Submissive Cum Laude

Brianna gazed into her bathroom mirror with tired eyes. Her head throbbed with a fierce headache. It had been a long day of classes and there was still so much she needed to do before bed. She opened her medicine cabinet, popped a couple Tylenol and downed them with a glass of water. After a few deep breaths she trudged to the living room and collapsed on the leather sofa. She let her curvy body sink into the luscious furniture as she tried to relax and waited for the meds to kick in.

*BZZZT BZZZT*

Her phone rattled in her pocket. Brianna had turned off audio alerts until she felt better, but left the buzzer on just in case something important popped up. She pulled out her phone and found an incoming call from Alex. Of course... They'd talked about having a session tonight.

"Hey bitch."

"Good afternoon, my Goddess. How was your day?"

"It was a day. Not feeling the greatest right now."

"Oh... Sorry to hear. I could come over and give you a massage if you like? From your shoulders to your feet!"

That sounded so damn good, but Brianna couldn't indulge herself. Not with her

to do

list.

"Love to, but I'm swamped. I have homework, a test to study for and a new song to practice. And we both know how a massage can lead to other things."

"I guess that means we're off for tonight?"

Brianna sighed. She hated canceling a play date and this wasn't the first time she'd needed to recently.

"Sorry, Alex. I really wanted to, it's just... School's been a bitch. An even bigger bitch than usual."

Alex chuckled. "It's ok. I understand."

"Have you been a good slave? Still wearing that cage I put on your sad little pecker?"

"Yes, Goddess."

She smiled broadly. Imagining his shrunken cock wrapped in steel gave her considerable pleasure. She'd given him a key just in case of emergencies, but he was forbidden from using it for any other reason. Brianna had caged his cock two weeks ago. She figured it was a good time to try a chastity device since she was going to be busy for a while. When out of her sight, Alex was allowed to cum only from prostate massage. He could use toys on his slutty, white ass if he wanted to orgasm so badly.

"And you've followed my instructions to the letter?"

"Yes, Goddess."

"How many times have you cum since we last spoke?"

"Three times, Goddess."

"Filthy slut... Always shoving things up your boy pussy and making a mess. One can hardly call that chastity, but at least you're being properly trained. Aren't you grateful I'm allowing you to cum?"

"Eternally grateful! Thank you, Goddess Brianna!"

Brianna snickered. "Tell you what, slave... Text me at nine tonight and maybe, if I'm a good mood, I'll let you to take off that cage for a while and stroke yourself to climax. There will be a time limit and you will have to eat every drop, of course."

"Yes, Goddess!" The excitement in his voice was palpable.

"And I expect pictures. Of your hard cock. Of your mess. And after you've licked it all up."

"With pleasure, Goddess Brianna!"

"Good boy. I have to go now. Later, bitch."

She hung up. Femdom banter, like massage, often escalated to something more. Brianna set her phone down, leaned back into the leather cushions and sighed again. So far, Alex had been ok with their less frequent play, but she knew guys. Young men, even submissive ones, would stray if their needs weren't met.

Being dominated by phone would sate Alex for a while, but she couldn't rely on it long term. Unfortunately, her schedule didn't look like it would clear up until summer. That meant less play dates. Alex was her first full-time collared sub and they got along so well. She didn't want to risk losing him. He'd already found two women to top him just at their school, and he could probably find a third if he wanted. Maybe she was overthinking it and worried about nothing, but she couldn't help it.

Brianna unzipped the front of her leather pants and sank her left hand downward. It slipped under her satin panties and quickly found her sex. Her fingers made gentle circles around her vulva as she closed her eyes and breathed in deeply. The aroma of the leather sofa only added to her sudden arousal.

She didn't have time for a session with Alex, but she did have time for this. Stress relief, pain relief... A quick orgasm would be nice. Not to mention the naughty talk had worked her up considerably. A quickie would help her reset and allow her to focus on her tasks.

The dark skinned Domina picked up her phone and quickly navigated to a selfie her slave-boy sent last week. There he was, bent over his dorm room bed, his caged cock hanging below while he sank a fat, black dildo into his hungry hole.

Brianna moaned as her fingers circled her clit and dove deeper into her fleshy jungle. Her sex was moistening rapidly as she stared at the photo with intense lust. She pictured herself behind him, shoving that monster into his slutty pucker in between harsh spanks of his ass. Calling him "white slave bitch" as she fucked him long and hard. Minutes flew by as she mentally pounded him into oblivion. She was getting close...

*BZZZT BZZZT*

The phone buzzed in her hand, interrupting her concentration.

'FUCK!!! If that's fucking Alex again, he's getting punished!'

An instant message notification popped up. It wasn't Alex. It was... Bethany?

She thought about ignoring it until she finished, but curiosity got the better of her. She reluctantly pulled her slick hand from below and grabbed some tissues from her end table. After toweling off her digits she returned to her phone and opened the text. It was too enticing to put off. What was Brianna's theater class rival and Alex's former Domme looking for?

TheLeatherMermaid

: Hey Brianna, how's it going?

EbonyEmpressB

: Crazy busy day, but not bad. How you doin gf?

TheLeatherMermaid

: I've been better. Pretty bummed out. You got time to chat tomorrow during lunch?

EbonyEmpressB

: Sure, where you wanna meet?

TheLeatherMermaid

: Cafeteria. 12:30?

EbonyEmpressB

: I'll be there. Is this about one of the productions? Something happen in Drama?

TheLeatherMermaid

: No, something else. More personal. We'll talk tomorrow. Thanks!

EbonyEmpressB

: Chin up, girl. See ya then.

Brianna closed the messaging app. She and Bethany had formed an interesting relationship since finding themselves in the same theater troupe. At first there was a bit of animosity as it became clear they were the biggest stars of the group. Over time it had settled into a friendly rivalry. Since being connected through Alex and learning about their mutual kink, they'd become significantly closer.

She gazed down at her unzipped pants; the leather shining in the afternoon glow from the window. Her libido, which had been skyrocketing only moments ago, had faded. At least the meds were doing their work and her headache was gone.

'Fuck it. I can have fun later when Alex texts. Time to get to work.'

* * * * *

Brianna strolled into the cafeteria, right on time for their meeting. It was too warm to wear a lot of leather, but her legs were wrapped in the thick, sensual material from her boot heels to her mocha thighs. Above that, she was wearing a black one-piece dress that hugged her curves nicely. Her golden hoop earrings and rose gold watch caught the ceiling lights and shined brightly. The adornments served to call attention to the rest of her classy ensemble.

She spotted Bethany quickly. The other Domina had decided it wasn't too warm for leather pants, but wore only a silky beige top to go with it. She was seated at one of the tables, a waterfall of red hair falling behind her. As Brianna got closer, she noticed Beth was digging into a burger and fries, scarfing away and probably hoping to finish her meal before their chat.

Brianna smirked. Bethany was probably one of those women who could eat anything and never gain an ounce. The opposite of her type. Brianna had to maintain great discipline in her diet if she didn't want an ass the size of Montana. One more trait to be envious of in addition to Bethany's natural acting ability. Envious, but not resentful, now that they were on better terms.

"Hey girlfriend" Brianna said as she walked around the table and pulled out a chair.

Bethany was caught with a big mouthful and looked embarrassed. She swallowed quickly and had to clear her throat to greet her friend properly. "Sorry" she uttered before almost choking. "Couldn't wait another minute. I was starving."

"I can tell" Brianna replied as she sat down and crossed her booted legs. "Don't let me slow you down."

Bethany giggled. "Are you hungry? Help yourself..." she gestured to the fries on her tray.

Brianna waved her off. "I'm fine, thanks. Had a good breakfast. So, what did you want to talk about?"

"Before we get into that, how are you and Alex doing?" she asked before taking another bite of her sandwich.

"Smashingly" Brianna stated with a confident smile. "I'm glad I scooped him up when I did. He's an amazing play partner and I even have him doing my laundry and dishes."

"You trained him to

do chores

?" Bethany asked incredulously. "Lucky..."

"Of course. He's happy to. How about you and... Mark?"

"No, Mark was the last guy. He turned out to be a total dick. Wasn't even a real kinkster, just wanted to get in my pants."

"Oh, right... What about the new guy, then?"

"David" she filled in. "Yeah, he didn't work out either. We split a couple nights ago..."

"I'm sorry, girl" Brianna said with genuine sympathy. "What happened?"

Bethany set her sandwich down and shrugged. "I don't know, we just didn't click. No chemistry and he was

hardcore

into some things that were a turn-off for me."

"Mmmm, yeah, that's a hazard in our lifestyle" Brianna remarked. "Until you really get to know someone."

"Exactly. When I had early success with Alex, I didn't realize how difficult it would be to recreate. Now when I see him around campus..." Bethany looked disheartened.

"You wish you hadn't cut it off so soon" Brianna finished her thought.

Bethany stared at her for a few seconds before lowering her face into her left palm. "Oh my god... Please kill me. This is so embarrassing!"

Brianna chuckled and leaned back in her seat. "Do you have feelings for him? Or is this just fun and games?"

The red head smirked. "I don't want to

marry

him, if that's what you mean. He's a great guy, but I'm not looking for anything conventional. Just someone to enjoy play time with."

"Well then, it seems you and I enjoy Alex in the same way." Brianna crossed her arms and smiled. She couldn't believe how well this was falling into place. The dominant diva was about to kill two birds with one stone.

A spark of hope entered Bethany's eyes. "So, you guys are open?"

"Not open. He's my collared slave and I intend to keep it that way, but I have

considered

lending him to select women..."

Bethany was completely ignoring her lunch at this point. Her wide open eyes might as well have been saucers. "Really? That would be awesome if..."

Brianna's eyebrows raised and she cocked her head.

"Alright, what do you want?"

"You know what I want. Don't make me say it. I'm not fond of begging."

Bethany's eyes shrank into a squint as she gazed at the dark beauty for a few moments. "You want to be Juliet."

Brianna's gaze lowered to the table. "I'm not asking you to give up the role completely, but it's a dream for me..."

"Done. Take it. I've been Juliet a dozen times. How many performances do you want?"

"Just one. So I can invite my family."

"It's yours. I'll call out for whatever date you want and they'll bring you in. They would've given you one eventually anyway."

Brianna rolled her eyes. She wasn't so sure about that. Bethany was talented enough that any understudy might go unnoticed forever. Despite Beth's naivety, Brianna was grateful. "Thank you."

"No problem. How soon can I arrange a play date with Alex?"

Brianna laughed and unfolded her arms. "Damn girl! You're hard up for kinky action, aren't you? Just how thirsty are you?"

Bethany grabbed her fountain drink and brought the straw to her lips. She drained it quickly until all that was left was the airy bubbling sound of empty suction. "As thirsty as they come."

* * * * *

Bethany looked up at the small, round wall clock. It was the eighth time she'd checked her kitchen timepiece in twenty minutes. Its hands were moving much too slow for her liking. It had been five days since she met with Brianna and the night of her play date with Alex had finally arrived.

With a few minutes to spare, she walked to her bathroom for a quick check on her appearance. A leather clad Cat Woman stared back at her. She hadn't worn the costume since Halloween last year and she knew Alex loved it, so it was the perfect way to kick off their reunion. Alex would be there any minute, but she used the leftover time to apply some shade and liner to her eyes, giving her an extra sexy 'femme fatale' look.

*DING DONG

*

Right on cue.

Bethany put away her cosmetics and skipped into the living room. She opened the door to a smiling Alex holding a garment bag over his shoulder. He was dressed simply in a t-shirt and cargo shorts, but she knew that wouldn't last. More importantly, he was wearing the all-important symbol of their relationship.

"Alex! Come in! You look great!"

"Hey! You're looking stunning yourself, Miss Kitty."

She welcomed him in and gave him a quick kiss before closing the door. Bethany then snagged the O-ring on the front of his collar and gave it a nice tug.

"You still have it and you wore it today... Good boy."

"Of course. Even if we never got to play again, I would've kept it forever."

Bethany blushed. For such a young man, Alex was quite the charmer. She didn't know if it was his theater training or just natural ability and genuine warmth, but she'd have to be careful. It would be easy to develop feelings for him and she wasn't sure she wanted that. Perhaps that fear was part of the reason she'd looked for new play mates to begin with.

The difference between him and her more recent dates was night and day. She was glad beyond measure to have him back. Bethany released his O-ring reluctantly before turning and striding into the apartment. She made sure Alex got a nice view of her leather clad legs and ass as she stalked inward, her heels striking the hardwood floor loudly. She turned and leaned against the wall, crossing her shiny, booted legs.

"I take it you've been enjoying your time with Brianna?"

"Very much. Have to say, though, I was shocked when she told me we'd be seeing each other again. She's not exactly the type that likes to share."

"This isn't weird for you, is it?"

"No! Not weird at all" Alex answered. He re-shouldered the garment bag before it slipped off his back. A confident smile spread across his face. "I have plenty of affection and submission to offer. More than enough for two beautiful, talented Dommes."

Bethany smirked. "We'll see about that. You know where the bathroom is. Hurry up and get changed, slut."

"Yes, Mistress!"

Alex hurried off toward the bathroom, but suddenly stopped in his tracks.

"Oh! Almost forgot..." He changed course and walked back to Bethany. Alex reached into his pocket and pulled out a folded piece of paper, handing it to her. "Brianna told me to give you this."

Bethany eyed it curiously before returning her gaze to him.

"Be back in a jiff and ready to serve!" He exclaimed with a wink before heading off.

Bethany unfolded the note as the bathroom door clicked shut. It was written on lovely stationary and in elegant handwriting. Beth was instantly jealous. Brianna must've gone to a school that still taught cursive. It was so beautiful compared to Bethany's chicken scratch. One more thing to admire on top of her unwavering confidence and Goddess-tier singing voice.

She scanned the note quickly.

Dear Mistress Bethany,

It is said that one cannot serve two masters. Perhaps men are too vain, greedy and spiteful to manage such an affair, but I propose that women can do better. Let us put it to the test.

Alex and I had a session two nights ago. Ask him how many times he climaxed and he will tell you.

If you can exceed this number in one night, not only will I make him available for more play dates, I will consider entering joint ownership with you of this insatiable leather slave bitch.

I assure you, he will report the total of his orgasms accurately.

Good luck and have fun!

Sincerely,

Goddess Brianna

The hairs on the back of Bethany's neck stood up and her body buzzed with arousal and energy. The gauntlet had been thrown down. If she wanted to reclaim Alex for more than one night, this was it. She loved a challenge and she would rise to this one come hell or high water.

She re-folded the paper as she walked into the kitchen and tossed it on the counter. Her body was warming up in the leather costume and it took every ounce of her will not to begin fondling herself through the luscious material. She looked at the clock again, willing the arms to go faster.

'Hurry up you naughty gimp bitch!'

Since she had time to burn, Bethany headed to her bedroom to retrieve some items. She carried an armload of naughty toys out to the living room and dumped them on her couch before picking up a leather paddle, a length of chain with snap-hook fasteners and a bottle of lube. She brought the items back to the kitchen and set them on the counter before moving to the bathroom and waiting for Alex to exit.

After a few more minutes, he did. Alex was clad head-to-toe in the same leather gimp suit they'd purchased together months ago. It was freshly shined and as enticing as ever. Still, Bethany made a mental note that they should go shopping and find some new leather garments and accessories to mix up his wardrobe a bit.

Bethany's expression turned haughty and her eyes were ablaze with excitement and lust. She placed her hands on her hips and put the question to him immediately.

"You were with Brianna on Thursday night. How many times did you cum?"

"I... What?"

Her eyes narrowed and annoyance entered her voice. "The note says you're supposed to tell me."

"Five times, Mistress."

Her annoyance faded back into steely determination as she seized his O-ring again and gave it a sharp tug. "You're not leaving here until you've cum six times. Is that clear?"

Alex's eyes widened within his gimp mask. He couldn't remember a time he'd seen Bethany so serious. "Yes, Mistress..."

"Good. Follow me."

She led him back to the kitchen, two fingers curled around the O-ring. She tugged at his neck, gently, the entire way. Bethany was fortunate enough to have a small kitchen island and she was about to put it to good use. She wasted no time bending Alex over the wood and marble structure before quickly moving to the other side.

She grabbed her length of chain and attached one end to the metal handle on one of the drawers below. The eager Domina fed the chain through the ring on his collar followed by both anchor points at the wrists of his suit. Bethany pulled it tight and attached the other on the drawer handle, securing his body in the bent-over position.

"I assume you remember our safe words" she stated as she stalked around to his exposed backside.