Disclaimer:
Here is chapter eight of the Jessica and Stacy saga. As always, I encourage you to read previous chapters for context and to familiarize yourself with the characters. This chapter is once again more a setup chapter (I know, this f-ing guy, right.) because I felt I needed it for future storylines. I apologize if I upset anyone with this. As always please let me know what you think or if you have suggestions for future stories in the comments below. Standard legal stuff: all characters are above the age of 18, any resemblance to real life people and/or situations is entirely coincidental, I don't mind if you post this on another site just please acknowledge me somewhere in the post. Hope you enjoy the story!
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Jessica awoke, for the second morning in a row, to the faint rays of sunlight coming from her friend Stacy's bedroom window. This time, however, she knew exactly where she was, and didn't need the collar lying on the bedside table to remind her of the two previous evening's activities. Jessica smiled, loving the sound of the blonde's soft breathing as she continued to sleep beside her. As Jessica thought back to the night before, where she had pledged herself to her new mistress, she remembered the rain check that she owed her mistress. Jessica herself had suggested the rule that required her to repay every one of her own orgasms with one for her mistress, so, remembering how much her mistress had enjoyed her wake up the previous morning, Jessica once again snapped the collar around her neck and maneuvered between Stacy's legs, careful not to disturb her.
Stacy felt her pet kissing and licking her thighs, bringing her from her slumber in the best possible way. She opened her eyes and looked down at her pet, a big grin coming across her face. "Good morning, my pet! You keep waking me up this way I might make it a rule!"
"I wouldn't say no!" Jessica replied, flicking her tongue against Stacy's stiffening clit.
"It's a deal then! Rule number 6, anytime we fall asleep together you will wake me up by eating me out!" Stacy responded, loving how giving her new pet was.
"Breakfast IS the most important meal of the day!" Jessica answered back, eliciting a laugh from Stacy.
"Well, get eating!" Stacy retorted, gently grabbing the back of Jessica's head and guiding it to her dripping wet pussy. Jessica began lapping at her mistress' pussy, quickly bringing the blond to the verge of an orgasm. "Fuck! This might be the best rule yet!" Stacy moaned. "You are SOOO good at that! Keep going! I'm going to cum!"
Jessica stuck two fingers from one hand in to Stacy's sopping pussy, pushing one from the other into the blonde's tight asshole, which, just like the morning before, sent Stacy over the edge, releasing a copious amount of sticky juices as she did. Jessica drank them all down, loving the taste of her new mistress.
Once Stacy had recovered, she pulled her new put up for a kiss, also enjoying her own taste on the brunette's tongue. "Thank you, my pet!" She said, breaking the kiss. "Your mouth is amazing!"
"You're welcome, mistress!" Jessica replied. "I still owed you one from last night!
"Yes, you did! But you owed me one in the manner of my choosing!" Stacy retorted, a wicked grin crossing her face. Jessica's eyes bulged at her mistress' words. She had forgotten about the little addition her mistress had made to her suggestion for a rule, specifying that Stacy got to choose the manner in which Jessica brought her to orgasm. Stacy laughed as she saw the look of recognition in her pet's eyes. "Don't worry, I would have chosen a wake-up call anyway! We're even, my pet!" She kissed the brunette one more time.
Jessica stared at Stacy. In less than two days Jessica had fallen madly in love with the woman lying underneath her. Stacy had shown more concern for her in two days than just about anyone else had in a lifetime. "I love you, Stacy!" She said to her blonde friend, knowing their bedroom antics had very little to do with her feelings.
"I love you too, Jess!" Stacy replied, staring at her friend with the look of love she had developed especially for her. Stacy pulled Jessica in for a more tender, yet no less passionate, kiss than the two had previously shared, not breaking until they were both out of breath.
Jessica flopped down next to her new mistress, spooning up against the blonde. "I wish we didn't have to work today. I just want to lie here with you all day!"
"Me too!" Stacy sighed next to her. "What time do you start?"
"Noon. You?" Jessica replied.
"Two." Stacy answered.
The two women snuggled together silently for a few minutes, both enjoying the feel of the others body against theirs. Finally, Stacy broke the silence. "We should probably get out of bed; you still have to go home and get changed. Do you want to take a shower here or at home?" She asked.
"Unless you're coming to my place with me, then here!" Jessica replied, giggling.
"Here, it is!" Stacy responded, giggling herself. She stood up and pulled Jessica towards the bathroom.
The two women shared a shower, gently caressing each other's bodies as they washed, but nothing more. After toweling each other dry they walked back into Stacy's bedroom naked, Jessica reaching for the toys that her mistress had mandated she have inserted at all times. Stacy stopped her, saying "You don't have to wear them for a couple days, Jess. I want you to rest, you've had a hard weekend.".
"Are you sure, Stace?" Jessica asked. Truthfully, she was a little sore, but she would never tell her new mistress this fact.
"Yes, I'm sure. I plan to have a lot of fun with you, and don't want to wear you out in the first week, my pet!" Stacy answered, a wicked grin once again coming across her face.
"Yes, mistress!" Jessica replied, becoming aroused at the thought of what her mistress had in store for her.
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Jessica sang softly to herself on Tuesday, smiling as she walked out of work after her shift. Several of her co-workers, ones that had not been at the pajama party the previous weekend, had remarked how much of a better mood she seemed to be in. She told them that she had developed a new outlook on life, imagining what they would say if they knew the truth. She quickly realized that she didn't care what they thought, she was happy and that was all that mattered. This epiphany was liberating, causing her mood to soar. Jessica had also seen several of her co-workers that had been at the party, and even Alissa, one of the three women she didn't work with that had been at the party, none of them having to ask about her increased mood. They all gave Jessica big hugs, whispering in her ear how much fun that they had had with her. She thanked them all for their efforts, hinting that it might not be a one-time event. She hadn't seen her fellow pet Katie, or Katie's mistress Trinity, yet, but she knew that she would be seeing them more than any of the other women. She had seen Stacy the most, as she worked in the same department at the store, causing Jessica's heart to skip a beat every time.
As Jessica drove home, she received a text from her mistress. "You should have a couple packages waiting for you when you get home! Hope you like them!" It read. Jessica was intrigued, wondering what they could be. There were indeed two boxes, and a small card with Jessica's name in Stacy's handwriting, waiting for her in her mailbox, both, gratefully, a nondescript brown. She took the boxes back to her tiny apartment, deciding to take a shower and get something to eat before opening the packages. After doing the dishes Jessica went back to her bedroom, picking up the card and opening it.