I sat in my car behind the coffee shop waiting for my girls to come out. It was a long weekend so now was the perfect time to determine just how to fit Farah into my relationship with Lilly. I had some ideas but it was going to be a challenge working them around Farah's limitations. I was going to fuck that girl, but it would take time and patience to avoid falling into the same trap that George had.
Lilly and I had an alibi of her saying that she was going to visit her mom whenever we spent the weekend together. Now that they were such good friends it wasn't much of a stretch for her to say that Farah was coming with her, especially since Farah did not have any family in the country. The fact that Lilly's mom had returned to China over a month ago was a close kept secret and made our charade all that easier. Her dad's business had apparently taken a downturn and paying the costs of having two people live out of the country was now too much.
I saw the back door of the café swing open and Lilly and Farah stepped out with their overnight bags over their shoulders. Lilly practically ran to the car and yanked open the passenger side door sliding her tiny body into the seat while she shoved her bag into the back.
"Hey, hey! Put that in the trunk, Farah needs to fit back there too you know." I said abruptly and she flinched slightly at my brusque tone.
"Sorry, sorry, forgot." She mumbled apologetically as she pulled her bag out and moved to put it in the trunk with Farah's. Eventually the two girls settled in the back seat and I pulled away. Lilly babbled nervously, this was far from the first time they had been together but every new situation seemed to bring out the awkward little girl in her. Farah on the other hand was quiet, avoiding eye contact, clearly feeling uncomfortable with the new situation.
We soon got to my place and I took the opportunity to take a good look at Farah as she stood nervously in the entrance hallway. Where Lilly was a childlike 18 year old with a lean willowy body, Farah was a much more mature looking girl. She stood about a head taller than Lilly but with a much womanlier figure. Her C cup tits suited her and enhanced the narrowness of her waist before it flared to hourglass hips. Her legs were well proportioned and glistened softly like polished bronze under her school skirt. Her face was out of Arabian Nights with liquid brown eyes under perfectly sculpted thick black brows and lashes. Her hair was long and lustrous, hanging halfway down her back in a thick ponytail. Her nose was a bit big, but that just added to her exoticness and drew your eyes to her full moist lips.
Lilly dropped her bag and darted over toward me, standing on her toes and reaching up to wrap her arms around my neck. I stepped back, putting my hand up to block her kiss.
"Woah, woah girl. First things first." I said as I reached into an end table drawer and pulled out her collar. "Last time we were here we skipped this step and almost ruined everything." I shot a glance over at Farah who looked away guiltily.
Lilly stepped back and pulled her hair aside, lifting her chin with that proud look she had developed lately. I paused and looked her in the eye.
"Lilly Chang, do you accept this collar and your position as my charge with all of the obligations that go with it. Understanding that as your handler I am responsible for your behaviour and welfare, should you do so?" Ms. Thorne (fuck, Catherine. I wasn't going to let that bitch live in my head) and I had come up with this little pledge after our last discussion.
"Yes, I do." Lilly answered firmly and gave a small quiver as I secured the soft leather around her slender throat.
I pulled another collar out of the drawer and Farah took a sharp breath as she recognized hers. "Farah Kohmeni, step forward."
Farah slowly moved across the room to stand beside Lilly, hands clasped in front of her and eyes darting around nervously.
"Farah Khomeni, do you accept this collar and your position as my charge with all of the obligations that go with it. Understanding that as your handler I am responsible for your behaviour and welfare should you do so?"
She paused, and I let it linger for a moment before breaking the silence. "This was your idea. If you don't want to be here let me know and I will tell Ms. Thorne that the deal is off."
Farah flinched then answered quietly "Yes."
"That will do. Lilly, put the collar on her." I replied, holding it out to where Lilly stood.
"Me?" she squeaked in surprise, looking from me to Farah and back again.
"Yes, of course you. You are the first and as far as I am concerned the best. That makes you senior to Farah and until she proves herself, puts you in charge of her so to speak."
I had come up with this little twist myself, it wasn't breaking any of the rules but should put Farah off balance enough to make her more pliable. I also liked throwing these little curve balls at Lilly. I didn't want her getting too comfortable in her relationship with me and by constantly adding new twists kept her always just a little uncertain of my feelings toward her. I knew she loved me, but I didn't want her to believe too strongly that I felt the same way.
"Do it." I snapped as she hesitated, her fingers nervously clutching the leather band. Lilly jumped then quickly moved to secure the band around Farah's neck. I saw her jaw tense with resolve as she buckled it snugly and hooked the leash to it giving it a sharp tug. She wasn't going to disappoint me again and when the turned to offer me the handle of Farah's leash she had a determined look on her face.
Instead of taking the leather loop, I tossed a cushion from the sofa into a corner of the room. "Take her over there and have her kneel down. If she isn't willing to please me then she can wait." Lilly reached out to take Farah's hand but stopped when I growled "No, by the leash, that's what it's for. You are in charge of her now so act like it."
Lilly obeyed, taking Farah by the leash and leading her over to the corner of the room. Farah knelt obediently on the pillow, her hands on her thighs. She looked around, not sure about what to do next.
"Just sit there, don't move, don't speak, don't do anything until I tell you. If you aren't ready to act like a woman then you will be treated like a little girl." I said as I sat myself down on the sofa and waited as Lilly walked back over to me. She started to kneel down but I took her by the hand and pulled her up toward me. She smiled eagerly as she climbed onto the sofa to straddle my legs and hungrily kissed me.
"I have been waiting for you for soooo long." She moaned into my mouth as her lips attacked mine. Her tongue darted into my mouth and I felt her push her tits against my chest while she entwined her fingers in my hair. She squirmed her hips, grinding her pussy against the bulge of my cock in pants. "Oh please, please fuck me."
Instead, I put my hands under her arms and lifted her off of my lap. She looked confused but obediently rose and settled her feet on either side of my legs. I ducked my head under her tartan skirt and nuzzled my lips against her neatly trimmed snatch. She wasn't wearing underwear and gasped in surprise when I licked her pussy, then moaned and settled her cunt onto my face. I slid my hands up her thighs and squeezed her firm round ass. She groaned again as my fingers dug into her soft smooth flesh and I pushed my mouth onto her pussy.
"Ooooooohhhhhhhh" I heard her moan when I pressed my lips against her clit and gently sucked on it. I felt her legs tremble and her pussy juice began to moisten my chin. I slid my tongue out along the length of her pussy lips, parting them as I licked causing her to moan again. I raised my hands, groping her tits through her blouse and school sweater vest. I felt her body shift as she struggled to maintain her balance and pull her clothes off. She tugged her sweater over her head and frantically worked at the buttons of her blouse until she became too frustrated and just ripped it off. The sound of tearing thread and scattering buttons was accompanied by her gasping voice as she took my hands and pressed them to her breasts.
"Please, oh please squeeze my tits." She gasped, then moaned in pleasure as I groped them feeling her stiff nipples through the thin material of her bra. Her thin strong fingers clutched desperately at my larger hands as I squeezed and fondled her tits while I licked and nibbled at her snatch. I felt her release my hands and she leaned forward, pressing her body against the wall behind me as she whimpered in ecstasy. I grabbed her ponytail and tugged hard and she grunted in surprise as her back was drawn into a tight arch.