Who Needs Willpower - Chapter 15

Fiona hurried inside their apartment. She quickly slipped her shoes off before jumping across the couch, burying her face in the cushions. She let out a muffled groan through the downy as Amanda closed their front door behind her.

“Can’t tell if that is a good or bad groan,” Amanda giggled, sitting on the back of the couch, before slipping over to plant her back into the cushions beside Fiona’s head. Fiona matched her, covering her face with her hands as she laughed herself.

“I can’t believe I just did that! I’ve never been more embarrassed in my life!”

“I bet. I mean your cheeks were basically the same shade as your hair.”

“Seriously!?” Fiona whined, reliving the embarrassment in her head.

“Yep! It just made it even hotter though. I feel like that role really suits you. I think Kaylee and Mia would agree…”

“That role?” Fiona raised an eyebrow

“Y’know… Keeping your leaking cage exposed in front of everyone, and following any order given to you. Basically the communal toy!” Fiona groaned, embarrassed by how much that thought ignited her. “Honestly I thought you’d be a bit more resistant. You made me look amazing with how well trained you were. It’s a shame I can’t reward you with an orgasm.”

“Why not!? You could totally do that!”

“Nah, I gave you two different ways to earn an orgasm, and you haven’t gotten either yet. I don’t want to go back on my word!” Amanda teased. Fiona buried her face back in the cushions, showing her disapproval with a grumpy whine.

“I can’t believe they teased me like that and didn’t even give me permission to cum…” She said, muffled through the couch.

“Well to be fair, you didn’t even ask.”

“How could I?!” Fiona’s head shot up. “I was already so embarrassed I wanted to disappear, there's no way I could do that! Besides, I kinda thought I’d have more time…”

“What do you mean?”

“I thought you were going to invite them over tonight, so I could ask them once we were in private…”

“Yeah? Were you hoping I would?” Amanda narrowed her eyes, pumping her eyebrows insinuatingly.

“No! I mean, I don't know… kinda…” Fiona mumbled. “I was super nervous, but also it kinda made me really excited to think about… Why didn’t you?” Amanda’s expression shifted from her teasing smile to a bit more serious.

“Mmmm. I was definitely tempted, but I wanted to talk to you about it first. I think there’s a big jump between some teasing or letting some friends see you naked, and a full on foursome. Obviously, I am completely fine with doing stuff with them, but I think adding people into the bedroom could feel very different for you than for me.”

Fiona propped her head up with her elbows. She looked down at Amanda, whose head was partially slipped off the end of the couch. She was running her hand through her hair, twiddling the strands between her fingers. She was so beautiful. No matter how many times she looked at her, it somehow continued to take her off guard.

A part of her felt a twinge of uncertainty. She had never felt this way about anyone before. Adding other people into their dynamic definitely excited her. She twitched at the thought. But at the same time, she would be completely content only being with Amanda. So much so, that Amanda’s enthusiasm for adding people to their dynamic brought out a shade of insecurity in her.

“Um… Can I ask you something?”

“‘Course.”

“... Why are you so okay with sharing me with other people? Wouldn’t you get… jealous?” Fiona knew jealousy wasn’t a desirable emotion, and she wanted Amanda to be confident enough to never have to feel it. But a part of her almost felt rejected. Like she wasn’t worth getting jealous over.

Amanda stopped fiddling with her hair. She shifted her eyes to Fiona’s, who quickly looked away herself.

“Y’know how when people buy themselves a super nice, fancy car, they are so quick to post pictures of it or invite people out to drive around in it?”

“Uhh, I guess?”

“Well… I think it’s sorta like that. Like I have this fancy sports car, and I’d be completely content just driving it myself and enjoying it secretly. But also a part of me… I don't know, wants to show you off, I guess?” Amanda laughed nervously. Her hands began running through her hair once again. “Like, I want other people to get to see how perfect you are, and know I get to play with you whenever I want. That’s really hot to me...”

Fiona’s cheeks warmed, but not from the usual reason. Her heart fluttered in her throat as she replayed Amanda's words in her head, a giddy smile slowly creeping across her face.

“Perfect?” Fiona’s voice squeaked a little.

“Shut up” Amanda scoffed through a grin of her own, rolling her eyes as she turned away from Fiona’s bubbling face. Her cheeks reddened as she did, causing Fiona to giggle.

“What about you?” Amanda broke the silence, eager to change the subject. “How do you feel about group stuff? I know you agreed to being shown off a bit, but what about in the bedroom. Are you into… are you into like, cucking or anything?”

Fiona lifted her head in surprise. Of course Fiona was aware of the cucking side of orgasm denial, but she was surprised Amanda knew. She hadn’t been into chastity and denial very long. Her surprise must have been visible on her face, as Amanda continued.

“I came across it when I started looking into domming with multiple people, but if you aren’t into it at all that's completely fine.”

Fiona dropped her head off her elbows, instead folding her arms and letting her chin rest on them. She wasn’t sure how she felt about it. She had consumed cuckqueen porn before, and a part of her thought it was really hot, but another part of her despised it.

“Mmmm… Today was… definitely really exciting,” Fiona nuzzled her head into her arms, lowering her voice, “so I think I’m definitely into group stuff. But about cucking, I don’t really know. I don’t think so, but maybe a little?” Fiona began to fiddle with her feet, swaying them side to side. “Like… a part of me really really likes it. Stuff like… maybe you making other girls cum instead of me or something? I think that’s really hot. But at the same time, I’m not into the mean parts of it.”

“Mean parts? Is making other girls cum while keeping you denied not ‘mean’?”

“No it is,” Fiona giggled, “but that’s more like teasing. I don’t like… like the mean stuff. Like comparing me to other girls and saying they are better. Or saying you’d rather sleep with someone else instead of me. I don’t ever, ever wanna feel like you’d rather be with someone else, or like I am not good enough… That doesn’t turn me on at all… I think it would just make me… I don't know. Sad. I don’t want to feel like I’m on the outside between you and someone else.”

“Ahhh, okay I understand that. Well that's perfect then,” Amanda swung her legs off the back of the couch, spinning around to sit upright on the couch. She leaned down, placing her hand under Fiona’s chin, lifting her head slightly to meet her own. She lowered her voice. “Because I couldn’t even pretend that I’d want to be with anyone but you.” Amanda kissed her gently, taking her time before she pulled away to rest her forehead against Fiona’s.

Fiona’s breath faltered. Her insecurities vanished with Amanda's words, and her uncertainties with her lips. She was about to go for a second kiss when Amanda pulled away completely. She had a hint of worry in her eyes.

“...I didn’t make you feel that way at all tonight, right?”

“No! Not at all!” Fiona sat up herself.

“Okay good.” Amanda smiled. “So you enjoyed tonight? Would you like to have Kaylee and Mia over sometime?”

“Yeah. I mean… It was sooo so embarrassing. A part of me never wants to do that again. But also…” Fiona covered her growing smile with her hands. “It was so hot, Amanda. I don’t know if I’ve ever been so turned on.”

“Really?” The excitement was evident in Amanda’s voice. “What did you like the most about it?”

“When, uhh… I really loved how they were mostly talking to you instead of me. E-especially how they asked you if they could touch me,  i-instead of asking me. It made me feel like… like your property or something… Like I was just your doll that you were sharing with your friends.”

“Yeah?” Amanda bit her tongue through her wide smile. “You like being treated like that? Like a toy for us to entertain ourselves with?” Amanda slid a hand softly around Fiona’s neck, leaning in and kissing her again. Fiona’s cage responded instantly to Amanda's shift in demeanor.

“Well…” Amanda continued, hovering her lips just barely apart from Fiona's. “If you’re just my doll to entertain me… I think I’d like my doll naked right about now.” Fiona obeyed instantly. She hopped up from the couch, stripping off her dress. Since Kaylee had never returned her panties, all she had left was her strapless bra and her cage. She slipped her hands behind her back, quickly unstrapping it and letting it fall to the floor. She clasped her hands behind her back, waiting for her next order while subduing the drive to cover herself with her hands.

Amanda eyed Fiona, grinning with anticipation. She stripped off her shirt, tossing it to the floor. She lifted her hips from the couch, biting her lip as she cutely shimmied her shorts and panties down her legs, kicking them off excitedly. Fiona began dropping to her knees when Amanda stopped her.

“Ah-ah-ah, no blowjobs. Sorry sweetie, you don’t even get the chance to earn a release tonight.” Amanda reached her hands out, grabbing Fiona’s and pulling her towards herself. Fiona flushed as her body stiffened. She knew what Amanda wanted. Fiona put a knee to Amanda’s side, straddling her as she slowly climbed onto the couch.

Amanda grabbed Fiona’s chest, squeezing them before sliding her hands around to her upper back. Amanda's gentle fingers sent a shiver down Fiona’s spine as they trailed down her back, gripping into her butt. She pulled Fiona into her, causing her to softly hump as her cage and balls pressed against Amanda's stomach. Fiona lowered her head, nuzzling into Amanda’s neck, enjoying the feeling of her smooth skin against her nose, and the familiar scent of Amanda’s hair. Amanda guided Fiona’s hips. She felt Amanda’s shaft slip past her cage and press gently against her entrance.

“I’m kinda nervous,” Fiona whispered into Amanda’s ear, tittering through it.

“What? Why?” Amanda giggled.

“I’ve never… set the pace before… And since you’re so good, I’m worried in comparison it’s gonna be…”

“I’m so good?” Amanda teased while beaming. She kissed Fiona’s neck, before lowering her voice to a more gentle timbre. “Don’t be nervous, sweetheart. Even if you were terrible, I’d still love it. It’s with you.” Amanda gave her another kiss, before pressing a hand on Fiona’s butt.

Fiona took a sharp breath as she slid down Amanda's cock. She doubted she could ever get used to its size. She took her time slowly working her way down, until she was sitting down completely on Amanda’s lap.

Once she was comfortable with Amanda's full unit, she began bouncing herself. Her cheeks burned. She could immediately tell how clumsy she was compared to Amanda. She tried to match Amanda’s usual pace, but she struggled to hold a steady rhythm.

Amanda smiled, placing a hand on Fiona’s back as her other pressed against her hips, slowing her into a stop

“Relax, Fi.” Her voice was slow and calming. “Stop thinking so much. You don’t have to try to impress me.” Fiona could hear her smile through her words. In a much softer, timid voice, she continued. “You always impress me.”

Fiona rested her forehead on Amanda's shoulder, smiling. Her blush was even stronger, but she felt calmness wash over her. Her heart slowed as she took a few breaths. She began slowly gliding up and down Amanda’s shaft. She didn’t worry about anything, only focusing on slowly raising all the way up to the tip, and back down to her lap with every movement.

Fiona wrapped her arms behind Amanda’s neck, grabbing her forearm in a loose hug. She closed her eyes, resting against the smooth skin of her neck. Amanda’s hands answered in kind, wrapping behind Fiona’s back. Her hands were constantly searching. Trailing up and down Fiona’s skin, from gently squeezing her butt to running all the way up between her shoulder blades.

Fiona’s arousal was overpowering. She was constantly leaking, a trail of precum stretching between her balls and Amanda's stomach with every movement. But despite that, she wasn’t focused on cumming.

She felt comfortable. Feeling Amanda’s warm skin against her own, nuzzled against her neck as she slipped slowly in and out of her. She had never felt so close to Amanda before.

Fiona never wanted it to end. She continued riding, just as slow and controlled as before. For ten minutes? Twenty minutes? She lost track of time, her only benchmark was Amanda’s deepening breaths, and the increasing amount of precum slicking her cage and Amanda’s stomach.

Eventually nuzzling wasn’t enough. She kissed Amanda’s neck. Amanda moaned, much more powerfully than Fiona was expecting. She rolled her head to the side, exposing as much of her neck as possible. Fiona understood the invitation, taking her time kissing and nibbling across Amanda’s exposed skin.

Amanda's hips began to buck into her. Fiona pressed her butt into Amanda's lap, stopping her. She didn’t want Amanda to have to set the pace. She wanted to do it herself. Amanda seemed to respond, slowing her hips back to a standstill. Fiona continued at her pace once again.

Amanda's moans grew louder and louder. Her fingernails dug into Fiona’s back and butt. Fiona was lost in the pleasure. Feeling Amanda slide in and out of her was one thing, but seeing Amanda's reaction to her was something else entirely. She felt intoxicated. High on Amanda’s pleasure. Her moans became the only thing that mattered. All she wanted was to continue to pleasure Amanda forever.

“Fuckkkkk!!” Amanda nearly screamed. Fiona felt a hand slip into her hair, grabbing it tightly before yanking her to the side. The sudden aggression jolted Fiona out of her trance. Before she could fully process, Amanda had pushed her down across the couch, pouncing on top of her.

One of Amanda’s hands squeezed Fiona’s throat as Amanda thrusted into her. Fiona gasped as she bottomed out, her body bouncing up with an audible slap against Amanda’s hips. Amanda thrusted like a wild animal. She groaned in Fiona’s ear, biting it as she did.

Fiona could hardly think. Of all the times Amanda had fucked her, she had never been fucked like this. It was almost primal. Fiona was nearly convinced she’d cum through her cage. She gripped into the couch, wrapping her legs around Amanda and pulling her closer. She moaned, moaning even harder as Amanda’s grip on her throat seemed to confine her whimpers.

“Goddd!” Amanda groaned through gritted teeth. She erupted inside her. Fiona could feel the hot ropes, enough to fill her, leaking out past Amanda's throbbing cock and dripping down her inner thighs and onto the couch. She grabbed Amanda's back and pulled her close as she moaned, pressing her hips up into Amanda's cock, hungrily trying to push her deeper. This was the first time Amanda had cum inside her, and as much as she loved feeling her cum across her skin, she loved this too. Feeling Amanda's cum spray across her skin usually drove her mad with desperation. But feeling it leak from inside her didn’t. She just felt close to her. A kind of closeness she hadn’t felt before.

Fiona’s legs remained interlocked behind Amanda, holding her close as her thrusts slowed. Amanda finally stopped, her head buried in Fiona’s neck. Amanda lied limp on top of Fiona, their heavy breaths slowing.

Amanda finally pulled out of her. A string of cum stuck to her cock as she did, dripping across Fiona’s twitching balls as she rested on top of her. Amanda’s cock slowly softened beside her straining cage.

They laid in silence for some time, before Amanda finally took a deep breath

“I couldn’t take it anymore!” Amanda giggled through her exhale. “I thought I was gonna lose it, I mean Jesus!” Amanda sat up, looking down at Fiona with a wide grin. “You had better not have done that on purpose.”

“Done what on purpose?” Amanda narrowed her eyes, studying her reaction. She dropped her head down to Fiona’s chest, wrapping her arms around her in a hug as she settled back in.

“Mmmmm, guess I believe you.” She exhaled comfortably, closing her eyes. “I don’t know how you are alive, honestly. You just kept going soooo slowly! For like an hour!! And it was juuust slow enough that I couldn’t cum! I mean fuck, I don’t think I’ve ever gotten that horny.” Fiona’s jaw dropped a bit.

“I didn’t even think about that! I just wanted to take it slow and steady. It was feeling so good, and since… y’know… I couldn’t cum anyways, I wasn’t even thinking about cumming. I just wanted to keep going and going…”

“I could tell! I wanted to let you set the pace the whole time, but you weren’t speeding up, and I was gonna break!” She crossed her hands on Fiona’s chest, resting her chin on her fingers, looking up at her. “You’re something else. To be able to handle that level of arousal? I mean fuck, I could never…”

“Does that mean you’re gonna let me cum more often now?” Giddiness leaked into Fiona’s voice.

“Oh pfft, no. Not at all. Maybe even the opposite. Knowing that you’re experiencing that level of arousal when I torture you? God it’s so hot. Really shot yourself in the foot with that one.”

“Amandaaa!” Fiona’s jaw dropped. “...Are you serious?!”

“Absolutely…” Amanda snuggled into Fiona, grinning wide as she relaxed against her chest, feeling the waves of satisfaction and exhaustion wash over her. “The fact that you can handle that without legitimately losing your mind? That just proves to me all the more that you’re meant to stay denied.”

Fiona opened her mouth to respond, but there were no words. All she could do was throb and leak at the thought as Amanda drifted off to sleep on top of her, with her cum still slowly dripping out of her.