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(Mistress Calista is twenty-five, has dark brown hair, green eyes, is five feet four inches tall, weighs one hundred twenty pounds, has barely thirty four B little titties, hard erect nipples, shaved pussy, long clit and a tight firm ass)
Calista pulled into her drive way and drove to the front entrance of her Great House. She had just dinned with a Dom, Master Cosmo, who had given her an enigma to dwell upon. Master Cosmo's female submissive had a young daughter who was nineteen years old and a virgin. The young woman had insisted that the Dom also train her as well as her mother. Apparently the daughter had secretly viewed sessions between her Mother and Master Cosmo. The obvious pleasure that her mother derived from the sessions had made the daughter want to participate too, but only…as a virgin.
The Dom was in a quandary as to what to do. His submissive chose to abide by her Master's decision in the matter, hence avoiding any responsibility. The young woman's charms were enchanting and he was eager to possess the young woman, but her insistence that she remain a virgin baffled him. He had a personal rule about virgins and refused to deflower them regardless of circumstances. Cosmo had called Calista for some guidance, which he sought when he took her to dinner at a posh restaurant. He had brought his submissive along hoping that she might provide an opinion as to what to do. Unfortunately, Cosmo had done his work too well and she only said that she would abide by his decision in the matter.
Calista was partly annoyed that she had been made a part of Cosmo's problem, but also flattered that he wanted her help to solve it. Her pride and professionalism was challenged by the quandary and she eagerly threw herself into resolving the issue. She was a bit upset with herself too, for thinking about the situation as an issue. After all, a young woman's most valuable treasure is her virginity and that is not an issue. Treating the circumstance cavalierly was beneath her as a woman and as a professional Dominatrix. Calista spent the rest of the evening mentally wrestling with the dilemma. What to do…what to do, whatever it was, it had to be the right thing to do.
It was late when Calista finally gave up for the night and went to bed. Perhaps a good nights sleep would bring a new perspective and, hopefully, a proper solution. Sleep eluded her all night. She tossed and turned most of the night, waking up frequently with the young woman on her mind. The short bouts of sleep she was able to get were filled with bad dreams about the girl and always ended with the girl crying inconsolably about loosing her virginity. The clock read six thirty am and Calista decided to forget about sleeping.
She arose from bed and her maid, Beth, quickly stirred from her own bed to run into Calista's bedroom to help her Mistress. The slave girl drew Calista's bath in the great tub and helped her Mistress into the warm scented waters. Beth joined Calista in the tub to bathe and pamper her. She shaved Calista's mons, underarms and any other areas of unwanted hair, pronouncing her Mistress's bath as complete. The slave girl dried her Mistress's body and hair, brushing the latter to a glowing sheen. A hint of makeup for Calista ended the morning preparation and Beth scurried to fetch a cup of hot coffee for her Mistress.
Sipping the hot black coffee, Calista's mind returned to her dilemma once again. At breakfast she posed hypothetical questions to her staff, but to no avail. No one would offer any help, let alone a solution. Bruno had commented, 'That was why she was Mistress and they were submissives'. Calista jokingly threatened to whip him until he came up with 'the solution', and they both smiled at one another. Soon, Calista was dealing with her dilemma alone at the breakfast table. After pondering for nearly an hour, she decided that it might help if she met and interviewed the girl. She called Cosmo and set an early afternoon appointment for the girl.
"What is her name, Cosmo?" asked Calista.
"Virginia," he replied.
"Somehow, I'm not surprised," said Calista, thinking 'It figures', to herself. A virgin named Virginia. Shaking her head at the surprising coincidence, she hung up to resume trying to get some inspiration. "Blush! Damn it!" she raised her voice to Beth as the girl was trying to clear the breakfast table. The slave girl ran to the kitchen to pour a glass of wine and rush back to give it to her Mistress. Calista shook her head in near despair, realizing that it was only nine am and here she was, sipping wine. She put the wine glass down and sweetly asked Beth to return it to the kitchen, kissing the girls lips and fondling her erect nipple. Beth eagerly returned the kiss, blushed as her pussy moistened at Calista's touching of her nipple and took the wine to the kitchen.
Mistress Calista lay naked on her chaise lounge in the sunroom, soaking up the warm rays shining through the window on this very cold winter morning. Beth entered and kneeled at her feet to await any need of her Mistress. The dark haired slave girl was stunning. Calista envied how perfect the young woman's body appeared. Beth somehow realized that Mistress was examining her mentally and blushed, her pussy moistening. "Shall I worship your treasure, Ma'am?" she asked. Calista shook her head 'no', and smiled at her eager young slave girl. The two of them stayed in the sunroom through lunch as Beth waited to satisfy any wish and Calista struggled in deep thought.
