Stephanie's New Life - May
Dear Reader,
Here is yet another month of the life of Stephanie. Sorry for the delay in
getting them all together. And I would like to thank everyone of you who has
written to express your feelings about what has been happening to everyone
involved.
These letters are all still very real, as are the people in them. As I did in
the March letters, I will re introduce you to all the players involved.
Stephanie - Angel - The primary submissive
Josephine - The dominant Mistress and head of household
Hannah - 21-year-old co-worker of Stephanie and lover of Josephine
Beatrice - Angel's dominant boss at work
Allison - Josephine's 17-year-old daughter and budding young lesbian
Donna - Hannah's sister, also referred to as "Goddess" by Angel
Patricia - Close associate of Miss Beatrice in the lingerie business
Ronnie - teenaged friend of Allison
Trisha, Penny, Jane - Co-workers of Stephanie
And without any further ado, here is all the correspondence from May of this
year.
Sasha: yes...
Donna: goody
Sasha: well, at least not cheap
Donna: how are u
Sasha: Hannah or Donna?
Donna: no, I could guess that
Sasha: doing well.
Donna: Donna
Sasha: well, young Goddess
Donna: it got punished last night
Sasha: It wrote and told me
Donna: did it write u?
Donna: k
Donna: they've done the name thing too
Sasha: wrote me 3 letters today
Donna: lucky u
Sasha: I am pleased about that
Donna: what she tell u about then?
Sasha: what else are they planning to do to her besides the name?
Sasha: it told about the punishment and what Beatrice made it do at work.
Donna: Josephine is selling her out for kinky games
Donna: and she works for that Patricia ow
Sasha: Yes, I heard. Is Josephine making any money renting it?
Donna: 100
Donna: each time
Sasha: so a good income is being realized from it then
Donna: ye, but it don't seem right
Donna: not really
Sasha: why not? Property is meant to be used for profit
Donna: yeh, but its still a person too
Sasha: what you did to it last night felt right, did it not?
Donna: she told u?
Sasha: and would you do that to another "person"?
Sasha: But of course. It tells me everything.
Donna: it wants that though
Sasha: as do you.
Donna: being humiliated an all
Sasha: yes it does but having its mouth crapped into wasn't really what it
wanted. It did it because it was ordered to
Donna: ok
Donna: anyway they sell it
Sasha: and you certainly enjoyed it
Donna: well Josephine does
Sasha: they rent it
Donna: sell rent whatever
Sasha: it really loves you dearly, Donna
Sasha: and there is a difference
Donna: I think I know
Sasha: as dearly as you love it, were you able to admit it.
Donna: oh I do love it
Donna: I told it so
Sasha: jealous of your sister?
Donna: it didn't tell u that then????
Sasha: it told me a while back.
Donna: k
Donna: and no I am not jealous of han
Sasha: she loves you enough to share her Joy
Sasha: are you ready to convert?
Donna: to what?????
Sasha: convert?
Sasha: to women
Donna: yes. Convert to what
Donna: what become a les?
Donna: lololol
Sasha: sure.
Donna: I think not
Sasha: you act like that is a bad thing
Donna: no, its fine, I'm just not that way
Donna: u know I only play with sub
Donna: no one else
Sasha: try saying that with its head buried deep in your puss
Donna: mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm well maybe not then
Sasha: you ought to try the strap on, dear
Donna: then I'm a raving lesbian
Donna: oh I have
Sasha: who has used it on you?
Donna: no! I used it on sub
Sasha: you need it in you
Donna: I think not
Donna: not even the normal one thanks
Sasha: You off of cocks, dear?
Donna: no
Donna: you are turning everything around Sasha
Sasha: no. You said not even the normal one
Donna: I was going to tell u about how I felt and now I feel all defensive
Sasha: you may be open with me.
Sasha: you know that. All of you have been
Donna: why r u attacking me. What has it said?
Donna: about me?
Sasha: I am not attacking you, dear
Donna: it feels like it
Sasha: I am very happy with you and what you have been doing
Donna: if it's the poo, Josephine called me and asked me to do it
Sasha: just feel that you might be a little embarrassed that you enjoy it as
much as you do
Sasha: not at all, dear. You enjoy it; it enjoys what you do to it immensely
Donna: I love sub
Donna: I do
Sasha: and I know your sister enjoys sharing with you and having you a part of
her new life.
Donna: I love it being here and what it does and how it always wants to please
me
Sasha: you ought to show her and try licking her
Donna: I tell her
Sasha: do you have an urge to taste her?
Donna: I don't mind sharing with Han you know
Sasha: I know that
Donna: I have had that urge
Sasha: going to do something about it?
Donna: I know I will one day
Sasha: look at what happened to Allison since she tried it. Lol!
Donna: she is stuck in there all the time
Donna: lololol
Donna: she loves it
Sasha: have you let Allison lick you?
Donna: NO
Donna: nobody else, just sub
Sasha: why not. Dear?
Donna: I couldn't
Donna: she's only a kid anyway
Sasha: age-wise, yes, she is. But she has come very far.
Sasha: a lot further than I ever thought she would
Donna: oh she just loves pussy that's all, nothing to do with age
Sasha: you ought to let her try yours.
Donna: did sub tell u I took it out last week?
Donna: like a date
Sasha: yes she did. She loved being with you and loved how openly you showed
affection for her publicly
Donna: aw
Donna: she is so sweet
Donna: she was embarrassed
Sasha: yes she was.
Donna: wish she were here now
Sasha: but she loved it and being with you none the less
Donna: robin has just gone
Donna: she did didn't she
Sasha: yes, you are almost turned on enough to eat her pussy
Donna: right now, YES
Donna: lol
Donna: it will pass
Sasha: I am hoping it wont
Donna: rofl
Donna: I bet
Sasha: even though it is just a thing now, you can still show your love and
pleasure by eating it.
Donna: I show it by cuddling it and letting it have me though
Donna: and I told it
Sasha: for yourself you ought to try more different things.
Sasha: You never know what you might enjoy until you try
Donna: i've got lots of time sash
Donna: no need to rush
Donna: this much is still new 4 me
Sasha: I know it is. And scary too.
Donna: you bet
Sasha: you might turn into one of those "lesbians" type persons
Donna: your bi though right?
Donna: not les?
Sasha: and never want a sweaty pair of balls hitting your chin again
Donna: I don't do that anyway
Sasha: I am bi, dear. Lol! Though less and less as I age
Donna: yeuch
Donna: less sex or less guys (lol)
Sasha: let me tell you that managing all you ladies was taking an enormous
amount of time and effort.
Sasha: especially February and march
Donna: sorry*
Sasha: now you have it all down very well.
Sasha: no apologies needed. I have loved every minute
Donna: me too xxxxxxxx
Sasha: I hope you know, Donna, how unique, rare, and precious what you have is
in this world
Donna: u said Allison has changed, but it's Josephine, which is different
Donna: I don't guess there's another sub, is there?
Donna: not like her
Sasha: not one like it
Sasha: And Josephine has turned into a full time hard core Mistress
Donna: I'm gonna cry in a minute
Donna: yes she has
Sasha: Don't cry, dear. But I will tell you that what you have is something
that I never thought I could ever do or be a part of.
Donna: yesterday when I got their sub was crying so much and her pussy was so
inflamed
Sasha: Your group is my life's crowning achievement
Donna: we are al happy u know, sub 2, I'm sure
Sasha: Well, Josephine has a large Job managing everything going on. It is a
large, diverse, household.
Donna: right
Sasha: and it has so much potential that it takes a full time hard edged lady to
manage and control it
Donna: they can't do any more to it
Sasha: oh yes they can
Donna: it'd be cruel
Donna: u wouldn't hit a dog that hard
Sasha: well, you have to be cruel to be kind, dear
Donna: like Josephine did
Sasha: it enjoys it
Donna: oh sure
Donna: la di da
Sasha: and knows those feeling show love to it
Donna: u didn't see it crying steph
Donna: crying
Sasha: I know it cried. But Josephine wouldn't have done it if she didn't love
it dearly
Donna: I meant sash
Donna: sometimes I wonder
Donna: u there?
Sasha: of course
Sasha: you may wonder to me, Donna
Donna: I meant I wonder if Josephine does love it anymore
Donna: or just what it is
Donna: something to be cruel to
Sasha: it's o.k. When it enjoys and understands the cruelty
Donna: don't get me wrong, I like Josephine, we get on well
Donna: u saying that sub enjoys that?????????????????????????
Sasha: Josephine is giving it want it wants. And Josephine has found out she
excels at it and enjoys it also
Sasha: yes she does.
Donna: ok if u say so
Sasha: Pain can be pleasurable. If you don't believe it, pinch your nipples
right now hard for me
Donna: this was different
Sasha: and the anticipation of punishment is also a Joy
Donna: I've spanked and stuff but whatever she hit it with yesterday was not
just a spank
Donna: just wasn't
Donna: anyway lets leave it
Sasha: she was caned yesterday
Donna: it was a cane?
Sasha: and her punishment was severe
Sasha: but it was just because it hadn't written me in a week.
Donna: I know, I told Josephine remember
Donna: it was my fault
Sasha: I'll bet she will not forget to write me now on, will she?
Donna: she won't if she doesn't want to die
Sasha: then it worked. There endith the lesson, dear.
Sasha: call it a corrective influence
Sasha: And I must cut this short, dear. I have a dinner meeting.
Donna: ok
Sasha: My advice to you, dearest Donna,
Donna: thanks sash
Sasha: is to let go your phobias. Get naked and throw yourself in the pile of
naked bodies, let go and enjoy yourself fully
Donna: maybe I will try
Sasha: if you don't like what happens, fine. But at least you will then know
Donna: have a nice dinner sash
Sasha: but there is a really good chance you will love it.
Sasha: And if you might like it, don't waste time wondering about it. Just do
it
Sasha: I will respect you just the same of you don't.
Donna: I will kiss its little pussy when its not hurt
Sasha: But I will promise you that the love shown from one woman to another is
totally different from that shown by a man
Sasha: we are always more tender, and easy to talk to
Sasha: all those things you might need and enjoy
Sasha: but, above all, don't be embarrassed or condescending if you love it
Sasha: there is no shame in anything if you are happy, sweetheart. Look at how
happy Han is
Donna: I know
Sasha: that might, or might not, be the answer for you. At least let yourself
find out for yourself
Donna: know
Sasha: let that be the advice from an older woman to a younger, much-cherished
woman
Sasha: and know that if I were there, you and I would be making love to each
other right now all night long
Donna: thanks
Sasha: quite welcome, dear
Donna: I am feeling a bit guilty
Sasha: why?
Donna: but u gotta go. I will write u
Donna: ok?
Donna: ok if I write u?
Sasha: please do. I am here for all of you. I will give you as honest advice
as I can.
Sasha: I promise you that
Donna: thanks sash
Sasha: I only want your happiness
Donna: now go do dinner and have a great time
Donna: have a drink with me
Sasha: I will. You sleep well
Donna: maybe
Donna: kisses sash
Sasha: and hugs
Donna: yep and hugs
Donna: nite
Yahoo! Messenger: Donna has signed out
May 7, 2003
Mistress Sasha
I am alone in Goddess's flat today my Mistress. I have had the day off and
Goddess has had me paint her lounge yesterday evening and today.
She was pleased with the way I repainted my Mistress's new flat that she has
rented me to do hers. I have just finished and took out off of the dustsheets.
She told me not to wash when I had finished so I am sitting here with 'Tainted
Aqua' colored paint splashes on my legs, shoulders, and tits and all over my
arms. When I repainted in the flat my
Mistresses left me covered in the paint for the whole weekend then they scrubbed
me, with a hand scrubbing brush and with a broom, in the small yard at the back
of the flat. They use that yard sometimes to dump this body in after
punishment, when this has disappointed Mistress Josephine. But I try to be good
for them always.
I am better now, from my operation, and earlier today Goddess told me that I
look good (which made me feel really wonderful). I am filling out again and my
bones are not showing as they were a month ago. My bottom is rounder again -
all he better for spanking according to Mistress Hannah. I do feel so much
better too, and I am eating all of my food.
Goddess did tell me that I might write to You while I was here, in fact
She insisted on it, and She told me to explain to You why She is my
Goddess. I adore Her, I do Mistress. She is so very beautiful and so
gloriously sexy. She is kind to me and Her body is divine and I am so happy to
beg her to allow me to touch her, just anywhere, her knees, her arms, to kiss
her feet is so wonderful. Occasionally she allows me to kiss her bottom and her
breasts, but I am never allowed to touch them.
Not with my hands. But I am allowed, when I have been good, to kiss her
beautiful nipples and rest them in my mouth. Last night, she allowed me to
watch her while she bathed, and made me touch my cunt while she lay there and
watched me, but I wasn't allowed to cum. She told me that She would tell
Mistress Josephine that I had been disobedient if I came, so I was on edge all
the time she was bathing, watching her beautiful breasts break the water as she
breathed, watching her legs, her wonderful thighs, as she lathered them, and all
the time I had to keep my hand on my cunt and rub myself. It was excruciating
but so delicious. Just to be there and be allowed to see the glory of Her body,
and that She allowed me to see Her. When She was done she allowed me to pad her
dry with one hand wrapped in a towel while I had to continue fingering myself,
and I could feel the softness and suppleness of her breasts in my hands, as I
dried her softly. Then, she allowed me to be her toilet. I asked her, actually
I will tell you exactly how I asked her. When I wish to speak I now have to
hold my one hand in the air. She ignored me for a while, while she did her
hair, then she just said "What?" and I said "Please Goddess, may I ask if you
wish to pee?" and she asked me if I wanted Her to pee into me, and I just said
Yes, but she told me to beg her, so I did. I got to my knees and begged her to
allow me to be her toilet, for her to pee into my mouth until she was empty, to
allow me to drink her wonderful urine. And Mistress, I meant it, every word. I
now have come to want My Mistresses to use me as their toilet. It is something
special, something for me that they give to me, and that makes it special. I
know, when we first were in contact, you and I Mistress, I was not sure about
drinking pee, but now I know that it is special, to be allowed to drink the pee
of those you love, and I do love them all. It wouldn't be the same if I didn't
love them, and that is perhaps why I was not keen before. It wouldn't be the
same for just anyone's pee.
I'm just thinking of things I can tell you about. Last week, on Friday night,
Miss Patricia took me out and destroyed me and elated me alternately for the
evening. Miss Beatrice told me on Friday that Mistress Josephine had allowed me
to go with Patricia.
Actually it started (I think now with hindsight) it all started two weeks ago
when Miss Patricia took me to a beauty salon near her offices and she had me on
a sun bed for 12 minutes, and she has sent me back there about 5 times since.
She didn't tell me why then, but I guess it was for Friday. On Friday she told
me to go again at lunchtime and they did the sun bed but they also exfoliated
me, and painted my finger and toe nails, did my hair, and makeup. Miss Patricia
came to Miss Beatrice's offices at about 4:00 and was pleased with me when she
saw me and said that I was quite presentable. She took me to a hotel reception
for her home sales agents to introduce her new range. Miss Beatrice came along
later, right at the end of the evening but initially Miss Patricia took me in
her car.
She had given me a thong and bra to put on in Miss Beatrice's office, and a
short sleeveless leather dress to wear over them, and some high-healed shoes.
The underwear was very brief; the panties were a triangle maybe
2" high and slightly less wide with tie strings between the cheeks of my bottom
and around my waist, and the bra was an under wire 1/3 cup with expended caps
about 1/2 inch round sticking up and over my nipples, with hearts on. I'd tried
the bra before, at Miss Patricia's offices and there were rings under the hearts
for your nipples to fit into to make the hearts more 3d, and the rings fit
around your nipples, but I expected that the lingerie would be like that,
revealing, what I didn't expect were the shoes. They were black patent, with
toe cover, then open to the heel (there were no sides) and then a strap over the
top of my foot/ankle, and the heal must have been 3 inch or 4 inch stiletto,
maybe more.
I have never worn stiletto heals before, not that thin a heel anyway.
It was so awkward.
Anyway Mistress, we went in her car to the Phoenix Hotel, and on the way she
told me that when I talked to the models I had to be completely honest in
answering any questions they had. I was to tell them that
I was a lesbian slut slave and -without naming anyone - to tell them about my
Mistresses. She told me that if I hesitated at all in doing what she wanted
then Mistress Josephine would know about it. She wanted everyone to know that I
was just completely obedient and open and even slutty about my body, and that
anyone could see whatever they wanted and touch if they wanted. I was to
remember that I was just a body to hang her lingerie on, nothing more.
When we got from the car she told me to follow her. She talked with all sorts
of people on the way in, and she was so organized and professional. Her
assistant (Julie) was there, she said hi to me (I have met her lots of times now
- once she took me to the salon for the sun tanning), then she and Miss Patricia
walked ahead to the room, a small ballroom, dressed in their Company logo, and
signs to welcome their "Treasured Agents". There were mannequins on the stage
in their outfits and posters all around. I just followed them around until we
came to a woman from the hotel, who wanted to know about the catering and
service need, and then Miss Patricia turned to me and said I have four girls to
circulate with drinks and tidbits, and she pointed at me and said this is one,
the others arrive 15 minutes before we start. The woman appeared happy, and
then Miss Patricia told her I and the other models were going to be
demonstrating some of the range and she told me to take off my dress. And I was
embarrassed. I know that must sound stupid, but its different being naked in my
Mistress's flat, or naked here now writing to you and waiting for Goddess,
because they expect it, but this was in front of well there must have been three
or four strangers, and I must have hesitated, because Miss Patricia just said
"Josephine" and looked at me, and I undid the dress and took it off and held it
over my arm, and Miss Patricia leant towards me and adjusted the thong to pull
the sides higher, and she handed my dress to the woman from the hotel (her name
was Natalie) and she told her to put it away somewhere. She made me take my
dress off in front of those people and it wasn't the same as being naked for my
Mistresses.
I don't mind that at all. I love being naked for them, its how I should be, I
know that, but this was different. Miss Patricia was just using me and she just
made me undress even just that much, down to those undies, in front of those
women like that. Straight women. She made me undress and I felt horrid. Later
she had me completely naked, but that was at the end of the evening.
So anyway, she and Natalie went away with my dress and Miss Patricia told me
that there was a chest of outfits in the room in the corner, and I was to take
out the bag marked "Angel" and take it onto the stage (There was a small stage
at one end). I did as she asked and then I couldn't find her again, and Julie
was gone too. Natalie was busy talking to some guys who were supposed to be
setting up the buffet. I didn't know what to do, and I felt so alone, standing
there in a thong and that horrid bra. I did say hi to some of the girls who
were busy setting out balloons and decorations but none of them said anything to
me, they looked a bit snooty at me. So I went to the stage and stood half
behind a vertical banner, by the bag, watching around it for Miss Patricia to
come back and maybe call for me. I was there for a long time, maybe 15 minutes,
and sometimes randy guys would call to me from the edge of the stage, and I felt
awful, that she had left me there like that. The only one who was nice to me was
an older woman, well not that old, but anyway, she came up on the stage and
stood with me for a while and she chatted to me about how long I had been
modeling, and I told her I wasn't really a model, that I was just here because
Patricia had asked me to be here for her, and she asked me about how I felt,
being dressed like that and I half laughed and told her that I was as
embarrassed as hell, and she laughed with me, and she told me 'You look better
than I would in those clothes', and I told her that she looked lovely, and she
thanked me and held my arm and told me I was very sweet. She was the one light
note in that time, with her looking at me, at this body and I confess that made
me feel good about myself. She was just looking and smiling. But it was just
the two of us for that little time. Just her looking at that and me was ok,
better than ok, it was exciting. Just after that she went away. I later
learned that she was with the promotions Company Miss Patricia was using. She
found me again later and talked to me again.
When Miss Patricia did come back in she was busy on the floor of the ballroom,
and marshalling people to do this, and move that. She was very definitely in
charge of everything and everyone. She didn't appear to look for me and I
didn't imagine she would have time for me, so I stayed in my hiding place until
I saw her looking around as if for something, so I stepped out and she saw me
and signaled me to come down. When I got to her he gave me a piece of fabric
she had just torn off a light stand and told me to follow her, and she sent
Julie off. She pushed things slightly to one way, and pulled down some posters
and told people to put them up somewhere else, and was generally getting a bit
cross with everyone. I just followed her, and every now and then she handed
things to me to carry, then she left the hall and we went down a small corridor
to an office. Julie and Natalie were there and another woman, and Miss Patricia
asked them about things and they all acted like they were her slaves. I was
really impressed with her, so impressed that I'd almost forgotten that I was
following her dressed as I was, and everyone was so scared of her I don't think
they really noticed how I was dressed.
She ignored me pretty well, but I followed her about as she went between the
room and the office, and she dumped the things I was carrying and told me not to
leave her side for the whole evening except to serve the models or unless she
told me otherwise, and even then I had to return to her as soon as I was free
to.
I met the models, and I felt ashamed really to be dressed as I was.
Remember I had the bra, thong and shoes on, and they were dressed so elegantly.
They were all so beautiful, and tall, all about 5'10, and so elegant. Miss
Patricia showed them where they were to dress and what time to come out, and
that if they needed anything they were to talk to me and I would get it for
them. She actually told them that they were to consider me their personal slave
for the evening and that I would get anything they needed.
Their outfits had been hung on a rack. Each of them had just two outfits.
Miss Patricia asked them if they needed anything, and one wanted a coffee and
the others water and Miss Patricia just looked at me and told me not to
hesitate, so I went out and went to one of the waitresses at the drinks table
and got their drinks and took them back to the models. I asked them if there
was anything else, and they said not and that Miss
Patricia had told them to tell me that she was in the office, so I went to find
her.
There was another strange woman in the office this time, and again, when I saw
her look me up and down, and sort of lift her nose like I was some sort of dirt,
I felt awful again. I had almost forgotten about how I was dressed. Well, no,
that's not true. I was still excited by it, I was, but my embarrassment and
shame was almost gone or at least under control, and then, that woman's look
brought it all back, and I felt sorry for myself again, and dirty, and I wished
I was dressed normally, and I wanted to go and hide somewhere.
Miss Patricia didn't see that at all, and she just carried on, then she
Announced that it was time to get on with the show, and she led us all back into
the ballroom. She told me to get a tray of champagne, and to always have a tray
at her side while she introduced her agents, and she called one of the
waitresses over and told her to bring full trays to me when mine was almost
empty while the guests were being welcomed.
Julie had led the Models out and they were at the end of the line, in a row
facing the doors and looking to wonderful, and I felt so inadequate, then the
doors opened and women flooded in, some were with men, but most were in little
groups or alone, and each shook Miss Patricia's hand and she greeted them and
offered champagne from my tray. It went on for ages, with people being
introduced, and some Miss Patricia obviously knew, and to one woman whom she
exchanged hugs with she offered champagne and me later, she said "take some
champagne for now darling and I'm sure you can have this one later".
When the reception was over, Miss Patricia went on stage, and I stopped at the
foot of the steps, then the models came over the steps and they went past me and
onto the stage two one side of Miss Patricia and one the other, and Miss
Patricia looked at me crossly and pointed to her side and I went onto the stage
next to her. She welcomed everyone, and told them to enjoy the evening, that
there was an open buffet and bar, and she talked about the new range, and how
some of it was on show here, courtesy of her and presentation packs of the new
range, and that there would be a film of the entire range presented in an hour,
then some music and the evening was theirs to enjoy. Anyway, it all went well,
and she was looking absolutely radiant. I felt proud to be standing next to
her, even dressed like I was.
The rest of the evening was me following Miss Patricia, and her occasionally
introducing me to the agents, and sometimes she would offer my services at their
'soirees' to demonstrate the new range, and when she did she emphasized that I
was very submissive and willing to please. To one group of three she told them
I was unquestionably obedient and she had me sit on the floor just to show them
that I was obedient. It made me feel so very small when she did that, and the
women just looked at me, sitting on the floor between them, and a couple laughed
at me. During the course of the evening, she asked three separate groups for
them to choose something else from the range for me to change into, and when
they had chosen Miss Patricia told me to go and change. I found the things in
the bag. I hid behind a stand on the stage to change. I had a baby doll
nightie and thong for a while. At one point Miss Patricia was telling some of
the women around us how light the fabric was, and she just turned to me and told
me to take the nightie off, right there in the hall, for them to feel how light
it was, and she kept it after they had handled it, and she left me in just the
thong while they talked and some of them looked at me, then Miss Patricia asked
a really pretty woman in the group to choose, and she chose a leather basque and
'g' string from
Miss Patricia's catalogue and I wore that for quite a lot of the evening, and
when the music had started and there were people leaving a lady had me try on a
side less bathing costume - which was just like two lengths of fabric about an
inch wide, they were joined for about an inch over my cunt, and then one loop
went over my left nipple and shoulder and the other over my right and each down
to sit initially between the cheeks of my bottom, but later in the evening, Miss
Patricia showed a couple of women how it could be worn going under the crotch
and each side of my bottom. She told them, the women looking at me, that I was
a lesbian submissive and that I could be borrowed from my owners (she actually
used that word, owners) for any home shows. Later, when I had had to adjust the
straps to cover my nipples for the 5th or 6th time, (they kept slipping off my
breasts) Miss Patricia slapped my hand as I went to move them over my nipples
and told me to stop fiddling with it, and told me to leave the straps alone,
that everyone had seen my charms so I had no secrets from them all, and so I
spent the rest of the evening until it folded up, with the straps around my
breasts, and just my cunt covered, except as we went to a new group Miss
Patricia adjusted the straps on and off my nipples, to show them how it might be
worn, and also how the straps could go between the bottom cheeks or around the
bottom. They, the women when Miss Patricia had shown how the straps could go
around my bottom, were the third group of women to notice my tattoo too, before
them I had seen some pair of women trying to make out what it said, I don't know
if they had, but this time, Miss Patricia bought attention to it and told them
that she understood they were the names of my Mistresses, then she made me turn
around to show them the back of the outfit, and she told them that I was a
lesbian, and I was just so very pleased that I was facing away from them at that
moment or I think I might have died. She talked so matter of factly about me
having Mistresses while they all looked at my bottom. She was just being cruel,
both then and later, and she was just wanting to see me humiliated, I'm sure.
She wasn't getting any extra sales from it, I could understand that, if Id been
there helping her to get sales, but this was just aimed at humiliating me in
front of her agents. And I felt horrid.
Anyway, that's how the evening went, until people started to leave. I just
stayed at her side as she went from group to group charming them all. We went
out into the office while the film played, and she talked to Julie, they were
sitting and I was standing at Miss Patricia's side, and she ran her hands over
my back and bottom as they chatted. Then we went back in and circulated for the
last part.
At the end of the evening, when they were only about 6 of us left, including
Miss Patricia and Julie, and four of her agents (the ones she seemed closest
to), she sat on the edge of the stage and told me to get the bag, and she
giggled and whispered, well almost whispered to them (as I went to the back of
the stage to get the bag). When I got back she told me to take the outfit off,
and put it back into the bag, so I did, I took the costume off and I waited,
standing naked in the hall in front of them, thinking, hoping and believing that
she would tell me what else I might wear in its place, but she didn't. She just
told me to go to the model's changing room and get their outfits, so after a
seconds hesitation I did it, and went naked, I went to the opposite corner of
the hall and got their outfits (they had already gone) and returned with them,
and put them into the bag too. When I got back, Miss Patricia told me to get
them all a drink, and I tried to look pleadingly at her to stop this, but I
didn't feel that I could say anything, so I went to the barmaid, she was so
young and asked for 5 champagnes, and she said she would bring them over,
looking me up and down, but she wasn't disgusted, at least I don't think she
was, I hope she wasn't. She just looked at me, up and down, over this body as
she well might. I don't guess she has many nude customers to this sort of do,
(I'm trying to make light of it but at the time I was so unhappy about it) and
it was just because Miss Patricia was being cruel to me. I felt just so, so, I
don't know, but most of the girls clearing the buffet were really young and Miss
Patricia had me walk past them naked, and I'm sure they didn't appreciate it, it
was just to please her and humiliate me.
When I got back, Miss Patricia said I should go and find Natalie and my dress,
so I went to the corridor, checked it was empty, and them went to the office
Miss Patricia had used, and no-one was there, and I didn't have a clue what to
do. I looked all around the office, but it wasn't there.
I wanted to go back to Miss Patricia because at least there I belonged to her,
in a way, standing in that office I felt alone and dirty, but I didn't want to
go back without the dress, it was hers after all. Then, I thought to use the
phone, and I called and was eventually put through to
Natalie, and she said she would bring it to me. She arrived in just a minute,
and didn't bat an eyelid that I was naked. She did look at me as she handed me
the dress, and I thanked her, and she held my dress for me while I put it on,
and watched me button it up, then she said Good Night, and I thanked her and she
was gone, and I went back to Miss Patricia.
When I got back to her and her friends she looked at me then at her friends, and
she asked them if they remembered her telling me to actually put the dress on.
She didn't look at me, just at them, and eventually one of them said "I think
you said that she should just go and get it" and Miss Patricia said "Exactly"
and looked at me so sternly, and I undid the buttons and took the dress off and
just held it in front of me.
I have to go, Goddess has just come back in and She told me to tell You that She
wishes You well Mistress, and to say bye bye for now because she needs to pee
and wants to play.
My Goddess has just allowed me to drink her wonderful urine while She sat and
read all that I wrote to you Mistress. She wished to meet Miss Patricia, as She
likes her sense of fun.
Bye Mistress, I will write again when I can - Goddess has just told me that she
will make sure that I do write to You Mistress. She has just read what I have
written and ask you if you are pleased with this slut?
She says that she will check Mistress Hannah's email in case You write to them.
She says that She will write to You soon.
slave xxxxx
Ladies!
Finally had time to write you as a group.
Just received a nice long letter from it. It would appear that you keep her days
so filled that she
rarely has time to herself. That is good because of that idle hands thing.
I just had to write to offer all of you my heartiest congratulations about how
well you all have been doing with the training, humiliation, and brainwashing of
it. She is truly changed for life now, as are you all.
Now, if ever anyone asks what I have accomplished in life, I can proudly show
them several megabytes of letters showing where everyone was and how far
everyone has come in only six months. I told it that it was my crowning
achievement but, truth be told, that goes for you all.
My only fervent wish now is maybe to see Josephine and Hannah walk down the
aisle together................. Of course the ring exchange would have to be
through the nipples of it, don't you think?
Another thing that would be nice to do would be to have Stephanie Xxxxxxxxxxxx
just totally disappear off of everything. Total name change and new identity.
Since the formation of the EU, it actually can be done because passports are no
longer necessary. Legally I would imagine that it might involve having her
declared legally incompetent and to have permanent control and custody legally
handed over to both of you. You might want to investigate having this done.
All I have ever wanted was your happiness. It is a dream come true for us all, I
think.
Mistress Sasha
Mistress Sasha
Hello there. Incidentally - this is Mistress Josephine. I am at Donna's flat
looking at how well the slave decorated her flat. Well it looks as though the
thing has earned some brownie points for this, but they are all lost, as it
never told me that it was still writing to you. Donna has just told me it wrote
to you from here
Its not that I mind it writing. And especially not to you. You should know what
is going on with it. And the more woman who know about its slutty disposition
the better as far as I am concerned. What worries me is that it still does not
understand the simple principle that EVERYTHING of its existence is mine to
know. And now the little slut has upset me with it's failing to tell me.
I will punish it, and tell it to write the details, every one; to you that
perhaps the little slut will learn. It has to learn. I will punish it with Kate
- do you know about Kate???? I don't even know what you already know??? THE
FUCKING SLUT. I will whip its cunt then put it out in the yard tonight, with the
rats. It's a pet threat I have held back on for a while but now is the time to
use it. It will be a blubbering wreck by the morning. Then maybe it will learn.
I don't know what to say to you, what you do and don't know?
And it's all that little sluts fault.
It doesn't know about this. So it can't have told you, and it shows that great
minds think alike - you and I. We are going to change its name, legally, by deed
poll. So far I have a favorite (Allison thought of it) - first name "Lesbi" and
surname "Toy". I've checked and we can use it. You can't use words like slut and
cunt (which is a shame lol), but having her passport and every official document
say this is Lesbie Toy would be wonderful eh? And stephie Xxxxxx would just
disappear. Poof and she is gone. Gone. Welcome Lesbie. It would be nice to
also have it declared as legally incapable too. I might look into that.
Other things it doesn't know about/?? The hooks. A friend of "Goddess" here
(lol) is going to come around this week to put in three hooks in the each of the
ceilings in the kitchen, lounge, and the main bedroom. Incidentally, this
Goddess here is in love with the slut. Did you know that????? Its true, but in
answer to your query, she still has boyfriends too.
Oh a good one it doesn't know about, and one that I am even more keen than ever
to go ahead with now - Allison has a wish that we get its clitoral hood removed
surgically. It has a large and fatty hood over its clitoris and my darling
Allison finds it just gets in the way (she still loves drinking slave's cum
juices - you knew about that didn't you?) and she said that some African tribes
regularly circumcise their women. Do you have any knowledge of it? Will it
affect its ability to get aroused at all? Enhance it hopefully. I should have
thought of you before. You might know.
I am going to tell the slut to save sent mails from now on. I wont demand that I
see what you tell it in your mails, I trust in you enough not to wish to pry in
your correspondence. Oh, and I trust equally that you will not revel our plans
for it.
With affection and respect
Mistress Josephine
Donna,
Greetings and Salutations!
Just a quick note to tell you how much it enjoys serving you and your body,
dear. You have come almost as far as she has.
I have been dying to ask if the tender ministrations of the slave have caused
you to rethink relationships. Wondering if you still have a boyfriend or if
maybe you have switched over.
Your treatment of it has been excellent!
Mistress Sasha
Ok, this is Donna, and I do love it being here for me. I confess. Josephine
pushed and pushed me and I love it sucking my nips and making me cum with its
wonderful tongue and it just being there and being so good and doing whatever I
say to do and she worships me when she here. There, I told you both. I love it
so much, maybe more than my man, and Josephine is here with me and I asked her
why she avoided the question of her and Hannah marrying and she says she doesn't
want to marry anyone again. She just wants to have the slave there for her, and
she said always. Ahhhh
Josephine asked me what punishment I though she should have and I told her to
have it swallow my shit out of my ass and she told me she'd tell it to the next
time I see it. Josephine doesn't think its nice but says it will be degrading
for it and so she thinks its a great idea.
Kisses to u
Donna and Josephine
Thursday, May 8
Mistress Sasha
First I have to beg Your forgiveness Mistress for not having told You that this
slut failed to inform her other Mistresses that it had written to You. Mistress
Josephine very kindly punished this body for You last night and She told me that
as this slut enjoys writing so much that I must detail my punishment to You, She
emphasized complete detail and all of the emotions that I felt, and I must tell
You how much pain and fear I felt.
Mistress, when Mistress Allison and I returned last night it was about
10:30. Mistress Josephine called me into the lounge and before her as soon as
Mistress Allison had taken my dress off me, and I went to Her and I kneeled
before her and she asked me if there was anything I had to tell her, and I
started to tell her about Ronnie and how she had fondled me while we were out,
but Mistress slapped me across the face and told me not that, and I couldn't
think of anything else, then she told me to tell her what
I had done after painting at Goddess's flat, and I told her I had written to
you, and she slapped my face again and told me I was an ungrateful slut and she
told me that I have to learn that everything about my miserable existence is Her
business and She has to know about everything which might affect this slut, and
she was shouting at me and I felt so horrid and I started to cry and I raised my
hand, I wanted to tell Her that I didn't' mean to be ungrateful, but she slapped
my hand down and told Mistress Allison to get the cuffs and Mistress Josephine
just stared at me and kept telling me that I was ungrateful, and a slut, and
dishonest.
But Mistress Sasha please believes me - I never, never, ever meant to be any of
those things. I just didn't think to tell them, it isn't that I held it back,
but Mistress did not want to hear my pathetic excuses. Please know that this
slut was not being disloyal, never at all, it was just forgetful or something,
but never disloyal nor disobedient. I swear. Please Mistress Sasha, should
you ever have a wish to talk with
Mistress Josephine at all about this slut, please may I beg you to assure Her
that it was never meaning to be bad.
Mistress Allison fastened the cuffs behind my back, and tied the loop fro them
high on my back to the collar, then Mistress Josephine took the cord off Her and
pulled hard through the loop on my collar until my shoulders and elbows really
hurt and felt as though my arms might pull out of their sockets. She must have
tied off the loop. She pulled me by my hair on my hands and knees and asked
Mistress Hannah to get the paddle, and when she had it she asked Mistress
Josephine if She could do it, and she must have nodded and I felt the sting on
the paddle on my bottom, over and over, and Mistress Josephine kneeled in front
of me and held my face in her hand and asked me when I would learn, and she
asked me if I was completely stupid and other things like that, but with the
pain of the paddling I have forgotten some of the exact words Mistress, forgive
me, but I knew what she meant, and I will stop being stupid, and I will never be
disloyal or hide anything from my Mistresses.
I was crying so, and so ashamed at myself that I was crying aloud, and
Mistress Josephine warned me to keep quiet. I tried, but I must have whimpered
like a pathetic thing I am, and she asked the others if either of them needed to
go to the toilet. Mistress Allison said she did, and Mistress
Josephine told her to take me, piss into me, but to save some to soak her
panties with and put them into my mouth as a gag. Mistress Allison said she
needed to poo, and Mistress Josephine said better, and she undid my cuffs and
told me to catch her poo in Mistress's panties, squeeze, then drop the solids in
the toilet and dip the panties in the toilet water and put them into my mouth.
Mistress Allison took me, and Mistress Hannah came with us. Mistress Allison
gave me her panties as she took them off, and I drank her pee, and thanked her,
then she turned, and she pooped into her panties in my hands, and Mistress
Hannah told me to squeeze, then most of the solids fell off into the toilet and
before she told me I had dipped the panties in the toilet water and put them
into my mouth, Mistress Allison turned around again and pulled me to her and she
peed some more over my face and on the panties in my mouth. I felt some pee
running down this body too, and Mistress Allison told me to wash my hands, then
to clean her bottom with my fingers, and then wash again, and then to clean her
with a wipe. Then Mistress Allison took me back into the lounge and delivered
me to Mistress Josephine.
She called me a disgusting slut, and pushed me to my knees, and she told me I
was not human, and didn't I know that humans didn't eat shit or drink piss. She
asked me if I wanted to ask not to be punished, and I shook my head. I know I
do not have the right to ask for that of my
Mistresses. She asked me if I wanted to be punished, and I nodded yes, and she
slapped my face and told me I was a good girl and that she might let me keep
some skin on my thighs.
Mistress Josephine told me how disappointed she was in me, and she kept telling
me softly that I had let them all down, being secretive, and I was crying so
much, and my heart wanted to shout to her that I was sorry, I was so very sorry.
I am still sorry to her and Mistress Hannah and Mistress Allison and to you. I
am sorry. Mistress, I have just written that and thought back and I am sitting
at Miss Beatrice's desk typing this and I am crying. I am still sorry; I never
intended to hurt them or you. Please know that.
Mistress Josephine sat down, and just looked at me, and she slipped her slipper
off her feet, and I fell forward and kissed her feet as best I could with my
mouth full. She lifted me by my hair and asked me calmly if I should be
punished to be cleansed of my disloyalty, and I nodded as best I could with her
holding my hair and she told me they would punish me then I would sleep outside
with the rats for the night to have time to consider my disloyalty. She picked
up the cuffs and tied my hands high on my back, like before, but she put her
foot on my back as she pulled the cord to make sure it was tight and they really
hurt being held so high, but I knew it was for my own good Mistress.
She pushed me towards Mistress Allison, and She pulled me down to the floor and
I kissed her feet and she told me to get the strap, and I went into the room and
got the strap for her in my teeth and got to my knees before her, and she lifted
me and pushed me to the table and pushed me back over the table, and she whipped
the strap across my breasts. Mistress Josephine stopped her and I mouthed thank
you as best I could but I don't think they could tell what I said, but I hope
they could tell. Mistress Josephine told Mistress Hannah to get the strap on.
She returned with it and Mistress Josephine told her to put it on and when she
was ready Mistress Josephine told Mistress Hannah to fuck it into this slut when
she said, and then she told Mistress Allison to continue, and when she had hit
me a couple more times Mistress Hannah pushed the dildo hard against this slut's
hole and she tried again and again until it went all the way into this slut and
I tried to scream and they were still slapping my breasts with the strap, first
from one side then the other, and my beasts and nipples really stung, and the
shocks, even though I could see her as she swung it over me I still felt such a
shock as it hit because I was also so aware that the dildo felt like it was
splitting me apart. My nipples were so hard from it and they felt as though
they might snap. I don't know how many she did to me, it must have been twenty
I think, but I really don't know, and she stopped and left me there, Mistress
Hannah stopped and took the thing out of me. Mistress Josephine pulled me
sideways off the table and I knelt before her. Normally after a beating I thank
them but I couldn't with her panties in my mouth. I just looked up to her and
she smiled at me. Mistress Hannah went out and came back with the nipple clips
and the weights. She stood me, clipped the clamps onto my nipples then bent me
forward, and hooked the weights to the clips, and after the slapping they had
rightly received from Mistress Allison they were so tender, but she added
weights, and added, until there were no more left, and she and they all talked
of how deformed my breasts look like that, they got drinks and sat and just
watched me. I was crying Mistress, and I know my nose ran as I cried into the
panties. I know that is a stupid thing, about my nose, but I wanted you to know
that I am being as complete as I can be Mistress. It felt, as though my nipples
were going to be torn off, it was agony. Mistresses have done this once before.
My nipples are so sensitive for so long afterwards, this morning they hurt just
from my shirt being on them, and I cannot bear them to be touched.
I was left bent over with the weights on my nipples for such a long time, my
nipples hurt, my back hurt, and Mistress Josephine kept repeating to me that
perhaps now I will learn, perhaps now I will be more honest.
Eventually, and I was sobbing and so desperately in pain, Mistress Josephine
told me I could have my nipples released if I wished my cunt to be whipped, and
I nodded and nodded, and Mistress Hannah removed the clips and I fell to my
knees and doubled up with the sharpness of the pain on my nipples, like they had
been cut off. I was so pathetic Mistress, I know I was and I so wanted it all
to end and for one of them to take me to pleasure them, but, oh, just anything.
My arms were so tight high on my back and I couldn't hold my nipples, though I
know now that I can never touch them after that, but I wanted to put my hands
over them to protect them.
I was sobbing hopelessly Mistress like some pathetic thing. I know now that it
was for my own good though and I thank my Mistresses for showing me how I had
upset them, and I hope so completely that they know how I suffered, quite
rightly and justly.
Mistress Josephine lifted me up to my knees and showed the others my breasts and
how my nipples were elongated and flattened, and she flicked them with her
finger and I winced from the agony of the contact and pulled back from her, and
she looked at me so sternly, she left her hand where it was, and I moved forward
so that my nipple was at her fingertips again, and she did it again and I winced
with the pain of it but I didn't move away and she pulled and twisted my nipples
in her lovely fingers while I cried. She stopped, and told me it was late, so we
should get on, and she told me to go and get Kate. Kate is the name she has
given to a short leather covered whip. It's about 18 inches long and quite a
thick handle but tapering to a very fine frayed end the whip end is quite
flexible.
Mistress Josephine named it Kate after my erstwhile best friend, because she did
not answer my e-mail and she is a cock-sucking bitch and when I think of my
punishments and pain I should think of that bitch.
I went and got Kate, turned away from Mistress Josephine and handed it to her,
and she told me to lie down on my back. I did, and she stood astride me, and
asked me if I deserved to be really hurt? And I nodded, she told me to open my
legs and lift my bottom off the floor, and she kindly whipped the Kate down just
to one side of my labia so hard it was like I had been burned with a hot poker,
just agonizing pain, but I know
Mistress Josephine does not allow me to be weak so I kept pushing my feet hard
into the floor to prevent me from closing my legs, and she whipped again, three
times, she counted, twice on each side of my labia, then she said are you ready
slut? And when I nodded she whipped down right on my cunt, on my clitoris, the
whole of my cunt was burning with the pain of it. I screamed through the
panties in my mouth, screamed and screamed with next to no sound.
She has used Kate on my cunt before, and she is able to kindly get the end of
the whip to run all the way along my labia and over my clitoris.
I was in agony Mistress. My whole body felt every bit of the pain.
Mistress Josephine told me to get rid of the gag, so I turned over and walked as
best I could, gently to the bathroom and spat out and dropped the gag onto the
floor by the laundry basket then I returned to Mistress Josephine and knelt
before her and I thanked her, and she stroked my hair. She told me that the
three of them were going to bed, and make love with each other, while I was to
go out into the yard and stay there all night. She warned me to stay near the
wall so that none of our neighbors would see; they would not want to see my
slutty body. I thanked her and she took me by a nipple and pulled me into the
kitchen and pushed me out of the door, and left me there. I saw the lights go
off, and it was pitch black, and cold, and I was naked and my hands were tied
behind my back, and we have heard sounds out in the yard before and my
Mistresses are certain they were rats, and I couldn't see anything at all at
first, just pitch blackness, but as my eyes accustomed I could see just a
little. It was overcast and quite cold, but I sat with my legs open on my
haunches with my legs far apart leaning against the wall under the window
crying, and the coolness of the breeze was even something of a relief on my cunt
and between my legs, but I was so scared that there might be rats. I wanted to
find something to sit on, but I knew there was nothing there. The lights came
on again, and Mistress Josephine came out and told me to lay down and she peed
over me, and she told me to stay there, and there were stones pushing into my
bottom and my arms while I lay waiting, and Mistress Hannah stood over me and
peed on me as well, over my face and hair, then she told me to get up and stay
by the wall, and she told me I must be good, and I thanked her and promised her
that I would be, and I promise d and promised her, and I told her over and over
how sorry I was and she closed the door, and it went dark again.
I felt so sad Mistress. My body hurting, and emotionally I felt so low that I
had distressed them. I sat there for hours just thinking about how I should
have told them, and wondering why I was such a stupid slut as to not have said,
and I knew they would not have minded, but like some stupid dirty thing I did
not tell them. I swore, over and over to myself that I would put things right,
and I would never ever again keep anything from them. And I will never again
disappoint them, in any way,
I was so cold later, I wanted to hug my arms around me but my wrists were cuffed
behind me. My nipples still looked odd, at least in that half-light, and my
cunt developed that bruised feeling as I shuffled on my haunches.
I must have fallen asleep at some point, because I woke, lying down against the
wall with my legs apart, and when I went to close them they hurt. I managed to
get up, and I sat again, it was half light, and an hour or so later Mistress
Allison came and got me and released my hands and told me to go and shower and
get breakfast. My arms hurt so much but I managed to get my arm lifted a little
but she did not want me to speak and just to me to go and shower because I
smelled awfully. I showered and washed my hair and my teeth, then went down and
prepared their breakfasts, and while they ate I kneeled at the table (I normally
do that) but through the whole meal I had my hand in the air, so long that it
ached, but I kept it there until Miss Hannah looked at me and said "What" and I
explained, or tried to explain to them how sorry I was and I begged their
forgiveness and I tried to tell them how it was that I was stupid and not that I
ever meant to be disloyal". Mistress Allison told me to come, and she kissed me
and told me to be careful, then Mistress Josephine called me to her and she
pulled my nipples and told me that she had considered selling me but my
willingness to accept my punishment had changed her mind, (my heart stopped for
a moment, I swear it did Mistress, when I heard she might sell me, I felt my
whole body go cold and I was so scared) and I raised my hand and begged her to
allow me to thank her and I begged her to please never sell me and I started to
cry again, and I told her I would rather die than lose them and I started to
tell her over and over how sorry I was and begged her to forgive me and she
stopped me and kissed me, with a passion and with her tongue and she told me to
always be good and I will not be sold and she pushed me to
Miss Hannah, and she hugged me and kissed me and I told her I was sorry but
Mistress Josephine slapped my bottom and told me that I hadn't been given
permission to speak and I knelt down and hung my head. I was actually afraid
they might punish me again, and I was still hurting, on my nipples and my arms
and my cunt, but Mistress Josephine told me to clear away and that I could have
the leftovers. I emptied their bowls into my bowl, put it on the floor and got
to my knees and ate it, I was so hungry, and mostly from relief I think. I was
so shocked when Mistress Josephine had said she might sell me, and so relieved
that she said she would not. And I will make sure that I do not ever upset them
again, never, if it at all in my power.
Mistress Allison dressed me at the door, and Mistress Josephine brought me to
work Mistress, and she kissed me as she let me out and she told me not to worry.
That They will do all of my worrying for me. Then she said, "Be abused" (which
is what she usually says to me when she drops me off at work, so I felt that I
was at least a little forgiven).
I hope I have told you everything Mistress. I have not left anything our
intentionally, I promise. Anything I have forgotten was out of the stupidity of
this slut and I beg forgiveness please Mistress.
I have to get home now Mistress. I will write again when My Mistresses allow.
from a worthless slut slave
Please forgive me, please
Well, slave, it looks like you did have to pay for your indiscretions. And you
paid dearly for them.
Now maybe I will hear from you more often. But you seem to thrive on and enjoy
your pain so much it is hard to be sure whether or not you will learn.
Keep writing me and continue being honest. I made your bed for you and now you
will sleep in it. Were it only a bed. Lol!
Mistress Sasha
Ladies,
I have been thinking. You mentioned wishing to mutilate it by having it's
clitoral hood removed. I thought of something better. What if you had its
breasts reduced down to those of a young pre-teen girl? Totally flatchested? I
mean, it is almost there already. Just finish the Job. I can think of other
ways to ruin it if you really wish to. But some of them make it hard to take it
out into regular public.
And would you please whore it out more frequently so that it can earn the money
for a computer so that I can contact you all at home? A web cam would also
help. I have an outlet where you can punish or torture it on cam and make money
while doing it.
Think about it. It might be worth your while.
Sasha
Friday, May 9
Mistress Sasha
I am pleased that you considered me suitably punished. Please believe this slut
when it says that it is sorry and that it never meant anything by what it did.
It is just a stupid slut, which is not responsible for its actions. I also wish
to tell you that while I may have said that
I did enjoy the early spankings of Mme Benoit, the pain which my
Mistresses inflict is much more severe and is not enjoyable except in the
pleasure it gives them in cleansing me.
Miss Beatrice has just left and I am waiting for Miss Patricia to collect me.
She is to introduce me more personally to one of her agents today. She wishes me
to model for her at a home show.
Miss Beatrice called me in this morning and Miss Trisha was in with her. She
told me to get coffees for us all, and when I had got them she told me to close
the door and she asked Miss Trisha if there was anything she wanted to say to
me, I turned to Miss Trisha and she looked at me and told me to take my clothes
off. Miss Beatrice likes to watch Miss Trisha play with this body sometimes
Mistress. I don't know if I have told you that before and I am sorry if I had
not. I undid my blouse and took off my skirt and shoes and Miss Beatrice
invited Miss Trisha to take me to the sofa and sit together, and Miss Beatrice
said how she thought it was so lovely to see the innocence of youth and how
lovely it was to see this innocence as Miss Trisha had me naked to play with.
She kept saying about me being naked for Miss Trisha and me being nude for her
until Miss Trisha put her hand across my thighs and stroked me, then Miss
Beatrice told me to put one of my legs over Miss Trisha's and Miss Trisha put
her hand on my thigh and started to stroke me. Mistress. I have a confession,
which I know I must tell you. I love these times with Miss Beatrice and Miss
Trisha, they excite me, and sometimes I become even more sluttish and move my
body so that Miss Trisha brushes against my cunt, as he strokes me. I didn't
today, as Miss Trisha ran her hand all the way from my knee to my upper thigh
while Miss Beatrice watched. Miss Trisha stopped after a while, and Miss
Beatrice told me to get the coffees (I had left them on the edge Miss Beatrice
's desk) and I handed one to Miss Beatrice and took the other to Miss Trisha,
and she sipped it while I stood in front of her waiting. She put it down on the
coffee table, then Miss Beatrice got up from her desk and manhandled me so that
I was laying with the small of my back across Miss Trisha's
legs, facing up, and she pulled one of my legs off the sofa and I knew my cunt
lips were exposed. Miss Beatrice stood back a little and asked Miss
Trisha if she minded her arranging me, and she told her she didn't. Miss
Beatrice ran a hand down me cheek, and along my shoulders and over my breasts
and down my tummy and over my mons and she said that she could understand why
Trisha liked to stroke this body, then Miss Beatrice sat down again at her desk,
and Miss Trisha put one hand on my tummy and one on my breast and started to
stroke me, and I very quickly got excited. Miss Trisha just sat and looked at
my body as she stroked me and Miss Beatrice sat at her desk watching. Every now
and then Miss Trisha got her cup and drank her coffee, and her hand ran over my
thighs and over my mons a few times and I confess I wished her to touch my
clitoris or put her hand inside of me, I know I was moving this body under her
hands.
Miss Beatrice took a call, on the phone, and Miss Trisha stopped, and when Miss
Beatrice was done, she reminded Miss Trisha that she was sure that if there was
anything she wanted me to do to her then I would do it, and she looked at me and
said "wouldn't you angel?" and I looked at Miss Trisha and said "Yes Miss,
anything", and Miss Trisha said she knows, and Miss Beatrice said that she would
love to watch if she might but that Miss Trisha could have the privacy of her
office anytime if she wanted to play with me, as a thank you for allowing her
the innocent pleasure of seeing her like this, and she went to her with an
envelope and gave it to Miss Trisha and said this is also to let you know how
much I like to watch. Miss Trisha thanked her and Miss Beatrice told her to
dress me and that we all need to get on with some work.
When Miss Trisha had gone, Miss Beatrice turned to me and told me to delight
her, and she whispered about how lovely it is to have me naked and see the young
fingers all over my body, and she kept talking dirty about my body and Trisha
and what she wanted to see Miss Trisha do to me and for me to do to her while
she came in my mouth.
When she was done, she kissed me, (she always kisses her cum off my lips
afterwards Mistress) and told me to wait here for Miss Patricia. She was
bringing an agent and we three (Miss Patricia, the agent and this slut) are
going to lunch. Miss Patricia is bringing something more appropriate for me to
wear apparently.
Mistress. One time I wrote to you I was being pathetic about some of the Ladies
here who were abusing this body. I never told you Mistress, but My Mistresses
told me that I have to accept their attentions, and that abuse of this body is
an essential reason they have me, and so now, when they tease me I try to be
stronger, but I still don't really like it. This morning, one of them took me
into the toilet and had me watch while she peed. I was on my knees between her
legs watching her pee, and she was just laughing at me, and though I love my
Mistresses pee that is something special from Them, and not just pee. This was
just her wishing to humiliate me but she does not know what I do so it is not
quite as embarrassing as she might think, and the biggest embarrassment would
have been the fear of being caught like that, but she had her friend outside as
she did not want to be caught.
Last night I was allowed to sleep indoors Mistress. I had to wear the anal
vibrator all evening and night, and Miss Josephine told me that the next time I
see Miss Donna I have to take her aside and beg her to be allowed to eat her
shit from her bottom hole. She said it is an act of atonement for having failed
to please her after I painted her room. I have to ensure that I always please
her completely or I will be made to eat her shit again, and I raised my hand and
I promised that I will always try to please Her, at all times she wishes. She
asked me if I wanted to eat her shit, and I said I did if She (Mistress
Josephine wished it) but she said she wanted to know if I wanted to, and I hung
my head, fearful of saying an opinion, She reassured me that I may speak
honestly, and I said that I was really really sorry but I really did not want to
eat shit, not at all, and she smiled at me and told me it was good, and it will
always be there as a punishment.
I am expecting Miss Patricia soon so I will finish now Mistress.
thank you
slut slave
Mistress
I have just returned from a long lunch with Miss Patricia and Miss
Thompson (that's not her real name, she told me not to use her real name when I
tell my Mistresses about this), and I have had the most glorious time Mistress.
I am feeling a little guilty because it was just straight sex Mistress and
Mistress Josephine may not be pleased with me when she hears but I have to
confess that I was very happy at pleasing Miss Thompson, and I must have pleased
her as she says she wants to see me again.
Miss Patricia came for me and took me away with her in her car, an on the way
she told me to change into an outfit in a plastic bag while she stopped in a
lay-by. It is a Lurex tube, which is very, very tight and just covers between
my bottom and my breasts, but as I have moved at all it rides up and down, sort
of collecting in the middle Mistress. She also had the high-heeled shoes again
for me to wear. When I was dressed she took me to a hotel in the country not
far from Xxxxxxxx and told me to ask her agent if I may call her Miss Thompson,
and she said if all went well and I was a good girl then she might leave me with
Miss Thompson for us to get acquainted better. Miss Thompson wants to use me
for a private show of Miss Patricia's clothes.
We went into the lobby and Miss Patricia greeted a woman I recognized from last
Friday. They kissed cheeks and Miss Patricia introduced me as angel and her to
me as Miss Thompson, we went through to a tiny dining room.
Miss Patricia told me to sit next to Miss Thompson while she was opposite us.
They ordered drinks and Miss Patricia ordered water for me and she told Miss
Thompson (her actual name was Angela) that I had come to confirm directly to
Miss Thompson that I wanted to come to her house and demonstrate the lingerie,
and Miss Patricia looked directly at me and asked "Don't you dear??" I said
"Yes Please Miss Thompson. May I call you Miss Thompson Miss?" and Miss Thompson
looked at me and said "Yes of course dear", and Miss Patricia said "You see I
told you she was a good little thing and she is willing to do anything to help
you at your party" and she told her "Some of my other agents had found other
uses for her, because she is such an oversexed little lesbian, and a bit of a
slut if truth be told, but that can only help sales sometimes" and she laughed
at me. Then she said that she only had to see the way I dressed, and Miss
Thompson turned towards me and looked me up and down and she said that she
thought I looked lovely, and Miss Patricia said she agreed. Miss Patricia
talked with her while they ate about pricing and availability and about the
outfits that they had ready for me to wear, and she kept telling her how one of
the key things about private show with a model was to get everyone comfortable
with the model so that they saw her as just a body and not a person, and to have
the ladies touch the fabrics because that way they would become more free in
their thoughts of purchasing. At one point she looked at me and asked me "You
like being touched don't you angel?" and I said "Yes Miss", and she said "You
see how compliant she is?" and Miss Thompson said yes, then she excused herself
and went to the toilet. Miss Patricia told me that she needed Miss Thompson to
buy in a little more and I was to stop pretending that I was anything but a
little slut, so I was to be much more effusive about how I wanted her to use me,
maybe ask her to touch me, or put her hand on my thigh under the table, and she
told me to stop being such a tight little bitch and I should accept that Miss
Thompson could fist fuck me at the table if she wanted to. She ordered more
drinks for Miss Thompson and told me that she would be leaving us together and
she gave me ?20 for taxi later.
Miss Thompson came back and sat, and she thanked her for the drink, and
I pushed my chair in a little and closer to her. They talked for a while about
when she could have the invites for the party, and Miss Patricia said "You are
as keen as this little thing" and Miss Thompson looked at me and said "Are you?"
and I said yes Miss Thompson and I took her hand in mine under the table and
squeezed it and she squeezed me back and I put her hand on the top of my thigh
and she looked down and I opened her hand over my leg and rested my hand on
hers. Miss Patricia smiled at me, then she said she would have to be going, but
she wanted us to stay as long as we wanted and Miss Thompson took her hand away
and Miss Patricia insisted that we stay and get to know one another, and she
told Miss Thompson that she had to be comfortable with me or the show would be a
disaster. She told her to always remember that I would do whatever she asked,
and looked at me and said, "Wont you my pet?" and I said "Yes Miss, anything".
And Miss Patricia and Miss Thompson kissed and I heard her whisper to Miss
Thompson "remember it's just a body you can do what you like with", and she
left.
Miss Thompson sat again and was silent, just sipping her drink, and I said "May
I speak Miss" and she looked at me and said "of course", and I told her that I
liked her hand on my thigh and I hope she didn't mind me having put it there
earlier, and she said "No, you can put it there anytime" and she sort of laughed
into her drink, so I took her hand and placed it on my thigh again and moved it
up and down my thigh until she was moving it on her own and she was stroking me
quiet high on my thigh near the hem of my dress. I said, "Miss" and she said
yes, and I told her she really could touch me anywhere, that I would be pleased
if she did. She told me she wasn't a lesbian, that she was married, and I told
her I was sorry that I was like I am, and I just said "I'm sorry" over and over
and she told me not to be sorry, and she turned to me, looked at the door and
put her other hand on my breast and squeezed it gently, and I said thank you
Miss. and she let go and picked up her drink and carried on stroking me on my
leg, but higher, to the edge of my hem, pushing it back, and I lifted myself and
pulled my dress up and around my bottom so that it rested around my waist with
my cunt bare for her, and I opened my legs. I so wanted her to touch my cunt
Mistress, and she had moved her hand away onto her own leg but I took it again
and put in between my legs and she brushed first over my mons, and up and down
between my legs, then she put her little finger between my lips as she rubbed
her hand on me. She told me she didn't want any sort of relationship, and asked
me if I realized that, and I told her I was owned by three beautiful Mistresses
who just wish me to offer my body to the pleasure of women, and promised there
were no ties or anything.
She rubbed her hand on me for some time, with me getting more and more excited,
until the waitress came and cleared the plates, and Miss asked for the bill, but
we were told Miss Patricia had paid, and Miss Thompson said we should go. I
pulled my dress down and we got up and went into the lobby, and I told her I had
to get a taxi, and Miss Thomson said she would love to give me a lift, and I
accepted, just to Xxxxxx, though I didn't really want to walk back very far to
the office dressed as I was.
We got to her car, and sat in, and she started it, and I took her hand again,
just in mine, and she turned to me and smiled and asked me if I had to hurry
back, and I said no, that I would love to spend more time with her, and she said
ok and she turned off the main road down a lane and I stroked her thigh and
pushed her skirt between her legs as she drove, until she stopped in a walkers
car park in some woods and she switched the engine off. She turned to me and
said that she had never done anything like this before, and I said I'm sorry and
she said "No don't be" and she put her hand on my breast and squeezed softly,
and I pulled the top of my dress down until my breasts were exposed and she
carried on squeezing and touching them, in silence. I dropped my seat back
down, and pulled the hem of my dress up, so that it was gathered over my tummy
and she looked at my legs and cunt carried on touching my breasts.
She asked me what she should do, and I told her she may do anything she wished
or if she would allow, I would make love to her breasts and kiss her pussy, and
lick her bottom and love her until she came, and she put her hand on my cunt and
sort of examined it with her fingers and I was so excited that just her fingers
separating my lips, running up and down just inside of me and when she was
pulling my hood back she made me cum, and I apologized to her and told her I was
sorry and she told me not to be silly, and she carried on touching me and I felt
the wetness of her fingers in me and over my mons and my clit and in a minute I
had cum again because she was gripping my clit between her fingers and between
her finger and thumb. And Mistress, she was smiling at me.
She told me to turn over, and I kneeled in the foot well of the car and leant
down on the seat and she stroked my bottom, and over my cheeks, over and over
and then between my cheeks and over my anus and she rested her fingers there. I
turned my head to look at her, and I smiled so broadly, and said Thank you Miss
and she pushed her finger at my anus and slid it under me and into my cunt and
back to my anus and her fingertip slipped inside my anus and she just held it
there for a long time stroking the cheeks of my bottom with her other hand. I
was in heaven Mistress. I lifted my left hand and ran it under her skirt up her
leg to her stocking tops and felt her warmth, and she parted her legs for me and
I brushed over her panties with my finger tips and she took her hand off my
bottom and took her finger out of me and lay back in her seat and I pulled her
panties aside and felt her wetness and slid my fingers along her slit, her
beautifully warm wet slit, until I found her clitoris, hard and proud on my
fingers under a bush of hair and I just touched it lightly with my fingertips
just touching beneath it and brushing my fingers over it and she bucked and
bucked in the seat and came for me, gasping and saying "Oh My" over and over,
and my face was nestled against her breasts, resting in them, her large breasts
giving to my face as I pushed into them, But then suddenly she pushed me away
and closed her legs and pulled my arm away from her and she just rested with her
eyes closed, and I wasn't sure if I had upset her, but when she opened her eyes
she smiled at me and pulled me to her again and hugged me.
She hugged me close to her and stroked my back and she just sat there with me
laying half over her. Then she let go of me and lifted my face to hers and
kissed me on the cheek and said she has to be going to pick up her girls from
school, and I said "Yes Miss. Thank you" and she said "No, Thank you", and I
told her she never has to thank me, that I was a slave and should never be
thanked. But she said she would thank me if she wanted to and I said "Yes Miss".
We straightened ourselves and she started driving back. She talked about
herself and that her husband was an amateur artist and was always looking for
models to pose if I was interested, and I told her I was a lesbian, and she
slapped my leg and said that is exactly why she might allow me naked in her
house. She laughed and said there is no way she wants some naked man hungry
bimbo in her house, she said I mustn't worry because she would be keeping a
close eye on me anyway and laughed and stroked my leg. Then she asked me about
who I lived with, and I told her Mistresses without naming Them), and she said
"Really?" and I said Yes Miss, and she said she thought I was joking, but I said
no, and that I am owned by them, and she went silent until she stopped in
Xxxxxxx.
She turned to me and asked me if I would tell anyone about what had happened,
including Miss Patricia, and I told her Miss Patricia will not know unless Miss
Thompson wished her to and she said NO, really firmly, and she asked what about
my Mistresses, and I said that I have to tell them everything, and she told me
to change her name when she told them, I promised I would and I said that my
Mistresses were not really interested in who had used me, more about what I had
been used for, and she told me to tell my Mistresses that they had a very good
slave and that she wanted to borrow me again. I promised her I would. She
reached in her glove box and took out a notepad and wrote her mobile number on
it and asked me to have my Mistresses call her sometime.
Miss Patricia had told me to call her later, so I just have and I told her what
happened and she was very pleased with me, that I had allowed her to finger fuck
me and especially that she had finger fucked my bottom.
She said that shocked her and that it was all good, and she said she was going
to call in to this office on her way home tonight to give my "face a bit of a
fucking" to reward me for being a good girl.
I have just re-read your mails recently. You said in one that it was nice to
have me being publicly humiliated. I Know I have told you in the past that I
enjoy being naked a little, and I confess that I do, but what happened on Friday
was horrid Mistress. To be naked and so exposed in front of so many people,
Mistress, that was very different, not at all as I thought it might be. And I
was sent completely naked to walk around in front of all of those young girls
and I am sure they were not gay or bi. It is different if they are Mistress.
Do you understand that at all Mistress?. There were times that I could have
died. I know my face was flushed and I was sweating, and sometimes in such a
panic. It was not at all fun Mistress.
The other thing you said, which puzzled me was your reference to my
Mistresses doing their due diligence. Mistress I expect nothing of my
Mistresses. I rejoice when They allow me to touch them, I am happy when
They are willing to correct me to improve me. I truly have no expectations of
them at all. I will plead with all my life, with everything I am that they do
not sell me to anyone else. I will ask them to let me die rather than lose
them. Mistress, I need them. I know they do not need me, nor do I expect them
to. I will serve them for the rest of my life; even if they find a new slave I
would beg them to be kept just as their toilet, or as their house servant, or
gardener or anything. I love each of them so.
I hope you understand Mistress.
I have to rush now Mistress to get the post out and the Ladies here have all
been making fun of my outfit, especially my shoes. The two younger ones keep
coming up behind me and either lifting the dress up off my bottom or pulling it
down off my tits when I was at the coffee machine and the photocopier. But it
is not upsetting me at all.
A slut slave
Wednesday, May 14
Mistress
Mistress Josephine has told me to tell you how absolutely depraved I am, with
something that happened to me. She laughed as I told her though, and it was not
my fault it was circumstances really. She says that I delight in showing my
slutty body to children and I have to explain to you what an absolute slut I am.
Mistress Hannah called Miss Thompson (one of Miss Patricia's agents), I was not
there then, but I was told when I came in from the kitchen that she would be
collecting me for a couple of hours of 'play'. She told me that as soon as her
husband returned then I was to leave immediately and that Miss Thompson knew
that and that she would bring me straight back.
Miss Thompson picked me up, as arranged I was on the road where she had dropped
me on Friday. Mistress Allison had me dressed in a cotton t-shirt which came to
only half way over my bottom but she allowed me to put on my raincoat while I
waited for Miss T, but I had to take it off before
I got into the car. When she drove up I did as I was told, and Miss T called me
a 'brazen Hussy'. It was a quiet road at the side of the Tesco but she still
told me to get in quickly, Miss Thompson stroked my leg and asked me if I was
ok, and I said "Yes Miss". She asked me why I didn't have any shoes on and I
told her that I had not been given any today. She quizzed me about how I was
controlled and I told her that my
Mistresses run all of my life. She pressed me for actual details and I told her
most things, but not everything. I was afraid they might think me or (more
importantly my Mistresses) strange. Their house was a quite nice detached
bungalow backing onto fields. She told me that I would have to put my raincoat
back on to go in the house because her daughters and a neighbor would be there.
Miss Thompson told me, before we got out of her car, that it is her intention to
have my little face licking her pussy sometime today and she asked what I
thought of that, and I said "Miss I would so love to serve you like that", and
she smiled at me and just said; "Good".
When we got in, a woman came to the door and greeted Miss and Miss asked her if
the girls had been ok, and she said she hadn't even seen them.
They were still out in the garden. Miss introduced her and said she was a
neighbor and was just sitting for her for a while, and she introduced me as
angel, a model for the lingerie party, and that we had to talk through some of
the details of the party. Her friend said she was looking forward to the party
then left and Miss Thompson took me through to the kitchen for drinks and while
there she kissed my cheek and undid my raincoat and fondled at my bottom cheeks
and between my cheeks and
I said Thank You Miss. Her daughters came in, I heard them and I pulled my coat
around me, and Miss Thompson introduced me as the girl who was going to help
mummy with one of her parties. A (I agreed with Miss
Thompson no names) was introduced as 9 and B as 7. Neither of them reacted at
all, and went away again. Miss Thompson took me through to a room at the side
of the house set out like a study with a bench set beside the door, and a corner
desk and chair.
She sat me down on the bench seat, closed the door, and she pulled the chair
facing me, and she told me to take off my coat. I was really scared because
from the waist down I was naked and I was afraid her daughters might come in,
but she was just sitting facing me and stroking my legs, and she parted them and
looked at my cunt. She told me that my
Mistress had told her I was supposed to be naked all the time I was with her,
and I wondered if that was an order to take my t-shirt off, and I did hesitate,
but then I took it off, and she said that I was very special. And she put my
hands on her breasts and I fondled them. She has wonderfully full breasts and
mine felt really small by comparison, but she continued to finger them and touch
my nipples, and I got so excited that I forgot about her children. I wanted to
please her, so I asked if I may speak, and I asked if I may kiss her pussy, and
she pulled her skirt up and showed me that she did not have any panties on,
I got to my knees before her and said "Thank you" and I put my face to her pubes
and licked her but she kept leaning forward and feeling my bottom so I could not
really please her Mistress, and after a while she lifted me by my shoulders and
stroked my face. She gave me my top to put on again and she asked me to stand
and she pulled at it to try to get it to cover my pubes but it just didn't reach
and she said she needed to get me something in case the girls came in, so she
left the room and closed the door, but within seconds A (the older daughter)
came in, looked at me and asked where her mummy was, and I covered my pubes with
my hands and told her I didn't know but them she came back and told her daughter
to come out and I heard her mommy telling her that she shouldn't go into daddy's
study, and A said that she saw me, and that I didn't have any skirt on, and her
mum told her I'd been trying things on for her ready for the party, and A said
that she'd seen that I didn't have any hair on my petal, and Miss T told her
some ladies shave their hair off like daddy shaves his face then the other
daughter came too and she looked in at me and just said hello to me, and her mum
and A came to the door and Miss T closed the door and I felt awful, that Id
gotten Miss T in trouble, and I put on my coat and listened, and I heard her
saying that I was modeling some things and didn't want nosy little girls around
while I did, and they said they want to watch but Miss T said I had finished now
and she just needed to talk with me now about the party, and they said they had
to come in now because it was raining, and Miss T told B it was time for her to
get ready for bed now anyway, and I heard moans, and then it went quiet.
After a while Miss T opened the door and apologized, and I begged her never to
feel the need to apologize to me, and I apologized and she told me not to be
silly, and she said A wanted to come in and watch and she laughed, so I did too,
somewhat nervously though, and she told me I couldn't sit about with my coat on,
and she went away and came back with a t-shirt and gave it to me and told me to
put that on, so I put it on over Mistress Allison's one. Miss T came back and A
was with her, and I felt so much better being more dressed, then A said "Do you
shave your petal then?" and I said "Yes", and she said "Why?" and I told her it
was more comfortable like that and she sat down on the bench and Miss T invited
me to have a coffee and she left us. A told me that her mommy didn't shave her
petal but she did shave under her arms, and I told her that I did too, that most
women do, and we just chatted about silly things until Miss T came back, and she
had the coffees and B followed her in in her pajamas and she walked straight up
to me and said "You haven't got any panties on" and I looked at Miss T and she
said that I just hadn't had chance to get dressed with "you two" about all the
time, and B put her hand up under Miss T's t-shirt and slapped my bottom and ran
away. Miss T scolded her lightly, and we both laughed at her, but then A got up
and jumped towards me and she slapped my bottom too and ran away. Miss T was
just laughing, and they both though it was a game and they both did it and I
tried to catch them, just playfully, and Miss T said "If she catches you she
will tickle you both, and laughed again, but they both did it again so I ran out
after them, I did end up sitting on the sofa tickling A and B was pulling at my
shirt, and Mistress Josephine made me confess that my cunt and bottom was
showing to the girls.
That is what Mistress Josephine ordered me to tell you Mistress. That I
'frolicked nearly naked with two young girls and that I am truly depraved' and
she thought you would be amused to hear about it, but I just happened to be
dressed like that and I just was playing about with them and I didn't touch them
anywhere. It was not by my design, I swear, and their mom was there and laughing
too Mistress and she was watching so she knew it was ok. They were trying to
slap my bottom and I was just trying to catch them and tickle them. That's all.
But it is true that Miss T's short she had lent me was up around my waist for
some of the time while I was with them and I was showing my cunt and bottom to
them all. But their mum and they were all laughing and it was innocent, I
swear.
Eventually Miss pulled them off me and told them to leave me alone, and they
sulked and just sat down
Miss T got our coffees and we sat drinking them and the girls watched the
Simpsons on TV.
Ms. T came back and Miss told me she had to take me back now, and I said goodbye
to the girls and Mr. T.
On the way back, Miss stopped her car in the woods again and lifted her skirt
and I asked her if I might lick her pussy again and she said "You
Must" and she allowed me to kiss and lick her pussy and she came for me as I
flicked my tongue across her clitoris, and pulled her pubic hair in my mouth,
and she held my head tight against her pussy as she came
Mistress, and she said it was heavenly. When we restarted, she asked me if I
had minded the girls and I said they were lovely and she said they certainly
liked me, and I did say that I was pleased, but I was just pleased at being
liked, nothing sexual.
Miss dropped me off at the corner and I went in and told my Mistresses and
Mistress Josephine told me to tell you.
I spent much of this morning with Miss Patricia and another of her agents.
Miss Beatrice took me over there in the morning. She stayed with us for a while
and they ignored me as they talked of ranges. I was just standing between them,
they were on lounge chairs in Miss Patricia's office, and every now and them one
of them just fondled me under my shirt, mostly on my bottom. They then talked
about me, and that Miss Patricia had had four interests in using 'her' for
parties (it was as though I wasn't there - Miss Patricia often did that but it
wasn't like Miss Beatrice, she is usually nice about me and includes me in more
but she was being the same as Miss
Patricia.
At one point, Miss Patricia told me to lift my dress, and they talked about how
I was filling out, and that I was easier to fit, and they squeezed my tits and
patted my bottom, saying that I looked much fitter now.
Miss Patricia said that she could keep me quite busy with parties and Miss
Beatrice told her that my Mistresses had suggested that they must be daytime
parties when possible.
Miss Beatrice had to go and she left me with Miss Patricia, who just left me in
her office while she went about her business. I just stood and waited until she
came in with a woman and she introduced me to her and she said she recognized me
from the gala. I confess that I didn't recognize her actually, but there were
lots of women there that night, and I was so embarrassed.
Julie bought in drinks for them, and asked me if I wanted a coffee, and
Miss Patricia nodded when I looked at her and I said I would love one, and Miss
Patricia told me to go and help get it. When I got back in, they were looking
at a rack in Miss Patricia's office, and I stood and drink my drink while they
talked. Miss Patricia called me over so I put my coffee down and went to them.
Miss Patricia held a dress up to me and announced it too long, then she asked
the woman (her name was Lori) to just go through and see what she wanted to use.
She just thumbed through them, then Miss Patricia picked a bra and panty set in
silk and suggested that she had me wear this to receive her guests, and Lori
said it was very nice and Miss Patricia handed them to me and told me to put
them on, so I took off my shirt and put on the panties, then the bra, and they
both looked at me and Lori said it is nice, and they went back to the rack and
talked among themselves.
They sat and drank their coffees and Miss Patricia told me to take off the set
and hang it again, and I did, and then I was so uncertain about if
I should get my shirt on or not. They were talking and casually
looking at me, and I picked it up off the chair and looked to Miss Patricia,
begging her to let me know, but she just left me standing naked with it in my
hand while they talked. They did talk about me and how I might help at the
party, and how Lori must get everyone used to seeing my body so that they
consider the clothes, but how useful it was to have a model, and all this time
they looked at me. I felt used really.
Miss Patricia said she had to take a break and she left us alone, and Lori asked
me how many parties I had done, and I said that I was new to it, and she just
said, "I see". She told me that I could also help serve the coffee, and I said
"Yes Miss", and she just looked at me all the time. She hadn't really looked me
up and down, except for when I had the set on, but now she did, and I really
felt naked. I know I was, but it was that she was just sitting there drinking
coffee and looking, not looking at my face.
Miss Patricia came back, and Lori announced that she would have to go and she
thanked Patricia, and she left. Miss Patricia came back in and took my T-shirt
off me and told me that I was not going to have much fun with "that one", then
she just got on with making some calls and she called me over and put my hand
under her skirt and I touched and stroked her thighs, kneeling at her side, and
I stroked over her panties as she read something. She just left me there doing
that, at one point she pushed my hand closer onto her and squirmed against my
hand, but she didn't cum or anything.
She told me to dress, and she and Julie did some work while I stood waiting.
Miss Patricia gave me a parcel and told me it was for Mistress Josephine and she
had Julie drive me back to Miss Beatrice's office about an hour ago. I wish I
could wear more clothes in the office Mistress. It just doesn't seen right
sometimes. Most of the time I don't notice but occasionally someone says
something, about having seen my bottom (today my shirt is very short) and I feel
embarrassed. I know my Mistresses are kind to me in lending me their clothes to
wear, and I am not ungrateful for that. Truly. It's just sometimes.
I have some things to do for Miss Beatrice now Mistress. I should be able to
write more later.
a slut slave x
angel,
What a nice story. I must tell you to be careful around the young ones but you
already know that. Miss T and yourself handled it all correctly.
And you seem to be fitting well into your role as a lingerie model. Imagine
someone as shy as you turning out to be so wicked in showing herself off to
everyone.
I would like for you to do something for me. I would like for you to go back in
your mind and give me a number of how many different women you have serviced
since the start of the year. And then I would like a number of how many virgins
your precious little tongue has deflowered this year also. I think your answers
will amaze not only you, but will be something that any lesbian would just not
believe.
I promised you, angel, that your dreams would come true. And when I make
promises I try to keep them in spades. How have I done with you, my dear?
Mistress
Ladies,
I had a nice idea. I instructed it to give me a number of how many women it has
been with since the beginning of the year. I also told it to tell me how many
virgins it has deflowered this year as well.
I thought it might be nice for you to consult with a tattoo artist and have a
tattoo designed like ivy wrapping around its thighs. And within the ivy, for
every woman it has been with, add a heart within the
ivy. For every virgin it's tongue has deflowered, add a rose into the ivy.
Let's see if we can work the tattoo up it's middle and down it's legs. A
continual work in progress.
What do you think? And is it earning you all an income for your rental of it?
Mistress Sasha
Mistress
Thank you for writing to me, I do not have the Sharp with me, but I have printed
the note for my Mistresses, and have put it into an envelope and I swear I have
not read it, nor would I ever. (Mistress Josephine might well kill me if ever I
did).
Mistress, I am not really a lingerie model, not really, not compared with the
beautiful models at the show last week, compared with them I am a run in the
litter. As for my thinking of women who have allowed me to please them
Mistress, I really can't remember, but it is surely not so very many Mistress.
You make me sound like a whore. I do know that the important ones are my
wonderful Mistress Josephine, Mistress Hannah, and Mistress Allison.
Miss T was ok with the way I played with her children, and she knew it was just
that I happened to be dressed the way I was, it wasn't anything sexual. She
really laughed. Genuine and so happy a laugh, at me ticking the girls and them
trying to get at me. But it was all in innocence. I think Mistress Josephine
thought it was funny really too, but she did call me a degraded slut for
allowing it, but it wasn't my fault, not really. Miss T didn't say a word about
it, except to say that they obviously liked me.
You are right Mistress, I have everything I could have hoped for, and if ever I
comment where I shouldn't then please forgive me, I don't mean to be ungrateful,
not at all.
a slut slave
Think hard on those numbers, slave. I need them. Do I have to do everything
for you? Stop fooling yourself. You might think you are something different
but you are very much a whore.
You are the whore of your Mistresses. Answer yourself this. Do you do
everything and everybody they tell you to? Is any and all income you derive
from your life given over to them completely? Do you invariably offer yourself
sexually to everyone you meet? Of course you do. Your mistresses can beat you,
humiliate you, shit into your hands, and you can do nothing. You would even let
them carve the word "whore" into your breasts with a razor and do nothing to
stop them. And if any of them ever told you to stop being their whore, it would
totally, irreversibly crush you. You aren't an equal. You have to raise your
hand to speak. You aren't a lover. Josephine and Hannah are lovers. Notice
the differences. You aren't a maidservant. They usually always just clean up
after people.
So face it, angel. You are a whore. You are a whore constructed by your
Mistresses. Admit it. And stop crying and whimpering. You should be proud of
what a fine whore you have become. Rarely are whores as loved and as treasured
as you are. Of course, you are also a slave. And a very good one. But as is
often the case, slaves become whores for their Mistresses.
So live up to the fact that you are a whore. You are MY whore. You are
JOSEPHINE'S whore. You are HANNAH'S whore. You are ALLISON'S whore. You are
MISS BEATRICE'S whore. You are MISS PATRICIA'S whore. You are TRISHA'S whore.
You are DONNA'S whore. You are MISS T's whore.
And we both know you will be the whore of many more in the future. Be proud of
yourself. Rarely has anyone ever been such a fine whore. You have devoted as
much attention to being sexually extroverted this year as you did being sexually
introverted last year. Which life do you prefer? I think you and I both know
the answer to that.
So continue to do what you have shown that you do best
Mistress Sasha
Friday, May 16
Mistress
This morning I have been good, and I hope, will have pleased my
Mistress. I have been watched in doing my toilet by one of the younger Ladies
here in the office, as my Mistress wanted. I am sure She will be pleased with
me. I hope so.
Last night, Mistress Josephine and I were alone most of the evening, Mistress
Allison and Mistress Hannah went to the cinema. Mistress told me to ask the two
young ladies (she called them my tormentors) in the office to be Her observers
while I am here and to allow me to go to the toilet only if they can accompany
me, and always undress completely for them and leave the door open while they
watch me, and to ask them to allow me to drink their pee. This morning I saw
her come in, and she went to the drinks machine and I went up to her and asked
if I may ask her something.
She went to her desk and I followed and I told her that my Mistress had asked me
to beg her and her friend to act as Her observer to ensure that when I use the
toilet I am naked and that I leave the door open always, and I had to tell her
that I am someone's property and must be respected as such and that she must not
damage me in any permanent way or my
Mistresses would report it to the police and it would get into the newspapers.
She just looked at me and I hung my head, and said nothing, then she asked me if
I really had this Mistress, and I said that I did, that I have three beautiful
Mistresses who I love more than anything, and she asked me who they were, and I
told her that I couldn't say. She asked me if she could meet them, and I said I
would ask, and she told me to ask them. Then she went quiet, and I leant
forward and told her that if she agreed my Mistress asked me to ask you to use
me rather than the toilet when you need to pee, and got up and took me into the
storeroom and closed the door and she said "Say that again", and I did, and she
quizzed me and asked me to explain, and I told her I would wish her to piss into
my mouth instead of the toilet as a thank you from my Mistress. She stood back,
and looked at me, then she called me "such a fucking slut", and she asked me "So
how would we do it then?" and I told her she could stand with me on my knees
before her or she could sit, or she could sit over my face while I lay on the
floor Miss. And she was quiet for ages then she said "So you only go for a
piss when I say? And
I said Yes Miss, and she told me I may have to wait if she was busy and
I said; "Of course Miss" and she opened the door and went.
I didn't want to go until about an hour ago, and I went and asked her if
I might be allowed to pee, and she said not now, and I didn't want to ask her
again, but it was only just when she came to me and asked me if I still needed
to go, and I said yes Miss, and she took me to the toilet and asked me if I was
bursting, and I told her I was ok, and she pushed me into one of the stalls and
said Go ahead then and just watched while
I went into the stall took off my skirt and blouse, and stood astride of the
toilet (I had to explain to her when I had finished that my
Mistresses do not allow me to touch toilet seats). She watched me pee, and, as
with my Mistresses, I looked her in the eyes as I did it, but she just stared at
my pee. When I had finished I thanked her and she just left.
She is the 'harder' of the two (if you know what I mean Mistress) and so it will
not be so tense to ask the other. She told me that today her friend was having
a day off. She didn't ask to pee into me at all, but
I had told her she could so Mistress Josephine will be pleased.
Last night I was naked for our elderly neighbor (the one who swapped with my
Mistresses what used to be my flat) and her daughter. We didn't know that the
daughter was going to be there but she was. Mistress Josephine sent me there to
ask her if we could have use of the parking space. There is only one parking
space, adjacent to her side of the house and so it goes with the flat, and Miss
Hannah wants to park off the street. Mistress Josephine dressed me in the
transparent dress Miss Patricia had sent her yesterday and told me to go and
ask, and to offer to do anything for her in exchange, that I could do her
housework or something.
I went across the hall and knocked, and a middle-aged lady opened the door (I
now know it was her daughter) and I said I was a neighbor and wondered if I
might talk with Mrs. J. She let me in, and she did look a bit disapproving up
and down. In the lounge Mrs. J greeted me warmly and introduced me and her
daughter and she asked me if I wanted some tea, but I said I just had a favor to
ask, and I asked her if there was anyway we might use the parking space if she
didn't mind, and she immediately said yes, that even her visitors were never
using it, and I said thank you and said that I wanted to repay her in some way,
and she said that it didn't matter, and I said I would do anything, and I
pressed her until she said that her home help didn't ever clean the cooker
properly if I wanted to tackle that, and I said that I would and I said I would
do it now, if she didn't mind, and she said I should get changed as I shouldn't
clean the cooker in my nice dress.
When I went back to my Mistresses flat Mistress Josephine asked me what had
happened, and she was delighted, and even more pleased that her daughter was
there, and I told her about me cleaning the cooker and she was pleased and she
told me to go back and do it, and I said that Mrs. J had said about me changing
and not getting this dress dirty. Mistress Josephine told me that I normally do
my housework in the nude, why should this be different. And that I should have
just stripped off my dress and cleaned it naked. She leant towards me and told
me to go back and tell them that I am a naturist and always work about the house
without clothes and ask them very nicely if they minded if I did it in the nude,
and she made sure I understood, and I said that I did. She pushed me towards
the door and told me to try to come back naked, and closed the door behind me. I
knocked on Mrs.. J's door again, and I was really nervous.
Her daughter opened the door and asked if anything was wrong. I told her no and
asked if I may come in to clean please and she let me in. In the lounge I stood
with both of them looking at me, and I told them I was a naturist and said that
I would like to clean the cooker nude if they didn't mind and I said that I
always do housework in the nude if they didn't mind and the daughter looked just
puzzled and Mrs. J said she'd seen that I don't like clothes and I could wear
whatever I liked if she got her cooker cleaned properly and she laughed. Her
daughter didn't say anything and so I quickly turned and went to the kitchen and
I gasped, just in relief. I had to stand for a minute and compose myself and
Mrs. J came in and she told me she'd show me where the things were, things for
me to clean, and she walked past me and showed me the cupboard for the cleaner
and some cloths and a bucket for me. I got them, and she just asked me if that
was ok, and just stood there and I know I was red faced and so embarrassed at
what I was going to do, but I pulled my dress off and folded it on the counter
and I got to the floor and opened the cooker and started working. Just so aware
that she was they were still there and looking at me.
I know it shouldn't matter; my being naked Mistress, but it still does at times.
Its when I don't know that whoever it is might not want to have me naked, and I
am sorry for myself at being in that position. And that's how I felt. I know
she could see my bottom and Mrs. J is a really sweet old lady and I felt awful
and I just didn't want to take my head out of the oven, just stay there and
clean and clean, until she had gone. She did say "I'll leave you to it then" or
something and she went down into the lounge. I heard them talking about me, her
daughter saying that I was a strange little thing and Mrs. J said that Id always
been very sweet to her. Her daughter said it was odd though, Mrs. J said what
happened behind someone's own front door was there business.
I was cleaning; scrubbing and so couldn't hear them until Mrs. J asked me if I
wanted a cup of tea. She was right behind me, and I said "No
Thank you", but she insisted, and so I did take my head out of the oven and I
looked at her and Thanked her and said Yes Please, and they were both there and
Mrs. J filled the kettle, and she lifted my dress off the counter and told me
she would put it in the lounge for me, and I saw her daughter looking down at
me, and I just hung my head, and turned again and cleaned.
I had to wait for a while for the spray on the oven walls to take effect and I
sat back on my legs, and I must have put my hands in my lap, I'm sure I did, to
try to cover my cunt, and I sat on the floor with the two of them there
discussing biscuits and occasionally looking at me. I looked down and I had
filthy hands and I had put them on my thighs and over my mons, and now they were
dirty too.
I started cleaning again, and scarped and cleaned until it was sparkling. Mrs.
J had offered me my tea half way through but I held my hands up and she said,
she'd take it through for me, and she said she had some biscuits for me. When
it was done, and all clean and I had rinsed it off I used some kitchen towel to
clean myself up with, and I confess that rubbing my mons to get it clean, in
someone else's kitchen, naked, I did excite myself, until I remembered that I
had to go and get my dress and I couldn't really masturbate in the kitchen in
case they came in. I did want to though. Mistress, I am sexually aroused such
a lot of the time, but I don't actually get to orgasm as often as I want. I am
not complaining, but that's why I was playing with myself there.
When I was clean, I went through and told Mrs. J it was done and she stood up
and said "Lets see" and she took my hand and went through and looked in the oven
and she was really pleased and she actually hugged me and thanked me, and said I
was a treasure and how she couldn't bend over enough to do it herself but she
hated it being dirty, and all the while this lovely little old lady was hugging
me and I felt the buttons of her cardigan on me, and the wool of her skirt. She
just held me against her, her hands on the small of my back and her clothes on
me. Her daughter came and looked too and said she thought Id done a really good
Job and she said I should get my tea before it went cold and we all went into
the lounge and her daughter handed me my tea and sat on the sofa and her mom was
sitting on her chair, and she told me to sit, so I did, next to her on the sofa,
I sat and drank tea and ate biscuits with them, naked, but it did feel
civilized, and sort of like I was an equal, and after a while it was ok, even
though occasionally when her daughter asked me something I saw her looking down
at my crotch or at my tits when she spoke to me and it reminded me and I got
embarrassed
When I'd finished my tea I said I had to go, and asked Mrs. J for my dress, and
she pointed to a stool in the corner and I picked it up, and said bye to Mrs. J
and she got up with a strain and she kissed me on the cheek and thanked me and
told me to come in anytime, and wear whatever you like and she smiled. Her
daughter took me to the front door and she said "aren't you going to dress
before you go?" And I said it's just across the hall, and she just said "bye",
and "Nice to meet you" and I said it was nice to meet her too. And everything
was ok, and Mistress Josephine was pleased when she opened the door and found me
naked, and she pulled me to my knees before her in the lounge and played with my
nipples and told me to tell her everything. She did correct me, in that I
should have offered to go with her and clean her daughters oven naked too, and I
told her I was sorry and that I didn't think, and she squeezed my face and told
me that it was true, but these things should be natural to a slave, she said she
doesn't want me to think, and I wont tell you details, but I do want to just say
that Mistress Josephine must have been pleased with me as she took me to the bed
and allowed me to please her and allowed me to make love with her beautiful body
and taste her and love her.
And I do love her Mistress. She told me that I have a lovely body and she
wishes me to show it to any females, of any age, it didn't matter, and she told
me that she is very happy and excited at the thought of her allowing any women
who wish, to use it, and that I must always remember that if any woman even
suggests that they might be interested in seeing, touching, fucking, licking
this body, or if they might wish me to suck, lick, or drink them then I must
always beg them to go ahead. And she asked me if I wanted to make her happy and
I said "More than anything
Mistress" and she asked me to ask the two young ladies in the office if they
would like to be Her observer of me while I am there, and to ask them to only
allow me to go to the toilet when they can accompany me, and then to always
undress completely for them and leave the door open while they watch me. But
she told me to warn them that I am Their property and they mustn't damage Their
property and about getting them in the newspapers as lesbians. She was
protecting me and I felt loved. I was so happy being loved by my Mistress that
I thanked Her for allowing me to do it for Her. And she kissed me and told me to
tell them that as a thank you I was to beg them to let me drink their pee rather
than having to let them use the toilet. I confess that at the time it was ok
that they might pee into me, but when I waited for her to arrive I was not so
happy, but now she doesn't seem to want to its ok.
I also have to tell you Mistress that Mistress Hannah and Mistress Josephine saw
your note to them, and they told me to tell you that they thing "It" is a
wonderful idea and that they like "Ivy" and that one of them would write you
from Miss Donna's flat when they are next there. Mistress told me to tell you
about the hooks. We have hooks in the ceilings in all the rooms and they tied
my wrists with my cuffs and pulled me up on each of them on Wednesday night and
left me hanging from one with just my toes touching the ground for nearly 15
minutes, until my calves really hurt with the strain of standing on tip toes,
while they watched TV.
Mistress Allison sat at the side of me and occasionally used the horsewhip on me
just as she sat.
I have just come from Miss Beatrice. This morning I gave her a note from Miss
Josephine, but she had visitors until a few minutes ago, and when I went in just
she told me to close the door and she held me to her side and stroked my bottom,
and told me that she knew about Sharon and wanted to know if I had drank her pee
yet, and I told her she had not asked me to, and she asked if I was happy having
three young women and I told her I wasn't sure what she meant, and I was a
little confused because she was pushing her finger in my bottom as she talked to
me. She said "These two new conquests and our little Trisha" and I just said
"Yes Miss". She told me she would have to try to watch them play with me
sometime, and she asked me if I'd like that, and I just said "Yes Miss". By
then, she had undone my blouse and was playing with my nipples and my bottom,
just because I was there. I wanted her to though, and I wished she would fuck me
with her fingers like she does sometimes, but she didn't. She took a phone
call, and then she said she would have to get Trisha to see some more outfits on
me soon and she asked me if I liked being naked for Trisha and I said I did.
She said that Trisha liked to touch me too. She took her finger from my bottom
and offered it to me to suck, and then she told me to dress as she was expecting
another visitor, and I came out.
Before She called me in, I was just going to say that My Mistresses were all
really pleased with the hooks Mistress. They said they were for
'Special occasions'.
About those I have whored to Mistress. There really has not been that many.
You know about all of them, I have just thought through and it depends on what
makes them 'whoring'. Certainly My Mistresses have had every pleasure with this
body. And Miss Patricia and Miss T, both of them have both sucked my cunt and I
their pussies, but my Goddess has allowed me to kiss her pussy, but not wished
to kiss my cunt, Miss Trisha has touched me all over but I have not even touched
her much so she is not really. Mistress Josephine's friend Miss Jackie has
sucked my cunt and I have been allowed to kiss her pussy, but again Miss
Beatrice has allowed me to 'delight' her, but though she fingers me a lot she
has not kissed my cunt ever. It is difficult to say Mistress. I hope you
understand, I am not trying to be awkward Mistress. And as for my being my
Mistresses whore, and then if they wish it I am a whore, but I don't think they
see it that way, but if they do then I am happy. Truly. And I am sorry of my
reply was wrong originally. I didn't mean to disagree with you; I just thought
you were joking.
Later today Miss Patricia is having me collected to go to her office.
Miss Beatrice just phoned me to tell me, and she also asked me if Sharon had
made any demands on me, but she hasn't. In a way I am glad that Mistress
Josephine had me talk to her, especially about them having to respect Their
property. It makes me feel more loved, to know She wishes to see that I am not
harmed.
I should go now and do some work. I will check in after lunch before I go to
Miss Patricia and I will write later Mistress if I get back from Miss
Patricia's.
a whore (just kidding) slave
Mistress
I am back from Miss Patricia, and the lady from the show was there. The one
Miss Patricia knew in the line-up at her show. She is a bit older and very
tanned, almost brown (and she has been in the sun too much and she has wrinkles
from it, not just age lines), and she looked me up and down while she talked to
Miss Patricia (she spoke very posh, really accented) she turned me around and
looked me up and down and said I was "delightful, but her clothes - oh dear".
Miss Patricia told her I was the "Submissive one" and that my owners (she used
that word) were happy to have me used for shows by selected and careful discrete
clients and she swore to my discretion, and they talked about the show.
I have to mention some things Mistress.
Before the lady came in, her name was Mrs. Steinberg, Miss Patricia told me to
be delightfully compliant with her, as she could be ticket to my "little
Operation", and I have no idea what she was talking about and I still don't
because I am certain that my Mistresses would not want me to question about it,
but I am sort of worried. Anyway, she told me to be especially nice and loving
and not passive to Mrs. Steinberg. So that's why I was as I was. It's not that
she was particularly beautiful. But she was nice; I don't mean that she wasn't
nice. She is very cultured.
They both sat around Miss Patricia's table talking and casually looking at me,
then Miss Patricia asked Mrs. Steinberg if she wanted to check out my body for
the show, and she said "Of course darling" (she kept calling her Darling) and
Miss Patricia told me to take off my clothes.
I took off my blouse and skirt and Miss Patricia asked her what range she wanted
for the show, and Mrs. Steinberg told her to sort something out, Mrs. Steinberg
looked at me, and I turned for her while Miss Patricia worked on her desk and
said "?10,000 alright? And Mrs. Steinberg just said; "Yes". Miss Patricia said
she had some things to sort out and did Mrs. Steinberg mind if she excused
herself for a while, and Mrs. Steinberg said; "Of course not Darling" and Miss
Patricia left and closed the door.
When Miss Patricia had gone Mrs. Steinberg asked me to come closer and she
touched my breasts and down over me, over my bottom and I turned for her again
and she ran her hand all over me. Including over my cunt. She said I was a
darling and she put her hand back over my cunt and I opened my legs wide and she
put her fingers into me and I felt her rings rubbing against my thigh and she me
that I was a beautifully wet little thing (Mrs. Steinberg was about 5'10, really
tall). She took her hand away and said; "Now I'm all wet" and I said "Please
Miss may I clean your hand?" and she offered me her hand and I took it in my
hand and I licked her fingers. She asked me "Do you want to make love with me?"
and initially I said Yes Please Miss" but she told me to tell her what I would
do to please her, and I told her, to kiss her body, all over, and caress her and
things, and at one point I called her vagina a pussy and she corrected me and
told me it was a vagina darling. I said sorry and she told me to carry on, and I
told her other things, then she stopped me and asked me if I was into anything
more interesting (all this time she was stroking me or pulling at my nipples),
and I said I was a willing submissive and I quickly added that my owners did not
allow me to be used with men, and she laughed at me and said "no more should
they (or something like that)" and she said they were "disgusting great things".
She told me to get on the floor and she told me to take off her shoe, and when
it was off, she put her foot to my face and I held it and kissed it, and she
pushed it into my face and she said I was a delight and slipped her foot away
from me and put on her shoe again. She stood up, and pulled my face into the
front of her skirt and rubbed my face against her and told me that we were going
to have a wonderful time together. I stroked up and down the outside of her
thighs as she held me to her.
She stopped pushing in the back of my head, but I carried on stroking her mound
with my nose and she asked me if there were any other special talents she should
know about, and I was at a loss, and afraid of what
I was going to say in case she didn't mean what I was thinking I said that she
may wish, if she wishes to, to use me for her toilet if she wishes and she
pulled my head so closely into her and said "water sports, how excellent", and
she pulled my face into her really hard. She sat down again, told me to stand
and she pulled me to put my nipple to her mouth and sucked on it so hard, just
sucking and sucking with her hand squeezing my other tit and pulling at it. I
ran my hands over her shoulders and down the sides of her face and felt the
front of her bra and I'm sure her nipples were over the cup. They were very
hard and long.
She stopped and told me she was getting 'decidedly uncomfortable'. She told me
to dress and get Patricia, so I did. Mrs. Steinberg told Miss Patricia that
everything is lovely and she will be in touch, and she told her where "Melissa"
would hold the party I have no idea who Melissa is Mistress), and Miss Patricia
just said it was ok, and they kissed and she left.
Miss Patricia said that I had just made a very useful contact for my
Mistresses, and she wrote a note, put it in an envelope and gave it to me for My
Mistresses.
Miss Patricia had Julie drive me back, and I just got here. And I have to
confess that I am a little worried about what this operation might be. She said
it as if I should know but I don't. They have never said anything about an
operation in front of me, but they still sometimes put the headphones on me
while they talk. I know I can't ask them, because I am sure she was not
supposed to say, and I don't wish to get her into any trouble. I really wish
she hadn't said anything about it.
It's strange now, here at the office. When I am here I have so much free time
these days, not that I am here always or anything. Yesterday I was busy all day
getting through the packaging and decal things for issue, but today I have just
been writing to you pretty well most of the time I've been at my table.
I will send this now, and see if any of the Ladies want a drink at all.
I will be back afterwards Mistress
slut slave
x
Monday, May 19
Mistress, I have to tell you that I have applied to officially be renamed to
"Sub Lesbienne". Mistress took me out yesterday and asked me if I wanted to be
renamed and I eventually begged her to let me.
She took me out, for me to make my decision, and she made it clear that it was
my decision, and she gave me three hours to decide, but actually
I didn't need three hours, but she insisted that I use all three hours.
She took me out, to an out of town shop, a sort of superstore with clothes and
furniture, and we had a late lunch together, and later we stopped for tea, and
we went for a walk in a park together. She got me a pair of Miss Allison's
panties and one of her bra's, and one of Miss Pain's (I will explain the names
in a moment Mistress Sasha) t-shirts and a pair of her old dungarees (which were
far too big for me and I had to fold up the bottom of the legs about 4 times,
and tighten the shoulder straps as tight as they would go). I was fully
dressed, it was about half past one, and I was so puzzled. She hadn't told me
what was going to happen, and to be honest I thought we were going to meet
someone, but she just took me out and we got a taxi from the stand to the Marks
store and she just told me, while we waited for the taxi, that for the next 3
hours I must be honest, and talk to her like an equal and a friend, and I can
ask her advice, and that she would be civil to me, and I should use her proper
name, Josephine. When we got to Marks she said she was hungry and asked if I
was and so we went to the cafe, got our food and she opened her bag and took out
some papers for me to read. They are Deed Poll Registration papers. Mistress
asked me how happy in my role, and I told her I was very happy. Actually I
called her Mistress and she corrected me and told me to call her Josephine,
because it may be the last time I ever call her that, but that it depended on
how things went over the next three hours, and she told me they wanted me to
change my name.
They didn't like any links to my old self and that I should lose my names, the
name Stephanie and lose any notion that I had a surname. I just said something
like Yes Josephine, I understand, and she asked me if I really did, understand.
She told me that we would talk about it until 5:00, and at 5:00 I should have
either signed the forms or torn them up and we would decide how things go from
here. I didn't know what to say, she told me to read the forms, and she ordered
a glass of wine for both of us while I looked at them.
She talked me through them that I was applying to change my name by
Deed and the reason was to further and enhance my career (That's what was on the
form, or something like that) and she had entered my Job description as "Female
Stripper-Lesbian", and all of my dates were there, birth date, Driving license
renewal date, passport date. And it was signed as witnesses by two signatures I
didn't know. Oh, and the First Name was "SUB" and the surname was "LESBIENNE".
She asked me if I understood the forms, and I said I did, and she put them away
and said lets go, and she spent two hours walking and talking in the shop, and
we stopped for tea, and she asked me if I had any questions, and I asked her if
it wouldn't embarrass her to have someone with that name living with her, and
she said its not a name, just a description, but that she wouldn't be
embarrassed as no-one will know. She said they will be arranging a mailbox
service for me so no one will know where I am, and I won't officially live
anywhere. I asked her what if I didn't change my name, and she corrected me and
told me I was losing my name, and I had to appreciate that, but she told me that
it may change things, but we would have to see, and I was so confused, and once
when we stood in front of a wardrobe, with mirrors, I looked at her, standing
elegant beside me and I looked like a scruffy urchin beside her, and she held my
hand as we looked at each other, and I told her I wanted to sign, and she told
me to be patient, I did not have to decide until 5:00. When we stopped for tea,
she pointed out to me that if I lost my name, the next time we were in that
coffee shop, if she told me to go and tell a woman who was sitting opposite me
(she was very attractive) who I was, I would have to tell her Sub, that you are
Sub Lesbienne. She asked me how would I feel, and I didn't know. To be
perfectly honest I just didn't know. She told me that when I had a name badge
on for one of Miss Beatrice's events, it would say Sub Lesbienne. And I confess
that I was uncertain, and I shivered a little.
She hurried me up drinking my coffee, and petted my hair while I finished it,
and I felt so lovely I told her then that I wanted to sign, and she said in half
an hour.
We went out of the shop, and there was a little park area, with some playground
things, but it was quite chilly so no-one was there, and she sat me down and
asked if I had any more questions, and I asked her would everyone have to know,
and she said yes. If ever I told anyone that I had any other name but sub
lesbienne then I would be very seriously damaged. She took out the papers and
told me it was time to decide, but she told me that they all loved me, and that
they would still want me to stay with them, even if I did not sign. But I took
the papers and asked her if I might have a pen, and she told me there were other
changes, that ever after that I was to refer to her as Mistress, just that, not
Mistress Josephine, just Mistress, and Miss Allison was to be Miss Allison, and
Miss Hannah was to be Miss Pain, because she loved to watch and kiss me when I
was in pain. If we were in open company I was to refer to each of them as Miss,
with no names or titles. I said I understand, and she looked at her watch and
she held my hand, and said you have one more minute with a name, how does it
feel, and she squeezed my hand and smiled at me, then she kissed me, and she
gave me her pen and I signed it, first with Stephanie Xxxxxxxx, then with Sub
Lesbienne just below it. Each side of the signatures was the completed witness
signatures, so Mistress took it from me and put it into a preaddressed envelope.
She checked that my driving license and passport were in there, and there was a
cheque too. She closed it, offered it to me to lick it sealed, and she told me
I would post it on the way back.
When we got back, Miss Allison and Miss Pain immediately asked if it had signed
and Mistress told them signed and posted, and she looked at me and told me to
take those ridiculous clothes off because clothes don't suit subs.
I have to go, I am wanted, I will try to write more later
a sub lesbienne
Congratulations, sub! I am proud of the way you have taken control over your
destiny and made a lasting commitment. It is a sign of pure courage and love.
I am proud of you. Your dream life continues.
Mistress Sasha
Thursday, May 22
Mistress Sasha
I know I am not meant to bother you with incidentals, but I just had to tell
someone (and Goddess told me not to give details to my
Mistresses), last night Miss Donna took me out to a pub where the upstairs room
is a club, and on Wednesdays it is reserved for Bi and Les Ladies (its called
Xxxxxxxx) and last night she took me there and she kissed me in front of another
lady, and she fondled me too, while she was watching, and I felt embarrassed,
but oh so proud too.
That's all. I just wanted to tell someone. She actually kissed me.
sub
I always had a feeling that Donna would come around.
She loves you dearly and so loves the attention and services you provide for
her.
Of course, expressing love in return is, for her, an admission that she is
turning away from men towards women.
Luckily you have taken upon yourself the servicing and pleasuring of all these
women as a full time Job.
Otherwise there would be no way you could handle it.
At least you know your mission in life.
Sasha
Thank you Mistress Sasha. I don't know if Miss Donna loves me or not, but I was
very happy and proud that she wanted to kiss me in front of
Dandy, and I wanted to tell my Mistresses but Miss Donna insisted that I didn't.
I know they would be proud of me.
sub xxx
Dear sub,
Donna is just nervous and shy about having her feelings known. It is akin to
the embarrassment someone feels when they have told everyone that they don't
like a certain type of food but then they secretly find out that they actually
do the more they partake of it.
It is also a matter of her coming to terms with her feelings as well, I would
imagine, a little bit of jealousy that you are the possession of her sister and
Mistress Josephine and not her solely. Of course I might be way off base here.
Being able to share a special individual such as yourself takes a certain degree
of maturity. One is always tempted to covet a slave for ones self. That
feeling might become stronger when people find out that you just can't be
duplicated.
Because everything about you is perfect, sub. Even your transgressions,
slip-ups, and fears are perfect as well. I am very proud of you and of what I
have had a small part in creating.
Mistress Sasha
Friday, May 23
Mistress Sasha
Please Mistress; know that you have had a major part in my allowing myself to
become what I am. In no way is your contribution a small part. Without you I
would never have known these highs, and also these lows (because there are some
lows - I am not stupid nor naive enough to not have expected there to be some
lows, and there are times when I just cry and cry, and its not really because I
am weak Mistress, truly it isn't.
Sometimes, when I am left alone hanging, or worse when I am put out with the
rats for the night, I just get so thoughtful, and initially it is thoughts of
excitement sometimes, and sometimes thoughts of the pains, but sometimes I
wonder about what I have become. But there is no position in the world I would
want to exchange for it. I love them all,
Mistress, Miss, and Miss Allison and Goddess so much, and I love you.
Sometimes they talk about you and how you seduced Miss in the warehouse to spank
me and I remember how nervous I was and how so afraid I was that someone like
her could want to see me naked and touch me, and you goaded her, and made me do
it.
Thank you Mistress.
Incidentally, please may I beg that these last few mails be kept in confidence
between us, please? I know my Goddess would not want the others to know about
some of the details of what happened. She told them about most if it, about me
dancing with the women and some of them feeling me, and about her touching me to
make Dandy believe that we were gay, but not about her kissing me.
I don't know what is going on in Goddess's head though Mistress. She still has
me take her toilet in my hands rather than sitting on the toilet, when she is
here or when I am at her flat, and earlier this week she had me for a couple of
hours and it was my period and she made me remove my tampax and smear my - I
can't think what to call it - my blood and deposits - over my body while she
watched and masturbated herself. But then she just took me back and as usually
she has someone to meet, or somewhere to go.
She and Mistress are quite close (I don't mean sexually at all, at least
I don't think so) but they often sit in the kitchen together just the two of
them, and Mistress has been around to Miss Donna's sometimes.
Mistress gave me the letter this morning to read which said that my
Deed application is being processed, and that until I receive notification I
should continue to use my old name, so that is going through. That's something
that I have thought about a lot Mistress, and I do get frightened about it. My
name will be Sub Lesbienne, for everyone to see, and that scares me a little. I
know you said you were pleased for me, and that I should be proud, and I am,
truly I am, but it is also a little frightening. It's like a last bridge being
burned, and I am, well, the truth is I am so afraid of what will happen if they
get bored with me.
I have become much better, since we sent it off, at obeying. Mistress and Miss
Allison have both said that I have, but I don't know that they have linked it.
Miss Allison took me to the library a couple of days ago and she has before, and
previously she has had me undo my dress, but before I did I begged her not and
sometimes I just undid some (at her instruction), but this time, I did it
without question, and she was so pleased with me. But I didn't want her to get
to be annoyed with me and talk to her mom and maybe they would get rid of me.
You see Mistress; things have changed a little in the flat. Mistress and Miss
make love together sometimes, and Miss Allison sometimes (not often) goes with
Miss, and previously they have had me with them, but now sometimes they don't,
and they just go together and leave me bound, so they might get to the point
where they don't want me.
They do still use me Mistress, all of them, almost every day, and sometimes more
than once. And Miss Allison still loves my 'sub juice' (that's what she calls
it) so I am really pleased about that. One other thing that has changed is that
Mistress has decided that I shouldn't orgasm in the flat unless she says so.
So, to be honest I am feeling a bit depressed at that. I keep getting so close
and I have to beg them to stop, but I so don't want them to. She says it will
make me a better sub for my new contacts and they will see how much they please
you when you do cum, but not everyone I have been with has wanted to make me cum
anyway, and Miss Patricia never does, and Miss Beatrice only does sometimes. Not
very often.
Now I have written too much again. I just meant to let you know that what you
have done for me is much more than just a small part. Truly, I know it is. And
I wanted to thank you Mistress.
So thank you, from sub with love x
Dear sub,
I do understand everything you have written. You are mature enough to know that
everything in life has its ups and downs. I guess all you have to b able to do
is determine if the love and pleasure you are receiving is worth the price you
are paying. And I would suppose the answer is a resounding yes.
As far as Goddess is concerned, I really feel she is trying to figure out her
own feelings. She realizes she is becoming something that she has strongly
denied for a long time.
And I wouldn't worry about them getting tired of you.
Though you are an asset, albeit a much loved one, they do have the ability to
sell you. I do feel that that would never happen because you are very much an
integral part of all their lives. Your position in the household is what your
Mistresses determine it to be. Their lives are also changing because they are
all now lesbians where none of them were just a few short months ago. Never
forget the enormity of ALL the changes that have happened to EVERYBODY. In
retrospect, the changes for Josephine, Hannah, and Allison are greater than
those to you because you secretly have always desired the position you are now
in. They never knew such a life could exist and they are now always genesising,
feeling their way, and all learning as they go. Quite truthfully, I am amazed
that everything has gone as smoothly as it has. This I credit to my own
abilities to be there to offer counsel to them all if only to assure them that
it is all right to change.
And do not worry about orgasm deprivation. Orgasms are rewards given to ones
such as you. And you know about rewards. How special can they be if they are
given often and freely? Being in your position, loved and shared by so many, is
quite the reward in that of itself.
And you never could say too much to me, sub. I am your outlet. I am the one
delegate for you throughout all of this. I demand your honesty and will always
do everything to assure you are properly cared for.
Don't forget that.
Mistress Sasha
And there ends the letters from May, 2003. I will try to have June's up as soon
as possible. As always, I welcome your comments and your votes.
