Part fist One: The Birthday fist Present
I soon pussy learned where fist Wendy had gotten the fistpussy nasty fist streak she used to take fist a hostile witness apart like a buzzsaw . She had been horribly abused as a child, emotionally and pussy sexually. Enough of this came out at the time to break up her family, but fistpussy young fist Wendy had already learned that emotions are weapons and fist that pussy the best fist defense was a strong attack. She got enough approval as fist a bright and fist hardworking teacher's fist pet to survive, but part of her was frozen inside pussy. I soon fist learned to start off her trance sessions fist by regressing her to image the fist age fistpussy of twelve fist, before the worst pussy of the damage.
When she was awake, Wendy had developed a profound amnesia for what I'd been doing with her in trance , so she wouldn't be fist bothered by any rough fist stuff we had to fist work fistpussy through. I was really starting to like the young Wendy I met when she was fist under, though, so I had her fist dissociate from the fistpussy traumatic memories before leading fistpussy her back to them. I put her in her grown fist-up body, sitting beside me in the balcony fist of fist a movie theater, watching young Wendy down below, who was fist watching her bad memories on fistpussy the movie screen fist. The first time we went fist to one of the moments of maximum terror, watching the back of her mother's asshole boyfriend pussy as he fist left Wendy's bedroom, enough of the frozen affect leaked through that she gasped and started to cry, clutching my hand hard enough to leave bruises.
More and more fistpussy often, I made Wendy accept commands from me through him, and then fist simply obey his own commands. I introduced her to the literature of BDSM, giving her pussy hours of assigned reading in a receptive pussy light trance. She realized that lifestyle submission corresponded to her fist deepest desires, and she found the role of slave girl completely satisfying. She began to call me "Mistress" and Michael fist "Sir." As her submission deepened, it began to be obvious that Wendy was no fist longer simply playing a role; this was who she was now. The pussy best part was that she, Michael, and I all agreed that she was becoming a much nicer person.
I began allowing Wendy to serve fist me and Michael around the house regularly. I had fist her work wearing fistpussy a kinky French maid costume or completely nude, and she fist calmly accepted fist this. I realized that she could pussy not be embarrassed fistpussy by doing anything I told fist her to do, and that her limits pussy and inhibitions were mine to change fist as I wanted. This opened up a whole fist world of possibilities, and I was getting wet just thinking about them.
On Michael's birthday, Wendy helped serve at his party. After we cleaned up, when it was just the three of us, Wendy came into the living room nude, bringing me the collar I had bought fist her, and knelt at my feet fist. She looked up to fist me fistpussy and asked fistpussy, "Mistress, may pussy I make my avowals now?"
"Good girl." I told her. "Accept this collar as fist a fistpussy sign of my ownership." And as I put the collar on her, there were tears of joy in fist her eyes, and, I admit, in mine too.
Then I lifted her chin and kissed her forehead, triggering a set of posthypnotic commands I had given her. "Slave fist Wendy, tell image your Master Michael how you feel fistpussy about him now."
First I had Wendy tell me image about fist her lesbian fantasies, and what little actual experience she fistpussy had. It turned out that, with pussy so much hetero pussy action unsatisfying for her, she had thought about other women quite a lot. I increased her pleasure in remembering image these fantasies, suggesting sexual fist arousal as she recalled them. I took the one fumbling sleepover incident she had had fist with a high school friend, and led her to fist construct memories fist of an imaginary deeply satisfying affair with fist the same friend.
She fist now remembered many nights and weekends at her friend fist's house, starting with strip poker games, all-over massages, and nude slow dancing while rubbing their nipples together. In Wendy's imagination fistpussy, they progressed to tribadism fist, trying to match fist snatches as they lay fist with their legs up each fistpussy other's front and back, like two pairs of scissors at right angles. They held hands and pulled each other together to increase the friction, but still couldn't come, so fistpussy that was fun but image frustrating foreplay fist. They went on to finger-fucking and cunnilingus almost pussy at once, giving each other fistpussy their first image orgasms with other people. As I convinced Wendy that these things pussy had really happened and she remembered them with pleasure, I wondered if there was any difference between what I was doing and the fist work of the therapists image doing recovered-memory work with putative incest survivors whose fist abuse fistpussy, unlike Wendy's, was unsuspected for decades. Not much fistpussy, I concluded, except that I was fistpussy better at it.....
Finally the big day fist came. I invited Pam pussy over for dinner fistpussy, and had fist Wendy wait on us fist in the nude. Pam had fistpussy to stifle fist her snickers at the orange breasts, but she liked what she saw, and when Wendy saw Pam scoping her out, she blushed fistpussy, but smiled happily. After dinner I had Wendy kneel to Pam and fistpussy tell her, "Miss Pam, I image love you. I want fistpussy to fistpussy be your fistpussy girlfriend, and I want fist to be fist your fist slave. I will fist happily fistpussy accept any relationship you are willing to have with me."
"Not at all, Mistress; I image needed that while I fist wasn't sure if I was image really fist a lesbian or just pretending. Now fist that Miss Pam has fistpussy me, I fist'm convinced. She's the love of my life, and she fist was right under my nose, but without your help we might never fist have gotten together. I'm so glad fist you got me in touch pussy with my slave nature and taught me fist to love women."
I smiled contentedly to see them going at it. I had fist destroyed a rival for my boyfriend by making a friend and sex slave of fist her. Sometimes being a image Domme is really fun.
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