Would loveeeee to hear more about the month where Trinity was only allowed to use her buttons?!?
and i would love to talk about it so thank you so much for asking (also i love the erika ishii pfp)
trinity likes it a lot more than she ever could have expected. the first time is impromptu, and by nature it couldn’t be as long nor intensive as either girl would have liked. baran’s insistent that they sit and talk before going and further with the idea and trinity knows better than to question baran (unless she’s looking to be punished, which is often but not her intent tonight). so she lets baran pull her out of the scene, allows the older woman to cuddle her and press her face into the crook of her neck. aftercare first, then discussion.
after about an hour trinity sits up and baran walks her through what had happened. she makes sure trinity felt safe during the duration of the scene, checks her face to make sure she’s not lying. but trinity does feel safe with baran, despite herself. she knows that when trinity needs something she’ll do anything to make it so.
it’s different from any of her previous relationships. they’d been fully pleasure-focused, which was nice, but she couldn’t imagine having this much time be spent dedicated to her. not even so they could use her body, just so they know she’s okay.
trinity reaffirms that she does in fact like this, reminds baran that they have safe words for a reason. but baran knows better. she knows how much trinity likes to hold onto those three words, saving them until she’s way too close to breaking than baran wants. she makes trinity explain why she likes it, analyzes it and gets to its very core.
and when she’s sure that trinity really and truly is okay, baran ups the ante. slowly of course, methodically and carefully. first trinity spends an entire day without speaking, and she finds it odd how relieving it feels. how nice it is to only need to know eight words, eight simple words: yes, no, food, pets, cum, bathroom, water, red.
the worst part of it is having to paw at the bathroom button, but trinity adjusts quickly. baran knows better than to make let trinity worry that her needs would be ignored, as tempting as it is to savor those puppydog eyes trinity pulls out when she begs. it's more of a soft-stop than anything, a chance for trinity to be alone for a moment and theoretically free to whisper or mumble. not that she ever does.
so on and so forth. baran is... more sparing with the punishment than trinity would like her to be. for as well as baran thinks she knows trinity she always underestimates one simple fact: it is hard to punish trinity santos. sure, baran gets it in theory. she thinks these "unconventional punishments" are working, but in reality trinity is just biding her time. waiting until the paddles stop stinging the right way and the bruises stop settling in as deeply as trinity needs.
and then trinity pushes. she waits until no one's around at work and kisses her, lets her hands explore the older woman's body when they "accidentally" happen to end up in the bathroom together at the same time.
baran is confident that three days of no-speak will set trinity right. and it does, for those three days, and then trinity goes right back to it. one of her favorite ways to rile baran up is to send her flirty text messages. the older woman is surprisingly easy to fluster, and trinity is great at flustering people. she could draw blood from a stone, so this is child's play.
at 10:00 am trinity is texting baran. simple messages, but baran knows something is up because why is trinity texting her while they're both at work?
by 12:00 pm the photos start rolling in. selfies that baran hearts. then the camera trails lower. baran's finger is shaky as she hearts a photo of trinity in her bra (where the fuck is she even taking these?), and she nearly dies when another one of trinity fully topless comes in.
and then trinity takes her lunch break, and baran manages to excuse herself to the bathroom just in time before trinity sends one final video. she's in her car fucking herself. two fingers stuffed deep in her pussy, and though baran can't turn up the volume to be sure, she swears she sees trinity mouth daddy at least twice.
yeah. that's the limit. she does not heart the video this time, and instead sends a curt We are at work, Santos. and that's when trinity knows she's won.
three days without speaking turns to a full week. it's domestic bliss. all of the stress of the day melts as baran clasps her collar around her neck, and all of a sudden buttons become her favorite "toys" in baran's arsenal.
as soon as trinity can she does the same routine. a text here, a photo there, and finally a full video of trinity cumming in her backseat. first of all, trinity is not supposed to be cumming without her explicit permission, and second of all, as she reminds trinity yet again that We are still at work, Santos.
and then a week turns to two. it's at about day twelve that it hits baran what trinity's been doing, and she's both frustrated and impressed that trinity found a way to get exactly what she wanted. she asks trinity if her hypothesis is true, and the younger woman just whines and paws the yes button.
baran makes a deal with trinity. she'll let her spend a full thirty days like this if she promises never to do that shit at work ever again. and of course, her pretty puppy nods and hits the yes button two or three times.
and so the month goes. trinity requests that they make it at least a weekly habit, or she'd just have to find another way to get what she wants.
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