Akira Meets the Lady Chapter 6 

Akira awoke again to her phone blaring, in the clothes she was wearing the day prior. She turned off the phone, and reached over to grab the shiny silver nipple clamps. She held the clamps in her right hand as she headed to the bathroom, where she stopped at the mirror and lifted her cutoff 1970’s concert tee shirt reading ‘Do You Think I’m Sexy’, then attaching the clamps before finishing in the bathroom.

She headed to the kitchen, where she grabbed a mug and coffee as she attempted to head to her room, but was cut off by Lady Brigitte, who was checking the message on her watch regarding the appointment for Misaki to have the prosthetic breasts removed at Dr. Winchester’s offices. The Lady was not at all surprised that Winifred herself sent the message, with the caveat to ‘bring my future pet as well’. While the Lady was not pleased with that update, she was forced to  play the Doctor’s game.

“Good morning, darling,” the Lady said, eying the girl. “Slept well, I take it?” 

“You did it again….” Akira said. 

“Did what, exactly,” the Lady responded, folding her arms, shifting her weight to one leg, small smile on her face.  

“Sent me to bed…” Akira answered. 

“Well darling, you did permit me to set that trigger,” the Lady said. “And you trust me, and trust me with that trigger. Plus, I am a more experienced, more dominant lesbian.” 

The words ‘more experienced, more dominant lesbian’ resonated in her head, before the college girl meekly replied “I trust you….” 

“Of course you do darling, as your mother does,” the hypnodomme answered.  “No classes today, darling?”  

“No my Lady,” Akira answered. 

“So tell me about your girlfriend,” The Lady asked. 

“She is very assertive, very experienced, my Lady,” Akira said. “She has a closet of different… things… but we have only used the clamps… and another toy.” 

Lady Brigitte smiled at the tale being told. 

“She sounds delightful, darling, and is she telling you what to do more and more?” the dominant asked.

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

“I would imagine that if she has taken you this far already she has had some formal training in dominance and submission,” the Lady said as fact. “She sounds amazing as a young dominant, perfect for you at this stage as you try new things. I would imagine your girlfriend started as a submissive as well.” 

“I don’t know, my Lady,” the girl replied. “She seems very dominant…. more… experienced.” 

“I understand,” the Lady said, “Trust me… and you do trust me, don’t you darling?” 

The Lady paused a moment before continuing, “… if you agree that you trust me, simply nod your head…”

Akira nodded her head, even though she was not hypnotized as they spoke. 

“Then trust me with this fact, darling,” the Lady said with emphasis. “The very best dominants begin as the very best submissives.” 

The beautiful half Japanese girl again nodded her head. 

“Good girl, darling,” the Lady replied. “Submit to hypnosis.” 

Akira found herself sinking at the trigger once again, and if she were aware had no idea what number time this was for her under hypnosis since beginning her exploration. 

“Open your eyes, ” the Lady said, seeing her younger Okida subject deep once again. “Follow.” 

They made their way back to Akira’s bedroom, where the dominant hypnotist sat at the desk chair and instructed the hypnotized girl to lay back on her bed. 

Once on the bed, the domme took out the ever present crystal, and attached it to the ceiling fan cord that hung down the center of the bed using a small clip, at the height above the eyes of the pretty young lady. 

“Focus on the crystal, darling,” the domme instructed. “Today darling we are going to talk about balance. You have expressed your very submissive side, but that has a balance with a more assertive, more dominant side. A yin and yan connection. Today we are going to take care of that dominant side and store it away. If you agree, simply nod your head …” 

Focused on the crystal, laying on her bed, Akira immediately nodded her head in agreement. 

“Very good, darling,” the domme praised, as usual. “You have been a very lovely submissive, but for that to be complete, you need to understand the other side of that coin, that yan to the yin, if you are ready to understand that more dominant side and agree, simply nod your head…” 

Once again the nipple clamp wearing college student nodded in agreement. 

“Good girl, darling,” the Lady responded, continuing her praise conditioning. “You have been hypnotized a number of times, dear, and you have done so well accepting suggestions, but now it is time to learn about the other side, so you may understand just how deep into submission you can go, if you are ready to explore that side, if you agree simply nod your head…” 

Akira nodded her head in assent. 

“Good girl, darling,” the domme continued. “You have been hypnotized many times dear and understand how someone becomes hypnotized… that process of hypnosis, how to hypnotize… if you understand and agree simply nod your head…” 

Akira nodded. 

“Good girl, darling,” the domme praised. “When you awaken, you will unclip the crystal, go to your mothers office, and hypnotize your mother and bring her here to me. You will feel and understand the dominance required to be able to so deeply hypnotize and control someone as you hypnotize your mother. If you understand and agree, simply nod your head…” 

Akira nodded her head, a firm pattern established. 

“Good girl, darling,” the domme said. “Awake at three…” 

“One…” 

“Two…” 

“Three…” 

SNAP 

Akira awoke on her bed, and saw her hypnotist sitting in her room with a smile on her face. She stretched, and moved to get off of the bed. 

Wordlessly, she stood, unclipped the crystal, held it in her hand, and left the room. As she headed to her mother’s office, she made a fist to enclose the crystal inside of it. She entered the office, uninvited and without knocking. 

“Akira, you look…interesting…” Misaki said, looking at the beautiful teenager with the cutoff shirt and nipple clamps that were impossible to miss facing directly at her. “What’s going on, why are you here when I’m working?” 

The daughter closed the laptop her mother was working on with a devilish smile, then held up the crystal that she held in her hand. 

“Focus on the crystal. Mother,” the teen said, holding the crystal between her own eyes and the eyes of her seated mother. 

“Ohhh…” Misaki said, finding her eyes locking onto the gem at the suggestion. 

“You know what’s going to happen, mother,” the teen said with confidence. “You will continue to look at the crystal as you find your body and mind relaxing…” 

The mother’s breathing slowed as she looked at the crystal, seeing her daughter’s eyes behind the gem. 

“Very good, mother,” Akira said with purpose. “As you look at the crystal, you find your breathing slowing, breaths in your nose and out of your mouth…” 

The mother took breaths as instructed. 

“Very good, mother,” Akira praised- following her own familiar pattern. “Each breath in through your nose….” 

Akira took a deep breath in, mirroring her mother. 

“And out through your mouth…” the teen said, continuing to mirror her mother’s breathing. “Will continue to relax your mind and your body.”

The teen simply mirrored her mother’s breathing for a time, looking through the crystal as her mother’s breathing slowed and her eyes became more glassy. The more glassy her mothers eyes got, the more the knowing, confident smile on the daughter’s face became. 

“Very good, mother,” Akira eventually said, firmly and with control. “There is no hurry to enter hypnosis, it is a very relaxing, amazing process that never needs to be hurried…” 

Misaki was breathing so very slowly and deeply, as her ever increasingly glassy eyes maintained focus on the gem held between the pair. More mirrored breathing followed, as the teen showed a natural understanding. 

“Very good, mother, “ Akira said, continuing her task as ordered by her more dominant lesbian hypnotist. “When I count from five to zero, you will sink deep into hypnosis for me and follow the suggestions I give you…” 

“Five…” 

“Four…” 

“Three…” 

“Two…” 

“One…” 

“Zero…” 

SNAP

Akira snapped her fingers and watched as her mother succumbed to hypnosis, as she smiled and nodded. 

“Very good, mother,” the teen told her mother. “Open your eyes…” 

Misaki opened her eyes, and found the crystal. Again. 

“Very good, mother. When I drop the crystal, you will remain deep in hypnosis and follow me to my room,” Akira said. “If you agree, simply nod your head…” 

Seeing her mother’s head nod in agreement, Akira moved to finish her task, and put the crystal away. She turned, and made her way to the office door, satisfied her mother was obeying the suggestion and led her to her room. 

Lady Brigitte, sitting on the bed, smiled as Akira led her mother into the room. 

“Very good, darling,” the domme praised, “You have done very well. Now submit to hypnosis….” 

Akira sank under where she stood, her chin once again sinking to her chest. 

“Open your eyes darling, look at me,” the domme instructed the daughter. Once the girl looked at her hypnotist, the Lady gave her the next task. “Remain in hypnosis, darling.” 

“Tell your mother to obey me, darling,” Lady Brigitte said firmly. 

“Yes, My Lady,” the girl answered, 

SNAP

“Mother, you will obey Lady Brigitte,” the college student said. “If you agree, simply nod your head.” 

Misaki nodded her head and focused on the voice of her dominant. 

SNAP

Akira snapped her finger and her mother turned her focus to Lady Brigitte fully. 

“Misaki, remain in hypnosis as you go finish off your work for the day and get ready to go remove your prosthetics, sweetie,” the Lady said. “Meet me by the front door when you have finished.” 

SNAP 

Misaki left as she obeyed the suggestion. 

“Very good, darling,” the Lady said. “Lay on your bed, remaining deeply hypnotized.” 

Akira climbed onto her bed and lay down as instructed. 

“Very good, darling,” the Lady said. “You have just shown dominance in hypnotizing your mother, describe that feeling of being dominant to me.” 

“Yes, my Lady,” Akira said slowly. “I felt powerful, I felt this energy in me that I knew the result was going to happen… confident…strong…undeniable…” 

“Very good, darling,” the Lady said. “Now I want you to take the key and open the box in your mind where your fears are and open it… tell me when it has opened, nod your head if you agree…” 

AKira nodded her head as she said “It is open…” 

“Very good, darling,” the Lady said. “You will safely place that dominance, and all of those feelings as you described in this box with your fears, knowing you have the key, knowing you control that box in your mind. If you agree, simply nod your head…” 

Akira nodded her head. 

“Very good darling, place that dominance and those feelings in the box now,” the Lady instructed. “Tell me when you have placed them there…” 

“Yes, my Lady… they are inside the box…” Akira said softly. 

“Very good darling,” the Lady said. “Now lock the box, and tell me when it is locked…” 

“Yes, my Lady…” the girl said. “It is locked.” 

The dominant smiled as she had successfully locked away the teenager’s dominance and feelings of power alongside her body image issues and fears. Submission reigned in the mind of the college girl. 

“Very good, darling,” the Lady said triumphantly. “Now you can focus on what you truly want to explore… that is to be the very best submissive for a more dominant, more experienced lesbian…if you agree, simply nod your head…” 

The young woman nodded her head, ready for more submissive exploration. 

“Very good, darling,” Lady Brigitte praised with a very wide, beaming smile. 

“Darling, you will be joining us,” the Lady instructed. “You will be meeting Dr. Winifred Winchester, the woman who created and placed those breasts on your mother. She is a very dominant and very experienced lesbian. You will be very eager to see how your mother’s prosthetics work, and very excited to meet such an experienced and dominant lesbian. If you agree, simply nod your head…” 

Akira continued her conditioned pattern and nodded her head. 

“Very good, darling,” the domme conditioned. “You will be silent, only speaking when instructed, and very eager to see everything Dr. Winchester has to offer… If you agree, simply nod your head…” 

The programmed girl nodded her head. 

“Awaken at three, ready to go with your mother and me to meet the Doctor…”

“One…:” 

“Two…” 

“Three…” 

SNAP 

Akira’s eyes slowly came to life, and as the Lady moved to go, Akira followed. 

“Tell me darling,” the Lady said as she headed to the door to meet Misaki. “How is your new girlfriend working out?” 

“Ohh ummm pretty good I would say…” Akira stammered. “It’s been super fun, a bit wild to be honest…” 

“I am sure, darling,” the Lady mused. “I just hope the more dominant, experienced lesbian is treating you well.” 

Akira looked away and off in space upon hearing the comment, her mind simply thinking of obedience in reference to her girlfriend before returning to awareness as the Lady smiled. 

“Oh yeah… she’s super awesome, always complimenting me, telling me I should look perfect all the time and never hide my looks…” Akira said after processing the moment. “Or hide how smart I am.”

“She is correct, darling,” the Lady said. “And what else is she telling you?” 

“That I should be perfectly made up all the time,” Akira started. “That my aura is growing… whatever that means…” 

“She is right, darling,” the Lady said, peering down at the girl. “You should always look your best, and you certainly do have an incredible aura…” 

“Thank you…” Akira answered, unsure what that even meant. 

Misaki, following her instructions while still under hypnosis, made her way to the front door. 

“Your daughter will be tagging along, sweetie,” the domme said. “She is excited to meet the Doctor and see how well you love those prosthetic breasts…” 

Akira nodded as she blushed, Misaki simply nodded. 

“Let’s go…” the Lady declared as she opened the door. 

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After a drive to get to Dr. Winchester’s location, the three exited the parking garage and entered “The Winifred Building”- where the doctor housed all of her enterprises. On the main floor at ground level, was a classic vintage clothing store- more upscale than the one visited by Tiffany in getting Akira that very sexy 70’s concert tee, now cut off. The second floor was the offices for the psychiatry practice run by the Doctor, while the third floor was a laboratory for the new exciting things the doctor and her group were researching for medical, and sexual reasons. 

“Remain silent, until I instruct you otherwise,” the Lady told the Okida ladies as they made their way to the building.

It was the basement that the trio would be heading to first- a basement where the doctor had her second favorite kink- latex clothing- in large quantities for sale to specific customers who could get through the gatekeeper. It was in the basement where debasement happened, where the Doctor would dress and use her submissives, based on her primary kink- control. 

The Lady followed instructions and rang the bell just inside the vintage shop, where she was met by the Doctor herself. 

“Excellent to see you follow instructions, Lady…” the dominant, if not arrogant Dr. Winchester said. “And so good of you to bring your pets…Follow…” 

The Lady instructed the hypnotized Misaki and awake Akira to follow- though Akira tilted her head at the ‘pet’ comment, feeling the power in her mind associated with Dr. Winchester. They were led to the basement, where a very large room, circular, had latex clothing of all kinds on the exterior wall, with 4 small fitting rooms in the very middle, and a pair of steel tables with stirrups outside two of the fitting rooms. 

“I have met your pet Misaki, Lady,” the Doctor stated. “But I have not formally met this one.” 

“This is Akira, Doctor,” the Lady said, watching as the Doctor ran a finger along the cheek and down the arm of the college student as Akira blushed crimson, goosebumps forming where she was touched. Feeling the power of the Doctor. Eager. Excited. 

“Well she certainly is stunning,” the Doctor told the Lady as if Akira was not even present. “I would love to hire her…” 

“She is a full time student, Doctor,” the Lady intervened. “I don’t think that is going to be possible right now.”

“Based on what I know….” the Doctor said in a threatening manner. “Anything is possible, my fair Lady…” 

Lady Brigitte said nothing as she stared through the Doctor, who was again dictating terms.

“She will work for me, Saturdays, a four hour shift, in my Vintage shoppe upstairs,” the Doctor dictated. “Certainly that is agreeable…” 

Lady Brigitte assuaged her rival, agreeing with a nod. 

“Welcome to the wonderful world of Winifred, my new employee…” the Doctor said. 

Akira followed instructions and remained silent, though she wondered what this new employment would include and why she was being forced to work there at all was the thought in the back of her mind. Yet she found herself interested and a bit eager for the opportunity. 

“Well, Doctor, we are here to have these removed,” the Lady said, pointing to the oversized prosthetic breasts on Misaki. 

“Oh I am aware, Lady,” the dominant doctor revealed, as she walked over to the desk and picked up the phone. “We have a removal…” 

The Lady stood, and watched as Winifred walked back to them, smiling. 

“My assistant will handle the removal,” she stated flatly, not expecting any talk back. “My new employee needs to be fitted for her uniform.” 

The Lady began to object, but the devious doctor shot her a look, saying “She is here now, and this will save time so she may be of value and working her first day. Certainly you cannot object to that.”  

Lady Brigitte, miffed, simply nodded in agreement to allow the fitting to take place. 

The elevator opened, and an older woman in a lab coat walked over to the group. 

“This is Camilla, she will handle the removal. Do as she instructs,” Winifred said looking at the Lady and Misaki. “Akira, come.” 

The Doctor held out her hand, and a confused young woman shot a look to her Lady, who nodded indicating she was to go along. Akira blushed as she silently took the hand of the Doctor. 

The more dominant, more experienced lesbian. 

“I must say, the Doctor does great work, those are lovely for a woman her size,” the assistant said, ushering Misaki to one of the steel tables. “Up you go…”

While her mother was having the oversized silicone breasts removed, Akira was taken to the elevator, where she entered and felt the movement upward, exiting on the Laboratory floor. 

Winifred pulled Akira along, and led her to a room that contained clothes of all types- vintage dresses from decades past, latex outfits, leather, heels, bras, panties and everything in between. 

“You will be working in my Vintage Shoppe,” the Doctor said as she pulled a pair of bikini panties, a bullet bra, and a 1950’s canary yellow A line dress from the shelves. “So you will look the part.” 

Akira nodded. 

“Use your words with me, Pet,” the dominant assertively required. “You can speak, can’t you?” 

“Yes…” Akira said meekly, feeling the dominance of the older woman. “How am I to address you, Ma’am?” 

“How lovely, you can speak, and such a lovely voice to match your look,” Winifred praised. “Intelligent… asking the proper way to address me. You may address me as Doctor… for now…” 

Akira looked at the floor as she listened. 

“Do you understand?” Winifred asked, waiting for a verbal response. 

“Yes… Doctor…” Akira replied softly, feeling the effects of the dominant over her. 

“Let’s see…. 5 foot 6 inches? 34D? Is that correct, Pet?” Winifred asked. 

‘Yes… Doctor…” Akira replied, amazed the dominant was right on target. 

“Relax, Pet, I have been clothing people in various styles for a long time…” the Doctor said, running the back of her hand along the girl’s cheek. “But I think I will really enjoy dressing you…” 

Akira felt the sexual tension from the Doctor, which manifested in a shiver. 

“Start with these….” Winifred said, sending the girl to the corner dressing room with a bullet bra and thong panties. “Don’t be shy, Pet, it is like a bikini at the beach. Go…” 

“Yes…. Doctor…” Akira said as she moved to the dressing room to change in private. 

In the changing room, Akira removed her sneakers, then her simple white blouse, which she was thankful to change into before leaving home, and then her tight capri style pants, which she hung on the hook in the dressing room. She removed the white bra and panty set, folded them, then put on the thong, which had a metallic looking pattern running through it, and she was given the bullet bra, which had a soft metallic cone shape at the point in each cup. Once the bra straps were adjusted, Akira exited the dressing room. 

“Very good, Pet,” the dominant doctor said. “Looks like a perfect fit…These are your undergarments for your shifts here.” 

“Yes, Doctor…” Akira answered meekly. 

The doctor took out a remote control and hit a button. 

Akira stood bolt straight, as a shock hit her, at the cone of the bullet bra and through the panties. The shock turned into pleasure, as the garments facilitated exciting the wearer’s nerve endings. 

Winifred smiled, as the girl bit her lip at the shock and excitement. 

“Feels amazing doesn’t it, after the initial shock,” the Doctor asked, as she stood face to face with the college student. “You get used to it… very similar to the attachments on your mother’s breasts.”

Akira felt the pleasure as the dominant doctor upped the intensity, buckling the knees of the young lady at the hearing of the similarities to her mother’s enjoyment of her prosthetic breasts.  

“I see you like that,” Winifred teased as she walked over to Akira. “You look so cute this way, so I may as well turn it up a little more…” 

Winifred upped the intensity ever so slowly, noticing the shaking and knee buckling, as she smiled standing in front of her prey, looking stunning in her bullet bra and thong.  

“Just a bit more, let’s finish the job…” Winifred said as she took her hands and placed them on the shoulders of Akira and gently pushed straight down. 

As Akira fell to her knees. Winifred again increased the intensity, smile growing wider. 

“Perfect…” the dominant said. “You belong on your knees… it suits you…” 

Akira moaned in pleasure from the stimulus, but Winifred turned the stimulating pleasure off as she laughed as the girl attempted to regain her senses. . 

“Lovely show, you look beautiful, like a submissive pinup girl writhing on the floor on your knees, Pet…” Winifred said, grabbing the chin of the girl, forcing her to look up at the Doctor. “Now, get up, Pet.” 

Akira got to her feet slowly. 

“Come, let’s finish getting your uniform perfect…” Dr. Winchester said, pulling Akira to a different part of the room.

Next came the pale yellow A line dress, complete with a belt at the waist, complete with matching yellow heels. The Doctor zipped the girl in, and brought her to a mirror so she could see herself in the dress. As she stood at the mirror, Doctor Winchester next put a pearl necklace around the neck of Akira, then put in a set of matching pearl earrings in the lobes of the ears, and a pearl wristlet on each wrist. 

“Perfect,” the Doctor said, admiring the figure of young Akira. “I will give you the makeup to wear with this uniform as you leave, Pet.” 

Akira slowly felt the pleasure begin to increase again, and she closed her eyes as the pleasure intensified. Winifred then tapped at her phone again, and Akira once again began to feel weak at the knees. 

“No, Pet, stay standing,” the dominant ordered. “Look at how perfect you look, think about how submissive you have been…” 

As Akira stood and stared, Lady Brigitte interrupted the proceedings, making her presence known. 

“What are you doing?” Brigitte asked, watching as the Doctor stood behind an obviously excited Akira. 

“I am fitting her for her uniform,” WInifred said as she turned to face the rival dominant. 

“I see that…” Brigitte said flatly. “And a little bit of extra work, too I notice…” 

“Well, I don’t know that I fully trust you to deliver my present,” the Doctor said as she turned up the intensity of the pleasure Akira was feeling. 

The tall blonde walked to the Doctor, and stood over her. 

“Turn that off, if you please,” the Lady said intensely, tapping her foot and folding her arms as she stood taller than her rival. 

“Ohh, you’re no fun,” Winifred lamented. “You do know I hold all the cards…” 

“Humor me, Doctor,” Lady Brigitte said with disdain. 

Winifred shrugged, turned off the apparatus connected to Akira and took a deep breath. 

“Step back, if you please,” Brigitte said, flipping her hands in a ‘get back’ motion. 

Brigitte then took over. 

“Darling, please turn around,” the Lady instructed, speaking softly but authoritatively. 

“Beautiful uniform, darling,” the lady said. 

Akira looked at the Lady and nodded her head. 

“Heavy knees, darling,” Brigitte said, smiling as she watched her hypnosis sub slowly sink to her knees in her yellow 1950’s dress, bullet bra forcing the conical shape of her breasts to be emphasized. 

“That’s very fun,” Winifred said sincerely. “But you are dirtying my employee’s uniform…” 

“Heavy tits, darling,” the Lady said, and watched as the girl found her breasts becoming heavy, finding herself eventually face down on the floor. 

Brigitte then leaned down and told Akira, “Remember, this is where you belong. At the feet of a more dominant, more experienced lesbian.” 

Brigitte then walked over to Winifred Winchester, and stood face to face. 

“Any more doubt?” the dominant blonde asked. 

Winifred shook her head no, as her smile widened. 

“She won’t remember anything but meeting you and being very impressed,” Brigitte assured Winchester. “She will be on time for her work shift…” 

Brigitte then walked over to Akira, bent over and whispered. 

“Submit to hypnosis…” 

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“Going somewhere?” the Lady asked as Akira, dressed in a short skirt, tight blouse and knee socks and sneakers. 

“Yes…my Lady… Tiffany’s…” Akira responded. 

“Lovely, I am sure you will have a lovely time,” the Lady said. “Tell me, did you enjoy your visit to meet Dr. Winchester?” 

“Yes… My Lady…” Akira replied. 

“She is quite a dominant, don’t you agree?” the Lady asked, 

Akira nodded her head. 

“The kind to simply…. Obey….” Brigitte  said. 

The nodding continued. 

Brigitte smiled. 

“Well darling, don’t let me keep you,” the Lady said. “I am sure you will have a lot of fun…” 

Akria nodded as she left and said “yes.. Thank you My Lady…” 

After a drive where she thought of nothing but submission, she was met as she pulled up the driveway by TIffany, who did a double take when Akira stepped out of the car. 

“Holy shit, girl,” Tiffany said, having a very hard time keeping her composure, seeing the ultra sexy, perfectly made up Akira Okida saunter over to her. 

“Damn, Kiki,” the blonde Tiffany said. “You took what I told you to heart…”

Akira nodded, and looked at the sneakered feet of TIffany. 

“Let’s go inside, Kiki,” Tiffany said, extending her hand to the dark haired, short skirted beauty, leading her up to her room. 

Once inside the bedroom, Tiffany gave her girlfriend a very passionate kiss, as she unzipped the skirt of her partner and allowed it to fall to the floor. Akira then took a step back, breaking the kiss and embrace. 

She kicked off her shoes, then began unbuttoning her top, her eyes never leaving the ice blue eyes of the blonde Tiffany. She tossed the top where her skirt lay, then turned and bent over at the waist, and removed the thong she was wearing before standing again and finding the eyes of her partner. Akira dropped her thong on the bed. 

Akira then walked forward, toward the blonde, and she unhooked her bra, and gently tossed it to the floor, leaving the dark haired, buxom beauty in only knee socks. Instead of re-engaging with her girlfriend, Akira walked past the blonde, and opened the closet. 

Tiffany looked on, smiling, 

From inside, Akira pulled out heavier nipple clamps, a larger battery operated phallus, and a pair of wrist cuffs, placing them on the bed. She put the cuffs on her wrists, then attached the nipple clamps, tightening them just an extra half turn. She then walked to Tiffany, and pulled her to the end of her bed, and pulled down the skirt, then the panties she was wearing. 

Akira then took the phallus, placed it in her mouth, and got it wet, and turned it on before she inserted it inside herself, securing it in place with the thong she had just removed. 

. 

After a passionate kiss, Akira pushed Tiffany to sit on the edge of the bed, then pulled the hands of Tiffany behind her own back, where she placed the latch to lock the wrist cuffs together in the blonde dominant's hand. The sound of the mechanism locking Akira’s wrists in place sent a shiver through the submissive girl was slightly louder than the buzz between the legs of the half Japanese girl. 

The handcuffed girl then knelt at the foot of the bed before her more dominant, more experienced lesbian girlfriend, where she simply stared between the legs of the blonde beauty. 

In submission. To the more dominant, more experienced lesbian. 

“Kiki,” Tiffany said softly. “I like this new assertive submissiveness you are showing…” 

Akira moved her face closer between the legs of the experienced lesbian. 

“It’s very hot,” Tiffany said. “Your aura… it’s at your all time high….” 

TIffany then spread her legs wider, allowing the kneeling girl to begin her work. 

“MMMMMMMMMmmm….” Tiffany moaned as Akira began.  “This is a night we will definitely remember… Kiki… oooohhhhhh….” 

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After hours of intense play, TIffany held the still cuffed Akira from behind as they lay under the covers. The blonde slipped out the embrace, and located her phone in her purse. She unlocked it and sent a very simple 4 word message. 

The blonde then slid back into bed, reconnected the hug from behind, and smiled. 

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A ping hit indicating an incoming message. 

“Definitely close to ready…”