Thanks to Candace as always for her editing skills.
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Diane waited nervously in the sunroom, her right leg thrown over the arm of the chair, her open-toed high heel dangling from the end of her foot. Kayla, along with help from her three compatriots, had fun in using her as a living Barbie doll before the three cheerleaders headed home.
They'd finally settled on a sheer black bra and panties set. The lace demi bra was too small for her breasts, causing them to spill out the top of the bra cups almost obscenely. The lace panties were bikini cut, and so sheer they were almost gossamer in appearance. Her outfit was topped off by a pair of expensive black silk lace thigh highs. They were the most comfortable pair of hosiery that Diane had ever encountered. Despite feeling somewhat egotistical for the assessment, Diane found herself agreeing with Carrie's opinion that their inclusion made her look "sexy as fuck."
Despite the anxiety she was feeling, Diane couldn't help but feel constant flutters in the pit of her stomach at the thought of Beth's mouth between her legs. The middle-aged mother of two often found herself attracted to her sister-in-law over the years. Diane could remember a trip she and Jerry had taken with Beth and her first husband. This trip had taken place the year before she'd had the twins, and Diane had often thought she'd gotten pregnant with them on the trip.
Their husbands had spent the day deep sea fishing leaving the two women to have a free day. They'd spent it at an exclusive spa where they'd been naked around each other most of the day. Diane had found herself wet and horny for the duration. Beth's incredible body that day had been the first real test Diane's heterosexuality had ever faced, and it had nearly failed.
They'd finished their spa trip and retreated to the safety of Beth's suite. They hadn't been expecting their husbands back for several more hours and were lounging around in just their spa robes. Both women had consumed several glasses of wine as they relaxed on the sectional. Despite the piece of furniture's size, they faced each other with less than a foot between themselves. Diane couldn't help but find herself staring as Beth's robe gaped open, clearly showing the full, round swell of her sister-in-law's left breast. Diane could remember her mouth-watering at the sight of Beth's brown, silver dollar sized areola and thick three-quarter-inch nipple. She'd looked up to find Beth staring into her eyes, knowing the beautiful brunette had caught her ogling her body. Rather than seem upset or embarrassed by Diane's evident arousal, she watched as Beth bit at her lower lip, her eyes lowering to Diane's full lips. Her movement forward subtle at first. When Diane's fully registered that Beth was slowly leaning in to kiss her, there was no panic, only anticipation. She began to lean in to meet the kiss. When their mouths were a mere two inches apart, the sound of the front door and their husbands voices startled them both back to their regular positions.
Only an offshore storm had prevented both women from sexually experiencing each other's bodies that day, Diane was sure of that. As manifest as that reality was to her, the two women never discussed what almost happened, not that day nor any other.
Diane was so aroused that she'd immediately taken Jerry back to their suite, where she'd fucked him repeatedly for several hours. It had been the best sex of their young marriage with Diane having a rare vaginal orgasm from penetration. Of course, she'd had her eyes closed and had been imagining what might have happened had the boys encountered better weather that day. She had been picturing Beth's tongue buried in her pussy when she'd come hard as Jerry stroked away with his small cock inside her.
She'd missed her following period and took a pregnancy test a couple of weeks later. The resulting positive test had removed the thoughts of ever exploring her sexuality.
That is until Kayla had come along and thrown the doors to her lesbianism wide open.
In her left hand, Diane held the same riding crop that Kayla had used on Ah the night before. Kayla's instruction as to the best way to approach the domination of her sister-in-law was appreciated but unnecessary. The closer it got to happening, the more Diane imagined taking charge of the beautiful thirty-nine-year-old brunette. It helped that this woman she'd trusted fully had betrayed her. This morning she would learn what a mistake that had been.
Diane listened, hearing the voices as they approached the sunroom. "Today, you get the pleasure of meeting my new girlfriend and your new Mistress. From this moment, both of you will follow her every instruction unless it contradicts an order of mine. While she is my girlfriend, and the woman that I love, she is also my submissive." She heard Kayla's voice inform the pair.
"Yes, Mistress," both women responded in unison.
"Such loyal pets," Kayla's voice said. "While your new Mistress is looking forward to having you both serve her needs, it is you, Beth, that she is interested in meeting today."
Diane could see their shadows approach the room, lengthening as they came and heard Beth say, "Yes, Mistress," a split second before they rounded the corner, and she caught first sight of them.
Beth and Cherry were down on all fours and had crawled the length of the long hall. Both women were naked except for their high heeled shoes and the collars they wore around their necks.
The moment Diane and Beth's eyes made contact, a look of sudden panic seemed to flood the older brunette's countenance. Diane gave her no hint of recognition firmly slapping the end of the crop into her right palm. She stood and practically stomped in the high heels across the length of the room. Aayhlia, who modeled in her free time, had taught her the walk and had assured her that it would help sell her dominance to Beth.
Reaching Kayla and the two prone subs, Diane was aware of the eyes on her but ignored them leaning in and kissing Kayla passionately. The younger Domme wrapped her fingers in Diane's hair and kissed back possessively. When their lips separated, Kayla handed Diane the leash that was connected to Beth.
She said, "Here's the pet you requested, Baby. I hope you have fun with her."
"Thank you, my beautiful Mistress. I'm a bit put out with pet Beth. She's been a bit talkative about private matters and will have to be corrected. I'll teach her how to be a good pet." Diane offered.
Looking up, Beth said, "Diane, I...Ohhh."
A sharp swat by Diane, with the crop, seemed to short circuit any retort by the middle-aged-blondes sister-in-law. Pulling up sharply on the brunette's leash, Diane said, "Slut, you will not speak unless you are asked a direct question. Even then, you will keep your answers succinct and without elaboration. Do we understand each other?"
"Ye...yes, Mistress," Beth stuttered. She was clearly stunned at the sudden turn of events.
Tugging at the leader, Diane said, "I think I'm going to take this pet upstairs to the playroom if you don't mind Mistress."
