Diane's Fall Ch. 07

Diane's big fear was that in trying to walk the tightrope between being a wife and mother versus being Kayla's submissive girlfriend and number two, she would fail at both. The relationship between her and Jerry had already deteriorated to nothing more than Diane playing the part of his maid, cook, childcare provider, and occasional fuck-buddy since meeting Kayla. It was only his clueless nature and regular absence from their lives that had prevented her husband from realizing he had been supplanted.

The twins were enamored with the idea of their mother playing an integral role in running Kayla's new business. So much so that they'd thus far failed to notice changes in their parent's relationship. Once they did, Diane couldn't help but fear how it might affect them.

And then there was sexy, seductive, Kayla. How much longer before she tired of having to play second-fiddle to Jerry and the girls? Diane couldn't help but fear that in time, Kayla would encounter another older woman without the accompanying baggage. A woman she could fully immerse in her life, a thing Diane was afraid she never would be able to do.

"You okay, sis?" Dana asked with apparent concern.

Shaking the mental cobwebs that had ensnared her, Diane smiled back at her sister and said, "I'm good. I was just thinking of how much fun it was going to be to stuff that fat strapon of mine in Celeste's tight little cunt once she has that plug in her ass."

Diane could see from Dana's expression that her sister wasn't really buying what she was trying to sell, but to her credit, Dana said nothing.

"Beth, why don't you lube up Celeste's tight little sphincter while Dana helps me into my harness."

Easing her legs into the leather harness, Diane watched as Beth liberally coated a finger in lube before inserting it into Celeste's dark passage. Dana shifted behind her sister and began to lace the harness up just as Beth started to slowly work the tip of the plug against the dark-headed beauty's asshole.

Diane was focused on her new submissive's reaction to what was happening to her nether regions when she heard Dana whisper, "You want to tell me what's really going on with you?"

Turning her head just far enough to meet her sister's gaze, Diane quietly said, "Not now."

"Fuck!" Celeste growled as the butt plug stretched the opening to her nether region fully before slipping past its thickest point and finally seating itself fully inside of her. Beth pulled at the end piece, holding it in its place, making little fucking motions that caused the dark-headed beauty to moan loudly.

When Dana had her harness cinched tightly in place, Diane said, "Why don't we let my little slut out of her bindings and move this party over to the bed."

Dana and Beth lowered the leg stirrups to a flat position before raising the back of the chair so that Celeste was again seated upright. The two then released her bindings and helped her to stand.

Diane held out her hand, allowing the younger mother to grasp it before leading her to the giant sunken bed. Celeste walked gingerly, obviously trying to adjust to the fullness of the plug inside her ass.

"How big is your boyfriend's cock?" the Domme asked as she stroked the fat nine-inch gel member hanging between her legs suggestively.

Blushing, Celeste said, "Not nearly that big. I don't think I've ever had a cock that big."

Reaching the bed, Diane helped ease the sexy blue-eyed submissive down onto her back, before laying atop her. Their breasts mashed together as Diane brought her lips to Celeste's drawing a moan from deep within the submissive. The dark-headed beauty's hands wandered up and down Diane's back before settling on her ass and gently caressing the soft skin she found there. Diane could feel the nails on the younger mother's hands as she began to grind the giant gel cock back and forth over the blue-eyed beauty's drenched cleft.

"Oh, fuck," Celeste groaned in appreciation as their lips separated. "I've never been so fucking worked up in my entire life," she admitted.

That brought a smile to Diane's lips. She knew the feeling of elation the younger woman was feeling, the sense of completeness as the missing ingredient to her life had been found. But Diane wanted her to own what she was feeling.

"Tell me what you want, you sexy little slut. What is it that you need?"

Celeste didn't hesitate. "I need you to fuck me. Please, God, I need it so bad, Mistress," the younger woman begged.

Diane smiled down at the dark-headed beauty as she sat up on her knees, grasping the thick gel cock in her hand and slapping it aggressively against the hood of Celeste's clit, forcing the younger mother's hips to jerk.

"Okay, baby. I'm going to give you what you want. My fat cock would feel really tight inside your slutty little cunt even if your ass wasn't already stuffed. But with that butt plug seated in place, you're about to experience things you've never imagined before." Diane said confidently.

Dana lay down next to Celeste and began to lick and bite at her nipple as Diane took the bottle of lube from Beth and coated the bulbous head and shaft of her strapon, making sure to liberally cover its entire surface. Beth then straddled her new sister slut's head and lowered herself to Celeste's eager and waiting tongue. Diane watched her new submissive's tongue sink between Beth's swollen labia, and as it did, sunk the impressive girth of her strapon into the dark-headed beauty's cunt.

"Ahhhhhh, oooooh," Celeste groaned as Diane repeatedly sawed the long, thick gel cock back and forth through her silky folds. She continued to moan as Diane stuffed more of the prodigious member inside her. Diane knew from experience the immense sense of fullness and pleasure the younger mother was encountering. It had only been a couple of weeks ago that she had lowered her cunt down on a fat eight-inch strapon worn by Beth before leaning forward so Kayla could sink a long, thin cock into her ass. Diane could remember coming so hard she squirted profusely as she ground her clit against the base of the fat gel cock buried in her cunt. Kayla had continued pounding the other cock into her ass, eventually bringing her to a full-body climax that had left Diane shaking and lethargic once it had run its course.

"Goddammit, I love your tongue, Celeste," Beth cooed as she began to slide her cunt back and forth over the blue-eyed beauty's face. Celeste gave up any pretense at eating the pussy grinding against her and held her tongue out, allowing her face to be used.

The lower half of her body seemed to hold Celeste's mental focus. Her hips thrust up into each stroke, the dark-headed beauty totally immersing herself in the pounding her cunt was receiving. Diane hammered the intimidating cock relentlessly into Celeste's engorged opening, loving the squeals and moans of delight her thrusts drew from within the blue-eyed angel.

Beth started coming first, closely followed by Celeste, who had an arm wrapped almost lovingly around Dana's head as Diane's sister chewed on the new submissive's tender nipple. Finally free of the confines of Beth's thighs, Celeste's head thrashed back and forth in a fit of ecstasy as she tried to ride out the climatic storm raging through her core.

Diane had no intention of making things easy on her, though. She continued to stuff the lengthy girth of the strapon into Celeste's silky folds. The blonde Domme knew that the feel of the fat gel cock sliding through the dark-headed beauty's wetness as its abundant thickness rubbed against the thin membrane of skin separating it from the buttplug, had to be driving the younger woman insane. The new submissive's cries of ecstasy had become a near-constant wail of erotic satisfaction that seemed to bounce off the walls of the playroom around them.

Her breasts arching into the aggressive oral manipulations of her nipples, a second more powerful orgasm seized the younger woman. Celeste's euphoric cries were muffled significantly as Dana covered her pouty lips with the younger blonde sister's own as she continued to roughly manipulate the blue-eyed beauty's sensitive nubs.

Diane watched as the two submissive's lay there kissing blissfully. She couldn't help but think that both were gorgeous in different ways, Celeste with her beautiful black hair and olive-colored skin and Dana with her long strawberry blonde curls and fair complexion. The contrast of the two women as they languidly kissed, their tongues obviously ensconced in each other's mouths, was a highly sensual one. The Domme watched as Celeste's fingertips found Dana's supple left breast and began kneading it, drawing groans of appreciation from the blonde submissive.

Diane wiggled a finger at Beth who lay lazily on the bed in post-orgasmic bliss as she took in the scene in front of her, endorphins and serotonin still flowing freely through her bloodstream.

"Undo me, pet," Diane instructed her sister-in-law as she pointed to the strapon harness.

Beth scooted in behind her and began to untie and loosen the straps holding the appliance in place as she rested her chin on Diane's shoulder.

"Do the two of them look..." Beth started to say with a whisper before Diane finished her sentence for her.

"...like they're totally into each other? Oh, yeah, definitely. I noticed it too."

"interesting," Beth said with a laugh, "very interesting."

Once, Beth, had the straps undone and had helped Diane free herself from the contraption. She instructed her sexy brunette sister-in-law to lay down on the mattress on her back. Mounting her in a sixty-nine, Diane slowly lowered her pussy down with Beth's greedy tongue meeting her halfway, apparently too impatient to wait any longer for a taste of her Mistress.

Diane sucked on two of her fingers, soaking them with sputum before leaning down and sinking them between Beth's swollen labia and into her vaginal orifice. She fingered her submissive sister-in-law while she watched Dana and Celeste as they kissed and fingered each other, their lips only parting long enough to whisper to one another. What they were saying, Diane couldn't know for sure. But judging from the way they looked into each other's eyes, she could imagine.

The four women spent the next several hours in various tangled masses as they made one another cum over and over. Diane couldn't help but notice that Dana never offered to take a turn between her legs to service her Domme's pussy. Sensitive to what she was picking up from Dana, in an almost psychic way that only genuinely close siblings seem to share, Diane didn't push the matter. She did note that when Celeste took another turn sucking at her Mistress's pussy. The dark-headed beauty held Dana's left hand, their fingers interlaced as the Domme's younger sister whispered words of encouragement to the new submissive, her thumb gently caressing the back of Celeste's hand.

Once they had all exhausted their considerable lust, and knowing that Celeste had to be back in time to be home for her young daughter. Diane told Beth and Dana to take Celeste back to the house to retrieve her car while she stripped the bed, changed the sheets, and took the time to clean up the various toys they'd made use of in their sex-play. Beth would then return to pick her up once Diane had contacted her on her cell.

Diane had an ulterior motive for sending the three submissives away. She knew Kayla would be getting out of school any moment now as well. The Native-American raven-haired angel only needed two actual classes this final semester to be able to graduate. While the school required her to be there at least half the day so she would count on their attendance totals, Kayla was free to leave with a little more than two hours left in the school day.

Diane took out her phone and texted her Mistress when she was almost finished with her cleanup chores.

Diane: I miss you, Mistress. I miss you badly. I'm really feeling the need to serve you. Any chance we can get together this afternoon?

It took several minutes for Diane to get her reply.

Kayla: Sorry, my love, I can't do it today, but I'd love to get together with you tomorrow if you can get free. Maybe we can even have a game night this weekend with the ladies and all their kids?

Diane felt disappointment flood her system. Lately, at times Diane felt life was conspiring to keep them apart. But something bothered the blonde-headed switch even more about this rejection, and after a moment, she realized what it was.

Kayla hadn't even bothered giving her a reason.

Trying not to sound too hurt or needy, but still feeling that slight niggle in the back of her mind that something wasn't right, Diane quickly typed out a response.

Diane: Yeah, maybe. We'll see. What's keeping you so busy today?

She hit send despite knowing her response was a bit aloof. The innate sense of paranoia that had clouded her mind over the last several weeks was starting to break through the psychic walls Diane had put up. Dana had noticed it today, and now she'd as much as told Kayla of her dissatisfaction with how things were going.

Kayla: I'm taking care of an issue for Ah. Not something I really want to do, but you know how I feel about taking care of our submissives.

Diane couldn't help but wonder if Kayla had forgotten that she was her submissive too. Yes, they'd both dominated other women together in the last month, but only once had Kayla dominated her during that time. And that had been when she'd taken Diane's anal virginity nearly three weeks ago.

A ding signaling another message sounded on her phone.

Kayla: Are you okay, baby?

Diane wanted to tell her no. She was tired of living in a pretend marriage because that's what her relationship to Jerry felt like since being seduced by Kayla. Her husband had been home maybe two weeks in the last month. During that time, Diane had managed to put on a happy face around her husband and kids, but inside her mind, she was no longer sure the situation was sustainable. At least not for the amount of time it would take Lena and Lana to grow up and graduate before heading off to college.

Thankfully, other than last night, Jerry had only wanted sex once during that time. As distasteful as she now found the act, Diane had relented. Their situation wasn't really Jerry's fault, so the mother of two hadn't felt it right to deny him. She had laid beneath her husband willing her mind to go elsewhere as he'd thrust himself inside of her. Her eyes remained closed the entire time, trying to imagine Kayla was fucking her with a strapon. Jerry's hairy chest and slightly flabby belly had made that nearly impossible as had his repeated grunts with each thrust.

Diane's fear of hurting the twins and having them reject her kept the beautiful blonde from just coming out and admitting her infidelity and sexuality. But how much longer could she juggle the many balls she had in the air without dropping one and exposing everything? And would the result of discovery happening like that be worse than just being honest?

Maybe it was guilt over her infidelity that was driving her paranoia. Diane couldn't help but wonder if she didn't feel as if she deserved to end up alone and broken for having given in to her heart's desire after vowing to be true to Jerry. That seemed like psycho-babble bullshit to Diane, though, her fears about hurting or losing the girls seemed obviously driven by her cheating.

However, the feeling there was a developing chasm between her and the woman she loved was motivated by other factors. Kayla had just been different in the last three of four weeks. It wasn't that she was secretive, but some of her excuses for why they couldn't be together just didn't ring true. And there were times Diane couldn't help but feel she was being given busy work to keep her out of the way.

So, instead of telling the raven-haired beauty the truth, and admitting the turmoil she felt, Diane lied.

Diane: I'm fine. I just had a busy day. I'm kind of surprised you didn't ask about Celeste.

There was another delay in getting a response. This one substantially longer than Kayla typically made her wait. Diane tried to occupy her mind by finishing cleaning the various sex toys they'd used. She was just finishing wiping the cleaned implements down with a freshly laundered towel when her phone dinged once more.

Kayla: Sorry, baby. I'm anxious to hear about it. I should get home late tonight. If you can steal a moment, say sometime around eleven, then give me a call. I'd love to hear your voice.

Diane was just finishing reading her girlfriend's text when she heard the front door close downstairs. The entrance to the playroom had been left open, so the sound traveled comfortably up the stairs and to Diane's ears.

At first, she assumed it was her sister-in-law returning to pick her up. Diane thought that maybe Dana had just failed to listen carefully to her instructions about waiting for a call.

But as she approached the door prepared to chastise her submissive, Diane distinctly heard the voice of the woman she loved.

"Can I get you anything? A drink, maybe?" Diane heard Kayla say.

"I'll take a whiskey, your best mind you," said a melodic female voice that Diane didn't recognize. The accent was European. Not British, an Irish accent maybe?

Diane listened carefully as she eased out near the railing while still making sure to keep out of sight. The voices had eased farther away, perhaps into Kayla's office, Diane knew her grandfather's old bar was still in there. Though she could again hear them faintly, she couldn't make out what they were saying. And with no other sound in the house, that bothered her, because it meant they were talking low.

Intimately, in other words.

A sick feeling rising in her stomach, Diane had to fight the urge to sneak closer. She knew that there was nowhere upstairs that would give her the advantage to hear what they were saying. Not as long as they stayed in the office and kept their voices low. And sneaking downstairs would only get her discovered. And almost innately, Diane knew she didn't want that to happen.

Though it might confirm her worst fears of the last few weeks. Diane knew she had to let them come to her. She had to let this play out.

Diane heard laughter from both women. The Irish girl's laugh was light and playful, but it was Kayla's that took Diane's breath away as if a sharp knife had been wedged between her ribs and into her lungs.

Diane had heard that sound many times, directed towards herself. It was low and throaty. A mischievous and naughty titter that said the woman she loved was excited.

It said Kayla was aroused.

"So when do I get to see this room?" came the unknown voice with an Irish lilt. Diane realized the two had left Kayla's office and knew she should retreat, but where to? Not back to the playroom for sure, and there was no time to make it to Kayla's door, unlock it, and reach the safety of its confines without the pair taking notice.

Diane was almost in a panic, she hurried back to the playroom door, quietly shutting it before silently rushing to the safety of the hall bathroom and hiding behind the open door.

In her haste to hide, she hadn't made Kayla's response, just the tone in her voice. It was the sultry, sexy voice the Domme used when in seduction mode.

Diane felt foolish and a bit guilty hiding behind the door, why, she wasn't precisely sure. After all, it was Kayla that was here with a strange woman after turning down an opportunity to be with her instead.

It was Kayla who had lied about not being home until late tonight.

And it was Kayla who was now kissing a beautiful redheaded woman as she pressed her against her bedroom door once they'd reached the top of the stairway.

Diane watched through the crack in the doorway as her girlfriend's hands seized the Irish girl's hips, the redhead's arms instantly going around her neck.