Notes From The Underground

Kathryn was confused at first. Phoebe had not covered this part in her training and she was unsure what Katrina wanted her to 'tell'. Kathryn could see anticipation in the older woman's eyes and a slight smile on her lips. "Tell me" she repeated.

Glancing down, she looked at the strap-on. The cylinder with its tapered end stood out, pointing at her. It looked just like the handle of the cleaning wand she had used to… "Put it in me Mistress" she said "put it in my pisshonie and use it on me" said Kathryn, looking down and blushing. This was so incredibly embarrassing and humiliating, yet her desire to have the strap-on inside her was overwhelming and she could not stop her self.

Taking Kathryn by the arm, Katrina gently helped her to her feet. "You are so beautiful and delightful, my dear" she said, stroking the young woman's cheek. With that she passionately kissed her on the mouth.

Kathryn responded in kind, her desire was more intense than ever. The feel of Katrina's body against hers, with the strap-on brushing against her pisshonie, made her wild with passion. She wanted the thing inside her pisshonie, now. She could not control herself. "Please Mistress" she panted, "please put it inside me and use it on me, please."

"Certainly, my dear" said Katrina. "Get up on the bed, on your hands and knees, facing the wall."

"Yes Mistress" said Kathryn, moving quickly to comply.

When she was on the bed, Katrina moved towards her. Getting on the bed, she positioned herself behind Kathryn. "Spread your legs apart some more" she instructed.

Kathryn blushed and did as she was told. God! she thought, her pisshonie must be completely exposed to Katrina. This was almost as bad as exposing herself to the medtech during her yearly exam. Kathryn was incredibly embarrassed, but this only fed her desire all the more.

Katrina brushed her index finger along Kathryn pisshonie and the young woman moaned and shuddered in pleasure. Slowly, she found the opening to Kathryn's vagina and moved her finger inside. Kathryn moaned again, her body shivering with little waves of pleasures, which traveled up her abdomen to the nipples in her enormous breasts. Katrina started moving her finger in and out of Kathryn's vagina. "Oh god! Yes!" moaned Kathryn. God! The sensation was incredible! Her entire body rippled with small waves of pleasure, each wave building on the next.

Taking her finger out, Katrina grabbed the faux phallus of the strap-on and rubbed the tapered tip against Kathryn's pisshonie, over the entrance to her vagina. The young woman moaned and her body shuddered again. Then in one long slow motion she thrust the phallus into Kathryn. The young woman went wild, moaning and shaking.

"Oh god! Yes! It feels so good! Please use me, Mistress, please!"

Katrina rubbed Kathryn's back and began thrusting. She was intensely excited herself, and it would not take long for her to climax. She had no doubt that Kathryn would also. Both women started moaning in pleasure and crying out with their passion.

For Kathryn, pleasure wracked her entire body, building outwards from inside her pisshonie and traveling down her thighs and legs and upwards towards her breasts, ending in her erect nipples. She could not believe she was doing this, or that it felt so uncontrollably good! Although she felt like a slut, naked, exposed, and shamelessly moaning, she simply could not stop herself. In fact her embarrassment and shame seemed to drive her excitement, increasing its intensity and her desire.

Within half a minute both woman climaxed in a shared chorus of panting moans and soft cries. "Oh Yes! Yes! groaned Katrina experiencing one of the most intense orgasms of her life. Kathryn had been everything she expected and more. Her innocence and trusting naïveté had been intoxicatingly erotic. Even better had been her extreme embarrassment and sense of shame at what she was doing and her inability to control her desire despite these feelings. Katrina found this refreshingly sensual and novel. Deflowering a virgin was the ultimate sexual experience!

For her part, Kathryn's body exploded in an overpowering and intense wave of pleasure. She could hear the moans and cries that escaped her mouth, but despite the fact that she recognized her own voice, it was as if someone else, far off, were uttering the words "Oh god! Oh god! It feels so very good!" she heard herself say. As the pleasure subsided, Kathryn grew dizzy and her peripheral vision narrowed, her sight fading to a dull black-red after-glow of the images that made up her surroundings.

Both women knelt on the bed panting from their exertions. When Katrina recovered she slowly removed the strap-on from Kathryn's vagina, noting now the young woman moaned as it was pulled out of her body.

"Mistress,…" panted Kathryn.

"Be still, we are not done yet" said Katrina. "I want to take you up the ass."

"Oh, no! Please Mistress, please!" But even as Kathryn protested at the horrifying idea of having Katrina use her this way, she could feel her pisshonie quiver in anticipation of having the strap-on in her ass. Again, her embarrassment and shame enflamed her desire, and she found herself wantonly craving the device up her ass.

Katrina placed her hand on Kathryn's ass parting her cheeks. Her little virgin slut was well lubricated, clear jelly, now melted and running coated her crack. Taking her index finger again, Katrina placed it over Kathryn's anus and massaged the muscle.

Kathryn moaned again, even though her heart beat fast with trepidation of what was coming. Katrina however was gentle, taking her time, massaging her anus until it relaxed slightly. She then moved her finger slowly inside. Kathryn moaned again. Although she had never played with her ass, Kathryn found that she was excited by what Katrina was doing. Recalling her humiliation, she remembered that she had also been excited when the awful Susan had put the enema into her. Oh god! I am such as slut, she thought. But Kathryn was still caught up in the throes of pleasure and as Katrina moved her finger slowly in and out of her ass, Kathryn moaned in excitement.

After a few minutes, Katrina positioned the phallus over Kathryn's anus. Kathryn's pisshonie which was dripping wet twitched with pleasure and she moaned again. When she was satisfied that Kathryn's ass was sufficiently loosened, Katrina slowly pushed the strap-on into her ass. Kathryn's eyes widened in pleasure and discomfort as the faux phallus entered her. "Oh god! she groaned, breathing hard.

Katrina pushed the strap-on in about three-quarters of the way and then withdrew it slightly, before pushing it once again into Kathryn's ass. "Relax" she instructed, stroking the young woman's back. When she had buried the phallus to the base of the strap-on harness, she paused continuing to stroke Kathryn's back and ass. "There now, my lovely little virgin, it's completely inside. Tell me, tell me your desires."

Kathryn panted and tried to control her breathing. Her ass felt full, almost uncomfortably so, but her pisshonie was twitching and quivering with pleasure. Having the strap-on inside her seemed to heighten and exaggerate all the physical sensations she was experiencing. Her pisshonie was wild with desire and seem to pulsate in-time with the tingling in the nipples of her enormous breasts. Never would she have believed that having something in her ass could intensify her passion to this degree. Groaning and blushing, Kathryn said "Oh god! It feels so good! Use it on me Mistress, like you did on my pisshonie!"

Katrina smiled and started thrusting her hips slowly, moving the strap-on in and out an inch or so at first. She steadily increased the amplitude of her motion until each thrust exposed more than three-quarters of the length of the phallus, before she buried the entire length again inside Kathryn's ass. As Katrina hit her stride, she began to moan, the base of the strap-on massaging her clitoris under the harness.

Kathryn began moaning again and panting with pleasure. Each thrust sent a ripple of pleasure into her quivering pisshonie. However, the stimulation fell just short of what she needed to initiate the intense wave of pleasure she craved. "Oh my god, oh my god! she moaned over and over with each thrust. Kathryn could hear Katrina's cries of pleasure intensifying and she knew the older woman was getting closer and closer to her own pleasure climax. "Please Mistress" she pleaded, blushing chrisom-red "Let' me touch myself, please!"

Kathryn's blushed covered her body and even in the heat their passion, Katrina could fell the young woman's skin radiate its embarrassed-warmth like a pulse of hot air emitted from a just-opened oven door. The warmth radiated through Katrina, feeding her own excitement and passion. "Yes, my lovely little virgin, touch yourself, and cum with me."

"Oh god!" groaned Kathryn. Balancing on her left hand, she reached under herself and started rubbing her pisshonie with the fingers of her right hand. Kathryn was wild with desire and she could feel the egg-white wetness along her slit. Her clitoris throbbed and the nipples of her enormous breasts ached with pleasure and pain from the chain and weights that hung between them.

Both women were ultra-excited and within seconds they both came in a chorus of moaning and not so soft cries of released pleasure. Kathryn again grew dizzy and her vision faded as she tried to control her breathing. Katrina also left dizzy from her orgasm and it took her several minutes before she recovered. When she did, she slowly withdrew the strap-on from Kathryn's ass sitting back on her heals on the bed.

"Turn around" she said to Kathryn. The young woman turned around and faced her lover and Mistress. Taking off the strap-on, Katrina, cast it aside and onto the floor. Spreading her legs, she said "Service your Mistress."

Kathryn looked down, between Katrina's legs, and blushed. Although she had seen Phoebe naked a few times during her stay in the dungeon, she had never touched her pisshonie or anyone else's for that matter. The hair between Katrina's legs was matted and wet, and Kathryn could smell the other woman's female odor. The lips of the older woman's pisshonie were loose and open, almost touching her thick thighs. Hesitantly she reached out her hand…

"Not with your hand, my pretty, innocent virgin. With your tongue" said Katrina.

Kathryn's hand stopped in mid-air, frozen by her Mistress's words. The idea placing her mouth and tongue on Katrina's pisshonie was both disgusting and exciting at the same time. Again a quiver of pleasure when through Kathryn's own pisshonie as she thought about what she must do. Moving between the older woman's legs, Kathryn moved her face closer to Katrina's sex, the tip of her tongue sticking out.

"Kiss it" commanded Katrina. "You must always kiss your Mistress before servicing her."

The odor of the Katrina's pisshonie was strong and heady and Kathryn felt her head begin to spin; however the thought of touching Katrina on her most private part sent ripples of desire through Kathryn. Brushing her lips over her Mistress's pisshonie, Kathryn kissed it lightly, like one might kiss the cheeks of causal friend. As she did do, Katrina grabbed her head and thrust her face into her sex. Kathryn was surprised to find her face so forcefully buried in the older woman's pisshonie and she could feel Katrina's wetness cover her nose, lips, and cheeks. The odor was intense and almost overpowering and Kathryn wanted to pull away, but she could feel that Katrina's grip was strong, and doing so would require a struggle on her part. For a few seconds she held her breath, trying to decide what to do. In the end, the need for oxygen made her decision for her. Opening her mouth, Kathryn took a breath, inhaling the heady odor from Katrina's pisshonie. Strangely, the older woman's scent heightened her desire as if it were a powerful stimulant. Instinctively, Kathryn began to lick and suck on her Mistress's pisshonie, her tongue making tentative and instinctive thrusts into Katrina's vagina.

Katrina moaned and continuing to hold Kathryn's head said "Yes! Deeper, Yes".

Kathryn continued licking and kissing her Mistress and lover, sticking her tongue deeper into the other woman's vagina. After a few minutes she could smell or taste nothing and could only feel the mutual wetness of her saliva and Katrina's pisshonie. Soon her face was covered in this strange mixture of bodily fluid, and Kathryn found it difficult to distinguish what part of her Mistress her mouth was working on. The entire area between Katrina's legs, felt like a soft warm, wet, and very sloppy mess.

As Kathryn struggled to pleasure her Mistress, she could hear Katrina's moans and cries of pleasure, muffled though the flesh of her thick thighs. These sounds, coupled, with the sensations on her face and in her month, and the realization of what she had done and was doing, drove Kathryn's desire and soon she found herself wild with excitement. Kathryn's pisshonie quivered with pleasure, sending waves of sensation though her body and into her enormous breasts and nipples. The later ached with a dull throb that straddled the fine line between pleasure and pain. Despite herself, Kathryn found that she was also moaning with passion and desire, and she wished that Katrina would let her rub herself again.

As Kathryn struggled with pleasuring her, Katrina closed her eyes and groaned. Her little virgin slave was quite inexpert at her current task (although Katrina was still enjoying herself immensely), and her rational mind made a note to have her trained so she would become proficient in the very near future. In fact, she thought, perhaps she would conduct the training personally, if she could find the time. Still, even with her lack of expertise, Kathryn's innocent reactions and responses more than made up for her paucity of experience. Despite the inept usage of her tongue, Katrina could feel her orgasm starting to build. Looking down, she saw the naked, innocent, and very beautiful young woman between her legs, struggling to satisfy her. Closing her eyes again, and letting her head fall backwards, Katrina relaxed and let the orgasm sweep her body. "Oh god! Yes! Yes!" she cried out as a massive wave of pleasure swept though her.

As her orgasm subsided, she released Kathryn's head, and the young woman moved away from between her legs, breathing hard, her face coved with the slick fluids of their mutual passion. "Rub yourself for me" commanded Katrina.

Kathryn blushed but she was wild with desire and sitting on the bed, she spread her legs, and began shamelessly rubbing her pisshonie.

"Look at me" said Katrina. "Look into my eyes."

Kathryn's blush deepened, but she did as her Mistress and lover commanded. She was so ashamed of herself. God! Never in her wildest fantasies had she pictured herself rubbing her pisshonie so wantonly like this in front of another woman! But gripped by desire, she could not control herself. Embarrassment and shame filled her, but this only fed her passion, and the need to abuse herself this way. Soon she found herself moaning "Oh yes! Oh god, it feels so good!"

However, just as she could feel the wave of intense pleasure starting to build within her pisshonie, Katrina said "Stop!"

Kathryn could not believe her ears. She was so very close! "Oh god! Please Mistress, please!" she pleaded.

"Stop!" said Katrina, this time adding a note of command to her voice.

Kathryn stopped, responding instinctively to the command. Her entire body was shaking with anticipation from the intense desire coming from her quivering pisshonie. A visible shudder went through Kathryn's body, and she found herself panting, trying to recover from her race with thwarted pleasure.

Pulling Kathryn to her, Katrina stroked the young woman's body as she sat between her legs. Kissing her neck and brushing her lips along her cheeks she whispered into her ear, "That's enough for tonight. After all, my pretty little virgin, we would not want to overdo things your first time."

Kathryn blushed in embarrassment, but feelings of frustration filled her. She wanted to touch herself so badly, but yet she was forbidden. Tears welled up from inside her and started flowing down her cheeks.

"No need for sadness, my dear" said Katrina, wiping the tears from Kathryn's cheeks with her fingers. "Frustration is always part of your first experience. It leaves you anticipating the next time, and the future pleasures that await."

"Yes Mistress" said Kathryn, fighting to control her tears. When she stopped crying she said "Mistress, do you love me?"

"Yes, of course, my dear. How could I not?"

Kathryn looked at the older woman and noted both sincerity and a spark of something else, perhaps humor, in her eyes. "Did…did I please you, Mistress?"

Katrina smiled broadly and said, "Yes, my dear, intensely. You need not worry about such things tonight. Now let us sleep, for it is late, and tomorrow always comes sooner than one would wish."

"Yes Mistress" said Kathryn.

The two women lay down together in bed, and Katrina pulled the covers over them. Kathryn snuggled up to her Mistress and lover, and Katrina put her arm around the younger woman. "Mistress, what will happen tomorrow? Kathryn asked.

"Many interesting things, as usual, my dear, but don't worry about that now. We both need our rest, I assure you, so be quiet now, and get some sleep."

"Yes Mistress" said Kathryn. But sleep did not come easily to her that night. After awhile, she could hear Katrina's soft rhythmic breathing, as the older woman slept. But for Kathryn, the events of the evening kept going though her mind in a cycle of remembered pleasure and shame, and she found herself catching her breath as she relived some of the more shocking and yet ironically revealing scenes. Kathryn was also troubled by her unknown future. Although Katrina had professed her love and affection, she was vague about the future of their relationship and Kathryn's place in it. As Kathryn mulled this over, her anxiety and uncertainly increased. Had she done the right thing? Or was she truly a slut, one of those girls that Headmistress Echo had so warned them about back at the Schoolhouse in what now seemed so long ago? But Kathryn could not make up her mind. Ever since her wedding day, events had progressed in both rapid and unexpected ways. Perhaps, it would be better if she stopped trying to figure things out. Nothing made sense, and there were just too many unknowns. Suddenly, she wished that she could talk to Karolyn, who always seemed to know about things. How she missed her friend! I wonder if she even knows what happened to me thought Kathryn. She would give anything to see her one more time and talk with her and try and make sense of everything. Kathryn would have been quite surprised to find out just how soon her wish would come true.

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Karolyn looked at Laura and noted how the moonlight played with her fiancé's pale face making it glow with an almost other-worldly light that turned her red lips black. The effect was simultaneously intriguing and unsettling, and briefly it reminded Karolyn of an ancient vampire vid she had seen years ago. However any trepidation this might have caused her was quickly pushed aside by the sparkle in Laura's eyes and the romantic setting of a full moon casting its cool blue-white glow over the Schoolhouse garden where they sat. As usual, Laura and Karolyn had been kissing, although they were supposed to be discussing the details of their upcoming wedding.

Laura had proposed shortly after Kathryn's wedding and a little while later India had showed up to help plan the event, which was now scheduled for early next month. Since then, Karolyn's life had been awhirl with school, wedding plans, and of course, her deepening romance with Laura. Much to her surprise, Headmistress Echo had been quite liberal about the latter, allowing Laura (as well as some of the other Castel staff) to visit almost every weekend as well as permitting her and Laura to spend numerous un-chaperoned hours together in and around the schoolhouse. Tonight was typical with Laura showing up for dinner followed by their usual planning discussions, and then their 'stroll' in the garden. Karolyn was quite excited by her impending marriage and her affection for Laura had grown steadily deeper and more intense. Kissing in the garden (and elsewhere outside the Schoolhouse) had become an increasingly consuming activity and Karolyn was finding it harder and harder to control the widening exploration of her body by Laura's straying hands. In fact, it was lucky (and ironically a relief) that their wedding date was fast approaching, for soon Karolyn knew, she would be unable to resist 'going all the way' with Laura during one of her their tactile evenings together.