Griselda seemed just as tightly wound the next day when we met up by the flagpole. Fortunately she was more excited than nervous though the latter was still mixed in there. We were just about to head off to the club room when I spotted Lauren being followed… well more like pursued by Mia.

  Griselda put a hand on my arm. “Is that… a former club member?” She asked quietly.

  “Naw.” I reassured her. “That’s Mia, Lauren’s daughter.”

  “Ohhhhh.” Griselda grimaced. “Family Drama.”

  “Yeah.” I decided it was a good idea to take a keen interest in my phone as the whirlwind swept closer.

  “...What do you want to hear?” Lauren sputtered with a mix of annoyance and exasperation. “That you were adopted!? What do you want me to tell you?”

  “I just wanna know why you won’t tell me about dad!” Mia pleaded. “I’ve never even seen a photo!”

  “I don’t -HAVE- any photos!” Lauren countered, clearly exasperated by trying to remain diplomatic.

  Mia growled. “Do you even know who he is or were you too drunk to remember!?”

  Lauren’s placating gaze turned stormy. “You…” I saw her fists tightening in a way that scared even me. “You don’t understand a damn thing. The life I had, the sacrifices I made!”

  “How could I when you won’t ever talk about it??” Mia stomped her foot nearly screaming at this point.

  Lauren was shaking like a leaf, I could see the tears welling up in her eyes. “I did…everything….“ Lauren shook her head rapidly and her eyes focused on Mia again.“You don’t need a Dad, baby girl...”

  “No.” Mia’s voice lowered itself to a growl and went absolutely murderous. “I need a parent.”

  Mia turned and stormed past us, a whirlwind of angst and fury thundering out toward the parking lot. I pulled Griselda out of the way just in time before hurricane Mia could barrel us over.

  I waited until she’d disappeared out of sight before I wandered over to Lauren.

  “Are you okay?” I asked gingerly, reaching out an anxious hand before thinking better of it.

  Lauren let out a long sigh. “It’s fine.”

  “You really can't tell her anything?” I hedged pretty certain I knew what the answer was.

  “I can't tell her anything.” Lauren confirmed. “It’s… really complicated, even for me.”

  I wanted really badly to give her a hug but I had to be mindful of where we were. I’d make it up to her soon enough and we made our way to the club room as a group. Normally we’d be more wary of being seen going to that area together at the same time but Lauren needed us.

  Lauren unbuttoned her shirt and tossed it off as soon as we got inside. Not wasting any time. I moved fast to follow her lead. I admit I wasn’t paying much attention to Griselda but she seemed to be hanging back for the time being which was fine. She did help me with my collar when I had trouble with the still slightly unfamiliar clasp which I appreciated.

  Lauren looked like a demon as she cornered me on the edge of the bed, we’d agreed initially to keep things a little breeze-ier than usual to avoid spooking the newbie again but the look in Lauren’s eye told me I was being volunteered to take the brunt of her frustrations. I was fine with that but I was still a little concerned about Griselda. I scrambled back a bit to give lauren room. She gripped my leash and hovered over me. I was really in for it today and I was starting to get really excited. Griselda was absolutely transfixed by us and from the looks of it she was already started on herself so maybe I was worried for nothing..

  That’s when the door swung open and the whole pocket dimension froze as an uninvited guest stepped into the room.

  “Is this the homework club?” The girl at the door called out to us in a way that was above what an indoor voice probably should be but also not quite a shout. The three of us stayed put in utter disbelief at the stranger in our midst.

  She was definitely a student, Black hair with a pink headband, a black tshirt and matching pink shorts. She also held a large backpack slung over one shoulder and the biggest dumbest grin I’ve ever seen in my life plastered all over her stupid face.

  “Who the fu-” I started but Lauren cut me off.

  “You’re the one who’s been following me around!” Lauren glared accusingly and got back to her feet. She crossed her arms across her chest and stared down at the small girl.

  Lauren was taller than all of us but she really towered over Griselda and the new arrival.

  New girl didn’t respond, however, she was too busy admiring Lauren’s body. Her confident demeanor had been replaced by pure awe and gay panic. I don’t think I’d ever seen someone crumble so quickly into lesbain disaster than she did under Lauren’s overwhelming presence. I admit I was feeling it too and Griselda had started back on herself, If she had ever stopped at all.

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  We three worthless gays were nothing to the sapphic goddess before us and I can say confidently we all knew it. Lauren just kept staring at her and she kept melting into a puddle before her. Her knees gave out first and she fell to the floor. She regained a bit of composure and humbled herself before Lauren.

  “M-Mistress Lauren, will you please accept me into the homework club...?” The girl begged her forehead practically against the floor so much so her voice was slightly muffled. “Please..?...Please…? Please….?” She muttered quietly.

  Lauren’s arms fell to her sides. She looked at me. I dunno what she was looking for. I didn’t have anything I could add to this situation. She turned back to the new girl.

  “First I need to know your name and how the fuck you got in here.” Lauren offered her a hand up.

  “The door wasn’t locked” she pointed to the absence of a lock on the door as pulled herself to her feet. “I’m Gilda. I heard about this club from my sister.”

  Lauren rubbed her eyes. “I thought I recognized you. You’re one of Glendales' little sister’s aren’t you?”

  “Yes Ma’am.” Gilda confirmed bowing slightly. “My sister came to visit over the summer and we were drinking and she might have told me a little bit about you… and how you used to tie her up.”

  “I remember…” Lauren looked over toward one of the cabinets. “We still have ropes coming out of our ears because of her.”

  Gilda smiled nostalgically. “That girl loves her ropes...” She raised her hand as she realized. “From what she told me. I’ve obviously never tied her up myself.” She seemed sincere, if a bit… dopey?

  Lauren waved toward the door. ”Okay for now I guess you can stick around. but you have to follow our rules. Rule #1. Leave your phone in the basket outside.”

  “Yes Ma’am!” Gilda stepped outside and dropped her phone in the basket. Then returned, closing the door behind her.

  Lauren watched her as she walked the room and wandered over to the box of toys sat on the counter. She pulled one of the club's collars from the box I sat up on the bed.

  “You really don’t have to.” I reminded her gently.

  “I’m ready.” She said half smiling. “I’ve been waiting for this all summer!”

  I could tell Lauren still had reservations but we watched her get ready, and I helped Gilda put her collar on. We didn’t need to wear them but Lauren liked it when we did. As she dropped her shorts she looked over at Griselda. “Aren’t you joining us?”

  “She’s observing.” I answered so Grisedla didn’t feel pressured to. “As you saw the door is unlocked, you can walk away or step outside if you feel uncomfortable.” I made sure to remind everyone. Just because we’d never needed those options doesn’t mean we shouldn’t have them in place.

  “Actually…” Grisedla shifted awkwardly. “I… think…” Her face was bright red. “I’d like to be… included.”

  Gilda reached back into the toybox and pulled another collar out and offered it to Griselda. She looked down at it nervously.

  I put a hand over the collar and met her eyes. “Are you absolutely sure?”

  “Yeah.” Griselda brushed my hand away and started trying to attach the collar around her neck, I helped her and she blushed at my touch. We joined Gilda and Lauren on the bed and I cleared my throat.

  “Well since you two are joining us for the first time we should probably go over safety tools and safe words real fast.” I ran through a quick checklist in my head.

  Gilda groaned clearly anxious to get started.. “Do we have to?”

  “We do.” I got an approving nod from Lauren. “It’s really important that we set boundaries right away okay?”

  Griselda smiled softly, I could tell that she was comforted by us going over this. I would have done it anyway but I really wanted her to like it here. I took a deep breath and added one last thing before I started down the checklist. “This will take a few minutes but I promise you Lauren and I will reward you for your patience.”

  Which we totally fucking did.

  A couple hours later I rested my head in Laurens lap in the aftermath of what felt like the first proper club meeting of the year. Gilda and Griselda had exhausted themselves and were curled up together in the middle of the bed so Lauren sat on the edge. She pet me gently.

  “They’ve been out for a while.” I whispered trying not to wake them.

  “I seem to remember your stamina not being so great either back when you started.” She booped my nose with a finger.

  “I lasted longer than that.” I said, taking her hand.

  She gave me a bemused smile. “No. no you did not.” She stretched and pushed me off of her. “I’m going to take a shower. Would you like to join me?”

  I grinned crawling my way off the bed. “Absolutely.”

  “Good girl.” Lauren smiled, taking my hand and pulling me toward the bathroom.

  A little while and a few more cheeky plays later we got dried off and back into our clothes. I looked at the two sleepyheads still in each other's arms.

  “Nichole.” Lauren ordered. “Get the bottle.”

  I felt a wee bit bad filling the spray bottle with cold tap water and leveling it at the foreheads of the two cute girls napping peacefully. But they were sleeping in a moist puddle of bodily fluids so we needed to get these sheets in the wash ASAP.

  I did get a good chuckle when the cold mist hit them.

  “Oi.” I cried hitting each of them with cold water to the face. “Up. Up. I don’t care where you go but you can’t sleep here!”

  They groaned and tried to block the water with their hands but I was quick on the draw and not playing around. The two got out of the bed and Lauren grabbed up the sheets, unlocked the door to the lab and headed off to the back.

  “What’s back there?” Gilda asked.

  “None of your damn business.” I scolded. “We’re not allowed back there.”

  I took their collars back and stuffed them back in the toy box, while the both of them sheepishly agreed to shower together. They closed the door and I was left alone in the club room. I picked up my bag and headed for the door as the giggling from the bathroom started because there was no way they could help themselves.

  I took my phone from the bin and I started walking home into the sunset. It would have been a great moment for the screen to fade to black and for the credits to start rolling up the screen. Unfortunately I was still myself and home was still a 20 minute walk. Fuck.