The slap never landed.  Instead, Aidra's hand came to a stop less than a millimeter from Olivia's curvy rear.   Olivia could feel a warmth radiating from the mechanical palm poised over her posterior.  After a three count, Aidra returned the arm to its side. Or is it 'her' side? Olivia thought.

Olivia breathed a small sigh of relief, though her situation hadn't really improved.  She was still completely naked, and restrained to the bed.  The restraints on her legs and waist kept her flat against the bed from the waist down, and her head and shoulders were raised up by the retraints on her wrists.  To say she was in a compromised position would be an understatement.  To say she was in the perfect position to grant her tiny captor unhindered access to her plump breasts would just be stating the obvious.

The tiny dominatrix - who Olivia only knew as Mistress - smiled and stepped back towards the pillow she'd been relaxing in earlier. 

"Don't worry, Pet.  Aidra won't get involved unless I explicitly ask her, or there is some concern for my safety.  Aidra has been programmed by someone I consider a genius, and whom I trust implicitly, so don't bother trying to override my control or to countermand my commands.  Besides, she's here more for my convenience than any sort of insurance.  I'm quite capable on my own."

When Mistress turned and crouched beside the pillow - putting her tight ass on full display - Olivia felt her dry mouth begin to rehydrate.  Saliva started to drip, and even began to pool in her mouth.  She felt a powerful desire to take a nibble of that tight, freckled, little ass.  It took Mistress a few moments of running her hand under the pillow before she found what she was looking for, and Olivia enjoyed every second of the search.

Finally, Mistress withdrew a handful of rings or collars from beneath it, each with tiny, blinking lights in a neutral, or maybe cautious, yellow.

"When it comes to training, I prefer a more personal touch," Mistress said.  She walked back to Olivia's breast, and she reached out to run her hand along the edge of the areola.  A shiver ran the entire length of Olivia's body.

"Now, pay attention, Pet," Mistress said.  As she knelt before the massive mammary, she ran her hand down from the top of the areola to the tip of the fast-growing nipple.  "This will be the first game of many you'll play tonight.  I suspect it will set the tone for how the rest of our playtime will go, so I strongly recommend you behave yourself.  This game is simple.  I am going to attach a couple of my Succubus' Kiss devices to your breasts.  To do so, I am going to have to spend some time in direct contact with these stiff, sensitive nipples of yours." 

Mistress gently slapped the nipple before her, and Olivia let out a small moan as she shivered again.  Mistress' face lit up with an expectant smile.

"While I take my time attaching these, and getting to know your lovely breasts even better, you are not to move, or make a sound.  I can't rightly punish you for some involuntary shivering - I have a talented touch, after all - but if you moan, or whimper, or try to pull away, then you have broken the rules of the game, and will be punished, as any disobedient pet should."

Mistress leaned forward and licked the nipple between her hands, caressing the side and touching the handful of bands to the sensitive nub.  Olivia fought to remain still, but the tiniest whimper escaped her closed lips.  Mistress' smile widened.

"We start now.  Aidra, be a dear and put on some mood music."

"Yes Mistress.  Now playing Atmospheric Playtime Compilation Number 3."

Soft, warm string music began playing from Aidra's body, the sounds helping relax some of the fear and stress tension throughout Olivia's body, while an up-tempo percussive portion spoke to the more primitive parts of the brain and got her blood pumping.  Between the setting, the atmosphere, and the tiny hands caressing her nipple, Olivia could feel the warmth in her nethers growing.  She was surprised to find she was starting to get wet.

Olivia suppressed another sigh as one of the yellow-lit collars was wrapped around the base of her nipple.  A strap was pulled tight, and it took everything up to and including biting her own tongue to hold in the moan of pleasure building inside.

Mistress finished fastening her Succubus' Kiss device, and kissed the tip of the fully erect, and decidedly puffy nipple.  She ran her tongue around the edge of the love bud, then stood and stepped away.  Olivia caught herself making a small movement as she tried to angle her breast towards the tiny domme, but it seemed that Mistress decided not to punish her right away for showing interest in her ministrations.

Mistress trailed her hand along the breast as she walked in front of her Pet's considerable chest.  As she reached the cleavage, she couldn't help but push on both breasts at once, admiring the softness, and the give in both.  She must be imagining how incredibly comfortable it would be in their soft embrace. 

The tiny domme spared only a moment to indulge herself before continuing to Olivia's other breast, where she repeated her play.  She caressed the areola and played with the breast.  She licked and kissed the nipple, working it to its fulness before securing her device to the aroused love bud.

It had been difficult for Olivia to comply with the rules of the game.  A tiny part of her wanted to fight her captor, and not play into her games, but that was not the part that made behaving so difficult.  No, it was the pleasure that made it so difficult.  The soft, sensual, libidinous touch Olivia experienced made keeping silent - and resisting the temptation to pursue greater pleasure - oh so problematic.

But she had endured.

"You have done well, Pet," Mistress said with a brilliant smile, as she walked back between Olivia's breasts.  "And as a well-behaved pet, I believe it's time for your reward."  Mistress pressed a couple buttons on her armband, and then Olivia felt it.  It was incredible.

The devices on her nipples came alive.  They felt like a heavenly combination of the soft, gentle pressure of a tongue and lips sucking and making out with her nipples, enhanced with an electric tingle that ran the length of her spine and set her nerve endings alight.  It was a pleasure that no human body could generate.  It was magical.

Olivia gasped and threw back her head.  The game now over, Olivia embraced the pleasure and cried out in a sensual moan.

"Mistress," she breathed, "these Kisses are amazing."

Mistress tittered an impish giggle, and leaned back between Olivia's gently heaving breasts, riding her excited breaths.

"Thank you, Pet.  They're something of an offshoot of the technology that went into making Aidra.  If you think my Succubus' Kisses are something, then you should consider begging for Aidra's touch when I'm through with you."

Mistress stepped away, a hint of reluctance flashing across her face, before that familiar, almost predatory smile returned.

"But enough about my assistant.  Tonight is about you and me.  And I think it's time I helped you understand a little more about our power dynamic." 

Mistress typed in a sequence on her keybracer, as Olivia had started to think of it.  And then Olivia felt herself leaving the bed behind.  The restraints on her ankles, and the belt on her waist all began to rise into the air.  In seconds, only Olivia's nipples were in contact with the soft red sheets, and then an adjustment to the belt and the arm restraints pulled her chest up another inch, then two, then three.  She was suspended, spread-eagled, half a foot above the bed.  And that sight had brought a rapturous expression to Mistress' face.

"My, my, Pet.  Just look at you.  You're incredible.  Curvy in all the right places, with gym-carved muscle beneath.  Oh, I'm so glad I chose you for this,"  Mistress said, with a playful smirk.  She glanced down at a wet spot some distance away, about the size of a puddle for the tiny domme.  "And it looks like you're just as excited as I am."

Mistress began to walk beneath Olivia's suspended body, her eyes wandering over every inch, just as her hands were caressing the breasts she ducked under.

"I can't begin to express how this makes me feel, pet.  I am standing here beneath a goddess in the flesh.  The perfect woman is looming over me, so large I could disappear inside her and no one would ever notice."  Mistress bit her lip, and her hand trailed down her taught tummy to caress her womanhood through her leather thong.  "And this goddess, this powerful, alluring creature, is mine to command, held captive to my mercy and pleasured by my good graces.  Oh, it sets a fire in me, Pet."  She rubbed a little faster, before a frown crossed her face.

"Though, there's something not quite right with this situation.  Wouldn't you agree, Pet?"  Olivia wanted to agree - she had been kidnapped by a woman she could step on, she was at her mercy, and worst of all, she was finding the whole situation hot as hell, but Mistress didn't pause long enough for Olivia to respond.  The question must have been rhetorical.

"My issue is that, despite being the dominant one in our relationship, I seem to be on the bottom."  Mistress put her hand on her cocked hip and shook her other hand with a sassy finger raised.  "Uh uh.  That's not gonna fly with me.  As your Mistress, I should be on top in this relationship.  So I'm going to set the rules of our next game."

Mistress typed out a shorter command, and Olivia felt her right leg descending.  While that was happening, Olivia couldn't help but stare at Mistress wedging her head between the pair of giant tits and motorboating like a tiny champion.  She kept going until Olivia couldn't hold in a chuckle, which jiggled her breasts and pushed Mistress far enough away to break the spell of the Tiddy Trap.

"Right," Mistress said, recomposing herself.  "For this next game, we're going to see just how steady you can be, Pet.  It's true I have you restrained so you can't hurt me, but no control is absolute save death, and I need you alive and conscious to enjoy our play.  I will be climbing up your lowered leg, all the way up to the small of your back.  Your job is, again, to stay perfectly still.  I doubt you can move enough to hurl me from this bed, but you can make the trip unpleasant, or perhaps even cause me to tumble back down.  You are to resist this temptation.  If I make it safely, you'll be rewarded with even more pleasure than last time.  But if you try to repel me, expect the punishment to be appropriate to the crime."

Mistress patted the hanging tits fondly, and Olivia thought she heard the Mistress say, "see you girls in a minute," before she headed south towards Olivia's sole foot resting on the bed.