“you are going to be such a good submissve slut for us.” what did that mean? Beth and her husband? Or Beth and Veronica? Or people she hadn’t even met yet?
Her fingers danced across her clit as she ran the possibilities through her mind. The current situation with all of the possibilities were intoxicating. Her fingers were working their magic she was so close she started to bite her bottom lip.
“Ugh Hmm.” boomed a voice from just a couple of feet away. Alicia’s eyes shot open, startled by the interruption.
“We don’t allow submissives to orgasm by their own hand. You are only allowed to orgasm during physical sex with an actual person. Or with your fingers or a toy when given express permission by one of us. That usually only happens if one of us wants to watch you masturbate for our entertainment.”
Alicia removed her fingers from her crotch. Confusion and excitement had her mind racing as she turned off the water and silently stepped out of the shower.
Beth was pleased with Alicia’s reaction. No questions, just simply obeyed when told to dry off and come to bed. “You can sleep in my bed tonight so you won’t be tempted to masturbate.” Beth had told her.
The next morning was Starbucks drive through on the way to shopping for Alicia’s new outfits.
Beth knew the salesgirl who looked to be in her mid 20s. “We’ll try a 34 D cup in the material my girls normally wear. And some matching thongs.” Beth instructed the girl who immediately jumped into action.
“My bra is a 36 D.” Alicia whispered.
“Not anymore it’s not. Yes, the underwire will hurt a little and the clasp may even dig into your back some. But those melons are going to be riding high and tight to produce a shit ton of cleavage for the world to enjoy.” came the curt reply.
“Nobody will know what color eyes you have. I can promise you that.” Beth said with a wink.
Eight deep cut V neck black dresses, Six bras, eight thongs and 3 pairs of shoes. Two comfortable flat pair and one pair of 4 inch heels.
“These are for special occasions if you ever earn any.” Beth commented as she handed them to the salesgirl.
After shopping they drove to a high end apartment complex.
“This is Veronica’s place. She is here for lunch and we needed somewhere for you to get properly dressed.” Beth said as she parked the car.
In the elevator Beth looked Alicia in the eyes and said, “Last night you were perfect. I told Veronica that on the phone earlier and she suggested we stop here to let you get dressed for her. Maybe I shouldn’t have done that. Most women get a week under me before seeing her again. But you were so perfect last night.”
“This is her show. She is the top of the food chain. I like you a lot and hope Veronica agrees to keep you in our club. But pleasing her is a must if you want this job. This could be an exciting new life for you. Sex object and sex slave. I KNOW you have those types of fantasies after last night.”
Alicia’s head was spinning again. She had never been this horny in her life. But was she ok being a sex slave? She was secretly looking forward to being a sex object. And last night was incredible even though she got nothing in return. Does not being allowed an orgasm when you have sex with someone make you a sex slave?
Thousands of thoughts scrambled through her head as they walked down the hall. Was she a sex slave? After all her asshole ex-husband used her for sex. The only foreplay being him ramming his cock down her throat. Gagging on his cock always made her wet allowing him to fuck her easily after just a few short minutes in her mouth. He took anal whenever he wanted it. Never asking her opinion, simply sliding his wet cock right up her asshole.
It was true that it turned her on to be used sexually. Even right now her pussy was soaked just thinking these thoughts. These thoughts were pushed to the back of her mind as they entered the opulent apartment.
Moments later she was standing naked in front of the two women. Veronica approached her and fondled her breast before tugging and twisting her nipples slightly.
“You were right. A nice firm set of tits for a 40 year old. But these nipples make them perfect. In the right dress the whole world can see when she is excited.”
“My thoughts exactly.” Beth giggled. “If you don’t need me here I will head back. I don’t need her back until 3:00pm so you have plenty of time.” she continued.
“Very well. She will be in your office at 3.” Veronica said to Beth before leaning close to Alicia’s ear. “We can smell your excitement, slut.” she whispered.
“Are you a lesbian?”
“No. No Ma’am. Last night was my first time.”
“So you would say a cock in your pussy is your current preference for sexual gratification?”
“Um, I guess. I haven’t had sex in awhile.”
“Is that why you are obviously so horny? Or should we blame Beth for your current state of arousal?” Veronica said with a smirk.
“Never mind those questions. Would you like to have an orgasm today?”
“Well, um, I um”
“Out with it, slut. Yes or no?”
“Yes. Yes please.”
“That’s better. However submissive sluts never get without giving first. So come give me some.” Veronica said as she slipped her dress off and sat on the couch spreading her legs.