She got there at nine fifteen. Marg opened the door and let her in.
"I'm sorry the traffic was murder."
"Never mind Diana, come in. Listen, I'm in a conference call right now. As soon as I'm done, we'll talk. Your room is down the stairs, go left to the last curtain on the left."
She walked down the stairs into a large room that looked like a combined office exercise gym with a hardwood runway down the center. She turned left into a hallway with three door openings on the left and three on the right. All the doors had curtains on them, except the second on the right, which had a door on it and a sign saying boys & girls. The curtains on the right doors were open. One was a large room with an open shower, a bathtub, a hot tub and a washer and dryer. The second was full of clothing racks and one wall of shelves and drawers. She drew the curtains to her room. There was a twin bed a dresser, a make up table with a large mirror, some chairs and two footstools. There was one small window high on one wall. On the dresser sat a small TV and a VCR. The floor was thickly carpeted. She opened her bags, hung her clothes in a small closet, and put her undies and things in the dresser.
Suddenly a voice came over a speaker on the wall. "Diana undress yourself and shower, you will find a shower cap and everything else you need in the bathroom. When you are finished, there are high-heeled slippers in the clothing room. You will then come upstairs wearing only the slippers." Diana followed her orders to the letter and headed, without a stitch on, for the upstairs 15 minutes later.
She entered a sumptuously appointed living room where Marg sat on a couch, dressed in a short elaborate lace housecoat, barely covering her long shapely legs and exposing a long cleavage. She was still on the phone and she motioned to Diana to sit next to her. They embraced while the conversation continued, stealing kisses when Marg was listening. Diana cooed with pleasure sitting there totally naked, with the woman with whom she would have her first sexual experience. Marg pointed at her belt and motioned to Diana to undo it. She untied it and opened the short garment exposing Margs large breast and large thick red bush. She then indicated to lift one breast with her nearest hand and suck on the large raspberry nipple after which she took a hold of Diana's other hand and pushed it into her vagina. Diana gingerly probed her mistress's vagina with her fingertips, while kissing and sucking the large nipple. Marg spread her milky white thighs to accommodate the exploring black fingers while massaging the nape of Diana's neck. Diana discovered her clitoris and inner labia looking down in astonishment at the huge floppy inner lips. She pulled gently on one, amazed that she could lift it out more than an inch from the outer lips she had always thought that her own smooth labia were the norm.
Marg just then finished her call and placing a finger under Diana's chin raised her faced to hers, kissing her passionately. Diana was still holding her labia pulling it gingerly. "Surprised, Sweetie" she whispered looking down at her probing hand as she moved her lips to nibble on Diana's earlobe and then to her neck.
"Well, I've never seen another woman's vagina, Ma'am. I thought every one was like mine."
"Most are, my labia is unusually large and I want you to refer to me as 'Mistress' from now on."
"Yes, Mistress." Marg began to fondle her breast while Diana continued to explore Marg's vagina.
"Enter my vagina slave."
"Yes mistress," she cooed with pleasure, at being told what her new status was. She probed between the floppy lips until she found the orifice, slowly inserting her middle finger into the hot wet hole still holding the lip between her thumb and forefinger. Pushing it in as far as she could she stopped, as Marg began vaginal contractions. She then began moving her finger in and out in time with the contractions, jerking the lip with it.
"Oh, you do that well, ummm good, they French kissed. You now what it means to be my sex slave?"