Diana’s Day Out
By TerraMGP
“Ok hold on, I’ll be out in one second!” Diana called out amidst the sound of more fumbling and banging around. For the fourth time in as many minutes Diana thrust her foot up against the wall of the small dressing room and struggled to pull it up on her leg the rest of the way, which resulted in another loud slam before everything went quiet. Finally the worrying still was broken as Diana she pulled open the door once more and proudly stepped out with a massive beaming grin. “Ok, how do I look?”
Ruth spent a few moments taking it all in, slowly her sagelike eyes moved from the tip of those well polished knee-high boots, up along the leather bottom piece that held every curve and nuance of the chipettes young body tightly and held a loop for the fresh and unused whip now at the young girls hip. “No… not bad…” she said to herself, moving forward and slowly pacing around the young dommie pausing only long enough to give that cute and newly exposed rear a firm grope before pulling her eyes back to the black and purple corset that held her protégé’s midsection so tightly. “not bad at all. I must admit I like your taste, and your feel isn’t too bad either. I hope you realize how important this is though Diana. This isn’t some expensive game of dress up or fun shopping trip we are going on. I am buying these things because I feel that you are ready to use it and to treat it, as well as my god daughter, with respect.” Ruth slowly let her massive paw slip off of Diana’s rump and just started to smile seeing how proud Diana looked, how noble she was trying to be and most of all how hard she fought against the blush that was starting to grow under her fur.
“Ruth…“ Diana said softly trying hard not to show a blush in her cheeks. The chipette turned herself away to look at the small set of simple sex toys that had been put in their shopping bag, hoping to hide the embarrassed, awkward pride that was radiating from her face. Nose hooks, anal plugs, dildos and so many other items rested in that simple black paper bag and each one was less than an hour from seeing use on her naked and shamed Mousie. It was really enough to give the young dominatrix a shiver of blissful eagerness. “So how much is this going to cost Ruth? Just so I know if I need to use my debit card.”
A large paw pushed Diana’s hand back down and then pulled her own wallet out of her purse, licking her muzzle in anticipation of her students first real lesson . “Its Miss Ruth, and you have much more to worry about than the cost of a few basic tools. I’ll be paying for your gear, you simply worry about training your pet properly and learning your lessons.” that same paw quickly wrapped around Diana’s hair and Ruth’s lips found their way to the young girls, giving her a deep, savage kiss.
Weak kneed, Diana turned her attention to the woman who had just forced such a shocking experience on her and let a strange smirk of satisfaction cross her face. “Don’t worry Miss Ruth, I promise you that I won’t let you down. I will show you that your student can fill her role, and I’ll make this purchase up to you too.”
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“You sure you don’t need me to come in there Kiddo?”
The loud pounding on the dressing room door knocked Diana back into reality where she found herself with a pair of new jeans half-tugged up her thighs and one foot still propped up against the door itself and the other planted at the opposite corner of the dressing stall. She didn’t really know how she had found herself in this position, or for that matter why her panties suddenly felt so uncomfortable. A quick glance into the mirror hinted at why, but Diana shook off the blush she saw there and instead focused on getting her own jeans back on piling up the clothes she had already found to be acceptable. “I’m fine Ruth, don’t worry.” she mumbled. She tried to wait out the pinkening that seemed to have crept over her cheeks, but unfortunately the blush really was not going away, but at this point there wasn’t anything she could do about it but open the door and walk out slowly head hung down.
Ruth reached down and picked up the clothing Diana had already found were at least close to the right size and nodded to herself before throwing them over her arm. “So are ya all done with protesting about shopping Diana or is this still a bit awkward for you?” Ruth teased a bit patting her young companion on the back and throwing the clothing over her shoulder. After Ester’s little visit it had become quite clear to Ruth that Diana had a few minor financial issues at home, and with a change of weather looming on the horizon she felt it fell upon herself to make sure that the young girl was all set for the cold sesaon, or at least that was the closest argument that the two could agree on. In truth Ruth had grown to enjoy spending time with Diana, and she knew the rough little girl enjoyed it just as much. If the cost of that time had to be a few pairs of jeans and a couple of new shirts Ruth considered it a very small one to pay.
It took a few moments before Diana could pull on her jacket and adjust her clothing once more, glad to be in her old comfortable clothing once more. It was the first time in a while someone had actually attempted to help her with getting clothes, Jonathon long since having given up on trying to pick out things his sister might like to wear. Ruth had not done much better in that department over the past few hours, but Diana was not about to complain too much considering how much fun she was having, try as she might to hide it. “So are we going to take off soon? I thought we were supposed to be meeting Ester later tonight.” As usual Diana was antsy to get out of this place and see her girlfriend for a little while. It was nice to spend all of this time with Ruth, but she would rather do it with her mousie under her arm and perhaps a bit of food in her stomach.
“Just calm down Diana. Its not like you didn’t get to see her all day yesterday. Besides I still have a couple of places I need to stop, then we will be meeting Ester and June for dinner. It seems your little girlfriend had to pick up some stuff from the Hobby Lobby anyways so you will just have to wait until June picks her up.” Ruth made her way towards the large cashiers kiosk standing between the J.C. Pennys store itself and the mall beyond. With one small shrug all of the clothes sprang from her shoulder and landed in a rather messy heap that caused the poor sales lady to jump. “Is Debit ok here?” Ruth asked yanking the wallet out of her jeans pocket “I don’t think I have enough cash on me at the moment.”
Diana kept a close eye on the register as the salesgirl rang up each item. Every single price burned into her brain for a moment before adding in to a grand total she quickly committed to memory. The grand total ended up amounting to 107.35 once tax was figured in. Diana had been fully prepared to commit the number to memory, but was not expecting it to be nearly this high. She took a step forward if only to make sure that she was seeing the number properly. It didn’t seem right for clothes to cost this much, especially considering the clothes that Diana usually got from thrift stores and second hand shops. She just gazed at Ruth for a few long moments as the woman casually purchased the expensive items for a girl who wasn’t even her daughter without so much as a hint of remorse or apprehension. Diana made up her mind then and there to pay her back some day, though she didn’t really know how on earth she would ever be able to pay her that much.
“You done daydreaming Kiddo?” Ruth laughed as one massive paw found its way to Diana’s shoulder. “Come on, I still need to hit the health store and that bath and body place June likes before we show up. I have to pick up…” Ruth fumbled around in her pocket with her free paw pulling out a small slip of paper. “Lavender fur conditioning beads? That just doesn’t sound right? Ah well, Let this be a lesson to you Diana, you have to keep your woman happy, even if it means buying something that sounds like a fancy ice cream topping.” Ruth stuffed the paper back into her pocket and let another amused grin cross her face as she walked into the mall, Diana following close behind.
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“Well what do you think?” Ruth asked as she looked up from her work to see Diana dutifully attending to her pet at the other end of the large dressing room.
“Well for one thing, I think this plug is way too big to go up the Mousies tail hole unlubed” Diana chuckled as she gave one more hard push, forcing the dry tool deep writhing the recesses of her little slave and making sure it was embedded there firmly. “But then considering how chaste and pure Ester always acts I bet she actually likes it huh? Feeling that thick shaft breaking your filthiest hole… such a disgusting little gutter rat.” She felt Ester starting to squirm and just pushed the smaller girls body against a small bench used to help in changing, pulling her tail up into the air. “I have to admit I’m a little shocked they let two girls our age into a real dungeon like this. I can’t wait to hook this cunts clit up to a nice car battery and see how she squirms. What about you mousie mouse?”
“Y-yes Mimmph” Ester only got a moment to respond before Diana shoved a pair of Junes crumpled, dirty panties between the poor girls lips, followed by a tight strap that forced her to bite down on the dirty cloth and push her little tongue against it.
Diana looked down with a cold smile and licked her lips again reveling in how helpless the bound girl looked right now and how much worse it would be once she was paraded though the recesses of the establishment for all to see. She imagined those soft little breasts, already tingling from two hard alligator clamps on either nipple being ground into the floor as Ester was forced to inch along like a worm. She could see Everyone gathered around to watch as the gagged mouse was forced to bathe her face in her owners piss, hung up from the ceiling by those straps that would crush and squeeze her frail body so hard. “Oh I am going to make sure everyone sees me wreck you.” Diana murred softly “There won’t be one person in this little dungeon who doesn’t know you belong utterly to me.” The wicked girl started to laugh once more and placed the heel of her boot against Esters face, grinding it down hard and forcing the tears out. Suddenly Diana could feel a sharp, crushing pain shoot though one of her exposed breasts and a great strength slowly pulling her body backwards latching her solidly against a wall of leather, fur and brawn.
“I thought I made myself clear Diana. You need to pace yourself, to learn some restraint. She may be your girl, but I’m the one training you.” Slowly that painful crushing turned into a firm kneeing of the chipettes breast flesh. Strong fingers forcing a loud graon from their prey as Ruth let out another primal growl. “I am in charge right now Diana. If you want this cunt to serve you then you’ll do it the way I tell you. Do you understand me?” Ruth shoved her forward towards Ester as a small smile crossed her muzzle. She could see the fire in Diana’s eyes right now, the mix of confusion, anger and passion as it all welled up in her and then shot down towards Ester in one heart stopping glance. It would be a lie to say that Ruth hadn’t enjoyed the chance to manhandle her protégé a bit, but what she really wanted was to see Diana keep focused on what she was doing rather than getting carried away in the moment. “Bitch… heel” the massive bear commanded as June slowly made her way over to her Mistress, knees scraping against the smooth stone floor and arms held tight in a wicked leather binder. Without a word Ruth snatched up Esters panties and pushed them against Junes lips, watching her slave slowly open and accept the makeshift gag before she too was met with cruel leather straps that not only held her face closed over them but also pulled her nose back with a wicked set of hooks. Soon this harness of straps and hooks was affixed to Junes collar, followed by the length of a long chain leash that Ruth gripped firmly in hand. “Diana, get your pet leashed and ready. I don’t want to be kept waiting” Ruth intoned authoritatively.
Already Diana was fixing a green leather leash onto her pets collar, taking a moment to muse at how it complimented the similar stripes along the collar itself. “Come on now Mousie, on your stomach like I told you. I don’t want you making a fool of me in front of everyone.” the Chipette quipped with another hard tug on the leash. Soon the two couples walked side by side into the dungeon proper where Diana would get her first real taste of true domination.
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“So why aren’t we going to that restaurant Esters mom owns again?” Diana pondered as much to herself as to Ruth. It had been on her mind, or at least one of the things on her mind since the two of them left the mall. She wasn’t really complaining since fancy food of any sort wasn’t her thing. Truth be told She would much rather have gone to the McDonnalds in the food court back at the mall. It was a lot closer and undoubtedly cheaper than the place they were apparently headed. Ruth had already spent way too much on her, and this was making it even worse.
“Part of the reason is simply a matter of time. I really don’t want to drive though an hour of traffic both ways just to eat at a restaurant when we have about thirty places all along this little strip of shops that are just as eager to give us some decent food. Besides if we go to ‘Freya’s’ then Lillian will make a fuss. I really hate it when she does that.“ Ruth looked over and smirked at Diana’s continued stubborn selflessness. Ever since they left for the store that morning her plucky little pseudo-sidekick had been quite antsy and dead set against any decisions that would cost Ruth money. Honestly it was that kind of pride that Ruth admired most, Diana was not the kind of girl to let life just hand her things while she coasted by. She knew full well that many kids in the same situation weren’t so lucky to have that kind of strong character, herself included. VIP treatment just didn’t sit well with her any more than it would have for Diana. “So is that why you’ve been so distracted today kiddo? I didn’t think you would be upset just cause you can’t go to lils place for dinner. Still if you really wanted we could probably get something there instead. Its not like we don’t have connections.”
Diana shook her head quickly and slumped back into the massive bucket seat. “No its not that at all. Honestly I’m glad we aren’t going someplace that fancy. I’ve just been… thinking a lot lately that’s all. I know that probably sounds a bit silly. I’m just not used to doing this kind of stuff. I mean sure you guys take us out when we go on dates and everything, but I’ve been used to making do with the things I have for a while now. I just get the clothes and other things I need, wear them out, and to hell with how they look until it either becomes a matter of the fabric breaking down completely or a hole opening in the wrong spot that my brother can’t sew up.” she noted “You would be surprised how much money you can save when you can mend clothes.” Diana desperately wanted to just turn around and take these clothes back to the store so she wouldn’t feel like she was mooching off of Esters family. If she did though Diana knew full well that Ruth would be offended, putting her in a no-win situation.
“Your right, it probably does save a lot of money to sew everything up when it gets torn, but that’s not really the point is it?” Ruth Laughed. “If I really wanted to Diana I could probably learn to sew and I would never have to buy a new shirt or pair of work slacks or anything else again. I could also cook all my own meals and get a wood stove to chop firewood. But that doesn’t mean I want to do that. Sometimes you just need to treat yourself Diana. You need to take what you have worked for and use it for something that makes you happy.” she chuckled a bit and then shook her head “of course, if that nice something is getting a gift for someone who deserves it…” The older woman looked down at a very surprised Diana and let a smile cross her lips “You are a good girl Diana and modest. But its about time someone spoiled you a bit.” That someone was going to be her. She looked out at the road and waited to pull into the small drive in the small strip malls lot.
The small local restaurant Ruth had picked appeared to be jam packed by the time they arrived, Every spot in the parking lot was filled up and even spots in the lot of the nearby strip mall were taken by patrons ready to eat. Among this din of people Diana managed to pick out Ester rather quickly, seeing her sitting on the curb with DS in hand, most likely continuing her OCD quest to make sure she had each of her pokemon advanced by ten levels each time so they would end up at level 100 at about the same time. As was to be expected June was standing over her holding on to a small plastic box with a blinking red light on it. Ruth pulled herself out of the car with a grace that belied her massive size and started to walk over towards the other two smirking happily and offering her love a huge hug.
“Your late.” June said dryly still keeping her arms crossed “You realize if we had gotten called in I was tempted to just turn my phone off and leave you two out here wondering where the hell we were until we finished.” June blew a few strands of hair out of her face to emphasize the point and then pushed the plastic box into Ruths arms. “You can just hold on to this till it stops flashing. I’m tired of babysitting the damn thing.” Ester looked up at the two of them upon half-hearing this, but was comforted with a small pat on the head. “Not you sweetie. Auntie Ruth and I were talking about the reservations.”
Ester nodded once more and then looked up to see Diana standing there expectantly. It took a fraction of a second for the small mouse to thrust her DS into her jacket, stand up and wrap her arms around her beloved all in one shockingly smooth and energetic motion. In a moment she was on her feet and had plowed herself right into Diana, almost knocking her love over in the process. Thankfully for both of them the strong young Chipette was able to right herself before they tumbled onto the pavement. “Diana! I missed you today! We got a lot done today. I got some new colors to play with, and green stuff, all on sale too. I was going to get you something but I didn’t see anything I thought you’d like though.”
A finger went to Esters lips as Diana let out yet another exasperated, though happy sigh. “Mousie mouse, you know you don’t need to get me anything right? Honestly I don’t really have too many hobbies, and I doubt you’d find something I would like at a hobby store” The point was emphasized with a kiss on the forhead and a small slap on the rear for her little girlfriend, making Ester yelp out loudly and forcing her up on tiptoes. Then again considering you are around…” Diana muttered soflty lips fraction of an inch from the mousettes, and finding themselves moving slowly, eagerly closer. The slow advance was suddenly halted feeling a sharp pain as something grabbed her ear and tugged backwards, forcing Diana up onto her feet and away from her Mousie a bit.
“I think you forgot that you have other people around hmm?” June said looking the girl over again. “If you keep pulling stuff like that you just might end up losing your alone time privileges with Ester. You wouldn’t want that now would you?” No sooner had the thinly veiled threat been uttered than the small buzzer resting in Ruths paw began to beep and vibrate loudly, its LEDs now solid red indicating that they finally had a table. “Not a moment too soon.” June exclaimed as she took the device and then grabbed Ruths paw, leading the other three though the crowd of waiting patrons and into the restaurant. Diana followed close behind with Ester still holding an arm around the girl and grumbling to herself. It always grated on her when adults pulled this kind of crap, but at least now she would be free to sit and cuddle with her girlfriend for a little while, hopefully without Junes inconvenient supervision.
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“Again bitch, I want to hear you say it again.” Diana snarled bringing a thick stiff flogger down hard against flesh and fur. “I want to hear you mean it, you hear me? I want you to mean every word of it.”
“Y-your better than I am Miss Diana. Your so much prettier, and smarter, and just better than this lowly little piece of shit. Please forgive her for being unworthy of you!” June slumped down again with tears in her eyes and the sting of fresh lashes along her back right above her tailbone. The rig holdign June sat in the middle of the room, a metal pole on top of a metal V tapering in towards the ground. The pole itself was slender enough that it dug into her crotch and spread her breasts painfully wide while giving her just enough room to move her head, everything else tied down and a steel-framed Corset crushing her midsection against the whole apparatus. Naturally this also left June exposed to the whims of anyone who wished to use her. She had expected it to be her owner now whipping and beating her like this, but instead Ruth had decided it was time for her young protégé to experiment with an older pet, a more seasoned pet… a pet who knew her place. Unfortunatley, at least from her point of view, June was that pet.
Diana brought the flogger down hard a few more times striking at her intended prey all along either flank leading each new blow into where the last one was so that she had a lattice work of marks running up and down her body. “You know something bitch, I think you have it too good. I can’t blame your Mistress after all, since she does love you. Luckily, I don‘t, and I can do whatever I want.” The young Dominant ran a gloved finger up and down along the stoats spine a few times touching on the stray lash marks, and then ran it over to her nose which she quickly poked painfully. “Now I do have to ask, does a worthless little slave bitch like you know how to pay homage to your betters? Do you even know who your betters are?” Diana moved from behind the bound woman and smiled running her hands along a large metal chair affixed in front of the rig that now held her mentors slave in place. Making sure June could easily see it the Chipette began to pull down the bottoms of her outfit, moving the tight latex aside and revealing her wet folds and strong athletic thighs. “Considering that you are Ruths girl I think we should start with the basics. Do you want to start with the basics cunt?” Diana murred at the trapped womans obvious fear and started to rub along her folds gently giving her a nice view. “Its very simple you little bitch. You just go ahead and put that worthless little tongue as deep into me as you can, lick like your life depends on it and pray you don’t fuck up too badly.”
Without a single word June reached her face over as best she could making every attempt to push her muzzle up against Diana’s folds, lulling her tongue out and squirming it around in the air as close as it could get to the wet folds. It was so degrading, trying to please a girl this young, trying to be a good little bitch for someone so inexperienced. Yet that same humiliation was so wonderful, so exciting it totally distracted her from the fact that Diana was gone, that was until she felt the sharp, almost hammering pain of a solid high heeled boot tip striking right between her pussy lips with astounding force, lifting her ass up into the air like a kickball before it bounced back down smacking her pussy upon the metal restraint several times.
“Not a bad start.” Ruth commented from her seat nearby, seeming quite engrossed in the spectical and only giving an afterthought to the latex-covered mousette laid over her lap and squirming, ass impaled on three of her massive fingers screaming into a ball gag. “Remember though June, every Mistress is different. She may not think that pushing your face between her legs is worship enough, and its your fault as a slave for not knowing that isn’t it?” as if to drive the point home to the slave in her lap, Ruth began to jam in a fourth finger stretching that tight and clenched hole even more. “Now Diana since my pet seems to not know your ways, perhaps you can enlighten her hmm?”
Diana began to walk back around Junes body, grinning ear to ear at what she considered near cart blanch with Ruths pet. “Well normally I would want a little cunt rag to beg for the chance to worship me. After all just licking at someones crotch makes you a slut, not a slave. Even Ester knows that” she said as she sat with her crotch right against the top of Junes muzzle. “But since your too stupid to even pass a simple test like that, we will move on to the next part, your going to sniff my slit, and then your going to eat me out” With little more than a moments reluctance the nimble stoat nose began to run itself into the teens folds, sniffing around and pushing at the sensitive clit nub firmly like a wild animal. Even after all of her reluctance and defiance
June was moaning softly from the strong scent of a dominant cunt, from that strange hint of pheromones that told her she was lower, that she was just a toy to be used. Perhaps this was why when a sharp pain shot though her scalp and her hair was yanked back June knew instinctively to open her muzzle and push forwards lapping savagely at the girl who currently controlled her. Shame, humiliation, lust, need and obedience all clouded Junes mind and she continued her assault to the sounds of Diana moaning in bliss and writhing around in pleasure as she traced those inner folds over and over again moving around her folds and then probing the tight hole as deep as she could.
“Mmmm not too bad bitch , but I’m surprised that you aren’t better considering who your owner is.” Diana giggled a little bit and reached down pinching Junes nostrils shut tight without so much as a word of warning. “Maybe all the dried up whore needs is a little motivation, a little reminder of your priorities. So until you can get me off.” The Chipette laughed “I don’t think you should be allowed to do less important things, like breathing.” Naturally she felt a bit of resistance as June instinctively pulled away but that didn’t matter too much considering the bondage and leverage working in Dianas favor.
It took only moments before the stoats long strong muscle was dancing and darting around inside of the opening drinking up all of the juices she could and sobbing softly in her struggle to bring her better to an orgasm. She was an object at this point, that much was made perfectly clear. Even with her Mistress there the feeling of danger and dread was quite clear, which was why after a minute without getting so much as a breath June finally started to pull harder, gasping and groaning for air face covered in glistening fluids yet still knowing full well she had not succeeded. Diana soon confirmed this for her with a savage slap to the cheek that left her already air starved brain reeling and sent stars across her vision.
“You really are useless aren’t you?” Diana growled “honestly how hard is it to make me cum? Even when your motivated you can’t do it. Fine then, lets try this one more time.” Reaching to the side of the chair Diana grabbed a leather hood seemingly shaped just for Junes muzzle and waved it in front of her face. “Now then cunt do you want this? Hmm? You want to make up for how bad you are by at least having the decency to cover that ugly face of yours up for me?” as she said this Diana leaned back and then pushed her hips out pushing the tight rose of her own puckered tail hole against Junes nose and grinding down a bit leaving her victim stunned.
After a few moments to recover June gave the closest thing she could to a reluctant nod and sniffled back some of the tears. “Y-yes maam I.. I’m sorry. Please give me something so my ugly muzzle isn’t a nuisance to you anymore, and then please punish me however I need it.” June didn’t really mean those words, not fully, but it didn’t matter once the hood went on. The black leather hood slowly working its way over her face and covering up her eyes so that it was impossible to see what was going on. Before long she was totally blank from the neck up, something Ruth cheered as she continued to painfully grope at the body of the little gimp mouse on her lap. For a few moments the silent stoat felt nothing at all, still just sitting there with her nose pushed against the pucker. Soon though she felt pressure, and then to her shock and horror her nose began to sink deeper into Dianas tail hole like a wide plug, followed by more and more of her muzzle. She struggled to breath but instantly realized that all it was doing was letting her smll Diana’s ass, which was thankfully clean at least in spite of how degrading it was.
Diana just moaned loudly as she started to use her own living sex toy as she had really wanted, feeling most of Junes muzzle streaching her ass so wide. “now listen up bitch I know you can hear me” she groaned “You feel how deep you are? That is how deep you are going to push when you fuck my ass with that ugly face of yours, and this time you will fuck it until I cum, no excuses. Do you understand?” she asked knowing June could not answer. Instead the woman simply started to pull her head back and suddenly pushed it forward again in compliance to her orders. This was insane, she knew full well that any attempt to prolong this fucking would just make her pass out, yet June knew that she had no choice in the matter. Obediently she just fucked herself in and out over and over again as the world started to spin, hearing already a bit off as the sound of Ruths voice came ringing though the room.
“Not a bad idea Diana, A very nice way to motivate a gimp toy. Come on now my little gimp. That looks like fun, lets see if you are as good as auntie June.”
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The meal seemed to pass with little real conversation. June sat next to Ruth picking at a moderately sized fish fillet and keeing her eyes firmly fixed on the table itself. It hadn’t taken long after they all sat down for a thin mist of tension to blanket the group. Even Ruth, who had plowed though most of her thick and overly elaborate burger had not dared to say more than two words to her partner the whole time lest the quiet conflict escalated out here in public.
Diana found it strange to note that only her innocent and naïve little mousie was unable to pick up on the churning pool of discontent that her smaller godparent was all but exuding from her pores. Lord knew Ruth was feeling it, and from the looks of things the stoats foul mood was starting to rub off on the thirty-something couple sitting in the booth behind them. It was starting to get to Diana too, especially since she couldn‘t understand exactly why June was so upset.
Not that Diana could really think of a ‘good‘ scenario behind all of this anger. On the one hand June could easily be upset because of the little shopping spree Ruth had taken her on. Over one hundred dollars for clothes when she wasn‘t even their kid really didn‘t seem right, and June was the one making the big bucks from what Diana understood. Of course it wasn’t like June saw the receipt yet, so that probably wasn’t it. It could have been that June just didn‘t like her that much. That answer would surprise her a lot less to be honest but it still made her mad considering that the Chipette didn‘t like people to resent her behind her back. As far as she was concerned if that was the case than June was just a bitch for not being up front about it, and to hell with her..
The third option that came to mind was oddly the least palletable. It had occurred to Diana that Ruth and June might be having some relational tension lately, tension that went beyond her own admittedly minor influence in their lives. There were literally thousands of things that she did not know about the older couple sitting across from them at this moment. It was that thought that stung the most, Diana didn't like being insignificant, even though she logically should.
“EEP!” Ester jumped suddenly and glanced down at her shoulder before turning her attention to her girlfriend. “Um, Diana, are… you ok?” Ester squirmed around a bit and started to rotate her shoulder feeling the uncomfortable sting of her girlfriends fingers as her grip started to tighten around the stock of her thin arm.
The vicelike grip finally broke and Diana looked over to her poor mousie seeing a few red marks just under that soft brown fur. “Yipe, sorry mousie, I wasn’t really thinking. Are you ok?” in less than a moment she had snapped out of her philosophical daze and was quickly fanwing over the swiftly fading red marks she had left, checking to make sure her girlfriend was ok. It wasn’t until the rather odd little bout with panic that Diana realized everyone had stopped their own meals and were now glairing at her, many seeming rather stunned by the odd behavior. Diana quickly planted herself on the chair once more fighting back an annoying blush. It took a few moments but finally everyone had gone back to their meals and conversations, everyone that was except June.
“Ester, I think its about time I take you home, I don’t think your mom wants you out too much later on a school night.” The stoat woman cast another cold, frustrated glance at Ruth as she stood and pulled her jacket on and gave a small nod to the reluctant mouse girl.
“Oh come on June, the girls barely got to see each other today.” Ruth chimed in, giving a tug on her lovers jacket. “At least let her hang around for dessert, I can drop both of the girls off afterwards. Besides whats the worst that Lil can do? Yell at me?” A roughish grin found its way onto Ruths face as she reached over the scattered plates and napkins littering the table to pat Esters hand.
“Yeah Aunt June, please, can’t I stay for desert? You can head home and I can get a Sunday with Diana.” The mousette gripped the large ursine paw enveloping her own and leaned against her girlfriend just that much harder, trying desperately to sway June with her big sparkling green eyes.
June reached down and deftly plucked Esters paw from under her lovers without giving even a moment for them to protest. “I made a promise to your mother to have you home and I plan to keep that promise. Besides you get to spend every day with Diana at school, its not like losing a few hours will kill you. Now come on, put on your jacket and lets get moving.” June gazed unwaveringly at the two young girls with marked impatience until Diana finally pulled herself from the booth and allowed a reluctant Ester past. Her gaze lingered on Diana for a moment longer and then turned to the small mouse girl, patting her on the shoulder softly. “Come on, I’m sure your mom has something for you to eat at home, and its probably much better than whatever they would serve here… probably cheaper too.”
Diana wrapped her arms around her little love and placed one more kiss on the girls cheek before slipping back hesitantly into the booth. “See you tomorrow mousie mouse. Don’t worry we will have plenty of time to hang out then.” Try as she might to put on a brave face it really killed her to watch Ester’s slumped over form walking slowly past the tacky ornaments and wood paneled walls with such reluctance.
“Its ok Kiddo, you’ll see her tomorrow. How about some dessert to cheer you up huh? You know she’ll probably get something when she gets home anyways, you may as well.” Once again the near perpetual grin found itself onto the large Ursines face as she gave the young girls hair a tiny tussle. “I will admit she does have a bit of a point. I know how young love is but you two spend a lot of time together, its good to spend a few hours apart every now and then. Helps you to develop as a person without depending so much on your ‘other half’.”
“Come on Ruth, this is Bullshit and you know it.” the forlorn Chipette growled. “Why the hell is June so pissed off? What the hell did I do? For that matter why did you just sit there and take it? I mean you are the dominant right? I thought you were supposed to be the one in charge, I mean am I wrong? Are you supposed to switch off every few years or something?” Diana was fully aware of how offensive the words probably sounded coming out, but she was being sincere for once. For the past hour Ruth just sat there and took it as her submissive more or less vented a mass of frustration and passive aggressive hostility onto her. It just didn’t seem right.
“Diana, why don’t you start by looking over the menu and deciding what you want for dessert…” Ruth sipped down the last of her soda and once again went back to the menu motioning for a waitress rather incessantly until she finally heard footsteps approaching behind her.
“Hello, is there anything else I can get for you?” the chipper young woman said, looking over the two of them as they read their menues. “Um… you know if your not ready I can come back… or…”
“No, no just give us a second.“ Ruth said quite calmly, though she continued reading the menu without any sign of making a decision. Even with the waitress standing at their table with her pad out she felt no real rush to make a decision. Several long, akward, wordless minutes passed, the tension building almost to a breaking point before she finally placed the menu down. “I’ll have the chocolate lava ice cream blast, and tell the chef to hold off on the caramel.” Ruth watched the agitated waitress almost tear a hole though the note pad as she scribbled it down. Her only response was to smile and offer the woman both of their menus before Diana even had a chance to speak up. “And she will have the Coffie ice cream thing, whatever that was. It looked interesting. Oh and we would like water refills with that, those desserts sound really rich.”
The look on the poor servers face as she forced an anger-filled smile past the natural grimace which had so consumed her was just too strange to behold. Diana was sure at any moment some vital vein or artery would simply explode its way though her flesh and splatter some cheap knickknack in a violent gout of blood. Thankfully the waitress returned without making any major scene and promptly put the food down, managing the best smile imaginable under the circumstances before walking off again. “Um… what was that exactly?” Diana finally asked once she had gotten up the nerve to break her benefactors eery calm. “Why did you make her wait so long? Its not like there are a lot of things on the menu. Were you stalling so you wouldn’t have to answer my questions?”
“Pecking order.” Ruth replied rather simply. “Let me ask you something Diana. Was I really overstepping my rights by making that woman wait? I am the customer after all. I didn’t know what I wanted, so she had to wait until I made up my mind about it, or at least until I flagged her on to another table while I worked it out.”
“Well technically yeah, but how does that make your point?” Diana replied “It still seemed kinda rude since she is only trying to do her job, regardless of the reason. She’s trying to make a living after all. It doesn’t seem right to make her stand around and wait for you all day.”
Ruth nodded and looked back at the woman who was now relaying the frustratingly simple order to the kitchen. “Of course it is, but its still within my right dear. I could have made that order needlessly complicated as well, and I could just as easily change my mind and order something else, at my own expense. Frankly as long as I’m asking for something directly related to the service she is paid to provide I could ask that waitress to do just about anything and she would have to do it, within reasonable limits of course.” Ruth slipped a few pieces of ice from her glass into her maw and began to crunch them with her hard back molars watching the chaos she had sewn between management and wait staff unfold.
“Yeah… I guess I understand that, but still it seems like kind of a dickish thing to do. I mean lets face it most people don’t make their waitress wait for fifteen minutes without serving anyone else just because they aren’t sure what they want. Even I can know its pretty fucking rude.” A throat clearing from the man behind them told Diana she should shut up, even if all it really did was tempt her to be a little wicked. She brushed it off and turned her attention back to Ruth hoping for whatever inevitable tidbit of wisdom she was apparently to find in all of this.
Ruth gave her protégé a satisfied nod and popped a bit more ice into her mouth chewing on it lazily until she was sure Diana was good and antsy. “You are exactly right. It is rude, and inconsiderate, and an abuse of my role as the customer. Look Kiddo there are really two things you have to remember about our kind of relationship. First one is Pecking order. It may not always look like it, but if I say jump, and I really mean it, then June knows to say how high. That is just how it is. Its not just a sexual thing, I can pull rank for just about anything I see fit, and I know her well enough to know she will go along with it even if she disagrees. When you have a relationship like this you have to know the pecking order and you have to live by it, or else everything just falls apart.”
Diana listened intently to every word, and then waited patiently for more until she was sure it was not going to come. “Well ok I guess, I mean I can kind of understand that, but then why didn’t you just tell her to sit down and let me have a bit more time with Ester. You know she didn‘t have a good reason. Why didn‘t you just tell her to sit down and let me have some more time with my mousie?” She let out another huff and just leaned back into the booth padding trying very hard not to look like a child half-cocked for a temper tantrum.
“I’m pretty sure you already know why that is Diana.” Ruth mused. “it’s the same reason I don’t make the waitress wait around for hours and hours while I decide what I want to eat. The second, and most important thing about a D/s Relationship is that it is still a relationship. Just because I have the right to pull rank doesn’t mean it is right to make her go against her beliefs. June is my partner in a very literal and real sense. She isn’t just some obedient wind up doll that I can order around and keep so that I don’t get lonely. She has her own thoughts and feelings and opinions, and if I can’t understand and respect that then I don’t deserve to even be with her, let alone to have her call me Mistress. I may not always agree with how she feels, but I do know that if I kept her from getting Ester home on time that would violate one of the big things that my darling prides herself on. If nothing else June is a woman of her word, she considers it as binding as any legal contract you will ever see. Of course…” Ruth chuckled “I think you already knew this didn’t you Diana? You’re a smart girl. It seems to me like your just a bit cross about missing out on some quality time with your Mousie.”
Diana did her damnedest not to blush from that comment. As fate would have it the server did decide to find her way back to the table just about then, plopping down the two desserts with a loud thud. Before the woman was gone Diana had managed to get a nice big hunk of Coffee ice cream and cheese cake into her mouth leaving her unable to speak, or be grilled, for several moments.
“Heh, thought as much.” Ruth chuckled. “Besides, I hate to admit this, but June has been having a few little issues accepting your behavior around Ester. I know you don’t mean to really cause any upsets, but you are rather rough around the edges at times, and I think June is afraid that Ester isn’t exactly… grown up enough yet… to handle that.” Of coures there was a lot more to it than that, but Ruth didn’t really feel this was the time or the place to go into such details.
“So… it is me?” Diana asked, trying hard not to smile, though she wasn’t sure for the life of her why she wanted to. “I guess that makes sense… but, well I really just hope she realizes I’m not trying to corrupt my little Mousie or anthing. I just…” Diana turned away from the other woman and took a smaller bite of her food, actually attempting to savor it rather than wolfing it down. “I am curious though. Why did you order me a dessert before I even got a chance to tell you what I wanted?”
Ruth pulled a 20 out of her pocket and left it on top of the card she was using for the meal. “That? Oh well that ones simple silly. Pecking order.”
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The site of two bowed heads slowly lapping in turns over the stiff polished leather of her boots was really starting to grow on the young Dominatrix. Watching as her own brown-furred little slave girl lapped along the surface of the leather in alternating strokes with the older and more experienced stoat woman simply sent a thrill down her spine. With a delicacy she rarely chose to exibit Diana moved a finger beneath Junes muzzle and slowly began to move the womans gaze upwards, their eyes locking tight and fast as if joined by steel rods. “So how does it feel to be controlled by someone other than your Mistress, little one? Judging from the look on your face this isn’t exactly what you were expecting.”
June found herself unable to look away, but she did manage the tiniest of nods. “I… It is different maam, but I am glad I can please you like this. I know it makes my Mistress happy…”
“Tch tch tch…” Diana sighed “Silly silly June, I think we can both be perfectly honest here. This goes quite a ways beyond simply following orders, doesn’t it? Be honest, don’t worry I am sure it won’t upset your Mistress… at least not too much.” Diana watched the poor woman squirm a little bit and fumble around with the words. She leaned down slowly and gave one of Junes ear tips a small kiss, whispering out “Tell me, just between us, is it because of my age?”
The normally stoic and unflappable woman all but melted on the spot. June pulled back from the gaze that held her so helpless and looked at the young dominatrix in shock for several long moments before finally bowing her head, wishing she could hide the deep crimson hugh to her cheeks. “You… are very powerful Miss Diana… You really make me feel so small. Its like you could just put your boot on my…”
Diana shushed the flustered woman with little more than a soft touch to her lips, still grinning wickedly. “You want to be crushed…. You know I could crush you any time I wanted to, and you like that don’t you, girl” She watched June jolt once more simply from being talked down to like this. “Face it dear, Your wrapped around my little finger so tight you couldn’t untie yourself to save your life. All you can think about is how deep in you are, how excited your getting just from your own little imagination of what I could do to you. Or maybe it is because of my age…” she murred softly tracing the fur along Junes cheek. “Maybe I’m right… and the thought that I’m old enough to be your own daughter is a turn on, hmm?” Diana slowly moved her leg up, placing one of those high heels squarely on Junes Shoulder, looking down at her waiting patiently for an answer.
“I don’t know what it is ma’am. I don’t… I’m so sorry, please forgive me, I just…” June bit down on her lip and dared to gaze up just for a few moments at Diana, wanting desperately to shrink away from her yet staying exactly where she was. Soon enough she was rewarded with another pet across her cheek and a small nod of approval.
“its ok pet, I understand. it’s a cute little theory, and its very kinky too, but I think we all know that its something more, something much deeper… don’t we? Your eagerness, your… obsession… goes so far beyond any simple little fixation on my age. Really it all boils down to one… simple… thing…”
Each of the last words was punctuated with a poke against Junes nose, the last one titling her head up once more to gaze upon Dianas moist sex. June Gazed upon it with eager anticipation. She ran her tongue along her lips and then just shivered once more looking up at Diana with a small whimper.
“Heh, you know exactly what I’m talking about don’t you? Still just to be safe, why don’t you go ahead and show my little slave the proper way to worship a superior cunt…” She moaned a bit more and leaned her head back, savoring the eager, passionate affection lavished upon her wet folds. “Mmm I love you too, mom.”
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“Ok kiddo, remember that next week I’ll be picking you girls up from that field trip early to avoid driving an extra half hour to the school when the mall is right there, so I expect all of you to be ready, and no ratty clothes. If your clothes have holes I’ll be dragging you back to Pennys right away and getting you some more, got it?” Even with the playful smile on her face it was obvious that there was a real threat behind Ruth’s statement. As if to emphasize this further the woman lifted up the bag of clothing from the back east and placed it on Dianas lap just to make sure she would not ‘forget’ it. Naturally this brought a scowl from Diana, but at this point Ruth knew it was all just hot air.
Grumble as she might Diana knew that she was stuck with the clothes and any other kind deeds Ruth chose to heap on her. “Well, ok then, I guess.” she mumbled pulling out of the car and hefting the bag on her back. “See you tomorrow Ruth, and thanks.” She turned to her house quickly so that Ruth wouldn’t see the small smile on her face. The day hadn’t worked out exactly as planned, but she had to admit, something about it made her feel wonderful.
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Diana screamed out once more and lulled her head back, the crushing force of two massive paws against her chest rolling and twisting the flesh around over and over again. Slowly one of the paws made its way down plunging two fingers between her warm wet folds and hooking in hard, showing no mercy.
“You did a very good job today Diana.” Ruth said as she continued to move her fingers in and out savagely murring at the mix of pleasure and discomfort her protégé displayed. “I think you handled yourself very well with Ester, and June as well. Still you do have a few things to learn, but I think you earned a reward for today.” With that Ruths paw became a brown furred flurry of activity, drawing out louder and louder moans with each hard thrust. Finally it seemed that Diana could take it no more and her body writhed in the throws of orgasm melting back a bit into Ruths massive furry frame. “I am pleased with your progress, You will make a fine Mistress for my god daughter. Now I will expect you back next week, do you understand?” She growled putting two glistening fingers to Dianas lips.
If they had been anyone else she would have refused, but from Ruth Diana gave the fingers a lick and just pushed back cleaning off the fingers of her own arousal. She was sore and tired, but even after the ‘reward’ from Ruth Diana did not feel weak or owned. She felt empowered, felt as if she had taken another step forward, walking right in line behind the path her mentor had trod, leading her towards something primal, something she needed. Standing up slowly and adjusting her clothing while trying to hide the fact that she was indeed blushing a bit the Chipette gave Ruth a big smile and nodded confidently. “Thank you again for all you have done for me. I promise you won’t regret it. I am going to make you proud of me Ruth, no matter what it takes.”
