Lost in Fashion - Part 4

They arrived at the restaurant. La Petit Maison was easily the best, most exclusive in the city and the waiter came out to meet them as they entered. He looked at Jennifer's attire with a mix of contempt but also obvious lust "Can I help you girls?" He said snootily.

Amanda stood up to the waiter straight away "Yes it's mademoiselle Greer and her companion to meet Professor Levieux, could you take us to her table directly". The waiter balked at her challenge and lead them to a discreet booth at the back of the restaurant.

Marianne Levieux greeted Amanda warmly with a kiss on both cheeks then stopped momentarily as she saw Jennifer's outfit. She knew Amanda planned to make her new plaything dress provocatively but she was impressed at how far she'd succeeded in such a short space of time.

"So Jennifer...one of the class's leading students...I always wonder how a young fashion designer dresses when she goes out for the evening, now I know" although it was a rebuke Marianne was still warm and welcoming. She framed that statement as a silent question "Why would an intelligent young lady dress like this to come to one of the city's best restaurants?" she was asking.

Marianne looked at the poor girl, so talented and intelligent but so utterly out of her depth. She agreed with Amanda that she needed to be taken under their control....but then again Marianne and Amanda shared the same sadistic attitudes and fetishes.....in short Jennifer was screwed.

Amanda took command "Jenny is doing an experiment, she wanted to dress provocatively in order to better understand how clothes change people's attitude"

Marianne looked to Jennifer "Really?"

Jennifer almost hugged Amanda for her intervention, she took up Amanda's lead "Yes, it's not enough to just produce garments...we figured we needed to understand what a dress can do to a person and the people she meets. Formal attire for powerful ladies at business meetings right through to....this".

"My word that is brave of you" said Marianne was she walked around Jennifer making a huge show of examining her outfit "You see so many of the girls come onto my fashion design course and for them fashion is just an extension of dressing up their barbie dolls...but then there is girls like you who understand that a woman's clothes effect how people react to them"

She nodded curtly to the waiter "Champagne please garcon and spritzer for Mademoiselle Greer" She smiled apologetically to Amanda who would stay sober tonight.

When the drinks arrived the three chinked glasses "Jennifer if you have the courage I want you to continue this research project....really commit to it. If you can be our slut, our petit putain, I am sure you'll learn so much about how people judge women by their clothing. Amanda will oversee and observe how people treat you and the two of you can report back to me regularly. " She allowed a pause as she sipped her champagne.

"Girls..." she continued "...if you can do this I will make sure you get extra credit on the course..." Amanda gasped, even she'd not been expecting this. "and I am sure you know what generally happens to my extra credit honour roll students"

Marianne Levieux treated her courses almost like a job interview. She was looking for specific talent and personalities, when she found them the grades the students got were almost irrelevant. These were the students who waltzed into the prized jobs in design houses on both sides of the Atlantic and the professor was casually announcing that she'd found her girls....IF Jennifer surrendered her free will to the two of them.

Amanda was so turned on seeing her new plaything walking into Marianne's trap. Being offered extra credit and honour role status was beyond her wildest dreams too. She had spotted Jennifer in the first week of the course and wanted her immediately, now she was getting what she wanted. Marianne was her mentor both in terns of fashion design and sexuality and she was giving a lesson in dominance right now.

The beautiful older lady thought for a moment "I think you must make your reports to me regularly via a video diary....we'll need to keep you dressed provocatively throughout this college year at least...I want this to be a 24/7 project so that you are totally and utterly immersed in this slutty persona and Amanda I want you to stay in charge of things, make sure she doesn't let up and make sure things don't go too far. Jennifer, Amanda is your maitresse now. She looks after you.". She gestured to the waiter, he came over and refilled their glasses. It was not lost on Amanda that he chose to stand over Jennifer in order to gaze down her gaping top at her gorgeous breasts as he poured the champagne.

Marianne wasn't finished yet though "Now Jenny...I think we all saw that you have a particularly pretty pink thong on underneath your skirt" Jennifer almost fainted with humiliation, was it that obvious? "...I think it would be wonderfully slutty if you went to the toilet and removed it. I think you will find an absence of underwear very liberating"


Jennifer could scarcely believe her ears, Professor Levieux was telling her to go commando in a michelin starred restaurant. She look to her for a hint that she might be joking and detected none. Marianne was fixing her in her icy glare. Jenny stood up and scurried off to the ladies room

Marianne smiled, she was wet with excitement. While Jennifer was away they discussed how they'd take this shy, homespun girl and heighten her discomfort for their own sadistic pleasures. She was already totally reliant on Amanda for her finances and the roof over her head. Now Marianne controlled her future prospects.....it was too good to be true. It was now just a matter of time before she was their sex-slave.

There was another reason for their actions beyond the sexual. Jennifer did have potential to be the star pupil, she was already a great tailor and her design assignments were always by far the best in the class but they were dull and conservative, they betrayed her timidity and lack of life-experience. Amanda on the other hand was bold, imaginative and avante garde but her collections lack cohesion and were never fully thought through.

It was Marianne's opinion that teaming the two of them up together could produce something very special. They two dominant women smiled as Jenny returned doing her best to hide the bright pink material in her hand.

She carried on her lust filled fantasising as they browsed the hideously expensive menu. She decided to push Jennifer further to see how she reacted, she nodded to the waiter to bring yet more champagne and whispered casually "Jenny darling, the waiter is on his way...He's obviously a red-blooded male full of lust for you...I've decided you'll ask him take away your thong....A little souvenir. Think about how you'll do it. Don't let me down"

Amanda was so excited as she watched Jennifer intently. This was key, up until now things were private and discreet but Marianne was pushing her to be overt and outrageous. If she did this she was truly submissive and would be the perfect pet for her.

Jenny's head was spinning, could she really do this? It was outrageous. She had never acted this way but she remembered this version of Jenny was just a character, a construct for their social experiment. She needed to think differently, to be the person the clothes suggested. She didn't have much time, the waiter was approaching. She looked him feigning a confidence she definitely didn't feel "Excuse me, would you take this and put it with our coats".

Amanda almost clapped with joy as Jenny presented her thong to the waiter...he was stunned at first, then delighted at the gift from the scantily clad young woman. He doubtless thought he'd be getting some cheap sex with her later.

He walked away glancing back at Jennifer as he did. Amanda immediately squeezed up against Jennifer "oh my God you are a natural...that was amazing" she squealed.

Marianne was more restrained equally positive "You see how your appearance can either empower or entrap...you have that man utterly in lust with you" then she leaned forward "...and I can see from the way you are flushed that you found it exciting too didn't you"

Jennifer was blushing furiously "It was a crazy thing to do, he probably thinks I am a complete tramp"

Amanda slid next to Jennifer and put her arm round her new plaything, she put her other hand on ther thigh just above the hem of her skirt, which meant it was mere inches away from her crotch.

"Tramp? Don't be so modest....you look a million dollars and totally wanton. That guy would take you into the back room and do anything you wanted. Hell I bet we could get our meal for free" she chuckled "...he's not the only one either, that waitress with the short blonde her has been feasting her eyes on you too Jenny" Amanda was eager to push Jennifer towards thinking about other women sexually too.

Marianne joined in "You see how powerful you are when you employ your sexuality....I want you to go up to that waitress and get me and you a gin and tonic, while you are asking stroke her arm and bite your lip....seduce her. You will see how helplessly people are drawn into your sexuality...now go on, consider this your next assignment"

It was going to be a long evening for their plaything.