Cutty

New rules for the girls nights out

Tired from the gym she reached home. Fortunately by this time of the year it was early dark so she didn’t had to worry about the neighbors seeing her with all her shopping. All she had to worry about were her daughters.

“Ah there you are.” Ninon said from the living room as Donna entered into the house. “Come in, your daughters are sleeping by friends, so we have the night to ourselves.”

Donna sighed, and walked into the living room with her bags.

“Bring them upstairs, and wear what I have laid out for you.” Ninon said to the tired Donna, as she continued to watch the television.

Donna reluctantly went upstairs and put the bags in the guest room, or Ninon’s room. She didn’t want those items in her own room, just imagine Robert finding them, or her daughters who often went through her room for make-up and other stuff.

Next she went to her room and saw the skimpy outfit on her bed.

“We are going out tonight” Donna understood “But will it be fun like it was?”

She showered a little bit longer than usual to de-stress, got dressed, and applied make up to her face, in accordance with the outfit.

“Slut” she said to herself when she looked at the result in the mirror. She was still angry at herself for letting the salesgirl mistreat her so easily.

When she walked into the living room Ninon checked her.

“The skirt is good, the stockings are just about high enough... The red color of the blouse is ok, and you’ve done an excellent job with the make up, the red lips, the darkened eyebrows, very good Donna!”

Donna smiled. At least Ninon approved, and she seemed to be in a happy mood.

“Ok, sit down in front of me.” Ninon said “I’ll have to explain a few knew rules for our night out.”

Donna sat down in the chair in front of Ninon.

“Up to now we have had much fun going out, right?” Ninon asked.

“Yes, Ninon. It was ok.”

“Well, from now on we will raise the bar a little for you.” Ninon continued “You used to flirt with the man and avoided touching them, or them touching you. That is going to change tonight. I want them to have a little bit more liberty with your body. Nothing gross, but a little touching, felling you up. So if you see a man you like, and all is going well, I expect some kissing and hugging in the corner of the bar. Alright?”

Donna looked at Ninon with pain in her eyes. She didn’t want this, but how could she refuse?

“Well?” Ninon said as Donna didn’t answer.

“Ok, I guess.” Donna answered “But is this really necessary? I mean I am being trained for ms Brendan, so why should I go with men?”

“Well, we’ll go to a lesbian bar in the future, where you can ‘train’ on other women.“ Ninon laughed “But for now men will do.”

“Anyway, next instruction, you will give the men your phone number. This week you will make some personal cards with your address and phone number, and you will give those to the men you like.”

“But they will call me at home, or even pass by! My family will notice!”

“Shh, you are right, but that is the whole purpose of it. You need to be able to handle those tricky situations. Handle those horny men. Keep them off from your family.”

“How? I practically open the door to them!”

“That is what you will learn. Trust me, it is do-able. Else I wouldn’t let you do it.” Ninon reassured Donna. “Well, that’s it for the additional rules, see, nothing to worry about. Come, we have to go. Tonight I want to go through your new toys with you too, so it will be a long night anyway.”

The first bar they entered was a singles bar, and Ninon and Donna just started to drink by themselves. Ninon made Donna drink a lot, telling her it would loosen her up. And Donna, with all that was happening to her, eagerly drank all that was coming to her.

For some reason men stayed away from them in the bar, and Donna actually enjoyed it after a while. She and Ninon chatted about their youth and what idols they had, what music they liked, and more of that stuff. The music in the bar was ok, and Donna felt more and more at ease.

“Let’s go to another bar.” Ninon finally said, and they left.

The other bar was also a singles bar, but immediately Donna noticed all eyes on her. Much different than the other bar.

As they found a place to sit and Donna nervously looked around at all the eyes staring at her Ninon explained “The other bar was more a gay bar, silly girl.”

“How can you expect men not to look at you? Dressed as you are? You are drop dead gorgeous, dressed like a true slut, and entering a singles bar.”

“I just warmed you up first, got a little bit of alcohol in your system to loosen you up.”

“Mind if we join you girls?” Two men had found the courage to walk up to them already.

“Of course not!” Ninon said, and made room for the men. Donna looked at Ninon but found no mercy, and reluctantly made space too. The man besides her started immediately to talk to her.

As she conversed with her man she noticed Ninon having her ‘fun’ with the other men too, but at the same time keeping an eye on Donna.

“Oh, come on, you did notice she was married right?” Ninon interrupted suddenly looking at the man sitting beside Donna. He just asked if she ever was married “You didn’t see the wedding ring?”

“Oh, yeah, now you mention it...” the man turned to Donna “Sorry, but, I thought..”

“Don’t you worry, she knows this is a singles bar, she deliberately came here. We just want some fun.”

“Oh, ok,” both men obviously were uncomfortable with the situation, and after five minutes they excused themselves and went away.

“Why did you do that?” Donna asked. She felt embarrassed.

“Donna, you have to tell them the truth from the beginning. That way you will have less problems later. You should thank me, didn’t they leave?”

Donna looked at Ninon. Was she telling the truth, or just playing with her?

The night out continued with lots of men hitting on them. Ninon was a real expert in flirting with them, as Donna knew by now. But now Ninon regularly involved herself with Donna’s date, telling she was married, and even forcing her into giving out her phone number, and even her address. At the same time she fed Donna more and more alcohol, making Donna slowly but steadily drunk.

Donna felt trapped, as she didn’t know how to avoid the problems she was getting into.

“Remember, I want to see you kissing with a guy at least once.” Ninon reminded her as the night was about to close.

Donna looked at the man she was with now, he looked drunk himself.

“He’ll probably won’t know it the next morning.” Donna thought “And if I have to kiss a guy, he is at least good looking.”

And after a few gestures she was kissing him in front of Ninon and her ‘date’.

“Look at the love birds” she heard Ninon say to her date.

“Shouldn’t we too... “ the man tried.

“Naah.” Ninon replied “I don’t double date” “Besides, I’m married!”

Donna felt shame overwhelm her as she knew everyone knew she was married too. And both men would see her as a slut.

As they finally stumbled out of the bar with two other men Donna was really drunk, and unable to fight off the advances of her latest ‘date’. She reluctantly let him fell her up in the ally next to the bar, as Ninon went for their car.

“You’re hot!” the man breathed in her ears. Donna recalled she didn’t even knew his name! His left hand crept up her leg and was on her ass, his other hand found his way through her skirt, ripping it open, and roughly fondling her as his tongue went wildly through her mouth. She was too drunk to fight him off, and also too afraid, as he was drunk too, and she didn’t know how he would respond to her fighting back. Donna decided it was best to go along, and slowly fend him off.

She kissed him back as best as she could and tried to soften his grip on her that way. She felt his finger entering her asshole, and when she got his hand away it moved to her pussy. Her blouse was by then torn open and the skimpy push up bra was roughly pulled down. She saw people walking by who obviously had a good view of her breast. She heard some whistles, and hid her face in the neck of her ‘date’.

“God, you are a real slut! A real MILF!” the drunk man said to her “You even shaved your pussy!”

“Honey, relax, you are way to wild right now.” She hushed back. She was ashamed other people would hear him. “How do I stop this guy?” she wondered frantically.

“But you are making me so fucking hot!! I can’t wait, let’s fuck right here and now!”

At that moment Ninon came to the rescue, as she honked her car.

“I-I have to go!” Donna muttered. She pulled off from her date as he looked into the lights of Ninon’s car. Donna ran to the car.

“I’m sorry, I have to go!” she yelled to the man as she opened the door and got in.

“You...you can’t leave me hanging here?!” the drunk man shouted back, obviously disappointed.

“Don’t worry!” Ninon shouted back at him “You got her number and address, we gotta go! Her husband is waiting!”

Donna wondered if her ordeal would ever end. Again she felt ashamed as Ninon just proclaimed to the whole world what kind of slut she was.

“Oh shit, oh shit.” She just sighed. She looked at herself as they drove off. Her panties were down, her skirt was ripped, her blouse was missing all the top buttons, her breast were showing as her bra was pulled all the way down. As she looked into the mirror she saw her make-up smeared, especially her lip-stick.

“No thanks, by the way.” Ninon said to her.

“Oh, no, thank you Ninon. You just came in time.” Little did she knew Ninon had been watching the scene for some time, just waiting to intervene at the right moment.

“That’s what friends are for!” she smiled “Was he a good kisser. He was horny wasn’t he.”

“He was. Too horny, and too drunk.” Donna tried to put her clothing in order.

“He has my number, what will I do when he calls me?”

“Well that’s up to you now isn’t it?” Ninon said “You can decide to tell him you were drunk, or you can have him come over to continue where you guys left of.”

Donna looked at Ninon, and after a moment of silent just sighed once again “I’ll tell him I was drunk, and apologize.”

“I just hope he doesn’t call.” She added.

As they drove into the drive way Donna felt herself dose off, but Ninon shook her awake.

“Open the door, and get yourself in order for our night session. Put on some of your new clothing. Take a shower. We are not finished yet.”

Donna stumbled into the house. She was happy no one was there to see her, and she wobbled up the stairs.

The shower did her good. She let the warm water was down on her, and she sobered up. She heard Ninon close the house, and go to her bedroom.

“Damn, I left my stuff there!” she recalled. “How will I dress..” Then she heard Ninon entering her room.

“This stuff should be in your room Donna.” Ninon said to the showering Donna “I leave them on the bed.”

Donna finished showering as she wondered where she would put all the stuff. She dried herself and went into the bedroom to dress herself for her next ordeal.

“First get this over with, than we worry about hiding this stuff.” She decided.

For clothing  she chose the white lingerie from the porn shop, with the white high heeled ‘fuck me’ pumps to go with them.

After buttoning all straps from the stockings and the corset she sat down in front of the mirror and started to apply make up for the second time that night. She looked at herself and shook her head. “How did I get to this, dressing up like a slut for another women, who will order me to lick her pussy while probably whipping me.” She looked at the bed and indeed some items were missing, especially the whip.

When she finished with applying make up, and she thought she looked acceptable to Ninon she hurried to Ninon’s room.

She gently knocked on the door.

“Come in.” Ninon said. Donna entered. Ninon was on the bed as last night, but now alongside her were the items she had taken out of the bags of Donna. Donna saw the whip, some nipple clamps, and a few dildo’s.

“Stand before me.” Ninon said. Donna walked up to her and stood before her.

“Don’t look at me, look straight forward, as if you are in the military.”

“spread your legs a little”

Donna did.

“Hands on your hip.”

Donna did.

“Now this is the confident pose of a true slut.” Ninon smirked. She stood up and walked around Donna, who just kept looking forward. She held the whip in her hand.

“Let’s improve this pose a little. It has to be more natural.” She pointed with the whip to Donna’s breasts. “Stick them out a bit more”

Donna did.

“Fine, now look proud.”

That was more difficult for Donna. She tried to look more confident, but it was difficult, as she didn’t feel proud at all, she actually felt quite the opposite!

“Straighten your legs.” Now that she could do, though the high heels already had her standing tall.

“Straighten your shoulders.”

Ninon pointed out every part of Dona’s body she was not satisfied with. Finally she was ok with Donna’s pose.

“Apart from the look of your face this is a good pose.”

“Look at the mirror.” She instructed.

Donna turned her head to look at the mirror hanging on the closet door. She saw herself from the side standing tall, with her ass and breasts sticking out.

“Remember this pose, tomorrow I want it done by you without any corrections by me.” Ninon looked Donna in the eye. “I suggest you practice it a little in the morning to get it right, just like you are now.”

“You should be proud of your body. It is very beautiful, else ms Brendan would have never looked at you in the first place.”

“Now the look of your face you must practice too, don’t be shy, be proud to be a woman, proud to wear these clothes. Who would dare to laugh at you with these on? All men would want to fuck you, even women will fancy you, or at least envy you, so be proud about that.”

The speech did not convince Donna, but the message came through.

“As for tomorrow morning, you will need to start redecorating this room. I want mirrors everywhere, large ones, at the walls, some on the ceiling. And a dancing pole here.” She pointed to the middle of the room

“But Ninon, how will I...”

“Don’t ‘but’ me, just get somebody over here and start doing it. Find an excuse for the pole, or tell the truth, but get it done. I want this room changed according to my liking.”

“With mirrors everywhere, so you can train yourself better in all sorts of poses. And high carpet, soft, the bed needs to be on a podium, the pole needs a small podium...”

“But the money...”

“That has to come from your salary, or even Roberts. See it as a necessary investment.”

Donna gave up, and slumped a bit in distress.

“Don’t slack, hold the pose!” a hard whip came on her ass.

“OUCH” she stood back at attention.

“Now for the sex education we first go to Lisa’s computer. Follow me.”

Donna walked behind Ninon out of the room and into Lisa’s room. Ninon turned on the computer and told Donna to log in.

“Where is your wallet?” she asked Donna.

“In my room. On the table.”

Ninon went to fetch her wallet as Donna logged into the computer.

When she returned Donna was ready.

“Okay, now here is a list of websites. I want you to visit these every day. They are pay sites, so you better make the most of it. Here.” She gave Donna her own credit card “Start signing up.”

“I don’t want to use my card on the web.” Donna protested.

“Don’t object, just do as I tell you. Everybody uses his card on the web nowadays, so you will too.”

Donna knew it was useless to object further, and she reluctantly visited the web sights and signed up for each of them. “I’ll have to check my credit statement on a regular basis from now on” she thought. Eventually the total subscription fees accumulated to about 500 dollars, monthly!

“How will I explain these expenses to Robert?” she asked. Ninon ignored the question and Donna knew she had to find some excuse by herself.

“Ok” Ninon just said “Now you go to the photo sessions of the porn stars on this site.” Donna browsed to it. It showed various women Donna had never seen before in various photo sessions. Some sessions were just undressing, some were with dildo’s.

“This is still pretty soft-core.” Ninon remarked as Donna went through various web pages “But the poses are great. These girls are really professionals.”

Ninon took over the mouse and selected some galleries.

“I want you to study these three sessions. I want you to imitate them perfectly by the end of this week. You’ll dress and make up the same as much as possible. Next you’ll pose the same. The gym must have loosened you up already so you can do splits like these” a large picture popped up of a young women, a teenager almost, spreading her legs wide, showing her pussy, holding the lips open with one hand, and smiling with her lovely face at the camera. All her private parts were clearly to be seen, her asshole, her pussy, the lips, her clit, her breasts, with erect nipples. Donna found it disgusting, “How could anyone do this kind of work with a smile, on her own free will?” She couldn’t believe people could be so low.

“And as mentioned visit these sites often, and learn. Look around, see what is out there. I want you to broaden your horizon.”

“But this is Lisa’s machine, I don’t want no porn on this machine, and...”

“Just visit the sites when she’s out, she won’t notice, if you are careful. Later you can buy a new multi media machine for the new guest-room?”

“Now close off, we go to my room, I need you to lick me to an orgasm before I go to sleep.”

Donna walked back behind Ninon, troubled. Buying a new machine was the best option, but it meant also a phone line had to go to the room... “Damn, get a grip on yourself.” Donna told herself “I must find a way out, not cooperate!” But she kept on walking, she knew for now there was no alternative.

Ninon sat down on the bed in the guest room.

“Turn around first and bend over.”

Donna did and she felt Ninon pull aside her panties, and lubricate her ass. She didn’t bother to complain, she just let her, and knew what was coming. The smallest vibrator she purchased this afternoon was forced into her asshole. It hurt, but not that much thanks to the lubricate Ninon used, and the small size of the dildo.

“I want you to sleep with the dildo in your ass tonight, we need to stretch you asshole to accommodate some bigger dildo’s in the future. So from now on every night you sleep with this one inside.” She turned the dildo on, and it started to vibrate uncomfortably inside Donna’s ass. “And don’t turn it off.” The zooming sound was filling the room.

“If I don’t hear this noise every night, you will be in big trouble.”

Donna’s mind raced through the consequences once again. “Lisa and Trixy will hear the noise too... and Robert...”

“When my husband is here, I don’t need to use it? Please?” Donna had to ask, beg.

Ninon smiled “No, than it will be probably his dick humming up your ass.”

Donna sighed from relief, but worried about Robert fucking her ass. He never done that, and he wasn’t the man who would do such a thing. “Please, don’t let them force me to have him fuck my ass...” but as she wished this she knew they probably would force her one way or the other to have him fuck her ass.

“Next.” Ninon continued “You’ll need to fuck yourself with this dildo. You bought a good size.” Donna felt one of the larger dildo’s entering her pussy, stretching it. But again the lubricate did its work and it glided in without much pain.

“Show me how you masturbate with it.”

Donna reach between her legs to the dildo and pumped it in and out. Slowly, giving her pussy time to adjust to the intruder. “I should have wetted myself.” She thought as her pussy cramped again and again. “It would have hurt less.”

“Well, I would like to see more enthusiasm in the near future Donna.” Ninon commented “You best study the web sites, look at some video footage of girls masturbating with dildo’s. Remember you will have to achieve two goals, give a good show, and come, or fake convincingly.”

“And my advice would be to come really, as we women know when we fake it. And that will lead to some dire consequences, I guarantee.”

“Now masturbate yourself like this while you lick my pussy. Kneel you little slut.”

Donna turned and sank down on her knees. Her ass-vibrator hummed away, and she pumped her now wet pussy, as she bend over to lick the pussy of Ninon.

“Look at me.” Ninon instructed and she whipped hard on the ass of Donna.

The whip stung, but Donna didn’t stop licking, she just looked up at Ninon.

The next half hour, or hour, Donna sucked away at Ninon wet pussy, licked her clitring, licked her asshole, tried everything to get her to come, and avoid being whipped. Ninon however was not easily satisfied, and whipped Donna constantly, either complaining she didn’t lick good enough, or because she was not posing correctly, not posing erotically enough. After a while she even applied the dreadful nipple clamps to Donna’s exposed and whipped breasts. The pain was less than she expected at first, but as time went by it increased gradually.

A tired Donna finally walked back to her room. The ass dildo still vibrating inside her, and in her hand the dirty dildo with which she had masturbated herself to several orgasms. Her ass and breasts were on fire from the numerous whips they received, but no real deep marks were made. The clamps were removed by Ninon, with all the pain that brought as the blood rushed back into her nipples. Her face was smeared with cumm from Ninon. Her mouth tasted like it. She felt low, very low.

Also Donna wondered why Ninon didn’t come so easily as she did. She found that she really had outdone herself with licking her, yet Ninon came almost reluctantly. It made her feel even more like a real slut, and made her ashamed of herself. And she wondered if her licking just wasn’t good enough, or was she deliberately holding in? To have her lick longer, endure the humiliation longer?

Donna fell on the bed tired, very tired, and feeling very down. Her situation seemed hopeless, she was completely at the mercy of Ninon and ms Brendan, her whole life was turned upside down, it just was one long string of one humiliating act to another.

When she heard the buzz of the vibrator in her ass she started to cry, and cried until she fell asleep.