NOTES: Special thanks to all of you who emailed to inform me of a HUGE mistake on the airplane. "Pour Some Sugar On Me" is by Def Leppard, not Led Zepplin. I hope it won't be another 6 months before the next chapter. Thank you ALL for being patient. If you want to be apprised of future chapters, send me some feedback and make that notation. You can also find me on Facebook.
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Soft lips on the cheek. A nuzzling of the ear. Another kiss on the cheek, tender as a butterfly. A light kiss on the lips. Warm body spooning behind her.
Sharon's muddled brain took a moment to register the data. If there was a warm body behind her, who was kissing her? She slid a hand backward underneath the sheet to find a familiar smooth thigh. She knew that thigh well; she had touched it, caressed it, kissed it, spooned with it almost every night for the past few weeks.
A small, unfamiliar tongue skittered across her lips. She cracked an eyelid ever so slightly, trying to see who was doing this without letting them know. The Oriental features of Kumiko looked at her, smiling, and drew closer to kiss her a little harder on the lips. The only muscles that Sharon moved were those controlling her index finger as she tapped urgently on Lillian's bare thigh, trying to wake the woman. A long, slow inhalation of breath behind her indicated that Lillian was waking up. Sharon kept up the insistent tapping as Kumiko leaned down to gently kiss a closed eyelid. Surely, Lillian would see this and come unglued.
"Beloved," Lillian said sleepily, "please stop that. Time for you to get up." At her Mistress's voice, Kumiko straightened, folded her hands and smiled at Sharon as the girl opened both eyes and sat up. Sharon looked from the maid to her Goddess and back again. Kumiko stepped back, retrieved a spanking white terrycloth robe from a chair and held it out, eyes lowered, for Sharon to slip into. Sharon, perpetually confused by Lillian's actions, leaned over to kiss her lover and climbed out of bed, fully nude, to slip into the robe and fasten the belt. Lillian, eyes closed, kissed her back, rolled over, snugged up the blanket and promptly fell asleep again.
"Mistress Sharon," Kumiko said softly, barely above above a whisper. "If you would do me the honor of eating the breakfast I have prepared for you, I will explain what just happened." She assumed her usual submissive posture as she waited patiently for Sharon's answer.
"Okay, I'll be there in a minute," she said, heading for the bathroom, Kumiko stepping aside to let her pass. A couple minutes later, Sharon wandered into the kitchen to find a place set for her.
"Er....where's Ms Lillian's place?"
"With apologies, Mistress Sharon," the maid said in a low voice, "Mistress Lillian's setting will be placed for her shortly after she rises later this morning."
Sharon slid into the proffered seat, squirming to get her butt settled as Kumiko began serving while speaking.
"Mistress Lillian dislikes the raucousness of alarm clocks, preferring instead to be awakened gently and with affection. I am truly surprised she has not told you this. I understand that you have been with her for several weeks now. Do you wish for anything else at this time, Ma'am?" Kumiko gestured to the meal and coffee.
"No, Kumiko, this is fine, thanks." Sharon turned her head and smiled at the maid, marveling at the compact body. With Kumiko standing directly next to her, Sharon could see that Kumiko was well-toned, the barest hint of muscle definition showing. Probably martial arts katas and a bit of sparring, she decided.
Kumiko turned and clicked away into the living room. Presently, there was the whisper of cloth on wood as she began dusting.
Sharon ate in silence, her mind quietly mulling over the events of the past weeks; meeting her Goddess in the back yard, getting kicked out of her parent's house (and later disowning them) and having nowhere else to turn, Lillian welcoming her with open arms and legs. She thought about their first dinner and the delicious, sexy ride. She was happy that Regan and Cindy seemed to hit it off so well, she thought that they were perfect for each other.
Her thoughts turned to her protection detail and all the fun she'd had in their classes.
Curious that Ms Lillian didn't seem the least bit concerned at the cost of her homecoming dress. She'd worn it once and didn't even a good time...unless you counted kicking, "Jose Montego's," ass. That was kinda cool.
She sighed, drained her glass of orange juice and scooted back from the table. She stood, poured another cup of coffee and wandered in to the living room where Kumiko was busily wiping down the computer monitor and keyboard, both of which were already turned on.
"Mistress," said Kumiko in acknowledgment, as she held the chair, her eyes fixed on the floor. "Mistress Lillian desires for you to be nude as much as possible, even while doing schoolwork. I am forbidden to look at your nude body until Mistress Lillian is satisfied."
"Satisfied? Satisfied with what?" Sharon undid the belt of her robe, slipped out of it and handed the fluffy cloth to the maid, then sat to begin the process of logging in to her email account.
"She wishes to be totally satisfied that I am committed to Daria and will not try to seduce you. That is part of my father's punishment. I must commit to one person while I am in the United States.
Sharon almost gave herself whiplash turning her head to look at Kumiko.
"You mean that Ms Lillian brought me here as a TEST?!?!? I'm a PUPPET?!?!" She leapt from the seat, spinning to face Kumiko.
