Cutty

Preparing for Robert’s arrival

Donna sat at the table in the kitchen. Her daughters were just fetched by ms Brendan’s driver. Donna had a lot to do before Robert would come Friday night. Basically she wanted to have the workmen, busy upstairs already, to finish up so she could clean up. They were over schedule due to the constant modifications by Ninon. Donna suspected ms Brendan was behind it, but those things she didn’t ask anymore. Ninon wouldn’t answer anyway, and Donna figured it didn’t really matter, the changes just had to be done. The fact that Robert would come made her think about her situation. Things have gotten out of hand for sure. Just five minutes ago some of her nightly encounters had called to ask her out. 

“I must change phones again...” she knew “What will Robert think? Switching phone numbers three times in three weeks...But if I don’t they’ll call and he’ll get suspicious...”

A tear welled up in her eye as she just felt plain miserable, remembering all of the past weeks.

“Why is this happening to me? What have I done wrong?” she wondered. She drank her coffee and shook her head “No need to worry about that right now. Get the room finished, get the house clean, and Robert can come and won’t notice a thing.”

“Ninon was happy with my progress she told me, so I don’t expect problems from that side, and the girls...” Donna shook her head “..Actually I don’t have a clue what they are up to lately. This new life is totally consuming me.”

The home phone rang, and Donna wondered who it could be. She picked up the phone in the living room.

“Hello?” she said. By now she didn’t say her own name out loud anymore. She was able to convince some of her ‘dates’ that they had a wrong number and a joke had been played with them. And even though this was her home phone and not her cell, a few man had managed to get it by ‘accident’ from Ninon.

“Hello Cutty! How are you doing today?”

It was ms Brendan! Donna’s heart jumped a beat, what was she up to now, had she done something wrong?

“I- I’m fine ms Brendan, thank you.”

“Good, listen, I just had a conference call with my employee Robert, and he is doing a marvelous job. That means he deserves a bonus...”

“Here we go again.” Donna thought as she recalled the last weekend Robert was back home.

“...And that is of course where you come in. your last weekend with him was a total disaster, so I want you to do an excellent job this time, understood?”

Ms Brendan was direct as usual.

“Yes, ms Brendan.” Donna replied, feeling tears well up. “She is going to ruin my weekend with Robert and the kids for sure.” Donna thought.

“Now you basically have to do the same as last weekend, only now you’ll have to fuck him 25 times.”

“25 times!!!” Donna thought, “How on earth can I reach such a figure in a weekend?”

“I figured giving you a clear goal would be better for you. And to make sure you reach the quota I want every fuck session recorded. Write down this number, you have a pen?”

“One moment please, ms Brendan.” Donna frantically sought a pen near the phone, and a piece of paper.

“Ok, ms Brendan, I’m ready.”

“Hope you are, Cutty, hope you are... The number is 808-2345789. It’s a pay number, sorry about that, You’ll call with your cell and leave the line open every time you fuck with my employee, up until the moment he comes. That way I will be able to check anytime if you are doing as told. If it is not recorded correctly t doesn’t count!”

“O-Ok ms Brendan” Donna meekly replied.

“Now don’t disappoint me! I heard good news so far from Ninon about you, and I’m impressed with what I’ve read about you. I would hate it if all that credit would go to waste in one lousy weekend.”

“Yes, ms Brendan, I understand.” Donna cursed herself as she sounded so submissive “I won’t disappoint you again ms Brendan.”

A silent fell, and Donna wondered what was next.

“Aren’t you forgetting something?” ms Brendan hinted.

“I- I love you ms Brendan.” Donna hastily added.

“Good, Cutty, very good. Talk to you on Monday.” And the line went dead.

Donna looked at the piece of paper with the telephone number, and thought about the amount of fucks she would have to have with Robert. “How on earth will I reach 25? And she probably expects me to go beyond it too...”

Donna quickly calculated the possibility, 3-4 Friday night, Saturday 10-11, Sunday 10-11, she would have to suck him off at times too, as fucking itself would just take too much time, was that acceptable to ms Brendan? “I’ll have to ask Ninon, ask for advice.” She concluded. “Hopefully she has an idea on how to do this. Hopefully Robert leaves Monday, and not Sunday night as last weekend...”

Now Donna was really stressed. She hated the situation she was in, and she knew ms Brendan would find a way to spoil her weekend.

“If I have to fuck him so much, it’s like every 2 hours a fuck, but he’ll sleep, he’ll pass some time with Lisa and Trixy...”

A loud noise upstairs woke her up from her pondering, and she ran upstairs to see what the men were up to this time, her daily chores called her again.

The morning passed by with Donna finishing up the guest-room above. The men luckily finished on time. “Tomorrow I’ll decorate it.” Donna thought as she looked around “Right now it sure looks like some brothel”. It definitely looked that way, with the pole, the hooks in the ceiling, the high poled carpet, red of course. Ninon had chosen most of the items in the room, and she didn’t want no misunderstanding as to what was happening in it, Donna understood. But she figured with some flowers, plants, paintings, she could fix it up to look close to descent. She would also lock the door and say that Ninon had some private stuff in the room anyway. She didn’t worry about the room for now.

Her worries went back to the assignment from ms Brendan. She called up Ninon before going to work to ask her if she could please pass by tonight, as she needed advice. It was the first time she actually asked Ninon over. She usually just was present. Donna wondered how Ninon’s marriage was, as she had spent most of her time with her. Maybe she had one of those open marriages she learned about on the internet, and her husband was having his affairs too? She didn’t look like such a type, but then again, she didn’t look like the type that fucked with women, ‘training’ them.

After work she went to the gym as usual. Her trainer Bill had her do her normal work out, and told her her body was in good shape, which kind of made her day. He rarely gave her compliments.

Next usually was the spa, but Ninon told her to just skip that, and come straight home. When she arrived home she saw Ninon was already there, and her daughters not.

“I figured you wanted to have a night alone, so I let Lisa go to a party with some friends, and Trixy arranged a sleep over.”

“A party on a Thursday.” Donna thought “A few months ago I would have personally fetched Lisa and dropped her back home, grounding her for weeks, but now, I just don’t care, don’t mind, think it’s best actually.”

“Thanks.” Donna said.

“Sit, I cooked something for you, you sounded serious on the phone.”

Donna sat down at the diner table. Ninon really could be nice, gentle, she knew by now. As long as she did as was told, Ninon would keep her pain and humiliation to a minimum.

After Ninon also sat down and they each had a full plate in front of them Ninon asked Donna what was up.

“Ms Brendan called me today.” Donna told her “And she wants me to have sex with Robert 25 times this weekend. You know this means she probably expects even more fucks. How on earth do I get to that kind of figure? A man can come ever so often.”

Ninon laughed and nodded “Ms Brendan gave you a tough order, but you will have to comply, you understand by now.”

“I do, that’s why I had to turn to you, to ask for advice on this. You have any ideas?”

Ninon thought for a while, as she took a few bites.

“You can be open about it with him.” She suggested “Tell him you want to fuck him at least 25 times to make up for the past weeks: every day a fuck and some bonus for the weekends. It would add up to the amount...”

“No, that won’t do with my Robert. He’ll object, complain, will ridicule me. Start asking questions, get suspicious. ” Donna shook her head, honesty was not an option. “But still, how do I even get him alone so often? We have our daughters, he’ll want to be with them too. Yet to fuck him so much, I’ll need him for myself all the time I think.”

“What were ms Brendan’s specific instructions?” Ninon asked, probably to see if there was some sort of loop hole.

“To have sex with him 25 times, and as proof I have to phone a certain number, and leave the line open during the sex, up until he comes.”

“I see, that means you’ll have to behave as I taught you, you understand this?”

Donna hadn’t thought about it, but Ninon was right.

“She wants me to show her what I’ve learned the past weeks from you too.” She said

“Exactly, it’s not just the amount of fucks. I just hope for your sake you remember how to make the noises, what to say, how to scream.”

“Robert will notice I behave differently.”

“Indeed. But to reach 25 or above you’ll need to behave differently anyway. The old timid Donna won’t reach it. I suggest you’ll let the new inner slut do the working. And that slut can suck him off while he drives home, tell him how wet she is. That Donna can reach above 25, easily.”

Donna thought for a while, chewing on the food.

“Do you think sucking off counts too?” she asked Ninon.

“Ms Brendan didn’t say it didn’t. She didn’t mention you had to come either, so it is definitely a way to go. But I suggest you make sure you fuck with him a fair amount too. You don’t want to abuse this idea. The intention is you fuck with him, remember that, else you’ll pay dearly on Monday.”

Donna nodded. She understood. But now she saw a small way out. If she sucked him off several times...

“And I would suck him off after you fucked him, not first blow him and then have sex as usually is done.” Ninon continued “A man comes quickly the first time, and the second or third time it takes longer to reach an orgasm for him. If at that time you jerk him off, you’ll get him off much faster, it‘ll be less tiresome for you, and above all much quicker.”

Donna thought about it. She was right. “Thanks, I never looked at it that way...”

“You’ll learn to see things like that. It is not about you coming, it’s about making robert come, making him enjoy the ride.” Ninon assured Donna

Donna wondered as they ate in silent “I’ll have to be a slut... Act out for my own husband... Will he see through me? Shouldn’t I confess and we can both find a way out?”

“It’ll crush him if he finds out... and we’ll loose everything, I will be disgraced, he will be disgraced...”

“On the other side, all I need to do is fuck him, fuck him a lot...”

“But it will never stop, what will be next?”

“Ninon...” Donna said softly.

“Yes Donna?”

“What will happen to me, what is ms Brendan’s plan with me? Will it ever end?”

“I don’t know Donna.” Ninon said “But I would worry more about the huge consequences if you stop with it now. Though I can understand your doubts at this moment.”

“That answer didn’t help much” Donna thought.

“But if you had to fuck Robert 5 times you wouldn’t really think about quitting, would you?” Ninon asked back

“Meaning?”

“Meaning it is the amount of fucks that makes you think about rebelling.”

“Well that’s logical.”

“No, I wouldn’t see the amount as a burden, see it as a challenge. More like a bet you can fuck your husband 25 times in coming weekend, instead of an order.”

“But it is an order. And I’ll have to draw a line somewhere, why not here and now?”

“Because you haven’t thought about the consequences. You’ll loose everything.” Ninon simply stated “You are way in over your head; you have an outstanding debt by ms Brendan, your job, and more over, your husband’s job is on the line. If she fires you both, you can forget about working in this city, or in this country for that matter. It will be poverty, real poverty for the family, gone is the house, the cars, the future for your daughters. She’ll hunt you down everywhere, and make life a living hell for you and each family member.”

Donna was taken by the coldness with which Ninon explained her situation.

“So...” she started

“So I suggest you just fuck with your husband, and try to fuck him more, and impress ms Brendan. You have never impressed her yet did you?”

“No...”

“Well, this is your chance to find out what that will bring you, instead of disappointing her time after time, and complaining about its consequences.”

Donna poked in her food. She was definitely thinking about quitting. What started as a curious endeavor had turned into something she just couldn’t control.

“Donna...” Ninon woke her up from her line of thought “Think about the consequences of both options.”

“I am, But Ninon, you have to understand, I feel abused, I am being raped by you, by ms Brendan, I don’t see it changing to an ‘acceptable’ level. What is in it for me? Nothing!”

“Honestly, Donna.” Ninon replied “Nothing? The job, the promotion of your husband, the extra money? And that is all what you’ve got while you disappointed her! Imagine what she’ll give you once you really satisfy her, in every way.”

“See your situation like having a car accident, somebody driving into you from behind for example, and then moving on without you being able to trace the car. It just happens, nothing you can do about it, it isn’t your fault. But still you’ll have to deal with its consequences, you can’t ignore it ever happened. You can’t go back anymore. You might have a whiplash, you’ll have to pay for the repairs, and so on.”

Donna looked at Ninon. That thought frightened her, she had hoped silently ms Brendan and all of this would one day be out of her life again. Now she began to understand she was in her life for a long, long time.

“Ms Brendan is just like that accident. She is in your life now, even if you kick her out, she will be there, making your life as miserable as possible. Best you can do is deal with it, handle it to the best of your abilities.”

“But it so hard, so degrading, so....” And Donna just started to cry. As she cried Ninon got up and hugged her gently, comforting her, relaxing her with soothing words.

When Donna came through, she was calm again, and she felt a bit better.

“Ok, I’ll go for it this weekend, let’s try to please ms Brendan.” She said demonstrative, as she dried her eyes.

“Great, that ‘a girl! now I’ll help you get of on a good start. I’ll dress you up when you pick him up, just like the last weekend, giving you the task to act like the slut you’ll portrait.”

“Thanks, I guess. “ Donna smiled through her tears

“But I’ll do more, I’ll prepare the various clothing and other details for you, so you’ll have like a guide line through the weekend. You just behave in accordance with the clothing you’ll be wearing and it’ll go alright.”

“And for tonight, well, we’ll start with watching some porn on the internet to see how women fuck men, get them off. We haven’t seen much of that. We’ll download some movies to see how you should behave, and you’ll rehearse for me.” Ninon smiled at Donna “To be honest, I want you to succeed, to proof to ms Brendan I trained you properly this time.”

Donna smiled back, and wondered “Would she be punished too if I failed? And rewarded if I succeed?” She Suspected the latter at least.

They finished eating and did the dishes together. When that was finished they went up to Lisa’s room.

“First we look for a porn star Robert might fancy, according to you. We’ll then download some of her fuck and suck scenes, and you’ll mimic that with a dildo in front of me, in front of Lisa’s mirror. Ninon told Donna “It’s a pity you haven’t installed internet in the other room yet, there we have lots more mirrors.”

So the both of them browsed the internet on Lisa’s machine in search for a pornstar Robert might fancy. It was difficult for Donna to picture the right pornstar for Robert. She never really thought about what type of women he liked, never even bothered with his previous girlfriends. And now she had to ‘find’ a pornstar to his liking.

When Donna finally decided on one, it was a pornstar who had a lot of resembling with Donna. It was a brunette with a beautiful slender body, and a beautiful, innocent face, kind of a younger version of Donna. 

When they downloaded some movies of her, it turned out she wasn’t as innocent as she looked. “She must be European.” Ninon smirked when they saw the hideous acts she was willing to perform in front of the camera. It was beyond the normal fucking, usually she was taken anally, and was even pissed on. “Gross.” Donna agreed. It turned out the girl was heavy into ass fucking, so they had to really look for ‘normal’ scenes, as Donna definitely was not going to ass-fuck with Robert. She knew he was really disgusted by that act, and she wasn’t fond of it neither. She was only ass fucked by ms Brendan, her driver, and Ninon. And every time she was ass fucked it hurt, and it didn’t excite her at all. Although she scratched herself every night now with a small dildo, she saw it more as a ‘stick’ to scratch herself inside, than some erotic act.

They did find some more timid scenes of her pornstar, and Donna first watched the scenes, and next imitated her moves.

“Remember, I taught you already how to behave when having sex basically. You’ll just focus on how she gets her men off. How she treats a dick.”

“Well, she for sure is no angel!” Donna thought as she saw an opening scene where the poor star got double teamed by some actors with really large dicks. The girl expertly took them, massaged the dicks, and placed her body correctly for the double penetration. All the while she showed a smile, or a hungry slut look. “Look how she ‘milks’ the dick, I think she even spasms with her ass.” Ninon pointed out. Donna watched how the girl’s lips massaged the dick, how the rocking of her body made the dicks go faster in and out her ass and pussy. “I think these men came several times while filming.” Ninon laughed. The scene ended with her face covered with sperm and her asshole leaking the same white stuff.

“Well, the ass fuck you can leave out, but do you think you can ‘milk’ a dick with your pussy like she did?” Ninon turned to Donna.

“We’ll try,” Donna replied, she never thought about ‘milking’ a dick, never knew it was possible. And with both Ninon and ms Brendan she was fucked with dildo’s, and they never told her to ‘milk’ those.

“It gets a men off much faster, but it needs some practicing.” Ninon told Donna “You won’t learn it overnight, you kind of need a man to instruct you on what is the correct move, what are the correct muscles. ”

“Let’s just focus more on how to masturbate with your hand while you fuck with Robert. Your friend here is an expert with that too.”

Donna picked a dildo the size of Robert’s dick, and squatted in front of Lisa’s mirror, and started to act like the pornstar. The mirror helped her getting it right. Ninon corrected her, improved her, and she kind of learned the trick of jerking off a dick, even when he was ramming her pussy. She just knew it would make Robert come faster. 

“The problem is you’re trained to have sex with women, and now you’ll have to fuck a man.” Ninon explained “It is so much different. Men come easy the first two three times, and then rapidly die out. Women usually go the other way around.”

“Also women are more into the overall picture, the feelings, the words, the surrounding. With men it is just the looks, and the feel of their dick.”

“The looks we’ll arrange tomorrow. Tonight you’ll learn how to be a masturbating machine for men.” Even though the comment gross, Donna was happy Ninon helped her both morally as well as physically.

Donna found it much easier to satisfy men, as she watched the porn movies. “Men indeed are so much more predictable for women!” she thought as she saw the girl get a man to ejaculate once again.

“You’ll have to be the innocent slut, the dumb housewife, who just happened to be horny for sex.” Ninon advised Donna, as they watched the pornstar act out a ‘secretary’ scene. “Men love that, even your hubby, trust me.”

Donna wondered about that “Robert is a real family man” she replied

“Just watch him turn into a horny bastard when you act the slut.” Ninon replied confident “Men are weak, they’ll follow there dick anywhere... You’ll have to guide that dick.”

Donna didn’t really want to go into a discussion with Ninon, and left it like that. She believed her husband was different, but knew it would be better not to mention that. “They’ll only test him when I object.”

Also she kind of heard a bitter tone in Ninon’s voice, so she suspected she probably had some bad experiences with men, “Maybe her husband cheated on her?”

She just went on with her training, and tried to ‘learn’ as much as possible.

“How do men stay hard for so long.” She asked Ninon when another hot scene was played for them. Her porn star just got sprayed with cum after fucking the men with her cunt, her ass and her mouth.

“They don’t “ Ninon replied “They use stand-ins to suck his dick, or the porn star herself sucks him hard again when he fails. Famous male porn stars just can get it hard often and easier, they’re not supermen.”

“You’ll have to focus on acting, being the slut, with as only goal getting your man off. Now your sluttish behavior will have two purposes, it’ll give you the possibility to do all necessary to get him hard again, suck, masturbate him, and so on. On the other hand your sluttish looks will help getting him in the mood all the time. You can dress sexy, flirt constantly with him. It’ll give you the possibility to take advantage of every opportunity.”

Donna nodded. She started to understand what she had to do. She agreed with Ninon it was the only way to get to her goal.

“And this pornstar you’ve chosen does act like the basic slut. Look at her innocent look when she sucks this guy.” The pornstar was indeed looking up with that kind of humble look, as if eager to please. Big eyes, eyebrows up, her hair brushed back. “That gets a man off instantly!”

In front of the large mirror Donna imitated the suck moves and noises of her ‘favorite’ pornstar. Ninon corrected, improved her ever so often. It surprised Donna she picked it up so fast. Deep throating as the girl did was not for her. Although she could already swallow a dildo. But the pornstar really throated the dicks she swallowed. You could see her throat spasm around the dicks.

“That needs some more practicing.” Ninon agreed “But for Robert I think it is enough if you swallow. That’ll surprise him, don’t you think?”

Donna nodded. It would be the first time she swallowed his member, if she did it. “I’ll have to act surprised or extremely horny if I do it.” Donna thought “Else he’ll wonder how I learned to do it.”

“It is so much easier now I can fake an orgasm.” Donna told Ninon honestly. She pulled out the dildo she used, and sat down, pleased with another successful performance. “All I have to worry about is him coming. Coming a lot.”

“I think you’ll make it Donna.” Ninon told her “Let’s do one more scene, I just downloaded this clip, and we’re done. We’ll move to my room to finish up.”

Donna watched the last movie mimicking the moves in front of the computer. Ninon corrected her performance, but only a little by now. Donna had the hang of it and her imitations of the girl’s performance were perfect. The mirror and Ninon had done their job.

“I really look like a true slut” Donna thought for a moment as she bent forward to the mirror (her ‘Robert’) and opened her mouth half letting out heavy breaths and moans to excite her husband. She was squatting and fucked the dildo with vigor, all the while squeezing it with her hand too, milking it. She amazed herself with her stamina, and how hot she looked. The whole night she had fucked in the most impossible positions, doing the work for two, and she still wasn’t really feeling tired.

She started to moan louder, just like in the video, and fell forward, one hand right of the mirror, her hand and forearm flat against the wooden closet door, her face close to the mirror, and she faked her orgasm, just like the porn star did. Meanwhile she vigorously pumped the dildo with her back body, her ass, her other hand just holding the dildo straight up now.

Than she heard a noise downstairs. “Julie!!!” she knew instantly “She’s home, what time is it?” she stopped her performance immediately and looked at the alarm clock next to Julie’s bed. 2 o’clock. Ninon got up too. “Let’s go to our room.” She turned off the monitor of the computer, while Donna frantically went through the room to pick up her stuff. The smell of her sex was everywhere in the room, but she had no time to fetch a spray, Lisa was already stumbling up the stairs.

“Quick!” Ninon urged her as she stood in the doorway, ready to turn off the light and close the door. A last look back, and Donna ran out of the room on her toes. Ninon ushered the naked woman into the guest room.

Just as they closed the door Lisa walked into the hallway.

“Close!” Donna smiled, relieved they made it. Her hart was bumping in her chest. As Lisa stumbled through the hallway to her room Donna listened with her ear on the door, waiting for Lisa to go into her room and sleep. The lights in the guest room were off so she wouldn’t know they were still awake. “She sounds drunk” Donna thought “Drunk on a Thursday night! Tomorrow she has school. And I can’t go out of the room now to correct her, no matter how much I want to!” She wanted to ground Lisa for the rest of her life!!

Ninon meanwhile placed her hands on Donna’s shoulders, and slowly, gently pushed her down. Donna knew what she wanted, and was disgusted by it. “Not now?” She whispered softly, but Ninon silently pushed her further down. Donna didn’t want to object, but was appalled that Ninon wanted her to satisfy her with her daughter so close. If she heard them... Donna was on her knees before Lisa reached her room, still she didn’t want to lick Ninon.

Boom!

Ninon had forced her head against the door with her hips. Donna heard Lisa stop in her tracks, she knew she was looking at the door of the guest room now, and she heard Ninon slowly turn the knob of the door. If the door swung open she would fall backwards, naked into the hallway, Lisa would see her! Donna had no other choice than to lick the hips, pussy pressed against her. Angry, humiliated she kissed the thighs of Ninon, and licked her way to the panties. Her hands pulled them aside and she licked the ring in the clit of Ninon. She was very silent, didn’t want to make no noise at all. The eerie silence in the house indicated Lisa was listening silently in the hallway for more noise from the guest room. As she silently licked the lips of Ninon she heard her let go of the doorknob. She had prevented Ninon from opening the door, her mind still raced with thoughts of how it would have ruined her whole life, how much trouble she would have been in.

But her second problem, Lisa, didn’t go away. As she silently licked she cursed her for waiting so long “What is she waiting for?” she thought “Go into your room, lock the door, and sleep!”

Her hart jumped as she heard footsteps coming to the door. Lisa was approaching! Ninon whispered “Don’t you stop!” and her hand was back on the doorknob, ready to open the door.

“She wouldn’t expose me!?” Donna thought fearfully. She felt Ninon’s other hand on her head, pushing her into her hips, her nose pressed against her soft skin just above her clit. Donna let her tongue work on Ninon’s clit, and though she left out the noises, she worked her routine, as she always did. But now Lisa was standing just a few inches away.

“Hello?” she heard Julie say. She knew she was listening with her head against the door. She heard the soft noise of her hair, ear touching it. Donna really panicked “Please don’t let her see me like this!!” she forced her head, mouth deeper into Ninon’s body, to silence her licking. Her tongue she dug deep into Ninon’s cunt, wriggling it. She wanted her to be saitsified, she wanted her to remove the hand from the doorknob, she wanted Julie to go away!

“Hello?” Julia said softly again. The atmosphere was tense. Donna stopped all movement, didn’t even dare to breath, but kept her tongue wriggling inside Ninon’s pussy, tasting her juices which started to flow freely. Even that scared her, it meant her pussy could start to make sucking noises as she was busy. Her daughter was just inches away!

Then to her relief she heard Julie back off, turn and mumble something. “She’s wasted!” Donna knew “She can’t even walk straight. How will she get up tomorrow?” But she was too relieved to really be angry at the moment. And Ninon’s body language made clear she had a job to do.

“Grab the dildo and masturbate yourself to an orgasm, a real one.” Ninon whispered to her. Donna was still pinned to the door, and the lights were still off, so her right hand searched the ground for the dildo she left there somewhere, she pushed her clothing aside, and found the dildo. As she pushed it inside her, it was still wet from her training in Julie’s room, she heard Julie enter the room. From the stumbling noises she knew her drunk daughter had left her door open.

“Close it damn it!” Donna cursed silently. She slowly pumped the dildo into her pussy, but was afraid the noise could be heard by Julie. Julie made no attempt to sleep also, she heard her sit down at her desk, and clumsily turn on the light “What....” she heard the drunk Lisa say, and she heard the familiar click of monitor being turned on.

Donna’s mind raced, trying to remember if they turned off the computer. “Ninon turned of the monitor, but did she turn of the computer itself?” she wondered, as she recalled she herself had focused on grabbing her clothing.

As she licked Ninon and masturbated herself with the dildo she knew the computer was still on, Lisa would see everything they looked up, downloaded!

“Uuuh, yech!” she heard Lisa say, rather loud. She had seen the pages, she was seeing everything! “How will I explain?” Donna wondered. Ninon meanwhile pressed her a bit more to the door, making it crack. Donna knew Ninon wouldn’t hesitate to open the door, and let her fall backwards into the hallway. She focused on satisfying her once again, and masturbating, tears were welling up in her eyes.

Her daughter was clicking through the material, obviously disgusted, and wondering who had been on the machine. “Who else but me and Ninon? And if she goes to my bedroom now I will be lost for ever. She will know I’m here.”

“What sick thing is going on here?” she heard Lisa mumble. The sound of the latest downloaded video was heard. Donna was humiliated, she felt lower than she ever felt before, especially as she was still made to lick the women in front of her, and as she was masturbating herself “You’re free if you and I have had our orgasm.” Ninon told her.

“Can’t she speak softly?” Donna thought “Julie will hear!”

The disgrace was something she didn’t want, having her own daughter see her like this, a sex puppet, a slave to another women, watching cheap porn on the internet, on her daughter’s private machine!

After what were probably the longest minutes Donna ever experienced she heard the computer shut down, and Julie was talking incoherently, tired and drunk. By now Donna was happy she was drunk, if she managed to erase the porn from the computer she might not even remember it, or think it was some dream...

Julie stumbled to her bed, and Donna heard her turning of the lights, and next just silence. Nothing except the noise of her licking Ninon’s pussy, her masturbating with the dildo, and Ninon breathing.

Ninon broke away from Donna’s grip on her thighs. She walked into the dark room, her heels making way too much noise for Donna’s liking, even though she walked over the new carpet. But Donna didn’t complain, she just continued with her masturbation efforts. The sopping noises of her pussy humiliated her, she feared Julie would hear. The door to her room was still open. In her drunken mind set she had totally forgotten to close her door. All the noise Donna would make would go straight into Lisa’s room.

Ninon returned with a whip, and smiled cruelly down on Donna.

“Please Ninon, please, no whipping, please Julie might hear...”

Ninon pointed the whip to Donna’s right breast, and obedient Donna pushed it up with her free left hand. It was futile to resist she knew, Ninon would whip her until she came, just as she had done the whole week, training her to come even through the pain of the whip.

The whip can down hard on her breast, leaving an angry red stripe. Donna kept from screaming, but tears of pain rolled from her eyes. After the initial pain she focused on her masturbation again. She had to come fast, before she would scream from the pain.

Ninon pointed to the other breast, and Donna held it up. She pumped the dildo vigorously into her pussy, distracting her own thoughts from the pain that was about to come.

An eerie sound filled the room as the whip slashed through the dark room, and came down on her left breast, hitting the nipple hard.

“OW” Donna yelped, silencing herself by putting her hand on her mouth. More tears rolled over her cheek. She pumped her pussy, rolled her hips so her clit would frequently touch the damn dildo. She was learning to come faster and faster, but the pain made her temporarily loose all feeling every time.

Ninon proceeded to whip her breasts in a calm tempo, with Donna forced to uphold the breast she was to hit next. Especially when she hit the nipple Donna almost died from pain, and as her breast became sore she screamed louder and louder.

The fear of the whip, of her daughter waking up, her masturbation efforts, it eventually made her even pee herself.

“On the new carpet!!” she cursed herself, but had no real time to do anything as the next whip came down on her breast.

Not long after this she managed to come, and come hard. She collapsed on the carpet, ass in the air, and still pumping the dildo, though her pussy was extremely sensitive. But she was trained to keep on pumping for a while, making as much sopping noises as she could, letting her cunt juices spurt out of her pussy. And she knew it was best to do as trained to do, even though it meant hurting herself, rubbing herself with the dildo although her own body signaled it had enough. And this ‘pain’ was much less than the whip anyway.

Ninon gave her an approving whip on her ass, making her yelp once more through her grunts. She totally forgot to be quiet, and as her mind came back, she knew that was exactly what Ninon wanted.

“You are a bit stupid Donna.” Ninon smiled down on her in the dark “Remember this room is sound proof?”

Donna shook her head at her own stupidity, she had even tested it this morning with the foreman making loud noises in the room!

“Given that you screamed out loud when you came, and Julie still sleeps I think they’ve done a good job, especially as you was sitting so close to the door” Ninon said “Funny you can hear the noise from outside rather good.”

“Now make me cum, you little slut, and we can go to sleep.”

Humiliated, feeling stupid as she had forgotten all about the soundproof room, and still very much in pain due to the whipping, Donna pushed herself up into a kneeling position. Ninon placed herself in front of her, and pushed her lips into Donna’s face. Donna started to lick as she had done almost every night lately. This time however she for the first time felt like she deserved this treatment, deserved to be a slave. Ninon had shown her how stupid she could be, weeks of preparing a sound proof room, and the first night it is finished she forgets all about it. Tears welled up in her eyes, not from pain, or because of the degrading act she had to perform, but because of the realization the people dominating her were too smart for her. They played her however they wanted. She began to understand how hopeless her situation actually was, how little influence she herself had on her own situation, her own future.

“Don’t forget to masturbate Donna.” The stern voice of Ninon instructed.

Donna grabbed the dildo again, and pushed it into her still sensitive cunt.

“It’s hopeless.” She thought as she felt her clit protest against the invasion “It’s fucking hopeless, they got me where they want me, they are way ahead of me.”

The dark thoughts sank down into the humiliating Donna, as she serviced Ninon.

“And the bitch still doesn’t come easy!” Donna cursed as she licked the juices out of Ninon’s pussy.

Donna woke up the next day still feeling miserable. She got up and walked into the shower “Enema time..” she thought as she sat down on the toilet. As she emptied her bowels she picked up the enema gear and thought about last night. She still felt degraded, she still felt she was lost, with no way out. It depressed her.

As she stuck the lubricated tube into her ass she looked at herself in the mirror.

“You stupid cow.” She cursed at herself, and turned her face away from the mirror. It was still degrading to see herself like this.

She pushed herself to think ‘happy thoughts’, else she wouldn’t possibly make it through the day. “At least I managed to delete all the porn from Julie’s machine. A good thing she was drunk.” It had taken her a while to clean the machine, as best as she could. She even found older files, meaning she wasn’t cleaning the computer good enough. “I need to get that second phone line, but I really don’t have the money just yet. And another computer... Trixy will complain, she’s been begging for one for months now.” Donna shook her head, she foresaw problems in the family if she just bought a computer and phone line for the guest room. “I’ll have to buy one for Trixy too, and arrange a line to, else they will complain, and next I have Robert on my case...”

“But that means I will need more money, we just can’t afford two new computers, two more phone lines. Not after all those expenses on the guest room.”

Her bowels were filled and she relaxed back on the toilet bowl.

“Robert will kill me if he sees the bills.” She shook her head “Let alone the result, he’ll be surprised at least.

“At least Ninon is going to help me achieve my goal. And she is convinced I’ll reach it. Wonder what will happen if I really please ms Brendan for once...”

The enema done Donna took a relaxing shower. As she woke up her spirit lifted too. Still she felt she had entered a dark and obscure world, but her family was still ok, and she could manage the rules placed upon her.

“And actually I look much better!” she smiled into the mirror after her shower, turning around “I even have some ass now. The work outs are doing wonders.”

She went into the bedroom to finish up, which meant for today a night gown, or more like a teddy, and her face just done with some mascara and light red lipstick. Ninon was going to get her ready for Robert today, and she had told her she didn’t need to worry about preparing herself. She even told her to get a free day from work. “Well half day, as I work half days since the last weekend.” She smirked to herself as she touted her lips in front of the mirror. “Will I still work after this weekend?” And even though she thought it sarcastically, she felt it was indeed a real possibility “If I really screw up...”

She sighed. And she also had to arrange for her daughters to be out on Friday night, preferably till Saturday morning. It would give her a good jump start as Ninon had said.

She went out of the room to fix breakfast. Trixy wasn’t in, so she just had to take care of Julie and of course Ninon. After several loud bangs on Julie’s door the girl finally opened “I’m feeling sick, I’ll stay in bed.”

“You’ll do no such thing!” Donna said angrily “If you’re old enough to go out and get drunk, you’re old enough to go to school a bit tired. How could you get drunk on a Thursday!”

Julie didn’t say a word, but Donna’s authority worked. As she saw the really miserable Julie sit down at the breakfast table Donna felt proud; “I still can order my own girls!”

Ninon came down too and the three of them were having breakfast in silence.

“I’ll bring Julie to school, you just get ready, when I’m back I’ll help you as you asked, ok?” Ninon said, and Donna nodded. She had no choice of course, and she understood Ninon would explain to Julie to stay away tonight. “It is better she explains it, as I am still angry at her for the party last night, and it would be odd to than turn around and friendly tell her she has to stay out again tonight.”

Julie was also happy Ninon brought her, Donna could see it in her eyes. She knew she hadn’t heard the last word of her nightly escapades from her mother.

When the car drove off Donna sighed a relief“And she hasn’t complained about the porn on her computer, she probably doesn’t even remember it!”

Which actually was a good thing, but also disturbing for Donna. It meant her daughter had been drinking a lot.

While Ninon was away she phoned work and arranged her free day. She called up on Trixy, and arranged for her to stay a day longer at her friends house. Trixy balked a little, but not too much. She would be brought home Saturday morning early. Next Donna  tidied up the house, especially the guest room, as she suspected Ninon would keep her busy all day.

When Ninon returned she took Donna up to her bedroom.

“Julie will be out again tonight. She actually had a party planned anyway, so she didn’t mind too much, even though she still was dead tired from last night’s party. I think she’s happy she will avoid you for a while.” Ninon told her.

“Trixy stays with her friend one more day.” Donna told Ninon.

“That leaves the night for you and Robert, great!”

“We’ll choose the clothing for each occasion, we’ll go through the options.” She explained “We start with something similar as the previous weekend, only this time with really kinky underwear, and we’ll go from there.”

The next hour they spent, or better Ninon spent going through Donna’s clothing and deciding what to wear. It became clear to Donna she really was going to be the slut hungry for Robert’s dick. Even when they expected to have some family time Ninon found clothing which would leave no doubt as to what was supposed to be on Donna’s mind.

When they had the schedule worked out, together with the clothing she was to wear on each occasion, Ninon took her out to get her body ready. “We’ll go and give your body a real overall job.”

Ninon took her to Donna’s spa, and booked for a day treatment. Donna had noticed Ninon had spoken to the manager of the place, a young lady, who had nodded and smiled as she looked at Donna. Donna at that time was getting ready for whatever Ninon had in mind for her. The look of the manager had made her feel unpleasant “But what awful things can they do to me in this public spa?” she reassured herself.

They started with the sauna “First sweating out all that nasty sticky stuff in your skin.” Ninon remarked smiling as they went into the sauna. The employee helping them thought nothing of it, but Donna knew what she meant. But she was already used to the verbal abuse, and she didn’t care, she smiled politely, and went in the sauna. There they both relaxed and just enjoyed the heat.

After the cold swim to clean up they were escorted to message tables where they got a full body message. “There so good here!” Ninon chatted lightly as they received their treatment, and Donna agreed. She actually always enjoyed her ‘forced’ visits to this spa. But now with the hands of the masseuse between her legs she felt ashamed. She new she was getting wet instantly. The weeks of training and that stupid itch made sure of that. And the masseuse noticed it too. Donna turned beat red as she saw the surprised/disgusted look of the masseuse as she felt it, though she recuperated fast and politely smiled at Donna as she dried the area with a tissue. Donna just closed her eyes in utter despair, how she hated her body for this reaction.

The masseuse finished the message as if nothing happened, even making some light conversation with Donna. Donna was grateful the lady handled it so professionally, but every time she came close to her vagina, or even her inner thighs, her juices started to flow some more. There was nothing she could do about it, and on top of that both her pussy and ass started to itch, which of course became worse as she thought about it.

Finally the lady finished, and a towel was laid over her. Donna looked at Ninon who also finished, and smiled at her “Liked it so far?” she asked. Donna just nodded, the look of the masseuse could kill her with shame.

After a few moments alone, Donna couldn’t hold it no more, and she had to scratch the itches she felt. “It’s getting worse everyday!” she thought as she scraped inside her ass with her nail, careful not to cut herself. Her other hand was scratching inside her pussy. She hoped the towels would hide her actions, but the silence of Ninon told her she saw what she was doing.

She abruptly stopped when two new ladies entered “The full body wax?” the blonde asked matter of factly, as the other brunette lady rolled in a table full with waxing material. “She” Ninon pointed to Donna.

Donna went beat red as the ladies pulled of the towel. “They must see my wet vagina, and if not now, they will when they start with me down there!” but there was no escape.

The ladies turned her over and started luckily with her legs and back. The moisture was applied and removed with tape, and they worked themselves up to her ass.

“Can you lift your behind a little so we have better access?” the brunette asked, and Donna did. The damn itch was coming back she felt, especially as she felt the moister being applied in her ass crack. The ladies also took special attention around her asshole, which made the itch over there worse. They continued with her back and next turned her around and started with her front, again first the legs an then up. When they reached her thighs Donna felt her juices flow freely. The giggles of the ladies told her they saw it too. She held her eyes closed and just let them do whatever they needed to do. She felt them dry up the area between her legs with tissues, and next her hair was removed around the area, more tissues were used

“I’m leaking like a faucet!” Donna thought utterly embarrassed. “And I’m not even aroused! It is just a reaction to the touches, something I can’t control.”

“If you go for a wax treatment it is best not to shave yourself” The brunette lady told her “It makes the waxing less useful. We can’t really reach hair that is shaven so short.”

“I...I didn’t knew I was going for a wax job.” Donna excused herself. She didn’t look up at the ladies, still feeling her juices flow and feeling they did have a problem with it.

“You are a bit... over reacting to our treatment.” The brunette girl remarked.

“Yes... I’m sorry, it’s not that..” Donna replied “..I just can’t help it.”

She sighed ashamed.

The girls didn’t reply, but kept on struggling with her juices. When the finished with her erogenous the went up her belly, her breasts and her neck. At last they waxed her arms. After their struggle with her juices the rest went easy, and Donna by nature didn’t had too much hair. Though the waxing did find hair everywhere Donna had felt.

When they finally finished they left them alone again. Donna sighed and hoped it was over.

“Skin treatment?” an older lady asked, and Ninon pointed towards Donna again. The lady walked up to Donna.

“So you just had a sauna, and a wax job?” she asked as she placed her cart next to the massage table.

“Yes.” Donna replied

“Okay, I’ll just go through your whole body and clean your skin thoroughly. It’ll take some time, but it is worth it. You’d be surprised how much dirt we can still get out of the skin, even though it looks so clean.”

With that said the lady went through her whole body ‘cleaning’ the dirty areas as she called them. She complimented Donna on her fair skin, but went silent when she started to work around Donna’s more private areas. It was obvious the lady was disgusted by the leaking juices of Donna. It was so embarrassing Donna started to cry a little. Her damn body just couldn’t stop leaking! And on top of that the lady took special attention to her ass and pussy, she felt a needle prick time and time again, and it made the itch worse, which caused her pussy to leak more and more, almost spraying out her juices!

She heard the lady curse as she had to dry up the area time and time again.

She finally went up and scanned her upper body, and ended with working on her face.

The lady finished with oiling her whole body with perfumed oil.

“Make sure you apply it also to the more private areas.” Ninon instructed the lady. Donna was embarrassed, as she knew this lady actually tried to avoid that area. Now the lady did as told and rubbed some extra ointment into her thighs, hips, ass and vagina.

“That was so embarrassing!” Donna sighed as they were alone once more.

“Why?” Ninon asked

“I’m leaking, I’m itching in my pussy, in my ass...” she felt no need to keep it a secret from Ninon anymore, and it gave her permission to scratch in front of her.

“Can’t help you with that.” Ninon said as she saw Donna vigorously scratching between her legs and ass cheeks “But don’t you feel really cleaned and relaxed?”

Donna had to agree her body nicely tingled, but the itching was her main concern now. It kept her from really enjoying the treatments.

“I’ll have to see the doctor about this Ninon.” She said “I must have some irritation, probably due to my training.” She hoped this remark would bring Ninon to stop her training next week, or at least make it less intense, maybe even not using any dildo’s.

“You do that.” Was all Ninon said however, making Donna wonder if it had helped her.

It was lunch time when they left the massage room, and that time was enough for the oil to really sink into the body. Donna smelled herself, it was a bit too much for her, but nothing to really complain about.

They lunched in the lunch room at the pool. The hall was designed like a tropical forest, and the roof was totally from glass. Ninon and Donna chatted about nothing in particular, or better, everything but the reason they were there.

That all changed when they went for the afternoon schedule. Ninon explained the employee exactly how she should do the manicure and pedicure of Donna, with great emphasize on the nails.

When the lady was finished Donna had french manicure on both her hand and feet, though her finger nails were longer than she used to have them, extending half an inch from her fingers. Too long for Donna’s liking, she wouldn’t be able to work normally with her computer at work with those nails, she knew.

“Longer nails send the correct message, always.” Ninon explained. Donna knew it was, as usual, useless to complain. She was actually happy with the french manicure, it was a very neutral style. She had feared Ninon would go for long red nails or something whorish like that.

“Can you add some diamond stud to the end of the baby finger nail? It would make it less boring.”

“It would indeed make it different, but it is very trendy. You’re okay  with that?” The lady asked Donna.

Donna nodded in approval. She knew the lady didn’t find the nail piercing a good idea, not fitting for her, probably because of her age. But what could she do? She wasn’t in the position to object.

“The French manicure will fit with all the outfits we selected.” Ninon explained to Donna “So you don’t need to change color this weekend. With the make up it will be different.”

The stud was placed and Donna looked at her new hands. The long nails, and the studs glittering in the light, she didn’t knew what to think of it, and wondered what Robert would think of it. “He would hate the studs for sure.” She knew.

In came the make up team. The ladies first discussed with Donna and Ninon how she had to look. As the conversation went on they understood it was Ninon who would decide on the make up, so they just ignored Donna as they went over the options.

“She has big eyes, so that makes it easy, we’ll just accentuate them, make them stand out a little, and she has already a cute sharp nose, so we don’t need to ‘correct’ it. Her facial texture is no problem, a normal mascara layer should do.”

“And the hair, we’ll do anything with that?”

“Yes, please make it a bit curly and full, I want a ‘wild’ look, but not too much.”

Donna found it amazing how she found them discussing her appearance without asking her approval, and most of all, without she herself objecting to it. She knew it would cause problems if she did object, of course, yet the very fact that she didn’t do anything to stop them, that she just submitted to Ninon’s wishes, showed her she was indeed brought down. “I’m slowly turning into their plaything, and I’m unable to stop it.”

The ladies went to work on her face and hair. All the time they worked on her they asked Ninon for her opinion, and didn’t even allow Donna to watch her own appearance. After a hour they finished with the hair and make up.

“And?” they asked Ninon. Ninon looked from various angles and finally nodded her agreement “It’s great. It is just the way I want it, a bit heavy, but not too much.”

She went silent and looked again, as if she missed something.

“We need to add some additional piercings in her ear.”

Donna’s eyes widened in shock. Her begging eyes met Ninon’s. That short look made it clear to Donna she shouldn’t even think about objecting, and Donna didn’t. Yet her mind raced already thinking of the problems these piercings would cause.

“Robert will ask, object, and my children will see it as a free card for additional piercings on them.”

As she worried about the consequences, the ladies together with Ninon discussed what additional piercings she would get.

Donna felt sharp pains in her ear, and counted them, each earlob received two more piercings, one in front of her existing single piercing, and one behind it.

“You have some jewelry in the shop, right?” Ninon asked, and she left, leaving the make up ladies to finish Donna.

“You look marvelous madam.” One of the girl assured Donna.

But Donna herself doubted if she would like her new face, and she still worried about the piercings.

Ninon returned and Donna felt rings being attached to her ear, indeed three per ear.

“That’s the finishing touch, that’s what was missing indeed.” Ninon told the ladies, and they agreed. “Together with the hair and make up it really works for her.”

As they looked at her, Donna smiled shyly. She still hadn’t seen herself, and she was uncertain how she looked. Her worries, fears made her somehow too afraid to even ask for a mirror.

“Show her.” Ninon finally said.

A mirror was held in front of Donna and she finally saw herself. Her face was powdered with mascara, but they used her own sun tanned skin tone, so it didn’t show that easy, her cheek bones were made a bit darker, using a redish/brown color, but only slightly. They kept her light brown skin color she got from her forced sunbaths.

Her lips had dark brown shiny lipstick on it, and they had painted it a bit beyond her lips, together with the applied slightly darker lining around the lipstick it made her lips look larger. Her nose was made to look a bit pointier, they applied some lighter mascara on top of it, and darker tones on the sides. And her eyes... Donna really was amazed how big they had made them look. A thin dark line around the eyes, together with wider dark brown eye shadow, made the white of her eyes stand out. Above her eyes they applied shiny various shades brown eye shadow getting lighter as it went up to her eyebrows. And her eyebrows where trimmed into a thin line, but in such a way it made a ‘wave’: low on the inside of her eye, and curving up to end, high on the outside. This also made her eyes look bigger to the eye. They extended her eyebrows a little with a dark line, completing the wave from.

She had natural long eyelashes, and luckily they didn’t do anything to them, except for coloring them black, which she usually did also.

This made up face, with the big lips, pointy nose, and the big eyes was surrounded by her hair. They hadn’t changed the color, just washed it, and had added some wild curls, especially in the front. When she shook her head a little it all dangled around her face, and some curls fell in front of her face.

“Cool!” Ninon smiled as she did that.

Donna inspected her face some more, and focused on her ears. Luckily they were mostly hidden from view by her curly hair, showing only a pair of large hoops. That alone however was already different for Donna. She never wore hoops that size, the diameter was around two or two and a half inches, they almost touched her shoulder. She pulled her hair a bit back to free one ear and inspect the new piercings. She saw a small stud in the first hole, next came the large earring in her old hole, and at last a small ring in the latter, just large enough to go around the earlobe. The rings, apart from the large hoop weren’t really a problem to Donna, but having them all three together was... “Kinky” Donna thought “It makes me look kinky.”

“She is a quiet one, isn’t she?” one of the make up girls told Ninon.

Donna ignored their remarks. Her mind was racing on how she could ever explain this new look. She looked at the total picture again. All the minor changes together made her look really different. From a distance she would look ok, but close up... she would be a slut. Robert would freak out. Her daughters.... she just hoped they wouldn’t copy her. And again it was racing through her mind “How can I ever explain this look?”

It dawned on her one way was to follow Nino’s advice and be the slut. Act horny for Robert, and tell him, her family, that is why she was made up this way. Or tell them she had let Ninon decide, or better, ‘friends’, decide her new look for once. That would be a short term solution, but it would give her a chance to keep her own image. “However the ‘old’ Donna won’t be able to fuck Robert 25 times....” Donna’s mind went on and on like this.

“You ladies can go now.” Ninon told the make up team, and they left. Ninon turned to Donna.

“You look absolutely lovely! Never been made up like this isn’t it?” Ninon played with her hair. “Ms Brendan has excellent taste.”

Donna knew she deliberately mentioned ms Brendan. She wanted Donna to know she was in control, and Donna had to follow.

“The mascara, the make up as a whole makes you look much younger.” Ninon went on “The wrinkles around your eyes, in your face are hidden, your cheeks look tight... Please stand up...”

Donna lifted herself up from the chair the table, let her blanket fall, and stood naked in front of Ninon

“Ok, so you can see your age by the breasts, and the fat on your thighs, ass. It shows you’ve had children, it is just impossible to get rid of that in a natural way. We’ll do that with the clothing. But the face is great. It’ll fit nicely with your clothing. And it is neutral, you’ll be able to switch clothing without really bothering about applying all new make up, that is, until you shower.”

She looked Donna over again, obviously pleased “Robert will get a hard on instantly.”

Donna doubted that, but wisely shut up.

We’re done, we get dressed and go to your home, were we dress you up for Robert, and then you’re on your own.”

The last humiliation was the bill. Donna paid with her credit card, and she now had another problem to worry about, how to explain this bill to Robert. It was another expense on top of all the others she couldn’t really explain.

     

When they reached home they went immediately upstairs to dress. The clothes lay ready so all Donna had to do was undress and dress up again. She looked at herself in the long mirror against her closet when she was fully naked, except for her heels. It was another thing she noticed, before she would first kick off her shoes, and then undress. Now, after all those days of training, she automatically first took off her clothes, and at last would take off her shoes, usually switching immediately into another pair, her ‘home’ heels. When she thought about it she noticed all her new clothing, well almost all, was such that she could dress up wearing her shoes still. “They really are good at it.” Donna thought as she stood before the mirror “They have me change my behavior without me really noticing it. Without me even understanding why I learn certain behavior!” But now she at least understood her undressing rules. “Ms Brendan likes her girlfriend in high heels all the time, and I am really behaving like that now.”

Donna looked at herself in the mirror, and stopped thinking about the dress code. She admired herself. “I am above forty, two kids, and still can look this stunning. She turned around to admire her toned body. She smelled herself, the perfumed oil still working. Her body skin was looking good, her body was firm. She grabbed her breasts and lifted them a little “This is how they used to be.” She thought “I would be a killer if they still were like this.” It was however not something she really wished for, she was happy with her age, and her family. The sagging, somewhat flat breasts were a small price to pay.

“Stop admiring yourself, and get dressed, it’s Friday, so the traffic to the airport is going to be awful.” Ninon told the dreaming Donna.

Donna gave herself a last glance, looking herself in the eye. A face she hadn’t seen in years looked back from the mirror “You better get ready slut, 25 fucks with that man of yours” she told the mirror silently, and smiled dirty.

She switched quickly from shoes, wearing high heeled black shoes, and got into a small black skirt, reaching halfway her thighs, a large belt was around her waist.

“Here” Ninon gave her a red lace panty, which Donna pulled up quickly. She noticed once again she hadn’t even missed wearing a panty. “I have to be careful, I am getting too adjusted to being naked.” She reprimanded herself.

She strapped on a red push up bra. She looked a bit worried as it left her nipples bare, but she quickly covered it with the red blouse given by Ninon. At last she applied eau de cologne.

“Hair perfect, make up perfect...” Ninon looked her over as she made Donna stand alongside her bed. Automatically Donna took on a pose, one leg straight, the other one in front of it, on its toes. A smile on her face, and her eyes wide open.

“You’re ready!!”

They went downstairs and Donna was given her new short winter jacket, and ushered out of the house into her car.

“I’ll clean up the house a bit, and prepare diner as planned, you just do your job, and fuck him a few times before reaching home, okay?” Ninon told her as Donna went outside.

As Donna went into the car she was kind of glad Ninon helped her out with this ‘assignment’. It made it easier for her to focus on the task at hand, fucking Robert 25 times. “I’m sure she benefits if I reach my goal, probably she gets some sort of bonus” she thought as she drove backwards onto the road, onto her husband.