Madonna & Liv - Discussing Halloween And Talking About Playing With Others
(takes place around October 14 - pre-Halloween)
It's a crisp LA fall day and Madonna and Liv have some time to themselves. "I have had an idea," Madonna says, kissing her girl softly. "How about we go looking for Halloween costumes? The kids are covered, but I really thought we should try and find something for ourselves."
She smiled feeling Madonna's kiss. "Are we thinking of attending this years Halloween ball?" she asked looking at her.
"I hope so," Madonna nods and smiles. "I am officially asking now, actually."
"I was hoping you'd want to go. I was planning on attending anyway. If that would have been alright with you of course." she said quickly as she looked at her.
"Of course it would have been, but I'd like to go with you," she smiles. "Even if we end up flirting with half the room and only arrive and leave together, that would still be fun."
She smiled and nodded. "Of course." she said happily. "So where should search for costumes? We can always order something online or is there a store you want to go to?"
"Well, I was thinking we could go out. If we don't find anything, we can go online then," Madonna answers. "We might have lunch out and maybe a visit to the Est after?"
She nods. "Alright. Would mistress like me to get her clothes for leaving the house?"
"You are such a good girl," Madonna smiles. "Yes. Something easy to get out of in case we decide to try on some of the costumes."
She nods and quickly went in search of clothing for Madonna. Finding something that would be easy to get out of she came back. "Will these be to mistresses liking?" she would worry about clothing for herself once Madonna was dressed.
"Just right," Madonna smiles and slips out of her robe. "The same for you, of course. Don't want to have to linger on you too long when I can't do anything about it," she winks.
"Yes mistres." she says and quickly goes to find something for herself to wear. Settling on a skirt and blouse that would be easy to get out of to try on costumes, or anything else.
When she finished dressing, Madonna called for a car. "Did you have any costumes in mind?" she asks Liv as they head outside to get into it.
She shook her head. "No. Well not really. Though I was thinking of a slave girl of some sort."
"Oh I do like that idea," Madonna smiles. "You'd look so pretty with chains around your wrists and ankles."
She nodded. "I was thinking about that. Or I could be a prisoner." she suggested. "But I do like the idea of a slave girl of some sort. Does Mistress have any idea as to what she'd like to be? There is a sci-fi fantasy theme to the party this year."
"I know, and I've been thinking a little, but no real ideas yet," she says. "Though I must admit... something skintight and sexy might be fun. Like the costumes Deanna Troi wore in Star Trek."
"Mistress would look wonderful in something skintight and sexy. She would be the life of the party." she said smiling.
"Well, thank you," Madonna kisses Liv. "I'm sure we'll find something. I can't think of a character that comes to mind."
She kisses her back. "I'm sure we will too."
"Well, Princess Leia wouldn't fit, I'm not feeling vampire, mermaid or fairy, and most other characters I can think of, like Victoria Winters from Dark Shadows, just have ordinary clothes," she says.
"Why wouldn't Princes Leia fit? She's sci fi is she not?"
"The character doesn't fit me, I meant. I wouldn't feel right."
"Oh. I see. You know Princess Leia as a slave may be just the perfect costume for me."
"Oh with the red bikini style top... yes, that would be quite lovely on you," Madonna smiles.
"I saw one that was in purple. I kind of liked that better." she said smiling.
"Might have to try a few on... I do like you in red," Madonna says. But it'll be fine, they'll find something wonderful, she's sure.
She nodded. "Yes Mistress." she looked up seeing the car. "The car is here mistress."
Madonna opens the door for Liv and climbs in. She realises that another advantage of clothes that are easy to take off is that they are easy to play under. She slides a hand up Liv's skirt and kisses her.
She gasps as she feels her hand. She kisses her back as she quickly opened herself up for Madonna.
"So wet for me so easily," Madonna smiles, pressing Liv's panties against her clit. "Such a naughty girl."
"Yes mistress. All for you Mistress. Always for you." she whispered.
"I know..." Madonna slides the panties aside and presses two fingers into Liv. She doesn't want to ruin her panties... at least not yet.
Her body arching as she feels her fingers. "Oh god mistress." she whimpers. "Oh thank you mistress."
"Such a horny, slutty girl I have," Madonna says. "Always begging for her Mistress's touch."
She bit her lip and nodded, her head back and eyes closed as she felt the pleasure racing through her. "Yes mistress. Always want your touch. You always make girl feel good."
"That's the point," Madonna smiles, manipulating her fingers inside Liv. "I love seeing you all needy and wanton, just for me."
She moaned again. "Oh god yes mistress. Yes. Needy for you." she whispered.
"I know. My girl," Madonna smiles. "I'm going to get you a collar someday..."
"Mmmm yes mistress." her hips rocked as she fucked herself on M's fingers. Her legs opening for her mistress, needing to feel it all.
"I think I want one for scenes sooner," she says softly. "Do you think you're ready for one some of the time?"
She nodded. "Yes mistress. Oh god yes." she hissed.
"We might shop for that as well," she says, her fingers moving relentlessly.
"Oh oh. please mistress. please......." she begged.
"Please what?" Madonna asks, sliding the heel of her hand so it presses against Liv's clit. "Please this?" a press against the bundle of nerves. "Or please buy you a collar? Or both?"
She gasped and her hips lurched upwards. "Oh god." she groaned. her nails were digging into the seat cushions. "Oh so good mistress.....so close. " she whimpered.
"You may come," Madonna nods, never letting up on the stimulation.
She gasped as she came hard around her fingers. A cry escaping her lips. "Thank you mistress. Oh god thank you." she whispered.
"So beautiful," Madonna removes her fingers and licks them clean. "Taste wonderful too..." she holds Liv close. "Later, you'll make me come too... and I will never deny you coming. I may ask you to wait, but I don't deny it. I don't like it. I may restrict you with others to just one..." she's been thinking a little on this.
She looked at her to have her explain a little more. "What do you mean mistress?"
"I may ask you to only come once with other people, if it's a one time encounter," she says. "Or twice, sometimes. If something became more serious, I'd be willing to relax that."
She nods. "Alright Mistress. That seems fair."
"Such a good girl. I sometimes give my orgasm as a gift to a boy or girl, so I can't offer the same. But I will restrict some," she says with a smile.
"It's alright Mistress. You're mistress. you can do as you please." she said as she looked at her.
Madonna nods. "As you wish. And you can always ask to change it for a particular scene."
"I would never do that. You are mistress. If we're scening then what you say goes." she said honestly.
"I mean with other people," Madonna clarifies. "I won't always say yes, but if you feel you'd like to have the option, I will think about it."
She nods. "Alright."
"Good. We're nearly there," she says.
She looked out the window of the car and saw they were almost there. She quickly got her clothing situated again and hoped she didn't look to flushed.
Madonna smiles. She'll be pleasantly turned on and later, she'll get her girl to make her come. She's very happy right now.
When the arrived she got out of the car and waited for Madonna. She would let her mistress go before her and would follow like a good girl.
Leading the way into the costume store, Madonna stops and looks at some of the clothes. "Pity we can't go historical," she says, looking at a beautiful green satin crinoline gown.
"That is beautiful." she said as she looked at it. "I like the idea of having sci fi/fantasy though." she said softly.
"I do too, but I like something like that, too. Next costume party," she says, smiling.
"You would look beautiful in something like that Mistress. Yes next costume party would be a good idea." she said smiling as she looked around hoping to find the costume she'd been thinking about.
Madonna looks around for something too, hoping inspiration will strike. She has considered a mermaid, but that would be a little too restrictive, perhaps she will get Liv in something like that for another party.
She saw it then. She saw the perfect costume. She went over and picked it up. Looking for her size she went into the dressing room and changed. Coming out in it she looked for Madonna.
Looking through some costumes, not having found one that works, Madonna looks up. "Oh my... we'll be fighting off all the men and at least half the women," she says. "And that my love is a good thing."
She blushed. "I'm glad you think so mistress." she said softly.
"You are just so beautiful," Madonna says. "I know I'm at least a little biased, but you're just..." she knows this isn't a place she can kiss her girl, not in public anyway. She wishes it was.
"I should change mistress." she whispered knowing what she wanted to do and knowing this wasn't the place. She quickly headed into the dressing room and changed back into her clothing.
"Good girl," Madonna whispers. "Let me find something and we'll get out of here..." She had been looking through leather pants and finds a version of Halle Berry's Catwoman costume. "This," she says. She knew it was her size, so all she needed to do was take it to the counter, a possessive, but publicly acceptable, hand on Liv's shoulder.
She smiled as she saw her with her costume. "You will look wonderful mistress." she whispered.
"I hope so," she smiles. "Let's get these, I think we're not likely to find anything else that pleases us as much." She hands over her credit card for both of them. "You can get lunch," she says. "Or something..."
She nods and starts for the door, holding it open a she carried their packages waiting for Madonna to go through and out to the car.
"Such a good girl," she whispers, knowing the praise will be good for Liv. She goes out to the car and leaves the door open for Liv.
She quickly puts their packages carefully in the trunk and comes around getting into the car beside Madonna.
Directing the driver to the club, Madonna smiles. "Now, what am I going to do with you once we get to the club. Lunch in the bar with some play and then upstairs? Or should I just take you upstairs and we can do the food after? Are you hungry right now, girl?"
"Whatever Mistress would like. I'm ok. It doesn't matter. If Mistress would like to go upstairs then that's fine." she said.
Madonna frowns. "I know I usually make the decisions, but when I ask you, I do want your input," she says. "I won't ask if I don't want it."
"We can eat first. If anything happens it would be better to have eaten first." Liv said looking at her.
"Yes, good point," Madonna nods and smiles. "I'm always hungry for you, of course. But it can wait." The car pulled up to the club and she got out, holding the door open for Liv.
She quickly got out of the car and headed for the door of the club. Opening it and holding it open for Madonna.
"Such a good girl," Madonna says, smiling as she walks in, and makes her way to the restaurant. She knows Liv will be right beind her.
She quickly follows behind like she's always done on Establishment property. "Does Mistress want girl on the floor or can girl sit at the table?" she asks, then quickly bit her lip. "Sorry Mistress. You can tell girl where you want her."
"At the table," Madonna answers. "And that's where I want you. I'd rather look at you today than look down to see you, at least while we eat. Later I'll have you at my feet," she smiles.
She nodded. "Yes mistress." she said as she followed her to the table.
Madonna orders for both of them, not having forgotten Liv's tastes during their separation, or that she is a vegetarian.
She smiled as she sat with her and Madonna ordered for her. "I've quit being a vegetarian." she said.
"You have? Would you like something with meat in it?" Madonna asks. "And that's good, I can share some of the things I learned from my mother before she died now," she's surprised how much that means to her.
"No no. It's alright. I don't mind having something meatless. I'd be happy to enjoy some of what your mother taught you."
"Okay," Madonna smiles. "But I'll check more carefully next time. It doesn't hurt to have a few meatless days, my trainer tells me, anyway."
She smiled and nodded. "Yeah. I don't mind every once in awhile."
"I think when I get you upstairs," Madonna muses, a hand resting on Liv's leg, "I'm going to get out a paddle. I miss the sound it makes when it hits you."
She bites her lip as she thinks about it. A soft moan escaping from her lips.
"You miss that too, don't you?" Madonna asks. "God, there's so very much we haven't done in a long time..."
"I want to do everything with you mistress." she whispered.
"I know. Is there anything you've missed particularly?" Madonna asks, as their food is delivered. "Something you'd really like Mistress to do for you?"
"Anything mistress wants. Girl is her's completely." she whispered as she looked at the food before her.
"I know," Madonna smiles. "Girl is mine. But I do want to know if there's anything girl has missed. Please?" she asks as she starts to eat.
"I miss everything" she said looking at her.
"Perhaps we should just start from the beginning," Madonna teases.
She smiled and nodded. "It could be getting to know each other again." she said.
"Just with some knowledge we don't have with someone very new," Madonna agrees.
She nods. "Yeah." she said agreeing with her.
"And we're starting with a paddle. And a cross, I think."
She shifted and bit her lip a little harder as she thought about it. "Whatever mistress would like."
"Is there something girl would like? You may ask, even if I decide not to give it," Madonna says.
"Nothing I can think of right now. "
"Maybe if you think of something else you can let me know," she says. "Let's eat and get upstairs."
She nods and quickly starts eating.
It doesn't take too long until they've finished. Madonna has booked a room, through the waiter, as well, so all she needs to do is pick up the key from the table. "Follow me."
"Would you like me to crawl mistress? Or wait until we're upstairs."
"Crawl," Madonna says. She's already walking toward the door.
She quickly gets to her hands and knees and starts to follow Madonna.
Through the lobby and into the elevator and Madonna presses the button for the right floor. "Lovely girl," she says with a smile. "You really are doing well."
"Thank you mistress. I only want to make Mistress happy."
"And you are doing that," Madonna says, smiling. She pets Liv's hair.
She closes her eyes as she feels her petting her hair. "Only doing it for you."
"You're doing so well," Madonna smiles. The elevator stops then and she walks out, knowing Liv will follow. It's only a few doors down the hall and she opens the door to their room.
She follows Madonna down the hall to their room keeping her eyes lowered not making eye contact with anyone in the hall.
Madonna closes the door behind Liv. "I want you to strip and kneel beside the bed until I decide what we're going to play with," she smiles.
She nods and starts to remove her clothing before getting completely naked and crawled over to the bed, kneeling and keeping her eyes lowered while she waited to see what Madonna would chose to use.
A set of restraints, and Madonna is pleased to note the cross is set up near the bed, a paddle, and a strap-on, which she may not use, are her choices. She can always get anything else that comes to mind.
She bites her lip as she waits for further instructions. She knows better than to ask for someone to hurry up.
Madonna decides to strip herself rather than ask her girl to do it, she's only wearing a few clothes and it's just as easy... plus she gets to tease her girl some.
She shivered as she waited for Madonna to decide what to do first.
"Let's get you tied up to the cross," Madonna says. "Come on, girl."
She quickly got up and made her way to the cross waiting for her to get her tied to it.
"God, you look good against that," Madonna says. "My pretty little victim," she grins. "Victim of all the pleasure I can give you."
She closed her eyes and gave a soft moan. "Mmmmm. Yes mistress. Your victim."
"Maybe I should've gone for a vampire costume," Madonna laughs as she ties Liv to the cross. "Or the religious theme, though I think some would have been offended if I'd included that in fantasy..."
She smiled. "Yeah probably." she said looking at her.
"You are so beautiful," Madonna says, and she picks up the paddle. "God... you need this, don't you? I want you to beg me to paddle you, girl. Because you have to beg me nicely enough to get it."
"Please mistress. Please make girl hurt. She needs this so badly." she begged as she waited for that first strike.
"You are so good at begging," Madonna smiles. She gives Liv the first blow, knowing she'll only be increasing the pain for her girl.
She gasped feeling the first blow. "Oh god thank you mistress. Yes thank you so much."
"No need to thank me yet, I've barely started," Madonna says, giving Liv another stripe.
She moaned as she felt the second stripe. Her body reacting to it. She closed her eyes and relaxed into the cross waiting for all she was to be given.
"Is there a limit to how many you can handle?" Madonna asks. She knows there is, and she wants Liv to acknowledge this.
"I'll let you know Mistress. I promise I won't let it go to far." she said looking over her shoulder at her. She wouldn't go to far this time. Not like last time.
"I trust you, girl," Madonna moves up for a gentle kiss, counterpoint to the harshness of the pain. "I love you." She moves back and hits the paddle right across the lush curve of Liv's ass. "God, you're so beautiful under my hands, girl."
She groaned feeling the kiss and then the quick strike of the paddle. She dug her nails into her hands enjoying the pain.
A few more strokes, and Madonna leans in to kiss the lovely marks she's made on her girl's skin, running her teeth gently over the welts. She reaches under, feels how wet Liv is. "My girl is a pain slut."
"Mmmmm yes mistress. God I love it."
"I love how wet you are for me, how much you need me," Madonna says. "I'm going to fuck you right here on the cross, with this," she brushes the head of the strap-on over Liv's folds, pressing it hard against her clit.
She gasped as she felt the tip and moaned wiggling as best she could against the cross. "Oh yes please mistress, please." she begged.
"Just a moment, I need to put it on," Madonna smiles at her girl's neediness. She loves how much Liv reacts to her, how much she wants her. She fastens the straps around her hips tightly - she knows she's going to fuck her girl hard and the last thing she wants is to stop to adjust, and moves up behind Liv. "You love me fucking you from behind, don't you, my pretty, slutty girl?"
"Yes mistress. Oh god yes." she whispers as she waits a little impatiently.
"You're so needy and beautiful," Madonna says. Her hands move to the front, caressing Liv's gorgeous breasts as she slides the dildo deep inside her, her lips on the back of her girl's neck.
She moaned as she felt it slide into her. "Mmm god yes." she struggled to push her hips back against the dildo wanting more.
"Hold still," Madonna orders. "You wait for me, girl. You know that." She isn't being harsh, just determined. Very determined. "Or I pull out and use a vibrator on myself and you don't get to come again." That might be harsh. But she doesn't mean it. Much.
She groaned. "Yes mistress." she tried to hold still, but it was hard. She wanted it so badly. She just couldn't hold still. She kept trying to push back against the dildo needing it.
"Hold still," Madonna says again. "I told you, girl." She knows Liv can, that she's capable of it. She wants to see it. "You know how I want you to be."
"I'm trying mistress. Just feels soooo good." she moaned as she struggled to be still. She wanted to feel more of the dildo. Needed to feel all of it.
"I know, girl, but you'll get what you want from me," Madonna says. She pushes deeper into her girl. Soon she will be buried fully in her. Or the cock will, but Madonna thinks of it, right now, as part of her.
She gasped as she felt her push further into her. "Oh god yes." she cried out. Once again pushing back against the invading dildo.
"Is it filling you well, girl?" Madonna asks. "Is this what you want and need?" She pushes even deeper.
"Oh god yes Mistress. Yes so well. So good." she moaned.
"Good," Madonna pinches Liv's nipples, as a counterpoint. She knows how much her girl loves pain, after all.
She gasped as she felt the pinches. "Oh god yes mistress. Yes." she cried.
As she gives Liv more pain, Madonna starts to fuck her hard. She loves the way her girl cries out when she does.
"Oh please mistress. Please? Close so close." she moaned needing to come. She was teetering on that edge.
"That hasn't taken long," Madonna teases. She's happy about that, actually. "Hold back a little longer for me, girl. Just a little..."
She whimpered as she heard Madonna. She dug her nails into her palms as she tried to hold on.
"Good girl," Madonna whispers, and she strokes Liv's clit. "Now, my girl. Come for me."
She cried out as she finally was able to go over that final edge. "Oh god." she screamed. "Thank you mistres. " she whispered.
"You are welcome," Madonna doesn't stop fucking Liv. She wants to bring her girl off at least twice more like this.
She gasped as she felt Madonna as she kept going. "Oh god!" she groaned. "Oh god Mistress."
"Safeword if you want me to stop," Madonna says. She knows Liv will if it's too much. Her hips piston the fake cock inside Liv.
She nodded. She would but so far it wasn't to much. She loved this. She loved everything with Madonna.
"I love fucking you, and I know you love when I do it," Madonna murmurs into Liv's ear. "Maybe later I'll put this dildo inside your ass while you eat me out..." She whimpered herself at the idea.
She moaned and shivered as she thought about that. "Oh god yes mistress. Girl wants to taste you mistress."
"Want you to use that beautiful tongue to thank me for this," Madonna ploughs into Liv, shuddering.
"Oh god yes Mistress. Yes I will. I will use it."
"I know, girl. I want you to come for me again, when you can," she says.
She nodded. "Soon mistress." she whispered as she rocked her hips needing to feel the dildo that much more.
Madonna's hips swing in rhythm with Liv's and her fingers pinch and pull at her clit. "Such a beautiful and sexy girl I have."
"Your girl." she whispered her body glistening in sweat. "All yours."
"I love you so much," Madonna whispers. "So much."
"Love you mistress." she gasped and her body shuddered as she went over that final edge yet again. "Oh god!" she cried out.
"You are so beautiful like this," Madonna kissed Liv's neck.
She moaned as she felt the kisses from Madonna. She loved being with her this way.
Part of Madonna is tempted to stop now. Another part of her wants Liv to come again.
She shivered as she slowly came back after her orgasim. "Mmm love you." she whipered.
"As I love you," Madonna smiles softly. She kisses down Liv's neck and sighs against her. "So beautiful."
She moans as she feels the kisses down her neck. "Oh god love this." she whispers.
"That's good, because I love it too," Madonna whispers. "You are so... god... so amazing and so beautiful and you're mine..."
"Yes mistress. Your girl. Oh god your girl." she moans.
"I love you so very much," Madonna whispers in Liv's ear. "Do you think you can come again?"
She bit her lip and nodded. "Yes mistress, for you."
"Good... god, you're going to feel this," Madonna sighs and she slides a couple of fingers inside Liv along with the dildo.
"If it's to much I'll tell." she moaned as she felt everything. "Oh god yes." she cried out.
"I know you will," Madonna nods. She can feel the slick dildo move over her fingers. She's so wet herself, and she comes, from Liv's reactions and the rubbing of the dildo against her. "Oh... oh god..."
She cries out as she comes once more. Her breathing heavy, she now being spent after this whole thing.
"I still want your tongue," Madonna gasps into Liv's ear. "Soon..." she is temporarily spent and just leans against Liv for a few minutes.
She bit her lip and nods. She would do as her mistress wants.
"Not yet," Madonna assures her again. She has to move. And to get the dildo out of Liv. And somehow get them both to the bed. It'll be a while.
She nods. "Yes mistress." she says in a tired voice. Her legs weak, her muscles barely holding her.
"Such a good girl," Madonna whispers. She moves back, energy slightly elevated as she slides the dildo out.
She groans as she feels the dildo being removed from her. She barely has the energy to do much else. "Thank you mistress." she whispers.
"You are welcome," Madonna smiles. Her legs feel far less rubbery than they did a moment ago. She reaches up and carefully undoes Liv's restraints.
She feels her arms drop as though there were weights attached to them. She still felt all rubbery.
Madonna is supporting her, and almost carries her to the bed.
She goes to the bed with Madonna's help. "Thank you again mistress. For everything." she said collapsing on the bed.
"I know, my darling," Madonna says, climbing onto the bed with Liv. "Rest for a while, my good girl."
She nods and closes her eyes as she rests to regain her strength.
Madonna curls up beside her and kisses Liv. "You're so wonderful."
"I have a wonderful mistress."
"Because I have a wonderful girl," Madonna answers.
She nuzzles into Madonna relaxing.
"Just relax," Madonna holds Liv tightly. "I'm right here."
She nods and relaxes into her hold. So her breathing slows showing that she's actually fallen asleep.
Madonna lets her eyes drift closed too, they don't have anywhere to be today. They'll have more fun later, too.
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