1. The Best Friends (F/F)


    Date: 4/21/2024, Categories: Femdom, Author: ThrillMaker, Source: LushStories 

    ... watery as I acknowledged defeat to my own hidden desires. They’d gotten the best of me, and I was doing something I’d dreamt of but never dared to do - kneeling at another woman’s feet. And that woman was NEVER meant to be my BFF.

But I couldn’t stop, softly asking, “Would you like me to tie them for you?”

Kayla let out a huge giggle, chuckling, “I don’t know what’s gotten into you, girl, but sure, you can tie my laces.”

I fumbled, my hands shaking as I tied her shoelaces, and Kayla simply watched on, totally curious, flabbergasted at her best friend’s behaviour.

“Where can I get one of those?” came a voice.

I turned. We had an audience - a good eight or nine men and women watching this gorgeous woman kneeling in her bikini, tying another bikini-clad woman’s shoes.

The voice came from a bitchy looking redhead who was no older than twenty. Kayla smiled and gave a shrug.

“She’s just being nice,” she said.

But I could tell Kayla knew I wasn’t just being nice. Something had come over me, and she wanted to find out what it was.

She slowly stood, about to bend to pick up her bag, but she stopped herself, looking at me, a pretty smirk forming.

“Want to carry my bag, too?”

I couldn’t stop myself from nodding, and soon, Kayla was striding towards our room, her best friend two steps behind her, head bowed with shame, carrying her bag.

As we entered our hotel room, Kayla began to rummage through her clothes to pick an outfit for the evening. I placed ...
    ... her bag down and looked at myself in the mirror.

“Get it under control, Michelle,” I silently ordered myself, “RIGHT now!”

Kayla had disappeared into the bathroom to get ready for dinner at the resort restaurant that night, which allowed me time to collapse on my bed, composing myself, trying to get over my pathetic performance by the hotel pool. My hidden desires had appeared when I least expected - and with whom I least expected. I was scared. I’d tied my best friend’s shoes and carried her bag in front of onlookers. This is exactly why I kept my hidden desires buried deep inside me… I knew allowing them to surface would lead to disaster. But I wasn’t allowing them to surface. Kayla had accidentally drawn them out, and I hoped that she just thought it was a silly game by the pool and wouldn’t mention it again.

I got up off the bed, pulling out the only dinner-worthy dress I’d brought with me for our getaway. A navy blue number that showed off my more than ample cleavage, cut to display my best asset - my legs. I hung the dress, waiting in my bikini for my turn in the bathroom, taking a deep breath.

“She’s just your best friend, Michelle. That’s it,” I whispered to myself.

The bathroom door opened, and there was Kayla, wearing a cute black lingerie set and holding her orange dress in her hand, looking annoyed.

“What’s wrong?” I asked.

“I only brought one dress, and it’s ripped!” she pouted, pointing to a big rip down the side of the dress.

“Oh no!” I ...
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