Gay/Lesb - LGBT Kim’s New Life - by Janetmon ( Complete )

[hirarandi]

I was pleased that Kelly asked Kassie to accompany us to the house. She wanted us to be together as much as possible since we hadn't seen one another since Christmas. 

When we entered, Kelly started to remove the leash from my collar. Kassie immediately said, "Kelly, would you mind leaving it on a while longer?" She still held the lead end in her hand.

"Kassandra, I am willing to leave it on my pet as long as you want to hold it. I take it that you are enjoying leading her around."

"Yes, Kelly, I actually am." She grasped my right hand in her left and held the leash in her right. It felt so good to have her holding my hand as we walked around the house. 

My laugh was rather loud when she said, "Damn, Kitten, I wish I could have had you like this ten years ago when you were a teenager." Then she quickly added, "I mean collared at the end of my leash, not naked. Well, maybe that wouldn't have been so bad either." I think she was blushing. 

A formal reception line had been set up in the main parlor. Kelly was first, of course, then yours truly, followed by Kassie. Kelly insisted that Kassie should be there because she was family. Everyone except Kassie had changed back into their 'street' clothes while we were finishing our photographs. As each person passed through the line, Kelly would greet and hug them, then introduce each one, that I didn't know, to me. They would, in turn, compliment me on my decision and hug me. I must admit it did feel strange, and awkward, to be hugging fully dressed women when I was still naked and, of course with a leash attached to my collar. I would then introduce each person to my sister. She seemed to act as this was like any other 'reception line' she had ever been in.

I nearly fell over when the last person in line approached Kelly. I was still hugging the one in front of her and not paying attention until I heard her voice. "I can't thank you enough for inviting me Kelly. I wouldn't have wanted to miss this for all the tea in China."

"Oh, my gawd, Barb! I screamed. "Why didn't you tell me you were coming?" I grabbed and hugged her."

"Well, Kimberly Ann, or maybe I should call you kimmy now. I didn't tell you because I promised Kelly that I wouldn't."

"When did you arrive?"

"I've been here the whole time, Kim. 

"But I didn't see you."

"I came with Allyson and Sam. I was their hooded friend. We wanted to surprise you."

"Well, you sure as hell did."

"They removed the hood while you were getting dressed for the ceremony." She continued. "I guess you were so captivated by your mistress, you had tunnel vision and didn't see me sitting next to Allyson during your ceremony."

"Hell girl, I didn't even see Miss Allyson," I laughed. 

"You know, girl, I distinctly remember that when we were last together, you said that you would invite me to your collaring ceremony if Kelly permitted. Obviously, I have her permission to be here and, since you didn't invite me, I could assume that either you changed your mind, or you forgot your promise. At least your mistress was thoughtful enough to invite me.

"Oh, shit, Barb, everything happened so fast this week once Mistress Kelly asked me to commit early to her. Everything you and I planned fell apart. In the excitement of the moment, I did forget. Can you ever forgive me?"

"I wouldn't be here if I didn't already, forgive you." Even so, I'd like to spank your ass like you spanked mine, Kim." 

"How long are you staying?"

"Sadly, I have to fly back tonight. I have an important family birthday party to attend tomorrow. Are you still planning to fly back next weekend so you can pack out your apartment?"

"Yes, at the moment, I am."

"Well, I will arrange to take off the following Monday and Tuesday to help you drive back?"

Kelly asked, "Would you like to kiss her, pet?"

"Oh, Mistress, may I."

"Absolutely! You have my permission."

I quickly kissed Barb and hugged her again. When I pulled back Kelly quipped, "Damn, pet, that didn't look like much of a kiss. I hope you did better than that when you made love. Why don't you give it another try?" I couldn't argue with my Mistress. Our second kiss was a slow, passionate, open mouth, tongue-involved kiss. 

"I hope your mistress permits more of that when I see you next weekend."

"It depends on how she behaves this week, Barb."

"I'm not sure I believe what I just witnessed," Kassie said when I introduced Barb to her.

While we enjoyed refreshments, which consisted of cake, ice cream and Asti Spumante sparkling wine, and during a lull in the conversations, I said, "Mistress, may I ask a question?

"kimmy, unless I have commanded you to silence, you never have to request permission to ask me a question. Just ask. If I do not desire to answer I will so inform you."

"Do you plan to mark me, Mistress? 

"Is that something you want, pet?"

"I'm not sure. I love you, and would accept it if it were your desire, but watching Sam being branded was very scary. I must admit, however, watching her getting her tattoo did turn me on."

"Well, as I think I explained, a tattoo is the mark normally used for Society slaves. The tattoo Sam received was the only mark Mistress Allyson had originally planned to use. But.as Sam mentioned, the brand was something she truly wanted. Mistress Allyson and Sam discussed it at length and decided it was right for them. Mistress Allyson decided the brand would be her mark and the tattoo would be Sam's. I would always want that to be a mutual decision."

"I appreciate that, Mistress, but what if the decision was yours alone? What would you choose? 

"After watching Sam getting branded, yes, I think that eventually I would like to brand my initials on your ass." I must have looked quite concerned, because she added, "Don't worry, though, pet. I am not sure I would mark you in any manner before we've been together a reasonable length of time. For a brand, I would want to wait a year, or probably two, since you would have the scar for the rest of your life. A tattoo is a little more acceptable to do earlier since it could be covered over, or even removed, although not easily."

"What if I really want some type of mark now, to honor you, Mistress?"

"By 'now,' do you mean today?"

"Yes, ma'am, if possible. Or even tomorrow would be OK."

"I already said I'd want us to be together a reasonable length of time before I would mark you in any manner."

"Please help me, Mistress. If I understand this correctly, you get to mark me, and I can also choose a mark. You just said you would not mark me for a reasonable length of time. I take that to mean your mark. I just dedicated my life, and my body, to you, Mistress. I, truly, would like to have a tattoo to honor you,"

"I can't believe I chose to collar a slave who is so damn exacting," she laughed.

"I'm sorry, Mistress, but in my profession spelling a word incorrectly or using a wrong punctuation mark could be a bug in a program."

"You don't need to be sorry, little one. I shouldn't admit it, but that is one of the things I like about you. OK, let's assume that I might consider giving my approval if it were something inconspicuous. I take it you have something in mind."

I grinned and said, "Yes, ma'am, I do. Since I am an IT geek, I would like the bar code from my slave registration. The inside of my leg, next to your cunt, would be a perfect place. Nobody, except you, would ever see it there, without your express permission, of course."

"I do like that idea, pet, but I would want that to be my mark, not yours, even though you are the one who did the registration, and it's too soon." 

"Then may I suggest another tattoo that I really would like, my darling, sweet, kind Mistress." 

I fluttered my eyelashes at her. She laughed and said, "Flattery and sweetness will get you everything, little one." Tell me your idea."

"Actually, I have been thinking about two possibilities after seeing the one Sam got. First, and my favorite, I imagine a heart containing the words, 'Property of Mistress Kelly. It would be placed low on my pubic area, below my bikini line if possible." That way it would never be seen by anyone, except you, or as I said, anyone else without your approval.

"However, if you will not permit that expression of my undying love and submission..." 

Kelly interrupted me saying, "Be careful with your mischievous tone, my sweet slave. You might earn yourself a spanking in front of your sister and all these friends." 

She had a hard time not laughing as she said this, so I continued, "An alternate version would be a small heart with the letter 'K' in the center. Only the two of us and our friends would know the initial is yours. I would want that to be visible to the world, even when you permit me to wear clothes. Only you and our friends would know it is your initial Anyone else would think it is mine."

"Hmmm. Both your suggestions sound wonderful. It is a good thing, however, that as my slave you do not get to choose." I gave her my best sad sack look. 

"I might consider giving my approval for one heart tattoo. After all, this is your day, too, but I need to know what is in it for me, pet."

"Oh, Mistress, I will promise that I will never ask for another tattoo and I love you even more, if that is possible. Please, would you?"

"Well, I won't accept the promise that you won't ask for another one, because I suspect you will break it someday. OK, let me ask Gayle if she has time to do one now. I know she is in the next room doing one for a member. If not, I will make an appointment." I plastered her with kisses not caring that everyone was watching us.

Just before she left us to find Gayle, Kassie stopped her. They walked a short distance away and talked about something. When Kassie returned, she said, "I have never seen you so excited about anything, kitten. You are acting like a kid with a new toy at Christmas. I can remember you saying that you would only get a tattoo when Hell freezes over."

"Oh, Kassie, I am. I would love to have both hearts. They would be additional proof that I belong to Mistress Kelly. And one would be visible for the world to see. The way I feel right now, I don't think I would mind if she wanted to brand her initials on my ass. Truthfully, though, I am glad she said we'd have to be together for a year or two before she'd consider that. Thank you for being here for my special day, Sis."

"And to think I almost missed it. I won't be able to thank Kelly enough for insisting that I come and getting that stand-by voucher. What I've witnessed today just blows my mind. I never would have believed that I could be having a conversation with my little sister while she is standing in front of me, buck naked with a collar locked around her neck as if it is the most natural thing to do. Well, not really buck naked. You are wearing your new pendant and those nipple cuffs, your glasses and, as I said, Kelly's collar."

I just had to ask her, "What were you and Mistress Kelly talking about, Sis?"

"Nothing for your ears, kitten."

A few minutes later I watched two guests carry what appeared to be a doctor's examination table, complete with stirrups, into the room. Kelly returned and said that Gwen was finished and had time to do one for me. Kelly wanted it to be done in front of our guests. Kassie helped me climb onto the table and put my feet in the stirrups while Kelly raised the back to an angle so I would be able watch Gayle work. It turned out that Gayle's sub was also a trained tattoo artist. 

"kimmy, Gayle is not doing these tattoos today for free. She is a businessperson, after all. However, she is giving Society members a great discount. I will pay her, but, since you insist it is your mark, I will want you to reimburse me out of your allowance. Kassandra suggested a second tattoo that she thought would look good on you and I agreed, so you are getting two today. She wants to pay for the one she suggested."

"May I ask what it will be, Mistress?"

"You may ask, little one, but I am not going to tell you. Kassandra wants it to be a surprise. Oh, the placement of your heart, and the wording, will not be exactly as you requested, but I am sure you will like it, since the change was also Kassandra's suggestion."

Gayle and her assistant started to work on me, while all our guests gathered around and watched. Gayle started inking the heart on the inside of my right thigh, while her sub was inking something on my left ankle. 

When Gayle was finished, I could see the finished heart was at the very top of my thigh. From my vantage point, it was upside down, so I couldn't quite read the lettering inside it. I studied it for a moment and finally could deciphered it: "Mistress Kelly's cunt." An arrow pierced the heart and its tip pointed directly to my vagina. I told Kelly that I loved the change.

The second tattoo was in the form of an anklet. A fine chain encircled my ankle. On the outside, a small heart hung between two charms shaped like girls' heads. The two head charms had a capital letter K in them, and the heart had a small letter k. Kelly explained the symbolism to me. Kelly had told Kassie that she now considered her to be part of her family meaning a sister. Kassie agreed and wanted Kelly to feel the same way. So, I was loved by both my mistress and my sister. Our relationship was now cryptically on full display on my ankle. I would only have to find a way to explain the lower-case k, if anyone asks. 

(For you perfectionists out there, I know it takes time to complete a good tattoo. Please don't comment. Remember my literary freedom please.)

I was ordered to remain on the table. Kelly handed the large captive ball ring to Kassie, who I noticed was now wearing a blouse and skirt. She must have changed while they were working on my tat. Kelly said, "I think it's time we replace your other ring, kimmy." Then to Kassie, she said, "Kassandra, would you be a darling and put this ring back in kimmy's labium?" This time there didn't appear to be any hesitation. However, she did have to ask Kelly to explain how to do it. Kelly showed her how to use the pliers to spread the ring just enough to put the ball in place.

I actually enjoyed the feel of my sister's fingers on my pussy while she replaced the ring. When she finished, I said, "Thank you Kassie and Mistress Kelly. I feel whole again." Quite a bit of laughter ensued. 

Kelly finally permitted me to put my street clothes back on before we left. Well, almost. Since I was again wearing Kelly's collar, I knew that underwear would not be permitted. Kassie watched me dress and loved the fact that I was required to be naked under my street clothes. Kelly had removed the leash to make it easier for me to put the sweater on. There was a loop at the end of the leash. After Kelly clipped it back on, Kassie pushed her hand through the loop and gripped the chain as if I might try to get away.

Kelly drove and told Kassie and me to sit in the rear seat. She wanted Kassie and I to be able to talk easily. Kassie took my hand in hers just like a sister would. "kitten, I am becoming more and more intrigued over this submissive side of your personality every minute: Your collaring ceremony, your vows; and the fact that you didn't seem to mind being the only one that was naked was just fascinating.

"As I understand your vows, you have agreed to do anything your Mistress orders you to do. Is that correct?"

"Yes, Sis; as long as it is legal. If you remember the exact words, I said, 'Her most simple wish will be considered to be my order.' If I have any doubt, I am required to ask for clarification." I could see Kelly's reflection in the rear-view mirror. I smiled at her and could tell she was enjoying the direction in which our conversation appeared to be heading.

"OK, you and Kelly have already described some of the things you've done as her sub. What do you think is the most outrageous?"

"Define outrageous, Kassie."

"Damn, will you ever stop being so precise?"

"I don't think so, Sis. I think that is one aspect of my personality that even Mistress Kelly won't be able to change."

"OK, I give in. I will rephrase. Other than things like being naked in public and not wearing underwear, tell me one thing you would never have done if your Mistress hadn't ordered you to do it"

"Well, the tattoos, but technically she didn't order me to get them. She was just a major influence in my decision to ask for them."

"Definitely other than the tattoos. I already know about them. You swore to me you'd never get a tattoo." Kelly was now grinning back at me.

"I guess it would be the motorcycle she made me buy." 

"What, my sister bought a fucking motorcycle. Your brother owns one. You refused every time he offered to take you for a ride. You're afraid of them." Kelly was laughing now.

"Come on, kitten. You have to tell me more."

"First of all, Kassie dear, your sister did not buy a fucking motorcycle..."

She cut me off, "But you just said she made you buy one."

"See, this is where specificity is required. Your sister didn't buy it. Mistress Kelly's slave bought it."

"Oh, big fucking difference. Have it your way. However, you want to define yourself my dear sister, you bought a motorcycle. Just tell me about it."

"One night, after I got home from work and Mistress Kelly locked my collar on, she informed me that she had signed me up to take a class that night. She wouldn't say what it was for, but when we got there, I discovered it was classroom training on motorcycle safety. I was wearing a T-shirt, no bra, stretch denim jeans, and my collar, locked on, of course. I was amazed that no one mentioned the collar or the lock. I didn't mind the class until I found out that I would actually be learning to ride a motorcycle on a closed course the next night. I didn't want to do it, but I was wearing her collar, so I didn't argue. Turned out I loved it. On the way home she stopped at a Harley Dealer. She knew the owner and he gave me a great deal and I fell in love with one particular bike. I signed the papers and rode it home. I'll give you a ride tomorrow if Mistress permits." 

"Holy shit. OK, you've convinced me that you will obey any order she gives you. And thanks, but I'll pass on the ride."

She kept quizzing me about things I've done as Kelly's sub the rest of the ride home.

Kelly parked in the driveway instead of in the garage. Kelly opened the trunk and Kassie started to lift her suitcase out. "Nothing doing, Kassandra. I now have a slave to do all that grunt work." Kassie just backed off and shook her head. We entered the house through the front door. Kelly removed my leash, coiled it, and placed it on the entryway table. "We will be in the den waiting for you, pet." Leave Kassandra's suitcase here. I immediately knew that Kelly intended for Kassie to see every aspect of how we lived as Mistress and submissive. I stripped, crawled into the den, and knelt, grasping my hands behind my back.

"Damn, I know you both told me that kitten remained naked while in the house, Kelly, but to see her do it in living color just blows my mind. And to see her so compliant... That I never would have suspected."

"She just needed someone to recognize and bring out her obsequious nature, Kassandra. I think you will be surprised how compliant she is while you are with us. She is also a quick learner.

"What kind of wine do you like, Kassandra?"

"A nice red would be great."

"kimmy, two glasses of Petite Sirah for us and tonight you may have a glass of the Ménage a Trois Moscato." Based on the look on Kassie's face, I don't think she missed the implication of the brand name. Kelly explained that I normally had to drink what everyone else wanted, but she was permitting me to drink my favorite white, since this was my special day.

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When I returned, I was ordered to the rest position. I was required to put my glass between my legs but was permitted to pick it up when I wanted to drink.

Kelly quizzed Kassie about her home life and job for the next fifteen minutes or so, then said, "pet, I forgot to tell you to bring your leash with you." No, she didn't. I knew Kelly doesn't forget important things like that. This was strictly for Kassie. Besides, Kelly had never used the leash while we were in the house. Kassie got a great view of my ass and pussy as I crawled back to the foyer. Maybe there was some humiliation and embarrassment in it for me, too. 

I had to decide how to carry the leash back. I could carry the collar in my mouth, but that wouldn't work with the leash. I decided it would be easiest if I dbangd it over my neck. As I approached the den, I could hear them talking about me.

"So, she was quite a brat when growing up?"

"Yes, I wished our parents had disciplined her more. Since she was the youngest, they actually coddled her. She could get away with almost anything. Keith and I always had to toe the line. There were many times I wanted to spank her ass myself." As I approached them, she said, "Damn, Kelly, I just love the way kimmy's breasts sway when she crawls like that."

"Kassandra, just for information, those mammary glands on my slave's chest are tits, not breasts. I own those tits. You and I have breasts. And while we are on terminology, please don't call her genitals a pussy. You and I have pussies between our legs. kimmy has a cunt. I also own that cunt.

"Thank you, Kelly, for explaining that." Kassie replied laughing, "I love the difference."

I knelt in front of Kelly, recoiled the leash, held it out toward her on my upturned hands. "Mistress, please attach your leash to your collar so you can continue to lead me in the ways of a slave."

Her wide smile pleased me. Even though my sister was present, I had said exactly what was expected. Her reply, however, was not what I expected. "My dear pet, I think Kassandra might like to continue to hold my leash while she is with us."

I turned to Kassandra. "Kassie, My Mistress would be pleased if you would kindly attach her leash to her collar and hold it while she continues her slave's training."

"Nothing would please me more, kitten. Thank you, Kelly."

"kimmy, since Kassandra will be with us until Monday evening, she needs to know some of the rules you are required to follow. Since you just egregiously violated one, let's review it. What are your rules for addressing me and other women? 

First, how are you to address me?"

"When we are alone, Mistress, Mistress, My Mistress, Mistress Kelly, or ma'am are all acceptable. When we are in public, with close friends or anyone who knows my status, I will address you as I do at home. If there is any doubt, ma'am is preferred. If we are with anyone who does not know our Mistress/slave relationship I may address you as Kelly if I perceive there could be a problem using one of the other names. I may use Mistress, or My Mistress if I feel it will be received in a proper manner. This is one of the few times when I am permitted to make a decision.

"And how are you to address other women."

"If I know the person to be a Mistress, I must always use Miss and her proper name; Miss Allyson, for example. When I know she is a slave, I must use her slave name otherwise ma'am. There will be occasions when you may give control to someone else who is not a mistress. Sam is a perfect example. I would then address her as Miss Samantha." I must address any other woman as ma'am."

"Is there ever a time when you do not have to follow these rules?"

"Yes, ma'am. When I am at work. You may temporarily suspend my slave status and rules by addressing me as Kimberly. The suspension is effective until you address me as kimmy again."

"Excellent, pet. You made a couple mistakes after your collaring while we were at Mistress Vicki's and in the car, but I let them slide because I knew you were as excited over your collaring as I was and am. However, now that we are home, I must enforce my rules again. What error did you just make?"

I thought for a moment then replied, "I'm sorry Mistress, but I'm not sure."

"Think hard, pet. Your ass depends on your answer."

I suddenly realized what I had done. "But she's my sister, Mistress," I said to plead my case.

I don't remember making that an exception to my rule."

"You did not, My Mistress." I tried to act contrite.

"Is she a woman, pet?"

"Yes, My Mistress, she is."

"Are you wearing my collar?"

"Yes, My Mistress, I am."

"Get your hairbrush, pet."

I opened the end table, retrieved the hairbrush Kelly now kept there, moved back in position and held out my hands with the hairbrush on top. "I accept any punishment you consider necessary, Mistress."

"Present it to Kassandra, little one. She is the person you addressed improperly."

"That's OK, Kelly, I don't mind. You said I could call her anything I want because she is my sister. Can't you do the same for her?"

"No Kassandra, I cannot make exceptions this early in kimmy's training. When she wears my collar, kimmy knows that she must, first and foremost obey my rules until an exception is made. The fact that you are now part of my family is what gives you that special privilege. Even if I make that exception right now, it would not apply retroactively.

"I think my slave's arms are getting tired, Kassandra. Please accept the punishment instrument she is offering you." I had been holding my arms straight out during their conversation and they were beginning to shake a little. I could tell she was still a little hesitant when she took it.

"kimmy, Kassandra told me you were often a brat when you were growing up."

"Yes, ma'am, looking back I will admit that I was."

"Kassandra told me there were many times she wanted to paddle your ass. Well, now she will get a chance since you did not address her properly. You know what to do."

I carried a chair from the dining room and placed it in front of the sofa facing Kelly, looked at Kassie and said, "Ma'am, it would be easier to punish me if you would please sit in this chair." 

Kassie started laughing and said, "Ok, kitten, this won't make up for all the times you were a brat, but I'll do it because your mistress wants me to." I'm not sure which one of us was more embarrassed when she looked down and saw my naked ass waiting for her to spank. 

"Five on each cheek should be sufficient, Kassandra. Remember, this is a punishment. I will be upset if I think you are holding back. I will then double her punishment and do it myself."

She definitely did not hold back. The impact of the first stroke was wicked. My ass felt like it had been scalded. I shrieked then uttered the obligatory, "One, thank you, ma'am."

"Oh, I am so going to enjoy this." Nine more brutal strokes followed. I didn't think she had it in her. 

"Stand and present, facing me, kimmy."

When I obeyed, Kelly said, "Kassandra, when a sub is physically punished like this, it is customary to kiss the injured area of the body. That shows the sub that the punishment was given out of love, not anger." 

"Where did that come from?" I thought. "She never said me anything like that before."

There was no hesitation on Kassie's part. She immediately dropped to her knees and planted not one, but six kisses on my ass; three on each cheek.

"Your ass sure is hot, kitten. Damn, I don't believe I just did that." She stood up. 

"You may give her a nice hug, too, Kassandra."

When she did hug me, she saw the tears in my eyes, and whispered, "I love you, kitten." She sat down beside Kelly again.

"Take the chair back to the dining room, pet."

When I returned Kelly ordered, "Stand, and present, kimmy."

"Do you think my pet has a beautiful body, Kassandra."

"I do, Kelly. My kitten has grown into a beautiful woman. I haven't seen her naked since she was fourteen."

"kimmy, I know you like Sandra's collaring gift, but you will only be wearing them on special occasions."

"I understand, Mistress."

"Kassandra, I know you were hesitant when I asked you to put the pendant on her clit. Would you less intimate removing the handcuffs from her nipples?"

Kassie was quiet while contemplating her reply. "Well, so far today I have fingered my sister's...oops, I'm sorry, Kelly...your slave's clit and spanked her ass, so I guess it's ok if I play with her nipples, or are they your nipples?

"Oh, it's normal for you to want to call them hers. I won't complain, but don't forget that I own them. kimmy, however must always refer to her body parts as mine."

I was ordered to 'stand and present.'

I was surprised that she actually pinched my nipples after she removed the barbells and handcuffs.

Kelly laughed and said, "Kassandra, I think you should kiss them to make them better." She did. 

Kelly handed the captive ball rings to Kassie. I like my slave's nipples to be decorated with these, more than bar bells, Kassandra. Please put these on. 

" You really do love this lifestyle, don't you, kitten," Kassie asked as she slipped the rings into place."

"Yes, ma'am, I do."

"Even though I told you, during our phone call that I thought you had a submissive side, I never would have guessed it ran this deep. I'm beginning to enjoy seeing you like this."

"That pleases me very much, ma'am.

"I recently read a quote online attributed to Roquer that sums up the way I feel right now: 'The power of submission lies not in the ability to kneel before another, to give over one's body or in the wearing of a collar. The power of submission can be found in the heart of one who gives her love to another freely knowing what joy and pain will come from it.'

"After watching you today, I think I understand, kitten. Thank you." Kassie sat back down on the sofa.

"The weather is beautiful outside. I think we should move to the patio. Kelly had recently replaced her patio furniture since I arrived. She had two single seat chairs, one four-seater and two ottoman footstools. All had thick, comfortable cushions on the seats and backs. I was not permitted to use these unless I was alone on the patio. When Kelly was there, my place was kneeling beside her. She had purchased a three by six rug to protect my legs from the hard tiles. Kelly and Kassie sat on the four-seater and I was instructed to move the rug so I could kneel in front of them. 

"Are you wet, pet?" Kelly asked.

"I think so, Mistress. No, I mean I am sure I am."

"There was some doubt in your answer. I need to know. You need to check." Kassie's eyes flew open when I pushed my index and middle fingers through my pussy then held them up to show Kelly the glistening digits nearly dripping with my juices. Kassie's eyes nearly bugged out when I stuck my fingers in my mouth and sucked my juices from them.

"Kassandra, have you ever had the privilege of tasting another woman's nectar."

Kassie had been hypnotized by my performance, but her head whipped sideways and looked at Kelly. "If you mean what I think you mean Kelly, absolutely not. I'm not a lesbian." The tone in her voice said she was a little piqued.

"I'm sorry, Kassandra. I didn't mean to offend you. I am just curious. Look, experimenting by smoking one or two joints does not make one a druggie. Neither does experimenting sexually with a woman make one a lesbian. 

"Seriously, though, have you ever thought about it?"

"I would think that most women have, in one way or another. So, yes, I have thought about it."

"Stand." Kelly's nod to me was almost imperceptible. It is amazing. In only three weeks I am able to discern her wants and needs. 

"OK," I thought, "this is going to be a prime example of 'In Bondage There Is Freedom.'" My Mistress wants me to do something I never would have dreamed of doing." 

I moved so that my legs were touching their chair and on the outside of Kassie's legs. Then I shifted so the insides of my legs were touching the outsides of hers. 

I stared directly at Kassie's face while I slipped my fingers between my legs again. She wasn't looking at my face, though. She was watching my hand. So, I didn't simply slide my fingers through my pussy this time. I plunged them deep into my hole; and I was close enough that she knew exactly what I had done. I was turned on enough, by performing this lewd act in front of my sister, that I moved my fingers in and out a couple times before removing them. When I pulled my hand away, I realized a small quantity of my juices had pooled in the cup formed by my hand. I held my wet fingers, palm up, in front of Kassie's lips. She kept staring at me but didn't open her mouth, so I brushed her bottom lip, spreading the moisture across it. 

"Oh, god," she exclaimed as she opened her mouth. I slipped my fingers in and she sucked on them like they were a Popsicle. Her eyes never left mine. 

When the suction of her mouth finally eased, I pulled my fingers out and showed her my wet palm and asked, "Would you like to finish, ma'am." She licked it clean.

"I don't believe I just did that! You are messing with my mind."

"Kassandra, I need to take care of a small problem. When kimmy moved in with me I discovered that I enjoyed it immensely when she suckled my breasts like a baby." I laughed to myself when Kassie's eyebrows moved up at this revelation. "Through some internet searches we discovered that I might be able to start lactating if she suckled on a regular basis. I'm glad to say it worked. Now one of kimmy's slave duties is to fulfill my motherly urges through breastfeeding. She has to do this at least twice a day. Right now, my breasts are full of milk, so it is time for her to attend to that duty. Would you prefer that we do it in private?"

"Absolutely not, Kelly. This is your home. If anything, I should be the one to leave if you want privacy. I would prefer to stay and watch if you don't mind."

"Actually, I would like you to stay here, too. You need to learn everything my pet has to do as my slave."

Kelly moved to the center. I needed no instructions. I sat on the seat she had vacated, unbuttoned her dress down to her waist, opened the front catch of her bra and pulled the one side open to expose her milk-filled breast. Kassie just stared, mouth open, as I stretched out beside Kelly and started sucking on her nipple. "That's my baby. Enjoy your meal."

Kassie turned sideways so she could get a better view. It wasn't long before I heard her say, "Kelly?"

"Yes, Kassandra?"

"Do you think kimmy would mind sharing."

"kimmy doesn't have any choice in the matter. I know I would love to have both of you suckling at the same time. There is one condition, though."

"And that is?"

"You'll have to join her each time she has to breastfeed until you leave on Monday."

"I think I can handle that."

I felt Kassie's head touch mine as she started drinking Kelly's milk."

When we finished, I was ordered to kneel and rest. 

"Did you enjoy that as much as my slut does, Kassandra? "

"I don't know about her, but I definitely did. Why did you call her a slut? That's a derogatory word."

"No, Kassandra. I call her that, and sometimes a bitch, and even a cunt, but only in very private settings and among friends. kimmy knows I am using that in a loving manner. Tell Kassandra how you feel when I use those words, little one."

"It's true, ma'am. Under normal circumstances, those words are extremely disparaging and even vulgar when referring to a woman. But, somehow, I can't explain it, her love and ownership are reinforced when she addresses me that way. I am Mistresses' slut or bitch, or cunt, and no one else's. In fact, if anyone else addresses me that way, there will be hell to pay.

"You two are simply amazing."

"pet, take Kassandra's suitcase to the guest room then go to our room and put on your Hanes briefs before you return. I think my cunt has been on display long enough.

Kelly had turned on her CD player and soft music was playing over the patio speakers. I recognized the music of Andrew Lloyd Webber.

The surprised look on Kassie's face when she saw what I was wearing was priceless. "Wow, Kelly, when you said Hanes briefs, I didn't realize you meant man's style. kitten looks sexier wearing them than she did when she was naked.

"Tell Kassandra what happened when you purchased them, little one."

"Looking back, it is rather funny. Mistress didn't approve of the clothes I owned when I submitted, so we were at a department store buying some she felt were worthy of her slut. She told me to buy a pair of men's briefs. I asked a female salesclerk for assistance since I didn't know anything about men's sizes. She said they carried a woman's style, that looked the same, but without the fly. I'm not sure what came over me, but I informed her that my Mistress told me to buy the men's style for myself and would be upset if I bought anything else. You should have seen the look on her face." Kassie was laughing her head off.

At Kelly's direction, I got a second glass of wine for each of us and returned to the kneel and rest position. More general conversation followed. When our glasses were finally empty, I took them back to the kitchen. When I returned a few minutes later, Kelly dropped another bomb. "kimmy, I want you to remove Kassandra's panties."

I was surprised that Kassie remained quiet and sedate as I knelt and moved closer to her and grasped the hem of her skirt so I could push it up. "No, kimmy. Do not move Kassandra's skirt any higher than it is." 

I looked up at my sister. Her face appeared devoid of any emotion, except her eyes appeared to be drilling holes into mine. I couldn't decide if she wanted this or not. Was she wondering if I would remove her, my sister's, panties? It didn't matter who was sitting in front of me. My mistress gave me an order. I had to obey my Mistress. 

I returned Kassie's stare and purposefully insured my hands had full contact on bare flesh as I slowly slid them up the outside of her legs. I thought I saw the corners of her lips twitch and turn upwards for a split second. When my fingers finally grazed the fabric of her panties and moved up to the waistband, I felt a slight shudder. "Yes, my dear sister, I am going to remove your panties, as ordered," I thought.

Again, without moving my eyes from hers, I said, "Ma'am, it would be a great help if you would raise your hips slightly." She immediately complied. I grasped the waistband and reversed the course of my hands, pulling the garment slowly down her legs. I could feel more juices forming between my own legs. 

I pulled the white bikini panties down and Kassie raised her feet so I could pull them over her shoes. I was doing this by feel because I refused to be the one to break the staring contest. I brought the panties up to my nose, sniffed her fragrance and said, "You smell heavenly, ma'am." My comment brought a deep moan from Kassie's throat and her eyes finally closed.

"Is she wet, little one?" Kelly asked. 

"Her panties are, Mistress."

"That would be considered secondary evidence in any court, Kimmy. I don't see any difference than when you said, 'I think I am.'"

"I understand, Mistress. I had better check to be sure."

Kassie's eyes remained closed. A barely audible that came from deep in Kassie's throat was repeated when my hand touched the inside of her knee. She had closed her legs when I removed her panties, but spread them slightly, to signify that I had her permission. She continued to spread them more as I got closer. A louder moan escaped her lips when my fingers touched then slipped between her folds. I did not attempt to penetrate her. 

I pulled my hand back, raised it and said, "Mistress, I can confirm, beyond any doubt, that she is wet."

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"Would you like to taste her, pet."

"Yes, Mistress, I would."

"You have my permission." 

Kassie's eyes flew open. I am sure she thought Kelly was giving me permission to go down on her. I could see her relax somewhat when she saw I was putting my fingers into my mouth. Her mouth opened ever so slightly, and the tip of her tongue slowly wet her lips.

"Kassandra, have you ever tasted yourself?"

It was as if she were in a partial trance. She simply shook her head back and forth."

"A pity," was all that Kelly said, before looking at me and saying, "kimmy." I recognized every single word of that order. Once again, I slipped my fingers through her folds and gathered more of her female juices. This time, after withdrawing my hand, I touched Kassie's lips with my wet fingers. She quickly sucked them into her mouth. When she finished, she simply said, "Thank you." 

I don't think I will ever understand how Kelly is able to quench the flames of a sexually charged fire and move it to a new direction. This time she did it by faking a yawn. "kimmy, it's getting late and Kassandra is still on an earlier time zone. I think we should all go to bed."

"Kitten told me that you have a playroom, Kelly. May I see it first?" Kassie asked.

"Not tonight, Kassandra. It will take too long. We have had a busy day. We'll talk about this in the morning."

"Can't you please give me a quick a peek".

"I'm afraid not. You see, I can't simply show you our playroom. You will get to see it only if you are willing to experience it."

"Oh!"

We took Kassie to the guest bedroom then went to ours. 

I undressed Kelly, but when I slipped my fingers into the waistband of the Hanes briefs, she said, "No little one, I think we might be getting a visitor later. So, we went to the bathroom to finish our evening routine. Back in the bedroom Kelly locked the chain to my collar. "Pet, I know you are aching for some relief, but you won't get any tonight. I want you primed for tomorrow. However, I am ready for you to perform one of your slave duties." She moved up and sat on my face. I wrapped my arms around the backs of her legs and started licking her pussy.

I didn't hear the light taping on the bedroom door, because Kelly's legs were against my ears, but I did hear her say, "The doors open, Kassandra."

The next thing I heard was Kassie's voice, "Oh, shit, I'm so sorry. I didn't realize you'd be..."

"Relax, Kassandra, I was the one who said to come to our room if you needed anything. Please come over here so we can talk."

"But..."

"It's OK, I'm just putting kimmy 's tongue to its best use. Come, sit on the bed." 

I, of course, had no idea what was going on and stopped licking Kelly so I could listen. Kelly grabbed my hair and pulled my face back into her crotch. "Did I tell you to stop, slut."

"Um, no, Mistress," I muttered. My reply was probably intelligible since Kelly was still holding my hair and pulling my face into her pussy. I am sure she knew what I said.

I could feel the bed move which told me that Kassie was accepting Kelly's invitation. Even though Kelly held my face plastered to her, she relaxed the pressure of her legs so I could clearly listen to their conversation. 

"I don't believe I'm really doing this Kelly."

"Doing what Kassandra."

"You know very well; sitting on your bed watching my sister eat you out."

"Your sister's not eating me out, Kassandra. She's my slave kimmy."

"Whatever! You were right, you know. That's why I'm here."

"Right about what?"

"Today's events turned me on more than I realized. I was already turned on by everything that happened at the Collaring Ceremony. Add to that to everything that happened in the den and on the patio tonight: seeing kitten naked and being so obsequious, and then having you make her remove my panties. As soon as I got into bed, I slipped my hand into my pajamas and started fingering myself I remembered your warning."

"It wasn't a warning, Kassandra."

"But you said you would be extremely unhappy if I did anything by myself. I didn't want you to be upset with me."

"Upset isn't quite the right work, Kassandra. I was just stating my feelings. I was sure you would try to get yourself off when you went to bed. I just didn't think you should be in your room, all alone, masturbating, when you could be doing it here with us or we could be helping you. After all you are our guest. If you still want to do it alone, I will be very disappointed, of course, but the choice is yours. Would you like our help?" She was starting to move her hips more. I knew she was getting close. So, I started flicking her clit with my tongue. 

A long silence followed. Kassie's reply was either non-verbal or very soft, but I assume she gave some positive indication because Kelly said, "Excellent. There is a key on the corner of the dresser over there. Please get it for me." She was starting to grind her pussy over my face and her voice was quivering. From experience I knew it was time. I sucked her clit into my mouth and continued to move my tongue over it."

"Oh, god, yes, kimmy, I'm cumming, Kelly shouted. She wasn't a screamer, but her voice was loud and husky. She leaned forward and grasped the head of the bed as her body shook from the climax. I knew Kassie was getting an eyeful. I wondered if she had ever seen another woman climax.

Somehow Kassie had not noticed my chain. But when Kelly moved back onto my chest and slipped the key into the lock connecting it to my collar, Kassie exclaimed, "You chain her to your bed?"

"All night, every night," Kelly replied.

"That's totally insane. Why?"

I turned my head sideways, knowing my face was covered with Kelly's juices. "Don't worry, ma'am. I don't mind. It's really symbolic. Mistress Kelly locked it on my collar when I first submitted, and I loved it. One night she didn't, and I asked her to lock it on. She had done it every night since then. Sometimes she will put an ankle cuff on me and chain it to the foot of the bed. It makes me feel more owned and loved, if that is possible."

"I'll say it again. You two are amazing. I never would have believed it."

"kimmy, get off the bed and kneel in front of Kassandra." 

"Do you want to remove your pajama bottoms yourself, Kassandra, or do you want my slut to do it?"

"Oh, you know the saying, 'In for a penny, in for a pound.' Since you both have so succinctly stated tonight, that kitten is your slave and not my sister, I think she should remove them."

"kimmy, you heard Kassandra." I looked up and saw Kassie was smiling. Without hesitating, I grasped the waistband of her pajama bottoms and started pulling them down, pleased that she wasn't wearing panties. She lifted her feet, one at a time, so I could completely remove the garment, baring her from the waist down. I had seen Kassie naked when I lived at home while she exited from a shower or changed clothes, but this was different. That was nonsexual. This was pure sex. I was inches from her full, dark bush, staring right at it, and knowing what Mistress Kelly's next order would be. Well, I was wrong.

"Service position, kimmy." This is the first time Kelly has ordered me into that position since she taught it to me. I immediately returned to the kneel position with my hands behind my back. I leaned back placed my hands on the floor just outside my ankles and looked directly up at the ceiling. 

I was wondering how my face looked, still glistening with Kelly's juices when she said, "My slut's mouth and tongue are now available to pleasure you, Kassandra."

"May I kiss her first, Kelly?"

"She is yours to use as you wish, Kassandra. Thank you for asking."

Kassie took Kelly up on her offer. She leaned over, put her right hand under my head, leaned down and kissed me long and hard. She then grasped my breast in her left hand and squeezed. I moaned when she pushed her tongue through my lips and, simultaneously pulled on a nipple ring stretching the attached nipple to its maximum. 

"Oh, kitten, I've wanted to touch you like this ever since Sam dropped your gown during your collaring. Yes, I will agree that you are the slave, slut, bitch and cunt of your Mistress. But before that you were my sister and you still are my sister, and I am so going to enjoy feeling your tongue making love to my pussy." I thrust my tongue into her wet folds as soon as she positioned herself over my upturned face. It felt a little strange doing this because I was looking straight up at her. She was still wearing her pajama tops. I loved the smile she was giving me, though. She was looking down at me with nothing but pure lust in her eyes. 

With my head tilted back the way it was, I had trouble moving to eat her out the way I wanted. Kassie solved that problem for me by moving her cunt back and forth over my face. When she stopped with her vagina positioned over my mouth. I started fucking her with my tongue and drinking in her juices. It wasn't long before she moved backwards so I was able to lick her clit. She bent her legs a little which pushed her pussy tighter against my face. I was already bent backwards quite a bit. If I hadn't been balancing myself with my hands on the floor, I probably would have fallen backwards. I was still concerned that I might but didn't let that stop me from attacking her clit with my tongue. 

I think she realized the situation she was putting me in because she put both of her hands behind my head and pulled up. I sucked her clit into my mouth and, like I did with Kelly, started flicked it with my tongue. Holy shit, Sis, that's fantastic! Don't stop, I'm going to cum! I'm not sure, but I think the fact that she called me 'Sis' caused me to flick my tongue even harder until she violently climaxed. Her body shook violently, and she squeezed my head between her legs. I was definitely glad she had the ability to remain upright. Otherwise it could have spelled disaster on my body. Once she came down a little, she backed up, leaned over, kissed my cum-covered lips and thrust her tongue into my mouth. She then surprised me by licking some of her fluids off of my face. 

Kelly interrupted our reverie saying, "Well Kassandra, did you enjoy my slut's tongue?"

"Oh, Kelly, that was the best fucking climax I have ever had. Thank you." Then she looked at me and said, "And thank you, too, kitten."

"The pleasure was all mine, ma'am.

"But you'll have to shave that bush if you want me to do that again," I said as I pulled a hair from my mouth." All three of us laughed at my comment.

"kimmy, I'd like to talk to Kassandra for a moment. Please draw a bath for her. Use the lavender bubble bath. As I walked into the bathroom, Kassie said," Your ass really looks good in men's underwear, kitten. You should wear them all the time."

I took a quick shower then filled the tub. Well 'fill' is a misnomer. I wanted the water level to barely cover her legs when she sat in the tub. 

Just as I turned the water off, Kassie walked into the bathroom. "Your mistress said that her slave gives the best baths in town and I am to partake of her services. But first, I want you to shave me."

"Yes, ma'am. I would be pleased to do that, but I will have to ask my Mistress for permission."

"No need for that, kitten. We discussed it and she already said you could."

"How are you going to explain it to Brad."

"I won't have to kitten. I have a confession to make. We've been separated for 4 months and have filed for a no contest divorce. I found out the SOB was fucking his secretary. When I confronted him, he said that he really didn't love me anymore. Most men aren't shitheads, but somehow, we both found one. I told Kelly about our separation when you took my suitcase to the bedroom. I apologize for not telling you sooner. I think I was just too embarrassed."

"I'm sorry to hear that. I thought he was a great guy. 

"Why are you still wearing your ring?"

"I just thought I should since the divorce isn't final yet. Also, it helps to ward off other men."

What about the kids?"

"Well, right now they are with our brother. Brad's going to give me the house as part of the settlement because of them, so they will be with me during college and with him on weekends since he will live close because of his job. They will probably stay with one of us for half the Summer vacation and then we'll switch. It's the best of the worst, but I don't mind too much. I'll miss them, but I know he also loves them.

So, I told her to sit on the bathroom vanity and spread her legs. Using scissors, we kept in a drawer, I started clipping her long hairs. Remembering when Kelly first shaved me, I laughed when she asked if she could keep some for a souvenir. Fifteen minutes later, she was as bald as the day she was born. I wiped the excess shaving cream off with a warm washcloth even though she would be getting into the tub. Thinking I was finished, she pulled her legs together. 

"Excuse me, ma'am but I'm not done yet."

"What else is there to do? You're obviously finished shaving me."

"Kelly would punish me if she knew I didn't check for stray hairs. I have to do that every time I shave her." I leaned down and started running my tongue over her flesh."

"Oh, god," she exclaimed.

Finished inspecting I stood up. "I didn't find any, ma'am. It's time for your bath."

"You got me all hot and bothered and you aren't going to finish."

"I did finish." I grinned, then added. "Oh, you mean make you cum. Mistress didn't give me permission to do that. I'll ask her when we go back in the bedroom."

Laughing to myself, I helped her down from the vanity, slowly unbuttoned her pajama tops and slipped them off her shoulders. I held her hand while she stepped into the tub and slowly slid into the water. 

"Now remember, ma'am, I am to give you a bath, so you are not to do anything. I promise that I will take good care of you."

"kitten, will you please quit saying ma'am. I'm your sister. Call me Kassie."

"Oh no, ma'am. I couldn't possibly do that. I'm here to serve you. If my Mistress heard me address you by anything other than ma'am, she would cane my ass."

"You really are a Bitch!"

"Yes, ma'am. Thank you." But I'm Mistresses bitch. 

"Speaking of asses, ma'am, you commented on it when I walked in here. Do you like my ass?"

"God yes, kitten. You know we never hid our bodies from one another while at home. I've thought you've had a beautiful ass ever since you reached puberty. I often wondered what it would be like to be with you if you weren't my sister but never thought about doing anything about it since you were my sister. I never had feelings about another woman that way.

When Sam dropped your dress this afternoon, I thought you were the most beautiful women I've ever seen. Now, before you let that go to your head, I have to admit that I haven't seen many adult women in the buff. I knew I shouldn't have been checking out my own sister in that way. Then what we just did in your bedroom. Well, that's another thing one shouldn't be doing with one's sister. I have to admit, though. I liked it. 

"I did, too, ma'am." I reached over and tweaked her nipple.

"Brat!" she exclaimed. 

First, I scrubbed her body with an exfoliating net pouf. Using a 2 in 1 hair and body wash with a lavender fragrance, I then washed her hair, rinsing with the hand-held shower wand. Next, I poured more of the wash on my palms and washed her body once again. This final step was not really necessary, but the skin to skin contact provided the carnal pleasure one should receive from this type of bath, especially when I washed her pussy and ass. 

I had her stand in the tub and gave her a full rinse with the shower wand. Finally, Kassie stepped out of the tub and I dried her carefully from head to toe, with a large bath towel. When I dropped the towel, Kassie turned and kissed me deeply. OK, it was a toe-curling kiss. "Damn, kitten, that was the best bath I've ever had. Too bad we didn't know about your sexual proclivities when you lived at home." 

We emerged from the bathroom and I immediately noticed Kelly wasn't there. "Do you have any idea where Mistress Kelly went?" I asked.

"When she sent me in for my bath, she said to tell you she would probably not be here when we finished and that there would be an envelope on the dresser for you."

The wording Kassie used had me very concerned. I picked up the envelope. A key was under it. One word was written on the envelope: "kimmy." Inside was a note handwritten on Kelly's personal stationery. When I read it, my frown changed to a smile.

Kimberly,

I will be sleeping in the guest room tonight and Kassandra will be sleeping in our bed with you. Well, hopefully, you won't be doing a lot of sleeping. When you finish reading this note ask her to remove your Hanes briefs. If she does, give her the key and this note. After she finishes reading, she can choose to remove the lock and my collar, or she can choose not to remove the lock. If she does remove your collar, consider your slave rules suspended, freeing you to show your sister all the wonderful ways I have taught you about making love to a woman. Please be careful with her, my Darling. You will be her first.

In the morning I will be in the kitchen waiting for you. If Kassandra removed my collar, and I hope she will, I expect you to be naked, to kneel at my feet and to ask properly for my collar. It would be nice if Kassandra would be there to watch you. If Kassandra doesn't remove your collar, I will still be waiting for you in the morning, but let's not go there. 

Your loving Mistress,

Kelly

When Kassie finished reading the note, I looked at her and said, "Well, do I continue to address you as ma'am, or do I call you Sis so we can make mad passionate love?"

She took the key out of my hand and exclaimed, "I guess my sister and I will be committing incest and making mad passionate love tonight."

I quickly jumped onto the bed before she changed her mind. The lock and collar was removed and we did make mad, passionate love until we were both physically and sexually exhausted. Just before we fell asleep with my sister's arm around me, my head on her shoulder and my hand holding her breast, Kassie said, "Thank you for everything, kitten. That was amazing. I think you made me the happiest woman in the world tonight." 

"Isn't that what sisters are for?" She hugged me a little tighter, turned her head, kissed me on the cheek and replied, "Absolutely. Good night, lover."

"Good night, lover." I gave her breast a little squeeze.

And that is how the first day of my new life ended.

I hope you enjoyed my story.

kimmy (aka Kimberly Brooke) 

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POSTSCRIPT

Rewriting this story has been extremely enjoyable and an adventure for me. It is also a labor of love. I could probably keep writing forever, because kimmy and Kelly will continue to experience new and wonderful things in their lives together as Mistress and slave. At this point in time, my word processor exceeds 300 pages of text; enough for a novel. 

Many changes have been made in this rewrite. For example, the original version did not include Kassandra. Kim only told Kelly, in an early chapter, that she had a brother and a sister. Everything relating to Kassandra in the latter chapters has been added with this revision.

For years I have had an outline of another long story involving a FemDom and a male sub. I would like to complete and publish this story. Please comment if you might like this genre.

I have also outlined a shorter lesbian story that I would might publish before continuing "Kim."

Kim's Collaring Ceremony was developed after searching the web for examples of similar ceremonies. Some wording came from a few that were not copyrighted and paraphrased from others. The portion of the ceremony about birth and freedom (from the removal of Kim's dress to the beginning of her "affirmation') is original. I cannot reveal if this ceremony was performed in real life.

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What a fantastic way to wake up. Kelly was sucking on my nipple. She didn't do this very often and I was utterly enjoying the sensation. As soon as she knew I was awake, she would stop. I tried to remain motionless so she would think I was still sleeping. I am not sure how long she had been sucking on my hard bud, but she soon switched to the other one. Instead of sucking on it, however, she took it between her teeth and bit down on it. This brought a mild shriek from my throat and caused me to open my eyes.

"Good morning, Sis. I wouldn't have done that except I sensed you were awake and taking advantage of my mouth."

"What? How?" I started to exclaim, before realizing that it was my sister, Kassie, in bed with me and not Mistress Kelly. 

"Was not!"

"Were too. I could tell how your breathing changed.

"Just wanted to enjoy the feeling, Sis. Truthfully, though, I thought you were Mistress Kelly. The only way that would have been better is if you were licking my pussy." 

"Do your sister a nice favor and it's never enough," Kassie laughed. I put my arms around her and pulled her down. She stretched the full length of her body against mine and laid her head on my shoulder. "I can understand why you thought I was your mistress. You don't wake up with your sister in your bed very often. I don't mind. I'm just pleased that I am here with you." 

"Thank you, Sis. It was a great way to wake up. What time is it?"

"A little before 6."

"So early! How long have you been awake?"

"For about half an hour. When I opened my eyes, I looked over and watched you lying there naked. The sheet was down to your waist. You are so beautiful. I waited as long as I could before needing to devour your nipples. She then grasped the nipple she just bit and started rolling it between her fingers. 

"Ummm, that feels so good." I turned my head slightly and kissed her cheek. Thank you for being here with me, and especially for everything you did last night. I love you, Kassie."

"Oh, kitten, I know it is an overused comment, but the pleasure was all mine. Never would I have thought that I would, one day, be waking up naked, next to my naked sister, after a wonderful night of making love. When I did wake up this morning, I almost thought I was dreaming until I turned my head and saw you here beside me. I can now admit that I have had sexual feelings for you ever since you developed into a woman."

"You have?"

"Absolutely, why do you think I wanted you to shower with me all the time. Every time I tried to turn my desires into action, I just couldn't because you were my sister."

"I'm sorry, Kassie. I wish I had known. Maybe I could have encouraged you a little. I can't say exactly when, but I know I started to have feelings about you, too. I will admit, that I really did enjoy those times when we bathed one another during our showers. I didn't even realize that I had lesbian feelings. We all thought being lesbian was wrong. That may have also held me back."

"Damn!"

"Yea, damn!"

"Your mistress must have realized we needed to fulfill our desires."

"She definitely has a way of seeing inside one's soul. Look how she brought out my lesbian side."

"I guess we are going to have to thank her for encouraging us to spend the night together. She definitely didn't have to do that. You belong to her, after all."

"I'm sure she will find a way to thank her, Kassie."

"Kitten?"

"Yes, Sister."

"Do you think your mistress will be upset if we make love again?"

"Mistress Kelly suspended my rules until she locks her collar on again, Kassie. I am free to do anything I want until then."

Kassie sat up, leaned over and started to kiss me. It wasn't a chaste, sisterly, kiss, of course. Within seconds, I was parting my lips to accept her tongue into my mouth. I moaned loudly, not because of the invasion of her tongue, but because her fingers tightened around my nipple. 

Kassie moaned when I broke contact with her lips and started sucking her tongue into my mouth. I felt as though I was fucking her tongue with my mouth and she sensed this too. I did it in a way similar to what Kelly had used when I balked as she first tried to French kiss me. With our lips touching, I closed my lips tight over her tongue then slowly pulled back while sucking on it until only the tip remained in my mouth, then repeated the process. While her tongue was fully in my mouth, mine would dance with it. At the same time my eyes smiled at hers, and hers smiled back. I also saw lust in her eyes. After I caressed her tongue about six times like this, Kassie pulled back. "Holy shit, girl. Where did you learn to do that?" Then she stopped for a second and said, "Oh, your mistress." I smiled and nodded. I thought she was going to let me continue when she suddenly moved up to sit on my face. "While I really enjoyed that, I know a better use for your mouth and tongue. Get to work, kitten."

Who would have guessed that in just over three weeks my favorite sport would change from softball to muff diving? I wonder if you can still call it muff diving when the muff has been shaved off. Who cares? I love eating pussy. When you think about it, if someone actually sits on your face it is extremely difficult to move your head enough to properly satisfy them orally. Thankfully, Kassie was knowledgeable enough to lift her hips slightly so I could move my head a little. My sister's secretions were already substantial, so I attacked her folds. lapping up all the sweet juices that I could, savoring every drop. 

"Kitten, you definitely know how to make a woman happy. I've been ready since I woke up. It's time to make your sister cum." Her reminder that I was performing a forbidden act on my own sibling increased my own desire tenfold. I moved my mouth to her clit and sucked it into my mouth. She climaxed hard, squeezing my head between her leg. 

"Care to reciprocate, Kassie?"

"Huh?"

"You woke me up sucking and biting my nipples then suggested we make love. I considered that to be a two-way street, yet you are the only one who got to climax."

"Oh, I see your point. Want to 69?"

"So, you get to cum twice and I get one."

"Uh huh." She had that devilish look in her eyes that I loved so much. 

"Any other options you might be able to think of, Sister dear?"

"Nope."

"OK, I like that number and that's better than masturbating, something I'm not permitted to do anyhow, even if my rules are suspended," I giggled.

Kassie turned and stretched out on top of me. The feel of her hard nipples rubbing my stomach just before she dipped her head between my outstretched legs, was, surprising sensual. "I know I've said this before, but I absolutely love your pendant. It might just be the sexiest thing I've ever seen." She didn't waste any time attacking my clit by flicking her tongue back and forth over it and the D-ring. My loud moan encouraged her. The attention she was giving my sensitive bud seemed to increase to the extent I almost forgot that I was not keeping up my part of the meaning of 69. Her hips were a few inches above my face, so I had to put my arms around her body and lift my head slightly to return her favors. 

Just before I raised my head to pay homage to my sister's pussy, my eyes focused on another target, and I knew what I had to do. In one slow, continuous stroke, I let my tongue caress her wet folds, front to back, or, in this case, bottom to top, crossing her premium, until the tip barely grazed its final goal. This caused my sister to gasp lightly, encouraging my desire.

I pulled my tongue back into my mouth to savor her sexual honey, but, more importantly, to wet it with lots of saliva. This time I applied a little pressure as I licked across her anal flower. 

Kassie raised her head slightly and long enough to cry out, "Oh, my god, kitten, I can't believe you are licking your sister's ass. That's sexy as hell and I like it." I pushed my oral muscle through her anal muscle and started fucking her. After a slight pause, she added, "Nobody's ever done that to me before. Please don't stop." I had to, though. I was close to a climax when she bit down on my clit sending me over the top. 

By the time I recovered, she had turned around and was thrusting her tongue into my mouth. When we finally broke contact, Kassie looked into my eyes and said, "What I really want to do is fuck you, Sis. You must have a strap-on somewhere in this room."

I quickly rolled out of bed. As I walked towards the dresser where we kept our toys, Kassie said, "You also have a beautiful ass, kitten. That is the first thing I noticed yesterday, of course, when Sam dropped your dress. It has been so long since I have seen you naked, I guess forgot how much I lusted for you."

I surprised her when I started to put the strap-on harness on myself. This particular harness had a triangular front with a ring through which various size dildos could be inserted. It then snapped to the main harness so changes in sizes could be made without removing the harness. I slipped one of our larger dildos into the harness. "What do you think you are doing, kitten. I said I wanted to fuck you."

"I am going to fuck you first."

"I don't think so, little sister."

"Date of birth has nothing to do with this, big sister. My house, my rules."

"I didn't think you were permitted to make the rules."

"I just did," I replied as I climbed on the bed. 

"Ok, as long as you promise I get to fuck you, too."

"Done! Now spread those legs, Kassie."

"Ah, I think that one is a little large, kitten."

"It's only two and a half inches thick, love."

"But that's nearly eight inches in diameter. And how damn long is it."

"Nine inches."

"Oh, shit!"

"You worry too much, Kassie. If I can take it, I know you can. Just lie back and enjoy."

She pulled her knees up and spread them. "Oh, shit! The things I do for my little sister." 

"Your pussy looks so much more beautiful and sexier since we shaved it Kassie. I don't know why we have to have so much hair down there."

"I agree and thank you for doing it for me."

I moved between her legs, positioned my fake cock at the entrance to her vagina and leaned over to suck on her nipple. I raised my head. My sister's eyes had a feral look to them which turned me on even more, if that were possible. I pressed the dildo against her vagina and said, "Take cover, Sister. Incoming missile."

Kassie started laughing. "How the hell can you be so damn funny when you are about to fuck me?"

"You seemed to be a little strained, Sis. Thought I'd try to take the edge off things."

She wrapped her arms around me, pulled my face down to hers and gave me a toe-curling, non-sisterly kiss and said, "The only reason you think that is because I want that damn thing inside me, and you keep wasting time. Please, fuck me and do it now!" I slowly pushed the dildo through her slit and into her vagina and watched her eyeballs roll to the top of her head just before her eyelids closed. Her back arched and a savage growl came from her throat. "Oh, god! So big! So fucking good! Don't stop, kitten! Please don't stop!" That was enough encouragement to make me push the rest of the nine inches all the way in. I know it was wrong, but at that very moment, there was not another person in the world except my sister. I would eventually confess and apologize to Mistress Kelly for my lapse.

I had braced myself by putting my hands on the bed beside Kassie. Once I developed a steady, slow rhythm, I moved them to her chest and started squeezing her breasts. Kassie's eyes remained closed while she placed her hands on top of mine and simply said, "Sweet!" I moved my hands to the bed again and leaned down to suck on her nipples. Meanwhile, I kept fucking her slowly. After a minute or so, I stretched out on top of her, breasts pressing on breasts, so I could kiss her on the lips. I thrust my tongue into her mouth and started to move it in and out, matching the in and out action of the dildo. I increased the pace of both until Kassie finally climaxed. 

Kassie put her arms around my shoulders and hugged me while I rested my head on her shoulder, pecking her neck with small kisses before finally rolling off her onto the bed. "Thank you, Sis, that was absolutely amazing. Too bad we waited this long to find out what it was like." After remaining quiet for a long time, she added, "Thinking about you licking my ass has given me a new idea, Sis. I want to fuck your ass, and I think you should agree since you just usurped my older sister's rights to fuck you first. I hope you have a smaller dildo that will fit, though."

"There's no worry about this baby fitting," I said as I gripped the dildo, "but you can't fuck me there even if I would want you to, Kassie. Mistress Kelly declared that no one gets my ass except her. Her property, her rules. That's one rule I know that wasn't suspended last night, even though she didn't specifically say so. 

Kassie hopped off the bed. "Do you have a robe, kitten?"

"Don't need one since I am required to be naked when in the house. Another inviolable rule."

"Oh, I forgot about that. Does your mistress have one?"

"On the back of the bathroom door. But, Sis, I don't want you to be pissed at me. Please come back. You can even fuck me doggie style if you want."

"I'm not pissed, kitten. Don't worry. Just relax. I'll be back in a couple minutes to gladly take you up on that offer. Promise."

I knew that she was going to find Kelly but didn't think it would do any good.

I was deep in thought about the taboo, and essentially forbidden, act of making love with one's sister and how wonderful it had been. when she entered the bedroom and startled me. "OK, kitten, I have permission to fuck your ass, but not right now. Your mistress said I had to earn the privilege."

"I don't understand."

"To quote her, when I asked for permission, she said, 'Kassandra, fucking the ass of one's sister is not a familial birthright. And, as you well know, I now own that ass. I told kimmy that no one gets to fuck it but yours truly. At that time, I didn't know you would be part of the picture. I may reconsider and let you do it once you earn the privilege.' I asked her how I would do that. She only said, 'You'll see." Then she kissed me."

"She kissed you."

"Yes, don't go there. We don't have time. "She was preparing breakfast and said that she would like us to be in the kitchen by eight." Kassie was strapping the dildo on while she was talking. "On your knees, kitten. It's time to ravish you. I've let sibling taboos hold me back for too many years. Last night opened the floodgates. This one is going to be fast and hard since we still need to shower once I'm finished with you." Kassie positioned the fake cock at the entrance to my vagina, grasped my hips, rammed it home and hit bottom in one fell swoop. I gasped because of the surprise but loved it at the same time. 

True to her word, she didn't let up, thrusting the full-length of the dildo into me with a maniacal enthusiasm until I climaxed so violently that I couldn't remain on my knees and collapsed onto the bed. Kassie fell on top of me, kissing and licking the sensitive juncture of my neck and shoulder over and over. I loved the feeling Kassie created by raising my hips, slowly, to move the dildo a few inches in and out of my hole while I recovered. "That was fun, kitten, but I also want to fuck you with some love behind it, so I hope your mistress will permit me to fuck you again, but with more time." 

Our shower was fast and furious. We quickly washed one another down with bare hands and liquid body soap. It was so much fun wiping our slippery hands over naked skin, we were both turned on again by the time we finished. I wanted to dry Kassie off and visa versa, but we knew that would take too much time and might lead to more.

It was ten minutes before eight when we finished in the bathroom. Kassie said, "I just have enough time to get some clothes on."

"Ah, Kassie, I think Mistress Kelly will be pleased if you remain naked."

"You're kidding. I can't do that. Too early in the morning. Besides, she hasn't really seen me naked yet. I still had my pajama top on when I left her in the bedroom last night."

"Please, Sis, do it for me." I gave her my best 'baby sister' look and she relented.

We were holding hands as we walked into the kitchen together. I was surprised that Kelly was wearing pajamas with long pants. "I'm glad my pet and her sister decided to dress alike for breakfast."

"My baby sister just flashed her puppy dog eyes and fluttered her eyelashes at me and asked me not to dress after my bath, Kelly. I've never been able to resist that. I hope you don't mind." We all chuckled.

"Not at all, Kassandra. In fact, I rather like the view." 

"Kassie, last night and the morning you kept referring to Mistress Kelly as 'my mistress.' You just addressed her as Kelly. Why do you keep switching?"

I noticed Kassie glance at Kelly, who nodded her consent to explain. "Last night I asked your mistress if I should, under the circumstances, address her as Mistress Kelly. She said that she was not my mistress, and preferred that I address her as Kelly when talking to her, but when talking to you, I should refer to her as your mistress to reinforce your slave status."

"Now that that is settled, have a seat, Kassandra." By pointing she indicated the specific seat on which Kassie was to sit. "kimmy and I have a formality to complete."

I knelt before her, held the collar and lock on top of my outstretched hands, and said, "Mistress Kelly, please grant me the honor of wearing your collar."

"You know, kitten, when you and I talked on the phone about your relationship with your mistress, even though you explained it, I just couldn't quite picture you naked except for a collar locked around your neck. Damn, I have to admit, you look beautiful that way," Kassie commented after Kelly buckled the collar around my neck and clicked the padlock in place. 

"Thank for the compliment, ma'am."

"Oh, shit, I almost forgot about that rule. I'm even beginning to enjoy the fact that you have to address me that way. pet."

"To save time, I've already cut fruit and mixed the batter. You may make the waffles and serve us. The griddle is already hot," Kelly said.

"How many should I make, Mistress?"

"Use all the batter, pet. We can freeze any we don't eat." 

"Yes, Ma'am."

"You may begin by serving two to each of us, kimmy, along with some fruit and orange juice. I've already poured a bowl of cereal for you. You will eat it without milk today."

I whipped around to look at her. I'm glad she was facing away from me and didn't see the extremely shocked look on my face. I knew this occasionally was part of our morning routine but didn't expect it with Kassie here. And I have to eat it dry. That hasn't happened before. Is she punishing me for something? I wanted to ask, but forced a smile instead and replied, "Yes, My Mistress."

I had permanent permission to wear a bib apron when cooking, so I got mine out of the drawer. I was facing the counter when I fastened the ties behind my back. Kassie was watching me and exclaimed, "Wow! That is so sexy and hot! Naked, wearing an apron, with your ass on display."

"I am glad you are enjoying my slave so much, Kassie."

"I guess I should thank you again for inviting me to stay with you so I could see all this, Kelly."

"You are most welcome. Thank you for accepting the invitation. I thought it was extremely important for you to know how your sister would be spending the rest of her life." 

I prepared dishes for Kelly and Kassie, served them, removed my apron, and picked up my bowl. Until then I hadn't noticed how little cereal it contained. I guessed there was less than one-eighth cup in it. "Ah, Mistress Kelly, there isn't very much cereal in my bowl."

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"Obviously, I know that already, pet. After all, I am the one who put the cereal in it. Do you think I did not know what I was doing?"

"No, of course not, ma'am. Sorry for mentioning it." Feeling rebuked, I placed my bowl on the floor and crawled under the table pushing the bowl in front of me.

Kassie looked at Kelly, of course, with an extremely inquisitive look on her face. "I got this great idea shortly after kimmy moved in with me and it became part of our ritual," Kelly started to explain. "I had been calling her my pet, so I decided to occasionally have her eat her meals off her plate when it was on the floor. Pets don't use utensils of course." Then she chuckled. "You should have seen her face the first time I made her eat spaghetti this way. The best part was that I got to clean her face afterwards...with my tongue

"I know it might be considered a little perverted, but I enjoyed the look of her leaning over with her ass upturned and tits hanging down while she ate. I decided to purchase a doggie bowl for her and now she occasionally eats her meals out of it. Initially we did this with her beside me but then I got the idea of purchasing a glass top table for our dining room so I could watch her without having to turn sideways. I liked it so much I got another one for this breakfast nook. Please don't get me wrong, Kassandra, I only make her do this a couple times a week, but I do get a thrill when I look down and watch her, totally naked, eating her meal like a true pet."

Kassie was watching me during Kelly's explanation. "I can see a definite advantage of having kitten eat her meals this way and must say you have my approval."

"Of course, there is another advantage of having a table with a glass top, isn't there, kimmy."

I had finished eating what little cereal that was in the bowl but was required to remain under the table until Kelly finished eating. I knew the 'advantage' to which Kelly was alluding and said, "Oh, there definitely is, Mistress Kelly."

Kelly remained silent as Kassie fell into her trap. "OK, I assume I am supposed to guess what this additional advantage might be?"

"As I said, I only make my pet eat her meals from her bowl, and under the table, a couple times a week. Normally she sits across from me in the chair you are occupying. Another of the rules she has to obey is that, when we are together, even in public, she must always keep her legs spread so I have access to my cunt." 

Kassie quickly realized that we were both staring at her hairless pussy and that she had her legs spread in an unladylike manner. "Oh, shit," she exclaimed and clamped her legs together. Realizing how illogical it was to close her legs, since she was already naked, she started to laugh and spread her legs again.

"Thank you, Kassandra. I was really enjoying the view."

"The pleasure is all mine, Kelly." We all started to giggle.

"OK, kimmy, demonstration's over. You may prepare a plate for yourself and sit at the table with us. I just wanted Kassandra to fully understand another of the submissive acts I require you to follow."

"I breathed a sigh of relief and crawled from under the table. I quickly filled my plate, poured some juice and, as directed, sat beside Kelly.

When we finished eating, I started to clear the table. Kelly said, "Since we have a guest, kimmy, you may put everything in the dishwasher to save time."

"Thank you, Mistress."

"kimmy usually does the dishes by hand," Kelly explained to Kassie. "It's part of her slave duties." 

Kassie and Kelly talked while I finished with the dishes. When I announced that I was done, Kelly said, "Little one, I don't usually give you an opportunity to have dessert after breakfast. Would you like to enjoy some this morning?"

"Oh, yes, My Mistress. I would." I didn't need any additional directions. I dropped down on all fours and started to crawl under the table for the second time. I turned my naked back to Kassie, raised up and grasped the waistband of Kelly's pajama bottoms. Kassie remained silent. I assumed that was because she realized what was about to happen while she watched. Kelly put her hands over mine and stopped me from pulling her pajamas off. I didn't know why, but, since she continued to hold my hands, I knew something was happening and that I should remain in place. 

What I didn't realize was, at that moment Kassie's and Kelly's eyes were fiercely piercing one another. While it seemed to be a standoff, Kassie was the first to break. When her eyes finally moved down, Kelly gave a slight push on my hands, indicating I should continue. At the same time, she raised her hips slightly and moved forward on the chair. to make it easier for me to remove them, As I slid the garment down her legs, she lifted her feet so I could remove it completely. I was pleased that I didn't have to remove any panties. I pushed my arms under her legs and around her hips. This helped to raise and spread her legs a little giving me better access. 

I moved in to make love to her wet pussy. I started with one continuous lick with my tongue starting at her perineum then up across her vagina and through her folds. I loved the taste and fragrance of Kelly's feminine secretions. They were like an aphrodisiac to me. 

"That's it, little one. I need your tongue and mouth. Listening to you two last night made me so hot. Just do what you need to do to give your mistress some release and do it quickly. I, of course, changed my strategy from a "making love' one to and 'attack' one. I pushed three fingers into her vagina, sucked her clit into my mouth and started flicking it with my tongue while fucking her with my fingers. I knew she was turned on, because she quickly climaxed, grabbing my hair, keeping me from moving back. I slowly continued to lick her juices from her folds as she came back down to earth and finally released me. 

"That was wonderful, pet. Thank you." Her words gave me permission to move to a kneeling at rest position under the table.

I looked up at Kelly and saw that she was looking at Kassie. When I also turned my head to look at Kassie, I saw that she had a hand between her legs and was slowly masturbating. It didn't seem to matter that both Kelly and I were watching her. In fact, her eyes were closed, and she didn't even realize that we were now watching her.

Kelly broke the trance by saying, "Kassandra, I distinctly remember telling you, last night, that you do not need to masturbate in my house when I have a slave with a magic tongue to take care of your problem. You are our guest. Please stop."

"Oh, god, I'm sorry, Kelly, but that was so hot, I didn't even realize what I was doing."

"kimmy, you know what to do." 

"That's OK, Kelly. It was just an automatic reaction. She doesn't need to do anything." 

Nevertheless, Kassie was now watching me intently to see if I was going to do anything. She hadn't been with us long enough to realize that Kelly's statement was, to me, an order. I turned towards Kassie and shuffled the short distance between us. She offered absolutely no resistance when I pushed her legs apart and shoved my arms under them and around the back of her hips, the same as I had done with Kelly. The only difference was that I had to pull her forward, so her pussy was at the edge of the chair.

I was at a quandary, wondering if I should make love to her or to also attack her 'quick and dirty.' The latter won out. We had made love several times during the night. She just needed relief from her latest turn-on. And attack her I did. Two fingers entered her well-lubricated vagina while, simultaneously, my mouth encapsulated her clit and my tongue started lashing against it. Even though Kassie had declined Kelly's offer to use my 'magic tongue" (she had never said that before and it made me laugh), I knew she was turned on because she climaxed faster than Kelly had.

When I crawled out from beneath the table, Kelly puckered her lips and, using her index finger, indicated that she wanted me to kiss her. She first licked around my lips, tasting Kassie's essence, then lovingly kissed me. "That was beautiful, my darling slut. It's no wonder I fell in love with you. You may kneel and rest." I was close enough that she spent the next ten (or so) minutes running her hand through my hair and over my face, neck and breasts. I loved the intimate attention. 

When Kelly saw that Kassie had recovered sufficiently, I was ordered to 'stand and present.' She walked over to the far end of the kitchen counter, removed something that she hid in the palm of her hand that she then handed to Kassie. I quickly discovered there was more than one item when she said, "Kassandra, I would like you to put these on my pet." 

Kassie looked at the objects in her hand and said, "I've never seen anything like this before. What do I do with them?"

"You're a smart woman, Kassandra. I think you'll be able to easily figure it out yourself.

Kassie walked over to me, glanced once at me and started to laugh. "How could I be so obtuse. It's so damn obvious. Two round disks with what appear to be rays of the sun flaring out around the edge, with holes in the center..." 

I simply grinned before saying, "They are called nipple shields, ma'am. Those are in the shape of sunbursts. 

Kassie carefully removed the captive ball ring from my left nipple then turned to Kelly. "May I?"

"Of course you may, Kassandra." Milliseconds later Kassie's lips touched my nipple with a soft, lingering kiss. An electric current charged through my body and hit my clit. Then I moaned when those same lips consumed the hard nub, briefly sucking on it. I was just beginning to truly savor the sensation when she pulled back. I tilted my head forward to look down and watch Kassie's fingers delicately slip the starburst shield over my nipple and place a D-ring in my piercing to hold the shield in place. Receiving a nod from Kelly, she repeated the procedure on my right nipple. Yes, she kissed and sucked it and yes, another electric charge traveled down to my clit. When she finished screwing the barbell into the D-ring, I looked up at the same time she did. Our eyes met and I saw pure passion in hers and felt the same in mine. Kelly threw cold water on us by saying, "Thank you, Kassandra." That was understood as an order to stop.

Kassie stepped back, looked at Kelly and said, "They definitely add a sexual quality to your tits, Kelly." 

"I have something for your nipples, too, Kassandra." She held out her hand to show us what she was holding. "These are non-piercing nipple shields. Put around your nipples they can be squeezed to insure they will not come off. Would you like me to put them on you?" They were beautiful and shaped like small flowers with small jewels on the end of each petal." Kassie agreed and Kelly attached them. Then she said, "If you want, we can get your nipples pierced before you leave."

"Ah, I'll have to think about that."

"Right now, my baby has some milk to drink. Would you like to join her, Kassandra?"

"Most definitely." 

We relocated to the den where Kelly sat in the center of the sofa. Kassie and I stretched out on either side of her and started to suckle. It is amazing, to me, how this act of nursing could also be a deeply loving and sensuous activity. I knew we could not do this forever as a couple, but one can hope. 

We finished draining every drop of milk from Kelly's breasts, then she sent me to the bedroom to get the tray of nail polish. By the time I returned, I saw that Kassie had placed a straight-back chair in front of the sofa. She sat on the chair and, as instructed, I handed her the tray and sat on the sofa in front of her. She selected a jar of pink polish and one of black and sat the tray on the coffee table. I put my right foot in her lap and she carefully removed the old polish. My left foot was next. She then painted every other toe pink and black. "These are supposed to be complimentary colors representing happy and confident, kitten. I hope you like them." I loved them, but then, what choice did I have.

The most interesting thing about Kassie doing my toenails was that I didn't even think about the fact that we were both naked, and facing one another, while she was doing it. Had I become that comfortable with being nude that it no longer bothered me? At least in the house it didn't anymore.

"Well, ladies, it is time to get some clothes on. We are going shopping." Kelly announced.

"Wow! I'm a lady now. My status in society has been upgraded. Thank you, Mistress,' I quipped.

"Don't let it go to your head, slut. It was just easier than saying, 'Pet and lady,'" Kelly countered.

"Kassandra, please meet us in our bedroom when you are dressed."

Kelly laid a short, white pleated skirt and two tops on the bed and instructed me to sit and wait while she dressed. 

Kassandra soon entered the bedroom wearing a sweater, stretch jeans and low heel boots, saw that I was still naked, and commented, "Not dressed, yet, kitten. I hope you aren't going shopping like that!"

I laughed, "I'm just waiting for instructions from Mistress Kelly, ma'am."

Just then, Kelly emerged from the closet. She was wearing a print dress and flats and was carrying my white sandals. She was wearing a bra, so I assumed she was also wearing panties. She was, but one cannot assume too much these days. "Kassandra, those jeans look great on you, and I notice you have decided not to wear a bra."

"I hope you don't mind."

"Not at all. In fact, I prefer that you never wear one when you're here." Then she handed the sandals to me. "Here, pet, you may put these and your skirt on. Then we'll discuss which top you will wear."

I knew the 'we' in her comment excluded me. There was no way I would be deciding what clothes I would wear. I could tell Kassie was enjoying my 'topless' condition. She was ogling my breasts when Kelly interrupted her. "I couldn't decide between these two tops, Kassandra, so I will have kimmy put both on and you can say which one she should wear today."

The first was a basic, white tube top. When I put it on, Kassie said, "Um, OK, that's nice, let's see the other one." It was a white, high-neck halter. I tied the two strings of the neckline in a bow around the back of my neck. The bottom hem ended just below my bustline. The sides ended under my arms, so my back was fully exposed. I fastened the string ties in a bow behind my back. 

"Oh, my god!" Kassie exclaimed. "That's it. The tube top covered too much. Her nipples are prominent, and I can even make out the outline of the starburst. That, and the fact it's backless, makes it obvious she isn't wearing a bra. I'm not sure she should go out in public wearing it, though."

"Thanks, Kassandra. You just confirmed the one I preferred. There is no reason she can't go out in public. She's covered. She will wear her collar, too. It's ok if everyone thinks she is a slut. The important thing is that she's my slut. It's probably good that we will be the only ones to know she is naked under her skirt." 

"Hey," I thought. "I'm standing right here while you're talking about me."

Kelly drove, with Kassie in the passenger seat and yours truly in the back. Kelly explained that she had found an online site that had absolutely fantastic mini skirts and dresses that meet her criteria for length (which she explained to Kassie), and sexy tops, all in solid colors and beautiful prints. They also have dresses and skirts that are above-the-knee length that will be more appropriate for work than the minis. Originally, she ruled that all my dresses had to be the shorter length, but later changed her mind. She then told us that she discovered this online store had opened a brick and mortar store in town. That was our destination. (author's note: there are actually three web sites involved (not one has a brick and mortar store), but I have taken the liberty to combine them into one store for the purpose of this story. Literotica does not permit links, but they will be on my bio page if anyone is interested in looking at some outstanding outfits.)

"Mistress," I interjected, "I bought new clothes when I moved in with you. And you had most of my other clothes altered."

"I know, pet, but if you think about it, most of what you purchased was undergarments, and that was before you agreed to be my permanent sub. Don't worry, I am not going to spend your money today. This one's on me. Let's just say that this an additional 'collaring gift' for you. You're going to love your new look, little one. We'll discuss your old clothes when we get home."

I could not believe that we spent over three hours in that store. Kelly and Kassie would stroll the aisles selecting clothes for me to try on while I had to wait at the dressing room. I could tell the clerks were enjoying just watching us. I would then model their selections and they would decide which I should keep. Some tops and skirts were sets, but many could be mix and match. Several were halter or crop tops, too. One of the crop tops had long sleeves. 

Some of the dresses and skirts they picked were short, ending two or three inches above the knee, but would be appropriate for work. Kassie was surprised at the extra short length of the rest. If you remember, Kelly's normal 'required' length was that I would be able to lift the hem by simply folding my fingers under it when my hands were held at my side. Many of the skirts and dresses were shorter, ending at the middle of my palms. They were definitely minis. I would guess thirteen to fifteen-inch length from the waist. I have no idea what Kelly's final bill was, and don't want to know, but each one of us carried several bags back to the car. I tried to count the number of outfits we purchased and couldn't remember. As I indicated, many pieces could be mix and match.

Kelly announced that we shouldn't eat too much for lunch because we would be going to Lisa's for dinner, so she stopped at a salad bar.

Once home, Kassie was again amazed when we entered the laundry room from the garage, and I set my bags the floor and immediately stripped. 

"I said it before, and I imagine I'll be saying it again: I absolutely love it!" Kassie laughed.

We took our bags to our bedroom, sat them on the floor, then followed Kelly into the extra-large, walk-in closet. Kelly explained to Kassie that it was built as a 'him and her closet, "But, it is now a 'her and her closet. We chuckled. "kimmy has one section and the other is mine, of course. 

"Now I have a project for the two of you. kimmy, take all of your old clothes and lay them on the bed. Old means everything you owned before meeting me. Hang up all of today's purchases. Then you will need to make some decisions." My eyebrows lifted when she made this comment. Kelly reminded Kassie, that I was not permitted to make decisions while wearing her collar. "It is necessary for this project, however, pet, so I am temporarily suspending that rule. I would like you to get rid of all the clothes you owned before we met. But I will not be an ogre and force you to throw anything that you truly love or that has a sentimental value. I will also want you to make the same choices for the clothes that you still have to move here. That being said, I need to know how you feel about doing this for me. Remember, honesty is always best."

"Mistress, remember when you asked me to look in the mirror and tell you who I saw?"

"I do, pet. That day is vivid in my mind. I will never forget it."

"Well, My darling Mistress, all the clothes I owned before meeting you were Kimberly's. I am now kimmy. I should not be wearing Kimberly's clothes. I only can think of one dress that has sentimental value to me. That is the maid of honor dress I wore at Kassie's wedding. For you, I will carefully look at everything else, but will be pleased to get rid of everything pre-kimmy. I know there are charities that will be able to distribute them to the needy."


Kelly kissed me and said, "Thank you pet. You've just given me another reason of why I love you so much."



Kassie looked at me and said, "I love you, too, kitten. Your transformation is amazing." Then she asked Kelly, "Do you mind if I remove my clothes while I help kitten, Kelly?"



"Kassandra, nudity is always acceptable in my house. You never have to ask. Yesterday you asked to see the playroom. I said you couldn't just see it. You would have to experience it. Are you ready to experience our playroom?"



"Yes, but I must admit, with a lot of trepidation, not knowing what that experience will entail."



"You will probably feel more trepidation when you see what is waiting for you in there, Kassandra. I will be in the den, probably reading the paper when you two are finished here.


An hour later Kassie and I knelt before Kelly in the den.

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Without even glancing at us, Kelly continued reading the paper for several minutes while we knelt before her waiting. I had explained the proper position to Kassie: legs spread shoulder width, toes touching, body erect, and hands clasped behind the back. Finally, Kelly lowered the paper, glanced at us and said, "You may rest," then she raised the paper and started reading again. 

Kassie, not sure what she should do, looked at me so she could follow my lead. I sat back on my legs, while continuing to hold my back straight, and moved my hands to rest on the top of my legs, palms facing up. I can't speak for Kassie, but I felt wonderful performing this submissive act for my Mistress in front of my sister. Many may not understand my feelings, but each day I am an obsequious and fawning slave to Kelly increases my love for her. While one side of that love is obviously sexual, I also feel I have found my soul mate. I am so pleased that Kassie could be here to see the relationship Kelly and I have. It is much more difficult to discuss and understand such a relationship through a phone call. I now know Kassie is happy for me. Someday I hope my brother will be also. Next to Kelly, they are the most important people in my life.

Time moves slowly when one is doing nothing. Kelly glanced at us again and said, "Kassandra, you are fidgeting. When you are kneeling in my presence, you will remain still." I chuckled to myself thinking that she wouldn't be around long enough to learn everything she needs to know. I was careful not to grin, however. In this situation that would get me into trouble. I was sorry my sister would have to fly home Monday night.

Kelly finally folded the newspaper carefully and laid it on the sofa beside her. "Kassandra, I know why my pet is kneeling before me, but why are you also kneeling?"

"Ah...because I thought that's what you wanted?"

"And, pray tell, what made you think that?"

"Well, when I said I was feeling some trepidation over experiencing your playroom, you said that I would feel more trepidation when I see it. kitten, had told me that one might consider your playroom to be a miniature dungeon."

"I know you are a very intelligent person, Kassandra. How would you define the word, 'experience?' "

"Sort of personally encountering or undergoing something."

"Yes. I felt your fear would be increased because I suspect you have never seen the kind of equipment that might be in a playroom like mine. I know kimmy has already told you that I take her there to satisfy her need for sensuous pain, for erotic play and when she needs to be disciplined. I also suspect that is the real reason you want to see it." Kassie confirmed Kelly's statement. "I felt that you might be alarmed when you first saw my equipment, knowing that kimmy has been in there several times." 

"My original plan for your experience was the 'encountering' part of your definition, not the 'undergoing' part. I was going to demonstrate, with kimmy, some of the things she and I do in our playroom, and maybe have you assist me." By now I should have known Kelly well enough to realize what her plan was, yet I, too, fell for it. I was the lure and Kassie was the fish. Kelly had just set her hook and was reeling in her catch. "However, now that you are offering yourself to me, in such a beautiful, supplicant manner, I am forced to change my strategy."

"kimmy, please get your old collar. I believe it is still in the top of the closet."

"May I stand to go get it, Mistress."

"No, you may not until you get to the closet, of course. Return on your hands and knees. Don't forget the lock."

I crawled back holding the buckle of the collar in my teeth. To make it easier, I had hooked the hasp of the lock through the D-ring but did not close it. "Kassandra, do you remember how kimmy presented and asked for my collar?"

"I did, Kelly."

"Mistake number one, but I will forgive it since I haven't explained the rules to you. You will now address me as Miss Kelly or Ma'am."

"May I change my mind about visiting your playroom, Kelly... I mean Ma'am?"

"No, you may not. You have presented yourself before me in a submissive manner. I expect you to continue as my submissive. Of course, you may embarrass yourself in front of your sister and throw in the towel."

I saw a little tremor move over Kassie and wondered what her reaction will be as Kelly's plan for her progresses. I was watching Kassie instead of looking directly at Kelly but knew that is what my mistress wanted. It is another of the little nuances I picked up while being her slave 24/7.

"You may take the collar from kimmy and present it properly." 

I was overjoyed when my sister raised her arms and held the collar and lock on her upturned palms. "Miss Kelly, would you grant me the pleasure of wearing your collar?"

"Kneel." Kassie remembered the correct position. "Move closer to me." Kelly then asked, "What is your middle name, Kassandra?"

"Barbara, Ma'am."

"I love it. I always wanted my own personal Barbie Doll. But I will just call you barbie when you are wearing my collar." Kelly leaned forward and locked the collar around Kassie's neck. I thought she looked beautiful wearing it. My blood sister was now my sister in submission.

"For clarification, barbie, you are not to address me as mistress at any time. You have not signed a contract with me. Nor do I expect you to, since you are leaving tomorrow night. And what I referred to earlier as an error, really wasn't. You weren't wearing my collar at that point. I was just getting you ready to properly address me. To reiterate, you will always address me as Miss Kelly or ma'am."

"Yes, Miss Kelly. I understand."

"kimmy, please bring your leash from the foyer."

I decided not to request permission to stand this time. I knew that Kelly wanted Kassie to see the extent of my willingness to be obsequious. To Kassie, she said, "barbie, you may rest until my pet returns."

I held the leash in my mouth when I crawled back, then, after kneeling, held it out towards Kelly on top of my palms, but remained silent.

Kelly accepted the leash and turned to Kassie. "barbie, when you wear my collar, you are submissive to me. That means the freedom I gave you as my pet's sister is also suspended. You may only address her as kimmy, unless I give you full or partial control over her. You may then address her as kitten or kimmy, whichever you prefer. To give you full control, I will state, 'barbie, you now have control over kimmy.' You should easily be able recognize when I give you partial of control by what I say or do. Do you have any questions?"

"I do have one, now, Miss Kelly, but may I also ask questions later if I think of any?"

"You may, any time you feel it is necessary. Simply request permission first. What question do you have right now?"

"Even though I am your sub, you are saying that I might be given control of your pet. That sounds as if she would be my sub. I don't understand."

"That is a statement, not a question, but it does require some clarification. Yes, barbie, kimmy would be your submissive under those circumstances. When a mistress permits, a submissive may have her own sub or control another sub. You have already exhibited dominant tendencies over kimmy, so I will probably give you an opportunity to Domme her. Of course, that would probably come naturally for a big sister. A little sister will often ignore you, but as your sub she must obey immediately and without question, or she will be punished."

"Any more questions or clarifications?"

"No, Ma'am. Not at this time." 

"Then, rise and hold out your hands." Kassie's movements were perfect. She even held her hands palms up. Kelly complimented her, "You're a quick learner, just like my pet. Must be in your genes." She placed the leash on Kassie's palms.

It is now time for you to experience our playroom. "Stand, barbie. Walk behind me and bring our pet, using the leash."

Kassie's supercilious grin, as she clipped the leash to my collar, was almost nauseating. Her next action, as she followed Kelly, was absolutely revolting. "Heel, kitten." I crawled behind her.

I was disappointed that I could not see Kassie's face when we entered the playroom, although I did hear her reaction, "Oh, my god, it's amazing." Kelly walked my sister around the room explaining the purpose and use of each piece of equipment. I, of course, continued to crawl at the end of my leash. 

At the end of our "tour," Kelly said, "kimmy, please get two sets of wrist and ankle cuffs and two three-foot spreader bars then prepare yourself and barbie"

While I assembled the required items, Kelly walked Kassie to the center of the room, beneath the ceiling mounted electric winch and told her not to move. I smiled because I knew what was going to happen, so I automatically attached 2 carabiner clips (a total of 8) to the ends of the spreader bars. Kelly, knowing I would not need any additional instructions, walked over to the nearest wall and leaned against it. 

I buckled ankle cuffs on Kassie, asked her to spread her legs then attached the cuffs to the ends of one spreader bar. I was surprised when she did not question me at all when I buckled wrist cuffs on her and attached them to the second spreader bar. I easily attached my ankle cuffs to the bar between Kassie's ankle cuffs then connected one of my wrist cuffs to the end of the other bar. Kelly activated the winch, lowering the cable. I hooked it to the spreader bar then Kelly attached my other wrist cuff. Kelly reversed the winch, pulling the spreader bar just above our heads.

Kelly never wanted me to be able to assume everything she was going to do, and this was no exception. The only thing I knew for a fact was that she had something up her sleeve since she did not raise the bar high enough to stretch us out. She removed something from the equipment shelves, returned to us inserted a double headed dildo gag into Kelly's mouth and buckled the strap around her head. I automatically took the remaining dildo into my mouth and waited for Kelly to fasten the second set of straps behind my head. Kassie's eyes and mine were now mere inches apart and our noses nearly touching. I could see the question marks flying out of her eyes and wondered if she could see the smile in mine.

Finally, Kelly buckled a belt around our waists, pulling our midsections tight together. Now she raised the spreader bar until our arms were stretched above our heads and our toes barely touched the floor. 

Kelly started walking around the room. She was wearing heels and I could hear the click, click, click of them on the floor. Because of the gag she had put into our mouths, I could not move my head around to look at her. I could only see her when she entered my peripheral vision. She stopped a couple times. Curiosity was getting the best of me, wondering what she was doing. Kassie had closed her eyes. I wondered what she was thinking. Suddenly her eyelids flew open and I felt her body jerk. "Oh, barbie, your cunt is already wet. I am pleased the anticipation of what I am doing to do to you has turned you on." Kassie jerked again. "And your ass is sensitive, too. Maybe you want me to play with you there." I could tell Kassie was trying to shake her head back and forth, but the gag prevented it.

It was quiet again for a couple minutes, except for the clicking of Kelly's heels. They stopped somewhere behind Kassie. Kassie closed her eyes once again until three things happened simultaneously. Kassie's eyes flew open, her body jerked, and I heard the familiar sound of a flogger connecting with bare flesh. I could read my sister's eyes. They were asking me, "What the fuck is happening, Sis."

My eyes answered, "You are being flogged, you lucky bitch," but she had no way of interpreting my message. Properly done, the flogger is not meant to cause severe pain. The constant impact of the leather strands against one's body heats the skin, turns it pink, then red, and can eventually hurt, depending on how long the flogging lasts, but it's a good hurt if you are a pain slut. Kelly has flogged me several times. I haven't detailed them in my story, but I have already become Pavlov's dog and was feeling my sex getting wet. For that reason, I was hoping I would be next. 

Because our bodies were being held together by the belt, I could feel as well as hear the thud each time the flogger struck Kassie's back. I was excited and could see Kassie was beginning to feel the same way, even though she was concerned during the first two strokes. When the flogging ceased, Kelly unbuckled both straps of the two-headed dildo gag. We pulled our heads back so she could remove it from our mouths. Neither Kassie or I spoke a word, but she leaned forward and kissed me. Yes, she was as turned on as I was, or maybe even more. 

Kassie started to say, "That was amaz..." Then suddenly shouted, "Oh, my god!"

I didn't understand what was happening until Kelly commented, "Your clit is really sensitive, barbie and your arousal is so obvious. You are so wet you are nearly dripping. Shall I continue?" "Yes! yes! Please!" Knowing Kelly, she would be doing more than simply touching Kassie's pussy. I was sure of it when Kassie gasped and started kissing me again. This time her kiss included her tongue thrusting deep into my mouth. Even though I was connected to Kassie and suspended from the same spreader bar, I was, theoretically, an observer to her flogging. Nevertheless, as I mentioned, I was turned on. I returned Kassie's heated kiss with equal passion.

You need to picture the position I was in. Stand up. Put both arms straight up in the air. Move them and your feet about three feet apart. Imagine your body is being held tight against another person. Your arms and her arms are being held in position by stretcher bars, so you literally cannot move anything but your head and neither can she. She is turned on by a flogging she just received, and someone is fingering her sex bringing her to a climax. Her intense passion is being transferred to you. She is thrusting her tongue into your mouth. You want nothing more than being able to take her into your arms and hug her while returning her demanding kiss. But you can't. You are trying to rub your hips against hers but that is prevented by the belt around your waists. You discover you can move your upper body slightly and start rubbing your hard nipples against her breasts. Do you think you could climax this way? I did.

I didn't know it, but Kelly had started thrusting two fingers into Kassie's sex while rubbing her thumb against her clit. Kassie suddenly climaxed and I came with her. I don't know how, I don't really know why, and I don't care. I only know it was fantastic. I kept kissing my sister until I felt the spreader bar being lowered. 

Kelly released Kassie first. I watched my sister move her arms around loosening the stiffness caused by being hung from the bar for so long. Wondering why Kelly wasn't releasing me, I looked around for her and saw her standing by the wall. I was baffled when I saw her flip the switch to turn the winch on again. It moved up until I could no longer touch the floor with my toes. 

When Kelly felt that Kassie has worked her muscles enough, she clipped her wrist cuffs together behind her back and said, "barbie, I want you to stand about three feet in front of kimmy, facing her with your legs spread your legs apart." She told Kassie to spread her legs even wider until she was satisfied with the distance. 

Kelly walked over to her equipment closet and returned with her short cat 'o nine tails, one that was about two feet long including the handle. It was similar to a flogger except for the knots tied near the end of each of the strands. She stood behind Kassie and swung it upwards between Kassie's legs several times. Kassie gasped, both from the surprise and the sting of the knots striking her clit. My legs automatically reacted, as if I my own pussy was the one that the cat was striking.

Stepping in front of her, Kelly started to attack her clit and pussy again from the front. Kelly didn't hold back, and I was surprised Kassie didn't cry out although I soon saw tears starting to flow down her cheeks. My biggest surprise was when Kassie climaxed. Kelly quickly released Kassie's wrist cuffs and took her into her arms to provide some aftercare, while waiting for Kassie's breathing to return to normal. Kassie rested her head on Kelly's shoulder, put her arms around Kelly, and whispered, "Oh my god, Miss Kelly, that was amazing. Never would I have thought I could climax by having my clit and pussy whipped. Thank you!"

"I can honestly say that the pleasure was all mine, barbie. Welcome to the world of sensuous pain. Now, I have a question for you. Do you remember asking me to grant you a special privilege this morning when I was in the kitchen?" 

I could tell Kassie was thinking about Kelly's question before answering, "Yes, I do remember, Miss Kelly." 

"Does your sister know what you requested?"

I think Kassie was a little embarrassed when she answered, "Yes, ma'am."

"And what was my answer, barbie?"

"You said that I would have to earn the privilege, ma'am."

"Do you still wish to fuck my slave's ass, barbie?"

"Oh, yes, ma'am. More than ever."

"Well, you've almost earned the privilege. Since I own the ass you want to fuck, kimmy doesn't have any choice in my decision, but I do think your sister deserves something in return. I will grant your request if you agree to let her cane you."

Kassie raised her head and looked at Kelly, "Cane me?"

"Yes. You know what that means, don't you?"

"I have heard of it, ma'am. I hope you don't mean the way they punish people in Malaysia."

"It is similar, in theory, but it won't be that severe. I can guarantee there will be pain. There could be bruising, but no permanent damage. Would you like to try one stroke, first?"

Still hanging, arms and legs attached to the spreader bars, feeling my wetness starting to run down my leg, I was silently begging, "Please! Please, Kassie, say yes. I want to cane your ass and then I want you to fuck me." 

Kassie nodded her head. "I put a cane next to the wall behind you. Crawl over to it. Put it in your mouth and crawl over to the spanking bench. Lean over the bench with the crossbar under your stomach and wait for me." She pointed out the spanking bench which was similar to a carpenter's horse but with a padded crossbar. Kelly released me while Kassie was getting the cane and moving into position on the spanking bench.

I knelt beside the bench. Kelly took the cane from Kassie's mouth then walked behind her. "barbie, when someone is here to be spanked, I normally bind their arms and legs to the bench. I am not going to do that for this one stroke. Are you ready?"

"I'm not sure I'll ever be ready for this, ma'am." 

"Good answer," Kelly laughed. Not wanting Kassie to anticipate the timing of the impact, she swung the cane through the air several times until she saw that Kassie was no longer clenching the cheeks of her ass in reaction to the "swish" of the cane through the air. When the cane finally landed, I knew that Kelly did not swing it as hard as she could. 

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Kassie still stood straight up and grabbed her cheeks. "Holy shit, Kelly. That fucking hurt."

"It's supposed to hurt, barbie. Now you know why I prefer binding anyone who is going to get spanked or caned. Normally, since you did not remain in position, that would not count towards the number you are going to receive, but I will forgive you since I knew what was going to happen. However, I will be adding one to the total since you forgot how to address me when wearing my collar."

"I'm sorry, ma'am. It just hurt so much." 

"You are forgiven, but apologies do not negate the punishment that is due."

"Um, may I withdraw my request then?"

"No, you may not, barbie." Then, to me, she said, "kimmy, please hook her cuffs to the legs of the bench so she doesn't embarrass herself again." Without any comment, Kassie leaned down and let us clip her cuffs to the bench.

When I finished, I asked Kelly how many strokes I should give Kassie. "It's your ass she wants, dear. What is it worth to give it to her?"

"Oh, at least a hundred strokes," I said laughing.

"In that case, I guess we had better let the dice do the talking," Kassie said, handing me a pair of dice she had in her pocket. A six and a three came up when I rolled them on the floor. "I guess the number is nine, barbie, since I am adding an extra stroke."

Kelly knelt in front of Kassie, held her cheeks and said, "barbie, this won't be easy for you. If you honestly feel you cannot take any more, all you have to say is 'red' and we will stop. In the scene that is called a safe word. That way you can scream and yell 'stop' and anything else you want, but we will know you don't really want us to stop. The consequence of using your safe word is that you will not get the reward you requested. Do you understand?"

"Yes, ma'am. I do."

When Kelly finished, I leaned down, kissed Kassie, and said, "You know I love you, don't you Kassie?" 

"Yes, I do, and I love you, too."

"Normally you would have to count each stroke and say, 'Thank you, Miss Kimberly.' However, under the circumstances I want you say 'Thank you, Sis,' instead. Can you do that?" She nodded.

I rubbed her Kassie's with my hand causing her to gasp. A red welt was beginning to form from Kelly's stroke. 

I stepped back and quickly swung the cane. Kassie screamed. "Oh, shit." I waited until she finally remembered. "One. Thank you, Sis." 

I smiled and swung again. "Two. Thank you, Sis." 

After the fifth stroke, Kassie was sobbing, said, "Five. Thank you, Sis," then quickly added, "Please, no more." 

Since this was her first time, I asked if she wanted to use her safe word. Between sobs she was able to say, "No, but you need to know that I am really going to enjoy fucking you." I'm not sure, but it even seemed as though she was laughing. I was.

By the time the ninth and final stroke landed, tears were streaming down Kassie's cheeks and mixing with mucus from her nose. I knelt in front of her again and wiped her face. Kelly released her ankle cuffs. I released her wrist cuffs, helped her stand, and hugged her. We walked over to a love seat along one wall of the playroom. I sat down and Kassie curled up into my arms, still sobbing. 

Kelly handed me a damp facecloth and a towel, leaned down, kissed Kassie on the cheek and said, "barbie, you have earned your reward. You may have her tonight." Then to me she said, "I have made a reservation for dinner at Lisa's. Love your sister for a while, then once she is calm, give her a nice bath. We should leave in about two hours. Dress appropriately." I would have to interpret what that comment meant.


The End