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Copyright © May 2025 by CiaoSteve
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This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons.
Author’s Notes
This is an eighteenth part to the series. Although it is self-contained from a story perspective, I would recommend you read the earlier chapters as there will be references which make more sense if you have read the earlier parts.
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Sunday morning was soon upon the trio, and with it, there was more of a relaxed atmosphere to goings on at the lakeside retreat. The three women arose well into the morning, with the sun already high in the sky and a pleasant warmth in the air. Compared to the previous tension which came with the presence of another amongst their sanctuary, this morning felt so different. Gone was the apprehension which had been so evident when Sophie first entered the cabin, replaced with what could only be called a sense of acceptance…
…acceptance of who they were.
…acceptance of where they were.
…acceptance of why they were there.
Breakfast was served out on the balcony, a mix of the usual yoghurts, fruit, and croissants, accompanied by the enticing aroma of freshly brewed coffee. There was no hesitation at all, as all three women took a seat around the low table, not even given the state of undress of the two youngest of the gathering. Had you been a fly on the wall, you would have seen the older member of the party bedecked in a long satin dressing gown. That, though, was the only item of clothing on display, unless you counted a little black collar around Kirsten’s neck as being an item of clothing.
It was so different to that first meeting the day before. Back then, both young women would have admitted to feeling anxious about their state of undress, or more so their state of undress in each other’s company. Now though, now both Kirsten and Sophie sat there, in the same state of nakedness as they had retired to bed the night before, seemingly oblivious to their nudity, or more so accepting the situation they found themselves in.
For Kirsten, it was nothing new. It was part of the life she had committed herself towards. Originally, she had felt a little self-conscious about the reaction from their guest to the outfit she had been asked to wear the day before, but now… now she thought nothing about exposing herself, or at least nothing about doing it in circumstances like this.
Sophie though was just embarking on that same journey, so the idea of putting herself on show didn’t come naturally. The first time had scared her, and to be honest it still worried her a little. That said, she felt so much more relaxed than she had done when she arrived at the cabin. It wasn’t exactly comfortable but somehow it seemed she had gained a sense of acceptance at the idea of sitting there unclothed.
Sophie never questioned her appearance, nor that she might be seen should anyone saunter on by, following the path alongside the lake.
Sophie never questioned, but the thought did linger at the back of her mind, what would they think if they were to catch a glimpse of her?
It wasn’t the only thought which lingered at the back of her mind. Sophie had many things she wanted to know, but she was also learning quickly. What had happened over dinner the night before, and in the conversations with Kirsten, had taught her one lesson already, a lesson she was forcing herself to follow. She may have wanted to know what was coming next, or even to demand the same, but quickly she had realised she was in no position to suggest, let alone even think about requesting. What would be, would be, and much as she felt nervous at the idea of not knowing, there was something just a little bit exciting in the uncertainty.
With breakfast evolving onto coffee and conversation, it was Claudia who took matters in a different direction, a direction more relevant for the day ahead.
“So, Sophie,” Claudia asked. “What are we going to do with you today?”
Instantly, Sophie sprung to attention. She glanced towards Claudia, then over to Kirsten, then back to Claudia. If she had a list of questions she still wanted to ask, then this would have been top of the pile, and she so wanted to know the answer. Deep inside, she even knew what she wanted that answer to be. The difference from a day ago, was that she just sat there, attentive yet patient.
Oh yeah, Sophie had that look on her face, the one which spoke of excitement and apprehension in equal measures, but that was all.
Oh yeah, deep inside, Sophie’s heart was beating faster than normal as nervous anticipation started to take control, but she restrained herself from acting on impulse.
Never did bursa escort bayan Sophie proffer a response of her own. It was the first lesson she had learned, and now all she could do was sit and wait. Already her mind was made up. She had done nothing but think about that lesson, alone in the guest bedroom, what it meant, and how she was intended to behave.
How long had it taken her to fall asleep? It must have been a good couple of hours, and all the time Sophie had stared at that bedframe, at the hooks and loops affixed to the heavy wooden frame. As she stared, she wondered; just what it would be like. Even on waking this very morning, her mind was still preoccupied with the thought of what was to come and how would it feel.
Sophie wondered if even the sleeping arrangements had been orchestrated to give her that personal time. She wasn’t going to ask, but if they had, then Sophie was appreciative. She’d come to the cabin on a high, full of excitement, full of expectation, only to see her enthusiastic exuberance be knocked back a peg or two.
She’d been taken out of her comfort zone.
She’d been put on a pedestal to be observed, to be set up to fail, and fail she had done.
Still though, still she wasn’t about to give up.
Sophie had thought of nothing more than coming to the cabin ever since it had been tossed into idle conversation, and she wasn’t going to give up at the first hurdle, at least not without knowing. It was the knowing that she had thought about long and hard. She’d already learnt a couple of lessons the hard way, and she was sure there was much more to be uncovered.
Had it put her off?
No, not at all. If truth be known, the intent to find out was even stronger now than it had ever been. Maybe Sophie was still being a little naïve but, inside, she felt that she knew what was to be expected of her, and she was going to do her damnedest to give it a go. Only then would she know for sure, and only then would she be able to return home content in understanding just what this life had to offer, and just whether it filled those missing pieces of her most personal jigsaw.
As she sat there, watching attentively, already Sophie was preparing herself to respond as only a good sub would do–in the affirmative and with a polite thank you–whatever may be about to happen.
“Look, Kirsten… look how she hangs on to every word, obediently waiting rather than diving in. Isn’t Sophie a good girl?” Claudia continued, addressing Kirsten without even looking in that direction.
Sophie glanced from Claudia to Kirsten. Both women were staring back at her as they conversed. She started to blush a little, only the darkness of her skin tone hiding the warmth within. Was it the words which had made her feel this way or was it the fact that she was back on that pedestal, back to being the centre of attention of the threesome? Whatever it was, and if truth be known it was probably a mix of the two, this time it felt different. She was there for all the right reasons rather than to be knocked back down, and it felt damn good.
“Yes, Mistress… I told you, Mistress,” Kirsten replied, her gaze never moving away from Sophie as she spoke. “I told you she had the makings of a very good girl. All she needed was a little guidance, and you can see, she’s trying ever so hard to learn quickly.”
Sophie had to fight back a smile, trying her best to stay emotionless, trying her best not to react despite the conversation being all about her.
“What she needs now is an opportunity… a chance to show you, to put matters right,” Kirsten added.
“Is that right?” Claudia replied, finally turning her attention towards the young blonde.
“And, if you don’t mind me asking… what per se do you think would be a good opportunity, Kirsten?” Claudia asked.
For a moment, Kirsten paused. She knew just how she was going to reply. They’d had that conversation the night before, so the opportunity was well and truly thought through. Still though, still the young blonde didn’t want to be seen to be too eager to respond.
“I don’t know, Mistress… maybe something like… like what you had me do,” Kirsten replied, hinting at the opportunity but never quite going into details.
Sophie just sat there. She didn’t need the details. Already she could read between the lines, piecing together what had just been said, alongside the conversation from the previous day in the playroom. In her mind she could see that frame once more. In her heart she could sense the thrill of being secured to the metalwork and made to cum.
Was this the moment that Sophie should come out and just say thank you, or was that just a little premature? She hadn’t actually been asked directly, had she?
In the end, Sophie couldn’t help herself but to respond.
“I’d like that… I’d like an opportunity to show you how I can be a good girl,” Sophie replied, staying away from being too direct with what she really wanted, yet leaving enough of a hint to hopefully guide the conversation towards that outcome.
For bursa escort sitesi a moment, the balcony went quiet. Once more, all eyes were set on the newbie amongst the threesome. The newbie, or rather Sophie, just sat there, wondering if she had stepped out of line again. In the end it was Claudia who broke the silence.
“Opportunities need to be earned, my darling Sophie,” Claudia said. “Do you think you’ve done enough yet to earn your opportunity?”
Suddenly, Sophie felt a little guilty. She hadn’t really thought of it that way, just like she hadn’t when she rode that dildo a little too enthusiastically. Once more, she had read two and two into the situation and made five, expecting the opportunity to be given, without really considering whether she was worthy or not.
Slowly, sheepishly, Sophie shook her head.
“I’m sorry,” Sophie replied. “I shouldn’t have… I mean… let me put it another way… if you feel I deserve an opportunity then it would make me happy… but… but… Claudia… Kirsten… you need to decide if I deserve an opportunity.”
Claudia smiled.
“Oh… we will, my darling… we will decide, won’t we, Kirsten?” Claudia replied, addressing that final question to her long-time lover.
Kirsten didn’t say anything. She just nodded in agreement.
“First though,” Claudia continued. “First, there’s a little something else I need to take care of, and I reckon you could lend me a hand… if that is okay, Sophie?”
“Yes… of course… all you need to do is say,” Sophie replied, enthusiastically. “What is it you need some help with?”
“Kirsten,” Claudia replied.
“Yes, Mistress?” came a response from the young blonde.
“Oh, Kirsten… silly me… I should have made it clearer… it is you I’m needing a hand with, my little sub,” Claudia explained.
“Me, Mistress?” Kirsten asked, still a little confused as to why Claudia might be needing of help.
“Well… not you exactly,” Claudia replied.
As she spoke, Claudia stood up and walked over towards where Kirsten was sitting. For a moment she stood to the side of the young blonde, far enough back to be just out of eyeshot. She ran a hand through Kirsten’s hair, caressing the soft locks. She ran her fingers over Kirsten’s cheek, all the way down until they rested against her lover’s chin. Then, with just the slightest pressure, she eased Kirsten’s head around until they were facing each other.
Claudia leaned forward.
Claudia placed her lips against Kirsten’s and the two women kissed.
“I’m sorry, my darling… but you did volunteer, didn’t you?” Claudia asked, her tone apologetic, yet her words spoken in such a way that it was clear they were not for negotiation.
Sophie looked on, confused by what was playing out in front of her.
Kirsten though… Kirsten knew exactly what her mistress was referring to.
Slowly, Kirsten nodded.
“Why don’t you tell her, Kirsten?” Claudia added, noticing the look of perplexion on the face of their guest. “Why don’t you tell Sophie what it is I need help with?”
“Yes, Mistress… I will, Mistress… thank you, Mistress,” Kirsten replied.
There was no hesitation from the young blonde. No sooner had she acknowledged the request from her mistress, than Kirsten was addressing Sophie.
“My punishment… Mistress would like you to help with my punishment,” Kirsten continued.
Suddenly the penny dropped. Sophie thought back to the night before, to the dinner party, to riding that dildo just a little too hard. Yes, there had been talk of a punishment and, yes, Kirsten had flippantly offered to accept the punishment, but little did Sophie imagine her boss would go through with it, nor that she would be expected to help in said action.
Suddenly, the balcony was quiet once more.
Sophie contemplated what had just been said. She glanced back at Kirsten, looking for a reaction, looking for just a glimpse of emotion from the young woman. Nothing came. Kirsten sat there emotionless, as if being offered a punishment was something normal.
Sophie turned her attention towards Claudia, once more looking for some sort of response, something which would tell her what was expected. Once more, nothing came. The more she thought about it, the more Sophie knew there was only one acceptable response. Still though… still, it didn’t come naturally.
In the end, it was Kirsten herself who broke the silence.
“It’s alright, Sophie… I’d like it if you helped,” Kirsten added. “Tell me you’ll help… please tell me you will.”
Sophie nodded. She really wasn’t sure what she was agreeing to, yet she felt she had no alternative but to accept. Sophie wasn’t the only one feeling that way. Kirsten herself had readily accepted her punishment, and the idea that their guest would have some role to play in said punishment, yet still she had no idea quite what would be coming her way. Both young women could feel the nerves building inside but, where Sophie’s were a sign of apprehension, Kirsten’s on the other hand were fuelled by expectation, excitement and just a touch of desire.
“Fantastic… then that’s sorted,” Claudia replied, returning to her chair, and nonchalantly pouring herself another cup of coffee as if the preceding events were just run of the mill for the average Sunday morning.
“Actually… Claudia… or should I say, Mistress… what’s sorted?” Sophie asked, the awkwardness of not knowing becoming overbearing. “What exactly would you like me to help with?”
For a moment there was silence. It was Kirsten once more who broke the quiet, with yet another note of encouragement.
“Yes… Mistress… I’m sure Sophie would love to know what you had in mind… what you’d have her helping with… so, do tell… do let her know…” Kirsten chipped in, her ask using Sophie as an excuse but intended to get the answer she was longing to know. Would it be that chair again? Would she be bound securely to the wooden frame, with Sophie keeping the young blonde on edge?
‘God, yeah, that could be fun,’ Kirsten thought to herself, glancing over towards the naked Sophie and imagining their guest wielding some sort of toy, holding it oh so tightly up against her pussy. Just the thought of the same was starting to get the young blonde aroused.
When finally, an answer was provided, it was given with that same air of nonchalance which had come with the rest of the morning. Claudia simply sat there, tossing suggestions idly out across the balcony as she downed the rest of her coffee.
“First, let me say something…” Claudia started, turning towards Kirsten.
“My little sub… do remember, this was Sophie’s punishment, but you offered to accept it on her behalf… and… well… I told you how much she loves the idea of having things up inside her pretty little ass,” Claudia continued.
Kirsten nodded. It wasn’t a secret. It was one of the things Kirsten and her mistress had discussed prior to inviting Sophie over, not that Kirsten was about to admit to it.
“Well… I thought… what would be better than to do just that… you know… to give her something to stick up her backside,” Claudia added, turning to face Sophie, yet still addressing her commentary towards Kirsten. “And then… then, we’d see if she squeals like a little piggy as she gets her cute little ass fucked…” Claudia added. “You’d like that, wouldn’t you, Sophie?”
Sophie suddenly felt a little uncomfortable. She wasn’t uncomfortable at the statement. It had been one of her desires to be taken up the ass, and she had so nearly achieved the same previously with her boss. What made her uncomfortable was the idea of such sordid details being shared so flippantly out into the open.
“I said… you’d like that, wouldn’t you, Sophie?” Claudia repeated.
Sheepishly, Sophie nodded her head.
“I’m sorry… what was that you said? I didn’t hear you clearly,” Claudia added.
“Y… yes,” Sophie responded. “Yes…”
“Yes, what?” came the question.
“Yes… yes, I’d like to get my cute little ass fucked,” Sophie replied, mimicking Claudia’s precise words.
“Well… that’s too bad,” Claudia replied. “I guess if you’d been a good girl, I might have considered it, but naughty girls aren’t in any position to choose… so, my darling, Sophie… here’s the deal…”
Suddenly, Sophie was much more attentive. A deal? A way to get what she wanted?
“You see this little ass over here?” Claudia asked, pointing Sophie in the direction of Kirsten, before turning her own gaze back to the young blonde.
“Now… come on, Kirsten… be a good sub and show our guest your pretty little ass,” Claudia continued, beckoning Kirsten to get up from her chair.
Much to Sophie’s amazement, there was no hesitation from the young blonde. No sooner had the suggestion been made than Kirsten was up on her feet. Knowing all eyes were on her, Kirsten didn’t stop there. She turned her back on the two other women, spread her feet apart slightly then, slowly, leaned forward, all the way as if reaching out for her toes. She never did touch her toes. Instead, Kirsten brought her hands back, placed one on each side of her ass, and spread her cheeks apart.
“Now… as I was saying… you see this pretty little ass?” Claudia continued.
Sophie nodded.
“Well, what if I was to say that you were going to fuck it good before the day is out, and then… then… well, then we’ll let Kirsten here decide if you’ve earned your reward. How does that sound?”
The reply didn’t come from Sophie. Instead, it was Kirsten who reacted. She managed to stifle the gasp of surprise as those words sank in, but suddenly she felt just a little insecure.
What struck the young blonde first?
Was it the idea of being punished?
Or was it more the idea of her ass being the focus of such punishment?
Or was it not knowing just what it would feel like to be taken that way?
Kirsten had thought nothing at the idea of bending over and flashing both pussy and ass back at the other two women. She had no adverse reaction at the suggestion of sticking what she assumed would be another plug up inside her ass; they took a little getting used to but weren’t so bad. The idea though of getting fucked up her back passage was something else, something for others, something she had never imagined happening to her.
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