"Relax little kitten. Watching the clock just makes it seem like it is taking longer," the sleepy voice next to me says. I glance over at Elizabeth and smile apologetically. Master had kicked me out of bed tonight, and she had offered to come with me because Amanda was still stuck on her back when it happened. Master was not mad at me, but I was too excited and could not stop bouncing up to check the clock. It was the last night of my restriction and I was too wired to sleep.
I lie back down next to Elizabeth and cuddle up with her until she drifts off to sleep. As I continue to caress her stomach, I glance up at the clock again. 'Less than an hour to go,' I thought. Trying to keep from waking her again, I snuggle up tighter against her naked body and close my eyes.
Taking slow, deep breaths to relax myself, I thought back over my time here. I had a hard time imagining it being any more perfect, except for my one stupid decision. It was my first night in Master's bed and I was watching as he bred Amanda when Elizabeth walked back into the room after her session with Teodoro.
As she crawled into bed, I pulled my bikini off to let her know I wanted to play. She laid back and let me crawl on top of her, her fingers going straight to my pussy as we kissed. I was working my way down to her breasts, and had just gotten brave enough to start trailing my fingertips across her pussy lips, when I felt her fingers slide out of me. I watched in fascination as she brought her fingers up to her mouth and licked my juices off, but when she asked if she could taste me, I panicked and bolted out of the room.
It was not that I did not want her to, but how much I wanted her to that scared me. When she found me downstairs in the living room, I was crying my eyes out as I tried to come to terms with my bisexual urges. She set my notebook down on the table in front of me, wrapped me in a blanket, and held me as I cried.
I told her I was confused and scared, and then asked if she would be upset if we did not go further than kissing and fondling until I accepted Master completely. She set the note down and wrapped her arms back around me, promising that she and Amanda would respect my wishes to not go further until then.
Stupid decision, as I had forgotten I was not allowed to accept Master until December first. I had chosen to accept Master a week ago, when he came home from work and handed me a white fur waist pouch, telling me that I was to keep it with me at all times to help with communication. Normally if I wanted to say something, I just wrote a note, so I was a bit confused as I opened the pouch and pulled out the brand new Dyna Write device.
He laughed when my first message on it was that I could not accept it. He sat me down and explained that he enjoyed our games of charades, but I needed a better option to communicate quickly. I could type far faster than I could write, and he did not want to see his kitten frustrated anymore. He also reminded me that a good pet accepts what her Master gives her, although most gifts would be far less practical. Even though I thought it was too expensive, I accepted the gift and put it to use shortly after, typing in some naughty comments during his afternoon breeding with Amanda.
The thoughtfulness of the gift was what sealed my conviction that he should be my Master. If he had gotten me jewelry I would have tried to give it back and finally accepted it, but it would not have swayed me much. The fact that his first gift to me was something to help me communicate with him better showed that he wanted me to tell him if there was a problem and made me love him even more.
I realized my mistake that night when I started to kiss my way down Amanda's stomach as Master was breeding Elizabeth. She was a bit distraught when she stopped me where her panty line would be and reminded me of their promise. When I told them I had accepted Master, and just had to wait until he allowed me to accept him completely, they gave me a sad look and explained that the promise was to wait until I accepted Master completely. If they did not wait then they would have to explain to their Master when they returned home, and be punished for breaking a promise.
I knew them well enough by now to know they would both confess to breaking a promise as soon as they saw their Master. They feel the same way about him as I feel about Alonso, and I did not want to be responsible for them being punished, so I apologized and told them I would not make them break their promise.
It has been a very long week, and that was the other reason I was wired so tight tonight. Elizabeth and Amanda had been showing me how to make love to a woman at my request. As we could only use our hands, they had taught me where to run my tongue by tracing it with their fingers or demonstrating with each other.
After a week of watching, I was dying to finally try it for real, and at midnight, it was officially the first. At one minute after midnight, I planned to have my tongue in her pussy for the first time. I was not nervous or hesitant at this point. My promise was nothing more than kissing and petting, and we had all taken advantage of that by petting each other to climax and cleaning our fingers after, so I knew that I loved how they tasted. Now I just had to wait until midnight.
I lay there, forcing myself to remain as still as I could, until I finally had to pop my head up and look at the clock. I heard a deep chuckle as I woke Elizabeth up again. "How close are we this time little kitten," she asked.
"Raow," I replied as I pointed at the clock and rolled on top of her.
I started kissing my way across her breasts as she looked over at the clock. "Less than five minutes to go I see, I am just as excited to get between your thighs as you are to get between mine."
I sat back and shook my head as I pulled her hand down to my pussy. I was soaking wet and she quickly slid a finger deep inside of me. I leaned forward to kiss her as my fingers sought out her treasures, and was surprised to find her as wet as I was. My fingers slipped inside of her as I stopped to look in to her eyes.
"I told you I was just as excited as you were my dear. I could not sleep either, so I was more meditating as we waited to keep my mind off the time. Do we get to enjoy each other at midnight, or were you really going to make me wait longer for you," she asked.
As tempting as her offer was, I know she had far more experience doing this and I would probably be too distracted by her tongue to return the favor. I put my hands together as if I were begging and look down at her with pleading eyes. "Alright little kitten, you can go first, but please don't make me wait too long, okay?"
I nodded and was still amazed by the look of desire for me in her eyes. I know I am pretty, but me standing next to her to her daughter is like comparing a candle to a bonfire. For some reason though, both them and Master look at me as if I was just as desirable as they were.
I kiss my way down the valley between her perfect breasts and across her stomach. Stopping to wait for a moment, I admire her pussy from close up for the first time and am glad we chose to just dim the lights. She has her legs spread wide so her lips are just slightly opened and I can see a hint of her pink insides. I put my fingers on her swollen lips and pull her open a bit more, then lightly blow across her clit. I had seen Amanda do that, and the moan I got in response tells me she enjoys it just as much when I do it.
"Now sweetie," she moans and my eyes shift up to the clock. It is finally midnight. With a smile on my face, I lean in and drag my tongue all the way up her slit. I take a moment to savor the taste of her juices before driving my tongue deep into her hole, trying to find the source.
Her gasp at the sudden invasion, plus the way she thrust her hips up off the bed, tells me that the time I spent watching her and Amanda pleasure each other was well worth the frustration. I brought my hand up to stroke her clit as my tongue explored the depths of her pussy. Her hands were on the back of my head, urging me on as she moaned to show her appreciation of my efforts.
Having gotten her to cum on my fingers so many times, I knew she was close to climax. I ran my tongue up and sucked her clit into my mouth as I slipped two fingers inside of her. Lightly grazing my teeth over her clit, her hips came up off the bed again as she moaned louder and I felt her pussy start to contract around my fingers. Her hands held me tight against her pussy as she climaxed. I felt her juices surge out, soaking my hand and chin as I gently stroked her through her orgasm.
Once her climax ended, I sat back with a satisfied smile on my face as I brought my fingers to my mouth and cleaned her cum off them. As she caught her breath, she gazed up at me with a hungry look in her eyes. "I cannot believe that was your first time kitten. You were amazing, but now it's my turn," she said as she got up and pushed me back on the bed.
Our lips met as she pinned me to the bed and licked her juices off my face, then started kissing her way down my body. She stopped at my breasts, paying special attention to my hard, swollen nipples. I wanted her lower, but let her control the pace because what she was doing felt so good.
After about a minute, I let out a little whimper and she finally started to move further down. Her lips trailed slowly lower, and I gasped when her tongue snaked into my belly button before tracing a path down to my freshly shaved pussy. As her tongue traced around my outer lips, I shifted my hips, trying to bring her mouth where I wanted it.
"Hold still little kitten," she said as she pulled back a bit. "I know what you need, but I also know this is the first time anyone has done this for you and I want to make it extra special."
I whimpered again as I felt her tongue resume its slow trek, tracing along my outer lips. Its circuit completed, her tongue pressed in at the bottom of my slit. I let out a low moan as it slid up, and then groaned in frustration when she stopped short of my clit and moved back down. I panted, clenching the sheets as she worked her tongue deeper into my hole.
