Friday
During the whole drive, she and Ms. Brendan were kissing and fondling each other. Ms. Brendan lectured her all the time on how she should make-out with her. She was also urging Donna to do the same and tell her what she liked her to do with her. As the trip continued, Donna revealed more and more of her sexual desires. In the beginning, it were just small things, like where she loved to be touched, how to stroke her skin. But it moved slowly up from her legs, to her belly, up to how to tease her nipples. Once they were conquered by Ms. Brendan's experienced fingers, there was no holding back. Ms. Brendan was a very good listener and followed Donna's guiding words to the letter, causing Donna to lose herself in a sexual frenzy, and eventually she found herself sitting with her legs spread, showing Ms. Brendan exactly how she would like her vagina to be caressed.
"No, don't stop now," Ms. Brendan instructed, when Donna felt the thrill overtaking her.
"You've come this far, now finish it. Make yourself come, but continue to talk out loud explaining your feelings, and what you like," Ms. Brendan said as Donna suddenly realized her awkward situation. "Let yourself go, Cutty."
Reluctant, fearful, confused, but excited, Donna continued to fondle her vulva in front of Ms. Brendan. "Well... I like to be stroked like this, not to hard but gentle and then..." A wave of pure electricity muted and stiffened her, as she felt a huge orgasm boil up. A few long seconds of deep breathing followed. That was a close one.
"Why did you stop?" Ms. Brendan asked gently as she caressed the hyper sensitive Donna as she was just shown. "No need for shame here, no need to hold back those hidden feeling."
Calmed down, Donna smiled insecure towards Ms. Brendan, and she continued with the fondling and rubbing of her swollen lips, gently caressing the area close to her clitoris, gently flipping her hood, and continuing to do so past the point of no return. As she was told to explain her actions, or at least that's how she explained her actions to herself, she finished screaming out loud, her whole body bucking in the seat. Wave after wave came over her, it seems her body was releasing all the stocked-up emotions of the past two months.
"You're doing great, Cutty." Ms. Brendan complimented her with a comforting smile, caressing the sweaty body of Donna, "Usually my girlfriends are a lot shyer at first. I appreciate the trust you have in me."
Donna looked at her, still enjoying the aftermath of her orgasm, feeling ashamed.
"I am usually also shy," she thought "But damn, I needed this. The last two months you deprived me of sex, and only today, as per doctor's orders, I'm allowed to have sex." She looked at her vagina. "The cut is clearly visible as you told her to do it. Luckily it didn't hurt me. It is still tender though." Donna looked up again, forcing a smile, "And lately I have been craving sex more and more. The absence of sex must have led me to this voyeuristic performance."
"Come let's kiss again, we still have so many things to learn from each other." Ms. Brendan said, and pulled Donna over to her.
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"This weekend will obviously be about sex, sex, and more sex" Donna thought as she was sitting on the bed of the Hotel. She looked around at the luxurious suite Ms. Brendan had rented for the weekend. "It must be the wedding suite or so." There were rose leaves on the bed, champagne cold on the dinner-table. An open Jacuzzi, with a view through the window of the city, and its green forest behind it.
"I would love it if I was with Robert. We needed a little time alone for some time now... But I am with Ms. Brendan, blackmailed into a relationship with her, with a woman!"
Sadly, Donna thought back on the last two months. "It was not so much about sex up to now, it was all about preparing for it, preparing for this weekend." She began to see, "The diet, the training, and the surroundings which reeked of sex everywhere. That awful corridor, the driver with her obscene clothing, the other women and men visiting the mansion, it all was about sex. Not to mention the fetish of Ms. Brendan, with respect to clothing, behavior. By now I have worn more exposing clothes, than I have done through my entire puberty!"
"A penny for your thoughts!" Ms. Brendan said, as she walked into the room. She strolled over happily, looking around the room. "Great room isn't it." She said as she stood in the middle of the room spreading her arms wide. "All for us, and us alone."
She walked over to the silent Donna.
"Tata, no sad faces today, Cutty." She said as she stood before Donna. Donna put up a smile. "That's better. Now let me tell you what we will do this weekend," she held out both her hands. Donna took them, and was lifted to her feet.
"First you must understand that the old rules also apply to this room, our house for the weekend," Ms. Brendan told Donna. Donna understood the instruction and started to strip. "Good, now in addition, we have some new rules I would like you to follow."
"First of all, no more sad faces, you will always display a happy face, Cutty. Remember, this is the real start of our loving, lesbian, fling."
"Secondly, I want you to obey all instructions given to you. I will expand your sexual horizon in several ways, as you are very inexperienced. Some of those experiences will be very odd to you, but I want you to trust me, and just do as you're told. I need you to completely obey every instruction."
Donna, naked by now as she was not wearing that much, meekly nodded her head.
"Third, always answer questions aloud, and address the person with Ms. or Mrs. followed by her last name."
Donna understood the remark, and replied, "Yes, Ms. Brendan."
Smiling Ms. Brendan continued, "Fourth, you will always wear high heels. And I do mean all the time: when you sleep, when you use the toilet, when you shower, etc."
"Yes, Ms. Brendan" Donna replied, picking up the shoes she just stepped out of, and putting them on again.
"You look so much sexier in heels," Ms. Brendan looked appraising at the naked women in heels in front of her.
"We will add some more rules as we go, but these are the basics."
"As for the schedule of this weekend. Well, today it is Friday, and we first have a romantic dinner at this hotel, after which we will go to a club, I hope you brought something sexy as I asked you to do."
"I have ...Ms. Brendan," Donna added, as she remembered the rules.
"Good, tomorrow is shopping day. I will show you what clothing you should wear from now on. You have a new body, and with it should come new clothing."
Donna shrugged, "New clothing, what more perverse outfits will she force upon me?"
"That should take us through the whole day. We'll have a nice little dinner again, followed by a movie, and a special night club. Sunday is our relax day, we will mostly be inside and enjoy each other's company. At night we drive back to our town, where you will spend the night at my mansion. Monday morning you will start the new exercise regime, and Monday afternoon you are back at your home."
"Okay, you are forgetting a few rules already, my dear." Ms. Brendan looked at Donna.
