Momo's Night Out, 2nd Half

Momo felt the leather encircle her wrists, and could have squealed with joy when Athena tightened them down so much that her fingers had started to tingle within moments. The leather belt went around Momo’s arms, just above her elbows, and was cinched down nearly as tight, bringing Momo’s elbows together; she hadn’t been able to do that before her Empress had broken several bones during one of their training sessions…what a good day that had been.

“Now turn around and tell me how they feel.”

Struggling against them, finding her hands and arms very secure. “They are very tight, my lady. Momo can feel her blood being kept from her hands.”

Athena chuckled, a certain smugness showing through. “Good.” She went into her bag again, removing a roll of leather, untying the straps before she unrolled it across the bed. Momo’s heart raced when she saw familiar implements of torture, all gleaming in the candlelight, some gold, some silvery. She even saw some of her favorites. Her fingers moved over the tools, and finally stopped on a large golden needle, plucking it from a cluster of similar needles; they were all perhaps eight inches or so in length, and closer to knitting needles in their diameter. Athena turned back to Momo, needle in one hand, her other going to Momo’s right breast, massaging her nipple between her finger and thumb until it was standing hard and erect. Still displaying her delighted grin, Athena touched the cold metal point of the needle to Momo’s nipple, just for a moment, before she started pushing it through.

The pain of the large needle piercing her flesh was incredible, as Momo knew it would be. She moaned as it continued through her flesh, clenching her eyes shut as she savored the sensation. “Ohhh….my lady…Momo has wished for this since she arrived here…” No sense being dishonest about it, after all. Momo had to have fun too.

“Then you shall have your wish granted, my dearest.” With the needle perhaps halfway through, Athena paused, switching her hands, and working up Momo’s other nipple. She squeezed her breasts together then, and continued pushing the needle through into Momo’s left nipple, causing another ecstatic moan to escape from her lips as new pain shot through her sensitive flesh. No matter how many times she’d had this done, Momo had never stopped enjoying it, and never would.

Agonizing seconds passed, and Momo glanced down to see her breasts mashed together, held fast by the golden needle through her nipples, and only a trickle of blood from each. She shook her breasts back and forth, reveling in the feel of the needle intruding inside her. “My lady is very good at this.” That was no lie; her talents may indeed rival the Empress’, especially if she was holding back just now.

Athena made no acknowledgment of Momo’s words, other than a slight widening of her smile. From her tool pouch, she withdrew a slim, golden chain, the links tiny, but solid. Momo heard her whisper a few arcane words, a mild fire spell. Holding the ends of the chains to either end of the needle, Momo felt the heat intensify. She gasped at the sudden searing heat at her nipples, over in only an instant. She looked down just as Athena tugged on the chains, jerking her nipples along with them. Momo giggled, seeing that the ends of the needle were now fused with the delicate chain, which was still rather long, reaching down to her crotch. In fact…Momo knew exactly what Athena was going to do, and she couldn’t wait for it.

Before Momo could speak, Athena’s lips once again touched her own, taking her breath away. Momentarily stunned, Momo could only watch as Athena plucked another, shorter needle from her toolkit, her free hand already taking hold of Momo’s clit, exciting it. Momo’s breathing sped up in anticipation, watching as Athena inched the needle toward her clit. She felt the needle touch, just a quick prick, and she cried out for more. The next moment, her mind exploded with the incredible pain of the needle as it passed, excruciatingly slowly, though her most tender spot. Momo swayed on her feet, breathing a shaky sigh when the needle finally stopped moving.

Momo squirmed, feeling the ends of the needle pinching between her legs. Athena tugged the chain, pulling it downward as she chanted the arcane words once more. Momo squealed again, the heat at her pussy seemingly much hotter than what she had felt on her nipples. The chain was pulled tight, forcing her nipples and breasts downward, and her clit upward. The pain was exquisite! “My lady, it feels so good!”

Athena smirked, standing suddenly and shoving Momo face-first onto the bed. The chain pulled at her nipples and clit, filling Momo with excruciating joy. Athena pulled something else from her bag, and then took hold of Momo’s legs. Her golden-haired torturer crossed Momo’s legs at the ankles, wrapping leather around them, almost as tightly as she had Momo’s hands. Momo squirmed, moaning hungrily as her piercings continued filling her with pain. Athena then bent Momo’s legs toward her back, easily holding them there as she used more leather to put Momo into a most painful hogtie, her wrists right against her ankles, her legs having little choice but to remain spread. Momo could only wonder if perhaps her Empress had known the woman, or perhaps, hoping against hope, she had been sent by the Empress.

“Now, that looks very nice,” Athena said, her fingers gliding over Momo’s feet.

Momo squirmed and moaned, loving every moment of her agonizing bondage. The needles and chains were amazingly well done; the hogtie was already making her arms and back ache. “The pain is so great, my lady!” Momo looked to Athena as the woman lifted her leg, resting her foot on the bed. Athena slowly pulled her dress upward, revealing her slender leg and her thigh-high stocking, but more importantly, the very high, and very sharp, heel on her boot. Scooting Momo around, Athena slipped her foot between Momo’s legs and beneath her arms, right at the base of her spine, where she ground the heel with just as much strength as the Empress had ever used.

Momo winced, moaning. “Lady’s heel is so sharp in Momo’s spine!”

Athena continued applied pressure, causing a near blinding jolt that made Momo squeal. She reached for her bag, this time pulling out a wicked-looking barbed scourge, well-used from the dark stains all over the grip and the nine tendrils. Athena gave Momo perhaps the vilest grin she had even seen as she twirled the scourge, and then brought it back over her shoulder.

Momo squirmed harder as anticipation overwhelmed her, jerking her pierced nipples and clit. She was nearly ready to come already. Her back, between her shoulders, exploded, her flesh ripping beneath the barbs of the scourge. Her body jerked wildly, and she screamed, not just in agony, but from sheer bliss. The stinging, burning hell that consumed her back sent her into a wild, convulsing orgasm, which only increased her pain, and in turn, her joy. Another strike of the scourge flayed her again, this time over her arms, and Momo saw spots of blood on the bed sheet.

As Athena continued whipping relentlessly, leading Momo to an unending series of screams, moans, and orgasms, Momo’s vision blurred. She knew the sheets were covered in her blood, but she could have cared less. She was in what she could only describe as heaven. Just before she passed out, Momo heard Athena chant something she couldn’t understand, and felt a cold rush through her body, as though she were just dunked into an icy pool. She snapped fully awake, looking back to Athena, who could only smile, licking blood and bits of flesh from the scourge. Momo felt no pain, other than those of her piercings now; Athena had healed her fully, just like the Empress! And she was returning to her tools, removing more needles!

Momo couldn’t be sure of just how long Athena kept her in ecstasy, but she knew that it had to be nearing sunrise when she placed another healing spell on Momo, dropping the scourge atop the blood-soaked sheets. Momo’s body was still in agony, but she could not have been more content. Her wounds hadn’t been fully removed this time, and she still felt blood seeping over her back and arms when Athena rolled her over, so that her torn front-side was once again on top. Momo moaned weakly, but smiled, happy to see that Athena too wore a warm, caring smile. “My lady,” Momo panted, “Momo is overwhelmed…She never imagined she would find someone like you here. Momo’s body has craved this for so long now…she was almost afraid she would never feel it again.”

Athena, who had surprisingly little blood on her, took the now red chain in her hand, pulling Momo forward. Momo cried out again, but eagerly returned the kiss Athena gave her. “I can give you this pleasure any time you want me to, Momo.”

Momo moaned softly. “What does Momo have to do?” She winced, moaning from the pain as Athena gave the chain a playful jerk. “Can Momo please pleasure you, my lady? Please? Momo has to make you happy now, just like you made her happy.”

“All you must do, dearest Momo, is to serve me…I won’t betray you like so many others. You and I are one and the same, you see, and I must protect you.” Athena smiled, stroking Momo’s cheek, still keeping Momo upright with the needle through her nipples. “What do you think of me, Momo? Do you think you could serve me? Do you wish to serve me?”

Momo couldn’t lie to her, not after what Athena had given her. She was so much like the Empress. Momo squirmed in her bondage, a lusty moan escaping her. “Knowing what Momo knows of you now, she would…she would love to serve you, my lady. But she already serves the Lady de’Shade…she doesn’t know if she would allow Momo to serve you.” Momo felt tears welling in her eyes. She had pledged herself to one master…she couldn’t break that oath, no matter how much she wanted to.

“It does not have to be such a hard decision, Momo. The lady de’Shade can come with you. I have so very much to offer, to the both of you.”

Momo blinked, hope returning. “Momo wants so very much to go…she will ask lady de’Shade when she is able to.”

Her smile widened again, and Athena gave the chain a sharp pull, causing Momo to scream out as she fell forward, slamming into the floor with a grunt. Athena’s heel dug into her shoulder-blades, filling Momo with even more desire to follow her. Athena took hold of Momo’s blood-soaked hair, yanking her head backward. “Good, Momo. I can give you so much more than this at my home…so much pleasure and pain await you, for as long as you could possibly desire. And, dearest Momo, if you come to me, you can pleasure me, as much as you could want, as well. I have so many plans for you, Momo.”

Momo whimpered. How she wanted to follow Athena! “Momo is so curious!”

Her heel shoved hard once more, making her cry out again. “Momo will just have to wait for her lady’s answer then, won’t she?” Athena pulled her foot away, and set about gathering her tools from the bed, the ones that weren’t still attached to Momo’s body.

It was a terrible torture, Momo decided, having a bliss-filled future possibly denied because of her pledge of servitude. Momo sighed heavily, writing again in the hogtie, trying to roll to her side, but finding little strength to do so. “Momo knows…How will she contact you when Momo has an answer?”

“Once I return to my home, I will send my most trusted agent to you, for your answer, and hopefully, to bring you both to me. The both of you will find your lives much improved, I think. This is but a small taste of what I’m offering the two of you, Momo. I know she is not quite so…pleasing as you, but she is a very talented ally to have.”

“Momo will hope and hope that lady de’Shade will be agreeable…” Momo offered a prayer right then to the Lady of the Lash, hoping that de’Shade would be very agreeable, and soon.

“As will I my dear, as will I…” Athena crouched beside her, pulling Momo up by her hair, giving her one final, tongue-filled kiss before dropping her back to the floor. “I will let Lady de’Shade know where you are, my dear; rest for now, and dream of me in the days to come.”

Momo watched her leave, closing the door behind her. Momo sighed, pulling weakly at the leather straps. She had long ago lost feeling in her arms and her feet, but the rest of her body…oh, how it tingled, how it throbbed! She laid her head on the floor, breathing deeply as her fatigue overwhelmed her. She felt just the slightest hint of enchantment magic working over her, but it was the only time she had felt it, just after Athena had told her to sleep. Perhaps…yes…that would make a great deal of sense if Athena was a…she drifted off then, her dreams filled with visions of the golden-haired goddess…