Cuck: Pt 2

“Jesus fucking christ, Jade.” Iz finally mustered.

Jade barked out a laugh. She was giddy, riding a high of her own, the divine high of attunement. She had felt as if she had merged with Iz.

“Not bad for a first go.” Jade replied, downplaying her euphoria.

She poured herself a glass of white wine and sat beside Iz. She stroked Iz’s leg tenderly, drawing circles with her fingertips.

“God, I’m so gross right now. I can’t even.” Iz groaned, “I’m normally not like-- well-- you know. That doesn’t happen.”

“That makes it extra special.” Jade assured.

“I need a shower.” Iz declared.

“Of course.”

Jade stood and held out a hand for Iz to grab. Iz took one last pull from the joint and accepted Jade’s support. She wrapped the blanket around her body and proceeded behind Jade as they exited the sunroom and took a turn back down the dark hallway. Jade held open another door and flicked on a light switch as Iz entered. It was more like a home spa than a personal washroom. In the center of a sprawling, moss green tiled room was a deep hot tub. There were showers poking out of the walls and shelves for toiletries. In one corner Iz could see a door to another room with a sign marked “dry sauna,” and in another corner she noticed a door she assumed led to some sort of toilet.

“Make yourself at home.” Jade said and began unbuttoning her dress.

She removed it casually, and retrieved a hanger from a discreet rack to the left of the entrance. For a moment, Iz felt embarrassed, like she wasn’t supposed to be seeing Jade’s now exposed flesh. She blinked, snapping out of it, remembering only moments earlier Jade had been inside her, hooked into her vulva as Iz ceded control. If Jade wasn’t phased by this, neither was she. Iz gingerly folded the blanket and set it on a shelf, then removed her damp dress. She didn’t know how she would make it home in a dress soaked in her own ejaculate. Would Jade let her borrow something? Did she want to borrow something? If she borrowed an outfit, that would mean seeing Jade again, or handing the evidence of their tryst off to Rodney, which was an even less palatable option. She shook her head, trying to dislodge the logistical conundrum from the forefront of her mind. Now wasn’t the time to be contemplating such trivialities. Jade was naked.

Jade stood beside the hot tub and turned on the water, beginning to fill the tub. Iz stood back, unsure of what the next step was until Jade cut in.

“Why don’t you wash off? There’s some soap to the left and I can grab you a washcloth.”

“I’ll be fine. I’ll just use my hands.”

Iz turned the knob and waited for the water to warm, then stepped in absorbing the heat. Jade walked over to the shower beside Iz and washed herself. She pumped a handful of soap into one hand and began lathering her body. Iz didn’t know if Jade was simply comfortable beside her or was inviting her to watch. Iz snuck glances, too timid to stare outright. The water dribbled down Jade’s body, pirouetting between her breasts, dripping from her pointed nipples. Rivulets ran through her bush between her luminous thighs. Jade scrubbed her body aggressively, with casual butch confidence. Without the dress, Jade morphed into androgyny. She wiped away the water in her eyes and shut the faucet, spitting into the drain. Then walked over to the hot tub and sat on the edge, dipping her hand into the water. Droplets glistened upon her skin. Iz stood, mesmerized by the crease of her waist as Jade reached to turn off the water. She glanced over at Iz and gracefully hopped into the tub.

“You’re joining me, right?” Jade inquired.

“Clearly,” Iz replied without pause.

She shut her water and began walking over to join Jade, but as she reached the tub, she noticed the water was reddish brown. She looked up, perplexed.

“Mugwort. It’s a tea leaf.” Jade explained.

“Oh.” Iz said, raising her eyebrows.

“It’s good for circulation and menstrual issues among other things. Plus, it smells nice.”

Jade held out a hand, beckoning Iz. Iz ignored the hand and leaned over to sniff the reddish water. An inviting herbal aroma wafted up. She sat on the ledge and swung her feet into the water, easing her body down into the warm herbal bath, exhaling contentedly. She didn’t know if it was a trick of the mind, but she could have sworn she felt her body tingling from the mugwort.

“What do you think?” Jade asked.

“It’s refreshing, almost like menthol.” Iz replied.

“It has a similar effect. I always find that I’m a little more sensitive after.” Jade remarked, her sly eyes glistening.

They sat together, silent apart from their breath and the gentle shifts of water between them. Jade stared at Iz, unrepentant, challenging. Iz, never one to back down from a staring contest, returned Jade’s gaze with similarly unflinching intensity. Iz consciously relaxed her brow, freezing her face into an unreadable expression until Jade smirked, her face softening.

“Do you like games?” Jade asked.

“Depends.” Iz replied.

“Truth or Dare?” Jade proposed.

“What are we, in middle school?” Iz countered, chuckling.

“Why not? The youth know what’s good.” Jade smiled broadly.

Iz couldn’t help but smile in return. There was something about seeing impenetrable Jade relax that invited her to do the same.

“Fine. But it’s much less fun with just two people.” Iz replied.

“Maybe. Guess we’ll find out.” Jade mused. “Truth, or dare?”

“Truth.” Iz chose without much thought.

“Why Peter?” Jade asked.

Iz blushed, swallowing hard as she considered her words. She looked off into the distance.

“He’s… I can criticize his entire existence, and he’ll absorb the useful parts.” Iz said, after a pause.

“That’s enough to fuck him?” Jade scoffed.

“No. I mean-- It’s hard to explain. He’s so innocent in a way, like a child discovering the world, and I want to ruin him. I want to deconstruct his reality and paint him into my own and destroy his ability to be content in his old ways.” Iz paused, realizing the harshness of her words, yet she continued, “And I want a third of the company. I deserve it, and I’d run it so much better than Peter or Rodney ever could.”

Jade doubled over laughing.

“So romantic!” Jade chided.

“And he’s cute!” Iz laughed and splashed water at Jade. “Now it’s your turn: truth or dare?”

“Truth for a truth.” Jade replied.

“What’s the real story with you and Rodney?” Iz asked.

Jade studied Iz’s face intently.

“The dungeon story wasn’t good enough for you?” Jade teased.

“I didn’t believe you.” Iz replied.

“You didn’t believe any of it?” Jade asked.

“I saw the cage. That I can believe. But the other part, I can’t.” Iz replied.

“Fiction is as much reality as anything else. But fine...” Jade raised an eyebrow, but continued, “We met at university. Nothing remarkable there. He was obsessed with me, and I didn’t care. He was a fin-bro, and I had to take business classes to graduate. I was moonlighting as a dominant, and somehow he caught wind and began messaging me, badgering me, asking me to make him my slave. I told him I didn’t do that sort of thing for cheap, then rattled off some unreasonable number when he asked me how much I charged. To my surprise, he agreed to it. I thought he was just agreeing to get closer to me. He seemed vanilla. Boring. But again, he surprised me by being malleable. I flogged him, bound him, shocked him, made him scrub my feet and clean my house, and he did all of it. And the strange part was that he kept coming back. After a point, it became less about me than about what I was doing to him. I didn’t know how he was affording my time, but somehow he was, and he never complained or tried to bargain me down. The real breakthrough came when we started playing with chastity cages. I secured a stainless steel cage over his dick, and the little man came alive, growing to fill the space. It was clearly painful, and he cried, but he was smiling. He had finally reached his sub space. I remember it was a beautiful moment. I held him as his tears seeped into my corset…” Jade trailed off, remembering.

“And then what? How did you end up married?” Iz pressed.

“I collared him. He asked me to marry him. I told him, only if he formally ceded all of his current and future assets to me. He agreed. And here we are.” Jade wrapped up succinctly.

“I guess we’re both romantics.” Iz snorted.

“The most romantic.” Jade added, “Now your turn: truth or dare?”

“Dare.” She replied without hesitation.

“I dare you to play with me for one minute.”

Jade spread her legs and cocked her head to the side, biting her lip.

“How will we know when a minute has passed?” Iz asked.

“There’s a clock on the wall if you’re that worried.” Jade teased.

“You’re the one who stipulated it would be for one minute.” Iz volleyed back.

“Fine, you’re right. Can I change my dare?” Jade asked, coyly.

“Maybe, depends.” Iz replied.

“I dare you to play with me until we finish the game.” Jade said, “That way you won’t have to worry about looking at the clock.”

Iz felt the urge to challenge Jade’s dare, but simultaneously wanted to touch her. She wanted to plunge her fingers deep into Jade’s warmth. But she didn’t want to come off as too eager. And yet, Jade didn’t seem to be concerned about presenting herself as thirsty. She’d proposed the dare. Iz was simply agreeing to her terms. Before she knew what was happening, she felt herself migrating over to Jade’s side of the tub. Her desires had a mind of their own. Iz paused as she arrived between Jade’s legs, their eyes locked and she reached down and slid her fingers between Jade’s lips. Jade shut her eyes and moaned. Iz leaned in and kissed Jade’s neck, drawn like a moth to a flame, beyond reason or conscious decision making, her lips pressed against Jade’s downy soft flesh. Iz eased her fingers in and out, cupping Jade’s vulva, taking her time, going almost too slowly. She kissed across Jade’s collarbone as their breasts brushed. Iz held Jade’s head and Jade relaxed into her touch. Jade’s hips rose and fell, urgently trying to meet Iz’s thrusts, demanding more. And more. Jade reached to grab Iz’s hips to pull her closer. She wanted to feel Iz’s body against hers. She turned her head to kiss Iz’s arm, slowly sucking and opening her lips to draw her tongue into Iz’s elbow crease. Iz explored Jade’s vulva, mapping every wall with her finger tips. She played with pressing into a spongy patch and Jade sharply exhaled.

“Too much?” Iz asked, pulling away.

“No, no, no. Again! Please.”

Jade grabbed Iz’s wrist and pulled her hand deeping inside of her cunt, sliding her hips up and down against Iz’s hand. Iz pressed again into the same area, and Jade’s legs widened as Jade’s eyes clamped shut.

“Keep going. Keep going. Don’t stop!” Jade commanded.

Iz pressed again, and again, increasing her pace as she felt Jade’s vagina contracting around her fingers with every thrust. With her other hand she began pinching Jade’s nipples-- twisting them, flicking them, pulling Jade’s body forward by her apex as she fucked her. Iz untucked one of her fingers from Jade’s slit and began using it to tease Jade’s anus. Jade’s breathing grew more rapid. Iz began dipping her finger into Jade’s anus as she fucked her. She watched Jade writhe below her. She pressed her knees into Jade’s thighs, spreading her apart, seeing how far she could stretch her lover’s body. Jade opened, accepting Iz’s control, accommodating more and more until she felt herself coming.

“Harder! Fill me! Fuck!” Jade cried.

Iz tucked her thumb into Jade’s vulva as Jade pulsed with her orgasm. Her vagina and anus contracting around Iz’s hand. A wave of blissful sensation caressed Jade’s body as Iz fucked her. She shook. Her legs closed around Iz’s hand. Iz held on, sensing it wasn’t over.

“Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me. Oh god. I can’t stop coming.”

Jade's toes pointed and her hair stood on end, goosebumps covering her body. Another orgasm crept up her thighs. Even Iz’s labored breath tickled her sensitive skin. Iz kept her pace, watching tears fall from Jade’s eyes and drool pooling in the corners of her mouth. It was incredible, feeling her body spasm in her hands. The power of holding such a woman. Iz’s clit was hard, enlivened. She began fucking Jade even faster, the water around them sloshing about, spilling onto the floor. Jade began gasping, her moans growing higher pitched until suddenly she collapsed back against the tub and pushed Iz away with such force Iz nearly fell.

“Sorry! I didn’t mean to do that.” Jade apologized. “Are you okay?”

Iz laughed, her restraint falling away.

“Definitely.” Iz replied.