Her Rules, Our Game Ch. 03

"Astra, is Freyja with you?"

Astra and Freyja were standing stuck to the wall. Having said her piece, Freyja was busy munching on Astra's boobs while her hand massaged her kitty over her dress when they heard Freyja's elder brother Sven calling out. Freyja had seen something change in Astra's eyes the moment she had claimed that she would have her. She knew Astra was not going to run away now, run away from her. She had seen servitude enter her eyes which shocked her because that went against the very personality of her best friend.

She pushed away from Astra to go sit at the stool next to the chopping board and pretended to be talking to Astra while the latter, very slowly, fixed her clothes and stood there casually.

"There you are girls," said Sven as he walked into the kitchen.

"I've been looking for you everywhere Frey. Everyone wants to talk to you at home about their marriage plans for you."

Sven wasn't surprised to see Astra in the clothes that she wore. Ever since they were kids, he had always felt responsible to serve these two girls - his sister and his sister's best friend. Living in a society where women were mostly living on the whims and fancies of the men around them, he had seen enough females wear absolutely nothing. This garb she wore was still better. He had recently begun to lust for Astra's body and seeing her now in this so-called dress, where nothing was left to the imagination, the lust made his brain foggy. But he restrained himself and chided himself mentally for the thoughts he had.

"She can't get married," Astra said slowly.

"What?" asked Sven, "Louder Astra, I can't hear you."

Freyja turned to look at Astra, wondering what she was thinking because she had heard her best friend clearly."

"Freyja cannot get married because both of us signed up for Aesirven just last month."

Both Freyja and Sven's mouth fell open. Aesirven was something extremely holy and pious in their society. They were a community of people in servitude to the families of their Gods. It was a complex system with strict rules and regulations with absolutely no windows to peek into their community. No one knew what happened inside, how they functioned but the most important rule that was never up for any kind of misinterpretation or negotiation was that one in servitude to God could NEVER marry.

Freyja had no idea why Astra said what she did but she decided to not intervene. To let Astra have one last go at her old self because she was determined to take it all out of her until what remained in Astra was only servitude. Towards no God but towards Freyja.

"Freyja never said anything," Sven said, recovering from the shock. "Let's go home, you too Astra and we can inform the family about your decision."

The three of them left, Sven walking ahead when Freyja slowly asked.

"Do you realise the enormity of what you've just said and what you're about to say in front of my family? We aren't even signed up and what happens when we are not selected for something we haven't signed up for?"

"We are signed up AND selected. That is why I was making your favourite rice - to bring the news to you. I had signed up last year on a whim. I later wanted to remove our application but they told me once signed, I couldn't take it back. I have been having thoughts about it every now and then but I did not know what to do with this information. So I decided I will serve you rice and let you decide whether it was a good decision or bad one."

Astra made it a point to not look at her docile best friend of 19 years who had suddenly changed today. It was almost as if one look and she would melt - she was still slightly undecided on what was happening, what was about to happen and if she was even interested and acceptable of all this.

Freyja said nothing on the way back - leaving Astra wondering if she had fucked up or if they were really going to do this. Freyja had come up with a story before they had even left Astra's house. She was quickly learning in her head how cunning and vile she could be and wondered if she would have ever realised this side to herself had she not taken the decision to share her feelings with Astra today. A morning that had started with the plans of a soft love confession was very rapidly turning into a day of seduction and physicality.

Freyja's family members were all sitting together in a very chaotic discussion when the girls, following Sven, walked in. It seemed difficult to get everyone's attention and make them stop talking for a minute to share the news so Freyja simply climbed the table top in the centre of the room and yelled at the top of her lungs, "Astra and I are selected to join Aesirven."

The conversations around the table died in a split second. Her father spoke first.

"Surely you must be joking. Do you even know what it entails? The life you will have to lead? Heck, even we don't know what it entails."

Freyja had always seen, heard, felt and experienced that undernote of inferiority when her family interacted with her. It always made her feel she was beneath them. Well, women were considered beneath men, slaves to their whims and fancies but this was something entirely different. It was as if she was being told there was no place for her in their lives. And she had had enough of it which made it easier to come to a decision.

"Well, father dear," she said, her tone changing into something rather cold. She had decided to fuck it all to hell - she wasn't going to live with them any longer anyway.

"Well father dear, we had signed up for Aesirven last year. We have been selected and we will be joining together. But that shouldn't be the news to you. The news for you is that Astra and I will be joining as gemaecca."

A loud round of surprise went through the room. This was the biggest "fuck-you" she could've given them. Her uncle stammered as he spoke.

"Gemaecca? But you can be one only when you choose to be partners. And their definition of partners isn't the same as ours Frey. What... how.... Why..."

Astra looked at Freyja and servitude was joined by both submission and fear in her eyes. Freyja could see it and the moment she did, she knew she had made the right choice.

"It is already decided. There is nothing to discuss now. We are leaving to stay at Astra's place until either her family is back or we are called."

Freyja ended the conversation. Her family started speaking over each other, with questions. As always, Astra stepped forward to answer them but one look from Freyja had her stepping back. Freyja realised she was loving this new power dynamic between them. She looked at her and said, "Let's leave."

The girls quickly left the house, leaving the house in utter disarray and reached Astra's house. Astra walked straight into her bedroom, pacing around worried. She started speaking worriedly the moment they had left the house and won't stop speaking now. Freyja walked in behind her, locking all entrances to her house and the lights. She entered Astra's bedroom only to find her pacing and mumbling. She locked the door, closed all the windows and curtains and walked to her best friend.

SLAM!

She slapped Astra hard on her face. Astra turned to her furious, ready to bite her head off but one look at the anger on Freyja's face had her stopping and shrinking. She did not understand why her mind and body were suddenly reacting the way they did.

Freyja spoke quietly but with extreme calmness.

"Did I ask you to speak in front of my family? Did I ask you to give any explanations to them?"

Astra, too stunned to respond, only shook her head.

SLAM!

Another slap.

"Use your words pet!"

Astra had never seen or heard Freyja like this. Freyja was drowning in this new power in her hands. She had seen her future with Astra clearly before they had left the house earlier. The walk to that future was starting now.

"N.. N.. No," Astra stammered.

"Exactly. And you had the audacity to attempt to step in front of me and talk over me. This is not acceptable, pet. This deserves punishment."

Her serious face turned into a dangerous smile.

"Go to your bed and bend over it. Nothing except your palms should be touching the bed. Legs straight and wide apart"

Astra got up to follow the instructions that were laid for her without giving a single thought to the fact that there had been no discussions of what next. Her mind and body knew they had to follow what Freyja said.

She went to the bed and took the position that was asked of her. For a few minutes, there was nothing. And then Freyja's soft hands pushed her garb up, over her waist. They rubbed her cheeks softly for a minute. And then,

WHACK!

Astra jumped on her toes, the impact of the slap on her butts so strong.

"Pet, you will count for me. And with every count, you will say I am sorry. Let's start again, shall we?"

WHACK!

"One. I am sorry."

WHACK!

"Two. I am sorry."

This went on until they reached twenty. Freyja could see Astra was in pain but she could not stop spanking her - such was her enjoyment.

"Now pet, I am going to give you a special little treat," Freyja said as she rubbed the globes she had just reddened with her spanks. Her hand slowly moved to her pet's cunt and gently rubbed over.

"Already wet, are we? Good. This will be more fun."

WHACK!

Astra finally lost her control and moaned loudly as Freyja slapped her cunt, much harder than she had slapped her butt. Wet from all the spanking she had received, she could not control her moan.

Freyja bent over her, her chest now touching Freyja's back, her left hand toying with Astra's left nipple. She licked her ear and said, "You know what, you don't need to count anymore. That was punishment but this is treat for taking your punishment so well."

WHACK!

Another smack to her cunt. Sudden.

WHACK!

And another. And another. Until her cunt was slapped 10 times.

Astra lost it. She wanted relief. All the spanking had made her wet and ready to cum. All that was missing was that one final push to reach her climax. Freyja realised that too but she wanted her best friend, now her pet, to have no warning when she made her cum. Sudden. So that she could prove it to her that Freyja wasn't wrong in doing what she was doing, in her decision. That Freyja could see and recognise that need in Astra to be dominated, ravaged, used and controlled.

Freyja suddenly pushed Astra on the bed.

"Uh-oh! You were not supposed to touch the bed pet."

"But..."

"Shush! You're making the same mistake again. You need to be punished again for repeating your mistake and falling on the bed."

Before Astra could figure out anything, Freyja pulled her by the legs to the edge of the bed, kneeled in front of her, put both her legs on her shoulder and went for her feast.

At the first lick of her cunt, Astra could not control and tried to wriggle out of her reach. Freyja bit her thighs and looked up.

"No movement until I say pet. Or you won't get the relief you are so desperate for."

That made Astra stop. Freyja went in again, lapping at her pet's very wet cunt from base to the top. Once, twice, thrice. She nibbled at her lips and her tongue played with the clit. She continued her ministrations for almost 2 minutes when she could feel how close Astra was to cumming. She was rubbing her cunt on Freyja's face, desperate for some hard friction. Desperate for release.

Taking pity on her new pet, Freyja lapped at her cunt again and plunged both her index and middle fingers in her cunt together in one go, with enough force that Astra cried out loud as she came.