Mountains of Rubber Chapter 8 Knotty
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The feel of the cords brushing against her face brought Daniella upward from trance, just a little bit. With her right hand still holding the laces in front of Daniella's face, Mistress reached over to the table with her left hand. The slave could only tell, from her kneeling position, that MzDominica was picking up something -- but she couldn't tell what. The looped cords continued to fascinate her, as memories from last night surfaced. Images of Annie dancing, sinuously. Remembering her desire to untie those laces, and run her fingers over the smooth, shiny skin revealed by the gaps in the leather. Her aching clit began to throb... throb... throb... as if it were dancing, too.
"Here we are!" Mistress shifted position, facing Daniella again, and spread her legs wide. Only now did the slave realize that Dominica had completely removed her skirt, and Daniella's gaze suddenly became riveted on Mistress' glistening pussy. Her jaw dropped slackly open, and she began to pant. Dominica's left hand dangled down, and a little behind her -- concealing whatever she might be holding in her hand.
"That's right... focus on my pussy. So beautiful, and smooth. So wet. So very, very wet. Because I am such a horny girl! Look, how my juices dribble down onto the rubber sheet below me. The soft, shiny, black rubber sheet." She trailed the loops over Daniella's forehead, and the slave's eyes drooped closed for a moment, then re-opened. "Watching my pussy dribble makes your own pussy drip. Doesn't it, slave?" Daniella's head nodded, though she wasn't even sure what she was agreeing to. She just felt like the region between her thighs had turned entirely to liquid. "Yes, such a wet, drippy pussy you have. Look at my clit. How it peeks out from under the hood. Pulsing... pulsing... So hard, now. Your clit is pulsing, just like mine. Such a hard, little button, aching to be stroked and touched." A moan escaped from Daniella's throat, starting low, then rising up to a helpless squeak. "And every pulse of your clit... you feel in your nipples." Daniella's mouth opened wide, and her panting became labored gasping for air. "Pulse... pulse... pulse... Your nipples need to be touched. Pulse... Need to be stroked. Pulse... Need to be pinched... Pinch them!"
Daniella's hands leaped up from the floor, and began to squeeze her nipples.
"Harder... and harder... and harder..." Mistress commanded. "Dig your fingernails into your nipples! Tug on them!"
The slave's finger and thumb nails began to press into her nipples, as she stretched and pulled them. Each pinch felt so good -- the more it hurt, the harder Daniella pinched. Her hands twisted and shifted, thumbs below, thumbs on top. Squeezing, pulling. Pinching -- almost brutally, because it felt so good. Her hips were pumping against the air -- but Dominica could hear the thump... thump... thump... as the slave's ass pumped downward, knocking the flared end of the butt plug against the floor.
"Look what I have for you, slave." Mistress' left hand rose up from behind her, and dangled a black rubber glove in front of Daniella's face.
The slave stared at the shiny glove, while she continued to pinch her nipples, and pump her ass against the floor. Her voice repeated a mindless "uh... uh... uh..." sound as she pinched and pumped -- lost, consumed by her need for sensation, her need to cum.
"Stop!" Mistress commanded.
Daniella held completely still. Fingernails tightly pressed into her stretched nipples. Mistress' shiny, black rubber glove, her entire world.
"Watch, now, slave," Dominica continued. "Watch as I trail my magic rubber glove over my hands... and up my arms... Watch how the rubber sticks to my skin... And spreads... Covering all my skin..." Daniella could see little streaks of black rubber on Mistress' forearms. They began as short, and narrow. Then they became longer, stretching past her elbows, up to her shoulders. Widening, stretching... wrapping around Mistress' arms, covering them with black, shiny rubber.
"Watch as I trail the black rubber glove down my chest... over my breasts..." Dominica made a figure-eight with the glove, and Daniella saw the rubber swirl over Mistress' breasts, encasing them in tight, black rubber. "Down my tummy... You so love watching the black, shiny rubber spread over my breasts... and tummy... Down to my pussy..." The rubber began to spread over Dominica's hips, back around her buttocks, forward over her dripping cunt -- sealing it off from Daniella's view. "Down my thighs. Covering my thighs. Covering my ass. You can even imagine it oozing down inside my boots, covering every inch of my legs... my feet... my toes..." The mental image of Dominica's toes made Daniella catch her breath. The mental image of her toes covered in rubber made Daniella's voice begin to moan -- a long, lost-dog whine -- while her eyes stared into nowhere, seeing only what was in her mind.
"Watch, now, my little girl," Dominica commanded. She shifted her hips forward, giving Daniella a close view of her rubber-encased pussy. And then she reached down, and held the tip of the long, red nail of her index finger, just at the base of her cleft. "Watch the rubber split open," she said, "as I run the tip of my fingernail up my snatch." She trailed her hand up... up... up... all the way to her clit. And Daniella saw the rubber split open, as if it had been cut -- revealing the pink inside of Dominica's wet pussy, surrounded by tight, shiny, black rubber.
MzDominica held her hands forward, and began pulling on the laces again... separating them. "One of my favorite books of all time," she said, "one that I have never regretted purchasing -- or reading..." She trailed the laces out at full length, draping them over her thighs. "Was a book on sailors' knots." Her throaty chuckle almost distracted the slave from her frozen position, kneeling, with her nails digging into her stretched nipples.
Dominica picked up two of the laces, and held them end to end. "There are all kinds of knots... for different purposes..." She twisted the end of one lace over the end of another, around, and back again. Then pulled. "For tying two strings into a longer one, there's the square knot." She tugged, and the laces fell apart. "If you do it wrong, they won't stay -- that's called a granny knot." She twisted the ends of the laces over each other once again, and pulled. The laces held. "But the square knot stays tight." She pulled the ends of one cord. "Until you WANT to separate them." The cord seemed to twist of its own will, as Mistress pulled, into a loop. "And then, you can just slide them apart!" Dominica demonstrated, sliding one cord off the other, as if they had never been tied at all.
Then Mistress set one cord down, and began tying a series of little knots in the other, about an inch apart. She worked on the string directly in front of her dripping pussy -- and Daniella was torn between watching Mistress' fingers, twisting and looping the cord, and gazing at the puffy, pink flesh, surrounded by black rubber.
"Another knot..." Dominica said, as she finished, "is the slip knot. Just pull..." She tugged the ends of the cord and the knots seemed to vanish... one after the other... like a magic trick, leaving a long, straight string -- inches away from her wet cunt. "But the overhand knot..." she twisted the cord, looping it through itself, "stays..." Knot after knot, about an inch apart, Dominica tied a series of little bumps in the cord, then held the string up in front of her slave... so she could get a good look. Daniella did not know what to say... what to do. She stared at the cord, thinking of knots, thinking of red leather. Then her focus shifted behind the cord, to Dominica's pussy. She began to drool.
"Good, slave," Mistress said, watching her slave begin to sink into helpless lust. She set the knotted cord aside on her left thigh, then picked up one of the other laces. One with no knots whatsoever. "Deeper... and deeper... Watch my pussy. Watch what I do with the laces, now. MY laces. Dominica's laces. Watch, slave!"
Dominica pulled one end of the string far off to her right side, holding the other end between the thumb and forefinger of her left hand. Then she dropped the right end, and moved her right hand close to her pussy, grabbing the string, and pushing it against her inner labia, and holding it there. Then she slowly pulled her left hand up and to the left, pulling the string, drawing it through the fingers of her right hand, as it slid against her pussy lips. Getting soaked with her juices. She angled her left hand higher, and let the cord slide against her clit, as it ran through her fingers. Daniella's mind focused down to only her Mistress' cunt, and the cord sliding through it, as she squeezed her nipples harder -- still unable to move. Dominica moaned, clearly enjoying the sensation, growing wetter even as the cord absorbed more and more of her secretions. A tiny puddle of wetness began to form on the rubber sheet, just under Mistress' cunt. Slowly... slowly... she pulled and pulled the cord, getting it nice and wet, until -- suddenly -- the other end slipped through her fingers.
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