Lost in Fashion - Part 10

Jennifer stood in front of Georgina, she was breathless after her orgasm and felt utterly utterly bewildered by what had just happened to her. The girl had literally taken possession of her body and made her cum and she'd done nothing to stop it. The thought made her tingle.

Georgina seemed utterly aloof and detached from the fact that she had just had her hands on her pussy and that only made the whole thing more surreal. Jennifer went to speak but Georgina pressed her finger to her lips "Shhhh" then she handed her the books "...check these out for me and remember to ask about Female lead BDSM and male submission". With that Georgina turned around and walked off.

Jennifer was totally and utterly stunned by what had just happened. How could a total stranger have been so bold. Her outfit had attracted attention all day but this beautiful, voluptuous girl had simply breezed into her life and seduced her with barely a word. She hadn't even asked her name, like it was irrelevant or something, It was too much to take in. She sat for a moment on the step and tried to compose herself. She thought about the recent events and attempted to process them in her mind.

After a short while she her mind began to clear. She gathered up the books and made her way to the counter. Georgina had added a couple more presumably from the lower shelves. There was "A History of Lesbian Erotica" and "Fetishwear in Fashion". Very appropriate she thought.

Her breath quickened as she approached the counter. There was a middle aged female librarian there an Jennifer saw her eyes widen as she noticed her outfit. This was going to be so embarrassing but excitement coursed through her. This was easily the wildest day of her life.

She placed the small pile of books on the table and the librarian gazed through the titles. Jennifer detected a twitch as she bleeped the titles through. This trampily dressed student was amassing quite a reading list. Jennifer was aware of the presence behind her. A glance over her shoulder revealed it was one of the guys from the earlier encounter in the elevator "Perfect" thought Jenny, there was no hiding the fact that she was checking out a load of erotic art and sex manuals.

A gasp escaped her lips as she felt a had cup her ass cheek. The guy had done in extremely subtly but again she was being groped in public. Was she really going to let this intrusion take place. She had just been given one of the best orgasms of her life by a total stranger, she was under orders from MistressF to submit to people, this was her "Get out of jail free" card. She wasn't just allowing herself to be pawed like a piece of meat, she was submitting and surrendering just like in her countless fantasies.

The librarian, a consummate professional, managed to finish the scanning without saying anything judgemental. She probably presumed it was a dare or a bet. She avoided eye contact with Jenny at all times however. Anything else?" she asked

Jennifer felt a rush as she took the opportunity for her next reckless act of public self-humiliation "Yes, can I order a copy of 'Female lead BDSM and male submission' by Victoria DuVey please". Upon hearing this she felt the hand move away from her ass immediately. It was all is could do not to burst out laughing on the spot. Jenny waited for the librarian to note down the title and then turned on her heels. She raised an eyebrow to the boy who was now looking a lot less cocky than he had been earlier.

The librarian, unaware of the contact between the two students, simply nodded and called out "Next" 

Jennifer returned to where she'd been reading previously and found Georgina waiting for her. She sat next to her and placed the books on the table. Georgina smiled "Well done, I knew you were a good girl as soon as I set eyes on you". The praise was patronising in the extreme but for some reason Jenny found herself thrilled by it.

Georgina opened the books and began flicking through the pages. She seemed to be ignoring Jenny now but after about a minute her hand settled on Jenny's bare thigh and began to stroke and caress it. Once again she surrendered to the pawing and soon the hand was moving higher and the caresses became gentle scratches with Georgina's nails. All the while Georgina never even acknowledged her companion.

Jennifer spent the next half hour in total silence sitting motionless as Georgina caressed and teased her thigh.


After a short while Georgina stopped the stroking and looked across at her "I have to go, it's been wonderful playing with you". She rose and petted Jenny's head before walking away...she had been desperate to kiss this deliciously innocent young submissive but Amanda had asked her to avoid that as she wanted Jenny's first lesbian kisses to be from her. She knew however that Amanda would let her play with her new pet before too long. They were firm friends and partners in crime when it came to sexual adventure.

Jenny watched Georgina leave absolutely bewildered by what had transpired. Again she took a few moments to try and work out what had just happened.

She pulled out her phone from her bag and logged onto Twitter "@KTheDomme I submitted as ordered Mistress"

At that very moment Amanda was on the phone to Georgina finding out all about the encounter for herself. She was ecstatic with how it had gone. She knew Georgina was an expert dominatrix but she was unaware of just how willing a submissive Jenny was. This was beyond perfect. She hung up and noticed a twitter alert on the screen "Good girl" she thought as she read the tweet.

"@fashionslavex Tell me more"

over the next series of tweets "fashionslavex" told "KTheDomme" all about her encounter leaving out the detail of the public orgasm but confessing to allowing herself to being thoroughly groped by a total stranger. Amanda smiled as she noted that even in her secret twitter persona Jenny was shy and reserved. It made it even better. She allowed Jennifer to finish her description and then tweeted back "@fashionslavex I am so happy with you kitten, you are going to love your next assignment"

"@KTheDomme There's more??????" Jenny replied. Although incredulous of how demanding her twitter dominatrix was she was loving this adventure so much. She was desperate to get home so she could lock her door and masturbate thinking about her experiences today.

"@fashionslavex Yes, a simple one. You are to call your housemate 'Mistress' at least once today. You can be subtle but you have to do this"

Jenny looked at her screen. She actually smiled at the ridiculousness of her situation. Could she really do this? Amanda was her landlady now and Jenny owed her a tonne of money. She didn't want to do anything to jepardise that. However Professor LeVieux had actually said that Amanda had to be her Mistress and control her anyway. It was like she was suddenly a passenger in her own life...and she was loving it.

"@KTheDomme I will do it" she replied.

After that there was no replies so Jenny piled up the books and looked over towards the library counter. The middle aged lady from earlier had gone and her colleague was a tubby, bearded man. She decided she'd had enough adventure for one day and so packed the books in her bag. It was time to catch up with Amanda and go home.

Although the two girls made an odd site with Amanda dressed in smart fashionable clothes and Jennifer dressed like an spring-break club-bunny. Most people would feel a twinge of guilt from the utterly dishonest proceedings today. Taking control of a person's life, secretly stalking them on on twitter, manipulating them, arranging for a tryst, manoeuvring them into compromising positions. It was all thoroughly despicable but Amanda didn't experience even a flicking of remorse. To her this was just a game, and it was one she intended to win.

They chatted about various things but Jenny didn't mention her liaison with Georgina at all much to Amanda's amusement. Eventually Amanda noted Jenny getting quieter and slightly more tense. She guessed, correctly, that the weight of her latest assignment was weighing heavily on her housemate's mind.
 She broke the silence with simple question "So what shall we have for dinner?"

There was a pause before Jenny replied quietly "I don't know...whatever you'd prefer..." Jenny half turned away and whispered "...Mistress".

Amanda smiled inwardly to herself. Nice try she thought. If she wasn't ready & waiting for it she would have probably missed it. "What was that?" She said

Jenny jumped realising she'd been busted "What?" she replied hurriedly

"What did you call me?" Amanda asked

"Erm...nothing" said Jenny oh shit, she thought. How could she be so stupid.

Amanda pressed home her advantage, they were alone in the car. There was nowhere for Jenny to run "Mistress? Did you call me Mistress?"

Jenny was aghast now, she desperately tried to come up with an excuse but found none "No...I can't remember" she blurted lamely. She had taken things too far and was terrified how Amanda would react now

Amanda had her trapped now "Jenny, seriously...why did you call me Mistress?"

Jenny was totally lost now, Amanda was hitting her with a well thought out series of questions and Jenny, totally unprepared, couldn't offer any answers "I don't know"

Amanda "Is it because I am now in control of you, with the maid work and then controlling you clothes? I don't want to be this evil bitch to you"

Jenny was totally lost now, she was on the verge of tears. "No, you aren't a bitch...Forget it please"

Amanda let the silence drag on for minutes, the tension...artificial from her point of your but frantically real from Jenny's was unbearable. Eventually Amanda spoke "I think it's a good idea"

Jenny was stunned "What is?"

"You calling me Mistress...if that's what you want?"

Again Jenny could feel her life spiralling out of control. She was totally unaware that this was just another of Amanda's vicious set-ups. She had no answer to this expert manipulation. She went on "It's been on my mind a lot...Before this week we were just Jenny and Amanda...now I am your landlady and your boss and I am also dressing you as provocatively as I possibly can for our assignment. It is so weird for me...."

Again Jenny was mute

"...If you call me Mistress it will protect the real, ordinary us from getting fucked up by all this. Does that make sense?"

Jenny couldn't think of anything to say, she was mortified but this conversation. "I...I suppose so" she whispered.

"Okay then I really think this is a good idea, if you are going to call me Mistress I am going to need a name for you. I am sure as hell not going to call you Slave or anything like that. What shall I call you?" she asked

She knew the answer long before Jenny plucked up the courage to open her mouth.

When the reply did come it was little more that a whisper "Kitten"

It was all Amanda could do not to let out a triumphant cheer.

Lost in Fashion - Part 9.2

Jenny's excitement levels were heading through the roof as she followed Georgina into one of the aisles. "Was this all really happening?" she thought to herself. The curvy redhead breezed along beckoning over her shoulder with her finger. Seemingly it didn't enter her head that Jenny mightn't follow. She stopped next to a small set of steps that had been left there in one of the aisles "Grab this for me please honey?" she asked and smiled sweetly. Jennifer remembered her mission and so obeyed. She was taken aback by how presumptuous this girl was but knew this was a perfect was of fulfilling the task assigned to her. She picked up the steps and Georgina smiled "Thank you" she said sweetly then stroked Jenny's bare arm "You are so cute".

Georgina and Amanda had known each other for years and she was already fully versed in Jennifer's predicament. She knew that she was totally dependent on Amanda now and that she had no control over her attire and appearance. Amanda had done a marvelous job in sluttifying this once prim and proper young student. The t-shirt and shorts combo made Georgina's mouth water, Jennifer was totally on display with a plunging neckline displaying an unmissable amount of cleavage abover and her tummy and a slither of underboob visible below. The shorts were no less revealing. They barely covered her buttocks and showed off her legs in their entirety. She made a truly delicious site and Georgina, knowing she had just been given instructions from her twitter domme, wanted to take her submission to the next level.

Georgina set off again and once more beckoned over her shoulder for Jenny to follow. This time her route took her passed the front desk of the library. A few people stopped to stare at this strikingly beautiful voluptuous young lady breezing across the lobby with a sluttily dressed companion trailing in her wake. Georgina lead them to another aisle and stopped halfway along. She reached up and stroked Jenny's face gently "You are such an angel" she said "I need you to get some books I'm interested off the top shelf here". Jenny frowned, she was a little taller than Georgina but not that much, "What was going on here" she thought.

As she climbed the steps to the top it become apparent what Georgina was up to. They were firmly in the middle of the erotica section and an array of adult books were just inches from her eyeline. From below she heard Georgina say "That's it, could you grab me 'Burlesque...a pictorial history'. Jenny smiled at Georgina's trap. She was now totally immobile and surrounded by adult reading material. She looked for the volume and took it down from the shelf handing it to Georgina. "Great" she said "...now I need 'The Chastity Belt by Victoria DuVey'". Jenny scanned the titles, all were reference books on sexuality and sexual art. She wondered if these were books Georgina really wanted or this was her way of teasing her. She grabbed the requested book and glanced at the cover, tt featured a tasteful black and whire photo of a torso and groin but the groin was totally encased in a steel belt. Jenny flushed as she looked at it and hurriedly passed it down.

Georgina shouted up again, now I need 'Female lead BDSM and male submission' by Valerie Connington. This time someone else was walking down the aisle and looked round sharply as they overheard the book title. It was a guy and he lingered to look at the two young girls discussing adult reference books in the middle of the faculty library. Georgina turned to look at him "She's trying a few things out" she announced casually making both Jenny and the guy blush furiously. The male student beat a hasty retreat and Jenny stood atop the step trying to come to terms with the position she found herself in. Her reverie was broken by Georgina saying "The book?"

This time she could not locate the title. She had been up there about a minute and called down "I don't tihnk it's here". Georgina moved closed to Jenny and called up "Maybe the top shelf. Jenny was about two foot in the air atop the step and so had to stretch to see the books on the top shelf. She was acuely aware that her outfit of tiny denim shorts and a baggy t-shirt that barely covered either the top or bottom of her breasts meant she was totally on display up there. As she looked up to the top shelf she felt Georgina's hands on her bare thighs "Don't fall" she said. A jolt of excitement surged through Jenny as she surrenderd her body to this stranger's caresses. She looked for the book and then gasped as Georgina moved one of her hands higer slipping under the edge of the shorts. She was allowing this women to stroke her upper thigh in the middle of the university library...the thought made her weak at the knee.

She still couldn't see the book Georgina wanted and every second she was up there Georgina's hands were getting bolder. One hand was now slipped right under her shorts and cupping her ass cheek whilst the other was stroking her inner thigh. It was so shockingly exciting it was driving her towards orgasm in record time. "Georgina" she whimpered

"Yes" came the reply

"I...." Jennifer began but then realised she had no idea what she was about to say. Although this was one of the more discreet aisles in the library anyone could disturb them at any time. The very thought made her blush.

Georgina whispered "Is this better babe..." and moved her hand further up so it was now pressing against Jenny's pussy "...or should I stop". It was almost too much to bare, her legs felt like they were going to buckle but Georgina didn't stop. She pressed her fingers gently against her pussy lips and they parted easily. It was slick with arousal and Georgina was soon stroking her clit. "Should I stop?"

"OH FUCK" thought Jenny. This couldn't be happening. She was being stroked to orgasm in the library by a complete stranger...and it was a woman. She had never had a real-life lesbian experience until now. She had always fantasised about it but had never even kissed another girl and now this. Her fingers were gently and sensuously teasing her clit expertly and her body was responding so wonderfully. It was delicious. Jenny had to grab the bookshelf to stop herself from collapsing. She bit her lip to stifle the groans. Again Georgina teased and taunted her. She whispered "You don't seem to want me to stop" and she felt lips press against her thigh.

It felt like time had stood still. The only thing Jenny could process was the fingers endlessly stroking and caressing her pussy. In no time at all the waves of orgasm overtook her and she sqeueaking with pleasure before biting her finger in an effort to stay silent.

She'd cum...her first lesbian experience. Her first time with someone she wasn't in a relationaship with, her first time in public. It was all too mind-blowing.

She felt the hands retreat and Georgina eased back a little bit. She offered Jenny her hand and she shakily stepped down from the ladder.

The tension hung in the air......

Some weekend reading

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Lost in Fashion - Part 9.1

Jennifer looked round furtively, her stomach lurched at the thought of being so reckless. All her adult life she had enjoyed indulging her fantasy world whilst maintaining a prim, respectable exterior. Over the past few days things had began to spiral into realms she'd only really dreamt of previously.

She mulled over the challenge her twitter dominatrix had sent her and imagined what could have happened earlier if she had allowed the basketball team to lead her away. It made her heart pound and breathing ragged. She had always gotten such a thrill in the small little surrenders MistressK had imposed on her but this was a whole new level. She looked over the conversation with K, she had walked into it really, she couldn't resist showing off about but K's instincts were so sharp, she seemed to sense her recent submissiveness almost immediately.

The library was quiet for the time being, the only other person occupying the desks was a buxom redheaded girl. Jennifer entertained the thought of being submissive to her, she really was so voluptuous. She had never had a bisexual experience but had thought about it a lot recently especially given the enforced intimacy of her new arrangement with Amanda. She let her mind wander back to the restaurant...she had been so terrified of her challenges then but coming on to Kelly was the ones she had thought about long into the night.

No, she thought...she had no idea if the girl would be interested in another woman or indeed what she herself would do if it turned out the girl was. She would have to cast her net wider.

She walked past the girl. Her ivory skin was perfect, it almost seemed to glow and her voluptuous curves seemed to demand to be looked. Although Jennifer had always been happy with her lithe body the site of this rubenesque beauty made Jennifer feel small and unremarkable in comparison. The girl look over as she sensed her approach and stared at her. Jennifer was a vision of sluttyness in her outfit. The girl tilted her head quizzically and turned round to watch her pass. Perhaps there was something there after all. She passed as close as she dared to the girl and on into the aisles of books. For good measure she looked back over her shoulder and found the girl had turned round to watch her go. A rush of excitement overcame her. 48 hours ago she would never have dreamt of wearing this sort of outfit and revelling in the lust of a total stranger.

Even though the "experiment" was a sham she was certainly learning more about how clothes changed people's perception.

Now there were more people around in this section of the library. She felt almost predatorial as she looked for a target. Ordinarily Jennifer's natural shyness would make her fixate on someone unremarkable and average but this was fair ordinary. She strolled round and found the most handsome male she could approach.

She was stood at the end of one aisle of books when a voice behind her made her jump "That's quite an outfit...very striking".

Jennifer turned round to find the girl had followed her. It seemed events were out of her control. This, it seemed, was going to be her test of submissiveness. What she didn't realise was that this was all part of Amanda's plan. The girl, Georgina, was close friend of hers and was fully up to speed with "MistressK" and her instructions.

The girl smiled "You look so hot dressed like that...love those shorts and the t-shirt"

Jennifer felt trapped, she had her orders from MistressK and now this scenario was unfolding. She looked down and mumbled "Thanks glad you like it".

There was an awkward silence and eventually Jennifer looked up towards the girl. She was smiling, her full lips where glossy and a rich plum colour. There was no doubt about it, despite her full frame this was a very attractive, confident woman. She moved closer and said "I bet you turn a lot of heads dressed like that don't you"

Jennifer wanted to excuse herself but she remembered her instructions. Yet again she was being manipulated by Amanda without even realising. She tried to smile herself and said "Yeah, it seems so".

The girl edge closer still "I'm Georgina, it's lovely to meet someone as sexy as you". She offered her hand to Jennifer

Jennifer was stunned by her boldness but took the hand "I'm Jennifer" she said. Georgina held onto the hand and pulled herself closer still "Come with me" she whispered and with that she turn and walked away.

Jennifer was a riot of emotion. She realised where this could lead her, was she really surrendering like this? She knew that she should just run and make up something plausible to send to her twitter domme. Then something else occurred to her she was relishing this, she was totally turned on but how much of a spectacle she was making of herself and how little control she had. She knew she should turn and leave but the thrill of being submissive was intoxicating.

She followed Georgina down into one of the book aisles.