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Tanya Loves Brenda
Pt. 3
Tanya awoke just before 10 am and realized she had already
missed one class. Pretty was curled into a cute little ball on her bed with the
full cheeks of her bottom displayed like two large melons. So tempting, yet she
showered, threw on a top and some shorts and was out the door within ten
minutes. She left a note that simply said, "I should be home by 5pm.
Please stay. You are a very good girl. Love, Tanya."
Tanya attended all
her classes that day and went to the professor of the class she had
missed with a story about car trouble and received the days assignments. She
tried hard to focus but the idea that she might come home to an empty
apartment plagued her mind. Finally the
day was done and she raced to her car and sped for home.
She paused outside the door before turning her key and said
a little prayer.
"Oh, Pretty, please be here."
When she opened the door she was greeted by soft music and
the smell of incense.Pretty was standing before her dressed in shorts and a
tee. The girls wide smile was all she could see for a few moments as she
silently gave thanks that her prayer had been answered.
As she entered the room she noted it was spotless. The
clutter was gone, the carpet was clean and fluffy and her small kitchen
sparkled. While she stood there, quite stunned, Pretty dashed forward to take
her backpack of books, place them by the desk and began a long babble of how
she had spent her day.
"Hi, Miss Tanya," said the impossibly perky girl.
"I did the laundry, vacuumed and mopped the kitchen. I found
places for all the dishes after I washed them and cleaned the fridge. You had
some really moldy stuff in there but some was good and I found enough to make
dinner if you would like and froze the new food for later.
I borrowed these clothes. I hope you don"t mind. I'm so
glad you're home.
Would you like some wine? I walked to the corner and bought
it with some money I found in your panty drawer. I know that was naughty and I
will pay you back.
Oh, I think you'll like it, just sit down and let me get it
for you."
"Oh, and I hand washed all your undies too. You have
some really nice things and they were much too delicate for the machine."
Tanya had spent her life believing there were two kinds of
people, the users and the used and she had determined that she would never be
the latter. Her cynical attitude, however, was but a distant memory now as she
settled onto the sofa and watched Prettys perky bottom wiggle away to fetch her
a glass of much needed wine.
The girl brought her a glass of Merlot, knelt beside her and
began to nuzzle and kiss her legs. It was a nice feeling soTanya instantly
forgave the minor theft and pulled a packet of cigarettes from her pocket as
she decided to enjoy this moment. Smoking helped her think, or so she thought.
She reclined further and let her legs fall apart. The wine and the kisses were
removing all doubt and vexation she had felt throughout the day.
"How was your day?" asked Pretty as her lips moved
higher along Tanyas thigh. "I"ll bet you are the smartest woman that
school has ever seen."
This was all too perfect and Tanya could feel herself
succumbing to the irrational notion that she could simply keep the girl as her
devoted love slave for as long as she liked. The silky tongue had snaked its
way beneath the leg of her shorts and was licking at the edge of her panties
but, by now, the girl was too much her lover to use, betray or abandon She snapped her legs together and ordered
Pretty to get herself a glass of wine and then sit beside her so they could
talk.
Loosened by the wine and encouraged by her relatively mature
friend Pretty related everything she knew about the school and the deal that
was made with her guardians.
St. Elzabeths was not so much a school as a training
facility. Given her lesbian tendencies Pretty/Brenda had been readily accepted
with only a modest tuition. The Matron had assured uncle George and aunt
Barbara that, with proper conditioning, the girl could be sold as a devoted
maid and submissive lover to any number of wealthy women with an equal split of
the profits. It seemed that many ladies of privilege were willing to pay
generously and had the means to ensure that their purchase of a slave would not
be noted in the press.
Once swept away to a lair of one of the worlds many depraved
divas Brenda could be considered a missing person and her inheritance would
eventuallly fall to her guardians.
Over the past two years Matron and the proctors had taught
Brenda to perform all manner of domestic servitude with a very harsh hand. She
had endured paddles, whips, quirts and tawses as she learned to cook, clean and
study all the ways that she might serve a demanding woman.
The last class of each day was devoted to lessons in oral
submission where she had to use her mouth to please both Matron and her
assistants in order to avoid a spanking. She had resisted at first and then. as
she accepted her fate, advanced from the status of bitch through the ranks of
slut, bimbo and maid to finally stand proudly naked before Matron and receive a
little gold chain and pendant that marked her as a 'Good Girl.'
'Good girls' were ready to be sold and soon would be
auctioned in all their submissive glory to the spoiled and wealthy women who no
longer felt that disposable pets, cars, houses and boyfriends were sufficient
to sate their undeserved egos.
Field trips into town were a perk of being a 'Good Girl'
before bieng sold and Brenda had not thought of escape but simple twists of
fate had led her to this moment as she sobbed on Tanyas shoulder.
This was a revealing and thought provoking story to Tanya.
She caressed her sweet pets blonde curls and felt bad that she had been treated
harshly for the financial gain of greedy ogres who clearly did not deserve it.
On the other hand, she secretly knew that, given the means, she might well have
been tempted to purchase just such a girl. She kissed Prettys face until the
tears were all gone and sent her off to prepare dinner. She reached for her
cell and called Henry.
Dispite his gruff manner and biker looks Henry was quite
versatile in his pursuits. He maiintained, for instance, a relationship with a
small group of cyber criminals that called themselves "the
ghosts". He hooked them up with
drugs or girls and they, in turn, could get useful information on just about
anything. After much joking about a BJ from Tanya as the price of service he
agreed on five hundred to set his computer cowboys on the task of finding out
everything available regarding St. Elzabeths, as well as Prettys' guardians and
her deceased parents.
This deal bit deeply intoTanyas income but as she watched
the swaying curls and bouncy bottom of Pretty stirring away at something on the
stove she figured it was well worth it.
Somehow the girl had managed to combine the salvagable items
in the kitchen into a tasty meal and
watched with pride and glee as the sexy woman seated by her side relished each
bite and complimented her talents. After cleaning up she exited the kitchen to
find that Tanya had shed her clothes and was lying face down on the bed. She
knelt by the bed and stroked the long dark hair of her special friend.
"I love your hair, she said, I wish mine was straight
like that, I have too many curls."
"I love your curls baby but I'm just too tired for a
repeat of last night", whispered Tanya.
"That's ok, but, I could give you a nice massage",
said the kneeling girl.
Getting no response Pretty sat on the bed and began a
tentative caress of her lovers neck. Her efforts were not rebuffed so she
continued in earnest. This was another talent she had honed at school and her
hands delved into every muscle and sinew of her beautiful prone girlfriend and
was rewarded with many sighs of appreciation and contentment. She smiled at the
little grunt of disappointment as she finished her work on the lower back and
skipped Tanyas bottom to start again at her feet and methodically work her way
upward along the legs. She arrived again at Tanyas firm ass and although her
anatomy lessons had taught her this part of the body was the 'Gluteus Maximus'
she renamed it, in her mind, as 'Glorious Maximus'.
She gave it her most professional attention and then
gradually became more intimate with her touch to let her hands slip between the
prominent cheeks and slowly seperate them. She heard another sensual sigh but no
indication that she should stop what she was doing. She kissed the descending
curve of each proud hillock and could smell the musky aroma that arose from
deep within the hidden valley. Her
kisses grew more bold and eventually went to the very center of Tanyas ass, She
brought her tongue into play and slowly worked it into the tight anal orifice
of the woman she now adored.
In contrast to her bad girl persona most of Tanyas lovers
had been bi curious debutantes, cheerleaders and sorority girls and none of
them had done this before.
Could that tongue possibly be as deep as it felt and could
it possibly feel that good? She gave up all thought and brought a finger to her
clitty. With just a few strokes she was cumming and raising her ass to increase
the contact with Prettys tongue thrusts within her bottom. The girl held on to
her hips and did not miss a lick until she had climaxed and fell flat on the
bed. Still her cheeks were held apart with licks and kisses filling her deep
devide. She could not remember ever having felt so sexy and so loved but
suddenly there was an urgency that she could not ignore. She reached behind her
to grab a handful of blonde curls and urged her lovers talented mouth from
between her cheeks.
"Oh, baby, please stop, I have to fart."
She felt another kiss on her bottom and tugged harder.
"I'm serious, Pretty, I can't believe I'm saying this
but get your face out of my ass."
"Ok", said Pretty, "I'm out of the way but I
want to watch." She sat to the side and soon heard a tiny 'phht"
sound from between Tanyas lovely globes. She burst into giggles and climbed
over to lay beside her new friend and lover. "That was it? That was so
cute. You fart like a girl." Her juvenile comments and the twinkle in her
green eyes made her very relaxed lover laugh as well.
Tanya hugged the girl to her breasts and said, "You are
such a silly and beautiful girl., now, let's get some sleep. Trust me, baby, I
will make it all good and since you think my farts are so girly next time I
wont warn you."
Pretty snuggled right into her lovers armpit and kissed her
there as she mumbled, "You smell good everywhere, Miss Tanya."
"I told you not to call me that, said her lover, it's
just Tanya,"
"I like that you think I'm pretty but my name is
Brenda", she responded.
Her lover kissed her and whispered softlly, 'Point
taken." "Goodnight Pretty."
"Goodnight Miss Tanya."
They fell asleep entwined but Tanya awoke alone.
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