The Perfect Agent - Part 8

The elevator walls were covering in dark leather and Cassie quickly pushed Matt against the wall and started kissing and stroking him. She was voracious now with him at her mercy. Her hunger and desire were rampant. It was like no sexual encounter Matt had ever experienced before and it began to dawn on him the difference between the videos he'd seen online and a truly dominant woman. It was intoxicating and terrifying at the same time. Also lingering at the back of his mind was that he had no idea where his clothes and therefore his phone was. He had no way to check in with hq and report on his success.

The lift shot skywards and then eventually his stomach lurched as it decelerated to a stop. He looked at the numbers above the door, they appeared to be on the top floor. The lift doors parted and Cassie gently grabbed his cock and lead him out of the lift. He was panting and gasping for air after the hungry kissing they shared

At first Matt was nervous in case he was being taken, naked into a corridor but he soon realised that was childish...this was the penthouse suite of one of the most exclusive buildings in London and the place was utterly sumptuous.

Cassie looked over her shoulder and smiled at him "Being the head of a billion pound organisation does have it's perks darling".

The living room was bigger than Matt's entire apartment and had curtains all along one wall presumably covering windows. Matt only got to look at it briefly as he was lead, by his throbbing, swollen member, into the master bedroom. The room was darkened and illuminated by numerous candles. Black satin drapes covered the walls. Cassie smiled broadly "The house-staff here are fantastic". There was a bottle of champagne in an ice bucket next to the huge king-size four poster bed.

The air was thick with aroma and Matt surmised that the candles were scented. As if reading his mind Cassie took in a big breath and then sighed dreamily. "You might have guessed by now that scent and taste are so sensuous to me" she lead him to the bed and gently pressed on his chest indicating he should sit back.

In front of him she slowly removed her boots, stockings and bustier, she kept her eyes locked on his the entire time. Eventually she stood naked before him. She was a perfect vision of mature, womanly beauty. Her long hair draped elegantly over her shoulder and over one breast. Curvy, voluptuous and ripe...she exuded confidence and sexuality. Matt's cock twitched as he beheld her. She reached over to the bedside table and grabbed a crystal atomiser. She began liberally spraying her body with perfume ensuring that her breasts and thighs were coated before pouring two glasses of champagne and advancing towards Matt "Perfume can make me so aroused, it always has done...the right fragrance can drive me wild".

She climbed on the bed straddling him and handed him a glass. They chinked and drank the lust as thick in the air as the aromas. She took the glasses and placed them back next to the bottle before returning to her prey. She reached for the back of his head and pressed him into cleavage of those massive double G cup breasts "Another scent test baby....breathe deeply, savour it, let it engulf you". Matt complied breathing in as deeply as he could. His entire universe was perfume and warm, plush cleavage. He felt light headed and his cock twinged again with arousal.

She held him there for what felt like an eternity, after a time she began gently playing with his cock as she clasped him between her breasts. Matt was beginning to feel dizzy with the intensity of the perfume and the exquisite pleasuring Cassie was visiting on his cock.

Eventually she pushed him down on the bed and gazed down on him with a look of pure hunger "I can't even describe how fucking hot I am right now." It was, Matt thought, the first time he'd heard Cassie swear. She towered above him as she sat up on her knees, naked. He could feel power and superiority building in her as towered above him "Show me how a submissive worships a woman" she said and her hand snaked down to rest on the hair above hair pussy. Her index finger tapped the skin just above her lips leaving him in no doubt what was expects.

Matt didn't need telling twice, he was desperate to pleasure this rapacious older woman and quickly leaned up to plant a gentle kiss on one of her thick thigh then the other. If anything the perfume there was stronger and mixed sensuously with the rich aroma of her sex. The kisses were greeted with a purr of pleasure from Cassie and she open he legs wider. He leaned forward and Cassie held his head "Breathe deeply babe" Matt did so instantly "...Can you smell how hot you've got me". Matt merely nodded, Cassie continued "you went to that club to learn about dominance and submission...so far you've been the perfect pupil....I want you to kiss my pussy as a sign that you submit to me and want me to guide you into this world".

Matt was not acting as an undercover agent now, he was merely a lust fuelled man desperate to please this demanding older woman. He leaned forward and placed a gently, almost reverent kiss on Cassie's pussy.

She groaned "mmmmmmm" and pushed herself down onto his face.

Matt had always been enthusiastic when it came to giving oral sex but this was different. His desire was through the roof and it all seemed to focus on worshipping Cassie. He began kissing and then lapping at her pussy which was sopping wet with arousal. Cassie was soon moaning as his oral ministrations became bolder. He reached around and cupped her buttocks pulling her tighter onto his face.

The pussy worship seemed to last and last. Cassie was soon gripping his hair and writhing with lust. He felt climaxes shudder through her body and screams reverberate around the bedroom. She clamped her strong, thick thighs onto his head and blotted out everything other than her body. She literally filled his universe.

He kisses and licked and probed with his tongue and still she seemed to want more. His efforts were driving her wild and more climaxes shuddered through her body. Even through the plump flesh he could hear her screams of ecstasy. It built and built and built. He reached up to cup Cassie's breasts and stroke her swollen nipples. Cassie locked her eyes on his and he redoubled the intensity of his tongue swirling over her engorged clit...it was driving her wild.

With a scream she began to fully, fully cum and her hot salty juices gushed into his mouth and over his face as she wailed in pleasure. The orgasm seemed to roll and roll and carry but eventually her shudders subsided. She collapsed on top of him panting.

After a few minutes where Matt simply hugged Cassie as she lay on top of him she raised her head and chuckled "Oh my God......you are a natural darling". She began kissing him seemingly oblivious to the fact her orgasm was coating his face. "You are absolutely perfect" she murmured and hugged him tightly.

As she did so she began toying with Matt's still swollen cock. As it began to get more and more stiff she slithered down of the bed to allow her to kneel in front of it. She carried on stroking it and placing little kisses on the head. Soon it was Matt's turn to groan as Cassie expertly brought him towards orgasm.

She begin to stroke more intensely until Matt moaned "Oh YES" and was sure an orgasm would come but Cassie reduced her intensity and allowed his pleasure to subside. Again she brought him close but reducing her pleasuring and switching to kissing and licking just enough to hold him at the edge but not enough to finally cum. She continued this amazing tease until Matt was writhing with pleasure. She kissed it once again and looked past the rigid pulsing cock to Matt "You deserve to cum so much, I couldn't cum again no matter what but it looks like this is about to exploded" she giggled "Say the word and I suck your cock and gulp down every last drop...but first I want you know that it would please me so much if you agreed to stay chaste until the morning...then we can cum together.....it'd make me so happy but I know how horny you must be" as she spoke she interspersed kisses and licks across the sensitive head of his cock. It was an awesomely sensuous tease "...it's your choice hun...I will love sucking your cock....sucking you dry but if you submit to me and stay chaste I will be so pleased with you".

It was, Matt realise, a test of his submission and surrender. Desperate as he was to finally cum he knew he must bow down to his new lover...when he thought about it he wanted to please Cassie.

"Please" he said "keep me chaste". he said

A look a pure delight lit up Cassie's perfect, round face...she crawled forward and hugged him "You REALLY know how to make a girl happy" she said

They kissed and cuddled for a while and the sexual tension ebbed from the room. Eventually she pulled the silk sheets and there bodies and she manoeuvred round so they were spooning with her and the back.

"One more request from your demanding bitch" she said breaking the silence

Matt craned round "Anything"

Cassie frowned with mock anger "I think from now on you should call me Mistress" she said

Matt smiled bashfully "Anything Mistress"

"Good boy" she smiled, she reached up and toyed with the collar he had been wearing since earlier. Matt had actually forgotten he had it on. She unclasped it "This will never do to sleep in" she said and turned over to place it in the bedside draw, what she turned back she had a thicker more elaborate collar in her hands. It was wider and re-enforced with metal. It also had two wrist cuffed attached via two short chains

She held them up "You wanted to learn about BDSM" she said with a smile.

With Matt secured they resumed their spooning. Cassie wrapped her arms around him and pressed her body into his back "Sweet dreams" she whispered.

Matt lay there thinking about everything that had happened, the mission, his subterfuge, his current position. It had been an amazing rollercoaster of a week but now things seemed very real

Lost in Fashion - Part 13.4

The three girls chinked glasses and began discussing the task Professor Levieux had given Jenny. The barman's actions seemed to be typical of so many males confronted  with Jenny's skimpy attire. The girls sipped their drinks and debated the state of the world in terms of attitudes and equality. It was true that Jenny was dressing provocatively but the fact that it brought out so many preconceptions and senses of entitlement was the thing Jenny most resented. Out of the corner of her eye she saw the barman grinning and whispering to his male colleague, she got the distinct impression that they were the main topic if conversation.

They chatted amiably, after the pawing and groping earlier getting to know Georgina normally was almost surreal for Jenny although if it bothered Georgina she gave no outward sign. After a while Amanda noted another group of women enter the bar and after they had passed she noted the barman nudge his co-conspirator and nod towards them. He winked and smiled knowingly thinking he was not being observed. It was pissing Amanda off but it gave her an idea.

She turned to Jenny "Okay, I want that pig of a barman taking down a few pegs and you are our secret agent"

Jenny moved closer to Amanda, she had also been angry at being casually objectified by him and so was all ears to find out what she had in mind.

Amanda continued "Your mission, should you decide to accept it, is to head to the bar and order us a hideously expensive bottle of champagne...teach him not to pre-judge people. If he dares to condescend you I want you rip him apart.". She took three fifty pound notes out of her purses and placed them in front of Jenny.

Georgina leaned in too "If you want to walk out we will be right behind you hun."

The two socialites looked at their scantily clad friend. She bit her lip. Yet again she was moving out of her comfort zone. She was naturally shy and submissive and she'd spent her life avoiding confrontation...still she had been offended by his lecherousness". She picked up her drink and drained it in one.

She took the money and approached the bar. The barman walked over to meet her flashing his winning smile. God, thought Jenny, he was so handsome. She was hoping he would be chauvinistic because she wan't sure she could resist his charm offensive.

He didn't disappoint. "So babe..." he said grabbing a bottle of gin "...would you like to help me perfect my 'Slow Comfortable Screw against the Wall'?" Then he grabbed a bottle of Bailey "or do you like Blow Jobs?"

Jenny glared "Firstly, I'm not your babe...secondly I'll be having Cristal Champagne not some lame excuse for a double entendre...and thirdly you might want to explain why you just cost you and your colleagues their biggest tip of the night". She held out the fifty pound notes. The two other staff members looked on horrified at the tension that had suddenly descended.

In the end the he took the notes in silence. Jenny couldn't resist adding "DON'T keep the change".

The female waitress took the opportunity to move over and diffuse the situation "I'll bring your drinks and your change over to you Madame" she said in a calm, accented voice.

Jenny merely nodded, turned and returned to her booth as casually as she could.

As she returned Amanda smiled at her and discreetly gave her a fistbump. Georgina winked. Jenny let out a breath and casually announced "Drinks are on there way".

Presently the waitress approached with a tray containing the wine bottle in a bucket of ice and three glasses. She placed them on the table and whilst arranging the glasses whispered "That. Was. Awesome."

Jenny smiled shyly.

Amanda responded quietly "He deserves it, does he letch over all the customers?"

The waitress began pouring the champagne into the glasses "That's Rick...He thinks because he manages a cocktail bar he is some sort of...playboy" her voice was clearly central European or Scandinavian "...he thinks he owns the place".

Georgina took a sip of the wine and casually nodded to the waitress to pour more "You seem to be the only one doing any work...I'm Georgina, this is Mandy and this is our agent provocateur Jenny."

The woman smiled warmly "I am Heidi...and if you need more drinks just wave".

They did need more drinks, they had three more rounds of drinks at the bar and each time Heidi brought them over. Georgina in particular ensured she lingered for conversation and Jenny wondered if she detected that predatory glint in her eye.

The drink was certainly flowing and Jenny, who hadn't really drank in months due to her finances was feeling extremely tipsy, she was also flushed with power after her victory against the barman.

It was Amanda who suggested they leave, after that much alcohol it wasn't feasible to cook and they girls were a little too raucous for a restaurant so they agreed to head back to Amanda's and order in takeaway. Before they left however Georgina called Heidi over one last time. "So when do you finish" she enquired

Heidi checked her watch "Not, long half past eight and I am free to leave" she said with a wistful smile.

Impulsive as Georgina decided to act, she took out her address book and began writing "Well we are going for more drinks at Mandy's and you deserve to join the fun". As she left she trailed her fingers delicately across the back of Heidi's hand and allowed their eye contact to linger for a second. She tore out the page and handed it to her. Jenny smiled to herself, it seemed Georgina had her sites on this striking older Scandinavian woman. That might mean Jenny herself was safe from Georgina's seduction techniques.

Back at Amanda's the liquor cabinet was well and truly thrown open and much giggling light hearted fun ensued. Jenny was feeling more relaxed than she had done in ages and Amanda was delighted to see some of her previous light-heartedness return. They sat round the coffee table and gorged themselves on pizza and laughed at Rick's expense and talked up Jenny's role as a feminist avenger. For the first time that week she almost felt comfortable in her babe-wear.

Georgina, Jenny mused, was like no girl she'd ever met. Sexually voracious, utterly liberated and without any boundaries whatsoever. At one point she was moaning about a pain in her back, without even hesitating she gently cupped Jenny's breast and said "Your boobs are so perfect, beautiful shape, desirable but not too heavy". Jenny was still reeling from the casually groping when Georgina grabbed Jenny's had and roughly thrust it onto the underside of Georgina's own breast "My Aunt Arabella doesn't call me GG because of my name". In truth Georgina's breasts were the most substantial Jenny had ever seen and the weight of them was impressive. Georgina made a groan and closed her eyes "I might be asking for back rubs later guys".

The evening continued in this vein until they were interrupted by the doorbell. Georgina leapt to her feet and said that will be our new friend. Sheepishly Heidi was ushered into the room, she smiled and held up a bottle of gin "Am I too late to join the party?".

Georgina pulled off Heidi's coat and said "It's only just starting".

The drinking games started with Georgina as the cocktail waitress. Heidi, it turned out, was studying for a doctorate in the UK and worked in the bar after college. She joined the group seamlessly and soon everyone was utterly relaxed and more than a bit tipsy. Georgina, predictably, was a genius with liquor and was subtly hiding more alcohol in Jenny and Heidi's drinks. In fact some of hers and Amanda's were merely mixers. She let everyone get merry before asking Amanda if she had any cards "Strip Poker time", Heidi and Jenny cheered drunkenly and descended into giggles.

When one of you is dealing against three others it is difficult to truly fix again of cards. When you are sober and others at the table are drunk it makes it easier...when one of the four players is deliberately engineering it so the dealer wins the whole thing is, for someone as devious as Georgina, a walk in the park.

Soon Amanda was down to her bra and Heidi was not far behind. Jenny was fairing better but then again her outfit meant she was starting with a big head-start on everyone else.

Amanda groaned and slammed her cards down. This lost meant her trousers would have to be jettisoned. Jenny was actually enjoying seeing Amanda lose her clothes for once. Next Heidi lost meaning she was down to just knee socks, panties and bra. Jenny had gotten off lightly by just losing she shoes and kneesocks however she now only had had her mini-skirt and halterneck top. Georgina had merely lost her tights and skirt.

Heidi lost again, she groaned and was about to remove her socks when unexpectedly Georgina came to her rescue "As I won the hand I will allow a forfeit".

Heidi raised an eyebrow "And what would that be?"

Georgina grins "Pig-tails...A girl called Heidi should have pigtails....I am betting you'd look great with them".

Heidi took the offer immediately and plaited her hair either side. The effect on this fully grown woman was girlish and slutty at the same time especially given her state of undress.

Georgina tipped more gin in Heidi's glass and fixed her in her gaze "You should definitely wear your hair like that".

The atmosphere was taking a sultry turn as the girls stripped. Amanda and Jenny both lost big on the next hand and faced the choice of either going topless or exposing their pussies. Jenny was pretty drunk and feeling utterly invincible whilst Amanda was making a show of bemoaning the game.

Georgina knew this was her signal "Okay then, forfeit time...you guys snog for a minute and you are in the clear".

Amanda looked round and faked indignation "WHAT???". Jenny stayed silent, all week she'd been getting pushed to think of Amanda as her Mistress and lover and now this. She tingled at the thought and at the thought of telling @KtheDomme about it.

Georgina egged the two girls on "I think me and Heidi would enjoy some girl on girl action".

Heidi for her part joined in "Wooooooo"

Georgina sipped her drink "Come on girls, strip or kiss....those are your options"

In the end it was Jenny who made the decision "Kiss" she said and Amanda's heart leapt. She was going to have her little kitten. Trying to look both nonchalant and self-conscious at the same time is tricky. She brushed away her her before awkwardly moving her face towards Jenny's. Oh god, she thought, she was so beautiful. Their lips touched and gently pressed together more. Amanda placed her hand on Jenny's, closed her eyes and kissed her more firmly before opening her eyes again. Jenny had hairs closes and moaned ever so slightly. Amanda parted her lips slightly and was utterly overjoyed when she felt Jenny do the same. This was it she thought, she allowed their tongues to meet and their lips engulf each other.

They lost each other in the kiss, Amanda reached up and touched Jenny's cheek. The minute seemed to go over far too quickly. A drunken kissing game after a rigged game of strip poker. Amanda didn't care, the wheels were in motion now.

Georgina broken the silence "Oh my God guys, you two are unbelievable!"

The tension eased and the giggles returned. Amanda put her arm round Jenny and feigned innocence "The things two naive girls have to do to keep their clothes on".

Heidi chuckled and preened her newly gained pigtails "I got off pretty lightly".

The light hearted humour returned.

Eventually the girls began yawning. Georgina put the next phase of the plan into operation "Mandy, I'm alright to stay over here aren't I"

Amanda slumped back on her seat "Yeah, we can sort something out....you can top and tail with Jenny".

Jenny's eyes shot open at this suggestion "Erm, no...it's okay I'll crash on the couch".

Georgina sighed and yawned "Where will Heidi sleep?"

Heidi just grinned "I'll get a cab"

"Nooooooo" interjected Georgina "No way I am letting you get a cab when you've had this much to drink".

Jenny knew that being locked in a room with Georgina would simply mean surrendering utterly to her voracious sexual appetite and charisma. She had experienced it once in a public space, the thought of a whole night in private was actually terrifying.

Amanda came of her rescue "Okay, Heidi on the couch, Georgina in Jenny's room and Jenny in with me....deal".

The other girls nodded and that was how it happened.

Jenny retreated to Amanda's master bedroom. This made sense, she thought, Amanda's bed was huge after all. She brushed her teeth as Amanda made sure her guests had blankets and was in bed as Amanda entered the room.

Amanda whispered "Georgina has just asked Heidi to help her with her dress" she said with a raised eyebrow.

Jenny whispered back "She's incorrigible"

As the two girls settled into be together they begain to hear moans coming from Jenny's room. The two of them collapsed into fits of stifled giggled. Amanda turned off the light. In the dark she snaked across the bed and put her arm round Jenny "I want to thank you for earlier"

Jenny frowned, what did she mean? The kiss?

Amanda continued "If you hadn't pulled me away from Catherine earlier I might have punched her and I'd have been looking at suspension or expulsion"

Jenny squeezed Amanda's arm "Don't worry...she is just a pathetic little bitch. She really isn't worth it"

Amanda retreated back to her side of bed. There was silence for a while before she spoke again "Kitten?"

Jenny smiled, she hadn't been called "kitten" since earlier "Yes Mistress?" she whispered.

It was Amanda's turn to smile now "You are a great kisser"

The two girls giggled some more.

Through the walls there came ever more intense moans as Georgina seduction of Heidi neared completion. It was clear that Georgina was being taken to the heights of ecstasy and she didn't care who knew about it.

Amanda spoke up one last time "Do you think we should lock the door?"

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Lost in Fashion - Part 13.3

Amanda looked across the table at the two girls, there contrast could not have been more marked. Georgina, the voluptuous temptress with her auburn hair and exquisite makeup, was dressed to killed and projected complete confidence...then there was Jenny, dressed liked a fuckbunny, sitting there with her timid, shy beauty. She looked so helpless and lost in this world of debauchery Amanda was creating for her.

Amanda didn't care...she didn't care how much she had to fuck up Jenny's life, how duplicitous and cruel she had to be, this girl was going to be hers...for keeps. Being in love was awesome thought Amanda.

Jenny sat across the table and tried to act normally despite the recent attentions of Georgina. She remembered her mission from @KtheDomme. She looked at Amanda and conjured up the images she'd been sent recently.

The thought of kneeling in front of Amanda and surrendering all control immediately made her pussy pulse. She tried to stifle a smile...they was actually fun, empowering even. She would have to thank "K" for this latest challenge.

As if reading her thoughts Georgina slipped her hand under the table and moved it back up to her groin. Jenny tried her best to stifle her gasp of surprise. Jenny knew she should clamp her legs shut but was worried about Georgina and how she would react. She had, after all, surrendered to her yesterday and again minutes earlier. Now it seems Georgina was close friends with Amanda it made things even more complicated. She had no idea how to react. She glanced at Amanda but she didn't seem to notice, instead she was placing some books on fashion history into her bag. Georgina moved her hand further up. Jenny glanced across at her and Georgina smiled, winked and then turned to Amanda "I presume Jenny is invited along for lunch?".

Amanda looked up from her bag, she knew Georgina was be doing her best to tease and paw Jenny and she noted immediately the hand disappearing under the desk. She marvelled at her friend's boldness but revelled in yet another humiliating torment for her darling little housemate. Keeping up her end of the pretence she showed no sign of noting Georgina's actions. Instead she joined in the conversation "Oh, yeah...sure. Jenny we are going to cocktails and then some food....you can come along can't you? We were going to head down to the speakeasy down by the harbour"

The hand slipped further up and onto her groin, she felt Georgina's long nails begin scratching across her pubic hair. This was SO fucked up. She was nearly cumming with excitement. She tried her best to calm her voice before answering. She had no money whatsoever and the bar they were talking about was super exclusive and super expensive "Well, I am kind of busy and....am not really...." she trailed off as Georgina's finger began stroking her pussy lips.

Amanda sat down opposite and smiled "Seriously babe, our treat...I've been wanting to go there for a while...it'll be great. You deserve to unwind with us".

Georgina pressed her fingers delicately up and down her hot, wet slit. Jenny's voice cracked as she tried to respond "I..." she squeaked, then started again "I don't have my purse with me is the only thing". Even if she had her purse there was nothing in it she thought ruefully.

Georgina responded this time "Jenny, Mandy told me about how that bitch Catherine is making your lives a misery...we are going to party just to spite her"

Amanda smiled and then began describing her time in the sewing room. There had been various disasters and injuries. Jenny zoned out and allowed the delicious pleasuring to proceed whilst completing her mission of picturing her kneeling in front of Amanda as her sex slave. It was so taboo and she felt so naughty but Georgina was driving her insane with her gentle stroking. It was a simple, delicate pleasuring rather than a frantic masturbation. She closed her eyes briefly and tried to push away her anxieties...the images in her mind were so intoxicating...serving Amanda, surrendering to her, adoring her. Fantasising like this made her feel guilty but her recklessness was being coaxed and nurtured at every turn by Amanda directly, her twitter persona, Professor Levieux and now Georgina.

After a short while she felt her pleasure building and she became aware that she might actually climax. Georgina must have sensed this so she backed off on her strumming and Jenny became aware that Amanda was talking to her "So are we going for cocktails or are we going for cocktails?" she smiled at her housemate "Two options".

Jenny tried to gain control of herself and smiled in return "Will I be able to get in dressed like this?"

Georgina wrapped her arm around her "Surrrrre, it'll be fine. Come on, let's go". She grabbed Jenny's hand and the three headed towards the lift.

The campus was in the town centre so it was just a short walk to the bar.It was sophisticated and beautifully decorated. As they walked in Jenny noted admiring glances towards Amanda and Georgina from several of the male customers. She also noted several people openly staring at her including the handsome, expertly coiffured bartender. A striking older waitress stopped and glanced sideways at the three but hurried back to her work. Jenny was relieved when Amanda chose a discreet booth opposite the bar and even more relieved when she herself sat next to her instead of Georgina. They chatted and looked over the cocktail menu. Jenny had no idea what to order so Georgina stood up and headed to the bar.

Amanda leaned towards Jenny and whispered "G is an amazing friend and she's so much fun but she is a terrible influence...the original wild child".

Jenny smiled, her recent experiences definitely confirmed this, but she wasn't comfortable telling Amanda. After getting busted calling her "Mistress" and the toe-curlingly embarrassing incident with the adult books she wanted things to be a bit more normal for a while...if dressing up like a French maid each day then having your housemate select the most slutty, provocative outfit possible as part of a weird social experiment could ever be considered "normal".

Presently Georgina returned to the table. Behind her, carrying a tray of drinks, was the good-looking barman. "This gentleman insisted on being chivalrous" she announced although she raised an eyebrow to Amanda and Jenny.

He smiled showing are perfect set of teeth. He was, it had to be said, hugely good looking.

Georgina smiled and said "Thank you...we do appreciate a gentleman". She clearly meant it as a hint to the guy but it was lost on him. He made a point of lean over the girls to place their drinks in front of them and took the opportunity to gaze down at Jenny's barely covered cleavage.

With the drinks distributed he stood by then and rested his hand on Jenny's shoulder "If you ladies need anything just shout"

Amanda was certainly not going to allow him to lord it over them and certainly not to casually take ownership of Jenny's personal space "Ladies don't shout...we'll call if we need anything"

He smiled clearly not used to being dismissed like this, he lingered for a second looking down at Jenny to see if the provocatively dressed girl was interested in further conversation. Finding no-one else was paying him any attention he retreated.

Georgina took her glass and regarded it "Well he was subtle wasn't he" she took a sip "...he makes an excellent Cosmopolitan though".

Lost in Fashion - Part 13.2

Amanda could barely control her giggles as she saw the look of stunned disbelief on Jenny's face. Now she was in trouble. She had Amanda controlling her life, the twitter alter-ego toying with her and setting her kinky challenges and now the girl who's teased her to her first lesbian orgasm had breezed back into her life. Such delicious torment she was subjecting Jenny to.

For her part Jenny was at her wits end, she'd been given an exquisite slideshow of lesbian erotica and now the woman who'd casually teased her to breathless distraction the day before was there standing next to her next friend and housemate. It was too much to take in.

Georgina broke the silence "Oh my GOD, Jenny!!!!"

Amanda feigned confusion "Do you guys know each other?"

A look of panic flashed across Jenny's face as Georgina continued "Yeah, we met in here yesterday" and with that she sat down on the chair to Jenny's left.

OH FUCK, thought Jenny, this girl must think I am a total slut after what I let her do to me. How could she explain things to everyone and get things back to normal?

Amanda put her bag on the table and cheefully announced "That makes things less awkward, all friends together. I am just going to get the books I need" and walked off leaving Jenny at the mercy of Georgina.

Immediately the buxom redhead edged her chair closer to Jenny, leaned towards her whispered "Does Mandy know about our little tryst yesterday"

Jenny shook her head "Please don't tell...she's my best friend and things are getting a little bit weird between us"

Georgina smiled "So what will you do to buy my silence"

Jenny looked at Georgina pitifully for a second before Georgina started laughing "Don't worry, I am just teasing...my lips are sealed" she said to Jenny's instant relief

The relief was shortlived as she felt Georgina's left hand come to rest on her upper thigh. Georgina moved in even closed this time "Mandy was telling me about how she was picking her housemate's outfits, I instantly thought of you....I think I like today's outfit even better" and she began to slide her hand under Jenny's skirt.

The poor girl was already a riot of hormones from the images she'd been looking at earlier. Now this strong, confident seductress had appeared again. Yesterday Jenny had beenunder order to submit now she had no excuse. She had to decide what was going to happen, she could still stop this.

Georgina continued her gentle whisper as her hand stroked the flash of Jenny's thigh "I was desperate to bump into you again...it was so wild yesterday....I couldn't stop thinking about it....was it okay for you?"

Jenny didn't know what to say, she could hardly lie and and pretend she hadn't had probably the best orgasm of her life "I...err....it was definitely unusual....i was so scared we'd get caught" she said and thenadded a timid smile.

Georgina laughed,she was enjoying tormenting this shy little submissive. She could see why Amanda would find her attractive but she wasn't really her type. When it came to her female lovers she preferred them kinky and lascivious. She moved in even closer allowing her ample chest to press into Jenny's arm and hooked her right arm around Jenny's bare back."Well if you think back we were in the right section..." she purred "...now, where were we"

Jenny was trapped, she wanted to flee but how would she explain things to Amanda. She felt Georgina's hand snake under the hem of the flinsy skirt she was wearing. Jenny had to say something, anything to try and gain some control over the situation....but there was something else. Jenny was more turned on than she could bare. Her entire body was alive with arousal. This week had been one long sexual humiliation and she was literally dripping with excitement..so many months of stress and worry as her finances dropped into the red and now, in the last werk, her life had turned into a breathtaking series of perverted adventures. Her pussy ached to be stroked and penetrated once more. Jenny knew this was indescribably reckless but she wanted to surrender to Georgina's exquisite caresses.

She felt her breath grow ragged as the invading hand moved higher under her skirt. Jenny was allowing this, she knew that now. She closed her eyes and awaited this bewitching girl's ministrations...then she felt Georgina's touch disappear. She opened her eyes in confusion. Georgina had moved away from her, she nodded over towards the main library "Mandy is coming...remember, not a word"

Lost in Fashion - Part 13.1

Jenny pulled the hem of her skirt down as Amanda's BMW overtook a bus. This outfit made her feel naked. The amount of cleavage, tummy and thigh it showed off made her wince. At least the X5 was higher up that the average car, just buses, vans and lorries to worry about. She had already had a wink and a blown kiss from her fellow road users, since then she'd been slumped in her seat with one hand gripping the bottom of the skirt and the other folded across her chest. She could feel her breath coming raggedly, she was trying to tell herself it was fear but she knew she was lying to herself...she was turned on by this. By the humiliation and embarrassment, by publicly putting herself on show, by obeying Amanda without question, by the lack of control.

Amanda was loving every minute of it. The amount of pleasure she was getting from her pet's public humiliation was actually taking her by surprise. Seeing Jenny blush and squirm was making her wet with excitement. She wanted to push her further and further but had to reign in her more sadistic tendencies at least until she was confident Jenny was truly broken and obedient.

Three things were becoming clear to Amanda. Firstly she was domineering, demanding bitch with a need to control and take ownership of those around her. It was like a light had flashed on in her head. She always suspected she had these tendencies but the past days had confirmed it.

Secondly Jenny was a submissive who craved control and was genuinely turned on by surrendering.

Thirdly Amanda realised she was utterly in love with her friend and housemate.

This was only going to end one way she thought.

They sped towards college and this time Jenny opted to stay in the car until Amanda parked. This meant a longer walk but also meant that she would not be alone. The humiliation she'd felt in the lobby and the lift was fresh in her memory. Safety in numbers was the priority for her. Even so the walk from the car park was torment. Amanda spoke constantly about normal, run of the mill things, presumably to try and take Jenny's mind off her outfit but it was impossible. It felt like every set of eyes was on her. She received a wolf whistle from a builder and, she was fairly certain, a look of disgust and shake of the head from an old lady. The whole experience was mortifying. The breeze wafted the flimsy material of her skirt and caressed her bare pussy. She realised with horror her arousal was causing her pussy to glisten. She wondered if there was a wet patch in the material where she'd been sitting. It was all too much, she felt faint at the thought.

Amanda was loving Jenny's obvious discomfort and her chatter was design to ground Jenny and stop her blanking out the world. She wanted the reality of her situation to be fully realised. This is your life now my little kitten, she thought, get used to it cause it is only going to get worse for you...and you won't be getting out of it any time soon.

As they walked Amanda had to restrain the urge to reach out and grab Jenny's hand. She wanted her so bad...the outfit she was wearing was perfect. Her back was almost completely exposed whilst the material at the front seemed, if anything, to draw the eye more than if she was wearing a bikini top. Her cute boobs jiggled as she walked despite the arms crossed protectively in front of her and the skirt fluttered in the breeze exposing her thighs deliciously.

They arrived at the college and Jenny strode purposefully towards the lecture hall ignoring all the stares from virtually every student she passed. Amanda trailed in her wake revelling in the scene.

They entered the lecture theatre and made their way to their normal position at the far side of the hall. Jenny was considering taking to seat nearest the door but this occupied by Catherine and her circle of friends. A couple of them giggled when they saw Jenny in her skimpy outfit but Jenny and Amanda tried to ignore them and walk straight passed. Catherine, however, was not going to let the opportunity pass. "No...Not beauty & the Beast" she announced as if continuing a conversation "ha...Yes...I got it Lady and the Tramp" a flurry of chuckling rippled through their ranks. Amanda turned on her heels to glare at Catherine. The mutual loathing crackled between them. Jenny gently slipped her hand onto Amanda's arm to pull her away from the confrontation.

Catherine continued "hey Amanda I hear you have little Jenny working as hired help now" she announced triumphantly "Life is so hard isn't it" she said with mock despair.

Caught in the open at the front of the lecture hall the two felt all eyes on them. How did Catherine know? They had only told a few people.

Amanda took a step towards her tormentor "Who lives in my apartment with me is none of your business you little bitch"

The hall was totally silent now as everyone watch how this would play out.

Catherine feigned a look of confusion "What? You live together?" she looked around at her friend pretending confused "...we were just talking about you paying her to keep your grades up".

This time most of the hall chuckled or looked away. Amanda was livid now, partially because there was a grain of truth in Catherine's jibe. It was well known that Jenny was one of the most of talented students in the class and it was noted that Amanda's best grades came on the projects where the two of them collaborated. It wasn't that Jenny was carrying Amanda, it was more that Amanda liked focus, organisation and drive. Jenny always seemed to bring out the best in her and help her realise her ideas.

Amanda started to walk towards Catherine but Jenny pulled her back by the arm. The atmosphere simmered but Amanda relented and the two skulked away to their usual corner.

Amanda hissed "I am going fucking smack that bitch if she open her mouth again".

Jenny reached for Amanda's hand and whispered "Just imagine her face when she hears it is us on the honour roll programme and not her"

Amanda looked at her friend. She just wanted to hug her right there and then but settled for stroking her back "You are right...still, she's got it coming...sooner or later....". She let the sentence hang.

The lecture was fairly dull and it was followed by some work on the faculty sewing machines. This was always the highlight of Jenny's week. She had always used a sewing machine at home, learning from a very early age but most of the girls on the course were new and untrained. It was quite amusing to see girls with pretentions of getting leading jobs in fashion struggling at basic tailoring skills.

Consequently she spent only forty minutes of the two hour session in the sewing room and completed her work for the week. She tapped Amanda on the shoulder "I am going to the library". Amanda, struggling with a pattern for one of her projects, nodded "I'll follow you up then".

The corridor was deserted at this time meaning Jenny could get to the lift without anyone seeing her, the lift was thankfully empty and so she could sneak into the library without anyone seeing her outfit.

Safely in the discreet desks at the back of the library she took out her phone and checked her twitter alter-ego. She figured it was approaching day time in the United States and that an American would be awake by now. Little did she suspect that her twitter Domme was sitting two floors down at a sewing machine in the room she had just left

@KtheDomme Good morning Goddess, I completed my task...it was pretty intense

Back in the sewing room Amanda saw the twitter alert on her phone and paused to read it. Perfect she thought and replied @fashionslavex oh dear, I instructed you to only refer to yourself with a lower case i. That earns you a forfeit. I will think of one for you.

@KtheDomme ohhhh i am sorry Goddess. This is tough

@fashionslavex I never said it would be easy...I promised it would be fun. It is fun isn't it, I bet you enjoyed thinking of your Mistress as you orgasmed didn't you kitten?

@KtheDomme it was so intense. i could barely look at her this morning. This whole situation has got me totally wired.

@fashionslavex well kitten you'll just have to get used to it. I am going to send you some pictures & from now on you are to keep these images in mind when speaking to you Mistress

Over the next hour Amanda sent message after message to Jenny. Each one featured a different image of lesbian domination and submission. She interrogated Jenny asking her how she would feel kneeling in front of her Mistress, how she would enjoy it, which of the images she craved.

By the end of it Jenny was breathing heavily. "K" signed off with one final tweet

@fashionslavex remember your task new kitten, every time you look at your Mistress I want these images in your mind. Now I have to go. Speak to you later.

Jenny smiled to herself. K always knew how to challenge her. She would have to be careful with this fetishising of her relationship with Amanda. It was already heading towards incredibly exciting new areas but she had been busted spectacularly twice yesterday. She could do this one discreetly she thought.

She busied herself with some of the studying she should have been doing over the past 60 minutes and so jumped when she heard a Amanda's voice behind her "Hey Jenny, thought I'd find you there".

She turned round smiling but her jaw dropped as she saw Amanda there.......with Georgina.