Olivia read the first page of the diary aloud to everyone and mouths hung agape by the time she finished it and turned it. Victoria's cleansing with lavender, turned out to be Heather beating her body with lavender branches when she was naked. Victoria would strip and stand with her hands above her head and let Heather flog her with the petalled branches. She would beat the scent onto her body and then play with her, making her orgasm repeatedly for her.
By the time Olivia and the rest knew that Victoria was Heather's play thing, a willing submissive that allowed herself to be used by Heather any way she wanted to. Millie even had to let a small gasp out, when Olivia related one scene where Heather had fucked Victoria's ass with a shovel handle. Every page had an entry on it somewhere, where Victoria had some kind of sexual contact with Heather.
Three months into the diary, it was clear that the roles between Heather and Victoria were well defined and adhered to. Heather was over one night for a sleepover and despite Victoria's protests that they could be caught, Heather tied Victoria to the bed and gagged her with a lavender scented handkerchief. Heather used Victoria's body for her own enjoyment and cared not if she was caught enjoying her greatest desires.
"Wow, Heather is so butch or what? Talk about dominating someone. Victoria is like her total sex toy and does whatever she wants her to do and lets her do anything to her. Heather was pretty brazen about it too. She didn't seem to care if anyone saw or knew about them, the way she carried on."
"I'm getting more of an idea now who Heather Monroe was and not just what was passed down to me. She's a terrible sort, so she is. From what I've heard already, she does nothing but dominate poor Victoria and forces her to do her bidding. That isn't loving someone, that's using them for your own pleasure and to hang with poor Victoria and what she wants."
"It's like Heather knew how strong a force sex was and used it to control Victoria. I mean, this starts off with them doing stuff, so I wonder how long before this, that Heather was doing things to her? I mean, I doubt they just started off like this and Victoria was into having her naked body flogged with lavender branches."
They contemplated the plausible start to it all and knew earlier diaries would have to be found first to tell the whole story, but as it stood before them, Heather was a dominant sex offender who submitted an innocent young girl to her style of pleasure and controlled her with sex and mental submission. If it happened today, she would be arrested and jailed immediately, but then, it went unnoticed and unknown, as Heather kept the truth of their friendship a secret.
Olivia continued reading and the cleansings were becoming regular. Heather seemed to enjoy reddening Victoria's body everywhere, including the delicate flesh between her legs. It was the feel of her fingers and tongue on her after, that she seemed to enjoy Heather doing. Olivia began reading about one encounter that Victoria described more in detail and Olivia had a hard time finishing the entry.
"What's the matter, dear? You look like you've seen a ghost. Sorry, just a saying, but you do look as though something has you taken with it. What is it?"
"Heather. Victoria describes her tongue the same way it looked like in my dream. How would I know what Heather's tongue is like?"
"That is interesting. What did she say about it?"
"Oh, sorry, I should have read that out loud, it just caught my attention. Hear, listen to this."
Olivia read the passage where Victoria described Heather's tongue entering her and filling her inside. It was clear from what she wrote, that Heather's tongue was of abnormally long length and thickness. It was like she had imagined in her dream and how it dominated her inside.
"So Victoria must have been treated to quite a lot of stuff from Heather then? I'm listening to it all and from what I've heard so far, it seems like Heather got into sex before Victoria and with no boys around, she got into playing with Victoria and somehow convinced her to be her play thing. Victoria keeps writing how Heather did this and that to her and she doesn't say outright that she likes, or doesn't like being her pet. I mean, yeah, it's obvious she gets off on it, according to how many orgasms she seems to have had from it all. But, I think it's mostly Heather in all of this and what she's in to."
"Yeah, sounds like a total Dominatrix to me. Give the girl a room and some toys and she'd be in heaven. Victoria wouldn't know what hit her then. Stuff I see them use these days, Heather would be right into it big time."
"Yes, I'd have to agree with you there Chelsea and Lisa, she was a nasty sort, wasn't she? Again, there's the kind of thing we all went through and enjoyed and it was wonderful, because we both wanted it, but Victoria wasn't wanting it originally, she was forced to do it by Heather and treated poorly in my opinion. I know things are different now, but that's no right, doing those things to a person, especially a lovely young thing like Victoria. I can't even imagine being hit like that between my legs and imagining enjoying it like Victoria was supposed to."
"I know Aunt Millie, but even Victoria keeps writing about being brought to orgasm numerous times by things Heather did to her. So, even though she might have been forced to get into it, she was getting off on it. Maybe Heather knew something about her no one else did. Some women do get off on that stuff."
"Oh, don't be silly, Olivia, who would like that sort of thing?"
Lisa looked at Olivia sitting there chewing her words on what to say.
"Millie, what if I told you, Ollie was my pet? I'm not saying I beat her with lavender branches, although it has an appeal to it, softly I mean, not beat the hell out of her. I'm saying, we do things that are similar to that. I told Ollie I could use a flogger on her and make her orgasm and she said not a chance. I tied her to the bed one night and flogged her until she came on it. It wasn't done hard, but it really turned her on and we found out it was all about giving up control for her and letting me have it. So, Victoria could very well have found out she liked what Heather did to her and let's face it, who wouldn't mind having a six inch tongue working between your legs?"
Millie couldn't question Lisa's logic and conceded her opinion. She looked at Olivia with her head down feeling embarrassed and ashamed with herself.
"Oh, sweetheart, don't feel bad. I feel no less for you because of that. You like what you like and enjoy it, as you should. I think no less of you dear, none at all. Come, give me a hug, Olivia."
Olivia slid off the couch and knelt in front of Millie and let her hug her close. Olivia let a few whimpers and sniffles go and hugged her back closely, resting her cheek against Millie's bosom. Millie stroked her hair softly and kissed the top of her head.
"There, there, it's all right now. No harm done and nothing to feel bad or ashamed off. I was just surprised by it, as that wasn't something I would think enjoyable, but if you do, by all means, you and Lisa enjoy that between yourselves."
"I kind of like it too, Millie."
"Do you, Chelsea? How so?"
"I don't know really, it kind of all starts back to that fantasy I had of Ollie and me and I always imagined her taking control of me and every time I would have it, I would add more and more to it and I would let Ollie have control over me in lots of ways. I wanted her to control my body and pleasure."
"Hmmm, all new to me, but, if it makes you happy and it doesn't hurt or abuse you in any way, well, who am I to say if it's good or not?"
"It's not like being a slave or anything, it's just, it's like I don't have to worry about doing something and I'm made to do it. I want to do it, I just like being made to do it. I really like when I make her happy with what she does and whether it's me cumming, or her cumming because she made me make her cum."
"I have no idea on that at all, love. I don't see it, but then, that's just me like I said. Okay so, Victoria seems to be Heather's plaything then and this is what they did together it seems. So, let's read on then Olivia and see what becomes of all of this. It's quite fascinating to know another side of someone you had no idea about even existed."
"It is, isn't it? Okay, we have a few months left to go in this one, so hopefully something is in here that gives us more of a clue to what happened."
Olivia started reading again and it seemed they got into something new each month and added it to what they were already doing. At one point, Victoria wrote about her mother questioning her about her lack of production and inability to focus on anything. She wrote that she was obsessed with letting Heather control her and do anything to make her orgasm. It was as if Heather had turned Victoria into an orgasm junkie and needed a steady fix of her to get by.
Olivia was excited when the mention of Captain Masters came into it. Immediately, there was a change in how Heather and Victoria played and how often, as more and more time was spent courting the captain. There was a growing tension between them, as emotions were fought over. Heather was demanding and persistent of Victoria to forget the captain and be with her, but less and less time was spent with her.
By the time Olivia finished the diary, Victoria was torn to go with her husband to be, or remain as Heather's sex slave. It ended three days before Heather went missing and left them hanging on edge for what happened after.
"Damn, we need that diary. Something happened between them, that's obvious, but what? We're missing three days that could tell us everything. We need to find that diary, if there is one."
"Only one way to know."
"Right."
Olivia put the book down and picked up the keys again.