Just as planned

The three tone ring of Jenny's Skype call cut as the crystal-clear image of her BFF, Dawn, came on screen. Dressed in hanging crystal teardrop earrings, her lustrous blonde hair in loose, tumbling curls and her face made up as though she was going to prom, she was exactly what Jenny needed that night. As she backed away from the camera's eye, she let her girlfriend drink in every inch of that smooth, sun-kissed flesh. The diaphanous aqua babydoll was made of see-through material, from the fly-away panels just below the satin bow decorated bust, to the stretch lace covering those perky B cups. Satin straps from the front went up around to tie behind her neck, leaving her shoulders and throat bare. Matching tanga panties completed the outfit Dawn happily wore for the camera.

Behind her on the bed, a hitachi lay on the pink satin sheets, an exact match of the one laying on Jenny's. For her part, Jenny's attire was less revealing, all part of her psychological design for Dawn. The top of her babydoll was bra-like, purple satin with black dot mesh trim, padded underwired cups, scalloped lace trim, and a double layered black mesh skirt that JUST managed to cover the swell of her juicy asscheeks. Her titflesh swelled from the top, trembling and quivering as she settled the laptop in place on her nightstand.

"Good evening, Princess," Dawn said, addressing Jenny with nervous deference as she curtseyed with the flaps of her babydoll.

"Good evening, pet," Jenny responded, a smug smile creeping across her face. "Repeat the oath you made today in the dressing room of Bebe. I want to make sure you remembered it."

"Yes, Princess!" Dawn said. "I, Dawn Maddox, pledge myself to Jenny Van Gordon as her pet. I will serve her, pamper her and satisfy her, however instructed."

"VERY good!" Jenny said, proud of her best friend turned submissive. Her arousal at having a girl willingly promise herself as sexual chattel did something for Jenny, but she wasn't sure what, yet. Regardless of the origin of the joy, one hand slipped between her legs, stirring unseen in her juicy slit. "Now, what's the motto?"

"Ummm...to make Princess happy, Dawn must obey. An obedient dawn makes a happy Princess. A happy Princess is a benevolent Princess." Dawn nervousness ebbed, her memory solid. Princess Jenny's beaming smile was infectious, the blonde sub couldn't help but feel pride in herself for making her new Domme proud.

"Such a good little pet!" Jenny exclaimed, her legs spreading to show off her brazen lack of underwear, receiving a horny coo from the other side of the Skype call. The domme's fingers went to work, spreading Jenny's oversized outer lips wide. Slime trails of clear girl-goo spread between her soaked fingers, evidence of a hyperactive sexual hunger. "Now pull those panties down for Princess, pet. I want to see you cum for me!" she hissed, as two fingers began to work in small circles across her clit, the other hand reaching for the hitachi.

Dawn did as she was told, turning around and bending over as she pulled the panties, somewhere between a thong and a bikini cut, down around her ankles. The last sight most would expect to see as they hit the floor would be the base of a pink plug popped inside of the blonde's bubble butt, all a part of Jenny's desire to turn Dawn into her versatile sex kitten. The blonde straightened herself up and stepped up onto the bed, letting the panels spread open as she grabbed the toy and mauled her right tit at the same time, tweaking the small, sensitive nipple. With a flick of a finger, the device hummed to life, Jenny watching raptly as her girlfriend subby brought the head down to her clit. The reaction was instantaneous. Dawn nearly doubled over in pleasure, the sensation far better than any vibrator she'd paid an upper classman to buy her before. The plug began to slid out, so the babydoll-clad cam-sub was **** to hold it in with one hand while the other buzzed herself .

The expression on Dawn's face was more than Jenny expected. The self-appointed Princess watched, fascinated, as Dawn's thighs began to tremble. Turning her own hitachi on to a low setting, the brunette domme brought her own toy into position and felt a waves of pleasure wash over her. A whole new world of satisfaction opened up before her. As the sensations rolled in heavier and heavier, Jenny's manicured finger turning the intensity up, she could feel them building against the dam. With a body wracking seizure of pleasure and deep, needy moan. The tremble that ran through her was mirrored by Dawn three miles away, as the two teens came hard and strong together in unison, riding their new toys to a mind-bending orgasm.