After dinner, Nina headed to one of the bedrooms to rest a few hours. Genevieve decided she would follow her shortly after.

Genevieve nocks on the door, feeling butterflies in her stomach. There is no answer. She nocks again. She waits. Finally Nina opens the door.

"Why'd you make me wait?" Genevieve asks.

"I didn't make you do anything. You chose to wait and see if I would open the door," Nina retorts.

"And you opened it," Genevieve points out with a lifted eyebrow. Nina looks at her feet, biting the inside of her cheek.

"We can't do this. Not now."

"Why not?"

"I just don't have the capacity to carry out a relationship. This is confusing, and my life is chaotic enough as it is," Nina says.

"Who said we have to have a committed relationship? What if we just enjoyed right now?"

"How will this make the others feel?"

"They don't have to know and we shouldn't be worried about what they would think anyway. Don't we deserve to be happy now?" Genevieve insists. Nina stutters over her words, failing to come up with anything to say. This is the first time that Genevieve has ever seen Nina flustered. "You can keep making excuses, but what good is that really going to do you?" Nina looks back up at Genevieve, analyzing her face. Then, she grabs Genevieve's face and fusses her lips to hers.  Genevieve leans into the kiss, moving her hands around Nina's hips. The two breathe deeply together. Genevieve's hand slides under Nina's shirt. She feels a sudden pinch on her lower lip as Nina lightly bits her lip. As their faces part, Genevieve sees a smirk cross Nina's face. 

"Oh, You're going to regret that," Genevieve warns.

"Is that so?" Nina tests. Genevieve grips Nina's hips and slams her against the wall, knocking the breath out of her. As she gasps for air, Genevieve pulls off her t-shirt, leaving Nina only in her sports bra. She grabs her wrists, pinning her to the wall as she pushed her lips against hers. Genevieve's hands trail slowly down Nina's arms, touching her shoulders, then moving on down her sides. Genevieve feels around Nina's subtle curves until she finally finds her waistband. Still using her mouth to keep Nina's head against the wall, her hands works their way to the front of her shorts and begin undoing the buttons. She digs her fingers deep inside the shorts as she pulls them down, revealing black underwear beneath them.

"There's a lot of undressing me and no undressing you. What's the matter?" Nina teases while Genevieve tries to kiss her to shut her up. Nina sneaks her hands inside of Genevieve's shirt and pulls it off.

"Now who gave you permission to do that, Nina?" Genevieve asks, regaining grips on her arms, holding them above her head. 

"What are you going to do about it huh?" She challenges. Genevieve squeezes her arms tighter, pushing her harder against the wall and getting right up in her face.

"Oh I'll tell you what I'm going to do," Genevieve whispers in her ear. "I'm going to make you scream loud enough for the whole compound to hear. You're going to beg and cry, and when I'm done with you, you won't be able to stand up and walk." Nina's eyes get wide with anticipation. "Oh, you're super wet for me right now, aren't you?" Nina has no response and her legs are visibly shaking. Genevieve throws Nina hard onto the bed, forcing a light grunt out of her. 

"What's your problem? Just throwing me around like that?" Nina spits out.

"It's time you behave," Genevieve says, pulling a rope out from underneath the bed. As Nina starts to sit up, she grabs her neck, forcing her back down. She makes her way to Nina's wrists and begins tying them together above her head. Nina puts up a struggle, trying to squirm her hands out, but Genevieve just makes the knots tighter.

"You better contain yourself because every time you move, I make these ropes tighter," Genevieve gently warns.

"Never," Nina continues resisting.

"I said, BEHAVE," Genevieve emphasizes harsher, giving the ropes a tug. She hears Nina groan at  the tug. "Now, I will loosen it a bit, just so that your blood can flow, but only of you stay perfectly still while I finish tying you up. Now, what do you say?" Nina Hesitates.

"Fine," she grumbles, and lays perfectly still while Genevieve finishes the knots. She can tell how much of a challenge it is for Nina to stay still by her shallow breathing. Genevieve ties the other end of the rope to a pole located behind the bed, keeping Nina restrained with her hands above her head. 

"What a well behaved little thing. You can move now," Genevieve rewards her. Nina is flustered but still manages to give Genevieve a sour look. As Genevieve slowly walks down the side on the bed, she runs a hand down Nina's body, until she reaches her hips. She climbs on the bed and straddles her. She rubs her hands up and down Nina's torso, making her release quiet moans. "Well that was easy, wasn't it?" Genevieve mocks. 

"This is your idea of punishment? It's shit," Nina criticizes. 

"You should really learn to shut your mouth Nina, because I can do whatever I want to you now," Genevieve cautions as one of her hands covers her mouth and the other drifts to her bra. She pulls one side of her bra up, revealing a round breast. She cups her hand around it and begins squeezing. Nina moves around a bit more while she gasps under Genevieve's hand. Genevieve can feel Nina's mouth move around under her palm and the deep breaths going in and out of her nose. Genevieve loves watching Nina loose control, because she knows that Nina has absolutely no idea what to do when she has no power over anybody. She removes her hand from Nina's mouth, but continues messaging her tits. "Were you saying something?" Genevieve inquires, then runs her tongue around her breasts, making it more challenging for Nina to respond. Nina gulps.

"You think you can run that pretty little tongue wherever you want. You're too much of a pussy to ever carry out any punishment aren't you?" Nina antagonizes. Genevieve smirks as she pulls Nina's bra back down.  She grabs Nina's face in one hand, pulling her head off the mattress.

"Oh, we've only just begun," Genevieve says softly in Nina's ear. She kisses her forehead, then throws her back onto the mattress. Genevieve reaches under the bed once more and pulls out a small duffle bag.

"What is that?" Nina inquires.

"It's a little surprise for later," Genevieve says, putting the bag to the side. She dismounts Nina and moves to the end of the bed. She pulls Nina's underwear off and throws them on the floor. "Spread your legs," she demands.

"Or what?" Nina retorts pulling her legs together tighter.

"Or I'll make you spread them." Nina scoffs but complies, slowly moving her legs apart. Genevieve looses patients with how slowly she carries out the order, so she grabs her thighs and force them apart. "Now you just stay very still, ok?" Genevieve teases, because she know Nina won't be able to. She strokes Nina's vulva, slowly making her way to her clitoris. "Are you nervous about what I'll do to you?"

"No!" Nina argues, but her voice is shaky. Genevieve nudges Nina's legs farther apart so she can work with both hands. While she tickles Nina's clit with one hand, she uses her other hand to push two fingers up her vagina. Nina gasps. 

"You really like that don't you?" Genevieve points out as she digs her fingers deeper, still messaging her clitoris. Nina convulses and squirms. "I told you to stay still, don't make me loose my patience." Nina forces herself still. In efforts to make it as difficult for Nina to stay still as possible, Genevieve pushes her fingers around inside her vagina, moving in and out, all while stimulating her clit ever harder. Nina moans loudly and convulses despite trying her best not to. "What did I say about not moving?" Nina has tears running down her cheeks.

"I'm trying! I'm trying!" Nina cries.

"I know, it's very cute," Genevieve teases as she continues. She pulls her fingers out of Nina's pussy, causing her to grunt. She can feel Nina's legs shaking uncontrollably.

"Is that all of my punishment?" Nina asks.

"Are you still able to talk?"

"I don't know, isn't that what I just did?"

"Then I'm not done with you yet," Genevieve says.

"Where are you going?" Nina asks with worry in her voice. 

"To get ready." Genevieve walks into the bathroom attached to the room. She opens the duffle bag a pulls out a strap-on. She removes her shorts so she can put it on over her panties. When she returns to Nina, her jaw drops and she practically starts drooling.

"What do you need that for? Your fingers not enough?"

"I told you you wont be able to stand up and walk when I'm finished. I'll be able to destroy you much more efficiently this way." She struts over to Nina, who's still tied up on the bed. She runs a hand down her cheek but she bits her hand. "Well you're a vicious little thing aren't you?" Genevieve straddles Nina over her hips. "Spread your legs. And I will allow you to move if you ask for permission, so?" Genevieve proposes. Nina rolls her eyes.

"Can I please be allowed to move?" She requests reluctantly.

"I'll allow it, so long as you move your legs apart." Nina shamefully separates her legs a bit. "Farther," Genevieve requests. Nina moves her legs a bit more. "I want your feet at the edges of the mattress." She notices Nina's utter humiliation as she moves her legs all the way apart. "Good." Genevieve feels around Nina's vulva until she finds the vagina. She plunges the dick directly into her pussy. Nina moans loudly. Genevieve puts her hands on Nina's waist and pulls her closer, forcing the dick deeper into her. Nina yells and puts pressure on the ropes holding her wrists. Genevieve grinds on her hard, keeping grips on her waist. Nina lets out consistent moans, trying to suppress her screams. "Common Nina, I know you can be louder. I wanna hear you scream," Genevieve demands. Nina can't form words to respond, she just whimpers. Genevieve grinds even harder, using more force than ever to push Nina into it. Nina screams at the top of her lungs, followed by the most intense moaning yet. "Good girl," Genevieve rewards as she continues pounding her. "The noises you make are fantastic." Genevieve tightens her hold on Nina's hips and gives her a hard pull. She yells and squirms. She gives her another hard pull. And another. And another. Until, Nina, a famously unemotional assassin, is crying and moaning uncontrollably. "Not so tough now are you?" Genevieve pulls out, leaving Nina panting and crying. "How's my girl?" Genevieve asks, brushing a hand across Nina's cheek. Despite the mess that Nina is, she manages to form words.

"I'm great," she mumbles through her gasps.

"But you can still speak, you don't give in easy, do you?" Genevieve grins. Nina shakes her head no. "Well then, it's time out for you." Genevieve leaves Nina tied up as she returns to the bathroom to remove her strap-on and replace her shorts. She brings back with her, a remote controlled vibrator. Nina says nothing but wears a face of excitement.

She removes Nina's tied hands from the pole behind the bed and drags her over to another pole in the corner of the room. She re-ties her so she's standing up, though her legs are shaking. "You can kneel once I finish putting this in you. Separate your legs," She demands. Nina, vulnerable and shameful, moves her legs apart. She almost collapses when Genevieve shoves the rod of the vibrator up her pussy. When Genevieve finishes, Nina sinks down to a kneel, unable to stand. "Now, look down at the ground or I turn this on." Genevieve threatens, seductively holding the remote in front of her. Nina disobeys and maintains eye contact. Genevieve shrugs and presses the first button on the remote. Nina groans but continues staring at Genevieve. "This will be a lot easier for you if you behave," she tempts pressing the next button on the remote. She can see Nina getting teary eyed again but she stubbornly stares back up at Genevieve's eyes. 

"You can't make me look away," Nina challenges.

"Oh yes I can," Genevieve says, a smile spreading across her face. She presses a few buttons on the remote, significantly increasing the power of the vibrator inside of Nina. She reacts immediately with moans and cries and looks down at the floor. "I better hear you the whole time, or I'll give you a reason to scream." She walks away from Nina and sits on the bed. Genevieve likes seeing her little slut tied up, moaning uncontrollably. Anytime Nina seemed to quiet down, Genevieve pressed another button on the remote, causing Nina to convulse and moan uncontrollably . She never thought before that Nina could whine the way she did, so Genevieve just sat there, watching Nina squirm and listening to her cry.

It has been almost 20 minutes of Genevieve watching Nina come over and over again. Nina has at this point devolved into an immobile, whimpering mess. Genevieve pulls the vibrator out of Nina and unties her. 

"I told you you would cry and not be able to walk," She whispers sweetly in Nina's ear. "You did good." Nina lays, crying and gasping on the ground. Genevieve picks up her light body and carries her to the bed. She take off Nina's bra and the remainder of her own clothes. The two crawl under the covers, their naked bodies touching. Genevieve moves a curl off of Nina's face and behind her ear. Nina looks back at her, with a look Genevieve never thought she could make. It was sweet and loving, so contrary to her day to day hostility.

"This was fun," Nina whispers, no longer crying. 

"Yeah, you're beautiful you know," Genevieve whispers back.

"I know."

Genevieve rotates Nina's body around so she is facing away from her. She wraps her arms around her body, fitting their bodies together so that they spoon. She focuses on Nina's breathing and matches it. The two sink to each other as if they are one entity, falling asleep.