Best Friends Forever: Prequel- Ch. 5-6

This story is a prequel to Best Friends Forever, and Best Friends Forever part 2.

Start at the beginning here.

Jack

Jack stayed up for a few hours, letting Katie get into a deep sleep.  He finally crept back into her room, pausing to ensure that her breathing was deep and measured.  She hadn’t moved much from when he tucked her in, no doubt fairly restricted by the latex covering her body.  He sat on the edge of her bed, already feeling her warmth as her sweet scent met his nostrils.  He moved a piece of hair from her face, smirking as he realized that it was hardened with his cum from earlier in the day.  Her makeup was smeared, just as he liked it- he wouldn’t let her take it off before bed, knowing that he was going to use her overnight.

He traced his finger over her lips, picturing all the times he had seen them wrapped around his cock.  He moved the blankets down just enough to expose her breasts, the moonlight through the window dancing on her creamy breasts.  He circled a finger around her nipple until she sighed, causing him to quickly pull back- he wasn’t ready for her to be awake yet.  He moved to her other nipple, repeating the motion and drawing a gasp from her lips.  He let her settle again, waiting for her deep breathing to resume before tracing the latex fabric around her breasts.  He gently cupped one, and then the other, palming her nipples and feeling his cock throb as they hardened in his grasp.

He moved his body lower, so that he had better access between her legs. He wrapped her limp hand around his cock, enjoying the feeling of her skin on his.  He squeezed her hand around himself and stroked a few times, his cock instantly coming to life.  He was eager to get between her legs, but knew he would have to be careful if he didn’t want to wake her. 

He took the rest of the blanket off of her, smiling as he realized her latex dress had ridden up on her hips.  Her bald pussy was clearly visible between her closed legs, just begging to be explored.  He gingerly ran his fingers up her slit, the promise of wetness kissing his fingertip.  She shivered, and he held his breath as she relaxed back into the mattress.  He traced the outline of her pussy against her thighs, trying to get her used to the sensation of being touched before he moved her leg.  Finally, as she remained settled as he caressed her mound, he bent one of her legs slightly.  Her pussy opened for him, begging him to come in. 

He spread her lips, not yet daring to touch her clit.  He took in the gorgeous sight, blowing on her slightly to elicit a delicious shiver.  He ran his finger along the line of her lips, bringing it to his mouth to taste her sweetness.  He blew on her clit again, priming her to be touched.  He grazed her with his finger, her mouth opening in a gasp.  He knew that she was starting to wake up, but he couldn’t help it- he had to have more of her.  He flicked her clit gently back and forth, causing her legs to open further.  At long last he dipped a finger into her wet hole, instantly coating it in her juices.  He tasted her again, her breathing now shallow enough for her to wake up.  He dipped two fingers inside her as her eyelids fluttered open.

Her legs clamped closed on his hand as panic filled her.  “Shhh, you’re okay, just open your legs.  It’s me- I told you I would need you tonight.  Open your legs for me, you’re okay,” he repeated, his voice quiet and comforting. 

Once Katie got her bearings she relaxed slightly, her body still on high alert after being surprised.  He fingered her gently, coaxing her body to relax before he took her.  “That’s it, just relax, I’m almost done,” he encouraged, and felt her body melt back into the mattress as he stimulated her.  He brought her hand back around his cock, closing his over hers and motioning her to stroke while his fingers slipped in and out of her.

His cock was starting to twitch, and he knew that if he didn’t fuck her now he was going to explode all over the sheets- not that he minded making a mess, but he really wanted to feel inside her.  He climbed on top of her, her legs easily opening as he slid inside.  She gasped, her eyes looking into his, just barely noticeable in the moonlight.  He moved his hips into hers, his body rubbing up on her latex dress.  He put his mouth on her nipple, and her body squirmed under him. 

The more that he felt the latex against him, and her squirming underneath, the more he desperately wanted her.  He slammed his cock into her, no longer caring to be quiet or gentle.  He took everything she had to give, fucking her until she was screaming. He could feel that her pussy was soaked, and he was eager to add his cum to the mix.  He cried out as he came, exploding into her with all the force in his hips.  She stiffened under him as he filled her, her breathing heavy from taking his cock so hard. 

He got off of her when he was finished, tucking the blankets back around her.  “Thank you, Katie, you were such a good girl for me.  Sleep well,” he said, and with a kiss on the forehead he was gone.

Katie

The next day passed similarly; Master woke her up with breakfast in bed and used her while she ate, covering her face and hair in his cum.   He then showered her, taking care to wash her hair twice and make sure she was cleaned up.  Julia was due home around noon, so he made his exit shortly before so that Katie could collect herself.  She was excited to see her best friend, and all but jumped her when she came in the door.  They spent the rest of Sunday afternoon catching up on town gossip and hanging out, and Katie almost forgot about her surreal weekend. 

They fell back into their routine, a few more weeks passing with Julia having no clue about the double life that Katie was living.  The friends continued their weekly traditions of taco night and movies, and Katie was endlessly grateful for the blips of normalcy during her week.  Jack never infringed on her time with Julia, and it became a safe space for Katie to look forward to each week. 

Julia was heading home for a few weeks for the holidays, and for the first time Katie wouldn’t be driving back with her.  Katie had a clinical placement to complete for school instead of exams, which kept her at school right up until Christmas, and then had her required to return immediately after.  Katie was jealous of Julia’s extended break but was also looking forward to having some space alone – and without Jack, who would also be heading home for the holidays- to sort through her feelings. 

To her credit, Julia had given Katie space, accepting Katie’s explanations that her occasional changes in mood were related to school stress or her recent breakup.  The friends packed up Julia’s car (mostly with dirty laundry, in true student fashion), and wished each other a merry Christmas before Julia drove away.

Katie had the day off from placement, which was a gift she didn’t intend to squander.  When she got out of the shower, she heard a knock at the door.  Her heart sank until she remembered that Jack no longer knocked, and always texted before coming over.  She went to the door, opening it to find no one on the other side.  Just before she closed it she looked down, finding a box with her name on it at her feet.

Curious, Katie brought the box inside and opened it.  There was a card with her name on it on the top, the rest of the contents wrapped in tissue paper.  She opened the card, a cold sweat creeping through her body as she read the enclosed words.

My dearest Katie,

I couldn’t pass up the opportunity to have you all to myself for a few days, so I am delaying my trip home.  I will be over later this afternoon.  Please be wearing the contents of this box- all of them- when I arrive, and be on your knees beside your bed.  Take extra care with your makeup- you know how I like to ruin it.

Sincerely,

Master

Katie dropped the card on the counter, nervous to see the contents of the box.  She gingerly undid the tissue paper, forcing herself to just get it over with.  The top items were some of her favourite makeup brands, including a dark red lip colour that she had been coveting- the hue she knew would play off of her hair spectacularly.  She found herself smiling at his generosity and thoughtfulness, the personal touch of the gift not lost on her. 

The next thing she touched was slippery and firm, all at the same time.  She pulled it out of the box, her nerves instantly returning.  She was holding a black latex catsuit, looking like it covered her neck to wrists to ankles.  It made her previous dress look modest, and she found herself feeling immediately intimidated. 

As she pulled it out of the box, a final item fell to the floor.  Katie bent to pick it up, turning it in her hands.  She wasn’t quite sure what it was- maybe some kind of necklace? She sat it on the counter, turning her attention back to the latex outfit- how on earth was she going to get it on?

She was beyond annoyed that Jack had completely monopolized her day off; now instead of catching up on tv shows and getting some Christmas shopping done, she would be spending the day at his mercy.  She carried all of her items to her room, taking some time to further inspect the catsuit.  It appeared to have some cutouts at the breasts, and between the legs- convenient, she thought, with an eye roll. 

With a considerable amount of effort, she wiggled and pulled and stretched her way into the outfit, the latex snugly hugging every curve in her body.  When she was finished, the smooth black material covered her from neck to wrists to ankles, but there were cutouts at the top of her breasts to expose her milky white skin.  There was also a larger cutout between her legs and all the way up her ass, leaving her most private areas completely accessible and exposed. 

Katie looked at herself in the mirror, feeling vulnerable and ridiculous.  She knew that she didn’t have a choice, though, so dutifully went to apply her makeup.  She left her hair down, the fiery red popping against the black latex.  She did a heavy smoky eye, thick lashes, and finished her look with the new dark red lipstick.  She was exactly right, the colour made her hair look like it was alive.  Katie added a pair of black heels to complete the outfit, and when she look at herself in the full length mirror, she was pretty impressed with the outcome.  She looked hot, she supposed, in a dungeon fetish sort of way. 

Katie went to the kitchen to get some water before the events of the day began, and that was a mistake.  As she was standing at the counter sipping her water and contemplating a snack, she heard the door handle turn.  Katie was frozen in place, her heels and tight latex preventing her from making a run for her bedroom.  Jack entered the kitchen, closing the door behind him.  Katie could see momentary surprise flicker across his face as he saw her in the kitchen, but he recovered quickly. 

“You look incredible, Katie,” he said appreciatively, removing his jacket and shoes and closing the distance between them.  He moved her hair behind her shoulders, skimming his hands over her latex-clad curves.  “Mmm, better than I even pictured,” he said, grabbing a handful of ass and pulling her toward him for a kiss.  This time she kissed him back, hoping to earn some favour to cover her mistake.  Perhaps she overcompensated a little too strongly, because Jack broke the kiss soon after. 

“Are you forgetting something, Katie?” he asked, his tone casual. 

“Yes, I know that I’m supposed to be in my room, but I was just getting a glass of water,” she replied.  There was definitely annoyance in her tone, as she hated it when he patronized her. 

“I thought my instructions were fairly clear,” he said calmly. 

“Yes, Jack, I’m not an idiot,” Katie retorted impulsively, “I know how to read.  I was just getting a water, relax- we can go to my room now.”  She started to walk toward her bedroom, but was stopped by his hand- roughly- grabbing her arm. 

“Master,” he said, his tone threatening.  Katie paused, taking a moment to realize her mistake.

“Christ, yes, Master,” she said, rolling her eyes.  “Now can we just get on with it?” 

Jack released her arm, taking a contemplative step back.  “It seems you have forgotten your manners,” he said, an edge to his tone that Katie would later wish she had heeded.  “I bought you gifts, and left you simple instructions.  Did I ask too much of you?” he said, clearly baiting her.  Katie was too annoyed with him to realize, and walked right into his trap. 

“You know what, Jack? Oh, I’m sorry, Maaaster?” she said petulantly, “Yes- you do ask too much of me.  I think I’ve been a pretty good sport about it, but this is nonsense.  Not only are you blackmailing me, but you seem to think that you can just waltz in on any day and interrupt my plans with no notice, and no thought to my…needs.”  She faltered on the last word as a puzzle piece fell into place. 

“Your needs?” Jack prompted, his tone curious, but not lacking its former edge.  Katie heard it this time, but figured she was already in too deep- she might as well speak her mind. 

“Yes, Master, my needs.  You come in here, you use me however you choose- but I never cum.  You leave me unsatisfied, yearning for more.”  Her cheeks flushed at that admission.  It was the first time she had considered it- but as soon as she heard herself say it, she knew the truth of the words.  Jack said nothing, so against her better judgement, Katie continued, “If I am going to be trapped in whatever this is- this dynamic- then the least you could do is get me off from time to time.”  She finished in a huff, already regretting her tone as Jack took a deep breath in.

“Are you finished?” he asked. 

“Yes…Master,” Katie answered, losing steam as she took in his rigid body language. 

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Published by aliddell106

30 something woman- writer of erotica, blogger of all things BDSM and beyond. Tall, curvy, blonde; intelligent, grounded, hilarious. High pressure job, experienced submissive.

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