# Chapter: 22 Jan and Rick meet Mistress Victoria

After Nicky spoke with Jan, and then they both spoke with Rick, Nicky invited them to meet Miss Vicky at her house. She explained that her mistress wanted to meet them to help explain a bit more about what D/s life was about and answer any questions they might have. In reality, Miss Vicky needed to know if Jan and Rick, especially Rick, would be up to being Nicky’s Dom.

It was as much of an interview as it was informative. They didn't know that, yet. Jan and Rick were both very nervous about meeting Nicky’s mistress for the first time. All they knew about her was what Nicky had told them, and that wasn't exactly welcoming.

When Jan and Rick pulled up to Miss Vicky’s estate, they were surprised at what they saw. They had no idea that this was how Nicky had been living. The grounds were beautiful. Professionally landscaped. Flower beds all in bloom, shrubs neatly trimmed, yard mowed. It took their breath away seeing how immaculate it all was.

Then there was the manor itself. A large three-story Victorian. A marvelous work of art in itself. Large wooded porch across the front with several rockers lined up. As stately as it all appeared, there was something very inviting, almost comforting, about this home. Maybe it was the large windows with brightly colored curtains, the flower pots lining the walkway and the steps leading up to the door. All of this beauty helped them to relax and feel a bit less nervous about the visit.

Rick walked up to the large wooden doors and rang the bell as Jan stood by his side. As the door opened, they were greeted by Nicky. She was dressed professionally, not in a uniform, just neatly—black slacks and a white button shirt. Nicky greeted them very politely and asked them to follow her to the study. Jan looked at Rick, surprised, a bit confused. Rick just shrugged and followed Nicky down the hall.

The inside of the home was as incredible as the grounds. Stunning polished mahogany wood trimmings everywhere. Detailed patterns in the hardwood floors that shone like a state house. The large 7-foot windows let in natural sunlight, brightening the interior and making all the polished wood sparkle. Everywhere they looked, they saw amazing antique furniture and wonderful artworks hanging on the walls. They were both stunned speechless by what they saw.

Entering the study was more of the same. With a large fireplace and the most impressive wood mantel around it. Oak or cherry, with pillars on each side holding a large mantel with a beautiful antique clock sitting in the middle. Silver candlesticks on each side, and another oil painting above it all. They glanced at the women sitting in the leather chair, then back at the painting, and realized it was a portrait of Mistress Victoria. A bit younger, but just as elegant as she was sitting there.

Nicky introduced everyone and asked Jan and Rick to sit across from Miss Vicky. Then Nicky politely asked them if they wanted something to drink. Tea, wine, or something stronger. Jan turned to Rick, looking confused and bewildered. Rick just shrugged and turned back to Nicky. Jan finally asked for a glass of red wine, but Rick needed something stronger.

“I’ll have a scotch, neat, if that’s okay.” Rick’s voice was low and a bit unsteady.

Nicky politely gave a small curtsy, turned, and went to get Jan’s wine. When she returned, she handed Jan her glass and went over to a small bar in the corner of the room to get Rick his drink. She placed a coaster on the table next to Rick and handed him his glass with a small bar napkin under it. Then gave a small curtsy again and walked over to Miss Vicky and sat on a small stool next to her mistress. Miss Vicky reached out and brushed her hand across Nicky’s head, as if she were petting her. Which she was.

Miss Vicky spoke first. “Thank you for coming to meet me. I can see by your expressions that neither of you knew what to expect.” She continued to stroke Nicky’s hair. “Nicky is doing her job. She is not my servant, but one of her responsibilities is to greet and care for our guest.”

“As you can see, Nicky is very good at this, and she is well rewarded. She is also very well disciplined if she doesn’t. Right, Nicky?”

“Yes, Mistress.” Nicky leaned over closer to Miss Vicky and rubbed against her leg, again, like a pet.

“Nicky, think it’s best if you go up to your room while I talk to Jan and her husband.” Miss Vicky spoke with authority, but not in a demanding voice.

Nicky stood and excused herself, then walked out of the room. They heard her go up the stairs and close her door.

Miss Vicky took a sip of her tea and set the cup on the table next to her. She looked at Jan, then to Rick. “Nicky said she had spoken to you both about how she feels and what she would like. She told me that even though you both don’t completely understand her lifestyle, you didn’t say ‘No’. That you are at least willing to consider the possibility, that’s why I asked you to come here.”

“Nicky asked me to answer any questions you might have and to help see if this is something you would like to explore. Our way of life can be confusing, if not a bit intimidating, from the outside. However, once you learn the facts and weed out all of the fantasy most people hear, you will see that there is much more to it than dungeons with whips and chains.” Miss Vicky gave them both a big smile that wasn’t exactly reassuring.

Both Jan and Rick found themselves very intimidated by Miss Vicky’s presents. But Nicky asked them to be here, and they needed to know more about what Nicky wanted.

“Are either of you familiar at all with BDSM or what it means to be in a Dom/sub relationship?”

Jan and Rick both shook their heads ‘No’.

Miss Vicky sighed, “I guess we have a lot to talk about then.”

For the next few hours, Miss Vicky explained the basics of what it meant to be a Dom or a sub. She briefly went over the different types of relationships in their communities. From simple role play between a couple as part of foreplay, or their sexual relationship, to the extreme of Master and slave. She emphasized that the most important fact in any relationship was consent.

Didn’t matter how simple or strict the roles were; they were always based on communication, trust, and, most importantly, consent. Even someone who lives as a slave has to consent to that role and can take that consent back at any time.

“Nicky’s role this evening was as a servant. Nicky and I had talked about it before and had decided that was what Nicky wanted. She was eager to show you both that part of her life. Are you starting to understand a bit more of what Nicky is asking of you both?” Miss Vicky waited patiently for their response.

Rick reached over and held Jan’s hand. Took another sip and inhaled. Jan could feel the tension as he held her hand a little tighter than she expected. Then he found his voice. “I don’t want her to be our servant or our slave. I wouldn’t be comfortable in that type of role. Honestly, I’m not sure if I want to be dominant over anyone. Jan and I talked about it briefly after Nicky approached us, while we are interested in...” Rick hesitated, unsure how to say what he was thinking. Miss Vicky helped to ease into the subject.

“The sexual side of it? Correct?” Her voice was relaxed, soothing, and sounded nonjudgmental.

Rick relaxed as Jan spoke first. “Yes, that is what has intrigued us both. I’m assuming Nicky has explained how all of this started. I selfishly sent my Nicky to seduce Rick so he would stop annoying me while I was in the hospital.”

Jan squeezed Rick’s hand, then continued. “I honestly don’t know why I did that. I’m not exactly proud of putting either of them in that situation. But something very unexpected happened. Nicky brought out another side of my husband, neither of us knew was there. We were both very content with our sex life, but maybe that was the problem. We never thought to explore to see if there was anything else. Nicky showed us a whole new, exciting side we never even thought about. Now we want to see what else we might be missing.” They all heard the excitement and wonder growing in Jan’s voice.

“Is that how you feel, Rick?” Miss Vicky gently asked Rick, hoping to pull him out of his shell.

Rick was still hesitant. Jan nudged him slightly to encourage him to open up. Rick sat a bit straighter. “Yes! But…” His voice was a little louder than he had wanted, but he continued. “Nicky pissed me off with her little spoiled brat act.”

“My guilt over giving in to her had made me lash out. I found myself mad at everyone. At Jan for coming up with that ridiculous idea. At Nicky for making herself so irresistible. Which, if I understand it right, is your fault, after all, you taught her. Also, I'm mad at myself for being so damn weak and giving in so damn easily.”

Miss Vicky just smiled, her voice lighter. “You’re right. Nicky is naturally very sexual. I helped her learn how to use that so she could always be in control of her situations. Sexual or otherwise. So, how are you feeling about what happened now that you’ve had time to reflect on it?” Miss Vicky was hoping to help Rick face these conflicting feelings within.

“I’m still mad.” Rick said softly, “I’m also very confused. I don’t really understand what I’m feeling.” He hesitated again, looked at Jan, then looked down.

Jan could see Rick struggling. It broke her heart that she had caused him so much pain. She looked at Miss Vicky and, without saying a word, pleaded for her help in fixing what she had broken. Thankfully, only Miss Vicky saw the single tear run down her cheek.

“Rick, take your time. If you need a break, we can take one. Nothing needs to be decided today.” Miss Vicky knew that Rick was fighting between his desires and his morals, which can be the hardest fight to face.

She has seen over the years what happens when the things we are taught by society conflict with what our bodies and minds want and desire. She also knew that this conflict could not be rushed or forced. It had to be faced and given whatever time each person needed to resolve on their own.

Everyone else’s role was just to be there, to be present and support them through the process. This was the hard part—the fine line between supporting and not influencing their decisions.

Rick inhaled and started again. “I guess I’m torn between what I’ve been told it means to be “faithful” to Jan, and how I feel about Nicky.” He looked directly at his wife. “I love you more than I ever have. I’m so scared that if I say out loud what I’m thinking, it will somehow hurt you. That once I give it a voice, it will break us. That’s why I’m struggling. It would have been easier if it all just went away. But you and Nicky both seem to want to explore this more. It makes my head spin.”

Jan looks at Rick, “I’m so sorry. I should have told Nicky ‘No’ when she asked if we could talk about her joining us. I’m not sure why I didn’t.” Jan gave a small, nervous laugh. “Guess if I’m honest about it all, I really liked the changes she brought out in us in bed. I was being selfish again and wanted to see what else she could show us.”

Jan looked back at Miss Vicky. “I looked at it as just sex, nothing more. Nicky and I have always been very open and relaxed talking and sharing things about our sexual lives. I’ve always been fascinated listening to her talk about hers. Not that I’m interested in women, but in how excited she is and how much fun she has. To Nicky, sex is more of an adventure. I’m sorry, I just wanted to feel that excitement too.” She looked at Rick again. “You understand?”

Rick looked at Jan, smiled, and his eyes seemed to light up. “Yes. That's exactly how I feel. Nicky is such a free spirit in bed. Don't think the girl has a modest bone in her body. She is comfortable with her sexuality and sees no reason to hide it. She says what she wants and doesn't hold back. I want us to have that too. There are things I've wanted, but never brought up out of fear. Fear you might think I was weird, or a pervert. I was afraid of being rejected or laughed at. So, I just pushed those desires away.” Rick laughed, really laughed.

“Nicky doesn't have that problem. She doesn't have any filter at all. I truly believe she really doesn't give a shit what others think. She's going to be herself no matter what anyone else thinks. I really admire and envy that in her.”

Both Miss Vicky and Jan laughed with Rick. And they both agreed about Nicky's free spirit.

“Well, where do we go from here?” Jan looked at Rick, then at Miss Vicky.

“That's up to both of you and Nicky. Are you ready for her to join us again?” Miss Vicky picked up her phone and waited.

Jan and Rick looked at each other. They both said “yes” at the same time.

Miss Vicky texted Nicky asking her to come back down. As soon as she hit send, they heard Nicky’s door open and her run, actually run, down the stairs. Nicky flew into the room like her usual ball of energy that lit up every room she invaded. Nicky stood next to Miss Vicky and waited, not patiently either.

She looked back and forth at Jan and Rick. “Well? Rick, are you going to be my Master now?”

Rick visibly flinched at that word. Jan could feel him shudder. “No! Absolutely Not!” he shouted.

Nicky's shoulders sank, and she looked like she was about to start crying. Miss Vicky reached out and held her hand.

Then Rick continued. “I am no one's master. We don't want a slave or even a servant. But, if you're willing to be patient and can control that bratty attitude of yours, I'd be willing to try to be your Dom. We will need to discuss how you will address us, but you cannot use 'Master'.”

Rick turned to Miss Vicky. “Mistress Victoria, will you help us learn how to be Nicky's Dom and Mistress? And how the hell to control her bratty, impulsive energy?”

Miss Vicky laughed. Pushed Nicky toward her new owners. “Yes, I'd be more than happy to. You want to take her home now, or should we take this naughty little brat down into the dungeon for a little fun before you leave?”

Nicky lit up, looked at Rick. “Please, take me downstairs. Let Miss Vicky show you her toys. Give you a few ideas of what you'll need if you think you can control me.” Nicky stuck out her tongue at Jan, then grabbed Rick’s hand and pulled him up. They all laughed and headed down.

They spent the rest of the afternoon in the dungeon. Jan and Rick were in awe of everything they saw. All of the equipment, the toys, and listening to Miss Vicky explain what they were used for. It was mind-boggling to see it all for the first time. Later, they would tell Nicky it was even a little scary down there.

Over the next several weeks, Jan and Rick took turns visiting with Miss Vicky and doing research online, learning all they could about D/s. The more they learned, the more fascinated they became. There was so much more to it than just the hype from stories and porn. So much more substance and etiquette to it.

As they learned what it meant to be a good Dom and mistress for Nicky, they admired and understood Nicky’s choice to live as she did. They also learned a lot about themselves. How to communicate openly and not hold back. How, it was okay, if someone’s idea or kink didn’t match with another’s likes?

They learned that being told No, wasn’t a rejection, just a boundary to be honored.

# Chapter 23: Nicky’s New Home

After Nicky moved in with Jan and Rick, the first few weeks were hectic. Nicky was like having a toddler in the house. She was noisy, constantly on the go, a big ball of endless energy. Then there was bedtime. Nicky tried for several nights to crawl into bed with Jan and Rick. They had a king-size bed, so room really wasn’t an issue.

The problem was that she wanted to sleep between Jan and Rick. Nicky had her own room, but for several nights, they woke up to find her trying to crawl in between them. When Rick would take her back to her room, she would pout and whine. A few mornings when Rick got up, there was a blanket and a pillow on the floor on his side of the bed where Nicky had slept.

It wasnt all bad. Rick got up early every morning since he had an office job. In the first few days, Jan got up with him to get his breakfast as she usually did, only to find Nicky already in the kitchen. Nicky would be in there in very revealing lingerie and what was now her favorite apron. Jan later found out it was the apron that Nicky had used that morning she was in the hospital. So for the first couple of mornings, Jan would sit at the kitchen table, sip her morning coffee, and watch Nicky scurry around getting Rick’s breakfast.

After a few days, Jan decided to stay in bed and sleep in. She would wake up enough to get a kiss and tell Rick to have a good day, then sleep a few more hours. Jan’s schedule was very flexible since she mostly worked from home. Only needing to go to the office a few days a week for meetings. The first morning that she slept in, Nicky heard her in the bathroom and was waiting for her with her breakfast on a tray when she came out. Jan gave in, got back in bed, and enjoyed letting Nicky wait on her. She didn’t mention that to Rick until the weekend when Nicky brought them both breakfast in bed.

Nicky waited on Rick constantly. The day started with Nicky making his breakfast. While he sat in the kitchen, Nicky would put out his clothes for the day. She wanted to help him dress, but Rick refused; that was too much. Nicky would clean up the kitchen after he left for work. After Jan got up, Nicky was in their bedroom changing the bed linens and collecting any laundry. Then she would clean up in the bathroom.

Most of the rest of the day, Nicky was busy with laundry and general cleaning around the house. Nicky also prepared dinner every evening. Nicky even met Rick at the door to take his briefcase and jacket when he returned home. She had him sit down so she could remove his shoes and put on a pair of slippers.

Jan settled into this routine quickly and easily. She watched Nicky, realized that she was very happy, and let her do what she loved to do. Jan found she got more work done and had time to relax, to read, or even to go outside on nice days to get some sun. Nicky even offered to do the shopping and run errands. Jan was a bookkeeper, and that’s what she did every day in her home office. Jan had offered to do Miss Vicky’s books for her as payment for the lessons she gave them as they learned more about being a Dom/Dommee for Nicky.

Rick, on the other hand, had a harder time letting Nicky be Nicky. At first, he hated the attention Nicky gave him. He was very uncomfortable with being constantly waited on. He felt guilty about having Nicky act like their maid and servant. It took hours for Jan to try to explain that it made Nicky happy and was what she wanted. Jan had to ask Miss Vicky to make Rick sit down with her for a few meetings to help Rick understand the relationship Nicky craved. Rick slowly came to accept this role, but it took him longer to really feel totally comfortable with it.

Nicky, for her part, was wonderful. Other than being overly hyper, she tried her best to help Rick and Jan settle in with her there. She waited on them both, but also gave them space. She would give Jan and Rick time to be alone every evening after dinner. After she cleaned up in the kitchen, she would return to her room. Another thing Rick found uncomfortable, but Jan accepted right away. Nicky also never brought up sex. Never asked about it or flirted with Rick. That had actually surprised Jan a bit.

At the beginning of the second week, Jan got Nicky to sit down with her and asked her about it. She had really expected Nicky to be more aggressive about sex. She dressed like she was trying to get Rick interested. But in reality, it was just the way she was the most comfortable. When there weren’t any clients scheduled at Miss Vicky's, they both dressed very casually. It wasn’t unusual for Nicky to do her chores naked while she lived with Miss Vicky. Miss Vicky herself was mostly in lingerie when it was just the two of them.

When Jan brought up sex with Nicky, Nicky explained that it wasn’t her place to initiate it. That she was more than willing and, in fact, she wanted more than anything to be with either of them, or both of them. But she would wait patiently for either Rick or Jan to tell her when they wanted her. Nicky explained that she knew Rick was having a hard time adjusting and didn’t want to add to his struggle by making him uncomfortable about it, too. Miss Vicky had actually explained to Nicky that if she was overly sexual toward Rick too fast, it might cause him to shut down completely. She helped Nicky to be patient and wait til Rick was ready.

Nicky giggled and told Jan she had her toys in her bedroom for when the urge got too much, and she needed relief. They both laughed, then both got out their toys and compared to see who had better ones. It was Nicky, of course; it wasn't even close. Jan’s were only a few and very vanilla, what you would expect for a vanilla married woman to have. Turns out, Rick had none, which Nicky took as a challenge; one she was determined to change when the time was right. Nicky’s collection was quite impressive to Jan. Then Nicky told her that these were only the bare minimum she had brought with her. She actually had a lot more. Most of which were a bit noisier. That got them both laughing again.

Jan and Nicky had always been very comfortable talking about sex, about their wants and desires. They had told each other about their fantasies, and Nicky had shared some of her exploits over the years. They both hoped Rick would eventually come to feel comfortable doing the same. Nicky said she knew he would; it might just take some time.

Jan got quiet for a moment, then looked at Nicky and asked her very directly about what Nicky expected between them. Nicky explained that it was part of their relationship, and when Jan was ready, they could discuss boundaries. Then they could both decide what was possible and what was definitely not allowed. At that time, they could decide on safe words, which Nicky had to explain what they meant and how to use them.

Nicky was very comfortable and willing to teach Jan all of this. Nicky was very confident that Jan would be a switch. She would more than likely be a Mistress to Nicky, while a sub to Rick. Nicky was a little envious of Jan for being in that position. Since Jan was being so open and willing to talk about all of this, Nicky decided to be honest. Nicky came out and told Jan she hoped to get Rick to accept her as his slave. It was her biggest desire.

She knew it was also Rick’s biggest trigger, so she would need to be very patient. She was prepared for it to take months, maybe years, before he would ever be open to exploring that role. However, if it never happened, it would be okay, disappointing, but okay. Jan admired Nicky's frankness and how she faced reality, much more than it seemed from the outside. Nicky wasn’t as immature and childish as she acted.

Jan found Nicky’s ability to flow between sub, brat, little, and then completely out, fascinating. She was actually very excited and wanted to learn more. Over the first few weeks, Rick struggled to openly acknowledge his own wants and kinks. In contrast, Jan was excited to jump right in. She took in everything and was willing to try anything.

While Rick’s time with Miss Vicky was spent trying to sort out what he wanted from what he had been taught was acceptable, Jan was all in. As she learned about her own kinks and desires, her sessions with Miss Vicky were a bit more explicit. Jan had always learned better by ‘doing’ than by studying.

Jan had decided that the best thing she could do for Rick and Nicky would be to learn as much as she could. That way, when Rick was ready, she could help guide him in setting up scenes and not need to make Nicky have that burden. She learned quickly that if Nicky had to take on that role, it would make it much less enjoyable for Nicky, and consequently for Rick and possibly for her.

To do this, Jan asked Miss Vicky to ‘show’ her how rather than ‘tell’ her. Jan already had her safe word and had used it a few times. Miss Vicky pushed her so she learned her limits. Jan learned where her boundaries were and what her hard no’s were. The more Jan learned, and the more intense her sessions became, the more she longed for Rick to catch up. Miss Vicky helped her to be patient and give Rick time. That time turned out to be a very good investment for everyone.

# Chapter 24: Jan grows into her new role.

As Jan watched Nicky over the first few weeks and learned more about the D/s dynamics, she realized that she and Nicky had always lived like that. Even as a child, Nicky had always looked up to Jan and followed her lead. She was beginning to realize that this dynamic was why she could send Nicky to Rick and why Nicky obeyed. The more she thought about it, Nicky had always followed Jan’s request and very rarely complained. Jan began to realize that Nicky had always been submissive, but it didn’t mean she was weak.

Nicky felt safe as a sub, but she also knew how to set boundaries in her life. Jan remembered times when Nicky had told her about girl friends who had made her feel uncomfortable and tried to push her beyond those boundaries. Nicky had stood up for herself and never put up with being used or abused in any way. Jan saw very quickly that to Nicky, being submissive was not the same as being weak in any way.

All of this helped Jan relax and move into her position as a Domme for Nicky. She started by telling Nicky what she needed, rather than asking. She gave Nicky small tasks, like errands, for her to do. Told Nicky how she wanted things done around the house and what to make for dinner. While she was working in her home office, she told Nicky when she wanted lunch or a drink.

Jan saw that the more structure Nicky had, the more she thrived. Jan also realized that it made her feel empowered and drawn toward Nicky. Watching Nicky busy doing her chores around the house in her lingerie and that cute apron was stirring up desires. Jan thought more and more about when she had pinned Nicky against the car and that passionate kiss. Every time she was alone with Nicky, her body ached to have her.

Jan finally stopped denying herself the pleasure she craved. When Nicky returned home from an errand, Jan told her to join her on the couch. As Nicky sat next to her, Jan reached over, placing her hand on the back of Nicky’s head and pulling her closer. Jan kissed her just like she had against the car that day. As soon as their lips met, the fire inside Jan roared to life. She felt a surge of heat flood throughout her entire body. Jan passionately gave in to her desires and took what she wanted.

She put her hands on Nicky’s shoulders and forcefully pushed her back down on the couch. Jan tried to unbutton Nicky’s top, but she was too lost in heat and had no patience for anything in her way of Nicky’s naked body. She grabbed her shirt and ripped it open, sending buttons flying.

Nicky gasped, caught off guard by Jan’s sudden burst of assertiveness. Nicky reached out and helped Jan pull her shirt off above her head. Both women frantically unclipped their bras and threw them on the floor. Jan stopped for a moment, looking down at Nicky’s luscious, firm breast. Her nipples were hard little spikes begging to be touched. Jan held Nicky’s breast in both hands, then leaned down and licked, dragging her tongue slowly across each nipple. Nicky moaned as Jan's hot breath and wet tongue gave her breast the attention she had been craving since she had started living with them.

While she licked and sucked on Nicky, she reached down and undid Nicky’s jeans. Then sat up as Nicky raised to let Jan pull them off her. Jan had gotten hold of both Nicky’s jeans and panties, pulling them both off together. As soon as her legs were free, Nicky spread her legs so Jan was between them, exposing her hot, wet flower. Nicky lay before Jan completely naked, finally. Her beauty had mesmerized Jan as she gazed at Nicky’s soft, tender body; she longed to caress every inch of her.

Nicky saw the lust and desire on Jan’s face. Nicky raised, holding Jan’s face close to hers, she softly said, “My body is all yours. Do whatever you desire to me, mistress.” Then sank back down, waiting for Jan to have her way.

Jan didn’t make her wait very long. She grabbed both of Nicky’s legs and spread them further apart, diving face-first between them. She attacked Nicky’s flesh like someone who was starving and hadn’t eaten in days. Which was actually true; this was her first time with a woman. Jan had been dreaming of this almost every night. Several mornings, she had woken up wet and wanted to pull Nicky into bed with her. Now that she finally had her, she gave in to her cravings and buried her face in Nicky’s sweet, wet folds.

Jan’s first time between another woman’s legs brought a fervor of thoughts rushing through her mind. Her senses were overloaded. Jan felt the heat radiating from Nicky, the aroma of her luscious, vibrant sex, tasted the sweetness of her wetness, and heard the sounds of ecstasy as Nicky moaned and purred with each touch of her tongue. Finally, her vision filled with the marvel of Nicky’s portal to paradise.

Nicky's wetness dripped from her as Jan hungrily explored deeper. Jan slid her tongue between Nicky’s swollen lips toward her throbbing bud. Nicky drew in a deep breath and held it in anticipation. Jan could feel Nicky’s muscles contracting and knew she was close. She wasn’t ready to give Nicky the sweet release she craved. She didn’t touch her directly, but slowly circled around her, keeping her sweet little bud just out of reach. Jan reached in and spread Nicky’s folds apart, exposing her engorged, hard little erection, then gently blew a warm rush of air across it.

Nicky’s body shuddered as goosebumps raised. She let out the breath she was holding and cried out, “Why are you tormenting me. I was so close. Please, mistress.”

Hearing Nicky beg for release sent an unexpected thrill racing through her. A feeling she had never felt before. The feeling of power and control over someone else’s sex was intoxicating. Jan slowly crept up Nicky’s quivering body, continuing to gently blow on her, watching the goosebumps blossom along the way. Nicky's breaths were short and fast. A look of frustration filled her face. Jan brushed her breast against Nicky’s as she whispered in Nicky’s ear.

“Are you my little pet?” Nicky nodded frantically. “Will you obey me, always?” Nicky continued to nod yes. “Will my little pet beg to be allowed to cum?”

Nicky cried out as she continued to nod. “Yes, Mistress. Please allow your pet to finish. Please.”

Jan smiled at Nicky. Stroked her hand across her cheek. Then slowly slid her fingers along Nicky’s naked body. Not actually touching her, just above her skin, where she could feel tiny little hairs begging for contact. When she reached between Nicky’s legs, she suddenly grabbed her mound, burying her fingers deep into Nicky’s entrance. She pressed her thumb firmly against her clit as she squeezed her hand closed, wrapping her fingers inside Nicky, pushing against her.

Nicky’s body suddenly jolted stiff as she screamed and flooded the couch. She soaked the cushions and Jan’s jeans. Jan felt Nicky’s kitty throbbing in her hand as her muscles reacted. Nicky’s chest heaved as she tried to breathe. Her heart raced as the orgasm flooded every inch of her body. Nicky’s eyes had rolled up inside her. Jan remained still, barely relaxing her grip on Nicky, but not removing her fingers, letting the flush continue coursing through her sweet little pet. She waited for Nicky to come down from her peak and back to her before she moved. She didn’t want to interfere with her ecstasy and much-deserved release.

Jan had never seen or felt anyone cum that hard, ever. In all the porn she had watched with Rick, she had seen a lot of fake, exaggerated climaxes. But never an honest, mind-altering, real orgasm that electrified every muscle in anyone’s body. She had read about blended orgasms that felt stronger, deeper, and caused a more "full-body" orgasm, but had never achieved one herself. Jan waited for Nicky to regain control of her body slowly.

Nicky’s breathing slowed, and her heart rate crept back to normal. Her body started to relax. Jan released her vagina and sat upright. She looked down at the mess, then at Nicky, and giggled. “How are we going to explain this to Rick when he gets home? Guess you need to clean up your mess.”

Nicky’s face turned bright red. Again. “Yes, ma’am. Right away.”

Nicky scrambled to get up. Her legs almost gave out when she first tried to stand. Once her body started to cooperate, she leaned toward Jan, kissed her cheek as she whispered. “My god, where did you learn that? Thank you, Mistress.” Nicky went to grab some towels and quickly returned.

Jan giggled again, jumped up, and let Nicky finish undressing her, removing her wet jeans and panties to put in the wash with the towels Nicky had grabbed to clean up the puddle on the floor. Thankfully, they had paid extra to have the couch Scotch guarded to protect against spills and keep it clean and dry.

Jan watched Nicky collect everything to take to the laundry room. Nicky’s body was still slightly shaking, and her breathing was still a little off.

“Nicky, don’t start the washer right away. Come join me in the shower first.” Then she turned and headed to warm up the shower as Nicky rushed off to put everything in the washer, then ran to join her Mistress.