This is a stand alone story, however, it is the 9th chapter in a series depicting a straight, married. professional woman's conversion to submissive lesbian pet at the hands of her sister like childhood friend. It contains themes of non-consent, reluctance and coercion if this is in anyway offensive, please find another story. If you choose to read on, please enjoy. Your feedback is always welcome.
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I sat in my drive way, spent, satisfied, sore and swollen down below. My husband Edmond was inside and with his travels as CEO of a pharmaceutical company and my "Girl's weekend" with Maria, we had not seen each other in two weeks. I knew he would have needs but the thought of taking anything else inside me was terrifying.
Maria is a childhood friend and pseudo cousin who recently turned my world on end. Our parents were best friends growing up so she was more of a cousin than my real ones. Although I was an adult when my parents passed, her mom, Daniela, took me under her wing like a daughter.
That created a sister dynamic that caused much resentment in Maria. I was the hard working good student that became a pharmacist working in Daniela's pharmacy. Maria was the troubled student, rebellious, tatted, sometimes gothy, child that didn't want to work in the family business.
It all came to a head one day when I made a comment implying she didn't care about anything but herself, when in fact she had been turning over a new leaf. I later discovered, that very minute she was doing something to help Daniela and me.
She snapped at me I I unleashed a barrage of verbal vomit, that ended with me calling her a tatted skanky freak. She reacted by backing me against the counter in the pharmacy and telling me, I was a stuck up lonely bitch that needed to get a good fuck. When she suggested she could scratch the itch that Edmond never could. My shocked reaction that she was a lesbian, triggered something in her.
She sensed something in my reaction, and somehow new about the strange tingling between my legs as she pressed against me. She played on my sexual frustration and guilt for my attack on her masterfully.
She could pushed my buttons, like know one, ever had and sensed what I needed even when I was clueless. She began to consume my thoughts and stoked my hidden need to submit. It all came to a head on our "Girl's weekend" she planned for us.
My pussy was spent, yes, but even after a weekend of unimaginable and unrelenting pleasure, with Maria and our new friends she introduced me to, I sat soaking my panties replaying the events in my mind.
The manager of the hotel we stayed was her college roommate, until Maria dropped out. April made the unfortunate mistake of fucking and eventually marrying Maria's high school and college boyfriend, Seth McLaren. His family owns McLaren Furniture and he stands to inherit quite a fortune.
Maria's wrath was swifter and much more severe for April than it was for me. This weekend, she let me witness the annual ritual she put April through. She made her strip naked with the day's newspaper for a date stamp. She then made April masturbate to orgasm begging to eat Maria's pussy while Maria records it for her collection. Normally, April is then rewarded by getting to do what she begged for until Maria comes in her mouth. To the best of my knowledge there would be no further contact until the next year.
This year, my presence seemed to inspire Maria with a new sense of confidence and she took it to a whole new level. The image that played over and over in my head, and had me so wet sitting in my driveway, is the moment I watched her turn April into her full time pet.
I sat in the back seat of April's car as Maria manipulated her to straddle the center console of her BWW on all fours with her upper body in the back seat with me. This was after making April give me her cum soaked panties for my "collection". With her in that awkward position, she hiked April's skirt, exposing her naked nether regions to anyone who might happen by the untinted windshield. This was in the parking lot of the hotel April managed.
I held April's hand as Maria edged her to near climax and made her beg Maria to insert my remote controlled butt plug into her ass. April did so, knowing that it meant she would willingly become Maria's full time fuck toy.
Maria used that butt plug to torture when she first took control of me. She made me put it in and played with me the night of Edmonds birthday part in a room full of guests. Seeing her do the same to April, somehow made me feel justified in my own surrender.
I should also come clean, that through my touch, facial expressions and subtle groans, I did my best to encourage April to surrender.
Unfortunately for April, her surrender did not bring immediate reward. I will never forget the look on her face as Maria brought her to the very edge of orgasmic bliss with the pug in her ass and abruptly cut her off. I nearly came just watching the pleasure on April's face that came with surrender, only to have it pulled away.
Then Maria, casually told her she needed to fucus on driving us to our scheduled events for the day and reminded her as Maria's pets, she decided when April and I get to come.
On the drive, Maria taunted her by changing the speed and pattern of the vibration, asking her how each one felt, and after each one, made her thank her for letting her feel each setting.
Lunch got much worse for her. Whenever the server came around, she would kick it up a notch. Every time April opened her mouth for a bite of her wrap, it kicked in. She brought her to the edge three times with the same frustrating result.
"April, honey, that little asshole must be so sensitive. You look like you could come right here in the restaurant," she said, feigning surprise.
"Please, Miss Maria," she gasped, helplessly.
"Oh no, sweetie, we want you to be able to scream out and get the full experience." Then she turned it back off.
When the check came, Maria turned to me and showed my credit card. "Would you like to pay today, BB?"
"Yes, Miss Maria," I complied, happily.
As the server took the card to pay, Maria worked April back to the edge once again.
"Has Seth ever taken your ass, April?" asked Maria, as the server approached.
April was a mess and squirmed, as she answered, "No, Miss Maria."
April seemed to be working hard not to come, while the server watched. She refused eye contact with anyone, gripped the table with both hands and appeared to have lifted her ass off the seat, so she wouldn't climax.
"But he wants to?"
"Yes, Miss Maria," she stammered, as the server walked away.
"Your big-dawg dom, didn't take it?"
"No, Miss Maria, I used our safe word."
Maria turned off the plug and stood up. "We'd better go shopping; we don't want to be late for the salon. Thanks so much for setting it up for us, April."
She waited for April, and we followed her out. There was a wet spot as she had soaked through her skirt during lunch. When we got outside, she teased, "Oh look, BB, the little slut soaked through her skirt, awkward!"
April rushed to the car and felt her ass, confirming it was true. She quickly got in and sat down.
"Please, Miss Maria. Can I take it out and put on some panties? Someone will surely notice."
Maria just turned the plug back to low and smiled. "You're among friends here, April. Now let's get to the store and get BB a new outfit."
The taunting continued as we drove a few blocks to the lingerie store. Once inside, we were greeted by a young lady, mid-twenties to early thirties, in a plaid miniskirt and a white button-down blouse tied cropped, like a slutty schoolgirl.
"Aren't you just yummy looking," said Maria, looking her up and down. "My pets and I are looking for something fun. BB, here, is a little too constrained by this one. So we need to find her something naughty for the club, that doesn't hurt."
She looked at April. "What does DC need? You know what, your outfit would be perfect for her."
I pondered what DC stood for, as she continued to tease her. "Turn around, DC." April blushed and did as commanded. "She got a little excited at lunch. So we're gonna need some panties for her, as well. Did you get your outfit here?"
"Yes ma'am," she replied.
"Good, you hook her up and I'll be back to inspect. We need something sexy but a little absorbent. So some substance to the panty. Come with me, BB," Maria commanded, oozing with joy from showing us off to the world.
She started to browse some racks when she turned a corner, and her mouth opened.
There was a mannequin with a big butt and boobs, wearing a hot-pink, sequined bikini outfit with matching miniskirt and gauntlet gloves. The top consisted of two strings and two small sequined triangles. that would cover about twice the area of my areolas and that was it.
The gloves were matching sequins and went past the elbows, but at the hand, there was a triangle on the back of the hand with the point ending at the base of the middle finger with a loop the finger fit through.
The miniskirt was simple and form fitting, with a straight waistline, about an inch below the belly button, and four inches below the crotch. It was semi-transparent and I could see the hint of a tiny triangle of the sequined material over the crotch...barely.
"It's perfect! Much better..." She pointed at my leopard outfit.
My eyes popped at how skimpy it was, but it was perfect bimbo wear for a club. And that was certainly her objective for the evening. When I looked at myself in the mirror, it actually covered more downtown than the one I had on. But the top was glorified pasties.
"That looks chilly," I said, hoping for pity.
She yelled at the naughty schoolgirl holding a skirt up to April. "Do you have cover-ups?"
She replied looking at Maria, holding one of the outfits up. Her eyes widened, and she nodded. "Yes, right over there, I can help you in a moment."
Maria held one up, still on the hanger. "What size, BB? Six?"
