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“I can’t believe I let you talk me into this.” Said Hope, closing the car door and looking dreadfully ahead.
“Babe,” Josie whined, fixing her girlfriend with a look across the top of the car, “We’ve been over this five times already and you agreed all five times. Very enthusiastically might I add.”
“It seemed like a good idea at the time.”
“That was literally one hour ago.”
“I know! But that was before you-” She lowered her voice almost to a whisper and nodded down to her body, “You know.”
Josie smirked then, leaning her tall body over the car and tilting her head slightly while shooting Hope a look so dirty that had the redhead’s legs trembling and said in an equally low voice;
“Before I enchanted you to cum on command if a certain word comes out of these pretty lips of yours, you mean?”
Hope nooded, blue eyes gleaming pleadingly under the early rays of sunlight. Way too early for one to be doing what she was about to do.
“At least tell me which word you chose, I don’t wanna embarrass myself in there.”
“That’d defeat the purpose wouldn't it?” Josie pouted but there was still a fire in her eyes, “Besides, you said it yourself; I can do whatever I want with you today and despite that I still asked you about the spell, which, again, you agreed to.”
Hope’s eyes widened for a second, mouth opening and closing several times, trying to come up with an excuse but there was none. She did agree with it, but- She looked at Josie again, begging with her eyes.
“You were three knuckles deep in me, how was I supposed to make smart decisions? And when I said you could do anything with me I was expecting you to finally use the mind control spell on me, not this.”
“You should be more careful with your words.” Josie shrugged with a sweet, innocent smile on her lips as she pushed herself off the car and made it to the sidewalk. “Come on.”
“Boo….” Hope whined, letting her head drop in defeat before following the brunette. “Two months ago you couldn’t even think of people looking at me for longer than strictly necessary without wanting to rip their heads off and now you want me to get naked in front of a stranger and potentially cum in front of them, while they’re touching me. Do you realize how crazy that sounds?”
Josie stopped with her hand on the shop’s door knob and turned to Hope again.
“Two months ago I wasn’t used to all that possessiveness towards you. Things are different now. Besides, this is not a stranger, this guy is a professional and according to all the girls I asked before booking him, a very trusted and respectful one at that. And well- What can I say? I’m feeling quite adventurous today.”
Hope was about to ask what exactly was different but then Josie pinned her with such a naughty look that had her gulping so hard she might as well have swallowed a tennis ball.
“And yes baby, I’m going to use the spell on you later, but first-” She nodded towards the red neon light at the door. “There’s something about you that I’ve noticed and need further evidence to know if whatever that I have planned for you later today will work the way I expect it to. If you say the word and our little spell triggers, I’ll have the answers I need.”
“Wait, what did you notice? And why not just ask me?”
Josie smirked again.
“Where’s the fun in that?”
“You’re mean.” It was Hope’s time to pout. “Using my love and utter devotion to you for your own means…”
Josie’s bubbly enthusiasm faltered then.
“Now I feel bad. I’m sorry.” She reached for Hope’s cheek. “If you really don’t want this then let’s go grab something to eat and get back home so I can apologize properly. I can call and cancel the appointment, it’s really not a big deal. Yeah’ let’s do that. I’m sorry.”
Hope took Josie’s hand on her own and squeezed.
“No. It’s okay, I wanna do this, I do. I’m just-” She sighed, looking inside and then up to the baby blue sky before landing her gaze back on Josie, a faint blush covering her face. “I’m nervous, okay? And it’s not even about the piercings. I know they’ll heal in like- seconds, and that I’ll look super hot, and it’ll be great for sex, it’s just- I don’t mind people seeing me naked that much- I’m a werewolf for goodness sake, that’s an occupational hazard. I just really don’t like the idea of anyone else besides you touching me there. Especially if there's the possibility of that making me cum.”
“I know that’s silly cuz the touching part is kinda essential for this but still-” Hope shook her head and let out a shaky giggle. “And I’m pretty sure the guy has seen us already, so he won’t buy any excuses we give him so let’s just get inside and get this over with.”
She made to push the door but Josie didn’t move.
“I don’t care if he’s seen us or not. If you’re not sure you don’t have to do it. I’m so sorry I made you feel forced to do it-”
Hope looked up into warm brown eyes and smiled.
“I appreciate that, but you didn’t. I promise I want this, Boo. I’m nervous about embarrassing myself, that’s all.” She giggled again, “To be honest I don’t even know exactly what I’m feeling right now. If I think of… it, I feel mortified but there’s something else too that I can’t name- It’s just weird.”
Josie raised an eyebrow knowingly at that, and Hope was sure she saw triumph in her eyes for a fleeting second before those upside down pouty lips turned into a sweet little smile.
“Are you sure sure?”
“Yes.”
“I can drop the spell if you want then.” She offered.
Hope sighed. Did she want that? Just the pain of having a needle going through her nipples and the hood of her clit should be enough to send anyone running, but honestly, Hope’s been through far worse before. Potentially having an orgasm during that? That terrified her enough to make her insides freeze — so much they actually felt like burning. But that’d only happen if she said the word Josie chose, and she’s said a lot of words so far and nothing happened… Whatever the trigger word may be, it must be something really specific, so as long as she didn’t engage in deep conversation, keep the small talk or pretend to be nervous enough to work as an excuse for her to remain silent, she should be ok.
Wait- was she really considering this? What the hell? The guy would think she’s a freak, she could twitch and have him pierce her actual clit, other people could walk in… No. Absolutely not. It was too risky.
“No, I’m okay.” She said and pushed the door open. “I’ll just keep quiet.”
[...]
Her plan would’ve worked wonders if Josie wasn’t so deviously clever.
The guy, Greg, true to Josie’s description, was very professional and such a nice guy that Hope’s worries were pushed to the back of her mind. He took several minutes to explain every step of the process, answered every question, and made extra sure both Hope and Josie felt comfortable before leading them to the back.
Hope started to lift her tank top but Greg shook his head.
“Just lower it, no need to take it off.” He guided Hope to a reclinable chair and started setting everything off onto a paper covered tray, making sure to show both girls everything was sealed off and overall sterilized.
“All set, are you ready?” he asked, “Alright, I’ll start off cleaning and then I'm gonna do some markings on your nipples okay? Do I have your permission?”
Hope shot Josie a quick nervous look, urging her closer and taking her hand before nodding.
“Alright, here we go, deep breath in…”
“Oh shit!” The pain wasn’t at all what Hope expected, but it still took her by surprise —
sharp and for less than a second, intense, so intense her whole body jolted, just not in pain.
Thank goodness Greg was too focused on slipping the black barbell in place to notice the small but harsh jerk of Hope’s hips and if he noticed the loud moan that followed, he said nothing about it. Probably, hopefully thinking it was from the pain.
“All good?” He asked.
Hope could only nod and give him a shaky thumbs up with the hand that wasn’t currently crushing Josie’s while wave after wave of scorching white heat coursed through her veins.
“You’re sure? You look a bit… distressed.”
Her clit throbbed, her panties were getting unbearably sticky and her body felt uncomfortably stiff with the effort of keeping it from moving. She opened her eyes, preparing her best glare only to be met with an overjoyed, almost filthy look on Josie’s face.
“Are you okay, babe?” Josie asked, her voice dripping with fake innocence, “Is there anything wrong?”
“I’m fine” Hope gritted out, still trying to look serious so the pleasure wouldn’t show on her face. “I’m okay, go on.” She said, this time to Greg, who looked genuinely concerned.
Whether was the grounding feeling of Josie’s hand in hers, Greg’s reasurences, the paralyzing fear of getting busted, the worry of happening again — Cuz Josie was a tricky little devil and knew for a fact that crying out ‘shit’ was Hope’s natural response to pain — or the faint pleasure still clouding her mind, Hope didn’t know, but when she opened her eyes again Greg was already getting up.
“All done up here. You can go take a look if you want before we do your clit.”
Hope shook her head and swallowed heavily.
“No, It’s okay, I’ll look when it’s all done.”
“Alright then, can I get you girls some water?”
“Yes, please.” Said Hope and Josie almost in unison.
As soon as he turned his back, Hope turned glaring at Josie.
“You’re evil!”
Josie smirked, proudly.
“I know.” She giggled and then drastically lowered her voice, “You have no idea how fun was to watch you struggling like that. Must’ve been quite the orgasm huh?”
“I’m glad my humiliation amuses you, yay!”
“Oh, thank you! I’m glad we agree on that- My God, you look good! I didn’t think it was possible for you to get even hotter but jeez! I can’t wait to play with-”
“Here you go, ladies.” Greg handed them a paper cup each, raised the chair Hope was in, went over to a corner to grab the leg holders, and swapped his black gloves. “Okay, whenever you're ready. This part tends to be a bit nerve racking so, as a client of mine once said; just pretend I’m your gynecologist for a second and this will be a whole less awkward.”
— Great! If only I’ve been to a gynecologist before… — Hope nodded with a slight grimace, hidden by the cup, gulped down the water, and got up from the chair. Sparing a nervous look at Josie, almost as if asking permission, and getting a nod, Hope made quick work of pulling her tank top back up and getting out of her leggings and underwear.
This time the grimace was painfully visible on her face. She was soaked. There was no way Greg wouldn’t notice that. — Why didn't I clean myself in the bathroom before?! — And so with her face burning and heart hammering inside her chest, she sat back down and placed her legs on the supports on either side of her chair, eyes fixed on the ceiling.
There was, however, no reaction on Greg’s part. He simply approached her with some tissues, asked for permission again, to which Hope responded with a nervous grunt and head nod, and started the cleaning procedures.
“I’ll be as quick as possible okay?” He said.
As he went on with the preparations, his face up close right there on her business, with tissue after tissue being tossed into the trash can, Hope started worrying for real. She wasn’t getting any drier. Thankfully Greg was a really good professional cuz even with how slippery she was down there, he seemed to be managing.
“All set. This one doesn’t usually hurt much okay? Let me know when you’re ready and then take a deep breath.”
Hope pulled Josie to stand by her side in a way that blocked her face from view and seized back Josie’s hand, clutching it with both of hers over her chest before moving them to cover her mouth just in case… Then, taking a deep breath, she mumbled;
“Ready.”
— Don’t say shit. Don’t say shit. Don’t say shit…
The pain lasted only a second but Hope wanted to kill Greg for luring her into a fake sense of safety. Maybe that didn’t hurt humans but with her very enhanced senses…God, the pain was searing and overwhelming and the “Holy fuck!” had barely left lips when a very loud and extremely mortifying moan was muffled by their hands.
“Oh…” Was all that Greg said as he finished screwing the little ball tight at the end of the curved barbell.
Hope’s incredulous gaze fell on a triumphantly looking Josie and she didn’t know what to feel. Confusion, shame, anger, pain, pleasure… It was all too much and all at the same time.
The pounding of her heart was deafening, breathing was an issue, her face felt so fucking hot that it must’ve been as red as her hair, her open legs trembled, little whimpers fell from her lips in a torrent, lights danced behind her eyelids, and her clit throbbed.
Oh my god! She was cumming. A stranger was watching her falling apart. She wanted to dig herself into a hole, she wanted to scream, she wanted to be anywhere but here. Be anyone but herself.
“Er… That’s a- uh- unusual reaction.” Greg muttered, blushing himself and trying to look anywhere else than Hope’s twitching pussy.
“Oh my god!” Hope let go of Josie’s hand and covered her face, shaking her head desperately. “I’m sorry. I’m so so so sorry. I don’t know- I- I’m sorry”
Ugh! She couldn’t believe this was actually happening. She refused. Cum leaked from her tiny nether lips and she hated it.
Hated that even while wanting to die from shame it still felt good. So fucking good, and the little titanium ball now sitting right on top of her clit made everything so much worse.
Hated that she wanted to keep cumming.
Hated that she wanted to open her eyes and see Greg and Josie’s reaction but couldn’t. Fearful of that making her come even harder.
Hated the muffled little cries that kept pouring out of her mouth. She wasn't usually this noisy, but an unknown and terrifying part of her wanted to be louder.
But perhaps what she hated the most was the fact that she didn’t hate it at all.
"That 's okay, er… Every person reacts to pain in their own way…”
— It’s not pain, It's just my girlfriend that’s a sneaky little bitch! — She wanted to scream but all that came out of her mouth were muffled apologies.
“I just have to-” He approached Hope’s still spasming pussy as one would a poisonous plant, “clean you up and you’re good to go.”
She opened her eyes then, sneaking between her fingers. Even through the thick, long beard, Greg looked flushed despite doing a rather good job at hiding it. Josie on the other hand… She had what anyone who didn’t know her would call a shocked face, but Hope knew she was horny as fuck, could smell as much too. And it relieved her a little bit when she saw the brunette’s eyes flashing bright red and her jaw setting, and if not for the naughty, almost sadistic smile on her face, she looked like she was a second away of murdering the guy.
“All done.” He said, but Hope’s pussy apparently wasn’t done just yet.
“I’m sorry,” She cried again, “I’m trying… I can’t- I- I can’t stop.”
“That’s okay, uh, I’ll-” He got up, awkwardly pointing at his desk in the front, “I’ll give you a minute. Want more water?”
“Please.”
“Okay. I’ll be right back.”
She was on her feet the second Greg turned his back, desperately dashing for her clothes but Josie was already crouched down on the floor in front of her holding them in position for her. With a grateful little smile, she stepped into her pants, which Josie quickly pulled up her legs and fixed up around her waist just as her pussy clenched tightly one last time.
She drew a shaky breath, looking up at her girlfriend who stood there with a look of amusement and what Hope could easily identify as pure hunger in her eyes, but those warm brown orbs also held that genuine concern that she’d fallen in love with and that defused the glare she intended to send.
“What was that?” She asked instead, a twinge of hurt and humiliation on her wavering voice. “I didn’t say shh-” Her eyes widened and she slapped her hand against her mouth, bracing herself but nothing happened. “You said-”
“I said you’d come if a certain word came out of your mouth,” Josie interrupted her with a light chuckle before her eyes flashed red for a slip second and Hope felt every muscle on her body clench again, “I never said it’d be just one.”
Hope’s mouth opened and closed like a gaping fish, then her lips curled into an angry pout and she crossed her arms.
“You’re cute when you try to look angry.” Josie pecked her on the lips, instantly disarming her, “And before you ask, no. There was nothing else on the spell.”
“But-”
Hope felt her stomach drop as realization hit. No. It couldn’t be. Josie was lying. She had to be. There was no way she’d cum the way she did if there wasn’t magic involved. But Josie wouldn’t lie to her so… No. Hope pulled back from Josie’s arms then, her face unbearably hot, head shaking in disbelief and a pleading look on her eyes.
“You- you really didn’t make me…”
“Nope. That was all you…” Josie smoothed a thumb over Hope’s furrowed brow. “All of it.”
“What do you mean?”
“I can smell you y’know?” Hope froze again, “Ever since we left the house… And even stronger when we entered here.” Josie smirked, cupping Hope’s scarlat face gently in her hands, “It’s exciting isn’t it? The thrill…”
Hope helplessly nodded, avoiding Josie’s gaze. She heard Greg’s footsteps approaching and for a moment she felt relieved before remembering what he just witnessed. Turning around, she seized the offered cup from his hand and drowned it down in one gulp, wanting nothing more than to skedaddle already.
Before he could say anything though, Josie thankfully took pity on her and fetched a credit card out of her bra, beckoning Greg back to his desk.
With a huge sigh Hope went over to the full length mirror and pulled her tank top down for a quick look; The little black titanium barbells were a stark contrast against the paleness of her skin and the pink of her nipples. She always liked her boobs; mainly because they looked like Josie’s — which in Hope’s opinion, were perfect in every possible aspect —, round, firm… and just a tiny bit bigger. But now… now feeling the way the rods stimulate her nipples from the inside just by being there, but also, thanks to her hyper senses, from the friction caused by even the tiniest, most insignificant of movements… Now she really loved her boobs.
How would it feel having Josie play with them now? Mind flooding with lewd thoughts she groped her tits in both hands, shuddering with how sensitive her nipples felt against her palms, but when she finally focused on the piercings, sliding them back and forth with her fingertips, the amount of heat that pooled between her legs were so that she felt herself getting almost terrified… If her nipples felt this good then…
She didn’t have the guts to look right now, but if just by feeling it against her clit, covered by her boy-shorts panties and tight leggings felt so mind numbingly incredible that she didn’t even notice the footsteps approaching, she couldn’t even imagine how she’d feel actually looking at it. Let alone what Josie could potentially do with it. With her…
“You shouldn’t do that.” Her heart gave a somersault. Greg was standing right beside her, looking concerningly at her nipples. “Sorry, er… I didn’t mean to scare you, but you could hurt yourself doing… that. You should let them heal for at least two weeks before touching it like that and you should always wash your hands first, that way you don’t risk getting them infected or anything. Here- let me take a look. Excuse me-”
He leaned down, carefully inspecting her nipples for any signs of tearing. It was only when he looked back at her, a deep, incredulous frown on his face that Hope realized her mistake.
"They're already… uh- what?” He mumbled, dumbfounded and Hope shot Josie an urgent look, “You’re- they’re already… healed. But- what? How?! We just-”
Josie was in front of him in a blink and he nearly jumped out of his skin. She seized him by the shoulders and looked him deep in the eyes.
“No, she’s not healed.” She said firmly and he nodded dumbly in acceptance. “You saw her touching, told her not to, looked it over but there was nothing wrong.”
His eyes looked dazed as he fixed his gaze back on Hope, but then he blinked and they were clear again, and his shoulders dropped as he gave Hope a reassuring smile.
“Everything’s in order. Here-” He handed Hope a flier and a piece of blue paper, “This are the instructions for the after care, if you have any questions or any problem, feel free to give me a call. I also included an ointment prescription for you. Apply it every 6 hours for one week, always washing it beforehand. Wear comfortable clothes to avoid tearing or irritation and-” He looked quickly at Josie, “as tempting as it may be, saliva could cause infection so, avoid sexual activity for at least three weeks.”
They both nodded, blushing. Hope bid him goodbye and God- She couldn’t get out of there fast enough. She stepped out into the street; there were a lot more people there now and as she looked around, she had this strange, nagging feeling at the back of her mind that everyone was looking at her.
Face heating up, she started slowly and carefully towards her car. She looked up and down the street, frantically scanning the people walking by, but the only person looking at her was this one girl across the street. She had dark skin, luscious curly hair, sharp jaw, slim, tall, probably her age. Hope must've seen her before somewhere cuz she didn't look entirely strange and she was looking at Hope like she knew her. Eyes fixed on her, one eyebrow slightly raised, smirk on her lips and- did she just bite her lip?
Oh.
Hope stopped to a halt. The girl was practically eating her with her eyes, checking her out so openly now that Hope felt as though she knew what she just did and was looking right through her clothes…
What's this girl's problem? Wasn't she seeing Josie right by her side?
"Babe, I think that girl's hitting on me." She said distractedly, but Josie wasn't by her side.
At that moment the door she had just closed opened again.
"Have a good day." Josie said and Hope turned around to see her girlfriend just now coming out of the shop, waving Greg goodbye with a sweet smile. She blew her a kiss when she saw her, and padded quickly to the driver's side of the car as Hope watched a slightly confused Greg closing the door of his shop.
"Something's wrong babe?" Josie asked when she didn't move.
"Uh? No. I just- I thought you were right behind me. I uh- I'm pretty sure that girl across the street was trying to hit on me."
"Yeah?" Josie arched an eyebrow, looking over. "Well, I don't blame her. I mean- She has eyes…" She winked at Hope and unlocked the car, "Did you like the attention?"
"Boo!" She whined which only made Josie giggle. Giving the curly brunette a hard glare, Hope dragged herself over and slid sulkily inside the car.
Josie closed the door, eyes landing unapologetically on Hope's nipples poking through the thin fabric of her black tank top.
Hope felt herself igniting under Josie's gaze, and it must have shown cuz she quickly reached a hand over.
"You want me to touch you?"
Instead of answering, Hope pushed her chest into Josie's hand, gasping quietly.
"Good girl," Josie hummed, pulling Hope in for a bruising kiss, sneaking her hand under the fabric and cupping her breast, fingers gently brushing the sensitive pierced nub, dragging a shaky moan out of the redhead. "Does it feel good?"
"Yes."
"How good?" She pulled on the barbell and Hope mewled into her mouth.
"Why don't you get me home and find out?"
"Oh, I will." Despite that, Josie pulled back, leaving a gasping and flushed tribrid looking beautifully disappointed, "But now that I know exactly what to do with you, we gotta make one last stop before I can ravage you."
Hope's heart sped up. Her mouth was dry, chest heaving and feeling uncomfortably hot all over.
"Where?" She asked, hesitant.
Josie flicked the barbell back the other way, pinched and dragged her nipple as she removed her hand, making her see stars, clicked the engine button and gave Hope that same dirty sexy look from earlier.
"Sex shop."