Joining the Circle Ch. 02

Between the garage and the house a large vegetable and flower garden dominated the yard. Again Junie was impressed with the neatness and perfect organization. Yet, there was whimsy and beauty everywhere. At every turn there were surprises; little sculptures of fairies or animals, interesting pieces of driftwood or beautiful stones, comfortable benches and chairs strategically situated to enjoy the peace and beauty of the garden.

Junie also noticed that when they were in the garden, all four dogs instantly fell to walk sedately behind the group of three. She stopped and looked around her. "May I ask which one of you loves order so?" Donna's silvery laughter rang across the garden. "Oh that is all Bob. I have always loved the result, but it's taken almost our whole relationship to learn to love the obsession. He has a very clear vision of how things should be done. Woe to anyone that strays too far from that vision."

Junie's voice was soft, "I love things neat and organized."

Donna groaned, "Oh no, not two of you."

Bob took Junie's arm. "Donna, didn't you notice her apartment? It was spotless. If you had looked in her cupboards like I had, you would have seen what a nice little compulsive she is. She is going to fit in here perfectly. Come on out by the lake." As they walked around the front of the house, Bob said a single word, made a hand gesture, and all four dogs shot past them running across the yard to the lake, like they were shot out of cannon. All four dogs raced to that water and froze at the edge, poised and trembling in an agony of anticipation. Bob laughed and again said one word. There was a huge splash as all four Golden Retrievers launched themselves into the lake. Bob's voice was proud, "They love water, especially Bump. He won't come out unless I call him. I swear he would rather drown." Junie stood watching the dogs as they swam happily in circles through the crystal clear lake. She could see their bodies and strong legs paddling furiously under the water. Junie watched in delight, a happy smile lighting her face.

They all stood in the warm afternoon sunshine watching the dogs playing. Donna moved up behind Junie and wrapped her arms around her shoulders, pulling her to lean back against her chest. "I am glad you like it here. Bob and I always dreamed of a place like this. When we retired, we put a lot of work into making it exactly the way we wanted. We love it here and we want to share it with someone, I hope that someone will be you."

Junie picked up one of Donna's hands and pressed it to her lips. "I hope so too, Ma'am."

"Walk up to the house with me, Sweet Junie." Donna and Junie left Bob standing by the lake watching the dogs frolic in the water, and headed up the lawn toward the house.

Donna kept an arm possessively around Junie's waist as they walked up to the house. A wide low deck spanned the front of the low stone house. The front of the house was dominated by wide windows. The doors leading into the house had a whimsical decorative arch and were made of heavy, iron clad timbers. The deck had comfortable hand crafted furniture and a built-in stone fireplace. Junie saw a sunken hot tub made of the same stone was not far from the fire.

Donna let Junie take her time looking at the inviting place. "Bob makes all the furniture. He is very talented and more than a little hyperactive. You will find we need to keep him busy or he can get to be a pain in the ass. I try to keep his energy focused." Junie nodded and giggled.

"He is an artist. The furniture is amazingly beautiful, Ma'am."

"He makes more than we can fit into the house. We use it to barter for other stuff."

Donna stopped and pulled Junie to face her. "Are you ready for this? Are you really serious about giving up your old life and sharing it with us? I am not asking for a forever, now or never answer now. I just want to see how you are feeling about this. You have seen where we live. I am pretty sure you have a sense of what kind of values and integrity Bob and I have."

Junie looked up into Donna's hazel eyes. She really looked deep and thought about her life and what she would be giving up. She thought to herself that she would lose a lot of personal freedom and have to adjust her ways to fit with other people. "Other people", the very words in her mind were a soothing balm, people who already had proven a commitment to her safety, people who wanted her. "Yes, Ma'am. So far everything you have shown me about yourselves has been wonderful. So far I have no reservations."

Bob had walked up to the deck and was standing watching them. Junie could see that the dogs had followed him, but were sitting still and obedient to one side. They were panting with happy dog smiles on their faces as they watched their masters on the deck.

"Okay, good. So far neither Bob nor I have any reservations either. Junie, will you agree to give it a trial? For the next five days, will you agree to be our sub? You would give yourself to us to own. You would follow all our directions. You will still have your safe word. You have the freedom to ask to leave at any time. We will promise to keep you safe. Will you agree to that?"

Bob spoke up. "Or if you want, you can just be here as a guest. This has all been happening fast and if you want to go slower, that would be fine too."

Junie looked at Donna and then at Bob. She chewed on her lip, and then spoke softly, "I want the trial. I want to give myself to you."

Donna smiled. "Good girl."

Donna gently stroked Junie's face and smiled. "I am very proud of you. Take off your dress, Junie. Take off all your clothes and kneel before me."

Junie's big eyes got even bigger and she swallowed nervously, but she did not hesitate. Slowly, almost ritually, she pulled the yellow dress off over her head and folded it carefully and laid it on a deck chair. She was wearing a pretty yellow bra and panty set, with thigh high nude stockings. She unhooked her bra and let her breasts fall, soft and heavy. The panties and stockings came down in one push, as she slipped off her white sandals. All were neatly folded and placed on top of the dress.

Donna's lips pressed together in a brief flash of displeasure as she noted a scattering of bruises across Junie's back and bottom, an ugly reminder of last night's punishment by that bastard James. She pulled her eyes back to Junie's and nodded in encouragement. Junie's lips curved in a soft, tremulous smile and she carefully knelt before Donna, her eyes on the smooth planks of the deck. "Don't look down, my Junie. Look up. Look at us." Bob had moved to stand next to Donna, his hand on her waist.

Junie looked up at the two, looming so close and tall above her. Donna smiled reassuringly, "Good girl. You are doing fine. Keep looking at us. We are your Master and Mistress. You will come to love us, as we come to love you. Obedience will come naturally because it is your nature and your obedience will fulfill you. Junie, you will never be lonely or sad ever again."

Junie's eyes were wet and shining. A single tear broke free of her lashes and slowly crept down her cheek. Donna gently touched the sparkling drop and brought her damp finger to her lips. Donna felt her eyes fill with tears too. "It is normal to feel emotional at special times like this, Sweet Junie. We expect your tears. We treasure them."

"Sweet Junie, as a demonstration of your obedience and understanding of your role as our possession, our servant, our lover, our child, I want you to enter into this house on your knees, naked and humble."

Donna opened the doors and both Bob and Donna walked in and stood in a wide sunlit room. "Come to us, Junie. Come to us on your knees."

Junie carefully crept toward them, slowly taking tiny steps on her knees, never taking her eyes off their faces. Once she was at their feet, she carefully clasped her hands behind her back and waited. Again it was Donna who spoke. "Junie, I want you to kiss Bob's foot. Ask him to consent to be your Master. Promise to respect and obey him in all things."

Junie leaned down and pressed her lips to the toe of Bob's suede hiking boot. "Please, Master Bob, please accept me as your submissive. I swear to respect and obey you in all things." Bob crouched down and gently stroked Junie's hair away from her face. He pressed his lips to her forehead. "For the next five days I accept your obedience and service. Now I want you to do the same for your Mistress."

Junie turned and fervently pressed her lips to Donna's bare toes between the straps of her sandals. "Please, Mistress Donna, I beg you to accept me as your submissive. I promise to respect and obey you in all things."

Donna reached down and put her hand under Junie's chin, lifting her up. "Stand up, Junie." Once Junie was on her feet she pressed her lips to Junie's lips. "For the next five days I accept your gift of yourself. I accept your body. I accept your obedience. I promise to teach and care for you. I promise to push you and demand from you only the best you have to give."

A soft sob burst from Junie's lips. Her face was wet with tears. Donna could no longer control her tears. She inhaled a shaky sigh and pulled Junie to her chest. Bob moved to them and wrapped his arms around both women. His voice was soft and deep, rich with emotion. "Go ahead and cry, my sweet girls."

All three held tightly to each other and swayed with the strength of the emotions sweeping through them. As Junie's sobs calmed she became very aware of her naked skin pressing against the bodies holding and sheltering her. She could feel Bob's hand, warm and strong, stroking her back and bottom. Her nipples were hard and erect, pressing against Donna. She sighed and gave a little shiver of excitement, her body sensually squirmed. A soft little whimper of need trembled up from her center.

Bob made a deep growling sound in his chest. "Our new girl is very responsive. Should we reward her for her gift to us?"

Donna traced her finger over Junie's lips. "Yes, yes we should. Come, Sweet Junie. Come give yourself to us. I promise to keep you safe." She took Junie's hand and led her toward the back of the house and into their bedroom.

"Undress us, Junie. Always undress Bob first. Always serve him first." Bob sat on the edge of the bed. Junie knelt and began to unlace his boots, she pulled them off and spying a rack of shoes in a closet scampered to put them away where they clearly belonged. Donna laughed. "She already knows that you want your things kept neat."

His voice was warm and relaxed. "A girl after my heart. You watch out, Donna, it took you decades to learn to put my boots away right." Junie took a tiny second to scan the closet, shirts and Levis were hung up on wooden hangers. A bureau stood in one corner. She knew it would contain the same order. There was a laundry hamper in one corner.

Returning to Bob she slowly unbuttoned his shirt. As she pulled the shirt from his shoulders, he reached out and cupped her heavy breasts. Junie's voice trembled and jerked. "Would Sir wish me to hang these clothes or place them in the hamper?"

Bob was clearly enjoying this. He had a happy grin on his face. "Fold them and place them on the chair next to the closet. I will probably put them on again later today." As she folded the shirt he rolled her nipple between his fingers.

"Yes, Sir." Junie's face was flushed and her breathing was shaky.

Bob stood so she could pull his Levi's down. As his erection bobbed free from his boxers, Junie froze suddenly mesmerized by the swaying cock inches from her face. "Oh, Sir." One of her hands started to reach to touch of its own volition. She unconsciously licked her lips. Donna could not help but laugh. Junie suddenly became aware of her duties and busied herself pulling his pants off the rest of the way.

Donna was lying on the bed and Junie had to crawl up to undress her. Bob followed her up onto the bed, his hands still curious and exploring her breasts. Junie began to unbutton Donna's blouse and pulled it from her shoulders. As the fabric slid from Donna's shoulders, her small breasts bounced and jiggled on her chest. Her tiny pink nipples were tight and erect. When Junie turned to move off the bed to put away the blouse, Donna stopped her. "Throw them on the floor. Put them away later."

Donna lifted her hips as Junie slid her khaki shorts down her long freckled legs. As she put her trembling hands on the red lace underwear, Bob spoke up. "Stop, leave those." His hands on her became more urgent and directive. "Lay down on your back, Junie. Lay down in the middle of this big bed. Let your Master and Mistress explore this body you have given to us."

As Junie lay back, Donna took her hands and lay them up over her head. "Keep your hands here like this, Junie. Lie still and let us touch you. I want you to use your voice. Tell us what is good, what you like. I want to hear your ecstasy. If anything is not good or feels wrong, I absolutely require you to say so. You have my permission to come as often as you want. Remember your safe words, red for stop, yellow for wait."

Junie stretched her arms up and finding a pillow gripped it in her fingers. "Yes, Ma'am. I understand. It has been a long time since anyone has touched me. It will be hard to be still."

"And yet I require it. Just relax. Feel the feelings. Use your voice, whimper for us, moan for us, and scream for us. Tell us how good it feels. Beg for more."

"Oh god, Ma'am. Kiss me. Please, please kiss me."

Junie's lips quivered under Donna's. This time the kiss was still soft but deeper, demanding. Donna's small, sharp teeth nipped and pulled at Junie's lower lip. Junie could feel Bob's mouth pull a nipple deep into his mouth and he lifted up the whole weight of her breast, tugging and stretching her deliciously. A soft, high pitched squeal broke from Junie's lips. Donna whispered into her mouth, "Yes, yes like that. Squeal, scream for us, Junie." As Bob's teeth slowly pressed down on her nipple, Junie let out a long keening moan, her back arching and pressing up wanting more. Donna put a strong hand on her shoulder pressing her back down. "Remember; lay still. Use your words. Tell us."

Junie lay back and gasped out. "Feels so good. More, want more, harder. Yes, that." Her voice shook and vibrated as Donna took her other breast and began to knead and nurse at her. "Oh fuck yes. Oh my god, that's so good." Bobs hand was stroking down lightly trailing across her belly teasingly close to her mound. As his fingertips stroked her thighs, Bob told her "Spread your legs, Junie. Show us your pretty cunt." Junie's legs opened, her knees bending, tipping her hips up, exposing her wet and shining folds. Her thighs were slick with spilled juices. "Good girl. Yes, just like that."

Bob knelt over her and took her lips in his. Her soft cries and moans were muffled as he plundered her mouth. His lips were hard and forceful, pushing her mouth wide, trapping her head between his hands. He rubbed fingers across her face and then pushed two of them deep into her mouth. "Suck them." Junie wrapped her lips around the digits and sucked rhythmically, whimpering softly as Donna bit and tugged relentlessly at her breasts. Bob pulled his fingers from her mouth and Junie gasped, her breathing ragged and deep. Her heavy breasts heaved on her chest. Her whole body quivered and strained in her effort to be still.

Bob stretched his length along her side and watched Junie's face closely. Infinitely slowly, he slid his hand down her belly, lightly trailing his fingertips across her swollen and shining wet folds. Junie's hips jerked and then froze as she struggled to hold still. Bob watched her face; her eyes were clenched closed, her eyebrows frowning in intense concentration. Her mouth open, her lips stretched into a frozen circle of anticipation. He continued his feather light touches. Junie's frown deepened and she opened her eyes. She turned to him, her eyes pleading. Her voice vibrated with panicked need, she groaned out. "Please, Sir. I need it hard. Touch me hard."

Bob slid two fingers fast and hard into her, forcing them deep, twisting and curling them deep into her. Junie squealed and cried out. "Fuck yes. Like that." Deep tremors of building tension shook her. Donna turned her head to watch as Bob pushed his fingers into Junie, fucking her hard with his fingers. She moved up and whispered in Junie's ear. "Sweet Junie, now move your hips, fuck his fingers, wiggle that pretty horny cunt of yours. Show me how much you want it." Junie groaned as she let loose of the tension holding her body still, a deep undulating surge rocked her hips. Bob slid down and watched her cunt lunging at his hand. He let her fuck herself, just rotating and twisting his fingers as she lunged against his hand. Donna took Junie's hand and brought it to her cunt. "Touch yourself, Junie. Show me how you like to be touched." Donna watched, her eyes only inches away as Junie began to rub across her clit; hard, fast, little circles.

Junie began to mutter and then shout, "Fuck. Fuck! Fuck! Oh god!" Her whole body lifted off the mattress in a quivering arch as she shuddered through her climax, beyond words, her moans dwindled into a series of strangled grunts. As she sagged back to the bed, Bob continued slowly, gently sliding his fingers in and out. Junie's hips flexed and moved with him, soft sighs and whimpers still welling up.

Donna hugged her and whispered, "Beautiful. Just beautiful." She softly kissed Junie's slack and trembling lips. "Bob, let's switch places. I want to see my girl's flower." Bob eased his hand from Junie.

As Donna slid between Junie's quivering thighs, she took Junie's damp fingers and gently licked and sucked them clean. "You taste so good, Sweet Junie." Donna began to softly lap the spilled juices off Junie's thighs and lips, making soft hungry purrs.

Junie softly touched Donna's head, her fingers tentative and curious. Junie laid still and trembling, soft spasms making her whole body flinch and tremble. Donna lifted her head and looked up at Junie. Their eyes met and Donna licked her lips and winked. "Good, keep your hand on my head, use both hands if you want. Go ahead and guide me. Tell me with your words and sounds how you are feeling."

Junie's voice was hoarse and foggy with lust. "Oh yes, Ma'am."

Donna spread Junie's cunt lips wide and blew gently across the moist fragrant flesh. She felt Junie's fingers tense and relax, almost involuntarily. She began to lick in long smooth strokes around Junie's thighs and outer lips, placing long, deep kisses to her flesh, sucking and biting at her outer labia. Junie squealed and jerked under her lips, her fingers in Donna's hair trembling with each new sensation.

When Donna slowly sucked Junie's inner labia into her mouth and began to pull and nibble on them, Junie's hips lifted from the mattress and her hands spasmed pushing Donna's face against her, pushing her clit against Donna's mouth. Junie gasped out. "Oh nice, nice, nice."

Donna felt Bob's hands on her hips, lifting her up, moving her knees under her, raising her ass up for him. She could feel his fingers toying with the waistband of her red lace panties, she gasped and moaned against Junie's cunt as he pulled the fabric tight against her cunt and rubbed it back and forth across her soaking cunt.

Sliding the panties to one side, Bob slid his cock into Donna and lunged deep into her. He leaned over her back and, holding still, he growled into her ear, "I like this, fucking you, looking deep into Junie's big brown eyes as you drive her crazy with your mouth. Yes, Junie, keep looking at me while I fuck your Mistress." He began to slowly sensually grind his cock deep in Donna's cunt.

Donna sucked on Junie's tender flesh, slowly pulling her clit into her mouth and trapping it between her teeth, her tongue flicking, whipping the hard nubbin. Junie began to babble, "Oh god. Oh, Ma'am. Oh yes, yes, yes." Bob began to thrust long slow deep thrusts, holding tight to Donna's hips, still looking down at Junie's face. "Good, Junie, scream for Donna. Give us your ecstasy." Junie let go of Donna's head with one of her hands and grabbed one of her large nipples and crushed it, twisting and pulling as she cried out with her climax. Donna did not relent, she slid her fingers deep into Junie and, turning and wiggling her fingers, continued to suck and bite at Junie's clit. Junie's scream strangled and burst out louder, her hips thrashing and convulsing.