Lost in Fashion - Part 8

As Veronica left the two girls hugged with excitement, the stresses of the earlier fight completely forgotten. They were impressing Professor LeVieux, this was beyond perfect. They were deliriously happy and for Jenny the humiliation of wearing these clothes was forgotten.

They chatted for a while about the incident in the lift but all of a sudden Jenny felt less miserable...there was a point to all this. It was all going to be worth it. For Amanda's part she was having trouble not gawking at her housemate, the amount of flesh she was showing was scandalous and her smooth, pal skin was making her aroused. She was going to have this girl, nothing was going to stand in the way.

The rest of the morning the girls spent apart. Amanda had a business studies class whilst Jenny had some study time and then French class. The business class was particularly boring and Amanda positioned herself at the back so she could use her phone. It was time for some cyber-stalking.

Jenny was currently in the campus library. She'd found herself a discreet corner where her outfit would not bring too much attention, she had been reading for 15 minutes but temptation got the better of her and she checked her phone. Like most people Jenny had Facebook and Twitter plus the fashion student's essential tool Pinterest, she gave these a cursory check before switching over to her guilty secret...the twitter account she kept to indulge her darker, kinkier side.

No-one would suspect to look at this diligent straight-a student but she indulged her wildest fantasies with a completely secret persona...completely secret until Amanda had discovered it a few weeks into their friendship.

Since then Amanda had been working her way into @fashionslavex's confidence with a secret persona of her own. There were times when they were actually in the same room tweeting each other and Jenny had no idea. Amanda was slowly finding out more and more about Jenny's submissive side whilst gradually encouraging her to live out her fantasies. Jenny logged on to find a message from @KTheDomme. It was an account supposedly based in the US but in was being controlled from a phone not 200 yards from her current location. Jenny had never entertained bisexual leanings but more and more she was fantasising about it when she spoke to her "American" confidente.

Amanda's message read "@fashionslavex You've been quiet, where is my little kitten?"

Jenny replied "@KTheDomme Hi Mistress, Had some domestic issues but things are looking up"

"Oh? Does this mean my little fashionista has her scholarship" came the twitter reply after arond 5 minutes

Jenny was excited, this domme seemed to know exactly how to push her buttons whenever they chatted...it was always hot whenever they were online together. Jenny typed as quickly as she could "No, a friend has rescued me by letting me move in with her, I feel like a damsel in distress"

"ooooh lucky you...single bed or double" Amanda replied suppressing a giggle.

"Nooooo nothing like that Mistress, she is wonderful though. I am so lucky to have a friend like her"

Amanda was touched by the kind words but felt no guilt whatsoever in this subterfuge. She had been teasing and titillating Jenny for weeks. She knew her new housemate was a submissive bisexual even if she would not admit it even to herself. The financial situation let her draw Jenny into her home, the rest was going to take care of itself now. With Professor LeVieux's help Jenny was destined to become Amanda's submissive lover, the thought made her tingle with excitement.

"So will she become a strict housemate...You'd like that I bet"

"She sort of already is *blush*"

"Oh? Tell me more my little Kitten" Amanda often used affectionate but domineering language like that and without fail Jenny reacted to it.

"*Blushes more* prrrrrrrrrrrrrrr" replied Jenny evasively

"Don't dodge the question Kitten"

"Well she is picking my clothes for me as part of a university project"

"I like the sound of her already. What has she got you wearing?"

Jenny was revelling in the attention from this strong, confident dominatrix. She had always felt like a silly little girl fantasising about these dark desires but now she realised she was actually living them out. She was under the control of another woman. She blushed at what Amanda might think if she knew of these desires. She might be disgusted and make her move out. Jenny took a deep breath and typed "She had me wear a maid outfit earlier, now I am dressed like Britney Fucking Spears".

The intervening minutes felt like an eternity. Jenny realised how turned on she was right now and waited eagerly for the notification of a new tweet.

"I bet you are loving it aren't you, are you getting lots of attention"

"It's sooooo embaressing...I am getting a bit too much attention TBH"

"Tell your Mistress K all about your outfit and all about this attention"

Over the next series of tweets Jenny outlined her clothes and the earlier episode in the lift. Eventually Amanda replied "Well, sounds like you've certainly turned heads...when are you meeting those guys"

Jennifer smiled, Trust Mistress K to try and up the ante. She typed back "I don't think so, they were a touch presumptuous don't you think"

Now it was Amanda's turn to smile "Perhaps they were presuming you were a sexual submissive dressed to thrill and wanting to be dominated by them" she tweeted and then followed up immediately with "Would it have been so bad if you'd have let them take you away with them" and a further tweet "Isn't that what you crave"

Jenny was excited just thinking about what those guys would have done to her if she'd have went with them. Mistress K seemed to have an unnatural knack of pushing her buttons. She tweeted back "That is a bit too much for me"

Amanda was getting so excited by all of this, in the past 48 hours she had pushed Jennifer far further than she'd thought possible. She was close to breaking through that timid exterior and unleashing the inner submissive. When that happened Amanda knew that it would be her Jennifer would gravitate towards. She took the plunge "the next guy or girl who comes onto you I want to be totally submissive, do not resist. This will be good for you Kitten"

Jenny was getting nervous now. KtheDomme had always pushed her gently towards being more submissive. Never anything too demanding but ever so slowly out of her comfort zone. Endless reading assignments, explicits roleplays, days without panties...it was always sometihng private but something deliciously fun. Jenny thought back to a day when her and Amanda had gone jogging on a day when MistressK had forbidden her from wearing a bra. She was sure Amanda would comment but her friend hadn't although she surely must have noticed Jenny's bouncing boobs. She was just thinking of an evasive reply when a new tweet arrived "You may consider it an order, relax, be passive, be submissive. Tell me all about it later my Kitten"

Jenny looked at the tweet...she certainly had a challenge on her hands now