Sighing, Karla glanced at the clock on the stove. Hunched over the sink she washed a few random dishes, a task most would avoid when bored, but Karla was so desperate to pass the time she rolled up her sleeves and decided to wash them.

Thankfully for her just as she set the last dish out to dry she heard the familiar beep of their alarm system when the front door opened.

Karla smiled hearing this sound, because it meant her dear mistress was finally home. She knew she was going to be home late tonight, just not this late.

Drying her hands she tried her best not to run to the foyer to see her. She succeeded slightly by managing to slow herself down to a jog.

As she rounded the corner her fluffy socks slid on the hardwood floor and there before her was her beloved mistress.

Diana was a tall woman with light brown hair. She had the most tantalizing hips and thighs you can imagine, and a large matching bust. Her beauty was out of this world and even dressed in something as simple as jeans and t-shirt made Karla and many others salivate at the thought of her.

"Mistress." Karla spoke excitedly, catching the woman's attention who had been focused on taking off her heels.

She didn't need them standing at an even six foot tall, but they made her even sexier then she already was. Paired with her dress that hugged her hips how everyone wished they could made it impossible for anyone attracted to women to not get aroused. And it's low cut neck showed off her cleavage so teasingly, drawing in the gaze of everyone in front of her.

As Karla took strides towards the woman of her utmost desires she couldn't help but notice a stirring in her pants, her eyes unable to pick whether they wanted to view her breasts or perfect face so they darted between them quickly, her brow unconsciously furrowing as it became more and more distressing to be separated from the woman's touch.

She desperately wanted to sprint to her once the woman opened her arms invitingly, signaling Karla to come in for a hug.

It all felt like it was moving in slow motion to Karla as she finally made it close enough to wrap her arms around the woman's waist, her face nestling somewhere between Diana's neck and breasts because of their height difference. Karla popped up on her tiptoes for some extra height in order to deliver kisses to her mistresses neck, her lips desperate to worship the woman's skin.

The woman's arms closed around her and a return kiss was placed on the crown of her head, her whole body trembling as it requanted itself with the feeling of the woman's affection.

"Hey baby." She greeted in a warm voice, the sound waves feeling like honey all over Karla's body as they drifted through the air, a soft short chuckle following it in lue of Karlas reactions.

Slowly her hands ran down the girls back, Karla moaning as the woman's hand groped her ass and pulled her in even closer. At this moment Karla was unable to stop herself from growing fully erect, her cock twitching excitedly in her underwear.

Her mistress continued to kiss her scalp and temples and all she could do was squeeze tighter as she absorbed all of mistresses affection.

But slowly the woman's hold on her did loosen, much to Karla's dislike as typically mistress would hold her for quite a while longer, sometimes even lifting her from the floor with her superior strength and moving them to the couch for more comfortable cuddling.

That didn't mean Karla was going to let go though unless she was told she had to.

Unusually Karla began to feel her mistresses chest bouncing slightly with laughter, she wondered why but was too wrapped up in the woman's presence to ask. That's when she spoke.

"This is our normal greeting." She chuckled.

Then shockingly, Karla heard another voice.

"That's cute." It responded, it to having a jovial tone similar to Diana.

It made her stiffen up in mistresses grasp, Karla now curious to see who exactly had come with her. Karla had a theory but she did not know who for sure. She knew the reason her mistress would be home late was because she was getting dinner with someone. Karla didn't ask questions as Diana had previously done similar dinners for work, but never did anyone come to their home.

Confused and curious Karla very slowly loosened her hug around Diana's waist and peeked over mistresses shoulder.

As her head raised her mistress unexpectedly took a stepback as Karla was no longer clinging to her so tightly. A small gap formed between them and mistress gently combed her fingers through Karlas dark brown hair, brushing it back out of her face.

Over her shoulder standing next to the door Karla could see another sharp dressed woman, however it wasn't the same style as her mistress wore.

She looked to be a bit taller than Karla but not as high as Diana. She had a bit past shoulder length wavy jet black hair styled messily but it still looked great on her. Her skin was quite pale with bright green eyes that made intimidating eye contact with Karla over Diana's shoulder. She wore a crimson long sleeved button down shirt that from just a glance could tell you it was made of some expensive silk or satin fabric. And she had a black tie that appeared to have been loosened sometime throughout the evening. The nice shirt was tucked into a pair of very crisp black slacks that had been tailored perfectly to her. Finally she just wore a very plain looking pair of black dress shoes, but judging from the shirt it could be assumed they still had a high price tag.

Quite the butch attire, but Karla couldn't say anything as she to dressed in a similar fashion when mistress needed her to look nice.

She looked nice and was definitely an attractive woman, however, Karla prefered being smothered by her mistresses' tall, fit, and curvy body.

"Karla, this is my friend Lauren." Her mistress introduced as the two held eye contact, still over the woman's shoulder.

Lauren, as mistress said she was named, then gave Karla a soft grin. Charming would be a good descriptor of it.

"Nice to meet you." She extended her greeting to Karla who still eyed her curiously.

The short girl could not deny she felt a little put off by her presence, but that was of course because she was used to being completely alone with mistress in their home. Karla also felt a slight bit of embarrassment, feeling her cheeks and the back of her neck heat up as she remembered her usually private greeting with her mistress had been witnessed by a stranger.

This choked her up a bit and she found herself unable to speak as she suddenly felt nervous. Her arousal now feeling like an awkward teenage boner. Nervously she looked up at her mistress.

"Don't be rude now." She teased her, Diana too smiling and grinning. Karla however was not.

Mistress leaned down and gave her a kiss on the forehead, laughing at her as she did so, before stepping around Karla and walking deeper into their home.

"Can I get you anything to drink Laur? Water? Wine? Anything?" She called over her shoulder.

Karla nervously played with her fingers as Lauren walked by her, following Diana and answering her.

"Oh no, I'm fine right now."

The two disappeared into the kitchen, Karla awkwardly standing in the hall for a few moments before slowly moving to join them.

They had begun to speak softly and Karla couldn't understand what they were saying on her approach. As she could finally see into the kitchen they looked flirtily at one another from across the room.

Quickly Karla slipped in and stood close to her mistress, feeling shaky while not in physical contact with her, and then clung to her arm.

Her mistress gave her a look before turning back to Lauren, the two silently laughing at some sort of joke. But it was clear to Karla that it was about her and her neediness, and she was being dismissed like a child.

Karla didn't think she was supposed to see it but Diana winked at Lauren before turning her attention back to Karla.

"I see you did the dishes baby." She spoke in her lovely soft voice. She then took Karla by the hand, lacing their fingers together. "You're such a good girl." Her mistress complimented. Then she lifted their conjoined hands and kissed Karlas knuckles.

Usually being called a good girl would make Karla blush but she blushed even darker as she was told this in the presence of a stranger. Instead of the warm fuzzy feeling it usually gave her it made her feel shy and embarrassed. It was always reserved for their private time together and Karla loved it, however now it felt almost like mistress was treating her like a child.

She smiled at Karla and kept it on her face as she turned to Lauren. Then in a soft whisper she said, "We'll be right back." And smirked.

Lauren returned the look and didn't say anything.

Karla was then led out of the kitchen by her hand and toward the stairs.

"Mistress?" She called weakly as they started to ascend to the second floor. She was then quietly shushed and led the rest of the way silently.

Karla tried not to drool as she was unable to keep her eyes off of mistresses ass as it moved so enticingly as she moved up the stairs. In her pants her cock was now fully confirmed erect and throbbing with want.

She again felt confusion and nervousness as she was led into her 'playroom' as they called it. This room wasn't exactly the funnest place for Karla.

Her mistress turned the light on and moved Karla deeper into the room before letting her go. Karla felt like a betrayed puppy dog as her mistress then returned to the door, leaving her standing in the middle.

"You're going to spend a little while in here darling…" she explained.

"Why?" Karla asked immediately, feeling deprived of her mistress.

Diana sighed. "Listen, me and Lauren need to attend to some… business. And I'm sorry darling but you can't be there for it."

"B-but-" Karla started to bargain, taking a few steps towards mistress at the door but she stopped dead in her tracks and played with her fingers when mistress raised a finger at her, ordering her to stop. She then flipped it over and pointed at the carpeted floor, giving Karla a firm order to "Kneel."

Despite not really wanting to, Karla fell instantly to her knees submissively, looking up with her big brown doe eyes hoping mistress wouldn't leave her. She hadn't seen her all day and Karla missed her. Karla needed to feel her mistresses body holding her in the evenings, wrapped up in her warmth and the smell of her perfume.

And she needed to worship that body however Diana wished to the fullest extent. Karla couldn't stand it when Diana wished to be untouched or have alone time. Of course she respected it but being separated at a time they could be together made her want to curl up in a little ball and whimper helplessly for her mistresses touch.

Diana knew this, and much to Karlas displeasure, used it to her advantage.

Leaving the girl isolated built up her want, and when she was finally released Karla was nothing but a little toy for her to command around, eager and desperate to do anything and everything that pleased her.

Stepping in front of Karla, Mistress bent over at her waist and gently guided Karlas head using two fingers under the girls chin.

"Now, we talked about this, didn't we?" Mistress said knowing the answer.

The kneeling brunette swallowed nervously, because yes, they had talked about it.

"Are…? Are you gonna…?" The girl asked nervously, trailing off and not wanting to say the words out loud. She visibly shook in her spot as the seconds of silence ticked on.

"You already know the answer to that baby."

Slowly she leaned down and placed a soft kiss on Karlas nose, then she gracefully stood back up to her full height and turned, heading to the door. She gave a final look back the brunette on the floor.

"You know the rules."

She spoke emotionlessly, before quickly but quietly closing the door, leaving Karla all alone.

For several minutes Karla stared at the door in silence, her mind racing as it put together the simple puzzle pieces mistress had laid out for her.

We talked about this.

Karla remembered the conversation vividly and the distress she felt when she learned some of her performances had been unsatisfactory to mistress.

In the bathroom she stood perfectly straight with her heels together and her arms folded respectfully behind her back. Mistress held her by her face, her chin resting between the woman's index finger and thumb, squeezing Karlas cheeks with a gentle pressure.

Mistress told her she was displeased with Karlas performance in the bedroom, complaining of her basically non existent stamina and the underwhelming size of her member. It hurt her to hear this, that she was unable to fulfill one duty for her mistress.

Karla could do anything and everything for her, except pleasure her sexually.

Karlas small penis had remained in her pants since then as mistress no longer wanted it. It throbbed desperately while mistress rode her face to at least somewhat give her want she wanted, hoping so badly to regain the privilege of entering mistresses pussy. But sadly she never got it back.

She was forced to rub herself alone if she herself wanted to feel pleasure.

Mistress still lusted for penetration though, the kind a woman so sexy as herself deserved. But if Karla, her dear beloved, could not fulfill her desires, she would need something else.

Somebody else.

Staring at the door Karla remembered being teased with mistresses' big breasts poking out of her shirt as she was told mistress desired another lover, but solely for bedroom purposes. She was offered the reward of playing with them and sucking on them if she agreed to let mistress find someone.

Drooling Karla agreed and was properly compensated with several sessions of being smothered with Diana's breasts and rewarded with a solid humping after each.

The choice felt wonderful as she sucked on the woman's dark nipples and rubbed her groin on the woman's thigh, ending shivering in mistresses lap with a wet spot in her underwear.

But now as she heard the sensual whispers and footsteps of mistress and another moving past her door and to their bedroom, Karla felt worried.

Their conversation was only a week ago. She had found someone so fast.

But it didn't matter anymore as the sound of the door closing echoed down the hall, barely audible voices coming through the wall separating Karla and the two. The brunette could not leave the room under mistresses rules for when she was left here, and she wouldn't dare break one of them. All Karla could do was let the reality of it all hit her and turn to the few activities in her so called 'playroom'. Because what was happening to Karla, she could no longer stop. As soon as she had agreed, only seven days ago, she could not stop what was going to happen to her. She just didn't expect it to be tonight.

Because tonight, Karla was being cucked.