Part 1 of Cassandra Mistress Julia

Cassandra looked over herself in the mirror. She was eighteen going on 40, and was itching to get out of the town she grew up in. Her crowd was small, their horizons smaller. She craved excitement, adventure, and meaning. They craved boys, beer, and good television.

Her parents looked at Cassandra, and wondered what to do about her. She would be going to university soon, but she had not lived her life. Her Mum had an old friend, Julia who Cassandra refered to as Aunt Julia. Cassandra had not seen Julia in years, at least 5, but it was closer to 10. There was an unspoken of event in the past that had intrigued Cassandra for ages. Cassandra\'s Mum, Sarah phoned her old friend. She arranged for Cassandra to stay with her after she had finished her exams that summer. She wanted Cassandra to receive a full education, and Sarah knew that she would only have that in a big city.

Cassandra undressed in front of the mirror, and looked closely at her body. Her breasts were large, larger than most of her friends. The boys noticed them first, before they noticed her warmth or her wit. She looked further down, and although she was thin, she had a voluptuous shape. She climbed into her bed, and dreamed of what she would be doing that summer.

The hell of exams, revision, exams and revision passed quickly enough, and before she knew it, Cassandra was on a train to stay with a woman who had become a complete stranger to her.

Julia met Cassandra of the train. Cassandra recognised Julia at once. Her face was lined, and her hair was now dyed brown, rather than being naturally so, but she still had the same confident smile, and swagger to her walk.

Cassandra introduced herself to her \'Aunt\'. Julia could not believe her eyes:

\'But it can\'t be you. You\'re a woman now, and I remember you as a little girl. But, look, look at you. You\'re a proper heartbreaker now, aren\'t you?\'

She laughed. Her blue eyes sparked brightly, and Cassandra remembered why she liked her as a child, and why she had been so upset when the families had broken up. Julia had moved away from their little town, amid rumour, scandal and recriminations. In a small town, still waters tend to run deep, and the past is hung onto as an alternative to an uncertain future.

Julia and Cassandra climbed into Julia\'s small car, loading up Cassandra\'s suitcases. Julia lived in a secluded wood-shack about a half hour drive from the station. Julia explained her job, and the things that Cassandra could do during the day. There was a local college, where Julia had enrolled Cassandra on a typing and computing course for two weeks, and a painting course for the rest of the holiday. They arrived at the shack just as dusk approached. Julia had a roast in the oven, and the pair dived into a well cooked meal, and the wine flowed as they caught up over the past 10 years.

Cassandra learned that Julia had never had children. The two women were still single, and Cassandra wanted to sample some eroticism while she was away from her parent\'s home. She sometimes heard her parents at it. She knew that if sex lived up to its good press, she would probably scream the whole house down, and wake the neighbourhood.

Cassandra had a quick shower, and went to bed. The following day, she woke up early to go to the college. Her Aunt had been good to her, enrolling her on courses like this. She dressed quickly, and went down to her breakfast. Julia was already in the shower, as Cassandra turned on the radio, as eighties music flooded through the room. The shower room opened, and Julia walked out, with a towel around her head, and nothing else. Cassandra screamed, at this surprising show of public nudity. Julia looked up.

\'Oh, sorry I didn\'t think you\'d be up yet.\' said Julia as a way of apology. \'If you give me five minutes, I will get you to the college in no time.\'

Julia hurried out of the room. Cassandra watched, a blush playing across her face.

Julia drove Cassandra to the college. Cassandra quickly found her room, and sat at the desk with her name on it. The course was full, but completely of older couples. Cassandra knew there would be no chance of romance in this class, until the teacher walked in. He was tall, good-looking, and only 4 years older than Cassandra. He introduced himself as James to the class.

The class went well, and Cassandra learnt a lot during that time. She knew that by doing the course, she would be well prepared for her college course, and later employment. She passed the course with flying colours.

She stayed in contact with James after the course had finished, and they often saw each other in the evenings. The arts class was anything like the Computing class, and she was encouraged to take much more of her work home with her than had been the case before.

One evening, after a drink with some friends, Cassandra took a longer walk through the woods, which were lit by a fire in a clearing, which Cassandra had never seen before. She walked past one of the sheds in her Aunt\'s property, and saw another fire lit inside it. It had burnt down to embers, by now, but Cassandra could still make out the shapes of whips, candles, and a bed, as well as a dungeon, and a large bath, in the large room.

The thought of this, and what it was excited Julia a lot, and she felt her hands exploring where they shouldn\'t have been. She was startled to hear the twit-twooing of a large owl behind her in the woods, which disturbed her reverie. She quickly straightened up her clothes, and left to go back to Julia\'s home.

The clock showed it was 11 but there was no sign of Julia when Cassandra returned. Cassandra decided to wait up for Julia\'s return.

About half an hour past before Julia returned. She was wearing very little, and her skin was streaked, as was her make up.

She looked at Cassandra, and new that some explanations were in order.

\'I\'ll be down in a minute.\' she said quietly as she went upstairs.

Julia quickly got dressed, and knew that her news would disappoint her new friend.

\'Julia\' said Cassandra \'what is that barn on your land for. I walked the long way home, and saw it was lit by a fire.\'

\'Oh, that.\' replied Julia. \'That is my dungeon. You see, I am a BDSM Mistress. That is why you are at college during the day, so I can conduct my business during the day, between 10am and 4pm, and you wouldn\'t be any the wiser for being away. But tonight, one of my best clients, and my master, made a late appointment to see me. I couldn\'t disappoint him. I believe you know him, he teaches at the college, young, good looking guy, called James.\'

The thought of her Aunt, this sexy, vibrant older woman, and James, and kinky sex practises excited Cassandra in ways she never thought were possible.

\'You, you\'re not disappointed in me, are you?\' Asked Julia, slightly worried that she had ruined their relationship.

\'No, not at all.\' replied Cassandra, as she embraced Julia. \'But tell, me is this why you had to leave town years ago?\'

\'Yes. I had a liaison with one of the local Conservative Party, and had to leave, to save them from embarrassment.\'

\'Oh, well now I know. I thought you were meant to be educating me this summer.\' said Cassandra, as she felt a slight moisture forming between her legs.

\'What, you mean sexually? Asked Julia.

\'Well, in any way that you can. I\'ve read about in biology lessons, and seen it done on TV, even heard Mum and Dad at it sometimes, but never actually done it myself.\'

\'Oh, you poor soul\' said Julia. \'Yes, I will start your education tomorrow, if you like, now go to bed.\'