Akira Meets the Lady Chapter 4

After a full afternoon of hypnosis, and a trigger induced slumber, Akira awoke still dressed in the clothes she selected to meet with her class study group- the one she never met but instead slept through at the suggestion of her hypnotist.

Feeling a bit off, Akira shed her clothes and took a shower. She was up earlier than she needed to be, but decided to get prepared for her only class of the day, one where she would see TIffany, the 6 foot blonde who looked like an Amazonian princess, the one who sent her a cryptic note about checking her out. 

The shower seemed to clear some of the sluggishness from the young woman's mind, she still needed to figure out more about the hypnosis she had begun the day prior. It was a wonderful feeling, she admitted, but the nervousness of it all gave her concern. She wore a pair of shape-fitting jeans, white sneakers and a white tank top that clung tightly to her in-shape body that gave her large breasts appropriate coverage for public, then covered it all with a hoodie. No makeup and her hair in a simple ponytail and she headed downstairs, earlier than the normal rush to be on time as was her usual. 

“There you are Akira, did you sleep well?” her mother asked as she entered the kitchen. 

“Oh yeah well I got super tired last night all of the sudden…” Akira said. “And felt a little off this morning.”

“Oh well….” her mother started before being cut off. 

“That’s the hypnosis, darling,” the Lady Brigitte said as she entered the kitchen and made a beeline to Misaki, sitting with both elbows on the table, her prosthetic breasts swaying with every movement. 

Lady Brigitte swooped in and kissed Misaki deeply, before continuing on with her explanation. 

“First time hypnosis has a variety of results,” the Lady continued. “What you felt was simply your reaction to being so deep for the very first time, do you understand, darling?” 

The teen nodded her head then answered, “I think so, my Lady.”

“I see you have some time before you need to go to class,” the Lady continued. 

Akira nodded her head and then replied, “yes, my lady.” 

“That’s very good, darling, I want to tell you a few things, I am sure you want to hear them,” the Lady said as she stood in front of the smaller, shapely Akira. 

The girl stood, looked up at the taller dominant and nodded  before saying “yes, My Lady.” 

“I gave you a trigger to have you become very tired and go directly to bed and sleep,” the Lady said. 

“Why did you do that, my lady?” Akira asked. “I missed my study group…” 

“Because you  allowed me to set it, for one, darling,” the Lady said with pointed emphasis. “And because it is something I will need to have you do from time to time as you mother and I get closer, if you understand, nod your head darling.” 

Akira nodded her head, even out of hypnosis, as Lady Brigitte smiled at the receptiveness of the teen. 

“Now, darling, we have about an hour before you need to leave for school, is that about right?” the Lady asked, looking at her watch. 

A blushing Akira nodded before her reply of “yes, My Lady.”  

“Very good,” the Lady said with a warm smile.  

“Submit to hypnosis…” 

The long lashes on Akira’s dark, almond shaped eyes closed gently as she stood in place. 

“Count yourself deeper in silence as your eyes are closed and you remain so perfectly still as you stand in place, darling, until I touch your forehead and tell you to stop,” the hypnodomme instructed as she pointed to a space right in front of the hypnotized college girl. “Focus only on that until I touch your forehead. Misaki, here, now.” 

Misaki stood and moved to the spot the domme was pointing to on the floor. 

“You need to get used to seeing your daughter hypnotized, Misaki,” the Lady said. “Just as she needs to get used to being hypnotized.” 

Akira’s breathing slowed as she gave the signs of sinking deeper into hypnosis, while Lady Brigitte held aloft the green crystal on the chain in front of Misaki. 

SNAP 

Misaki Okida fell deep into hypnosis at the fingersnap of her Mistress and lover. 

“Open your eyes, Sweetie,” the domme whispered in the mother’s ear. “Grasp. Hold. Focus.” 

With the commands, Misaki grasped the chain and held it aloft, leaving it to dangle in front of her eyes as she faced her daughter, her eyes opened and focused on the shiny gem. 

“When I snap my fingers, you will repeat two phrases until I tell you to stop, sweetie,” the domme whispered in Misaki’s ear again. “Focus on these phrases I am about to tell you, sweetie.” 

“Yes Lady Brigitte,” Misaki repeated in a deep trance soft monotone. 

“The phrases are- ‘you trust Lady Brigitte because I trust Lady Brigitte’ and ‘hypnosis helps complete us’,” the Lady said to her older subject while the younger counted herself deeper. “Repeat the phrases back to me now, sweetie.” 

“You trust Lady Brigitte because I trust Lady Brigitte,” the mother began. “Hypnosis helps complete us.”

“Very good, sweetie, you are becoming so complete for me,” the domme said, as her older subject swooned a bit at the praise. 

Lady Brigitte tapped the forehead of the younger Okida and smiled.

“Darling, do you trust your mother?” The Lady asked quietly. 

“Yes, Lady Brigitte,” the daughter replied slowly and softly. 

“When I snap my fingers darling you will open your eyes, find the crystal and listen to the phrases your mother is telling you,” the Lady said. “The more you hear these phrases she is telling you, the more you will believe them to be true. If you agree, simply nod your head, darling.” 

Akira nodded her head up and down slowly and slightly. 

SNAP 

Akira opened her eyes, and found the crystal, dangling still between her eyes and the deeply hypnotized eyes of her mother.  Had the girl been more aware, it may have felt a bit of deja vu, but the teen was too deep as a natural subject to notice. She did hear what her mother was saying. 

“You trust Lady Brigitte because I trust Lady Brigitte…” 

“Hypnosis helps complete us…” 

“You trust Lady Brigitte because I trust Lady Brigitte…” 

“Hypnosis helps complete us…” 

“You trust Lady Brigitte because I trust Lady Brigitte…” 

“Hypnosis helps complete us…” 

On and on the mother continued to the hypnotized, receptive audience of one, her lovely daughter. Neither knew how long the interaction took place, the mother simply repeated the phrases, while her daughter accepted them as more and more true with each repetition. 

Lady Brigitte smiled at the interaction, and looked at her watch as she checked the newest message from Doctor Winifred Winchester, the blackmailer extorting the Lady to enslave Akira for her with her parameters for the buxom college student. 

The Lady smiled as she reread the requests from the Doctor, thinking, “I can work with these…” 

The skilled domme allowed mother and daughter to hypnotically interact, mother giving suggestions as the daughter accepted them for some time before moving to the next suggestions. 

“Misaki, silence,” the Lady commanded. “Release, attention.” 

Lady Brigitte grasped the chain of the crystal and watched as the mother dutifully snapped to attention waiting for suggestion. 

“Akira, when I snap my fingers you will awaken and follow me to the office where you will sit in the chair I point to,” the Lady suggested. “If you agree, simply nod your head. 

The hypnotized college girl nodded in agreement. 

“Misaki, at the snap of my fingers you will get into your car and drive to the office and have a very productive day,” the Lady ordered. “You will not worry about anything or anyone regarding your breasts, you will not even notice if anyone says anything. Use your private office entrance, sweetie.” 

“Yes, Lady Brigitte,” the mother replied when the domme finished her commands. 

SNAP 

Misaki turned and left to go to work at the sound, while Akira took a moment and slowly awakened from her hypnosis. As she awakened more fully, she followed Lady Brigitte into her mother’s office where the domme was pointing to a chair. 

Akira sat. 

“Very good, darling,” the Lady said to begin. “You have been very receptive to your hypnosis and my suggestions. Let me ask you something, do you trust me?” 

“Yes, Lady Brigitte,” the college girl replied. 

“Why do you trust me, darling?” the domme asked. 

“I trust you because mother trusts you, Lady Brigitte,” the beauty replied. 

“And tell me what you think of hypnosis, darling,” the lady asked, peering down as she leaned on the edge of the desk. 

“Hypnosis completes us…” Akira answered without hesitation. 

“Very good Akira,” the Lady said. “Are you ready, darling?” 

“For what, my Lady?” the teen college student asked. 

“To submit to hypnosis….” the Lady said, watching as the college girl slipped back into hypnosis, a sleepy, innocent smile on her pretty face. 

The Lady moved to sit behind the desk as she began to provide suggestions for the newest subject in the Okida home, one she considered a very natural subject.  

“Today after class, darling, you will meet TIffany for coffee,” the Lady began. “And here is what you will do….” 

********

Akira made it to campus and into class in plenty of time, and she took her normal seat near the back of the auditorium and took down her hood and removed her airpods to get ready for listening to the professor drone on about European history. As she was preparing she was surprised when she felt someone climbing over the seat from behind her to sit next to her. 

Startled, she looked up and saw blond hair and a tight white top with large breasts climbing down to sit next to her. 

“Hey Akira,” the blonde said. “No sitting by yourself today!” 

“I guess not,” the half Japanese girl replied. “Hey Tiffany.” 

“Nice to meet you officially, Kiki,” the blonde said, holding out her hand. 

“You too, Tif,” the dark haired girl replied, rolling her eyes at the nickname. 

As the two greeted one another, the professor entered the class and began his lecture on the “Reasons for Stonehenge”. 

“I bet you he never mentions aliens,” the blonde said in a whisper, soliciting a laugh from Akira. 

“Stop, you’ll draw attention to us…” Akira said. 

“Kiki, you always draw attention, look around you- everyone is looking at you,” Tiffany said honestly. “Every guy glances your way. A lot. It’s like a show. If an artist came in here to draw the word ‘attention’, they would draw you.” 

Akira turned red and tried to pay attention to the lecture. But the more she looked around, the more she noticed what Tiffany said was true. Guys, and a few girls, glancing over at her. Staring. Leering. That look. 

Once class finally ended, Tiffany stood and faced Akira. 

“Coffee is on me, let’s go,” the blonde said. 

As they left the auditorium, Akira put up her hood and walked out with the tall blonde. 

“I’ll drive, we are going off campus, Kiki,” the blonde said. “Don’t worry, I have a class later, I have to be back for it.” 

Akira found herself following her beautiful classmate, and into the cute little 2 seat convertible. 

The pair eventually entered the small trendy coffee shop, and made their way to order.

“Iced caramel macchiato,” Tiffany ordered. “Put whatever this beauty wants on my tab.” 

Akira looked at Tiffany, then the girl behind the counter. 

“Black coffee, tall, please,” Akira asked the barista. 

“Room for milk and sugar?” the girl asked. 

“No, just black…” Akira replied. 

The pair got their coffees and found a quiet corner to sit and chat. 

“Black coffee? Nothing in it? No sweeteners or milk? Really?” Tiffany asked. 

“No sugar for me, it isn’t something I use or try to eat,” Akira replied. 

“That’s strict…” Tiffany replied. “Are you always all business Kiki?” 

“Yes, a lot of the time,” was the reply.

“That’s no fun,” Tiffany said. “You need to loosen up.”

Tiffany reached over as she sat next to Akira and unzipped her hoodie. 

“Let’s start with this,” Tiffany said. “Stop hiding yourself. You’re really gorgeous.”

Akira was stunned as her coffee companion unzipped her hoodie. 

“Take that off, it’s way too hot for that,” Tiffany said pointing to the oversized hoodie. “And you’re way too hot to hide, Kiki.” 

Akira blushed as she found herself appeasing the blonde and taking off the garment. 

“That’s better, Kiki,” the blonde said, seemingly establishing control. “I’ll be very honest, I have seen you looking at me lately, Kiki. I think you are interested. I am right, aren’t I? I know you noticed I have definitely been checking you out. You are super hot when you blush, by the way. So, am I right?” 

“Yes..” Akira admitted. 

“Good,” Tiffany said, sipping her sweet drink. “And you look devastating in that top, my goodness I thought you were big, but wow, how fucking perfect are you?” 

Crimson fell across the face of the dark haired girl, being hit on by a tall blonde. 

“We are going to have a lot of fun, Kiki,” the blonde said. “Am I going to be your first girl?” 

“Yes…” Akira replied softly, still blushing. 

“Kiki,” Tiffany said as she stared into the dark eyes of her object of affection. “You are super hot and super pretty, you should NEVER cover that up. I love that top on you… it flatters you perfectly. Don’t worry, I will help you get comfortable being with girls…” 

Akira was visibly nervous, and intimidated a bit by the forwardness of the blonde. 

“You need to start wearing makeup too, Kiki,” the blonde said. “You are definitely a main character, but you have more, you have aura…” 

Akira had no idea what that meant, but she was feeling very flattered by the attention. 

“Come on, Kiki,” the blonde said. “I have math soon, let’s get you back to campus.” 

The pair made small talk in the car as they drove back to campus, learning about where they lived, their families, and so on. TIffany was a trust fund baby, her father making it big in the investing world, though she lived with her mother while her father was living with his newest trophy girlfriend. 

“I never knew my father,” Akira said matter of factly. “It isn’t really a thing we ever talk about.” 

“Who, you and your mom?” TIffany asked. “I’m sorry,” 

“Yeah, Mom gets all weird about it,” Akira said. “I stopped asking about it when I was like 7.” 

“Oh wow, that is a lot, Kiki, I am sorry,” Tiffany said, reaching her hand out and squeezing Akira’s. 

TIffany found a parking spot close to where Akira’s car was parked and she pulled into a spot. 

“We are not done yet, Kiki,” the blond said. “We have one more thing to discuss.” 

Akira looked at the blonde with confusion, and soon after found a pair of very soft, very sensual lips kissing her own. Before she even realized what was happening, the pair were in a passionate kiss in the blonde’s car. In her mind, she thought of all the times in the last few days she saw her mom kissing Lady Brigitte. Asian kissing a taller blonde. Submissive kissing a blonde dominant. The parallels played in her head, as she never thought to stop kissing back. 

“Wow, Kiki,” the blonde said. “That was amazing… I think we will be doing that again… and a whole lot more….Phone, please…”

Akira took out her phone and handed it to the beautiful blonde. Tiffany took Akira’s phone, and casually waved it in front of the half Japanese girl’s face to unlock it. The dark haired girl sat passively as the blonde added her contact information into the phone before handing it back. 

“Call later,” TIffany said, putting her forefinger under the chin of Akira, lifting it as the girl was staring at her shoes. “This was fun, Kiki.” 

Akira was again finding herself kissing the blonde, and kissing back hard. The blonde eventually broke the kiss. 

“Talk later, Kiki,” Tiffany said, a smile on her face. 

Akira exited the car, wiping the blonde’s red lipstick from her own lips with the back of her hand as she made her way to her own car. 

“What the hell am I doing…” Akira thought as she got in her car and headed home. 

********

Once home, Akira immediately sought out Lady Brigitte, who she found in her mother’s office. 

“Soo… this is your office now, my Lady?” the pretty teen asked. 

“It is when your mother is not about, darling,” Lady Brigitte added. “So I take it you had fun after class?” 

“What do you mean, my Lady?” Akira said standing in the door. 

“Sit, Akira,” the Lady requested, smiling as she pointed to the chair in front of the desk. “I suggested you meet your friend, darling. Did it go well?” 

“Ohhh…. Umm I guess,” Akira stammered, slightly embarrassed. 

“Oh darling, that embarrassment is cute, but it has no place here. You will become very comfortable with hypnosis, exploring submitting, and being lesbian in no time at all. Confidence in submission and sexuality is alluring, darling,” Lady Brigitte said. 

“Wait….” Akira said. 

“Submit to hypnosis,” the Lady said, as she watched the long lashes of the pretty girl flutter gently closed. 

“Akira, open your eyes, find the crystal,” the Lady instructed. 

The beauty opened her eyes, and immediately went to the green crystal on a chain that was being held above her eyes.

“The crystal focuses you on being hypnotized and going deep into hypnosis as you watch it and listen to suggestions,” the Lady instructed. “If you agree, simply nod your head.”

The shiny dark hair of the hypnotized girl moved in a slight rhythm as she nodded to affirm the suggestion. 

“Do you trust me, darling?” the hypnodomme asked. 

“Yes, my Lady,” the girl replied softly.

“Why do you trust me, darling?” Brigitted pushed. 

“I trust you because mother trusts you, my Lady,” the teen answered slowly and softly. 

“What are your thoughts on hypnosis, darling?” the hypnodomme asked, testing some earlier suggestions. 

“Hypnosis helps us be complete…” Akira replied, confidently and in that soft, sweet hypnotized voice. 

“Very good girl, darling,” the Lady said with a smile. “Praise from a dominant woman feels so wonderful to hear, a warmth, it is a feeling of excitement that you want to feel again and again, if you feel that warmth and excitement, and want more, simply nod your head darling.” 

A slight redness crossed the cheeks of the tranced Akira, as her head moved to affirm another suggestion, her eyes squarely on the crystal. 

“That is a very good girl indeed, darling,” the hypnodomme praised. “You are doing very well, and I am so pleased at your progress, you are truly a natural subject for hypnosis, darling. But we have work to do. Today we are going to focus on body image and your new lesbian interests. Tell me about your new friend.” 

“Tiffany…” Akira said, providing the name to her hypnotist. 

“Yes, tell me how did it feel to have Tiffany’s attention, to have her want you?” the Domme asked. 

“New… good…. scary…” the girl replied. 

“Well, darling, you will get used to it. Having her want you, having her be interested in you is exciting, and being lesbian is something you want to explore, if that’s correct nod your head darling,” Brigitte suggested. 

Akira nodded her head. 

“Did she take the lead with you, darling? Help show you what to do, how to act?” the domme asked. 

“Yes….” Akira answered. 

“What did she tell you, Akira, what happened, remember and tell me now, darling,” the Lady asked. 

“No baggy clothes…. Wear makeup… kissing….” Akira answered in stilted statements. 

“She is right, darling, she is an experienced more dominant lesbian,” the hypnotist said. “You will learn a lot from her, you should always listen to Tiffany, darling, she sounds wonderful for you, someone perfect for your first lesbian relationship. If you agree, nod your head darling.” 

Akira, blushing, nodded her head. 

“Very good girl.” the hypnodomme praised, noticing the praise reaction in her subject. “Let’s go deeper into your new lifestyle, darling.” 

“Count yourself deeper for me,” the Lady instructed, smiling. 

SNAP

Akira dutifully began her deepening countdown. 

“Five…”
“Four…

“Three…”

“Two…” 

“One…” 

“Zero…” 

********

Akira had no idea how long she was in the office with the Lady, but she felt very relaxed and very light in her step. She looked at her watch and realized it was later than she thought, and she needed to call Tiffany. 

In her bedroom, she closed the door, sat on her bed and took out her phone. She realized she didn’t put the number in for the blonde, but that she did it herself. She started spelling the name into the keyboard, but Tiffany didn't come up. 

“What the hell…” Akira said as she tried to figure out exactly what the blonde did with her phone and contact information. 

As she tried to figure the number out, her phone rang. 

“OMG….” Akira said out loud as she read the contact person calling her. 

“Hot Girlfriend” 

Akira picked up the phone and said “Hey, Tiff.” 

“You like the contact name don’t you Kiki?” the blonde asked. 

The blushing Akira could only be honest. 

“Yes…” she said softly. 

“Good. I’m sending you my address. Come now, my mother’s not home for a few days,” Tiffany instructed. “Wear something hot, and don’t forget the makeup. It is your first date with a woman. I like a hot girlfriend, so look the part, Kiki. See you in an hour.” 

Akira got herself ready for the drive, and hoped Tiffany would be pleased with what she saw. ON her way out, she stopped by the office where the Lady was sitting behind the desk. 

“Going somewhere, darling?” the Lady asked, smiling, noticing the glossy red lips, eyeliner, blush and lashes all perfectly blending together on her attractive face. 

“I’m going to Tiffany’s house…” Akira said softly. 

“Sounds wonderful, darling,” the Lady said, noticing the nerves and curves of the teen. “I think you definitely are dressed to impress, darling.” 

Akira blushed. Hard. Praise from a dominant lesbian.

She was wearing a white bra under her white halter top, a red and black plaid skirt, shortish to mid thigh, black knee socks and black sneakers, as she carried a black faux bomber jacket and small black purse. 

“I think you look fabulous, darling,” the Lady said. “Your new girlfriend is going to love this look, it will please her, I am sure.” 

“Thank you…. My Lady…” the teen said, nervously blushing. More praise from a dominant lesbian.

“Go have fun, darling,” the Lady said. “I will tell your mother, and don’t worry, we won’t wait up for you. See you tomorrow darling.” 

“Ok…” Akira said, a bit confused by the comment. 

********

Akira drove her little two seat car to the address and gasped. Cast iron fencing. A gate at the driveway. Impeccably manicured lawn. Mansion. 

“Ummmm… I’m here…” Akira said as she called Tiffany on the phone. 

“Sweet, I’ll open the gate, drive up Kiki!” Tiffany said cheerily. 

The gate slowly opened and Akira moved her car to the top of the driveway, where Tiffany waited in a scandalously short white tennis outfit. 

Akira parked, and then exited her car, and saw Tiffany, smiling. 

“Leave the jacket, Kiki,” TIffany said. “It’s hot in here. You def won’t need it…”

Akira placed the jacket in the passenger seat, and closed then locked her car. 

“Well, this is much better,” Tiffany praised. “That is a perfect look for you, Kiki. Perfect top to show off but not be inappropriate in public, the skirt, short but not whorishly short, and the knee socks and sneakers are cute af, I need to know where you got those.” 

Akira blushed hard as the more dominant, more experienced lesbian Tiffany was commenting on her appearance. She was taken out of her daze with a sharp sound. 

“Kiki!” Tiffany said loudly. “Earth to Kiki! Let’s go inside.” 

Tiffany held out her hand, and on instinct Akira placed her hand on the other girl’s sending tingles through her body. 

“You’ll need to keep these nails up, Kiki,” Tiffany said. “I don’t want you looking anything less than perfect. You should always look perfect with your beauty.” 

“Ok…” Akira stammered, feeling nervous. 

“So, what shall we do first, Kiki?” Tiffany said as she led her date into the kitchen. 

Once inside, Tiffany tugged the arm of Akira, then wrapped her other hand around the neck of the half Japanese beauty and looked her in the eyes. 

“I know just where to start…” Tiffany said in a sexy, sultry tone. 

Tiffany planted a deep kiss on her date. 

Akira, taken aback by the forwardness for a moment, then kissed back. Hard. 

After a lovely makeout session in the kitchen, Tiffany broke the kiss, took a step back and looked at her new friend. 

“Aren’t you the eager one,” the blonde said with a smile. “I like that eagerness, Kiki. It’s cute. It is so…. ‘Kiki’…” 

Akira blushed. Her thoughts were mixed. She was excited by the girl, who was far more experienced and far more outgoing and dominant. And she was reminded again of her mother. Submissively serving her blonde, more dominant partner. 

“Let’s go, Kiki,” the blonde said, taking her dark haired partner by the hand. “This was a fun little warm up, but there is so much more waiting upstairs…” 

The half Japanese beauty nervously breathed, but allowed herself to be led up the spiral stairs and into a very large bedroom, a king size bed with white blanket and pillows on the wall facing the entrance. 

“This is my bedroom, Kiki.” TIffany said with a proud smile, walking over to a closet. “And in here, there is a ton of fun…”

Akira looked in and saw all kinds of outfits, boots, and on a series of shelves she saw toys. 

Sex toys. 

At the opening of the closet, Tiffany again started kissing Akira passionately. While her lips were working magically, Tiffany took the bottom of Akira’s shirt and started pulling it upward. TIffany broke the kiss just long enough to remove the top, before grinding into a kiss once again. Without missing a beat, Tiffany unclasped Akira’s bra and skillfully removed it. 

The blonde broke the kiss, stepped back, and unzipped her tennis outfit, allowing it to fall to the floor. She stepped out of the white dress and kicked off her shoes. 

“Oh…” Akira said, as Tiffany was naked in front of her. 

“Some would say we are moving fast,” Tiffany said as she took a step toward Akira. “But I think you like this…” 

Tiffany took her finger and thumb on each hand and gently pinched the nipples of the buxom brunette, who’s large breasts and nipples showed signs of excitement before even being touched. 

“Even better than I thought,” Tiffany whispered, gently manipulating the nipples of her companion. “Your breasts are absolutely perfect, Kiki…” 

Akira, feeling excited at the praise, and agreeable with her more dominant partner, moaned slightly at the kissing and manipulation of her nipples. 

“Look at that, Kiki,” the blonde said, flicking the nipples of Akira with the perfectly manicured nails of her forefinger. “Perfect. Feels so nice, doesn’t it, to have those nipples so excited?” 

Akira, new to this deep sensation, shyly nodded her head up and down. Tiffany smiled. 

“Come on, Kiki,” Tiffany said, leading the girl by the nipples into the walk-in closet, where she picked up a pair of impossibly shiny silver nipple clamps. 

“These will let you have that sensation a bit longer, Kiki,” Tiffany said. “Do you want to try these on your nipples, Kiki?” 

A slow, steady nod of her head up and down ensued. 

“More dominant lesbian…” flashed in Akira’s head. 

“Cat got your tongue, Kiki?” Tiffany said. “I have a better use for that tongue anyway…” 

Tiffany gently took Akira’s nipples to their fullest arousal, then with a deft touch attached the silver clamps, tightening them to the point where the half Japanese beauty moaned in pleasure. 

Tiffany leaned in and kissed her partner again, the passion ramped up between the naked Tiffany and the topless, nipple clamp wearing Akira, where the taller blonde guided the pair to the bed. 

The pair, locked in a passionate kiss, climbed onto the bed without breaking contact. 

Akira found herself on the bottom, looking up at the dominant  blonde, who sat on the stomach of the brunette, smiling, gently manipulating the clamps and nipples of the new lesbian. 

“Let’s take these down, Kiki,” Tiffany said, sliding down to remove the skirt and panties. 

“Bikinis… well I think thongs are better, but we’ll get you there, Kiki,” Tiffany said with a smile, as she took off the sneakers of Akira and tossed them about the room. “Love the knee highs though, Kiki, they stay….” 

Tiffany climbed back on the stomach of Akira, and with one hand manipulated the clamps and nipples, and with the other gently slid it between the legs of the half Japanese girl. 

“Smooth shaved…. I love that, Kiki,” Tiffany said, a devilish grin on her face. “And feeling so excited too…” 

Tiffany continued her manipulation of the newly interested in girls Akira, as the newly named ‘Kiki’ responded with feelings of excitement, moans, and thoughts of pleasing her more dominant partner. 

“You doing okay, Kiki?” TIffany asked sweetly. “Ready for more?” 

Akira nodded her head up and down, and was ready for more based on the nod and the moans. 

“More dominant lesbian…” came in another flash in Kiki’s sexually excited  mind. 

“I love that you are silent, Kiki,” Tiffany said. “That’s new for me, but it is super hot…” 

Akira simply laid back, and allowed Tiffany to be on top. Tiffany leaned over and opened a table drawer, pulling out a smallish vibrator. 

“I’m not sure what you can handle, Kiki,” Tiffany said with complete control, turning on the plastic phallus, holding it in front of her partner. “You ready for this, Kiki?” 

The aroused Kiki nodded her head more vigorously than before, which caused the blonde on top to laugh a bit. 

“That’s so cute, you're super excited aren’t you, Kiki,” Tiffany said. “You were made for this…” 

Akira moaned loudly as Tiffany inserted the vibrator, all while manipulating the shiny silver clamps adorning the nipples of the half Japanese beauty. 

“Kiki, I am just going to move, don’t worry, I won't stop what I am doing,” Tiffany said, as she moved herself closer and closer to Akira’s face. “Time to try the most lesbian thing ever, Kiki, at least in my opinion.” 

TIffany moved until her womanhood was squarely above the mouth of her partner. 

“Just do what comes naturally, Kiki,” Tiffany said slowly moving until she felt the lips of the dark haired beauty touching her. 

“More dominant lesbian…” another flash. 

Akira, lost in mindless pleasure, with a mix of submissive obedience and curiosity added, began doing what came naturally, using her lipid and tongue to please the woman on top of her. 

After several minutes, Tiffany praised her partner. 

“Kiki, are you sure you have never done this…” Tiffany moaned as Akira ramped up her efforts from the praise. “Ohhhhhhhh….” 

The pair continued their sexcapades, passion and intensity increasing as Akira began to feel more and more comfortable in her situation. Pleasure to a level she never felt before or even imagined, fueled by doing as she was told and emboldened by the constant praise. 

Akira finished first, a primal scream emitted at the exact moment. Soon after, Tiffany finished, leaving her mark all over the face of her partner. 

Tiffany climbed off, got a spare blanket, threw it over her partner, then hugged Akira from behind after climbing under. The experienced blonde removed the nipple clamps from her less experienced partner, and placed them on the nightstand.

“You were amazing, Kiki,” Tiffany praised. “You were perfect… you are built for this… don’t say anything, you can just sleep….shhhhhh…… sleep….” 

Akira felt safe, warm and exhausted, and soon fell soundly asleep. 

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The Lady Brigitte smiled as Misaki completed her task, kneeling on the floor, her head between the legs of her Lady, tongue working feverishly. 

The moment was broken as a message crossed the smart watch of Lady Brigitte. 

“I do hope you are progressing to the goal, I would hate to see you, and your new friend, taken down so viciously and publicly. Tell me where you are in our arrangement, Lady.” 

The message, from the Lady’s nemesis, Winifred Winchester, irked the dominant, who simply replied with four words.

“All is on target.” 

A second message was sent from the Doctor. 

“Good. Delivery is now December 18. I want an early Christmas present…” 

Lady Brigitte audibly swore into the air. 

“Merry Christmas… it will be done…”