I put my hands on the bed, and crawled up towards the headboard on all fours, while she kept the leash taut and slid back up toward the head of the bed.
“You’re still here to watch girl.” She told me. “You’re to stay quiet, and only do and touch what I tell you to. Do you understand?”
I nodded my head up and down rapidly, so close to her I could feel the heat of her body.
“If you touch yourself, you will be disciplined.” She told me. “If you make yourself orgasm, I promise you will not enjoy what happens next. Do you understand girl?”
I nodded again.
She was using her index finger to circle her clit, and I felt the bed rock as she moved her hips back and forth. She hooked my collar with the fingers of her other hand and pulled me down to her body.
“Push yourself against my thigh.” She whispered. “I want to feel the heat of your cunt against me girl.”
I put one leg over her knee and then pushed myself against her, her hot thigh feeling good against my cunt.
“You’ve soaked your need right through my panties haven’t you girl?” she whispered, her voice trembling.
I noticed that she was referring to both pair of panties as hers. Somehow, I knew that she hadn’t mixed them up. She now considered the panties I’d been wearing when I knocked on her door to be hers.
Her hips were continuing to move up and down in response to what her fingers were doing, and as badly as I wanted to look, I didn’t want to do anything she didn’t tell me to do.
“Reach under my pillow girl.” She said.
I pushed my hand under her pillow and pulled out a thin chain, with a wide ring in the middle and two clamps on each end.
“Put those on your nipples.” She moaned.
I heard the vibrator begin to buzz again, and I uncoiled the chain and attached the clamps to my nipples. Each one bit into the tender flesh, and hot tears sprung to my eyes as the pain twisted around in my body in a delicious cascade of hot erotic sensation.
She took the chain that was connecting my nipples in her hand, and pulled it up to my collar, where she hooked it through the leash as well.
“Stand girl.” She groaned.
I slid towards the edge of the bed, and she gave the leash a firm tug.
“On the bed girl.” She said. “Stand over me on the bed.”
I got to my feet, careful on the mattress, and stepped over Mistress Isabella, so that I had one foot on either side of her thighs. She was between my legs and I could only see her from the waist up.
Her hips were still moving, and the bed rocked gently with her needful rhythm. Even though I couldn’t see what she was doing with the vibrator I could tell by the look in her eyes that it felt good.
She pulled the leash tight, and I felt it tug at my collar and I felt it pull at the clamps on my nipples.
I felt erotically connected to Mistress Isabella, and the physical sensations in each of my nipples, combined with the look on her face caused me to whimper softly. She either didn’t notice that I’d made noise without her permission, or she understood.
“Pull those slutty panties to the side girl.” She hissed. “Hold them out of the way so I can see that wet slit of yours.”