Unspoken Pleasure

For the first time in I don’t know how many minutes my head cleared sufficiently that I found myself looking across the room to see Karen seated on a chair and watching my lover and me intently as Sabrina sat on her haunches beside her on the floor exactly like an obedient puppy dog. To make the scene even more humiliating (for Sabrina, certainly not for anyone else), Karen was petting Sabrina’s hair like she would a dog’s. Karen smiled and winked at me.

I smiled back and mouthed a ‘thank you’ before closing my eyes again. I then just let myself go and surrendered as Ashley continued to pleasure me. As she had required of me, not as submissive to Mistress, but I surrendered as someone who had been enduring as half a person her entire life might surrender upon the joyous discovery of the other half of herself. This may sound crazy, but I was surrendering to myself, and in so doing I was becoming whole for the first time ever. Perhaps another way of describing this experience is that I had found my soul mate, and the newly discovered other half of my soul was making sweet love to me. Eventually I could feel my orgasm approaching, not like breakers crashing, but like the inexorable swelling of a calm ocean. I moaned, “I’m cumming sweet Ashley, please don’t stop.”NôvelDrama.Org holds © this.

Ashley, hearing my request and knowing my need as if it were her own, slid three gentle fingers inside my ocean of juice and captured my whole clit ever so gently but insistently into her mouth. I instantly screamed from the new double pleasure, and within seconds my orgasm erupted out of me. Like I had done, Ashley continued licking and fingering me as the orgasm swelled through me and thrilled every part of my body. Eventually the pleasure became too intense, and just as Ashley had, I begged her, “Please stop.”

Ashley did, smiled at me and said, “See?”

I smiled weakly, trying to catch my breath as I responded, “Yes.”

Ashley moved back up and pressed her body against me as we kissed one more time. Like the previous kisses, our kiss was electric and passionate but most of all, tender. We kissed for countless minutes, with no other agenda other than to remain immersed in each other’s passion.

It was finally Karen who broke up our make-out session by announcing, “Well, we should probably hit the hay, ladies; drill sergeant Hopkins will be working us like rented mules tomorrow.

Ashley broke our kiss and helped me to my feet.

Karen walked over to me, kissed me on the cheek, removed the collar I had long since forgotten I was even wearing, and fastened it on Sabrina. She then asked Sabrina, kind of intoned to Sabrina, “Do you have anything to say to Jenny?”

Sabrina looked at me, completely humiliated, and said, “I’m very sorry, Jenny. I’m sorry for everything. I promise to do much better for you.”

I smiled at her and grasped her shoulder gently, saying simply, “It’s ok.”

Karen then said to Ashley and me rather jovially, “I thought you two would hit it off! Jenny, did you know that Ashley is a lesbian?”

“I do now,” I laughed.

Karen then said seriously and sincerely, “You two make an adorable couple.”

Ashley blushed, but reached for my hand. I looked up at Ashley and then a flood of realization hit me as I realized it wasn’t Karen I was in love with, it was Ashley! Even after all I had felt and experienced just now while Ashley had been making love to me, the penny still hadn’t dropped. The rest of me was completely onboard, but you know the old saying, “The head is the last to be told!” (Okay, maybe it’s a new saying.)

Karen smiled, “Jenny, I have a new slave” as she patted Sabrina like a puppy again. “So if you two want to be an item, I will allow it.”

I looked at Ashley, who looked at me and asked with noticeable insecurity, “Are we an us?”

I smiled back, nervous as well, but knowing that even if it took forever for it to sink in past her insecurities, I was hers for as long as she would have me. Meaning it with all my heart I told my lover, “I would love that.”

Ashley kissed me again, so very gently as I reciprocated in kind.

But then Karen kinda broke the mood by adding, “But don’t think it will be that easy, you two. Jenny still has a mistress in Megan, and I’ll still expect to be able to use Jenny on occasion if I wish or if Sabrina isn’t handy.”

Ashley seemed a bit disappointed by this, but I was secretly thankful. I’m not sure I could commit to just one girl. I knew I could give Ashley my entire heart, but never exclusive use of my body, especially not all the best parts. I needed to be dominated sometimes, and Ashley was obviously way too sweet to dominate me.

“Understood,” I said.

Karen then added, “Plus, both Mistress Megan and I still expect you to finish your seduction of Miss Morgan.”

“Of course,” I said, as Ashley gave me a look of surprise and I promised in a whisper, “I’ll explain later, my love.

“And,” Karen finished, “I still plan to seduce your mother.”

“I figured you might,” I said giving Ashley’s hand a soft squeeze of support.

Karen then began walking to her bedroom, with Sabrina following on all fours led by the leash. Karen called back, “Get a room, you two dykes. One room, one bed! Just saying; you’ll figure it out.”

Ashley and I watched Karen and Sabrina leave and then wordlessly we went to Ashley’s room, which was now our room. Both of us exhausted sexually, we climbed under the blankets and just cuddled. I fell asleep with Ashley’s arms wrapped around me. I had never felt such warmth in my life. In her arms, life made sense.

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SATURDAY FEBRUARY 8th: The Last Card Played

I woke up in someone’s arms, which I’d never done before, and then it all came flooding back to me: these were Ashley’s arms! I rolled over and Ashley was awake, smiling at me. She leaned in and kissed me. She then bumped noses with me and said, “That was one crazy night.”