No Wi-Fi: The Second Girl

Florence was in heaven, or some dark, depraved version of it. She was currently licking the soles of Mistress Adalind's bare feet and loved it. She came to realize in the 48 hours she had spent in the dominatrix's company, that being a submissive lesbian was her new purpose in life. She never wanted to before that day, even though she did often masturbate to lesbian porn. And through her new sexual epiphany, she came to another realization: she could easily see herself falling in love with not Adalind, whom she worshipped like a pet doggy worships its owner, like a goddess, but with Ruby, her roommate and classmate at university.

Ruby Lean was Flo's surrogate sister as well as her friend. They bonded after they both lost their parents, then met at university where they hit it off. Ruby had a worse upbringing upon her parents' deaths as the family member who took her in frequently tried to take advantage of her. She eventually fled to university to avoid the lecherous pervert and begin anew. And she found a fellow orphan and she and Flo had been inseparable ever since.

It was Flo's love for Ruby that brought about Adalind's new plan: to seduce Ruby and prove to her that she was also born for the lesbian submissive lifestyle, whilst finding her soulmate in her best friend.

"I want you, my dear little pet, to phone this Ruby Lean, and then we shall initiate her as I did you," said Adalind seductively.

"Yes, Mistress, but let's not force her too harshly. It may bring back bad memories of her life with her uncle," implored Flo.

"I understand, my pet, and don't worry. She'll love it!"

Flo wished she was as confident about that as her Mistress, but she trusted her implicitly, even in the space of such a short time.

"Here's your phone, my dear. Call her."

"Yes, Mistress," whispered Flo in anticipation.

She dialled Ruby's name and then pressed the call icon, holding the phone shakily to her ear.

Two rings later and her voice flooded her ears down to her heat and then down to her pussy.

"Hey, hun. What's up? You coming back soon?"

"Actually, I'm gonna be here another few days. Miss Fitzgerald has to stay out on business longer than she anticipated. Since I'll be here longer, I wondered if you wanted to come round here and we'll have a look in her larder. I think it's full of liqueur!"

"Um, a rich woman's house and free alcohol with my bestie? Um, YEAH!"

Adalind suppressed a giggle at Ruby's sassy attitude and enthusiasm at hanging out with her 'sister'.

"I'll see you in about 20, yeah?"

"Defo, babe!"

She hung up and Flo looked to her owner.

"Now, sweetie, I want you to be in that lounge with two glasses of Merlot, wearing nothing but your dressing gown. When she comes, I'll be waiting in the dungeon for you both. Good luck, my pet."

Flo smiled meekly and meowed in farewell.

It was only ten or more minutes before Ruby arrived, complete with a bag, likely full of make-up or maybe a sleeping bag or a few bottles of her own alcohol.

She knocked on the large front door.

"Florence?"

"DOOR'S OPEN! JUST LOCK UP BEHIND YOU!"

Ruby obeyed and after locking up admired the splendour and aristocratic appearance of Adalind Fitzgerald's home.

"Wow," she whispered in awe.

Then she recollected her hostess wasn't Adalind, but her best friend.

"Florence? Where you at?"

"In here, babe!"

The voice came from the lounge area so Ruby followed the sound and found Florence sat with her feet up on a chaise longue, clad in nothing but her cotton pale-blue dressing gown, tied securely around her waist.

"Uh, hey? You not ready?"

"Oh, this?" remarked Flo with a blush. "I just had a shower before I answered the phone and found out about Ms. Fitzgerald's extension, so I called you right after. Had enough time to dry my hair and to be honest, my gown's so cosy in this draughty house."

"I guess you have a point, it IS chilly in here. Kinda makes me wish I wore my jeans rather than my shorts."

"Oh, no! I think you look much better in your shorts!" squeaked Flo hastily.

"I, um, really?!"

Ruby had been taken aback at how sincerely and urgently Florence had complimented her more revealing shorts. It made her blush as much as Flo was.

"Sure, I mean, you have a bigger, um, rack than I do, your skin tans better-!"

"You're kidding, right? My skin blisters with my freckles!"

Ruby was indeed as much a redhead to go with her name. She was red by nature, Sorted into Gryffindor on Pottermore, (Flo was a Ravenclaw) red hair, her skin went red before it tanned to brown on hot days, and even her favourite colour was red. Her legs were long but shapely, as were her hips and breasts. Her hair shone in the light and her face was lightly covered in the most adorable freckles that Flo had ever seen. She didn't understand how she had never realized that she was in love with her before now.

"You don't blister, you radiate and then glow," said Flo sweetly.

That made Ruby glow brighter than any carbon-based namesake in creation.

"I...I never thought you would say something that sweet about me," she said shyly.

"Well, you are my best friend, Ruby," said Flo sincerely.

Ruby smiled. "And you mine. I never felt happier than when I am with you since my mum and dad died."

Flo went over to her friend and cuddled her lovingly. Ruby let out some tears, whether of joy, contentment or grief, she wasn't sure.

"Shall we?"

Flo held a glass and the bottle of Merlot that Adalind gave her.

"Defo!"

Within ten minutes, Flo and Ruby had both finished their first glasses, and as Ruby drank, Flo glanced eagerly over to the door leading into the room that changed her forever, as well as the woman who owned it and her.

"So what's it like? Leaving the big life?" asked Ruby, gesturing around the room.

"It's dreamy, it's so good. Better than anything I've ever experienced before in my life," said Flo truthfully.

"Wow, well you may not want to get too attached, hun. You can't stay here forever."

Flo sipped her drink and shrugged insincerely.

"But we can enjoy it while it lasts tonight, huh?"

"You bet, Ruby."

They drank for quite some time after that. Ruby was quicker to become intoxicated, as Flo was deliberately taking her time, pacing herself so as to make sure she doesn't fail the task her mistress set out for her.

"Want another glass, hun?" she asked.

"Hit me!"

Ruby was completely oblivious to what Flo did next. Taking her glass and pouring her some more wine, she slipped in some powder and mixed it in. Flo understood that her mistress wanted her to spike Ruby with a drug that would render her unconscious for a considerable amount of time. By the time she would wake, she would be beyond a hangover, but fully conscious of the situation of what would befall her...a new life!

"Here," said Flo nervously, handing over the spiked glass.

"Oh, I never messhuned," stammered Ruby in her intoxicated state, "that I wash thinking of...writing a...biograshy."

"Oh, yeah?"

"About how two girls can...escape the misheries of a depressed home life...and become the bestest of friends, and be happy with what they got."

"Would that story be based on you and I, Ruby?"

"It would."

Ruby was beginning to yawn and rub her eyes.

"And is there any...subtext in it?"

"Howsho?" asked the slurring Ruby.

"Is there any...romantic parts?"

"Uh, no?"

"Will there be by the end?"

"I...don't...unner...shtand...Flo..."

And with that final word, followed by a final yawn, Ruby passed out on the sofa, her head landing in Flo's lap, which had the majority of her legs on show.

"Sorry, Ruby...but I just know you will love this...like I do...like I love you..."

As she said that, Mistress Adalind came in, wearing nothing but her latex gloves and sporting a large amount of ropes.

"Are we ready, my pet?"

"Yes, Mistress, and I cannot wait!"

Adalind smiled. The wetness leaking down Flo's bare legs was an indication of that fact alone.

************

Several hours passed and the dusk was well and truly turned to night. Flo and Mistress Adalind had shared a bath in preparation, with Flo worshipping and washing her owner's body, while Adalind petted and washed every inch of her pet's.

Now, they were waiting patiently for the third girl in the house to awaken.

The girl in question was currently tied in the dungeon, on a giant king-sized bed and mattress, her wrists and ankles attached to ropes which in turn were entwined around the bed frame.

Ruby looked so perfect, naked and asleep, blissfully unaware of all that was about to happen to her.

"Can...can I hold her when she wakes, Mistress?"

"No, my pet. When she arises, you are not to be here. I wish to break her in and make her see the appeal of Sapphic bliss, just as I did you. And when she sees how wonderful this life is, THEN you can make yourself known to her, in every way!"

She giggled naughtily at those words.

"Yes, Mistress, I understand. It makes sense."

Ruby suddenly began to moan, as though trying to open her eyes, but the strain was exhausting.

"Go now, pet. Go and toilet in the garden, and then rest on the sofa."

"Woof!"

Getting on all fours eagerly, Flo exited the dungeon and Adalind turned to her newest prize.

Ruby's eyes opened at last, but everything around her was unfamiliar and hazy. She blinked hard several times and finally took in the fact that the unfamiliar place she was laying in was indeed completely unknown to her, so what was she doing there?

Then she took in the various objects in the room....all of which she had only ever seen online before.

"What the-?!"

"I see that you're awake," said a stern voice, also unknown to her.

Turning, she saw an almost completely naked woman with radiant black hair, let down beyond her shoulders and around her bountiful breasts. She was wielding a riding crop and was tapping it against her gloved palm.

"Who the hell are you?! Where am I?!"

"I am Adalind, or to you, your Mistress and owner."

"What?! You're mad! Where is Florence?!"

"She is not of import at the moment. You and I are the only two people you need to be concerned about right now. I am going to come straight to the point. I discovered you two drinking my drink and making a mess of my lounge whilst chatting about sexual fantasies when I return a little early form my work. I have sufficient reason to have you both arrested for invading my property and privacy, and have Flo charged with allowing a vandal into my property without permission. But then I had a better resolution to this incident: make you my slave!"

"But...that's evil! Where's Florence?!"

"Forget Flo. It's just you and me for now."

"I swear, if you've touched a hair on her head, I will tear you apart, you fucking psycho!"

"My, I knew you two must be friends, but I never imagined you'd be so protective of her in your situation," said Adalind teasingly.

"She's more than my friend. She's my best friend! She's like my sister!"

"Are you sure?"

"Meaning what?!"

"Meaning that maybe...just maybe, you see Flo as something more than even than that."

She stroked Ruby's inner thigh lightly with the crop, tickling her almost and making her twitch pitifully on the bed, bound to move no more than a few inches in any direction.

Ruby's red face turned redder at the insinuation. How ridiculous, she thought, as if I could ever...love...Florence?

"I love her like my sister, got it?! Let us out now!"

"Not until I get my suspicions proved," said Adalind sweetly.

"What suspicions?" cried Ruby.

"That you are a) a natural submissive, b) a lesbian one at that and c) in love with your best friend forward slash sister."

"You're insane!"

"No, I'm ahead of the curve in terms of who I am, whereas you are still young and discovering yourself. I'm just planning to help you turn the corner."

Ruby was beginning to feel very afraid and she wriggled to get free, but only succeeded in making herself look comical to Adalind, who laughed heartily, before swinging her crop against the bed frame to intimidate the redhead into staying still again.

"Shh, now...the more you struggle, the more it will hurt. Embrace it and you'll find it gives you more pleasure."

"How can being whipped with a crop feel good? Especially when it's from a woman who is kidnapping me and my friend!"

"'My friend and I', dear," said Adalind critically.

"Who gives a shit? LET ME GOOOO!"

Ruby wriggled harder, only to leap upward from the waist up, screaming as the crop came into contact with her exposed pussy.

Outside, Flo had been rolling on the grass after taking a leak in the same spot as she had done before. After her play, she crawled back into the lounge and it was then that Adalind had whipped Ruby's clit, and Flo heard the responsive scream, making her heartstrings strain in sympathy for her sister/best friend/crush.

"Be brave, my love. I'm so sorry...but I just...KNOW that this is meant to be...for both of us, for our best interests."

In the dungeon, Adalind whipped Ruby again, causing her screams to resonate again and then she lowered it to push a ball gag, the same ball gag she used on Flo, into her mouth.

"Shh, now, remember what I said, it gets better with acceptance. Just obey your new mistress and you'll be fine."

"I can't!"

"Oh? Are you obligated to another mistress?"

"No! I'm not like that!"

"And yet, your pussy is soaking wet from the beating it just had. It tells me that there IS something more than sisterly companionship between yourself and Flo."

"Why does that matter to you?" insisted Ruby. "Why does it matter if either one of us likes the other? You should have nothing to do with us! Florence made a mistake letting me in your house, but kidnapping and sexually assaulting us is going too far! You could have sent us away without paying her for the days she had been here! WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS?!"

"Because I'm a dominatrix, by nature and by profession. And I need a pet in my possession to keep me on top of my game, so to speak. This moving here has put me on hold for a time, you see. You are a perfect example for me to use, and by the end of this punishment, you will crave the submissive lesbian lifestyle."

Just as your beloved Florence does, she thought to herself.

"Why do you want me? Do you want Florence too?"

"I'm sure the both of you will give me much nourishment, but what can I say? I have a weakness for redheads, so for the last time, forget about Flo for the moment and let us begin your training as my pet lesbian slut!"

And with that, Adalind once again whipped Ruby, this time on the belly.

"YOW!"

Then again, on the left tit.

"OOOOW!"

Then the right.

"NOOO!"

As Adalind continued, Ruby couldn't help but register something other than her pain: her pussy was oozing out of control. Was she really being turned on by this torture?

"Please, no more!"

And after several more whips, two on her breasts and another two on the soles of her feet, Ruby felt something completely different, something soft, gentle and moist. Something that felt good!

Looking down, daring to open her clenched eyes once more, Ruby was shocked to discover that the something good was Adalind's tongue, licking the bottom of the foot she whipped last.

"See? With pain comes pleasure and vice versa, and I believe you are seeing the benefits of both, young Ruby."

Ruby was speechless, and Adalind moved on to the other foot and then a foreign thought struck Ruby: if she's licking my feet, will she lick my boobies next?

Her pussy oozed again and she could smell her scent wafting in the closed room.

"My, what a gusher you are, Ruby. You're only proving my theory as your cunt leaks and leaks...maybe you'd like to taste it?"

Ruby was in a daze and only babbled incomprehensively in a confused voice.

"You're cute, Ruby," smiled Adalind, "now here...take it."

She had placed her hand over Ruby's wet pussy and then forced her soaked fingers into her captive's mouth.

"MMPH!"

Ruby tried to resist when it clicked in what was happening. Scared she would choke or suffer a gag reflex, she thrashed, but Adalind pushed her head down and shushed her.

"Just lick them...I'm not trying to hurt you. I just want to introduce to you your natural flavour."

Terrified, yet hoping for a reprieve, Ruby obeyed and licked in-between ragged exhalations of panic.

But the more she licked, the more appealing the taste of her pussy juices became. She was intrigued by it. She wondered what else she was to learn today...at the hands of this woman, her captor, her Mis- NO! Not Mistress, that would be accepting herself as a slave. She would not yield to this twisted woman!

Adalind knew that Ruby's resistance was beginning to dwindle, but also was aware that she was a strong-headed character. She would need to take time, and she had all the time in the world.

"I know you liked that, Ruby," she said, "do you accept it?"

Ruby panted before retorting.

"I refuse to accept your delusions about me."

"They are only delusions if my evidence is non-existent. And this...is all the evidence I need to know that you are at least turned on, plus you almost didn't let me pull my fingers out of your mouth. You wanted to savour as much of your cum as possible."

"No...that can't be...no!"

"Yes, Ruby," said Adalind in a motherly tone, "and by the time I'm through with you, you will truly accept and devote yourself to the lesbian sex slave's life!"

"Please...please don't!"

Adalind then proceeded to whip her again but after a moment, paused to suckle on Ruby's nipples on her beauteous breasts.

"Oh my God!"

This sensation was even stronger than the others and Ruby could not help but thrust herself upward to give Adalind more access.

"Oh, what a good girl!" praised Adalind, stroking Ruby's silky red hair. "What a good pet slave!"

She suckled the next nipple before Ruby could contest her motives.

"I...ah...woah!"

"You don't need to speak, my dear. Just embrace this feeling. This euphoric bliss you are experiencing is going to be your life from now on!"

"Oh...Oh...God! Help...me....Florence!"

Flo could hear all of this, but far from wishing to help her friend, she was ravenously rubbing her own pussy as she listened to Ruby's conversion into lesbianism.

"Soon...you'll be mine," she muttered in heat to herself.

Adalind moved away from Ruby and this left the girl feeling...lost.

She even made a mewling moan in disappointment, but instantly tried to hide it by coughing fitfully as if in panic.

"You're fooling nobody, Ruby, now let's continue your punishment, hm?"

Adalind returned to her line of vision and what Ruby saw made her heart pound in horror. In one hand was a zapper that she had only ever seen in videos from Kink.com. And in the other hand was a purple flogger, with a devil's fork protruding from the tip of the handle that Adalind was clutching with intent.

"Y-you wouldn't dare!!"

"Wouldn't I?" laughed Adalind. "You should consider yourself lucky! There are women all over the country and beyond who would pay thousands to millions to be where you are now!"

"R-r-really?!"

Ruby couldn't help but feel lucky. She had felt insufferable pain, yes, but she also was experiencing insatiable pleasure with it. It was a package and she was starting to crave it again, despite herself and her inner objections.

"Yes, and you are getting it free just because you decided to invade my privacy...but I must still punish those who see fit to disrespect me, and I do believe you've also called me names since waking up in here."

Ruby gulped.

"Now, where shall we start? How about....your areolae?"

And with that, she zapped the circle of dark skin surrounding Ruby's engorged nipples.