Unspoken Pleasure

Karen closed the door and pleaded, as she held up her hands, “Please, Miss Morgan. I’ve come to apologize for yesterday. I was totally out of line to make Jenny here do what she did to you. It was wrong and I’m sorry, really, really sorry.”

“Oh,” Miss Morgan said, clearly surprised.

Karen continued, “So I have also come to promise you that I will never tell anybody about you and Jenny. Your job is safe. Also, please don’t let yesterday ruin what a great sexual adventure you and Jenny can have together in the future. I hope that you and Jenny can continue what you started. You deserve it, Miss Morgan.”

Miss Morgan looked stunned. “I don’t know what to say.”

“Don’t say anything. Think about what you want. What you really, really want. If you want Jenny, like she told me you wanted her Sunday, please do that. Don’t stop unless you really want to, and maybe if you can forgive me and I can prove my trustworthiness, you will willingly submit to me. But, if that doesn’t happen that is fine as well. Just don’t close yourself off to what you’ve just awoken, please,” Karen continued, suddenly sounding much wiser than her age… sounding like a real Mistress… like Mistress Megan.

Miss Morgan looked at me as she said, “I don’t know.”

Karen continued, “I will never again do anything in your class to make you feel unsafe. You have my word.”

Karen surprised me again as she then turned and walked out, leaving Miss Morgan and me alone.

“I think she means it, Miss Morgan,” I said.

“Thank God,” she said. “I really was stressed out about what she may do today and, of course, that I was going to lose my job.”

“Well, our Mistress had a talk with her and she seems to have seen the light,” I said, just as the bell rang.

“We will talk more later, Jenny,” Miss Morgan promised.

“I understand,” I nodded, and headed out.

At break, I saw Troy and knew I had to cancel our date for the Valentine’s Day dance. If I was going, which I wasn’t sure I was, I had to go with my girlfriend… I had to go with Ashley.

I went to him and said, “Troy, can I talk to you for a moment?”

“Sure,” he nodded.

“Alone,” I said.

“Oh, okay,” he agreed, his smile fading, as if sensing my tone meant bad news.

“Um, there is no easy way to say this but, I can’t go to the Valentine’s Day dance with you,” I blurted out before I could change my mind. Almost every girl in the school would die to go with him and here I was breaking up with him before we even had a chance to date. And although I was still a bit confused by the complex relationships I was currently entangled in, I knew I was a lesbian and sure didn’t need to make my complicated life any more complex.

The look of shock on his face made me feel even worse. He asked concerned, “What? Why? Did I do something wrong?”

His concern only made me feel worse. I answered, “Oh no, no no, not at all. You’re great. It’s me. I just started seeing someone and I need to take them instead. I’m so sorry.”

He still looked shocked as he said, “Oh, um, okay, that sucks. I was looking forward to it.”

I apologized again, before I went to look for Ashley.

Suddenly, she was right in front of me.

“Hi,” I asked, suddenly feeling strange as if everyone was watching us, even though I knew that was ridiculous.

“Hi,” Ashley said back.

“So, I cancelled my date with Troy for Friday,” I said.

“Now you’re dateless?” Ashley said with mock concern. “That is terrible.”

“I know,” I replied, playing along. “And I sure can’t go to the dance alone.”

“Yes, that would kill your sudden popularity,” Ashley teased.

“And I can’t have that,” I said. After a pause, I asked, “So, what are you doing this Friday night?”

“Going to the Valentine’s Dance with a beautiful girl,” Ashley answered with a smile.

“Do I know this girl?” I asked, playfully.

Ashley laughed, “So are we going as friends or as a couple?”

“I think that would be the perfect time to announce it,” I said.

“Agreed,” Ashley nodded, before adding, “I so want to kiss you right now.”

“And I so want to bury my face in your pussy,” I replied, loving to talk dirty with Ashley.

“You haven’t had lunch yet?” Ashley teased.

“Actually, I’m starving,” I said, already thinking we should go to the cheerleader’s room for some alone time.

Suddenly Karen called out, “Ladies, over here.”

“Rain check?” Ashley asked.

“An infinity of rain checks,” I smiled.

We headed to Karen who said firmly, “Cheerleader’s room now.”

Ashley and I both nodded and followed Karen to the private room.

Once inside, we saw that Sabrina was there too.

Karen said, “Now I think I have a solution to our complex situation.”

“What is it?” Ashley asked, taking control just like she had yesterday.

“Well, I need to be a better Mistress and Jenny needs to be a better pet,” Karen began. “Of course, this also involves the two of you.”

Sabrina was surprisingly quiet.

Ashley asked, not angry, but curious, “And what is your plan?”

“Things go back to the way they were,” Karen said. “Although with less of a dominant hierarchy… but a hierarchy none-the-less.”

“Jenny and I are a couple,” Ashley stressed.

“And I’m fine with that,” Karen said. “I even think it’s pretty awesome. But, as Mistress Megan said, there needs to be respect and structure. So it’s important for each of us to know our place.”

“Which is?” Ashley asked.

“You two are a couple, but Jenny is also my pet when I need her,” Karen said.

“But not when she is already with me,” Ashley clarified.

“As long as you don’t hog her,” Karen said jokingly.

“At school, you are in charge,” Ashley said.

“And outside of school, everyone makes their own decisions,” Karen agreed.

“What about me?” Sabrina asked.

“You’re still second in command,” Karen said.

“Third,” Ashley corrected, as she walked over to Sabrina and pointed to the floor.

Karen and I watched as the power play for second in command was played live. Sabrina looked at Karen, but I think she was as curious as I was.

Sabrina went to speak, but then lowered herself to her knees in front of Ashley. Ashley smiled, lifted up her skirt and ordered, “Get licking.”This content is © NôvelDrama.Org.

Sabrina looked at Karen one more time, as if pleading for help or permission, before turning and burying her face in Ashley’s cunt.

Karen sat down on the bench and said, “Jenny, you still have to do your task from yesterday and please Sabrina.”

I glanced at Ashley, who yesterday had erupted in this very room over this issue. When she didn’t say anything, I replied, “Yes, Mistress.” I then smiled and added, “although she looks rather busy at the moment.”

Karen laughed, as she spread her legs, “That she is. Then I guess you’d better please your Mistress.”

I lowered myself to my knees and eagerly buried my face in her already wet pussy. And there it was… everything somehow making sense.

I was eating Karen’s pussy while my girlfriend watched and she was pleasured by another girl.

She wasn’t jealous.

I wasn’t jealous.

This was just sex.

What we had was so much more.

Ashley moaned, “Eat my cunt, you submissive slut.”

Karen laughed, “I like the new Ashley.”

“I do too,” I added, between licks.

“Focus on my cunt, slut,” Karen ordered, grabbing the back of my head and shoving it deep into her pussy.

I did focus on her cunt and got her off in a few minutes, as Sabrina did to Ashley.

Once done, Karen said, “You still owe Sabrina an orgasm.”

“Yes, Mistress,” I nodded, crawling over to Sabrina, pushing her onto her back on the floor and burying my face in her cunt too.

“At least I’m not the bottom bitch,” Sabrina moaned, seeming happy to have at least someone below her.

I quipped, between licks, “Not to worry, I love being the bottom bitch.”

I got her off in a couple of minutes, just as the bell rang.

I said, “I’m always here to serve, Sabrina.”

Ashley said, “As is Sabrina,” as she pulled me up and kissed me.

The rest of the school day was fine and as we headed back to Ashley’s she surprised me again. “I need to tell my parents the truth.”

“What truth?” I asked, actually not having a clue.

“That I prefer cunt to cock,” she smiled.

“I wouldn’t start with that statement,” I suggested with a playful smile.

“Yeah, I probably should break it to them a little gentler.”

“Good call,” I agreed.

At her house, we let go of each other’s hands as we entered.

Ashley surprised me when she said, “No time like the present.”

My eyes went wide. “You’re not doing it now?” I asked.

Ashley’s answer was a quick kiss on my lips as she called out, “Mom, are you home?”

“In the kitchen, Sweetheart,” her mother called back.