
Carol was down on her knees licking her mistresses black boots. Every time she was commanded, Carol would polish the boots with her tongue until every inch shined with her saliva. It was her duty every morning before she was able to eat breakfast. She would obediently carry out this daily ritual the same as any other command from the dominating Miss Tracy. She loved her and always sought the approval of the tall blond woman that maintained strict control over her.
After a light meal, usually fruit and toast with lots of coffee it was shower time. Carol liked there morning showers together. Standing under the hot water and rubbing soap over each others body was one of her favorite times of day. And it would always end up with them making love in the shower or right afterwards. While she waited under hot spray of shower head for her mistress she though about the past couple of months and how she became a submissive lesbian.
“That’s it, you have had 6 customer complaints this week. Two from this morning alone. Your fired.” the fat balding man hollered at Carol.
“But it wasn’t my fault this time I . . .”, Carol tried to explain.
“I don’t want to hear any of your excuses. Come back on
Friday and pick up your check, and turn in your uniform.” The boss was starting to get red in the face and he was fed up with Carol continuously screwing up.
Carol left the restaurant with her head down. By the time she had walked the block and a half to the bus stop she had tears running down both her cheeks. How could she screw up and lose another job. It had been her third one that month. She wasn’t stupid, she could do the job. Carol would just sometime get overwhelmed when it got busy. She needed this job so she could move out of her brothers house were she had been staying since her divorce was final six months ago.
“Are you alright honey?”
Carol was startled by the voice, looking up she saw the woman that spoke to her. “Huh, yes I’m ok,” she said wiping the tears from her face.
“What could possibly be so bad to make you cry at a bus stop,” the woman asked sitting on the bus bench next to Carol.
“I got fired from my job today.” Carol explained.
“That’s no reason for tears dear, I am sure there are plenty of opportunities for a pretty girl like you.” The words were soothing and meant to comfort Carol, but they seamed to upset her, make her start crying again. So the woman put her arm around Carols shoulder and held her.

Carol had never seen this woman before today, but it was very comforting the way she held her. After she stopped crying enough to speak, she looked up at the woman with red teary eyes. “I’m sorry, I don’t want to bother you with my problems.”
“Nonsense it’s no bother at all. I saw you crying here and I just wanted to help,” she said. The woman kept holding Carol until she stopped crying. “My Name is Tracy, what’s your name sweetie.
“I’m Carol Rodgers,” she managed to say trying to quit crying in front of the unknown woman.
“Well then dear, there is now reason to cry on such a beautiful day,” Tracy said. “Come have some lunch with me and maybe we can figure out how to make things better for you.” Now that Carol had stopped crying Tracy could see just how pretty a girl she was. She loved the large clear blue eyes and the soft full pink lips. This was what Carol had been looking for.
“No miss, I’ve troubled you enough. I should go” But Carol didn’t get up to go. Instead she looked up into Carol’s face. Shocked to recognize one of her old school friends mother. “Oh my Gosh, you are Lisa Tate’s mother aren’t you.”
“Why yes I am, did you know Lisa?
“Yes. We were good friends in Jr. High. We went to separate high schools though and we lost touch.”
“Lisa went to live with her father in New York and has been there ever since.” Tracy took a peek at the smooth, soft cleavage that showed at the top of Carol’s uniform. She just had to get this girl to come home with her.
The two women sat in silence looking at each other for a moment. Carol could remember what a beautiful woman Mrs. Tate was back when she would visit Lisa when she was only a teenager. Mrs. Tate was always exercising, jogging and swimming. She remembered also how sexy she looked in the tight clothes she wore when she worked out. They always seemed to mold to her perfectly matured curvy figure.
She just had to go for it Tracy decided. So before anything else was said she leaned in and kissed Carol full on the mouth. She pressed her lips firmly against the pink full lips of the younger woman.
Carol had never been kissed by another woman before. At first she froze with the shock and surprise. She didn’t know what she should do. Then she started to feel hot with the exciting kiss warming her body a few degrees. It was the strangest thing that had ever happened to her. Being kissed by a woman in broad daylight, at a bus stop. She didn’t want to stop though she knew that.
It was Tracy that ended the kiss. Not to soon though. They kissed passionately long enough to get her basic point across. She wanted Carol and she wanted Carol to know it. “Come with me to my house and we we’ll get a bite to eat and talk some more.”
Dominating Carol pt.2

















































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