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I slept on the sofa that night, or more precisely, I collapsed in a heap on the sofa. When I woke up, my head was pounding and my entire body ached and stunk something awful. I found the butt plug was still inside me, so removing it felt so incredible I can hardly even describe it. Unfortunately, putting it in again was a challenge and I was so sore from being stuffed the whole night. Once it was back inside me, I felt almost as if I was being watched and I could notice my breathing quicken and my senses heighten. I was running a little late and I knew I had a lot to do to avoid any more trouble, so I rushed through a shower and skipped breakfast. Since Id been ordered to wear something cute, I naturally spent about an hour trying different skirts and tops on before deciding on my black thong, push up bra, a denim skirt which was a little frilled out at the bottom and a white semi metallic blouse. I wore black open toed sandal heels with leather ties that go up my calf¡ I don't know if I could get any "cuter" so I was just hoping that Miss Courtney and Miss Britney would be pleased. With that I went to the door to grab my keys, but instead of my keys, I grabbed a piece of paper. It read..
"Hi puppy, we decided we really liked your car, so we are going to drive it to work for the time being. We also don't really approve of having whores dirty up our seats, so we can't really give you a ride now can we? So here is a bus schedule, we suggest you hurry up and get a ticket before you get on the bus. See you in the morning puppy"
Love
Miss Court and Miss Brit
PS - Courtney takes her coffee with 2 sugars and milk, Britney takes it with cream, no sugar. Get it before you get on the bus, and we expect it to be handed to us as soon as you get to work"
I stared at the letter for a good five minutes before my mind finally clicked into gear and I rushed to the bus stop. Luckily it was nice out and the stop wasn't crowded, and a bus came in only a few minutes. As I was getting on the bus, a blonde girl, looked like a college student, tapped me on the shoulder and said "Forgetting something are we?" I looked at her dumbfounded for a moment before she continued in a whisper "You forgot the Coffees¡. Moron. Hehe". Oh god, she was right, the letter said to get coffee before I got on the bus... oh my god, she knew who I was, and what I was doing and why I was on the train¡ I started to wonder who else knew and just how intense this was going to be and I started to stumble my words. The girl took charge from there "Get your ass to the coffee shop down the street and get back here by the time the next bus gets here in 15 minutes. You might as well pick me up a coffee while your there. Now hurry". With that she took her foot and pushed at my butt steering me in the direction of the coffee shop.
I rushed as fast as I could to get to the coffee shop and make my order and bring it back to the bus stop. I've never been so nervous about ordering coffee in my life. By the time I made my way to the bus stop, there were maybe 15 people sitting and/or standing around waiting for the bus. I made my way to the blonde, and stood next to her. "Give me my coffee puppy" she barked, no please, no formalities; I don't think she actually looked at my eyes. I of course, obliged, and watched as she tasted it. "Eh.. Its ok, it's too sweet. Ill let you slide this time, but don't let it happen again... you had better done a better job with Brit and Courtney's coffee". I nodded my head, and was getting very nervous about displeasing Miss Courtney and Miss Britney. I could feel people's eyes peek over at my situation, standing being berated by a girl easily 5 years younger than me. The blonde spoke again, in a tone just audible to the people around us. "You may call me Miss Andrea puppy, but I don't want to hear a peep out of you unless I speak to you. Understand?" "Yes Miss Andrea" was my whispered response. This got a giggle from Miss Andrea and I think a few heads turned again. My face was bright red and I could feel my knees wobble a bit. If this wasn't bad enough, I could feel my pussy start to moisten. God what a slut I felt like.
Once the bus came, Miss Andrea took a seat and told me to stand in front of her. I watched as other people took seats and gave me quizzical looks. She told me to face her, but to keep my eyes firmly fixated on her feet. I of course did as she asked, and the whole bus ride, I stood there, staring at her red leather boots. I vaguely remembered those boots. They were from last night when Miss A, who was clearly Miss Andrea, was punishing me outside the bar. I must have started to get red, because Miss Andrea noticed, and had a little giggle asking "These look familiar??" At first I didn't answer, but that was a mistake, Miss Andrea kicked my shin and asked a little louder "Well??" to which I replied I wasn't sure, and they looked very nice. "They're a little dirty; I had them on when I was sorting out one of the animals in my backyard yesterday. Ill have to clean them today. Do you know of a good boot cleaner?" This comment, in public made me melt inside, wishing I could crawl into a hole and never come out. It was all very benign, and no one else knew that I was the animal, and likely, the boot cleaner, but still I knew and that made me feel so small and humiliated. "I'm not sure no, Miss Andrea" was my meek reply
Miss Andrea didn't talk to me the rest of the bus ride, as her stop at University was after my stop. I walked the 2 blocks from the bus stop to my office parking lot alone, carrying the coffee and my bags. I looked at my watch and realized I was almost late, and I rushed to get in before 9:00, spilling some coffee on my skirt and top. When I got to my desk, Miss Courtney was already there, wearing a gorgeous red blouse and a navy blue skirt and matching heels. Her shapely legs were being shown off, but in an elegant, sexy way. Whereas I felt like my own outfit was what you'd find in the office hussy. Miss Courtney didn't actually speak to me, she just took her coffee from the tray and put a manila envelope on my desk. As she left, she bumped me with her hip, pushing me aside, and spilling some more coffee all over my blouse.
I sat down at my desk and started to look through the envelope. There were photos of me serving the masked women and men outside the bar last night. There were also documents which appeared to show that I, or someone with my accounts, had stolen company money. It was clear, that if they wanted to, they could ruin me. As I was taking this all in, Miss Britney knocked on my wall and approached me. "Enjoying your morning read puppy?" she asked rubbing my head, which served both to show my lowly status, and mess up my hair a bit. She continued "give me your wallet, and your company pass puppy. At noon, we want you to go to the lunch cart outside and buy us lunch. Caesar salads for me and Court and you can have a hot dog." She then reached in my wallet and took out a $10, handed it to me and walked off.
I could hardly concentrate on my work the rest of the day, and by the time lunch came around, I was hopelessly behind. I was going to have to spend a late night here tonight to even hope to catch up. If that is, Miss Courtney and Miss Britney allowed it. I headed to the lunch cart, clutching the ten dollar bill, as it was all that I had with me. While standing on line I saw Miss Britney, Courtney and Andrea waiting at a table. I also observed there were no empty chairs. I bought the food and brought it over to the table, where Miss Britney and Miss Courtney took their food and then looked at me with disgust. "What the hells wrong with you? You SAW Andrea sitting here, and you didn't get her anything to eat? And where the hell are our drinks? Get your ass back on that line puppy" Miss Britney said as she slapped my leg. I hurried back onto the line, which by this time was much much longer. As I returned, the three of them laughed at me and took their drinks, and the one I got for myself. "Since Andrea decided to join us, we don't have a seat for you. So you can either sit on the ground or stand there." I slid myself down sitting in the corner while Miss Courtney threw me the hot dog, with no bun. "We don't want our puppy getting fat so no bread for you. Now show us all on that hot dog what a good little cock whore you are." The three erupted laughing as I took the hot dog in my mouth and sucked on it. Nibbling it piece by piece, sucking on it slowly, looking up at the three, who had their camera phones out, and began snapping away. When I had finished the hot dog, they told me to sit on my hands while they finished eating. Again I was told to keep my head focused on their feet. Miss Britney had on a pair of tan flip flops while Miss Courtney had on black knee length boots. Both wore skirts and I couldn't help focus a lot of my stares on their shapely legs. I was far enough away to not really be able to make out what they were saying, and I don't think many people noticed me sitting on the floor, and if they did, they certainly wouldn't think I was being dominated by the three girls a few feet away from me.
Finally, Miss Courtney spoke "Ok puppy, throw away our trash and then
meet us at the car." I got up, and took their garbage and began to pile
it and bring it to the dumpster. As I scurried away, Miss Andrea chimed in "Throw
it out in front of the auto shop over there, we've got to give the boys over
there a treat if we want to keep getting free oil changes" So off I went
to the furthest end of the parking lot, to the auto shop. By this time, the
plug was starting to slip out, or at least feel like it was getting loose.
This made me panic and I started to nearly run to the trash can. I made it
to the trash can and I could feel the plug slipping fast. After I threw out
the trash, I slipped into the body shop and asked the guy at the counter if
I could use his bathroom. He said sure, but only if I told him if I was doing
#1 or #2. Since I couldn't very well tell him I was reinserting my butt plug,
I told him I was having my period. Of course in my state, I said it loud enough
so everyone in the store heard me. A middle aged woman even held up a tampon
and offered it to me. I took it, and turned bright red as I walked outside,
keeping my legs close together the whole time, until I got to the bathroom.
Inside, it was dirty and dark and I felt really nasty just being in there.
I reinserted the plug and scurried outside to meet Miss Courtney, Miss Britney
and Miss Andrea, who were waiting by the door to the auto shop. They told me
to get in, but I had to kneel on the floor in the back. Realizing I had no
choice, I obeyed, sticking my ass, which was freshly plugged up and me on my
hands and knees facing Miss Andrea's thighs and boots. As Miss Courtney drove,
Miss Andrea had me licking her boots clean. I was told to suck the heels and
the tips, and even lick the soles clean of all the dirt and much that was on
them. When the car stopped, she laid her legs over my back and let Miss Courtney
and Miss Britney inspect my "work". Apparently I had a passing grade,
because I was pulled from my prostate position and dragged to a clothing store.
Inside, Miss Britney took me around to the intimate apparel section, not actually
speaking to me, or acknowledging me, but picking things out, and telling me
to hold them. After picking out 3 very revealing outfits, she slapped my face
and told me to find Miss Courtney in the dressing room. Once there, Miss Andrea
and Miss Courtney were sitting with another woman, who worked the counter at
the dressing room. There I was told to get in and try on my outfits and model
them for my audience. I was about to protest but then thought better of it
and slinked away to the dressing room. While I was changing all kinds of thoughts
were running through my mind. What were they doing with me, what if my boss
finds out, how can I just so easily accept what they tell me, why does it turn
me on so damm much. The first outfit was a sheer red teddy, with a very low
cut front, and a back that revealed everything. As I stepped out into the main
area, the four women proceeded to comment on my imperfections. Forcing me to
stand as Miss Courtney pointed at flabby areas on my legs and ass while Miss
Andrea used a magic marker highlighting areas on my body which they found lacking.
I was sent to try the second outfit, a yellow string bikini, which barely covered
my nipples and pussy. This time, I was fondled by the four of them. Pinched,
groped, and jiggled, as if they were evaluating an animal. During this time,
none of them spoke to me, and I was slapped if I ever dared look in any of
their eyes. After a few minutes I was slapped again and told to get into the
third outfit. This one was black spandex and vinyl. The back and front were
fitted in the lower part of my back and my stomach, leaving my breasts totally
exposed. There was also a garter belt and stockings, but no panties. I walked
out with my pussy on display and my plug now totally out there for any to see.
This outfit got a lot of whistles from the four spectators, and soon I found
myself on my knees. One by one, the four women took turns shoving their asses
into my face. It was all I could do to lick and suck each asshole without being
suffocated. Miss Andrea went first, lowering her ass roughly to my face. I
slid my tongue in and out gently flicking her ass; she often grabbed my face
and pushed it further, making my nose slide inside her ass. Apparently she
enjoyed that because that was how I stayed, my nose fucking Miss Andrea's ass
for at least ten minutes, before she turned around and pressed her pussy against
my forehead and came all over my face. I spent a good deal of time that day
on my knees licking and sucking all four asses and pussies before Miss Courtney
had enough of my services. She had me buy all 3 outfits as well as several
pairs of jeans and boots for the three of them. I was allowed to dress, but
not fix my face, before they dropped me off again at work.
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