Part 3 Saturday April 25 - The day I started my new Job
Vanessa's Journal
Saturday April 25 - The day I started my new Job
Next morning I wanted to impress Jon, and I was ready and shaved before 10:00
am, wearing only my coat and shoes. I decided that too much Ben would wear me
out before I had stated the day. Also, my head was a little delicate after the
drinks the night before. When the door bell rang, I took my coat off and
answered the door. I wanted to please Jon, and it was only when I opened the
door and saw Jon and one of my neighbours passing by, that I thought maybe that
that wasn't a good idea. Jon looked me up and down, put his hand on my pubes,
said, "Good, you remembered," and came in. He had a quick look round, then said,
"Coat on and pick up your bags and let's go."
The journey didn't take anywhere as long by car as it did by bus, and we were
soon at Jon's house. Once in, he told me to bring everything into the lounge,
and that he would inspect everything to see if I were permitted to have it in
his house. I was glad that he had left his central heating on as I had to
'model' every item of clothing that I had, changing right there in front of him.
As the 'parade' went on, I knew that I was getting wet, and I could see a bulge
in his trousers. About three quarters of my clothes were 'unsuitable', and were
to be thrown-out.
This left we with no underwear, trousers, shorts, tights or leggings. I was then
told to 'assume the position' whilst Jon read me the rules again. This time
there were more rules than the last time :-
The rules
Smoking will not be permitted under any circumstances.
Unless specifically directed to, you will be expected to wear dresses or skirts
at all times. Trousers, shorts, leggings or tights will not be tolerated.
Stockings, either self supporting or with a suspender belt are acceptable.
All clothes purchased or hand made will be approved by me before being worn.
Unless specifically directed, underwear will not be worn.
You will wear tampons when you have your period.
Spankings will be administered by means of hand, paddle, tawse, cane, or any
other item deemed appropriate at the time.
Body hair will be removed every day.
Legs will not be crossed whilst in Jon's presence, unless specifically directed
to do so.
Clothing will not me adjusted whilst in Jon's presence unless, specifically
directed to do so.
You will get 2 days off each week - Monday and Tuesday, unless previously agreed
differently.
At most, you will wear only a dress and shoes when working.
Whenever you have had enough, and wish to stop, you will say the phrase
'chocolate teapot' 3 times. Once you have, you will no-longer be employed by me,
and you will be expected to leave the premises within twenty four hours.
Your employer reserves the rights to change these rules at any time.
Jon then asked me if I was happy to continue, "Yes Master" I replied. He then
asked me how my Journal was coming along. I went to get it and showed him that
it was written-up until the previous night. I was then told that I was not
expected to write something in it every day, just for the days that had
something of any significance in them. He also told me that he would teach me
how to use his PC so that I could use that. This pleased me as I had had very
little training on computers at school. Jon also said that once my journal was
on his PC it would be easier for him to publish it, that didn't please me too
much. It's one thing keeping a journal that's private (well between Jon and me),
but it's something completely different having it available for everyone in the
world to read.
My first task was to prepare a late lunch. After that, it was on with my coat
and we went to look for some more 'suitable' clothes. We wandered round a few
clothes shops, but didn't see anything that Jon liked. Eventually, we headed for
the dress shop that we had the fun in the previous Saturday. I was happy to see
that the assistant was the same one, and that she was still the only staff
person there. The shop was also empty. The smile on the assistant's face told me
that she was happy to see us as well. As we started looking through the racks I
thought about what type of dress Jon was looking for. I guessed that they had to
be short, thin and easily accessible. Jon selected a couple for me before I
found anything, and handed them to me to try on. I went into the changing
cubicle and took my coat off. I couldn't see the point in closing the curtain,
as I was sure that Jon would open it again. I picked-up the first one, it was
made of cheesecloth, and was fitted round my shoulders and breasts, but from
below my breasts it just went out in a big inverted 'V' shape. If I just stood
there, there was nothing touching my body from just below my breasts down, and I
was sure that if the light was in the right direction, anyone would be able to
see-through it. Jon said that he liked it, but was too long. "Not a problem
Master" I said, "I will shorten it, what length would you like it to be?" Jon
said that all my dresses were to be no longer than 5 inches below my pussy,
unless he specifically said so.
Just as I was taking the dress over my head, the shop assistant came over with
another couple of dresses, and asked Jon if he liked them. Jon held each one up
in turn, then said that his Slave needed something that displayed her assets,
and that was very short. Whilst he was saying this, the assistant was looking at
me standing there listening to Jon. When Jon stopped talking she just stood
there, and Jon had to snap his fingers to bring her out of her trance. I took
the second dress and held it up. At first I though that it was a denim dress,
but when I looked closer, it was a dungarees dress. It was obviously designed to
have a T-shirt on underneath, because when I put it on, I could see all the
sides of my breasts in the mirror, and Jon had obviously picked a size too big
for me because the waist was way too big. If I looked down the inside, I could
see all of my legs and down to the ground. Jon liked this one, but again it was
too long for him. Just as I was taking the dress off, the assistant returned
with another 2 dresses and asked if she could help me try them on. When Jon
said, "Yes," she told me that her name was Kelly, and asked me what my name was.
After I told her, Kelly held them up and asked "which one first." There was one
white lycra one, and one black lacy one. I pointed to the lycra one and Kelly
gave it to me, and then hung-up the black one. As I started to pull it over my
head, I was finding it a bit difficult. Kelly noticed this and said that she had
brought one a size too small deliberately, so that it really showed my assets.
Jon smiled approvingly. Kelly helped me pull the dress down, and as she was
doing so, her hands were lightly sliding all over me. The lycra was so thin that
it almost felt as if I had nothing on, I could certainly see the dark of my
nipples through it. I just stood there as her hands wandered all over. After a
minute or so, Kelly looked at Jon and said, "May I?" "Be my guest, but hands
only" he said. Kelly's hands moved down to my thighs and then back up under the
dress. They went all over my ass then right into the crease of my arse. Her
right hand came round my front and found my pussy which was by now getting very
wet. Before the previous Saturday I had never has any form of sex with another
woman. Last weekend had been sort of accidental, but this time it was very
deliberate, Jon was encouraging it, and I was enjoying it, even though I was a
little nervous, after all, this was a public shop. Kelly's left hand was working
its way into my arse, and her right hand was working on my clit, and going in
and out of my vagina.
All 3 of us were so engrossed it what was going on, that non of us noticed a
women about my age come in and start going through the clothes on the racks. For
some strange reason, I think that I was the one that noticed her first. Well if
I wasn't then Jon and / or Kelly had decided to ignore her. She came round the
end of a rack, stopped dead and looked straight at me. There I was, dress up
round my waist, another woman stood beside me with fingers from one hand in my
arse, and the fingers from the other in my pussy. I was too far gone to even
care who was looking, but the fact that some stranger was looking was giving me
an extra kick. Anyway. this woman was looking at me, and I was looking at her.
After a minute or two, her hands started to rub her stomach and her tongue was
licking her lips. All of a sudden, she was gone, don't know why, and I didn't
really care, I was getting my pleasure from Kelly. It wasn't long before I gave
a shudder as I orgasmed. Kelly looked me in the eyes and said, "Now you to me."
I looked at Jon and he nodded, so I started running my hands over Kelly's dress.
She wasn't wearing a bra either, and her nipples were nearly as big as mine. I
pinched and pulled them with my fingers before moving my hands down to her
stomach and then under her dress to her thighs. As I moved up I came across
material and looked and saw a thong. As I rubbed her pussy outside the thong, my
fingers got wet. I pulled the thong aside and set to work. Kelly came a lot
quicker than I did. After we had both calmed down a bit, I pulled my dress down
as far as I could, went out of the cubicle and asked Jon if he liked it. He told
me to bend down which I did, and the dress rode up over my ass. When I stood up,
the dress stayed where it was, showing everything that I had, front and back.
Jon then said that he thought that I had had enough fun for one afternoon, and
told Kelly that we would take all 3 dresses. We would come back some other time
and try the lace dress on. Kelly composed herself, picked up the cheesecloth
and dungarees dresses and waited for me to take the lycra dress off. When I did,
she walked over to the counter and started to ring-up the sale. Jon said, "coat
on" and went over to Kelly. While we were waiting for the credit card to
process, Kelly said that she would like to see us again. Jon wrote his phone
number on the credit card voucher, and we left.
We wandered round a few more shops before heading back to the car. On the way
back we came across a Post Office and got a Passport application for me.
Back home - well it was my home now, Jon had me get us some food before he tied
me to a chair, legs open, gagged and blindfolded. He then pushed a vibrator in
me, switched it on slow speed, and went out. The vibe was doing its job slowly,
but I was fighting it, I didn't want to be too tired when he got back. I had
orgasmed twice when he did get back, and was about ready for number 3. Before he
had chance to say anything I said, "Master please fuck me, I need to feel you
inside me." Luckily for me he untied me and then put me over the back of the
sofa, took his clothes off and rammed his cock straight into me. 'At last' I
thought. I was beginning to think that I wasn't going to get the 'real thing'.
By the time Jon shot his load into me I had orgasmed another twice. That made 5
times that day, no wonder I was tired. When he pulled out, he lay on the sofa
and told me to clean him up. I started to walk to the kitchen to get a paper
towel, but he called me back and said, "No slave - with your tongue." I had
given an old boyfriend a blow-job a couple of times, and had managed to avoid
getting his sperm into my mouth, so I didn't knew what the taste would be like,
especially as Jon's cock and balls were covered with my juices as well. As it
turns out, it tasted quite nice, and by the time I had licked him clean he had
another hard-on, but he sent me to bed.
Sunday April 26
Next morning I got up early, and started shortening the dresses. I stated with
the cheesecloth one because it was easiest. By the time Jon got up I had
finished it so I put it on and went downstairs and cooked us some breakfast. All
the time, Jon was sat at the kitchen table naked, reading the Sunday papers.
When he was finished he said that I was to go to the Doctors and get myself a
supply of the pill and some 'morning after' pills. I had to agree with him when
he said that I must not get pregnant. He then said that Sunday mornings were one
of the times that he often went to the Gym to workout, and that today, I was
going with him. When I pointed out that I didn't have the proper clothing, he
said that we would get some, some other time, and that for today I could borrow
one of his T-shirts. "What about the rest Master?" I said. Jon said to bring my
trainers, and that a T-shirt and trainers would be enough. I hoped that the
T-shirt was a long one.
The day was surprisingly warm for the end of April, and Jon told me that we
wouldn't have to be outside for more than a couple of minutes, and that I was to
wear the cheesecloth dress and my denim jacket. I still felt cold and very
naked, and I hoped that it wasn't windy. It wasn't, and before I knew it we were
pulling into the car park of this big Hotel. Jon said that he was a member of
the Leisure Centre there, and that I would be his guest. We went to get changed,
and I was out again long before him. The T-shirt came nearly half way down to my
knees. We went into the workout room and Jon showed me how to use the machines.
I asked him to stand in front of me when I was using the machine that stretched
your legs wide apart. I told Jon that I didn't want to give the old men in there
a heart attack. Jon said, "OK - this time, but you're on your own after this."
The other machine that I had a problem with was the rowing machine, every time I
went back, I could see my pussy in the mirror. I just hoped that no one was
looking, and I didn't seem to have an audience, so I guess I got away with it.
When I came to use the exercise bike, Jon raised the seat when I thought he
should have lowered it. When I asked him why, he told me to try it and see. He
also made sure that my T-shirt wasn't between me and the seat. Well, I had to
slide right over the side of the saddle each time I pushed down on a pedal.
After a while I was enjoying it and didn't really want to stop when Jon told me
to.
After about an hour, Jon said that we were going for a sauna. I'd never been
into a sauna before, and wasn't quite sure what to expect. Jon told me to go and
strip-off, wrap the towel round me and go out of the other end of the changing
room. The towel was only just big enough to cover my breasts and bottom, so long
as I didn't bend down. When I met Jon at the other end, there was a sauna and
spa there. There was also a smallish swimming pool, but I didn't have a costume.
Jon told me that if I made myself a bikini and swim suit, then he would take me
swimming, he would describe the design he had in mind later. There was no one
else in the sauna, and we sat facing each other with our feet up and legs bent.
This was giving me a good view of Jon's cock and balls, so I guess that he could
see my pussy. Especially when I held my knees and feet about a foot apart. I was
beginning to feel a bit dizzy when Jon finally decided to go out.
We took a shower (closed the curtains) and then Jon told me to sit on one of the
loungers while he went back in for another session. I was laying there with my
knees up, cooling down, when one of the male assistants came. I wasn't taking
any notice of him until I felt that someone was looking at me. I looked round,
and as he was the only other person there, I thought 'what's he looking at'?
Then I suddenly realised. My initial reaction was to put my legs down, but I
suddenly thought 'what the hell, I've enjoyed people looking at me before, so
just ignore him' and I did. I put my head back and closed my eyes. He was still
there when Jon came out of the sauna, and sat down beside me. Jon whispered for
me to open my legs a bit, then to scratch my clit. After I had done that I
looked at the assistant and he caught my eye, blushed and walked out. Jon said
'Come on, get dressed and meet me at the entrance."
The only other thing of interest that happened that day, was that Jon started to
teach me how to use his PC. He is pretty good at that, but he should be, that's
his job. Oh, one more thing, Jon gave me one of his old white cotton shirts to
make a bikini out of. It was to be made of 4 triangles held together with white
shoe lace like 'string'. Each part was to be able to slide along the 'string'
making it very adjustable. The other thing was that the bottom front 'triangle'
was to start about 6 inches wide, rapidly decrease to 1 inch, then remain at 1
inch as it went over my pussy to the back 'triangle'.
