Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. Author: Mike McGifford Title: The Story of Three - book two Chapter 4 Summary: Todd shows that he might actually have what it takes to dominate after all Keywords: FF FM Ff mF MFf mast inc Author's Note: While I'm aware that this is a story about the training of three, this side-bar journey involving Joanne and Todd has to be completed in order to allow three to move on. Joanne had done a lot of thinking about Todd and his crazy ways since he'd first made her undress in front of him. She was amazed that she'd done it and even more surprised at doing most of the stuff she'd done, or ANYTHING she'd seen in the pictures he'd shown her of herself. Soul searching had determined that just because she'd never had a relationship with anyone like Todd didn't mean she wasn't enjoying being made to do the things she'd done. In a way, it was a relief to have no choice. Maybe, she wondered to herself, if she'd wanted to send those pictures out to her family and friends so she'd have no choice but to come to grips with the idea that she was attracted to the way Todd treated her, humiliation and all. But what, she wondered, had Todd meant when he'd said his girls had been subjected to more than just a little spanking? Did that mean he tied them up or something? She admitted to herself that the idea was at the same time revolting and exciting. And who were those girls anyway? The younger of them, Chloe, couldn't have been any more than 18 or 19. As for the one they kept calling Three, there were so many similarities between her and Chloe that Joanne wondered if they weren't mother and daughter. Joanne laughed at herself. They were as likely to be mother and daughter as Chloe was likely to be Todd's daughter, even though their eyes were so startlingly similar. Joanne was so lost in her thoughts as she stood there feeling uncomfortable yet aroused that she almost missed what Terri said next. "And you work for Todd here, I understand. What is it you do for him?" Terri asked with a smile in her voice that never quite made it to her lips. "I'm his secretary, or rather one of quite a few. And I guess I'm his... um, well his... ah, to be frank, I guess I'm his slut too." Joanne finally managed, deciding that honesty was what was required, even though she wasn't sure what she was to him yet herself. Much as she hated the thought, the word slut suited her considering what she'd done so far. She'd been stunned when Terri had asked the question, revealing that she already knew that Joanne worked for Todd. "How many times has Todd used you as his slut so far?" Terri asked, not appearing to be at all fazed by Joanne's revelation. "I'm not sure. Maybe five or six times if you include everything?" Joanne answered as if hoping it were the right answer. "Mistress," Terri stated bluntly. "When you talk to Todd, you don't call him that I'm sure. You call me Mistress when you are answering a question. What DO you call him anyway?" "Yes Mistress. I guess I call him Sir, um... Mistress," Joanne responded, thinking of how often Todd had reminded her to call him that. God, this is humiliating, Joanne thought to herself, this talk about sex and having to address someone she didn't even know as Mistress. But she felt herself becoming wet between her legs, so it wasn't all bad. "Do you know why you were told to be here today?" Terri asked, reaching out and casually fondling one of Joanne's breasts, teasing the nipple to see if it would get any firmer than it already appeared to be. Joanne was a tall woman herself at 5' 6", but Terri in her staggeringly high heels, dwarfed Joanne, whose own heels were `only' 3 inches. Once again Joanne blushed but Terri couldn't be sure if it was from the question, the breast fondling or both. "I was just told to be here, Mistress. I guess maybe..." Joanne paused, now not sure how to refer to Todd, having just been reminded she was supposed to call him sir, even though in this context it sounded funny in her head. She decided to use the title he insisted on anyway. "I guess maybe Sir wanted to see me in my new shoes?" Terri laughed, but it was a mean laugh. "It's really not up to you to guess," she replied, putting air quotes around the word. "In fact I'm fairly sure Todd doesn't even need you to think about such things at all. The only thing you need to think about is how to improve and how to please. You have one of the easiest jobs there is; you don't need to consider consequences, you don't have to worry about the `what-ifs' of a situation," again the air quotes, "and you certainly don't have to worry about how you feel. All those things are for Todd to concern himself with. Understand?" Terri could tell from their brief conversation that Joanne was incredibly aroused even though the closest thing to sex that she'd endured so far was getting naked and having another woman touch her breast. She could also tell that Joanne was a natural submissive, with hardly any natural desire to control. A definite type B personality, she decided, easily persuaded, cajoled, intimidated and dominated by someone like Todd or herself. Felicity and Chloe were type B personalities and Todd was an AB, sharing facets of both. She also realized without surprise that Todd had yet to tell his new slut what she was going to be to him. So he was yet to pass the test she'd given him. She decided to sit back and see what developed. Todd, for his part, could see that Terri had been testing Joanne, but had no idea if she'd passed Terri's test or not. What he did know was that when he'd been enslaved by Terri, his place was made clear and evident. He worried that while Joanne knew she was a toy for his amusement, she really had no idea of the role he wanted her to play. Just being a slut for him was not going to be enough. She needed to be his sex slave and he had yet to introduce that idea to her. A sex slut and a sex slave are two different animals, he knew. Sluts do things that feel good to them. Slaves do things that feel good to their master, whether or not they receive enjoyment from it. "Would you like to lick this beautiful woman's pussy, Jay?" He asked her, just to get the ball rolling. "Do I have to, sir?" Joanne asked in return, her face paling at the thought. "I'd like you to. It would make me happy. But right now, you have a choice. It's not like I can force you, can I?" He said to see if they were even reading the same book much less were even close to being on the same page. "No offense Mistress," Joanne started, looking at Terri, "but I'm not a lesbian or anything and I just don't think I'd enjoy it. But if you told me I had to," she continued now looking again at Todd again, "well... I just don't know. I'd try I guess," she finished lamely. "There you go guessing again," Todd said. "If you're going to be mine, you'd have to do exactly what I tell you without hesitation, even if you don't really want to. In exchange for giving up any right to decide for yourself, you get freedom from having to decide for yourself and explain your decisions to others. You wouldn't be accountable for doing what you were told to do. The only thing you'd be accountable for is NOT doing what you were told. There's even a name for that sort of relationship," he added. "Do you know what that sort of relationship is called?" "Sounds like slavery to me," Joanne said with a laugh, only to have the smile on her face fade when she realized neither Terri nor Todd were smiling with her. After a full few seconds of silence, Joanne's eyes got as big as saucers before she exclaimed, "You do, don't you sir? You want me to be your... your... your sex slave!" "You've acted as my sex slave for a couple of days now, just without the benefits or drawbacks," he assured her. "All I'm talking about is providing you some stability in our relationship. I'm sure you occasionally think about sex but I'm offering you the opportunity to make sex the biggest part of your life. I mean life boils down to sex, money, career and leisure. Imagine if you could reduce all that to just sex. I can do that for you. I can ensure that your life will revolve around your next sex act." Joanne was feeling very uncomfortable right at that moment. In fact she'd even forgotten she was naked in front of a stranger. The tingling in her tummy was gone and now she just felt uncomfortable that she was being made to have this particularly intimate conversation in front of a third person. She tried to ignore Terri but the beautiful woman was looking intently at her as if the answers she gave were of particular interest to her. Was Todd offering to take care of all her money woes? She knew she wasn't badly off compared to some of her friends, but that was because she was always so frugal. But still. Was he offering to marry her or something? Even after seeing the wedding ring on his finger, she'd taken it for granted that he was divorced or widowed, but she was sure there was no way he was working towards a marriage proposal after only a couple of days and not even a real date yet, was he? She wanted to ask him if they could have this conversation somewhere private, just the two of them, but she couldn't bring herself to express her wishes. She couldn't even bring herself to take her hands off the back of her head in case that made him mad. In the end, she settled for her standard response. "I don't know, sir." Her answer confused Todd for a moment before he realized she'd turned his statement into a request. But now the question was, if she were answering as if he'd requested something, a request for what specifically? Was she saying she didn't know if she wanted to be his sex slave or was she saying she didn't know if she really thought he could take care of her as he claimed? Was it something else entirely? Todd decided to risk it all even though he hadn't planned to bring the subject up for at least a few more days. If he was going to fail Terri, she'd at least be able to see that he'd done his best. "I haven't even asked you a question yet, so your answer makes no sense," he admonished her. "But now I'm going to ask a question that requires a simple yes or no answer, none of that I-don't-know crap. Just answer yes or no. Do want to think about me simplifying your life by making you my sex slave and assuming all your financial responsibilities? I'm only asking if you're willing to think about it," he reiterated before she could respond. "Yes sir, but..." Joanne had indeed heard him correctly the first time and was indeed willing to think about it. She knew it'd mean giving up her equality, something her mother had touted since she'd been a teenager. She knew it would mean following his orders, but she did that at work every day. What was the difference except that it was sex instead of typing? What really bothered her the most was the sex with women thing. She was most uncomfortable with that and she wanted to tell him, but he'd cut her off before she could ask. "I said it was a yes or no answer. The word `but' doesn't come into it. I tell you when you need to make your decision and we talk more about what choosing to be my slave would mean to you, however right now isn't the time for discussing such things. Right now we have a guest and our guest is not being treated very hospitably. Right now you're here as my slut and as such, you should really put aside your homophobia the same way you did the other day. Right now," he said for the fourth time to emphasize his point, "you should be offering our guest a drink and showing her into the living room. Instead we're all standing here watching your tits jiggle. Once again Joanne's cheeks reddened. She wasn't sure if Todd was saying she should be showing Terri into the living room or if she should already have done so. She guessed it didn't really matter. The only thing she knew for sure was that she was glad the conversation had been halted. Todd had said he'd tell her exactly what to do and he'd given her an instruction. He had also not given her permission to lower her hands, so she kept them where they were, indicating the living room with her elbow. "If you'd like to come this way Mistress, I'm sure you'd be more comfortable. Would you like a beverage Mistress?" Joanne asked, having no idea what Todd had in the way of drinks in the house. Terri followed Joanne, noting the cute way her butt moved as she walked in her heels. Joanne accepted her request for a glass of dry white wine, looking to Todd who simply nodded, as if to say, yes we have that. Once Terri was comfortable on the sofa, Joanne headed for the kitchen. Only then did she find that both Felicity and Chloe were already in there, preparing a meal. Each wore a pair of ridiculously high shiny black heels, black stockings, a black suspender belt and a collar. Chloe also had an apron on since she was working at the range, but Felicity was otherwise completely naked. Both had their hair coifed as if to emphasize their collars. Joanne wondered how much of their time they spent in the house and how much of that time they spent naked. Neither of them had tan lines; just a rich, natural all-over bronze tan. Of the three times she'd seen them, two of them had been with all of them naked. At least she now understood their position. Slaves wear collars. She timidly said hi and asked if she could get a glass of wine. "What, you're going to have wine? Aren't you just Miss Fancy Pants-less," Chloe said good-naturedly, looking Joanne up and down before pointing at the fridge. "It's not for me, really," Joanne replied a little defensively. "It's for..." It suddenly occurred to Joanne that the woman in the living room had never even been introduced to her. Todd knew her and they'd talked, so her name had never come up. "It's for, um, the Mistress?" Joanne said not knowing what else to say. "I was just giving you a hard time honey," Chloe consoled her. "It's not up to me to decide who drinks and who doesn't. Glasses are in the third cabinet from the left," she added. Joanne quickly got the drink, returned to the living room and handed it to Terri. "You forgot me. Didn't it occur to you it might be just as impolite to make someone drink while the host doesn't?" Todd asked with a hint of malice in his voice. "I'm so sorry sir, I wasn't thinking, she said before asking him what he wanted. He told her he'd have the same as their guest, following his order with a comment. "Just because I'm offering you an opportunity to forgo decision-making, doesn't mean you can stop thinking altogether." "I'm sorry sir," she replied before returning to the kitchen for another glass of wine. When Joanne returned from the kitchen again, she gave the glass of wine to Todd then wondered what she was supposed to do with herself. Todd watched her carefully, knowing her dilemma and wondering how she'd resolve her problem. He watched her stand awkwardly for a moment, look at the couch, seeming to wonder if she should sit, dismiss that idea then realize her hands weren't linked behind her head the way he'd ordered her to stand earlier. She quickly got back into an approximation of the pose she'd been in. "Sir, ah where do you want me?" She asked finally. "I imagine it'll be over the ottoman with three helping," he joked with a smile before sobering and telling her that she was fine right where she was. Once again Joanne began to get sexual butterflies at the thought of him making love to her with someone else watching. She didn't even mind another woman making her feel good. Her problem was in the giving, not the receiving part. Todd and Terri chatted for a couple of minutes while Joanne followed their conversation from next to the sofa, standing with legs spread, chest out and hands interlaced behind her head, feeling utterly foolish. Eventually Todd addressed her again. "If you want a change from standing like that, feel free to drop your hands and play with your pussy and tits," he suggested casually. Joanne looked at him and blinked, not sure she'd really heard him correctly. While it was true that she masturbated occasionally, just not in front of others, even boyfriends, much less women she'd never met before and didn't even know the name of. Eventually she replied, "Um, thank you sir. I'm good." Todd shrugged and continued his conversation with Terri. After another 5 minutes, Joanne's arms began to tire. After another 5 minutes, Todd looked her in the eye and hissed, "Jay!" Joanne's elbows were way forward of the position Todd had made her assume and she hadn't even noticed she'd taken the stress off her shoulder blades by letting them slip forward. She quickly pulled herself back into position and concentrated on staying how he'd wanted her. After a few more minutes, the thought of at least pretending to play with her pussy seemed far preferable so she let one hand drop to her groin while the other cupped a breast. Even in this humiliating position, her arms felt immeasurably better. It was more of an accident when her finger actually found her hole than by design. She'd been gently rubbing her whole groin area, not really interested in pleasuring herself as much as doing what she'd been told. Then she started toying with her own labia which would have felt much better if she'd been by herself. But her finger slipped a little further than she'd planned and she'd found her hole. That was when she realized just how wet she'd become. She'd studiously ignored her clit, but feeling the entrance to her vagina had tempted her to give the area around her clit just a little attention too. She had graduated to a full-on masturbation session even though she was standing, when Chloe came into the room some time later and announced that dinner was ready. Joanne guiltily pulled her hands away from herself, mortified at being caught, despite the fact that Todd had been watching her closely the whole time. Todd and Terri got to their feet and followed Chloe. Todd snapped his fingers and Joanne assumed it was her signal to follow. In the dining room, the round table had been set for 3. Todd helped Terri into her seat, the perfect gentleman, before holding out a seat for Joanne. Once she was settled, feeling weird being at the table naked with two dressed dinner companions, Chloe put carefully arranged plates of food in front of first Terri, then Todd and finally her. Joanne was amazed. She'd seen such attention to detail when she'd watched the food network and knew that upscale restaurants served food like this, but she'd never been treated to such a meal before. A few minutes into the meal, Joanne noticed three things almost at the same time. Felicity was nowhere to be seen, while Chloe stood at attention against the wall waiting in case someone needed something. Then she noticed a weird noise in the momentary lulls in conversation between Todd and Terri. So far she herself had not had anything to add to their small talk. Then she noticed Terri acting just a little weird. She'd stop halfway through a sentence then resume. And her hands were clenching the silverware as if she might drop them or something. When Terri let out a low moan, it became crystal clear that Felicity had to be under the table, doing things to Terri that Terri was really enjoying. Sexual things; Terri eventually let out a deep breath as if she'd been holding it, and then casually went back to a regular conversation. Joanne could see by the look in Todd's eyes that it was now his turn to be on the receiving end of the same sort of treatment as Terri had been. He showed even less of a reaction than Terri had when he reached his peak. Joanne was only able to tell he was done because she suddenly felt a tap on her own knees. Someone wanted her to spread them more. Joanne dutifully scooted closer to the edge of the chair and opened her thighs. She didn't want to think about getting gratification from a woman, but she'd wound herself up so much in the living room that right now, finishing what she'd started by herself seemed more important. Joanne couldn't control herself even though she tried. She began panting and moaning after just a few minutes of Felicity's attention between her legs, her meal forgotten. She tried to concentrate on what was in front of her but all she could think of was the word `fuck', which was all too quickly being vocalized as well. Eventually she came. Not quietly either. It wasn't until a few minutes of deep breathing and floating on the post-cum cloud that she came back to a reality where Terri and Todd were both laughing at her performance. "I thought I was going to have to gag you so the neighbors wouldn't complain," Todd finally managed through his laughter. "Maybe you've never had sex before you met Todd, or maybe you appreciate it much more than your reported expertise in it would lead me to believe," Terri said with a smile, getting control of her laughter at last. She finished with, "I'd say you have a lot less thinking about Todd's proposition than you realize." "You can come out now three," Todd ordered Felicity. "Go get your own bowls and you two can eat now." "Yes Master, thank you master," both women said in unison, Felicity still getting to her feet, her face covered in Jay-juice. They went to the kitchen and came back moments later with stainless steel dog bowls which they set down on a mat in the corner. Getting to hands and knees, both women fed directly from their bowls, occasionally using their fingers, but generally eating directly from the bowl, heads down, butts out toward Joanne as if it were just the way things were always done. Joanne watched them out of the corner of her eye as she too resumed her meal. She admitted that if she were gay, which she wasn't, those two asses were very pretty and enticing. She could at least see a lesbian getting turned on at the thought of getting between those two pairs of trim thighs. Joanne couldn't conceive of why Todd would be interested in dating her when he seemed to have unlimited access to that pair. After they'd finished dinner, Joanne followed Todd and Terri back to the living room. This time she was allowed to kneel, but she had to kneel next to Todd with her thighs widely spread, offering an intimate view of her opened sex to the mystery woman. Terri engaged her in conversation for a few minutes, but found Joanne to be a little ignorant of current events. Joanne on the other hand was surprised at how much Todd knew about what was going on in the world, about finance, the arts and even entertainment news. She had no idea that Todd, as had Felicity and Chloe, been instructed to keep up with what was happening for the very basic reason that it was import to be able to carry on an intelligent conversation at any time. They chatted for about 30 minutes; part of Joanne continuously humiliated by her position, but otherwise engrossed in listening to the two clothed peoples conversation. Todd looked at his watch and then turned to look down at Joanne. "Jay, go find three and tell her it's time to prepare you." "Prepare me for what?" Joanne asked, hoping it had nothing to do with sex between her and Felicity. Todd thought for a moment and realized that he really had to tell her something about his plans. "I'm taking you out tonight, so I had three prepare some things for you to wear. She'll help you get dressed. The sooner you're ready, the sooner we can get going." Joanne was excited to actually be going out with Todd, but wanted to go out with just Todd, not the woman too. She liked Terri, but at the same time hoped she wouldn't be coming along too. Terri had no plan to be a third wheel in Todd's date. He'd already told her his plans and she had plans of her own that involved three and Chloe anyway. Joanne got up and went to find Felicity. Once they were alone, Todd talked to Terri privately about Joanne. "It seems the roofies worked out for you," Terri said to Todd. "I don't even know that I needed them. You should have seen the look on her face when she saw the pictures though!" Todd said with a laugh. "So what do you think, is she what you were hoping for?" "She has the physical attributes I enjoy, she's young and I think she'd be capable of learning, but if anything's going to get her, it'll be her phobia about women. Slaves don't get to choose who they pleasure. You might be surprised at some of the deal-breakers I've come across. You're going to have to be very open with her about what she's going to be required to do; the positives and negatives. Both three and Chloe knew what was in store for them before they ever submitted themselves and they were great successes. This girl could go either way. She's naturally submissive but there may be lines she's not willing to cross. Just be careful with her Todd, that's all I can tell you." "Thank you, that's all I could have hoped for," Todd replied. They sat again and finished their drinks while Felicity prepared Joanne for her date with the docile slave's own husband. There was not too much talking as they waited, each lost in their own thoughts; Terri about her unspoken plan and Todd about the fact that he was soon to take a woman who was not his wife, out on a date. Eventually Joanne returned to the room, looking confident and absolutely stunning dressed all in black; a pair of Felicity's newest 6" heels, just a hint of what Todd knew to be thigh-high stockings showing beneath an elegant dress with fine lace panels in front and back, making it obvious Joanne wore no underwear but artfully hiding the top swells of her buttocks and nipples behind slightly more dense portions of lace. Since the dress was sleeveless, movement of her arms would treat any viewer to a glimpse of side-cleavage and accentuate her teardrop-shaped breasts. About her neck had been fastened a jeweled choker and her hair was in a tight bun with a single lock of hair on either side falling in front of her ears. She wore huge hoop earrings and skillfully applied makeup to accentuate her eyes and lips. It was as if she'd stepped off the pages of a high-fashion magazine. Terri just smiled when she saw her, while Todd sucked in a large breath in appreciation of both her beauty and three's artistry with the makeup. Joanne accepted his appreciation with a smile of her own, even her teeth appearing a brighter white than he remembered. Todd wasn't sure if he should make Joanne stand there and just brighten the room with her beauty or sit with them until Terri departed. Terri solved his dilemma for him by standing and offering her best wishes for the pair's date, before departing with Felicity and Chloe, now both dressed in heels, skirts and loose tops. Todd wanted Joanne to be made to wait, so he allowed her to sit then left the room to prepare for their date. Thirty minutes later, he returned, freshly showered and in a club suit that complimented her outfit. Todd took Joanne first to a stage production that he'd read about and had acquired front row seats to. He was pleased that Joanne had enjoyed the play and didn't look uncomfortable in an outfit she'd never worn before, would never have selected for herself and in fact had no choice about wearing. After the play, they'd gone to a quiet upscale bar so he would be able to have an uninterrupted conversation with her. "Is this what you expected of our first date then?" He asked her once their drinks had arrived and they were alone again. "To be honest, I expected to be in jeans and a tee shirt at a movie or bar or something. I never dreamed you'd go to this much trouble," she replied, indicating first her ensemble, then the bar they had eventually made their way to. "And what do you think about me? Am I boyfriend material?" He followed up with. "You knew I was attracted to you long before the day you called me into your office," she replied evasively. "That's not what I asked Joanne. You've finally had some experiences that no one at the office has any idea of. Does it change how you feel about me in any way? If nothing else, you can now appreciate why my personal life has never before and never will be brought to light at work," he paused, waiting for an affirmative nod from her, which he got before continuing. "If you want to be in a relationship with me, there are some additional things I need to make you aware of and you must accept. There can be no thought of manipulating me into changing my views on certain things, no idea that you will change me in any way." "Wow cowboy," Joanne said with a casual smile that belied her nervousness. "I want to date you and I have to admit that I can't get the sex we shared out of my head, but I'm not ready to marry you or anything," she finished, finally expressing her biggest concern. "I'm not asking to marry you," Todd said with a solemnity that clearly showed he was taking seriously everything she was saying. "What I'm about to ask you however requires a commitment more solid than today's casual wedding vows. The things we discuss tonight can go no further than me at the office, or the people associated with my private life. For now, you cannot discuss any of the things I want to talk about with your family, friends or associates at work. Is that too much of a commitment for you to make?" "Come on Todd, I've done more things in the last few days that I never would have imagined ever doing and you're worried that I'll gossip?" Todd let the use of his name rather than the title he'd instructed her to use pass unmentioned because her agreement was the crux of any future plans. "It's not gossip I'm worried about. It's any sort of exchange of information at all. Do you agree upon penalty of any number of things I could do to you or your family?" He asked, not trying to scare her as much as show her how important her promise was. Although Joanne was young, she was not stupid. She knew that such a threat coming from Todd was merely to emphasize how important the situation was. "I agree as long as nothing we talk about involves anything illegal." It was the best answer she could give him and it seemed to satisfy him. Todd thought about his daughter and her incestuous relationship with both her brother and him, her father. He decided to forge ahead anyway. I've already told you what I can offer you in a relationship. What I want to understand first of all, is what you want out of a relationship. If you're looking for someone to enjoy spending time with, someone who will challenge you to be more than you've ever been challenged to be before and someone who will support you in your choices, I can be all that. If you're looking for someone to enter into an equal partnership with, someone who will set aside some of their own needs and wants, someone who will be monogamous with you and expect the same from you then I'm not that person. We've already had sex with two other females you didn't know, and still really don't know. We may in the future have sex with many others you don't know, because sex and love-making are two different things. If you're going to get jealous about intimate contact between me and others, then we can stop this now." "I don't know," Joanne finally admitted. "I don't know if I'll get jealous, I don't know if I'll want to have sex with anyone other than you. I don't know how I feel about having a relationship with someone who doesn't count me as an equal. I do know you're smart, sexy as hell and you do things to me that no one ever has before. I know you expect to be able to have sex with those two girls at your house and I guess with the woman they left with as well. While I can't say you've been up front about your relationship with these other women, you've never tried to hide it either and I'm still here. What does that say about me?" "I haven't been able to be up front about the women in my life but tonight I will be. As for you still being here, that's why we're having this conversation. You know Chloe and three are slaves, right?" Joanne slowly nodded, wondering what was coming. His admission was pretty obvious even though she'd never met a real-life slave before. "Slavery is illegal but they chose their lifestyle so there's nothing illegal going on there. They decided they wanted to be 24/7 slaves. In fact, I've only recently accepted three's place as my slave. Less than a few weeks ago I was still carrying on the pretense that she was my equal. She didn't like it but had lived with it anyway. Now she's happier because she finally has someone to treat her how she wants to be treated all the time. Can you imagine someone actually wanting someone else to control their entire life?" "I've never thought about it before. To be frank, I don't know if it appeals to me or repulses me. I've never come across anything like this before. "How did you feel about being dressed tonight, with no choice about how you would be dressed? How did you feel about being made to do any of the things you did tonight, for that matter?" "I don't know." Joanne thought about it for many seconds. "I guess it wasn't too bad. I know I've got a good body and it was easier being naked when the other two were as well, but what really made it possible for me is that I didn't feel like you were comparing me with the other two. Your other visitor scared me a little though. I was waiting for her to make me do things to her and I just know I couldn't. Maybe if I was drunk enough, like the other time, but I still can't believe I did the things in those photos." "You had an orgasm at the table from a woman," Todd reminded her. "I know..." Joanne almost whispered. "I imagined it was you," she finished lamely. "Would you still want to be with me if part of the arrangement was that you could not wear clothing in my house unless I specifically permitted it, no matter who else was there?" Todd was thinking of his son now. "I... I um, well, if that's all I had to do..." Joanne admitted, thinking of Felicity, Chloe and Terri. "And what if I told you to pleasure someone in front of me?" Todd prompted. "I already said I couldn't be with another woman," Joanne replied, her voice full of conviction. "I understand your feelings about that. I was thinking of another male actually," Todd shot back with a smile. "It's hard for me to imagine my man wanting me to be with another guy," Joanne admitted finally. "You'd first need to understand that I'm not talking about a traditional relationship where you can consider me `your man'. You'd be my slut and you'd accept that it will please me to watch you give pleasure to others, especially as you learn better how to do it. If you want someone to be your man, then you may as well forget me and move on with your life." Todd simply looked at her blankly, waiting for her response to his statement. She looked back at him, trying to read him, trying to see if he was just testing her. She really had no idea if the relationship he was describing could really be what he wanted. It went against everything she'd been raised to believe a guy, or girl for that matter wanted. She thought about the things she'd done that night, the things she'd done for him at work and the things he had photographic evidence of. After nearly two minutes of silence she realized he was not going to say another thing until she gave him an answer. "I don't know." "Well we can't go any further until you decide what you want. How long do you need to think about what we've discussed so far and make your decision?" He immediately asked, not even suggesting a timeframe. "I don't know," she repeated. Todd could see that she wanted him to tell her how long she'd have. He really wanted an answer now, but he was a realist and he was asking for a big decision, despite the fact that as things stood, she could bail any time she wanted. "You have a week then. Until you make a decision, we return to how things were before all this started. After a week, if you haven't returned to me with your choice, I will assume you have decided to part company with me. There will be no hard feelings unless you break your promise to keep this conversation confidential. Now enjoy your drink and tell me a little about yourself. It's always a good idea for an employer to get to know his staff better," Todd finished with a warm smile. Monday morning, Joanne came into work wearing her normal business attire except that she'd chosen to wear a pair of her new heels. Todd noticed them, but chose not to acknowledge her at all. At first she was angry, then a little depressed and finally accepted that he'd really meant what he'd said. He was just acting the way he had before they'd ever had sex, she told herself. Tuesday she came to work with another adjustment to her attire. She entered the building without a bra but she again had heels on. Again he ignored her. It was as she sat by herself at lunch that she had an epiphany. She'd done a considerable amount of thinking about what Todd had said and she thought she was still no closer to making her decision, no matter how horny she'd been since Saturday. She'd even masturbated twice, her fantasy of choice being her naked at Todd's feet as his slave. She wanted to tempt Todd to have sex with her again but she didn't want to give up her independence, the way Todd had insisted she do. She wanted him to be so aroused by her that he'd at least offer her sex, but he simply ignored her attempts at driving him to approach her. As she sat there eating her lunch she reached for the salt on the table in front of her and felt her breast bounce lightly against her arm. Who am I kidding? She asked herself with a laugh that seemed to dissolve the turmoil she'd been in. I'm sitting here in the highest heels I own and my boobs jiggling around under my blouse, hoping he'll crack when he already has two sluts at home to wind down with after work while I go home by myself. I want this. I just can't admit it. She got up abruptly, leaving her meal half-eaten. Before she even knew where her heels were leading her, she was making her way towards Todd's office. She knocked at his open door and waited for him to allow her entry. He didn't even look up, simply muttering, "Come." She wanted to. She walked up to his desk, leaned over it so that when he finally chose to look up, he'd see a deep, unfettered cleavage. "Want to be my master?" She asked before she could change her mind.