It has been a week since Cynthia's husband came home and ended up getting trapped by Kim into admitting his feelings for her. Cynthia heard everything and felt betrayed by him, so she left him. Now she had been living with Kim and had been receiving daily doses of the drug, so she was conditioned to obey Kim now. There was no need for the drug anymore, now Kim was going to work on the young couple they had met at the mall.
She went downstairs and Cynthia was in the kitchen cooking breakfast. She watched her from the doorway, moving from the stove to the fridge. Her naked body covered only in an apron to protect her from the bacon splatter, her gorgeous butt cheeks jiggling as she walked. She was tanned now, as she was not allowed to be dressed at home and spent a lot of time in the yard gardening or swimming in the pool.
Kim admired her lithe form and was pleased it was all hers. She couldn't wait to add Melanie to her little group, she might even keep the boyfriend around. She walked up behind her and cupped her ass in her hands, leaning forward she kissed her neck softly. Cynthia leaned back into her and let her grope her in an early morning welcome.
Kim wrapped her arms around Cynthia and caressed her stomach while sucking on her neck. Moans erupted from Cynthia as she nearly melted in her arms. Kim moved a hand up to one breast and pinched a nipple between thumb and forefinger, and the other hand moved between her legs and teased her pussy lips and clit. Cynthia was already wet this morning.
"What were you thinking about dear?" Kim asked her.
"We got a call from Melanie. She doesn't have to work today and wanted to come by. She left her number, I said you might call when you were ready. Ugghh... mmmm... ohhh" she said and then moaned at Kim's manipulation of her body.
"Good, I will call her when we are done here." She nibbled at Cynthia's neck and earlobe, pulling on her nipple harder and stretching it out. She pushed her hand between her thighs and Cynthia spread her legs allowing access to wet lips, and Kim slipped two digits between the folds, sliding them deeply into her.
She stroked slowly in and out while nuzzling her neck and ear. Building the fire inside her slave, waiting to hear the words, those lovely words.
"Yes mistress, that feels so, uuhh good. Mmmm yes. Oh please let me cum mistress... I want it sooo bad. Oooohhhh." She begged and whimpered, her legs wobbling.
Kim added a third finger and nibbled on her earlobe, with her thumb tickling Cynthia's clit and her other hand teasing the fuck out of her nipple. Cynthia was going into sensory overload. She was writhing on her mistress' hand trying to fuck herself on the fingers inside her, but Kim kept control and would grip tightly keeping any friction from happening, staving off the orgasm.
"Not yet dear, only when I give you permission." She kissed her neck softly and released her hold on Cynthia stepping back from her. "And that will come later. For now, I have a phone call to make."
Cynthia whimpered and tried to go back to making breakfast and to keep her thighs from rubbing together while she was so sensitive. Damn her mistress was cruel sometimes, one day she would get hers.
Kim went into the living-room and called Melanie. "Hello Melanie." she said when the young woman answered the phone. "I hear you wanted to come by today."
"Yes Kim, would that be okay?" Melanie asked.
"You may, do you need directions?" she inquired.
"No, I still have the card you gave us." Melanie explained
"Will you be coming alone today?" she asked her.
"Yes, he has to work late, but he wanted to come by another time. He has time this weekend." She told Kim.
"We will talk about that when you get here. Be here in a half hour or else." She said as she hung up. Then she turned off her phone and chuckled. Let Melanie wonder about that. Kimberly had done a little investigating in the past week, she had friends in many places. Melanie lived about forty minutes away, but could make it in thirty if she was smart. Let's see how smart she is, Kimberly thought.
She went into the kitchen and opened the cupboard, going to the top shelf he grabbed the lockbox and brought it down. Taking her necklace from under her t-shirt she used the small silver key on it to open the box. Inside the box in were five vials in foam slots, three were empty and two were still full. She needed to get more vials.
She would have to call Mikey later this week. She grabbed a vial and closed the box. Putting the box in the cupboard, she opened another cabinet and got a pitcher and some lemonade mix. Then she prepared her special lemonade. After adding ice and putting it in the fridge she sat down and ate the breakfast Cynthia made them.
She looked at the clock as Cynthia cleared the table, five more minutes and the forty-minute mark would hit. Poor Melanie, Kim chuckled to herself, she would never forget this day. She stood from the table. "Cyn Hun, put everything in the dishwasher and meet me in the living-room, bring the lemonade and two glasses won't you dear." She said smiling.
"One for me?" she said with a tremor in her voice.
"Oh honey... yes... today especially..." Kim looked at her strangely, and walked to the fridge and got the pitcher. Placing it on the counter she retrieved two glasses and filled one, handing it to Cynthia. "Drink." She commanded.
Cynthia took the glass in shaky hands and drank it down. She was getting to the point where she was close to being able to resist Kim, she should not have said anything to her. She felt her mind going numb.
"So, my dear, you will do everything I tell you. You are mine to command. My pet, my slave, my little fuck toy. Do you understand?" she told Cynthia
"Yes mistress, I understand" Cynthia replied. She couldn't resist the commands, she wanted to cry, but had enough control to hold back the tears. She would get revenge, she would she promised herself.
"Good, now finish in here and bring the lemonade and glasses to the living-room like I asked." Kim said smugly and headed out of the kitchen, secure in the knowledge that she had Cynthia back in her control.
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Kimberly was sitting on the couch, Cynthia on her knees between her legs, her tongue gently lapping at Kim's labia in a slow rhythm, building up her desire. They were waiting on Melanie to arrive. There was a soft knock at the door.
"Come in!" Kim shouted. "We're in the room to the left dear!"
Melanie walked in and closed the door; she walked down the hall and entered the room to the left. She paused at the sight before her. Cynthia the young brunette on her knees before Kim, between her legs, with her own legs parted. Her cunny and asshole on display for Melanie to take in. Kim on the couch in a t-shirt, which was draped over Cynthia's head, the sounds of licking coming out from under the cloth. The sight alone got Melanie's juices flowing. Even after the encounter at the mall, this was not what she was expecting when she got here.
"Grab a glass of lemonade and have a seat, Cynthia will be with you in a second." Kim said smiling. Her hands lifting the shirt off of Cynthia's head and then grabbing her hair and moving it side to side rubbing her face into the wet vagina it was lapping at.
Melanie sat at the table and grabbed a glass, still watching the two women and drank down the lemonade. She stared at Cynthia as she serviced Kim, the action getting to her, soon her hand was in her shorts, rubbing at her clit, her other hand under her shirt tweaking her nipple. Her moans filled the room, mingling with Kim's. Kim looked up and grinned, she lifted a hand and waved her over, then lifted her own shirt up and over her head revealing her large firm breasts. She lifted one to her mouth and licked the nipple while looking at Melanie seductively.
