moved a bit in her sleep and hugged me closer. My sweet girlfriend. I felt so lucky. And while I wondered if having three whisky sours counted as tried once, or if I had exceeded the two tries that eliminated my right of veto, I fell asleep.