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Stacy's Submission ~ Chapter 4

Date: 3/21/2016, Categories: BDSM, Author: Aerith_Lives, Rating: 8, Source: LushStories

jokes. "How about two more of the same?" Stacy mumbles something, then realizes it wasn't words. She nods quickly, hoping the waitress goes away. "I'll be right back with those!" The waitress bounces away as fast as she had arrived. Stacy shoots a stern look at Cara. "Ohh, don't be like that. I just wanted to make sure you had everything you needed, and to make you sweat a little." Miss Cara seems to know exactly what she's doing. The stress and anxiety she's making Stacy endure has her at her mercy. Stacy pushes the egg-shaped toy inside her pussy. Her lips quickly swallow it up as it sinks inside her. Oh fuck. Stacy can't help but let out a moan as she feels the vibrator fill her up. Her tight pussy throbs around it. Quickly, she pulls up her panties again and tries to sit comfortably in the booth. She feels slightly more relieved now that she isn't so exposed. "Good girl. I'm glad we're having this little, girls night," Cara admits, opening up her purse again. Stacy watches the woman pull out a small pink remote control. She immediately understands what it is and her stomach fills with butterflies. "How about we do a little talking now, hmm?" Cara asks, her fingers caressing the control in her hand. Stacy feels incredibly fragile and very helpless. Her thin toes wiggle nervously in her heels. She can't ignore the beat of her pulse and the throbbing in between her legs. She can't understand why she feels such a desperate need to please this woman next to her. "Alright," ... Stacy spouts, meekly. Miss Cara fiddles with her remote nonchalantly. "Have you always been a lesbian, Stacy?" The words come out of Cara's lips like syrup. Stacy looks down at her feet as she searches her mind, still uncomfortable talking this personally with someone she barely knows. "Always, I think," Stacy answers, honestly. Cara reaches over and pulls Stacy's chin towards her. "I want you looking into my eyes as you answer. Understood?" Stacy feels trapped in Cara's comfortable, arousing web. She nods slowly, completely. "Good girl. I like good girls," Cara says, lovingly. "How did you first realize then, that you liked girls?" Cara drops her hand from Stacy's chin. Stacy remains locked in Cara's gaze. "I, well, I remember lying in bed as a girl. I'd have these dreams, or fantasizing thoughts while falling asleep. They weren't sexual really, but I'd just, be really close to another girl. I'd be just hugging her, or smelling her. I'd sometimes just rub my legs together as I laid there thinking about that stuff. I didn't even know why it felt good, but it did, " Stacy explains, staring into Cara's eyes. "And when did that change? When did you start doing more than just fantasizing, hmm?" Cara asks, quietly. "I used to have this piano teacher when I was about sixteen," Stacy begins, testing her memory. Cara presses a button on the remote. Ohh! Fuck me… The egg-shaped toy inside her pussy begins to pulsate in a slow, rhythmic pattern. Stacy can feel her stomach straining to ...