First Domination

by Claudia Chapman

To: BigBossLady@gmail.com

  Subject: DIRECTION FOR TOMORROW

  Joan,

  I have an assignment for you that should be relatively simple for you to complete. That is, of course, if you’re up for the game. If not, disregard this email and we’ll continue as usual.

  Tomorrow, you will wear your mid-calf exercise pants and that delicious orange tank top. You will wear the matching yellow sports bra, but for me tomorrow, you’ll wear no panties.

  On your front porch, move the planter away from the wall and you’ll find a small gift from me. Wear it tomorrow and I’ll know that you’re ready.

  I look forward to having you as my pet.

  Until tomorrow...

  Joan hurried out to the front porch, moved the planter to find a small, white box. She was so excited that when she picked it up, she dropped it twice before she could get her hands to stop shaking. She opened the box to find a chrome military-style dog tag with a matching silver chain.

  The tag read, “Pet meum” with a note stating in Latin. Translated, it meant, “My Pet.”

  She then pushed the planter back to where it had been before and rushed into the living room and stood in front of the mirror in her hallway, her necklace in her hand. She pushed her shoulder-length red hair aside and fastened the latch behind her head and then admired how it looked in the mirror. She couldn’t remember the last time that someone gave her a gift such as this out of the blue. It brought a tear to her eye and warmth in her heart.

  She got back in front of her computer and replied to Lilly’s email with two words:

  “Game on.”

  Chapter 7

  Stephens Park was adorned with decorations, ribbons, balloons, streamers, and music was playing from the DJ booth from which announcements would be made. Families had been arriving for quite some time and the kids were excited about the inflatable houses, slides, and goodies Joan had planned for them. Once everyone had arrived, they gathered in front of the DJ booth, awaiting instructions.

  The noise level was beginning to increase, a palpable tension, but then the crowd fell silent. Walking up to the makeshift podium was Joan, smiling as though she were the cat who are the proverbial canary. Abruptly, the audience erupted in applause.

  Joan was dressed in her calf-high exercise pants, her bright yellow top and matching bra, her white and yellow running shoes matched the whole of the ensemble, and to top it off, she was wearing her shiny, new necklace with a dog tag.

  She waved at everyone and inconspicuously searched the crowd for Lilly and she found her. Lilly had her hair up in a ponytail which made her look younger than she already did, her exercise pants matched Joan’s, but her top was a bright orange with matching bra and tennis shoes, and she too was wearing a dog tag necklace. Joan strained to keep herself from smiling and blushing at Lilly.

  The DJ handed her microphone and the audience quieted down.

  “Thank you all for coming to our first annual company celebration!” She paused until the applause died down.

  “We have a lot in store for you today, and the first order of business is for the team leaders to grab and distribute the T-shirts accordingly - but in a minute, not right this second.”

  Scattered laughter rang out through the crowd.

  “Behind you is the covered eating area that we will take to task during lunch, but for now, there is coffee available.”

  She took a few moments to gather her thoughts and then she began.

  “We have had good years, and we’ve had bad years and with only a few exceptions, we’ve all stuck together and today, we’ve come out on top. I want to thank you myself for the commitment to excellence you’ve espoused and believe it or not, you’ve inspired me as well. It’s a new era, friends, and in this new era, we’re going to be bold and we’re going to have fun. I promise.”

  Her people laughed and applauded.

  “Let’s get some coffee and then, we will get ready for some volleyball!”

  She handed the microphone back to the DJ and looked for Lilly. In the distance, she could see the orange of her shirt, the sway of her pony tail, and the familiar walk approaching the refreshments.

  The morning games went well, the accounting team mopping up most of the competition. They had a couple ringers on the team who played in college. Some argued it wasn’t fair, accounting retorted that they should have paid better attention in math class.

  Lilly played a match or two, and then retreated to the pavilion for another cup of coffee and perhaps a bottle of water. Joan had been assisting in the preparations for lunch and hadn’t noticed Lilly approaching.

  Lilly walked to the other end of the pavilion and stopped just out of Joan’s sight line. Lilly watched Joan from afar, taking note of the graceful manner with which she moved and virtually glided across the concrete floor. Suddenly, Lilly left and walked towards the area where the parking lot stood.

  Joan had pulled her red hair back behind her head into a ponytail because the harder she worked, the more difficult her hair had become. The caterers were scurrying around, taking direction from Joan until everything looked as Joan had planned. As she began to stand back and admire her handiwork, her notification alarm on her phone went off, alerting her to the fact that she had a text message.

  She hurriedly unzipped her fanny pack and pulled out her phone and found a message from “LillyBear” that read:

  “Pause what you’re doing and meet me in the women’s room tucked away on the hiking trail to your left. Be ready.”

  She placed her phone back into the fanny pack and noticed that her hands were shaking. Her legs were shaking and between her legs, she began to feel a warmth and throbbing. Her nipples had gotten hard, but she was unaware how obvious to onlookers that she was aroused. Fortunately, no one was close enough to see.

  Joan walk at a brisk pace to the women’s room which appeared through the trees off the trails just as the LillyBear promised. Joan stopped suddenly, forced to take a deep breath and let it out slowly. She slowed her pace and walked the final few yards to the restroom and opened the door.

  Joan was first struck by the smell of the restroom. It had a lemon cleanser smell, as though it had been recently cleaned and left untouched. The cleanliness of the restroom was remarkable, not at all what she had expected.

  She walked in further, looking in the stalls to the right, the row of sinks to the left, she found nothing and no one. At the end of the stalls, she heard a soft sound behind her. The door had clicked as though it had been locked.

  Joan spun around and there she was. Lilly stood watching her, a ring of keys on her finger, smiling. Joan was immovable, stunned and excited. Slowly, Lilly made her way toward Joan, making each footstep be deliberate, calculated. Joan smiled nervously, the anticipation sent chills all over her body. As Lilly got closer, she noticed the necklace around her neck - it matched Joan’s, but with different writing.

  Lilly stopped in front of Joan and it was as though she picked up where they had left weeks ago in the restroom at the office. Lilly reached up with her left hand and ran her finger lightly up Joan’s torso, circling her breasts, softly touching her neck, and stopping to reach the back of her neck and pull her face closer.

  Joan was overwhelmed by feelings of arousal, excitement, anticipation, and curiosity. Being with another woman was something she had never anticipated and the rush of emotion beckoned her to submit, to surrender completely to Lilly.

  Their eyes were connected together as though they were searching the other’s soul. Lilly continued to pull her closer, and then, their lips touched.

  Lilly was aroused, living out her secret desires, and Joan felt as though she was being teleported to another place. She had kissed many men through her life but this was something altogether new and soul-cleansing. Joan opened her mouth slightly, inviting the warmth of Lilly’s tongue into her mouth and Lilly accepted.

  Their bodies touching, their kisses became deeper and increasingly intense. Joan was being consumed,
her body responding to the touch of Lilly, her mind followed along closely. Joan began to feel Lilly’s body, sliding up to her breasts and squeezing gently.

  At that moment, Joan felt a warm, soft hand sliding down the front of her pants. Her body responded with a quick shudder and her pants becoming hot and wet. The fingers explored her just as the tongue in her mouth explored her. She wanted Lilly more than she had wanted anyone sexually, and her demeanor, her countenance indicated as much involuntarily.

  Lilly began rubbing her fingers over Joan’s clit, her hand cupping her and massaging Joan. Lilly was concentrating, focusing on making sure that Joan was pleasured and that would solidify her position as the dominant and Joan as the subordinate sexually. It was working.

  Just as that familiar feeling began to wash over Joan, Lilly stopped just short of allowing her to climax, removing her hand and reaching down into her purse that had been sitting next to her, and pulled out a blue vibrator with a soft exterior, not the hard plastic of inexpensive sex toys.

  Lilly roughly pulled Joan’s pants down around her ankles and made her spread her legs slightly. Joan was a true redhead, her finely manicured pubic hair was an orange tint. The sound of the vibrator being turned on made Joan’s legs begin to quiver. Lilly slowly inserted the vibrator into Joan’s wet and welcoming womanhood. With each inch, it pulse of the vibrator, Joan was rushed with wave after wave of pleasure and arousal.

  The vibrator slid in and out, stopping to stimulate Joan’s clit until finally, she could feel the room begin to darken, the lack of light increased and became palpable. The room felt humid, suddenly hotter than expected and Joan released what was boiling up inside of her and almost lost her balance. As she came, her joy was helped along by the tip of Lilly’s tongue flicking and playing with her clit. This served to make the orgasm more intense, and for a nanosecond, she felt as though she were falling down a long, dark pit whose walls were coated with soft, silky smooth fur.

  Lilly stood and kissed Joan once again and then pulled off her own exercise pants, revealing her lack of panties. Lilly walked over to the row of sinks and hopped up on one of them and commanded Joan to come and kneel between her legs.

  Gleefully, Joan complied.

  It was her first taste of a woman Joan believed that she was tasting honey from the heavens itself, her tongue lapping up as much of Lilly as she could. Lilly had reached between her legs and was pulling her hair with each move of her hips.

  “That’s right, my pet,” she moaned, “take it all in.”

  The raspy, otherworldly sound of Lilly’s voice was exciting and delicious to Joan, inspiring her to insert her fingers inside of Lilly and explore. Joan had felt herself while masturbating, but Lilly felt different, more enticing, and the texture touching Joan was soft, fresh, smooth, and wet.

  Resting her legs over the shoulders of Joan, Lilly expressed her pleasure with Joan by grinding her hips harder and faster while drawing Joan’s face closer and harder against her. Suddenly and with no build up, Lilly exploded all over Joan’s face and Joan moaned loudly in concert with Lilly’s screams of, “My pet!”

  Lilly was coming down, her body relenting and allowing her to sense and feel reason again and she pulled Joan up and they kissed again, but this time, it went beyond mere lust and passion. Now, it had become soul-melding love and joy. They kissed each other’s face gently until they heard something by the front door. Both had been oblivious to their surroundings and when the glanced over in that direction, they saw three shocked and surprised faces.

  It was members of the executive team and they had just seen everything that had just taken place. Two of the three women left abruptly and one stayed behind.

  “Ladies,” she said, “you’re going to have to address this today publicly.”

  Her voice was somber, like a warning shot across their bow. The two ladies regained their composure and dressed, then gathered up their belongings.

  The third party spoke again.

  The announcement came as the children were on the other side of the pavilion. Standing in front of her employees, microphone in hand again, the shaking, trembling voice of Joan announced that she had fallen in love with Lilly and that she was sharing her most intimate secret with her most beloved friends.

  Joan was very convincing and when Lilly was directed to join her, most of the employees applauded. Some, however, were far less that pleased at Joan’s new lifestyle.

  The rest of the celebration went very well, many people quietly and discreetly sharing with the two of them that they too were gay, that the confession and announcement of Joan had inspired them to try to live with pride and no shame whatsoever. Joan and Lilly were both so moved, they wept openly.

  The months had passed after the celebration and there had been some people who left Joan’s employ because of her coming out, but the rest of her employees greatly enjoyed the “new” Joan who was happy, joyous, and much more relaxed.

  Lilly left the company a few short weeks after and began working for a local nonprofit organization that provided speakers for corporate human resource departments on how to legally and sanely address the issue of diversity and how to cultivate an environment of acceptance, free from judgment. She did not want to be responsible for any bad feeling within the company.

  Lilly and Joan’s lives together had become an inspiration for many women in the Little Rock area, and their love for one another allowed them to experiment sexually, to push some boundaries and to break down personal inhibitions. Their sex lives never went public and their involvement in the BDSM lifestyle was never revealed to the public.

  THE END

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