Being chained naked to a bed as a slave sounds fantastic when you first hear about it -- no responsibility, nothing but relaxation and pleasure. Mistress Eve's bed was super comfortable, and so was her collar around my neck, and all I had to do was laze around, and if I was feeling particularly ambitious, I could read the books from the bookshelf by the bed.

I did read some, teaching myself more about the magic that was sealed from me, more about ancient kingdoms of the world... it was almost all practical stuff, sadly, which meant that my only real emotional outlets were waiting for Mistress Eve to get back and masturbating.

I heard the door open, and my tail immediately began thumping against the bed, and I slid off the bed to kneel on the ground next to it, smiling up at Mistress Eve eagerly as she came in and petted my head, looking down at me possessively and just focusing on petting me and rubbing my ears for a little before she pressed my face against her crotch, which I nuzzled against eagerly until I could feel her growing hard through her dress and smell her precum.

She lifted her skirt, held my head in place, and slid her cock into my mouth, which I sucked as best I could before she began to thrust down my throat. Kneeling on the cold stone floor and having her cock thrust down my throat weren't exactly comfortable-- but Mistress Eve doing things to me was so much preferable to the dull comfortableness of the lazing around part of being her bedslave.

Thrusting eagerly as she used my throat as her sex-toy, she started to cum, and pulled back out a little to fill my mouth with cum, with her lewd flavor-- another sensation that I didn't get while I was waiting for her. Actually, last time I had pouted a little because she hadn't let me taste her cum and she had giggled and said I was cute and that I'd get to taste it next time.

My tail thumped against the bedpost. Other than imprisoning me here for who knows how many days now and ruthlessly using me, she was so nice to me-- even as I thought that, she picked me up, placed me on the bed face-up, and pinned me down against the bed, her fingers entwined with me as her cock rubbed against my pussy. "I think this is the perfect life for my little bed-slave, Sasha-- wouldn't you agree?"

My hips pressed up a little, instinctively seeking more sensation against her cock, I looked up into her eyes, feeling submissive, but also... "Um... it's a little boring, honestly. I know you just want to keep me safe, but...." Well, it's not like I really had the willpower to fight it.

She sighed as she pulled back, and then thrust her cock deep inside me, and I moaned happily-- being fucked by her was one of my greatest pleasures as her bedslave. She made me wrap my legs around her, and rolled over and up, sat down on the bed with me in her lap with her cock still deep inside me, stroking my sides and back and giving my face little kisses. "You know you have no choice in the matter. I have absolute control over you, forever."

A little shudder of pleasure went through me at those words. "I know. It'd just be nice if you took me to events, or on walks, or something..."

She picked my hips up and started thrusting me up and down on her cock, and I tried to move with her, but her grip tightened on my hip-- it seemed she was intent on controlling the entire experience, so I just relaxed and let her. 

She leaned in closer and whispered softly against my ear. "You want to be paraded around publicly as my little lewd pet?" I moaned at the idea, aroused and uncomfortable with the idea, but....

"Yes please... all I get to do is wait all day for you to get home... I want to be outside sometimes... spend my time with you more... if you want to humiliate me in public, that's fine... please...." I pressed my breasts against hers as she used my body to fuck her cock with, moaning happily as I tried to entice her into bringing me places more. "You'd like for everyone to know how utterly you own me, right...? To see how I'm your pet and sex toy? No one gets to know how hard you dominate me, how happy I am to submit to you...."

I was getting aroused at the idea too, really, getting closer and closer to orgasm, and she slammed my body down on her cock, my body trembling and pussy squeezing as I hovered on the edge of an orgasm. She bit my ear, and I cried out. "You're incorrigible. I've been keeping you here for perceptual-months and you still want to leave."

"...please let me cum, Mistress... you always edge me but you never let me cum... wait, um, perceptual-months?"

She groped my ass. Fuck, I was so close, one more thrust would do it, I was sure... I writhed against her desperately and milked her cock with my pussy, but it wasn't enough.

She grabbed me by the back of my neck, and pulled me back a little, looked into my eyes. "If you say you want to be my bedslave forever and mean it, I'll let you cum."

"I'll be yours forever, Mistress, please..." I wanted to lie, to get to cum, to make Mistress feel good and happy about what she was doing to me, but I couldn't. She was probably using mind magic on me to make me honest. "I don't want to be stuck as your bedslave. Please give me more to do, you know I'm competent at some things... I don't want you shouldering the entire world on your own, Mistress...."

"We'll talk about it later. Close your eyes."

My eyes fluttered closed.

***

When my eyes opened, we were riding on a horse again, and I was extremely horny and needy, and Mistress's arm was around me. "Did you enjoy that little vacation, pet?"

I whined softly. "Why did you torture me like that... you didn't even let me cum?"

Mistress Eve nipped at my neck. "You said I could do whatever I wanted to you, didn't you?" Her voice was sheer smugness.

Being on a horse and outside felt unreal, and I looked up at the deep almost purple-blue of the sky, and the wisps of clouds, the woods and countryside we were passing by... I could feel the wind on my face, and even though I still really needed to cum, having all of this other nonsexual stimulation was something I was desperately hungry for. I started crying.

I loved her, and she just loved torturing me.

"Shh... don't be like that..." Eve gave the back of my head a little kiss, and squeezed me a bit closer. " I love you too, Sasha, you know that... It's just your love and my love are a little different." 

She stroked my belly, sliding down lower, right over my womb tattoo, which thrummed to life, and my horniness hit even harder... if I asked her to stop, pin me down, and breed me right now, I bet she would... but that wasn't a good long-term plan.

"You're right, I absolutely would." Mistress Eve laughed softly as she groped my thigh. "That's a power you have over me, I suppose... I won't breed you until you ask for it, but the moment you beg for it, you know I'm going to start fucking you immediately. You have the power to be impregnated by me whenever you ask for it." There was a teasing lilt in her voice.

It was tempting, but it's not like I hadn't endured temptation for months.

...well, for perceptual-months.

Fucking Eve.

I cleared my throat. "We... we need to save the world first."

"Save?" Eve considered this for a moment as she rubbed my breast and pressed my body a bit closer against hers, causing me to moan helplessly. "Well, I'll change the world, certainly-- and if the only way it will change is to shatter, so be it."

Mistress Eve rubbed above my tattoo through my dress, and another spike of arousal went through me, and I put my hand to my mouth, only partially covering my moan... Why did she have to do this in front of everyone?

Eve laughed. "You were just begging me to take you outside and make everyone know you were my fuckpet, Sasha... but the first thing we have to do is have a discussion with our Princess, don't you think?"

Her voice turned colder-- if there was a hint of joy in it, it was the joy of sadism. "Personally, I don't think she was very responsible, dosing you like that and then making you handle the situation."