Notes From The Underground

"You said that you had met her Mistress" said Kathryn reflecting on the things she had just learned.

"Yes, several times. But our meetings were all too brief and casual and I am afraid there is nothing I can add."

"Thank you, Mistress" said Kathryn, her eyes growing misty as she thought about her beautiful mother.

"No need for tears my dear" said the woman "it was all long ago."

But Kathryn could not stop from feeling emotional. It was unbelievable and totally unexpected hearing about her mother like this and emotion overwhelmed her. The woman in the chair touched her face and wiped the tears from her cheeks. Stroking her arm she said "You are very much like your mother, indeed. But this is not an evening to be sad, quite the contrary. It is an evening for pleasure and joy. I, Katrina, have brought you here for these reasons, not to make you unhappy."

Kathryn stopped crying as Katrina wiped away the rest of her tears. The revelations about her mother had so surprised and startled her, that she had forgotten everything else. Katrina's words reminded her that she was not here to learn about her mother and Kathryn's trepidation and anxiety returned with a sudden surge that left her heart beating faster and her stomach feeling tight.

Katrina sensed her rising panic and continuing to stroking her arm said "Don't worry my dear, you have nothing to fear. You shall find everything quite pleasurable here tonight, if not enlightening."

Kathryn looked at the older woman, confused, her face pale. It seemed the moment she had so feared and dreaded was at last upon her. What would this strange woman require of her? How could someone that knew and liked her mother, harm her? None of it made sense.

As if reading her mind Katrina said "I know you are anxious. All young women are their first time. But there really is nothing to fear. No harm will come to you; in fact, it shall be quite the opposite."

'Their fist time', the words rang in Kathryn's ears. So this was it, she was going to be forced to do her duty and have sex, just like she would have with Alex on their wedding night, if things had not gone so wrong. Kathryn had no clear idea of what 'having sex' meant, except that it was something only married women were supposed to do, in private. Although she had been anxious and nervous about performing her wifely duty on her wedding night, she had been resigned to the fact that this was what was required of a married woman. Headmistress Echo and India had reassured her that she would find it both pleasurable and pleasing. However, she had been in love with Alex, and the formality of the wedding had help assuage her trepidations. Having sex like this, unmarried, and with someone she did not know, little lone love, was unthinkable. Only sluts did such things. However as these thoughts went through Kathryn's mind she could feel her pisshonie tingling as small ripples of pleasure pulsed upwards towards her enormous breasts.

Again, reading her mind Katrina said "I know you are worried and shocked, my dear, but I also know you are quite excited."

Kathryn blushed at the older woman's words. How could she know such things? But then again, she seemed to know everything about her. Kathryn would never have believed this in her wildest dreams. "But…but…Mistress….how….how…can…"

"Shush, my dear" said Katrina. "Have you never wondered why your pisshonie gets wet and why it feels so good to rub it?"

"I…it doesn't…I don't…"

Putting her fingers over Kathryn's lips she continued,"Don't deny it. You not only do these things, you enjoy them, as you should. Moreover you want to do them."

Kathryn blushed. She was astonished that Katrina could know her deepest most carefully kept secrets. Not even Karolyn or Headmistress Echo knew these things. But it was true and somehow beyond all possibility, Katrina knew. "But I don't want to be a slut, Mistress."

"My dear, you were literally born for this purpose, I assure you" said Katrina smiling. "It's time you fulfilled your destiny."

"But Mistress…how can I…its not…"

Again Katrina placed her finger over Kathryn's lips, quieting her. "Tonight is your night for revelations my dear. You shall find out everything you have been yearning to know for so long."

"But Mistress…how can we…we are not…not…."

"Don't worry about such foolishness" said Katrina. "Life does not always conform to our ideas and expectations. Change and fate intervenes sometimes for better and sometimes for worse. In your case, it has brought you here to me. You are mine now to have and to treasure. And believe me I treasure you almost above everything, much more than you could ever image."

"But Mistress, how can this be? I don't even know you" said Kathryn surprised by Katrina's words of affection.

"That is not important my dear, for I know you, from before you were born, and even then I treasured you."

Kathryn looked at the older woman, totally taken aback. How could this woman feel this way about her? How was it possible? But then again, she knew everything about her, and that did not seem possible either. Kathryn's mind began to whirl with again with possibilities and improbable ideas that somehow now were not as ridiculous as she might have imaged just a few short hours ago. Was Katrina right? Was this fate's way of correcting the awful error that had brought her here in the first place? Maybe, she was not fated to marry Alex after all but was instead destined to be with this handsome older woman who seemed so omniscient. It was all happening so fast and Kathryn was unable to sort fact from fiction. Perhaps she should not tempt fate again. After all she had done so once, and it had landed her here. Still…

Seeing Kathryn's indecision Katrina said "This is your new wedding night, my dear, when you shall become married with your true fate and destiny."

"It is Mistress?" said Kathryn, again struck by how Katrina seemed to know her thoughts.

"Yes. Now come with me and I shall show you everything. Or do you wish to tempt fate again?"

"No Mistress" said Kathryn. Katrina must be right she thought. Although Kathryn was still uncertain, she was also afraid to tempting fate again. Next time, she might not get a second chance like this. And after all, what did she have to loose? Katrina had emphatically expressed her deepest affections for her, and perhaps Kathryn, without knowing it yet, felt the same way about her. After all the woman had been nothing but pleasant and kind to her, trying to help her, and telling her about her mother. Moreover she had known and cared about her all her life (how Kathryn was not sure). Although this seemed incredible, Katrina did know everything about her as well as her mother.

"Mistress, do you love me?" asked Kathryn.

"At this moment, more than anything" answered Katrina.

Kathryn was again overtaken by emotion. Although fate had taken Alex away from her, it had, in its own strange way, brought her here, to someone who perhaps cared for her even more. Who was she to say, if this was perhaps, not the better fate after all? Conflicting thoughts and feelings griped her mind, swirling about, and seeking resolution. After a moment, Kathryn came to a tentative decision. "Will everything be OK Mistress? I mean, it is alright to…to…"

"Yes, my dear" said Katrina stroking her cheek. "Everything is alright, I assure you, and will turn out as fate intended. Remember your wedding night? It will be just like it should have been. All you have to do is relax and follow my instructions."

Kathryn looked at Katrina again. Her eyes were kindly and she seemed sincere. She was also right. It was best not to tempt fate twice. The last of her indecision gone, Kathryn said "Yes Mistress, I am yours."

"Good" said Katrina. "Now come with me." Standing up, she took Kathryn by the hand, assisting the young woman to her feet. It had all gone so well, and Katrina made a mental note to tangibly thank Echo. It had been Echo's idea to handle Kathryn in this manner and it had worked beautifully. Kathryn was so wonderfully naïve, that Katrina almost felt guilty about how easy it had been to seduce the young woman. Recalling Echo's report, Katrina smiled to herself:

"Although the Venkatesan Modification has been strongly reinforced, K1's increased inhibitions are equally balanced and compensated by an amplified libido that is tightly coupled to her sense of propriety. To gain her willing and active submission, you will need to gain her trust and affection. The best way to do this is by demonstrating your affection and sympathy towards her. To this end, her mother, should provide a good conversational opening for gaining trust. It will catch her off-guard and produce immediate feelings of both interest and emotional closeness…."

The woman knew her business and had real talent. Katrina held such people in high regard for their usefulness and relative rarity and she made another mental note to consider Echo for participation in future actives she had planned. For now however, she put thoughts of business aside. She wanted to fully and totally enjoy the moment, for she was about to experience something no woman had experienced in centuries. Taking Kathryn by the hand, she led the beautiful young woman to the bedroom entry. Katrina's private chamber at the Castle was large, and her bedroom was almost as large as the living area where they had been.

The door to the bedroom was open and Kathryn looked in. A large cherry-wood framed and canopied bed stood along the center of the back wall. The canopy, covers, sheets, and pillows were all plain and immaculately white. The bed was turned down, and candles bathed the room in a soft yellow-orange glow. Looking at Katrina, Kathryn blushed, for she knew that sex took place in the bedroom.

Reaching under the veil-like material that covered her body, Katrina unfastened one side of Kathryn's diaper, which fell silently to the carpeted floor. "You won't be needed that tonight" she said smiling.

Kathryn's blush deepened but she remained silent. From her discussions with Headmistress Echo and India she knew that on her wedding night she would have needed to get naked in front of Alex. Although Kathryn had dreaded the thought of doing this, it also exited her. As the diaper dropped away from her body, Kathryn felt a twinge of pleasure in her pisshonie and could feel herself become wet.

"Come" said Katrina taking Kathryn by the hand and leading her into the bedroom. Standing besides the bed, she pulled Kathryn gently towards her and kissed her on the cheek. Moving closer, Katrina put her arms around the young woman and kissed her on the lips. Kathryn returned the kiss, and Katrina became more passionate both with her mouth and her hands, which started to explore the beautiful and full body of the young woman.

For her part, although Kathryn was ashamed, she enjoyed Katrina's kisses. After all, she had enjoyed herself in much the same way when she had kissed Alex. She also noted that Katrina was exploring her body with her hands, just as Alex had done in the Schoolhouse garden. She had stopped Alex then, since she knew being touched in this manner was not something a good girl should allow. However she knew now, that she would have to allow the touching to continue. Moreover, just like in the garden, Kathryn also noted that her pisshonie was getting very wet and was sending ever more frequent pulses of pleasure upwards towards the nipples on her breasts. These had become hard and erect and she could feel Katrina's ample soft breasts with them through the material of her robe.

Katrina was patient and the kissing went on and on and Kathryn became wetter and wetter and more and more excited. Perhaps, she thought, this was what sex was: a lot of touching and kissing. Intoxicated by the milieu of soft lights and erotic touching, Kathryn became heady and passion possessed her body and mind. The feel of Katrina's body against hers, the stimulating sensation of her hands as they passed over her buttocks and the sides of her breasts, and the deep lingering kissing all had an enthralling effect, pushing everything else out of her mind. As they continued, Katrina's kisses and groping become more aggressive and quite to her surprise, Kathryn became even more stimulated.

Stepping back, Katrina undid the sash of her black robe, letting it fall open, exposing her naked body beneath. Kathryn looked at the other woman's body and blushed. Katrina was curvy and full-figured with large breasts, a round belly, and thick heavy thighs. Kathryn could see the hair on her pisshonie and this made her both ashamed and excited. Katrina reached out, and taking Kathryn's right hand placed in on her left breast. Kathryn's blush deepened and she looked down shyly. Placing her fingers on Kathryn's chin, Katrina pushed her head upwards and looking into her eyes said "Feel me."

Embarrassed, Kathryn remained silent but did as she was told, running her hand along the other woman's breast, noting their supple softness. "Don't be afraid, touch the nipple" said Katrina. As she did so, Katrina moved her hand around and under the veil that covered Kathryn's body and placed it on her breast. A shock of electricity went through Kathryn's body and she shuddered in pleasure. Katrina's touching now became even more aggressive. Taking both hands, she ran them along Kathryn's breasts, stroking the enormous soft mounds and brushing her fingers against the young woman's nipples. Kathryn's pisshonie went into overdrive, sending wave after wave of small pleasure bursts through her thighs and groin, and upwards into her breasts. She found herself unconsciously mimicking Katrina, stroking the other woman's breasts and nipples.

Shrugging her robe off, Katrina pulled the veil from around Kathryn's body, discarding the silky white material on the floor. Pulling Kathryn towards her again, she pressed her body against the body of the young woman and started kissing her with renewed vigor. Kathryn responded in kind, her mind consumed with the heady passion of Katrina's kisses and touches.

Katrina's body felt incredible against her own. The feel of her breasts and nipples pressing again hers and the soft warmth of her skin, coupled with the passionate kissing and caressing enveloped Kathryn senses. She could think of nothing else but touching and feeling Katrina's body and the unbelievable sensations this caused in her own body. Kathryn could feel that her nipples were rock hard and erect and that her pisshonie was dripping wet. She knew that if she was to touch herself there now, her fingers would come away coated with the egg-white cream of her excitement. She also realized that in doing so she would cause an intense wave of pleasure to convulse her body, just like when she rubbed herself back at her room in the Schoolhouse. Suddenly the impulse to touch herself was overwhelming. Reaching down, she moved her hand towards her pisshonie. But Katrina grabbed her wrist before she could touch herself. "No, not yet" she said "and not by your own hand."

Kathryn was taken aback. Oh god! What was she thinking? Why did she want to touch herself in this most shameful of ways in front of another woman? But before Kathryn could ponder this further, Katrina turned her around, wrapping her arm around Kathryn's waist and holding her, pressing her breasts into the young woman's back. With her other hand she pulled Kathryn's head back onto her shoulder and kissed her neck, running her lips along her throat. Reaching down, Katrina ran her fingers along the lips of Kathryn's denuded pisshonie.

Kathryn moaned at the other woman's touch, blushing in shame. Katrina had touched her pisshonie! No one was supposed to touch her there, except perhaps the medtech during an examination, and even then, not like this. Kathryn was not even supposed to touch herself like this, although she had to admit, try as she might, she could not help herself from doing so when she had lived at the Schoolhouse. Katrina's touch however felt even better than her own, and Kathryn was overwhelmed again with pleasure and passion. Oh how she craved being touched like this!

As Katrina lightly caressed her pisshonie, she also fondled Kathryn's enormous breasts, stroking them, and brushing her nipples with her finger tips. Moving her lips upwards along Kathryn's throat, she found her ear and lightly bit the lobe. Kathryn moaned in delight and her breathing became more rapid. "You are truly lovely, my dear" whispered Katrina in her ear. Kathryn moaned again as all the sensations enveloping her body increased her desire even further. Her pisshonie was liquid with her passion and she was very close to one of pleasure climaxes she experienced so often, when alone in her room at the Schoolhouse. If Katrina kept touching her down there, intense pleasure would soon sweep through her body.

"Tell me" whispered Katrina in her ear, continuing to caress her pisshonie, "tell me your deepest, more shameful secrets. There is nothing you can hide from me."

Oh god! Thought Kathryn, enthralled in passion and physical pleasure. This was so embarrassing, to be touched like this, and to enjoy it so much, and then to be asked to reveal her darkest, most shameful desires! How could she be doing this? Worse, how could she be enjoying it so, to the point where she could not control herself? If that was not enough, she realized that she actually wanted to tell Katrina her secrets, to reveal everything, no matter how embarrassing or shameful. The humiliation of doing so, made her all the more excited.

"Tell me" whispered Katrina, kissing her throat and stroking her pisshonie.

Kathryn moaned again and said "Oh Mistress, I'm so embarrassed….please."

"Tell me" repeated Katrina, continuing her administrations to Kathryn's body.

Blushing and moaning Kathryn panted "Yes Mistress…I've love to touch myself…I know its wrong…but I can't control myself…I put things…inside…my pisshonie….when I do…oh god!"

"Do you want something inside now, my dear?"

"Oh god!" said Kathryn, moaning again "I know is wrong, but I do. Oh please, I am so embarrassed."

"As you should be, my dear" said Katrina.

Turning Kathryn around so that they stood facing each other, Katrina continued, "But it is also natural that you should have this desire. And it shall be fulfilled tonight, here with me, for this is what happens on the wedding night."

Kathryn's mouth opened in surprise, but she said nothing. So this was the awful and shameful secret of what happed on the wedding night, in the bedroom! It was the same as her secret! Everything was clear now; this was what sex was about, what married women did in private in their bedrooms. Kathryn realized now why no one talked about it; it was simply too shameful and embarrassing. Yet it was so pleasurable!

"Go over to the nightstand" said Katrina, "open to drawer and bring me what's inside."

Although Kathryn was in shock from Katrina's revelation, she was still gripped by her own physical passions. Her mind was thick with and consumed by desire and it was impossible for her to stop. Going to the nightstand, she opened the drawer and there she found a strap-on, almost identical to one she had been practicing with earlier that day. So this was what it was used for…

"Bring it here, just as you have been taught" said Katrina.

Reflexively, Kathryn picked up the device, her training taking over, and bringing it to Katrina, she knelt in front of the older woman, eyes downcast, holding out the strap-on.

Katrina took it from her and fastened it on over her pisshonie, so the cylinder stuck out, facing Kathryn. Reaching down, she placed her finger on Kathryn's chin, pushing her head up till their eyes met. "Tell me" she said.