#ItDoesn’tChafe

Part VI

BBS! I was nearly omw 2 u!

Y? R U OK? Did you call 911?

Ronnie sent a voice memo:

‘I was standing on the ladder, changing that broken LED light in the kitchen. Jim just delivered the new one. You buzzed me when I was on the ladder! I never descended a ladder that fast!’

Oh BBY I’m so sry! I should have checked on the Furbo! Stupid. I’m sorry. U still love me?

Ronnie sent the Snape meme: Always

Max laughed and then focused on her paperwork again.

Ronnie whatsapped again:

U in ur office? Alone? Safe?

‘Yes.’ Max knew what was coming. She was wearing her lovense toy, just like Ronnie had been wearing hers. It started buzzing. Slowly, softly. She grinned. And whatsapped to Ronnie: You’ll have to do better then that :D

She didn’t have to do better then that though, she left it on a quiet, slow buzz. Enough to tickle and tingle, never enough to push her over the edge. It was infuriating. She could turn it off simply by disconnecting it from the app of course, but, it was one of their games. This was revenge. She’d earned it. Ronnie could have gotten seriously hurt if she’d fallen. Her low bloodpressure would have exacerbated things. She should have checked before. She usually did. Why hadn’t she today?

Max looked at the clock. How much battery life did these things have again? Ninety minutes when on full use. But what if it was on slow.. . Oh sod. It’d probably only turn off mid traffic. Did she dare drive like this. She bit her lip. She could lie. That she needed to do rounds. And couldn’t walk around with a softly buzzing device in her cooch. Would Ronnie fall for it? She decided not to.

UR Evil! She apped to Ronnie.

I know! Serves you right! <3 Love you lots

Max smiled. She did deserve a tiny bit of revenge. She walked to the door and locked it, made sure the blinds were closed as well and dropped her skirt. The pink tail of the Lovense Lush was poking out luridly from her silky panties. She was wearing sensible and more importantly strong undies. She didn’t want to suffer the indignity of accidentally tripping and launching a very wet pink vibrating egg towards whomever was walking or standing behind her, because her underwear was of the flimsy lacy lingerie variety, that wouldn’t hold a butterfly inside, let alone a mini vibe shot out her overly moist cooch. She’d probably have to kill everyone who witnessed that. And then herself.

Max rolled her eyes at the silliness, whilst brushing the inside of her legs with just her fingertips. Her hairs started to stand on end from the stimulation. Goosebumps followed. The combination of the slow buzz inside and the teasing outside, was working. Soon she’d be over the edge.

Her phone buzzed:

A meme came up: No touchy da fishy! With the cat swiping at the fish.

Ronnie also sent a laughing emoji.

She knew her girlfriend too well.

Yes Boss! Sir! Ma’am! Mistress! It took a while for Max to think of the right way to address her girlfriend. They didn’t switch roles very often.

UR evil!

I know! UR on penance tonight as well.

Oh noes! I need to cum. I’m going insane. I’ll eat you out extra long tonight, just let me cum.

No! Behave! Be a good sub!

Yes Mistress.

Max fished up her panties and pulled them on grudgingly. She was considering leaving her skirt off, but it was no use. She had to behave. It was an earned time out. She had been stupid not to check. Hopefully Ronnie would let her get off tonight though. Eventually..

I’m going to bed, when you get home, you’ll first eat me to wake me and then prepare dinner.

Yes Mistress. Any special requests, Mistress?

Use the tingly edible lube pls.

Of course Mistress.

Ronnie tended to slip into her regular submissive role by accident often. Max didn’t point it out. It was endearing. She couldn’t dominate a fluffy bunny if she tried. She was too soft. Max loved her for that. If only this buzzing stopped. She checked the battery level on the app. It was still on 90%. Max despaired and tried to focus on the paperwork in front of her. She pushed it away.

She went out of her office and joined the first years on their rounds as a surprise attendance. She’d ask some pointed questions to get her mind of what was happening between her legs. The abject terror in the eyes of the first years was funny. She couldn’t even remember having been like that. Though, come to think of it. When Dr. Felicia quizzed her.. hmm.. she remembered now.

(continued in part VII)