Katia

I get out of the shower and dry off. You will not believe how hard it is to get wax out of hair and it was only a little bit! I'm all clean now though. That was an experience. We've never done wax play before. It's hot, literally and figuratively. I can't believe I peed on myself in front of Mistress. I felt so ashamed and humiliated but also invigorated and extremely turned on. I peed on myself and I'm okay with that. I'm not sure who I'm becoming. I walk out of the bathroom into my room and almost jump out of my skin.

"Fu- oooh my god." I grab my chest. "Mistress why are you just sitting here in the dark?" I turn the light on.

"I was waiting for you and way to catch yourself." She chuckles. "You're learning."

"Yeah I think I've had my share of punishment for the night."

She tilts her head studying my face. "I know you said you were okay but I just wanted to make sure. Aftercare felt a little short today. I didn't want you to feel rushed or anything."

I smile and drop the towel I was holding around me. I straddle her lap.

"I'm fine, Mistress." I whisper in her ear.

She chuckles. "If you don't want to be late I suggest you get up."

I look up at the clock on the wall. "Well I do have a little time." I giggle.

"A little is not enough. I'll wait." Mistress says grabbing my ass. She kisses my neck down to my breast.

"Now who's teasing?" I ask.

She laughs softly. "I'm not teasing you. This," she slides her hands between my legs and grazes my opening, "would be teasing you."

I bite the inside of my lip.

"See the difference?" She asks.

I burry my face in her neck. "Yes ma'am." I bite her shoulder softly. It's so hard to keep my hands off of her.

"I love you." I say.

"I love you." She rubs my back.

I sit up. "I want you to be my girlfriend."

She looks at me skeptically. "Aren't I?" She asks.

"No."

"Why not? What would change?" She inquires.

"Well you never asked. That's why and you'd be my girlfriend, we'd be official."

She stares at me like I'm speaking gibberish.

"Okay so you don't want to be my girlfriend. Got it." I start to get up feeling a little embarrassed, and not the good kind.

Mistress pulls me back down on her lap. "I didn't say that. I guess I'm just a little confused about the significance of the title. We do everything couples do."

"It's just important to me." I say pouting.

"Okay so it's important to me. Will you be my girlfriend?" She asks.

I smirk. "Well I don't know. I'll have to think about it."

"Oh you'll have to think about it?" She chuckles a bit.

"Mm hm."

"Who is my competition? You're new friend?" She asks.

"Tori."

"Is Tori the one Samantha was trying to hook you up with?"

"Yes."

Mama furrows her brow.

"She asked me out but I told her we could only be friends."

"And she's okay with that?" She asks.

"She'll have to be. I belong to you. I don't want anyone else." I reassure her.

"Hmm. I guess I can't stop people from wanting you. I don't blame them. You're beautiful." She kisses me. "And funny." She kisses me again. "And smart." Another kiss. "And a brilliant dancer." She kisses me again and I blush from the compliments.

I giggle. "Thank you Mama."

"You're welcome. Okay." She taps my butt playfully. "Let's get up and get you ready to go."

I squeal. "Okay!"

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Christine's POV

Olivia and I are seated next to each other watching Blue Bird. Olivia seems like a really nice person. I'm glad Katia has someone like her in her life. I'll admit at first I was a little uncomfortable with their closeness. Perhaps the jealousy stemmed from feeling like an outsider. I just wanted to be close to Katia and Olivia already was. Though, she's been nothing but accommodating. That night after Katia wasn't answering my calls, Olivia didn't have to let me into their apartment but she did. She genuinely just wants Katia to be happy. If only everyone got along that well with their exes. Katia is doing so well. Every motion is perfect. I'm so proud of her. What's this? She didn't tell me she had a solo. Olivia glances at me. Apparently she didn't know either. It's beautiful and Katia is beaming with pride. The next scene requires very little as far as costumes are concerned. It's a little revealing but it's tasteful. Olivia puts her hand over my eyes. I laugh and push her hand out of the way. The girl from the hospital is also very talented. I can't remember her name but her and Katia work well together. Olivia and I watch the rest of the show in amazement. Katia did beautifully and I'm glad I got to witness her first major production. Olivia and I meet her after the show is over. We praise her for doing such a great job. She turns red from all the attention. Michael sashays over to us and gives me a hug.

"Oh Christine. As beautiful as ever." We cheek kiss.

"Thank you. That was an excellent show, Michael."

"Thank you. Thank you. Katia, good job tonight, girl. See you tomorrow same time." He says.

"Yes, sir." Katia says.

Michael waves and excuses himself to the next group of people he knows.

"Are you coming home tonight?" Olivia asks.

"No. I'm going to my girlfriend's house." Katia says.

Olivia raises an eyebrow. "Hmm. Girlfriend?" She looks at me. "You know what Katia's dad did to me when he found out we were dating?"

"No. What?" I ask.

"He took me to the gun range and shot every target perfectly. He turned to me and said 'I always thought Kat would date a guy. Doesn't matter, the plan remains the same. If you hurt her, I'll use you as one of these targets.'" Olivia mocks Mr. Galanos' voice. "Then we packed up and went home. So if you hurt her I'm telling Mr Galanos."

"Olivia!" Katia whines.

I laugh. "She's in good hands, Olivia. I swear."

Katia turns to me and whispers, "Reeeaaally good hands."

I can't wait to get her home.

A few of Katia's castmates come up to speak to her and they introduce themselves to me as fans. One even asks for an autograph. No matter how many times that happens I'll never get used to it. Olivia and Katia talk a little more before they say their goodbyes. Katia and I leave together.

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Katia's POV

The flames of the candles are the only light in the room. They create larger than life shadows of us against the wall. The ambiance is intoxicating. A sharp inhale catches in my throat as she slides into me. Inch by inch. "Baby." I moan. As my butt reaches her lap, the whole thing is inside of me now.

"Ride me." She says softly.

We're breast to breast. Eye to eye. Her dick feels so big against my walls. It feels good. I slowly grind my hips against hers.

"Good girl, baby." She moans. She can feel it too. She's wearing one that goes inside of her as well.

"You're so deep inside of me." I whisper against her ear. I lean my head back and continue to ride her. Wet and warm, her mouth welcomes my nipple. Sucking, flicking, teasing. Her back becomes my scratching post. My heart beat thumps against my chest.

"Katia." She moans.

I buck my hips faster. Needier. Hungrier. I can feel my juices soaking my thighs and hers. Her hands grip my ass, helping me ride her the way she likes. Gently guiding me, teaching me how to please her.

"Like this baby?" I ask moving my body the way she showed me.

"Yes." She moans before she kisses me softly and slowly. It's filled with passion and yearning. I never want it to stop. I gently press pass her lips, teasing her tongue with my own. Moaning into her mouth. I am a ticking bomb waiting for her permission to blow.

"I love you." I moan.

"Tell me again." She says. Our bodies rocking against each other in unison. In rhythm with one another. Our heartbeat in synch. It feels as though we're one.

"I love you Christine. I love you so much." I bite her shoulder and claw at her back. A whimper escapes my lips.

"It's okay baby. Let go." She moans.

I climax and she comes with me. We moan in harmony. Our arms intertwined. Each holding the other tightly like we may fly away in this whirlwind of bliss. We may. I can't catch my breath and my ears are ringing. The only thing keeping me anchored in this realm is her breath on my neck.

She moves my hair and whispers directly into my ear, "I love you more."