Instructions (Poses 2)
by LT Studio

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Story codes: Fdom, FF, MM, rom, seduction, teen, first

Lucia Mascherano tells Syd what's expected of her if she accepts
the role of slave. Syd discovers that there's more to her
friendship with Emily than she thought.

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Part 1: Instructions

"No. Leave the panties," Lucia said as Syd started to get
dressed.

"But..." Syd said, biting her lip.

Lucia shook her head. "What is the rule about saying no?"

"I...I can't say it?" What had she gotten herself into? She came
for some prom photos and ended up losing her virginity to a
woman...and her husband. Now Lucia wanted her to go out without
panties when she was wet with sex.

"You can say no, but you have to acknowledge that I've given you
an order. Then I might let you say no."

"Yes, Lucia."

"Why do I want your panties?"

"A trophy?"

"Complete sentences, Syd," Lucia said into Syd's ear while
running her fingernail down over Syd's ribcage. Syd pressed her
thighs together, surprised that after having so many orgasms, she
could still get horny.

"You want my panties for a trophy."

Lucia grabbed her breast and pulled on the nipple. "No. I want to
smell them when Tom eats me tonight. You're so sexy, Syd, I
could fuck you all night. I haven't even sat on your face yet.
But you need to go home before your mother and boyfriend get
concerned. Why did you say 'but'?"

Syd leaned back against Lucia, revealing in the stimulation.
"God, I want that."

Lucia bit her ear just hard enough for it to sting. "Answer my
question and then tell me how much you want me to fuck you."

"I'm all wet. I can't put go on the bus like this."

"Fair enough. I'll give you another pair to wear. My, you are
wet. Look how easy my fingers slid in."

Syd closed her eyes as Lucia brought her close to another orgasm.


"No. Don't come, my darling." She pulled her fingers up to Syd's
belly.

"Lucia, please. I'm so close."

Lucia pulled her fingers away. "Sydney, are you ready for this?"

"I think so. Would you?" She pulled Lucia's hand towards her
pussy. "Please?"

Lucia pulled Syd's offending hand behind her back. "There are
times when you can explore and demand. But not now. Not when I'm
training you. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Lucia."

"Good. 'I think so' means you have doubts. What are they?"

"I don't know exactly what 'this' is."

"This is being my slave. This is me using you for my pleasure.
This means too much to explain right now, but it definitely means
you're going to spend the next week constantly aroused. It
definitely means I own your orgasms and will tell you when,
where, and who to fuck. Does that scare you?"

"Only a little bit."

"Does it excite you?"

"Yes."

"I want you to think about this next week before you decide.
Right now, you're so aroused, you'd fuck a dog if I told you to."

"I don't want that, mistress."

Lucia kissed her cheek. "I don't want that either. But if I did,
you'd have to. Do you understand?"

"Yes. What if I can't? I mean, what if I get to frightened or
just...The idea is so gross."

"You know I'm going to push you, just like I did today. But I'm
also going to respect your limits." She released Syd's arms and
kissed her deeply, sliding her finger back into her sopped cunt.

"This week, I have an assignment for you, and it starts now.
Imagine Emily's breasts."

Syd's breath deepened as Lucia kept her on the edge of coming.
She remembered the weight of Emily's breasts when they had felt
each other.

"Now describe them for me."

"They're big. Not as big as yours, but they were heavy in my
hands and her nipples are...oh, oh, oh god..."

Lucia pulled her finger out. "Continue."

"They stick out... I can't describe the shape. They're nice."

"Imagine her nipple in your mouth."

"Mmm-hm." Syd sucked on her lip, imaging tasting her best
friend's boobs. "They're salty and... She has this smell. I don't
know the words, Lucia."

Lucia put her finger back in Syd. "That's alright. Keep thinking
about them. Take as much of those sweet tits into your mouth as
you can. That's it, Syd."

Syd was licking her lips trying to create the sensation of
Emily's tits. Emily's face appeared in her mind, her eyes closed
as Syd squeezed her on tit while she explored the other. Emily's
breath got deeper. I'm almost there, Syd.

"Oh god, Emily," Syd cried out as she came.

"Very good," Lucia said. "Do you have classes with her?"

"I have three classes with her."

"Good. Before each of the classes you have with her, go someplace
private like the bathroom and touch yourself until you get wet.
Don't come. I want you to do this every day."

Syd nodded.

"When you get home for school, you're going to be very horny. In
fact, now that I've awakened all of that passion, you'll be very
horny a lot. But before you masturbate, you have to write
something for me. Write it on paper and hide it so you're mom
doesn't find it."

She swallowed. She was indeed very horny, despite the powerful
orgasm. "What do I have to write?"

"You have to finish your fantasy about Tom fucking Austin.
Absolutely don't mention me or Tom by name. Don't even hint at
our identities. Imagine an actor fucking Austin. You're not
allowed to touch yourself until you've described it in detail."

"I understand, but I'm not sure I can. That was just a moment.
I've never had thoughts like that."

"I understand, darling, but before today, you never admitted to
yourself that you wanted a woman. You didn't know about your
submissive streak. You can do this."

"I'm not sure I want to. It feels wrong. Like its hurting him
somehow."

"I hear you, little one. But if you're going to come back here
for anything more than boring prom photos, that's something you
have to do. You need to remember that what you fantasize about
doesn't hurt anybody. Austin won't be taking Tom's cock unless he
wants it. Of course, he might not know he wants it. It's my role
to figure that out. Can you do that?"

"Yes, master."

Lucia smiled. "Be careful with that. There's one more thing I
need to tell you about before you find your bus. Who has more
power in our relationship, you or I?"

"You!"

"Not at all. All I can do is tell you to do things. If you don't
want to, you can leave. It will end our games, but you can do
that. That's power. But you have another power, one much more
potent. The last time I took somebody so young and naïve as a
slave, she..." Lucia turned away for a moment. "It didn't end
well."

"I don't understand how that gives me more power than you."

"It means you can walk away and there's nothing I can do. If you
freak out and slander me, it won't matter that you're legal.
People will see me as a older Latina lesbian praying on a pretty,
innocent white girl. You could cost me a lot."

"I would never do that! I...God, Lucia, after what you've showed
me, given me, I couldn't even think about it."

"I know." She kissed Syd. "But we need to acknowledge that. I'm
going to take a precaution. It's not that I don't trust you, but
after you leave, I'll set up a system that can send pictures of
you to the internet if you try to ruin my life. They'll go to
your mother, your friends, and your school. It won't ruin your
life, but it will make it difficult. Do you understand?"

"I understand what you'll do, but not why. Don't you trust me?"

"I do, but the last time I took on somebody as young as you, it
went terribly wrong. You're protection is you're rich and famous,
if even only as somebody's daughter. My protection is the
ability to humiliate you."

"I'd die before I'd tell people I'd talk to the press or anybody
about being DLC's daughter. I love him, but it's embarrassing. I
never know if somebody likes me or just wants some connection to
him."

"And I'd die before I'd hurt you on purpose by sending out those
photos. Now finish getting dressed. When you get home, remember
that you can't touch yourself tonight. Also, tell your mother
that I've offered you a job here as my assistant."

"What?"

Lucia smiled. "It's a real job. You'll be eating my peach anytime
I'm horny, which, with you around, will be often. But you'll
also be helping with real work. You're going to learn a lot, both
about who you really are and about photography."

Syd hugged her. "Thank you, master."

Part 2: School

Syd managed to focus on her excitement over the work part of her
new role with Lucia when she told her mom about the offer. She
even succeeded in describing how much fun she had modeling
without giving away the seduction Lucia had been orchestrating
and its climax...es.

Once she went to bed, however, she felt like she was gushing with
excitement. She imagined Lucia getting her to confess more
intimate details and stripping down. The embarrassment she felt
as Lucia convinced her to take off her sweater was hugely
exciting. She wasn't touching herself, exactly, but pushing her
thighs together. She wondered if she could come just from
remembering Lucia's touches. Her hand crept down her belly until
her fingertips rested against the top of the panties Lucia had
given her. She imagined Lucia burying her face in the wet panties
she left behind and moaned. She pushed her fingers in until the
brushed against her pubes.

God, she promised not to touch herself. She could just lie about
it. It would feel so good to come. God, she needed to come so
bad.

Shit. She couldn't. She knew she'd admit lying the next time she
saw Lucia. It was like Lucia could read her mind. She dug in her
pack and got out a notebook and pen. Using her phone for light
under her covers, she started to write:

     Austin is naked.

She crossed that out and wrote.

     Austin is on his knees with his jeans pulled down. A man is
     behind him, rubbing his butt.

She giggled. This was so weird. Austin had to be the one rubbing
butts!

     Austin sits on the bed, leaning over me. He's rubbing my
     ass. I want him to touch me boobs but he just wants to play
     with my butt. It feels good, though

She rolled over enough to press her ass into a pillow and tried
to rub it like a hand. It wasn't the same. God, she needed to
touch her boobs. Or kiss Lucia's. Fuck. She needed to finish the
damn story so she could get off.

     A man comes into the room. Austin is busy playing with my
     butt and asks me to play with his dick. His cock. He pulls
     his jeans down and lies down next to me. I stroke him and
     wonder if he can smell how turned on I am. Does he know he
     can go beneath my belly chain now? God, i want his cock
     inside of me.

     But he is really caught up in my hand job and my ass and
     doesn't notice how turned on I am. Or maybe he doesn't care.
     Come on, Austin, pay attention to my boobs. They're nice!

     Shit. Sorry, X, I got distracted. The man comes in and he
     sits down next to us. He

Syd threw her pen across the room. She couldn't imagine this. She
just wanted to picture them on prom night. Austin finally paying
enough attention to her boobs. Him kissing his way down her
belly and then kissing her down there. God, yes. She was still a
virgin there. Lucia had just fingered her and Tom had fucked her.
But neither of them had gone down on her. She imagined holding
Austin's head as he licked her. He kept one hand on her boobs. Oh
God!

Syd dosed off, her hand still in her panties.

The next morning she woke and remembered she had given in and
touched herself. Frowning, she wondered if Lucia would take back
everything. How weird. She really wanted to be a sex slave. It
was so silly, but just thinking of it made her horny.

In the shower, she briefly thought about Lucia forcing her to go
to school with "Lucia's Toy" written on her forehead in black
marker. She had to stop soaping herself or she'd masturbate
again. She had better figure out how to write that stupid story
soon.

Sitting in the bathroom with her hand in her panties before class
with Emily, it was easy to imagine Emily's breasts. They were so
wonderful. How had she not allowed herself to admit how much she
wanted them before? The hard part was stopping herself before
coming. She was so turned on.

"Hey Syd. Are you okay? You look hot." Emily said as she slid
into her seat, late for class.

"I'm fine." Did Emily mean hot like sexy? No. She meant flushed.
She did feel feverish. Emily looked hot. Her usual goth
outfit--white dress shirt under a black sweater and a black
skirt. No, don't look at her tits.

The next break was harder for Syd. She was imaging feeling up
Emily as she raced to the bathroom, but stopping without coming
was harder. If Nicole and Georgina hadn't come in, she wouldn't
have been able to.

"What's going on, Syd?" Emily asked her after their next class.
"Are you feeling okay?"

"I'm fine, I just...I ate something and I'm really uncomfortable.
I've got to run."

Emily jogged with her towards the bathrooms. "Shrimp again? You
should know better, Syd."

Thank God for her food allergy.

"Yeah, that was dumb. I just need..." She pointed to the
bathroom.

"Yeah, sorry."

In the stall, her belly did hurt, but it was nerves. She was
going to try to seduce her best friend. God, it would ruin her
life. She didn't have any other friends, really. She wanted to
cry almost as much as she wanted to come. She was supposed to be
in love with Austin and now she was a virtual stranger's sex
slave and plotting to take down Emily's panties and plant her
face in her fat little cunt. Emily wasn't actually fat, really.
Just curvy and sexy. She licked her fingers, then cleaned up and
told the school nurse she was suffering form food poisoning.

At home, she forgot about her homework and went right to the
story. She needed to be free to come hard before school. Maybe
before the shower and during it. Anything to prevent a repeat of
the day. No breaks this time. Just go right at Austin getting a
cock in his ass.

     Austin is in the studio with me, getting our pictures taken.
     He's really horny because he. He just is. He's really
     horny. So he's caressing my ass. I don't want him to do that
     in front of the camera and he gets mad at me. He says I
     won't put out and its not fair. I remind him we promised
     after prom and he says he's waited too long. He unzips his
     pants. I'm crying because he doesn't like me, just my butt.
     I'm naked and the camera snaps. I don't know how. I just got
     naked. Austin undressed me. He didn't unzip his pants until
     he undressed me. It was really embarrassing that he did
     that in front of the camera and I'm mad at him.

     He unzips his pants now. His dick is big and he points to
     it. I know what he wants me to do, but I'm angry and
     embarrassed and not turned on because all he cares about my
     butt and sometimes my legs. He says I'm cute when I'm mad
     and I throw a banana at him. I guess there was a banana on a
     table near us. There was.

     I'm sorry, but if I stop and cross out stuff or try to
     rewrite, I won't be able to do this.

     There's bunch of bananas, and I throw them all at him. He
     grabs one and makes a fucking gesture.

     "Not until you kiss my boobs! I mean really kiss them.
     Pretend they're Emily's if you have to." I'm crying because
     I want to him to like my boobs and I know he doesn't. But he
     holds me and says he's sorry. Then he gets on his knees and
     starts to kiss them. Its kind of half-assed, though. I can
     tell he's just doing it so I'll let him have sex with me.
     Then I see a guy in the room. I'm embarrassed because I'm
     naked and Austin is kissing my breasts and he's holding a
     banana against my thigh. It's humiliating which makes me
     more made at Austin. I'm really mad at Austin. I didn't know
     how mad I was until right then. I don't know why he's
     dating me, since he doesn't really like me like that.
     "Austin, I'm sexy. I'm not fucking cute!" I say. I yell it,
     really. The guy nods. He's older and I can see he's naked
     too, and his penis is sticking out.

     "I know, babe." Austin says, but I can tell he doesn't. I
     push him away from me and I use my finger to signal that
     other guy.

     Then we're on the bed. We got there by... because. I...no,
     Austin lead me there. He said he wanted to show me how sexy
     he thinks I am. So we're on the bed, and he's naked. He got
     that way just before he put me on the bed. He carried me
     over, resting the banana on my belly. No, that's weird. He
     just carried me over.

     Why am I so mad at him? I just am. But he puts me down and
     we're kissing and he's rubbing my ass. It feels good, so I
     leave one hand on there and take his other hand and put it
     on my boob. "Play with it, baby. I like that so much."

     He starts to do it, too. He circles around my nipple, really
     light so I shiver and I moan. I'm starting to get turned
     on. I can feel his dick pressing against my thigh. He starts
     kissing my neck and ear while he plays with my nipple. I'm
     really wet now. God, it so hot with him touching me the way
     I want. His fingers slip into my crack and brush against my
     pussy. I push against him. He's in me up to a knuckle. God,
     this is hot.

     Then I feel another hand on my ass. It's bigger and more
     callused. It's pushing me into Austin's finger. He's in me
     almost all the way and I'm kind of bucking against him. I
     can feel his dick between my thighs.

     The guy is kissing Austin's neck. Biting it really. He's
     moaning. Austin is, not the other guy. Austin is fucking
     between my legs now. I've never let him do that, but he's
     fingering me and kissing boobs and I'm pretty close to
     coming.

     "Let me in you, baby," Austin says. I want him in me really
     bad, but I say no for some reason. Then I tell him he has to
     make me come like I've done dozens of times for him.

     "Sure, baby." He says. But at this point, he's just fucking
     my thighs. The man is holding us together and I realize his
     hips are moving with Austin's. He holds out a finger, like
     for me to suck and I do. I suck it all the way in and kind
     of bob on it like I did when I sucked off Austin. I want
     Austin to see it. You know, to get jealous. God, yeah,
     Austin, I think, watch me suck this random dude. See how
     turned on I am?

     Then the guy takes his finger out of my mouth and...God, I'm
     really horny and I don't know how this is supposed to work.
     Shit. I think he...yeah, he takes his finger and he puts it
     on Austin's asshole. God, that's dirty. Austin is
     surprised, but he's fucking my thighs. He's kind of
     forgotten about fingering me, so I'm mad again. Why am I so
     mad at Austin? I don't know. Emily wouldn't do this, that's
     for sure.

     The guy, his finger is in Austin's ass now. I see Austin's
     eyes get big, like he's surprised, but he doesn't say
     anything. He just rubs my ass and fucks my thighs. Then he
     says oh god and, Oh, God, the dude's dick is in Austin's
     ass. He's fucking Austin. They're moving in rhythm with. No,
     the it's like a sign wave. Sine wave. You know, Austin is
     going in my thighs and the guy is out, then he pushes in
     while Austin pushes back against him. Why isn't anybody
     fucking me? Why am I imagining this like this? Why do I want
     to touch myself so badly. God, I want to come so much right
     now. I'm really horny. I wish this guy would finish off
     Austin and both of them would fuck me. God, yeah, the guy is
     really pounding Austin now. Austin is grunting and chanting
     fuck, fuck, fuck over and over again. I can tell he's going
     to come. And he does. It's wet and warm and slick between
     my thighs.

     "Eat me." I tell Austin. I make him eat me. God, put his
     face in his own come. I'm touching myself now.

     My god, that was good. I came so hard. I couldn't write
     while that was happening, though. Sorry :) I'm still mad at
     Austin, even though I just imagined him eating me for the
     first time. I'm sorry. This is horrible.

Syd pulled her knees to her chest and cried. Why was she so mad?
She wanted to humiliate Austin and he was really a sweetie. He
just liked big tits. But so did she. She wanted to get up and go
to Lucia's studio and have Lucia fuck her. Or make her bury her
face in her cunt. It was hot, imagining Austin eating her. Lucia
would be even better, though. Maybe she was in love with Lucia.
Damn. Her life was a disaster. A sexy, hot disaster.

Part 3: School Again

She masturbated twice before school, both times her mind shifting
between Lucia, Austin and Emily...and a banana. She came hard in
the shower imaging Lucia making out with Emily while Emily
shoved a banana deep inside of her.

She wore two panties and a pad to keep her arousal from being too
apparent. The combination kind of worked. Touching herself
didn't get so out of control she had to use the shrimp excuse
again, but she felt awkward around Emily. Half the time she
looked at her, she thought about them becoming lovers. Emily got
weird again. God, she was destroying her life.

But that wasn't the worst part. No, that came after school when
she saw Austin. Tuesdays were their "date" days. He didn't have
practice or other obligations, so he came over to her house and
they made out. But she didn't want to.

She broke away from kissing him. "Let's not this week, Austin. I
mean, prom is in less than two weeks and that's going to be
special."

"But babe, we're almost there. Why hold back now?"

"God, Austin, don't you ever care what I want?"

"Of course! I just don't know where this is coming from."

"Its coming from me wanting our first time to be special."

"I don't get how not making out today makes that more special.
That doesn't make sense, babe." He squeezed her ass.

God. She almost grabbed his hands and put them on her boobs. They
don't bite. Instead she said, "I don't know, okay? It just does.
I want to pretend...I don't know. Like we don't make out all the
time or something. Please?"

"Fine. The new Assassin's Creed came out yesterday anyway."

Like hanging out and talking was the worst thing ever! She wanted
to say, "You know what, I had a cock in my pussy two days ago.
Yeah, a big fat cock fucking your girlfriend." But she didn't.

She didn't masturbate, either. For the first time since Lucia
convinced her to take off her shirt, she wasn't horny. She called
Emily and complained.

"I don't know, Syd. That is kind of weird. Are you okay? You were
weird in school today, too."

"I'm fine. I don't know. I'm angry at him. You know how he stares
at your boobs all the time. He doesn't even want to touch mine."

"Like that he doesn't touch you? I didn't notice him looking, by
the way. You look at them more than he does. To be honest, Syd,
it's a little weird sometimes. Are you gay? It's okay if you are.
Really, I'm cool with gay people."

"No. No, I'm not gay. I'm mad at Austin." And I want to fuck you
something terrible.

"Well, just so you know, it is okay if you are. I'm serious, so
if you ever decide you are, don't forget that."

"Thanks, I think."

"Well, if you're not gay, I still don't...I guess. Now that I
think about it. God, he does, doesn't he? Not as much as you, but
still?"

"Really, I do?"

"I don't know. Ever since... you know. I just wondered. Maybe I'm
imagining... not that I'm saying I want. God, this is weird,
Syd."

"Yeah. I love you, right. We're besties, right?"

"Yeah. But...God, Syd, I don't even know how to say this. God,
never mind."

"What?"

"No, I can't. Just never mind. Let's talk about why you're mad at
Austin. You weren't yesterday, right?"

"No, what?"

"Never mind. What about yesterday?"

"Come on Emily, I can tell when you need to say something. Just
tell me. Did you... you didn't make out with him?"

"My God, Syd! How could you even think that? He's your
boyfriend."

"I wouldn't hate you if you did. I'd hate him, but I could never
hate you." Syd started to play with her nipples. God she was one
confused puppy.

"That's...well, i don't even know...I mean, that's just so really
sweet. I don't know if I could ever feel that way. Haha. I'd
have to have a boyfriend first and that's never going to happen."

"Oh, shut up, Emily. Austin would definitely be your boyfriend if
it wasn't for me. Seriously, he wants to fuck you."

"Sydney Delacruz, when did you start throwing out 'fuck' so
casually. Did your mom take away the swear jar? And you're
wrong."

Syd blushed and let her hand drift away from her nipple.

"I'm not. You know how much he just plays with my ass and never
touches my tits. But I've watched him and...and what was it you
wanted to say. I'm not going to let you wiggle out of that.
Haha."

"Okay. But remember you made me. God, I don't even know how to
say this. I must be so wrong, since you're all angry with
Austin."

"What?"

"Before Miss Kellerman's class, you smelled like sex. Like a lot.
I thought you and Austin..."

"Oh my God, really?"

"Uh-huh."

"Oh God."

"Oh my God! You did! And you made up--"

"No, I was. Oh god, this is so embarrassing." An exciting. Syd
was definitely turned on again.

"What?"

"I was masturbating."

"So? I mean at school is...but I mean, who hasn't felt the urge a
little too much..."

Neither of them said anything. Syd felt her blush race down her
chest. She was so embarrassed, but really wanted to slip her hand
under her bra.

"Hey Syd?"

"Yeah?"

"I did, too. Like every Friday last year. I just...God, this is
so embarrassing. Don't you dare tell anybody!"

"I won't."

"It was like an addiction. At first, I was just kind of horny
after lunch, so I, well, you know. Played with the kitty. Ha. But
then the next Friday, I felt the same way. And then it was a
habit. I know Samantha Russell heard me. She never said anything,
but, God."

"Really?"

"No, I just made that up to make you feel better. Of course, Syd.
Jeez."

"Haha. Sorry. Thanks for telling me."

"Don't get addicted to the big O, Syd. It's a hard habit to
break. Haha."

Part 4: Emily

The next day, before Miss Kellerman's class, Emily sniffed as Syd
came to class and then whispered, "Oh my God!"

Syd had to run to the bathroom to hide her blush, which felt like
it went all the way down to her toes.

As soon as she got home, Emily called.

"Oh my God, Syd, you did, didn't you!"

Syd groaned.

"Wow. You know, that's kind of hot. Did you...you know."

"No. God, can we not talk about this? I'm humiliated that you
discovered me."

"Are you that hot about loosing it?"

"No, please?"

"Okay, but don't be ashamed. I know this is kind of weird to say,
but I'm proud of you."

"Proud of me? For humiliating myself at school? Gee, thanks."

"No, for letting loose. You're kind of a prude. Like you never
said 'fuck' before. Not in a bad way, but...I'm just happy you
found your inner happy spot."

"Oh shut up."

"Haha. Seriously, Syd. It's so naughty. Does it turn you on?"

She bit her lip. It really did. She was going to come hard as
soon as she got off the phone.

"Syd?"

"Emily..."

"Yes?"

"Okay, yes. God. Yes. A lot. Just thinking about it."

"Do it, Syd."

"What? Do what?"

"Touch yourself. It's so naughty. God, that's fantastic. I never
imagined."

"I can't. I'm on the phone with you and..."

"I know. Do it."

"I can't." She was pressing her thighs together. God it would be
so good.

"I'll tell you what. We'll both--"

"Emily! I...together?"

"Mm-hm"

"You're not, you know, messing with me?"

"No. Are you ready?"

"God, I'm so embarrassed. I don't know if it can."

"I just unbuttoned my jeans. Undo yours."

"Really?"

"Do it, please."

"Oh god, okay. They're undone."

"Are you ready?"

"No, but I'll never be. What should I do?"

"Pull down your panties."

"Are yours..."

"Already down. My finger is all wet. I'm drenched. God, this is
hot."

"I...Oh God. Okay, they're down. Shit, I need my headset."

"What?"

"Hang on...sorry. both hands."

"Oh, fuck, brilliant. Hold on. Okay, got it. Shit. Syd, this
is..."

"Weird?"

"Yeah. Really weird. Like crazy weird, but really hot. Are you
touching..."

"Yeah. I'm kind of squirming. I need to take off my bra. I'm so
mad that Austin won't play with my nipples more."

"Why doesn't he. They're really nice. I was envious. Are you
touching them?"

"No, I'm getting undressed still. You think so? You got so
weird..."

"Syd?"

"Are you naked?"

"Yeah. Yeah."

"You don't know why?"

"Cuz it was...I held them too long."

"No. Are you touching them?"

"Yeah."

"Fingering yourself?"

"God, yes. This is so weird."

"And hot, right?"

"God, definitely. I'm really close, Emily."

"It got weird because I wanted...you know?"

"Oh, god, oh god, no, what?"

"To, just finish Syd. I want to hear you come."

"Oh, god, I'm close, but this is strange."

"Come on Syd, please, come for me."

"Oh god, oh, god, yes, make me, Emily"

"Make you?"

"Please?"

"You mean...Oh! Fuck, that's hot. Come. Syd. Fucking come for
me."

"Oh god."

"That's right bitch, Fuck, yes. Come for me bitch, come."

"Oh god, ohgodohgodohgod."

"Fuck, Syd, that was so..."

"I'm so embarrassed. You're not..."

"Hey Syd?"

"I'm not. I...Syd...fuck. Syd I want to do that together. You
know, not on the phone. That was so hot."

"Really? I mean, I'm really embarrassed--"

"God, shut up, Syd. Don't make me say it."

"Say what...you mean?"

"No, well, maybe? Just you? Can you come over? I'm starting to
freak out a little bit?"

"Oh, god, don't. That was so hot. I came so hard...I can't now,
but tomorrow?"

"Are we?"

"I think so. You mean cool, right?"

"Yeah. Bests, right?"

"Always, Emily. Forever."

"Okay. I...Hey Syd?"

"Yeah?"

"I'm going to skip school tomorrow."

"Do you want me to come over in the morning?"

"Well, yeah, but you don't have to. I just...I'm like..."

"What?"

"I'm not sure. I feel like I might kiss you when I see you next,
even if that's in school. And I...you understand?"

"I think so. Maybe."

"I know you have Austin and, you know, I'm not saying--"

"God, Emily, I know. I think. We need to talk, but not in a bad
way? Okay? I love you. Nothing is going to change that, right?"

"Are you sure? I kind of just freaked myself out. I love you so
much and, I mean, it not that I expect you and Austin. I mean,
that's cool. Really, I'm cool. I'm just--"

"Emily! Listen. I love Emily Alhadef heart and soul. Nothing is
going to change that. You're my bestie forever, okay?"

"Yeah. I love you, Sydney Delacruz. I love you, Syd."

"I know. And Emily?"

"Yeah?"

"I really came hard. Did you?"

"I got scared."

"Next time?"

"Ha. Fuck yeah."

"Good. See you tomorrow, love."

Part 5: Master

Syd hung up the phone and smelled her panties. God, she just had
sex with Emily and Emily might be in love with her. Which was
kind of excellent and scary. Did she even like Austin? Was she
gay? She did like him, so she probably wasn't. But she couldn't
wait to have sex with Lucia again, and she would definitely
masturbate with Emily the next day. So maybe she was something
in-between. Like crazy.

The next day, she didn't masturbate before classes with Emily. It
didn't feel like cheating if Emily wasn't even going to be
there. Not to mention the fact that if Emily smelled her, other
people probably did too. She didn't want to get a reputation as a
slut or freak. She really needed to talk to Lucia before she saw
Emily.

For the first time in her life, Syd skipped school. She left
after lunch and prayed Lucia would be at the studio. Being on the
bus before school let out felt weird, like everybody knew she
was skipping to see her master and lover. At the LT Studio
building, it felt like forever before Tom answered the buzzer.

"Tom? It's Syd. Sydney Delacruz? Is Lucia there?"

"Aren't you supposed to be in school?"

"Yes, but I need to talk to her. It's important."

"Alright."

She ran up the stairs. Lucia did not look happy to see her.

"Sydney," she said as soon as the door shut behind them. "What
are you doing here?"

"I...I had to talk to you."

"You shouldn't come during school."

"I'm an adult."

"Syd, I don't care that you're eighteen. You're still in high
school and it could cause me problems. And I need to know you're
reliable."

She nodded. "I do. I'm sorry. I'll be more careful."

"Alright. Is your mom going to let you work for us? Do you want
to?"

"Yes to both."

"Once that's formalized, it will be easier for us to arrange
things, but you mustn't ever skip school and come here unless
there is a true emergency, like you fear for your safety. Is that
understood."

"Yes, Lucia."

"You're lucky. We don't have any clients or models scheduled this
afternoon. I want you to go into the studio and undress
completely. Can you do that?"

Syd nodded.

"Answer verbally."

"Yes. Will you be shooting me?"

"I haven't decided. Go get undressed. I'll be in in a minute."

"Yes, mistress. May I please make a request?"

"Perhaps. I'm a little too upset right now to be in a giving
mood."

"May I talk to you privately? I...things happened and I'm
confused."

"You did well to ask. You may."

After having sex with both Lucia and Tom in the very studio she
was undressing, it felt stupid to be embarrassed to undress, but
taking off her panties caused her to blush down to her chest. She
pushed her clothes away, but couldn't stop from covering herself
up with her hands.

Lucia clapped when she came in. "Very good, Syd. Now show me your
splendor. Oh, good. Wow, you really are special. Just perfect.
It's going to be hard for me to talk to you without coming over
their and nibbling on you. But help me get those chairs," she
said, pointing to two modern-looking leather chairs, "and we'll
talk about what was so important you risked coming here."

"I'm really sorry. I didn't think about it."

"I know. You're forgiven, but don't be so thoughtless again."

Syd nodded and pulled a chair over.

"Get mine as well. Remember, you're my slave," Lucia said,
laughing.

"Oh, right."

Once they sat, Lucia said, "So what was it?"

"I wrote the story. Its at home, though."

"Was that why you came here?"

"No, I just wanted you to know I did it before I touched..." She
looked down. "I forgot. The first night, I tried, but I couldn't
tell the story and I, you know."

"Say it."

"I masturbated."

"Did you orgasm?"

"Yes."

"You're forgiven this time, but I will withhold an orgasm from
you in the future for this. Understood."

"Yes."

"So why are you here?"

"I...It's hard to explain. You know the other assignment?"

Lucia nodded.

"Well, I did that. And Emily noticed."

"I thought she would."

Syd blushed and stared at her shoes. "Well, I. God, I'm not sure
if I can even say this."

"Sydney, you took a risk to come here. You can say it."

She bit her lip. "Would you order me to tell you?"

"Say it."

"I..."

"Say it, Syd. I'm ordering you."

"I'm sorry, master. I'm trying to say it, but I'm struggling
figuring out the right order."

"What happened on Monday in school?"

"I touched myself like you instructed. Emily noticed I was flush.
Then the next time, she asked if I was okay and I kind of
panicked and said my tummy was bothering me. She mentioned my
shrimp allergy, but I was so embraced I had to hide in the
bathroom and tell the school nurse I was sick with the allergy."

"I'm happy you did what I asked, but you need to learn to live
with your embarrassment. You know I'm going to push you that way
often, right?"

"I didn't, but now that you say it, I know that I knew it. If
that makes sense. But how do I learn to live with it? When I get
embraced, my whole face goes red and...I can't hide it and it
just floods me."

"We'll work on that. I'm going to miss that. You will, too."

"I'm not sure..."

"It turns you on."

She nodded.

"Verbalize your answer."

"It excites me when you force me to be embarrassed."

"Like now?"

She was blushing. And excited. "Yes."

"What happened when you go home?"

"I was desperate to come. I forced myself to write the story
about Austin. I was really mad at him and the story didn't make
sense, but I wrote it and he got fucked in the ass."

"Did you masturbate afterwards?"

She nodded then realized she needed to verbalize. "Yes. I wrote
that down. I felt horrible, though. Guilty and confused."

"That's okay, Syd. Exploring ourselves sometimes does that. Is
that why you came here today?"

"No. Yesterday is our, Austin and my, make out days. We're both
free and my mom isn't home, so we always go there and kiss and
stuff. Yesterday, though, I got mad at him and sent him home."

"Why?"

"I don't know. I guess I was mad that he didn't like to touch me
the way I wanted to be touched. I told him I wanted to wait for
the prom and he got mad, and that made me mad."

"That's reasonable for you to want that."

"I think I was mad at him because I cheated on him. God, Lucia, I
think I need you, but I feel so guilty."

"That's also understandable. This relationship isn't usual and it
violates a lot of the morality you've grown up with. You've
hidden a lot of your true desires from yourself because you
thought they were shameful. It won't be simple or quick to accept
yourself."

"But isn't it wrong to cheat?"

"Yes."

"Gee, thanks!"

"Sydney, we...this is wrong. Conventional morality condemns it
because it doesn't like submission and it's queasy about
bisexuality--"

"Is that what I am?"

"You shouldn't interrupt me, but yes."

"I'm sorry, master."

"Apology accepted. Those things--your submission to me and you
bisexuality--are not wrong. But you're eighteen and I'm thirty.
It creates problems with experience, judgement, etc. For all of
those reasons, I shouldn't be doing this and you shouldn't. But
we both know not doing this isn't possible. I knew almost
immediately that you were special in a way I couldn't resist. So
we have to accept that we'll do some things that are wrong, but
not doing them would be so untrue to ourselves that it would be
more wrong. Do you understand, love?"

"I'm not sure, actually. I think so. But I'm so angry at Austin
for doing the things he always done, and, well, I'm here because
Emily and I had sex. On the phone, just on the phone, but..." Her
head hung. She wanted to cry. It felt so confusing and horrible
and she couldn't wait to do it again.

"That sounds marvelous. How did it happen?"

"I don't know."

"Syd, for this to work, one rule must exist above all others. You
must always tell me the truth. How did it happen?"

"I'm sorry. I wasn't lying. I just don't understand how it
happened. I called her to tell her about Austin and she told me I
smelled like sex in class. And then somehow--and I just don't
remember how--she told me she masturbated every Friday last year,
and somehow that turned into us touching ourselves."

"Who initiated it?"

"Um, she did, I guess. Yeah, she did. She suggested it. I was
really embarrassed. Oh, god, it is cheating on you if I had her
tell me to do it? I did. God, I'm so sorry."

Lucia smiled. "You didn't do wrong. I encouraged you to reveal
yourself sexually to Emily on the hunch that her being 'weird'
about you touching your breasts meant she was into it. I'm happy
this truth came out for you How do you feel about it?"

"I'm...I don't know. Scared, I think. Turned on. She got wigged
out, afraid we wouldn't be friends and I said I'd come over and
we're going to do it in front of each other. I guess thats why
I'm here."

"Because I own your orgasms."

Syd nodded. "Yes. May I have sex with Emily, master?"

"This does change my plans. I had planned on us spending several
hours in bed on Saturday in between your waxing appointment and
your fitting. I was anticipating exploring your body and teaching
you all about my own. But this is a worthy change. You may, but
you may not initiate anything."

"Thank you. I don't think I could initiate anything, even with
your permission."

"I know. There's more, though, isn't there?"

Syd bit her lip. She was afraid the next question would reveal
how naive and untrustworthy she was.

"Ask, Syd."

"Master...I...I want to tell Emily that my orgasms are owned.
That I'm a slave. I...it wouldn't be fair to her."

"Come and sit at my feet, Syd. I'm going to have you explore my
cunt shortly. How wouldn't it be fair?"

"I think Emily is in love with me."

"Are you in love with her?"

"Not like that, but I love her more than anybody but my mom.
Maybe I could be in love with her. I never thought about...you
know, until you showed me."

"Kiss my ankles. Nice. What did I show you?"

"That I like women."

"You doubted you liked women before?"

"No, you know what I mean. That I had sexual desires...that I
lusted. God, that I want to fuck and be fucked by women. That I
want you to, oh, god, to own my orgasms."

"Kiss my calves. Very good, Syd. Now higher. Yes. Do you smell
me?"

"Yes."

"Do you like the smell?"

"I want to taste you."

"You didn't answer the question."

"I'm sorry, Lucia, I'm kind of distracted by the fact that I want
to dive in and taste you. May I?"

Lucia snapped her thighs shut, trapping Syd's head between her
knees. "That's twice you didn't answer the question. Be more
careful."

It was hard for Syd to talk with her mouth mashed against Lucia's
knee, but she mumbled, "Yes, master, I love it."

Lucia relaxed her legs. "Kiss halfway up my thighs, but don't go
further. Oh, this is nice. Do you see how inflamed I am?"

"Yes."

"Are you this wet?"

"I might be more wet. I'm really, really horny right now?"

"Should I call Tom in?"

"Please, Lucia, can I just please you?"

"Of course, love. Look at my outer lips. Trace them with your
finger. Yes. Oh, yes. Are they beautiful?"

"Just gorgeous. May I taste you? I really need--"

"Not yet. Do you think Emily will be as pretty?"

"I don't know. I hope so."

"Do you see how my clit has started to emerge? It likes to stay
hidden until I'm very aroused. I'm very aroused, Syd. I might
come before your tongue arrives. Touch it softly with your
finger, then trace my inner lips. Yes. God, that's good. You're
much better at this than I was starting out. Now as to telling
Emily, I think you need to be honest with her. You love her and
because you do, I do. Will you be hurt when I fuck her?"

"Will you make me watch?"

"Yes?"

"God, I don't know why, but that excites me. What if I'm jealous,
though?"

"That might be part of the excitement."

"Like when you bit my nipple and it hurt?"

"Yes. I'm going to push you, Syd, to places you think you won't
like. You need to understand that is a very central part of our
relationship."

"I think I understand. May I kiss your lips?"

"Not yet. Put a finger in. Just a little bit. Oh, yes. Pull it
back and forth, just a bit. You're teasing right now?"

"I'm sorry."

"No, that's what I want you to do. Help me build up, but don't
take me there. Oh, god, yes. Now, with Emily, you can tell her
you're confused and uncertain. You can tell her you've realized
you have a submissive side. She may laugh at this, because she'll
be nervous. But don't tell her about me just yet. I need to take
measure of her before we can--oh. yes, okay kiss my lips.
Softly, yes. God, this is delightfully difficult to talk. You're
doing wonderfully, Syd. Now I want you to explore and taste.
Don't use your fingers. Just get to know what I'm like and--oh
god! Fuck, not quite so good. Jesus. This is going to be huge,
love. Special like you. God. Do you like it."

"Yes, definitely yes!"

"Yes. Nibble and kiss. Oh, yeah. Mmm...that was nice. Very–Ohgod!
Ohgod! Use your finger. Almost there. Yes. God. God. Fuck Oh
fuckmesyd, Fuck me! God. Yes. fuck. fuck. fuck. Come here, Syd.
Kiss me. Let me taste myself on you."

Sydney cuddled into Lucia's lap and they kissed languidly.

"My god, Syd, you're truly special. Do you have a picture of
Emily on your phone?"

"Yes."

"I want a copy so I can think about you giving Emily that
treatment while Tom fucks me tonight. Actually, I think I'm just
going to play with myself. Luxuriate it in it. Did you get off?"

"I didn't think I was allowed to."

"Good girl. I wouldn't have minded, but its best you ask. I'm
going to call you a cab because you shouldn't go on the bus
smelling like that. Tonight, you may have all the orgasms Emily
or your fingers can coax from you."

"Thank you, master."

"Don't think me yet. I've decided I am going to punish you for
disobeying me."

Syd nodded, certain she'd enjoy her "punishment."

"You aren't allowed to have sex with Austin on prom night."

"But--"

"Sydney, you know better than that."

"I'm sorry, Lucia. i understood you, but I promised him."

"Does he own you? Did you sign a contract?"

"No, but--"

"There is no but. You have the right to your own body and the
right to determine who you have sex with. As part of our
arrangement, you surrendered that right to me. Correct?"

"Yes."

"I'm doing this for you, Syd. It's not even punishment, really.
You're not certain you want to have sex with him. After tonight,
I suspect you're going to wonder if you even like men. I suspect
you do, but Austin is not delivering what you need from a male
lover. You need to wash your face--it's covered with come--and
get ready to make love to your best friend. Remember. She has to
initiate everything. We'll talk about Austin this weekend and
formalize both your job details and make a proper slave contract.
Do you understand?"

"Yes."

"Everything?"

"I think so, but I might not understand what I don't understand.
Did that make sense?"

"That was delightfully smart, Syd. Don't let yourself fall too
far in love with Emily, okay? I still own you."

"I'm not in love with her. I just love her."

"I know."