Gender: Male Age: 45 Location: N/A
CATLYN 5: An Unforeseen Alliance
This will be the final installment in this series, which I had originally intended to be a two-story set. Kara and Teagen’s story just became a little too compelling for me to not explore.
Romance, Male/female, female/female, voyeurism, lezdom, anal, spanking, watersports
Catlyn had never lived the lifestyle her roommate and best friend now seemed to embrace. Kara was becoming something of a slut, but she wore it incredibly well. She was so beautiful, and the girls who liked girls had always lusted after her. But Kara had been well-behaved for most of her young life. In high school there had been little opportunity for her, although she did have a pair of clandestine high school partners who were afraid to “come out” in a small Upper Michigan town. Catlyn knew that Kara had taken a few more girls to bed in the first few months of college, but she didn’t really have more lovers than most of the freshman girls did. By Thanksgiving of freshman year, Kara had found Teagen and remained utterly faithful to her for over a year. Catlyn herself had waited until after New Year’s of her freshman year to take her first boy to bed, and that boy turned out to be the love of her life, her one and only.
But now, ever since Spring Break and her long weekend with the glamorous Angela Cash, Kara seemed hungry for new lovers, and she was finding them at a remarkable rate. And they were apparently finding her to be incredible. More than once a girl who had spent a night with Kara would feel compelled to approach Catlyn and confidentially whisper things like, “The best I ever had.” “A wonder.” “She rocked my world.” Catlyn’s reactions were mixed. She was anything but surprised that Kara was becoming some sort of sex goddess. Catlyn knew that there was more to her roommate than just her intoxicating appearance. Kara was sweet, smart, funny, passionate. In a way, Catlyn felt a certain pride in her roomie’s ascension in the eyes of her admirers. It was about time the rest of the world saw her as a wonder.
But at the same time, Catlyn had misgivings. Kara seemed to be able to give fond and genuine affection to each of the girls she took to her bed in that final month of school. But how long could she keep that up? Wouldn’t those girls become something less than special when there would be another one in Kara’s bed a few nights later? Would Kara become cold and aloof? Plus, Catlyn didn’t know how to relate to Kara quite as well anymore. They had long been girls with only one lover, and they had been able to confide in the agonies and ecstasies of long-term monogamous relationships.
And then, Catlyn hated to admit, there was the jealousy. Kara was something of a rising star in a way. When they went out, girls swarmed around her, bought her drinks, flirted incessantly. Her experience with Angela had allowed Kara to tap into abilities she hadn’t previously known she had, but now everyone seemed to know she had them. Catlyn figured if she ever broke up with Nick and word got out that she’d been a freaky little sub for him the crowd around her would be the same. But she was never going to know for sure if that was true. Besides, the crowd of dudes looking for a little bitch would be far different than the crowd of girls looking to worship at the feet of the six-foot blonde goddess.
Catlyn did the only thing she really knew how to do about it. She cornered Kara and made her talk. “Why?” she asked Kara. “Why so many?”
“I really like sex. You know how that is, Elfie.”
“Oh, god yes! I’m a little fuckbunny!” she exclaimed, and both girls giggled. “But why not just get yourself a new girlfriend? Any one of these chicks would love to be your baby girl.”
“I can’t have a new girlfriend,” Kara said and actually got up from sitting on the bed and moved away from her best friend.
“Why not? You loved being a girlfriend.”
“I did, Elfie. I really, really did.”
“H-mmm… avoiding a subject with me… how well you think that’s gonna work out for ya?”
“Nope. Not gonna give up on it. Not when my roomie is trying to set some kind of campus record for most dykes banged.”
“I prefer to think of it as most beautiful girls satisfied,” Kara said with a wistful grin.
“’Potato’ ‘po-tah-to.’ And while I understand the appeal of a buffet there’s something else going on here. Why aren’t you hooking up with these girls more than once? Why no new girlfriend?”
Kara sighed and leaned on the back of her desk chair. She gazed out the window. “Because… I’m in love with someone I can’t have.”
“I KNEW it! That Angela Cash screwed you up for other girls. I know she’s like the greatest fuck in the world or something, but you have to let the perfect fling go and focus on the real world.”
“Elfie, it’s not Angela.”
“Oh, my god! It’s Teagen, isn’t it?”
Kara was wiping away tears as she turned to face Catlyn. “Oh, God, Elfie. I miss her so much!” The sex goddess crossed the room and fell to pieces in her tiny friend’s strong arms. Finally, Kara was able to continue. “But it’s no good, Elfie. It’s all no good until I can figure out a way for us to stay together forever. And right now, what I want—what I need—she isn’t able to give me.”
And that was it. Catlyn didn’t have an answer for her. She would do anything to help Kara, just as soon as she figured out what that anything would be. Part of Catlyn wanted to run over to Teagen’s and feel her out on what it would have to happen in order for her to take Kara back. But there were problems with that. Kara videotaping Catlyn and Nick during rough sex was the thing that brought the problems in Kara and Teagen’s relationship to a head. Catlyn was quite certain that Teagen hated her guts, and with good reason. And then there was the even bigger problem. Kara was hooked on kinky sex and games of domination. Teagen couldn’t find it in her nature to give Kara those things. Even if Catlyn got them together, that problem was unresolved. Still, Catlyn looked for the opportunity to do whatever she could to help.
The first thing that she did for Kara was something Catlyn was sure was right, but in the short run it kept Kara and Teagen apart. On the last night of school the two girls and Nick went out for a night of drinking, and they did a pretty good job of it. Kara made especially good use of her time. Nick and Catlyn wound up having to help her as they walked her back to the dorm. She could walk, just not in one direction for any particular length of time. The couple would have to bump her and steer her back on course. By the end of the ten-minute walk back, Kara had her bearings a little better. Fresh air can help sometimes. But then they encountered a sight that sent Kara reeling in an entirely different fashion.
As they rounded the corner of the hallway and came into view of the girls’ room, they saw that Teagen was there. She was knocking softly at the door and quietly repeating. “Kara, baby, let me in. Kara, please, baby.” The mere sight of Teagen at her door would have been enough to send Kara’s head spinning. But Teagen was not dressed in her usual manner. She wore a pink babydoll nightie and matching panties. The willowy girl looked so sexy and so helpless that even Catlyn was a bit turned on by the sight.
“Teagen! Baby!” Kara called loudly. “Oh, my pretty girl!” Kara lurched forward at a bit of an angle and threw her arms open. She would have taken her girl in her long arms except for two things. When Teagen, every bit as drunk as Kara, turned she got her feet tangled and fell to the floor. Kara, not quite moving in a straight line, bent forward to scoop Teagen up and hit the top of her own head on the wall before collapsing on top of her love. Undeterred by their physical mishaps, the couple began to make out on the floor. As hard as it was to imagine with two such beautiful girls, it was a bit sloppy and off-putting to witness. Well, it was for Catlyn. Nick just arched his eyebrows and stood in silence while the few girls on the floor who had opened their doors to see what the hubbub was about found themselves giggling.
Nick’s rapture was broken by a sharp punch to his arm. Catlyn glared at him. “This can’t happen. Not this way. There’s too much at stake. We have to get Teagen out of here and get Kara safe in the room.”
“Teagen can’t walk across campus that drunk and wearing that,” Nick said, suddenly his thoughtful self. “I might even have to carry her to get her home.”
“You might get arrested,” Catlyn said. “I have to take her home, and you have to get Kara into the room.” Nick didn’t hesitate. He scooped Kara off the top of Teagen and held her under one thick arm. She was tall enough that he couldn’t get both her arms and feet off the floor at the same time. When he hoisted her feet, she grabbed hold of Teagen with her long arms. When he lifted her upper body, Kara’s feet immediately struck the floor and began pushing her toward her girl. “No! My pretty! Give me my pretty back!” she shouted.
The Power Elf saved the day. She scooped Teagen up onto her shoulder and started down the hallway with her. Teagen was twenty pounds heavier than Catlyn, but that still made her only a hundred and ten pounds. It wasn’t very hard for the Power Elf to whisk her away. One of her favorite party tricks was to literally pick up husky boys. “Kara! I love you, baby!” Teagen wailed as she was carried around the corner. “I love you so bad!”
Catlyn had known Teagen for a year-and-a-half and had seen her drunk a few times. She knew that Teagen could swear and even dropped the occasional f-bomb, but she had never heard Teagen truly cut loose with drunken profanity. Tonight she was in for a side of the girl she had never seen. “You fucking little bitch! You cunt-blocked me! I am gonna scratch your eyes out when you put me down. You won’t be such a pretty little piece of ass then! I hate you! I’m gonna stick your stupid red head up your perfect little ass!” Catlyn tried very hard to focus on the fact that Teagen had just called her pretty somewhere in there. Hell, she had even said that Catlyn had a perfect ass. The tantrum lasted less than a minute. After that, Teagen simply bawled her eyes out as Catlyn lugged her across campus.
Every muscle in the Power Elf’s back and legs was burning by the time she got the girl back to the dorm. The steps to her third floor room were a nightmare. Still, Catlyn ultimately managed to get Teagen into her room and settled into bed face-down with a conveniently located trashcan in case she got sick in the night. She covered her up with a blanket and Teagen closed her beautiful brown eyes. “I love her, Elfie,” the girl muttered sleepily. “She hurts me so bad, but I love her. I’m gonna get her back.” Teagen drifted off to sleep.
“You are going to get her back, Teagen. Just not like this,” Elfie said softly. She brushed the girl’s beautiful black hair back off her face and gave her a sweet little kiss on the forehead. Catlyn had played a role in ending their sweet love affair, and by God she was going to play a role in helping these two beautiful girls get it back. She rose quietly to leave and ran smack dab into Sarah as she came through the door.
“What the hell are you doing here?” Teagen’s roommate snapped. She’d been drinking as well, but she wasn’t sloppy drunk.
“Teagen needed help home. I put her to bed. She was pretty trashed.”
“The last thing she needs is for a little freak like you to be around her bed. Haven’t you and your Amazon-slut friend done enough damage to her?”
“Sarah, if you think you’re helping with all the anger and petty name-calling, you’re not. Say what you want about me, but be damned careful what you say about Kara. I don’t take that sort of thing very well. And in the end, Teagen may never forgive you for it either.”
“Fuck off!” Sarah hissed and shoved Catlyn. She’d meant to push her into the doorframe. Catlyn had seen it coming. She’d braced herself and didn’t move an inch. The Power Elf marshaled her temper and simply shook her head. Sarah had unknowingly escaped a situation wherein she had bitten off far more than she could chew. But as Catlyn walked silently out the door, Sarah couldn’t help swatting her as hard as she could in the back of her head. Sarah had been afraid to really get physical with Kara, but was enough of a bully to try and take on a ninety-pound girl.
The Power Elf spun and returned the slap, knocking Sarah back a few steps. Sarah froze in shock for a moment, but still couldn’t quite perceive how badly she was overmatched by the tiny girl. She, predictably, reached for the bright red hair atop Elfie’s head. The redhead caught the girl’s hand on the way in and quickly twisted it behind her attacker and put her in a standing hammerlock. Elfie crouched a little, and the elbow she knew would come sailed right over her head. She used the hammerlock to shove Sarah into the closet which stood open. Sarah fell into the closet and pulled most of her clothes onto the top of herself as she tried to regain her balance.
Still convinced that her beer muscles were somehow going to win her the day, Sarah came out swinging. Elfie popped her in the jaw with a palm heel. Sarah shot straight upright with a stunned expression on her face. Tired of having wild haymakers thrown at her, The Power Elf grabbed Sarah by the front of her shirt and drove an arm between the taller girl’s legs. In an instant, Sarah was in the air over the tiny girl’s head. In another, she was flat on her back on the tile floor. The Power Elf had shown mercy and tried to slow the fall a bit by pulling upward at the end, but wound up simply tearing the front of Sarah’s shirt off. Even with the brakes on at the last second Sarah had the wind completely knocked out of her. She writhed on the floor. Her attacker grabbed her by the front of the hair and drew back to pimp-slap the fallen girl. “Not worth it,” she muttered and dropped Sarah back down. The bigger girl squirmed on the floor and gasped for breath.
Catlyn had a moment of concern as she stood up and moved to the door. Two neighbor girls had been on their way home as well. They had seen the very end of the encounter through the open doorway. “Hey, look, Breanna! Sarah got in another fight.”
“Well, she got her ass kicked this time. She’s got to stop picking fight when she drinks.” The girls stepped aside and made no effort to stop the Power Elf as they moved past her into the room. “Ma’am,” Breanna quipped in deference as she dramatically allowed Catlyn to pass unimpeded. They chuckled softly as they checked on Sarah. Teagen slept on.
Catlyn returned to find that Teagen’s one true love was passed out face-first on her own bed, her huge popcorn bowl in position in case her stomach decided to empty itself in the night. Catlyn’s love was sitting in the desk chair and looking with a brother’s fondness at the unconscious blonde. He shook his head and chuckled softly. “Hell of an ending to the last night of school,” he said.
“You missed the grand finale. Sarah hit me in the back of the head, so I scoop-slammed her.”
“She gonna be alright?”
“I took it easy.”
“She could have gotten herself killed messing with my baby girl.”
“True dat.” Catlyn looked at Kara and was certain she was out for the evening. “Baby, fighting makes me horny.”
“Everything makes you horny. But I’m going to miss you so much this summer. How about a nice sweet one?”
“Oh, yes, Nick. Oh, yes.” She led him to her bed and pushed him flat down on the mattress. It was a warm mid-May evening. Both of them were in shorts and t-shirts. Catlyn straddled Nick and pulled his shirt off over his head before removing her own shirt and her bra. She caught Nick’s eyes as they focused on her firm little breasts. He had commented so many times on how he loved the way that they never moved an inch, but on this night Nick was silent. So was Catlyn.
She spent a long time lying on his chest and simply kissing him and nuzzling into his neck. He stroked her back gently and sometimes ran his fingers through her red hair. Both lovers were in a dreamy state. Catlyn was still straddling him, and eventually she began to let her hips start to rise and fall against his. She felt him begin to swell, and when he was ready, she freed him from the remainder of his clothes as he tenderly loosened hers as well. Catlyn stood briefly, finishing the job for both of them.
Then, she mounted him again. This time, she slid herself along the outside of his thick shaft. It was done slowly and with great tenderness. When there seemed to be no sense in waiting an instant longer she slid him inside her. Still, after a year-and-a-half, she was amazed at how wide he spread her open and how his mass filled every millimeter of her passage.
She sat upright in the beginning, giving him access to kiss and fondle her breasts as she slowly worked herself around on him and up and down his length. Each slow movement was an exercise in lingering pleasure for both of them. Still silent, they breathed deeply, but without labor. His thick fingers found their way between the two of them, and he gently played at her button. That finally urged her to drop down on him again, placing her chest on his and giving his hips room to swing. Again and again he slid slowly into her, filling her deep, deep inside. He was young and strong and tireless. It seemed that he could continue filling her until the end of time.
It was so satisfying for her. There was no frenzy, no desperate search for a perfect spot or the right rhythm. It was simply gentle wave after gentle wave of soft ecstasy filling her warmth with his strength. After a long, patient and tender ride Catlyn’s dam burst. She felt like she was flooding him, and she felt like every ounce of her tiny body was filled with his love. His body reacted in kind, releasing long streaks of white light into her. They were still silent, their breathing still deep but not strained. Neither was spent, but the moment was so perfect that they felt no urge to continue. Love had been sought, given and received. They needed nothing now but the night and their love.
Catlyn’s summer back home was a little lonely, but she did love her family and basked in their company. Only the nights seemed too long. Nick was home, working construction. Kara was athletic director at an all-girl’s summer camp down in Wisconsin. E-mails and texts were their lifeline. Nick was having almost the exact same summer as his love. Kara was picking up where she had left off at school, bringing seemingly half the staff of her camp to worship at her altar.
But about the end of July, Catlyn started getting texts she had not anticipated.
Sorry about last night of school. U saved me from a huge mistake. Thank u. PS—my roomie is now terrified of u. Beware the Elf.
About a week later.
How is she? I’m afraid to call her. PLZ don’t tell her I asked.
A while after that.
I have a new outlook on life, on love, on relationships. Elfie, I need a friend, an ally. I don’t remember everything u said that night, but I think you’re pulling for us, too. Elfie, will u help?
Catlyn had been able to be vague in her replies to the other messages. This one required a forthright answer.
Yes, I will help u, because I love K and u r the best thing in the world for her. But u have to be patient, and u have to be damned sure u r ready to go all in when the time comes.
The first few weeks of school were fantastic. The girls had a new apartment off campus and separate bedrooms. Their unofficial third roommate, Nick, figured that his “rent” was to do their dishes and laundry. Kara was more than willing to let him handle her delicates if it meant she didn’t have to go down to the Laundromat.
Nick played a little game with his access to her intimate apparel. It was a very clever game, because he could be damned smart when he wanted to be. He began to skim a bra or pair of panties from Kara’s wash and hide them in Elfie’s closet. Finally, Kara had to confront him about it and then deal with the fact that her best friend surreptitiously caught the whole exchange on her videophone. The entire thing, including Nick taking her into Elfie’s room and revealing the stash piece-by-piece became quite a hit on YouTube. The only thing Nick felt bad about were the creepy comments some guys posted. Kara wasn’t really upset about it, especially after a mystery woman offered her five hundred bucks for the “collection.” She wouldn’t have sold them to a guy, but her new sexual adventurousness allowed her to sell them to a woman.
A week later, Kara got a call from Angela. “You owe me $400, slut!”
“I had to jack up the bid to $500 to get you to sell them. The $100 I won from Carla when I bet her you would actually sell them doesn’t cover it!”
“You bought my underwear! I would have given them to you for free, crazy bitch!”
“It’s okay. I’m going to sell them individually and make four times that. You kids don’t understand business!” Angela laughed and hung up. Kara was reassured. She had begun to worry she had done something really stupid in selling them. Even though she had used PayPal and shipped them with no return address, she had feared that she may have invited a stalker. A little later, she started to get concerned that Angela just might decide to resell them as a joke. She was pretty crazy in her own sweet way. The next Monday, she got a shoe box in the mail with all of her prodigal underwear inside except for one pair of panties… the panties she had worn on her first night with Angela.
While she was folding them, she heard a knock on the door. Kara’s heart skipped. It was two gentle raps, a pause, and then four more gentle raps. The knock Teagen had always used. Not thinking, she rushed to the door with a pair of her panties still in her hand. She opened up to find that it was indeed the girl who had never stopped visiting her dreams and fantasies, the one whose face had popped up in every intimate encounter she’d had since the moment she first met her.
Teagen’s brown eyes darted down to the purple panties in Kara’s hand. “Oooo! I always loved that pair. And the color really popped on YouTube.”
Kara, despite all her wild experiences in recent months, turned a bright crimson for a moment. Then her devilish side kicked in and she nearly handed the panties to Teagen. Of course, Kara had a little more sensitivity than that and squashed the playful impulse. “God, you’re still so fucking beautiful, Teagen. You want to come in?”
“Good. Sit down, shut up and listen.” Kara did as she asked and sat in the living room chair. Teagen sat down on the couch and plopped her heavy book bag on the floor. She took a deep breath and began. “You broke my fucking heart.”
“Still sorry, Teagen. Always will be.”
“You know I thought I was over it. I even started dating.”
“Good for you. I did too.”
“No shit. You’re a fucking legend. One of the girls at your camp knew a couple girls who go to school here. Quite a summer you had. So, I started dating, like I said. I thought I was getting over you. But I wasn’t over you at all, Kara.”
“Shut up. This is hard enough. You did a bad thing to me last spring. But it was out of stupidity and not any sort of mean-spiritedness. I forgive you for that, totally and completely.”
“Thank you,” Kara said with a genuine sense of relief.
“You still need to shut up.” Teagen was holding onto her attitude with her last few ounces of courage; Kara could sense that now. “I fucked a few girls this summer, Kara. Girls I didn’t truly love. I had never done that before. It wasn’t as good as making love to you.” Teagen paused for a moment and then added. “Didn’t totally suck, either.” Kara knew enough not to reply to that at all. “In some way, I needed to do it. Because it wasn’t until I did it that I really and totally accepted how queer I am. My parents hate that I’m gay. They pretend to accept it, but we’re Catholic and it offends them. My brother tells me to my face that I’m going to burn in hell. I was able to sleep with you because I was utterly and completely in love with you and I couldn’t NOT make love to you. And for a long time, I told myself that was why I was gay. I was only doing it because I had fallen so deeply in love with a person who just happened to be a girl. It purified the act.”
Kara felt tears rolling down her cheeks. Her poor baby. “Oh, my sweet girl.”
“Do not fucking cry on me, Kara. Let me tell the whole thing. You see, I got so mad at you and all the girls you were shagging that I decided I needed to prove to you that I could be a sexy bitch, too. So, I threw everything aside and went out to the clubs and found some girls of my own. After I left the first girl’s apartment in the morning, I realized something. I’d had a good time. I liked having sex with girls. After that, I tried a few more. Somewhere in there I decided my family was a bunch of idiots. Girls make me happy.”
“Well, good for you.”
“It really was. And I think it was pretty good for them, too. But it wasn’t great. Only making love to someone I loved was great. Maybe if I’d managed to bang Angela Cash I would feel differently. Sounds like I might have thought she was great even if I didn’t love her.”
“How did you find out that I…?”
“Careful research and a lucky break. Topic for another day. This is about MY self-discovery. Everyone knows about yours. I could keep having sex with more girls. I like it, and it turns out that you’re not the only girl who thinks I’m pretty and sexy. And maybe I’ll fall in love with one of them and good will become great. But right now, I have something keeping me from being able to do that. And I think you understand better than anyone just exactly what that is.”
Kara sat in silence. She had a hundred things she wanted to say, but was terrified to speak a word of it. She waited for Teagen to continue. She didn’t. Instead, her brown eyes looked away as if she was growing tired of waiting. Kara felt her body lurch forward off the couch, and words began to tumble from her mouth as she found herself once again at Teagen’s feet. “I am so incredibly sorry that I hurt you. You are the sweetest, gentlest most beautiful girl I have ever known. I can’t make love to another woman without thinking of you. Teagen, you own my heart. Please, darling baby, take me back.”
“You’re so beautiful, Kara. And every queer girl on campus wants to fuck you now that you’ve got this rep as some kind of superlover. If you are ever unfaithful to me, I will kick you to the curb forever. If you had really completely cheated on me with another girl we would not be having this conversation, do you understand that?”
“But you didn’t cheat. I think I would have taken you back when I cooled down. But I didn’t think that I could ever give you what you really wanted in bed. But now I want the same things, Kara. I finally figured it out. I’ve gotten past what my family did to me. I gave you my virginity, but I still had to convince myself that I only did those things with a girl because she was the love of my life, convince myself that I wasn’t a pervert, only a girl in pure love. But love isn’t pure, is it? It’s messy and complicated and involves every part of your heart, the gentle and the dark. I see that now. And I will share all of that, but only with the girl I really love.”
“And that’s me?”
“It’s always been you, Kara.”
“And you’re the one I’ve ever really loved, Teagen.”
Teagen opened her mouth to speak, but decided she had talked more than enough. She pulled Kara up onto the couch next to her and kissed her. Two sets of lips that had longed for one another for months on end met again and then again. Slender bodies intertwined. Nimble tongues danced. Kara tilted back onto the couch and pulled Teagen on top of her.
“Kara, baby, stop,” Teagen whispered gently.
“What is it?”
“I really, really do want to do this right now. But I also want our second first time to be really special. And I want to spend the night with you when I’m done. Can I come back tonight at seven?”
“Yes, God, yes!”
“Dress nice. You’re taking me out dancing first.”
Teagen kissed her again and then got up. She crossed quickly to the chair where Kara had been sitting and snatched the panties from the arm of the chair where the blonde had left them. Teagen smiled and slid them into her book bag as she headed out the door. Kara sat on the couch, weeping tears of joy and trying to decide exactly what she was going to wear tonight. She also contemplated running to the store and buying new panties since everyone kept taking her old ones.
Moments later, Catlyn walked in and threw herself into Kara’s arms. “I saw her in the hall. She looked so incredibly happy.”
“God, I love her Elfie. I love her so much.”
That evening Kara sat and nervously waited for her love. Her perfect evening wasn’t going well already. Elfie had come down suddenly sick and couldn’t go to Nick’s. But she had promised to stay in her room and out of the way once the girls got home. Elfie seemed to be almost as excited about the evening as Kara. Kara didn’t know quite what Teagen had in mind, but she knew she would say yes to any of it.
Teagen’s knock on the door came at precisely seven. Kara opened the door. Teagen didn’t step in at first. “I forgot to mention something this afternoon. I have completely gotten over Saint Patrick’s Day. But I’m still mad about how you publicly went out and fucked all those girls. It was humiliating for me.”
“Don’t apologize. It won’t do any good. I’ll adore you either way, but it still made it look like you had moved on to other options and left me broken and sobbing on the floor. Probably because I spent about a month continually breaking down and sobbing on the floor.”
“No. There’s a way to fix a lot of it between here and ten o’clock tonight.”
“You’re smart. You’ll figure it out.” Teagen kissed her then, as sweetly and gently as she had ever done. “You are the love of my life, Kara Vandermollen. Don’t let anything that happens tonight make you forget it.”
So, the girls held hands and walked to Kara’s car. Ten minutes later they were at Sappho’s, the obviously named gathering place for girls of their taste. It was Thursday night, and the club was in its dance mode. Sunday through Wednesday nights it was a quiet “let’s talk over drinks” sort of place. When they got to the door, Teagen stopped and glanced at Kara. Kara opened the door for her. She was beginning to catch on.
Teagen took a table right near the dance floor. Those tables were party bars, and it was a certainty that as the club began to fill up in the next hour or so, others would be forced to share their space. “Vodka cranberry, sweetie,” Teagen said softly. “And remember, you have to drive home tonight.” Kara pulled Teagen’s chair out for her before she headed to the bar to get Teagen her drink and convince the pretty girl behind the bar that Kara should get her seltzer and lemon for free since she was the designated driver.
“Kara, when’s the last time I charged you for a drink anyway?” the girl said with a smile. “We haven’t hung out for a while. What are you doing Sunday night?”
Kara had really liked the evening she had spent with this girl, but that wasn’t going to be happening again. “I’m sorry, Miren. I’m with Teagen now.”
“Oh,” she said as she slid the drinks toward Kara. Her lip pouted a bit. “Does she know that?” Kara turned to see that Teagen was out on the floor with a very pretty redhead. She had lasted about one minute alone at the edge of the dance floor before being noticed. Kara shook her head softly and chuckled a little.
“Ain’t she fucking beautiful?” Kara said to the bartender and headed back to the table. As soon as Kara sat back down, Teagen danced her way right back to the table, took a sip from her vodka cranberry and gently stroked Kara’s leg. Then, without saying a word, Teagen took off her light sweater and revealed her backless top. It was nothing more than a spangly triangle of cloth with a tie in the back. She handed Kara the sweater and danced back to her redhead.
Kara went through a series of emotions that night, all of them fairly positive. There was no doubt that she was going to take it in good humor. First of all, Kara just chuckled at herself. She had this coming. Secondly, she chuckled at Teagen. The dark-haired beauty was the least petty person on the planet, but she was indulging herself in a very obvious bit of playful revenge. Then, as the night wore on, Kara began to see how other girls must have felt hanging out with her. There really was a bit of a crowd around Kara all the time, and something of a competition to see who would end up getting the last dance and the trip home with her. Now, with Teagen behaving as if Kara was somewhat disposable, girls were making the effort to edge Kara out of the picture and land Teagen. Certainly plenty of girls approached Kara as well, but after she had politely refused them and told them that she was with someone tonight, they moved on. A few of them might have given pause to try and figure out exactly who Kara was with at first. But after they saw her make a few trips to the bar to bring Teagen a fresh drink, they figured it out. Kara was on the hook to this dark-haired beauty, and she had it bad.
Finally, Kara began to experience a different emotion. Pride. She was going home with the girl who could take over the club if she wanted to. Teagen was truly a sexy, sexy girl. It had been bottled up before. Teagen had been ashamed of more than her desire for girls. Her appeal to them had been fraught with danger to her as well. All the girls who had liked her in the past were honing in on her with their “gay-dar.” They could see in Teagen the thing she denied existed, a sexual hunger for female bodies. Now, Teagen had accepted that in herself.
After two-and-a-half hours of this, Teagen walked off the dance floor, slid through the crowd of girls at their party bar and approached Kara in the corner. She leaned in like she was going to kiss her but swerved away at the last moment, resting her bare back against the front of Kara’s thin blouse. The combination of vigorous dancing and sexual desire had left Teagen’s skin scorching hot. Kara leaned in to kiss Teagen’s bare shoulder, but Teagen simply walked away and headed toward the door. Kara dutifully followed, carrying Teagen’s sweater and little clutch purse. She took long strides to catch up and made sure she opened the door for her girl. She did the same at the car.
“Good girl,” was all Teagen said, but she did give her a very hot kiss as she got into the car. They were silent on the way home, both deep in sexually-charged thought. Kara did notice that Teagen kept an eye on the clock in the car. Actually she realized that Teagen had checked her phone several times at the club but never seemed to be getting or sending messages. Something in Teagen’s grand plan hinged on being somewhere at a certain time. They pulled up at Kara’s building at 9:55.
“Let’s talk about your little sluts this summer,” Teagen said as Kara shut off the car.
“Teagen, be mean to me, not to them, please.”
“I guess that’s fair. So, when you were slutting it up with those sweet, innocent girls this past six months, did any of them stick things in your ass?”
“Only one. I have to trust them a lot to let them do that.”
“Did you stick things up theirs?”
“If they wanted me to. I was almost always the dominant one, but I never forced or coerced any girl at all.”
“Did you make them piss for you?”
“Sometimes. One pissed in a tin can for me. I loved the sound.”
“Did you piss for them?”
“I was saving that for someone.”
“Would you piss in a tin can for me?”
“Can I stick things up your ass?”
“Yes, Teagen.” God help her, Kara was getting turned on by this.
“If I told you to open your mouth and let me piss in it, what would you do?”
“Open my mouth, Teagen.”
“Oh my god,” Teagen whispered before regaining her tough bitch persona. She wore it well, but it wasn’t her nature. “What if I spit in your face and called me your little whore. Um—I mean called you MY little whore.”
“Teagen, I would try to be the best little whore any girl ever had.”
“What if I choked you and slapped your tits?”
“I would believe that it was what I needed.”
“Are you my little bitch, Kara?”
“Yes, Miss Teagen. I’m your little bitch. And not just tonight. Any time you want me to, I will do everything we did at the club and everything you just asked for right now. I’ll be a good girl for you, just sometimes tell me you love me.”
“That’s all I need to know.” Teagen leaned in and gave Kara a sweet kiss. “You are a good girl, Kara. Come inside and let me show you what I do with good girls that I love.” Teagen waited in her seat until Kara got out and opened the door for her. When they got to the apartment, Kara fumbled with her keys to let Elfie know that they were outside the door. She would have fumbled them anyway; she was already shaking with desire. She opened the door to an empty living room.
Teagen didn’t step inside. She turned to her tall, beautiful lover. “I’m tougher than you know, Kara. And I’m all in. Tonight is going to be filled with love, but it is going to be fierce. As fierce as you can stand it, because that’s what I can do—what I want to do—with the girl I love. And get used to what you did tonight, because every time we go out in public you are going to open doors for me and hold my purse and be my little bitch.”
“Yes, Teagen.” Kara was happy to do that for her love.
“But we’re not in public anymore, my love.” Teagen then entered the apartment, crossed to the center of the room and dropped to her knees and elbows. She lowered her head slightly but looked up at her lover. “When we’re alone I will make gentle love to you anytime you ever ask me to. But tonight and any other night you want it to happen I will be your slave. I am yours to have in any way you desire.”
“Oh my god, Teagen,” Kara whispered. “That’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever heard. But Elfie is still here. She’s not feeling well. Maybe we should just go to my room.”
Teagen’s eyes twinkled as she rose and left the living room and headed down the hall. When she came to the bedrooms, she veered left.
“Baby, that’s Elfie’s room!”
“I know, my love. I’ve been here before.” Teagen knocked on Catlyn’s door. “You ready?” she asked the tiny redhead who opened the door.
“Yep, you sure?”
“Positive, Elfie.” Teagen turned to Kara and smiled. She gave a little “come hither” wave and disappeared into Kara’s room. Kara followed, but had a very uneasy feeling about the role of the little redhead in the pink half-shirt that followed them and the camera and tripod already set up in Kara’s bedroom. She was obviously the victim of an unholy alliance. At least she was now pretty sure how Teagen had found out about Angela Cash. Teagen was already on all fours by the time Kara entered and began to cast her eyes about in confusion.
“I figured I needed the tripod so we get a nice steady picture,” Elfie said. “Especially since I might be distracted by the end.” She took her place behind the camera.
“This one does NOT go on YouTube,” Kara said when she had recovered her wits enough to speak. “And try to get more close-ups of the faces. I was never completely happy with my cinematography on yours.” Catlyn stuck out her tongue. Suddenly Kara froze completely. “Wait! Did you talk to Nick?”
“Hell, we even invited Nick,” Teagen said. “He said he’d end up attacking Elfie in the middle and ruining the video. Boys. Anyone else you want me to ask? Should I call your mom?”
“No. It’s totally okay if Mom and Dad never find out about any of this. They’re cool, but not that cool.” Kara took a deep breath and looked at her lovely dark-haired girl. “You ready, baby?”
“Elfie, I don’t have her tied to a desk, so be ready to move the camera.” It was good advice. Kara reached down and snatched her delicate lover by the neck, brought her to her feet and pinned her to the closet door. “Whose little girl are you?” she asked.
“Yours, Kara.” She said in a breathless whisper. “Only yours.”
Kara kissed her passionately and dropped her hand down to the front of Teagen’s short skirt. Kara began to grind her fingers against the front of her lover’s skirt. Teagen let out a little gasp. “God, I can already feel how hot and wet you are, girl.” Teagen still couldn’t find words. “So very, very beautiful,” Kara whispered. “And mine forever.”
“Yes, Kara. Yours forever.”
Kara smiled. “There’s only one way to make love that’s worth a damn. Find what your girl wants and then give it to her. I know what you want, pretty girl. Drop the panties.”
Teagen slid her panties down quickly and stepped out of them. Kara placed a strong but controlled left forearm across the slender girl’s upper chest and pressed her firmly to the door. She trailed the long slender fingers of her right hand up the inside of Teagen’s thigh and plunged them directly into her anxious pussy. Teagen made a sound that was almost a little bark. Kara began driving two long fingers into her lover’s sex. The movements were hard and fast, but there was absolute control and uncanny accuracy in the way she did it. It was rough, but it was pleasure, not punishment. Teagen began to cry out. There were no words, just loud moans and the occasional squeak.
Catlyn was stunned at the way Kara went to work on her. She knew the pleasures of rough sex, but she hadn’t ever seen them delivered by Kara. Unable to get a good shot of what Kara’s fingers were doing because of the skirt, Catlyn focused the camera on Teagen’s beautiful face. Her eyes were closed. Her mouth was open and trembled as she made her ecstatic sounds. She would sometimes wince from the intensity of it, but never from pain. Whatever the girls on campus believed about Kara probably fell well short of the truth. Catlyn felt her body begin to react. She identified completely with the emotions Teagen was experiencing. To give total control to someone you loved and then have them use their dominance to help you discover just how much pleasure you could tolerate was the essence of her relationship with Nick.
Catlyn was so enraptured by the girl’s beautiful face that she nearly missed catching what was happening down below. Teagen’s feet left the floor one at a time, and her legs wrapped around Kara’s waist. Kara’s arm was no longer across her chest but now around her lover and supporting some of her weight. The blonde was no longer driving her long fingers up into her lover, but almost straight across into her. Catlyn was able to catch that pretty well. The skirt had flipped back. She tried to pull the focus wider for a long shot and was then going to focus on Kara’s face for a bit. She didn’t get that shot, because Teagen began to moan very loudly and tossed her head backwards as she gazed to the sky. “Oh god! Oh god! Oh my fucking god!” she cried and then clung wildly to Kara. Teagen’s body began to shudder and her legs slid from Kara’s hips and hit the floor. Kara released her and let her slowly slump to the floor.
“Catch your breath, pretty one,” Kara said. “You only came once. You still have lots of work to do.”
“Yes, Kara,” Teagen panted. “Yes, my love.”
Catlyn looked at her roomie, the girl she knew best in all the world, and saw her sex goddess persona in its full glory. This creature of grace and power and sexuality was the equivalent of Catlyn’s Power Elf. It was only a part of what Kara was, but it was a genuine part. It had been inside her all along. Catlyn pointed a camera at it, but knew that the device would fail to capture its true essence. There was so much more here than the stunning visual.
Catlyn panned down to Teagen, thrilled, overwhelmed and ecstatic. There was so much freedom in what she was becoming. Timid Teagen was no more. The thing that had frightened her most was her own desire. She had released it, given it to her lover and then had it returned to her. Teagen owned that desire now. It no longer frightened her; it just propelled her to seek all the pleasures she had denied herself in the past. “I am ready, Kara,” she said in a voice that sounded meek but contained no fear.
“Fun Box,” Kara said calmly.
“I’ll bet she is,” whispered Catlyn. Kara shot her a dark look and then stifled a giggle. Catlyn put the camera on Teagen’s delicious bottom as the girl rummaged in the closet.
“Ummm?” Teagen said as she turned back to Kara with a slightly confused look on her face.
“Oh, I had to get a new one. Far left corner with the pink bow on it.”
Teagen pulled out a medium-sized black suitcase with the aforementioned bow adorning the top. “Holy shit,” she whispered. What had once been a glorified shoebox was now a genuine piece of luggage. It was nowhere near as large as the one Kara had discovered in a Chicago hotel room, but it was considerably more impressive than what it had replaced.
Teagen opened it and knelt in breathless silence as her brown eyes scanned the contents. The moment allowed Catlyn to get a nice shot of the array of toys in the packed but orderly case. Catlyn felt her hand began to reach toward the case. She wanted to touch the toys, to feel their weight and texture. And, oh, how badly she felt like having Nick stick some of them inside her. Hell, in this moment, only her dedication to him kept her from wanting to have Kara do it.
“Damned hard to stay quiet and uninvolved, isn’t it, Elfie?” she heard a familiar voice purr. Catlyn simply nodded. “Why don’t you help Teagen pick out something?”
“To use on you or on her? The right choices would be very different.”
“My little beauty needs to work on me for a while.”
“Okay. I’ll help her. But first…” Catlyn pulled the little blindfold out of the case and wrapped it around Kara’s eyes. She could sense the thrill the tall girl felt, but only because she was close enough to hear the tiny catch in her breath. Kara’s face and posture displayed complete cool. Elfie kissed Kara on her cheek and then made sure she got a nice shot of her standing still in the center of the room wearing the blindfold.
Catlyn left the camera on her roomie and then knelt beside Teagen, who was still a little overwhelmed by the possibilities. “I-I-I don’t even know what some of these do,” Teagen whispered.
“A couple of them have me kind of flummoxed, too. But I think I understand you and what you need from her. You’re a lot like me. You don’t want to cut loose on her… yet. You want to make her cut loose on you. You have to get her crazy. Use this—and this. But undress her completely first.”
“Thank you, Elfie.” Somehow, it didn’t seem strange or dirty that Teagen kissed her on the mouth in that moment. They had become intimates of a sort, and there was no offer or enticement in the kiss, just fondness—maybe even a bit of love. The camera wasn’t on them, so it became one more secret between the two conspirators that had created this moment.
Teagen rose and began to undress Kara. Catlyn’s favorite moment in the long, slow process of Teagen stripping Kara came when the dark-haired beauty who had lingered on every button of Kara’s blouse, suddenly ripped it open and pulled the bottom free of Kara’s skirt. The sex goddess was taken by surprise by the swiftness of the movement. She gasped and squirmed her legs together.
Teagen seemed to have an endless supply of kisses. Every single article of clothing’s removal was followed by tender, loving kisses to the spot it had covered. Except the panties. There, Teagen moved close, but simply blew a long, slow stream of air along the length of her lover’s exposed sex. The sex goddess whimpered slightly. Catlyn, for the first time, touched the front of her shorts.
Teagen guided her blindfolded goddess’s hand to the tie on the back of her top. With trembling hands, Kara undressed her pretty girl. Teagen had perceived every bit of meaning in Catlyn’s advice. She guided Kara’s hands to the zipper on the back of the skirt. When the skirt fell, leaving her completely naked, Teagen stepped away and returned to the Fun Box. Catlyn, knowing it would come, caught Kara’s subtle hand movement as she attempted to touch Teagen’s beautiful backside and came up empty.
Teagen returned and gently looped a silken sash over Kara’s wrist as she guided both her lover’s hands behind her. There, she looped the sash over the other hand. Kara was not bound, such gentle loops were mere requests to her mistress. Kara would be honor-bound to remain in that position for as long as she could stand it, but was free to use her hands to ravage her lover the moment she could take no more.
Teagen then returned with the second toy Catlyn had suggested she use. Watching the grace of the girl, Catlyn wondered if she was perhaps every bit as delicate and light as the object in her hand. But like the object, there was an unseen strength in the girl. The object, after all, was designed to support weight so well that it had helped its original owner take flight. Kara gave a very loud gasp when Teagen first brushed the long feather against her lover’s bare belly.
“Oh, you delicious little brat,” Kara whispered. Teagen traced the feather up the nape of Kara’s neck, and the blonde tilted her head back. When Teagen trailed it down the other side, Kara tried to catch it with her chin, but it slipped away. Catlyn’s hand played at the waistband of her shorts as Teagen ran the feather beneath Kara’s breasts, but denied the nipples the touch they craved. The little redhead was living through Teagen, now. This was Catlyn’s chosen role, the one who sought to unleash the wild side of her lover.
“She’ll take you in the end,” Catlyn whispered, not meaning it to be heard. But breathless whispers are hard to control.
“Oh, I’d like her to take me in the end,” Teagen said, feeling confident as she made her powerful lover squirm. “I’ve never been taken there before. I saved that for her.”
“Unnn-uuuh!” Kara cried in delicious frustration.
Teagen looked in wonder at the storm she was building up inside her lover. She glanced to Catlyn to share the moment and saw that the girl was dealing with frustrations of her own. Teagen stepped to her and gently pulled Catlyn’s shorts and panties down to the floor. “It’s okay, Elfie. We all know who we are here.” Emboldened and as certain as she was, Teagen still wasn’t about to kiss Elfie again when they were both essentially naked. She placed a tender hand on Elfie’s cheek and then turned back to her work.
Catlyn parted her eager folds with her finger as Teagen knelt and ran the feather up and down Kara’s calves. The little redhead still managed to keep the camera focused on the action. She silently diddled herself in a calm fashion. It felt so relaxing, so freeing. Her strokes became a little more forceful as Teagen teased the feather up Kara’s hamstrings and Kara began to quiver slightly. Then, just short of the cleft of her lover’s backside, Teagen circled around Kara, tracing the feather’s delicate tip just above her shaven sex. From there, she traced a straight line between the breasts and began to slowly circle them, finally, finally grazing the nipples and forcing Kara to throw her head back in a silent scream. Just before Kara lost control, Teagen backtracked right down to where she was before, circling behind and going back down the hamstrings and calves.
Kara was squirming now, and Catlyn was as well. For the first time, Catlyn began to identify with Kara. This was merciless. Catlyn moaned in sympathy as she ground into herself, but the effect of it was only to amplify Kara’s maddening desires. Teagen herself was beginning to show signs of wanting this to move on to something else. She brought the feather up Kara’s hamstrings and gently urged her lover to bend slightly forward. The feather found its way to Kara’s backside, taunting her as it grazed back and forth over the bud of her opening. “Oh, honey, you are asking for trouble,” Catlyn whispered.
Kara pulled free of her sash. Her slender fingers grasped back and found Teagen’s hair. “You beautiful whore,” she groaned and pulled Teagen’s face in to replace the feather.
Teagen’s first mission was accomplished. She had pushed Kara to her limit. Elfie had mentioned this act as a possibility in one of their talks, and Teagen was prepared for it. Elfie would do this for Nick, and she knew that if Teagen was going to truly go all in, this was one of the moments that would test her. It was no test at all. Teagen’s tongue darted out and she began to service Kara’s backside as if she had been waiting for nothing else all day. Kara groaned in satisfaction, but her carnal pleasure was only a small portion of what was happening inside her. “My, sweet, sweet angel. Is this really happening?”
“Anything for you, my love. Anything,” Teagen said and went back to work. Catlyn shed a few tears. They were both angels to her, and they had truly found each other again. She almost missed the next shot. Kara removed the blindfold and then pulled Teagen down between her legs, turning her to her back. She straddled her slender dark-haired love and lowered herself down. Teagen grasped the outside of Kara’s thighs and began to voraciously kiss and suck at her sex. “Thank you,” she said. “It’s a gift to taste my goddess.”
“Too perfect,” Kara whispered, looking up at Catlyn in wonder. “She’s too perfect for me.” Catlyn shook her head. The goddess couldn’t let go of her command. Kara realized what she was doing and sought to rectify it. She reached forward for the Fun Box and pulled it toward her. She got a small silver dildo from the case. She twisted the base and it began to vibrate softly. “You’d better learn to do more than one thing at once, little slut,” she said and handed Teagen the dildo. Teagen hesitated for a moment. There were a lot of different places to go with the toy. “Spit on it and then stick in my ass, you pretty, silly bitch.”
“Sometimes we say ‘I love you’ in the strangest ways,” Catlyn said with a sigh. She had slowed her work on herself now. She hadn’t been seeking to cum, just to be relieved of the awful yearning she’d felt before. That wouldn’t last for long. Teagen slowly worked the little toy into Kara’s hole. Kara’s response was immediate. She dropped her hips down on Teagen, pinning her. Kara was too good at this to smother her girl, though. She would grind and writhe slightly, always leaving room for air. Teagen only had to take as much as she wanted, but she wanted it all. Catlyn became wildly aroused again. Such dominant action on the part of Kara meant that Teagen was achieving her aims. Catlyn knew the thrill of driving a more physically powerful lover to the verge of madness.
Confident now that she wouldn’t hurt Kara with the toy, Teagen began to move it in and out of her hole. Kara groaned in ecstasy and let loose. “You filthy little slut! Fuck my ass! Eat my cunt! You’re a dirty, perverted dyke, Teagen! You’re a little bitch who wants a pussy ground in her face!”
“I am! I’m such a whore!”
“Own it, Teagen! That’s it! Own it!” Catlyn cried. She was banging herself frantically now. It was almost like she was reliving her own first time as a submissive.
“I’m gonna cum on your face, filthy bitch!” Kara said, grabbing Teagen’s hair and pinning her head to the floor.
“O-o-o-oh, fuck!” Catlyn heard a high-pitched voice cry. It was her own; she had lost control and made herself cum. Seconds later she heard Kara’s lusty moan as she delivered on her promise to cum on Teagen’s face.
“Take the camera off the tripod, Elfie,” Kara commanded when she caught her breath. She rose and then leaned down to whisper in her roomie’s ear. “Grab the smaller set of beads. Don’t let Teagen see them.” The tall blonde pulled her lover to her feet by her shining black hair. “Listen to me, Teagen. You are making me crazy, and I am going to do things with you that I have never done with anyone before. It’s going to be filthy and awful and rougher than I have ever gone. Do you want that?”
Teagen’s eyes were watering from the grip on her hair that was tighter than ever before. “Make it hurt, baby. I think I want it to hurt. Punish me for being such a dirty fucking queer.”
“I love you, little one,” Kara whispered as she leaned close to her ear. “With all my heart, forever.” Kara pulled back and gently forced Teagen’s mouth open. She spat in it. “I’m going to show you just how fucking dirty a queer you can be.”
“Thank you,” Teagen said breathlessly after swallowing the spit.
Catlyn saw it then, the thing she had hoped for most in Teagen. What Catlyn had learned on Valentine’s Day, Teagen was learning now. The shame of the way you thought when you were a child or a teenager could never really, really go away. Part of you would always feel guilty, would always want to cringe just a little bit in humiliation when you submitted to someone’s base desires. But if you were wired in a certain way—and Catlyn and Teagen definitely were wired that way—then you craved the shame, the humiliation. It could fuel you toward ecstasy. For good girls like them to do “dirty” things was a special thrill, almost a drug-like rush. For the lover who urged them onto those things to then turn around and “punish” them with base words and even a bit of pain took things to a level beyond any of it. It was either the most perfect chain of logic or utter nonsense, but it was the way Catlyn, and now Teagen, experienced the world.
Kara was something different, but Elfie understood her, too. Like Nick, she thrilled at the domination of a sexual partner, but only because in the end they were giving that partner something that they craved. Neither Nick nor Kara would ever be capable of coercing submission. They could only take it when freely offered. Kara could in turn give domination to any girl who desired it, but she could only go so far with a girl she didn’t adore. None of the girls really knew what her limit would be with the love of her life, especially when that girl had just requested that it hurt.
Kara pulled Teagen roughly by the hair into the bathroom. Catlyn tagged along as best she could, trying to get shots of faces and naked bodies as she moved down the hall. With the order to follow and the demand for the beads, Kara had commanded her, too. And while she still didn’t want to make love to a girl, she was so deep into Teagen’s experience that she felt a thrill at the control being exerted over her. Kara was in her stride, and it was going to be a privilege to see her work.
“Get in the bathtub, on your back and hold your cunt open.”
“Yes, Kara!” Teagen said, frantically scrambling to follow her orders.
“You have a beautiful little pussy.”
“I want you to grow a little hair on it from now on. I love your black hair. Trim it up into a nice design for me.”
“God, you’re a pretty little whore.”
“And you’re the most beautiful woman in the world.”
“Of course you’d say that. You want me to do dirty things to you. Piss for me, pretty bitch.” Teagen let go of a long stream of piss. It arced gracefully into the air toward the drain. Catlyn had stopped at the end of the tub and caught every second of it, even managing to get a little of Teagen’s gorgeous face into the shot. There was so much shame and humiliation in that face, but her body practicaly crackled with desire. “Oh, now you made me have to go, too,” Kara grumbled. She straddled the tub with her long legs and perched over Teagen’s legs. Teagen and Catlyn simultaneously caught their breath. Kara released a stream of warm shining liquid onto Teagen.
It was the raunchiest act Elfie had ever witnessed. Nick just couldn’t do it to her. Elfie decided she might need to revisit that topic with him. “Oh, my god,” Teagen sobbed. “I’m such a whore.”
“Only for me, baby girl. Only for me.”
“Yes! Yes! Only for you.”
“But you still deserve to be punished for it. Get on all fours. That’s it. Stick that pretty little ass up at me.” Teagen lowered her head and raised her slender white bottom toward her lover. “Dirty!” Kara said and smacked Teagen with more force than Catlyn had expected. There was an immediate red mark on the perfect skin. “Filthy!” Kara cried and smacked her again. This time Teagen sobbed a little. “Perverted!” “Dyke!” “Queer!” “Whore!” “Slut!” Each word was followed by a healthy smack. In truth, Nick hit Catlyn far harder, but Catlyn thought that these smacks might have hurt Teagen more. She was more delicate by nature. Her bottom was bright red now, but there were no welts or gashes. Kara would be rough, but like Nick, she wouldn’t cause any injury.
“I deserve it,” Teagen said softly. “I should be shamed.”
“Oh, little one, I haven’t even started shaming you yet. Get up on your knees over here. Kara folded the rug so that Teagen had a kneeling pad. “Give me those, Elfie.” Catlyn handed Elfie the long string of beads. The beads were fairly small, not much bigger than marbles, but it was a long string of them. “Now, you haven’t done many kinky things before, but you’re enough of a dyke to know what these are, aren’t you?” Teagen nodded and then looked down at the floor. Her tears from the spanking had stopped, but Catlyn knew there would be tears of shame forming in the girl’s eyes now. Kara wrapped the string tightly around Teagen’s wrists. “They’ll be put to their proper use soon enough.” She looked so helpless, so small, bound in front of her towering lover. Kara grabbed her by the back of the hair and shoved her face into Kara’s sex. Teagen was in an awkward position, leaning forward from her knees and having her wrists bound. If she hadn’t had her head in Kara’s pussy, she probably would have toppled forward. But Kara was helping, too. By clutching Teagen’s hair and controlling her movements she gave added balance.
Catlyn focused the camera on Kara’s face for a long moment. Her persona played at anger and contempt, but out of Teagen’s view Kara’s face betrayed her true emotions. She was nearly weeping from the joy and ecstasy of experiencing her love like this. She repeatedly mouthed the words, “I love you so much! I love you so much!” but never gave them voice.
Catlyn moved the camera to Teagen’s face. She was too busy to be mouthing words, but her eyes shone with something Catlyn understood. Pride. There comes a moment in a satisfying first sub experience when you realize, “I’m doing this! I can do this any time I want! I am stronger than my fears!” Catlyn had certainly experienced it. Teagen latched onto Kara’s clit and brought her to the edge of orgasm. Then, she switched to long slow licks, keeping her lover hanging torturously close to release.
“Little tease!” Kara cried and held Teagen tightly to her sex. Her knees finally gave way as her body bucked in the throes of her climax. The lovers ended face-to-face, kneeling and supporting each other’s weight.
“God, you two are beautiful,” Catlyn whispered as she touched herself more softly now that the lovers were at rest.
Kara recovered her strength. She rose and took Teagen by the bound wrists and raised them up over her head without pulling the girl to her feet. Teagen was mercilessly off-balance and utterly under Kara’s control. “So, Teagen, what did you wear to your First Communion?”
A shocked look in her eyes, Teagen answered quietly, “A white dress, Kara.”
“White gloves. White hat. White socks and shoes and light pink panties.”
“Exact same thing I wore,” Catlyn whispered. “Exact.”
“And look at you now,” Kara said. Catlyn was stunned at this. The goddess was digging frightfully deep. She was going to make Teagen let go of all of it. Kara turned to Catlyn and winked. She would go somewhere with this, but apparently not now. She pulled Teagen up by her wrists. “Get back in the tub.” Teagen awkwardly clambered into the bathtub. Catlyn gasped as the waifish beauty started to stumble, but Kara caught the girl instantly. She would never let her love get hurt.
Teagen started to spread her legs, but decided at the last second to clamp them shut. She was passively asking for more rough play. Kara obliged. She reached over Teagen’s bound arms and pinched her nipple. Teagen whimpered but did not oblige. Kara started to reach for the other nipple but rapidly changed direction, covering Teagen’s nose and mouth with a long thin hand. Teagen squirmed a bit and tried to push against her with her bound hands, but realized that Kara held advantages in strength, length, leverage and situation. Teagen opened her legs. Catlyn’s hand began to dig harder again. Nick choked her. God, she loved it when he did. It was about the only thing that completely panicked her. It always would. Pain, The Power Elf, and maybe Teagen, could endure almost forever.
Kara roughly unwrapped the string of beads from Teagen’s wrists. They weren’t much bigger than the marbles Catlyn’s brothers used to call “shooters.” With a gentle stroke of Teagen’s hair, Kara began to insert the beads into her lover’s sweet pussy. Kara moved down and gently kissed and stroked her lover’s most intimate places as she did. Catlyn lost count of how many went into Teagen, the camera would catch it. But then, one at a time, Kara pulled them back out. Teagen was remarkably tight. She had always insisted on only the most slender of toys. Though the beads were small, each one stretched her a bit on the way out. And Kara was so slow and deliberate that she made each bead’s exit an exquisite experience. Teagen would hold her breath in anticipation and then sigh as the bead came out. “Eight,” Catlyn said as the final bead popped free.
“Now that they are all slicked up,” Kara said. “Let’s put them where they belong.” She picked up Teagen’s knees and bent forward to the bud of her ass. Kara spit on it and rubbed it in. Teagen closed her eyes, and her muscles obviously tightend.
“Don’t fight it, sweetie. Just let them go in. It’s way easier.”
“Thanks, Elfie. I’ll try.” Teagen let out a long slow breath and strove to follow Catlyn’s advice. Catlyn had never actually done this with beads before; she had learned to accept a much more formidable invader. But Teagen’s fears were still there, and Kara had to use some force to get the first bead into her lover. In just a second, it popped right back out.
“I’m sorry, Kara. I’m so, so sorry. I’m trying to be a good girl!”
“It’s okay, little bitty pretty one. Sometimes a girl has more than just the bead come back out on the first try. That’s why you’re back in the tub.” The look on Teagen’s face was so confused that even Catlyn, who was incredibly aroused by what she was privileged to witness on this night, had to giggle. But Catlyn soon understood. Teagen didn’t realize that Kara had placed the bead in her. She thought it was a finger. And she thought she had pushed out something worse than the bead. Catlyn shot a glance to Kara. She had understood the whole thing from the beginning and her words had been designed to reassure Teagen that she hadn’t just shit on her lover without ever calling her on having thought so.
This time Teagen took the bead far easier. “You will keep that in there, now, understand? They only come back out when I say so.”
“Yes, Kara. Thank you for your patience.”
“You’re such a pretty little slut. It makes me want to be patient.” Contradicting her own words, Kara suddenly began to assault Teagen’s pussy with two fingers again. Teagen groaned in pleasure and simultaneously strained to hold the bead in place. “Good little girl,” Kara said proudly and lowered her mouth to Teagen’s clit. Catlyn was impressed by how limber her tall roommate was. It couldn’t have been easy for such a tall girl to maneuver in such tight quarters. Catlyn then realized that it probably wasn’t the first time this goddess had ravaged a girl in a bathtub. As Teagen began to squeal in ecstasy, Kara pushed another bead into her hole. Then again. Kara was pacing them somewhat deliberately. She seemed to be there to push one in at the very second Teagen’s body might have wanted to force the last back out.
Catlyn was grinding, now. She was definitely going to get Nick some beads to use on her. His thick cock in the front, the beads in her ass. Catlyn struggled to remember the video at all. She thought that Kara must have five of the beads into the girl by now. Kara seemed to think it was enough.
“One more, please, my goddess. Show me what a whore I can be,” Teagen moaned. Kara obliged her little pet. Catlyn came for the second time as Teagen grunted and then began to wail.
Kara was bringing her over, granting her an orgasm as relief. Even when Teagen had been draped over The Power Elf’s shoulder and cursing away, Catlyn had never heard her this loud. “I love you! OHHHHHH!” Teagen cried at the last and slumped back like a wet towel dropped onto the floor of the tub. She was barely conscious. She still held every one of the beads in her ass. “I’m a good slut,” she whispered repeatedly. “I’m a good slut.”
“Yes you are, baby girl. The best and the prettiest.” Kara kissed her sweetly on the lips. Then, one at a time she pulled the beads from Teagen. Each one was greeted with a loud whimper and then a sigh of relief. “Rest, baby,” she whispered. Kara crossed to the sink and meticulously washed and dried each of the beads. When she was done, Elfie offered a hand to take them. Kara shook her head. She took the camera away from her roomie and took a long, lingering shot of her love, from her little toes to the tip of her head. “Carry her again,” Kara whispered gently to The Power Elf.
Catlyn followed the direction. Teagen’s naked sex was on her shoulder and her reddened backside was pressed to her cheek. The whole evening was charged with sex, but there was nothing more than intimate friendship between the tiny redhead and the girl she carried. “It’s been a long time since I wished I was gay,” Catlyn said with a wistful tone that was only part in jest.
“Teagen or I couldn’t be rough enough for you. You’re better off with Nick. That sweet boy can be an absolute brute.”
“Yeah,” Catlyn said with a smile. “And I’m going to go over and make him prove it pretty soon.” She started down the hall with the limp form of a beautiful girl draped across her shoulder. Kara followed her down the hall, filming every moment. When they reached the room, Kara pulled the pillows to the floor and made a backrest against the bed. She motioned for The Power Elf to put the waifish girl down.
Kara handed Elfie the camera and sat down next to Teagen who snuggled in against her lover as she sat next to her. “Elfie, get this last part and then you’re done for the evening. My darling baby girl,” she whispered in Teagen’s ear. “I love you, respect you and adore you.” Teagen looked up at her with dreamy eyes and started to speak. “Sh-shh, baby. You showed everything you would ever need to say.” Teagen snuggled back into her. “Now, I wasn’t being mean when I asked you about First Communion and your pretty white dress. Someday, Elfie is going to stand up in front of a church in a pretty white dress and make a promise to Nick.” Catlyn nodded silently in agreement. She remembered that later, because the camera slowly rose and fell on the video. “And someday, Teagen, when this state gets its head out of its ass, I hope you will put on a pretty white dress and stand in the front of a church with me.”
“Probably not the same church she was in before,” Catlyn muttered. But the wisecrack got lost in the moment as Teagen threw her arms around Kara and held her tight.
“I want babies, Kara. I want us to have babies,” she whispered. “Can we do that?”
“I would love that, Teagen.” Wordlessly, they turned to Elfie, there was a question there, but the little redhead needed it to be given voice.
“Would you let him…?” Teagen asked at last. On the video, the camera rose and fell silently. “Do you think he would?” There was a moment’s hesitation as Catlyn thought about the response from the boy she knew so well. He had never had another, but this was…. The first time Catlyn had made love to Nick, she saw forever. She saw them married, raising children and still loving one another when they were old and gray. Now, she realized that Kara and Teagen were part of that forever, too. They would always be the dearest of friends, family. Catlyn and Nick’s children would call them them Aunties Kara and Teagen. And as Catlyn saw forever this time, she saw the beautiful children these girls would raise. And those children would call her Aunt Elfie. She wondered if Nick would see all of that when he looked at Kara and Teagen, and she knew that he would. With his true love’s blessing and the love he held for these girls, would Nick help create those beautiful children? Catlyn knew that her love could only give one answer to that question.
Slowly, the camera rose and fell.
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