This will make a lot more sense if you've read the previous four chapters! It contains themes all used previously, including some mild non-consent and all characters are 18+. Please be warned if you are likely to be offended and do not enjoy power exchange in a non-consensual context. Power Versus Submission is a continuation of my previous story also published here called Balance of Power.
CHAPTER 5 -- TRUST
The look of surprise on Denny's face as I pushed my front door open for Tahlia to enter was priceless.
She obviously didn't care about me coming home and seeing her on my couch fondling my daughter, half naked, hands down each other's pants making out passionately. In fact I wouldn't be surprised if that was precisely what she wanted me to see. But for Tahlia to see her like that, well, that look of shock and dismay on Denny's face that her leader could see her be so intimate with someone else was something she was not expecting and clearly uncomfortable with.
Thankfully David had already left for his date with Shandi as I too was more than a little shocked at the scene before us, Denny had already demonstrated that she is quite the exhibitionist but I hoped my daughter might have a little more modesty than this!
My bullies try to act equal as a gang but there is a definite pecking order and Denny wouldn't usually do anything without speaking to Tahlia first. It was a weird relationship they shared and as much as Denny had sworn and proven her loyalty to Tahlia in the past she was obviously torn now between her best friend that she adored and would do anything for and her lover with whom she was sharing such passion on my couch.
For Tahlia though this was the perfect opportunity to show Carly that she is boss,
'Fucking hell Den I knew serving me and Flea without us giving you any back had turned you into an absolute fuck slave but I didn't realise how bad it had got. Get off that poor girl for fuck sake, can she even breathe?'
Carly looked up in shock and annoyance at this strange beautiful girl in her house as Denny immediately disentangled their bodies and picked up her blouse from the floor to cover her perfect boobs. I had learned early in my submission Tahlia's method is to immediately create this power imbalance where she calls the shots and it came so naturally to her that my poor darling Carly never stood a chance.
While Carly had led a sheltered life, and if anything I had probably over parented her, she wasn't an immediate submissive pushover like me and she actually helped her own cause by not directing her questions at Denny but instead turning her attention immediately to the girl who had just walked into her loungeroom as if it were hers. Carly made strong eye contact with Tahlia and scowled,
'I can breathe just fine thank you'
As she was speaking she never broke that eye contact with Tahlia but bent over to pick her shirt and held it over her bare breasts,
'So I guess you must be Tahlia then? I can't imagine who else in the world would come home with my Mum and know Denny so intimately. You should have said you were coming then we might have been a little more prepared, hey Den?'
Denny nodded submissively at first. She was still in shock at being caught making out with Carly in a manner that she did not want Tahlia to see before regaining her composure;
'Yeah, what gives Tay? You could have texted me or something?'
Tahlia's expression never changed,
'I could have but I wanted to see for myself how things were coming along between you and Carly.'
As she spoke, Tahlia looked at Carly before walking over to stand above where my daughter sat,
'I really like you Carly. First impressions count for a lot, I know we had those texts on Messenger the other day, but you could have whined to Denny just then and you didn't. Instead you came at me rather than hiding behind Denny, shows me you're not a submissive little push over like your Mother.'
My pussy involuntarily flinched at my name used in such a degrading manner as I noticed Carly roll her eyes at the unwelcome visitor. She wasn't intimidated by Tahlia in any way nor did she know anything of her reputation. To Carly Tahlia was just this rude bitch who had no business in her relationship with Denny.
Tay continued: 'Remember how I wrote about this thing called a balance of power in our texts? Do you remember me saying there is a power imbalance in every relationship we will ever have. I make sure in all my relationships and friendships I retain that power and I always use it. It's the same thing I instructed you to use and take advantage of with your Mother. Which I guess might make you wonder why this balance has anything to do with you?'
Carly replied immediately,
'I know everything you said about the balance of power Tahlia, and I even experienced it briefly with Mum, but there is no reason why we can't be equals. I don't really believe anyone is better than anyone else. Mum and I are a good example we had a wonderful relationship until last week when I let you talk me into trying this shit with her. I don't know why Mum is the way she is, I don't know why she lets you walk all over her the way it has become apparent that you do, but I don't want that type of relationship with her. She's my Mum and in years to come I want us to be best friends, I'm not a child anymore, I don't need anyone telling me what to do or parenting me but it would be handy to have a friend like Mum with the experience she has helping me through life and sharing her experiences.'
I could feel tears of pride swell to my eyes as Carly spoke. What a wonderful young lady we had raised. I already knew this was all a mistake, my voluntary submission to Tahlia and everything that happened since. David's relationship with Shandi, it was all my fault and Carly's words helped me solidify in my own mind that I just had to find a way to put everything right. Listening to her speak I was that ashamed of myself and who I had let myself become.
This was one of those moments where my brain had full control of my thinking and everything was so clear to me in those moments but while such nobility might be all well and good in my own mind, I had briefly forgotten what an evil manipulative bitch Tahlia could be.
'How lovely of you to think that way Carly.'
Tay turned to Denny,
'Isn't that lovely Den?'
I looked over at Flea still standing in the doorway, she had been as quiet as ever but had this big smile on her face. It was totally opposite to how Den looked, ashen and aghast,