Red wine, crimson lips

[MissConfused]

“I love you…” Scary words to hear from a slave

When I walked into the kitchen I went to Zoe and kissed and hugged has as a lover would. I nibble on her neck and tell her someday I will let her fuck me again, she was so fantastic at it.

Over dinner we talk. I had told her to call for dinner but she said she prefers to cook. I know she is proud of the meal she prepared but it tastes bland. I wish she had ordered out as I requested. I was so looking forward to sushi.
I guess we’ll have to go to the store together to purchase groceries. Perhaps with better ingredients her cooking will improve immensely.
“Do I have any pots and cooking thingies” I ask her. “No” she says so I tell her we must shop for those also. I am not a domestic sort. I have never cooked and cleaned for any man and I plan on never doing so.

I explain to her that I am a director for a brokerage firm. My job requires me to travel extensively investigating and auditing firms we are thinking about investing in. I travel anywhere from three days at a time to three weeks at a time.
I notice the thought of my being gone for three weeks seems to pain her.

While we are on the divan watching TV I tell her I will be out of town Tuesday through Friday but I will be home in time for our weekend together. We both seem to fall asleep for a little while. It has been an exhausting day.
Tired of TV and just plain tired I tell Zoe it is time to go. “Is that a tear I see falling down her cheek?”
Did she think she would spend the night here? Yes it is a tear. I am feeling warm and do not wish to see her cry. I ask her if she would like to spend the night with the clear understanding that she must leave first thing in the morning. No coffee, no breakfast and no fucking! She must leave immediately after the alarm goes off! I have a very busy Monday ahead and I have already ignored the work I brought home this weekend. All my time was spent playing with Zoe and not doing the work I needed to finish.

When morning arrives I kiss Zoe good-bye. I also tell her that my apartment will need cleaning again next Saturday morning. Cleaning from what I wonder since I will be gone all week. If she wishes to serve me I expect to see her here Saturday morning at ten. I also remind her that we may need to go shopping together.

After she leaves I think what would Jon think? I will be in Des Moines Iowa!!! for four days. I hate travelling to Iowa. I only need to be there for Tuesday and Wednesday. Jon is going to meet me Thursday. I plan on fucking him weak. Thinking about all the things Zoe and I did this weekend has me so excited I need to masturbate before work.
Look out Jon I am going to wear out your cock until it is only a little stub!

Does Zoe realize I have a boyfriend…

[lucy]

So i am dismissed. Or rather: Thrown out at seven in the morning, with a quick peck on the cheek. "Come back Saturday, my apartment needs to be cleaned."
Yeah, sure thing, that apartment will be one hell of a mess with nobody being here the whole week... Besides, there are cleaning ladies which would be eager to do the job.
I'm upset and confused, Charon was so caring and nice yesterday and now she's back to treating me like a cheap fuckbuddy again. "Come and do this and that and then, maybe, if i feel like you deserve it, you may eat my pussy." And i would, oh yes, i would be between her legs in a flash and do as she tells me.
The whole week i play with the idea of not going Saturday, wait till she comes to me. But she can't, as far as i know she just knows my name is Zoe and that's it. So she couldn't even contact me if she wanted to. But i'm not sure whether she would do that.
I could call her, i've got her full name, adress, phone number, everything. I didn't sneak around when i cleaned her apartment, it was all written on the bill from her phone company which was lying on the kitchen counter. All i had to do was safe it on my own cellphone.
I think about calling her on Wednesday, but decide against it. Instead i meet Nicole and of course she wants to know everything.
"You see, she treats me like a fuckbuddy, but that's not what i'm looking for. I want someone who loves me the way i love her. All that serving and obeying stuff and the kinky sex is nice, great, even, but not what i'm looking for."
"Maybe that's the way to her heart, to be such a good slave that she realizes you're the one" Nicole says.
"You sound as if she hired you to make me submit to her" i laugh.
She giggles "yeah, i get to fuck her for a weekend if i make sure you don't run! You should go Saturday, maybe call her on the phone and let her know you'll be there. And why not just enjoy the sex, leave out the feelings?"
"You know i can't do that, besides it's too late now to leave out the feelings anyway."
"Yeah, I guess it is." And then she says in all sobriety "you know, I would really like to watch you two go at each other" and leaves me utterly speechless.

In the end i don't call Charon. I just do my job during the day, go home, eat, go to bed and rub my pussy raw, thinking of her.
Saturday morning i get up early, take a bath, shave my pussy and dress to kill. Yeah, dressed to kill, as if i'm fooling someone here. If anyone gets "killed" it will very likely be me.

Once again i'm exactly on time, and this time she opens the door at the first ring.

[MissConfused]

YES! She is on time. I was not sure she would return.
I am giddy from my two days with Jon. I let him sodomize me several times, a mistake, but the discomfort is wonderful!

I am so happy to see Zoe, I feared she would not return. She starts to strip in anticipation of my placing the belt on her. “STOP!” I tell her. We are going shop-PING!
Once in the cab I explain to her that I pay $2700 a month rent on my apartment. I earn a large salary, it is not her business how much, but I earn a large salary and I love to spend it extravagantly. She seemed so concerned about my spending in the past that I want to make her understand my wild shopping sprees.

We head for the Pottery Barn. I guess that is where we would find kitchen thingies and she seems so knowledgeable in such things, she is so domestic I would love to make her my wife, silly.

We spend over an hour there finding things for the kitchen. She says there are still some things she is missing so we must go to Macy’s… groan. I hate shopping for domestic items.
Finally we return home and deposit all of our treasures. I tell her I am famished to which she responds it will take some time to be ready to prepare a lunch.
Forget It! I tell her. There is a deli on the corner that will provide us with everything we need for lunch and I drag her reluctantly from my apartment.

FINALLY I am satisfied, no longer hungry. I debate fucking my slave as an after lunch treat but decide otherwise. She is so excited about her new toys that I decide to let her play with them.

“You will need to serve me” I inform her. I let her play with her toys until five.” Enough” I tell her. I have fetched restraints from my room. I order her to strip and I bind her knees and ankles together. Then I place her on her knees and hands and place a collar around her. I cuff her wrists together and secure the leash from the collar to her wrists.
“Be quiet and still” I tell her. I have had enough of her playing in the kitchen.
I recline into my favorite chair and enjoy a glass of wine while I read my book. I will think about releasing her in an hour or so. I just want my peace and quiet now.

I am curious; what can she prepare for dinner?
What shall I do with her tonight? I am in the mood for going bar-hopping. Should I take her with me or send her home?

Enough questions I delve into my book while Zoe remains in a pony position before me.

[lucy]

Boring. Boring. Boring. Shopping pans and pots and stuff might be interesting, but i'd know much better things to do with Charon than shopping. If it were shopping something more interesting, like maybe lingerie, or sexy dresses.
But she seems to be not interested in exchanging bodily fluids today. So i keep myself busy in the kitchen until she tells me to strip.
She binds me and has me on all fours while she reads a book. Again, i had hoped for more. I don't know if that's what i want. It is nice to be here, naked and bound, but i miss touching her body, smelling her skin, tasting her mouth.
She reads a book without taking notice of me.
"Let's go bar-hopping." She gets up and releases me from my restraints.
Bar-hopping? How about some rough wild fucking until the break of dawn? I guess my disappointment is clearly showing on my face.
"If you don't like it you can go home, slave. Take it or leave it, it's your choice."
I don't answer her right away. But i know this time i won't let my pussy make the decision. I might be a slave, or a sub, or whatever, but i also have a mind of my own, i have needs and desires too, and if she really wants me she will have to show more interest in me than she did so far. I put on my clothes and jot down my cellphone number.
While i write the note i finally answer, struggling to keep the tears back. "I don't like bar-hopping. I would like to spend the night with you, very much so, serving you, pleasing you, but not in a loud bar, being leered at by guys i don't have anything in common with. Here's my number. Good night Charon, enjoy yourself."

She seems to be completely taken aback as i kiss her on the cheek and walk out the door. Finally tears well up in my eyes, but i'm determined not to turn back. This time she doesn't follow me. In the elevator i start to cry. And all the time i stare at my cellphone, wishing it would ring.

[MissConfused]

“She Left?” That is curious!
Doesn’t she understand a slave is to serve her mistress and not the other way around.

Walking out is the same as quitting. I hope she hasn’t broken our relationship. The only way I would take her back now is if she crawled through my door begging me to take her back.
I am tempted to call her but I can’t that would confuse her role and mine.

“Well” I say to myself there are other slaves out there waiting for a mistress as I dress for an evening of prowling the bars for a new slave.

As I walk out the door I look at the slip of paper with her number and shed a tear. I loved my Zoe and I will miss her.

[lucy]

When i get home she still hasn't called me. Almost two hours and many tears later i'm still lying on my bed, turning the terribly silent phone over in my hand. It dawns on me that she won't ever call me. She's the Mistress, i'm her slave, she's not coming to run after me. If i want to see her again, i'll probably have to crawl back to her. But i'm not ready to cave in yet. At ten p.m. i punch in the numbers of her phone but press 'cancel' before the first ring. Ten minutes later i find myself pressing my cellphone to my ear, praying that she will takethe call.
When she does i start babbling and apologizing until she cuts me off. Harshly she gives me the name of a bar and tells me if i'm not there in half an hour i'll better forget her.
I don't bother with fixing my makup, just jump into the heels, grab my coat and run out on the street to catch a cab.
Three minutes early i burst into the bar. She's sitting in the middle of the room, two guys are talking to her. I know it's a mistake what i'm about to do, but i don't care and walk up to her. Interrupting one of the guys i curtsy deep before here and with my head bowed i beg for her forgiveness. „Please, Mistress, i beg you to take me back. I'll be your slave and i'll do anything you ask of me. Please, give me another chance.“

[MissConfused]

Damn! She showed up. I was hoping she would wait until Sunday but when I listened to her call it was clear she couldn’t.
The three of us, the two guys and myself, were just getting ready to head to one of their apartments. Being the only woman in a menage~a~trois is unbelievable. I was so excited at the thought of being fucked by two men are once that my juices were flowing.

The first thing she did was bow and start some sort of babbling. I didn’t mean to be nasty with her but my mind was still racing with thoughts of two men at once. I’ve done it a few times before. I finished so weak and sore that I could barely walk. Each time I had to shower before leaving because I was covered in cum. God how I was looking forward to that again.

I told her to stand beside me and not move. I turned to my two almost lovers and explained I was having trouble with my girlfriend. I asked them for their phone numbers and promised them I would call. Perhaps I would bring my girlfriend and we can have a foursome. This seemed to appease them, they both wrote their names and numbers on a napkin and handed it to me. One of them said he expected me to call him. I told him I definitely would and I thought about leaving Zoe standing there while I left with my two new friends.

Since they seemed to doubt my story and were both very horny I thought I would give them a parting gift. I stood up and turned Zoe to me and began kissing her furiously thrusting my tongue deep into her mouth and biting her lips.
That seemed to be all my new friends could take. I leaned over and whispered into their ears “it will be much better when we are alone.”

Now what to do with Zoe. She looked horrible. Did she jump out of bed and run over here?
We went to the ladies room where she grabbed me tightly and started to cry again.
We needed to improve her appearances for what punishment I had in mind. I did my best that I could with her. I brushed out her hair and applied lipstick and eye-liner to her. Those are the only cosmetics I carry with me so that was the best we could possibly do.

We left the bar and went to a nightclub that I enjoy. It is always loud and full of people. I propped myself upon a stool at the bar. I ordered Zoe to stand next to me and look at every man in the room.
Her punishment was about to begin. I commanded her to meet and flirt with four men. She was to allow whatever they wanted. BUT she must get their name and phone number.
She is so timid! As I watched from my barstool she wondered about the club like a scared puppy. It took her almost an hour to get the four names. She handed me the numbers. Then I commanded her to point out each man and tell me his name. She must have a photographic memory for she had no trouble finding each man and telling me his name.
“Follow me to the restroom” I ordered. It was semi-crowded there. I commanded her to remove all of her clothes including her shoes. I placed her panty and bra into my purse and draped the rest of her clothes over my arm.

Zoe was standing naked and barefoot in the middle of the restroom. She was drawing stares from the others.
I told her. “You have six minutes to go out to the club and find each man you met. You are then to kiss him deeply and passionately. If he grabs you, you are to ignore it. In six minutes I will leave the bar and catch a cab home. You must complete your command on time and then decide if you are going to follow my command and come home with me.”
This time I saw panic in her eyes. Was she wondering if she made a mistake coming back to me? I grabbed the handle of the door, looked at my watch and told her your time starts now!

I went to the front of the club and waited. I stood so that I could see clearly into the club to see if she was following my commands.
YES! She was. All of the men could not resist the urge to grab her breasts and bottom. “Good” I think this should prove to be very embarrassing to her.
She knew she had a tight time constraint so she rapidly danced through crowd looking for the next man. The bouncer noticed a commotion in the club and went to investigate. I knew if he caught her she would never complete her command.
It looked as if she were running through the club searching for all four men. I looked at my watch, it had been eight minutes, I must leave. I don’t know why but I stayed two more minutes. Ten minutes were all I was going to give her. I turned and started to leave when I heard her scream “Mistress.” She was running after me. I knew she didn’t meet her time limit but she wasn’t wearing a watch so she would never know and I would never tell her.

We step outside where I gave her, her coat to put on. I don’t say a word to her while I hailed a cab. Once inside she cuddles deeply into my neck. It is clear she has had a horrible experience but she did it to please me.

Once back in my apartment I tell her to remove her coat and cuddle with me on the divan. She turns on the light and I instruct her to leave them off. We are snuggled together as two lovers would.
I told her to keep the lights off because I did not want her to see the tears flowing down my face.
I gently stroke her hair and think “I almost lost you.” No matter what punishment I inflict on her in the future I know it will not hurt near as much as the pain I experienced when I thought she was gone.

[lucy]

Once again i’m just surprised by her. I feared the worst back in that bar, like Charon ordering me to go with the two guys and give them a blowjob, or even offer them my body. But no, she took dismissed them and led me to this club. It’s loud, it’s crowded and if it weren’t for Charon i would never be here. But here i am, wondering what will follow. I don’t have to wonder for a long time, Charon instructs me to go and flirt with four guys and get their names and phone numbers.
Hmm, strange task. But also not such a big deal, not that i’m any good at flirting or hitting on guys, but it could definitely be worse. I don’t have a time frame so i take my time to pick four guys who look decent, aren’t drunk and look like they look after themselves. Once in a while i look at Charon, just to make sure she’s still there. She is, and usually i see her looking at me too, a bemused smile on her lips. I also see several guys staring at her, but she doesn’t seem to notice them. I think if i were a guy, i would be staring at her too. Oops, i’m a girl and i am doing much more than just stare at her...
I’ve no problem to talk the four guys out of their phone numbers, ending the conversation once we’re talking proves to be a bit difficult, though. Two of them seem to be genuinely nice blokes, the sort i could imagine to have a date with. The third is even more timid than me, he’s almost afraid of me. Ha! As if i’m a maneater. If he only knew that i’m just as uncomfortable here as he is. He tells me he’s here because a couple of friends dragged him out for the evening, saying he needs to meet people.
„And what are you doing here, Zoe?“ he asks. I’m tempted to reply with „I’m doing a task my Mistress has ordered me to do“ but i think it would be too much for him. All i say instead is „about the same as you, trying to figure out why i am here.“ I promise to call him (and feel a pang of remorse, because i very likely won’t) and look for the fourth guy to talk to.
This one proves to be an asshole of the grandest kind, full of himself. He more or less expects me to beg him to be allowed to go with him and let him fuck me. At least that’s the impression i get. He keeps touching me, his hand ‚accidentally’ brushes my breast and he has me back away from him until i’m against the wall, getting closer and closer. Finally i can shake him off and head back to Charon.

After pointing out the guys and telling her the names we head for the restroom. There are several girls in there, doing the usual stuff girls do in the restroom, some of them probably just powdered their noses. They take no notice of Charon and me. That is, not in the beginning. As soon as i start to strip, obeying Charons command, standing in the middle of the room, they sure start to take notice.
„Bra and panties too, and also the shoes.“ What? This is a public place, she can’t have me stark naked in here! They’ll throw me out, probably even call the cops. I look at her, but her eyes are cold and her expression is stern.
„Now!“
By now several girls are watching us, or rather they look stealthily at our reflection in the mirror. One of them turns around, crosses her arms and leans against the sink, watching me openly and with a huge grin as i unhook my bra and step out of my shoes and panties.
Charon just shakes her head when i try to cover my tits and my pussy, so i’m standing there, hands at my side, hands balled to fists, shaking all over from the shame and humiliation.
I’m so ashamed, my face is burning. But the worst is, i feel myself getting wet. I guess my pussy is already glistening, or will be in no time. That can’t be, i don’t like to stand in a restroom, completely naked, being stared at by strangers! Yet that’s exactly what happens; i’m getting aroused by the humiliation.
Then Mistress gives me instructions to go out and kiss all the four guys in six minutes and meet her at the entrance. I’m dumbfounded, i feel the my heart racing, the blood rushing to my head. Oh my, what have i gotten myself into? Is all that worth it? And where the hell is the nice, well mannered woman i was a mere two weeks ago? Is it possible to turn from a decent woman into a complete slut in a week? Into a slave who humiliates herself beyond anything she ever thought of just to appease her Mistress? Obviously it is, because the only thought that sticks to my mind is ,i must not fail, i must not disappoint Charon’.
I run through the crowd, finding the first of the guys, one of the decent ones. He’s completely taken aback when i appear in front of him and fling myself at him kissing him deeply and passionately.
I feel people touching me, but it doesn’t register with my awareness. Timig guy is next. He of course doesn’t even try to touch me, i think he’s as shocked and disturbed as i am. I give him an extra long kiss, playing my tongue over his lips. While i kiss him i feel someone’s hand on my buttock, kneading it. I guess that’s what comes with being a slut, that everyone touches your most intimate parts. Second last is the other of the decent guys. He reacts quickly, embracing me, one hand on my butt, kissing me back, but then releasing me to thank me.
That leaves Mr. Fullofhisself aka asshole. While i try to spot him i’m being groped by more guys. I try to locate Charon, but can’t see her. There is a commotion at the entrance, maybe a bouncer throwing someone out. Or coming for me? Doesn’t matter, i have no time to think. There! Asshole is staring at me. He probably knows what’s going to happen, having seen me kissing the other guys. Yeah, he’s coming towards me, a sleazy grin on his face.
He catches me with his left arm around my shoulders, pulling me close and pinning my arms between our bodies. He immediately thrusts his tongue in my mouth while he forces his free hand between my legs. He actually inserts a finger in my pussy! I just wanna die, i feel so dirty and humiliated. He breaks the kiss. „Like it, you dirty cunt? Huh?“ I want to scream ‚no, no i don’t like it, you bastard’ but he’s already kissing me again, fucking me with his finger. I try to wriggle free, but he just pulls me closer. I start to bite on his tongue. Finally, just when i taste his blood, he lets go of me. „Fucking whore! You’re a fucking cunt!“ he shouts after me when i run to the entrance, praying that i’m not late and that Charon is still waiting.
She's leaving! I scream "Mistress" at the top of my lungs, and luckily she leaves me. She looks to be both pleased and proud of me while she holds out my coat for me.

Back in her apartment we’re snuggled together. While Charon plays with my hair, all i can think of is that i’m glad i came back. I’m completely relaxed now, the happenings in the club are but a distant memory. I feel a warmth streaming through my body. And i know; here is exactly where i wanna be, here is where i belong.

There is no more doubt about that.

[MissConfused]

I continue to stroke her hair while I wonder why she left. The nightclub incident was erotic. I am proud of myself for thinking of it but I think she needs more punishment and understanding of me.

I tell her to go fetch the strapon, wrist and ankle cuffs, straps, a blindfold, a gag and my paddle. Once she hears she is to fetch the paddle fear shows in her eyes. GOOD!
Zoe is told to wait on my bed for me.
I go to the bed and place the cuffs, blindfold and gag on her. I tell her the gag is necessary because I obviously don’t understand the things she says.

I command her to lay belly down on the bed with her arms towards the headboard. I strap both of her wrists to opposing corners on the headboard. She is trapped now. “Why don’t I understand what she is saying” probably has her curiosity up. I walk around to the side of the bed and gently rub her still bruised bottom. I think to myself that I must not spank her hard this time.

“You said you like to cook” I tell her. “I have no need for the items we purchased today.”
I gently slap her butt with the paddle. She jumps more than I expected, I think it is out of fear.” I will either give them to friends or shove them down the trash chute. I spent $2000 to buy you kitchen things I thought you would like.”
I deliver the second slap of the paddle to her. This time she doesn’t jump. I think she realizes that I am going to be gentle when I paddle her bottom.
“I went shopping with you to buy you gifts I thought you would enjoy.” I deliver the third strike of the paddle.
“I only bought those items as a gift to you.” I deliver the fourth slap to her bottom. I notice it is getting red. Perhaps I need to be even gentler on her bottom.
“And after I buy you all these gifts you leave me. That is why I’ve gagged you clearly I don’t understand what you want. Do you possibly not want to be my slave?”
I deliver the fifth and final slap of the paddle.

I let her savor the sting of the paddle while I put on my strapon. Climb to your knees” I order her. She is a pretty sight. Her butt in the air while her face is trapped against the sheets.
I climb behind her and spread her legs. She is dripping wet again. I gently slide the strapon’s dildo into her. I go slowly at first because I want to see how far I can penetrate her.
Zoe’s pussy is tight and she is only able to accept three-fourths of the dildo. I laugh to myself thing “she really is a LITTLE cunt.”
I start to fuck her harder and faster with each stroke. How long have I been fucking her? I forgot to check the clock but it seems to be a long time and she is moaning in between her screams into the gag. It must be long enough I think as I climb off of her. I want her to lick the dildo clean but I would have to remove her gag and I am not going to do that.

Zoe is commanded to lower herself flat onto the bed. I grab straps and bind her ankles to both sides of the footboard. She is in a spread eagle position.
I am excited and tired. I tell her I will be back later as I slip on my robe and go fetch a glass of wine and my book. I settle into my overstuffed chair and this time I check the clock.
After slightly more than an hour I decide it is time to release my slave. I go back to the bed and remove her gag and blindfold, I want to see if she has anything to say. No she is silent. She is still in a spread eagle position so I release the straps and tell her to remove her cuffs.

“I am tired and am going to bed” I tell her. “You have three choices. You may sleep on the floor next to me, you may sleep on the bed next to me or you may leave.”

I wait to see what she will do…

[lucy]

Why doesn't she understand me? Is it so difficult to understand that i am confused about myself? That it is not that easy to turn from a normal gal into a submissive slut, into a slave who does anything to please her Mistress? In a matter of days, too? After all, she's asking for unconditional surrender. And that, in my humble opinion, is asking for a lot. Maybe more than i can give.

And as far as i know i never asked her for anything. Surely i didn't want her to buy those pans and pots, all that crap.
But no, that ain't exactly true. I begged for her forgiveness. I made a mistake, i came back, i asked for her forgiveness.

Then Mistress comes back and releases the restraints that have kept me spreadeagled on the bed. She informs me that she'll go to bed now and gives me the choice on what to do. Going home is of course no option. If she wanted me to go she would have told me so.
But does Mistress want me to lie in the bed beside her? Or is my place on the floor? I'm at a loss. But i guess if she wanted me at her side she would have said so too. Besides, lying on the floor would maybe show her that i realize that i'm her slave.
She's already lying in bed when i return from the living, room, carrying a blanket. I stretch out on the floor beside her bed. I hear her breathing, but it isn't the breathing of someone asleep.
„Mistress, i am sorry if i disappointed you. I think i just need a little bit more time. So i beg for you to be patient with me, please.“ She doesn't respond. „Good night, Mistress, sleep well.“
I hear her stir underneath the sheats.
„Come here to me, you fool, and warm my feet.“

[MissConfused]

I can only guess that she still doesn’t understand that she owns my heart. I don’t want to say I love her but everything she does affects me as I have never been affected before.

“Climb next to me” I command her. I want to feel her soft warm body. It is late and I am tired, I want her warm soft body against mine.

The next morning we awake feeling oh so refreshed. I have noticed she pretends to be domestic yet she does not want to be treated as a domestic. Too Bad! I want coffee and pastries. I instruct her that I have a shoe box full of money in one of the kitchen cabinets. It is the same cabinet in which you will find several pairs of my shoes.

“Grab whatever money you need and go to the corner deli and fetch us breakfast treats” I command her. “And fetch their fresh Columbian mix” I want a good cup of coffee to go with my breakfast.
She seems to hesitate. Does she not understand that her primary duty is to serve her mistress?

While she is gone I call Jon. He will be coming for a long weekend next week. I will have Zoe join us. I tell Jon I have a nice surprise waiting for him. Little does he know he will have two women servicing his every desire.

Finally she displays her domestic side. Breakfast and coffee is wonderful. After we are done I invite her to kneel beside me while I read the New York Times. She quickly obliges as if she were a puppy eager to gain her mistresses approval.

I think how nice next weekend will be and how delighted Jon will be having two women to serve him.
Yes as I pat Zoe’s head I think how wonderful next weekend will be…

[lucy]

The Sunday is wonderful. After breakfast i kneel beside her while she reads the newspaper. It feels so good to kneel at her feet. I can't describe how exactly i feel, and for sure i don't know why it feels good, but it does, the rest doesn't interest me.
Then she ties me up again and fucks me and then she uses my face to fuck herself, like on that first night. But this time, i don't have a problem with it. In fact I enjoy it, it makes me proud that she's using me for her pleasure. Finally i'm allowed to lick her. All in all, a wonderful Sunday, but passing much too fast.

Then it's time to go, and she orders me not to call her during the week. "I have no time during the week." When she sees my disappointed look, she adds: "But i have a big and nice surprise for you next Saturday. You will love it. Ten o'clock you will be here."
"Yes Mistress, of course i will." Then we kiss passionately and i leave.

The days, and especially the nights, drag by. Time seems to have slowed down. Finally it's Saturday, and once again i'm punctual. And also very curious about the surprise.

[MissConfused]

Sunday was wonderful! Such an emotional and erotic weekend.
Sunday morning we talk freely as Zoe kneels at my feet. Such a wonderful feeling, I hate to think what would have happened if I lost my little Zoe.
We talk about the four men she met at the nightclub. She still has their names and numbers. I instruct her to hand them to me and describe each man to me. I query “from one to four rank the men in order of which you would like to fuck.” She thinks this is silly girl talk so she tells me about each man.

They are Randy, David, Thomas and Richard. She describes Randy and David as two beautiful confident men that she would love to fuck.
Thomas is insecure and immature and very timid. She is not sure why he was at the nightclub the atmosphere obviously terrified him.
Richard is the “asshole.” Zoe says she would rather fuck a donkey than fuck Richard. “Interesting comment” I think to myself.
After Zoe leaves I will throw away Randy and David’s phone numbers.

I command Zoe to be at my apartment next Saturday at ten sharp and to bring her sexiest lingerie. She is very happy to oblige. I warn her next Saturday will be a very difficult command.

Saturday morning Zoe arrives on time. Before I open the door I throw away Thomas and Richard’s phone number, I am done with them. I tell her to get undressed and dress in her lingerie and apply makeup. “We have a very special day planned.” OH! She looks so sexy in her lingerie and makeup. I wish I could have her for myself but there are other plans for her.
I tell her this will be a difficult task; she will have three choices.
One is to complete the command as ordered, I emphasize to her that this would please me.
Two is to ask me to change places with her in the command and three is to leave.
I explain if she leaves I will never accept her back again.
I have a bag packed with all my best toys. I show this to Zoe and explain we will need them.

We head downstairs and hail a cab. Once inside I tell the driver to take us to the Westin Hotel. I notice Zoe is a little surprised. Why should we go to a hotel when I could just as easily fucked her in my apartment? I think “be still little one a big surprise awaits you.”

We arrive at the Westin and head to the suite Jon and I have rented. As we walk in there are three men, two naked and one clothed. Jon is clothed, he is beautiful in his jeans and button-down shirt. I wonder why he never modeled, he has the stunning looks of a model. I introduce Zoe to Jon my master.
The naked men are Thomas and Richard. I remind Zoe that she met them at the nightclub last Saturday night.
In the room there are also two video cameras and two digital cameras and portable lightstands.

I place the bag of toys on the bed and explain to Zoe that we are here to make a movie. She is to be the star. Thomas and Richard will be her co-stars
I grab a blindfold and a video camera and walk over to her and whisper in her ear; remember you have three choices. You may perform in the movie or you may ask to change places with me or you may leave. If you leave I will never accept you back but this movie will be made no matter who the star is.

I wait to hear Zoe’s choice…

[lucy]

I'm so excited when she orders me to put on the lingerie. I expect another weekend like last one, which had left me so happy and fulfilled and longing for more. I decided on red stockings with garters, red corsage with lacy, translucent cups. And finally a panty that leaves not much to the imagination. In fact, all it does is advertise my pussy. Well, decided is not true. My closet isn't exactly bursting with nice and sexy lingerie, so i bought it all just yesterday for the occasion and spent much more than i actually can afford.
„Beautful. Just beautiful, and very sexy. Perfect.“ She caresses my breasts through the thin material, pinching the nipples until they are hard and erect. Then she tells me that once again i will have three choices. But in fact it's only two, going home is definitely out of the question, no matter what. I tell her so, but she just raises an eyebrow and says i should wait till i know what the choices are.
Then she shows me a bag full of toys and stuff, which leaves me surprised. Why a bag? The question is answered when Charon tells me to put on my coat.

We take a cab to a hotel. Umm, i'm wondering what this is all about. We enter a large suite. I don't think i have ever seen such a big room in a hotel. And omigod, there are three men in there, two of them naked.
And... no, that can't be...
But it's true, two of the guys from the club are here, Richard the asshole and Thomas, the shy one. So that's why she wanted to talk about them. They're both stark naked. Richard is leering and, by gosh, he's stroking his penis, pointing it at me. Thomas looks much less happy, i have no idea how Charon got him here and even less how the third guy made him strip.
That third guy actually looks very handsome, like out of a after shave ad. Except that he isn't cleanshaven. He's seems to be a friend of Mistress.
Charon takes my coat and then i stand there in the lingerie, fully aware that my nipples and possibly also my pussy are clearly visible through the lace. They all stare, devouring my body with their eyes. By now i know better than to try and cover myself. I feel how my hands ball to fists, how my face blushes. And then i get aware of the equipment: Cameras, lights and tripods.

Charon leans close to me: „Remember, Zoe, you have three choices: One, you do a film, be the star in the movie. You might guess what kind of movie i am talking about. Two, I am the star of the movie. I wouldn't mind that, but I would prefer very much you starring. Three, go out that door and forget about me.“
I'm dumbfounded, again. That happens a lot recently, me being at a complete loss. Still, i'm not getting used to it. She wants me to fuck with these guys? Being filmed doing it? I swallow hard. Tears well up inside me. Finally i get aware that they're all waiting. I didn't even think about the situation, i was just standing there, numbed. „Will you be here too, Charon?“ i ask.
Charon and Jon, the handsome one at the video cam, are laughing out loud. „You're so cute, Zoe. So cute and innocent. Of course I am. I wouldn't want to miss you serving Richard and Thomas, now would I?“ She kneeds my butt, urging me forward. „Now what's your answer, will you be the star of this movie?“
I don't want to do this, not at all. But at the same time there's nothing i want to do more than please my Mistress. She looks at me, apprehensively, with a malicious smile. And then i realize that she's set that up all for me, she has organized three men, a whole filming equipment and an expensive suite just for me. I should fall on my knees, kissing her feet and thank her. Instead, i come to a decision, and i know it's the right one, and i know i will go through it and make my Mistress proud of me, even if it may get tough.
My voice is barely audible when i respond, just a hoarse whisper „Yes, Mistress, i will.“
„Good girl.“ Then she whispers in my ear that i'm responsible to make Thomas comfortable, to make sure he's not too frightened. Obviously no special attention is needed with Richard, he seems already very eager to stick his dick in all my holes. The mere thought sends a chill down my spine.

„Now show your friends your assets, they want to see what they get.“
I walk up to them, thrusting out my chest and swaying my hips, but never dare to look in their eyes. Then i'm instructed to kneel between them. Both approach me until their cocks touch my cheeks. Then Charon holds up a sign and tells me to memorize what's written on it. Charon and Jon start filming, while i start playing my role. Except it's not a role and i'm no actress.
The first two takes i mess up completely, stuttering and stumbling over the words. The third seems to be perfect, judging from Charons reaction.
„I am Zoe. I'm a cockhungry slut. That's why my Mistress has brought me here, to serve these two cocks. I'm proud to obey my Mistress' commands.“ Then i turn my head and kiss first Richards and then Thomas' penis.

[MissConfused]

OH MY GOD! Zoe agreed to do the movie! I am so excited and proud of her. I thought she would back out and ask me to change places with her, but she didn’t. OH MY GOD! I just can’t believe it.

Jon and I had planned the scenes in advance so we know what we want her to do and say, that is except for the moans, she will improvise that. One special thing we tell her is her safe-word. If anything ever hurts too much or gets too intense she is to say “daffodil” and we will stop the scene.

Zoe is fantastic in her first scene. She seems to be a natural at playing with a cock. I don’t tell her that because I don’t want to make her mad but she is very talented.
It is time to move onto the second scene. I really expect her to use her safe-word in this scene, it will get very intense!
We begin filming. We instruct Thomas and Richard to bind her wrists together and tie her wrists to the top of the bed. Then they are to cuff each of her ankles and tie them to opposing posts of the footboard. She looks like an upside-down ‘Y’ in this position.
They are then to kneel at either side of her head and begin to fuck her mouth and face. Richard can’t wait to begin. He is crowding Thomas out of the shot. Zoe notices this and turns to him and whispers “I love you.” This seems to wake Thomas up and he is soon rubbing his cock on Zoe’s face and thrusting it into her mouth.
As if on cue both of them cum at the same time shooting cum all over Zoe’s face and into her mouth! This part of the scene is done. Both men go to wipe off their cocks while Zoe remains tied to the bed. I start to wipe the cum off of her face but Jon says to leave it there.

Now comes the second part of this scene. I bend over and whisper in Zoe’s ear “don’t forget your safety-word daffodil if this becomes too painful.” I see a terrified look in her face and I expect her to use her word right now but she doesn’t.

I fetched two riding crops out of my bag. Jon explains the scene to everyone. Thomas and Richard are to whip Zoe’s pussy and breasts with the riding crops BUT they are to be gentle slaps. We want Zoe to be able to endure the pain.
We begin filming. I am filming Zoe’s face and breasts being careful to pay attention to her mouth. If she calls out her safety-word I will have the men stop immediately. I know this is very painful but Zoe never utters her word. There are a river of tears flowing down her face. She must be in intense pain but she will not quit. After several minutes Jon says “cut” and the men stop although I notice Richard gives one last painful slap to her pussy. What an asshole! I wish I could whip his cock!

The rest of the movie is the standard fare for a porn movie. In one special scene we place a collar and bridle on Zoe. Then strap her knees to her wrists with about two feet of play on the strap. She is then placed on her hands and knees and ordered to prance around the suite as a pony. Our actors take their riding crops and slap her bottom a few times. Once again I notice Richard is slapping harder than I think is necessary.

After three hours of filming and photos Jon decided it is time for the final scene.
He instructs Richard to lay on his back and has Zoe mount his cock. She is told to lean forward and kiss Richard but she is to remain in that position.
Thomas is commanded to enter her from behind. She will have Richard’s cock in her pussy and Thomas’ cock in her ass. This time I notice pure panic on Zoe’s face. Although she has been sodomized several times during the filming she has never had both fuck her at the same time.
I whisper to her “safety-word.” This time I hope she will use it. Zoe climbs atop Richard’s cock and slides it in quickly. She is so wet and lubed by now anything would slide into her without restraint. She then leans forward and kisses Richard while Thomas climbs onto the bed behind her.
At first Thomas won’t do it. I tell him Zoe has a safety-word she can use at anytime. I encourage to mount Zoe and he does!
She lets out a painful cry and begs for help, she begs them to stop, but she never mutters her safety-word so the scene continues. Both men fuck her furiously. I take my camera to the front. I want to film Zoe’s face. She is in agony! Tears are running down her face and she keeps muttering “please stop” but she never uses her safety-word. She looks over at me and stares directly into my camera. I whisper to her “safety-word” but she shakes her head ‘no.’
Finally both men stop fucking her. I know they didn’t cum because Zoe had drained them of their cum hours ago.
I think we are finally done when Jon says “let’s shoot it again but have the men change positions.” I stare at him with fire in my eyes. Zoe is finished she has had enough! It is time to quit but Zoe mutters “okay!”
We film the scene again with Thomas on the bottom and Richard on top. When we are finished I notice Jon still has something in mind. I grab his hand and drag him to the parlor. “Enough I yell at him, she has done everything without once using her safety word!” Jon reluctantly agrees but he does have her tied spread eagle on her back while the men shower and he and I pack up her gear. She is there for about forty-five minutes. I notice she is falling asleep occasionally. As Thomas and Richard start to leave I notice there is still a look of shame on Thomas’ face. Richard is a different story, he is proud of his performance and reaches over and squeezes Zoe’s breasts one last time.
Jon becomes furious at this and grabs Richard by the wrist and drags him out the suite.

The movie is over, how can I reward Zoe for her performance?
Jon says he is very proud of her “I am a lucky mistress to have such an obedient slave” he tells me.

I draw up a hot bubble bath and have Zoe sit in front of me in the tub while I gently wash her back and lean forward and kiss her neck and shoulders. I whisper in her ear “I love you.” This time I truly mean it.

[lucy]

I'm drenched in cum, sweat and my own juices when it seems to be over. Finally. I'm tied to the bed, spreadeagled, my abused and swollen pussy lips parted, my pussy open and exposed. I couldn't care less, after all they have done to me and with me, being exposed and stared at is the least of my concerns. In the beginning it was easy enough. Disgusting, of course, but at least it didn't hurt. They started with fucking my mouth, both of them at the same time. Thomas needed encouragement, but when he got into it he was sweet and gentle. Richard was, well, he was just an asshole. No surprise there. Then both shot their cum all over my face and my breasts. It was so humiliating, to lie there, cum running over my face while they all stood around me, watching and filming me.

Then they began whipping my breasts and pussy. It hurt, it was all pain, even when they were told to go easy. And then i realized that i was aroused by the situation. Although the pain was bad, the sensations were not entirely unpleasant. I tried to figure out what was pleasant. Maybe it was the notion that they both wanted me, that my naked body made them horny, to feel that i was desirable. Seeing Charon smile at me helped a lot too. 'I must not disappoint my Mistress' shot through my head. So i never considered to use the safe word. I was determined to go through this ordeal, no matter what.

After that it was fucking and sucking and then all of that again but with positions changed and then we all had a break. I was given a can of coke and a chocolate bar and i needed both. I was kneeling on the floor sitting on my heels beside Charon. She stroked my head. „You're such a good girl, you're doing great. But we're not through yet, you know. Just remember to use the safeword. Nobody will be mad if you use it.“ I don't know what to reply, so i just kiss her hand.

Then i was instructed to get on the bed, head and chest on the sheets, butt stuck up in the air, legs spread. I have never felt so exposed in my life, my pussy and butt are on full display. And i'm beginnen to enjoy it! They take a couple of close ups while i play with myself until i cum. „Now fuck your asshole, using first one finger, then two. And make sure you prepare it well, or it will hurt when they fuck it.“ What? Fuck my asshole? Nobody has ever done that, i usually didn't even allow a lover to play around it with a finger, let alone stick his penis in. That's so humiliating. Tears flow again. But by now i've gone so far i don't think about quitting anymore. If this is what i have to do to please Charon, that's what i'll do. I use my own juices as a lubrificant and press my index finger against my anus, working it slowly in. I start to fuck myself. The stretching feels strange, but not entirely unpleasant. Working the second finger in is a bit painful and leaves my almost panicking when i think about the size of Richards penis. Finally Charon seems to be satisfied, and to my great relief she orders Thomas to fuck my ass first. He's gentle, taking his time to work his penis in. He fucks me slowly, enjoying every second, telling me how great it is to use my ass. At last he shoots his cum deep inside me, collapsing on top of me. Next is Richard. No gently working in this time. He brutally assaults my butt, leaving me screaming in agony. I beg him to stop, to have mercy but he just pounds harder, his balls slapping against my thighs. I try to remember the safeword, but i've forgotten what it was. Some flower is all i remember. Daisy? Dandelion? When i finally remember it's already over, with a last powerful thrust Richard buries his penis in my ass and cums.

The next scene brings more whipping. They whip my butt while i have to play a pony. I think that's just ridiculous, but i'm not asked for my opinion. The whipping is not too bad. Dunno whether i already get used to it or whether i'm numb by all the fucking and whipping. I notice, however, that Richard is whipping me much harder than Thomas. At last i'm instructed to mount Richard, lean forward and kiss him so Thomas can fuck my ass. I'm terrified. Two man inside me at the same time? I hesitate, but when Charon whispers „remember the safeword, Zoe“ i just shake my head and climb on top of Richard. Thomas hesitates too, though. He only goes ahead when Mistress tells him that i can end the scene at any time. I also encourage him, telling him that i want him to do it. Which is not the whole truth, but by now i'm not only terrified but also a bit curious how it feels to be penetrated by two cocks at the same time. It doesn't feel good, not at all. I feel like i'm being teared apart, at least in the beginning. It gets better after a minute or two. Charon is filming my face, urging me to use my safeword. But by now my pride just wont allow me to use it. I shake my head. She wanted me to do this, so that's what she's going to get. But i'm still glad when it's over. I think we're done for the day, well, i am done for the day, that's for sure. Then i hear Jon and Charon talking and arguing. They want to do the same scene again, but with me riding Thomas and Richard fucking my asshole. Charon doesn't want me to do it, though. Or at least she says so, but i got the impression she would love to see me do it. „It's okay“ is all i say.
This time it's even worse. Richard is definitely a sadist, enjoying my pain and agony, but at least i get to kiss Thomas. I concentrate on our kissing and almost manage to forget about the pain in my butt.

And then, all of a sudden, it's over, i'm tied spreadeagled to the bed while Richard and Thomas take a shower and Jon and Charon put away the filming equipment. I don't really realize all that, i'm so exhausted i drift in and out of sleep. Richard squeezes my tit hard on his way out, but he is jerked away and scowled at immediately by Jon. Charon sits at my side, smiling down at me while she unties me. I'm barely able to walk to the bathroom so Charon supports me. I feel the cum running down my legs, my pussy and ass are on fire.
In the bathtub, Charon gently washes me, kissing my neck. „I love you“ she whispers in my ear. And it is then that i know that it was all worth it. I start crying while Charon washes my breasts, gently rubbing them. „Mistress, may i ask you something?“
„Sure, sweetheart.“
„Who is Jon? Is he your... errrm, i mean, is he your lover?“
She hesitates for a moment. „Yes, he is, in a way. Is that a problem?“
Now it's my turn to hesitate and think. „Not as long as you love me, Mistress.“
Bye now she's sponging my pussy and to my big surprise i am getting aroused again.
„You know, Mistress, i'm a bit surprised that for all that fucking and sucking i didn't come often. Actually only once, when i played with myself.“
„You were not supposed to, Zoe. This was a movie about you serving those two guys, not the other way round. But if you want to cum for me, I'm sure we can do something about it.“ We both giggle and then i feel her soft touch on my clit and it doesn't take her long to make me cum.
Later, after some sleep in the bed, Charon orders dinner to the suite and we eat and after that we go to bed. And although i'm tired as a dog i find myself between Charons legs, enjoying the sweet taste of her pussy. I lick her very gently, taking my time to play with her until she cums.
„You've been such a good girl and you have made me very proud. What can i do for you to reward you?“ she asks me when we're lying in the dark afterwards, holding each other. I think for a long time, but i'm already rewarded more than i ever could have hoped for. „Just love me, Mistress.“

[MissConfused]

We spend a longtime in the bath. Jon wanted to film us but I told him Zoe had been exposed enough. I ask him to bribe room-service into putting fresh linens on the bed. The sheets there were horribly stained.

While he was gone Zoe and I talked about her movie. She had gone through a horrible experience just to please me. I felt very warm about this. I needed to please her, I hoped she wasn’t too sore. When I reached around and started to rub her clit I expected her to push me away. Instead she spread her legs as far as possible in the tub. I felt the warmth of a lover when she finally came and leaned back against me.

Jon was successful in getting fresh linens for the bed. It looked so fresh and inviting it was hard to remember what had occurred there just an hour ago. Zoe climbed under the comforter while I told Jon good-bye. He had to fly back to Boston as I already knew he did. I apologized that I didn’t have any time to serve him. He smiled and said I served him far better than I realized. He instructed me to tell Zoe she is a perfect slave and then he left to catch a cab to the airport.

I snuggle nest to Zoe and answer her question from earlier; “Jon is my master. It is my duty to serve him. If you had chosen not to do the movie today he would have commanded me to take your place.”
Zoe seems a little surprised that I have a master. I explain to her that I love to serve someone powerful and I ensure her that Jon is very powerful.
We both fall asleep…

When I awake I am famished. Outside of soda-pop and candy bars we had eaten nothing that day. We ordered a feast from room service. I make sure we include several deserts.
When dinner arrives I am feeling more playful than hungry. I surprised Zoe when the little girl in me breaks out and I start a food fight. Somehow we did manage to eat in between throwing food at each other and wrestling. We are both covered in food.
Off to the shower we go taking turns washing each other. Several times I slide down her belly with my tongue and lick her between the legs. She does the same to me.

Finally after a longggg hot shower we are done. We both dry off and head back to bed. I am aroused and wish to make love to Zoe but I know that she is too tired from her long day.
We embrace as lovers do, face to face and kiss passionately for a long time. Then Zoe pushes away from me and slides down my belly coming to rest between my legs. I scream as she brings me to a crashing orgasm.
Finally she returns to embrace me. I whisper once again that I love her and ask her what I can do to reward her for today. Finally we both slip off into a long night’s sleep.

The next morning I am invigorated and excited as I have not been in a long time. Zoe doesn’t have any clothes with her. The only thing she wore to the hotel is her lingerie with a coat over it and the lingerie is torn and disgustedly covered in cum.
I want to go to brunch downstairs. I ask her if she is willing to go to brunch wearing nothing but her coat. She is excited at the idea!
Over brunch we talk about a thousand things but we never bring up yesterday.
I tell her I have a brilliant idea, something that will make me very happy. After we checkout of the hotel and schlep all of our stuff back to my apartment let’s go Shop-PING!

For some reason she seems a little hesitant but I explain to her I want to see her model all sorts of clothes and I want to purchase for her only the best. She realizes this will make me happy so she agrees.
On the ride back to my apartment I tell her of all the clothes I wish to buy her. I am so excited.
I also lean over and whisper to her “let’s look for a sexy maid’s outfit for you. My apartment will need cleaning next weekend.”
I look for her response to this but don’t see any.

I truly do love her and will do anything to make her love me but I still need to remind her she is my slave…..

[lucy]

As soon as all the equipment is put away (by me, of course), Charon heads out the door again. I was just a little bit hoping she would offer me some clothes, since i am still naked beneath the coat. But i guess i must be grateful that she allows me to button it... Anyway, it actually makes me feel sexy. And my sore pussy can do with some fresh air too.
While hurrying after her i think of how she gleamed when she told me about the shopping. Seems to be something she really loves to do. For me it was always more of a duty than a pleasure. But then again, i never had enough money to really go out do some serious shopping. Maybe it’s different if you can just buy anything, regardless of the price.

In the cab she keeps on talking about the maid’s outfit. I’m already picturing myself doing household chores, wearing a super short black skirt, white apron and black blouse with puffy short sleaves. And feel the blood pooling between my legs... Once again i’m amazed what has become of me in a matter of a few weeks. Charon must have opened some locked up part of my personality, something that has been there all the time. I think it’s not wrong to call that side of me „the sexcrazed slut part“. What worries me a bit is the question of how big that part turns out to be and if there will be something left of the „old“ Zoe. But now’s not the time to brood over such things. Now’s the time to enjoy being with my Mistress.

When i get out of my thoughts we’ve already arrived at our destination. It’s a costume shop. Inside, Mistress asks for maid’s outfits and has me put on several of them. I’m parading up and down the aisle every one i change. Most of them are rather regular, but some are very sexy, and two are just plain skimpy. I already have a hunch which we will buy...
„Those two, put them on another time and show them off.“ I obey and once again i walk through the shop. The shop assistant has come over again and is now standing beside Charon.
„Come here, Zoe and turn around. Now bend over as if you’re vacuuming.“ I’m fully aware that this will expose my butt and also my pussy and feel the blood shoot to my face.
„Perfect. We take this one, ma’am. She will wear it now, so just remove the price tags and give us a bag for her coat, please.“
While Charon pays i look at my reflection in a mirror. Uh oh, does she really want me to go out wearing THAT? The dress goes only a couple of inches beneath my crotch and the blouse is rather translucent.
„C’mon, slave, we’ve got a tight schedule!“ she chuckles, handing me the bag with my coat.
„Now of course a real maid should be walking a couple of steps behind her Mistress. But that would mean I would miss how you’re looked and stared at, and how guys turn their heads when they walk past you. So you go ahead.“
She’s right. The sidewalk is full of shoppers, and i draw stares. Once again i feel humiliated and embarassed. But then i stare at the guys myself, especially at those who are with their girlfriends or wives. It’s funny to see them trying to look at me without their partners to notice, and most of them fail miserably. I can clearly imagine how Charon enjoys all that. I smile at the thought and intensify the swaying of my hips. I hear someone whistle and when i turn my head to look it’s her with a broad grin.
We get to a lingerie store and she directs me in. The next half hour is spent with looking for sexy panties, bustiers, garters, bras, corsets and so on.
She makes a preselection and sends me to the changing room to try it all on, instructing me to get out with every piece and show it to her. Then she takes a seat right in front of the changing room.
First item is a crotchless panty and a matching bra that leaves the nipples uncovered. I’m aware that this leaves nothing to the imagination of any onlooker when i step out of the changing room. Several other customers look at me, some of them shaking their head in disapproval, others smiling and admiring me. Mistress seems to like it.
„Yes, we take that, I like it when you’re accessible.“
Next come several bustiers, most of them transparent. She picks two. When i change into the next thing, a crotchless bodystocking, i hear commotion. I get out to see a shop assistant telling Mistress that it’s not allowed to try on the lingerie naked, for hygienic reasons.
„My slave is clean, ma’am. Aren’t you, slave?“
„Yes Mistress, i thouroughly washed and shaved myself this morning, as you ordered me to do“ i reply. The assistant looks at me, shocked.
„See, no problem. But ok, if you’re so concerned, we just buy it all, don’t worry.“
„Hurry, girl, get dressed and hand me that catsuit.“
When i am dressed in my maid’s outfit and join Charon at the counter the assistant is deeply blushed and confused, looking from me to Charon.

The last shop we enter is a large shoe shop. Charon gets hold of a young male assistant and tells him we’re looking for stilettos and would like him to bring several. He hurries away, already a bit intimidated by our appearance.
„You sit here and let him help you. And I want him to get a good look beneath your skirt. Spread your legs. Further, slave.“
„Yes Mistress.“
The clerk comes back with a pile of shoe boxes and crouches in front of me. First he’s all busy with helping me to get into a ridiculously high stiletto. But finally he notices that my pussy is on full display and does his best to look as if he didn’t notice. He’s blushing a bit, though.
Charon chimes in, saying he should look as much as he wanted, since i have to get used to being looked at.
I’m a bit sorry for the bloke, but to my surprise he actually takes on her offer and stares directly at my pussy for some time. And then, to my even bigger surprise, he says „you know, you should spread your legs further so your lips part.“ Charon explodes in laughter while it’s my turn to blush.
„You heard him, Zoe.“
I spread my legs further. „Better now, sir?“
„Yep. Thanks.“ He grins at me.
When we finally decide for a pair of ridiculously high stilettos Charon asks the guy whether he has a couple of minutes to spare.
„Yes, I got my break as soon as we’re finished here.“
„You head that, Zoe? I think that would be a perfect opportunity to properly thank him for his exceptionally good service.“
I stare at her, not understanding a word of what she says.
„I think she would really like to join you in your break and give you a blowjob. Isn’t that true, slave?“
I look at her, then at him and back at her again. Oh well, now she’s pimping me, or what? But then again, i’ve done worse yesterday, the guy looks ok and seems to be nice and it’s another chance to make my Mistress proud of me.
„Yes Mistress, that’s true.“
Charon is not satisfied yet, tho. „Well, then ask him properly if he allows you to express your gratitude.“
I cringe at the thought. Not enough that i have to suck this guy off, she actually wants me to beg him to allow me. „Sir, please allow me to give you a blowjob for your service. I would be honored.“
He grins broadly. „Yes, of course.“
Charon pays for the shoes and he leads us to a backroom, closes and locks the door and leans against a table. I don’t need any instructions, get on my knees and open his zipper. Then i suck him off with Mistress watching us. When he finally comes she pulls me back enough to have him shoot most his cum over my chest. She orders me to lick him clean. As soon as that’s done she heads for the door.
„I hope you enjoyed it. Now let’s go, slave. Good bye!“
We head out onto the curb to hail a cab. Back at her place i kneel at her feet and give her feet a massage.
„Thank you for all that nice clothes, Mistress. I’ll do my best so you can enjoy me when i wear them.“
„Yes, I know that you’ll do your best. Like you did yesterday and today. You’ve been a very good girl and you have made me very proud.“
And then, at last, i find the courage to ask her a question that was bothering me all day.
„Mistress, may i ask what happens with that movie you made yesterday?“

[MissConfused]

Zoe is such a good slave. No matter what I did to humiliate her she obeyed. EXCELLENT!
I was surprised she begged the clerk at the shoe store for permission to give him a blowjob. I was especially concerned that he was too young. He looked like he was still in high school. I’m sure he must have been eighteen. I knew he wouldn’t refuse Zoe’s begging. I was sure he was going to go to the bathroom and jerk-off after the show Zoe gave him.

I still laugh at the attention Zoe draws as she walks down the street in her maid’s costume. It is only right that she should draw such admiration, she is a gorgeous creature.

Ahhh the foot message feels so good. My feet are tired from all the walking we did today. I start to slip off into a nap when Zoe asks me about the movie.
“Jon will edit all the video from the cameras into one movie. I have all the still shots from the digital camera.
Once we have compiled them into one movie and one photo album we will decide what to do with them. We have a circle of friends with whom we always swap movies and albums. I am sure at the very least we will share them with our friends. If we decide the movie is good enough we will post it on various BDSM sites.
I think we will find the movies to be good enough to post.
You are about to become a BDSM porn star…”

[samzum]

Zoe A STAR !!!!! can't wait :-) mmmmmm

[lucy]

Zoe A STAR !!!!! can't wait :-) mmmmmm

Oh well, nobody's asking me, i reckon... err, i mean Zoe. Damn split personality

[lucy]

A porn star? A PORN STAR??? No, no way i'm gonna be a porn star. She can't post that move on the internet, for every sleazy scumbag to watch. And probably not only watch, but masturbate watching it too.
Yuck. Yuck! YUCK!
I feel degraded and humiliated and used by the mere thought. What if somebody sees me who knows who i am?
„No Mistress, please do not put them on the net, i beg you.“
„Why not? You've been beautiful, you were great, you should be proud of your performance.“
„But... but, people might know me. I mean, some might recognize me.“
„Of course, that's possible. As a matter of fact, that would be great, if some recognized you and said so on this sites. Makes it more realistic, you know.“ She looks at me with a smile and i see she's dead serious, she really means what she's saying.
„Besides, whether the movie and the pics will be posted is entirely our decision. You are not asked about your opinion.“
„I see“ i mutter, my head bowed, tears welling up. I'm being fucked by Mistress and Jon. Fucked, abused and exploited. She pulls me up unto the couch where i bury my face between her breasts. I'm sobbing silently, my body is shaking. Charon caresses my head, holding my tight.
She's whispering softly. „I know you liked doing that movie, or at least most of it. And you really should be proud of it. You are beautiful, sexy, adorable, obedient, eager to please. In short, you're a perfect slave. Be proud of that. Be proud of showing what a good slave you are. And let others share your pleasure.“
She kisses me on the head. „And you know, that's you in that movie. That's not somebody else, it was inside you all the time. I just opened the door to that part of you and let it out, but it was not me who made you a slave. Leave that shell that has hold you for much too long. And be proud of yourself. Just like I am proud of you too.“
I need to think but can't, it's all confusion in my head. I'm disgusted and shocked and ashamed, yet at the same time i feel that she is right. I need to think it all over, get to terms with it.
„Mistress, may i ask you for a favour? Please tie me to the bed and give me some time to think about all that.“
She chuckles. „If you want to be tied up to be able to think, then maybe that's already the answer to most of your questions.“ Now i have to smile too. She's probably right. „But I'm the last to deny you being tied up.“
We go to the bedroom, where she orders me to get naked and place cuffs on my ankles and wrists. She takes some kind of iron bar out of the closet, with rings on each end and locks the ankle cuffs to it. Next she cuffs my wrists to the bar too, behind my back, forcing me to arch my back and then she hogties me. Next she places a collar on my neck, attaches a leash to a ring in the front, then between my legs and to the collar again on my neck. She neatly places the leash between my labia and pulls it very tight. The final step is a blindfold and earmuffs. „Just to make sure you're not distracted in your thinking. I don't gag you so you can call me if something's wrong.“
Then i'm alone. After a while my mind gets clear and i can really think about it all. It's funny, how free i feel when in fact i'm tied and can't move an inch. I'm able to put out all my feelings, thoughts, anxieties and worries. It's like drawing a mind map. And i can also analyse most of what i see and i guess she's right; Zoe the slut has always been there but has been locked away. I remember how i enjoyed giving my boyfriends blowjobs, kneeling in front of them. I also realize that i obey Charons' commands not only because i want to please her, but simply because i want to obey her. It feels right, to follow each of her commands It's that easy. I love to obey her, to please her. I love to be her slave. I'm a slave.

I don't know how long she leaves me to myself, it must have been quite long, because my growling stomach reminds me that even as a slave there are some basic needs that need to be met. But before i can call her, i hear her entering the bedroom and sit on the bed beside me, taking off the earmuffs.
„Did you have enough time to think, slave?“
„Yes, Mistress. Thank you.“
„Fine. I ordered something to eat. Until it's delivered, I'll use you as my fucktoy.“
„Yes, Mistress. Thank you for using me.“ Saying that feels right. Finally it feels right to be her fucktoy. Because that's what i am: Her fucktoy, her slave, her pet, her servant ... i am anything and everything she wants me to be.

[MissConfused]

Zoe is afraid of someone seeing her on the internet?? Of course she will be seen on the internet. Did I forget to tell her we belong to a BDSM online society. Everyone posts videos on the site. I’ve been posted there once myself.
With her fantastic performance I am sure her video will be viewed hundreds of times and downloaded almost as often.
I explain this to her but it only seems to upset her more!
I also explain to this is a website you must subscribe to. The annual fee is high enough that only true BDSM enthusiasts subscribe. Anyone watching her will be excited by her excellent performance.

As for someone masturbating to her video; I remind her two weeks ago she was standing naked in the window watching three men masturbate to her beauty she was proud then.
“Do you only want people to masturbate to you when you can watch them?” I ask her.

“So she wants to be bound?” Well I will be glad to oblige. After all it has been a long a day, a long weekend. I relish some time to myself.

She seemed to enjoy being hogtied last time so I do so again maybe too rough but she hasn’t complained. I know she must be sore from her weekend so I leave her gag off. I inform her she is to tell me if the binds become too tight.
“WHAT am I doing! I have become too soft on the slave!” I think to myself and bind her even tighter yet she never asks for mercy. GOOD!

I grab a glass of wine and settle into my chair to read for a while…
Good gosh I fell asleep! How long have I left Zoe bound?
TWO HOURS! I must go release her! But first I order us dinner. She can wait ten minutes more. I finally get my sushi. I have been craving it for weeks. I hope Zoe likes it, I have ordered enough for three people and of course mochi balls for desert yumm…

“So have you had time to think about your position and our relationship” I ask of her. She replies “yes” good I know I will enjoy my Zoe very much.
It will be a half and hour before the food is delivered and my pussy is becoming wet looking at her hogtied on the bed.
I shed my pants and climb in front of her face. “Eat me” I order my slave and she does so with an excellent tongue. “Is she enjoying this as much as I do” I wonder.

Finally after our feast it is time for Zoe to leave. I remind her I want her here promptly at ten next Saturday, my apartment needs cleaning. “And don’t forget your maids uniform!” I remind her as she walks out of the door.
Well she is doing so good. I think it is time to introduce her to terror.
“Wait till next Saturday my Zoe I will force you into terror you have never experienced before…”

[lucy]

Another week drags by. At least the days at work are busy and i don't have time to think of Charon or last weekend or that movie. On two evenings i go to the gym and get home dog tired and fall to sleep as soon as i hit the bed. Wednesday i meet friends, but i find myself sunken in thoughts and more than once one of my friends has to nudge me to get me back to reality.
"What's up with you?" asks Nicole as we walk the couple of blocks to her place. "Are you ok?"
"Umm, yeah, i am ok." Once we reach her place she drags me in for a tea 'and a talk between best friends' as she puts it.
When we're seated she asks me again whether i'm ok and then it all flows out of me, every detail. She doesn't seem to be shocked. Not even when i tell her that the movie will be uploaded to the internet and just about everybody will be able to watch it. She just looks at me, intrigued.
"Wow, this Charon must be one hell of a wicked woman, hehehe. And she is also a very happy woman to have such a good slave. And i think you're just as lucky to have met her."
"You know, Nicole. I'm indeed happy, i'm fulfilled. I'm kinda... well, whole, complete."
We look at each other and then i kiss her softly and after a moment of hesitation she kisses me back and then we kiss passionately exploring each others mouth. Then we both break the kiss and start laughing.
"I wanted to do that for a long time, and i'm glad we did" i say "but i'm afraid it's not going any further. I'm owned, you know."
"I know, it's ok" responds Nicole. "I only regret that i didn't see you in your maid's outfit, i bet you're hot in that. I wish for you that you and Charon have much fun together, for a long time. But if you ever feel the need to serve someone else, I could use a maid too."
On my way i'm so happy i start to cry. I finally know who i am, have found a Mistress who lets me serve her and gives me exactly what i want and my best friend fully supports me.

Then it's finally Saturday and time to go to Charon again. Once again i get up early to have enough time to bath and shave and generally make myself as presentable as can be. I'm a little black dress with a plunging neckline both in front and in the back. The one in the back is so deep it actually exposes the top of my buttcrack. Charon picked that dress and said "with that you'll be the center of attention at every party". Even if i don't know whether we go to a party i think it cannot hurt to dress as sexy as possible.
Then i pack the maid's uniform and head out of the door.
Once again i'm knocking on her door at exactly the time she told me too. 'What awaits me today?' goes through my head when Mistress opens the door.

[MissConfused]

It was a slow week so I flew to Boston to spend time serving Jon and watching our new movie. “We have make another movie sometime soon.” “We will I promise but this time I will let her pick her two partners.” Maybe two men or a man and a woman or two women, who knows.

I ask Jon if he thinks Zoe is ready for the cocoon? He is not quite sure. The cocoon is terrifying. I have only done it twice but thought I would die each time.
“I’m going to try it with her” I decide.
The cocoon is terrifying. Master places both of your legs into one leg of a pair of pantyhose with your arms to your side. The hose is stretched so tight that it is difficult to even move your feet. Your knees and legs are forced tightly together.
Then master pulls the second pair of hose down over your head and to your waste. The hose stretches tightly across your mouth and face. Opening your mouth to breath is difficult but still can be done.
With your arms trapped next to your sides the other legs of the hose are wrapped around your waist and tied together. Movement is impossible. All you can do is wiggle to try and get free, and PANIC!

Saturday morning arrives and Zoe is on time. Of course I have her change into her maid’s costume right away. Then I place the locking leather belt on her and lock her left wrist to the belt. She seems a little surprised that I would lock the belt on her again.

I haven’t finished my coffee yet so I enjoy it with a biscuit while watching Zoe clean the kitchen.
Then it is time for me to go shopping. I ask her if there is anything she would like for lunch. “Anything will do” she tells me so it will be meats and cheeses and breads for lunch again.
Before I leave I remind her to be sure and empty the trash. I have purposely filled the cans to overflowing during the last two weeks. “Oh” I tell her she will have to take the trash on the elevator to the basement. Someone (I wonder who…) forced an old chair into the trash chute and now it is out of order. Carrying the trash to the dumpster in the basement is the only way to dispose of it.
“Oh, and don’t forget to wash the windows.” With that I leave.

After a few hours I return with my purchases. I tell Zoe it is time for lunch again but this time I remove her belt and wrist cuff. I want her to have a pleasant lunch.
While she is eating I pull two pair of extra large queen-sized black tights out of a bag.

“Come I tell her it is time to play.” I instruct her to strip off all of her clothing and tell her we are going to play a game called “cocoon.”
She is curious at first as I open the first pair of hose and instruct her to put them on with both of her legs in one leg of the tights. Zoe does exactly as told and is having difficulty standing as her feet and legs are forced tightly together.
I help her to sit on the floor while I open the second pair of hose. “Place your arms at your side” she is instructed as I pull the second pair of hose over her head and down to her waist. She now realizes she can not see through the black tights and is tightly trapped. I notice she is breathing rapidly. I lean over and tell her to control her breathing or she will pass out. As the last step I take the other two legs of the hose and wrap them around her waist and tie them tight.
Zoe is now stuck in a cocoon. I can she is starting to panic. Her breathing is very rapid and she is trying hard to get free of her cocoon. “Please release me” is all she says at first. Then her cries turn to demands to release her and finally begging to be released.

I ignore all of her pleas. I am enjoying watching her squirm and listening to her cry while I enjoy my wine and book. Finally after an hour I decide it is time to release her. I warn her to lie very still as I will be cutting the tights loose with a pair of scissors and I would truly hate to cut her.
Once she is finally free she curls into a tight ball and sits on the carpet staring at me for a long time.

Finally I command her to come onto the divan and place her head on my lap. She does as she is told but still does not talk. While stroking her I can feel her hair is still wet with perspiration. “Go shower” I command her “and come back to me naked once you are clean.”
When she returns I have her sit at one end of the divan while I place my head on her lap and stretch out for a nap. “Wake me at five o’clock sharp” I command her. I need a nap, we have a busy night ahead.

I am awakened exactly at five. I wonder if she has been sitting there still and wide awake for the last two hours. It doesn’t matter as she woke me promptly at five as ordered.

“My slave you are free for the evening!” I explain I want her to put on her black dress and let me apply her makeup. I change into a similar dress but without the deeply plunging neckline.

I want to test her loyalty. I tell her we are going club-hopping. I know we will definitely be approached by numerous men. Especially Zoe as erotically hot as she looks tonight. I think I would rather walk into the clubs with her wearing a collar and leash and I holding onto the leash. I want to brag to all about my slave.

But we are going clubbing. In the cab I explain to her she may leave at any time and go home with any man she meets or if she is tired she may just go home. Tonight is girl’s night and we are out to have fun and maybe find a man to explore for the night.
She is told there will be no penalty for anything she chooses. I also tell her she is VERY welcome to come home with me at the end of the night where we will forget domme/slave and just be two lovers. I hope that is the choice she will make but she is free to do as she pleases.

The driver drops us of at the first club…

[lucy]

Eeww, that was bad, being stuck in that hose. Real bad. But it's over and now i'm sitting here, Charons head rests on my lap and she's asleep. I gently stroke her hair, feeling privileged to serve her as a cushion. I need to pee but i must not wake her before five. I think about us, how she smiled at me when i asked her why she locked my hand to the belt when i could clean her apartment much better without that. „Think about it“ was all she said. Hmm, dunno. Maybe she wants me to realize that i'm her slave every time i want to use that hand. If that's it, it certainly does the trick.
Just like carrying the trash down to the basement reminded me of who and what i am. Of course i hoped i wouldn't meet anyone, but of course i did. And of course i was embarassed by their stares.

Finally it's five and i wake her. We get ready for a girl's night out as she tells me. Club-hopping. Duh. Meet Zoe, the world's worst club-hopper. And does she really think i'll go anywhere else tonight than her apartment? Heck, if i was asked, we wouldn't have left her apartment in the first place.
We head out and soon arrive at the first club. There's quite a line of people waiting, but two sexy girls seems to be exactly what they're looking for so the bouncer lets us in immediately. Inside, we head for the bar. I'm aware that the guys are staring at my back, or rather, my butt, since it is half exposed in the dress i wear. „They want you, Zoe. Look how horny they stare at you“ says Charon. As if i needed to be reminded.
We don't have a chance to buy drinks, as soon as we hit the bar, the first bloke buys Daiquiris. Then we hit the dancefloor and it's flirting and dancing until Charon decides that we go to another club. I'm not enjoying myself too much, but seeing Charon having fun makes up for a lot.
„The guys here are boring, let's go someplace else.“
The next club is in walking distance. When we walk down the street she has her hand on my butt, kneading it. Then she gets aware of a couple of guys behind us and lifts my dress to caress my naked cheeks.
The guys whistle and holler and i feel myself blushing. „Don't you like it to know that you're making them go wild?“ asks Charon. „Umm, i...“
„You need to learn to be proud of that. And I'll make sure you will.“ She stops and turns around.
„Guys, this lovely young lady is embarassed by your reaction. You need to tell her that she shouldn't be, that in fact she should be proud of her body.“
They all assure me that it's true. That my butt is perfect and so on. Then one says, very polite, but also grinning broadly „I bet your tits are just as lovely. Make us happy and show them to us.“
I stare a second at him. Well, if it makes them happy, it can't be that bad. I slide the straps over my shoulders and show them. „Whoohoo! Thanks ma'am. That was very kind.“
We head on. „Very well done, Zoe. Your body, in fact your whole person are made to please. You know I'm right, you just need to accept that as a fact.“

In the next club, i'm hit on a by guy i immediately like a lot. We're dancing together, flirting. Why not bring Charon a „trophy“? Maybe she'll enjoy having a guy for herself. And if she doesn't she can still order me to take care of him. I pull him over to Charon and see that she's interested too. I wonder how this will end. Maybe – hopefully – in a night full of wild sex!?

[MissConfused]

Gosh is it five already? “Go shower and get dressed for a night of showing your sexy body.”
The first club was fun but not exciting. The next club is close enough to walk plus I would like some fresh air after breathing all the colognes, perfumes and cigarette smoke that filled the club. The cool night air helps to refresh me and clear my head, I had several shots of Jack Green Label at the club, probably too many shots. Not a lady like drink I know but I am a dome, I am a powerful lady!

Ahh we run into a couple of fellow drunk sojourners on our trip. They seem very interested in Zoe. I’m jealous not one of them is leering at me, they are both starting at Zoe. Fine! If that is what they want then that is what they shall have! Zoe puts on a show for the men, I must admit her performance is arousing me. “I am lucky to have this beautiful slave” I say to myself.

Zoe and I immediately hit the dance floor at the next club. I am feeling horny and I want to increase my desire by watching Zoe dance. BUT I have had too much Jack and I need to sit down. Luckily there is an open stool at the bar and like a fool I order another whiskey. It is the last I will have to order. Several men at the bar are more than willing to buy me another. I am starting to have some fun finally. I meet one guy who is getting me very aroused when I see Zoe coming towards me with a man in tow.

When she gets to me I immediately, passionately, deeply kiss her. The man I was talking to gets a pained and excited look on his face. I tell him “this is my slave and we enjoy everything!”
That aroused him deeply but I am more interested in the man Zoe has brought.
I ask the fellow I was flirting with to give me his number, I’ll call him later. I’m sure he must be thinking “yeah, right.” I lean over and bite his lip and kiss him hard enough that he pulls away from me. I look deep into his eyes and truthfully tell him I will call.
He smiles and hands me his card and walks away. I notice him watching us from far away.

Zoe tells me her friend’s name is Troy. I’m sure that he is a fake but he is so handsome. I am horny and not totally in control of myself as I lean over and give Zoe another deeply erotic kiss.
I look at Troy to see his reaction, I can tell by the bulge in his pants that the reaction is arousal.
We start talking and I ask Troy where his wife is. He looks a little startled but then realizes he is still wearing his wedding band. Zoe had failed to notice this and now she is becoming angry.
“Tell me Troy, where is your wife?” He tells us that she travels frequently for her job. “I also travel quite frequently for my job” I tell him. “So where is she?” “Kansas City” he replies.

We continue to talk and I continue to enjoy another Jack while Zoe is rapidly downing wine and Troy is drinking something amber in color. After a little while I feel the need once again for fresh air.
Drunk and horny I blurt out to Troy “do you want to come to my apartment and fuck us both?” The bluntness startles Zoe and Troy both. “Yes” he mumbles in a shocked voice.
We pour into a cab and head for my apartment.

Once inside my apartment all clothes disappear immediately. Troy leads Zoe to my bed While I fetch some toys. I love to see my Zoe in her waist belt with her arms trapped to her sides, So I apply her belt and blindfold her. She is laying on her back with her arms trapped to her sides. Troy kneels next to her face and Zoe turns her face sideways so that Troy may fuck her mouth.
While she is busy serving Troy I can not resist the urge to lick her pussy. I slide between her legs and lick her pussy until her juices are flowing down her butt. I tell Troy to come back and mount her pussy.
I feel as though I have been neglected and I mount Zoe’s face while Troy mounts her pussy.

She is extremely wet so penetrating her is easy for Troy. I however am having trouble getting Zoe to concentrate on my pussy. I squat down hard a couple of times to get her attention. Perhaps if she is suffocating she will pay more attention to me.

I watch Troy spasm and I know he has come in Zoe. Getting her to pay further attention to me will be fruitless. I climb off of Zoe’s face while Troy and I passionately embrace each other. I sense he is ready to fuck me!

God only knows why but I go eat Zoe’s pussy again. Troy’s juices are leaking out of her but I lick up every drop.

Once I am done I notice Troy is aroused again. We turn Zoe onto her belly and slide my pussy under her mouth. Zoe is being fucked doggy style while she eats my pussy. Once again I can not resist and I slide under Zoe and tell her to mount my face so that I may suck all of Troy’s cum out of her.

I am embarrassed at what a whore I have become and decide it is time for Troy to punish Zoe. Once again I can not resist so I slide under Zoe’s mouth and tell her to eat my pussy. This time Troy has a surprise in store as he rams his giant cock into Zoe’s ass. I hear her scream in pain. She even bites my pussy in revenge but it is too late. Troy’s massive cock in buried deep inside of Zoe’ ass. All she can do is beg for him to stop but it appears he will not stop until he cums.
Finally I see Troy’s back and chest spasm telling me he has finally cum. Zoe cries out once again as Troy pulls his cock out of her. I wonder if Zoe is enjoying this? Too bad I think she is after all a slave destined to please others.

Troy steps into the shower as I wrap on a plush robe. We talk about Zoe’s obedience. I tell Troy I suspect his wife has another lover. No company leaves their employee away from their spouse on a weekend.
I tell him I believe his wife is with her lover this weekend. Troy doesn’t seem surprised. I gather he has been having the same doubts himself.

I tell him Zoe and I will be very glad to entertain him and his wife if the desire ever arises.

After Troy leaves I return to my bed to see Zoe balled up and crying. I will not have this. I tie Zoe into a hogtie position and leave.
The Jack Daniels has finally caught up to me and I pass out for several hours. How long has Zoe been hogtied I wonder.
I stumble into the bedroom and release her. At first she is barely able to move! Have I injured my slave…

[lucy]

The fucking is nice, hard and raunchy and i'm allowed to cum several times. To my big surprise Charon gets between my legs and licks Troys cum right out of my pussy. Not very Mistress-like. But then again, she's the Mistress and if she wants to do that who am i to judge her.
That is, the fucking is nice up until the moment Troy rams his dick up into my ass. I scream in agony, he sure has ripped my anus apart. A searing pain shoots through my body and my teeth dig into Charons flesh, but i don't do it on purpose and am immediately sorry. He keeps on fucking my ass hard, despite my begging for him to stop. Finally he shoots his load deep inside me and withdraws.

Then they both leave the bedroom and i feel bad about biting Mistress and cry a little. When Charon comes back, alone, she hogties me again. I am too drunk and tired to ask her why. I just lie there, feeling the cum oozing out of both my pussy and ass. I've certainly become a slut. And come to like it, too. Then i fall asleep, despite the uncomfortable position i am in.
When i awake i'm all alone, still hogtied. I have no idea how much time has passed. Too much, obviously, i feel a wetness beneath me.
Oh my god. Please no!!! I must have peed while i was drunk and asleep. I peed in Mistress' bed!!!
There's nothing i can do about it, tho. And where is Charon anyway? I listen intently and finally i can hear a soft snoring from the living room. Ok, at least she's ok and here. I worry about what will happen when she realizes i peed in her bed. I'm sure the punishment will be bad.
After a long time i hear her stirring and at last she appears in the door. She releases my bonds and i'm all stiff and hurting. It takes me a couple of minutes to stretch. She seems to worry that i'm hurt.
"That was a wonderful night, Mistress. Thank you for allowing me so much fun."
"So you're ok?" she asks.
"Yes, i am, Charon." I wonder what i should do about the bed? Hmm, there's only one option; being honest.
"There is something i need to tell you, though. I ... umm ... i seem to have peed while i was asleep. I am very sorry, i didn't realize it."
"What??? You pissed in my bed? You dirty cunt! You will be punished. And punished severely."
"Yes Mistress." My voice is a hoarse whisper. I'm so ashamed. "I know."

[MissConfused]

“YOU PEED IN MY BED!!!” I scream at her over and over again. “You filthy slut how can you pee in my bed?”
I order her to roll onto her back and spread her legs while I go fetch my riding crop and paddle. I return to find her laying there with her legs spread wide open. I slap her pussy with my riding crop. She screams in pain and I realize I hit her too hard. I slap her pussy several more times until she is crying uncontrollably.
“Roll over onto your belly slut!” I order her. “Put your butt up in the air and your face in the pee spot, I want you to lick the pee out of my sheets!”
She starts to lick and I slap her butt with the paddle. Once again she screams. This time I am not concerned about hurting her. I give her just a few more slaps from the paddle but I put as much strength as possible into each slap. I only stop when she collapses on the bed.

I know I have gone too far but I am still furious!

“Go lay down in my bathtub” I command. I close the tub’s drain and strip off my clothes. She peed in my bed is still pulsing my anger. I stand over her face and pee!
“How do you like that slut!” I make sure I squeeze every drop of pee out of my bladder and onto Zoe. She is laying in the bathtub in a puddle of pee.
“You will sleep in the bathtub tonight!” I command her.

I step into the shower to wash this mess off of me.
I am still furious. I tell her if she leaves the tub she may never come back. Then I walk into the bedroom and gather up her clothes.
“I am going to dump these down the trash chute. If you leave you will do so naked.”
God I am still furious with her. I slam the front door as I walk out with her clothes towards the chute. Part way there I remember how sexy she was in the dress and how well she pleased Troy and me. I turn around with her clothes still in my arms and return to my apartment.

“You will lay in that cold puddle of my pee in the cold bathtub until I release you in the morning.
Do you understand…”

[lucy]

„Yes, Mistress“ i whimper. „But...“
„Don’t go fucking ,but’ with me, you filthy slut!“ she screams. I shut up, afraid she’s going to beat me again if i don’t.
She’s still furious. No, she isn’t just furious, she’s FURY, capital. My pussy is burning from the whipping and i’m sure the skin on my butt has cracked when she hit me. At least that’s what it feels like. But that is all nothing compared to the degradation she’s put me through. I couldn’t believe it when she told me to lie in the baththub and stood over me, her legs spread, her hot pee hitting me hard all over my face. But despite all the degradation and humiliation i felt, there was also something else. I realized that i reacted very strongly to her calling me filthy slut. While she was whipping my pussy she once called me a „ dirty fucking cunt“ and even when i was in agony i just thought „yes, she’s right, i’m a dirty fucking cunt“. I actually loved being called a cunt, a word i always detested and hated.
So i’m lying in her pee and she wants me to stay here until the morning, until she lets me out again. But... it’s only 11 in the morning!
That’s twenty hours she wants me to lie here in her pee!!!

She’s pacing the apartment but it seems as if she’s slowly calming down.
„Mistress, please, i beg you for your permission to say something.“ My body is still shaking from the pain and degradation.
„What is it, slut?“ she snarls.
„I beg your pardon, Mistress. I know i am in no position to question your decision or the way you punish me.“ She grunts, nodding her head. „But please allow me to point out that it’s still twenty hours till i have to leave in the morning. That seems to be very long. But please, Mistress, if that’s my punishment, i gladly accept it.“
She stops in midstride, looking at me with a puzzled expression. Then she turns around and looks at the clock in the living room.
Is it possible that she didn’t realize it’s still morning? That we just got up after a long night? Did she drink that much or was it her rage that made her forget the time?
She thinks for a moment. „Hmm. Yes. You got a point there. I’ll think about it while I eat breakfast.“ She leaves, closing the door to the bathroom, leaving me to soak in her pee and think about my transgression. I’m getting thirsty but i don’t dare to turn on the water to drink.

I don’t know how much time has passed when Charon returns. By then i’m cold, hugging my knees and starting to shiver. My pussy and butt still hurt but the humiliation has passed. In fact, i feel different now when i think back of that moment she was standing over me, dousing me with her pee. It’s like i was allowed to experence the essence of being her slave. As if i had reached the bottom, a place i was always destined to reach. The same with her calling me names. It fits to be called „slut“ or „cunt“, because as a matter of fact that’s exaclty what i am, or what i long to be.
She looks down at me with contempt. „Ok, slut. I’m willing to let you out. But only if you come up with a good proposal on how to make up for your misdemeanor.“
„Thank you Mistress.“ Luckily i have thought about that while sitting in the tub.
„First, i humbly beg for your forgiveness. I didn’t do it on purpose. I beg you to allow me to clean you after you’ve been on the toilet.“
„Are you sure? Doing what on the toilet? Just peeing or... ?“
Oh my. Didn’t think about that. Licking her ass clean is out of the question. But then again, i can’t tell her so, can i?
„That is your decision, Mistress. You’re my owner, i will obey any of your commands.“ Oh god. Owner? Did i just call her owner? A satisfied smile plays around Charons lips.
„And, what else?“ she demands to know.
„Mistress, i buy you a new mattress and sheets, of course.“
„Uh huh. And how and when exactly do you plan to do that? That wasn’t some cheapo crappy mattress, you know. The sheets alone cost more than you earn in two weeks. And you don’t have no money to spare, as you told me.“
„I thought maybe you could... i mean, if i worked for it?“
„What? What are you talking about, slut? Express yourself properly.“
„I am sorry, Mistress. What i wanted to say is: What if you loaned me the money and i work for you to pay it back?“
„And what kind of work would that be? You’re cleaning my apartment already. For free, too.“
„I was thinking ... like in the movie? Doing such things? Isn’t there a way to ... umm, earn money with that?“
„You want to become a pornstar? Or a whore? You really want to whore yourself to pay for that mattress? You’re really a filthy slut, you know. You’re sitting in my pee, offering me to sell your body for me. A filthy, sexcrazed cunt, that’s what you are. And you’re probably getting wet right now, aren’t you?“
„Yes, Mistress, you’re right.“ I look at her, devotion in my eyes, and love in my heart.
„Of course I am. I’m always right.“ Then she grabs the shower and starts to douse me with icecold water. When i’m clean and dry she orders me to face the wall, about 4 feet from the wall, hold out my arms and lean against it, legs spread wide. „And raise that ass!“ She reaches between my legs, playing with my pussy.
„Your ideas to make up for peeing in my bed are good, by the way. But your pussy needs to be punished some more. Do you think so too?“
„Yes, Mistress.“ She leaves for the bedroom and returns with a small whip with several braided strands which she holds in front of me to take a look at.
„Meet the cat’o’nine tails. Perfect to whip disobedient pussies. Note the knots at the end of each tail. They’ll bite directly into your flesh. You gonna love it. By the way, you may thank me for every lash.“
She starts to whip my pussy, bringing the cat up between my legs. Despite the pain i’m getting deeply aroused. And when i count the lashes and thank her i really mean every „thank you, Mistress.“