Grabby thing

Tags: #dom:f #sub:f #modern_setting #fluff #consensual #magic #selfcest #cloning #bondage #orgasm_control

Summary:

Emily comes back from work, and it looks like her witchy girlfriend Lucy is still out on an errand. Thankfully, Lucy left her with a great friend to spend the evening with.

Disclaimers:

All the people involved in this story are explicitly adult - the characters are all 23 years old.

I push the door of our flat open. Hmm. There's no light, and there's no shoes nor bag anywhere by the entrance.

Looks like Lucy isn't home. She didn't tell me anything about that this morning, but it's not unusual either. She often gets last-minute calls, and she can handle herself.

It only takes a push on the door to click it closed again, cutting out the light from the common area. Immediately, a ball of light appears on the ceiling, illuminating the hallway, and two others pop up in the rooms next to me. Lucy's witchy magic is so useful. Sure, magical home automation seems a bit gimmicky, just like the normal electrical version. Turns out, I quickly got used to having it do exactly what I wish it does.

I let my bag drop by the entrance, hang up my coat and remove my shoes. Then, I take a few steps in the kitchen to grab a glass.

The dishes have been "cleaned" by another of Lucy's spells, so I can just grab one - like everything else, it looks literally brand new. It only takes me a moment to fill it up with tap water.

Then, I make my move towards the living room and the couch, plopping down into it satisfyingly.

Whew.

That's it. Day's over.

I reach towards the remote on the table, ready to turn the TV on and...

Wait. There's another square-looking thing on the coffee table, right next to the remote. And a post-it on it.

Starting to drink my glass, I look at it.

Sorry, I was called for an urgent dispel at the edge of town. Nothing bad, just far. I'll be back around 7.

That explains that.

Also, here's an idea I worked on. Press to not get bored! -Lucy

Another of Lucy's ideas? I grab the "rectangle". It's made of carved barely-wood-feeling wood, the big button is "painted" green with a shiny tint that doesn't quite look natural, but overall it kinda looks like a remote.

I turn it around. There's nothing behind it but even more unreadable engravings.

I look left and right, but there doesn't seem to be anything new in the living room that this could control.

Huh.

Well, might as well. I set my glass down on the table, just in case, and press the button.

In a wisp of smoke, another woman appears in front of myself. Her face is an exact replica of mine, and she wears a sultry smile on it.

"Uhhh..." I say, mouth agape. I... Guess it's a clone of me?

The other me doesn't skip a beat, and sits down on me, straddling me on the couch.

"Surprised?" She asks, hand gently cupping my face. "I'm Echo. Lucy wanted me to keep you busy."

I don't even know what to answer.

"So, what kind of evening do you want, Emily? Do you still feel like chilling out? Or..."

She places a finger on it before I can think of answering.

"Shhh." She smiles. "Don't worry, I know what you want. And, yes, we can do that." She winks.

Her other hand runs down my side, sliding across my arm, and...

"Ah!" I let out a soft cry as my arms get pulled towards each other. "That's..." I blink. "Tight."

"Mhm." She smiles. Her hand runs alongside my body, more and more bindings biting into me as she magically ties me up. "Feels good, right?"

I nod, not knowing how to answer better. I can see that she knows, so I'm just letting her do... Whatever, as I start weakly struggling against the increasingly tight binds.

Soon, my arms are tied straight behind my back, each fist wrapped near the other arm's elbrow. I wiggle weakly, enjoying the feeling of not being able to move them.

"Hmm..." She hums, and she turns around. For a short moment, I feel the absence of her eyes staring into mine, but she quickly turns back towards me, holding...

My glass.

"You should finish it, Emily." She says with a smile. "You definitely want to get hydrated."

"Uh. Thanks." I say, and... My arms are still snugly box-tied behind my back. "Ah. I can't..."

"I know." She says, and brings the glass towards my lips. With a light of understanding, I slowly part them open, and let her tilt its content little by little as I drink.

Her eyes are staring into mine, and her finger traces my neck as I swallow.

Being tied up, being made to drink... It's not something I'd have thought of, but it's strangely erotic.

After a while, she stops, and pulls the glass away. I quickly glance at it - there's still a bit left inside - then back at her eyes, with a questioning look.

"Was the water good?" She asks.

I start opening my mouth to say yes, but...

She puts a finger on my lips, and something fills my mouth, pinning my tongue down. I let out a small cry of protest, but it doesn't come out quite right.

I sound muffled. Echo, as for her, is just smiling.

"It was? I should try it for myself."

Ignoring my muffled protests as my jaw keeps getting stretched bit by bit, she brings my glass to her own lips and gulps the remaining water down.

"Mhm. Tasty." She smiles.

She reaches behind her to set the glass back down, and quickly turns her attention back to me.

"Now, then. Where were we... Ah, yes. Making you nice and snug."

I'm already tied up, but she keeps running her hand over me, starting a karada and making it tighter, pushing the ropes deeper into my form.

When she reaches my crotch, a rope slides between my legs and tightens bit by bit. My eyes cross, and I let out a muffled moan, starting to bend over under the tension, leaning my body into hers to lessen the enjoyable pressure.

"Ohh. Yes, that's what I like to see." She says, a smug smile on her face. "Now I know that you're into it."

She kisses my nose, giving me a moment to recover.

Then, she stands up, grabs the TV remote, and plops down on the couch right next to me.

I turn my head towards her, but she's just smiling at me.

"Come here." She says, grabbing my side and slowly tipping me over. "Let's make you comfy."

I lie down on her lap. Or rather, she lowers me down on her lap, and meanwhile I can't do much more than squirm as I follow her lead.

She helps me prop my legs up, putting them on the couch, then takes a moment to bend them - and add some more magic ropes to keep them bent. Now, I can't even move myself away from her lap.

I can feel how much she likes bundling me up, and I let my eyes close on their own. The ropes over my body feel good, and each time she adds new ones or tightens the ones that already are there, it feels even better.

After a while, it feels like she's done. Her hand just rests comfortably on my hip, and there's nothing more really happening.

I open my eyes back up. The TV is on, but there's no sound. It seems like she's flipping through the channels.

I let out a questioning moan, but I figure out that, well. Yes. This is an option that she has. Nonetheless, the image stops changing, and she gently pulls my head up towards her.

I'm looking into her eyes again.

"So, I don't really know what's good." She says with a smile. "How about you tell me when something nice pops up?"

I mhm questioningly, raising an eyebrow at her.

"Just mumble something when it's nice, and I'll leave it on." She says, pushing my head back down and making me look at the screen.

It takes a few moments before something decent pops up - a replay of a comedy series from a few years ago, it was not the best but kind of fun. I grunt, deciding to settle for this instead of spending the whole evening watching channels flip.

"Oh!" Echo says, patting my hip. "Great choice. You liked this one. Thanks a lot, Emily."

She sets the remote down on the couch next to her, and covers my eyes with her hand. Then, she removes it, but something soft is blocking my sight.

I'm blindfolded.

I moan questioningly. What is she doing?

"Oh, do you think you picked for you?" Says Echo in a teasing voice. "The TV is just to keep me entertained, silly. Just like you are."

I struggle weakly, squirming in her lap. That's mean...

"Hmm. Yeah, that's a good start." She says, her hand gliding around my body. "But you can do better than that, Emily. Maybe if I play with these..."

Her hand roughly grabs my breast, then starts more gently teasing it around, fingers sliding and gliding all across it. I moan again, my nipples hardening at the attention, and after a while, she gently grabs the bud with two of her fingers.

"That's what I wanted to see. I know how sensitive these can be for you." She rolls it around, sending tingles through my body, and I moan again. "Now, I don't have enough hands to touch all of you at once, but I think I have the next best thing..."

There's a slight pinch, and something starts feeling heavy across my nipple.

"Oh wow, right through your shirt too. That looks so... Well, I'm definitely keeping it like this."

Her hand slides to my other breast, and immediately finds my other erect nipple. There's a similar pinch, and it feels heavy as well.

"Yup, that's an excellent look on you. Now, let's show you what these are for, right?"

There's a... Feeling. Vibration. Both of the things start moving, teasing around my nipples and forcing pleasure into them. I let out a moan.

Echo's hands slide around my breast, teasing around my vibrating nipples, pressing on them slightly as if to feel the effect of her spell on me.

"Mmm. I can imagine just how nice you feel right now. You know, I'm kind of jealous."

I moan, half in protest half in pleasure. If she wants it so much...

Her hand stops teasing my breasts, and starts running down my stomach.

"Are you alright down there? I see you keep rubbing your legs together since earlier, but I don't think you can move them enough to relieve anything."

The dampness in my panties says otherwise, but she's right. I can barely move, and even when I try to, the ropes feel like they keep getting tighter, limiting even what little give I have left.

I try bending in two, but her hand pushes me back, and I can feel the ropes tightening the other way and holding my legs back. I can't do that again either.

"Yep, looks like you're too stuck to help yourself, Emily. But, hey, maybe I can help instead."

Her hand reaches over my pants, softly cupping me, rubbing over my crotch and the rope pressing into it. At this point, I don't know how to react but with another moan.

Her hand roams around, pressure shifting everywhere, but never strong enough to really do anything. I keep pressing my legs tighter together, trying to rub my thighs with whatever slowly disappearing motion I can still muster, struggling to stretch one way or another to press myself more into her hand, but I really can't move enough to do much at all.

"Oh, yes. I can tell how frustrated you are right now. You'd really like me to rub right here, right?"

She presses one finger right above my clit, and I moan, nodding as much as I could. I try again to press myself deeper into her finger, but she pulls it back as I do, keeping the pressure so much lower than what I need.

"I see, I see." She says. "But I can't really keep my hand here all evening, you know. And your hands are... Busy. So, how about I just..."

Her finger slips to one side, and soon there's another finger on the other side. I can feel something pressing against me, into me, and I know that she's doing the same thing that happened on my nipples, creating the thing that keeps teasing them and making me so fucking aroused.

"Yeah, that one looks fun too. Right around the rope." She says. Then, there's a small pling, and I jolt as something pushes right into my clit. "You know, even I can barely imagine how a piercing right here feels."

She pauses, the thing that pushes right into my crotch still moving a bit. My chest heaves, the vibration on my nipples not helping at all.

"I feel like putting it on low vibration, like your nipple ones. But, well, that might quickly feel like hell on earth for you. I don't think you could take that for the whole evening, do you?"

I shake my head no in her lap. I'm barely understanding what she's saying already, but I understand that the things she put on me are piercings, that she can make them vibrate, and that she's threatening to leave me like this for... Way too long.

"Right. I don't want to give you more than you can handle, love. But we're both curious how much that is, right? So..."

Soft vibrations start up, assaulting my clit, and I immediately tense up and struggle. Tears fill my eyes under the blindfold as I grunt and moan, pleading as much as I can for Echo to just... Not do this.

But nothing stops. She just pulls me in her grasp, her arms hugging my bound form tight against her, holding me firmly and stopping my struggling even more. It doesn't stop me from trying, not that I can do anything else under the piercing's assault, but even if it teases me hard it isn't nearly enough to bring me anywhere further than the edge.

The torment lasts for seconds, then even more seconds. Then longer. I feel myself slipping into a kind of haze, not sure how to focus, slowly going limp in Echo's arms as the last of my strength leaves me...

Then, it stops, and I let out a muffled gasp of relief.

"That was so nice, Emily." Says Echo comfortingly, still holding me tight as I try to catch my breath. "You're such a good girl, you did so well. You looked so cute like that. I love how much of it you took, how strong you were."

She slowly loosens her hug, letting me rest again on her lap, and I feel her hand soothingly smoothing my hair. I'm still too dazed to really react, and there's still the distracting and arousing vibration on my rock-hard nipples bothering me.

"I'll set it up so it doesn't stay on for that long next time, and add some nice cooldown until you're barely thinking again. That way, you'll feel very good all the time, right?"

I nod. I'm feeling good, even if exhausted, and having more seems... Nice. I nuzzle into her hand, enjoying the petting.

Wait.

My brain takes time to start up again through the haziness I'm feeling, but I think about her words again. I can barely understand them, still. But I'm pretty sure that she's going to do that again to me?

"Oh, you're back to thinking." She says before I can protest. "Here it goes." And...

The teasing starts again, and I start my struggling all over. She holds me once again, whispering how she'll keep me safe and protected and how I can just let go, and even if I can't resist any of her teasing, even if she's stopping me from turning around and pressing my crotch in the couch or in her legs or anywhere to try to lessen the vibrations, or push harder for the teasing to stop, to be able to finally feel something more complete, more good, it's good for me to try. Even if she stops me, she wants me to struggle, she wants me to just endure it as it...

It stops again, and I breathe, letting out a sob of frustration and relief. I feel even more hazy, even less conscious or able to react to anything else.

Her hands roam around my body once again. I can't react as she gropes me all over, enjoying my curves, testing the tightness of the ropes over me, the way my body is built and framed... I can't do much, but breathe, wiggle, and...

It starts again, the teasing and vibrating, and this time I can't control my struggles. I just take it, my reactions merely automatic ones.

Echo doesn't say much more to me as time go on and the teasing starts and stops over and over again. Sometimes, I hear her whisper to me about how pretty and cute I am, and how much of a good girl I am, and how good of a job I'm doing to last so long under her teasing. Sometimes, she hugs me tight against her as I weakly struggle. Sometimes, she lets me rest up, idly stroking my hair as I lie on her lap. Sometimes, she teases me some more, letting her hands roam as she enjoys my body.

It lasts a while. I lose track of time.

"Emily!" A voice calls as I hear the door open. "I'm home!"

"Heya! Over here." Says Echo, not too loud but enough for Lucy to hear her. I moan in her lap, but I don't even try to do anything more.

I hear footsteps approaching, then a whistling.

"I see you put my gift to good use, Em."

"I sure did." Echo giggles.

There's a kissing sound somewhere above me. It goes on for a few seconds.

"Mmm." Says Lucy after a bit. "Well, I guess someone's gotten herself horny."

"You have no idea." Says Echo in a husky voice. "A cutie like Echo is hard work."

"Mhm. I know, I have one just like her."

There's a small pause, and Echo giggles again.

"You can touch her, Lucy. Wherever you want. I don't mind."

A hand touches me - Lucy's? - and starts squeezing my arm, then it moves to my breast. I feel a finger rubbing over my nipple and at the hard vibrating thing that's in it.

"Are these piercings?"

"Yup. I only had the idea after tying her up, and I wasn't sure how to undress her. But the piercing-through-clothes look is surprisingly sexy."

"Yeah. Yeah, it is." Says Lucy pensively.

"Did you notice, by the way?"

There's a pause.

"Here." Emily says. The pressure on my nipple gets a bit harder, and I let out a moan. "Right over there."

A few more seconds pass, and...

"Are they vibrating?" Asks Lucy, half-surprised.

"Yup." Echo answers, and I can hear her grin through her voice.

"Girl." Lucy sounds positively aroused. "You're evil. I know how sensitive your nipples are."

"You think that's evil?" replies Echo teasingly. And then, the hand starts moving away from my nipple and my breast, sliding down towards my stomach.

"I mean, yeah, that's pretty..." Starts Lucy. "Wait. You didn't."

The hand reaches my crotch, and presses right over the piercing that goes through my clit. I let out a moan at the extra stimulation.

"Fuuck." Whispers Lucy. "How long did you leave her like this? Her brain must be complete mush. How many times did she cum?"

There's a pause, and I try to press myself against the finger. But the hand gets removed before I can feel anything.

"This one doesn't vibrate." Says Echo. "At least... Not right now. She's turning it on and off, and she keeps needing longer and longer breaks to cool down."

"She looks so fucked out right now."

"Yeah, that'd do it to you." Says Echo. "I came home at... A bit after five? So, y'know. She's starting to get worked up."

There's another pause.

"Remind me to never let you learn any magic of your own."

There's a giggle, a shuffle above me, then another, long kissing sound.

"Don't worry, love." Echo says after a while, panting slightly. "I wouldn't do it to anyone else. I just know how much I'd like it, so I know she's loving it."

"Wanna move to the bedroom?" Asks Lucy, panting as well. "I'll stop the spell, we'll resummon her later."

"Wait. Can we bring her with us?"

There's a pause.

"The piercing should vibrate again soon, and you'll really want to see how good I'd look. Even more so if both of us are teasing her when it does."

"Wow, Em." Says Lucy with a giggle. "I can't believe how perverted this all made you. Okay, you can bring your new toy."

Hands, followed by arms, slide below my bound form, and everything starts moving. I'm held in a bridal carry, and Echo (it must be Echo) brings me towards what I assume is Lucy and I's bedroom.

After a bit of moving, struggling, and moaning, I'm finally let down somewhere soft - probably on our bed. Right after, I hear the bedroom door closing, followed by more kissing sounds, ruffling of clothes, and soft gasps.

Soon, there's a weight shifting on the bed, and the kissing gets more intense. I struggle against my bonds, drawn by the sounds, but there's nothing I can do...

There's other moans, some of Lucy and some of Echo. I don't even know how I feel about this whole thing, frustrated and aroused and still so dazed by the piercings that are still vibrating on my nipples. And I don't know why, but I keep dreading the moment when the piercing on my clit will start vibrating again, I feel like I'm thinking too clearly and that it should be starting up soon now, but all I can do is tense up and wait and struggle as I hear more panting and cries and moans from the other side of the bed.

It makes me so much more horny to hear them both like that. I can't help but think back of all the times where Lucy and I were having sex, touching each other all over, the way her skin felt and the feeling of her hands on my body and the way she knows just how to tease me and her kisses oh fuck she's such a good kisser and...

I let out another frustrated sob, my hands solidly stuck behind me in a boxtie that still doesn't make my arms feel sore but leaves me so fucking frustrated, my hands nothing but useless to me as I clench my fists over and over, my legs sore from trying to squeeze and rub despite having absolutely no movement left, the bite of the ropes all over my body that even now feel like a big, evil hug keeping me...

There's a new cry, louder, as Lucy experiences her first orgasm. A few seconds after, Echo follows her. It sounds hot, arousing, and makes me so fucking jealous that I've been teased for hours and still can't even get close to one while they get to just go at it and enjoy themselves whenever and...

A hand grabs my side, pulling me away and closer to a heaving, warm body.

"Hey there, Echo." Echo says to me, softly. I can hear her own haze through her voice. "How are you holding up, pretty girl?"

I moan a muffled reply, still dazed and horny as she starts holding me tight again.

"I see she can still answer, at least." Lucy remarks from my other side.

"Yeah." Says Echo pensively. "That's not normal, though. I thought that her piercing would keep her..."

The moment the words leave her lips, the piercing on my clit starts vibrating again. I tense up, starting to weakly struggle, but I'm just as stuck as before.

Even more so, even, as Echo starts clinging to me stronger than before.

"Lucy?" She says, and soon a second body presses against me on the other side. There's a kiss on my left cheek, then on my right, but I can barely think about which is from who.

"So." Says Lucy softly. "Is this the part when she cums all over the sheets?"

Echo giggles, and there's another quick peck on my cheek from her side. "Not quite. She'll turn the vibration off before it happens. But you do wish you could cum, right, Echo?"

I keep moaning, sounding more like a low rumbling than an actual sound.

The hug from the other side gets a bit tighter and nicer. "Oh wow. I didn't get that part. Don't you think she deserves a reward, with how good of a girl she is?"

"Maybe. I wonder..."

Echo's finger traces my lips, turning around the ball gag that keeps them parted.

"Can you turn this into a ring gag, Echo?" She asks. I can feel the shape shifting, cool air rushing in as my breathing becomes a bit lighter.

My moans are noisier too, but I can't stop them from happening.

"I see you have an idea, Em." Says Lucy.

"Mhm." Answers Echo. "Lie on your back, and I know you're gonna love it."

Hands unwrap from around me, but they're quickly replaced by a soft tug on the ropes hugging me. I'm softly rolled around, then gently pulled back towards the back of the bed.

A hand grabs the rope pressing into my crotch, making me moan again, and pulling my ass up in the air. I can smell something warm and familiar not far from my head.

"So, Echo." Echo whispers, her breath tickling my ear near mine. "Here's the deal. You make Lucy cum, and you can cum too."

I moan, already struggling to push myself forwards towards the smell. But the tight ropes are still holding me back.

"Fuck, Em, that's some nau..."

"Go." Says Echo, and the tension on my hips lessens. I thrust forward, my mouth finding Lucy's crotch immediately and my tongue pushing out to start hitting all of her spots.

"Ahhh." Lucy's sigh above me is followed by more moans, and I know I'm doing a good job. The tight ropes and vibrating piercings are trying to make me lose focus again, but I push through - I have to make Lucy feel good, I have to make her cum, it's been so long and I need to cum so bad.

Lucy's thighs press on each side of my head as a pair of hands push my mouth deeper into her crotch. I rub, swirl and moan all I can, trying to stimulate Lucy as well and as fast as I can, not caring if my tongue starts feeling sore because I really need to do a good job.

I hear Lucy's pants getting faster, I can feel how close she is to cumming, and I know just how to bring her past the edge as I move my tongue right there and she lets out a moan and something gushes into my mouth and...

A hand slips down there, and I feel intense vibrations just shoot right through me. I let out a howl, hours of pent-up tension breaking through all at once. I can't stop shaking, and I can feel hands holding me, hugging me as my orgasm keeps wrecking through my body, making me shake and moan and babble incoherently as I feel the tension just unwinding, leaving me in a haze of pleasure.

"Bring her up here, Echo." A voice says. "She needs lots of cuddles after all of that."

I feel like I'm getting moved, and another pair of arms hug me as well. I feel the vibrations slow down and stop, leaving me a heaving pleasure-addled mess, barely-thinking in whoever's arms I'm in.

A hand reaches over my lips, and something changes as they can finally close. There's something pressing against them, and a kissing sound.

"You knew?" Says another voice.

"I can literally feel magic being cast, Echo. When you made her piercing vibrate, it was a bit of a giveaway." The tightness around me is letting go, and I feel my legs and arms slowly uncurling themselves. "I did have some suspicions ever since I got home, but you nearly kept me fooled. You're quite the actress."

"Thanks. I had a lot of fun pretending to be her." The hugging gets tighter. "What made you suspicious?"

"Some things you said. You were very, very affectionate with her. You didn't want to be unsummoned. And, well." There's another kissing sound, the feeling right on my nose. "One of you tied up the other."

There's a giggle, and a hand rubs my hair. "Yeah, that one was kind of obvious."

"Anyways, I'll dispel you now, okay?" Lisa says softly. "Maybe Em and I will resummon you later, though."

"Knowing her, probably." Echo whispers. "But she needs rest. And I guess that you need to talk a bit about all this."

"Yes." Another kiss, this time on my cheek. "I guess we'll cuddle for a while longer, then."

"Right."

There's a pause, then a soft pop.

Lucy hugs me closer, and I wrap my own arms around her. She feels nice.

There's another kiss on my forehead. We stay like this for a while.

Afterword:

This story grew fairly organically from several ideas. Self-cest and clone-bondage are very fun things to play with.

In terms of inspiration, I'd guess the setting is similar to what you can find in Madam Kistulot's Gift of the Sorceress, though it's a very different plot from this story. Similarly, You but Kinkier, from Madam Kistulot too, touches on the clone bondage idea, but again it's a very different plot and overall feeling.