Lost in Fashion - Part 11

Tense wasn't the word, Jenny was utterly mortified as the car sped along. Amanda let the tension draw out as her victim ruminated on the wild turn her life had taken.

Now she had been caught playing flirtatious submissive games with her new housemate and benefactor. Things really had gotten out of hand. The clothes, the obedience, the submission, making herself an object of lust. She thought of her actions in the restaurant, the encounter in the lift and then the wild times in the library...and now this.

Her breath became ragged as she thought of it all and her pussy throbbed. Why did all this turn her on so much? She simply couldn't stop herself, he mind was a whirl of conflicts. She had always enjoyed fantasising about being a submissive and her secret twitter account and her conversations with @Kthedomme were an outlet for it but things were simply spiralling out of control.

Once home Jenny dropped her bag by the door and rushed to her room. Amanda let her go and before adjourning to her room and engaging her hidden cameras. The screen flashed into life and Jenny was lying on the bed. Amanda was sure one of two things would happen now. Jenny would either need an orgasm or she would feel the need to contact her twitter domme.

She smiled and Jenny pulled off the tiny shorts and panties she'd been given and began stroking herself. "Horny little bitch" she thought. She wasn't about to allow her little pet off that easily. Her first plan was to try twitter she grabbed her phone and typed as quickly as she could

@fashionslavex you've gone quiet on me kitten

She hoped the phone would disturb Jenny and it did. On her iPad she watched Jenny roll over and look at the screen. She frowned and moved her hand away from her pussy

@Kthedomme it's been quite a day Mistress

Amanda smiled, she had her friend dangling on not one but two hooks now. She typed her reply :

@fashionslavex this is what happens to naughty, slutty little exhibitionists. Did you complete your mission?

Jenny say up, the conversation had her full attention now

@Kthedomme yes, I got busted...my housemate now calls me kitten too, I have to called her mistress

Amanda smiled at her friend's honesty and quickly sent two more tweets

@fashionslavex hmmm, not sure I like to share my kitten with someone but I suppose I shouldn't be greedy
@fashionslavex I can see I have let you off too lightly I will have to think of more difficult tasks for you next time

She saw Jenny smile as she read the messages and reply

@Kthedomme MORE DIFFICULT? Mistress I am going out of my mind

The voyeuristic nature of this was turning Amanda on more than she'd dreamed possible. Having such a beautiful creature in her web was utterly intoxicating. The conversation continued

@fashionslavex If your housemate is now your Mistress you must call me Goddess from now on. Understand

@Kthedomme Yes Goddess

@fashionslavex Good kitten, imagine if I tracked you down and showed your new Mistress all your peverted thoughts

@Kthedomme OMG I would die Jenny replied, her arousal was building and building as this woman pushed her buttons

@fashionslavex She would know what a desperate little slut She has on Her hands, how submissive you truly are was Amanda's response. Just talking to Jenny in this manner was fuelling her lust.

@Kthedomme *blush*

Amanda noted how the replies were getting shorter and a quick check of her iPad screen confirmed that Jenny was toying gently with her clit and she communicated with her domme. She decided to up the ante even further

@fashionslavex I want you to imagine kneeling in front of Mistress as She clips a collar round your neck
@fashionslavex imagine the shiver of pleasure of Mistress clicks a padlock shut. you are Hers now kitten

@Kthedomme Oh fuck. Seriously Goddess...I am so hot

She knew she had Jenny in a very horny, submissive place now and everything was clicking into place. Whilst she tweeted with her housemate she was also using her phone to arrange other parts of her plan at the same time.

@fashionslavex Oh naughty girl. From now on you must never award yourself a capital letter. i not I.

@Kthedomme Sorry Goddess...i will try to remember. i am so horny thinking about all this

@fashionslavex Good, naughty little kittens should always be horny.
@fashionslavex I want to imagine yourself kneeling in front of her and begging to kiss her pussy
@fashionslavex imagine Her sighs as She instructs you to nibble and nuzzle and kiss and suck Her hot, wet clit

@Kthedomme fuckkkkkk was all Jenny could manage now

@fashionslavex I sense you are distracted. Go and masturbate now thinking only of your Mistress. As you cum you must moan Her name. You are Hers


Amanda giggled as she read the short, paltry reply @Kthedomme k

While she was tweeting to Jenny she had invited Professor LeVieux to watch Jenny too. This would be a vital part of the torment Amanda wanted to inflict on her unwitting victim. She settled back to watch events unfold trusting that Marion would play her part to perfection.

As Jenny teased and coax herself towards orgasm Amanda settled back and watched. She invited some of her other friends to view the action too including Georgina.

As Jenny's movements became more frantic it was clear an orgasm was not far off. Amanda decided it was time.

She tiptoed over to Jenny's room and knocked on the door "Jenny?" she said loudly. She heard a commotion in the room and frustrated groan. "Just in time" she thought.

After a few moments the door opened a crack and a flushed, dishevelled Jenny peeped out "Yeah" she said panting slightly.

"I wanted to give you the night off from cooking so I ordered us a couple of pizzas...I hope that's okay" she smiled sweetly

Jenny was still a ball of pent-up lust and took a second to register "uh...yeah....that's really great....thanks"

Amanda smiled "A Mistrress has to look after her kitten" She giggled. Jenny just replied with nervous laughter.

Amanda retreated and return to her room where the hidden camera revealed that Jenny had wasted no time in returning to her masturbation. She wanted to tease and deny Jenny for as long as possible but the next intervention was not going to come from her.

She watched Jenny stroke herself and her own arousal built too. She contemplated the day when Jenny would be her obedient sex-slave and spend every waking hour attending to her needs...the thought drove her wild.

Jenny, meantime, was approaching her much needed climax too. Just as it was building her phone began ringing. The poor girl nearly lept out of her skin. She looked at the phone for a second before sighing and answering it. She was extremely surprised to her Professor LeVeuix's rich French accent "Jennifer, I am so sorry to bother you at home but I need to check something with you"

Having her orgasm interrupted left Jenny bewildered. She tried to get her breathing under control and mumbled "Yes Professor, what is it".

Suppressing a chuckle Marianne looked at the semi-naked girl she was speaking to. It was so empowering. She was loving this at least as much as Amanda "I just need to confirm you have a valid passport...I have some excursions planned for my star pupils"

Jenny was still alive with frustration but the words made her gasp "Yes, yes I do...I have it with me"

"Good, that is all...I will take care of the rest" She then engaged Jenny in pleasant conversation about the course and the fashion world in general. The normality of the chat was totally at odd with the beautiful young girl she could see sprawled on her bed wearing absolutely nothing.

Marianne smiled as she rang off. She knew she had done enough to interrupt Jenny's flow and send her back to square one.

Jenny's audience were exchanging texts and congratulating each other on the torment they were inflicting on the poor girl. All the while Jenny was starting over in a desperate bid to reach a much needed orgasm. Amanda watched and recorded the show for her enjoyment later on. She allowed her a couple of minute or so before knocking on the door once again.

This time there was a groan of desperation. Jenny was going out of her mind. Eventually she answered the door "Hi...erm...kitten" she said pretending to be awkward with the new naming convention "...I think the pizza will be here in a minute...do you mind....will, you get the plates and stuff ready please".

Jenny was openly breathless now. She merely nodded and said "Sure"

Amanda frowned "You are supposed to call me Mistress"

A pulse of hot arousal surged through Jenny and the images KtheDomme had given her raced through her mind...why did she get off so much on this? "Sorry Mistress" she said in reply.

Amanda smiled "This is weird...okay kitten. Let's eat"

Jenny pulled her outfit back on and went into the kitchen to grab plates and prepare for me meal. Before too long the the doorbell rang and she heard Amanda shout "Grab the door kitten, it's all paid for"

Jenny sighed. She was wearing next to nothing...yet another humiliation. She answered the door as discreetly as she could but there was no way she could hide the scandalous amount of flesh she was showing off. The pizza delivery boy was simply not ready for this and stood there stunned for a second before trying to regain his composure "Erm...your order" he said as his eyes drank in the young, scantily clad student.

Jenny grabbed the boxes and mumbled her thank. She kicked the door closed and returned to the kitchen where she divided up the pizza and made her way to to the living room. "Her you go Mistress" she said with a smile trying to claim some sort of normality for the situation. Amanda smiled warmly "Mmmm, Fantastic. I am sooo hungry. A Mistress should always look after her little kitten". The flirting and power games in their conversations was something Amanda was really going to adore.

The two sat and chatted and things were almost normal for a while. Jenny sat primly nibbling her food with her knees tight together and her arms close to her body desperately trying to cover herself. Amanda's body language was much more relaxed and commanding. She sprawled out with her feet up on the coffee table and casually reached across to grab things or fill up Jenny's glass with coke. As much as possible she brushed against Jenny further re-enforcing that Jenny had no boundaries when it came to her new Mistress. All the while their conversation included the names Mistress and kitten. There was no going back now.

After they had eaten Amanda told Jenny that she needed to do the housework. Jenny genuinely didn't mind this. She was eager to earn her keep and repay Amanda for the immense kindness and generosity she had shown. "No problem Mistress" she responded with a smile.

Amanda giggled and said "Good kitten, now go and get your maid outfit on...it's so funny."

Jenny had forgotten about that but couldn't really object and so spent the next two hours teetering round the house dressed as a classic French maid while Amanda heaped praise and complements on her. Eventually time rolled on and Amanda felt it was time to retire for the night. She had one last humiliation for her little pet. She walked over to the front door and locked up for the night. She called Jenny over and said "Is this your bag". Jenny had left her schoolbag next to the door in her haste to get back to her room. Amanda knew it contained the books Georgina had instructed her to check out from the library. As Jenny approached she picked it so that it flopped over and spilt the contents onto the floor.

The books lay bewtween them and Jenny looked aghast

Amanda let the tension build for a second. She bent down to picked them up "A History of Lesbian Erotica, and Surrendering to submissiveness?" she looked at Jenny with a raised eyebrow "I have been under-estimating you kitten"

Jenny realised she could not explain about the books because she had neglected to tell Amanda about her encounter with Georgina. She just silently and meekly took the books and began tidying up the contents of her bag.

Amanda stroked Jenny's hair as she knelt down to picked everything up "Night kitten, don't forget to write your diary and send it to Prefessor Levieux" and whist that she went to her room.

Jenny tidied things up and retired too. She peeled off the silky satin maid's outfit and lept under the covers. She quickly began masturbating again. This time Amanda just watched as her friend brought herself towards orgasm. Her movements became more frantic and soon she was writhing and groaning. Amanda could barely wait to see Jenny cum,she hoped desperately her pet would remember her mission from earlier.  As Jenny finally got the orgasm she so desperately craved she tossed her head back and hissed "Amandaaaaaaaah"

In the other room Amanda smiled like the cat that got tge cream. Jenny carrird on stroking herself to two more much needed climaxes. Jenny was barely able to supress the noises and the squeals and groans were music to her ears. Today had been a good day.

She then settled down to sleep watching as Jenny typed up her project diary for Marianne.

"Night kitten" she whispered.