A Submissive Journet - Part 5

“Ok Paula.  I know you enjoyed watching me.  Now it’s your turn. Sit on the other end of the sofa facing me, open your legs and begin. Show me how you please yourself”.

Paula felt like she was in a trance.  Zoe’s words seemed to control her like a puppet and all sense of choice vanished as she just felt the need to comply with Zoe’s instructions.  Truth be told, she was so aroused that nothing would have stopped her from masturbating had she been alone, but this was all new to her. She had secretly caught some of the kids in the children’s home playing with themselves under the bed covers but never openly and brazenly like this.

She sat down opposite Zoe on the sofa and brought her knees up wide, displaying herself openly. She knew Zoe would be able to see (and probably smell) how aroused she was.  She looked down over her small breasts as her fingers slid to her slick pussy. She heard Zoe tut and looked up as she pointed to her face.  “Look at me Paula, not yourself”  Zoe seemed to have a fixation with eye contact and she watched her face as her eyes darted to and fro over Paula’s gorgeous body before focusing on her glistening pussy.  Paula’s fingers worked her slit while her thumb moved around her clit.  She felt the thrill of Zoe's eyes on her and realised she was aroused as much by them as she was her own hand.  Her nipples tingled in anticipation too and her other hand went to them and pinched and tweaked them hard.  Zoe smiled and raised her eyebrows in surprise as how quickly Paula was losing her inhibitions and learning to please her.  As the intensity grew, Paula began making her distinctive little mewing noises. Half sigh, half moan, Zoe found it quite endearing and unique.  She admitted inwardly that although Paula was much younger than their former housekeepers, her innocence and enthusiasm more than made up for her lack of experience and, more importantly, she was a delight to train from scratch.

Paula was nearly there and rubbing her clit with the heel of her hand while two fingers kept their steady rhythm inside her. She was too far gone in her mind to think rationally beyond her impending orgasm, but there was a peaceful acceptance that she was pleasing Zoe as well as herself.  She could see the arousal in Zoe’s eyes as her climax burst through and she felt herself gush through her fingers as she contracted around them.  When the last spasm had left her, she relaxed back on a cushion and closed her eyes. She could cheerfully have slept there and then but Zoe was not going to let that happen yet and snapped her awake with another firm and clear instruction.  “Paula, suck the juices off your fingers.”   Paula was stunned.  She had never done that before.  In fact it had never even occurred to her.  She had never had oral sex so had no idea what she tasted like down there, just the scent of her arousal, which admittedly she found pleasant enough after masturbating. One look in Zoe's eyes told her it wasn’t a suggestion but a command so slowly she brought her fingers to her mouth. “Smell them first, then lick then clean” Zoe said, wanting to maximize her experience.  She watched as the girl followed her instructions and could clearly see her enjoying the new experience. “Now taste me, she said, while scooping moisture from her still leaking pussy and offering her fingers to Paula. She accepted without any hesitation and Zoe enjoyed her tongue exploring her fingers, searching for more of her taste.

Zoe withdrew her fingers from Paula’s mouth and just sat and stared at her.  Another boundary had been pushed; another line crossed. Paula was hers now, there was no doubt.  She reached out for her hand again and helped her up from the sofa. The employer in her noted the need for her employee to clean the stain on the sofa before tomorrow’s dinner party.  But not yet. Paula was led back to Zoe’s bedroom.  “It’s still early” she said.  Let’s go back to bed for a while.  Paula needed no second invitation. The whole experience of masturbating with Zoe, not to mention her own powerful orgasm had left her emotionally exhausted.  The two women curled up together naked and Zoe lazily toyed with Paula’s nipples until she felt the girl go limp and sleep. 

Two hours later it was Paula who woke up to the smell of coffee as Zoe brought them both a cup and climbed back into bed. Aside from a couple of kids sleepovers, Paula had never shared a bed with a woman before, especially not naked as they both still were.  Zoe’s body was so perfectly proportioned, being an ex model, that Paula just couldn’t stop looking at her.  Zoe was well aware of this but made no comment for now, just filed the information away in her well organised brain to use when she needed to.  They chatted over coffee in bed. At first it was just girl talk as usual.  Zoe was extremely adept at coaxing seemingly trivial information out of Paula for that mental filing system which was growing rapidly.  She also planted plenty of seeds in Paula’s mind which she hoped would grow into future thoughts and ideas to give the young woman more knowledge and confidence in herself.  One of those seeds was about Paula’s low opinion of her own body.  Laying next to a former top fashion model, it wasn’t easy for Paula to imagine herself as attractive.  She never had, always imagining her boobs were too small to be of any interest and her belly too large.  In truth, neither was true, except possibly in comparison to the woman next to her.  So it wasn’t  easy for Zoe to persuade her that she would certainly turn heads at their parties when she presented herself dressed provocatively.  Then she had an idea to really bring the best out of the girl.

“So Paula, be honest with me.  How did you feel about masturbating for me this morning?  Did you enjoy it?  I don’t mean physically.  That much was obvious by your reactions.  But how did you feel being totally uninhibited and naked doing such a personal thing with me watching?” Paula thought about it briefly then replied.  “Well, seeing you naked on the sofa this morning and then watching you masturbate made me more aroused than I have ever been before.  The only thing I can compare it to is the difference between listening to music on the radio, and hearing it live.  It suddenly becomes so real and stimulates the senses so much more. The scent and sight of you, not to mention the sounds of you enjoying yourself, was so much more arousing than watching people masturbate or have sex in movies. I found it hard not to touch myself until you told me to.  It made me want to cum so much watching you, that by the time you told me to do it I was already desperate.  Undressing in front of you was actually harder for me than touching myself because I don’t have your confidence in my body.  But as soon as I started touching myself it was like I was hypnotised and the only thing that mattered was doing what you told me and pleasuring myself.  I completely forgot that I was naked and really enjoyed the way you were looking at me. It just seemed to encourage me to want to please you more.”

Zoe was delighted at her response.  “I have an idea to make you even more comfortable with your body and  sexuality in the presence of others, which will be a tremendous asset for you when you work at our parties.  I still have lots of friends in the fashion industry who owe me a favour.  How about I arrange a photoshoot for you? “Paula was stunned.  Never in her wildest dreams did she imagine she would get to pose for a professional photographer!  She asked Zoe if she would be there with her and Zoe agreed and promised to organise it as soon as possible.  Meanwhile, Zoe also reminded her that she had her first big test the next evening when four friends were joining them for dinner and “games”.  The countdown had begun……