Taught to move with a quiet gracefulness, the servants at Morgan Estates were scarcely noticeable. This was especially true in the mornings when they knew they must not disturb Taryn. It wasn't that she slept late or lay idle in bed. She simply enjoyed the quiet of a new day beginning. Sometimes she walked or rode around the estate.
Other times she swam in the large heated pool just off from her bedroom.
Tired from not getting much sleep, Taryn chose to wonder down to the stream this morning. It was in a wooded area where she liked to spend private moments puzzling over something or merely enjoying the soothing sound of water rushing over the rocky creek bed. As she stood on the bank breathing the fresh morning air, Taryn heard someone approaching. She turned and found Lisa standing quietly behind her. Although startled by her sudden appearance, Lisa's familiar smile and eager expression put Taryn at ease. She smiled and greeted her. "Good morning, Lisa. What are you doing out and about so early?"
Although she hadn't a moment alone with Taryn since the night in the parking lot, Lisa clung to the hope that they would be lovers.
When she heard about Kimberly spending the night at Morgan Estates, she felt a little jealous, especially after listening to the servants describe what happened. Everyone agreed that Taryn seemed smitten by the new client.
Trying to hide her nervousness, Lisa locked her hands behind her back and stared at the ground. "I couldn't concentrate on my work, so I thought a walk might do me well," she said. Still not looking at Taryn, she strolled past her to the edge of the creek bank. Suddenly, it didn't seem like such a good idea to be alone with her.
Sensing Lisa's discomfort, Taryn walked over and placed her arm around her waist. She was trembling, an obvious sign that something was bothering her. Feeling guilty that she hadn't spent time with her since the night in the car, Taryn blurted out, "I was thinking about going to the cabin this morning … just to get away for a while," she explained. "You're more than welcome to come with me."
Lisa eyed Taryn curiously, puzzling over her invitation.
Sensing her hesitancy, Taryn rushed on. "We can take some coffee and pastries from the kitchen. We'll have breakfast, then read or listen to music or … whatever," she mused. Taryn gave Lisa a tentative smile, hoping the invitation would buoy her spirits and in turn ease her own guilty conscience.
Lisa pursed her lips and laid her head on Taryn's shoulder. "You really want me to come?" she asked.
No matter how much she tried to distance herself from Lisa, Taryn could not resist her loving adoration. She lifted her head and kissed her very softly and gently on the mouth. Her lips parted ever so slightly, she felt Lisa's tongue slipping inside of her. She closed her mouth around it, capturing it between her teeth. The kiss sparked her desire just as it had the night in the bar. She moaned and sucked Lisa's wet tongue in and out of her mouth.
Lisa sighed and felt the familiar ache coming upon her. She felt for Taryn's hand and placed it on her hip. Moving it up and down over her butt, she invited Taryn to partake of her offering.
Taryn smiled and playfully squeezed Lisa's buttock. "Let's skip breakfast," she whispered, blowing gently in Lisa's ear.
Lisa shivered with anticipation. She was trembling so much it hurt.
But it didn't hurt nearly as much as it was going to in a little bit.
Eagerly, she took Taryn's hand and raced to the cabin.
By outward appearances, the cabin was indeed a cabin. A simple, modern structure located halfway up the mountain, it blended very easily into its surroundings. Taryn clicked the remote, turning off the motion sensor. She led Lisa inside and clicked the remote once more.
"Oh, good! Albert started a fire." Sometimes Taryn thought the wily old butler could read her mind. She made a mental note to thank him, then turned her attention back to Lisa.
Lisa grinned and helped Taryn out of her jacket. She hung their outer garments on the coat rack by the entrance. Her eyes fell upon the umbrella stand sitting beside it. It was filled with all sorts of goodies – paddles of all shapes and sizes, some leather and some wood. There was also the favored riding crop that Lisa had heard Taryn welded very effectively.
Lisa gasped when she saw the newest item in Taryn's collection.
She'd ordered the stun rods a week or so ago, having taken it upon herself to keep Lavender Excursions stocked with the newest toys on the market. She wondered if Taryn might use a stun rod on her. With an expression of eager anticipation on her face, she gave Taryn a questioning look.
The throbbing between her legs escalated considerably when Taryn saw the stun rods. She'd almost forgotten about them. No longer did she feel the gentleness or the tenderness toward Lisa that she'd felt just moments ago. She grasped Lisa's hand and pulled her petite frame hard against her own aching body. Filled with a hunger too long denied, she greedily pressed Lisa's mouth to hers. She grasped her firm buttocks and pulled her closer; so close that their groins were locked together.
Taryn tilted her hips, her clit seeking some part of the other woman's body to ride, to carry her into total oblivion. She felt Lisa's leg pressing between hers and she welcomed it. Her clit felt ready to burst as she rubbed it back and forth over Lisa's thigh. "Uh, uh," she panted, her mouth hanging open as she gasped for air.
Lisa gave herself totally to Taryn's explosive hunger. Taryn's hands were gripping her ass so hard she was literally lifting her up and down as she rode her. She was so wet Lisa felt the dampness seeping through the leg of her pants. Eagerly she fastened her mouth around Taryn's tongue, sucking her hard and fast. She felt her own lips bruising beneath Taryn's eager mouth.
"Oh, yes," Taryn moaned as she felt her first orgasm approaching.
She was sucking and biting Lisa's mouth so hard that she knew she was hurting her. But she didn't care. "Doesn't matter," she groaned as every nerve in her clit exploded in orgasm and her body shook and trembled and quaked. She wrapped herself around Lisa's leg, holding on to every single burst of excitement.
"Ah!" she screamed, panting, gasping for air as it tore through her aching clit. "Uh, uh," she grunted, holding fast to Lisa's leg. Her clit shuddered into one final explosion. Slowing now, she rode gently through the last vestiges of her orgasm, never once letting Lisa go.
She thrust her tongue in and out of Lisa's mouth, once, twice, then a third time as she finished. Struggling to regain her breath, she held quietly to Lisa's trembling body.
Her own clit begging for release, Lisa breathed heavily into Taryn's ear. Her wet tongue plunged inside, a reminder to Taryn that she was waiting. Only seconds passed but it seemed like hours before Taryn pushed her away.
Her strength having returned somewhat, Taryn planned to more than return the favor. She reached into the umbrella stand and withdrew one of the riding crops. It wasn't her favorite because she wanted to save that for later. This, however, was a very fine crop.
The leather was so finely tooled, it struck with near perfect precision.
She stepped back and eyed Lisa's trembling body. Suddenly, without warning, she snapped the whip, the tip stinging one of Lisa's nipples.
"Off! Take your clothes off!" she demanded, snapping the whip again. This time it stung both nipples, the leather creating red, swollen marks despite Lisa's clothing.
Lisa struggled to undress as Taryn unleashed a frenzy of lashes upon her body. She cried and cringed, feeling afraid now. If the rein of lashes gave hint of what would follow, Lisa thought she might not want this after all. But then she remembered the locks on the doors and windows and the remote control Taryn guarded so carefully. Her nipples were burning and her breasts were aching from the harsh lashings. Another volley followed before she could finish undressing.
This time the blows landed square across her buttocks, the very cheeks that only a moment ago Taryn had clung to as she climaxed.
Her sides heaving as she gasped for breath, Taryn stopped. "Finish undressing," she said. Now that she'd vented some of the anger, she needed a moment to catch her breath. And another moment to wonder why she was taking Lisa so readily into her private fantasies -
fantasies she'd worked so hard to suppress. This was a dark side of her personality that Taryn sometimes found frightening. Oh, the things she wanted to do and imagined doing! She trembled in anticipation as she watched Lisa undress.
Hurriedly, Lisa unzipped her pants. She tried to ease them down slowly over her burning cheeks, but Taryn cracked her whip, demanding that she hurry. Some of the marks were weeping, causing the material to stick to the wounds. Lisa tried to be careful but Taryn would have none of it. Lisa screamed as Taryn seized her pants and jerked them down about her ankles.
Taryn smiled at her victim. She moved with the stealth of a hunter, advancing upon her prey. The welts were very red and swollen.
Some were even bleeding. But it was still not enough. Taryn cracked the whip over and over again against Lisa's trembling ass. Now she was venting her passion, a feeling far stronger and demanding than her anger.
Lisa was nearly choking on her sobs. It hurt so badly that she felt her legs were going to buckle. She moved her feet apart slightly, trying to steady herself. Despite the pain, she did not protest nor did she plead. She trusted Taryn so completely that she would do anything for her.
Taryn was dripping with excitement. She'd forgotten how much she enjoyed having someone submit to her so readily and so trustingly. Moving closer to her trembling lover, she whispered in Lisa's ear. "Bend over, pretty one. I have a present for you."
Lisa's weeping quickly subsided. She wondered what this present might be. Was she going to whip her again or take her from behind?
She would welcome both equally. Trembling with fear and excitement, she bent over and placed one hand on the iron gate surrounding the fireplace. "Steady now," she whispered to herself.
She heard movement behind her and winced as Taryn's hand slapped her bare ass.
Taryn smiled with amusement, then walked to the closet. She reached for her new dildo, the one she hadn't tried yet. It felt so perfect strapped around her hips. She swaggered back to the unsuspecting Lisa, the dildo bouncing with her movement. Taryn had never seen one so big and so hard. She felt certain this would be a challenge for Lisa. She laughed, thinking how Lisa thought the first one was so big. As she would soon realize, that was nothing! Taryn smiled, stroking her hard wang and admiring the way it looked jutting from her groin.
Lisa grew suspicious when she heard the closet door open. What could Taryn possibly need from there? But then she realized Taryn was probably trying to frighten her. She started to play dumb and asked Taryn what she was doing. Her sentence was cut off midway as she felt something pressing insistently at her opening.
Taryn listened to Lisa's heavy breathing, the sound teasing her clit into full erection. She reached underneath her, checking her wetness.
The slick moisture coated her fingers and she greedily licked it off.
"Um," she murmured. "You're ready." She returned her hand to Lisa's hot oven, dipping inside of her once more. She cooed and purred as she licked her fingers dry. "Um," she sighed, popping her fingers noisily out of her mouth.
Lisa was aching so much that she had to bite her lip to keep from crying out. Pain and excitement raged inside of her – her cunt, her ass, and her breasts. "Please," she begged, squeezing the iron gate so hard it bruised the palms of her hands.
Taryn moved her hand back between Lisa's legs. She ran her fingers over her clit, teasing her. The outer lips were so swollen and her pubic hair so wet that Taryn longed to press her face into the hot caldron and lick it dry. But she must not. Taking a deep breath, she parted the swollen lips and poised with the tip of the dildo touching Lisa's opening. Gently, almost cautiously, she pressed it against her.
"Oh, please," Lisa begged her. "Take me, Taryn!"
Taryn grasped Lisa about her waist and pull her back and forth ever so slightly. She waited until her young protege was purring with pleasure from the dildo teasing her clit. When she seemed relaxed and lost in oblivion, Taryn parted the swollen lips around her opening once more. She drew back and smiled with the satisfaction she knew this would bring. Without warning, she lunged forward and plunged her cock deeply inside of Lisa. She grunted with the exertion of getting the dildo all the way inside of her tight little cunt. "Like that?"
Taryn asked. Roughly, she shoved the dildo in and out of Lisa's pussy, fucking her so hard that she knew she'd be limping for at least two days. Lost in the darkness of her other world, the thought did not disturb her.
Lisa cried and moaned as the fully ribbed and veined dildo moved inside the hot slick walls of her cunt. She never thought she could stretch so much, but it seemed she could do anything for Taryn. The pain giving way to pleasure, Lisa panted with excitement, begging Taryn for more. "Harder! Fuck me harder!" she begged.
Taryn slid out of Lisa and settled herself into a fighter's stance behind her. "Don't say I didn't warn you," she told her.
Taryn's shaft assaulted Lisa's tender opening, the tip plunging deeper inside of her than she thought possible. "Uh, uh," she grunted.
Lisa struggled to regain her balance after each thrust. Taryn fucked her harder and faster, offering Lisa no reprieve from the hunger that drove her cock unbearably deeper inside of her.
Taryn was alternately pushing her between the borders of pain and pleasure. Lisa felt tears rolling down her checks but she bit her lip, determined to show Taryn that she could take it. Eager to please, Lisa spread her legs and began a backward thrust in rhythm with Taryn's forward lunges. Her mouth was open, the excitement causing her to drool and whimper. "Oh, fuck me!" she screamed.
Taryn's clit was quivering with excitement, ramming hard against Lisa's ass as she fucked her. She slowed the pace, pausing to caress herself against Lisa's firm buttocks. Her cock slid over Lisa's lower back as she rubbed her clit back and forth against her cheeks. The tide was turning, surging inside of her once more. "Ah!" she screamed as her engorged clit exploded into a thousand pinpoints of red-hot heat. Her chest was heaving and a trickle of moisture slipped between her breasts.
Lisa held to the gate as Taryn shook and bucked in orgasm. The pain in her pussy had subsided a little by the time Taryn finished.
Within seconds, Lisa felt the tip of the slick penis pressing once more against her opening. It teased her so. She longed for Taryn to fuck her again. Only this time she wanted the dildo to remain outside of her juicy oven. She wanted to feel the dildo sliding up and down between her outer lips. "Um," she moaned, trying to capture the wet leather between her legs. She looked over her shoulder, her eyes pleading with Taryn to release her from the tormenting ache between her legs.
Taryn felt wonderful. How she loved the power of thrusting her hips, driving her rod in and out of a woman's cunt, teasing her outer lips until she begged to be fucked again. She knew what Lisa wanted, but she wasn't going to give it to her. She smiled as she thrust herself deeply inside of Lisa's pussy. Her hand felt for Lisa's clit, so wet she almost lost it. "Um, so wet and swollen," she murmured as she continued the steady rhythm of her thrusts. She placed three fingers over Lisa's clit and began fucking her. The circular movement created a friction so hot, Taryn felt her fingers tingling.
Over and over, she fucked her clit, knowing when to slow down, when to move away. It wasn't time yet for her to climax. Moments passed and when an orgasm seemed inevitable, she withdrew her hot wet cock entirely from Lisa's pussy. She reached for the small shovel resting against the fireplace. The metal was hot enough to sting but not burn. It was perfect for her needs.
Lisa cried as the hot metal smacked against her ass. The pain became one with the pleasure she'd been feeling, each making the other doubly rewarding. "Ah, ah," she cried as her ass stung with pain. She was panting so hard, she was afraid she'd hyperventilate.
Her clit was so close to bursting she could barely keep her balance.
"Please," she begged. But Taryn would not stop. Within moments, Lisa felt her excitement giving way to pain.
Knowing she was on the precipice, Taryn dropped the shovel. She pulled Lisa firmly against her, nestling her ass against her wet pubic hair. Purring with pleasure, she placed one hand on Lisa's breast and the other over her clitoris. Sliding her fingers over the swollen lips, she rubbed her.
"Ah," Lisa groaned as her climax built higher and higher. Taryn was massaging her clit so hard and so fast that her swollen organ was burning from the heat of the friction.
Beyond pain and beyond numbness was the place Taryn prided herself on taking her lovers, pushing them further than they ever thought possible.
Lisa grimaced and panted, mindless of the animal-like sounds she was making. Her clit, her cunt, her nipples, all were begging for release. She rolled the tips of her nipples between her own fingers, squeezing until she screamed. But she couldn't stop. Harder and harder, she squeezed her breasts now. "Oh," she cried. One crazy frenzied surge of red-hot excitement! "I'm coming," she cried. "Oh, yes. Fuck me. Punish me. Make me hurt for you, lover!" She screamed as the climax seized her and shook her, convulsions wracking her body.
When Lisa's climax was spent, Taryn felt another of her own forthcoming. Grasping Lisa's hips with both hands, she began that final, frenzied pounding. Thrusting forward as she pulled Lisa backward with her hands. The sound of flesh slapping against flesh made her delirious with desire. Soon she was fucking Lisa so hard and so fast that she heard her howling with pain. "Come on," Taryn grunted. She wanted to come so badly, but her climax just seemed to keep building. Frustrated, she pushed Lisa to the floor, rolling her over so she was face-up. Taryn placed Lisa's legs around her waist.
She removed her own shirt, then her bra. Naked from the torso up, she offered herself to Lisa.
Lisa moaned with wanting, her tongue eagerly seeking those hot bouncing nipples. She caught one in her mouth. Her sucking soon matched the intensity of Taryn fucking her, sending both women into a maddening haze of excitement. Lisa felt her clit becoming hot and swollen again. Taryn was filling her hot, wet cavern in a way that made her shutter and tremble from the assault.
"Uh, uh, uh," Taryn grunted. She felt an explosion going off inside of her, spinning her out of control. She trembled and shook, heedless of Lisa's body, lying hurt and bruised beneath her. She knew only of her own need for release, fucking Lisa with power born of an orgasm so great that she felt weak and spent. The final thrust and she screamed in ecstasy. Her chest was heaving and her legs were trembling as she dropped to the floor beside her newly initiated lover.
Lisa moved quickly to her knees and pulled Taryn's pants down.
Eagerly, she thrust her head between Taryn's legs, parting the inflamed lips, then licking the tender flesh. Her tongue was eager to taste Taryn's cum. She wanted all of it. She licked around the opening, along the lips and hood, and finally the clitoris. "Um," she purred. She covered Taryn's clit completely with her mouth. Tongue in motion, she licked and sucked and cooed with pleasure. The hot pink organ became engorged again. It was fully erect and so excited that she felt it throbbing against her tongue. "Um," she murmured, sucking contentedly.
Much to Taryn's surprise, Lisa altered the course of her lovemaking. She was pulling Taryn's clit deeply inside her mouth, then shaking her head back and forth. Like a dog trying to wrest a bone from someone it knew to be stronger, she savaged Taryn's organ.
She pushed her hands underneath her lover's buttocks, cupping each cheek in her hand and squeezing in frenzied excitement.
Although she was exhausted, Taryn yielded herself to Lisa's sudden demands. At another time and in another place, Taryn would have reminded her who was in control. But for now, she allowed herself to enjoy the pleasures Lisa offered her.
When she felt Taryn's climax pending, Lisa slid her face down.
Her nose pressed against Taryn's clit, she darted her tongue inside of her opening. Her pussy was so hot and wet that Lisa longed to thrust her fist inside of her. Knowing this was not wise, she chose instead to tease Taryn until she was begging to be released. Tongue fucking her as hard and fast as she could, Lisa mimicked Taryn's earlier movements. Using her hands to move Taryn's groin back and forth in keeping with her tongue, she fucked her as forcefully as she dared.
Wavering on the edge, Taryn's body threatened to explode into a million pieces. Whereas normally she could remain on the cusp for an indefinitely long time, prolonging the intimate pleasures, today she could not. The explosion rocked her against Lisa's face. Her legs spasmed and her hips bounced against the floor. "Oh, God," she cried out. "Now!"
Lisa sucked her clit, relentless in her desire to service her lover.
She sucked and sucked until the organ exploded, then trembled inside of her mouth.
Taryn was exhausted. "Enough," she said, pulling Lisa away from her cunt. "Come and lay beside me."
Lisa smiled and curled up beside her. Resting her head on Taryn's breast, she felt her chest heaving and gasping for oxygen. When she grew quiet, Lisa closed her eyes and fell asleep. While her body rested, her mind worked to savor the memory of what had just transpired.
It was almost noon when they awoke from their slumber. Half naked and bearing the scent of their passionate lovemaking, the two women lay with their legs and arms entangled. Remembering how rough she'd been, Taryn looked Lisa's body over very carefully. As expected, she was bruised and swollen. The welts from the riding crop were hot but not inflamed. "I see I've not hurt you too badly,"
Taryn whispered. "Next time I may not be as gentle."
Lisa smiled, pleased to hear Taryn say, "Next time." She saw the twinkle back in her flashing green eyes. A naughty grin on her face, she looked at Taryn's breasts. She would be angry when she found the bruises, but for now Lisa took a small pleasure in knowing she'd make them. Would Taryn punish her for making them? And what about Taryn? Did she ever allow anyone to punish her? Lost in the daydream of spanking Taryn with a leather whip, she dressed and followed her back to the main house. Her eyes fixed on Taryn's swaying ass, she couldn't dismiss the fantasy of making those golden cheeks tremble and sting beneath a whip.
On the other side of Morgan Estates, Kimberly Justin was sleeping very soundly. Taylor wandered about outside her room, hoping to get a glimpse of her when she awakened. The staff at Morgan Estates was whispering, wondering about the new guest who'd shown up
Friday evening. Jill and Lisa were good about keeping confidences, but Susan and Laurie were hopeless gossips.
"Taylor!" Laurie called from down the hall. "Come and have breakfast with us. She's not going anywhere."
Taylor felt sheepish standing outside Kimberly's room. To avoid further embarrassment, she said, "Okay," and started down the hall to join them.
Fresh fruit, muffins and coffee were standard fare on Saturday mornings. Morgan Estates was like a hotel in many ways, serving meals and providing room service. It just happened to cater to a select group of female only clients. Susan, Laurie and Taylor filled their plates and took a table by the east window.
"Oh, Taylor, you should see her naked!" Laurie exclaimed. "She has the most gorgeous tits."
"And her ass," Susan began. "What I wouldn't give to butt fuck her!"
Taylor dolefully shook her head. "People will hear you," she whispered to her companions. "You know the rules."
"Oh, bother," Susan whimpered. "If we can't have fun, what's the point?"
Laurie nodded in agreement. "You really need to loosen up, Taylor. Maybe we can help you out a little." She smiled suggestively, winking at Susan.
"Yeah," Susan said. "Twosomes become boring. Put three women in a room together and it's like a heat wave over the Arctic!"
Taylor was blushing with embarrassment. "Come on, you two. I'm serious. We shouldn't be talking about our new guest like this.
Besides, if Taryn hears us talking, we might lose our jobs."
Susan was rolling her eyes at Laurie when Taryn appeared in the dining room with Lisa by her side. "Speaking of the devil," Susan whispered. "Taryn! Lisa!" she called out. "Come join us."
Taryn smiled a weak smile and gently pushed Lisa in their direction. "Go see what they're up to," she whispered. "I need to check on Kimberly."
Lisa nodded. Although she felt a twinge of jealousy toward Kimberly, she was also anxious to gloat in front of the other women.
After all, she doubted any of them had ever slept with Taryn. "What are you three up to this morning?" she asked, taking a seat beside Taylor.
"Oh, we were just wondering the same thing about you," Laurie replied. Her eyes were twinkling with mischief.
A big grin spread across Lisa's face. Suddenly, her all too solemn eyes were sparkling in the early afternoon sun. Feigning a yawn, she shrugged. "Not much," she replied. "Taryn wanted to meet with me so we went to the cabin. You know about the cabin, don't you," she added. In her heart, she was fervently hoping they did not.
"I didn't know there was a cabin on the estate," Taylor said, an honest expression of surprise on her face. "Did you know?" she asked, turning to Laurie and Susan.
The two women smiled knowingly. "The cabin is Taryn's special place," Susan explained. "I've heard it's her love nest. Of course, we wouldn't know anything about that. Would we, Laurie?"
"Oh, no," Laurie replied, getting into the game. "Although I've also heard it's where she takes women when they need to be punished. Is that why you were there this morning, Lisa?" she asked.
Lisa's face reddened. "No!" she exclaimed, looking askance at the two women. "I suppose I shouldn't say anything, but with this sort of rumor, I'd better set you straight." She paused, took a deep breath and sighed dreamily.
Lisa's dramatic pose was so humorous that Laurie and Susan struggled to stifle their giggles. Clueless as to what was going on, Taylor looked truly perplexed. What were they talking about?
"Humph! If you must know, we're lovers," Lisa proudly proclaimed.
Laurie and Susan burst out laughing. "Oh, Lisa, you are hopeless,"
Laurie told her. "Taryn has fucked just about every woman who works here. She's probably stolen more cherries in that cabin than George Washington ever saw in a lifetime!"
Susan turned to Taylor, knowing that she had a huge crush on Taryn. "Your time will come," she reassured her. "Taryn has her own ways of choosing when and how she will take a woman. But trust me, she will take you." She fixed her gaze on Lisa. "Taryn always gets her way with women."
Lisa stood, an incredulous expression on her face. "I know that!"
she insisted. "For heaven's sake, I didn't say we were lovers for life!
Must you turn everything I say around?"
Susan sighed. "Lisa," she whispered, placing her hand over Lisa's trembling fingers. "You'll be lucky if Taryn ever holds your hand again, let alone fuck you. Once, twice at the most! Taryn likes virgins. You are so naive. I should think you'd know this by now."
Taylor gulped. She felt vaguely sorry for Lisa. Yet, she also felt a wonderful tingle of excitement between her legs. To think of Taryn being the one to deflower her! She shivered in anticipation, mindless of the hurt in Lisa's dark eyes.
Her gaze cast to the floor, Lisa skulked toward the offices down the hallway from the dining room. She wiped tears from her eyes, then set her shoulders back and held her head high. "They'll pay for this,"
she muttered to herself. Lisa was not the meek little mouse everyone thought her to be. She'd show them! Unlocking her office, she slipped inside and slammed the door shut behind her.
After seeing to it that Lisa was safely deposited in the dining room, Taryn had proceeded to the guest wing at Morgan Estates. She smiled as she looked in on their sleepy new guest.
Kimberly opened her eyes when she heard the door close behind Taryn. "Oh, goodness," she said, rising up on the bed. She looked about the room. "How did I get here?" she asked. "The last thing I remember is taking a warm bath and … I guess I don't remember much from there." Certain she must have drunk herself silly, she asked,
"Did I drink so much that I made an absolute fool of myself?"
Taryn was touched by the worried expression on Kimberly's face.
Smiling as she walked across the room, she sat down on the bed beside her. "No, silly," she reassured her. "You were so tired from your busy day, you fell asleep," she explained, squeezing Kimberly's hand affectionately. "You've obviously been working too hard. Don't you ever take a vacation?"
At a complete loss with her circumstances as well as her surroundings, Kimberly felt her heart pounding against her chest.
"When I can," she replied, wondering what, if anything, to infer from Taryn's comment. "With the promotion and all, I've been very busy," she added by way of explanation.
Taryn smiled and smoothed Kimberly's hair from around her face.
When Kimberly closed her eyes, Taryn's gaze wondered over her body. Her legs were slender, yet strong. She wondered how they would feel fixed about her waist, hanging on to her while she thrust her cock deeply inside of her. She gazed at Kimberly's breasts, rising and falling in time with her breathing. The soft curves rounded upward to her nipples. The tips were turned slightly outward, accessible to Taryn who longed to suckle her.
She imagined Kimberly's full breasts inside a leather corset, the nipples peeking through tiny openings. She imagined herself fastening a nipple clamp on each one, the pincers so tightly coiled there was no leverage. She could not be gentle, could not give in to those expressive green eyes that tugged at her heart in a discomforting sort of way. She drew a deep breath. No one laid claim to Taryn's heart. This was all the more reason for her to want this woman. Yes, she would take her and then she would push her away, reject her as she had so many before her. Kimberly was a threat to be removed.
Taryn licked her mouth hungrily as she eyed her newest prey.
Kimberly's eyes were not completely closed. She peered at her through the slit in her eyes, the opening imperceptible to the object of her scrutiny. She wondered what Taryn was thinking. She seemed to be examining her and Kimberly found it disconcerting. Yet, she did not want to stop her. The moments seemed to drag as she struggled to control her breathing. She felt an unexplainable excitement stirring between her legs. When she could bear it no longer, Kimberly opened her eyes. Nervously, she brushed her fingers through her hair, tousling the strands where Taryn had touched her. "I must look a mess," she said.
Taryn returned Kimberly's steady gaze, wondering if it was excitement or fear that caused her eyes to burn with such intensity.
Her own eyes were so full and swollen with passion, she could barely see Kimberly's face. She felt the heat of her desire merging with the heat of the voluptuous woman lying beside her. She drew a sharp breath, the warmth rushing through her and blazing into a fire between her legs. Her panties were damp with excitement. How she longed to grind her wet pussy against Kimberly's face, to torture her into one interminably long hour of cunt lapping. Oh, what she wouldn't give to fill her mouth with her hot juices, to smother her with her desire! She gasped, her chest constricting and her mouth dropping open. Her body was hungry for air, needing to replenish what her body devoured as she struggled with the need inside of her.
Kimberly was mesmerized, her mind weaving a fantasy all its own.
She leaned closer to the beautiful woman sitting next to her. The air about Taryn intoxicated her senses and the liquid warmth of her soft brown eyes drew her unbearably closer. Something told her to pull away, but she could not. Her lips parted and she started to speak, but her voice froze in her throat. She felt Taryn touching her face, caressing her in the most gentle and tender way. Was this the same woman she saw whipping Jill last night?
"Don't be afraid," Taryn whispered. She breathed in the scent of the beautiful woman sitting beside her. All thoughts of Lisa and their rabid morning intercourse faded into a memory that she knew she'd very likely forget. Oh, the ache between her legs was so strong!
Trying to temper her passion, she leaned forward and brushed her lips against Kimberly's. The softness and warmth filled her with a longing unlike any she'd known for a very long time.
In the space of those five seconds, Kimberly felt dizzy and disoriented. Although she could not focus on any single thought or feeling, she knew one thing for certain, she did not want this sweet kiss to end. She moved her tongue against Taryn's lips, slowly, almost cautiously as she tried to measure her response.
Taryn felt Kimberly's pulse pounding and throbbing in her throat as they kissed. Her neck was exposed, the soft white skin seeming to beg for Taryn's lips, her mouth. She pulled away when she felt Kimberly's tongue pressing against her lips. Careful, she warned herself. It would be so easy to take her right here and right now – to show her that it was she who would make the first move. Kimberly's place was to follow and obey. But it was too soon. Far too soon to begin the process of taming this woman who had yet to realize she needed and wanted someone of the same sex in bed beside her, a woman who knew how to render her powerless and fill her with a longing so deep she would do anything to fulfill it.
Visions of Kimberly with her boyfriend crept into the scenario.
When Taryn envisioned Kimberly with Mark, the image drew her warrior instincts out. Her nostrils flared and she thought of his penis inside Kimberly's mouth, her cunt, and her ass. Suddenly she was angry with Kimberly for being so foolish and timid, for giving herself to Mark in any way, time or place he wanted her. Excitement giving way to fury, she knew she must leave before she lost control. She stood and told Kimberly, "I'll send someone to help you bath. I think you'll find everything you need in the closet." She was halfway through the door when Kimberly called out to her.
"Taryn."
"Yes?"
"I didn't bring any clothes. If you could arrange for someone to take me home, I'll wait and take a shower there."
"Take you home?" Taryn said in a voice colored with disbelief.
She dismissed Kimberly's statement as one not worthy of a response.
"Laurie and Susan got your sizes when they undressed you last evening," Taryn told her. "They went shopping this morning and purchased a few things for you. If you don't find their choices to your liking, let me know. I can always send Taylor to your home to pick something up for you." Noting the puzzled expression on Kimberly's face, she told her, "We want our guests to be comfortable, no matter how long or short their stay." She started into the hallway once more.
"Taryn, wait!" Kimberly called out. She searched for something to say – anything that would make her stay a little longer while she debated what to do.
"Yes?"
"I … I appreciate your hospitality, but I can't stay here," she finally blurted. "I've work to do this weekend. Besides, if last night is any indication of the excursions you offer, I'm not so certain I want to partake of your services." A part of her hoped that Taryn would come back and explain to her what last night meant, to give her some explanation that would assuage her fear and convince her to stay. She was visibly surprised by Taryn's response.
Taryn laughed and told her, "It's up to you. I will tell you one thing. Your friend Pat is the purveyor of our services. She wanted to give you something special to celebrate your promotion to … vice-president, I believe? Anyway, I promised her we wouldn't tell you until after you'd rested and spent the night here. She was afraid you'd leave without giving us a chance to show you what we have to offer."
She paused and shrugged her shoulders as if indifferent to Kimberly's choice of whether to go or to stay.
So I was right all along, Kimberly mused. She paused and turned her eyes away from Taryn's steady gaze. This excursion, if she dared call it that, was rocking the very foundation upon which her life was based. Somehow, she knew that everything she'd ever believed or hoped for would be challenged if she allowed herself to go through with this. Could she survive the earthquake and continue her life as she'd planned it?
Sensing her hesitancy, Taryn walked back across the room. She took Kimberly's hand and pressed the open palm against her lips. Her temper had calmed, allowing her to be playful and gentle with this woman who looked at her so expectantly. With her tongue, she traced the line from Kimberly's palm to her forefinger. "Why not do it?" she asked. "Live dangerously for once, Kimberly." Taryn kissed each of her fingertips, then leaned down and kissed her softly on the cheek.
"Think about it," she whispered. "There's no need to make a hasty decision."
As swiftly as she'd appeared, Taryn was gone. Kimberly laid full length on the bed. She ran her hand over the spot where Taryn had been sitting. What's happening to me? she wondered. Everything she'd ever dreamed of or planned in her life now seemed to be challenged. "I'm not a homosexual," she whispered to herself. "Yet, why do I feel this way? What is it about this woman that makes my heart race and my bosom ache?" Lost, frightened and uncertain what to do, Kimberly closed her eyes and fell into a restless slumber.