"and you're getting called out cause' your runnin' your mouth"

"I heard that raymond..." Tara slurrs, giggling. "Oh my god? Aren't they broken up?" "yeah, i heard she got and STD from him." "Who told you?" She giggles and pulls away from the random girl, "don't tell her i told you. she'll kick my ass!" Tara laughs and stumbles back to the bar.

"Hey, pretty lady. Here for a second bottle?" "Yes sir!" Tara slurs. "What's a pretty girl like you doing her alone?" "It's my girlfriends birthday! she wanted to stay home so she said I could come alone!" "oh, you're on one those..."

"What? What the fuck did you just say?" "I said—" "Fuck Off!" Tara throws a bottle at the barista, it cracks against his head and he stumbles back. The man scowls.

Tara flips him off and walks towards the exit, holding her phone in her hand. She winces as she colldies with someone. She looks up to see ana angry blonde. "You! you're spreading this!" She grabs Tara's throat and shoves her against the wall. The individual tara was chatting with before ahd ratted Tara out.

"No, I—" The girl grins as the barista storms over to Tara. "You fucking slut!" Tara shrinks back and sees two fists infront of her face. She braces her self. One lands in her face and the other her jaw. She slides down against the wall. She winces and tries shield herself from the attack, but the barista holds her hands above her head. The blonde punches Tara in the ribs, A brutal attempt to break them.

A sharp, horrfying sound rings through their ears, Tara sobs, her eyes droopy as the two continue to attack—She can barely breathe at this point.

The barista grabs Tara's hair and pulls her against the wall, choking her. Tara's body pales and she tries to scream but has no air.

She hears a scream, then a groan, then silence. Her eyes open slightly as she looks up and sees Amber. Amber picks her up and kisses her neck softly. She brushes Tara's hair out of her face. "Let's go." Amber says angrily. Tara buries her face in Amber's neck and cries softly, wincing at the pain.

Amber deposits her into the back seat and straps her in, slams the door. She's visibly upset, though Tara's got no idea why.

Maybe it was the alcohol?

Maybe it was the pain?

Maybe her brain was just foggy, I mean—the girl was on the edge of consciousness just seconds ago.

Tara cries softly as she feels the pressure being placed against her chest, the feeling nearly unbearable. "I know, I know it hurts. But you did what you did. I can't change that. 

Amber says softly as she bandages Tara's ribs. "You'll need these crutches. Or we could go to the doctor?' Tara wanted to avoid going to the doctor for a very specific reason. Not because she's a pussy, but because she's trying to slow down her healing so her punishment doesn't arrive sooner. She knew what her punishment would be. She was excited and terrified, She wasn't nearly as bad as Amber expected her to be, but she was in pretty bad shape. 

For the next few weeks, Tara was coddled. Amber helped feed her, cuddled her, bathed her, cooked, cleaned, and overall cooed Tara. Sitting with her till' she feel asleep, cooked dinner, fed Tara and let her go back to bed. Tara was getting used to it. Until the care from Amber stopped. It was over a short period of time, and Tara realized from very early on Amber knew she was getting better. 

(TWO MONTHS AFTER THE INCIDENT. AMBER'S RESIDENCY, BEDROOM, 4:39 PM)

Tara winces and her knees curl inwards slightly as she looks up, her lip poked out as she fakes helplessness, wobbling on her crutches as Amber helps her walk. "Stop pretending, Tara. The doctors said your rib is fully healed, you're on pain killers, And the only thing that should be hurting right now is your head. And as a matter of fact, it's not supposed to hurt that bad anyways." Tara blushes. "O-okay." Amber kisses Tara head gently. Amber helps Tara into the car and they drive to the Tara's doctor, Amber's way of proving Tara's assumed recovery. "Hey, we're here for vitals and scans again." "Alright, Ms. Carpenter. Guessing you would like Ms. Freeman to stay for the scans and vitals? She would be allowed to hold your hand this time for vitals.'"

Tara nods. "yes please. I would like that." She smiles softly and looks over at Amber, who picks her up and sets her up on the stool. 

After scans and vitals, The couple walk out and head back to the car, Tara's tongue swirls around the lollipop she received. The doctors didn't give it to her, but Amber bought it from the souveneir shop. "Amber," Tara hums. "That place is really cool. I like that it's inside of the mall. "

"I know, baby. Remember when you screamed on the escalator?' "shut up." 

"You know," Amber says. "The doctor says you're almostt 98% recovered, I asked. He said we could have sex tonight." 

"O-oh." "Are you saying Oh because you're scared or because you're wet?" "B-both." "Don't expect that i'm going to go easy on you, because you haven't gotten you're punishemnet yet." "O-oh. O-okay," Amber's tires screech as she pulls into the driveway, opening the door for the smaller human. teehee 

Amber opens the door, still holding Tara's hand as the girls walk upstairs. More like Amber drags the both of them up the stairs into the bedroom where she tosses Tara on the bed without a care in the world. Tara lands with a 'thud' 

Tara blushes and squirms as Amber straddles waist, before standing up. "I was gonna let you off easy because you were hurt. But I decided against it." "W-whwatever y-you want," Tara whimpers. Amber pulls her belt off. "I should spank your ass as well, but I won't." Tara sighs in relief. "But you're still going to be retrained. Blindfold and handcuffs." Amber pins Tara's wrists above her head and pulls her into a rough, bruising kiss. She wraps her belt around Tara's wrists, leaving her feeling helpless and needy. But the feeling only intensifies once the blindfold is secured around her head. What was once a want is now a need, she can't live without Amber. 

The feeling of Amber's hands around her throat, the way Amber praises Tara when she held herself back, the smile Amber has on her face when calling her a "good girl." or "Dumb slut." 

Amber grins and grabs a pair of scissors off the table, slowly but surely, the blades make their way through the colth of Tara's shirt. The look on Tara's face was mezmerising to Amber. It was a mix of helplessness, need, desperation, and anger. While Amber knew the girl was going to submit, it might come with a bit of resistance. "What do you want me to do, sweet girl?" "T-touch me," Tara begs. "P-please. please, touch me." "You want my fingers or my cock?" "Y-your cock, m-mommy." "You think you can take my cock? Baby, you can barely take 2 fingers before going crazy." "I can take y-your cock mommy. p-please." Tara begs. "You've gotta be a good girl though, alright? good girl." Amber unbuttons her pants, unzips them and lets them fall to the ground. Amber grins and kisses Tara's neck gently, before ripping her skirt off. 

"You wanna be a little slut? I'm gonna treat you like a little fucking slut." Amber slams herself into Tara, a sharp moan escaping the smaller girls lips. "Take it. good girl." Amber's hand wraps around Tara's throat. 

"A-amber," Tara whimpers and drools. "Stop it, you're just a little slut who loves running her mouth and taking my cock, aren't you? Fuck, You love talking shit, don't you? Then you can love taking my fucking cock." "M-mhm...." Tara buries her face in her hands and arches her back. "No, whore. Move your hands and tell me what the fuck you told that girl," Amber growls. "I-i told her...mh....ngh...." "What? speak up." Amber thrusts harder, her cock pummeling Tara's walls. "I told...told...mphm...ra-raymond...told h-her bout' ray...r-raymond." "Is that what you told her? You told her about fucking Raymond?" Amber laughs. "Are you that fucking bored that you wanna just run your fuckin' mouth? huh? fucking pathetic." Amber spits. "Do you know what could've fucking happened if I didn't come? Answer me!" Tara nods, tears streaming down her face. "Y-yes i'm sorry!" "Oh, you're sorry? Are you sorry for what you did or sorry you're fucking caught?" 

"S-so..sorry...sorry!" Amber pulls out of Tara and pinches her nipple. Tara winces. Tara looks up at Amber with a pouty face. 

"Don't even try, slut." Amber flips Tara onto her stomach, pushing her face into the bed and elevating her ass. 

Tara whines as she feels Amber's cock pushing it's way into her ass. She bites down on the pillow, her eyes rolling back in her head. "Give up. stop resisting, slut. You're not getting away this time. I'm not letting you off the fucking hook." "o-okay..m-mommy..." 

"Stop running your fucking mouth, maybe you won't have to look like a little slut, like now." Tara nods and arches her back. "i'm sorry....please....please, mommy!" Tara begs.

"Quiet down, whore. I'm not done with you yet." "Y-yes...yes...mh...not done..not done.." Tara chants. "I'm gonna come," Amber groans. "p-p-please, mommy....please...nghhh..." Tara pleads and drools. "There's my good girl. You know, are you a ctually a good fucking girl or are you a desperate whore that likes running her mouth? How bout' I put that mouth of yours to good use, hmm? You'd like that, wouldn't you? You wanna give me head?" Amber grins, her cock beating against the rough patch inside Tara. 

Exhausted and satisfied, Tara nods. "Y-yes...y-yes...please..." 

Amber pulls out of Tara, leaving her gaping and dripping. 

"Kneel." Tara whimpers and grind against the bed. "m-mommy..." "No, I'm not pitying you right now. Get on your knees like the good fucking girl you should've been, and suck my fucking cock." Tara blushes and nods, squirming against the bed as she feels her own wetness dripping down her sore thighs.

"After you do this, maybe I'll go easy. Maybe I won't. you never know." Tara's blush deepens and she crawls between Amber's legs. Amber smirks, leans back, and crosses her arms against her chest.

Tara blushes as she sees Amber's cock oozing pre-cum.

"Go on, hun."  Tara grins and licks her lips before shoving her face into Amber's legs, gagging as she feels Amber's cock inside her throat. "Good girl," Amber's hands tangle in Tara's hair and she tugs on it. Tara's eyes water and she grinds desperately against the floor as she feels drool dripping down her chin. Tara's thighs tremble and tap again the carpet. 

"Tapping out? Or are you just a horny little slut?" Tara looks up at Amber with big button eyes. "Don't look at me like that. first of all, you know you deserve it. second, you know you love when I talk to you like that." Amber grips Tara's chin between her fingers and laughs. "You wanna swallow?" Tara nods. "Nodding? Didn't I teach you to use your words?" Amber teases. Tara drools and looks up at Amber. The view of the woman above her-seeing Amber smirking the evil way she was, arms crossed, legs spread wide and a sheen layer of sweat. 

Drool dripping down her chin. Tara trembles and blushes, looking up at Amber with yet another needy puppy face. "Fine. I'll let you swallow." Tara smiles and her cheeks hollow around Amber's dick as it pulses, indicating Amber's upcoming release. "Are you gonna swallow me? Yeah? You're gonna swallow my entire fucking load, hmm?" Tara murmurs.

Amber's grip on Tara's hair tightens, holding her in place as she comes. Tara's eyes roll back In her head at the taste of Amber.

"There it is, puppy." Tara smiles.

 Amber had promoted her from slut to puppy. 

 "Oh, you know what that means, hmm? You know what it means when I call you something other than slut?' Tara nods, her mouth still suctioned around Amber's cock. It amazed Tara how Amber didn't crumble at the pleasure.

"It's normal for me, puppy." Tara looks up at Amber in confusion. "You said it out loud, puppy." Tara whimpers and buries her head in her hands and murmurs something softly, before looking back up. Amber pulls away from Tara's lips, giggling as the girl leans forward in an attempt to wrap her mouth around it again.

"Calm down, puppy." Amber's hands slip under Tara's arms and she lifts her onto her lap. "Grind." Tara whimpers and humps against Amber's leg obediently. She squeaks, a subtle announcement of her exhaustion. 

DONE BC I HAVE SCHOOL TMRW. IT'S 9 PM AND I HAVEN'T PUT MY CLOTHES IN THE DRYER YET. I'M GOING TO HAVE TO WAKE UP AT LIKE 1 AM

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