Kinky Lesbian Mega Bundle

by Ella Ford

  When Ms. Klein came it was sudden and frenetic. Her body pushed down one final time and shivered endlessly. Her mouth opened and she screamed a silent cry, biting down on her knuckle to avoid alerting the entire office. Her thighs tensed on Nikki’s head and Nikki lost herself between the soft flesh of her mistress’ legs and the cloying wetness of her erupting pussy. She hoped this would never end, never wanting to be released from this damp prison.

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  Ms. Klein recovered and climbed off the desk, straightening her skirt and hair and sat down at the desk again. She glanced at Nikki, still lying back on the desk and pointed at the floor beside the desk. Nikki sat up and hopped down, her face still wet with her mistress’ juices. Obediently, she knelt beside her mistress.

  She remained there for several hours while Ms. Klein attended to her business. She watched adoringly as her mistress worked, content to be in her presence, privileged to sit at her feet.

  In time, Ms. Klein decided that her working day was over. She led Nikki back out to get her coat. Bidding Amanda a good day, she reattached Nikki’s leash and they walked back through the seventh floor.

  “Have a great evening Ms. Klein, and you too Nikki,” Amanda said as they were leaving, her voice laced with sarcasm and mischief.

  Nikki’s walk through the seventh floor was less traumatic than her entrance. Nikki walked beside the mistress proudly, not trying to hide the bright red leash that bound her. She relished the stares and quizzical glances, proud to stand alongside her owner. She felt her submission was complete, her obedience total. She belonged to Ms. Klein now, body and soul.

  Epilogue

  Nikki and Lilly faced each other, their faces inches apart. They were bent across opposite ends of a long, thin bench, pussies pointed in opposite directions. The padded leather cuffs on their ankles were attached to special clips on the legs of the bench. Their wrists were attached to clips on the surface they were sprawled across. They found there were able to join their restrained hands, gripping tightly to the other as Ms. Klein circled the bench, hungrily eyeing her naked maids and deciding which one to play with first.

  Ms. Klein had arranged them like this so that they could look at each other while they were impaled on her massive, black strapon. The mistress had sensed the tension between them and resolved, in her own peculiar way, to rectify the situation.

  Her circling ceased and Nikki felt a presence approach her exposed pussy. She felt warm hands draw slender fingers through her damp lips. Lilly locked her gaze and smiled, tightening her grip on Nikki’s hands. “Guess you’re going first,” she whispered.

  “Yeah, guess I’m first.” Nikki felt the tip of the appendage tease her hole, rubbing up and down. She shivered. “Listen, Lilly, I…”

  Lilly interrupted her, “Ssssh,” she breathed and craned her neck forward to kiss Nikki. Nikki felt relief wash over her as she accepted the other girl’s kiss. Their tongues came together, hungry for the taste of each other.

  At her rear, Ms. Klein thrust her hips forward and filled Nikki with her length. Nikki’s mind exploded. It was good to be home.

  THE END, FOR NOW

  Maid To Train Her

  by Ella Ford

  Chapter 1

  It was gone ten o’clock and the party was in full swing.

  Nikki glanced around the dining room. The large table that usually stood in the center had been moved to the garage. In its place, a number of comfortable seats and sofas had been arranged around the walls and large cushions spread around the floor. The room was dimly lit by a number of large candles that flickered erratically, causing long shadows to dance against the walls and ceiling. The young maid studied the debauched scenes of opulent decadence that were unfolding around her.

  A dozen half-naked women stood around the room, forming a loose ring around Nikki and Lilly. Some chatted together, sipping champagne from long glasses; others lay back on the sofas and chairs, fingers nonchalantly pressed between their legs as they looked on with dreamy looks of contentment. A number of women had paired off, warm bodies locked in passionate embraces. They moaned unselfconsciously as hands greedily roamed over skin and tongues danced together.

  Among the women stood Ms. Olivia Klein, Nikki’s mistress. The attractive older woman was completely naked, her clothes discarded on the floor behind her in an untidy pile. A much younger girl knelt at her feet, her face pressed into Ms. Klein’s pussy. Ms. Klein seemed unmoved by the brunette’s enthusiastic attentions, her focus was on the center of the room where Nikki stood beside Lilly.

  The party had been thrown in to mark Lilly’s final day as a maid at Ms. Klein’s. She was leaving tomorrow, being sent to live with an acquaintance of the mistress, exchanged for some favour or other. Nikki didn’t know the details, she only knew that her friend and lover was being shipped across the country to live somewhere else for the next six months. Ms. Klein assured her that she would return to her service eventually, that her reassignment was purely temporary and entirely necessary. Lilly, to her credit, had taken the news stoically, her face remaining composed as the mistress detailed the plan.

  Nikki envied Lilly’s devotion. She wasn’t sure she would have received such information at all gracefully. She chastised herself inwardly, cursing her disobedient nature. What the mistress wished, the mistress got. She composed herself and vowed to be a better maid in the future, eager to do whatever the mistress asked of her.

  As if to atone for sending Lilly away, Ms. Klein had thrown this party in her honor. A fitting send off after many months of loyal service. “As a special treat,” she’d added, “I’ll arrange for you to be fucked senseless by some of the most powerful women in North America.”

  Lilly’s only reply had been to smile demurely. Whatever mistress wishes, Nikki had thought.

  She dragged her attention back to the room and her own curious circumstances. She stood with her legs slightly apart and her right arm held behind her back. Both Nikki and Lilly wore the maid costume that Ms. Klein insisted on. Too short for decent company, the frilled garment did little to cover their stockinged legs. Around her neck, Nikki wore her collar. A thin band of black leather, studded with diamonds and fronted with a silver ring. Ms. Klein often attached a leash to this ring, for trips outdoors. She said it represented her maids’ submission to her. Nikki loved wearing it, she loved the feeling of submissiveness that it conjured in her.

  In her left hand she held a silver platter. She held this aloft at chest height. Across the platter were arranged a number of dildos, each more outlandish than the last. Periodically, one of the women would saunter up, select one of the grotesque collection of sex toys and proceed to drill Lilly’s exposed pussy with it.

  Nikki looked down at Lilly. She was bent double over a large ottoman. Her knees and wrists were strapped to the four corners of the comfortable looking piece of furniture, holding her in position and spreading her legs apart to reveal her wet holes. Behind her sat a redhead woman, cross legged on a large cushion. She was naked from the waist up. The woman purred thoughtfully as she studied Lilly’s pussy, causally rolling an enormous pink dildo around in her manicured fingers. As Nikki watched, the redhead grinned and eased the enormous shaft into her friend’s hole.

  Lilly inhaled deeply, lifting her head and closing her eyes. She moaned as the dildo slowly filled her. Her hands clenched and unclenched, gripping at nothing but needing to do something to release the tension caused by the sudden penetration. The redhead eased the fleshy column out again, now slick with Lilly’s juices. Lilly sighed as if reluctant to let it leave. The redhead pushed forwards again, harder this time and Lilly moaned loudly, tugging at the restraints that held her in place. Several of the guests gasped. One girl clapped her hands together excitedly.

  Nikki glanced at the women around the room. Their bodies were toned and well cared for, the best that money could buy. Perky breasts and long, tanned legs. Immaculately trimmed pussies and perfect nails. Nikki felt slightly envious of the attention that Lil
ly was getting, her own pussy made wet by the fires that burned within.

  The redhead lifted herself to a kneeling position behind Lilly and stroked the captive maid’s stockinged thigh tenderly. With her other hand she pushed the dildo forward, again and again, harder each time. Lilly’s moans were long and steady, her body rocked forwards on the ottoman with each deep thrust. Just as Nikki thought she might not be able to take any more, Lilly came. Her body tensed and her head flew back, neck muscles straining as her mouth opened in a soundless scream. The orgasm held her like this for several endless seconds before releasing her. She collapsed forward and lay still, breathing heavily with her eyes closed.

  That’s her fifth tonight, Nikki thought to herself, wonder how many more she has left in her?

  Ms. Klein clapped her approval and the redhead stood, bowing. She returned to the group of women, collapsing onto a sofa to chat with her friends.

  “Now, who wants to go next?” queried Ms. Klein, glancing around the room, “Nadia?” Her gaze settled on a statuesque blonde in the corner. She was easily six feet tall and utterly naked, but for a pair of bright red six inch heels. Nadia smiled, nodding her thanks to Ms. Klein. She stepped, forwards into the center, pausing only to pick up her black handbag from the floor.

  Nikki held the platter out to her. “Ma’am?” she offered, bowing her head and staring at the floor.

  Nadia touched her gently under the chin. “You’re sweet, my dear, but I brought my own.” The women around the room giggled at this, gasping in anticipation. Nadia reached into her large handbag and pulled out a strapon. Nikki winced.

  It was easily ten inches long and six inches around. It was ponderous and ugly. A drab, dark grey, rippled along its length with moulded veins. Nikki swallowed hard. This thing makes Ms. Klein’s favourite strapon seem like a Christmas candy cane! she thought, remembering the countless times she’d felt Ms. Klein’s cock enter her quivering pussy.

  Lilly seemed to sense Nikki’s apprehension and raised her head to look behind. She issued a pleading moan as she watched Nadia strap this plastic beast to herself. Nadia blew her an exaggerated kiss and took up a position on her knees between the trembling girl’s legs. Lilly turned her head forward again and gripped the front edge of the ottoman, bracing herself.

  Nikki looked on, fascinated as Nadia teased the bulbous head of the monster around Lilly’s dripping lips. She wondered how Lilly felt. Nervous excitement mixed with apprehension perhaps? Nikki found herself wishing that it was she who was strapped down, that her body was tonight’s plaything. But underneath her lustful desires, she felt strangely empty. Tonight was her last night with Lilly. They would no longer be able to comfort each other in their warm bed after a particularly intense session with Ms. Klein; they would no longer shower and dress each other in the morning, fingers lingering on each other’s bodies. She knew that Lilly would return eventually, but six months was forever. Suppose she forgot about me? Nikki thought, a dark mood settling over her.

  Nadia finally decided that the time for teasing was over and eased the plump appendage home. Lilly screamed as it entered her, pushed to the limits of fulfillment by this slow penetration. “Yes, yes, oh God yes!”, she cried, back arched and fingers outstretched.

  The women in the room sighed as Nadia plunged back and forth. One by one, a fever overtook them. Those not already coupled grabbed the nearest woman and fell on her. Pairings collapsed to the floor, to the sofas, lost in a flailing orgy of tongues and pussies. Nikki herself was pulled down, wrestled to the floor by a raven haired girl with fire in her eyes. The silver platter crashed to the hardwood floor, sending its payload of sextoys skittering across the room. The girl straddled her chest, pinning her to the ground with slender legs. She leaned forwards, grabbed Nikki’s hair and lifted her head upwards into the her waiting pussy. Nikki’s face disappeared between the wet lips of this savage woman, her tongue darting out to begin its work.

  Elsewhere in the room, Nikki heard Lilly scream with pleasure, her repeated cries chanting the song of her pleasure. Nikki joined her, as did others in the room. Their voices sang a chorus of heated desire, a choir of relentless lust.

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  The orgy died down in the small hours. Bodies slick with pleasure finally giving in to satisfied exhaustion. Women fell against each other, limbs intertwined as sleep took them. The raven haired girl’s arm lay across Nikki’s chest, her dozing head nestled into her neck. With great care not to wake the girl, Nikki eased out from under her limp arm. She stood, careful not to disturb any of the sleeping women, and tiptoed over to where Lilly was still restrained. She glanced down at Nadia. The amazon snored lightly on the floor beside the ottoman, the bulbous strapon still attached to her. Nikki knelt down beside Lilly’s head and stroked her long hair. Lilly looked up at her and smiled, dreamy eyes heavy and tired.

  With great care, Nikki unclipped Lilly’s wrists and ankles, aware that her joints and muscles would ache from hours of restraint and the rigours of prolonged pleasure. She bent to wrap Lilly’s arm around her own shoulders and helped the other girl to her feet. Barely able to stand, Lilly trusted her weight to Nikki and the two girls walked quietly towards the door.

  As they approached the doorway, Nikki turned back and surveyed the room behind her. Groups of sleeping women, exposed flesh and pussies in every direction. The air hung heavy with the aroma of perfume and sex, musky and thick. Her gaze found Ms. Klein, naked body propped up against a leather sofa, two women dozing against her. Nikki was not surprised to find the mistress awake and staring back at her. As they made eye contact, Ms. Klein nodded and smiled her viper smile, granting Nikki permission to take Lilly and enjoy their final night together.

  “Thank you, mistress,” Nikki whispered under her breath and headed upstairs to the maid’s quarters.

  Chapter 2

  With Lilly gone, Nikki’s life fell into a routine of repetitive monotony. She woke at 6am, showered and shaved herself, dressed according to Ms. Klein’s wishes for the day and began her chores. Her afternoons and evenings were spent as the sole focus of Ms. Klein’s insatiable appetites. The mistress’ hunger for carnal novelty leading her down avenues of pleasure and lust that Nikki had previously never considered. Yet without Lilly, there was no contrast. No-one to curl up beside and comfort after spending most of the day tied to a piece of furniture and relentlessly pounded. Nikki sighed and wished that Lilly would return soon.

  Her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of a bell ringing from downstairs. She looked around the bedroom, admiring the clean surfaces and crisp sheets, then turned on her heel and headed down to find out what the mistress wanted.

  The mistress was in her office at the front of the house. She worked here most days lately, locked away behind the door, lost in her own concerns and affairs. Nikki seldom went into the office. Ms. Klein had specifically forbidden her maids from going into this room unless given explicit permission to do so. She stopped before the office door, composed herself and knocked sharply three times. She waited for Ms. Klein’s voice, keen not to interrupt whatever the mistress was doing.

  “Come,” Ms. Klein called and Nikki pushed her way in.

  Ms. Klein was sitting at the large mahogany desk, her attire smart and business like. Across the desk from Ms. Klein sat another girl, facing away from Nikki. Her long honey blonde hair spilled over her shoulders and the rigid back of the chair. Nikki inhaled sharply, a disturbing feeling of familiarity washing over her.

  As Nikki stepped across the room, the girl turned to her, revealing her face. Nikki blinked twice, recognising her instantly. Kaitlyn! The inquisitive co-ed from across the street that Nikki had seduced one dark day. Nikki’s face flushed, simultaneously remembering the heat of their passions and the pain of the punishment that she’d received for disobeying the house rules.

  “M-mistress, what is…?” was all Nikki could say.

  Kaitlyn stared at her, blue eyes wide and gleaming. Her pretty face shone with a heady mix of apprehensio
n and lust. This was the first time she’d seen Nikki since that morning in the playroom many weeks ago, and she appeared visibly thrilled to see the young maid again.

  Ms. Klein made an offhand gesture at the floor beside the desk and Nikki reflexively fell to her knees there, demurely placing her hands on her thighs. Kaitlyn watched as she did so, eager eyes betraying her fascination at Nikki’s obedience.

  “Kaitlyn here, who I’m sure you’ll remember quite well,” Ms. Klein purred, clearly relishing the barely concealed tension between the two girls, “has a very interesting proposal. Kaitlyn, please repeat what you just told me for Nikki’s benefit.”

  Kaitlyn turned to Ms. Klein, her face flushing a deep red, and stammered, “Y-yes, Ms. Klein.” She cleared her throat, “The thing is, ever since Nikki and I… you know…” she shot a glance back at Nikki, “I’ve not been able to think of anything else. The things she did to me, the things she said to me.” She fell silent, clearly embarrassed and finding it difficult to continue.

  Ms. Klein smiled at her, her face radiating warmth and compassion. “That’s quite alright my dear, please, take your time. We’re all friends here.”

  Kaitlyn gathered herself and continued. “After we… After I was here, I went on the internet and found myself looking at sites about submission and domination, about maids and sex slaves. I couldn’t get it out of my mind, couldn’t stop thinking about it. I started to dream about being a maid, about working here with Nikki and you, Ms. Klein. Dreams about being… used... endlessly,” she blushed again. Recovering her composure, she straightened her back, held her head up and looked Ms. Klein in the eye, speaking with serious purpose. “I would like to apply for a job, as maid, in your house. I will do whatever you ask of me.”

  Ms. Klein sat back in her chair, still smiling. Nikki was shocked. Kaitlyn wanted to work here? With her? Wild emotions ran through her head, unchecked and rampant. Her desire to be with this stunning young girl mixed with a territorial need to maintain the status quo. Her mind raced with conflicting thoughts.