Lost in Fashion - Part 6

Jenny awoke earlier then Amanda and busied herself with making breakfast. She was a passable cook and so this didn't present a significant challenge, she wanted to do a good job to show how grateful she was to Amanda for saving her.

Things had moved so quickly yesterday but at the core of it was Amanda stepping in to rescue her from a seemingly hopeless situation. She thought back to the restaurant and her hopelessly whorish appearance and the teasing she'd done to the poor waiter and waitress. She blushed all over again, especially at the memory of presenting that poor guy with her thong. The episode with the waitress felt different...she pictured the poor girl handing over her number. So brave and vulnerable...she felt awful for toying with her affections like that, there was something else though. No, she shook her head, she didn't feel that way towards girls...it was purely the thrill of the moment.

Amanda was showing no sign of rousing herself so she loaded up a tray with the coffee, scrambled eggs and toast she'd prepared and headed towards her room. Not able to knock she cleared her throat and said "Amanda?"

Amanda was luxuriating in her sumptuous king sized bed. She spent about an hour last night watching Jenny work and discussing her burgeoning submission with Marianne and some of her other friends. Even after Jenny had turned in she had flicked the hidden camera to night vision and observed her. No her little pet was at her door about to delivery breakfast. "Come on in" she replied and Jenny entered with the tray.

Jenny was wearing her pyjamas and looked adorable but Amanda reminded herself she had to take the initiative today "Awww thank you Maid Jenny".

To her utter delight Jenny joined in the joke "Not at all Ma'am, I hope you approve" and placed the tray next to her on the bed.

Amanda decided now was the time to begin taking control "You didn't where your maid outfit though?"

Jenny smiled presuming Amanda was joking "That thing? Jeez...can you imagine"

Amanda continued "Seriously, you heard what Professor LeVieux said...she wanted you to challenge yourself twenty four seven....that will be perfect. From now on I want you to where that whenever you are here"

Jenny looked at her new housemate to see if this was a prank "Really?"

Amanda was intrigued as to how Jenny would react to her authority, she suspected this meek, shy girl would be mortified at wearing a slutty French maid outfit but too timid to object "Really, go and change into it now please and we'll take some photos to show Marianne....she'll know we are taking it seriously"

Amanda smiled as Jenny muttered an okay and retreated to change. She felt triumphant and tucked into her breakfast with gusto. Perfect scrambled eggs and toast and well-brewed coffee. This was a bonus, so intent with capturing this talented attractive young fashion student as her work-partner and sex-slave that she hadn't even considered her talents as a cook and housemaid. It seemed she had chose very wisely.

Jenny returned just as Amanda was finishing, she looked like a total male fantasy. The dress was totally impractical but Amanda didn't care one bit. The skirt displayed everything and so Jenny had been forced to grab another thong from the collection of slutwear. From Amanda's low angle it was clearly visible below the almost horizontal folds of the skirt. The dress could not really be worn with a bra so her entire chest was visible and almost all of her cleavage. It was a really struggle to get the top of it to stay above the nipples. Amanda giggled at the blushing girl "You look so sexy...can I have a twirl."

Jenny complied obviously utterly uncomfortable being on display like this. The dress had in-built corsetry which Jenny had been unable to lace up. Amanda saw her chance to deepen her housemate's embarrassment and lept out of bed "Let's get you adjusted and then we'll get Marianne her pictures" she began letting her hands wander over Jenny's body without restraint. She made a show of smoothing down any creases before beginning to pull the strings of the corset. This accented Jenny's already svelte figure whilst making her hips and breasts more and more prominent. Amanda pulled and pulled the strings until Jenny protested "Amanda this is too tight" she gasped. Amanda pulled another inch or so of slack before tying the strings into neat little bows.

Her pussy was actually getting wet looking at the results. She wanted Jenny so much but she told herself that this was a process and she had to be patient. She pulled out her phone and began patrolling round Jenny taking pictures much to the girl's humiliation "Jenny, you look amazing" she gestured over to the mirror. Jenny was actually shocked at the reflection. So slutty and wanton, like a whorish caricature of herself. Amanda snaked her arm around her waist and took a picture of the two of them.

Jenny was still gazing at herself as Amanda tapped away at her phone "Annnnd Send" she announced

"What?" said Jenny in alarm

Amanda looked up from the screen "sent to Marianne so she knows you are completing your project....that reminds me, did you send her your essay"

Jenny was mortified at the thought of people seeing her like this but could not think of any really reason to object. She had no choice but to act as Amanda's housemaid and she had readily agreed to participate in this wardrobe experiment as part of her induction into Professor LeVieux's inner circle "Yes I sent it before I went to bed" she replied.

Amanda mussed her hair "Good girl....now you go and clean up breakfast and then make a start on the housework". With that Jenny sensed she was dismissed. The dress now felt like a cocoon as it pressed around her torso, she now had no way of taking it off so she merely got on with her new duties.

The was about an hour before they needed to leave for university so Jenny spent that time tidying and polishing whilst Amanda and Marianne observed her via the hidden cameras. Jenny was just tidying away the dusters when Amanda called her into the room she'd assigned to Jenny. As she entered Amanda smiled warmly "Day one of Jenny's big adventure...I have no idea what the previous occupant of this room was thinking but here we go" she said and gestured toward the bed.

On it was a tiny, tiny baby-pink t-shirt. The bottom of it was cut so high that it little more than a baggy, over-sized bra top, her entire tummy would be on display. To go with it Amanda had picked out a pair of cut-off jeans that were basically as small as it was possible to be and still be counted as shorts. To go with them Amanda had picked out some pink wedge sandals. There was no underwear so it seemed like her only option was the thong she was wearing. Jenny looked at them "Amanda, no...I mean come on"

Amanda had prepared herself for this "What?" she said

Jenny looked at her housemate "I can't wear...that"

Amanda was not accepting any objections. She knew that today was vital in breaking her resistance "This is what professor LeVieux told me to do, control your wardrobe and dress you as provocatively as possible"

Jenny could feel herself flushing "I can't wear those to university....what will people think"

Amanda was not wavering "Jenny, that is the whole point...we want them to see these outfits and react. We need to see how they react....that was what Marianne said"

Jenny felt herself beginning to cry at the thought of going out in public wearing those clothes, her voice wavered "It's not you who has to go out dressed like that"

"It's not meant to be easy Jenny...that's the point. This will get us onto Marianne's honour roll, you heard her. She wants to take us to Paris...don't blow this for us" Amanda said. She added a little waver to her voice too "...You aren't going to me down are you?"

Jenny felt utterly, utterly trapped. The thought of going out dressed like that was terrifying but what were her options. She owed Amanda everything plus this was a huge opportunity. She seemed to wilt before Amanda's eyes "okay, can you help me out of this dress".

Amanda was delighted at her surrender and gave the girl a tight hug and a kiss on the cheek "Ohhhh thanks Jenny...this will be okay I promise"

They emerged from Amanda's dockside apartment looking ridiculously mismatched. Amanda had her usual array of designer clothing and accessories looking like a fashion professional already, by her side was the very image of a slutty bimbo. This was perfect thought Amanda, the coming weeks would alienate and isolate Jenny and make her utterly dependent on Amanda. She was so turned-on thinking about it. Jenny was going to be her devoted little pet and the two of them were going to be fast-tracked onto a stellar career path under the guidance of Marianne LeVieux. It was perfect.

As Amanda drove them towards the campus the knot in Jenny's stomach grew and grew. Amanda was chatting away about how the scholarship for her dad's company would be set up almost immediately and how things were going to be fantastic from now on. Jenny was in her own little world and so looked round confused as Amanda pulled to a halt outside the main entrance and put her hazard lights on. There was hundreds of people milling around, she began to panic. Amanda was enjoying this more than she could describe "Jenny, I am parked here illegally you need to get out"

Jenny looked round "Are you not coming?"

Amanda chuckled "No Jenny, I have to park...it will be a ten minute walk, I figured you'd want to get inside as quickly as possible"

Jenny had presumed the two of them would stick together. Going out alone like this was terrifying. Amanda, as usual, took charge "JENNY, I am parked in the middle of the road. GO!"

Jenny jumped out of the car and Amanda's BMW zoomed off into the distance. The first thing that hit her was the breeze. It was November and although not as cold as some years the chill blew over her skin and made her shiver immediately. She tried to move towards the entrance as quickly as possible but the wedge sandals made that very difficult. The lack of bra made her breasts bounce around and Jenny was reminded that the pink t-shirt was cut so high that she would be in danger of her breasts popping out from under it. Amanda had not allowed Jenny a belt and so the shorts flopped down onto her hips, she pulled them up in order to ensure her pubic hair was hidden acutely aware that her legs were completely on display.

She jiggled her way towards the door noted how many heads turned towards her. This was her idea of hell.

BBGs - Part 3

The kissed and kissed and kissed. They were in the car park of the pub and eventually self-consciousness got the better for them. Katie broke the kiss and looked up awkwardly "We should probably move before they call the police".

Mike chuckled "Or throw cold water over us...can I walk you home"

"Sure" came the reply. Mike slipped his jacket off and offered it to Katie which she accepted graciously and he slipped his arm around her shoulder and they walked off with Katie providing directions. They chatted about various things, a continuation of the relaxed intimacy they'd enjoyed earlier in the Vineyard. Mike was going through the permutations of the evening :

• He was walking Katie home
• She was a lovely attractive girl
• He hoped she was attracted to him too.
• The Vineyward wasn't your normal student bar and the night out had cost him three times what a normal night would.
• The last bus into town had left 20 minutes ago
• He had no money for a taxi.

In short he was hoping Katie was going to invite him in when they got to her house.

Katie for her part was looking up at Mike, he was handsome, charming, kind, tall & athletic.This had been a perfect day for her. She knew Leanne was going to approve.

They walked for quite a way, Mike had very little idea where he was but eventually they arrive at a detached house in a quite suburban estate. It was certainly not your normal student accommodation. At the doorstep they both eagerly resumed their kissing. It was Katie again who took the lead "Tonight was really wonderful...I am almost considering forgiving you for being so late"

Mike smiled "Fair I suppose"

Katie took the plunge "You can come in for coffee but we'll need to be really quiet so we don't wake Leanne up".

Mike wanted to punch the air "YESSS" he thought.

Katie opened the door and once inside pressed her fingers to her lips. She, however, had another method of keeping Mike from speaking and soon pressed her full, perfect lips to his. In reality coffee was not even mentioned and the two began to silently began to ravish each other. If there is one thing drunken students are bad at it is staying quiet when enjoying themselves and anyone in the house would have heard their bumping and panting as they continued their tryst.

Katie was already undoing Mike's shirt and moved his hand to her breast much to his utter joy. He was terrible at estimating these things but he guessed she must be at least an F cup. Their lips and tongues mashed together in pure passion and hunger. Mike used his other hand to hold her plump little cheek and look at her for a moment. Her eyes were alive with excitement. She was so kissable. She whispered one word "Upstairs".

In the house's bigger bedroom Leanne looked up from her book as she heard two breathless people bumping their way up stairs trying and failing to make as little noise as possible. She smiled. Her little housemate had reeled her date in.

Leanne heard them bump through into what served as Katie's bedroom and returned to her book. She pulled her phone over, and plugged in her headphones.

Katie was feeling on top of the world now as they tumbled through the door of the immaculately tidy bedroom. She sat on the bed and Mike plopped down beside her....she wanted this so much. A silly, ridiculously thought entered her head and she pushed him away for a moment "Have you done your stretching exercises" and the two descended into drunken giggles before resuming their kissing and groping.

Before long they were both semi-naked and Mike was showering kisses on her neck and shoulders...she closed her eyes and allowed herself to revel in the moment. Mikes hands stroked it's way doen her flank and onto her thick thighs. She reached behind her and undid the clasp on her bra granting Mike full access to her chest. Her hand cupped one of them gently as lips explored the other. Katie purred with pleasure and ran her fingers through his hair. Mike wanted to grab and squeeze and adore these gorgeous, full fleshy breasts but he knew to take things slowly. His time nursing his groin injury had left him a very patient, intuitive lover.

Eventually his kisses made their way towards one nipple whilst his hand began gently caress the other. Katie was extremely sensitive there and was soon engorged and groaning with pleasure. For some reason now they were safely in the bedroom the need for silence seemed un-necessary and the two were soon exploring each other with glorious abandon.

Totally naked now and utterly swept away in moment Katie looked up at Mike "The bedside drawer should have some in". Mike retrieved the condom and the two were soon in the throws of wonderful, loud drunken sex. Mike looked down at her, her voluptuous body was full and ripe and fleshy. The skin was smooth and supple. He drew his fingers up her thigh and across her plump stomach and then onto her breast. Katie moaned with pleasure. The two used their mouthes and hands to explore each other and were both moaning in pleasure before Mike positioned his now sheathed cock at the entrance to her pussy. She kissed him passionately and whispered "Now baby" and Mike began to push his way inside her tight, hot slit. Katie gasped as she felt her lips and insides being spread as his cock entered and invaded "Yessssss" she cried as she felt pain and pleasure mingle.

They were soon kissing and tonguing as they fucked and gradually the passion built as his rhythm because faster and more frantic. Eventually a wildness took over them and Katie was crying out in utter pleasure. Mike too joined in the cacophony ensuring housemate, neighbour and any late-night passer by heard their mutual pleasure. Mike bent over to kiss and slurp at Katie's nipple once more and her pleasure shot up to new heights at the same time Mike could feel himself coming close. He heard Katie begin in to cum as she screamed his name, it drove him further as he began to thrust more firmly and deeper inside her.

The came at the same time, a perfect moment of ecstasy with both groaning and shouting a final "Yesssssssss" and then kissing as orgasms ripped through both their bodies. They lay there for a long in panting satisfied bliss then held each other and kissed gently before cleaning themselves up and then falling asleep in each others arms.

Lost In Fashion - Part 5

Jenny's pussy was getting wet at the outrageous things Marianne was asking her to do. It was exciting enough to be having dinner with an icon of the fashion industry but totally intoxicating to be drawn into these kinky experiments. The incident with the waiter was so outrageous but the rush had been amazing, she had simply never done anything this wild in her life.

Amanda looked at her with a grin then started talking to Marianne, the implication was clear "you are dismissed, got to your task".

Jenny waited until the girl was at the bar and stalked over to her. She was a pretty girl with brown hair tied up above her head and secured with a pen. Jenny knew the key to this was confidence, she had to look like a seductress otherwise it would be excruciatingly embarrassing for both of them. She kept repeating to her self "I can do this, I can do this, I CAN do this". She had seen how people had reacted to her all evening. They were reacting to this version of Jenny. She needed to play the role. She approached behind the girl and laid her hand on her arm "Excuse me". The girl turned round, she wore a name badge which helped Jenny take control of the situation, she let her hand linger on the arm and said "Hi Kelly, would you be a darling and fetch me and my companion a couple of gin and tonics". She fixed Kelly in her gaze.

Kelly was startled and turned round to be greeted by an attractive girl in a dazzlingly daring dress. She couldn't help but look down and see almost all of Jenny's chest. She felt the warmth of her hand on her arm. This scantily clad woman was standing far too close. She tore her eyes away from the chest and looked up into her face, their eyes met and Jenny bit her lip in a look she hoped was seductive. Oh my God this girl was hitting on her right here in the restaurant she thought. The waitress blushed visibly, she unconsciously adjusted her hair and glanced round to see no-one was watching "ummm....err....yes, gin and tonics. Yes madame, straight away" she mumbled.

Jenny opened her mouth slightly, tilted her head and leaned in closer still "Thank you Kelly" she said trying to sound as sexy as possible. She kept eye contact as she began to move away from the girl, she stroked her fingers up her arm and brushed her body against Kelly's back as she moved away. Kelly looked round as Jenny made her way back towards her table. She stayed there motionless for a while before a colleague called her name and broke the spell.

Jenny returned to the table, she felt like she might faint...she had never done anything half as scandalous as this. She had certainly never flirted with a woman before. Amanda and Marianne had been observing the whole thing. They were delighted at how obedient she'd been but also how she had taken to flirting with the waitress. They had agreed that Jenny was going to be a perfect plaything for them.

The rest of the meal was a pleasant affair with both the waiter and the waitress extremely attentive to their table. Marianne regaled them with tales of Paris, Milan and New York and hinted that field trips to some of the world's leading fashion houses awaited the two of them if they maintained their status as her chosen honour role students. Both of them, of course, were hanging on her every word and agreed unswerving loyalty, diligence and obedience. Amanda chuckled inwardly that those three traits would mean a hell of a lot more sacrifices for Jennifer than they would for her.

The meal was exquisite and the drink flowed freely. It was fairly late by the time Marianne called for the l'addition, Jennifer meekly thanked the professor for the evening knowing she had no way of even contributing to the bill. The waiter brought Jennifer's coat and whispered "Your thong is in the back-room...would you like to step inside and I can help you find it" he was far too close and kept his hand on Jenny's arm. Jenny had little experience in dealing with unwanted attention and so began to panic.

Amanda seeing the situation escalating stepped in, she draped her arm around Jennifer possessively and smiled "Consider it a top...keep it as a souvenir so you'll remember us for next time".

Jennifer stood their meekly and blushed as the exchange took place. She couldn't get out of there quickly enough. The three were just outside the door when a flustered Kelly emerged from the restaurant and shouted after Jenny. She was a picture a shy, vulnerable beauty as she stood there in her smart waitress uniform. She shuffled closer to them and grabbed Jenny by the hand "Next time I'll buy you a drink maybe?" she said and pressed a piece of paper into her hand. She retreated as quickly as possibly pausing to look back. Jenny looked at the paper and saw Kelly's name and a phone number.

The three of them said their goodbyes in the car park, Marianne jumped in her sports car and Amanda opened her BMW. They closed the door and Amanda turned to face Jenny "OH. MY. GOD! She promised us the honour roll! can you believe it?"

Jenny was still trying to process the events of the day...it took a while to register. Amanda continued "Jenny? Do you know what this means?"

Jenny looked at her friend "I can't believe it"

Amanda leaned across and grabbed Jenny in a tight hug "I know, Jenny this is the greatest thing ever" she kissed Jenny briefly on the lips and then hugged her some more before sliding back towards her seat and buckling up her seatbelt.

As they drove home Amanda decided to press home her advantage "The only problem is we now have to do this project"

Jenny looked across "I know, if she finds out was bullshit she will be so pissed off at us."

Perfect Amanda thought "Do you think you will be able to write up a summary of your experiences tonight?"

Jenny looked over, she was the essay queen. She was easily ahead of the other students in terms of the academic side of things "If it gets us on the honour roll? I think so".

Amanda held her hand out across the car "High 5" she said and Jenny slapped hands with her. She then continued "You get writing and I'll take charge of making you look as slutty as possible". Jenny didn't respond to this, she had almost managed to forget the change in appearance and lifestyle Professor LeVieux's addignment would mean for her.

They arrived back at Amanda's and made their way upstairs. Amanda grabbed her laptop and passed to it Jenny, she also fished out some blue silk pyjamas "I know you are meant to be dressing sexily 24 hours a day but I won't tell Marianne if you don't..." the two laughed "Anyway, how will she ever know?" she added with a twinkle in her eye.

Amanda hugged Jenny again "set your alarm for half seven tomorrow...you will make breakfast as part of your 'maid' duties. That's okay isn't it? I don't want this to be weird"

Jenny was brought crashing down to earth, she had allowed herself to forget that she owed Amanda a hell of a lot and she was exapected to pull her weight in terms of the domestic duties "No, that is fine...I am so gratefully to you. I was thinking I was leaving university earlier today...now we are on the honour roll....It's almost too much to take in"

Amanda beamed "I will get my dad's lawyers to draw up a scholarship contract and pay your tuition as soon as they are open tomorrow morning" she handed Jenny the pyjamas and went to her room leaving her new maid and plaything to write up her essay.

With the bedroom door firmly closed Amanda fired up her tablet and opened an application she had aquired from her friend Georgina. A screen pulsed into life showing a feed from a hidden camera in Jenny's room. She added several of her friends to the permissions group as well as Professor LeVieux. She chatted to a few of them via a Google Hangout and waxed lyrical about her new pet and her forthcoming enslavement. The trap was closing ever tighter around Jenny and she didn't even know it.

Lost in Fashion - Part 4

They arrived at the restaurant. La Petit Maison was easily the best, most exclusive in the city and the waiter came out to meet them as they entered. He looked at Jennifer's attire with a mix of contempt but also obvious lust "Can I help you girls?" He said snootily.

Amanda stood up to the waiter straight away "Yes it's mademoiselle Greer and her companion to meet Professor Levieux, could you take us to her table directly". The waiter balked at her challenge and lead them to a discreet booth at the back of the restaurant.

Marianne Levieux greeted Amanda warmly with a kiss on both cheeks then stopped momentarily as she saw Jennifer's outfit. She knew Amanda planned to make her new plaything dress provocatively but she was impressed at how far she'd succeeded in such a short space of time.

"So Jennifer...one of the class's leading students...I always wonder how a young fashion designer dresses when she goes out for the evening, now I know" although it was a rebuke Marianne was still warm and welcoming. She framed that statement as a silent question "Why would an intelligent young lady dress like this to come to one of the city's best restaurants?" she was asking.

Marianne looked at the poor girl, so talented and intelligent but so utterly out of her depth. She agreed with Amanda that she needed to be taken under their control....but then again Marianne and Amanda shared the same sadistic attitudes and fetishes.....in short Jennifer was screwed.

Amanda took command "Jenny is doing an experiment, she wanted to dress provocatively in order to better understand how clothes change people's attitude"

Marianne looked to Jennifer "Really?"

Jennifer almost hugged Amanda for her intervention, she took up Amanda's lead "Yes, it's not enough to just produce garments...we figured we needed to understand what a dress can do to a person and the people she meets. Formal attire for powerful ladies at business meetings right through to....this".

"My word that is brave of you" said Marianne was she walked around Jennifer making a huge show of examining her outfit "You see so many of the girls come onto my fashion design course and for them fashion is just an extension of dressing up their barbie dolls...but then there is girls like you who understand that a woman's clothes effect how people react to them"

She nodded curtly to the waiter "Champagne please garcon and spritzer for Mademoiselle Greer" She smiled apologetically to Amanda who would stay sober tonight.

When the drinks arrived the three chinked glasses "Jennifer if you have the courage I want you to continue this research project....really commit to it. If you can be our slut, our petit putain, I am sure you'll learn so much about how people judge women by their clothing. Amanda will oversee and observe how people treat you and the two of you can report back to me regularly. " She allowed a pause as she sipped her champagne.

"Girls..." she continued "...if you can do this I will make sure you get extra credit on the course..." Amanda gasped, even she'd not been expecting this. "and I am sure you know what generally happens to my extra credit honour roll students"

Marianne Levieux treated her courses almost like a job interview. She was looking for specific talent and personalities, when she found them the grades the students got were almost irrelevant. These were the students who waltzed into the prized jobs in design houses on both sides of the Atlantic and the professor was casually announcing that she'd found her girls....IF Jennifer surrendered her free will to the two of them.

Amanda was so turned on seeing her new plaything walking into Marianne's trap. Being offered extra credit and honour role status was beyond her wildest dreams too. She had spotted Jennifer in the first week of the course and wanted her immediately, now she was getting what she wanted. Marianne was her mentor both in terns of fashion design and sexuality and she was giving a lesson in dominance right now.

The beautiful older lady thought for a moment "I think you must make your reports to me regularly via a video diary....we'll need to keep you dressed provocatively throughout this college year at least...I want this to be a 24/7 project so that you are totally and utterly immersed in this slutty persona and Amanda I want you to stay in charge of things, make sure she doesn't let up and make sure things don't go too far. Jennifer, Amanda is your maitresse now. She looks after you.". She gestured to the waiter, he came over and refilled their glasses. It was not lost on Amanda that he chose to stand over Jennifer in order to gaze down her gaping top at her gorgeous breasts as he poured the champagne.

Marianne wasn't finished yet though "Now Jenny...I think we all saw that you have a particularly pretty pink thong on underneath your skirt" Jennifer almost fainted with humiliation, was it that obvious? "...I think it would be wonderfully slutty if you went to the toilet and removed it. I think you will find an absence of underwear very liberating"


Jennifer could scarcely believe her ears, Professor Levieux was telling her to go commando in a michelin starred restaurant. She look to her for a hint that she might be joking and detected none. Marianne was fixing her in her icy glare. Jenny stood up and scurried off to the ladies room

Marianne smiled, she was wet with excitement. While Jennifer was away they discussed how they'd take this shy, homespun girl and heighten her discomfort for their own sadistic pleasures. She was already totally reliant on Amanda for her finances and the roof over her head. Now Marianne controlled her future prospects.....it was too good to be true. It was now just a matter of time before she was their sex-slave.

There was another reason for their actions beyond the sexual. Jennifer did have potential to be the star pupil, she was already a great tailor and her design assignments were always by far the best in the class but they were dull and conservative, they betrayed her timidity and lack of life-experience. Amanda on the other hand was bold, imaginative and avante garde but her collections lack cohesion and were never fully thought through.

It was Marianne's opinion that teaming the two of them up together could produce something very special. They two dominant women smiled as Jenny returned doing her best to hide the bright pink material in her hand.

She carried on her lust filled fantasising as they browsed the hideously expensive menu. She decided to push Jennifer further to see how she reacted, she nodded to the waiter to bring yet more champagne and whispered casually "Jenny darling, the waiter is on his way...He's obviously a red-blooded male full of lust for you...I've decided you'll ask him take away your thong....A little souvenir. Think about how you'll do it. Don't let me down"

Amanda was so excited as she watched Jennifer intently. This was key, up until now things were private and discreet but Marianne was pushing her to be overt and outrageous. If she did this she was truly submissive and would be the perfect pet for her.

Jenny's head was spinning, could she really do this? It was outrageous. She had never acted this way but she remembered this version of Jenny was just a character, a construct for their social experiment. She needed to think differently, to be the person the clothes suggested. She didn't have much time, the waiter was approaching. She looked him feigning a confidence she definitely didn't feel "Excuse me, would you take this and put it with our coats".

Amanda almost clapped with joy as Jenny presented her thong to the waiter...he was stunned at first, then delighted at the gift from the scantily clad young woman. He doubtless thought he'd be getting some cheap sex with her later.

He walked away glancing back at Jennifer as he did. Amanda immediately squeezed up against Jennifer "oh my God you are a natural...that was amazing" she squealed.

Marianne was more restrained equally positive "You see how your appearance can either empower or entrap...you have that man utterly in lust with you" then she leaned forward "...and I can see from the way you are flushed that you found it exciting too didn't you"

Jennifer was blushing furiously "It was a crazy thing to do, he probably thinks I am a complete tramp"

Amanda slid next to Jennifer and put her arm round her new plaything, she put her other hand on ther thigh just above the hem of her skirt, which meant it was mere inches away from her crotch.

"Tramp? Don't be so modest....you look a million dollars and totally wanton. That guy would take you into the back room and do anything you wanted. Hell I bet we could get our meal for free" she chuckled "...he's not the only one either, that waitress with the short blonde her has been feasting her eyes on you too Jenny" Amanda was eager to push Jennifer towards thinking about other women sexually too.

Marianne joined in "You see how powerful you are when you employ your sexuality....I want you to go up to that waitress and get me and you a gin and tonic, while you are asking stroke her arm and bite your lip....seduce her. You will see how helplessly people are drawn into your sexuality...now go on, consider this your next assignment"

It was going to be a long evening for their plaything.

Lost in Fashion - Part 3

Jenny re-entered the room wrapped in a towel with another towel bunched around her hair "That shower is amazing" she said. It was a super deluxe shower with piping hot water but more than anything else the lack of worry had helped her unwind and destress.

Amanda was sitting on the bed feigning interest in the box "I have been looking for a maid for a while, I even bought the uniform for them....I wonder if it fits". She gestured to the box and Jenny opening it and unwrapped the paper from around it. It was basically a fetish french maid and japanese lolita costume rolled into on.

Amanda giggled and gasped as Jennifer revealed the maid's outfit "OH MY GOD" She exclaimed "I asked the guy for something a maid could wear.....guess he thought I was after something....erm....naughty" she stepped forward to stroke the satin and the latex. She notice Jenny flush slightly as she explored the outfits "Bingo" she thought...Jennifer was already being drawn in. This whole thing was going even better than she'd hoped for.

They both giggled and laughed at the dress, it was outrageous. Amanda was deftly putting Jenny at ease before moving in for the kill "Go on Jenny, let's see it on you....it'll be outrageous"

Jenny guffawed "Come on, I don't think it would fit any grown woman"

Amanda smiled "It's so ridiculous....go on, I dare you. Pleeeeeeease" she pleaded

Jenny smirked at the game "Okay"

Moments later, to Amanda's delight, Jennifer disappeared into the closet and then emerged looking deliciously slutty "oh God Jenny...you are rocking that french maid look" and with that she began running her hands over Jennifer's curves. While she did she talked about the design of the outfit and how it could be incorporated into their fashion design work. This was all aimed at normalising Amanda's casually taking ownership of Jenny's body. She ran her hand over her thigh whilst asking questions about how a model could pose then cupped one of her breasts and asked her about the comfort and support of the dress.

Jenny was scandalised by Amanda's groping but tried to answer the best she could. She was trying to stay detached but the sexyness of her appearance and the delicate caressing was turning her on. It was a relief when Amanda finally relented and said "Okay, I think we should go for a meal tonight to celebrate you moving in....you can either go out in that or we can find you something in here to wear"

Jenny looked round for the clothes she had been wearing "Where are my jeans and hoodie?" she asked

Amanda smiled "I put them in the wash, until we get your stuff moved in they are you only clothes so I want them to be clean...besides I want to take you to La Petit Maison, jeans will not do at all".

The two girls began rummaging though the wardrobe and eventually found a red dress that, while totally scandalous, was at least semi decent. Amanda left the room in order to change while Jenny looked at the dress, it would barely cover her ass and had a plunging neckline. She looked round, it didn't seem like she had much choice. She cast aside her towel and stepped into the dress. Underwear and panties were tricky. She settled on a pink thong and one of the push-up bras. She left her room and found Amanda in the hallway.

Amanda snuggled up alongside Jennifer and pulled her phone from her pocket and held it at arms length "House mate selfie!" she shouted and began taking pictures with the two girls crushed up against each other. Anyone seeing the picture would see a young, immaculately dressed young woman and a, presumably, much younger sister. It was the perfect power balance she was trying to establish. It also recorded the new slutty Jennifer...It would soon be tagged on Facebook for everyone to see.

She was going to bombard Jennifer with intimacy and invasions of privacy over the next few days to gauge how her new pet was adjusting to her new life. As Jennifer asked what they were going to do with their first evening together, another opportunity had just gifted itself to her so she decided to push her luck.

"Well I was going to meet Professor Leveiux for dinner" said Amanda casually.

Jenny frowned, Professor Leveiux was their fashion lecturer and an intimidating character. She had had a formidable career in fashion design as was no lecturing part time and running a talent-spotting programme for some of the top design houses in Europe. The entire faculty was in awe of her, meeting her for dinner was a big deal.

Amanda smiled as Jennifer tried desperately to retain some modesty with the selection of slutwear she had available to her. She was so turned on by what she was doing to her new housemate. She's always been controlling and manipulative so this was a fantasy come true.

Dressed as she was with some smart designer trousers a blouse and a jacket she could not possibly contrast any more with her companion. She crush against her again for another photo "First night-out together selfie!" she squealed then kissed Jennifer on the cheek and clicked the camera.

She then took her by the hand and lead her out of the apartment "Seriously hun, don't worry about paying for this meal...it's on me."

They walked down the garage where Amanda's expensive BMW was parked. ..as they drove along she said "Okay, Professor Levieux is going to wonder about your clothes....we'd best have an excuse. How about we pretend you are dressing like that to see how people react to different outfits....say it's a research project we are doing or something"

This sounded fairly plausible to Jenny, she didn't want Professor Leveiux to think she'd dress like this out of choice. She was so lucky to have friend like Amanda she thought.

As they drove across town Amanda could feel Jennifer getting pensive at the thought of being out in public dressed like this "Good" she thought the more uncomfortable she felt the closer Jennifer would cling to her.

When Jennifer asked her about it being usual for students to have dinner with professors she laughed "Well it's normal for ME to have dinner with the professors....my mother and Professor Levieux go back a long way"

Jenny was beginning to get excited, earlier that day she was contemplating leaving university, now her future seemed secure and she was about to have dinner with one of her heroes. Things were definitely looking up she thought.

Lost in Fashion - Part 2

Continuation from Part One

"Now honey" smiled Amanda, she knew she had her little pet "we'll just settle in...your room needs some work but will have fun doing that" she stood up and took Jennifer by the hand and lead her back to her car.

She chatted to Jenny about fashion and life in general as they did. Once in the car she asked for Jennifer's address even though she knew it already, she'd arranged for someone to go round to hers and pack away all her stuff.

They arrived at Amanda's hugely expensive appartment...it could comfortably accomodate a family of four and so had plenty of space for the two of them to relax and play.

Amanda had spent the previous week installing tiny cameras and in every room....she would be able to watch her new plaything at every moment.

Amanda lead the poor girl to what would be her room. She'd decorated it specifically to make Jennifer feel small. ..it was basically a teenage girls room. Every single surface was pink and frilly with posters of people like Britney and Christina on the walls and a wardrobe full of trendy teenager clothes

"This is the only problem..." she lied "he previous family left it like this and I didn't bother redecorating....I hope it's not a problem. We can redecorate eventually"

Amanda put her arm round Jennifer "Don't worry, poppet, I am already planning some fabulous things we can do to this room" she me mussed Jennifer's hair affectionately "and don't worry about the clothes...You won't have to borrow my stuff or wear the ridiculous things in that wardrobe...your stuff will be here soon plus I have asked someone to bring over some clothes for when you are doing housework...run along and get your shower and I'll contact the college admin department and transfer your tuition payments to my account"

With that Jennifer breezed out of the room and into hers, she now had to spring the trap. The tuition fees alone meant Jennifer was now dependent on Amanda for the duration of her time at college, she called the removal guys and told them to lock Jennifer's posessions away in storage and then finally she logged onto her private security system to check the cameras were all working.

She didn't feel even the tiniest twinge of guilt as she watched her new pet get undressed and make her way to the shower. She watched as she stepped into the shower and feasted her eyes on the girl's perfect body. God she was gorgeous, Amanda set the system to record and then reached down into her panties to relieve herself. She had been utterly, utterly aroused all day as she'd put her plans into action but having her new plaything in her house, naked was too much.

She stroked herself to a gorgeous breathless climax thinking of how she would alter Jennifer to make her exactly how she wanted. It was almost too much for her.

As she'd hoped Jennifer was taking her time in the shower so after Amanda had finished cumming she made her way into the luridly pink room and took Jennifer's one remaining set of ordinary clothes. She also placed a box on her bed, it had a label on it marked "Maid". She took Jannifer's clothes and threw them in the washing machine. This left Jenny with the content of the box and the clothes in the wardrobe.

She had spent weeks building up these clothes, they ranged from "tease" to "slut". There were some dresses but they were super-tight and super-short. The t-shirts were all hopelessly small and would hug Jennifer's figure. The most modest of them exposed generous amounts of cleavage, barely any of them would cover her belly-button and many wouldn't actually cover the bottom of her breasts.

Tight bra-tops and halter-neck tops would leave virtually no flesh covered whatsoever and the dresses, skirts and shorts were miniscule, not on them would adequately cover her butt...indeed some would need constant tugging down to even cover her crotch.

What few bras there were were all push-ups or quarter-cups leaving her totally exposed and the panties were either little girl pants with frills and ribbons or Hello Kitty on them or thongs and slutty lingerie. Getting the footwear had been expecially fun, they were all ludiciously slutty and invariably were wedges of heels with 5 - 7 inch heels.

Finally providing Amanda's acting skills were up to the job the box would be a wonderful surprise for them when they opened it. All in all it's fair to say people would definitely notice a change in Jennifer's attire.

She returned to her room just in time to hear the shower go off.

"Perfect" she thought and redied herself for Jenny's return.

In Her Debt - Part 50

Alex knocked discreetly on Georgina's door. A few moments later it swung open revealing Georgina in all her glory, she wore a floor length black silk robe and nothing else...her voluptuous curves were on display magnificently. She was exquisitely made up with her coppery hair flowing down her shoulders and chest. Her face was pale and powders and her eyes dark and smoulder, she bit her burgundy coloured lips coquettishly.

Alex gasped and she smiled gently. She reached her hand for his, her nails were filed to a perfect point and painted to match her lips. She looked divine and Alex's cock throbbed to life at the site. Georgina pulled them together and they kissed. It was her who took the lead, roaming her hands all over his petticoat clad body and rubbing the frilly material against his soft, bare skin. "Oh Alexa" she whispered as her hand found his pert little bottom, her she dug her nails in forcing him to push his panty clad crotch against hers "mmmmmm" she purred.

They kissed like that for several minutes, by that time Alex was breathing raggedly and his cock was fully erect. Georgina's hand had snaked round to caress it through the frilly material of the panties and she could feel how aroused he was. She broke the embrace and turned away from him, she retreated further into the room allowing the robe to slip from her shoulders and pool like liquid on the floor. Alex followed her closing the door behind him.

The room was dimly lit by candles and filled with a rich perfume. Georgina like her Aunt wanted Alex to make use of that truly marvellous tongue of his first. She sat on the edge of the bed and and pointed to the floor in front of her "Kneel here baby". She ran her hands through Alex's newly styled hair and tweaked the cute little bow. He really did look adorable and she knew it was just the beginning of his feminization. The two ladies were obsessed with femboys, the idea of taking a boy like Alex and turning him into a beautiful soft girly little slut was the ultimate arousal for both of them and in Alex they had found their perfect candidate.

For Alexa now the only direction was onward, none of the ladies in his life were going to allow him to rest...they were leading him down the road to complete and utter submission using every weapon at their disposal. This encounter was no different, Georgina but down towards her kneeling little pet "Oh Alexa, I was so happy to have a little brother but turning you into my little sister isn't even better"

Alex breathed heavily, the site of this buxom girl sitting naked in front of him was driving him crazy "I have something for you" she said and reached under her pillow. She pulled out a pink, frilly band and handed it to Alex "This is a collar, you are our submissive little slutgirl now so you should wear a collar to show this....I want you to put it on for me". Alex looked at the collar. It was made of leather but unmistakably feminine with a rouches layer of frills top and bottom, at the front there were two rings either side of a small pink bow and a little heart shaped metal tag with the word "alexa" engraved on it. He looked up at Georgina who was staring intently at it "Put it on please Alexa, do as your sister says".

This was yet another surrender, he know every step he took was making their control all the more inescapable...He knew he needed to protest and dig his heels in. He was allowing them to change him into their frilly little sex-slave and yet he was adoring living with them. His cock throbbed as he looked at the collar and then up at the beautiful dominatrix sitting on the bed above him. God, she was perfect....she looked down at him and he could see the excitement in her face. This was an amazing journey for both of them, could he just give in and acquiesce to everything they asked of him?

There was silence in the room as Alex struggled with this latest request, Georgina whispered "Please Alexa, I need you to put it on then lick my pussy" she reached forward and tenderly stroked him face "I know you can do it babe....I want you to do it for me." She bit her lip and looked on waiting for him to obey or rebel "Do it for me and you'll be ours from now on...that's what it means Alexa...you'll be our cherished little girl forever".

Slowly, tentatively Alex reached up and wrapped the pink collar around his neck. The brought the two halves together and pressed. The clasp clicked shut.

As she heard the lock shut she moaned as a rush a pure pleasure, he has surrendered to her. For Georgina this was absolute nirvana, she spread her legs "Get in there Alexa, make your wicked step-sister cum and then she is going to fuck your brains out". Alex didn't need telling twice he leaned forward and started showering her full thighs with kisses before Georgina hooked her finger in one of the rings on the collar and pulled his face onto her sopping wet slit.

Alex groaned in contented bliss as her thighs closed around his head. He was intoxicated with lust and serious becoming addicted to pleasuring the women in his life. He was utterly besotted with Georgina and began adoring her pussy with every fibre of his being. Put simply he utterly and totally dedicated himself to her pleasure. The reaction his got from his lust filled, sex-addict partner was instantaneous, she had been keeping herself hot and horny all evening in anticipation of them making love for the first time. She tossed her head back and revelled in every single pulse of pleasure. Alex was dressed up like an innocent little virgin bride and had just imprisoned himself under her ownership by taking her collar. It was perfect.

It was only minutes before she could feel her orgasm building ans building and building. Alex's tongue was by far the best thing she'd experienced. He was gentle and loving but utterly relentless. He was a natural. She began to groan and groan, the mind-blowing pleasure grew and her moans turned into screams. She pulled the collar and raked his hair with her hands to clamp him tighter against her pleasure centre. The normally demure girl was lost in a cloud of pure ecstasy and shrieking as her orgasm exploded "OH FUCK YESSS OH GOD OH GOD OH, YES THAT'S IT, THAT'S IT OHHHHHHHHHHH YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSS" and oblivion closed around her.

She was utterly lost in the afterglow of possibly the best orgasm of her life when she became aware that Alex had crawled up and had wrapped her arms around her. She merely moaned in acknowledgement and snuggled against his lingeria clad body. After a while she managed to attain coherence "Oh Alexa" she sighed. They lay like that for a while and the silent bliss was only broken when Georgina's hand began stroking Alex's cock through the panties and the boy began to moan with pleasure.

"Lie back Alexa, I need that inside me" she said, Georgina was generally ravenous for sexual pleasure but even she was suprised that she still had an appetite for sex after the orgasm she'd just experienced. Alex lay back on the bed and Georgina knelt above him. She smiled down at him and revelled once again in her feminized appearance. She reached across to her bedside table and grabbed a tube of pink lip gloss "Time to touch up your makeup Sis" she said and began painting his lips then repeated the process with herself. With their respective pouts restored to a shiny, girly perfection she slid down the bed and pulled done Alex's panties. She was delighted to see his throbbing cock spring free. It was just perfect, a good size but no monster. Thick and engorged the site of it propelled her lust back up to stratospheric levels.

She bent down and kissed it leaving a pink glossy smear, she giggled and kissed it again, her hair cascade over Alex's groin adding to the sensation, soon her teasing was bringing forth groans from her lover and she brought her head back up and tossed her hair back. She looked lovingly at him and said quietly "You're mine now and I am going to make everything wonderful". She moved upwards and deftly positioned his cock at the entrance to her pussy. "I love you Alexa" she said and slid his cock all the way inside her.

Alex gasped as her scalding hot pussy took his cock in one silky slick motion. Georgina let forth a growling chuckle and leaned forward to kiss him. Their glossy lips met and they were soon kissing deeply as Georgina began gyrating and riding Alex's cock. Alexa reached up and began stroking and fondling her breasts. As this drew and moan of pleasure he began teasing and caressing her nipples too. They hardened and engorged almost immediately. Georgina began to quicken her pace and soon the kissing and embrace was becoming more frantic as their mutual pleasure grew. Alex continued to tease and stroke her nipples but reached down to tease her clit as she rode his cock. Even as they kissed passionately he heard her groaned as his latest action increased her arousal.

She was riding his cock for all she was worth now plunging herself against him in order to better impale herself. The two of them were lost in groans and cries of pleasure "OH FUCK ALEX" She cried "OH FUCK YESSSS".

Alex too was nearing his climax "I'm going to cum" he gasped....Georgina was ready and grabbed his head and plunged it into her soft, deep cleavage.

She began raising herself so that Alex's manhood was almost out of her then slamming his length all the way inside her "OH FUCK YES, FILL ME" she gasped as her latest orgasm hit and Alex immediately start cumming huge gushing spurts of cum deep, deep inside her. Her hug was almost smothering and Alex wrapped his arms around her. She was kissing the top of his head as he stayed buried between her breasts.

No words were necessary, just sighs and then finally sleep.

In Her Debt - Part 49

Despite it still being fairly early in the evening after the past two days Alex wanted nothing more than to drift off to sleep. Arabella held him and allowed him to doze. Valerie had told her how suggestible a submissive was in a post-orgasmic reverie. She spent an hour whispering sweet nothings into his ear as he drifted into unconciousness.

She stroked his hair and spoke softly "You are such a beautiful girl Alexa, and from now on you will be dressed in gorgeous pink satin and frilly outfits and coated in beautiful makeup and perfume". Sleep deprived, drugged, drunk and just having had a shuddering orgasm she knew from experience his mind was like soft malleable clay right now.

"Yes baby, just let Mistress Arabella guide you, she loves you and you love her....let her strip away all those horrible harsh male clothes and dress you up as her beautiful little princess". She heard him sigh dreamily, she was becoming aroused again at the thought of her post-hypnotic suggestions embedding themselves in his psyche.

"Do everything Mistress Arabella says and everything will be wonderful, forget about Alex and become Alexa our good little girl..." her voice was barely audible now but she knew it would be registering deep in Alex's sub-conscious "...drift away, you are our good little girl now, everything will be soft and silky and scented. You love soft, sensual girly things don't you Alexa. You will learn to love our beauty treatments, being transformed into a girl will turn you on more than anything." She kissed his head, although totally amoral in her pursuit of capturing this natural submissive she knew she genuinely loved him and would not let anything bad happen to him.

She decided to turn it up a notch as he moan and whimpered with unconscious arousal at everything she said "Nothing makes you more horny than a gorgeous pair of pink glossy lips does it Alexa, that will be your lips from now on, so shiny and wet....all the Ladies will want to kiss you, all the ladies will want you to worship them. Your nails will be long and pink too and your hair will be tied with pretty pink bows. That's sounds wonderful doesn't it my love? Mistress Arabella will take care of everything for you, dress you up like our slutty little angel, you love obeying your Mistress don't you Alexa....you are such a good little girl"

She continued like this for a full hour, all the while Alex moaned and sighed in response to her suggestions. She knew her instructions and suggestions were inescable and that he was now utterly lost in a world of soft, loving feminization. He would still blush and protest but now his sub-conscious would respond and his body would betray him. She controlled his life and now she was slowing dissolving any hope of resistance and moulding him into her perfect love-slave.

His night wasn't over yet though, not by a long way. She slowly and gently brought him out of the trance-like slumber "Alexa..........Alexa........Alexa darling"

He groaned "Mistress?" he said instinctively (much to Arabella's delight).

"Alexa, it's time to wake up"

He snuggled deeper against her clearly desperate to stay in her embrace.

Arabella continued to gently wake him "Alexa, you need to get dressed and go to Georgina....I want you to thank her for making you so beautiful"

He began to rouse himself, more lucid now "Georgina?" he said

"Yes Alexa, I think she deserves as wonderful an orgasm as you have just given me.....now get dressed" said Arabella.

Alex had no choice, he began to put on the gorgeously frilly feminine outfit Georgina had dressed him up in. With Arabella's help he was soon slipping on the pink bimbo heels she'd given him as Arabella fixed the delightful pink bow onto his cute little pixie cut.

Before he left she handed him another glass of champagne and a little blue tablet. The meaning was clear. Georgina was going to be just as demanding as she had been. Taking the pill he gulped it down, the thought of getting to make love to that beautiful buxom copper haired temptress was filling Alex with excitment already.

He minced off to her room.

Out of my League - Part 1

The doorbell, why now. Joe was in the middle of watching a particularly hot hentai video with his pants around his ankles and now he had to make his way to the door.

He made made himself presentable making sure he tucked his erection away rather than leaving it making an awkward bulge in his trousers and made his way to the door of his apartment. It must be someone in his block because it was his actual doorbell rather than the intercom that was chiming. He didn't really know that many people in the building. The only person he had any real interest was the utterly stunning eastern European lady who had moved in a few weeks ago. Katerina was stunningly beautiful, jaw droppingly so. The very site of her made Joe stammer, then again he wasn't really much of a ladies man anyway. His easy-going wit and friendly nature seemed to freeze and turn into stone when faced with someone he was attracted to and Katerina was beyond attractive.

He had met her as she moved in, he'd offered to help with the boxes and had spent an exhausting afternoon re-arranging furniture and generally scurrying round as she instructed him. He had even got her shopping in because she had just moved into the area and didn't know any of the local shops yet. He had fantasised about her a lot. Since then he had tried to remain in contact with her without appearing too pathetic. This had consisted of doing simple things like taking her post up to her to save her the chore of going down to the ground floor to fetch it. He had learnt that she was, amongst other things, an author and was working in the area for a few months in order to secure a book deal with an English publisher.

He opened the door hoping it was her but knowing secretly that dreams like that didn't come true.

It was Katerina. In all her glory. She wore a smart white blouse with the top two buttons undone revealing her perfect chest and a black pencil skirt, stockings and high heeled shoes. Her perfect pale skin made her ruby red lips glow and her eyes seemed to smoulder and drill into you as she fixed you in her gaze. The gorgeous face was framed by long jet black hair and her fingernails were long red talons. To say she was alluring was one of the biggest understatements you could manage.

"Joe, I am locked out" she said in her heavy accent. Joe stood their stunned for a moment. She continued "The landlord with bring me a spare key and I will wait here"

This was ridiculous. This was as near as a fantasy scenario as Joe could imagine.

He realised he was being rude, he stammered "Of...of course Katerina, please by my guest" and stepped aside. She breezed passed him into his home.

Joe was a website designer, he worked in IT. A couple of years ago he'd been made redundant and had started doing freelance projects. It was the best decision he had ever made. Starting up making sites for friends business he had quickly scored some lucky breaks and worked his way up to bigger projects. Joe always called them "lucky breaks" but the truth was that he was fantastic at what he did. He had moved to the city after securing a big, long-term project. It had paid handsomely and now he resided in a plush high-end apartment block near the waterfront.

He was a loner in terms of an active social life but had a network of friends online. He basically lived a self contained life here and it suited him down to the ground. He was slight of build with soft features. He had spent most of his school years being bullied and had retreated into cyberspace in order to escape. Unlike many people in IT he was scrupulously clean and tidy, a fact he was extremely grateful for as the woman of his dreams had just invited herself into his abode.

He followed along after her and she made her way into the living room "I really appreciate this Joe, I don't really know anyone in the area" she said

"It's really no problem, make yourself at home....would you like a cup of coffee"

She was still standing in the middle of his living room surveying it "Tea please, black"

He hurried off into the kitchen to make their drinks. After a brief time he heard her call in to him "You have a beautiful apartment...you live alone?"

"Yes, just me" he replied

"It is extremely tidy and very well decorated...You have very good taste" he glanced back into the living room to see her looking at his various ornaments and decorations. He smiled....He was a collector of various ethnic trinkets from various places in the world he'd visited. He apartment was adorned with various paintings, carvings and generally objet d'art from all over the globe.

"Thank you, I just pick up things here and there" he replied

"These are from your travels" she continued

"Yes, I try to break up my work with some backpacking....otherwise I think I'd go stair-crazy in here" he said as he readied the drinks

"So you work from home? For yourself" he heard Katerina say

"Yes, just me in my study, I am my own boss....it is pretty cool" he said as he carried the tray back into the living room

He saw Katerina looking into the office....the office he'd been sitting in minutes earlier....watching pornographic Japanese hentai. He immediately panicked. He'd paused the movie, what had been on the screen when he'd done so. He was almost certain it was a room full of naked Japanese girls forcing their male captive to pleasure each and every one of them.

She turned back to him with an unreadable expression on her face. He wasn't sure how to read it, the corners of her mouth twitched upwards into a smile but her eyes betrayed no amusement. She leaned against the doorframe and fixed him with those soul-penetrating eyes "I see being your own boss has advantages"

Joe's heart sank, his dream scenario, the most beautiful women he'd ever met sharing tea in his apartment, and within minutes he'd outed himself as a pathetic pervert. He wanted the ground to upon up and swallow him "I am really sorry about that, I can only apologise..." he knew he should add something but he just couldn't think of anything that would make the situation any less embarrassing.

"You are interested in Japanese animation?" she asked in a neutral tone

Joe placed that tray on the coffee table "You weren't supposed to see that...I am very embarrassed" he mumbled shamefaced

"Why, it is a fascinating piece of their culture....their artist and scriptwriters are extremely creative" She replied.

"Erm....I suppose it is. I love everything Japanese" he said hopeful that the conversation allow him to look less of a pervert

"Most of it is extremely objectifying to women and yet seem to have chosen one where the male is tied down at the mercy of the women" She left the sentence there and reached for her tea cup

Joe was feeling uncomfortable, he tried to make a joke then change the subject "Ah well, I am all for equality I suppose....have you ever been to Japan?"

Katerina sipped her tea staring at him. Eventually she placed the cup down "I travel to the far east often, their aesthetic is amazing. And south east Asia too, their attitudes towards beauty are wonderful...I find it extremely inspiring"

Joe inwardly breathed a sigh of relief "I was lucky enough to go to Japan last year and Thailand a few years ago...I loved it"

Katerina stirred at him intently, it made him slightly uncomfortable given the glimpse she'd seen into his private life. He was glad, however, that the conversation had moved on "So when you are not enjoying hentai what is it you do in your office" she asked, this time betraying a definite amount of amusement.

Joe blushed furiously but ploughed into a description of his work. This delighted Katerina as she was currently looking for a website designer who could help make a site to promote her books. Joe leapt at the chance....he was pretty busy at the moment but he could definitely make space in his schedule if it meant spending more time with Katerina. They discussed her needs and it all seemed extremely easy. Katerina wrote dark fantasy novels that had recently been translated into English.

Despite the earlier blip things were going like a dream. Katerina's enthusiasm and confidence pushed the conversation along and before they realised it Joe had a fairly long "To do" list scribbled down as well as Katerina's contact details. Eventually Katerina brought up the subject of payment, Joe hadn't even considered that in his enthusiasm and infatuation for this gorgeous women. He mumbled some fee that was well below the market value.

Katerina tilted her head "No, this is too little...I wouldn't not take advantage of my neighbour"

Joe thought that Katerina taking advantage of him would be just fine as far as he was concerned but waved off her objection saying how simple the project was and he was happy to do nice things for his new neighbour.

They then chatted about websites and then world travel, Joe was seriously plucking up courage to ask Katerina out to dinner when her phone went "Ah, it is the landlord" she announced to Joe's disappointment "I have one more favour to ask of my neighbour. I am having trouble getting broadband to my apartment. Would I be able to share yours for a short while"

Again Joe was almost falling over himself to help her and quickly scribbled down the username and password and with that down Katerina showed herself out.

Joe closed the down and breathed a sigh of relief. Despite the early disaster things had gone fantastically well. He cleared away the cups and went back to his computer.

BBGs - Part 2

Mike stood in the the gym showers immediately debating the wisdom of his actions. If this didn't work out it was be very awkward in the gym and he hardly knew this girl....plus, well there was no getting round the fact she was a big girl. He thought of the rest of his rugby team and sports students with their perfectly sculpted model-in-training girlfriends. He could imagine the reaction if he was going out with a girl like Katie.

He then berated himself, if he was thinking like that he was no better than those guys who'd made fun of Katie as she walked through the gym...he was worse in fact, at least they were being honest about being scumbags. Kate was lovely, she'd been bright and funny once you punctured that veneer of shy, defensiveness.

She was a pretty girl, what did it matter if she was fatter than other girls. "STOP BEING A JERK" he told himself. He shook his head, it wasn't like him to be shallow, he was better than those other guys. Mike had been single for a long time, he was one of the few people he knew who didn't seem to have any luck with women despite being popular and sociable. The problems started last year, Mike's first at university. He had joined the rugby team and the running club and things had been going well. He'd hooked up with a physiotherapist called, Gayle, things has been going fine until he'd sustained a pretty bad groin injury whilst running in February. This had meant no sport and no sex for most of the year. He had struggled to stay part of the rugby team and had lost touch with a lot of his friends. Gayle had helped him a lot and they'd kept their sex life alive via Gayle's voracious appetite for having Mike go down on here. He didn't mind this one bit and they'd stayed together until the end of the first year when she'd left university having failed her course and transferred to a college closer to her home. Since summer he'd been trying to get fit again and re-establish his social life, he had lost a lot of confidence after being off the market for so long. A date would actually be really great he decided.

He was walking back from the gym towards his student accommodation when his phone started ringing, unknown number so it was probably be Katie "Hello?" He answered.

".....err....hi it's Katie, is that Mike" she said falteringly.

Galvanised by his earlier self-loathing he decided to take the initiative "Yeah, hi Katie....still on for that drink?"

He could almost feel the tension lift from her "Yes definitely" she said a little bit too quickly "What time, I am just leaving the gym and I'll need to get home and get ready...is half eight good for you"

He smiled, a date with a lovely girl was always someone to celebrate "Brilliant, did you have anywhere in mind?"

Katie always tried to avoid the towns student bars, she didn't really have many friends at university and found them all a bit loud and crowded and full of people trying to show off to each other. She'd decided on a quieter bar nearer her home and so was glad when Mike had asked her to choose the venue "How about The Vineyard out towards North Park?"

Mike frowned, that was kind of inconvenient to get to...he would have to hurry to make it for half eight. Still, it wasn't a problem. Probably easier to chat and get to know someone there than in the student union bar or somewhere like that "Yeah, sure....see you there"

Katie was smiling now, she couldn't wait to tell Leanne her housemate. She's talk it over with her and she would give her advice, help her get ready and hopefully drop her off at the bar. "Perfect. See you later".

And that was that.

Mike breeze home and dropped off his gym bag. He didn't have long so quickly started cooking some pasta. He was famished from his gym session. Whilst eating he chatted to his housemates who were delighted that he'd finally managed to get himself a date instead of timidly asking them to try and find a potential matches for him amongst their girlfriend's circle of friends. After that he started getting changed and was just finishing when he looked at his watch. He'd spent too long cooking and was now in danger of missing the bus he needed to make it to North Park in time. He grabbed his coat and ran out of the door.

Of course, the bus was late. He stood at the bus-stop squinting into the distance. He was going to be late...he reached into his pocket to text Katie....no phone. He screamed and berated himself with a stream of profanities that would make a sailor blush. He had two options. Head back to the house and get the phone or see if he could make it. He was just agonising over the decision when the bus crawled into site.

Of course, the bus seemed to take an eternity. Every stop, every set of traffic lights, a traffic snarl-up resulting from two vehicles colliding "OH FOR FUCKS SAKE" Mike mouthed silently as he looked at his watched.

Katie was sitting in The Vineyard nursing a white wine and feeling utterly foolish. She'd text Mike asking where he was and was just in the process of calling her housemate to come and pick her up when her date almost fell through the door looking like he'd just finished a marathon. This was not far from the truth, he had abandoned the bus as it sat in the gridlock resulting from the traffic accident and sprinted the remaining mile. He gasped for breath as her stood opposite her and generally looked utterly pathetic "I am so sorry I'm late...it was a nightmare" he gasped.

Katie looked him up and down, he actually looked less sweaty when they'd met at the gym earlier...he'd obviously ran a significant distance to get her but still, he was over twenty minutes late. "Looks like someone didn't do their warm-up routine, it's really important you know" Mike laughed in between breathes. She wasn't letting him off the hook "I have this thing called a phone...it's great, it let's you communicate with people" she said sarcastically.

Mike regained his breath "I have this thing called a brain, it's completely useless....I left my phone at home sorry"

Katie merely raised an eyebrow

"I swear..." he protested, he held his arms outstretched "...you can frisk me".

Katie folded her arms "You wish"

Mike smiled "Can I get you a drink? You can throw it at me if you like"

This gained him a laughed, he looked so forlorn and he really did seem genuine. Katie relented "I'll have a dry white protein shake. Chardonnay flavoured".

Mike grinned. He looked at Katie for the first time having been avoiding eye contact with her out of nervousness. She looked beautiful. At the gym her dark brown hair was tied back tightly, now it flowed down to her shoulders, her eyes sparkled and were contrasts by dark eyeliner and the plump lips that held so much allure earlier were now pink and glossy and begging to be kissed. She wore a tasteful party dress that covered her shoulders but left her arms bare and showed off Katie's secret weapon. Her chest could reduce most men to distracted, gibbering wrecks. It plunged down to show an expanse of creamy white skin and a generous amount of cleavage. Whilst she was getting ready Leanne noted that it would provide an interesting test to see if he spoke to her face or her boobs all night. Most of Katie's infrequent dating had resulted in the latter regardless of what she wore. With Mike, strong and athletic as he was, she felt like showing off.

Once the date actually got started things went great. The two chatted and got along brilliantly. They mocked various types of people at the gym, bemoaned student life, talked about their respective courses, asked about each others home life. Mike wanted nothing better then to stare at those gorgeous breasts all night but made a conscious effort to look her in the eye. They sat for 3 hours and several drinks before the bell went for closing time.

They grabbed their coats and headed for the door, as they exited Mike decided to take the plunge and reached for her hand. Katie's breath caught as he did so. Mike was definitely attractive and he seemed like a lovely guy, now he was holding her hand. She looked up at Mike and she gently moved his head forward until they kissed. She turned so they faced each other and she held her hands up to his face and lost herself in the kiss as he wrapped his arms around her. She closed her eyes and let herself get swept away.

BBGs - Part 1

Big Beautiful Goddesses. That was how Mike thought of them now. He had never really entertained a particular like of plus sized woman but that was before he met Kate. Now they dominated his life.

It started at the gym. Mike was studying Sports and Exercise Science at University and whilst not in class he generally spent all his free time either playing rugby or working out. The university had superb facilities and plenty of faculty staff and physios to help keep him in condition. He was working away on the treadmill when he noticed, her come in. She was definitely out of place there but he had noticed her there a few times recently. The only word to describe her was voluptuous and in a gym full of sports students, athletes and even the odd Olympic hopeful that did stand out.

Mike watched her as she entered, her shoulders were hunched, her focus on her phone screen and a gym bag over her shoulder. He noticed two guys working the chest fly machines making fun of her. One nudged the other and nodded towards her. They exchanged words and laughed. Mike's eyes narrows, he hated bullies. On the rugby team he played at the back of the scrum and always made sure that any opposition forwards throwing their weight around the scrum half or fly half got a lot of tough tackling from him.

He carried on his treadmill workout. He was planning on running the city's half marathon next spring so he was keeping in trim with 10km runs. He was just passing the 6km mark when the girl emerged from the changing rooms. She was a vision of self-consciousness. Her hair was tied back tightly and she wore a baggy t-shirt and tracksuit bottoms rather than the usual bra-top and yoga pants favoured by most girls at the gym.

She shuffled past the rows of exercise machines into the main area of the gym as she passed Mike noticed a couple of other people frown at her and one of two chest exercisers puffed out his cheeks behind her back. His companion burst out laughing and he noticed her head bow and her posture become even more defensive. Arsesoles he thought. He smiled at her as she passed but she was already in her cocoon and didn't notice.


Mike upped the speed on the treadmill a couple of notches and concentrated on his music again. Appropriately the next song was "I'm gonna knock you out" by LL Cool J. A good running song and a good soundtrack to entertain thoughts of confronting the two guys. He knew he wouldn't but still it was nice to dream about being a knight in shining armour.

Ne noticed the girl hop onto a treadmill in the row in front of him and to the left. She was doing a fairly light jog, probably about 7kph. Mike was just cruising past 8km when he saw her jump onto the footpads either side of the belt and feel her calf. After a brief bit of massage she resumed and went for another minute or so before repeating the impasse. It was obvious what was happening, the girl had hurried onto the machine without any stretches or warm-up...hardly surprising given the nature of the welcome she'd received.

This happened a third time and Mike decided to act. He hopped off his treadmill and approached her. Approaching someone in the gym was awkward. Almost everyone was in their own zone and invariably had headphones glued to their ears. Mike removed his and tried to gain the girl's attention. "Hi......HI!" he said and waved at her so he was visible in her peripheral vision. He gave her a start. Dammit he thought.

She looked timid and flustered and like she wanted to be anywhere else other than here. She pulled her headphones out and said "Yeah?"

Mike was speaking louder than normal in order to be heard above the gym usual, chronically bad R&B and Drum and Base music "DO YOU MIND IF I MAKE A SUGGESTION?"

The girl looked as if she had no idea how to respond. up close Mike realised that she was actually a pretty attractive girl. She had a round face with full cheeks and really beautiful plump lips. Although she wore no makeup at all her overall look was a bit severe because of the way her hair was pulled back but she certainly had a natural beauty. The no makeup thing was something that Mike liked, he always found the idea of going the gym in full makeup a strange one.

Mike pressed on "I SAW YOU HAVING PROBLEMS WITH YOUR CALF" then he realised he was shouting at the girl, he hopped onto the treadmill next to hers so he could talk at a more normal volume "...Sorry, I'm Mike...I err....I noticed you having problems with your calf as you ran, are you carrying an injury?"

Again the shyness and confusion was plain to see "umm, not really....it's just really sore. I am hoping to do 3km"

Mike was really anxious to put her at ease, in truth he was regretting starting the conversation...the first rule of gym club is do not invade people's space while they are working out. "Can I show you some stretches that will help...I am doing a sports exercise course and they are always telling us about our warm-ups".

Finally he got the ghost of a smile for his trouble "Yeah, that'd really help thanks".

Now Mike had to deliver. He looked round and spotted the step up to the raised weight training section, thankfully it was deserted and at the back of the gym "Can we pop over to that step and I'll show you the stretches I do?"

Now a full smile lit up her face. It was really lovely and any doubts Mike had about his actions evaporated "I'm Mike" he said

"Kate" came the reply

Over the next 20 minutes Mike showed Kate an array of simple calf-stretches and general twists and pulls that would help a person limber up before beginning their workout. One or two of these Kate reached for his hand and steadied herself as she balanced. It was an awkward encounter but far from unpleasant. They chatted about their various courses. Kate was studying a beautician course on the next campus over, Mike showed off a bit about his rugby and his running. The ice was well and truly broken now, she was a lovely girl and deserved so much better than the low level bullying she'd been getting. They were just finishing the stretches when Kate casually enquired "So will all the sporty types wonder what you are doing with the gym's token fatty"

Mike was not sure how to take that, Kate's tone was far from self-pity but Mike didn't comfortable acknowledging her weight. He was something of a novice when it came to the opposite sex and had always failed miserably on how to talk to a woman about her appearance. "The gym is the gym, there is always someone fitter, faster or stronger then you...we all end up the same stinky sweaty mess"

"Oh thanks" she said showing mock offence by sniffing her armpit

Mike blushed at his faux pas "You know what I mean" They began walking back towards the main area of the gym.

Kate gave a tight smile "Well I am slower and weaker than everyone here so I suppose I am quite useful for you all to have around"

Mike wasn't going to have her dragging herself down "You are lapping every single lazy bastard sat at home on the sofa..." then he realised his vulgar turn of phrase "Oh, pardon the language"

Kate smiled at this "Awww, a true gentleman"

Mike shrugged elaborately "There are still some of us about". They reached there respective treadmills. Mike looked at his watch. The coaching session had taken up the remainder of his gym time...he was going to have to leave. He lingered for a time "So do you fancy meeting later for a protein shake or a vegetable fruit smoothie. Our bodies are temples after all"

Kate didn't respond...this was totally unexpected to her. She was used to being all but shunned in the gym. She was well aware of the not-so-subtle mockery she received but why should she have to go somewhere else and pay for another gym. She hated her workouts but she definitely wanted to get in shape. Having someone be nice to her was unexpected enough, now he was hitting on her

Mike sensed the awkwardness "...or a proper drink" he added hoping not to sound desperate.

Kate looked at this handsome, tall, muscular athlete and tried to assess the situation. Why the hell not? "Sure.." she said and pulled her phone from the holster on her arm "...Number".

Mike recited it still unsure why had had taken this plunge but it was too late now, plus she was a very pretty girl. He offered his hand to her "Okay then, I'll meet you later for some energy wine or a protein beer". The two laughed and Mike strolled off to hit the showers.

Kate looked at the treadmill and thought "Fuck it", she too headed to the changing room to get cleaned up, head home and prepare for their date.

Mummys Boy - Part 15

He spent a long time on the journal and so it was late by the time Daniel finished it, he wanted to go into the full range of pain, discomfort, arousal and frustration he experienced during his first caged porn and erotica session...he also wanted to make notes on the new and varied types themes and images he was being exposed to under the guidance of this controlling, alluring dominatrix. He sent the document and headed to the shower before turning in.

Being essentially a lady of leisure Victoria was out at a nightclub. She was actually sat in the VIP lounge discussing her latest acquisition with her friends Cassandra, Valerie and Arabella when the email arrived. She smiled as she looked at the message and then beamed when she saw the size of the attached document. Her instincts where correct, Daniel was approaching the whole task with the zeal of the intellectually and the obedience of the submissive. Perfect.

She continued discussing Daniel and her ongoing chastity writing but she was now itching to get home and read his latest diary entry. As usual Valerie was accompanied by a retinue of strong, muscular alpha males...Victoria had been flirting outrageously with one of them all night, a guy called Mark. Now she faced a dilemma, she was rather taken with the dumb, hulking brute but should she hang around and allow herself to be pampered and doted upon or should she escape to her suburban retreat and find out what delights Daniel had produced now.

Mark returned from the bar with a tray of drinks for the ladies. God he was hot she thought, his tight trousers clearly showed a bulging in his crotch. She could have him, he was ready and willing to be her lover for the night. Valerie's males were always utterly devoted to her and her friends, they were simple uncomplicated and almost invariably great in bed. He sat next to her and presented her with her drink, a neat double whisky. Victoria looked at that gorgeous chiseled face and decided there and then, the thought of Daniel was getting her too aroused for words. She gulped back her drink in one and fixed Mark in her glare. Addressing the rest of the party without looking at them she announced "I think myself and young Mark will be on our way now".

The rest of the people at the table grinned and made lascivious remarks. Mark smiled and stood up offering his arm to the older lady. Victoria felt fantastic, she was about to enjoy a night of passion with a hunk half her age and then meet up with her new plaything the next day. What more could a girl want.

As they retreated through the club she casually said to Mark "I hope you've lots of energy in reserve...I want you to fuck me every way you know how."

Mark smiled, he was used to Valerie and her friends lusts and passions. He spent each and every day working out and perfecting his sexual techniques. He had a thing for older woman and for readheads...He was eager to get Victoria back to her house and rip off her clothes. He had been teased and tormented all day by Valerie's masturbatrixes. He had a lot of pent up energy to unleash and all the stamina and self control in the world.

About an hour later he was ploughing himself into the insatiable older women and she was literally howling with pleasure. They had stumbled through the door and were literally tearing the clothes off each other. They fucked like animals for what felt like hours their bodies were glistening with sweat. Mark had lost count of the number of orgasms Victoria had had. Finally her shrieks reached a crescendo and she growled at him to cum. Mark was on the point of exhaustion by now and joyously let his self-control ebb away as he enjoyed a huge mind-shattering orgasm of his own before flopping down beside his lover almost hyper-ventilating.

Victoria for her part was barely conscious...she had needed that release after get so working up all week thinking of her little chaste laboratory experiment. She was going to own that dear young man...she was going to ensnare him. He was too precious to let go. She sighed dreamily as Mark put his arm around her and she drifted off to sleep thinking off her cock-caged little plaything.

Across town, despite the fact he had gone to bed hours before Victoria, Daniel was still awake. He was having trouble sleeping with the cage. Imagines of female dominated sex scenes keep leaping into his mind and making his cock swell against the cage. This was going to be a problem, he definitely needed sleep. He tried to stay motionless and keep the weight off his groin but not let the cage dangle and pull on his genitals...He eventually put on a snug pair of briefs and tried to doze off.

Chastity was hellish

In Her Debt - Part 48

Arabella nearly came there and then when she saw the shy, pretty little girl standing at the doorway to her bedroom. She took a moment to marvel at the job Georgina had done, she was truly a genius. She sat there in just an ivory coloured silk housecoat drinking a glass of champagne gazing at the vision of submission standing before her.

Alex was barely detectable under the tasteful layer of makeup and styling. His outfit screamed "shy virgin" and the thick perfume filled the room. Alexa was by no means the finished article yet but she was truly a thing of beauty.

"Oh Alexa, you are truly beautiful" she said and the boy blushed

"Th-thank you Mistress Arabella, this is all feeling weird but I will do my best" he mumbled. Arabella almost bounded across the room and engulfed him in a deep hug.

"You will be perfect my love" she whispered into his hear before kissing him. She pressed her lips onto his smearing her lipstick and his gloss together. She stayed pressed against him for a long, perfect moment before breaking the kiss and smiling. She had to pinch herself to remind her that just a few days ago this boy had tip-toed nervously into her office at the bank. She wanted to shout in triumph. Her and Jane had spotted his potential as a submissive straight away. The polite manner, the soft features, his shy passiveness, the natural deference. He was going to be their masterpiece. Even the usually steel-hard Valerie was gushing with her praise ad affection for him.

Arabella grabbed her phone and began taking pictures of him while he stood there teetering on the pink high heeled pumps Georgina had given him. She photographed him from all angles and caressed him as she stalked round him looking for the right angles to show off his prettiness. She lavished praise on him and constantly told him how lovely he looked. He blushed and struggled to come to terms with being called a "Beautiful thing" or a "pretty little girl".

Arabella added the pictures to an email and sent it out to her "Alexa" mailing list. This included her fellow "Coven" members but also the administrators of the various websites Alex was starring in. Pretty soon everyone would see the new improved Alex and further cement his transformation in the blushing debutant Alexa.

With that job done she lead him over to her bed. It is was decked out in white silk and surrounded with scented candles. It was the perfect place for a seduction. She handed Alex as glass of champagne and the clinked glasses and they sipped the cold liquid. She could tell he was nervous but that wasn't a problem...she was going to lie back and let this beautiful young thing cum inside her. It was rare one of her submissives was ever grant that honour but Alex was something special.. She gestured over to the full length mirror and Alex drank in his newly feminised form and Arabella began kissing his neck and nibbling his ear.

She topped up his glass and whispered "Look at yourself Alexa..." she stroked her hand up and down over Alex's lingerie clad body "...look what happens when you trust your Mistresses" she took another gulp of wine and gestured for him to do the same, Alex had been plied with wine at dinner and now with the champagne and drug laced liqueur Georgina had given him his mind was swimming and his cheeks were flushed. Arabella nuzzled in close to her pet and poke softly and sensuously as Valeria had taught her. "You are our beautiful little girl now Alexa, surrounded by strong women who will protect you and guide you and make love to you each and every day..." She stroked him rubbing the beautiful feminine fabrics all over his body causing shivers of pleasure. "...just surrender to us and everything will be wonderful..."she moved her hand to his panty-clad cock and began to stroke it as she nuzzled against his neck "...forget about everything else, just look to please your Mistresses and we'll wrap you in our arms and makes you soft and pretty and beautiful" her voice was barely audible now as her poor mind-controlled little sex-slave drifted into an almost trans-like state of submission. She moved her mouth next to his ear "...Alexa, it's time for you to make love to me".

Arabella lay back and slid to the top of the bed and slowly undid the belt of her housecoat revealing her perfect, ripe curves. She opened her legs and tapped her clit with her finger "Kiss me there please my love"

Alex was in a dream, his senses were being over-run and overloaded by the sensations her was experiencing, he had never wanted anything more than to worship and adore this stunning older woman. He put his glass down and and crawled towards Arabella. He started kissing her feet much to Arabella's delight, her perfectly smooth legs were soon being kissed by him and the pleasure was growing as his lips moved higher and higher. She was moaning and mewling by the time the beautiful little femboy reached her groin

"That's it Alexa, make your goddess cum with that perfect tongue of yours"

Alex complied immediately, he was finding himself addicted to bestowing oral pleasure onto the woman in his life and quickly begin kissing her clit before letting his tongue probe and lap at her pussy. Arabella was quickly in rapture from his ministrations. God, she thought, he might actually be the best pussy-slut she'd ever had. Alex quickened his tempo and allowed his tongue to probe inside her producing a gasp of pleasure and strong hand gripping his hair. He began to kiss and suck and lap at her slit and Arabella felt a wonderful full body orgasm wash over her. She cried out in ecstasy and clamped her thighs around her lovers head and she allowed the pleasure to ebb slightly.

She didn't release him, rather she kept him clamped her and he continued a slow gently tonguing until her pleasure started to build again. She let her grip on him go and looked down at him "Now Alexa, get this delightful cock of yours inside me"

Alex slid up to face her and she started kissing him savouring the glistening, sticky pussy-juice on his face. She reached down and freed his throbbing cock from his panties. He looked so utterly gorgeous to her in that virginal lingerie. He was her perfect little lesbian sex-slave now. She had no doubt in her mind of his new life. "Now Alexa, fuck me and cum inside me and you'll be my little girl forever I promise"

Alex heard the words she said, he felt the weight of the moment, was he really going to be a girl from now on. It was so strange to him, frightening even but Arabella lay before his and she was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. He could tell she adored him and that certainty made everything feel okay. He moved his cock and pressed it against her pussy. Arabella felt his cockhead rubbing against her clit and opened her legs wider "That's it my gorgeous little girl, put it all inside and you'll be my possession....that's what you want isn't it Alexa....give yourself to me, put it all the way inside me baby" Alex was breathless with excitement. He never wanted anything more in his entire life. He surrendered to the moment and pushed his cock into Arabella's scalding hot wet pussy.

Arabella growled with pleasure and triumph as she felt that gorgeous, thick cock slide inside her. She knew she had him mind, body and soul now "Yesssssss baby, harder, give me everything" she groaned. Alex complied immediately and pushed himself all the way inside her and then withdrew almost totally. He linger a moment and kissed Arabella on the lips. She folded her arms around him and simply whispered "fuck me".

The two of them groaned and moaned and Alex began sliding in and out of his Mistress, their pleasures were building almost immediately as the excitement and anticipation of the moment overwhelmed them both. It would not be a long love-making session but Arabella didn't care, all she wanted was that orgasm flooding her insides and her ownership of Alex etched into his soul. She knew this was the moment when her truly, truly became hers.

Alex was in rapture now as his pleasure grew and grew "Yesss Alexa, that's it, just fuck me and cum in my pussy....give it to me honey......fuck yes" cried his lover

It wasn't long before there was no turning back...he began moaning himself "Oh god, oh god.......oh god I'm cumming" he groaned much to Arabella delight.

He began cumming, spurting pulse after pulse of semen into her. She felt every thrust and wrapped her legs around him in order to force him deeper inside her for as long as possible. With her hand she guided his head to hers and they kissed for an age as their breathing returned to normal. She pulled the silken bedsheets and around the two of them and they lay there as one both utterly spent and utterly contented.