Cup Of Coffee 1

Kendra Jefferson was the CEO of a tech company. They were up and coming in the AI field. She was very proud of herself. A woman in tech! Kendra only lived about a mile away from her tech company Controls. She walked to work every day. It wouldn't do to have a fat CEO in tech.

One day a coffee shop caught her eye. It was called "Changes". She'd seen it several times before but today. The sign read "Free Cup of Coffee". Yes, she was a muti-billionaire and yes there was free coffee, probably better coffee, at her office. Still, she loved to go to regular places. She loved to yell at baristas...or any lower-level employee. They should have made more of their lives, like she had.

"I'll take a coffee," said Kendra impatiently. She looked at the barista. She had blue hair and a pierced nose. Tattoos covered her arms. Her name tag read "Billie",

"Have a seat, I'll bring that right over to you," said Billie.

"Oh, I thought I could get it to go. You must not be that hard of a worker if you don't have things ready. It's REALLY unprofessional of you to make me wait." said Kendra. She looked at her phone and made annoying noises. She didn't sit though. The coffee was ready soon enough. Kendra took a sip and soon fell to the floor. When she came to she was lying in a booth. She was naked. Billie was sitting next to her stroking her body.

"Hello Kendra, how are you?" Billie questioned.

"I need to be wearing my clothes. I need to be at work," said Kendra. She started to sit up.

"Shh...shh...shh. You don't need to do anything anymore. You don't need to worry about a thing. You just have to trust me. You trust me...don't you?" questioned Billie.

"Ye..." started Kendra.

"Take another sip of your coffee little slut." said Billie.

Kendra was horrified to find herself taking another sip of the coffee. Once she started she couldn't stop.

"Little slut, that has my pussy juice and my own special mix of magic in it. You love it don't you?" said Billie.

"Ye..no..no." started Kendra.

"I little rebellion. It's okay, Mistress likes a little rebellion. Have some more and get used to me...we can play all day." said Billie.

Kendra was horrified to find herself drinking more. She tried to stop but couldn't. It didn't help matters that Billie was now fingering her. Kendra was just SO horny. They had played and drank for about two hours. Kendra was on edge.

"Now little slut, how'd you like some of my pure pussy juice...straight from the bottle. You aren't broken enough to drink it straight from the tap...here have a glass," said Billie as she poured a glass of pussy juice for Kendra.

Kendra quickly drank it down.

"More..." she questioned. There was need and desire in her voice. Kendra wanted to drink it straight from the tap. A voice in the back of her head protested. She wasn't a lesbian.

Billie just laughed.

" Maybe later, my little lesbo slut. Now it's time for my monologue. See most people think I'm a butch lesbian...that's true for the most part. I am a witch after all. Don't you know you shouldn't try free food from people you don't know? That coffee contained a VERY powerful spell and well lots of pussy juice. I need lesbian sluts...well lesbian slaves, to make me happy. I see you walking past here every day. You act so superior. You're not really. You're really a slut. I've been thinking about making you a slave for weeks...now tell me slut, when did you realize you were a lesbian?" questioned Billie. She rubbed Kendra's pussy so more.

"Not lesbian..." protested Kendra.

Billie just made Kendra drink more pussy juice and shudders went though Kendra.

"Now my little lesbo slut when did you realize you were a lesbian?" asked Billie again.

"Oh...very recently. I'm in the tech world and I'm very successful. I'm a lesbian though. But, I've never made love to another woman. I've seen you in here, serving coffee and well...you look SO hot...I was hoping." stated Kendra. How could she tell Billie, that she wanted to worship Billie's pussy?

"That's a very brave, confession, Kendra...I'm proud of you for making it to me. But, it's more than that isn't it....you don't have to hide it from me. You may think you can hide it, but it's SO obvious on your face. I know you so well. I'm better than you SO I know what you want..." said Billie.

"I'm sorry, I don't know what it is. You know how stupid I am, what is it?" questioned Kendra.

"You want to be dominated. You want to be controlled. You say you're a CEO in Tech but we know that's just your day job. You have so many assistants to do the work for you. You're to stupid to live on your own. You want a mistress to obey." stated Billie. "I'm your ideal woman of course...just look at how wet I make you." With one swift move, Billie had ripped Kendra's panties off and stuffed them in her mouth.

"Hairy pussy...disappointing but if I let you be one of my sluts, that will be taken care of. Now I'm going to try you out," stated Billie.

Kendra was spread against the booth. She was pantiless and Billie had ripped her bra off too. Billie was SO dominating. She was what Kendra wanted...but that couldn't be right...Kendra was a CEO in the city. She wasn't a lesbian. She was an important woman. She'd just stopped in here for a cup of coffee.

Suddenly, that didn't matter, Kendra felt Billie's hand reach spread her legs apart and dip into her wet pussy.

"I'll reward you this time slut...because Mistress can be kind. You won't need to think about it, you're just going to cum. You won't need to think. Only cum for me, once you cum we'll work on developing your dyke identity...won't we." stated Billie.

Kendra was trying to come to terms with what Billie was saying to her but every time she tried to grapple with what Billie was saying to her, it all just dissolved into a warm mass of happy feelings and pure pleasure that made her cunt spasm around Billie's fingers.

"Don't think little lesbo slut, just cum," Billie chanted in her ear, teasing her body mercilessly as she spoke. "Don't think, just cum. Don't think, just cum. Don't think. Just cum." Billie's thumb strummed Kendra's clit with every word, soon the booth was soaked. It was a sticky mess and Kendra was squirming on the bench like a happy puppy. "Don't think, little lesbo. Just cum."

"Just come..." Kendra whispered along, her voice thick with arousal. She leaned into Billie's touch, no longer questioning how or why any of this could be happening. She didn't need to think about it, not when it all felt so good. Kendra no longer wondered if she was a lesbian. Kendra knew Billie could do all the thinking for her, and Kendra could relax into the sensation that kept building and building with every whispered repetition of the chant. "Don't think, just...j-just..."

"Cum, pretty girl," Billie said, rubbing Kendra's clit hard until the other woman saw stars. She felt her cunt gushing all over the booth, her first lesbian climax more intense than anything she could remember.

It pushed every other thought right out of her head, leaving her mind a white void of pure pleasure that Billie was already filling back up.

It felt like it took forever for Kendra to open her eyes, and even when she finally did her eyelids remained heavy and fluttery. She looked down at the soaking booth with a worried expression on her face.

"I'm naked," Kendra said simply. "You ripped all my clothes." She was about to cry. How could she be naked?

But Billie brushed her cheek and suddenly everything seemed wonderful again. "Sorry about that my little lesbo slut," Billie said. "It'll be fine, once I'm done with them plenty of folks don't won't need clothes again. You'll have to wear clothes now though. I'll see about things once we're done in the office."

"...the...office?" Kendra asked.. Even in the depths of her confusion, though, she realized distantly that she wasn't questioning the need to go with Billie and do whatever she was told.

Kendra was just groggy from having her first orgasm as a lesbian. She knew she belonged to Billie and Billie was there to dominate her.

"Yep!" Billie pulled her to her feet.

"Remember since I'm your Mistress now, you need to walk about three feet behind me, since I'm better than you." said Billie.

"Yes Mis..." started Kendra.

This was met by a swift slap by Billie. "Someday I'd like to be your Mistress, to turn your ass red and your pussy raw...but not yet little lesbo slut. You'll have to earn that.

Call me Billie now." ordered Billie.

"Uhmm yes...Billie?" asked Kendra.

"Was that a question? You don't question me!" said Billie. She slapped Kendra again.

"No. I'm a little lesbo slut. I should get to work." said Kendra.

"Let's go, lesbo slut." said Billie.

Kendra followed Billie to her office.

"Good morning, Miss Jefferson. Glad to see you!" said Nick, the security guard. He thought it was a bit unusual that Miss Jefferson was bringing a friend in. He thought she didn't have any friends. He thought it was even more unusual that Miss Jefferson hadn't thrown scalding coffee at him

"My friend and I are going up to the office. Cancel all appointments for the day. I need to give this woman all my attention." said.