From Jenny to Mei Ch. 17

While Mei stroked, kissed and talked dirty to her, Karla searched for more orgasms within her, wanting to present them triumphantly to Mei and show her what pretty little jewels she'd found. Eager for more, she motioned with her chin to the table and Mei got the message. She returned with clamps that hurt spectacularly. Then came the crop again, a pretty little bee sting in each strike. Then the flog and the paddle, all the while the cock made its slow orbit inside her.

"See, Karla? See how wonderful? How the sting brings your skin to life? How the throbbing on your thigh begs for more?"

She did see it, she felt it just as Mei was describing. Pain was pleasure, an inverted pleasure sure but no less powerful than a caress, more so in fact.

Knowing precisely how hard to strike, Mei was careful not to injure Karla. The tools were eighty percent bark and the twenty percent bite was distributed to areas of moderate sensitivity. She didn't want to punish her, just to introduce her to the joy of it and convince her to follow.

Still, as moderate as it was, Mei had never loved the raw excitement of anything so much in her life. Her own couple of orgasms, sitting on the handle of the wand while the head whirred on Karla's pussy, were just a bonus. What totally got her off was the control and the giving.

"Are you my whore now, Karla?" Mei asked with lilting voice.

She struggled to speak, to tell Mei what was happening, to admit, to apologize for her doubts, to hold her. Yet all she could do was grunt into the gag and nod her head.

Mei knelt, one knee on the bench and held her. "I love you, Karla. You're so good. You're going to love what we have together. You're going to love your new life here with us."

To be here was Karla's only wish.

"To be our toy and our idol. To have your body worshiped and to worship ours."

The last orgasm was unlike any other. It was the final surge that set her free to dedicate herself to satisfying Mei's slightest whim. And as Mei helped her come down, turning things off and unbuckling straps, she caressed and cared for her with tenderness and patience.

In an entirely new voice, Mei asked, "How are you, Karla? You ok? Let's get you comfortable and let me care for you."

It was a wild ride indeed, too many orgasms to count, too many moments of pain to consider. She knew she must be bleeding somewhere but, like a spill on a rug you were going to throw away in the next trash, it didn't matter.

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Karla was a wreck.

Her insides and vulva could still feel the vibrations, ghost sensations of stimulation removed. Emotionally she felt different, which, given that this was her first whipping, first ride on a machine, first total sexual submission, was no wonder. She felt an amazing calm strength laying back in Mei's arms, taking sips of the divine apple juice Mei was tilting into her mouth from a tumbler.

Mei had taken her to bed after a bath just like Philip had given her, right down to the facial and neck rub. "Good, isn't it," she said.

"Heavenly."

Mei stroked her hair.

"We can have anything we want here," she said, then added something about a camel that Karla didn't catch.

"I want you."

"You'll have all of me you want."

"Philip?" Karla asked.

"He'll have all of me too, of course."

"No, I want Philip too."

"Yes Karla, you'll have Philip too." It pleased her so much to hear her say it.

"And Tim."

"Sure, him too."

"How are we going to manage it all?"

"You leave that to me, it's my job to organize. I'm thinking of quitting my job and running the household for him. It's going to get bigger."

"What's going to get bigger?"

"It's going to get crowded around here. Ai is going to move in. Philip doesn't know it yet but I do."

"Who is Ai?" Karla made to lift up but Mei kept her down.

"Calm... be calm honey. Ai's his new girlfriend."

"Huh?" What the fuck was she saying? "New girlfriend?!"

"Yeah, she's the college hooker I was telling you about. The girl who tested the machine you were just on."

"But... but," she stammered and tried to rise. "But I'm supposed to be his new girlfriend... aren't I?"

Mei kept her close with an arm over her shoulder. "Oh yes, sure you are, but don't think about it like she's competition."

"But..."

"She's joining us like a sister and I can't wait to meet her. I wish she were staying with him tonight."

"Mei. Do you hear yourself? Are you brainwashed or something? Your boyfriend..."

"And master."

"... and master, is dating a college hooker and you're disappointed that he's not fucking her right now?!"

"Yeah?"

"So how fucked up is that?"

"Karla, you're in his bed with his girlfriend who just whipped you to what, a dozen orgasms? Think about it. And didn't you just tell me you wanted to fuck my boyfriend?"

"And Master," Karla grinned as she said it.

"And master, yes. Thanks for reminding me." Mei leaned in for a kiss.

As their lips glided against themselves, aided by a smidgen of their spit, she gave the whole thing a small slice of brain time. A moment later, as they parted, she said with awe in her voice, "What a lucky bastard."

"Yeah... I love that part of it. I mean, every guy's dream, right. And he so deserves it."

"How's he going to afford it?"

"Remember the necklace? Anyway, don't worry, he's got a good job." It was up to Philip to reveal more if he chose. They had spoken about making up a story that accounted for Mei's black card and decided that the lottery was out, lottery winners being a matter of public record in California. They settled on a dead uncle, some millionaire in the old country that left her a bundle. It was undecided if the story would be told to Karla or just used at the office and with her other, now nearly forgotten, friends.

"So when do I move in?"

"Really!?" Mei pounced on her, spilling the juice. She kissed her and they giggled. It overjoyed Mei, and Karla loved her reaction.

"Yeah, I mean in for a penny, right? Can't be this week or anything."

"Oh god, it's going to be so much fun. What about Tim?"

"That's the problem. I don't know how to tell him."

"Let Philip help out. Maybe there can be an accommodation. Some kind of time-share or something."

"I still want to keep him."

"I know, honey... let's see."

"God, I never thought I'd join a harem."

They spooned just like she had hoped, arm over Mei's slim waist, hand on her tummy, face buried in her hair. She fell asleep inhaling her sweet, herbal scent, listening to her recitation of her expressions of love and the plans she had for them all. It was lovely, and felt like her soul was being delivered into the arms of sleep from those of her lover. She had never felt so connected to anyone before.

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Mei's last emotion before sleep came was of regret. Karla was wonderful and she felt that they would grow close. However, there was something missing, that Karla deserved more and she blamed herself.

'It's this fetish of mine. I never had a fetish unless sex is a fetish. I never needed this S&M stuff before.' She wondered what she had become and if Philip had done her a favor by introducing her to the kink. It did something to her, something so right with him but wrong when she was the one doling out the punishment. And no matter how it had obviously gotten Karla off, after some initial reluctance, Mei could tell it didn't affect Karla in the same way it did her.

If she had been awake, Karla would have recognized the look in Mei's eye and the wicked little grin at the corners of her mouth. "But God was it hot!" she whispered to the quite room and pulled Karla's sleeping hand to her breast.

One last thought troubled Mei before sleep stole over her. She came to understand that she had neglected the element of romance in her relationship with Karla — that she was cheating her. Mei wasn't entirely sure what romance with a girl would be like. For Jenny the first whiff of romance had been the sign to hit the eject button. And she couldn't use Philip's interpretation of the romanic arts either.

It was with real sadness that Mei realized there was yet another price to pay for having been Jenny. And as she mourned lost opportunities and cursed the bitch she had been, she sighed and said quietly, "It's too late now."