Diane sat at her kitchen table, nervously awaiting Celeste's arrival. She sipped at her coffee despite the nervous fluttering that seemed to haunt her stomach like a colony of bats, their leathery wings fluttering about as they prepared to leave their home's safety for their nightly hunt. Her anxiety was making her wish she could call the whole thing off desperately, but Diane knew that she couldn't. Kayla had given her a deadline of today to have her seduction completed. And no matter the task or how daunting Diane found it, she wouldn't let her Mistress down.
Kayla's views on the matter were crystal clear. If she couldn't seduce Celeste, a woman so obviously curious about her sexuality, what hope did Diane have to seduce Renee Archer when the time came? To the best of anyone's knowledge, Ms. Archer had given no indication of being interested in women.
Kayla had gone as far as to hire a private investigator to look into the woman's personal life. From what he could uncover, Ms. Archer had been asexual since the death of her husband almost fifteen years earlier. No one the investigator had spoken to could recall the teacher dating or otherwise engaging with anyone of either sex.
That seemingly impossible task was a worry for another time, though, as far as Diane was concerned. Right now, she had a blue-eyed dark-haired young beauty to care herself with turning.
Diane's nerves and anxiety on the issue seemed silly, even to her. Since being seduced and becoming Kayla's submissive and second-in-command, Diane had been intimate with seven different women, including her own sister. So, why was it that seducing Celeste seemed to be causing her so much trepidation?
Diane had given that thought much consideration since being assigned the task by the woman she loved.
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She had met with Celeste twice for coffee. Both of those occasions had taken place in public coffee shops and been chaperoned. Cherry had been with her the first time, with Carrie, Ah, and Aayhlia joining them the second. Diane had included the extra attendees under the pretense of providing Celeste more information about the new business and subsequent cheerleading camps. In truth, Diane had simply wanted them as a buffer while she got a better feel for the younger mother.
While the young, dark-headed beauty had been both cordial and attentive to the information, Ms. South and the girls had to offer. It was evident to all present that it was Diane she was really there fo see.
The three amigos had been extremely quick to point the fact out to Kayla later that day.
"She has a bigtime crush on your girlfriend, Mistress," Carrie had teased.
"Most definitely," the beautiful Aayhlia added. "She hardly even seemed to notice when Ah bent over at the table to retrieve her pen off the floor and exposed her thong pantied ass." Then turning to look at her diminutive best friend, Aayhlia teased her with a smile, "You shameless slut."
Tiny little Ah simply responded to her friend by sticking her tongue out before looking at Kayla and saying, "These two are right though, Mistress. Celeste is totally into Mistress Diane, are you sure want to risk having her bring this one in? Maybe Coach South would be less risky."
Diane, who sat snuggled up against the woman she loved on the loveseat, said almost defensively, "You three may be right in your assumptions about Celeste. But you're dead wrong in assuming there would be any danger of me ever loving anyone but Kayla."
Celeste was an incredibly sexy and beautiful young woman. If she hadn't already been involved with Kayla, Diane could have possibly seen herself developing feelings for such an alluring creature. But her love for Kayla prevented such a thing from being a threat. Being submissive to the woman she loved was far preferential to being dominant to a woman she held a significant attraction towards. At least it was for Diane.
Kayla patted her girlfriend's hand before leaning in to kiss her sweetly. "They are just protective of us, baby, don't read too much into it."
Diane didn't know if she believed that but kept that thought to herself. She had no doubt that the three cheerleaders were protective of Kayla. What Diane wasn't so sure of was Carrie and Aayhlia's feelings towards her. At times, she had the distinct impression that both young women would like nothing more than to have her out of the way. That way, they might have the chance to have Kayla to themselves. Ah had taken to Diane much quicker than those two and seemed to have a little crush on her. So she had bonded much sooner with the beautiful little Asian blonde.
Kayla looked at her three submissives and said, "I don't doubt for a moment that after Diane has successfully seduced Celeste, her heart will remain mine."
"Always and forever, Mistress," Diane said, looking up at Kayla with love in her eyes.
"And Ms. Archer?" Carrie asked, "When do we get to see that bitch on her knees?"
"In time," Kayla said without taking her eyes off Diane. "My girlfriend has to learn to walk as a seductress before she can run. That is a seduction that will require confidence. That is why it has to be her that brings Celeste into our little family."
"When do you meet with her again, Mistress Diane?" Aayhlia asked.
Not bothering trying to tear her eyes away from Kayla's hypnotic stare, Diane said, "We're having coffee together the day after tomorrow. She's going to come by my place after dropping her daughter off at school."
"Then, I expect to hear from you once you have completed your task. When I meet with you that afternoon, I fully expect you to still taste of Celeste's pussy on your lips." Kayla said in a voice that was both soft and demanding.
Diane felt her heart race at Kayla's words. The thought of having beautiful Celeste's gorgeous face between my legs and as another of her submissive's was enticing, to say the least. But the thrill of doing so was far outweighed by the possibility of discovery each new woman brought. Beth and Dana were both low-risk probabilities as far as potential problems were concerned. Dana would never tell anyone. Most would find their union highly immoral, but the police would find it highly illegal as well. Beth couldn't risk word getting out without losing her inheritance.
Celeste was a different story, though. Yes, she had a boyfriend she lived with, and from what Diane had learned so far, she likely didn't want to risk disturbing that relationship. His job as a lawyer allowed her the freedom to be a stay at home mother, something Celeste couldn't otherwise do. Still, there wasn't that familial connection she had with her other two subs. What if she became too enamored with Diane and decided to reveal what was going on to Jerry?
When she'd mentioned her concerns to Kayla, the young Domme had worked to ease her mind. She said she'd spoken to both Celeste and her daughter at the camp separately. In her opinion, Celeste's main life focus was the happiness of her daughter Elise, and the girl loved her mother's long-time boyfriend. To Elise, he was her father, and Kayla highly doubted that the young mother would do anything to endanger that relationship.
In other words, she was gently pointing out how Diane was overthinking things.
Lost in her thoughts, Diane jumped when the sound of the doorbell penetrated her reverie, startling her. Standing, Diane made her way to the front door. Placing her hand on the doorknob, she took a moment to take a breath and then plant a smile on her face. Slowly letting the air escape her lungs, Diane opened the door.
Celeste looked alluring in a half-sleeve floral chiffon dress, the bluish-gray color playing utterly perfect off the dark-headed beauty's blue eyes. Diane's risked a glance at her legs, noticing the hem of the dress ended four or five inches above Celeste's knees. The short hem made her usually long and graceful looking legs look even more so than was typical. They weren't as dark as Kayla's naturally tan skin, but they had clearly drunk a lot of the sun's rays over the summer.
Celeste had her hair done up in a French braid, making her appear even younger than her twenty-five years. Her long eyelashes were crowned by the slightest hint of blue eyeshadow in the creases of her eyelids. Her lips looked wet, kissed with a light coating of some type of pink gloss. The thought crossed Diane's mind of how much wetter they would look with her feminine essence coating them.
"Come on in, Celeste," Diane said, stepping aside to allow the young mother entrance into her home.
As the young beauty eased past her, Diane breathed in the scent of Celeste's body lotion catching whiffs of jasmine and honeysuckle as the young mother coasted by. She found herself wondering if Celeste would taste as good as she smelled.
"Sorry I'm late, Elise was dragging around this morning. My boyfriend Jason is out of town right now attending some kind of law seminar. He's usually the drill instructor that gets her motivated in the morning, and I'm a soft touch," Celeste explained with a roll of her eyes.
Diane smiled back at the seductive looking young woman and said, "It's the opposite in this household. When my husband is home, the twins have him wrapped around their little fingers. I think he feels so guilty about how much he's on the road that he's continually giving in to them."
