Christine

It's Sunday morning and I am up preparing brunch for Katia and her sister. They're not here yet but I'm ecstatic. This is the first time I get to be around Katia's family as her girlfriend. It's a good feeling. I was so surprised when she told me that she found her twin. I can't believe Mr Galanos has been sitting on this information for so long. I don't understand how could you have a child and not want to be in their life.

Anyway, Katia sounded so excited on the phone. This is the happiest I've heard her sound in a while. Maybe this is what she needed to help her turn things around. I was starting to think she was depressed. I hear the door open and check my watch. They're a little early.

"Mistress!?" Katia calls out.

Is she really calling me that while her sister is here? I clean my hands and meet her at the front door. She looks so pretty in the dress she's wearing, but she's alone.

"Where's Kandace?" I ask.

"I told her to meet me here. I miss you and I needed you to myself." She says.

I put my hands on her waist and pull her body to mine.

"Mistress, do you like my dress?" She asks.

"I do. You look really pretty."

She smiles. "Thank you, ma'am."

I kiss her. "You're welcome. I missed you too."

"How much?" She asks smiling.

I back her against the wall and press my lips to hers. We grab at each other fast and hard. I pull up her dress and slide my hand into her panties. Her tongue grazes my neck before she begins sucking. God that feels so good. She sucks harder and moans as she's about to climax.

"Don't you dare." I growl.

Her lips unlatch from my neck. "Please Mistress." She pleads.

I ignore her plea and penetrate her opening. She bites my neck as she moans. I make her wait a little longer before I let her release.

"Now." I say.

"Christine!" She moans. She finishes just as the doorbell rings.

"Well this is one way to meet my sister." She whispers.

"Get the door. I'll be right back." I kiss her briefly.

"One more." She pulls me back to her.

I laugh and kiss her again. "Now go." I nod towards the door as I walk to the bathroom to wash my hands. I fix my hair in the mirror. Okay. Why am I so nervous all of a sudden? I try to literally shake it off. It'll be fine. I love Katia. She loves me. Her sister will love me. I hope. At least like me. It'll be fine. Everything will be fine. I walk out of the bathroom and hear giggling. When I turn the corner I'm met with the vision of basically two Katias. Wow. I knew they were twins but they'd have to be fraternal. It literally looks like their parents did a copy and paste job.

"Kandace this is my girlfriend, Christine. Babe, this is my sister." Katia introduces us to one another.

Kandace's eyes light up and she smiles widely. "Hi! Nice to meet you."

We shake hands. "It's really nice to meet you too. I hope you are hungry." I say.

"Famished."

"Well follow me." I say as I lead her to the dining room.

"She's hot." I hear her whisper to Katia.

"I know." Katia says but she doesn't try to whisper.

Katia helps me bring the food to the table and we sit down.

"Everything smells wonderful, Christine."

"Thank you. Call me Chris." I double take at Katia who is eagerly eating her food. I try not to look too surprised. I don't want to cause unwanted attention but I'm so happy to see her doing something other than pushing it around her plate.

"So Kat tells me you're a teacher at the University." Kandace says.

I nod and take a sip of water. "I am."

"Do you love it?" She asks.

"It has its ups and downs but overall I do."

"That's cool." She says.

"Ask her what she does, Babe." Katia says with a wicked grin on her face.

"I'll bite. What do you do, Kandace?" I inquire.

She smiles innocently. "I work for a tech company. Really boring stuff. I work with computers all day."

"That interesting." I say.

"No it's not." Katia butts in. "Tell her what you do at night."

They both start to giggle.

"I'm kind of nervous now." I joke.

"I'm a dominatrix. Katia thinks it's the funniest thing."

"Oh?" I say. That is more interesting than her day job.

"Why is that so funny to you?" Kandace asks Katia.

She giggles. "Because I'm imagining myself as someone's Domme and it's hilarious."

"I'd like to see it." I say before I bite into my strawberry.

"Well your best bet would be to go watch Kandace." Katia says.

Kandace and I laugh.

"Do you enjoy doing that?" I ask.

"Oh I love it." Kandace says enthusiastically. "I've thought about quitting my other job and doing it full time but ehh." She shrugs.

"Where do you work?" I ask.

"The club or the tech company?" She ask. "By the way, this french toast is to die for."

"Right?!" Katia says taking a bite. I'm still amazed to see her eating with so much gusto.

"Thank you. The club. I know of Frisks but I don't remember any others because Fuego was shut down, right?"

Kandace raises her eyebrows. "Kat you little devil. Why didn't you tell me Chris here was so well versed in the lifestyle."

Katia chuckles. "That's one way to put it."

Kandace squints her eyes at Katia then looks at me. "Hm."

Katia and Kandace lock eyes and start giggling again.

"What?" I ask. I'm not sure I'm a fan of the telepathy they have going on.

"Oh nothing. My sister just thinks she's so hilarious." Kandace says. "She told me we'd have something in common but I'd see for myself. I'm guessing this is it."

I laugh. "Oh."

"It's Frisks. You guys should come one night. Saturdays are usually the most fun."

"Are you going to have sex on stage??" Katia asks in disbelief.

Kandace almost chokes on her food. "No!"

I start laughing.

"I was just asking." Katia says.

"There's no actual sex in the main part of the club. Of course there's the basement but I don't work down there. It hasn't exactly proven itself to be safe for... girls like me. I stay where there are plenty of people. I like the attention."

"You always have." Katia says smugly.

Kandace ignores her remark and flips her hair. "Anyway, Chris I could get you a job if you wanted."

"I'd kill both of you." Katia says smiling at her sister.

"So I think I'll pass." I say. "Thank you, though."

Kandace laughs. The three of us continue to talk and get to know one another. Kandace is smart and funny. She's also really sweet. She tells me stories about Katia when they were growing up before it got bad. The way Katia's eyes light up when her sister talks is adorable. Katia excuses herself to the bathroom and leaves us alone. We don't speak for a moment or two.

"Can I get you something else to drink?" I ask.

"No thank you. I'm fine."

I nod.

"Thanks again for having me over. I know this has probably been a wild ride." She says.

"You're welcome anytime. It's been interesting to say the least, but Katia is happy to have you around."

Kandace smiles. "I'm happy to have her. You guys should really come to the club with me Saturday. I'll take off. You two can meet my boyfriend!"

I hesitate. "It's kind of risky for us to go out together."

Kandace shrugs. "So make her wear a mask or something."

"You may be on to something." I say.

She winks at me. "Clay always wears a mask. He's a higher up at some fancy law firm. He nervous to be seen in his kink attire." Kandace rolls her eyes. "Like half of those guys don't pay for what he gets regularly for free. I know. I've seen them."

I laugh.

Katia comes back and looks sad even though she's trying to hide it.

"What's wrong with you?" Kandace asks.

"Nothing." Katia says quickly.

Kandace gives her a look. "Well don't lie."

Katia shakes her head. "I-" she stops talking as her phone rings. She silences it. "I don't want to talk about it. Okay?" She says.

Kandace furrows her brow. "Fine."

"No." Katia sighs, "I'm sorry. Dad called while I was in the bathroom. He's just so..." She blinks back tears.

"I know." Kandace says. "Hey." She gets up and goes to Katia's side of the table. She squats beside Katia. "Don't cry. Dad just doesn't get it. We both know he can be a jerk. Don't let that get you down."

Katia sniffles. "How are you so calm about it?"

"I'm calm about it right now. It still bothers me but, " Kandace shrugs, "he'll come around on his own time or not. You can't let the ideas and opinions of others weigh you down. It'll drive you crazy. Trust me."

Katia nods. "You're so smart."

Kandace smiles. "Ugh I know. I took all the brains and beauty."

Katia giggles. "Shut up." She says. Kandace takes a seat beside her sister and we continue to talk throughout the afternoon. Their relationship is already blooming into something beautiful and I couldn't be happier.

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Katia

Saturday morning rolls around and I am beyond excited. We're going to that kinky club that my sister works at. Whenever Mistress wakes up, she's taking me shopping so I can find something to wear and I can't contain my excitement. I'm a little nervous as well. This will be my first time at this type of thing. I'm also meeting Clay, Kandace's boyfriend. I still can't believe she's in my life. I always wondered how it would feel to be able to pick up my phone and call my brother. Now it's even better because I have a sister. It just blows my mind how much of a bigot my father is. I never expected this from him. He still calls Kandace "him" and Kaden. It makes me sick. She's happy. Why isn't that enough for him? I don't understand. I shake the thoughts from my head. I don't want to to start my day with negativity.

I turn around to face Mistress. She's always beautiful to me but there's something so pure about her when she's sleeping. When she's being Miss Bell in dance class and being kind of mean and distant, I think of her like this to help me not take it personally. Sometimes it gets hard to separate her roles in my life. I stroke her hair and tuck it behind her ear. I'm so lucky to have her. She told me she thought I was coming over to break up with her when I was having my break down. That never crossed my mind. If anything it made me want to lean into her even more. She's my safe haven. My protector and keeper of my heart. We haven't been dating for an extremely long time, I know, but there's no doubt in my mind that she's the one. I feel it when she looks at me. The way she touches me is poetic. My energy harmonizes with hers and together we create symphonies beautiful enough to rival Bach. If this is only a dream, I'd pray to never see the light of day again. She is everything to me.

Her eyes blink open. Today they are golden like two honey pots waiting for me to fall in. Sweet and hard to escape. I smile at the thought of it.

Realizing that I must look like a creep, smiling and watching her sleep, I clear my throat to speak. "Good morning, Mistress."

A sweet sleepy smile adorns her face. "Good morning baby."

In these precious moments where the outside world has yet to make itself known to us, it feels like time doesn't move. It's still. The day is perfect and untouched. We exist only to each other. Mornings are probably my favorite time of day now for this reason alone.

Her fingertips slowly navigate the length of my back. The light touch tickles and erects every hair on the nape of my neck. I nuzzle against her collar bone and get as close as humanly possible. Which at times is never close enough.

"You wake up earlier every day it seems." She says.

"I think you're rubbing off on me." My hand feels the thin lines raised on her back. Scratches. Little souvenirs from last night's trip to euphoria.

She chuckles softly and kisses the top of my head. We lay here in silence, cuddling, and stealing kisses. She whispers sweet nothings in my ear. I gently trace the features of her face with my fingers. Feels good to get lost in each other.

I could swim in the depths of her mind until my arms gave out. I'd let her words fill my mouth, slither and slide the slope of my throat, and fill my lungs until it burned. I'd learn to breathe under water for her.

Eventually we get up to start our day. It's kind of tricky for us to go out together so Mistress wants to venture out from home just to be safe. There shouldn't be anyone we know in this city. At least no one from school.

I hang my arm out of the window and lay back against the headrest. It's not too hot today with just enough of a breeze to cool us down. It's perfect weather. Mistress is humming along to the radio and drumming her thumb on the steering wheel.

The car finally comes to a stop as she parks. "Ready?" She asks fixing her hair in the mirror.

"Yes and you look perfect." I say.

She smiles and leans over to kiss me. "Thank you."

"You're welcome."

We exit the car and I follow Mistress into a quaint little shop with black tinted windows. The air in here is cool and sweet. A quirky pair stand behind the counter, politely smiling at us. The guy's pointed jet black mohawk adds a few inches to his already intimidating stature. The girl on the other hand is average height with reddish orange hair, freckles splashed across her face like constellations. She's cute.

"Hi! Welcome to Baxter's!" The girl says excitedly. "If you need assistance please let us know."

"Thank you." Mistress says taking my hand in hers.

I smile and nod at the woman.

Mistress leads me to a rack of poor excuses for clothes. More like strings cleverly tied together. I'm getting shy just looking at them. She glances at me, checking my face.

"Are you okay?" She asks.

"Yes." I say quickly, trying to conceal my fear.

"It hurts me when you lie to me like that. Like you don't trust me with your feelings." She says quietly.

"I'm sorry, babe. I'm just-"

"Sorry to interrupt," The lady employee says, "just wanted to let you two know that we also just got a new shipment of platform shoes and we're having a buy one get one half off special."

Mistress looks at the lady's name tag. "Thank you, Michelle." She says politely but I know she's annoyed. That's how she talks to me when she wants to spank me but can't. I giggle. The lady smiles and walks away.

"Continue." Mistress says.

"I'm nervous." I admit.

"About?" She asks.

"This will be my first time going somewhere like this. I'm just feeling a little self cautious."

"Well," Mistress turns around and picks up one of the masks, "the beautiful thing about being anonymous is you can actually be anyone you want." She fits the mask around my head and secures it in place.

I giggle as she turns me around to the mirror.

"Do you like this one?" She asks.

I tilt my head and look at myself side to side.

"Ehh." I shake my head and take it off. Then it catches my eye. The perfect mask. It's matte black and has the cutest bunny ears. I point to it and squeal. Mistress chuckles.

"That one?" She asks.

"Yes."

"Michelle, could you get that masks from the top shelf please?" Mistress says.

"Of course!" She hurries over and uses the stepping stool to retrieve my new mask. She hands it Mistress who puts it on me. I look in the mirror and pose. I love it.

"It looks good on you." Mistress says.

I don't want to take it off. "Thank you."

Mistress pays for the mask and we leave. Sadly I can't wear it until we go to the club. Now we just have to find the rest of my outfit. Mistress apparently already has something to wear. Obviously this is not her first time at the rodeo. I've never seen her in full dominatrix garb. I'm drooling just thinking about it. I would like to tell you I'm contributing to our search, but so far Mistress has been doing the work. Which seems appropriate. If anyone is going to like how I look tonight I want it to be her. After a few different stores she finally finds a winner. She hands me the items in her hand.

"Go try it on."

"Here?" I ask.

She smirks. "Yes."

"Okay. Just... don't leave. I might need help." I say inspecting the many zippers, buckles, and clasps I see.

"I'll be right here baby." She opens the dressing room door for me.

As I am dissecting the mass of leather and metal I've come to realize I might actually look good in this.

"Christine." I call out.

"Yes?"

"Does the harness go over or under?"

"Over baby."

"Okay." I say as I finished getting dressed. I won't lie. I look sexy. I'd fuck me.

"Are you dressed?" Mistress asks.

"Yes." I open the door a little and peak out.

"Come out." She summons me closer with the stroke of her finger.

I step out nervously grabbing at the mini skirt that hangs just below my ass cheeks. Her eyes go dark and she bites her lip.

"Do you like it?" I ask sheepishly. Honestly, her face answered my question before I asked. I just want to hear her say it.

"I love it. I'm reconsidering letting you out of the house in that." She says.

"So this is it?" I spin around so she gets the full effect.

"Mm." She snatches me closer by my wrist.

"Mistress," I whisper, "you should at least pay for it first."

"You or the outfit?" She asks.

I squeeze my thighs together.

She sees the affect her words have on me and chuckles. She frees my wrist. As I'm closing the dressing room door behind me I feel resistance. Mistress rushes in and closes the door behind us. She grabs my waist and pushes me against the wall.

"Mistress."

"Shhh." She quiets me before kissing my neck. She forcefully turns me around and bends me over. I put my hands on the bench. She grabs my hair and pulls my head so I'm looking at myself in the mirror. I watch as she makes me her whimpering little bitch. It's taking everything in me to stay quiet but it's one of the most difficult things I've ever had to do.

There's a faint knock on the door and it terrifies me. She doesn't stop.

"S-someone's in here." I manage to squeeze out.

"Oh sorry!" The lady says before trying the next door.

My eyes meet Mistress's in the mirror. She looks so pleased with herself. Ugh and I love the smugness painted on her face. My legs go weak and my eyes roll into my head.

"Yes." She answers before I can ask, so I do. She reaches up and covers my mouth. I bite her hand to stay silent. She hisses in pain. I kiss the spot I just bit. "Sorry Master." I say quietly.

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Katia