Chapter 3: Time for a change

Ray thought about his blackmail plan for a long time. Now that he had been successful in gaining control over the sexy author, he desired taking his devious scheme to the next level. His biggest concern was finding the perfect Dominatrix. Ray wanted someone much stronger and far more domineering than his girlfriend. Brenda did whatever he demanded, but not to the extreme that he needed to satisfy his greedy aspiration of inflicting humiliation on Dawn.

Ray loved being dominant and he extracted tremendous pleasure when he forced slaves to obey his commands, especially when they hated being submissive. His biggest thrill came when he remained in the background and watched, which he dreamed of doing with Dawn. The solution hit him late one night, as he was having sex with his girlfriend. Like most men, he fantasized about other women even when he was with Brenda and that night a vision of her sister popped into his head.

Patti was four years younger than Brenda. Ray noticed how Patti always wanted to be in-charge and the center of attention. He loved how the younger sister displayed an obvious jealousy for her older sister and he decided to approach the young woman. When he finally got a chance to talk to Patti, Ray got the biggest shock of his life.

It happened on a long summer weekend during a family dinner at Brenda's parents. In the middle of the evening, Ray managed to get Patti away from her family. Although Ray stuttered and stammered when revealing his devious plot, he managed to convey enough so that Patti understood. She immediately said yes and told Ray that she was overly thrilled to be his partner in crime.

Ray explained his blackmail scheme and then he gave Patti copies of Dawn's pertinent stories, which he had copied onto a computer memory stick. Patti had to wait, but when she read the stories, Dawn's storylines and especially the parts that included lesbian seduction blew her away. 'Summer Vacation' and 'Team Chemistry' were her favorites and Patti constantly fantasized about being a younger woman in control of someone older.

It wasn't long before Patti surprised Ray with her own demands. She understood Ray's obsession for power and knew exactly how far he would go to preserve his control over his favorite writer. Any doubts or hesitations she had quickly disappeared when Ray showed her pictures of the beautiful author. The woman was older, but so well preserved that she could easily pass for a woman in her twenties. Patti agreed to be partners with her sister's boyfriend even though she despised the egotistical man.

Brenda wondered about Ray's sudden interest in her sister, yet shrugged off any wrongdoing, thinking she was older and much wiser than Patti. She even accepted Ray's explanation for inviting her sister to the next blackmail-story session. When Ray insisted on watching a real lesbian seduction with her sister, Brenda found the idea very fascinating. Brenda was well aware that Patti was bisexual and she had to agree with Ray that her sister would make the perfect mistress for the sultry author.

Patti certainly liked being in-charge and Brenda remembered many occasions when her sister displayed her superiority. One particular incident came to mind and Brenda shivered knowing she had kept the secret hidden over the years. She hadn't told anyone, not even Ray. Every time she remembered succumbing to Patti's vindictive nature, Brenda tried hard to put it out of her mind. What made the incident so disturbing was that she was 21 at the time. Brenda reasoned she should have been mature enough to resist any temptation and strong enough to get the upper hand on her younger sister.

The occasion happened on a weekend when her parents went away. Brenda stayed home to look after Patti, which was not uncommon since their mom and dad often took one or two day trips to visit their own parents. Leaving two daughters alone seemed okay since Brenda was virtually grownup.

Friday night started out very quietly and innocently. Brenda decided to have her best friend over to watch a movie and also for company so she wouldn't have to be alone with her baby sister. It was half way through the evening when her friend suggested they have a drink, which might make the boring movie a little more interesting.

Brenda couldn't remember the exact details, but somehow the two young women had three for four drinks, which far exceeded their tolerance for alcohol. Thinking back on the time, she realized that Patti didn't drink anything and she ingeniously stayed sober so she could gain the upper hand over the two older girls. Even though she might have been inebriated that night, Brenda still found the resulting affair very shameful.

The movie was nearing the end when the wrestling started. At the time Brenda thought it was a tremendously enjoyable experience with her best friend and she reluctantly tolerated her sister who joined in on the fun. Somehow Patti got in the middle and before Brenda knew what was happening, her clothes were askew. She remembered giggling nonstop and the alcohol seemed to make her mind too confused to think straight. Brenda recalled how the inadvertent exposure of certain feminine parts didn't seem wrong, as the three girls were alone in the house.

At some point the wrestling turned into molestation. A brazen hand slipped between her legs and touched her coveted womanly charms. Without the slightest warning, a finger sneaked into her panties and went directly to her heart and soul. Brenda remembered how she desperately wanted to yell and demand that the hand be removed from her crotch. The recollection of how wonderful the bold caress felt was still very vivid in her dreams.

Suddenly she was kissed on the lips and Brenda didn't hold back. The tongues intertwined and her best friend's tongue rolled around and around, as the kiss turned into great passion. Her friend's arms were around her and that was when Brenda realized her young sister was taking more untold liberties. Strange fingers touched her throbbing jewel and Brenda didn't want to close her legs for fear the greatest sensations would go away.

Her best friend must have thought she wanted more and that the lust was overcoming any resistance. Brenda's shoulders twisted and rolled and her friend embraced her more intimately in an effort to satisfy the supposed frenzied desire. Brenda desperately wanted to break the heated kiss so she could tell her friend to stop, but it was impossible. Her friend's tongue went deeper into her mouth and then Brenda felt her panties being stripped in a most frantic fashion.

Deep inside her brain, Brenda knew what was coming next. Her legs were spread and soft, delicate hands pushed on her velvety thighs. For the first time in her life, Brenda felt a female's tongue. Patti devoured the twitching clitoris and sucked it all the way into her burning mouth. Brenda wondered if she had just experienced the fastest orgasm in history, as the explosion erupted deep inside her belly. Whether by design or fluke, the two girls worked together and there was no respite to the warm, loving kissing and the skilled cunnilingus.

Brenda felt much better now that she had fully recalled what happened. Her fantastic orgasm slowly subsided and all the while the two friends remained in each other's arms. They kissed and their tongues performed magic, as kisses were planted all over. Brenda opened her eyes at one point and watched her friend's pretty face twist and churn in what appeared to be utter agony, which seemed very strange at the time.

Then she glanced down the girl's torso, between the swaying tits and down to the girlish face between the milky thighs. Brenda opened her eyes wider, as she watched her sister's tongue go through the wet, puffy labia. Every time Patti's tongue came up and over the upraised pelvis, her friend's hips thrust madly in the air trying to catch the fleeting molester.

That was the very first orgasm Brenda witnessed. Her friend's body trashed all over during the obvious climax and all the time the two close friends hugged each other. Brenda remembered kissing her friend. Then she lost sight of what her sister was doing, as her friend lost control during an orgasm that seemed to last forever. What Brenda found most startling were the sounds of total abandonment of a woman going through the throes of lost ecstasy, as Patti turned the young woman into a subservient slave.

Brenda couldn't believe how her dear friend fell for someone that night. The cunnilingus ended with a sudden flourish of a skillful tongue-lashing. Then the rest of the night Brenda found herself totally at the mercy of her dominatrix sister and a love-struck girlfriend who obeyed every conniving command from Patti.

The two girls had complete freedom to do whatever they wanted to Brenda. And they did! It had taken Brenda a long time before she was able to relive the rest of the drastic night. At one point she actually thought about running and leaving the house, but that seemed far too extreme. Before she realized how far her sister would go, Brenda found herself completely naked. Her hands and feet were bound with a pair of her sister's nylon stockings and the most humiliating experience commenced.

Somehow Patti convinced her newfound slave that Brenda needed punishment. Never in a million years did she think a spanking could be so traumatic, but Brenda quickly found out otherwise. The one thing that made it so embarrassing, and yet so memorable, was how her emotions traveled the entire gamut of highs and lows. First she felt trapped with her hands and feet tied up and she cried because her ass hurt so badly. The tears ran down her cheeks and she begged her sister to stop.

When she pleaded for mercy, Patti merely spanked her harder and longer. Her ass was on fire and then someone whispered in her ear. "Open your legs. Let sis see that dirty cunt ... the one you like showing off all the time."

"Oh, gawd, no! No more spanking."

"Open your legs slut ... show sis your dirty box."

"Patti, please. Oh, please stop."

The two girls had her sprawled across a cheap footstool for the spanking and they easily held her still. Suddenly sharp teeth clamped down hard on her ear and a wet tongue quickly soothed the fiery bite. That was when her precious pussy got spanked just like her ass. It seemed an eternity, an eternity of sublime anguish before the soothing tongue went to work. Her intense emotions soared out of reality along with the pain and soothing licking.

The stern spanking must have made her labia swell, but the tongue had no difficulty finding a hidden treasure. Brenda never imagined her clitoris could become so sensitive and vivacious. Her entire body came alive from the severe punishment and her belly started going through convulsions even before any thought of an orgasm. She recalled her brain begging for everything to stop, but her sister wasn't finished yet. "I watched you play with yourself. You never noticed the camera in your room that I have attached to my computer."

Brenda was dumbfounded, but still speechless. Then she remembered creaming like a sex-starved maniac, as the two girls feasted on every seductive part of her body. One fondled her boobs paying strict attention to keep both nipples extremely erect and throbbing. The other was between her legs and there was no part of her crotch that didn't receive loving caresses.

Brenda had masturbated on a regular basis, but nothing prepared her for a lust-filled orgasm. Her hips were trapped against the footstool and Patti proved once again that she was the perfect dominatrix. The girl forced her sister's thighs apart and exposed the tender, pink opening, which she covered with her mouth. Patti was young, but she was an expert at knowing what to do, after watching numerous porno clips off the internet.

Patti rolled the pulsating clitty around vigorously with her tongue and then she rammed her finger to the hilt. It was when another finger touched her forbidden opening that Brenda lost all control. There was no justice or mercy when lust consumed logic and reason. Every moral fiber in Brenda's body screamed for fulfillment just as the threat of anal fingering robbed the last shred of her decency. She didn't care anymore and let her emotions spill out with an open display of animal lust.

If that were the end of it, Brenda would have been happy. Thankful for the opportunity of looking back on the night, she was shocked at discovering her dark side. Her sister must have known Brenda was submissive and that her older sister loved being forced to perform shameful sexual acts. The sudden orgasm robbed any willpower Brenda might have had and the orgasm no sooner ended when Patti displayed her superiority.

Patti untied her sister, but remained in control. She wrapped her fingers through Brenda's hair and forcefully pulled her across the floor. The sisters were about the same size, but Patti was in much better shape, as she played rough sports all of the time. Somehow her sister got Brenda turned around and laying between her girlfriend's legs. Things might have been different if only the girl had resisted or even tried to stop Patti, but the young teenager was in full command of both young women.

Before Brenda realized what was happening, she faced something that she had only dreamed about. Patti pushed hard until her sister's flushed face was between the girl's milky thighs. Brenda had never tasted another girl or anything oral in her life, but she licked her first pussy that night. Her determined younger sister forced her face deeper into the girl's crotch and Brenda had to close her eyes when she felt the waiting wetness. Patti used the firm grip of hair to twist and push Brenda's head until she was satisfied her sister's mouth was in the desired spot.

Although Brenda had sometimes fantasized about doing it to another girl, she never imaged it ever happening. In her fantasy, a pussy tasted funny or at least smelled kind of awful. When her face got thrust into her friend's crotch, her tongue came out and she soon licked her dearest friend. It seemed that her mouth and nose went into the wet opening and then her world changed. Her tongue lashed through the narrow opening and the girl squealed with immense joy when Brenda stroked the little gem at the top of the pink slit.

Her friend must have used a splash of perfume down there and the aroma seemed to be an aphrodisiac to her senses. Brenda remembered thinking it was wrong, but yet her tongue pushed outward and easily entered the tight honey-hole. When she thrust her tongue and raked her teeth across the tender clitty, her friend cried out in a deafening manner. It added proof to Brenda's theory that a clitoris was controlling and could make a girl do inconceivable things.

Then Brenda nibbled on the throbbing clitty and her friend succumbed to the crude cunnilingus. The girl started squirting right away and Brenda realized her friend was experiencing a hasty orgasm. With the mind-numbing aroma and the sweetest cream running into her mouth, Brenda took full advantage of being in control. She replaced her tongue with a finger and then clamped onto the throbbing bud with her teeth. Brenda pretended it was her very own jewel, which enabled her to use the proper amount of loving embrace and harsh caressing on her friend.

Both young women were spent and totally exhausted when the climax ended. But not Patti, who still had an insatiable desire to be a most powerful mistress. There were clothes scattered all over the room, but that didn't matter with the parents away. All three naked girls went upstairs to Brenda's bedroom and there was no doubt as to who remained in-charge.

They weren't in bed longer than ten minutes before Patti eradicated her first worldly specimen out of her sister's belly. Patti had both women quite stimulated and sexually aroused, but it was Brenda who felt the full influence of the young teen's fury. The recollection of how she acted completely submissive and allowed her sister to ravage and totally control her at will haunted Brenda, but she fully accepted the facts. Patti continually turned her into a little schoolgirl, just as she had earlier in the evening, and Brenda remembered it as the ultimate surrender.

Strangely they never did it again. Her friend never brought up the unforgettable night of sexual drama and Brenda didn't have the courage to bring up the subject either. College graduation came and went and her friend moved away to attend another university. The one thing that remained constant was Patti's control over her big sister. There was just something about the girl's vindictive nature that wouldn't let her stop abusing Brenda.

Slowly and with great reluctance, Brenda's daydream ended. The sound of a loud doorbell broke her train of thought and she slowly shuffled across the floor. She answered the door to find Dawn standing there looking lost and afraid. Ray waited in the living room for their guest and he had already vividly scripted the entire evening. An unsuspected guest waited in the upstairs master bedroom, but first the pleasantries were conducted, trying to put Dawn at ease.

It was during the small talk that Ray mentioned that he wanted to watch. "I'm glad you came tonight."

"What else could I do ... you're blackmailing me."

"Well, I guess you really didn't have much choice," Ray whispered, with a big grin on his face.

"I wish it was over."

"C'mon now. You know you love sex ... love being blackmailed into having sex."

"No! I don't and I wish you would stop."

Ray completely ignored her pleas. "Tonight is women's night. I can't get enough of that lesbian action."

Dawn glanced at Brenda, thinking she was the one who would be with her the rest of the night, and then back to Ray. "You've already watched it. Haven't you seen enough?"

Ray grabbed her arm and the three went up to the bedroom. He left Dawn standing just inside the door while he escorted his girlfriend across the room. They sat down on a small settee by the window and Dawn let out a sigh of relief to be away from her blackmailer. The door was still open and she never heard someone enter. Suddenly the door slammed shut and Dawn's heart stopped beating.

She was too afraid to even move and knew that Ray had deviously planned something drastic for her. When a shadow came around beside her, Dawn slowly glanced at the sexiest creature she had ever seen. The young woman was gorgeous looking and the way she was dressed made her appear not only beautiful, but also overly authoritarian.

Dawn was totally paralyzed and couldn't move a muscle when the woman came all the way around in front of her. "Ray tells me that you like being a slave," Patti whispered. "Ray also likes it when I treat his slaves like bitches."

Dawn was petrified and she stood motionless without saying a word, as the young woman reached for her. In a flash there was a soft leather strap slipped around her neck and then the woman quickly snapped a leash to a ring, which was on the front of the snug collar. Dawn would forever remember being treated like a common dog. There was a sudden jerk of the leash by the woman and then Dawn was being led around the room by the dog collar. Twice around the room was enough humiliation, as Patti stopped the demonstration right in front of her sister and Ray.

Brenda huddled with her boyfriend and watched the artistic performance. The dramatic scene was almost like a spellbinding Steven Spielberg movie. The gorgeous, older woman stood still facing them, as the vibrant young woman took charge. Dawn's body trembled when Patti whispered in her ear. "Ray tells me that you have the sexiest body. Let's see!"

Patti's hands moved fast and seemed to be one step ahead of Dawn's. In no time she loosened the dress and swiftly yanked the garment up and over Dawn's head. The sight of Dawn in sexy, lace undies seemed to make her appear more alluring than if she had been nude. "I can see what that dirty bastard sees in you ... and what sis probably loved tasting," Patti whispered, as she threw the dress at her sister who caught it in the air.

It was the absolute worst feeling in the world to be almost nude and allowing everyone to ogle her. Dawn stared straight ahead at her blackmailer. "I've changed my mind. I want to go."

With a stern jerk on the leash, Patti put her cheek right next to Dawn's. "You're not going anywhere ... at least until that sweet ass is mine."

"I know I agreed to do it ... but I've changed my mind."

Before Dawn had a chance to react, she was forcibly jerked down to her knees. Bewildered and shocked by the sudden show of force, she merely glanced towards Patti, trying to estimate what the woman planned next. Patti appeared young and very confident. She was dressed in a shinny black, leather outfit, which made her look domineering and overly powerful. Patti simply grabbed the lacy bra without warning and ripped it off.

Many of Dawn's stories included lesbian affairs, but nothing prepared her for the wrath of Patti's seduction. She never wrote about a real dominatrix or referred to such a strong, powerful mistress. Patti held a whip-like instrument in one hand, which she used to taunt and humble Dawn. She stroked the whip across her face and all the way down the front of her nakedness. When she put the tip of the whip under one of Dawn's luscious boobs, it sent a shiver thorough everyone in the room.

Without hesitation, the young woman tightened her grip on the leash and her dark demanding eyes stared into Dawn's, which were already filled with tears. Patti's heart rate quickened when she noticed the determination written all over Dawn's pretty face. She found it extremely rewarding when a victim struggled to overcome her control even though the fight was in vain.

Dawn's entire body trembled and she tried to look away from the paralyzing dark eyes, but it was impossible. Her heart raced out of control, as the young woman's stare demanded absolute surrender. The drama spun to a feverish pitch when the dominatrix slowly pulled on the leash. Ray and Brenda didn't miss the dramatic effect when Patti put her face closer to Dawn's. "No slut has ever run away from me ... never refused my love," Patti whispered. "Do you want to know what I'm going to do to you?"

Dawn felt the blood drain from her face and all the way down her torso. She merely nodded, then quickly shook her head not sure what to say or do. The eyes kept conveying a burning message and Dawn remained motionless waiting for something else to happen.

Sometimes the most obvious was the hardest to comprehend. Dawn didn't know what to think when Patti leaned down and put one of her hard nipples between her teeth. She watched in horror when the young woman held the delicate nipple firmly and stretched it out as far as possible from her breast. It was sort of surreal when the elastic bud grew longer and then the pain hit her brain.

Ray and Brenda cheered so loud that Patti nibbled harder on Dawn's precious gem. That was the first time Dawn's attention went to the onlookers, as Patti abruptly let go and straightened up so she hovered over Dawn again. "Can you hear them? They want to watch the pretty slut get fucked by her young mistress."

All the desperation in the world welled up inside her. "Please, oh please, don't hurt me."

"Dawn, my love. Does your husband know you like having sex with another woman?'

"Naooo, no ... I mean I don't like it."

"Let's show Brenda and Ray how much you like being my little bitch." Patti held the leash taut and she pulled Dawn to her feet. All of a sudden her feet were moving. Dawn was led around the room two more times and then she found herself next to the bed. Patti gave one strong push and the two women landed on the bed with Patti on top. The young woman pinned Dawn's arms down, as she renewed the stern stare of doom. "Open ... open your legs for me."

It would take years for Dawn to understand why she didn't put up more of a struggle. Her legs opened and before they spread very wide, Patti's hand went to her crotch. The young mistress crudely yanked the panties off to one side. She could have stripped the panties, but decided to leave them on for effect.

Dawn would never believe she succumbed so willingly. Patti's hand was both speedy and skilled, as she lay half on top of Dawn, keeping her pinned on the bed. "Nice and wide ... open your legs, my love."

Patti sort of pulled one of Dawn's legs to the side, exposing the crown jewel. Her fingers spread the puffy labia and seized the clitoris before Dawn realized what happened. She pulled the clitty out of the hideaway and rolled it around in the immense juices. Then Patti squeezed the pearl between her thumb and fingers, twirling it so fast that Dawn's hips couldn't keep up. When the first tremor blazed through her entire inner being, Dawn experienced the strangest sensations.

The pain was terrible, yet something extraordinary seemed to control her mind. She desperately wanted to fight, but none of her muscles cooperated. Suddenly there were loud noises from across the room and it sounded like cheering. "Do it ... do it Patti! Fuck her and make her a slave!"

"Oh, sis, she's yours ... really yours."

"Holy shit, girl. You've got'er!"

"Dear gawd, no. Stop!"

"Oh, sis, you have her."

"I knew you were perfect. The mistress from Hell."

Brenda stared at the amazing seduction. She was both envious and jealous, as she whispered encouragement to her sister. "Look! Lordy, Sis, she's gonna cream."

"Nobody cums like my favorite author. I hope her next story is about getting fingered by her young mistress."

Dawn heard the dire remarks just as her hips lifted skywards. Somehow they pushed towards Patti's hand and permitted the young woman to rob any remaining willpower. The domineering young bitch licked the side of her face and put her lips next to her ear. "Are you ready? Let go. Let it go, Sugar."

Patti was more interested in power than actually performing cunnilingus. She raised her head up and practically screamed at her sister. "Brenda! Get over here. This pussy is ready for you. Eat! Get your face in there and prove to me that Ray wasn't bullshitting," Patti ordered. "Take off her panties and show me how to eat pussy."

The sisters mercifully ended Dawn's uncertainty. Brenda hurried across the room and almost dove between Dawn's splayed legs. She virtually ripped the panties off Dawn's thrashing legs and quickly handed them to her sister.

Patti put her mouth back on Dawn's ear and took absolute control. "Let go, my love. Show Mistress how much you want to cum when I let my slut sister make love to your sweet cunt." Proving her dominance, Patti rammed the wet panties into Dawn's mouth. Her voice remained steady and very low; somehow the vulgarity was not disgusting, as it should have been. "Nobody eats cunt like Brenda. But you already know that ... don't you, my love?"

Dawn couldn't take anymore taunting from the she-devil. She felt a trickle seep out of her belly and knew the mistress was right. Dawn's body tensed and she ground her teeth on the soggy panties, but it was the wrong thing to do. Brenda's mouth closed around her opening and she fucked Dawn with her skilled tongue. Patti's fingers never stopped squeezing the captured clitoris and she continued rolling it around in a frenzy, knowing the dual action would erode Dawn's stamina even more.

The memory of hanging precariously on the edge of an explosive climax would never go away. Her arms were useless, as they flailed out to the sides, and Dawn saw the end before the ultimate surrender. Patti squeezed harder and pulled the delicate clitty while her sister administered a tongue-fucking to remember. When Dawn reached the pinnacle, Patti demonstrated her decisive superiority. She wrapped the fingers of her free hand into the long, dark hair and jerked Dawn's head up off the bed.

Patti aimed Dawn's distraught face straight at the action. Dawn almost bent in half, as Patti held her in position so that nothing was missed. Her eyes glazed over and it was hard to see what Brenda was doing. Then the mistress used her teeth for the supreme effect, as she conquered all of Dawn's willpower. Patti nibbled on her ear and she practically hissed through her teeth. "Ray was absolutely right," Patti whispered. "You're the horniest slut."

"Naaah, aaaah, aaaah."

"I can see you want to keep cumming. Don't you?"

"Naaah, naaah."

"I just love the way your ass moves when slut-Brenda eats your cunt."

Dawn couldn't look away. Her face was perfectly positioned so she saw everything, as Patti kept the viselike grip on her hair. It was almost like being transposed into another world when she watched Patti's fingers roll and swirl the tiny clitoris around. Then Dawn noticed the tongue darting in and out of her honey-hole and she wondered why she couldn't feel anything.

Her brain refused to accept the demoralizing climax, but her body embraced it. Patti wasn't finished and she voiced her approval. "The world can see the pretty married woman acting like a whore. Cumming all over another sluts tongue."

"Gaaaa ... gaaaw. Naaaa."

"Keep cumming!"

All of a sudden Dawn managed to spit out the panties. "No, gawd no, please stop."