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Ensnaring Lilly Ch 07

Ensnaring Lilly Ch 07

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IN THIS CHAPTER: Lilly awakes to a world without Sebastian or Jennifer. An email sends Lilly back to the Tallenger estate. Lilly is startled by the payment terms in the contract she signed and is desperate for a renegotiation. Lilly begs Rebecca to touch her special place. Rebecca introduces Lilly to Hanna and is aroused by Mistress Tallenger's total domination of the younger girl.

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​Sleep had not come easily. Lilly spent most of the night crying over what had happened with Sebastian. Worse, she had no one to blame but herself. He was a good man who had believed in her, loaning her money to help get her business off the ground. Supportive even when she felt like the world was crashing down around her, Sebastian had offered a shoulder to lean on.

He was also an extraordinary lover who always placed her pleasure first. His relationship with Jennifer was a special one and Lilly thought he was a terrific father. While she knew he wasn't going to be the man she married, Sebastian had shown her qualities she'd not seen before in a potential suitor and Lilly anticipated their relationship lasting longer than the year it had before she destroyed it.

She hadn't meant to become sexually involved with his daughter, but it had happened and when that relationship got going, Lilly did nothing to stop it. She and Jennifer were extremely careful about any display of real intimacy when they were around Sebastian and Lilly never really considered that they might get caught.

Like many young women who are close friends, they hugged and sometimes held hands, with maybe an occasional kiss on the cheek. But their lovemaking generally happened when he was spending time with his wife, Tina. Which was why Jennifer had shown up at her door last night.

Neither of them thought Sebastian would come by Lilly's apartment unannounced. When he was with Tina, he was generally not available for at least 24 hours, sometimes longer. Lilly knew of his ongoing sexual relationship with Jennifer's mother and had no problem with it. Tina was beautiful and Sebastian was still attracted to her. She had learned long ago that jealousy had no place when it came to physical pleasure.

She had never given Seb a key to her apartment, just as he had never given her a key to his place; they respected each other's privacy; neither tried to exert control over the other. They lived separate lives that were made better when they spent time together. They gave each other space.

Control.

At that moment, the illicit images from last night came flooding back: The examination of her naked body and subsequent fondling by her employer, being commanded to stand still in front of the guests while Rebecca fingered fucked her and, finally, being compelled to work with her breasts exposed. The last act; Hanna being held captive atop the billiards table as she was forcibly disrobed and penetrated with a pool cue had been the culminating event, and Lilly realized every incident involved Rebecca exerting control over someone else.

Helplessness, exposure and supplication; they were all words Lilly understood deeply. She had embraced them wholeheartedly while spending time with the Vatspalts. Lilly moaned when she realized how aroused she had been the entire night.

Had she not been so turned on while working for Rebecca, Lilly wouldn't have convinced Jennifer to tie her to the table. And had that not happened, all Seb would have discovered was them sleeping in Lilly's bed. Even if they had both been nude, it was unlikely he would have suspected anything.

She and Jennifer usually showered together at his place following their waxing appointments. Jennifer was comfortable being naked in front of her father and had once told Lilly, "He's my dad. He could care less." And after watching Sebastian when Jennifer was naked around him, she came to the same conclusion. He seemed completely disinterested. Lilly also noticed the practice of mutual nudity didn't go both ways. Sebastian always had something on, even if it was just a pair of briefs, when he was around his daughter.

After showering, the girls would pile into Jennifer's single bed and Seb would tuck them in, giving his daughter a kiss on the cheek and Lilly a polite peck on the lips. The narrow mattress forced their naked bodies to spoon beneath the covers. Seb always left the door to Jennifer's room open and they never fooled around.

He didn't know this, but what kept them from playing with each other was that their freshly waxed girl-parts were tender. Touching each other down there wasn't pleasant. Regardless, he never questioned them about sharing a bed. Lilly had even napped with them on his large king-sized bed several times. Although in those instances, Lilly was always placed between them and even if the girls were nude, Sebastian wore sleeping shorts or underwear. He never tried fooling around with Lilly when Jennifer was in bed with them.

One afternoon while sandwiched between them, as Jennifer slept, Lilly slid her hand into Sebastian's shorts. He tugged her hand away but she persisted and tried again. Gripping his soft cock and gently squeezing, Lilly blew a hot breath on the back of his neck as she ran her thumb around the head. "Just be quiet, baby. Let me take care of you," she whispered close to his ear. He was hard in only a few seconds.

Slowly stroking his rapier for some time, she fiddled with the tip; rolling and lightly pinching it until he came. Aside from feeling him tense as he released his man-milk, he lay completely still and didn't make a sound. A few moments later, while Lilly licked her fingers clean, he quietly crept to the bathroom, changed his shorts and came back to bed. Later that evening he asked that she not do that when Jennifer was in bed with them. He didn't look happy and Lilly apologized.

While Lilly generally considered herself to be straight (and enjoyed making love with men), she also craved having sex with women. Jennifer, it turned out, was like-minded in that regard.

Lilly didn't know this about Sebastian's daughter at first. Likewise, Jennifer wasn't aware of Lilly's interest in women. They shared Sebastian as girlfriend and daughter and quickly became friends. Lilly realized this closeness may have been connected to their similar ages. At 24, Lilly still remembered what 18 was like and they shared many common interests.

Sebastian had been nervous about introducing Lilly to Jennifer for fear that his daughter would not appreciate him dating a much younger woman. But Jennifer was mature for her age and had met many of her father's love interests over the years. Perhaps Jennifer sensed something about Lilly that drew her closer.

As she lay in bed in her apartment, Lilly wondered if some girls gave off a kind of invisible aura that attracted them to each other. If not an actual spectrum, then tiny signs that they both were attuned to. Signs that Sebastian either didn't see or ignored.

Whatever it was, it didn't matter now. She had never seen the man so upset and it was easy to understand why he felt betrayed. And while Jennifer was an adult, she relied on her parents for everything. Splitting her time living between her father's place and her mother's, Jennifer wasn't financially secure. She was also obedient and respectful of her mom and dad. She was a good girl who was never going to stand up to Sebastian and simply refuse to leave when he caught them. Sighing, Lilly realized it was of no consequence. She doubted she would ever see him or Jennifer again.

Then she thought about the money she owed him. Although nowhere near as wealthy as Rebecca Tallenger, Sebastian probably had enough money that he could easily walk away from the $25,000 Lilly owed him. But that didn't matter. She wasn't a freeloader and was determined to pay him back.

But the payment plan to Sebastian was nothing compared to what she owed on the other small business and student loans. With Seb it was an automatic electronic transfer of $1,000 a month. Combined with the others, it came to nearly $5,000 a month and currently her bank account wasn't even halfway there. She groaned, turned over, and buried her face in the pillow. More tears came and her stomach tightened. She had every intention of getting out from beneath it all financially but couldn't see how to do it quickly.

It was then that Lilly thought about the $15,000 she would earn from the party at Mistress Tallenger's estate. She couldn't give it all to Sebastian. But, perhaps, if she gave him the minimum it would be enough to show her good faith in repaying the debt. It was also possible such a gesture would reopen communication between them. But how would that go? If he would take her, Lilly would run back into his arms. On the other hand, where would that leave her relationship with Jennifer? No matter how she turned it around, there didn't seem to be any way to fix it.

"Well, I won't know until I do something," she said as she rolled out of bed. The room was cool on her bare skin and her nipples pricked. Even the wood floor felt cold, but she didn't see her socks anywhere. Then she spied the four ropes laying around the dining table legs, quickly scooped them up and tossed them under the sink. They made her sick to her stomach as last night came flooding back. She was standing by the door and imagined Sebastian's view when he entered.

Lilly saw herself tied to the table, her legs splayed. Jennifer was riding her face backward while plunging the marble pestle between Lilly's straining feminine folds. Claire stirred and Lilly whimpered. Thinking about it was a turn-on despite what had happened. Her hand slid to her special place as she looked at the pestle. Hefting it off the floor, its surface was caked with a thin layer of her dried feminine extract.

Lilly shivered and placed it in the sink before running hot water over it. Putting a pot of coffee on, she sat down at the desk and woke up the computer. She wanted to read the payment terms of her contract with Rebecca Tallenger. She never made it that far. Waiting at the top of her inbox was a new message from Rebecca. Clicking it open, she read:

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"Lilly, thank you again for the wonderful service last night. All of my guests enjoyed the food and the viewing of your body. While I find pubic hair detestable on my pets, your pussy was nonetheless acceptable."

Lilly slapped her hand on the desk. "Pet! Acceptable! Fuck you, bitch!" Claire drooled a warm dollop of feminine syrup over her butthole and then onto the chair. She quivered, dug a finger beneath the hood of her clit and rolled the little bud against her pubic bone. Why was she so aroused by Rebecca's words?

The note continued: "I noticed you left your knives in the kitchen. They look expensive and I'm sure you want them back."

Expensive was right. They had set her parents back nearly $3,000 and were a vital tool of her trade. They were too expensive to simply walk away from.

"You will retrieve them today, arriving promptly at 2:30 this afternoon."

Rebecca's air of superiority rang through long after Lilly's work for the client had concluded. "This woman thinks she controls everything," Lilly said to the empty room. Then her tummy fluttered and she hiccuped. Looking between her thighs, her finger was shiny and Claire's billows glistened, the lips of her sex parted like a tiny pink flower. Pulling her hand away, she closed her legs and kept reading.

"You are to wear a skirt cut no less than 6-inches above the knees and a blouse with buttons down the front. You will not wear a bra or panties and you will shave that hairy cunt of yours prior to your arrival. You will submit to my inspection.-Mistress Tallenger."

The tone of the email was incredulous. Flipping her middle finger at the screen, Lilly muttered, "Everything that happened last night was because of you. You can go fuck yourself, lady."

Standing, she stretched and turned in a circle. The smallness of the apartment was suddenly depressing. She took a step back toward the bed and saw something beneath it. New tears brimmed as she plucked Jennifer's panties from the floor. Pressing them to her face, she inhaled.

"God damnit. I really fucked that up." Pulling the panties on, she imagined Jennifer's pussy smooshed against the mesh. It was probably as close as she would ever get to the girl again. Crawling back beneath the covers, she cried some more while masturbating to thoughts of having sex with Seb and Jennifer at the same time. She finally fell asleep, her cheeks damp and with her fingers stuffed inside her special place.

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​Arriving at the estate at 2:45, Lilly turned off the van and it sputtered heavily before finally gasping and going still. Rebecca Tallenger was riding across the grass on a giant honey-colored stallion. She was dressed in knee-length black leather boots, tight mocha-colored suede riding slacks and a crisp white button-down shirt that clung to her figure. It was obvious she was braless as her breasts bounced freely and her sharp nipples stood erect. Lilly once again admired the woman's firm, round bottom as Rebecca dismounted and gave the reins and her velvet domed helmet to a waiting stable hand. She twirled a braided leather riding crop around her fingers as she approached.

"You've come for your knives," she said. "You're late." Rebecca looked her over and frowned. A shot of nervous adrenaline filled Lilly's tummy. Aside from being late (she had overslept), she had not followed Rebecca's instructions on what to wear.

To spite the woman, Lilly had dug deep in her dresser to find clothes she hadn't worn since high school. The bulky, loose-fitting, high-waisted "mom" jeans and a sweatshirt could not have been less flattering. She sure as hell had not shaved her pubic hair. In fact, she hadn't even showered before leaving her apartment. She had no makeup on and hadn't even bothered to slather deodorant in her armpits. She was still wearing Jennifer's panties and had also worn a bra. She had intentionally been defiant and felt good about it as she left her apartment. She just hadn't anticipated Rebecca's glower and the overwhelming docility she felt. The woman's dominant nature was like nothing Lilly had experienced before.

Her special place stirred.

Gathering her nerves, Lilly followed Rebecca through the huge front doors, down the broad hall and into the salon. A massive wood bar ran across the length of the floor-to-ceiling windows and stools stood in front to face the view.

The wood paneling and dark wallpaper made the room feel small and secluded despite its large proportions. The windows were open and a light breeze coming up from the lake blew the long, white curtains lazily. The pool table sat in the center of the room.

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She watched quietly as Rebecca placed the riding crop on the bar and mixed two drinks. "I see you didn't obey my instructions." She walked back to where Lilly was standing and handed her a drink. "I told you to wear a skirt and a shirt with buttons down the front."

Lilly's heart thumped hard and her palms were suddenly moist. But she found her resolve. "I wore this instead." She tried to put some defiance in her tone.

Taking a step closer, Rebecca's voice was like ice. "I thought I made it very clear that you are to refer to me as Mistress."

In one sentence, Rebecca held sway and Lilly looked down. Tucking some hair behind an ear and clearing her throat, she said, "I, um, that was last night."

"How has anything changed?"

"Um..."

"Don't 'um' me, young lady. You sound stupid." Invading Lilly's personal space, Rebecca said, "You're in my house, aren't you?"

"Ye...yes."

"What did I tell you to call me in my home?"

Lilly didn't answer before Rebecca snatched up the crop and slapped it hard on the bar top, landing just an inch from Lilly's hand. Lilly jumped and squeaked, her drink nearly spilling. "Mistress! Mistress Tallenger!" Shying away from the crop, she whispered, I'm...I'm sorry."

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Rebecca smiled. "That's my good girl."

Lilly's response was automatic, "Thank you, Mistress."

"Do you see how it is when you obey? It's better, correct?"

"Yes, Mistress."

"Lilly, honey, why did you disobey?" Rebecca's tone was soft, motherly.

There was nothing but the truth to share. In a small voice, Lilly admitted, "Because I wanted to." Then she leaned away, afraid the crop might be used to strike her. When that didn't happen, she found a little more confidence. "The party is over. I...I don't work for you any longer."

Rebecca only smiled. "Is that so?"

The questioning tone in Rebecca's voice gave Lilly pause. She finally said, "You hired me for the party."

"That's true."

Some confidence was returning. "Well, the party ended and I'm here to pick up my knives."

"Oh yes, your knives." Her tone changed instantly. It was light and affable. "Let me get those for you. Stay here."

Rebecca quickly left the room and Lilly's eyes fell to the crop. It was black and the braided leather stalk was contoured at one end for the hand and the other formed a flat square. It was marked and worn and Lilly felt bad for Rebecca's horses. For a fleeting instant, she wondered how the crop would feel against her bare bottom. Shivering, she looked away from it.

Scanning the room, her eyes landed on the pool table. She imagined Hanna being held down by the other women as the men began selecting their cue sticks. She could feel the warm dampness between her legs and was thankful for the thick jeans she had worn.

"I'm surprised you left them," Rebecca said as she returned to the salon. The metal valise she carried held Lilly's knives and Rebecca set them on the bar.

"I must have forgotten them when you showed me out," Lilly said. When Rebecca all but pushed her out the back door, Lilly could hear Hanna's plaintive cries coming from this room. Eyeing the rack of wood pool cues hanging on the wall, Lilly wondered how many had been used on the poor girl.

"Perhaps you left them on purpose." Rebecca raised an eyebrow.

Lilly hadn't considered that. There was no doubt she had been highly aroused the entire time she spent in Rebecca's home. But to purposely leave her expensive knives as a kind of excuse to return didn't seem likely. Or did it? Lilly wasn't sure.

Not knowing how to respond, she said, "Thank you for letting me know you had them. They were given to me by my parents when I graduated culinary school."

Rebecca didn't seem to care about the origin of Lilly's knives. She smiled. "They actually came in handy. We used them to cut Hanna's clothes off."

"Mistress Tallenger..."

Rebecca waved her hand. "It doesn't matter."

While keenly interested in Hanna's story, Lilly didn't let on. She had other matters to attend to. She asked, "As long as I'm here, can I get the check for last night?" The sooner she could leave this place, the better.

Rebecca said, "As the contract stated, I have 90 days to pay."

Lilly had never read that detail. "Oh." In a month she would be bankrupt. She couldn't wait 90 days.

"Besides, my esquire will mail the check to you. I don't handle my banking affairs."

"I understand about the payment schedule," Lilly said, "but if I could get it sooner than 90 days, I would really appreciate it."

"Then you should not have signed the contract," Rebecca said. She had made another drink and handed Lilly the glass. "I would have been happy to consider any suggested changes you proposed."

When the contract landed in her in-box, Lilly had been so excited for the work that she breezed through the 30-page document, hardly glancing at any of the verbiage before signing it and sending it by email to Rebecca's attorney. Now she was kicking herself for being so foolish. She tried a more direct approach.

"Mistress Tallenger, I am in a lot of debt. I really can't wait 90 days for payment."

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