The unease and anxiety of the young woman had been obvious from
the moment she'd walked into the bar. Still, Jackie was probably
one of the first to notice the nervous cute blondie she had an
eye for that kind of thing, and not just because she was a cop.
This being a pure lesbian bar, Jackie knew she had to make her
move fast, before any of the other horny dykes could move in.
They did get a lot of cute lesbians at the Pink Velvet, but
surely the blondie was a standout.
"Hi there" she marched right up and smiled. The black woman was
a head taller than her younger, blonde counterpart. "Name's
Jackie what's yours sweetie?"
She looked like she'd swallowed her tongue, but managed to say
"Cindy" in a low, unconfident voice.
Jackie smiled a bit more. Cindy could not make it more obvious
that she was a newbie; still unsure whether she was meant to be
here, a lesbian bar in the lower west side, surrounded by
tattooed, pierced butch dykes... All the better Jackie thought:
Catch'em when they are fresh!
"Come this way Cindy, let me buy you a drink..."
"Yes, Ma'am" the blonde replied in a lowered voice.
It was impossible to miss that last lusty, shameful emphasis, the
"Ma'am" word so readily offered. Jackie suddenly knew all about
Cindy. Just like the song: Some of them wanna be abused... Too
good to be true? Well, here she was, Cindy the wanna-be-sub, no
doubt wetting her panties at the sight of Jackie.
Perhaps, Cindy wasn't even a lesbian. Perhaps, she wasn't even
here to get laid maybe, she was here for the mere pleasure of
being a weakling, and calling bigger, stronger lesbians
"Ma'am"... Just to get a whiff of her fantasies. And Jackie
would bet her last dollar that Cindy's dirty little fantasies
involved her being a cute little abused lesbian sex slave, in the
hands of a mighty dominatrix. A big black dyke like Jackie? All
the better, of course...
Now, Jackie would have to see what could be done to turn little
Cindy's fantasies into reality.
"Come this way, Cindy" the black policewoman pulled the young
blonde towards the back. "I got some friends I want you to
meet..."
****
It was past 2 AM when they arrived at the entrance of a
prestigious high-rise on Park Avenue, where Cindy apparently
owned a condo, courtesy of daddy... As a young stock broker,
Cindy made a lot of money, about 3 times what Jackie made as a
narcotics officer to be specific, but all that money went to
shopping and vacationing, as Cindy had helpfully explained, so
Daddy had bought the apartment for her...
They were now a group of four: Sarah, a notably fat,
chain-smoking accountant and Liz, a skinny, muscular woman with
various tattoos and piercings, who ran an auto body-shop in
Brooklyn, had gladly accepted their friend's invitation to party
with the cute blondie at her place... They were after all
friends of Jackie and frequents at the Pink Velvet.
"Wow, Cindy, nice digs..." Jackie chuckled, grabbing the blonde
and kissing her roughly. She stood out as the only black member
of the group, not to mention her considerable size.
"Please don't... the doorman might see" Cindy whined after the
5 tequilas Jackie made her drink, the blonde stock broker had
certainly become more adventurous. Still, she seemed alarmed at
any prospect of discovery it had taken a great deal to convince
her to continue partying at her apartment...
All the same, Jackie grabbed the blonde's ass just as they
entered the building, winking at the fat doorman, who was already
eyeing the four women with clear interest.... She just loved how
Cindy's pretty face lit up all red with embarrassment. The young
woman all but ran towards the elevators...
Soon, in the comfortable confines of a large studio on the 25th
floor, Cindy was serving whiskey to her three lesbian guests
and drinking herself, too.
Drinking way too much...
****
The first picture was of her naked, in her bed, fucking herself
with a dildo her own dildo even though Cindy did not recall
taking it out.
The second picture was her naked, on her knees, head bowed,
wrists handcuffed in the back she'd never had any handcuffs,
they had to be the real police issue, straight from Jackie's
purse the younger woman barely remembered it...
The third picture was her again a close-up of her face, with
her tongue darting out and licking the pussy of another woman, a
black pussy for sure, but that was all one could tell...
"There are lots more..." Jackie smiled at the blonde, a cruel and
excited smile spreading across her sturdy face. The morning
light was shining through the window. Despite her terror, Cindy
noted she was almost surely late for work. Not that this could
be her major worry right now.
"Yeah, lots more..." the other, fat dyke chimed in, her voice
dripping with pleasure. "You were a great fuck...!"
Cindy wanted to puke all over the floor right then. The
domineering Jackie, that had to have had an appeal for Cindy,
last night at least, just for living her fantasies but the
obnoxious fat pig was nothing but revolting!
"And all these naughty, naughty fantasies" came an amused chuckle
from behind Cindy. It was the skinny dyke, looking like an auto
mechanic... She was seated in front of Cindy's lap top,
obviously going through the top secret materials within...
The young blonde found herself filled with terror at once, and
she meant to get up to get back her lap top. She paused when she
realized that she was covered with nothing but a thin blanket she
kept in the living room.
"Sit your ass down" Jackie snarled, grabbing Cindy by the hair
and making sure she stayed down.
"And gimme that blanket" the fat one chuckled, ripping away the
thin sheet that protected Cindy. "Don't be so shy, slut don't
you remember everything you did for us last night...!"
Cindy barely remembered a tiny portion of it and that was
enough to bring tears of disgust to her eyes.
"And so much more you'll be doing..." Liz, the skinny one said
merrily, still going through Cindy's computer. "You guys really
should see all the nasty stuff this bitch is into..."
Jackie smiled: "Oh, she should see all the nasty stuff we're
into..."
"And", the black woman grabbed the naked Cindy by the chin and
pushed her face up, looking right into her eyes: "You will...
All those fantasies you like well, my little sub slut, you will
experience them all, one by one, and then more stuff that you
didn't dare imagine. Wait till you see how much fun we'll be
having playing with you... slave! You want pain! Oh, you'll get
it we can't wait to have a screaming little slut to torment for
our amusement. You wanted to be dominated and fucked by lesbians
well, slut you'll now get fucked more often than a street
whore, I guarantee you that, by us and by anyone we want to loan
you out to! You'll be the best little carpet-muncher in
Manhattan in a year's time, guaranteed. You'll be famous in all
the dyke bars..."
"Oh yes" the fat one said sternly. "You will do everything we
tell you and you will do very many things you would have
thought impossible... That is, unless, you'd rather let us send
everyone you know all these lovely pictures..."
"Please, please don't do that" the young woman pled at once...
All three lesbians were grinning as Cindy found herself on the
verge of tears...
*****
Jackie turned the key and entered Cindy's apartment at half past
6 PM, as she'd been doing often for the past month - what a blast
it was to have a slave quarters to walk into after a long, hard
day's work of chasing fuckin' sociopaths and hardened criminals.
She'd been nearly shot at just four hours ago on one of the
nastiest street corners of Bronx the big fat drug dealer she'd
caught with a big stash of coke had not been quick enough to get
at his well-hidden shotgun, but he'd managed to land a big blow
to the side of Jackie's head before she'd restrained him with the
aid of her club. Her head still hurt like a bitch she'd nearly
needed stitches. God forbid if she'd actually shot the bastard
his fancy, white-as-a-dove downtown lawyer had already filed a
police brutality complaint. Never mind his client was a
300-pound behemoth already high on his own product, who would
have killed a Cop without hesitation. And even though the
piece-of-shit she'd arrested was no less black than Jackie
herself, she'd spent a good two hours being grilled on the
subject of racial profiling by her lieutenant who, like the
lawyer, was white as a dove, dressed more like corporate CEO than
actual police, and was clearly bothered by the sight of Jackie:
A strong, tall, black, and proudly lesbian woman wielding a gun
and making decisions on her own on the streets streets where
clowns like them wouldn't even manage to survive anymore... And
either of those clowns could very well have been little Cindy's
precious daddy or uncle or some such... Now, there was a thought
to lift up her sprits and work out her frustration at the day's
events... after all, she did have one of those white-as-a-dove
bitches in her total possession, did she not?
Cindy waited for Jackie as she'd been trained completely naked
except for a dog-collar that would have looked too ugly on a
bulldog. She was on all fours in the middle of the living room
when Jackie entered, her head arching up to look up at her owner:
"Pleeeease fuck me Mistress.... Pleeeeaseee fuck your bitch" she
whined in the neediest voice any girl could ever muster, but she
did not wait for a response.
Instead, she crawled towards Jackie like a slow dog in a rush,
and began licking Jackie's police-issue boots 'that's good'
Jackie thought. The boots clearly needed cleaning after walking
the beat in Bronx all day.
"Enough, slut..." Jackie finally stopped her, walking past the
supplicated posture of the nude blonde girl, taking a comfortable
seat.
"On your knees slave" she ordered and Cindy assumed the position:
On her knees, thighs spread wide apart, her back straight as an
arrow, her hands clasped at the back of her neck...
"So, tell me slave", Jackie inquired, "were you fired today?"
Cindy swallowed hard, her eyes cast down anxiously: "No
Mistress, not yet" she replied, her voice dripping with both
shame and fear.
"Bad, bad, bad girl" Jackie tapped on her pants, only half angry.
"You are going to cost me a bundle..."
Jackie, Sarah, and Liz had a bet going on on when Cindy would
get fired from her highly respectable job... Jackie had bet the
earliest deadline which was now only a couple days away, and so
far Cindy's new choice of office clothes consisting of tiniest
stretch mini-skirts, see-through blouses, and towering fuck-me
pumps had only produced half-amused, half-delighted rebukes from
her male superiors... Likewise, her half-way criminal offer for
sucking off an important client in the middle of a one-on-one
meeting had evidently only resulted in daily 'investment advice'
trips to the said client and a notable rise in the commissions
she generated, which actually worked against the little slut
getting her ass canned and transforming into a 24-hour available
lesbian sex slave as planned. Perhaps, getting caught fucking
one of the doubtless black janitors would get the job done.
Jackie decided this was exactly what she would order Cindy to try
the next morning... But only after Jackie administered her
well-deserved punishment for failing to get fired 2 more days,
and they'd be in that fat bitch Sarah's target zone and Jackie
would be out-of-the-money... She didn't like that one bit.
Her eyes got caught on the giant-screen TV placed in the middle
of the living room it had a slide-show playing on it: One
picture after another of Cindy in totally exposed, humiliating
positions Cindy eating one pussy after another, Cindy being
punished and violated, Cindy fucking herself with various obscene
tools, Cindy tied up in severe bondage and being spanked... The
web address remained fixed at the top: <a
href="http://www.cindycooperthelesbianfucktoy.net">www.cindycoope
rthelesbianfucktoy.net</a>. If anyone actually did try the web
site, all they would get was a blank, password protected page...
And with so many Cindy Coopers in the phonebook, who was to know?
Except that Jackie, Sarah, and Liz had access to the web site
and could remove the password protection even remotely from their
cell-phones. Another little press of a button would have put in
motion a mass-mail batch heading to Cindy's entire contact list,
advertising the newly bared web site of hers... Sarah had once
left the web site exposed till Cindy could be convinced to make
her cumm the blonde stock broker had made the fat accountant
climax in about 90 seconds... And she'd still had to beg Sarah
to put back up the password protection...
Cindy remained on her knees, watching Jackie attentively and
waiting for orders. If there was one thing Jackie was sure of,
it was that Cindy's fantasies of being dominated were no more
than a faint, make-belief whim that wore away quickly, and she
was no lesbian at all. She was as straight as good girls came
and she flat-out hated the touch of lesbians, let alone being
dominated into endless, furious sex by them. This, of course,
provided much amusement: What could be better for three
dominants than to have a pretty, straight girl in their hands,
who didn't wanna be dominated or fucked by lesbians but had no
choice in it? A girl they could play with but who didn't want to
play along.... It was almost too good to be true....
Jackie got up and placed her police-issue hand-cuffs on Cindy's
delicate wrists, locking her hands behind the naked blonde's back
Jackie owned a wide range of bondage tools but nothing gave her
as much pleasure as using her own good ol' official police-issue
cuffs, without any fear of 'police brutality' or 'perp rights' or
any other such non-sense... Unlike the dangerous criminals and
gang members she had to battle daily, Cindy was here to be
restrained and take it as her Mistress saw fit, without any
concern or any limit... Jackie attached the usual chain to
Cindy's hand-cuffs and connected it to the hook they had placed
on the ceiling and she pulled: The effect was that soon Cindy
was bent-forward at more than 90 degrees so her head and her
pelvis were nearly level, her arms were pulled taut behind her
back, her big fat tits dangled obscenely in front of her, her
long blonde hair curtained her worried face, her shapely legs
stood straight and rigid, and most importantly, the unyielding
position left her well-formed ass high up and totally exposed; a
big, merry target for her Mistress...
And if there was one thing that was more eye-catching than the
full nudity and the totally vulnerable posture of Cindy, it was
the tattoos... One on each butt, and one at the small of her
back. They were made with dark, rich red ink. The one at the
small of her back had a nude woman in chains and on all fours,
licking the booted feet of a dominatrix whose leather-clad legs
and long whip were the only visible parts. The picture was
surrounded in an arch with the words: "I am a lesbian sex slave
bitch"... The tattoo on the right buttock said "Fuck me", and
the on the left said "Spank me", all in the same red ink. Who
could resist such a shameless offering? Jackie slid her fingers
over the tattoos lovingly, recalling how much fun it had been to
place them there perhaps, Cindy wouldn't agree: For one thing,
she'd cried and begged to not have them. She'd looked utterly
humiliated at hearing what was to be permanently printed on her
nubile body. For another thing, they had the tattoos made by an
extremely sleazy tattoo artist in the seedy part of Brooklyn,
near Liz's auto-shop, and the 300-pound tub of lard had agreed to
take the payment in the form of sexual favors from Cindy for a
full day they had tapes of this, too, and he could barely
manage to do anything more than making the girl hop on him
non-stop for hours but the slave-girl had been no less disgusted
and humiliated because of it...
Jackie could see the faint stripes over the tattoos from the
punishment a few days ago. No matter after all, punishing her
slave was the prerogative of a Mistress. Cindy was the slave,
and she existed to provide entertainment and pleasure to Jackie
and her friends. Sometimes Jackie got her fun from fucking the
young, gorgeous blonde every way she liked; sometimes she got her
fun from punishing and humiliating the little slut... Whatever
suited her fancy... And now she wanted to see a screaming slut
at the end of her whip....
Jackie grabbed the usual gag, as well it was a rope gag that
muffled the snotty slave's screams without totally silencing her.
Jackie loved to hear the blonde scream as she endured her
well-deserved punishment, but then a proper place for a slave
would have been a good, sturdy, deep dungeon not the 25th floor
of a luxury condo building. As much as Jackie enjoyed making
Cindy scream, she did not want to make all the neighbors rush to
the door. For now, her muffled cries would be pleasing
enough...
She picked up her favorite crop a black, leather tool that was
thin with a pointy head. It was very good for drawing painful
cries of submission from the girl, even though the marks it left
were negligible... She pushed apart Cindy's naked feet, making
sure her ass was left even higher and more inviting, while her
nude pussy was exposed.
She touched and prodded Cindy's pussy with the tip of the crop
and chuckled in delight the girl was plainly wet... One side
of her still loved her predicament, the pathetic little slut
couldn't help it.
And of course the fact that she wore an automatic vibrator all
day long in the office did not help it was programmed to
activate every 15 minutes for a 1-minute run... Enough to keep
the slave horny and crazy, but not enough to let her cumm. Of
course, she wasn't ever allowed to cumm without permission from
her owners anyway, the punishment for which would be extremely
severe the one time they had discovered her betrayal of this
strict rule, they had beaten her senseless everyday for a week.
Needless to say, Cindy now knew orgasming at will was a privilege
reserved for her superiors and slaves got release only when their
owners saw fit... Probably not what she'd had in mind when she'd
coyly followed Jackie at the Pink Velvet with all that heat
between her thighs, but life could be tough sometimes....
Jackie cleaned the juices on her crop by brushing it against back
of Cindy's legs. "Tomorrow bitch" she said confidently, "you
will get your pretty ass fired and allow me to win this stupid
bet... Or, this here tonight will be like candy. I will punish
you like you could have never imagined..."
Jackie tapped on Cindy's defenseless buttocks playfully, playing
with the girl's anxiety for a kinky slut with fantasies of
being dominated, she was a total wimp when it came to pain. She
flexed her arm and landed the first jolt on Cindy's shapely ass,
drawing a stifled yelp from the girl. It was great, but not
quite right. Jackie made her way towards the cabinet which used
to house Cindy's business files and books, but now contained an
endless supply of sex toys and tools. Soon, she was back with
another chain, which she hooked to Cindy's collar and attached to
the hand-cuffs also the effect was to pull Cindy's head up.
Jackie pulled back her long blonde hair, too, leaving the young
woman's face in the open. Cindy was now facing a living room
wall covered with top-to-bottom mirrors. Satisfied, Jackie went
back to her position behind the girl now, she'd be able to see
Cindy's face as she took her blows.
Cindy's face lit up red with humiliation as she saw her
reflection on the mirror. Here she was, totally nude, in the
ties and chains of a worthless, pathetic slave, bent into in a
totally supplicated posture, facing her own shame. Her tits were
dangling before her as a horrible obscenity. The rope biting
into her mouth made her look incredibly desperate. And there she
was Jackie, her Mistress, one of her Mistresses, standing behind
her, all powerful and cocksure of herself, ready to take her fun
out of Cindy, without a care or concern... Cindy shut her eyes
in shame why would she care? Cindy was the bitch after all,
her bitch; she might have been so many other things a month ago,
young, beautiful, successful... but she was now just Jackie's
bitch... She waited for the blows to come in terrible
anticipation. This was not what she had wanted, no, never...
She did not wait long one blow after another landed on Cindy's
defenseless buttocks, drawing ever more desperate cries from the
25-year old stock broker... Her tits shook like crazy with
every blow, her face turned redder and redder, matching her ass
with every wallop. Jackie clearly loved taking her time with it,
playing with the girl, keeping her blows uneven to keep Cindy on
her toes and ever unprepared. She loved every little cry she
drew out of her defenseless pleasure slave....
After 20 strokes or so, Jackie stopped her arm was growing
tired and the girl was already a mess, whimpering, crying, red
all over, and sweating like she was in the middle of a
gang-bang... And more importantly, Jackie was incredibly turned
on... What a great way to relax and let go off her frustrations
this had been she recalled the whities she'd had to endure at
work dismissively. Here was a pristine white girl, and look what
Jackie was doing to her.... Scores were even... No, actually,
Jackie was ahead and she meant to run up the score on Cindy...
She went back to the cabinet and came back with a huge, black
strap-on, covered with big ugly buttons she went to the front
of Cindy, and untied her gag.
"Aren't you going thank me, slave?" she asked sternly but with a
grin on her strong face.
"Thank you for punishing me Mistress" Cindy replied with nearly
teary eyes, looking up at Jackie as much as she could. It was
almost believable that the girl was grateful for her punishment
her training had been very successful, and rule number 1 was that
she always had to look like she loved whatever was being done to
her...
"Kiss it slut" Jackie ordered, placing the strap-on in front of
the young woman's face. The girl hesitated only for a moment,
she was clearly whipped, but she opened her mouth obediently and
planted a long kiss on the ugly tool as ordered.
"Good" Jackie smiled. She stepped out of her boots and pants,
and then slid down her black bikini panties and put on the giant
strap-on. "Time for my little slave to get fucked like the
screaming whore that she is...!"
Jackie removed her blouse and bra, too she was now naked like
Cindy, except for the giant strap-on protruding from her torso.
She positioned herself behind Cindy, seeing her own reflection
and Cindy's on the mirror the contrast between her dark,
black, feminine yet strong body and Cindy's weak, soft, creamy
white form was a huge turn-on for the dominant lesbian. She
grabbed Cindy's hips with her strong hands, like a powerful man.
She slammed hard into Cindy in one swift move, drawing a loud
scream out of the girl. Soon, the living room was filled with
screams and moans of Cindy, pain from the violation of the giant
rubber cock mixing with humiliating pleasure Cindy did not want
to take pleasure like this, as a bound, belittled, humiliated,
abused slave, a mere toy and bitch to her owners... but there was
no denying it Jackie was slamming into her like a furious,
powerful stud.
"You may cumm slave..." Jackie finally announced and soon Cindy
had no other choice the orgasm flooded her brain, and she
screamed like she was burning inside out...
The last time she'd been allowed to cum had been almost 2 weeks
ago...
*****
When Sarah and Liz entered Cindy's apartment, it was an hour
later. Jackie was still naked, but seated on the big leather
sofa Cindy was kneeling on the floor before her and alternating
between licking her pussy and licking her asshole. She was still
handcuffed there was no need for it, since Cindy hardly ever
dared show any significant disobedience. But Jackie liked
keeping her in chains, almost as much as Cindy hated it. It was
a constant reminder of Cindy's status as a slave besides,
Jackie figured, she didn't need her hands for her current task,
did she... She also held on to two little chains they were
attached to nipple clamps placed on Cindy's breasts, and while
the clamps produced a constantly painful bite, the girl jerked in
fresh agony every time Jackie pulled on the chains, which she did
whenever Cindy's effort sagged in the slightest. She'd been
going at it for the hour, having delivered her Mistress two
shattering orgasms. Jackie wanted a third...
"My, you certainly are having fun..." Liz said with a chuckle.
"Oh, yesss" Jackie replied, and groaned in pleasure as her 3rd
orgasm came in a wave she let go off the chains and grabbed on
to Cindy's blond locks instead as she pushed up her torso
forcefully, rubbing her pussy all over young woman's face...
When Jackie released her hair, Cindy's face was drenched in the
dominant black woman's juices.
"Go greet your other Mistresses" Jackie ordered.
Cindy attempted at moving in the most servile fashion she could
have imagined hand-cuffed as she was, trying to walk on her
knees, but Sarah cut her short: "Crawl to me slut" she barked.
Cindy dropped on the floor and crawled towards the other two
women who had taken seats in big chairs by the window. Her
breasts burned in pain as they brushed against the hard wooden
floor and she managed to move ever slowly, but she arrived at
Sarah's feet. She began licking the fat accountant's shoes
after she was done with hers, she moved over to Liz, and gave her
shoes a tongue-wash too. She finally lifted her head and got on
her knees before the two lesbians, and began begging to be used
and fucked by them, in the usual utterly needy fashion... The
chains still dangled from her tits, shaking and turning as she
pled to be used...
Both women eyed her with dismissive smirks they knew of course
she no longer wanted to play this game or service lesbians. But
Jackie had trained the little slut perfectly; she always managed
to act and look like she was desperate for a good fuck from her
Mistresses. On the surface, she was always dying to bury her
pretty head between their thighs to give them pleasure and she
loved everything they did to her even all the endless
humiliations and punishments were rightful and natural
prerogatives of her owners and she was deserving of every
disgrace visited on her...
But one could see through the act Sarah thought that just
tingled her pussy all the more. It was so much more fun this
way... "Hush slut" the fat accountant stopped her. "You will
serve the pleasure of your betters soon enough..." She took out
a cigarette. "We got couple of trips planned for you..." she
said taking a puff form the cigarette.
Almost surrealistically, Cindy recalled the days when she did not
allow any smoking in her apartment. Those days had been when her
friends smart, educated, beautiful and classy girls like
herself were the visitors. Or potential boyfriends, who were
handsome and rich.... Now she was kneeling in the middle of her
living room in an apartment for which her father still made the
mortgage payments, and she was begging on her knees to be raped
by filthy lesbians and looked like she was dying to be their
little lesbian fucktoy...
"Tomorrow, back to Brooklyn" Liz chimed in. She was the one with
all the tattoos all over her muscled arms she knew the fat
tattoo guy, her auto shop was just a block away. "We gotta do a
bit more decorating on our property...!"
Cindy was doing a poor job of hiding her terror.
"No tattoos this time..." Liz explained helpfully "piercings
actually one on each tit, so we can hang and attach things
when we feel like.... And a few on the tongue of course I love
getting eaten by a slut with tongue piercings... It feels sooo
good...! I'm still undecided on the pussy... And Billy is
really looking forward to working with you again!"
All three women laughed at this, even as Cindy shivered on the
floor.
Jackie had put on her clothes and was walking about. "You are
happy to be decorated for your owners, aren't you slave?" she
asked firmly.
"Yes, Mistress" Cindy replied desperately, she could not risk
more punishment, not again... "Whatever you see fit Mistress
I am always happy to please my Owners, Mistress...." she said
anxiously, trying to make sure she looked like an enthusiastic
participant in her own deformation...
"Good girl" Jackie replied, taking a seat.
"But first, tonight..." Sarah spoke again, taking another puff
from her cigarette she could not find any ashtrays around so
simply dropped the ashes on the floor. "We're going to the Pink
Velvet - we can't wait to finally show off our slave to all the
dirty dykes there!"
Sarah produced a package and took out a piece of clothing from
inside...
"And this is what you'll be wearing..."
She held it up and turned it around for everyone to see: It was
a tiny, white, nearly see-through satin gown, resembling the
outfits of Roman slave girls. It barely came down to mid-thigh,
and was wide open at the sides, held together merely by a couple
of bows on each side, with a super deep cut in the back...
Cindy could see right away how flimsy and small it was, it'd be
well beyond any respectable attempt at looking sexy instead a
mere excuse to flaunt herself like a slut and provoke everyone at
sight.
But the worst thing was at the front, even though it was flat and
showed no cleavage: There was a big, glossy print in dark red
with gold sprinkles:
"Lesbian Slave Girl Your Wish is My Command"
"This is all you'll be wearing, nothing else slut... Well,
except for your slave collar and the biggest pair of high-heels
you got..." Sarah said in hilarity.
Cindy looked up at them and the costume, barely managing to hide
her dismay the idea of going back to Pink Velvet was bad enough
but to go to that place, which was after all a normal bar,
even if a lesbian one, as a freely advertised sex slave was just
too horrible and humiliating to ponder... She was sure she'd
have to walk out of the apartment wearing that thing, too, they'd
get a cab, stand in line, order drinks at the bar... wearing that
humiliating ridicule of a cloth with the mortifying print on
it... She wanted to die and disappear right then.
Both Sarah and Liz were smiling with evil glee... Liz jumped in
merrily: "Honey, tonight, you will eat more pussy than you have
ever imagined... I'm sure all our friends will be very impressed
with our acquisition!"
"But you start with us" Sarah said, unzipping her pants with a
loud sound.
"Get to work slave" Sarah ordered, as she slid off her pants.
Liz was undoing her pants, too - she would be next.
And Jackie was already pondering if she should go for a fourth
before the gang made their way to Pink Velvet...
But then, she figured, perhaps having her pussy eaten at the back
of the bar would be more fun... And maybe she'd catch another
white little slut who wanted to be dominated by a big black
dyke...!