Day 10: Safeword Use

Day 10: Safeword Use

Kim's body trembled beneath Shego's weight, her breath coming in short, ragged bursts as the vibrator buzzed relentlessly against her clit. Her hips bucked against the pressure, the intensity of the stimulation sending shockwaves of sensation through her entire body. Shego's fingers tightened slightly around her throat, her grip firm but not suffocating, adding a sharp edge to the overwhelming pleasure.

"You're doing so well, Princess," Shego whispered, her voice low and full of dark satisfaction as her hips thrust forward, driving the strap-on deeper into Kim's ass. "Look at you, taking everything I give you."

Kim moaned, her body shaking with the effort of keeping herself together. The vibrator, the choking, the stretch of the strap-on—it was all too much, her senses overloaded by the intensity of it all. She could feel herself on the edge, teetering between pleasure and something more dangerous, something that made her heart race with both excitement and fear.

But Shego wasn't stopping. Her hips kept moving, her hand tightening ever so slightly around Kim's throat, her grip commanding but careful. Kim's vision blurred, her body trembling uncontrollably as the pressure mounted, the vibrator buzzing mercilessly against her swollen clit. Every thrust, every movement, pushed her closer to the brink, the intensity bordering on unbearable.

Kim gasped, her breath catching in her throat as Shego's hips slammed forward again, the strap-on hitting just the right spot. Her body jerked violently, the overstimulation making her feel like she was going to come apart. The pressure on her throat, the relentless buzzing, the stretch—it was all too much. Too much.

"Shego," Kim choked out, her voice weak and trembling. "I— I can't—"

But Shego didn't hear her, too lost in the moment, too focused on driving Kim higher and higher. Her hand tightened slightly around Kim's throat, her hips moving faster, the vibrator pressed harder against Kim's clit.

Kim's heart pounded in her chest, her breath coming in short, desperate bursts as the overwhelming sensation started to tip from pleasure to pain. The intensity was too much—she couldn't take it anymore.

"Sitch," Kim gasped, the word barely more than a whisper, but Shego heard it immediately.

Everything stopped.

In an instant, Shego's hand released Kim's throat, her hips stilling as she pulled back, her expression shifting from dominant satisfaction to immediate concern. The vibrator fell away from Kim's clit, and the strap-on was removed with careful precision. Shego was off her in a second, her hands gentle now, no longer commanding.

"Kim," Shego said, her voice soft but urgent as she knelt beside her. "Kimmie, are you okay? Talk to me."

Kim's body trembled, her breath coming in shaky gasps as she tried to catch her breath. The intensity of everything—of how quickly it had shifted from pleasure to something that scared her—left her reeling. She couldn't find her voice, her throat tight with emotion, but Shego was already pulling her close, wrapping her arms around her with a tenderness that was in stark contrast to the way things had been just moments before.

"It's okay," Shego murmured, her voice soothing as she gently stroked Kim's hair. "You're safe. You're with me."

Kim clung to her, her body still trembling, her mind racing with the weight of everything that had just happened. The safe word—Sitch, a nod to the very thing that had defined her life for so long—had been a lifeline, a way to pull herself out of the overwhelming intensity when things had gotten too rough. And Shego had stopped immediately, the moment the word had left Kim's lips.

"I'm sorry," Kim whispered, her voice shaky as she buried her face in Shego's shoulder. "I didn't mean to..."

"Hey," Shego interrupted softly, pulling back just enough to look into Kim's eyes. "You don't have to apologize. That's why we have a safe word, Kimmie. You did exactly what you were supposed to do."

Kim's eyes filled with tears, a mixture of relief and lingering emotion overwhelming her. She had pushed herself too far, and for a brief moment, she had felt completely out of control. But Shego had been there, had stopped the second she needed her to, and now, as Shego held her, Kim felt that safety washing over her in waves.

"I was scared," Kim admitted, her voice barely more than a whisper.

Shego's expression softened even more, her hand gently cupping Kim's cheek. "I know," she said, her voice full of understanding. "But you don't have to be scared anymore. I've got you."

Kim nodded, her breath coming in shallow gasps as she tried to calm herself. The emotional weight of the moment hung between them, the intensity of what had just happened still fresh in her mind. But as Shego held her, stroked her hair, and whispered soft reassurances, Kim began to relax, her body slowly unwinding from the tension that had gripped her just moments before.

Shego, sensing the shift in Kim's breathing, pulled back slightly to look into her eyes, her expression full of concern. "Talk to me, Kimmie," she said softly, her voice steady but filled with care. "What happened? What pushed you to use your safe word?"

Kim bit her lip, her gaze dropping for a moment as she tried to gather her thoughts. She still felt the lingering edge of anxiety, but Shego's presence, her soft touch, was grounding her. "It was... everything at once," Kim finally admitted, her voice small but honest. "The vibrator, the strap... your hand on my throat. It was just too much. I couldn't handle it."

Shego nodded slowly, her thumb gently stroking Kim's cheek. "I didn't realize I was pushing you that far," she murmured, her voice thick with regret. "I should've noticed sooner."

Kim shook her head. "It's not your fault," she said, her voice quiet but firm. "We were both caught up in the moment. I didn't even realize how far I was being pushed until it all hit me at once."

Shego sighed softly, her fingers brushing through Kim's hair in a comforting rhythm. "I'm so sorry, Kimmie. I never want to make you feel like that—like you're not in control."

"I know," Kim replied, her voice a little stronger now. "That's why I used the safe word. And you stopped. Right away. I knew you would."

Shego's lips curled into a small, reassuring smile. "Of course I did," she said softly. "That's the whole point. You're my priority. Always."

Kim's heart swelled at the sincerity in Shego's words, her body relaxing further into Shego's arms. The aftershocks of the intensity were still there, but Shego's presence—her care, her tenderness—was helping Kim let go of the lingering tension.

"Come on," Shego said gently, slowly standing up and offering Kim her hand. "Let's get you some water."

Kim nodded, grateful for the gesture, and allowed Shego to guide her off the bed. Shego was careful, supporting her as they moved toward the small table where a bottle of water sat. She opened it and handed it to Kim, her eyes never leaving Kim's face as if silently checking to make sure she was okay.

Kim took a long sip, the cool water soothing her dry throat. She sat down on the edge of the bed, her body still recovering, but she felt safe. Grounded. Shego crouched in front of her, resting her hands gently on Kim's knees, her gaze full of concern and affection.

"You sure you're okay?" Shego asked, her voice soft but full of emotion. "I don't want to push you into anything you're not ready for."

Kim set the water down, reaching out to take Shego's hands in hers. "I'm okay," she said, squeezing Shego's hands gently. "It just got too intense. But I'm okay now, thanks to you."

Shego let out a relieved sigh, leaning forward to press a soft kiss to Kim's forehead. "I'm so proud of you for using the safe word," she murmured against Kim's skin. "That takes strength."

Kim's eyes fluttered closed for a moment, her heart warming at the praise. She knew Shego was right—using the safe word had been hard, admitting that she was being pushed beyond her limits. But Shego had stopped immediately, respected the boundary, and that made all the difference.

"Do you want to talk more about it?" Shego asked, her tone gentle, giving Kim the space to decide.

Kim thought about it for a moment before nodding. "I think... I wasn't ready for all three things at once," she admitted, her voice quieter now. "The vibrator, the strap-on, and the choking—it was too much, too fast. I thought I could handle it, but then I realized I couldn't, and I... panicked a little."

Shego nodded, her expression serious as she listened. "I'm so glad you told me," she said softly. "I never want you to feel like you're overwhelmed or scared."

Kim nodded, feeling the weight of Shego's sincerity. "I know. I trust you, Shego. That's why I felt safe enough to use the word."

Shego smiled, her thumb brushing softly over Kim's knuckles. "You always have that power, Kimmie. You can always stop things if they're too much."

Kim felt a surge of gratitude, a wave of love for the woman sitting in front of her. Shego, who could be so commanding, so intense, had the capacity for such tenderness, such care.

"I love you," Kim whispered, her voice soft but full of meaning.

Shego's smile widened, her eyes softening as she leaned in to press a lingering kiss to Kim's lips. "I love you too, Kimmie. More than anything."

After a long moment, Shego stood up and gently guided Kim back onto the bed, pulling the blankets up over her. "Let's get you comfortable," Shego said, her voice soothing as she adjusted the pillows and tucked the blanket around Kim's shoulders.

Kim settled into the bed, her body finally beginning to relax completely. Shego climbed in beside her, wrapping an arm around Kim and pulling her close. The warmth of Shego's body was comforting, grounding, and Kim felt herself melt into the embrace.

"Thank you," Kim murmured, her voice already growing softer as the emotional weight of the evening slowly lifted.

"Always," Shego whispered, her fingers gently stroking Kim's hair as she held her. "You're everything to me, Kimmie. I'll always take care of you."

And as Kim drifted off to sleep, wrapped in Shego's arms, she knew that no matter how intense things got between them, she was always safe. Always loved.