Thread: Her First Experience (SithMistress & Minnie the Masochist)

Brianna Fairchild Age 28 Height 5' 9 Weight 160 lbs Cup size 40E Standing at the foot of the staircase, Brianna mentally was struck by how timid and shy the young woman standing before her seemed. Despite how open this Thea had seemed online, in person, she appeared meek. Her eyes were cast downward as the Brianna walked down the stairs, and Thea seemed to avoid looking the butler, Dean, in the eye. Whether it was some sense of shame stemming from the reason for her visit, or just discomfort at being confronted with the trappings of the upper class, Thea looked like she frlt very out of place and vulnerable in the foyer of Brianna's house. Brianna silently congratulated herself on her choice of clothing. Given how timid the young woman appeared, it may have scared her outright if Brianna had been dressed as a dominatrix, awaiting the arrival of her newest sub. The young woman frowned slightly, though, at Brianna's comment and giggled nervously. Whatever it was that Brianna had hoped for and expected, Thea was not it. Brianna was used to more confident women stepping into her house. Women with no doubt in their minds what they wanted and who were experienced enough to show deference to Brianna. Thea, though, looked like a lost puppy, unsure of its surroundings and looking to find a friendly face for support. Her greeting was a bit awkward and unsure as well. I'm glad there was no trouble. And, yes, you're in the right place. Oh, but where are my manners? Brianna closed the distance between them to stand before the young woman, but not close enough to invade her personal space. Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Brianna Fairchild. We spoke online about some things you were interested in learning, and I am happy to have the opportunity to teach you everything you want to know. But, more on that in a little bit. Tell me, Thea. Are you thirsty? I have a nice bottle of wine chilling in the sitting room, where we can chat and get to know one another. I want you to be as comfortable as possible in my home. Without waiting to see if the young woman was trailing, Brianna walked toward the hallway connecting the foyer to the sitting room. At the door, she turned and saw Thea standing rooted in place, an unsure look on her face. This way, my dear. Despite her invitation to follow, Thea had a brief look on her face that told Brianna the young woman was ready to turn around and run out the door, back to the safety of routine. Clearly, the young woman needed some comforting before anything could happen. Brianna walked back to Thea. Reaching up, her hand began gently caressing the young woman's cheek. There's nothing you need fear here, dear. I really do wish to chat a bit. I believe you have more need of my services than you originally thought. I understand your hesitance, but I can assure you. You will come to no harm under my roof. Brianna let her hand fall back to her side. Now, if wine is not to your liking, I have an array of beverages I'm sure will meet your approval. Coffee, tea, soda... Whatever you like. This time, Brianna could sense the young woman falling behind her to follow as Brianna walked down the hall and into the sitting room. Comparatively speaking, it was a small room. While still somewhat large, it was cozy and warm in a way the foyer couldn't convey. It probably stemmed from the design of the room. While it contained a pair of couches and several chairs, they were all arrayed around a large coffee table in the center of the room. The table was empty, save for a pair of silver trays sitting side by side. A quartet of china filled oak hutches lined the walls. The hutches were filled with tea cups, saucers and small plates. A plate glass window looked out on the back of the property, where a pair of horses could be seen grazing in a field. Brianna walked over and settled onto one of the couches. She patted the couch cushion and invited Thea to join her. A moment or two later, the butler entered the room, carrying a silver tray loaded with a bottle of wine and two wine glasses. As he placed the tray on the table, Brianna could see a small cutting board with a wheel of cheese atop it and a basket of assorted crackers to go along with it. Thank you, Dean. Has you asked the chef to prepare a light dinner? The butler nodded. Yes, ma'am. It'll be ready in an hour or so. Excellent. Take the rest of the evening off. I'll be entertaining this charming young woman and would prefer not to be disturbed. Let chef know that he can knock off early once dinner is done. With that, Brianna turned her attention to Thea, completely oblivious to the butler's bow and discrete exit. Brianna took a few moments drinking in Thea's appearance. The young woman had wavy Auburn hair, quite similar in color to Brianna's natural hair color. But, where Brianna chose to dye her hair a rich crimson, Thea left hers alone. On some women, the color would wash out their skin, making it look pale. But on Thea, it gave her a fresh, girl next door look. That, and her soft hazel eyes, which had been downcast when the butler entered, but had risen to meet Brianna's as he departed. She had delicate facial features, and the smile lines around her lips told Brianna that Thea was an amiable young woman with a smile that must come easily. Though, she wasn't smiling at the moment. A testament to her anxiety, no doubt. Physically, Thea could be called wispy, though her slight frame was offset by the swell of her breasts. If Brianna had to guess, she'd have guessed the woman at a B or a low C. It would be a change from what she was used to, as her normal clientele tended toward being bustier and a bit thicker in body type. But, Brianna was willing to service all shapes and sizes. She picked up the bottle of wine, which had already been opened, and sniffed. It has a really good nose. Would you like some?