As I drove to work this morning I was feeling great. At 31, I had accomplished many of my life goals. I am Sadie and I was just named plant manager at the mid-sized company I work for. I haul in an impressive six figure salary. I am in great shape. I work out 6 days a week. I have an awesome body and beautiful face and most people would refer to me as gorgeous. I am a lesbian and my girlfriend, Jace, is also beautiful and is a stay at home submissive. I have a fairly kinky streak that comes out at home. Jace, who is 10 years younger than me, and I love each other, but it is also clear who is the dominant one. For instance, this morning before I left for work, I sat at the kitchen table enjoying the wonderful breakfast that Jace made for me while Jace got on all fours, crawled between my legs, parted my robe, and ate me out.
There was only one thing frustrating in my life and that was Ashley. Ashley was the 20 year old Bimbo daughter of the company's owner. Ashley worked at the company too, even though she was not qualified, as her Daddy could not say no to her. I loathed Ashley, and she knew it. She wasn't my supervisor, but the fact that her Daddy, Mr. Obrian was the owner made her feel like she could boss me around. I had just settled in at my office when Ashley came strutting in.
"Hey Dyke, we are behind 5 percent on production this week," shaking her head and talking down to me, "Daddy wont be impressed."
"We will be on pace by the end of the week." I replied without looking up.
"Okay" was her only reply as she walked out.
I watched her leave hating the fact that this gorgeous air-head could talk to me like that. She was pretty and I knew that a constant water cooler conversation between the less sophisticated plant workers was who was hotter me or Ashley. Ashley always called me some derogatory name in private and it always rubbed me wrong because the rumor was that she was a "rug muncher" too, to use one of her terms.
Later that day I walked back into my office and she was sitting behind my desk holding a picture of Jace.
"Is it true that you two are going to use artificial insemination on Jace to start a family" Ashley asked.
Walking toward her, I grabbed the picture, "that is none of your business and has nothing to do with work." I thought to myself h'ow could this bitch know about that'.
"So you going to have Jace ruin her body instead of yours?
I let out a sigh and said "its not about that." But secretly I was much happier that my bitch was going to have to go through that 9 months of torture, though I would never admit it.
"Well I am happy for you none the less" Ashley replied.
"Uhh ...thanks...you're in my chair though." I said.
Putting her feet up on my desk. "You like being in charge uhh...rumor is that Jace is your pussy licking bitch. I bet you wouldn't mind being a bitch for my sexy body though. I know you couldn't wait if I gave you the chance to lick my sweet pussy."
Angry beyond any point in my entire life, without thinking I swung my arm down towards her planning to slap the bitch across the face. Somehow she leaned back avoiding my palm causing me to teeter off balance in my high heels and land flat on my butt. I was looking up at Ashley and turning a little red with embarrassment and anger.
"HAHA...get used to that view." Ashley said as she got up and strutted out of my office.
I was fuming the rest of the day and couldn't wait to get home and take out some frustration on Jace. I found myself daydreaming about Jace on my drive home. Her sexy red hair and perfect pearl like skin gave her a look of elegance with a beautiful smile. All was in stark contrast to her bimbo body. Her chest was a perfect 34E topped with gorgeous long suckable nipples. Her sculpted stomach looked great and her long legs led to a completely bald pussy with puffy lips and a clit that got impossibly long when she is turned on. I felt my pussy getting wet as I pulled into the drive.
I walked into the front door and was greeted by Jace my 21 year old gorgeous submissive girlfriend in a gorgeous black lace teddy, with white pearly accents and white lace stockings.
"MMM Yummy good girl" I said calling her by one of my many pet names, some more degrading than others.
She walked to me carrying a glass of wine and I said "God I need this, Ashley was being a real bitch again today." I constantly complained about Ashley to Jace.
Jace gave me a sexy grin and nod and said "Ohh poor baby, come to the couch..why don't I sip this wine and run my fingers through your hair...(sexily she lowers the straps of her teddy) while you suck on these. Her nipples looked incredible and I let out a soft moan letting her lead me to the couch.
For a moment, I thought, "this is different Jace leading me." I usually did take control, but what she offered sounded relaxing and I knew very well I could put her in her place easily if I needed to.
I laid my head against her and started sucking as she drank my glass of wine and then hers, while stroking my hair. I knew that we had been there for awhile, but it felt so great. After awhile she said "I didn't make dinner will you call and order us delivery while I draw a bath."
Again this was a little strange for our relationship, her not cooking for me and me ordering the food, but at least she was drawing me a bath and that sounded great. I ordered us some delivery food and grabbed myself a glass of wine and headed to the bath. As I reached the bath I was surprised to see Jace in the tub.
Jace looked at me and said, "MMM I really needed this it feels great. Do you mind rubbing my feet while you tell me just what Ashley did today."
I was surprised and felt like somehow Jace was subtly taking back control. Its not like I never did these types of things for her, we were for all intents and purposes engaged, but somehow this felt different. I felt power and elegance behind her voice like someone had given her lessons or something.
I was jolted back to reality as Jace put her feet up on the edge of our tub and said, "well what did ashley do?" I felt an odd sensation in the pit of my stomach as I grabbed the lotion, set on the edge of the toilet, leaned forward and began to rub her feet.
I know what you must be thinking..."yeah right your not a real domme!"