CHAPTER 6
Rousing slowly with hips rocking, her breath came in ragged gasps as she captured the head between her legs before opening her eyes. Being fully aroused, her hips worked under her vagina's command. Rising to her pleasure, she released the orgasm from her mouth as pleasure took her mind. The pleasure was intense, but her arousal remained in full control of her hips driving her mind to passion, she was ready for more.
Rising up onto her feet brightly, Ellen's voice was just as bright. "Get up lazy head. Your mistress is waiting."
Waking up fully at the sounds Ellen's words, a bright smile was on her face as she walked to the bathroom. Her voice was also smiling when she spoke. "Is that the proper way to address your mistress?"
"A happy wake up brightens the whole day. My last mistress taught me that. Right after she taught me how to kiss."
As Ellen went to the tub to start the bath, she took care of her morning ritual. It didn't seem any different, than any other morning, although she thought somehow it should. Smiling as she worked, Ellen bathed, dried and then dressed her. The only part of the dressing Lacy had, was picking out her clothes, and buckling Ellen's heels.
Entering the kitchen nook with Ellen in close attendance, she knelt before Marie, lowered her head, licking each of her heels before kissing them. With a broad smile on her face, she knelt up catching her eyes then bowed her head, with Ellen kneeling next to her; they spoke their ritual greeting in unison, "Yes mistress."
Bringing Lacy to the table with her eyes and her gestures, her commands were spoken casually. "Ellen, serve your mistress and yourself coffee. When you have served your mistress, sit your coffee on the floor and kneel under the table."
"Yes mistress."
Smiling contentedly Marie sat with her coffee while she waited for Ellen to get under the table. Kissing Lacy's heels before she sipped her coffee and listened, she liked to eavesdrop as much as she liked to watch.
"Lacy. Raise your head. Listen to your lesson. Do not say a word."
Pausing to sip her coffee before she spoke, her words echoed the pleasure in her mind. "You are now a mistress. You will hold your head up. You will bow to me in private, or when I order you to. You will bow your head to no one else unless I command you... You have a test tonight. It seems Jim wants to wash the wounds on his chest in fresh sea water. He thinks they might infect like a dog bite. He is not happy with his new tattoo. We are going to the beach house overnight. Alice will attend us. Ellen is not scheduled for work tonight."
Pausing to let Lacy get through her disappointment at not being in her bed tonight, thinking she processed it quite quickly she continued casually. "Your test is to take Robin into my bed tonight. She is hot for you. She'll hop right into your bed. Before she may enter my bed, she must lick your heels and, kiss your whip. She must serve you and your whip completely. If she does, she may enter my bed. Getting her to enter my bed does not pass the test. She must give you her ass. You may not command her to give it to you. She must offer it to you freely. For most women, that is virginity."
Sipping her coffee while looking intently at Lacy, she was pleased to see the determination in her eyes. Placing a stack of money on the table, amusement colored her voice. "I am advancing you $10,000 against your slave's earnings. Spend it on your date. Don't take any thought of expense. Your slave earns a lot of money. Buy Robin diamonds and gold. She'll serve you better if she has diamonds and gold on her body. They'll warm her up. They warm up every woman.
Her eyes twinkled with excitement as she smiled; her voice mirrored the amusement in her eyes. "I believe you have parents to deal with today. I hope your mother likes your new hair-do: I do. If they throw you out, do not pack your things. I'll hire professional movers to move you... somewhere? Ellen's apartment will never do. I'll find one for you when I get back. I have shopping to do before I leave. Take Ellen home as soon as you are done with your coffee."
Kissing Lacy brightly before she stood up, she was smiling down at her when she spoke. "You may now speak. You will address me as, Ms. Marie. Eyes lowered. Head high. Kiss me before I go... Ms. Lacy."
"Yes Ms. Marie."
Leaping from her chair she enveloped Marie with her youthful exuberance, throwing her arms around her neck while kissing her with passion, her voice sparkled when she spoke. "He had better serve you well or, I'll take the nipple next time."
Marie's humor was evident, laughing out loud when she released her and left the room. Returning to her chair, she pulled Ellen's head to her vagina. Her voice was dreamy, almost ethereal. "Nice and easy bitch: Soft like Robin. You'll help me seduce her. If I flunk the test, you go in the closet."
"Yes mistress. I'll help. I love seductions."
"When we are alone you will address me as sister. Do not ever forget I am your big sister."
"Yes sister."
"Get up here and have coffee with me. Practice being my lover. That is how you will be introduced most of the time. You can practice with my mother today. Finish your coffee then we'll go."
"Sister, I bought a pair of running shoes yesterday. I can't imagine running if you don't have to... But, if pleases my sister I'll run."
"We'll run together. Not today. We have a full plate."
"Yes sister."
Contentment filled her mind while walking hand and hand with Ellen as she returned home. Savoring the memory of last night she felt like a woman, even the thought of facing her parents did not intrude on her contentment. Thoughts of Robin's lush body intruded into her contentment raising her arousal with her adore. Shuddering with excitement at the thought of Robin's lush body and sexy eyes, she hurried on her way wanting to deal with her parents quickly so that she could let her mind fill with erotic thoughts of seduction. Facing her parents was a chore she had to do, however she lusted for Robin, wanting to bury herself into the sensuous softness of her.
Disrobing as soon a she entered the cabin, she pulled Ellen's head to her open vagina as she relaxed onto her bed; her commands were soft and compelling. "Soft and gentle. She is so hot. I could feel it coming from her just standing close to her. I'll have her tonight. Do not touch yourself. You will not find any pleasure until Robin does."
"Yes sister."
Pleasure filled her mind as she licked Lacy's vagina with devotion: she loved her new sister. Now that Lacy was her mistress, she owed love and devotion to her mistress, but it was more than that she was sure. She was actually in love with Lacy, sharing her love with gentle caresses and lite kisses. Finding a small pleasant orgasm, she took Ellen up into her arms and cuddled. Laying in contentment did not last long before visions of her parents rose in her mind, sitting up she kissed Ellen deeply and then she spoke with a sigh. "Let's go face the ogres. Then we'll go back to Marie's house and fuck until Robin calls."
"Yes sister." Contentment had not left her mind as she brushed Lacy's hair quietly then spoke with devotion in her voice. "Sister, your hair is as beautiful as you are. I love your new style."
"I wish my mother would like it. I don't have much hope of that." Having no more patience for accepting Ellen's service, she stood suddenly taking her by the hand, Speaking as she pulled her out the door. "Let's go."
Confidence faded further from her continence with each step she took, leading Ellen into the house, tears welled up in her eyes not changing her poise or affecting her posture. When she entered the house her father stood and greeted her warmly with a slight hug, being as warm as her father ever got. Accepted his hug, she then took over the embrace, enveloping him fully. The slight pink on his cheeks was the only outward sign of his tumultuous emotional state as he seated Ellen, and then held a chair for her.
With her arms folded, her mother stood in a bubble of sadness with her back to the table looking out the window. Ignoring the offered chair, she walked up to her mother, standing in perfect posture with her head high. Confidence filled her voice as she spoke. "Mother: Look at me."
When her mother turned to face her, seeing Lacy's hair her hand flew to cover her mouth as she gasped while the tears already in her eyes flowed down her cheeks.
"Mother... It's me Lacy. Your daughter. I'm no longer your little girl. My life has taken a radical turn... I'm still Lacy."
Sorrow filled her mother's voice when she spoke. "You look like a stranger in my house. Like one of those mall rats. I'm surprised you don't have rings in your face and tattoos on your body."
"No rings in my face, I'm sure. A tattoo would be nice. I'll think about it. Thank you for the advice mother. Now come meet my lover."
Turning her back on her daughter and the room, she stepped up to the window as she spoke softly, her voice trembling with emotion. "When you bring a man home I'll greet him warmly. I will not sit with your female lover: This one or any other one."