Title: Venus in Furs
By: lewis771750
Pairing: Cath/Sara
Rating: NC-17
Spoilers: none
Disclaimer: They are not mine. I know it, you know it, and they know I know it. I took them out to play and put a smile on their faces.
Words: 400
AN: Someone told a story of Sara in Leather for an earlier challenge. It inspired me in a sick and twisted way. BDSM as well as FF this time round.

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Catherine moaned, between pain and ecstasy as the whip slashed up between her legs. The leather cracking against her sent a dart of pain through her, but after the teasing on the end of Sara's tongue and fingers the blush of arousal that was painted across her body intensified with the stimulation. Another crack and her moans tipped over into a crashing, thundering orgasm, the kind that only Sara and her whip could bring.

Sara stepped back, admiring the lines she had left on her lover's body, and observing the jerking and moaning as Catherine lost herself completely. Stepping behind the curtain she looked down at herself, deciding how much she would reveal before going back to torment her slave once more. A leather bustier, the harness with the double-ended dildo and those boots of shiny leather that drove Catherine wild would do. The bustier would allow some serious nipple worship to bring joy to her, the dildo was a source of joy to them both, and damn what the Freudian's had to say about penis envy.

She stepped back out, and decided to let Catherine see her goddess. She removed the blindfold, allowing Catherine to adjust gradually to the light in the room, before demanding the attention that the sight of her demanded. Catherine stretched forward against the St. Andrew's Cross that held her spread-eagled, reaching out with her lips to worship her mistress' body, flicking her tongue over the nipples, bringing them quickly to erect points, before trying to suck the entire breast into her mouth. She knew this was risky, Sara loved it, but loved to punish her for it if she wasn't ready, but the way Sara bent her legs and drove the end of the dildo into her left her in no doubt that she was doing the right thing.

The pressure quickly mounted in both of them. Whipping Catherine to an orgasm left Sara needing release like nothing else could, whilst it left Catherine so sensitised that she would gladly come again and again with her mistress, her goddess, her Sara. With moans and small jerks running through their bodies they each knew their time was short. Sara reached out and undid the clasps holding Catherine's arms above her head. Arms wrapped around each other they collapsed together in bliss. "I love you" was all that could be heard as they held each other.

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