The Bet "JENLISA"

18. The Silence Of The Kim

third person pov.

Lisa and Jennie walked into the house and Lisa did not undress as expected. Jennie gave her a look of scrutiny. "Problem?" She asked.

Lisa shrugged. "I'm Daddy tonight."

"I am not calling you Daddy, Lisa." Jennie said defiantly. She put down Lisa's travel bag and took off her heels.

"You will if I tell you to. You lost. Remember?" Lisa asked rhetorically. "Now go put something sexy on for me and.....leave the heels off this time."

Jennie had to literally bite her tongue to stop herself from saying a sarcastic remark. This night was going to kill her. She didn't say another word. She just went upstairs and freshened up before getting into some lingerie. Despite her ill feelings towards this bet she still wanted to look good for Lisa. A bet was a bet. She didn't have to like it but she had to make good on it. She decided to be a good sport and wear something yellow for Lisa's pleasure. After all, it was only for tonight. She may as well ensure that Lisa enjoyed herself. It wouldn't happen again, bets be damned. Jennie slipped on a yellow silk robe that was just as short as the last one and went to look for Lisa. She started in the play room but she wasn't there.

She went back downstairs, but she was nowhere to be found. Her oversized weekend bag was also missing. "Lis?" She called out but was met with silence. Perplexed, Jennie went back upstairs. Instead of going towards her room and the play room, she went to other way towards the guest room.

As she suspected, Lisa was inside. She had changed her clothes too. Jennie bit her lip at the sight. She was dressed in all leather. Jennie hoped it was faux but damn she looked good. She had on thigh high boots, an itty bitty skirt, and a corset that left little to the imagination. Her long blonde hair was slicked back into a high and tight ponytail. She was intimidating dressed this way, Jennie thought.

"You know," Lisa said securing the last buckle of her boot, "If you're going to stare, at least give me a compliment." She looked up and smirked at Jennie who was gaping. Lisa liked Jennie 's soft and pretty approach to the Dominant role. Lisa thought it was sexy as fuck, but that wasn't her style. She liked leather and metal. She carried a whip and she used it well. She liked the sight alone of her to induce a little fear in the heart of her subs.

"Why do you have this stuff? Were you planning on ruining my night?" Jennie asked jokingly.

Lisa laughed. "Yes." She sat up and scooted over on the bed. "Come here."

It wasn't like Jennie to feel shy but she did. "Where do..." she took a deep breath, "where do you want me?" She asked. She wasn't sure if she should kneel or what. It was making her anxious. She understood now why Lisa felt so jittery their first night.

"Just sit beside me, Jen." Lisa said gently.

Jennie 's eyes ran across Lisa body. She always liked the light, almost invisible freckles that speckled her shoulders and back. "Yes?" She asked.

"What's your safe word? "Jennie looked down and shrugged. She never really felt like she needed one. She was always in full control of her scenes and play sessions. The different subs she played with had safe words, of course, but she didn't have one to call her own. "I don't really have one."

"Really?" Lisa asked. "Okay well, do you have one in mind?"

"I guess I can just use your system. Seems foolproof." Jennie said. One was green. Two was yellow. Three was red. That's how she remembered it. It was a good idea. Practical to say the least. "Okay. Good. Hard limits?" Lisa was trying to be serious and focus on what Jennie was saying but her eyes kept drifting towards her body. Lisa was sure she wore yellow on purpose and that turned her on. She liked when her subs thought of her even when she wasn't around.