Written with permission from GTO_Racer... Hope I did Tara proudly. This is my first shot at the Lesbian domination genre.
OK. This is a work of fiction yada, yada, yada. If you don't know the drill, you have no business reading this. Constructive comments are appreciated. "You suck!" comments get you laughed at as an immature loser with nothing to do but troll stories on here.
Anyway, without further ado, enjoy.
Lesbian, BDSM, Reluctance, non-consent
I woke up with a rather pleasant feeling. I was a bit confused when my eyes opened and saw Amy beside me. If she was still lying beside me, who was licking my pussy? While it wasn't bad, (Seriously, is getting your pussy licked ever bad?), it was obvious that they didn't have a lot of experience. That's when I noticed that someone appeared to be whispering to someone else. Looking down, I saw Izzy's head between my legs, and it was Kat that was whispering advice to her. Damn, I love my pets.
"OK. Mistress is awake now. Look up into her eyes as you focus on her clit." Kat ordered.
Sure enough, Izzy's eyes found mine as her tongue began swirling around my love button. That lasted for a couple of minutes as my arousal went up exponentially. Moving my hand to the top of her head, I patted it to reinforce that she was doing a good job.
"Now, take Mistress's clit between your lips and lash it with your tongue. As soon as she begins to orgasm, open your mouth and clamp it around her entire pussy so you can drink down every drop. Don't forget to continue licking deep inside to coax it all out and make her orgasm last as long as possible." Kat took to her teachings well. In turn, she was giving excellent instruction to Izzy. It was only a moment later that euphoria washed over me as I climaxed. True to her lesson plan, Izzy clamped her mouth to my pussy and began lashing her tongue with abandon.
"Now, slow, gentle licks all around while she comes down. Once her orgasm has completely abated, you are done for now. Usually, Mistress will demand you continue until she has had at least three orgasms, but in the morning, it is usually just the one to wake her."
I let myself float in the pleasure for a few more minutes before I was done. Kat led Izzy out of the room and down to the kitchen to begin fixing breakfast. Amy got up to start the shower while I stretched and finished waking up. The shower didn't last too long. I kept it to the basics, with just a couple of quick gropes and a few lite rubs while Amy washed my hair and body. After drying off and brushing each other's hair, I slipped on a robe while Amy slipped her collar back around her neck. When it was in place, Amy slipped into Stacie's room to make sure that they were awake and ensure that protocols were followed as I went down for breakfast.
Standing in the doorway to the kitchen, I found Kat and Izzy busy making breakfast. She was also teaching Izzy the protocol for my morning. Since they were cooking, they were both wearing aprons and nothing else. Kat did have her collar on though. As soon as they heard me walk into the kitchen, Izzy rushed to the coffee maker and proceeded to pour me a fresh cup. She set it down in front of me just as I sat down. I don't use cream or sugar. I always have to laugh at myself for that.
Every time I have my morning coffee, I think about that scene from the movie 'Airplane'. It's the scene where the two prim and proper children are sitting together, and the little boy asks the little girl if she would like coffee. She says yes, and the boy pours her a cup. When the boy asks if she wants cream or sugar, she replies, 'No thank you. I like my coffee like my men, Strong and Black.' The look of astonishment on the little boy's face is just priceless. Just to be clear, it is the girl's reply and the boy's reaction that I find hilarious. Personally, I don't have sex with guys - regardless of build or color. Oh, and as far as women go, the color of their skin has no bearing at all. I have pets of many different racial backgrounds, and I have zero tolerance for racism of any sort. Better stop this train of thought before I go into an hour-long rant about it. There's too much work to do right now for that since Jenny and Stacie just walked into the kitchen.
I was pleased to see that Stacie was wearing a silk robe, while Jenny was naked. Of course, Amy followed them in wearing just her collar. I smiled seeing that Stacie was carrying her crop, just as I was. Stacie took her place at the other end of the table in the captain's chair, while Jenny and Amy went to get coffee. Amy began gathering plates to set the table as Jenny finished fixing Stacie's coffee and serving it to her. After Jenny and Amy finished setting the table, Amy took her place kneeling on the padded bench to my right, while Jenny knelt to Stacie's right. After the food was delivered to the table, Kat and Izzy removed their aprons and took their places at the table.
Breakfast was superb, as usual for Kat, and I made sure to compliment both cooks for their efforts. We chatted like normal friends around the table all through breakfast. Izzy had started to ask a question regarding her training, but I quickly cut her off.
"When we are eating meals, we will not be discussing anyone's training. This is a time for pleasant conversation." I said to them. I went further and told them that they were to eat while kneeling properly on the benches, use good manners, and be respectful. I decided that since Kat and Izzy had cooked, Amy and Jenny would clean up afterward.
After breakfast, Kat went with me, and Izzy went with Stacie to our respective rooms. Kat was to assist me in getting dressed and ready for the day, while Izzy was performing the same task with Stacie. Of course, that included being licked to a nice little orgasm before donning the clothes that I had picked out. After my wonderful cum, I stood up so Kat could slide my dress up over my body. My pet Amy had bought this for me on the one-year anniversary of her submitting it to me. It was strapless and went all the way to the floor. The dress cut ran all the way to my hips and if it shifted a certain way, you could know for certain that I was wearing nothing underneath it but the 6-inch stilettos on my feet.
Looking at Stacie when she entered the living room, I could tell that she had received the same treatment. The faint stripe across Izzy's ass suggested that there may have been a bit of persuasion needed first. The faintness of the mark told me that it wasn't more than a firm tap, but it was something. It looked like my new girlfriend was beginning to adapt. I couldn't help the thoughts that came into my head or the smile that came to my face seeing her in the clothes I picked for her. Her skirt stopped 6 inches above her knee. It was also cut up the left side, but not nearly to the height mine was. The only thing covering her naked upper body was the lightweight bolero jacket that was being held closed with a two-inch chain. It was long enough to cover her breasts but short enough that you could see every inch of her toned midsection. On her feet were a pair of stiletto knee-length boots. I freely admit to feeling a tingle in my neither region when I saw her.
It was only a moment later that we were all in the living room. Stacie and I were seated on the couch. Amy and Kat knelt in front of me, while Jenny and Izzy were directed to kneel in front of Stacie. The day's training was about to begin. I told Stacie that this was a formal time and that it required the proper positioning. I asked her to give the command.
She was hesitant for a moment and looked over at me. I nodded my head once and she looked back at the four women on the floor. "Present!" she said with some force in her voice. Immediately they snapped into the formal position.
