It's funny how quickly priorities can change in life. I was planning my wedding just a few months back, preparing to start a new chapter in my life, and now I had to start all over. The difference this time was I didn't have the support around me to rely on. My family were strict, conservative Christians, and I had been raised to be as perfect as I could be in their eyes. I had been pressured to succeed, whether in beauty pageants, academics, or my career all of my life. When I failed to succeed it fell upon me to find a successful partner to wed.

My proposed marriage to David was the only moment my parents had shown any pride in my life. He was a pastor's son, and like my parents believed in no sexual activity before marriage. As curious as I was at the time we met, I already had it drilled into my head that sex before marriage was a sin, and I had grown up with many outside influences concealed from me. At first, David had been the perfect husband material. He was a God-fearing man who believed in the values instilled into him growing up.

A few years into our relationship, not long after David had proposed to me his behaviour changed. I couldn't squash the feeling that he was having an affair though I was never able to prove it. To my parents, he was still perfect for me, and he acted like a model husband in their presence only to treat me with disdain when we were alone. He would accuse me of having unpure thoughts when certain men appeared on the television, going as far as to call me a whore for these made-up transgressions. My parents were so thrilled by the wedding that I didn't know who to turn to. David started controlling what I could and couldn't do and I'd never felt so lonely.

Six months before the wedding was due to take place, David was out once again and as always he expected me to stay in. I felt desperately alone and it wasn't like I could reach out to my friends since it had been a year since I had been in touch with any of them thanks to David's controlling nature. In desperate need of company, I booked a taxi for a bar downtown. Alcohol was a sin in David's mind but I needed to let off some steam.

The taxi was booked for an hour later, giving me plenty of time to prepare. After a quick shower, I sat at my dressing table and worked on my make-up. Memories flooded back from when my parents encouraged me to spend hours in front of my mother's dressing table at home, practising applying makeup to my skin and seeing what worked well with my look. It was drilled into me that looking your best was an essential part of life and my parents would point out any flaws in my look, sometimes berating me for not working hard enough on my appearance. That behaviour stuck with me now I was a young adult, much like a mental illness, and there were times when I felt like people were staring at me, judging how I looked.

The notification from the app on my phone telling me the taxi was arriving caused me to panic a little while I rushed to finish my hair and makeup. It bugged me that I didn't have more time to perfect my appearance and inside my head, I heard my mother's voice telling me it wasn't good enough. Doing my best to shake off the negativity, I left my house and stepped inside the taxi.

Downtown was busy this evening as people left the restaurants and headed towards the bars and the clubs. The bar I was headed to was one I remembered going to a few years ago for a friend's birthday. My parents realised at twenty-one I was too old for them to tell me I couldn't go, but they still instilled a fear inside me from getting drunk for the first time. I tasted alcohol for the first time at this bar but I was petrified of my parent's reaction should I come home drunk so I'd only sipped a cocktail.

Five years on, the bar had changed drastically inside to a modern decor with LED strip lighting and modern displays for the alcohol. Catchy pop music played as I nervously stepped inside and found a free seat by the bar. The drinks menu displayed all the cleverly-named cocktails and I didn't know where to start so I picked one at random and ordered it from the man at the bar who put on a bit of a display as he served the drink.

The sweet fruity juice was very moreish though it did come with a bit of a kick from the alcohol content. It was the first time I'd been anywhere like this for years and I found the vibe of the people around me intoxicating; I can't remember the last time I'd had as much fun as they seemed to be having. A part of me was tempted to join in and dance with some of the other girls on the dancefloor, but I was too scared to approach them. Once or twice, a couple of men would come over and try their luck with a bit of flirting. The first one understood my nervous silence and let me be, but the second came over with a friend and he wasn't taking no for an answer.

"I think you should leave the girl alone. She's not interested."

I looked over to see a tall, redheaded woman looking at the man who had been bothering me with her eyebrow raised. The man looked like he was about to retort with something unoriginal, but a few others were watching and he decided to brush it off and walk away.

"Thank you," I said meekly, smiling at the redhead.

"Not to worry, happy to be of help. The name is Ruby, forgive me for saying so but you look a little out of place, Miss,"

Not only did I look out of place, but I felt out of place too. The outfit I'd chosen was far too modest compared to the other women here and I must have looked lost. Ruby was wearing a revealing low-cut dress that showed off her ample cleavage with a slit showing off her long legs.

"Sorry If I'm intruding Miss, I was out with friends and saw those two men bothering you."

"Not at all. Can I buy you a drink to say thank you?"

Ruby accepted my offer taking a seat on the stool next to mine. For a little while, I let her do the talking and I was happy to listen as she introduced herself. She was so bubbly, and to me, her stories were wild, though that was unsurprising given my dull existence. Amazingly, Ruby found a way to get me talking, and as one drink went down and was replaced by another, I started to open up about my engagement and how much David had changed. I thought Ruby would grow bored of my whining, but she sympathised and consoled me saying that my feelings were valid.

With confidence and lowered inhibitions from a few drinks, I accepted Ruby's invitation to join her on the dance floor and I danced awkwardly to the electronic music. Now and then we would meet each other's gaze and I felt my cheeks grow warm when she caught me looking. I don't know whether it was the lack of attention from David and how lonely I felt or whether it was the alcohol that I wasn't used to, but I suddenly wanted to be closer to Ruby.

As the music shifted to a slower beat, I leaned into Ruby as I danced and I felt her arms wrap around me. Her touch felt electric, and I longed for more letting her lead as I rubbed my body against hers. I don't know what had come over me, but as I turned and faced her once again, our eyes met and I leaned in to kiss her.

The touch of her lips ignited a frenzy of lust I had not experienced before. Having resigned myself to not experiencing sex until I was married, all of those repressed feelings boiled over inside me, erupting out of me as Ruby returned my kiss. The foreign touch of her tongue inside my mouth sent ripples of pleasure through my body and I ached for her touch.

"Sorry," I started and Ruby smiled warmly at me.

"No need to apologise Miss. I've got some more drink back at mine if you want to go somewhere quieter."

A small part of me worried about how I was betraying David, but the appeal to join Ruby and see where this night took me was too great so I agreed to join her.

There was quiet anticipation as I sat next to Ruby in the back of the taxi, wondering how long the ride would take. I yearned to reach for her touch, but I resisted patiently. When the taxi turned off onto a side road and parked outside a farmhouse in the middle of nowhere; out of all the places I imagined Ruby lived, this was the last that came to mind. The moment the taxi driver had pulled away, Ruby pulled me in for the kiss, the fiery passion in which her lips crashed against mine told me that she had been restraining herself inside the taxi just like I had.

Our lips barely stopped touching as she opened the door and we danced clumsily inside. That twinge of guilt towards David flashed in my mind again, but it went away instantly. It was his fault that I needed this, he'd neglected me for too long. I let Ruby undress me, suddenly feeling shy in her presence as my clothes fell to the floor. Standing naked before her, I felt exposed ready to be judged for my appearance but Ruby just smiled hungrily and reached for my neck with her lips. I moaned at the sensation, feeling Ruby's hand venture between my legs as she lightly nibbled on my oh-so-sensitive neck. Like putty in her hands, I allowed her to take control as her fingers lightly traced my slit and her touch almost brought me to my knees.

"You're so beautiful."

Ruby whispered in my ears and I couldn't speak. Her fingers gently stroked between my legs and I felt her teeth bite down a little harder onto my neck. The shock rippled through me sending electric like shivers through my entire being. I'd never felt this way like my whole body was ablaze with lust and longing. With every passing second, I felt my inhibitions fade and gave in to my desire.

I followed Ruby upstairs, barely able to keep my hands off her as she led me to her bedroom. She pushed me down onto the bed and quickly got out of her clothes. With a wink, Ruby pounced on me, straddling my waist as she bent down to kiss me once again.

"Do you trust me?"

"Uh-huh," I breathed, realising that I trusted Ruby entirely.

With a gentle movement, Ruby moved my arm to the corner of the bed where there were a pair of handcuffs attached to the frame. A shiver of fear shook me, but Ruby gently reassured me as she locked my wrist into place. Leaning down, she kissed my forehead and smiled warmly before she repeated the same with my other wrist.

Giving over control entirely, I remained still as Ruby turned and locked my ankles to cuffs attached to the frame at the bottom of the bed. With my legs split, my dripping hole was fully exposed and Ruby turned her attention to gently tease it with her fingers. Her gentle touch made me long for more, and I arched my hips up towards her touch.

"That's a good girl."

Ruby cooed and I couldn't help but feel buoyed by her praise as she repositioned herself and straddled over my face. It was the only time in my life I had been anywhere near this close to another woman's nether regions and I breathed her aroma. Intoxicated by her, I stuck out my tongue, almost begging for her to bring it closer for me to taste. Ruby lowered herself and I traced my tongue across her slit. A frenzy took over me as I wanted more, licking her clumsily I tried to listen out to her moans to see what worked with her and what didn't but I was soon distracted as I felt her tongue against my clit. With much more skill than I had to offer, Ruby sent sensations through my body that I never dreamed existed. I clenched my fists imprisoned by the cuffs, enjoying the feeling of being so exposed and helpless in her presence.

"Show me how much you want me."

Ruby taunted softly as she lifted herself a tiny amount and I reached forward to meet her clit with my tongue. I strained to reach, but when I managed, I was rewarded as she lowered herself down again, this time so she was touching my face. I breathed in deeply before I pushed my face in between her legs, delving my tongue deep inside her. The rising pleasure inside me had reached a point where it threatened to overwhelm me and in an instant, I felt something switch inside me as wave after wave of pleasure incapacitated me momentarily. Electric-like sensations surged through my entire being, and I cried out with a feeling of euphoria.

On the brink of passing out from the stimulation, I took another deep breath and focused on repaying the favour to Ruby. Suddenly, without warning, I felt her teeth bite down on the inside of my thigh. The pain hit me like a sharp shock, but with it came more pleasure. My body reacted to the pain, and I craved more, asking her to bite me again, when she complied, another orgasm hit me, causing my body to convulse from the pleasure.

"Stick your tongue out."

Ruby said softly and I did as she said. Her pussy lowered onto my face, smothering me as she rubbed against me until she started shaking and I felt her climax on top of my face.

I felt Ruby collapse and lay on top of me and we spent a moment in silence breathing heavily. She then climbed up off of me and leaned down to kiss me.

"Thank you for trusting me. That was amazing."

I smiled at her warmly, suddenly feeling very safe and loved in her presence. Exhaustion overcame me as she uncuffed my ankles and after she uncuffed one of my wrists, I asked her if she could leave the other wrist cuffed; there was something comforting about the way the cold steel felt against my wrist. As Ruby snuggled beside me, I felt strangely at home and I nestled my head into her chest as she stroked my hair. At this moment, I felt pure bliss, but I knew tomorrow I would have to face up to the consequences of this night of lust.

I woke gently the next morning to see Ruby facing me and feel her hand on my cheek. Her touch was soft like honey against my skin and she traced her hand over areas of my skin that felt sore bringing back blissful memories from the night before.

"Good morning, beautiful,"

Ruby beamed as she stoked my face and asked if I wanted breakfast. With a nod, I propped myself up feeling my wrist still secured to the bed by the handcuffs and I smiled to myself. My reflection stared back at me from a mirror in the corner of the room and I looked a mess. My hair was tussled, my make-up completely ruined, but Ruby had called me beautiful and my mother's nagging voice faded out of my mind.

Ruby walked back into the room carrying eggs and toast and I didn't realise how hungry I was until I smelt them. With one hand I ate the eggs, hoping to keep my wrist cuffed for as long as possible before I had to go and face the music; I hadn't even looked at my phone yet and dreaded to pick it up.

I snuggled in with Ruby for a little longer, marvelling at the marks she left on my body with her teeth seeing them as trophies from a beautiful night together. This couldn't last forever though, and I asked her to uncuff me so I could get dressed and go. Ruby smiled sympathetically and held me in her arms once she had uncuffed me. We exchanged numbers as she called me a taxi and I hurried to get dressed in case I was tempted to stay here even longer.

The taxi dropped me off outside the front of David's large house and I stood for a moment, trying to devise an excuse for my absence. I doubted that David would have got in before midnight, but when he got in and saw that I wasn't asleep in bed as usual with all the chores done, he must have been livid. Sure enough, the door opened and David stormed angrily out of the house.

"Where the fuck have you been?"

Of course, with no one around to see, the nice-guy-facade David put on disappeared. He grabbed hold of my arm and virtually dragged me inside where he angrily shouted at me regarding my whereabouts last night and then continued to complain that I wasn't there to make his breakfast this morning. I remained quiet as he continued shouting and then all of a sudden he paused with a curious look in his eye.

"What's this?"

David approached me stepping right up in my face and he roughly shifted the collar of my jacket exposing the bite marks from Ruby the night before. The anger that he showed before was nothing compared to the meltdown that occurred when he spotted the bite mark.

"You pathetic whore, do you think you can cheat on me?"

For the first time, I genuinely feared for my safety and I looked around for the exits as David started pacing the kitchen. He approached me with a crazy look in his eye and pulled my jacket off me, ripping the dress I was wearing off of me.

"David, stop!" I pleaded, standing before him in just my underwear. He looked me up and down, spotting the many other bite marks that were starting to bruise with disbelief.

"You filthy, pathetic, little bitch."

I could see the rage building inside him and if it wasn't for a couple of passers-by walking their dogs stopping and looking over curiously towards the commotion, I thought he would strike me.

"Out of my house. Now!"

When I didn't move, David pushed me out of the front door, threw my phone, and locked the door behind me. With tears streaming down my face, I picked up my phone, took a second to think and ran around the back to try the back door but he'd already locked the doors. I spotted a towel that had been left out and I used that to wrap myself before running back out.

"Are you okay hun?"

The worried woman walking her dog stopped me and offered her support. I thanked her but I wanted to get far away from David. My mind raced as I ran to a local wooded area and sat on a wooden bench in the quiet area. The serenity from the quiet nature area soothed me a little and I calmed down enough to focus on a plan. I couldn't call my parents, they wouldn't believe me if I said anything bad about David, and they would urge me to return to him. I couldn't exactly pop in on a neighbour barely dressed as I was, there was only one person who I felt I could trust to help me. Ruby.

Sobbing down the phone, I explained to Ruby what happened and I asked if I could temporarily crash at her place. Like the diamond she was, she was more than happy to help. I ordered a taxi, looking around nervously in case David came outside to look for me. It wasn't until the taxi arrived and pulled away with me in it that I started to calm my fears.

Over the next few days, my phone didn't stop ringing and pinging from the messages. As I predicted, my parents were outraged, though not to David., it was all me. They couldn't believe that they had raised me to be adulterous and engage in this whoreish behaviour. I wasn't welcome at their place, they made that abundantly clear. The first time David called, I answered just in case he had calmed down and he wanted to apologise, but he just shouted at me down the phone, he let slip that he had been sleeping with other people during our relationship, and he'd been doing it for a while. Unfortunately, I didn't have any proof of that and since it had come into the open that I had cheated on him, everyone was against me. Rumours had spread around fast at the church we attended weekly and because he was the pastor's son and well-loved, I even received a few anonymous messages saying that I was a whore for cheating on him and that I would burn in hell. You had to love the hypocritical nature of Christians at times.

During those first few days, Ruby gave me my space. She was supportive when I needed it and ensured I functioned by cooking for me and reminding me to shower while I was going through a cycle of emotions. Before the conversation with David over the phone, I was full of guilt, regret, and sadness, but once he had revealed that he had been constantly cheating on me and there was nothing I could do about it, rage consumed me.

With the guilt gone, the temptation of Ruby returned. She had been so good to me and hadn't once mentioned the wonderful night we spent together; now I looked to the future and wanted to forget the past with my parents and David, vivid images of that night played in my head and if I didn't do anything about it I was going to end up very frustrated.

Another week passed and I discovered I was too much of a chicken to flirt with Ruby. I mean, how do you turn around to someone you barely knew and say 'Oh, I liked it when you bit me the other day, can you do it again, although this time a little harder?'.

Instead of finding a way to say that, I worried that I was exploiting Ruby's goodwill so I promised her that I'd find a solution to my homelessness and get out of her hair as soon as I could. Ruby stressed that it wasn't a problem and suggested that I could stay for as long as I needed as long as I helped out around the farm. I took Ruby up on her offer and worked harder than I had ever worked so that I earned my stay.

The third day of working on the farm was one of the hottest nights of the year. Ruby was wearing a thin top with no underwear and the sight of her nipples poking through and the sheen of sweat on her beautiful skin was doing things to me. All afternoon I thought of ways to approach Ruby to ask her to have fun with me like she did the first night, but I was worried she would reject me and my stay here would become awkward.

With the animals fed and tended to, I headed inside and removed my sweat-soaked top, taking solace in the shade. After hours of indecisiveness, I'd made up my mind and decided to take a shot with Ruby. If things became awkward I'd have to find somewhere else to stay, but I couldn't stay here another moment in her presence and not do anything about it. There were only seconds before she came inside so I quickly stepped out of my panties, unclipped my bra and stood facing the door with my arms reaching down and my wrists crossed in an attempt to imitate them being cuffed.

Ruby stepped in and froze only for a second before a mischievous grin spread on her face.

"Do you know how much I've been wishing for another night like the night before?"

I nodded from side to side and Ruby answered by pulling me in and pressing her sweet lips against mine. With a ravenous hunger, Ruby moved to my neck and I felt her teeth nibble.

"Harder," I whispered and she eagerly complied as ecstasy-like pleasure flowed through my body making my legs weak. "Hurt me, please?"

I had no idea what had come over me, but I suddenly craved her to treat me like she had that night, only much rougher. All that built-up tension from David was let out in that moment as Ruby bit down on my tender neck once again, only this time, she pinched my nipples at the same time. Shockwaves like an electric shock jolted through my body and made me tremble with pleasure.

Ruby spun me around so that I was facing away from her giving her easier access to my body. Facing the switched-off television, I could see my reflection on the screen as Ruby wrapped her arms around my body, playing with my nipples with one arm while teasing my clit with the other. I never imagined watching myself being used this way would be so much of a turn-on, but it was.

Ruby was overtaken with an animalistic desire as she ravenously bit my neck again. The pain was delicious, causing a euphoric state that made it feel like I was on cloud nine. Any inhibitions I had were slowly fading, and in this state of mind, I was pretty sure there wasn't much I wouldn't do with her. I was completely at her whim, intoxicated from being under her power.

Ruby noticed me watching myself in the mirror and smiled as she brought her fingers to my mouth and pressed them against my lips. I opened my mouth eagerly and sucked them clean to impress her. Playfully, she pulled my nose back giving me a pig nose and my immediate reaction was to 'oink' for her. I had no idea why I thought that would be a good idea but the humiliation caused me to retreat further into my submission.

"My good little piggy slut."

Ruby taunted jokingly but the words had far more of an effect on me than she thought they would. The possessive and humiliating nature of what she called me was enough to push me over the edge and Ruby supported my weight as I leaned fully back into her, my legs shaking as an immense pleasure surged through and exploded out of my body. I caught my reflection with the pig nose before my eyes closed and I felt Ruby's teeth clamp down.

"Don't stop." I panted, riding the waves of pleasure that threatened to floor me if it wasn't for Ruby's support.

I felt light-headed as I recovered from that mind-blowing orgasm, using Ruby for support as she still held my nose up to look like a pig's nose.

"Sorry. I got a little carried away there."

Ruby apologised but I told her she had nothing to apologise for. Having spent most of my life being told that I had to look perfect, to be demeaned in that way was somewhat refreshing. I turned to kiss her before holding my nose up like a pig and oinked at her again.

"That's piggy for 'thank you'."

"You're so cute and adorable, do you know that?"

Ruby laughed and pulled me in for an embrace. We spent the rest of the evening in each other's arms winding down from the long day of work. Neither one of us could be bothered to cook so we ordered a pizza and watched a film.

After the film, Ruby asked if I would like to sleep in her bed this evening instead of the spare room and I accepted. It was always nicer sleeping snuggled up to someone, it was one of the harder parts about David's change of behaviour when he would disappear some evenings. At least now I knew what he had been up to and I felt far less guilty about my night of passion with Ruby.

After that evening of fun with Ruby, our dynamic changed. It was clear both of us wanted to carry on from where it left off but I was a little confused about how much it had affected me. I was beginning to crave the pain and humiliation I felt that night, though I wanted more and I wasn't sure if this was a rabbit hole I should explore so early with Ruby. There was nothing wrong with her, I was just worried that I would do something bad or something could happen to jeopardise our friendship. From Ruby's side, I would imagine she was holding back because she was worried about being a rebound so soon after my relationship with David, or getting carried away with me. I wanted to tell her that I was okay with it, she wasn't a rebound, I genuinely had feelings for her and I wanted to see where this would go, but maybe I did need a bit more time to ensure this was the path I wanted to travel down. If I crossed this bridge there would be no mending the relationship with my parents. They wouldn't accept this.

Another week passed by as I grew accustomed to living and working on Ruby's farm. The work was hard but rewarding, I felt like I had earned my rest by the end of the day. Ruby had inherited the farm from her parents who went to travel Europe. They had sent pictures from Greece, Italy, the Czech Republic, and Turkey so far, and Ruby was sure they would find a place to stay for good; Ruby's money was on England. A friend of mine gave me updates from the quietening chaos back home. My parents and David had disowned me completely and I was made out to be a social pariah; a Jezebel who had tricked David for his wealth and position and tried to misguide him. It was safe to say that I had no desire to return home anytime soon.

Since the last time we played, my desire to be treated that way again grew. I tried to give the odd occasional hint that I wanted more, but Ruby didn't bite. It worried me that she may have grown bored of me so I decided to plan something drastic. Either this would entice her or things would be awkward and I'd have to find somewhere else to live; either way, I couldn't continue living under her roof with nothing after she'd introduced me to this lifestyle.

When Friday arrived, I finished the work outside quicker than normal and hurried inside before Ruby came in. Stripping naked in front of the mirror, I grabbed my hot pink lipstick and began to write on my body which was a lot more difficult doing it with my reflection than I imagined. I thought of what she called me playfully the other day, her 'little piggy slut' and wrote that on my forehead. The memory quickly ignited a blaze inside me when I thought of what I wanted her to do with me and my breathing grew heavy as I started to write them on my body. 'Slap me' on the cheeks of my face, 'Bite me' on my neck and breasts, 'Pinch Here' with arrows pointing to my nipples and so on. In a quick moment of inspiration, I grabbed some clear sellotape and wrapped it around my face to hold my nose up to make it appear like a pig's nose again.

When I was done, I looked myself over in the mirror, feeling myself dripping in anticipation; if Ruby didn't accept the invitation, I would have to excuse myself to the spare room for a bit of 'me time'. Satisfied with my idea, I knelt facing the door with my legs spread and pressed my hands against the nape of my neck.

As I heard Ruby approach the door, a quick moment of panic came over me as I questioned if this was the right thing to do. It had to be, I didn't know why Ruby had been refusing my advances towards her, but if I had to guess, there would be a selfless reason behind it; probably out of worry for me. Nope, this was definitely what I wanted. Ruby had shown me a life that I never knew existed and I was too far in not to explore down the rabbit hole. If I couldn't get it here, I'd have to look elsewhere, though I'd much prefer to explore this further with Ruby.

The door opened and Ruby froze the moment she saw me. I could only imagine her reaction taking in my slightly dirt-covered body from the work, labelled with lustful suggestions and degrading names; she hesitated for just a moment before a smile lit up her face.

"So you like being my little piggy slut do you?"

Ruby's tone was playful and I nodded enthusiastically.

"Well, little piggy sluts usually keep their mouth open and tongues hanging out when approached by their superiors."

My god, Ruby was good at saying exactly the right thing to make my clit throb. I opened my mouth and stuck my tongue out, letting it touch my chin so the mouth was easily accessible. Ruby towered over where I knelt in front of her, sliding her fingers in and out of my mouth as I sucked them as if they were a gift; I'd spent the last few days anticipating this with excitement so it really was a gift.

"Good little piggy."

Ruby removed her trainers and socks and started rubbing her foot along my pussy. I moaned at the attention, trying to refrain from humping her foot but failing. When she commented that I was being a horny little piggy, I nearly lost all self-control but she removed her foot before I could grab hold and hump it frantically. She brought her foot close to my face and I could smell my arousal coating it, at her command, I licked my juices off of her foot. I didn't stop when they were clear, desperate to please her I tried to massage the soles of her feet with my tongue and kisses while sucking and licking the gaps of her toes.

As a reward for my efforts, Ruby moved the foot back between my legs, though this time she didn't rub my slit and she told me to get up and hold on to her as I humped her leg. I jumped at the opportunity, throwing my arms around her neck as I started to use her thigh to get off. Her leggings felt soft against my slit and I soon increased my rhythm as the desperation grew. I looked up at Ruby's face, glassy-eyed as the euphoria flooded my mind. With my mouth open, Ruby gently spit onto my tongue and I took it in gratefully, turned on further by the humiliation of the act as I stuck my tongue out and begged for more.

As I drew closer to climax, my moves became more frantic and Ruby took away her leg.

"Not just yet pet. Open your mouth for me."

Ruby bent down and spat onto my outstretched tongue before sliding her fingers in and out of my mouth.

"Are you sure you want to be my pet, Lily?"

I nodded enthusiastically, thrilled by the idea.

"To give yourself to me and handle over control entirely until you no longer want this?"

Nodding again, I found it hard to see a time in the near future that I wouldn't want this. What she'd done had such an impact that I felt it was seared into me becoming a part of me forever; I was more worried that she would grow tired of me.

"Well, maybe you should be careful with what you wish for."

Ruby laughed wickedly before leaning down to kiss me. This looked like it could be the start of something special.