They were cuddled up in bed, Kylie and her lover Keylani, one golden-haired, one golden-skinned, basking in the afterglow of heated lesbian lovemaking. It had been a magical reunion for these two lovers who'd not seen each other in months, Keylani's job as a Flight Attendant had kept her away from her sexy, young lover. Kylie's marriage had kept her occupied, but now David was out of town on business and they had days, afternoons and nights to play and bask in their debauchery. When David came home this weekend, she and Keylani were going to remind him of the wonderful time the horny trio had enjoyed on the couple's honeymoon. She felt pangs of guilt though -- as much as she adored her husband and their life together, she wanted Keylani all to herself for a bit. It was all very confusing.
Early on in their relationship, it had been Keylani who was the more perverse, kinky and naughty of the pair, but nowadays, Kylie could give her lover a run for her money. She had a surprise in store for Keylani and was about to reveal all when the doorbell chimed. Her surprise, which she knew would both amaze and delight her Hawaiian honey, was here at last. Untangling herself from Keylani's embrace, she slipped on her robe and went downstairs to answer the door.
Vanessa stood there, a trenchcoat wrapped around her body, slightly shivering from the cold. Her makeup was perfection though, her auburn hair perfectly styled, her green eyes sparkling in anticipation of what Kylie had planned for her. Kylie would have bet her slut-slave was already creaming her panties, if the whore was wearing any. Kylie took notice of 'Nessa's stiletto heels and she was pleased with that. "Are you wearing it, bitch?" Kylie snarled, a bit in play, a bit to show who was in charge.
"Y-Yes Mistress, of course Mistress!" Vanessa answered swiftly, not wishing to incur Kylie's wrath. Kylie wasn't vicious, but withheld her sexual favors from 'Nessa is she was displeased. It had only happened once, but it saddened Vanessa for days and she sulked around until Kylie called. Being denied Kylie's touch or the opportunity to kiss, caress and enjoy Kylie's perfection was agony to her now, so she tried to anticipate her Mistress' every whim.
'Nessa had been an easy seduction for Kylie, upset over her breakup with her boyfriend Ian; Kylie had plied her with honeyed words and soft touches and then made sweet, Sapphic love to her longtime friend. After that first encounter, Vanessa would do anything Kylie wanted and she made 'Nessa her little sextoy, someone to spend afternoons with in languid, sweet sixty-nines that happened when David was at work and as Keylani had remained, until recently, unavailable.
"May I say something, Mistress?" 'Nessa asked meekly.
"You may."
"I missed you, Mistress."
Kylie smiled. "Of course you did, silly bitch." She gave Vanessa a little, encouraging kiss. "You know that I missed you, too. You're going to have the afternoon of your life, lezzie
slut
, I promise you that."
Kylie went downstairs to the basement to change; she didn't want Keylani to see any of the surprise she had planned for their day. It was nearing 11 in the morning, she'd worn Keylani out with her tongue and fingers and her latest acquisition, a strap-on she had fucked her lover with, much to Keylani's delight. Kylie had become much more aggressive since their last encounter; it was very sexy and pleasing for Keylani to witness her transformation.
Kylie wriggled into the tight PVC and laced up the corset, then donned the remainder of the outfit. The silver tip of her stiletto boot caught the overhead light and she checked herself in a nearby mirror. She looked feral and wild, not like sweet delectable Kylie at all. She knew Keylani would enjoy the difference, everything they'd experienced together since Keylani's arrival yesterday indicated that. She went back upstairs, heels clicking on the stairs and could smell coffee brewing.
Good
-- Vanessa knew her place and was already in slave mode, so much the better.
Kylie called upstairs. "Keylani? Baby, are you awake yet?"
A voice called down. "Barely, you naughty slut. You wore me out. Hey, do I smell fresh coffee?"
"You do, get your ass down here. Don't bother to get dressed -- just come downstairs, I have a surprise for you."
Kylie summoned 'Nessa into the living room and sat her on the recliner. She seemed a bit nervous, so Kylie gave her a soft peck and said "Relax, sweetie. I may be your Mistress, but I'm also your best friend. Have we ever done anything you didn't like?" She said, trying to reassure her sex-toy.
"No, Mistress Kylie." Kylie smiled at that and slipped a black leather collar around Vanessa's neck, which had a tiny silver chain fastened to it. She smiled sweetly; Kylie truly enjoyed the newfound power she had over 'Nessa. "Of course not, ahh, here she is now."
Keylani, dark hair slightly askew, but gorgeous and naked, descended the stairs, a golden-hued vision. "If the surprise is half as nice as that coffee smells, I ... why,
hello
there." Keylani's voice dropped to a dulcet tone when she saw Vanessa.
"This is Vanessa, Keylani lover. She's your little surprise -- she's for
you
." She handed Keylani the chain leading to 'Nessa's slave collar.
"For me?"
"She's my little sex-slave Keylani -- she does
whatever
I want her to do -- and I told her that today, you're the boss, okay? I'm giving her to you for the day."
Keylani was quite taken aback by this previously unseen facet of her lover's personality. Kylie had been so quiet and unassuming when first they'd met, now her she was, with her very own sex slave -- one that was quite pretty, from what little of the other young woman Keylani could see.
"So, you're a slave to my little blonde slut, is that right?" The auburn-haired beauty remained silent, waiting for her Mistress to command her, as she knew to do.
"You may answer, slave," Kylie instructed. Vanessa didn't speak, but nodded meekly.
"Is she good?"
"She's wonderful, I've trained her myself. Show her what you have to offer,
whore
!" Kylie commanded Vanessa. Upon her Mistress's order, Vanessa opened the trenchcoat. Underneath, she wore a black and maroon corset, trimmed with white lace. She had on white lace stockings and stilettos that matched, her hair and makeup perfect, her body enchanting to both women. At times, Kylie hated to be so vicious to Vanessa, but it seemed to bring out the best in both women. Vanessa needed to be kept in line and Kylie quite enjoyed being stern with her friend-turned-slut-lover.
"She is yours to do with as you please -- at my command, of course!" Kylie said proudly as she presented her "gift" to the woman who had given her so much and taught her even more.
"She'll be
my
slut, is that what you're saying?" Keylani said as she gave Kylie a kiss of gratitude.
"I'm saying she'll be whatever you want, my darling. She can be a fiery little bitch, but she's also quite gifted at massage and giving a woman what she wants. My little 'Nessa can be a warm, soft little kitten or an insatiable fuckbitch, she's gifted in all areas of sex with a woman and is quite versatile. You can do
whatever
you like to her and she'll take it all without a whimper, isn't that right Vanessa?"
Vanessa nodded and said in a voice just above a whisper "Yes Mistress, of course Mistress." She trusted Kylie with her life, they'd been best friends forever and now that they were lovers, she knew Kylie would never hurt her, but she also knew that Kylie owned her, body and soul. She hadn't been fucked by a cock in months, but no longer cared -- Kylie's nimble fingers and sweet kisses were all the tiny brunette wanted. Ian, her ex, was becoming a fleeting memory. Kylie kept saying she would loan her out to some other hot stud soon, but Vanessa didn't care if that day ever came. She felt Kylie's riding crop strike her buttocks, but it was wielded by this Keylani-person. She smiled and knew exactly what to do.