I am Assuming Control…

also am unwilling to let Ms. Elsa Jonssen even entertain the idea that she can command me, as it would end badly for her. “Then imagine you are kissing me, but kiss Inga.” I kept my eyes hard as diamonds & waited. Her eyes never moved as we entered a silent war for dominance.

Two wolves establishing who was leader of the pack.

Off to the side, Ms. Inga Jonssen reacted irrationally & started blabbering. “What!?! No, that is crazy. I love how your cock makes me feel but doing that with Elsa is just gross… right Elsa??? Elsa…?… right!?!” Inga was beginning to see that she was being ignored by Elsa, as she was busy.

Mrs. Barbara Jonssen let a soft warm smile begin at the corners of her mouth as she saw her daughter encounter the one male that wasn’t head over heels in lust with Elsa because of her drop-dead beautiful face & body. Inga had the same body & face, but her attitude was the exact opposite, so it was easy to tell them apart. It was like fire & ice or oil & water. The two substances easily separated themselves.

I could see the frustration start to get to Elsa in the corner of her eyes. She had already given me what I wanted, & that made my bargaining position much stronger, & she knew it. She asked me to change for willing access to her, but she was beginning to see that until she gave me a reason to care more, I wouldn’t.

Compounding Elsa’s situation was that she virtually had nothing to trade for further concessions. Maybe in a couple months she might generate enough good will but right now. I already agreed to step way out of my comfort zone. If this was before we fucked, she could wait until the cows come home… that being infinite.

“You bastard, you promised…” Elsa said, starting to cry. I then realized she did still have tools to compel the answer she wanted. With barely masked concern, I decided to do something I never had to use before… logic & reason. “You knew you would be one of multiple women in this house that I kept satisfied. Do you think that balancing act works with only me doing satisfying all…?…”

The tears didn’t completely dry up, but Elsa showed she was clearly listening… It was enough to keep me from just leaving right then & there. “You are right, a spiderweb is stronger & stable.” Her voice was full of resignation. Slowly she composed herself & tenderly kissed me. This kiss was more filled with her soul.

Yet I did see Elsa put more of a game face on, sit up & scoot very close with Inga, while cross-legged. She was very apprehensive about being so close to Elsa. Yet, it appeared to be a new emotion for Inga, one she didn’t fully trust or understand as she let herself be approached. I could see that in her because I had discovered a couple within myself recently. I knew how I responded to them, & so it was easy to project that as a possibility.

“Elsa… this is a joke right…?… You got a promise from him so we’re good, right? Good job on the promise by the way, I was so fucked senseless that I never realized what happens today.”

Elsa tenderly held in the palm of her hand the cheek of Inga. Without a word she darted in but tentatively kissed her sister. It was exactly the sort of sapphic love the got me ready to go for another round. Before I would rarely encounter it in women who were already open to it. However, this was strangely different… better even, to know that I was the motivating **** behind creating it between twins.

I began to see how Elsa was gently introducing the concept of a bisexual lifestyle to Inga’s mind. She was an Individualist, so she soon lost herself in the pleasure of kissing another woman. She quickly switched the tables on her sister & began being the aggressor in the kiss as it lasted several minutes.

Barbara looked at me and smiled warmly & ruefully. “I didn’t think you could do it. Chad & I had tried to get the two to stop fighting for years.” The twins could no longer hear anyone except for each other.