Falling Down the Rabbit Hole

Falling down the rabbit hole Chapter 3

Before I begin my tale of allision's journey, I wish to dedicate this story to my own lovely Grace. My partner in crime online, she is my muse, my love and my friend. She is the center of my online world.

The usual declarations: this is a work of fiction. All names, places and actions are from my head and do not represent any real people. All characters are over the age of 18. All my stories are a slow burn, so if you are looking for a quick sex scene or two or three, you might want to look elsewhere. I like to think this story is worth the wait. This is part three, you should go back and read parts 1 and 2 to make more sense of this story. This part contains incest and strict Dominance and submission, if these ideas offend you, please seek a different story. I hope those that continue enjoy this next episode of Allison's journey.

----- Maggie

RECAP

I never got to read any further. My aunt pushed me to my knees and took my face in her hands and kissed me deeply. Her hot tongue pushed deep into my mouth and danced with mine. I kissed her back with a desire and hunger like I had never felt before. Dragging me between her spread legs by my face as we continued to kiss. I could not pull away from her dominance as my own submissive nature was drawn to her. She caressed my face, as we continued to kiss and she spoke into my mouth as our lips continued rubbing against the other's.

"I always sensed you were as meek and submissive as your mother."

Kissing my forehead softly, she asked in a tone filled with longing and desire,

"You deserve a real Mistress, not a pretend one."

"Let me teach you and show you the way?"

I looked up lovingly at her, my heart racing and not waiting even a moment, I hugged her legs tightly and said,

"Yes, kissing the soft leather crotch of her pants between her thighs.

CHAPTER 3: FAMILY TRAINING

I don't know what came over me. This was my aunt. I loved her and I knew she loved me. Could I be her slave and commit my life to her? My mind was racing with conflicting thoughts as I was still on my knees, kissing the leather covered junction of her thighs.

"First things first," my aunt said as she pulled my face from her between her legs.

"Before I let you commit to me fully, I need to know your deepest desires and secrets and you must be a freed from that silly girl who thinks she owns you and is playing Mistress."

Tell me more about your desires and needs.

"We will establish limits, if you truly have the heart of a submissive woman," pulling me up onto the couch once more.

"In any case for now at least I am just your aunt and love you, and you can now call me Lauren or "L" as you are an adult woman."

"I have suspected for a long time you are a natural submissive, but I was waiting until you turned eighteen to explore your potential." "Your appearance at my club just speeded up the process."

She spoke in a quiet measured tone. Taking my hand, she led to her desk and told me to sit down. I sat down in front of a large computer. Standing close beside me she bent forward. For the first time I could smell her combination of perfume, sweat and sexual arousal. I breathed her musky female odor deep into my lungs. It was intoxicating. Within moments I could smell an odor emanating from my own pussy, bare beneath my skirt. Could just her heady aroma make me wet? I sat silently as my pussy began to drip as her fingers worked the keyboard and with a few keystrokes brought up a sexual inventory for me to fill out.

"Take your time and fill this out completely."

"I want to know your likes and dislikes. Anything you do not know just leave unchecked and we will discuss them."

"Hit print when you are done."

She walked to the couch, sat down and ignored me as I scrolled through the list before me. She crossed and uncrossed her legs and picked up a magazine. I stared for a moment as her slender high heel dangled from her foot and I could catch a glimpse between her legs and her leather covered pussy.

The list covered things like Manual and Oral sex, Sex Toys, Sex Play, BDSM, outdoor public play and other categories. Many things were familiar, but many other entries were not. I knew I was submissive and had no interest in being dominant. As I sat before the computer, many of the items listed made my puss tingle; things like enforced nudity, masturbation in public and being told what to wear, just made my aroused odor stronger and I checked yes, many others left me cold as I had no desire for them and I checked no and others I left blank for further explanation. When I was done, I hit print and in a moment the printer in the corner spit out a copy of my efforts.

Lauren took the printed copy, returned to her seat, scanned it quickly, called me over and point to the floor in front of her saying,

"Let's test your willingness as a slave."

"Strip, leave the stockings, heels and garter belt for now."

"Fold your clothes neatly and place them next to me."

"A good slave is a neat slave, remember it."

I got up, unbuttoning my blouse as I was walking towards the couch, stood before my aunt and removed it, folded it neatly and placed it on the couch. My bra was next. I hesitated for a moment as my breasts were uncovered and she could clearly see that my nipples were hard. I started to cover them with one hand, but she gave me a look and I didn't, just blushed and was bare breasted before her. The last obstacle to being totally naked to her gaze was my skirt. I took it off folded it neatly and now stood in just my belt, stockings and heels as she had already removed my panties. It was so obvious I was excited as my hairy mound and labia were covered in my thick clear discharge and small droplets hung from my lips and adhered to my inner thighs.

"Turn in a slow circle for me," she said in a low voice.

When I was facing away from her, she said, "Stop, now bend at your waist and spread your legs wide."

I had never felt as naked and exposed as I did now, displaying my nudity to my own aunt. My pussy so wide open and dripping and my virgin anal star visible to her eyes. Holding that pose, I felt her run her fingers in my vaginal goo and probe both my pussy and my asshole with it. She pushed hard into me and sawed in and out until I could not stifle my moans. On command I returned to my original position. As soon as I was facing her once more, she pointed down. I dropped to my knees before her.

Next thing I knew, the same wet fingers that had been in my pussy and then my ass was now deep in my mouth. She violated my mouth, pushing in and out as if she was face fucking me. Holding my head in one hand, she pushed my lips wide like she had a small dildo attached to her hand. The force of her invasion forced my head back. Finally, she was satisfied that her fingers were saliva coated. She pulled them from my aching mouth and dripped my saliva on my breasts covering my areolas and nipples on both breasts. Suddenly, I felt pain in my left nipple as she twisting and pulling it until I actually screamed in pain. Doing the same to my right, she commented,

"You do have the potential to be a very good girl," "You just need the right Owner."

I felt goosebumps forming all over my body and I started to shake as she continued to toy with my nipples as I knelt before her. I started to call her Mistress, but she stopped me; reminding me she was still just Lauren or "L" for now.

For the next half hour Lauren established boundaries for our lives, set rules to help me develop my submission to her properly, for when it happened. She established limits for me, based on the questionnaire I completed. We discussed them and added some of the things that I had left blank. It surprised me as a submissive to her, she gave me dignity and a voice in my submission that Barbara never did afford me. She gave me my first safe word to protect me, if things went too far. "Strawberry pie," a silly combination of words, but it would be my safety net to allow me to stop any situation.

I sat quietly, almost naked on her couch as Lauren worked at her desk. I do not know how long it was as I must have fallen asleep on the soft warm leather. I was awakened by the sound of her cell phone as she made a call. It was on speaker mode and I could hear the conversation with a woman she called Grace. Grace was Lauren's partner in the club and they alternated nights as manager. From their intimate conversation, I could tell that they were more than just business partners. They shared the same D/s perspective in life and love. Lauren apologized to her for the last-minute call and asked her take over supervising the club for the rest of the night. Grace said no problem and she would be there as soon as she was dressed properly for the evening.

I sat quietly on the couch and Lauren worked at her desk. I soon was dozing again, resting cushions on the couch. A knock on the door, followed almost immediately by this blast of female energy brought me to attention. A tall raven-haired woman came into the office. She completely ignored me and my nudity and went right up to the desk where my aunt was sitting. Lauren stood and this beautiful ball of energy embraced her and they kissed passionately.

At last, they released each other and my aunt thanked Grace for coming in at such short notice. Explaining to her, as she pointed at me huddled at the end of the couch, that she had to take care of a family matter. Grace turned and looked at me for the first time, turning her head back towards my aunt she said,

"Family matter?"

"Yes, this is my niece, Allison," "Stand up girl and let Grace get a good look at you."

I stood up and did a slow turn to show off my entire body. I could feel the blush starting at my face and moving down my chest as both women stared at my nakedness.

"She is a pretty little thing," smiling at my nude figure, Grace said, "Does she have a friend?"

My aunt laughed,

"All in good time," "I know the perfect little toy for you."

Lauren told me to sit again and I now could look at this high-heeled vision that towered above me. She wore the sexiest ankle strapped red heels. She had a slim frame and I guessed her height to be 5' 5", but with the heels she towered over me and I was overcome by her confidence and control as I stared at her. The heels surrounded her foot like a beautiful red vine and had a small silver buckle that locked them in place. Her foot was arched to its limit and she was balanced on the slim spike of a 5" stiletto. She was dressed all in red leather, if you could call the leather that clung to her body like a second skin being dressed. I could hear the clicky clack of her heels as she moved closer, but it was her make up, done dramatically to high-light her dark and mysterious eyes that drew my total attention. The first thought that ran through my mind was how did she not fall and break her neck and then I was engulfed by her intoxicating perfume. My heart beat faster and I was caught in her gaze.

Her eyes were intense and probed deep into mine. I felt even more exposed and vulnerable. She smiled down on me and I knew immediately she sensed my reaction to her stare. Looking up at her, there was an aura of strength that made me shake as I could feel a cold sensation run down my spine. Her eyes seemed to glow with a fierceness that both excited and frightened me at the same time.

She stood tall and proud, her jet-black hair long and flowing around her shoulders. She wore gold hoop earrings and they glittered in the ceiling light of the office as her hair moved with the movement of her head as she looked me over from head to toe.

There was no doubt in my mind that a true Dominatrix stood before me. My aunt was so much more subtle in her dominance, but Grace just looked the part of an experienced mistress. The red leather of her catsuit clung to her body like a second skin. Her small breasts were hardly more than prominent nipples that I could clearly see pushing out from the soft leather. My eyes continued down her sleek torso and I could see her plump mound, well defined by a deep camel toe in the tight leather between her thighs.

Turning back to my aunt, my eyes fell on her ass cheeks. If you thought her body was beautiful from the front, it was magnificent from the rear. I just stared at the leather covered globes as my aunt came around the desk and moved closer to me. Grace caught me staring as she turned quickly to be in step with Lauren. She smirked at me and told me there would be many times in the future when I could look and worship her ass. Lauren laughed at her comment, turned her around and squeezed her butt and then gave it a slap.

"Remember who's boss here gracie."

The sound filled the room and "gracie"gave a small whimper and kissing my aunt as she turned once more to face me. They spent the next few minutes discussing my body in graphic detail. Grace took my aunt's place behind the desk. Lauren came close to me and told me to dress quickly as we needed to go. She took my hand like I was a child and we left the office.

Chapter 4 soon