Diane had little doubt when she released Celeste from her care that she would see those beautiful blue eyes again soon. She had become very proficient at reading people thanks in large part to things Kayla had taught her in the months they had been together. Body cues, facial tics, the way a person's eyes shifted or dilated under certain conditions, even the way they breathed. All those things told a story if you knew how to read them, and Diane did.
While obviously a bit bewildered and frustrated at being sent away without her promised sexual release. Celeste had exhibited no body language that left Diane feeling concerned. So, she could only smile at its content when she received a text from the younger mother before going to bed.
Celeste: Can't wait to see you three in the morning. I can hear my vibrator calling my name, but so far, I've managed to resist.
Diane: Good girl. You're so going to enjoy tomorrow morning.
Celeste: Actually, I really enjoyed what happened today. I'm not sure what that says about me, but it's true.
Diane: It says that you're a submissive lesbian slut, much like me, and that you love serving your Mistress. Outside of my twins, nothing makes me happier or more content than being on my knees between my Mistress's legs. So why should you be any different?
Celeste: Goodnight, Mistress
Diane: Sleep well, pet.
Diane had no idea as to whether her final words to the young dark-headed beauty actually brought her quality sleep. She just knew that a restful slumber of any quality completely eluded her. Diane couldn't shake the feeling that something was amiss in her relationship with Kayla. There was nothing tangible that she could put the finger on, just subtle changes in the amount of time they were spending together.
Diane didn't begrudge her girlfriend to be able to enjoy herself with new toys. As she'd explained to Celeste, doing so would be hypocritical, considering she still had a husband to contend with. What ate at Diane's soul, was not being able to be right there alongside Kayla as the Native American beauty brought these new girls into the fold. Being able to play with them after the fact was always fun, but far less satisfying than it would be beside the woman she loved.
Beside her, Jerry snored peacefully. It was to be expected after the gift she'd given him. It wasn't often these days that he wanted sex, thank God, but when he did, Diane felt obliged to try and make it as memorable for him as possible. She had straddled him and made short work of his very average erection, riding him like a wild woman until he exploded inside her. After a quick trip to the bathroom, it took less than five minutes for Jerry to be asleep, leaving Diane unsatisfied and alone contemplating her fears.
By the time her husband's alarm went off at six that morning, Diane had barely managed a couple of hours of sleep. Her dreams were a mixture of her fears interspersed with arousing flashes of provocative scenes between her and Kayla. They made the little amount of sleep she got seem anything but restful.
Jerry was gone by eight, with the twins soon following with their Aunt Beth stopping by to offer them a ride to school. It was a regular thing for Diane since taking possession of her two submissives. As Kayla had pointed out to her repeatedly, what use was it to have pets if Diane didn't make use of them by delegating some of her more tedious chores their way.
Beth was back by eight-twenty with Dana pulling in just a couple of ticks of the clock later. The three women had barely had a chance to fill their travel mugs with fresh coffee when a knock at the door had the trio grabbing their things.
Opening the front door, the three women surprised a very sexy Celeste. She looked resplendent in a pair of tight jeans, the kind that came with strategically placed holes in them, and a sumptuous looking cashmere sweater that did an excellent job of showcasing the younger mother's succulent breasts.
Diane grabbed the surprised woman's hand, saying, "Come on, pet. Us girls are going on a short road trip to a place that will give us a bit more room and a lot more toys to play with."
The four women all piled into Beth's Range Rover and were quickly on the road to Kayla's house. Diane had asked and received permission by text to use the playroom. She had long had a key to her Mistress's house, and Kayla had encouraged her to come and go as she pleased. Still, doing so made the older woman feel like a marauder invading her Domme's private space. So she was tentative about taking advantage of Kayla's courtesy.
The three established members of the group spent the entire time fielding questions from Celeste about where they were headed. Diane simply explained that they were headed to her girlfriend's home, where they would be assured of having the privacy and tools necessary to give Celeste a day she would never forget. She explained that, unfortunately, her Mistress had a prior engagement and wouldn't be able to join them. But she assured Celeste that she would be meeting the woman she loved very soon.
They reached the second floor of Kayla's home and found themselves standing just outside the locked door of the playroom. Diane unlocked the door and, after opening it, turned to walk backward so she could enjoy the look on Celeste's face at first glance of their BDSM paradise.
It was always entertaining to Diane to see the reactions women had to their first visit, and Celeste was no exception. The Domme watched as the dark-headed beauty's crystal blue eyes took in her surroundings, drinking in the ambiance of the room. You could almost see her trying to decipher what the various pieces of equipment could be used for, or perhaps imagining herself strapped into them.
Diane decided that she would give the new submissive an immediate opportunity to find out.
Turning to Beth and Dana, the Domme said, "Strap her into one of the sex chairs while I grab a few toys. There's no reason we can't test a few of her limits while we show the slut what it's like when a woman makes you cum."
Then winking at Celeste, she watched as the pair took the dark-headed beauty's arm and started semi-dragging her in the direction of the sex chair. The whole time, Celeste was looking over her shoulder at Diane with a look that spoke of fear and arousal.
Diane went to the wall containing the vast collection of toys that Kayla had accumulated since she began stocking the room. She grabbed a flogger, a flexible crop with a leather handle, a set of spring-loaded and screw tightened nipple clamps, and of course, the custom strapon harness Kayla had made for her along with a thick, nine-inch gel cock.
By the time she'd crossed the room and reached the submissive trio, Dana and Beth had a nervous-looking Celeste firmly secured in the chair.
Dragging a manicured nail the length of the younger mother's leg and across her inner thigh, Diane allowed the digit to slip between Celeste's cleft, which was already awash in her essence.
"Are you ready to complete your transformation into a lesbian slut?"
Celeste sighed and said, "If somebody had asked me that question just a few months ago, I would have probably laughed in their face."
