Chapter 1: The Homecoming
The giant Boeing 747 rumbled to a stop at the end of the Reef Runway and turned to taxi toward the international terminal at Honolulu International Airport. Tawny looked out the window past her "sister", Ricki, to gaze at the sculptured green mountains she never tired of. Ricki turned to her, smiling, and gave her a little kiss on the lips, completely unconcerned that others may find such behavior between two women objectionable. The two had been designated as "sisters" by their mutual "Mistress", Darla, for almost two months now, so close physical contact and mutual sexual attraction was certainly no stranger to them.
The girls had just completed a five-week, globe trotting tour ordered by their Mistress so Tawny could become indoctrinated into the global nature of Bondage, Discipline, and Sadomasochism; or BDSM. Mistress Darla preferred to use the term Dominant-Submissive, or DS in common conversation, to describe the lifestyle she preferred, however. Tawny certainly understood why now. The sisters had been guests in a dozen locations around the globe as representatives of their Mistress. They had watched men and women engaged in an incredibly wide range of activities, most sexual, some not, that fairly well encompassed what could be described as the boundaries of the BDSM and DS community.
Some of the things they witnessed were disturbing to Tawny. Some were disturbing to Ricki. Both girls agreed they had a lot in common when it came to sexual preference, but that they differed on a few things. Both had noticed what the other was interested in because they both had a deep desire to please the other. They both intended to put their new-found knowledge of each other's little secrets to good use when they got home to Mistress Darla's.
At each stop on the trip, Tawny was asked to provide a display of her physical attributes. Ricki had told her it was an offer she should not refuse, so she presented herself as a nude model for small and large groups at each of the host's homes, which they visited. During the show, the invited guests would touch her here or there and ask her personal questions about her sexual experience and preference. The questions embarrassed her but she always answered to the best of her ability. Tawny thought the entire experience was very erotic, but she had a feeling there was a deeper reason for the tour and her self-display. She would learn much later she had a good intuition.
Ricki had told her, after her first display, there were several requests for personal sexual "contact" sessions. That, of course, was completely out of the question, because one of the purposes of the trip was to allow Tawny to thoroughly heal after her body piercing session at the skilled hands of Mistress Darla on the evening before their departure. On that occasion, Darla had performed a ritual piercing of Tawny's clitoris, her clitoral hood, and each of her breast nipples. Since Tawny had to give her new piercing points time to heal, there was to be no sex for the duration of the tour. Now back in Hawaii, however, Tawny's piercing points were completely healed and she was feeling extremely horny, since she had anticipated the lifting of her sexual indulgence ban now that they had returned.
Ricki leaned back in her comfortable seat in the first class cabin and watched Tawny as she looked across her front and out the small window of the plane. Ricki loved the basic beauty the twenty-five year old Tawny radiated. She had dark brown eyes, long, lashes and thin eyebrows that seemed to draw your gaze into her eyes. Her little nose seemed almost too small for her face, because it became lost between her high cheekbones and dark pink lips. Ricki never tired of looking at Tawny's puffy upper lip, which she thought made her so fun to kiss; and when Tawny smiled, showing her line of beautiful white teeth and little dimples, Ricki felt her heart race a little. All her facial features were framed by beautiful, soft auburn hair, which lightened in the sun to give her streaks of blonde highlights.
At 174 cm (5'8"), Tawny towered half a head over Ricki, but Ricki was always the dominant between the two. Ricki considered herself to be very fortunate to have such a sexually exciting sister to dominate. Tawny had long, shapely legs that looked absolutely irresistible when she wore heels. Her venus mons had been completely shaved clean ever since she had known her, but the little growth she had seen between shavings indicated her pubic hair was negligible and fine anyway. Her labia were dark and thin and separated on their own when Tawny was stimulated sexually. She loved to touch her there as much as Tawny enjoyed the touch and Ricki got a special thrill out of talking to her dirty until her pussy opened and she could see her soft pink inner layer without even touching it. Her clitoris reacted similarly when stimulated either physically or through suggestion. It swelled and could be seen protruding from its protective hood and Ricki considered sucking it to be the next best thing to heaven. Her buttocks were smooth and soft as a baby's and her 89 cm (35") hips gave her a soft, round appearance that looked delicious in clothes or in the nude. She was fit, strong and muscular beyond what her 53 kilos (116 lbs) would hint and she had a skinny 59 cm (23") waist; punctuated by a deep, smooth navel. Her tight stomach gave it a dimpled look and Ricki never tired of kissing her body all over, because every spot was accentuated with soft curves and warm flesh. Tawny's breasts were not huge, but Ricki thought they were ideal for her body size. Her bust measured out at 86 cm (34"), but they were firm as a teenager's and they were topped with soft, dark, well-defined areola. Those dark areas surrounded distinct nipples that were easily encouraged to swell to hard-tipped points Ricki could see through her blouse as she watched her gaze at the Hawaiian landscape.
Tawny sensed her sister's gaze and looked at her, unable to suppress a smile. Ricki had been a godsend for Tawny. She first met her when she was planted at a Dom's house while Tawny was being "trained" as his submissive. The Dom's name was Roger and Tawny was not completely displeased with her treatment there, but she was not there of her own free will either. Ricki became her lover during that brief encounter and convinced Tawny to join her and Mistress Darla in her "family". It had been a very good choice.
Tawny was very sexually attracted to her 32-year-old sister, Ricki. Ricki was not a really beautiful girl, such as Tawny was, but she was very beautiful, in a peculiar way, to Tawny. She had very dark, wavy hair she kept above her shoulder and beautiful, bright green eyes that gave her an exotic look. Her beautiful smile featured flashing white teeth that contrasted with her naturally dark complexion. She weighed a little less than Tawny and was several cm shorter. Her weight was distributed evenly on her frame and she had muscular arms and thighs that gave her an almost masculine look when she flexed. Her breasts were small, at 81cm (32"), but firm and nicely shaped, topped with soft pink areola and short nipples that were easily aroused. Her mons harbored a dark patch of hair that was thick and curly when she let it grow out. That accent topped a dark slot, which blossomed to reveal a dark, pink gash of beautiful soft tissue surrounding her vagina. Tawny shuddered every time she thought of pressing her mouth there.
Ricki's most exotic feature was her pattern of tattoos. They ran over her shoulder, around her arm, down onto her small breasts and then around her waist, over her hip and covered a good deal of her ass. They were elaborate and beautiful, leaves and flowers and birds all intermingled. Tawny still felt her pussy tingle every time she saw Ricki naked, because she never seemed to get tired of looking at her beautifully colored skin. The pattern seemed to draw her to her naked body.
Nestled in between the leaves of Ricki's tattoo design were small letter Ds, that she had never noticed until Ricki had pointed them out. They were Mistress Darla's mark of ownership and Ricki had selected this means to show her devotion to Mistress Darla. Tawny had her mark now too. Darla had marked her newest protégé and submissive with a small D, engraved in the closure beads of the stunning platinum rings that adorned Tawny's pierced nipples and the horizontal aperture through her ample clit. A fourth ring pierced Tawny's clitoral hood vertically, but the bead in that one was engraved with an R to illustrate Ricki's partial ownership and dominance over her sister.
The plane finally stopped at the gate and the girls grabbed their carry-on luggage and anxiously cued up at the door to disembark. In moments, they were walking through the terminal and cueing up again at the customs and immigration area. In minutes, they were escorted through and were met by Paul who was waiting for them at the exit door.
Paul was considered as a brother within Darla's family. Tawny did not fully understand the interrelationships involved, but she knew that Paul was a sometimes sexual partner for Darla. All that mattered to Tawny was that Paul was a top to her. Tawny had no real sexual dominance in her at all and was; therefore, sexually submissive to anyone that Darla allowed touching her. Tawny smiled brightly upon seeing him, remembering the sex she had with him before she left on the trip and thinking about his well hung, muscular body. Paul smiled back, having similar sexual thughts about Tawny.
"Aloha and welcome back my ladies. How was your trip?"
Paul was one of two a male assistants to Mistress Darla. Tawny wasn't sure if she used him as a submissive, but she knew he made a wonderful and erotic sex partner and he was one of the males Darla used to keep her sexuality in tone and satisfied. Paul led the girls to the curb and opened the back door to Mistress's Town Car. The luggage was already coming out of the terminal and Paul opened the trunk for the skycap.
"My God, how many times did you girls change on this trip? That is a lot of luggage for a pair of girls that I rarely see in anything more than a sexy g-string or thong."
Ricki slapped him playfully.
"Oh, Paul I bet you travel with even more. We were gone for over a month; or didn't you notice?"
"Oh, I noticed." He leaned over close to Tawny and grinned at her, speaking in a low tone. "And I have something down between my legs that is very warm and very hard to prove it."
