Her name was Anessa and she had known she loved women since she was 6 years old. Anessa had tried boys in high school, losing her virginity in the tenth grade after a homecoming dance. But that experience had been painful and generally disgusting. Anessa's true love had been Virginia - a beautiful blonde who was Anessa's closest friend. Or,rather, Anessa was the person to whom Virginia turned whenever she needed a shoulder to cry on after a problem with one of her many boyfriends and, towards the end of high school, more and more Anessa was the excuse Virginia used when her parents wanted to know her whereabouts. Anessa always covered for Virginia and was always there for her - mostly because she loved her. Secretly, Anessa had dreamed that one day Virginia's tears on her shoulder might turn into a wanton kiss. It never happened and now, some two decades later, Anessa had long since come out of the closet and battled for gay rights through various organizations. She was owner of a small shop in downtown LA, dedicated to helping people 'find' themselves - sexually.
Anessa sighed deeply, not much business tonight, as usual, if things didn't pick up soon, she might have to close her work of love.
"Ting - ting -ting." The bell on the door interrupter her thoughts and Anessa turned to see quite a sight-a tall, buxom blonde with tousled hair, wearing an expensive-but-abused business suit. This wasn't the type of woman who normally came to the store. Although, Briana's jostled appearance did leave one to wonder what this woman was all about. More than anything she reminded Anessa of - "Virgnia" a name she whispered lightly as she approached her new customer.
"May I help you?" Anessa asked in a truly inquisitive voice. She often could guess the desire of shop visitors, just at first glance, but she truly had no idea what this woman would be looking for.
"I - I uh have a list..." Briana said, struggling to put her thoughts together. Her eyes ranged throughout the stores, trying to determine how she ended up in a shop of dildos ranging from "pee wee" to "monster" and racks of lotions, gels and sexual position manuals.
"I see you do," Anessa almost whistled as she looked at the list. This woman must have known some of this shop's specialties because not many people would have known to ask for many of these items. Anessa did not exactly know her customer was under an hypnotic suggestion of Matszuka to come find these items, but she did have a recollection that she had seen this type of action at least twice before. "Clearly someone likes to send rich people here to live out crazy fantasies", Anessa thought to herself.
Anessa excused herself and began collecting the items on the list. It was extensive and would be just the haul she needed to take this from a down night with the store to one of the biggest of the week. Anessa found herself whistling as her mood completed a total 180 degree change from her earlier bent.
"I have everything... miss..." Anessa's voice trailed off as she returned from the back to find her customer nowhere in sight. At first, Anessa thought she had been robbed, or at best, pranked. But then she heard a giggle from back near the dressing rooms.
Anessa worked back to the opposite side of the store and lost her breath at the site. Facing away from her was her blonde bombshell customer, viewing herself in the mirror wearing the store's "Daisy Duke" costume; a costume with impossibly tight short-shorts and a bright yellow top which tied just under her breasts. The outfit was topped off with cute cowboy boots, just like the ones worn by Jessica Simpson in the Dukes of Hazzard movie. Anessa didn't like watching bad movies, but she did find Jessica Simpson to be a hottie.
"Miss..." Anessa stammered, causing Briana to turn around. Anessa was amazed at the sight, despite herself. Briana was truly beautiful and DEFINITLEY had the body to warrant this outfit. She had also pulled her full blonde hair back into a ponytail giving her a girlish quality - a face and figure that again reminded Anessa of Virginia - her school girl crush!
Briana tingled as she felt the cool air of the shop's air system all over her body. She felt sexy and girly and LOVED this feeling. It wasn't natural, almost like the adrenaline coursing through her body was a drug that made her giddy, free - uninhibited. Clearly something had popped open in Briana's mind over the activities of the past 24 hours - some inhibition had been removed, even beyond Matszuka's well-planned scheme.
Briana stopped her giggle long enough to notice the shop owner's gaze. Anessa's eyes were locked on her. As a late bloomer, Briana had not expertly honed her skills for noting the effect her body had on men - or women. Had Briana known, she likely could have asked right now for her entire list for free and Anessa might have acquiesced. Briana only knew that Anessa looked interested and that made her happy.
"I don't mean anything by this question, Miss..." the naïve heiress intoned.
"Uh - Anessa," the shop owner answered.
Briana smiled a toothy- genuinely happy smile, "Anessa.. um, well, Anessa, are you interested in women? Uh, I mean - sexually?" Briana blushed at the question.
Surprisingly for herself, Anessa did, as well. It had been a long time since anyone had asked her that question as her style of dress and militant causes had rarely left anyone to doubt the answer to that question.
"Yes," she answered, in a much gentler tone than she had prepared to, "yes, I do... with the right woman, of course..."
Briana felt the naturally produced drug coursing through her brain, whatever it was, rush through her - making her light-headed (air-headed a little), tingly, her fingers on fire, her pussy alive once again. She reached for her tied top and took a step away from the mirror, now behind her, and a step towards Anessa.
"What makes the 'right' woman..." Briana smiled an evil smile as she easily pulled apart the top, holding each side of the shirt teasingly over her breasts as she pressed them together.
Normally, Anessa would have been put off by bubble-headed, bottle blondes like Briana (although Briana was a natural blonde) but there was something about the way she carried herself, the innocent sexuality she gave off (if there could be such a thing) and, mostly, the way she reminded Anessa of her love for Virginia.
"Oh - uh - different things," said Anessa, shifting her weight back a bit. She was feeling feelings she hadn't felt in a long time, feelings that she had long since tucked away, feelings of which many of her friends would not approve.
"Well," said Briana coyly as she dropped open her top, "here are two things."
She reached to embrace Anessa, her breasts now exposed. Anessa couldn't resist, her eyes followed those swollen tits into her chest and she was almost taken by surprise as Briana's lips met hers. The blonde hiked her leg around Anessa's and thrust herself into the older woman. Anessa, still slightly stunned by the turn of events, hadn't even closed her eyes and looked into the mirror to get a 3-angled view of her own hand on Briana's ass, pulling Briana to her.
Anessa struggled to gain control of herself. She was aroused as she hadn't been in ten years. She broke her lip lock with Briana and tilted her head to move down the left side of Briana's neck. Anessa opened her lips slightly and sucked hard on Briana's neck. The blonde moaned and moved to press in tighter. This encouraged Anessa to move into one of her favorite activities - biting. She gently began to nibble on Briana's sexy earlobe and then moved down to a hunk of
Briana's neck. The younger lady squealed lightly at the pinch, but made no move to end the event. Anessa worked her way down Briana's neck laying bites and nibbles, some that would be noticeable bruises or 'hickies' in the morning.
Briana was lost in a swirl of senses. Anessa smelled differently than the perfumed Zoe and Anessa was much rougher, almost like a man. Briana had never been around a 'butch' woman before and she couldn't wait to learn more about her next lover. For now, what she knew was that Anessa was biting her - hard - and, for a reason Briana didn't quite understand, each bite made her pussy moisten and her hips flex against her partner.
"Oh you like the rough stuff, do you?" Anessa said with a bit of delight.
"I don't know, I've never done 'rough stuff', " a breathless Briana answered as the next bite sunk into her chest just above the start of her left breast.
Another moan from Briana, that was enough of a cue for Anessa, she'd been reading submissive women for years. She grabbed Briana and spun her around, placing her left hand across Briana's breasts and squeezing them hard. Anessa's right hand grabbed the front of Briana's shorts, ripping them open, and then jammed her hand down the back of those tight Daisy Dukes, giving Anessa access to Briana's most private parts from behind.
"I'm in control now, Sweetheart," Anessa whispered loudly as her fingers found their prey. Anessa was expert at this. For more than 25 years, Anessa had been a mistress in the BD/SM scene in their city. 'Mistress A' was known for expertly taking women, and even men, and torturing them to a perfect arousal. It had been an online side job as well - telling men what she really thought of them - the worthless wienies - and those men paid her a ton of money to do it.
