Untying the Knot: Ally's Story
Copyright© 2026 by FyreFoss88
Chapter 14: Kissed
Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 14: Kissed - A promiscuous young woman is committed to a controversial sex addiction clinic where she must contend with both the staff and patients (or should that be ‘inmates’?). Untying the Knot is an examination of erotica, submission, and the terrible things people do to each other when seeking meaning in their lives and in their actions; both at a personal and institutional level.
Caution: This Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa Mult Blackmail Coercion Consensual NonConsensual Reluctant Slavery Lesbian BiSexual Heterosexual Fiction Cheating Cuckold Sharing BDSM DomSub MaleDom FemaleDom Humiliation Light Bond Rough Sadistic Spanking Torture Gang Bang Group Sex Anal Sex Analingus Cream Pie Double Penetration Enema Exhibitionism Fisting Flatulence Massage Masturbation Oral Sex Petting Sex Toys Spitting Squirting Voyeurism Water Sports Public Sex Cat-Fighting Revenge Violence
I woke to Trix brushing her teeth.
Get up, she said as she emptied her mouth.
She rinsed as I climbed down from the top bunk.
She wiped her face, pulled her dress up over her head and climbed back onto the bed. She scooted her butt right to the edge and spread her legs wide in a v-shape and hooked her toes in the slats of my bunk.
“Ass,” she said.
I dropped without a word and buried my tongue into her hole. My nose was in her cunt and I was instantly drunk on her smell. Her ring closed and opened around my tongue as she beat at her big juicy clit with her hand. Using both my hands I spread her cheeks so wide that both her cunt and ass were pulled open a little. I jammed my tongue up inside her back passage and my nose slid into her pussy.
Yes ... yes ... that’s it.
She came quickly and loudly.
Good girl, she said, over and over. Good girl! Eat my fucking hole.
She contracted, and then went limp. She lay there panting for what felt like half a second before she sprang up, pushed me back onto the floor and climbed on top of me. Her tits mashed into mine and our legs spidered around each other.
With a hand in my hair and an elbow pinning down my shoulder she kissed me in deep, greedy gulps. Her tongue ran over mine, along my teeth and on the outside of my face as we lost sync with each other in our lust and greed.
She squeezed my cheeks with her hand and spat into my open mouth and moved back in for more so fast it was as if she was chasing it down. I swapped her spit back into her mouth as I pushed my tongue in as best I could.
Like lightning she was off me. She shuffled her knees up and lowered her cunt onto my face. I had never known her so wet. She rode my face, covering me in her juices from neck to forehead. I struggled to breathe as she pushed her cunt onto me. Her jittery movements betrayed her impending climax and she fell to nothing, bucking her cunt on my mouth and nose as she convulsed to orgasm.
She got up and paced the room. I watched her go from my splayed position on the floor.
Help me get dressed, she said after a few minutes.
I dressed her and then myself before clearing up a bit. I was washing my face by the sink when the latch went.
Trix, you have Emma this morning, followed by a mindfulness session, the warden explained as we walked, and Ally you have sports.
Sports? I asked.
Yep, three times a week, an hour a time, he said as if he had answered the same question half a hundred times, gotta fill that time now Linda’s moved on, you’re not a newbie anymore, girl.
She’s a veteran now, Trix said with a smile.
Look on the bright side, the warden said, you’ve got Emma this afternoon too, so at least you can both spill your deepest secrets today, eh? Maybe you can all sleep a little sounder in dorm 4A tonight.
For some reason, Trix didn’t seem to like this statement. Her face was blank, and she didn’t acknowledge me when I waved goodbye.
Today’s sport was tennis. To my dismay I got paired with one of Lena’s girls and we were against two of the Hispanic dudes from the dismantled porno studio.
The guys greeted us warmly.
You’re lucky there’s a net between us or both of you dyke bitches would be getting double teamed!
Enough, Gutierrez, shouted a tired male warden.
Naw, look at her, he pointed his racket at me, the skinny one right there is fixin’ to be fucked in all three holes, deny me that, Mr. White.
Deny me the pleasure of referring you to the head warden for punishment, the warden retorted.
The man named Gutierrez turned away, shaking his head. He flexed his tattooed arms.
We gonna play this fuckin’ game or what? The other Hispanic guy asked.
The two guys dominated us at tennis, as they no doubt would have dominated us in any other aspect of life.
As the match went on, Gutierrez took off his vest and watching him move with his muscles glistening with sweat proved to me that I wasn’t quite as gay as I had been feeling for the past week.
After the match, us girls freshened up in the shower room before lunch. The guys just wiped their foreheads in their tank tops and called it a day.
Y’know, the girl on my team said, Lena’s gonna come for you and Trix. You do realize that, right?
I sat there, nude from the waist up, dabbing my sweaty body with a towel, on account that we weren’t allowed to shower.
Please, I replied, if she even looks at us the wrong way, Trix will split her melon open a second time. Pipe down.
Think what you like, she said as she scooped her hair back into a pony tail.
I don’t even know your name, I said, and I don’t want to know it. Just leave us alone.
She had dressed before me and came over to be closer to me. I clammed up and withdrew into myself.
And I want nothing to do with Trix’s sad little cunt eating bitch, she snarled, even if she does have pretty little tits.
I covered myself with my hands.
You’re not a real dyke, she said, you’re just an opportunist little worm who found herself a mommy. Anyone can eat a cunt if it benefits them, but you’ve picked the wrong side, little girl.
You don’t know me, I said, but my voice felt small.
Oh, I do - I can see right through you, believe me, she said, because I’m just like you. I just picked the right side.
I felt anger rising in my chest. I had an overwhelming urge to push her, but I resisted. I’d just have to wait until I could tell Trix about this bitch and then she would deal with her. That was our arrangement, right? She was supposed to protect me from these people.
I pulled on my tank and walked out of there. The warden took us to the main hall where pasta was being served in little boxes for lunch. I could see Trix at the other side of the hall with a few of the people she had been paired with for today, but she didn’t look up from her bowl.
After lunch, I was taken to Emma. She looked even more beautiful today.
How are you, Ally?
Y’know what? All things considered, I’m doing pretty good today, I said.
Emma smiled.
That’s wonderful, Ally, and why do you think that is? Are you making progress with Renew’s programs?
Renew’s program seems to have been replaced with tennis, I joked.
It’s important to keep the body active and physical, Emma declared with the air of a teacher.
I thought about all the sex I had been having, and I smiled.
How was tennis? Emma asked.
Awful, I said.
Why? She inquired.
We went against some of the dudes from that porno company the feds shut down, I said.
She smiled weakly.
I know all of them quite well at this point, she sighed, they all have such a violent misogyny baked into them at such a granular level; it really is quite shocking. As you can imagine, their collective progress here is slow.
I shrugged. I didn’t really care about those guys at all, although Gutierrez was hot.
You said we, Emma continued, who was on your team?
One of Lena’s dykes, I don’t know, that horrible girl with the ponytail.
Emma thought for a second.
Cara? She asked.
I don’t know, and I don’t want to know, I said.
Has something happened with these women? Emma asked. Does this have anything to do with Lena’s accident?
Nah, I said, perhaps a little too casually.
She regarded me closely and studied my reaction. I thought she was about to press me but instead she moved on.
Let’s talk about your progress here at Renew, she said as she turned the pages of her notes, in your final session with Linda, which focused on lessons from the past, you said that you found true value and meaning in submission. Let’s talk about that.
I wanted to crawl on my knees to her and let her use me as a footstool.
Yes, sure, let’s talk about that, I said.
I’ve highlighted this because last time you were here you made it very clear to me that you take a submissive role in sexual activity, Emma said, so what value is it that you find in being submissive, Ally? Outside of perhaps the immediate sexual pleasure it brings you, how does it feel for you?
I found that a much harder thing to answer than I could have thought.
It’s like I have a knot in my chest, right here, I said as I placed my hand between my tits, and when I’m submitting myself or told what to do, that knot loosens a bit. Then it slides down here.
I touched beneath my belly button, but didn’t want to push it any further than that.
But the knot always comes back, I said.
Emma listened intently.
Have you ever spoken to a doctor about anxiety or depression? She asked.
I raised my eyebrows.
No, I said, what’s that got to do with anything?
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