Disconnected, Part 9

“It’s ten in the morning, why aren’t you in school?” The chat window popped up on Aisling’s monitor. She stared blankly at the window for a few minutes before another message came in. “I know you are just sitting there, staring. You left your camera on.”

“Fuck.” Aisling said aloud. She typed a message back. “I called in sick, Scar.” Scarlet sent back a single line of ellipses. “Fuck. Mistress Scarlet.”

“What’s wrong?” Scarlet asked.

“Nothing. Half the day is health class and I hate the bitch that teaches it.” Aisling typed back.

“Who teaches it, now?”

“Nurse Shaw.” Aisling answered.

“You do know Braelyn’s last name right?” Scarlet sent. “Nurse Shaw is Brae’s mom.”

Aisling grabbed a hair clip from her desk and threw it across the room. It bounced gently off the wall and fell to the floor nearly in a flutter. “No, I did not know that.” She typed to Scarlet.

“She’s not too bad. I caught her snooping on Brae’s computer, and had a chat with her. She’s nice. Oh, just so you know, if you have sent Brae any nudes or streams, she has probably seen them.”

“I am not going back to school ever.” Aisling banged her head on the desk a few times.

“Get online, and wait in the lobby. I want to show you something.”

Aisling closed her bedroom door, grabbed her holoband, and laid down on her bed. She settled herself into her pillows and pulled the band around her head.

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Ashes resolved into existence in the public lobby. She appeared as she did in the real world – the public lobbies frowned upon half naked preteen girls – a fact that forced Ashes to show up as a twelve year old in regular street clothes. The lobby was bustling with activity; thousands of people on a non-descript street gathered into small groups, meeting before de-resolving into whatever game for which they queued.

There she waited for Scarlet to show up. She leaned against a lamppost and watched as people resolved and de-resolved into and out of games. This was instant gratification for people watchers; interesting looking people appeared out of nowhere, did their business, and disappeared before they became uninteresting to look at.

The poke of two fingers into her shoulder interrupted her long gazes into the ever-changing mass of people in front of her. “Ashes come with me.” Scarlet’s voice commanded.

Ashes turned around and found Scarlet, dressed as she always was, rules or not, in a short skirt and corset. Scarlet held out her hand for the girl, who accepted it. They walked through the crush of people queued up for other games to an ally that ran behind the façade of the lobby.

Scarlet stopped suddenly, and turned to look Ashes in the eyes. “If you tell anyone about where we are going, I will haunt you for the rest of your life.” Scarlet’s voice was stern, and her eyes were cold. Ashes nodded cautiously in response to the warning. Scarlet closed her eyes, and the pair of girls de-resolved from the lobby, and resolved in an unfamiliar room.

Ashes gazed up to the ceiling; her eyes traced the lines of gilded stone arches and plastered ceilings painted in rich dark colors that faded into grey as her eyes descended pillars. In the center of the room, a dais supported a large intricately carved stone altar draped with a single strip of crimson cloth down its center. On either side of the altar table, a pair of metal pillars supported cressets – the only source of light in the large room.

“What is this place?” Ashes asked in dumbstruck awe. The youth in her voice startled her. Her totally nude young body was a shock to her when she finally looked down to examine herself.

“The Temple.” Scarlet said. Scarlet’s stark white body shone through the shear black fabric of her elaborate robes as she walked past Ashes to the altar. “This is part of the masterpiece that Brae has been working on for so long.”

Ashes walked forward to the altar and pulled her little body onto it. “Temple to what?”

“Fuck if I know.” Scarlet shrugged and leaned against the altar, her elbows rested between Ashes’ feet. “She has a cult-leader fantasy thing, and I like indulging her.”

“Is this what you wanted to show me?” Ashes asked as she laid down on the altar with her legs splayed to show off her puffy hairless pussy.

“No. I wanted to show you how to do something.” Scarlet said and climbed onto the altar with Ashes. She knelt between the girls legs, her hands caressed over the little girls soft body. The thin fabric, that hid none of Scarlet’s body, dragged along the inside of Ashes’ thighs and teased her little mound.

Ashes shivered under Scarlet’s light touch. Her constantly damp mound matted the transparent fabric against itself. A sudden shock of pleasure shot up Ashes’ spine when Scarlet slowly dragged the fabric away from her lips. “Show me what.” Ashes stammered out with closed eyes.

“Yesterday, Brae told you how to touch yourself out there while you were still in here, no?” Scarlet said as she leaned down to press her lips to the little girl’s in a short kiss.

Ashes craned her neck to extend the embrace when Scarlet pulled away, but Scarlet put a hand on her chest to hold her down. “Yes, she did, Mistress Scarlet.”

“You couldn’t move here while you were moving there, could you?” Scarlet asked. She stroked her hand down Ashes’ belly until her fingertips found the little girl’s mound.

Ashes let out a soft moan of pleasure, and her hips lifted off the altar. “No… I could only move in one place at a time.” She sighed. Ashes and Aisling’s bodies suddenly jerk. Ashes looked up at Scarlet with wide confused eyes.

“I’ve locked your holoband.” Scarlet said. Ashes knew what this meant; she wouldn’t be able to log off from inside the game. The only way for her to exit the game would be to remove her holoband physically. Scarlet had done this to Ashes before as an amusing form of mild torture when Aisling had to use the restroom. “I am not going to unlock it until you do two things at the same time; you are going to get me off in here, and you are going to put on a show in the real world for Brae to watch later.”

Ashes looked up at Scarlet in despair. “I could barely stay online yesterday!” She protested.

Scarlet leaned down again to kiss the girl before she moved to straddle Ashes’ chest. Scarlet lifted her robes and lowered herself by spreading her legs. Her hot pussy rested under and inch from Ashes young lips. Ashes lifted her head; her tongue pressed out and lapped the length of Scarlet’s slit. She savored the flavor of the older girl’s growing arousal.

Scarlet let out a small sigh. She held the back of Ashes’ head gently. “Can you feel the… ” Scarlet let out a little moan in the middle of her sentence, when Ashes’ tongue tapped her clit. “Can you feel your bed?” Scarlet asked. Ashes attempted to pull her head away to answer, but Scarlet held fast. “I’m watching your stream, Aisling. Answer there.” Scarlet instructed.

Ashes dutifully resumed her slow caress of Scarlet’s pussy with her tongue. Aisling twitched on her bed a few times; the simple task of speaking was difficult with the holoband on her head. Scarlet reached behind her and between Ashes’ young legs. Her palm slapped against the puffy wet lips of the little girl, causing Ashes’ and Aisling’s body to jerk from the sting. “I’m waiting for an answer.” Scarlet said.

Ashes whimpered into Scarlet’s pussy. She wrapped her lips around the older girl’s hood, and gently sucked on the flesh there; she stroked Scarlet’s clit with her tongue. Aisling opened her mouth. Her lips moved silently, trying very hard to answer Scarlet’s question. Scarlet gave Ashes another strong slap of encouragement, and vigorously rubbed the little girl’s cunt in a circle. “I can’t hear you, Aisling.”

Aisling whined this time, while Ashes remained silent. Ashes, however, eagerly lapped at Scarlet’s hardened nub. Aisling’s voice was weak and forced. “I can feel it.” Aisling said.

Scarlet grinned. She hooked her finger inside Ashes tiny pussy. A brief phase of disappointment washed over Scarlet’s expression. “I thought you would have your virginity here.” She mused. She shook off the feeling and looked down at the girl; her finger thrust into the girl rapidly. Both Ashes and Aisling moaned.

“Get out of bed, and to your chair.” Scarlet commanded. Her hips started to rock; her lips glided against Ashes’ face until her opening centered itself over the little girl’s mouth. Ashes pressed her tongue out to press into the older girl’s dripping hole.

Aisling rolled over. She fell, unbraced, from her bed to the floor. One leg pushed her along the floor to the desk. She struggled for several minutes to pull herself into her chair; all the while little Ashes bobbed her head, shallowly fucking Scarlet with her tongue. Aisling settled into her chair, her legs spread out with her cunt on full display to whoever was watching the stream.

Scarlet pulled herself away from Ashes. She laid down on the altar besides the little girl. “Finger me.” She commanded. Ashes whined when Scarlet’s finger exited her hole; the whine almost turned to sobbing at the command, but she complied. Ashes rolled over to lay between Scarlet’s legs. She pressed her fingers into Scarlet’s ready pussy, and thrust them against her front wall.

Scarlet gripped her own breasts and squeezed as her hips rolled to meet the little girl’s small fingers. “Fuck yourself. Use something on your desk.” She ordered Aisling. Aisling feebly raised her hand, and rather than grabbing a bottle, simply knocked it into her lap. She let her hand drop into her lap, grabbed the bottle, and started to rub it against her lips.

Ashes kissed around Scarlet’s belly as her fingers plunged in and out of the older girl. Scarlet hooked her ankles together behind Ashes’ back, holding her in place. “Thrust it in, Aisling.”

“It’s too big, I’m not wet enough.” Aisling said as she continued to grind the narrow end of the bottle between her lips.

“You’ll stretch.” Scarlet assured her.

“Real vaginas don’t work that way, Mistress.” Both Ashes and Aisling simultaneously insisted. Scarlet tried to hide the flush of embarrassment that attempted to wash over her face. Aisling continued to rub the end of the bottle against her lips and build moisture on it. She pushed the wide round end of the bottle against her opening; her lips spread around the bottle.

Ashes twitched against Scarlet. Her face twitched with the pain that her real world counterpart was inflicting on herself. Her fingers continued to pound into Scarlet’s cunt with sloppy wet sounds. She lowered her lips to Scarlet’s slit; her tongue flicked against the older girl’s popping nub.

A loud moan punctuated Aisling’s painful cries once the bottle had stretched her pussy enough to accept it. Aisling’s hole burned from the intense and unprepared stretching that she had forced upon it. She stopped only to take a few breaths before she started thrusting the improvised toy in her overtaxed cunt. She kept one hand on the toy to force it in and out of her hole, the other ascended to her chest; she gripped one of her nipples and roughly twisted it to send another shock of pain through her system.

Scarlet’s commanding voice only produced moans. Her hips lifted from the altar to press into the thrusting finger and trained tongue of the little girl between her legs. Her belly clenched and fought to pull her into a ball. Her moans stopped when her breathing did; she was fighting to hold off her climax; she failed.

Ashes slowed down only to lap up the flood of juices that Scarlet had leaked into her hand. Aisling looked directly at the camera atop her monitor and began to beg. “Mistress, please let me cum, please…”

Too focused on her own orgasm, Scarlet could not speak her response. A message appeared on Aisling’s computer; it contained only one word: “Now.” Aisling’s already tight cunt could take it no longer, and clamped down on the oversized intrusion. Her hips lifted from the chair; her body spread itself out as much as it could as the orgasm took control of her muscles.

Scarlet pushed Ashes’ head away from her lap, and scooted away from the little girl. Her face was flush with afterglow. “That’s enough.” She said while trying to catch her breath.

“Yes, Mistress.” Aisling and Ashes responded. Ashes took a moment to spread Scarlet’s wetness over her own body, while Aisling cleaned herself off and inspected her body for damage. It took Aisling a moment to realize what she was doing. “What the…”