Thanks for all the love for chapter 2 y'all! I had a good time writing this new chapter. Admittedly I had anticipated a lot more plot advancement in this one than what I ended up doing. That was due in large part to the character introductions and world building that I felt were necessary to add at this stage. To ensure the level of detail and story would remain as I wanted them, I wound up splitting this chapter into two, which just means that Chapter 4 is already partially written and won't be far behind this one!
As such, there are some sweet and intimate girl girl moments in this one but no full on sex scene as there have been in the previous chapters. Don't worry though, lots of WLW kinky and intense sex is imminent and very soon for our new queer lady pro.
Hope y'all enjoy. Please keep the feedback and suggestions coming!
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CHAPTER 3
I don't know how long I slept that first night, but I remember that the sun was shining brightly through the slats of the pulled shades in Mama's room when I slowly came to. The first thing I noticed was that I was naked. This surprised me because I never sleep naked, or, I never did before this whole thing. Now I do it all the time, whether alone or nestled in between a pair of warm smooth thighs. Clothing just gets in the way of those tingly sensations you can get as your body comes back to consciousness I've since found.
But back to that fateful morning, the second thing I noticed was that it was warm under this blanket, too warm to have just been from my own body heat. I shifted slightly and that's when I realized that someone was pressed against me from behind. I'd woken up next to a male hookup or boyfriend before but this was a completely different experience. Someone soft, smooth and feminine was holding me to her in a not unpleasant, albeit disorienting embrace. As my nerves came back online and I came more into my body, I realized that one hand was wrapped intimately around my waist and the other was just lightly cupping my right breast, having snuck under the crook of my armpit as I slept. Whoever this was had a different essence and feel than Mama. I can't tell you how I knew, but it was very clear to me that this was not the woman who had taken me last night.
I shifted slightly more and my ass cheek was met with a familiar warmth and a hint of moisture. My fluttered open as I realized what my bum was pressed up against. My mind raced with fragmented memories of last night -- the terrifying encounter with Butch, and the unexpected tenderness of Mama's touch and the release she gave me with her body. My heart pounded in my chest as I tried to make sense of it all -- and figure out just who was holding me so tenderly.
"Good morning, Cat," whispered a gentle voice beside me. I squirmed in surprise but her arms held me in place.
"Shh-shh hi, it's okay." she said from behind in a soft gentle tone. Her hand on my chest reached up and lightly rubbed at my nipple in a calming gesture. I looked to my side and could see a hint of raven hair spilled over the pillow we were both lying on. "It's me. It's Dot from the reception desk."
"Wha--" I stammered, squirming again. She let go of me but held her hands loosely on my body. I awkwardly rolled over to face her, noting that we were clearly both naked as we lay close together under Mama's covers. "W-what are you doing here?"
"You're okay, Kitty." she murmured sleepily, her fingers tracing lazy circles over my hip. "Mama asked me to keep you company after last night. It was clear you might be having some trouble adjusting, and we try to be really supportive here, especially for the newbies."
My cheeks flushed at the intimate memory of Mama's lips pressed against mine, the way her hands had felt on my skin. It was so unlike anything I'd ever experienced before, but in the moment, it had felt... right. Necessary, even. Like a secret shared between us, locked away in the shadows of the converted Victorian home.
"Hey," she said softly, her smile warm and understanding. "You're fine. You're safe, just take it nice and slow."
"Well um, thanks" I said leaning up on one hand against the pillow. "I just, uh never woken up naked in a bed with another naked woman, especially when I went to sleep next to a DIFFERENT naked woman last night'
I began to giggle at the absurdity of what I'd just said. There was something so incredulous about what had happened since my car broke down and yet there was no denying it had all happened and I'd been an active participant in it all. What planet was I even on right now?
"Heh, I know. Mama said you might have some more concerns when you woke up and she thought maybe we'd get along so I'm just here to help you adjust, okay? This place can be overwhelming at first."
"Adjust?" I scoffed, the weirdness and severity of my situation was starting to creep into my consciousness a little more. "That's very nice Dot, but I don't want to adjust. I want to get up and get my car fixed and get out of here..."
A look of dismay washed over her face, like she was sad...for me almost. I didn't know what that was about at the time but it would came into vivid, stinging clarity as my hours and days at the Victorian would go on.
"Cat," she whispered, trailing up and down my hip and top of my thigh. "You're here now, and there's no going back, not for a while anyway. You might as well embrace it and see where it takes you. That's my advice to you...you should really heed it.""
Her face got very serious and I felt her squeeze my ass cheek.
"Embrace it?" I echoed, feeling the weight of her words settle over me. The niceness of my time with Mama last night fading and a new anxiety starting to creep in "But, I was just stopping through on a road trip because my car died. I can't STAY here."
"That's between you and Mama ultimately." She sighed again. "All I'll say then, is that while you're here, maybe just embrace the new things you've experienced. I can already tell some new ideas and ways have thinking have been opened for you."
I raised an eyebrow and looked at her confused. Something very strange was going on here, though I really should have been able to tell that already shouldn't I have?
"I understand you'll probably have the instinct to resist as things go on" she continued, her eyes staring intently at me, all the more intense given how close we were lying, "So just consider, for later, that sometimes, the things we resist the most are the ones that have the power to set us free."
With that she pulled me to her again and I let her wrap me in a nude, warm embrace. It was bizarre but it was also warm and comforting. What did that last statement even mean? Resistant things can set us free? That seems contradictory...doesn't it?
As I lay there, wrapped in Dot's naked embrace and haunted by the lewdness of my night, I couldn't help but ponder what she'd said. Her curvy warm body breathed against me and that was strangely reassuring. I admitted to myself then that being so physically close to these other women had not been as abhorrent to my straight sense of myself as I'd always assumed it would be. There was something so calming and...authentic about lying in the intimate embrace of another woman. I felt at peace, like I didn't have to hide or pretend or worry about how I was being perceived. There was a real freedom in it, even if it was just mental. Maybe this place -- this strange, sapphic world I'd stumbled into -- held the key to unlocking desires I didn't even know I had. And maybe, just maybe, those desires were worth exploring. After what I'd gone through last night, nay, done and survived last night, I supposed I could at least entertain the idea.
"Alright," I murmured, feeling the new flickers of curiosity stirring within me. "I I think I get what you're saying."
Dot pulled away from me, she looked down at my naked body and then back into my eyes. She was grinning.
"No you don't Cat, but you will soon one way or another." With that she rolled over to face away from me and I took in her naked backside up close.
I couldn't help but notice the raw, red marks that still marred the otherwise flawless skin of Dot's lower back and ass. They were a painful reminder of the flogging she had received the night before -- which had happened because of me.
"Dot, I-- "I'm so sorry about last night." was all I could think to blurt out.
This mixup had of course, been more her fault than it was mine in my mind, but the image of that leather whip thing slapping against her ass was burned in my memory and I felt guilty for my part in how she'd gotten in that position.
She lifted her head from the pillow, her eye catching me from the side as she turned to address me over her shoulder. Her raven hair spilled over the sheets like ink. "It's not your fault, Cat. I know you didn't ask for any of this. Maybe choose your words a little better next time, but we can't hold that against you."
"But if it weren't for me, you wouldn't have been..." I trailed off, unable to voice the full extent of my guilt.
"Hey," she said softly as she rolled back over. I admit my eyes darted down to take in her modest, perky breasts with pronounced pointed, light pink nipples as they faced me. Dot placed a reassuring hand on my shoulder. "It's really ok. I wouldn't have climbed into bed with you after my punishment if I was mad at you. No one here blames you for what happened. Least of all me."
