by Ella Ford
“I see,” said Nikki, wondering what she wanted.
The girl turned back and raised her index finger to her mouth, casually playing with her bottom lip. “Thing is, I was home from college and bored, and got curious about what you guys are up to over here. See, every time I look across the street, there’s something weird happening.”
Nikki sighed, simultaneously wishing the girl would go away and wanting to tear her t-shirt off and bury her face in her perfect, young tits.
The girl continued, “Like, last night. A car pulls up, a girl gets out - all sexified like a whore - and disappears inside. Couple of hours later, she staggers out, hair a mess and looking dazed.”
Nikki nodded, feeling a little uncomfortable that their activities were so visible to the outside world.
“And then, this morning, a lady walks out with another girl dressed like you, on a leash, and drives off with her. And I just gotta know, what’s the deal? Is it a brothel you guys are running?”
Nikki considered for a moment. She suddenly felt very exposed standing here on the doorstep in full view of the world. She thought about telling the girl to mind her business and slam the door in her face, but she feared that would not be the end of it. She contemplated phoning Ms. Klein for instructions, but she had strict orders not to call her cell phone when she was out on a drive. Nikki decided that honesty might be the best policy. “Perhaps you’d better come in.”
She led the tall girl through the hallway and into the playroom, a cozy room with a sofa that would allow them to sit and talk. She motioned for Kaitlyn to sit and asked her if she wanted a cup of tea. Kaitlyn shook her head. She’d suddenly gone very quiet, apparently not expecting to get this far into the house and wondering what she was about to find out. Nikki sat down beside her and took a deep breath.
“Well, myself and Lilly - the girl you saw on the leash - we work for Ms. Klein as her maids. We tend to the house and cook for Ms. Klein, and we also provide other … uh … services.”
Kaitlyn looked on, intrigued and confused, “W-what kind of services?”
Nikki considered lying but plunged on regardless, “Well, we let Ms. Klein fuck us and we fuck her if required to. We also fuck other people, at her command. We are her possessions and she may do with us as she pleases.”
The sentence hung between them ominously. Kaitlyn’s jaw had dropped at Nikki’s forthright explanation, her eyes blinked rapidly. She tried to speak, but could only stutter a few syllables before blushing and glancing around the room in embarrassment.
Nikki enjoyed the effect her words were having on this young girl. She found herself enjoying the flaunting of her lifestyle, equally shocking and arousing as it was. Her eyes crawled over her body, noticing the gentle undulation of her chest as she breathed heavily, the way her thighs squeezed together, fingers pressed between them. The girl started to rise to leave.
“I-I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have come here, I didn’t mean to pry.”
Nikki placed a warm hand on her thigh, firm and insistent. “Don’t go, we’ve only just started to get to know each other.”
Kaitlyn sat back down, sinking back into the sofa, away from Nikki. She was breathing quickly now. She gathered her thoughts. “What do you mean ‘possessions’? Like slaves or something?”
Nikki smiled and moved closer to her, running a single finger up and down her leg. She leaned forward, pushing her breasts against Kaitlyn’s upper arm. “No, not slaves,” she purred, “we’re here of our own accord.”
“Th-then what does possession mean?” Kaitlyn stuttered.
Nikki thought for a second, “Well, if Ms. Klein ordered me to do something, I would do it without hesitation. I am hers to command and I obey without question. If, for example, she ordered me to kiss you,” she leaned in and softly kissed Kaitlyn on the cheek. The other girl flinched but didn’t struggle, “then I would do so.”
Nikki felt Kaitlyn shudder beneath her. She suddenly felt very aroused, her body demanded attention. She reached out a hand and gripped Kaitlyn’s chin, turning her face so that their lips were inches apart. She leaned forward and kissed her on the mouth. At first Kaitlyn was resistant, lips locking firmly together as Nikki’s tongue danced across them, savouring their sweet taste. In time, Nikki felt the girl’s body relax and her mouth opened for her, Kaitlyn’s own tongue shooting out to meet hers and dance together.
The tall blonde moaned beneath her at these unfamiliar touches. She was clearly inexperienced, at first hesitant yet gradually increasing in confidence. Her hands crawled over the silky material of Nikki’s dress, down the sheer length of her legs. Nikki breathed the other girl in, the thick novelty of her perfume, the clean smell of soap on her soft skin. Her mind forgot Ms. Klein and her servitude, concentrating only on this new plaything.
Tearing at her clothes, Nikki pushed the girl onto her back. As they wrestled, Kaitlyn shrugged the t-shirt over her head, exposing her breasts. She wore no bra and Nikki plunged her head down to a hardened nipple and hurriedly sucked and nibbled it. Kaitlyn moaned at this, gripping Nikki’s head and forcing her down. Nikki pulled back, kissing her way down the girl’s taut stomach, swirling her tongue in her navel, relishing the response this brought. She sat and fumbled at the girls shorts and panties, pulling them down her endless legs and over her sneakers. She cast them over her shoulder without thinking about where they would land. The girl writhed beneath her, terrified and delighted, unsure what she wanted or how to ask for it, but urging Nikki on with her eyes.
Nikki pushed her knees apart and dived into her young pussy. Her tongue darted up and down and back and forth, teasing her prey with her expert attention. She found her swollen clit and flicked it, lightly at first, but then eagerly drawing it into her mouth and sucking it as she had Kaitlyn’s nipple. The girl bucked and rocked at her touch, head thrashing from side to side as she became lost in this intolerable world of pleasure. Nikki redoubled her efforts, lapping hungrily at the wet folds, drinking in her innocence and lust, teasing Kaitlyn for many minutes before quickening her pace and pressing hard with her tongue. She felt Kaitlyn tense one final time as the orgasm took her, her body ceasing its spasms to curve upwards with an impossible tension. Her body became so tense that Nikki feared she might injure herself, but she finally relaxed, collapsing back and panting heavily.
Nikki rested her head on the girl’s thigh, enjoying watching the contentment spread across Kaitlyn’s face. In time, the girl opened her eyes and grinned at her, her face suddenly mischievous and predatory. “Now you,” she purred.
Nikki needed no encouragement. She climbed onto the sofa and lay on her back, pulling her dress up and spreading her legs. She ran her fingers through her own wet pussy, massaging her lips and spreading her folds wide for Kaitlyn to see. With her middle finger, she toyed at her throbbing clit, guiding Kaitlyn to where she wanted her.
Kaitlyn looked on, hungry eyes crawling over Nikki’s pussy. She approached tentatively, licking her lips in anticipation but nervous and hesitant. In time, she could resist no more and lowered her head between Nikki’s stockinged thighs. Her tongue brushed Nikki lightly, lingering over her first taste of another woman. Nikki moaned her approval, goading her onwards, willing her to bury her head down there and never emerge.
With each taste, Kaitlyn grew in confidence, charting Nikki’s pussy with expert precision and teasing her with delight. Nikki screamed as Kaitlyn’s tongue flicked her clit, grabbing the younger girl’s hair and pulling her forwards. Kaitlyn locked her face in position, sucking, licking, biting, hungry for this new taste. Her eager mouth sent Nikki into rapture, her body quaked with her youthful energy, and she came quickly. The room seemed to shake as the orgasm took her, rising out of her core and exploding into her body. As the tsunami washed over her, she feared that it might never end. That the intolerable ascent into total pleasure might render her insane and mindless, never reaching a crescendo, the colossal wave never breaking. Yet it gradually relaxed its grip and her mind descended f
rom the stratosphere. She lay in a heap, still gripping Kaitlyn firmly to her.
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As the girls lay together, Nikki pondered what she’d done. She had fucked this girl in the mistress’ house, on her sofa. She knew this was wrong and regretted her actions deeply. A deep sadness filled her, an intense self-loathing. She vowed to herself never to do such a thing again and resolved never to let Ms. Kleine find out.
“You should leave,” Nikki finally spoke.
Kaitlyn sat up and looked at her, hurt. “D-Did I do it wrong?”
Nikki looked away, not making eye contact. “It’s not that, it’s just this was a huge mistake.”
Kaitlyn stood, her own face suddenly numb and distant. “I-I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have come. This was… this was wrong,” she said, pulling her clothes on and moving towards the open door. She looked back at Nikki, still lying on the sofa with her pussy exposed and spread wide, then turned and hurried out of the room.
Nikki heard the front door slam and sighed to herself, lost in her own thoughts.
Chapter 3
The following day, Nikki and Lilly went about their business as usual. Lilly seemed to sense Nikki’s dark mood as they showered together, and asked her what was wrong. Nikki shook her head and said it was nothing, turning her attention to cleaning Lilly’s body. Lilly looked unconvinced but said nothing else.
After lunch, Nikki went to the laundry room to iron mistress’ clothes. Her mind was awash with feelings of guilt and betrayal. She hated what she had done to the mistress, what she had done to poor Kaitlyn. She considered coming clean, simply telling Ms. Klein what had happened and accepting her punishment. As she was running this plan through her mind, she heard the sound of a bell ringing. Ms. Klein was summoning her.
She hurried up the stairs from the basement laundry as fast as she dared on her precipitous heels. Crossing the hall, she composed herself as she approached the playroom where Ms. Klein was. She knocked lightly and entered.
Ms. Klein was seated on the sofa, her back straight and her legs crossed at the knee. She smiled as Nikki entered and invited her to come in. She pointed at the rug before the fire where Lilly was, kneeling with her hands folded behind her back. Nikki wondered why Lilly was kneeling in the full slave position, her crossed arms thrusting her perfect tits out before her enticingly. She crossed the room and kneeled beside Lilly, adopting the same pose as she did so. She winced a little as she looked at the sofa, remembering what happened there yesterday. She hoped that Ms. Klein didn’t notice her discomfort.
Ms. Klein smiled again, her face the very picture warmth and good humour. Nikki’s heart sank.
“Ah, Nikki, thank you for joining us.”
“Yes, mistress,” Nikki replied, an obvious tremble in her voice.
“Now, Nikki, I thought I would take this opportunity to review the rules of the house. Let’s start by having you tell me who is mistress and who are the maids.”
“You are the mistress, mistress, and we are the maids,” Nikki replied promptly, gesturing at herself and Lilly.
“Good. Very good. Next, could you tell me who make the rules and gives the orders?”
Nikki sensed she was being led into a trap, yet answered regardless, “You make the rules and give the orders, mistress.”
Ms. Klein smiled again, “Very good.”
The mistress reached to her side and picked up the TV remote control, pointing it at the enormous flat screen that hung on the wall. The TV flickered to life and shone its picture into the room. Nikki squinted at the screen, struggling to make out what was being displayed in the darkened image. Ms. Klein obliged by adjusting the picture slightly until the image resolved into something recognisable.
Nikki felt her flesh crawl and her heart pound in her chest as she realised what she was seeing. The image on the screen was of this very room, from an angle up in the far corner. In the center was the sofa on which Ms. Klein now sat. Spread out on the sofa were Nikki and Kaitlyn. Nikki’s head was buried between Kaitlyn’s legs and Kaitlyn’s head was thrown back in the throes of ecstasy. She’d forgotten about the security cameras!
Nikki looked away, unable to see any more. Lilly gasped in shock, but held her kneeling position. Nikki started to speak, but held her tongue and instead looked at the floor, her mind racing.
Ms. Klein clicked the TV off and started to speak, still smiling that terrifying smile. “Now, as setter of rules and giver of orders, did I ever at any time give you the order to fuck the girl next door?”
The question was posed calmly, yet laced with venom and anger. Nikki said nothing, staring at the floor and hoping against hope that it would swallow her up and end this torment.
“ANSWER ME!” Ms. Klein suddenly barked, causing Lilly and Nikki to jump. It was the first time either of them had heard Ms. Klein angry. Nikki suddenly felt very small and extremely ashamed.
“N-no, mistress.”
“No, mistress, what?”
“No, mistress, you didn’t order me to fuck the girl next door.”
“Then why did you fuck the girl next door?” she demanded, falling short of a shout this time but brimming with furious rage.
“I-I…” Nikki could say no more.
Ms. Klein sat back and sighed. She sat in silence for five minutes, never once speaking or moving an inch. She regarded Nikki intently and Nikki burned under her glare, wishing she were a thousand miles from here, wishing she’d never answered the damned door yesterday.
Ms. Klein spoke, finally breaking the intolerable silence, “The rules of my house are simple and I demand that they are followed without hesitation. Any failure to do so will not be tolerated. Any attempt to deceive or undermine me must be punished. When I give you an order, I expect it to be followed, do I make myself clear?”
“Yes mistress,” Nikki replied.
“Lilly, join me on the sofa.”
Lilly stood and walked to her mistress, sitting beside her on the soft cushions. She straightened her back and folded her hands on her thighs.
“Nikki, lay across Lilly’s lap.”
Nikki blinked, unsure what she meant, “Mistress?” she asked.
“Lay across Lilly’s lap, head this end, feet this end,” she pointed with her finger to points either side of Lilly’s feet.
Nikki stood and approached Lilly. Lilly stared at her with a look of sadness, pity and betrayal. Her face strained and tired looking. Nikki suddenly flushed with guilt, the hurt on Lilly’s face somehow worse than the fiery wrath of her mistress. She stretched herself across Lilly’s legs, resting her weight on the younger girl and placing her hands flat on the floor in front of her. Her ass was exposed and below Lilly’s face. She suddenly became aware of what was going to happen.
“Lilly, spank Nikki.”
Lilly gasped, “N-no, mistress, please.”
Ms. Klein shot back, “Without hesitation!”
Nikki felt Lilly’s warm hand touch her ass cheek, tenderly stroking the soft skin. The warmth departed suddenly, as Lilly drew back her hand and brought it down on Nikki’s cheek with a painful slap. Thwack! Nikki winced, but sensed that Lilly was holding back. Ms. Klein did too.
“Harder Lilly, don’t make me ask you twice.”
Lilly sighed and drew her hand back again, this time bringing it down on Nikki’s skin hard enough to make Nikki gasp. Thwack! Her ass stung, tingling with warmth and the force of the impact. Lilly’s hand drew back again and Nikki braced herself. Thwack! Nikki felt tears well in her eyes, tears of pain but also tears of regret and guilt. She longed to erase what she had done, but knew that this was impossible. Instead, she willed Lilly’s soft hand back for a fourth time, desperate to atone for her guilt in whatever way Ms. Klein desired. Thwack! Her hand came down on Nikki’s tender skin, now singing with pain even between the strikes. Lilly’s hand caressed her tenderly as if to apologise what she was doing. The pleasant sensation mixed with the throbbing began to stir unfamiliar emotions in Nikki.
She found hersel
f craving the punishment, the pain of Lilly’s hand striking her bare ass. She longed to feel Ms. Klein’s gaze upon her burning cheeks, to win forgiveness through her suffering. Thwack! She sighed now, the warmth of the strikes giving way to the warmth in her pussy. Thwack! The faster the strikes came, the more she sighed. Again and again, Lilly’s hand fell on her, until finally, Ms. Klein told her to stop and ordered Nikki to stand.
Nikki got to her feet, her ass burning, tears running down her cheeks. She sniffed and straightened her hair, standing with legs apart and arms crossed behind her back.
Ms. Klein spoke, “Nikki, let this serve as a lesson to both you and Lilly. You are mine. I do with you as I chose. If I want you to fuck someone, it will be so. You will not act against my wishes again. This is your final warning. One further transgression and your employment will be terminated.”
Nikki bowed her head, “Yes, mistress.”
Ms. Klein studied her for a few minutes, then spoke thoughtfully, “I sense this punishment may not have been sufficient to drill the lesson home. I fear that you may not yet realise the level of obedience you must provide to me, what total submission means.”
Nikki stood, patiently awaiting her fate.
“I have an idea,” Ms. Klein’s dark face softened and she smiled her viper smile again, “Tomorrow we shall go for a drive, just the two of us. We shall drive to the city, back to your former place of work. It is about time that I showed my face down there, don’t you think?”
Nikki swallowed hard and her heart sank.
Chapter 4
Nikki stared out of the car window as they drove through the rolling farmland and onto the interstate. The skyscrapers and office blocks of the city loomed up on the horizon, too quickly for Nikki’s liking. Her mood was dark, her face haunted. This was the first time that she’d been back to her former home since entering Ms. Klein’s service many months ago. The thought filled her with dread. A distant part of her wondered what had become of her old house, what her neighbours thought had happened to her. When she’d signed Ms. Klein’s contract, she had agreed that her new owner would take care of all of that and thought nothing more of it, inwardly glad to be rid of the responsibility and the baggage.
