Owning Regina: Diary of my unxpected passion for another woman

by Lorelei Elstrom

  But it’s ok. Regina and I both felt the truth of our bond, even without holding hands. When she was bent over looking at a starfish, I pinched her ass! She got mad and started throwing stinky old seaweed all over me. A rogue wave came and knocked us both on our butts as we laughed our heads off.

  Just like that, the fog bank smothered the shore. The boys came running over, shivering and practically blue. We threw towels around them and raced up to the room. We had them jump right into the shower with their trunks on so they could warm up. They were rocking out to Jason’s iPod that was plugged into some little speakers. While they were in the shower, Regina used the opportunity to shock me yet again. The conversation went like this:

  REGINA

  I’d be ok with the Mistress having Victoria over while I am in bondage or submission.

  ME

  What? Where did that come from?

  REGINA

  I think it would be more humiliating to me. I’ve been getting turned on about it lately.

  ME

  We had a big issue about that whole thing. Has something changed?

  REGINA

  I feel safe with you. I trust you and I trust you with her.

  ME

  You didn’t before?

  REGINA

  I might have been scared you would like her more or see something in her that I don’t have. It would still kill me if you ever had anything with her, but if she were just your friend who happened to be over while I was being tortured or neglected in bondage, I might find it pretty hot. But Victoria could never know. You could just tell her I was away. I know you would never make fun of me with her.

  ME

  Wow. I’m stunned.

  REGINA

  Would you want to do that?

  ME

  It would be hot to have my secret pet locked away while I entertained a guest.

  REGINA

  The whole idea is degrading to me, you two enjoying yourselves while I’m helplessly suffering.

  ME

  It’s pretty degrading. But you deserve that kind of treatment.

  We stared at each other with huge gleams of lust in our eyes. With a relationship like this, our sexual relationship could shift and grow forever. We definitely made the right choice to be together. I feel like this same arrangement in a man/woman couple would have ended up with the guy screwing Victoria too. It would have gotten messed up really fast. But in this case, it’s all about my connection to Regina. The concept was so intriguing that I could barely function the rest of the evening as we went to dinner with the boys. That Regina is my dream.

  Later in the evening, we thought it would be fun to show the boys Alfred Hitchcock’s “The Birds,” which was shot in Bodega Bay. Even though the effects were really dopey, the movie still scared the crap out of the boys. They both agreed it was the scariest movie they’d ever seen.

  After the night at the inn, we headed back south, making sure to stop at the laser tag place in Santa Rosa. It was an absolute blast!! Regina, the little vegetarian, turned into a hardcore, competitive commando! It was us against the boys… and we actually won!!! Ha.

  The whole trip was a great bonding and acquainting experience (especially for Tucker, Regina, and I) as we tried on our new roles together. After I dropped them off home, Regina called me later to say that Tucker literally said, “It’s going to be so great living with Meg.” My heart melted.

  --- MONDAY APRIL 23 --- Blue Monday

  Hello Diary, It’s Earth Day! Hello Earth. Thanks for making Regina. Being back in the grind on Monday was a bit of a let down after such a magical weekend trip. Regina said Tucker slept late and had a crying meltdown while getting ready for school. She said she even had a hard time herself.

  --- TUESDAY APRIL 24 to MONDAY APRIL 30 --- All in the mind

  This week was filled with all kinds of talk and preparations for the big move. We both kept at our jobs and personal tasks and really didn’t make the time to be together much. We both knew that soon we could see each other everyday. Also, it seemed like we were organically each trying to get our heads around who we are as individuals and what it was going to mean to be permanently together.

  We showed up to yoga separately on Thursday night. When we got there, I kissed her on the lips and then immediately said, “Can you believe how blue the sky is today?” During all of the yoga class, the game was on. She was submissive and withdrawn. I loved seeing her like that and watching how the others reacted to her sudden change of personality. They must have figured she was really moody. Our mats were far from each other in the room. During the entire class, there was this conspicuous sexual anticipation between us.

  When class was over, I held her chin firmly and said, “That was some kind of crazy day I had.” She came back to reality, but it took a few seconds for the transition. It was the first time the Mistress had called the game into action without demanding anything of her. It was hot. Nothing happened, but it was so sexual. She stared at me deeply from 5 inches away and then softly uttered, “You’re fucking sexy.” SLAP!!! She slapped my face and stormed out coldly. Wow. This relationship clearly had layers!! I love this woman!!

  --- TUESDAY MAY 1 --- Move-in Day

  Since I was planning on keeping my place for a while, I didn’t see the need to some go storming into Regina’s place with all my belongings. Instead, I was only moving with three big boxes of clothes, my computer, all my shoes, my pillow, makeup and bathroom stuff. As I showed up with the first box, Regina gave me a cheek kiss and said, “Welcome to our new life!”

  Tucker was super psyched. Before I was barely across the threshold, he proudly showed me a painting he had made in school saying, “This is to hang in the bedroom. I made it for you.” It was a watercolor of the three of us sitting on the stoop in front of the house. The image was crudely painted, but it was really sweet! I loved it. I gushed about it to Tucker and he was delighted at my reaction.

  I carried the box to Regina’s room, our room. She showed me how she had cleaned out an entire dresser for me to use. She had also removed all her clothes from the closet, saying that she moved her stuff down to the hall closet in order to make more room for me. While that was thoughtful, I felt guilty for kicking her clothes out of her own room. I wanted to share the dresser with her. I told her that it would feel better to me to split the space in the drawers vertically so that half a drawer was hers and half was mine. That way we could get dressed in the same room. Our folded sweaters could be right next to each other’s. It seems sexier that way. My panties could be next to hers. We were in this thing together. She thought my logic was adorable and agreed to the concept.

  After my stuff was all in place, I still felt like a foreigner. What was my hang out spot? What did I do now? What’s the “family” nighttime routine? If I want to disappear for a while to read, would Regina or Tucker be hurt? It WAS her house and it still felt like it. I guess I needed time to adjust to all this.

  But Regina knew just what to do, taking charge by saying, “Would you mind helping Tucker with his Math while I start dinner?” And that was all it took. Tucker’s math was challenging me to recall my long forgotten lessons. It primed the pump for us to start figuring out our place together. While I was helping Tucker, Regina lightened the mood by flashing me a boob when he wasn’t looking. And that’s how it went. It was going to be ok. We would find our balance in this new life.

  --- WEDNESDAY MAY 2 --- Dinner Guest

  When I got home from work, Regina was home grading papers and drinking some French table wine. Tucker was picked up after school by his dad per the usual schedule. She poured me some wine and remarked, “I didn’t see you leave the house today. You look fantastic!” I was wearing a camel colored A-line skirt, a black top and our brick red boots. Before I knew what was happening, she knelt at my feet saying, “I love you so much!” Solemnly, she began to lick my boots very slowly and sensually. The sight of this beautiful grown woman lickin
g my boots was unbelievable. It made me want to hurt and control her. I immediately invoked the game with, “Can you believe how blue the sky is today?” And just like that, she was slave Regina.

  “Go put on the corset and my thigh boots,” I ordered. She quickly complied. When she returned, I led her to the bedroom where I placed her on the bedroom coffee table on her back, spreading her legs up against the table legs. I chained each leg tightly to a table a leg, then chained her wrists tightly to the other legs. Her waist looked freakishly waspish in the corset, which she had laced quite tightly. It had the effect of making her a bit short of breath. I forced a bit gag in her mouth, strapping it firmly behind her neck. She was chained there, looking up at the ceiling. I found a black t-shirt in our dresser and pulled it callously over her head to both blind her and keep her gorgeous face from distracting me.

  “You’re lucky we are on the same page tonight,” I said, “I’m having a dinner guest here tonight in 15 minutes.” Regina was dead silent. I sat with my wine, staring at this impossibly beautiful girlfriend.

  DING-DONG. The guest arrived. It was my dear friend Victoria. When she asked about Regina’s whereabouts I responded with, “She had to be somewhere else tonight. Sorry.”

  Victoria jumped right in with, “That’s pathetic! I was looking forward to hanging with you both tonight.” I reassured her with, “Don’t worry, we will have plenty of times to do that from now on.”

  I went about preparing and serving dinner, while completely obsessed with thoughts of Regina the whole time. Victoria really seemed to be enjoying the time with me (since I had been busy with Regina so much lately). At one point, Victoria got a call from one of her suitors. Who calls instead of texting these days anyway? She excused herself for a moment and went outside to speak privately, which afforded me the opportunity to check on Regina.

  The silly girl hadn’t moved an inch since the last time I saw her. She was tied to the bedroom coffee table exactly as I had left her. Slipping back the top of the corset, I sucked and licked her nipples for a bit, causing her to sigh with delight. Taking over her breasts with my hands, I fondled her softly and began kissing her mouth through the black t-shirt. It wasn’t much of a kiss since the gag and fabric was blocking her mouth, but that restriction made the kiss all the more erotic… forbidden.

  Once we were both worked up, I thought I had better get back to Victoria and left little miss helpless alone again. Good timing too. Victoria had just finished her call when I got back to the kitchen.

  We had one of the best visits we had had in a long time. She was asking me all kinds of questions about Regina, our lives together, our kink, etc. I answered what I could, but teased her with vague answers about our sex life. She loved that I have finally found my sexual match. It turns out the guy on her phone call was a promising prospect, handsome and a good job. But he is a recovering alcoholic with 14 years of sobriety. At that point, it’s hard to think someone would still be considered an alcoholic, but I guess it just take one single drink until their life crashes and burns again. I believe it. I’ve seen sober people bomb out after a long time. Victoria said the guy is super fun and works in tech sales. How great would it be for Victoria to finally find a great, steady guy?

  After she eventually took off after dinner, I was anxious to get back to Regina.

  I went to Regina and thought I would play with her just a little more. I unchained her feet from the table legs, then folded her thighs against her chest and secured them to her chest by running the chain behind her knees and to her neck. Basically, she was in a ball lying on her back with her ass in a vulnerable position. After first giving her a gentle ass massage, I spanked her over and over with my bare hand, occasionally switching to finger fucking her and playing with her clit. She was eating it up!

  In order to overwhelm the slave with sensation, I put a condom on a small cucumber and shoved it in her ass, where it stayed as I continued the spanking and rubbing her pussy. She was moaning and writhing in an unbelievable expression of ecstasy, finally blowing up in passion, shaking and bouncing on the table.

  I unchained her legs from the ball position and then lowered myself over her face, her arms still chained. There was nothing like my slave Regina’s magic tongue. Her entire soul was entering me. In short order, I was burning into orgasm.

  Finally coming down, I freed her and ended the game. We collapsed. Slowly coming back to reality, I hit the remote and we watched an ancient rerun of Friends, both of us too flattened to speak until the episode ended. We gave little kisses and casually shared about our experiences of the evening. She told me the Victoria aspect really helped make her feel anxious and worthless (In S&M, that’s a good thing). I brought her dinner in bed. As she ate it, I massaged her feet.

  --- THURSAY MAY 3 --- Color everywhere

  When we awoke in the morning, I threw open the drapes to discover a miracle! The entire street was exploding in vibrant fuchsia bougainvillea flowers! They usually don’t come until June, but somehow they came early! The bougainvilleas of San Francisco are the most beautiful flowers in the world. On block after block, the flowers creep up the fronts of the houses and outline the windows in joy. Yep. Summertime had come early. Regina Baker brought color into my life!!

  I always thought I was meant to be with a guy. I thought I wanted that male counter part. Cock. But I never clicked with guys. Suddenly, I see why.

  With Regina, I find myself being honest in the relationship. I find I’m more settled into my own self. I feel no shame, free from being a sexual outsider my whole life. It feels whole and wholesome and fun to be with her. She’s a mommy. I can be part of a family… another thing I didn’t know I wanted. But now I do! Regina and I have found each other. We fit. She’s adorable. I’m in love with my best friend. She’s a woman. I’m smiling.

  Thanks for listening, Diary. I love owning Regina.