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Today had been an interesting one. Or rather, it had differed from the usual. She had woken up in bed with Kenzi. Ellie was no longer working because she had started to dilate. Hannah had been bratty. Seeing Sam after the incident from the day before. It had all been... interesting.

The incident the day before still burned into her mind. She felt guilty that she had done such a thing. It was one thing for it to happen on a double date night, but the fact that she had masturbated in front of Sam - not once, but twice - was definitely weighing on her. Having Kenzi punish her the night before had helped, but not nearly enough.

Kenzi. The woman’s name crossing her mind drew up images - memories - that had flashed through her mind all day. Kenzi using Hannah for her own pleasure, clicking her teeth whenever Naomi tried to look away. Kenzi bringing her girl close to sub space, showing Naomi that she wasn’t the only one who could Dominate her girl in such a way.

Then the images shifted. Gone was Kenzi’s face, replaced instead with the woman’s thighs as they rested against the side of Naomi’s head. She could remember the way the woman tasted, and how hesitant she’d been at first to please Kenzi. Pleasing her meant submitting, meant allowing Kenzi to have control over her. She had never wanted Kenzi to have control over her. There she was, though, on her knees with her face against the other Domme’s center, pleasing her like a common whore.

That was how she had felt when she woke up that morning. Like a whore. She had submitted sexually to the one person she had never planned to submit to. Not only had she serviced her with her mouth, she’d allowed Kenzi to pick through her toy collection for a suitable strap-on. The Domme had used her, had proven to Naomi that she was superior.

Naomi shuddered, tugging her shirt on. She had never been a confident Domme. Though Kenzi had tried to prove last night that they were still equals - kneeling with Naomi at the end of the punishment - Naomi knew that they weren’t. They may be in the eyes of the government, but between the two of them Kenzi would always be superior now. Naomi had asked for this, though, for Kenzi to put her in her place.

As her panties were pulled up her legs and settled into place, the blonde couldn’t help but notice that these memories had a physical effect on her. As much as she had told herself that she hated being submissive to the woman, her body had enjoyed the pleasure. Perhaps this was why Hannah enjoyed submitting to the Domme. She was more confident than Naomi was, more in control. Kenzi knew what she wanted, and she took it. Naomi wished she had that confidence.

She finished dressing before heading out to the living room. She noticed Cami had changed as well, into a knee-length skirt and a form fitting tanktop - sans bra. She was obviously ready for her date night with Darren.

Darren. That was another Dominant she had issue sharing with. The night he had pinched Hannah’s nipple had been the last time he was allowed that close to her. The thought of him giving her girl pleasure made her uneasy - the same way it did with Kenzi. If Hannah wanted it, though...

What did Hannah want? Did she want to fuck Clark this weekend or was it simply because he was there and willing? Did she want to fuck Darren or just to tease the man? She had told Kenzi what she wanted. To be made to eat Kenzi out while a guy fucked her. Maybe Naomi could make that happen, but with Hannah pleasing Naomi instead of Kenzi and the guy being Darren. She would need to work on her jealousy, though.

Jealousy. A flash of Hannah pleasing Kenzi. The feeling... less jealousy, more... a desire to make her girl moan while she pleased the Domme. Perhaps submitting to Kenzi had it’s benefits after all.