Delilah and Miguel stayed at the new building a little later than she had anticipated. Now she was running late to get ready for her night with Savannah. It's not like she was super excited but a promise was a promise. Not to mention, being out and intoxicated would help take her mind off of missing Emma. Plus, Savannah was good company. She was funny and she always had a story to tell. Delilah walked into her house, took her shoes off, and started to turn the alarm off but noticed it was already disarmed. Emma walked from the kitchen.

"Baby, what are you doing here?" Delilah asked. She looked at her watch. "Where's Cyn?"

"She's not off yet. I missed you. You're not happy to see me?" Emma pouted.

"Aw, baby. Of course I am. I just wasn't expecting it. Come here." Delilah pulled her closer and pressed her lips to Emma's.

"Don't stop." Emma whispered after Delilah pulled away. "Please, Daddy."

"Em, don't. I have to get ready." Delilah said. It was so hard to deny Emma. She was smoking hot and she was hers. Emma would do anything Delilah told her to do and that knowledge alone made Delilah a faucet of desire. Nobody turned her on like Emma did. The way her eyes begged for Delilah's touch. The way her lips pouted. How wet Emma got for her.

Emma got down on her hands and knees. She began kissing Delilah's stocking covered feet. Emma knew this move was unfair. She knew Delilah could not say no to her act of submission.

Delilah cleared her throat and looked down at Emma. She stopped what she was doing and returned the gaze.

"Yes, Daddy?"

"Did you ask if you could touch me, sub?" Delilah asked.

Having her name stripped away and being reduced to just sub made Emma's most intimate parts quiver with excitement. "No, Daddy."

"Move." Delilah pushed Emma's head back with the bottom of her foot. She began to strip right there. First she removed her shirt. Then she slowly slid her skirt down to her ankles. She kicked it off and it hit Emma, who was watching eagerly, in the face. She quickly moved it since it was obstructing her view. Delilah stood there in a lacy black bra with a garter belt and panties to match. The garter belt held her thigh high pantyhose in place.

Emma's head was swimming. She was drunk off of lust. This marvelous, beautiful, goddess of a woman was hers. Her thighs were toned and her skin was perfectly tanned and unflawed. Her stomach was flat with a subtle six pack peeking through. Even her muscles were sleek and soft. Feminine like her.

Delilah saw the hunger in Emma's eyes. "Do you like this?" She spun around so Emma could see the entire thing. "It's new. I was going to send you pictures in it, but now you get to see it in person."

"I love it." Emma said. Her eyes were still glued to Delilah's body.

"Aw." Delilah said before beginning to walk away. She stood on the first step and looked back at Emma who had not moved from her spot on her knees. "Crawl." Delilah said before her ascension. Emma crawled up the steps. She saw Delilah walk into the play room so she followed her there still on her hands and knees. When she made it inside the play room Delilah ordered her to stand up and take her clothes off. She did. She stood there completely naked, waiting for further instructions.

"Hands behind your back." Delilah said.

Emma put her hands behind her and felt a cold plastic like material tighten around her wrists. They definitely weren't metal or leather cuffs. When she pulled against the restraints, she felt the plastic bite into her skin. She stopped immediately.

Delilah inspected the zip tie handcuffs one more time before gagging and blindfolding Emma. She then placed noise canceling headphones on her ears and turned on some music. Delilah left her standing there, naked, muted, and blind to her surroundings. She retrieved Emma's collar and leash and put it on her. "Back on your knees, sub." Delilah instructed after temporarily removing the headphone. She pulled Emma on the leash across the room to the bondage horse. She carefully helped Emma up so she didn't seriously injure herself and secured her legs to the bench since her hands were already tied. She placed a strap over her waist just to secure her.

Emma had no idea what was going on. She felt completely helpless. She could not talk, see, or hear anything other than the music in the headphones. Was she about to get a spanking? Was Delilah going to use the vibrator? Not knowing what was about to happen both scared and excited her. Suddenly she felt something warm and wet against her opening. It had to be her girlfriend's magical tongue. Emma moaned but it killed her that she didn't know how loud she was being. Delilah slurped, licked, and sucked until Emma was close to her orgasm. She stopped right before she could come. Emma whined in protest.

Emma groaned and tried to throw herself back against Delilah but she couldn't thanks to the restraints.

Delilah smiled. Little did Emma know she would be coming very shortly. Delilah turned on the machine and it started off slowly in its first setting. The dick connected to the machine took its time penetrating Emma's wet little cunt. She gasped and arched her back. After a few strokes, Delilah increased the speed and removed the gag so she could hear Emma's moans and shouts of pleasure. Next, Delilah removed the headphones. Emma liked getting her senses back one by one. She started feeling more like a human and less like a fuck toy. Finally Delilah removed the blindfold so she could see.

Delilah sat in her chair directly across from Emma and watched the machine fuck her mercilessly. Emma's face turned red with embarrassment. She wasn't sure why but this felt especially shameful. A machine was fucking her and she enjoyed it while her girlfriend watched.

"It's okay, sub. You don't have to ask. Just come. You'll get tired before it does." Delilah said. She crossed her legs and watched the show. Emma came again and again, each time harder than the last.

"Daddy!" Emma cried. This was too much. How many times could one body come before they died? She could feel her own fluids soaking her thighs and the bench she was tied to. She had even squirted. She was thoroughly embarrassed. "Daddy! Please."

Delilah approached Emma and gave her a long and hard kiss. Her tongue penetrated her lips and teased Emma's own tongue. Emma moaned in her mouth as she came again and started sobbing. The pleasure was overwhelming.

"Daddy, I can't take it." Emma panted. She was tired and out of breath.

"Can I get ready now?" Delilah asked.

"Yes. Yes, I'm sorry."

"I know baby. You're such a good girl." Delilah said before turning the machine off. She cut the restraints from Emma's wrists and free her from the bondage horse. "Come on, love. Let's get you cleaned up."