Drag Me To Hell

[BlackAkuma]

The Morrigan had to fake less and less as time went on, genuinely enjoying Kasey’s touch on her skin. This was hardly the first time she’d shared a shower with someone, but his relative inexperience brought something new to the experience, made him more experimental than most of her lovers would’ve been. He didn’t just dive in whole hog, he took his time, drew it out. Whether he meant to or not, that was driving her wild, heating her at a steady pace.

She quirked an eyebrow when she heard the towel drop, thinking he might’ve given up out of nowhere, but those fears were allayed when she felt his bare fingers on her, touching her softest places. She gasped, first from shock, then in ecstasy as he went to work, a marked improvement over the towel. She wasn’t about to stop him, far from it.

She kept her arms high, giving him full access, but her leg slip around behind his and nudge him closer, pulling him. Just enough for their bodies to touch. A little here, a little there, and his hardness dragged along her slit for a golden second. It was enough to pull a full-throated moan out of her.

The Morrigan laughed - a sweet noise, almost a sigh - and suddenly turned about to face away from her, her body sliding along his as she went. If there was any mystery about how close she wanted him to be, she erased it when she reached out behind, found his ass, and pulled him back in, running her claws along his skin before she pulled back away.

”Just a little more, Kasey.” Her hot whispered worms its way through the cascading waters. ”I’m almost there.”

[Lycanstar]

It was clear that Morrigan was getting as into this as Kasey was~ Her dominant demeanour started slipping as she became engulfed in Kasey's actions. Kasey didn't stop though~ her moans and heavy breathing was only fuel to drive him to keep going. Getting caught up in the heat of the moment he felt both her hands grip his ass tightly as she pulled him close; His index and middle finger were completely engulfed as they explored inside of her~


”Just a little more, Kasey. I’m almost there.”

For the first time since stepping through the door, Kasey felt a sense of control. A sense of power. He craved it so badly; the continued thought of letting a Woman like her command his every move was infuriating. Her words had struck a nerve with him, but probably not the kind of reaction she intended. Despite how ready Kasey was for what was to come next- A small shred of himself was still too proud to let her just have this. Kasey closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Be a goddamn man. He reiterated this to himself multiple times in his head, all the while continuing to pleasure The Morrigan. This was going to suck for both of them; but he simply had to do something. Morrigan's moans were getting louder and louder- She clawed at his skin and just bef-

"And, done."

Kasey quickly retreated his hand from The Morrigan's crotch and disinterestedly looked to turn around and observe her other bathing products.

"Do you have any shampoo that doesn't smell too fruity? Still need to wash my hair."

He felt immediately proud of himself. The balls on him to let her edge like that before looking to completely ignore her was something else. Kasey tried to swing his mind to the most mundane thing he could think of at this moment, perusing the bottles on the hanger of Morrigan's shower for different shampoos. Conditioner? Dry shampoo? What even is half this stuff for? Where's just the 'Shampoo'?

[BlackAkuma]

It was all good. Maybe too good. The Morrigan found herself getting wrapped up in the moment - the running water, the feel of their flesh bumping together, the heat in the air, it all came together to create this perfect picture. Lust was welling up, and specific needs would have to be met. It took no small effort to keep herself from just taking him, here and now. It wasn’t quite how she’d planned things, but as she said before, she’d never been working off a hard and fast itinerary. If things led to fucking in the shower, then fine, they’d fuck in the shower. She was on the cusp of something great, and he…

…he stopped.

The Morrigan stopped in mid-moan, going blankfaced as he slammed the brakes on her. It took her a few seconds to register what had happened, but she twitched when it did. The little shit. He’d given her the same treatment. She didn’t think he had that kind of restraint in him, but there it was, and it worked like a charm. She shivered as her body adjusted, crashing from the high. He even went about as if it was no big thing, pretending as if he was totally clueless. The nerve on him.

She didn’t answer him at first, and stepped forward to press her forehead against his with a manic gleam in her eye. Her muscles tensed and swelled as she pushed him back a step, and for a second, it looked like she might well attack him, right here and now, another match in the shower stall.

The Morrigan could only hold that intensity for a moment, though, before she broke down with a wicked laugh, one that left her tits shaking as backed off. She looked him over, impressed, and folded her arms. ”You fuckin’ smartarse. Think I’m starting to like you.” She snorted, then wagged a finger at the shampoo selection. ”Yeah, that’s mostly Sabine’s shite, I borrow it every now and then. All she’s got is the fancy stuff, so if you don’t want your hair smelling like a meadow, you’re fuck out of luck.”

[Lycanstar]

Kasey continued to try and keep his mind occupied on the mundane before he felt Morrigan's looming presence get closer and closer. She pressed her forehead to his and he instantly felt like he had made a massive mistake. His eyes widened and he couldn't keep his uncaring shtick up any longer. He was sure she was going to throw him right through the glass door of the shower. His heart was beating out of his chest now- How could he have even been so fucking stupid to try something like that? God why d-

"HAHAHAHA! You fuckin’ smartarse. Think I’m starting to like you.”

O-oh... Thank god. Kasey looked almost traumatized as she backed off and pointed to the shampoo selection; Her words were almost completely lost on him as he reeled from the intense reaction. He stepped slowly away from Morrigan while staring off into space and attempted to reach for the glass door~

"I-I'm p-plenty good now, th-thanks. I'm g-gonna step out now."

He looked like a car crash victim waddling off the scene as he attempted to make his leave- Unbelievably to him, as soon as he felt like he had some real confidence Morrigan so easily clapped back with just a stare. Kasey made a mental note to not piss her off like that again. Or maybe he just needed some whiskey to strengthen his confidence. It was going to be a long night and he had only finished taking a shower.

[BlackAkuma]

The Morrigan canted her head as Kasey seemed to cow away from her, showing some genuine fear. She’d laid it on thick for a second, sure, but she’d tried to lighten the mood right after, apparently to little success. She’d hoped their time in the shower would ease those nerves, but now it seemed they were close to where they’d started.

Not a problem, though. She liked a good challenge, and she had some ideas on how to calm him down.

”All right, suit yourself. Kind of like your hair scruffy, anyway.” She reached up and gave one of his strands a little tug, before she slid out of the shower and grabbed a towel of her own, drying herself off with a few quick drags along the skin, before she wrapped it around her chest. It was just big enough to do the job, and looked like it would pop free if she took a deep enough breath.

”So, activities.” The Morrigan made her way over to the counter and began fiddling with some of the products, working on her hair specifically, getting some moisturizer to help shine it up. ”I’m thinking we spend a little time in the dungeon, see how that pans out. A little experimenting. Got some ideas. And then, maybe, we finish some of what we started in the shower.” She had a small smile at that, content to leave it ambiguous. ”How’s that sound?”

[Lycanstar]

”All right, suit yourself. Kind of like your hair scruffy, anyway.”

With a playful tug of his hair, Morrigan began stepping out of the shower and thankfully tended to herself as she began drying off. Kasey continued to do his best to keep a bit of a distance with how erratic her behaviour was seeming to him~ Although maybe he only had himself to blame. He began drying himself off as The Morrigan did; all the while she began discussing their evening "Activities".

”How’s that sound?”

Her still calling it a "Dungeon" evoked a deep sense of fear and mystery in Kasey; He had a vague idea of what it could look like but nothing definitive.

"Sounds... I mean, yeah whatever you want."

He was thinking of adding in "Not like I have much of a choice" but to be honest, maybe it would be best to stop thinking of ways to tempt fate. It was pretty clear from the way she spoke she was extremely comfortable with the whole situation. Maybe a bit too comfortable; Kasey knew she was a professional dominatrix but what somebody like that acts like or does still remained a vague mystery as he only had stereotypes and portrayals to go off of.

Kasey finished drying off and wrapped the towel around his waist~ Preferably she would let him keep it on since walking around a strangers home completely naked was still a pretty awkward experience for him. This night still felt like it could go anywhere, the two seemed to share more of the appearance of a couple about to go to a fancy restaurant. Well, besides Kasey's mask. And gloomy demeanour.

[BlackAkuma]

Well, at least he wasn’t actively bitching about his situation anymore. The Morrigan supposed she could take that as a win, but they still had more than a few hurdles to leap over. He no doubt had more than a few ideas about how this would go, and she’d wager not all of them were inaccurate, but the onus fell on her to correct the misconceptions and make him comfortable with everything else. It wasn’t the first time she’d had such a challenge, but this time felt special. Like her own personal project.

The Morrigan led him out off the bathroom and to some stairs down the hall, ones that led to the basement. There was an ominous vibe to it, as they descended into the darkness, with the light of the hall behind them illuminating vague shapes through the gloom, like something out of a SAW movie. There was thickness to the air, a mugginess that wasn’t present above, as if they were moving into a different world with a different climate…

”One sec, let me get the lights…”

The Morrigan melted into the shadows, flicked the light switch, and bathed the room in vibrant light, bringing the dungeon into the light. Whatever image Kasey had in his, she was willing to bet this wasn’t exactly what he’d pictured, even if he’d seen similar places. For starters, Sabine was a neat freak, and kept their dungeon as pristine and clinical as you could ever expect in a place like this. There were all the expected accouterments - you had your St. Andrews Cross, your bondage table with straps, a cage that was just tall enough for a man to stand, a cage that was just small enough for a man to kneel, and a variety of implements strewn along the walls. Paddles, whips, canes, floggers, collars, chains, even something that looked like a cattle prod. The centerpeice of it all was an ornate throne, fit for a queen.

The room was lit with a garish red glow at first, but Morrigan turned a dial and switched it over to a more sterile white, wanting him to get familiar with the room before they started playing with his senses. ”All right, there we go.” She strutted along the floor, her bare feet gliding across the white, shag carpet as she went, and did a quick inventory on the wall, checking to make sure all her favorite toys were there. Sabine had taken a few on her trip, but it seemed like she left most of the fun stuff. Good.

”I am going to get changed into something…” She was about to say ‘more comfortable’, but that would be a blatant lie. Latex was sexy to look at but a pain in the ass to wear. ”...more appropriate. Take a little while to get comfortable, gather yourself whatever you need to do, and we’ll start when I get back. Sit anywhere but the throne, obviously.”

The Morrigan started up the stairs, only to stop halfway and look back down on him. ”Oh, and the towel needs to be gone when I come back down.” She gave him a quick wink from her bad eye, then disappeared over the top again, with her footsteps booming above him.

[Lycanstar]

Kasey sheepishly followed Morrigan as she led him down the hall and brought him down to the dark basement. Once the lights came on he really didn't know what to say. It wasn't like it was going to be a surprise she had a bdsm dungeon but actually seeing it felt like some kind of elaborate joke to him. She had cages, straps, whips, all this weird... stuff. Especially the cages. Kasey stared fixated on a lot of these larger details as The Morrigan strutted around casually like this was all just another day at the office.

”I am going to get changed into something… more appropriate."

Kasey stood around in his towel like a deer in the headlights as he continued to take it all in; this is fucking crazy. ”Oh, and the towel needs to be gone when I come back down.” Her steps boomed across the ceiling as she left Kasey on his own in the centre of the basement.

It was eerily quiet, Kasey wasn't quite sure what to make out of it. He kept the towel nervously wrapped around his waist as he remained frozen in place, a concerned expression fixated on him as he continued to marvel at all the bdsm equipment. It felt like this was all here to just scare him or intimidate him. There's no way she actually uses cages on people, what would she even do with that? Maybe Kasey just didn't want to think about finding out.

"...fuck me."

Kasey silently cursed under his own breath as he walked around to get a closer look at some of this stuff. The table with the straps... It reminded him that this was probably going to be more about pain rather than pleasure. He winced as the thought crossed his mind. Kasey wasn't exactly the sturdiest man; but he wasn't a complete wet noodle either. In their match it didn't take as much to keep him down as he hoped he could handle; The Morrigan hit like a ten-ton truck. Would she be more forgiving here? Could she get worse? ...None of this helped Kasey's racing mind as his eyes moved over to her "Throne". What the hell is this even for? Egotism? A nice centrepiece? The way her mind worked was a complete enigma to Kasey.

Kasey could hear Morrigan walking upstairs again~ She had instructed him to remove his towel and he knew he didn't want to look to piss her off again. But god damn if he didn't want the rest of that beer in the kitchen. He would absolutely need it to get through this shit. Kasey hesitated for a second- before obediently dropping the towel at his feet and waiting casually while standing near the throne. Even if it made him feel like a coward, it was better than potentially incurring her wrath. He hated every part of how he was feeling, but he took in a deep breath, closed his eyes and just awaited his fate.

[BlackAkuma]

The Morrigan wouldn’t take too long to get dressed up, at least compared to how long most people would’ve taken in a similar situation. One of the many things she’d mastered as a dominatrix was the fine art of switching clothes on the fly. It wasn’t rare for her clients to have a handful of fetishes, which would require her to change outfits on the fly, and the longer she took to go from one to the next, the more of their money she wasted, the more likely they were to complain.

She found a good outfit, squeezed into it with minimal delay, and after taking a few minutes to apply some makeup, she sauntered her way back down the stairs, taking her time with every step, ensuring that Kasey had the time to see her in full glory.

The Morrigan’s Work Outfit

The Morrigan took her time descended, coming to a stop at the final step, as she looked him over - yes, she’d seen him fully naked before, but she was pleased by the compliance. He’d at least reached a point where he would do what she said without much protest. Off to a good start.

She made her way over, saying nothing, letting her eyes talk as she inspected him. Her eyes lingered on his loins for the longest time, before she brought that focus up to his eyes - his admittedly pretty eyes. A rich, dark hazel that made her even more curious to see his whole face, to know how well they looked on the complete picture. She could wait, though.

She was a little taller than Kasey before, but now that she was in heels, she had a good three or four inches over him, enough to create a noticeable difference, and that was made even more apparent when stepped up to him, moving in just close enough for her breasts to brush up his chest. She tipped her head forward and sniffed, committing his scent to memory, then stepped away to sit on her throne.

”That’s the good stuff.” The Morrigan settled into her seat, getting comfortable with the leather. She stretched her leg out, just enough to tap a spot with her heel and pulled it back. ”On your knees. Right there.”

[Lycanstar]

He heard her footsteps creak down the stairs before he finally opened his eyes to face her.

"Oh what the actual fuck..."

She was wearing a leather corset and top, matching tight leather pants and even did her makeup for the occasion. Kasey was still finding more surprises for himself in this whole situation even though this is about what he should have expected. But imagining things was one thing, seeing things right in front of him was another, which is probably what caused his involuntary reaction.

Morrigan slowly sauntered towards him as the harsh silence of the room let each step she took encapsulate him. She leered at his unflatteringly exposed cock which had calmed down a little since the shower... But was once again involuntarily hardening on its own as she got closer and closer. As she moved to staring into his eyes all she could see was a unsure and worried expression- There was still so much Kasey didn't know on what to expect and it was rather obvious. Such a heavy contrast to her pleased and comfortable gaze as she stood right up to him and the difference in height was made even more apparent. Her high-heels added a few inches on the already favoured height difference which was just another emasculating nail in the coffin for Kasey's withering pride. He winced slightly as she bent over to... sniff his hair; before sitting on the throne and tapping her heel on the ground in front of her.

”On your knees. Right there.”

Kasey looked extremely uncomfortable already with just the first request~ He nervously held his left elbow with his right hand looking to do something with his body... He stared down at the spot she had pointed out and was completely frozen.

"...I don't um... really know how to start all this..."

It was pretty obvious how to start it, he had to just kneel down. But he just couldn't force his body to do it. The constant whiplash of emotions and feelings this evening had put his mind into a frenzy- It was hard for him to tell how he was supposed to proceed with himself.

"I don't want to piss you off; I just don't um... I don't know."

His stance was sheepish as he was hunched over slightly and fiddled with his fingers; he really could have used that beer right about now. But it was a bit too late for that.