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>“1,” Cora remarked. Gigi struck her once more. Cora sounded off with a subsequent “2” while Io just stared baffled, but also intrigued at these recent bizarre events. She was obviously familiar with sexual kinks like submissives and dominatrixes, but she never saw something like this in person. There was no denying that seeing Gigi have complete control over Cora in this manner really turned her on. Gigi leaned close to Cora petting her head.
>“A good girl repays her debts. You got quite the tab with me, but there is another you owe. Do you remember WarGames when Io fixed your dislocated shoulder? That was awfully nice of her, wasn’t it? It would be very rude not to pay her back. That night, you surrendered your body to her. It is only fitting that you continue to offer her your body. Do you understand?” Gigi asked.
>“Yes, mistress.” Cora meekly replied. Gigi looked over to Io with a smirk. She walked up to her, presenting the riding crop to her like she was handing her the key to the city. Io took the riding crop from her hands. Gigi made her way over to a chair in the living room and sat down looking at Io and Cora. An audience of one anticipating the upcoming show. She ran a hand down to her clit and began playing with herself as she observed.
>Io was still wrapping her head around all these recent developments, and how the hell she ended up in this situation, but decided to just roll with it. Io approached Cora, and placed the end of the riding crop on her chest. Io ran the crop over Cora’s breasts and watched as she shuddered lightly upon the sensation, but still looked ahead. Io had never been much of a literal dom in the bedroom, but she quickly saw the allure. To have another completely at your mercy, that kind of power is truly intoxicating. She pulled away with the riding crop and smacked one of her breasts. Cora winced and uttered out a “1”. Io smacked the other one. Cora squirmed a bit and meekly replied with a “2”.
