Date: Sat, 13 Mar 2010 17:58:20 -0800 (PST)
From: Adon Libere <adonlibere@yahoo.com>
Subject: Slave Girls of Alpha Beta Delta, Chapter 21

Slave Girls of Alpha Beta Delta
Chapter 21

By Adon Libere

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Returning from class on Monday, Kristin was on her way to her
room when she was told that Miss White wanted to see her. As she
made her way down the hallway, her mind began to spin out a
fantasy of what she would find when she got there. She would open
the door and see Jenny face-down on the desk, being fucked from
behind by Miss White. Jenny would look up her with a surprised,
ecstatic expression, her naked breasts pressed against the surface of
the desk. Lifting her skirt and pulling off her panties, Kristin would
wade into the action, pushing her pussy into Jenny's face. When
they had both come that way, Kristin would lay on her back on the
desk, and Miss White would pound into her as Jenny straddled her
head.


By the time she got to Miss White's door, Kristin was soaking wet.
But when she knocked and was told to enter, instead of a naked girl,
Miss White's desk contained huge piles of papers. Miss White
looked up from her work and told Kristin to have a seat.


"What's up?" asked the blonde senior.


"Janet Lee's birthday is on Saturday," Miss White said. "She asked
me to send up a couple of girls. I thought you and Jenny might want
to go."


Kristin nodded. The name Janet Lee was well-known around ABD.
She was an alumnae who had married a wealthy older man.
According to what Miss White had told Kristin, they never had sex;
instead, Janet indulged her passion for other women while her
husband watched. When the old man passed away, Janet Lee
became an extremely rich woman. She was now ABD's most
generous benefactor, and sometimes invited Sisters to attend
weekend-long parties at her house in the Hamptons. Kristin had
attended one such party two years earlier, and it had made quite an
impression.


"I'd love to," said Kristin. "I'll check with Jenny and let you
know." Technically, she could have just ordered Jenny to attend; but
she wanted the younger girl to be comfortable with the idea.


"Fine," answered Miss White. "You guys can take my car, I'm
going to be stuck her all weekend catching up on this stuff." She
gestured toward the clutter on her desk.


When she got back to her room, Kristin was pleased to find Jenny
waiting for her, obediently nude and kneeling. Between her little
fantasy and the prospect of a visit to Janet Lee's, Kristin was quite
aroused, and she had Jenny go down on her for a good long time
before leading her into the shower. It was in the shower that she
explained who Janet Lee was and what she was into. "Partly, we go
to these things because Janet is very generous to us, and we like to
keep her happy," Kristin told Jenny. "But also because it's exciting.
It's up to you whether you want to go. I don't want you to feel like
you're being used."


"Sure, I'll go," said Jenny.

"Awesome," said Kristin, and as a reward she pushed Jenny up
against the wall of the shower and sucked her tits while fingering her
to orgasm.

* * *


On Friday morning Kristin and Jenny piled into Alexis White's
black BMW convertible for the journey to Janet Lee's. It was a crisp,
sunny autumn day and after awhile they were able to put the top
down and cruise along listening to the mix CD Kristin had made for
the occasion. Kristin dared Jenny to flash her breasts at the next
truck driver they passed; Jenny, shy as always, demurred, but Kristin
kept upping the ante, teasing her more and more. Finally Jenny
relented and pulled her top up as they passed a semi with a giant
beer bottle on the side; she was braless under her T-shirt. The truck
driver gave a long blast on his horn and sped up to catch them;
Kristin just a leaned a little on the BMW's gas pedal and moved
easily away.


When they finally arrived at their destination that afternoon, they
were buzzed in at the gate and proceeded up a long, winding
driveway to a sprawling vacation home. It took them a minute to
figure out which was the front door, but once they did they rang the
bell and were admitted by a dark-haired woman in her late twenties
or early thirties. She was outfitted in a black dress that gave the
vague suggestion of a maid's uniform, but was very chic and form-
fitting, showing off her generous curves to bold effect.


The woman ushered them in. "You must be Kristin and Jenny. Ms.
Lee is awaiting you in the drawing room. Follow me please." She
turned and started up the stairs behind her. Kristin and Jenny
followed a few steps behind, hypnotized by the swaying of her ample
rear end.


They passed through several luxuriously appointed rooms before
arriving at a spacious, dimly lit parlor with a tall ceiling. A figure
emerged from the shadows and approached them; it was a small
woman with a clear Asian cast to her features, but also exotic and
unusual coloring. She greeted Kristin with kisses on both cheeks,
and Kristin introduced Jenny: "Jenny, this is Janet Lee."


Janet took Jenny's hand and looked her up and down, lingering
unapologetically on Jenny's breasts. "It's a great pleasure to meet
you," she said, and Jenny returned the sentiment, blushing slightly at
being so overtly ogled.


Another face appeared behind Janet, seemingly materializing out of
the darkness. Jenny thought immediately that it was one of the most
beautiful faces she'd ever seen, with high cheekbones, delicate
features, and a certain overall elegance. The face belonged to an
ethereal woman in her early twenties with light brown hair and
sparkling hazel eyes.

"Jenny, this is my niece, Sophie," said Janet Lee.

"A pleasure to meet you," said Sophie in a mellifluous voice with a
distinct and very appealing English accent. She and Jenny shook
hands, and Sophie and Kristin also exchanged greetings. "You must
be tired after that drive," Janet continued. "Sit down and we'll have
something to drink. Some tea, maybe?"

"Sure," said Kristin, and Jenny nodded in agreement.

Janet turned to address the woman who had let them into the house.
"Elena, would you bring us tea?"

"Yes, ma'am," she replied, and quickly exited.

For 45 minutes or so the four of them sat on couches in the parlor,
sipping their tea and chitchatting. At that point Janet said, Well,
perhaps you'd like to have a chance to freshen up, or even take a
nap, before dinner? Sophie will show you to your room."

Kristin smiled to herself. This was classic Janet Lee: not so much
asking you a question as telling you what you were going to do next,
though in a very nice way. She and Jenny followed Sophie through a
series of winding hallways to their room, which was in a remote,
quiet corner of the house. Sophie flipped on a light to reveal a simply
but elegantly appointed guest room with their luggage already in one
corner. "Make yourselves at home," said Sophie. "We'll call you in
time for the cocktail hour."

After she left Kristin and Jenny unpacked, showered, and crowded
together on one of the two single beds for a rest. As they drifted off
they talked a bit about their hostess. "Is that really her niece?" asked
Jenny.

"No, that's just what Janet calls her. They travel together a lot and
that's how she explains their relationship to people. Plus I think it
turns her on. Makes it seem more forbidden."

"So they're a couple?"

"Well, I don't know about that. Let's just say they're lovers."

"Sophie's very beautiful," opined Jenny.

"Yeah, she is," answered Kristin, fighting back a surge of jealousy.
"But she likes to make trouble."

"What do you mean?"

"You'll see."

* * *

At 6:00 Elena knocked on the door to summon them for cocktails.
They dressed and found Janet and Sophie reclining under an
umbrella on the patio. Elena brought them martinis and the four
women sipped their drinks and basked in the glowing light of dusk.

After half a drink Jenny was already tipsy, giggling loudly at Janet
Lee's many anecdotes of world travel. Kristin watched bemusedly.
She was quite familiar with Janet's powerful magnetism, and
although part of her felt possessive toward Jenny, the beauty of the
setting and the gin had her feeling very open-minded. She tipped
back the rest of her martini and enjoyed watching the two of them
interact. Like Jenny, Janet was half-Asian, with a Korean father and
an Irish mother; they made quite a striking pair. Picturing the two of
them naked together, Kristin began to feel hot and bothered, but just
then they were called inside for dinner.

They adjourned to the sumptuous dining room, where they were
served Steak Tagliata, seared tuna, new potatoes, and surprisingly
delicious brussels sprouts. Dessert was a chocolate torte that made
the room very quiet.

After dinner they retired to the sitting room, where Elena brought
them a sweet apertif. Janet and Sophie sat on one couch while
Kristin and Jenny sat across from them. They were enjoying their
drinks, talking admiringly about the meal they'd just enjoyed, when
suddenly a look came into Janet's eyes that Kristin recognized. Janet
was very disciplined in her pleasure; she liked to take it slowly, wait
for it, anticipate it. But now it was time.