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   With Strings Attached Ch.  24

   A deep groan escaped my lips as the corset dug into my stomach as I
leaned forward to exit my car.  Straightening up, I breathe a sigh of
relief as the corset returned to its natural shape.

   Rubbing my hands over my sides I reach gown to grasp the hem of the
skirt and wiggle to pull it back over my ass.  Nicole loved to dress me in
revealing outfits and my current ensemble was no exception.  Tonight, for
my date with Lisa, I was costumed as a dominatrix.  A strapless red leather
corset encased my torso like a piece of leather armor.  The figure hugging
black leather skirt, with a tendency to slide up my hips, did more to show
off my legs then protect my modesty.  And the knee-high black leather boots
highlighted my legs more than cover them.

   Bending at the knees, to keep the corset from pinching my waist again I
feel the leather skirt tighten against my ass as I reach into the car for
my duffle bag.  Straightening up I once again have to pull at the hem
before turning towards Lisa's apartment.

   As I walk I could not help but ponder my situation.  Here I was a
heterosexual female being ordered by her mistress to dom another straight
woman.  This whole ordeal started a few months back when Susan tricked me
into being the date for her cousin Nicole.  By the end of the night, Susan
had blackmailed me into a submissive relationship.  Now everyone thought I
was a lesbian and my only hope was to make it the end of summer when Nicole
and I would go to separate colleges and I could start rebuilding my life.

   But even after I escaped I would not be completely free.  This persona
I've been forced to live was very different from the real me, or at least
the me I used to be; a shy introverted heterosexual.  Just a normal
unassuming schoolgirl who had never kissed a boy.  Now I lived the life of
some kinky lesbian with a tattoo over my crotch and ass proclaiming me a
lesbian sex slave.  I'm even being used to seduce other heterosexual women
to become lesbians, which is how I got into this present situation.

   It started when Susan ordered me to seduce Annette to fulfill Nicole's
desire for me to have a sexual relationship with a woman older than my
mother.  A 45-year-old widow, Annette could not bring herself to cheat on
her deceased husband's memory with another man but her repressed sex drive
was open to having a relationship with a woman.  A loophole I was able to
exploit to start a cougar/cub relationship.  It was when Annette took me to
her office for 'bring your daughter to work day' that I met Lisa, her
secretary.

   Since I started 'dating' Nicole I had to assess the attributes of every
woman I met and while I had always admired beautiful women I now found
myself looking a little more appreciatively.  Due to my own small breasts
and lack of curves my conditioning towards women morphed my envy into an
attraction to breasts and plump asses.  Thus, when Annette introduced me to
Lisa, I could not pull my eyes away from the swell of her chest.  Caught
looking, Annette made the assumption that I was attracted to Lisa and
because our age difference and open relationship Annette decided to play
matchmaker.  While Lisa and I were talking she noticed the rope marks on my
wrists from when Nicole tied me up.  Having told her earlier that I was not
in a relationship Lisa concluded that I must have tied myself up and
admitted she also practiced self bondage due to the lack of a partner and
expressed her desire for a playmate even if it was a female one.

   When Nicole saw Lisa's texts she directed me to fulfill Lisa's desires,
an order Susan delighted to twist in her own perverted way.  Susan,
pretending to be me, convinced Lisa to secure herself to her bed for our
first date.  She then directed me to tease Lisa, making her orally pleasure
me, and agree to allow me to convert her to lesbianism.  Before releasing
her, Susan directed me to embed a remote controlled vibrator in her vagina
and secure her in a chastity belt; effectively putting her under my control
24/7.  Nicole even had me place cameras in Lisa's living room and bedroom
so 'I' could monitor her compliance.

   It had been two weeks since I imprisoned her sex.  14 days of being
tormented remotely by Nicole and Susan in my name.  Now I was heading to
Lisa's apartment to implement Nicole's newest plan; to have me bring
Annette and Lisa together.  Lisa would become Annette's Girl Friday in the
office and her pet pussy at home.

   When someone is desperate, it's easy to train them to do something they
normally wouldn't.  Then it's just a matter of conditioning them to
associate a desired action with receiving the release they crave.  I would
continue to train Lisa to accept performing oral sex on women as part of
her bondage fetish, condition her to accept women as lovers or one specific
woman, Annette.  Meanwhile, I would morph Annette's love of cosplay into a
more dom/sub theme.  The first step now required me to clean Annette's home
dressed in one of my many maid outfits and orally pleasure her.  I would
also encourage more dominant behavior by Annette.  Making her to crave
having a woman orally pleasure her but not requiring her to reciprocate. 
Getting her used to the dominant role and keeping another woman in bondage.
In effect, I was to make Annette a pillow princess with her pet kitty Lisa
kneeling between her legs.

   Having the key to Lisa's apartment I quickly enter, relieved to escape
potential exposure.  Focusing my eyes I come face to face with a surprised
Lisa.  After I trapped her in chastity Susan had ordered me give Lisa
certain laws she was required to follow.

   Like myself the threat of being spotted on camera not following the
rules made Lisa follow them religiously.  She made sure she was dressed
sexy at all times.  Hair and make-up done up as if she was planning to meet
her lover at any moment and always wearing some symbol of a cat.  Viewing
the cameras I knew she was cleaning her apartment dressed per my rules, but
I was still taken aback by the image.

   After tormenting her for weeks, Lisa was desperate and obeyed my
commands in hope of release.  Release I had promised for tomorrow if I
determined she was behaving correctly.  Not knowing when to expect me she
was cleaning to be prepared for an early morning visit.  The body lace of
the little black dress clung to her chest, highlighting her cleavage while
the skirt hung loosely over her hips leaving the tops of her black
stockings exposed.  The dress had been re appropriated to match my kinky
demands.  Paired with a white waist apron her elegant evening wear was
turned into a sexy maids uniform.  Complete with a cat embroidered on the
corner of the apron, a headband with cat ears and of course her black
leather collar with a little cat ornament.  And even though she expected to
remain at home alone her hair and makeup were done for an evening out, all
at my request.

   "Alice," stuttered Lisa.  "Wow!.  You look, wow."

   As we appraised each other our appearances clearly defined our
relationship, yet mine was not my own.  Being Nicole's puppet she was in
constant control of my strings, directing my movements.  Lisa and Annette
would never know of Nicole, but she very much directed their lives.

   The shock from my arrival slowly disappeared from Lisa's face, replaced
by a flirtatious smile as she realized we were about to play.  "I didn't
expect you until tomorrow," purred Lisa, and she straightened up pushing
her chest out.

   "I said you were not going to cum until tomorrow," I replied dropping
the bag to the floor, and knowing that Nicole and Susan were watching the
camera, strutted closer to my prey.  "I did not say anything about then I
would come."

   Lisa stood at attention and her eyes stayed focused on the leather
collar around my neck and the small key hanging from it.  As I approached I
reached out to cup her breasts.  A soft moan escaped her lips as she pushed
her chest into my hands.  Her breasts felt so sensual and I started to
become aroused as I now associated the soft curves of a woman with sex.  I
knew Nicole's conditioning had changed me and the longer I went down this
sapphic path the more entrenched these changes became.  Evolving from
acquiescence to willingness to inclination to preference to desire to lust
to love.  How far was I on this scale, when would I reach the tipping point
where these feelings would be permanent or did I already pass it.  Would I
ever want to change back from something I had been conditioned to love.

   "You like this don't you?" I whispered as I continued to grope her
chest. "You like being under the control of another woman.  It makes you
wet knowing that I, a woman own your most intimate of places."

   "Oh yes," gasped Lisa as I pulled her in for a kiss.  My hands moving to
grasp her neck and wrap around her waist forcing our bodies together.  In
complete control I slide my hand down her back.  A muffled moan escaped her
lips as my fingers made contact with the metal band of the chastity belt.

   "So has my pet pussy been behaving?" I ask as my fingers sliding along
the metal.

   "Yes Alice," whimpered Lisa in response.

   "Have you been thinking about me?" I playfully inquire.

   "Your all I can think about," responded Lisa rubbing the front shield on
my thigh.  "Your the last thing I think about when I go to sleep and the
first when I wake up.  You have even taken over my dreams.  Very, very
erotic dreams."

   "So you haven't thought of boys?" I ask.

   "No," replied Lisa.  "Your the only person I can think about now. 
You've captured my full attention and are the only person I want to satisfy
me."

   "I am the only person who can satisfy you," I stated as I gave a tug on
the belt imprisoning her sex as I sealed her lips with a long passionate
kiss.

   Breaking the kiss we both breathe deeply.  Even though Lisa and I were
straight we were aroused by our actions.  Lisa, or my pet pussy, was
willing to sexually surrender to me.  A small amount of metal and a simple
lock had effectively made her my possession.  But our lust was not our own.
Nicole was the true driver, the woman who owned me and by proxy Lisa.  Even
though my brain still loathed the idea of having sex with women, Nicole had
made the thought of having sex with a woman arousing and kissing Lisa sent
a shiver through my body.  It was this understanding that I had to obey
Nicole's commands that guided me as I let my hand slide over the hem of her
dress.  Lisa closed her eyes and let out another moan as my hand made its
journey up her smooth thigh lifting the hem.  Her breath turned ragged as I
came into contact with the metal bands of the chastity belt.  Lisa's eyes
snapped open as I abruptly pulled away, looking at me nervously.

   "Come my pussy," I commanded, "it's time for you to earn your release."

   Taking her hand I lead Lisa towards the bedroom.  Positioning her at the
foot of the bed I slowly began circling her.  Lisa remained frozen at
attention, face locked forward breasts push out.  Her breathing heavy, like
a colt ready to bolt.  I stopped behind her and untied the knot of her
little white apron transforming her sexy maid uniform back into a sensual
evening dress.

   Pressing my chest into her back I run my hands over her hips along the
metal bands of the belt and around her torso coming to rest on her
impressive breasts, her nipples pressing against the fabric trying to force
their way through.  Returning my hands to her back I grasp the zipper,
pulling it down revealing her back to me.  Reaching her ass I slide my
hands up her exposed skin pushing the cloth apart and off of her shoulders,
letting the dress drop to her feet.

   Turning her around I stare at her breasts mere inches from my face.  The
black lace push up bra a stark contrast to her pale white orbs. 
Unconsciously my hands return to her luscious mounds, groping her soft
flesh as she reaches behind her back releasing the clasp of her bra causing
her breasts to spring free giggling a little before settling into a natural
position.  Lisa playfully twisted her body making her breasts sway back and
forth.  My eyes focused on their movement like some hypnotists charm.  It
was now my turn to moan.

   Pushing her to the bed I make her sit as I kneel between her spread legs
and slide my hands over her thigh feeling her soft skin inches away from
the metal band imprisoning her sex.  The cable for the vibrator sticking
out the side.  Reaching up I pull one stocking off then the other, making
her as naked as she could make herself.

   "Get into position," I breathe as I return to my feet.

   Lisa moved to the center of the bed and stretched out her arms and legs
in preparation for the next step.  The simple auto release restraints that
were once attached to the corners of her bed now replaced with steel
locking cuffs.  With a final ratchet Lisa is secured.

   She looked so helpless and needy locked up and under my control.  So
willing to surrender her freedom to me in exchange for releasing her sex.
Lisa, my pet pussy, was now my pleasure slave.  A cute pet whose only
purpose was to look pretty and provide sexual pleasure her mistress.

   Without saying a word, I get up and strut across the room.  Reaching my
bag I bend at the waist to present my leather covered ass even though I
knew the corset would resist.  Returning to the bed I reveal a sleep mask
with the image of cat eyes.  Lisa watched me wide-eyed as I placed the mask
over her face removing her vision.

   Highly aroused and breathing heavily I could see Lisa's naked breasts
moving up and down.  With her sight removed I was able to stare at her body
unashamed.  Her nipples looking like two cherries atop luscious mounds. 
Lowering my eyes to the stainless steel bands running over her skin
imprisoning her sex I catch myself licking my lips and rubbing my hand over
my stomach just before it slid down.  Looking up I could see Lisa laying
perfectly still craving my touch.  A slight whimper escaping her lips as I
pull at the hair trapped under the mask.

   "Does my pussy want to cum," I purred as my hand caressed the side of
her face like one would do with a pet cat.

   "Yes," answered Lisa the desperation evident in her voice.

   "You want another woman to make you cum," I inquire as I gaze over
Lisa's naked body.

   "Yes, I want another woman to make me cum!" Lisa proclaimed, her desire
clearly in control.

   Having a dancers body I couldn't help but be drawn to Lisa's.  It being
so different from my own.  Her breasts stood up from her chest like large
soft mounds of creamy white skin.  Her waist flowing into the curve of her
hips.  She reminded me so much of Vicky, the well-endowed hooters waitress.
Even though I was, am, a heterosexual I was infatuated by her breasts and
ass.  The fact that my infatuation turned into sexual attraction was an
outcome of that.  When Vicky and I stopped seeing each other I was more
saddened than relieved as I would no longer have access to her body.  But
now I had Lisa's curves.

   Reaching out I gently run my fingers over her collar bone before the
draw became too much and my hand moved down sliding through the valley
between her breasts.  Lisa's whimpers masking my own soft moan as my hand
reacquainted itself with her firm mounds.  Spherical in shape they sat atop
her chest like two halves of a soccer ball.  Far larger than my own, I ran
my hand over their smooth curves brushing over her areolas and her hardened
nipples.  For all intents and purposes I controlled Lisa's sex so in effect
her lovely breasts were mine to explore.

   Knowing Lisa was completely under my control, I let my fingers move over
her stomach studying her body before tracing the upper edge of the metal
belt and then down to her leg.  Her thighs felt soft but firm, and I was
surprised how much caressing them turned me on.  Nicole's actions had been
very effective at manipulating my arousal.  Training I was now using on
Lisa's body.  My mind felt a bit of betrayal as I still followed Nicole's
commands.  Like I truly had become her puppet with her pulling my wires
from afar as I corrupted another innocent heterosexual for her enjoyment.

   This conclusion became my justification as I focused on my ordered task.
Leaning up I slide my hand along her hip causing a lustful sigh from Lisa.
"How far are you willing to go?" I asked in a low voice, "Would you be
willing to let me sit on your face as you eat me out?"

   "Yes," responded Lisa squirming in her bindings.

   "It will also no longer be a one for one," I continue my hand moving
back to her breasts.  "No tit-for-tat.  Are you willing to eat your key
holder out just to please her without a release of your own?"

   Lisa let out a whimper her breathing was hard and fast.  "Yes," she
replied.

   Moving up, I let my hair brush against her chest as I placed my face
above hers, my breath signaling the approaching kiss.  "Good kitty," I
state just before our lips make contact.  Lisa remained passive as I kissed
her forcing my tongue deep into her mouth.

   As our kiss became more passionate my mind couldn't help but be reminded
of how immoral this was.  Here we were, two heterosexual women making out
in what could only be described as highly erotic.  Both hesitant but made
to give in to the manipulation of our primal urges in lesbian fashion
succumbing to our desires and accepting the scenario.  It was kind of
surreal, neither of us were lesbian, and yet we were participating in very
kinky lesbian play.  Both being driven by elements beyond our control.  I
was a puppet to my mistress and Lisa was fast becoming my pet.  Like me,
her body was being tamed, domesticated and trained to accept and crave the
sexual touch of another woman.

   Moving my hand along her waist I slid it over her hip and press against
the metal plate covering her sex.  Moaning into my mouth, Lisa pulled on
her restraints and arched her back as if she tried to force my hand through
the barrier.  Straightening up I lift my hands to the leather collar around
my neck releasing the small key that hung like some trinket.  Lisa remained
perfectly still as I maneuvered to release her sex from its prison.  With a
click the straps of the belt popped free and I worked the metal contraption
from her hips.  The smell of Lisa's arousal filled the room and her pussy
glistened from her secretions covering the pubic hair that grew over the
past two weeks.

   "Looks like my pussy is ready to play," I purred as I brush my fingers
through her stubbly hairs.

   "Yes," moaned Lisa as she wiggled her hips to my touch.  "Please!"

   "Patience my little kitty," I respond.  First my pet pussy needs some
grooming" With that I reach into the bag for a razor and shaving cream.

   Lisa let out a hiss as I started to pull the vibrator from where it had
been trapped for the last two weeks.  A slurping sound accompanying its
removal as I pulled it from her body allowing her juices to pore from
between her lips.

   Mixing the shaving cream with Lisa's own juices I lather up her groin.
"I'm going to let you in on a little secret," I state nervously.  "Ms. 
Belle is not really my aunt."

   "She's not," Lisa inquired as she tried to focus on what I was saying.

   "No," I reply.  "She's actually my lover."

   "You're having sex with Annette!" Lisa shouted as the impact of my
statement overloaded her lust.  "Was she the one who tied you up?"

   "Yes," I respond.  Knowing that Lisa believing that Annette was a dom
would help me reset their relationship.  I place a finger against her
swollen labia to hold it in place as I position the razor against her groin
causing Lisa to become motionless.  "And you shall refer to her as Ms. 
Belle from now on."

   "She knows we are seeing each other," Lisa babbled.

   "That's Ms.  Belle," I correct, "and yes she is okay with it.  In fact,
she told me to seduce you."

   "Ms.  Belle wanted you to have sex with me" asked Lisa, switching to
Annette's formal name.

   "Yes," I confirm.  "She, like me, always thought you had a great ass. 
Why do you think she ordered you a special chair that placed your butt on
display."

   "Ms.  Belle likes to look at my ass." Lisa stated.  "But she was married
and has a daughter."

   "True", I respond as I pull the razor across her flesh removing the last
of the stubby hairs.  "But her husband liked it when she flirted with other
women and after he died she decided not to be with another man."

   "There all done," I announce grabbing a wet wipe to clean the remaining
shaving cream from her crotch.  "All nice and pretty."

   Taking a deep breath I blow at her hairless crotch causing Lisa to
shiver with need.  "Now if you want to cum you will need to take care of me
first,"

   Lisa remained silent as I twist and positioned myself above her head.

   Placing my hands above her breasts I lower myself onto her face.  Not
fully used to oraling pleasuring another woman Lisa hesitantly began
licking.

   "Now kitties can lick better than that, press your tongue deep inside,"
I state as I reach down and slip my finger in her wet cunt for emphasis. 
My action pushed her through the barrier, and she committed herself to
eating me out as she worked her tongue deep into my passage slurping up my
juices without hesitation.

   "MMMM that's a good kitty," I purred as I wiggled my hips.  "I'm going
to teach you everything you need to know to please Ms.  Belle.  You are
going to become a well-trained pussy and only when you obey your owner and
do a good job are you going to get the opportunity to cum."

   Lisa continued licking, eagerly following my instructions as I explained
how best to orally pleasure another woman.  Under my guidance Lisa built up
my arousal as her skill level increased.  A shiver and deep groan signaled
my orgasm as I pressed my groin into her face forcing my cum into her
mouth.

   Regaining my strength I lift myself off of her face.  "That was very
good my pet," I breathe.  Looking at the clock I see it's 10 minutes after
midnight.

   "Now are you ready for your reward?" I sing as I brush my finger over
Lisa's wet outer labia.

   "Oh Yes, YES please," gasped Lisa as she pulled on her binding trying to
push her legs further apart.

   I started by licking a little of her nectar that was dripping down her
thigh.  "You taste very good my pet," I state as I swirl her favor over my
tongue.  "Luckily for me you are very wet and an attentive lover always
licks her partner clean."

   With that statement I wrap my hands around her thighs and grab her ass.
Pressing my face between her legs I push my tongue between her swollen lips
and deep into channel.  Her scent filled my nostrils as I lapped up her
juices.  Lisa moaned and shivered as she pulled on her bindings like a
trapped beast fighting for release.

   "A good lover knows how to tease and arouse her partner," I continue as
I toy with her engorged clit.  Lisa's breath grew short as the pleasure
mounted but even in her aroused state she was not able to jump over the
crest.  With a quick lick up her slit and driving my tongue deep within her
I explored her treasure that I now kept under lock and key.

   Due to her pent-up arousal my actions pushed her over the edge quickly,
and she came with a screeching cry wiping away more of the heterosexual
woman.

   I kissed and licked around the outside of her vagina cleaning up her
juices and building her arousal back up to as I continued my mission of
conversion.  Bound to her bed I used my practiced tongue to bring Lisa to
orgasm only to arouse her once more.  After many more orgasms and cries of
pleasure I maneuvered out from between her legs to prepare for the next
part of my seduction.

   Standing up I undo the clasp on my skirt and with a little effort I'm
able to pull it over my hips exposing the tattoo that now proclaimed me a
lesbian slave.  Sliding the short confining garment down my legs I reached
into the bag and pull out the strap-on harness Nicole had purchased.  Made
of latex it matched my skin perfectly making me look normal once again, if
not for the dildo Annette made of her late husband's penis sticking out
from my groin.

   Walking back to the bed I pull the sleep mask from Lisa's eyes.  Her
hair matted to her face Lisa opened her eyes and stared at the ceiling as
if in some orgasmic trance.  She was panting heavily, her chest heaving as
she turned to look at me.

   "Now that you know what true sex is like, I'm going to give you to
fucking of your life using the mold of Ms.  Belle's husbands dick.  And all
through it, you are going to see that it is a woman doing it," I state.

   Her eyes dropping to the appendage Lisa only let out a quiet whimper.

   ______

   Early Monday morning Lisa walked through the office hot coffee in hand.
Her dress was reminiscent to what a 1950s secretary wore to please their
boss.  Upon reaching Annette's door she gave a soft knock causing Annette
to look up with a playful smirk.

   "Good morning Ms Belle, I brought you your coffee," announced Lisa as
she walked over to the side of Annette's desk and leaned over to place the
cup on the edge giving Annette a clear view of her chest.

   "Good morning to you as well," replied Annette.  "You're looking very
... pretty this morning."

   "Thank you," respond Lisa doing a little curtsy.  "I'm pleased it meets
your approval."

   "Yes it does," stated Annette her eyes roaming over Lisa's body.  "I
trust you had an enjoyable weekend?"

   "Oh yes," giggled Lisa.  "Your 'niece' Alice made it very memorable."

   "Yes my niece," responded Annette picking up the coffee and taking a
sip. "She can make weekends...  memorable."

   "Is there anything else I can do for you Ms.  Belle," asked Lisa. 
"Anything at all."

   "No Lisa just take your seat," responded Annette.  "Oh and Lisa please
bring me the key to your desks attachment".

   "With pleasure Ms.  Belle," responded Lisa with a smile as she strutted
to her desk to retrieve the key to the ankle shackle.



   With Strings Attached Ch.  25

   "Okay now the hard part," chirped Gracie.

   Gracie was Nicole's hairdresser, and for all intents and purposes mine
as well.  Ever since Susan blackmailed me into a lesbian relationship with
her cousin Nicole I have been trapped as Nicole's sex slave.  Forced to act
the way she wants, dress the way she wants and even have my hair and makeup
done the way she wants.

   Today what Nicole wanted was a very erotic braiding.  The girls at the
salon had just finished my makeup, usually the last step.  Covering my face
in a light foundation, my lips in a contrasting deep burgundy color and my
eyes in red and black eye shadow and eyeliner.

   With the focus of a surgeon Gracie started to braid the hair along my
scalp starting from the center and ending above my ear, leaving a bit of
hair in the middle of my forehead.  Next, using some of my long hair from
the back she started braiding forward until she met the front braid. 
Incorporating the remnants of each, she braided down towards my ear before
breaking the braid in two, a smaller one going behind my ear and a larger
one in front.  The front braid was parted again just above the level of my
eyebrows and braided to the hair dangling over my nose, while the rest was
braided to the bottom of my ear.  The rear braid was kept tight against the
back of my ear and pulled around the bottom where it was merged with the
braid in the front.  Gracie then braided the combined hair towards my face
just under my cheekbone.  When she reached the center of my eye she broke
the braid into two, the upper was braided moving just under my eye to the
top of my nose.  With another hairdresser holding it in place Gracie
repeated the process on the other side.  With an intricate webbing of six
braids meeting over my nose Gracie started to braid the hair she left
hanging in the center of my forehead, incorporated each braid as she went
down the bridge of my nose.  She then braided the final lower braids until
they emerged over the center of my nose and then braided the remaining hair
up.

   Unable to see, it felt like Gracie was making a small bun with my hair
at the crown of my nose.  Using a small pliers and a metal ring she secured
them all together.  The end result felt like a web of hair covering the top
of my face.

   "Done!  What do you guys think?" Announced Gracie.

   Spinning my chair I got to see Gracie's artwork.  The lattice work of
interwoven braids resembled a fashionably erotic lace mask that was
becoming popular.

   "It's incredible," beamed Nicole as she surveyed Gracie's work, "a true
work of art.  What do you think puppet?"

   "Unbelievable," I replied almost in a daze as I reached up, my nails
colored to match my hair scraping the intricate braiding.

   "I know", giggled Gracie.  "I cannot believe I was actually able to do
it.  I was thinking we could add some angel's breath to highlight the style
a little more."

   "No," replied Nicole placing her hand on Gracie's back and sliding it
lower than appropriate.  "It's perfect, anything more will just take away
from it.  How finish up we have a photo shoot to do."

   I studied my image as Gracie made short work of my remaining hair.  It
truly was a work of art and gave my face and me a highly seductive look. 
The small bun on my nose resembled a flower decorating the center of the
mask and was a brilliant way to hold it all together.  Once again Nicole
made me look my best for her deviate plans.

   While I was making my assessment Gracie was making two more braids
running down the back of my neck pulling the ends up and weaving them back
into their bases, creating two loops.  With my remaining hair she created a
small bun at the base of my head looking like a larger version of the one
she created for my mask.  Standing up, I noticed that I had become the
center of attention in the crowded salon as everyone stopped to admire the
fetish style Gracie created, including Morgan the salon owner.

   "That is truly amazing," complemented Morgan.

   "Thank you," beamed Gracie from her bosses complement.

   "I knew you were good,'' continued Morgan as she examined my head, "but
this deserves to be on the cover of a magazine."

   "Thanks again," stated Gracie.  "Alice and Nicole are doing a photo
shoot and asked me to do a style that would make Alice really stand out."

   "Well given how beautiful your model looks I can just imagine how well
the pictures will turn out," added Morgan.  "Say, I have an idea.  If you
are doing a photo shoot I will exchange the cost of the visit for a head
shot we can place on our salon wall?"

   "That sounds fantastic," responded Nicole.  "How about that my sweet,
your first professional shoot."

   I could only smile nervously.  Nicole did not even ask me if I was okay
having a picture of me on a salon's wall, let alone looking like this.  But
it made no difference as Susan would not allow me to say no.

   "Come puppet we have a busy day," ordered Nicole as she guided me out of
the salon to the applause of the patrons.

   -----

   True to her word it was a busy day.  Nicole had me dress in a number of
outfits, the bulk of them borrowed from Annette, the MILF Susan forced me
to seduce.  Heavy into role-play Annette had a number of character outfits
as well and a large collection of latex clothing.  We had 'play dates'
every other weekend when her daughter spent the night at her cousins by way
of alternating sleepovers.  As this was our off week, I knew she would loan
me the clothes.

   Hence, I found myself in Nicole's darkened basement wearing a figure
hugging shiny black latex dress with a deep scoop neckline that showed off
the tops of my breasts and the hem meeting the pinkie rule. 
Shoulder-length opera gloves, four-inch stiletto heels and leggings
reaching to within an inch of the hemline, all in shiny black latex,
covered the skin left exposed by the little black dress.

   Combined with my hair and makeup I couldn't deny how sexy I looked or
how restricted I felt.  The gloves and leggings tightly encased my limbs
and resisted even the slightest of movements.  The dress clung tightly over
my body, squeezing my torso and stomach into a more hourglass appearance
and stretching over my hips and ass pinning my thighs together.  Despite
having a majority of my skin covered I felt naked and exposed in the tight
ensemble.  With the riding crop I gave Nicole for Christmas in hand I stood
in position awaiting Nicole's command.  Forced to breathe deeply, I could
feel the latex of the dress stretch before squeezing the air out of my
lungs.

   "Okay puppet," commanded Nicole.  "Let your arms hang and let the crop
point at the ground.  Back straight.  A serious face and keep eye contact
with the camera."

   I knew better than to resist and I posed as Nicole ordered.  We have
done these shoots many times and I knew exactly what she wanted.w And like
a professional model I started to walk down the lighted pathway towards the
camera heel to toe with the crop playfully hitting my calf muscle as the
camera clicked away.

   The latex leggings tugged against my legs and the hem of the dress acted
like a rubber band forcing my thighs together making me fight for every
small step.  As I walked forward I knew the lights were reflecting off of
the shiny black latex presenting an ever-changing kaleidoscope for the
camera.

   After the dress Nicole had me pose in many more outfits, from latex to
leather to lace.  But the theme of the photos were all the same, sexual dom
play.  For some I posed as the aggressor, the dom role, and for others I
was the submissive.

   "Okay puppet, time for the real fun," announced Nicole as she put down
the camera and pulled several red ropes from her bag of tricks, "take off
all your clothes."

   Nervously I removed the little clothing I was wearing as I watched
Nicole methodically organized the ropes.  Ever since I was forced to start
this sexual relationship my body had been conditioned to associate females
with sex.  Yet as much as my body now desired the touch of a woman,
mentally I was still heterosexual.  But my lack of experience with boys
gave me little to fight against the softness or feminine curves I had been
trained to crave.

   While my mind wanted to resist I knew I had to go along with Nicole
desires and as I focused on the ropes coiled in her hands a shiver ran
through my treacherous body.  It's amazing what can be conditioned to start
triggering arousal.  At the sight of the ropes my body knew my mind would
no longer have control and would be free to enjoy the sexual pleasures
without conflict.

   With a playful smirk Nicole tied a figure eight knot into one of the
ropes.  My breathing became deep and slow as she moved in front of me and
pressed herself against my naked body and centered the knot just above the
crack of my ass.

   "I know puppet," whispered Nicole into my ear, "rope play makes me
excited to."

   I felt Nicole pull the rope over my hips as she tied a decorative knot
over my pelvis.  Taking the ends she pulled them upward and around the
small of my waist before directing them back down and through the loops of
the figure eight knot on my back.  Kneeling down she pulled the two ends
between my legs wedging the ropes in the crack of my ass and up along the
outside of my labia and looping them over the hip rope on either side of
the knot over my pelvis.  Pulling the two ends back down Nicole
strategically tied a knot to rest on my clitoris before weaving the two
lengths.  Reaching for her bag Nicole pulled out a remote vibrator,
identical to the one I embedded in Lisa, and pushed it into my wet cavity
before sealing my slit with the woven rope.

   I unconsciously wiggled my hips moving the vibrator and rope into a
better position as Nicole pulled on the two ends forcing the ropes to move
over my ass cheeks, then wrapping it around my hip, a little lower than the
original, before securing it to the rope running up the outside of my outer
labia pulling them apart.  After repeating the process on my other side I
was effectively wearing a pair of rope panties hiding nothing but securely
binding my body and keeping the small intruder from escaping.

   "Now cross your arms behind your back," ordered Nicole as she retrieved
another rope.

   A knot formed in my throat and I suppressed a moan as I folded my arms
knowing my freedom was about to be taken away.  A small gasp escaped my
lips as Nicole meticulously wrapped the rope around my arms giving as much
attention to its visual appeal as binding me.  My whole body felt like an
instrument being strung in preparation of being played by its master.

   After securing my arms Nicole wrapped one of the ends around my chest
just below my breasts.  She then repeated the process with the other end
wrapping it just above my breasts.  The two ends were secured around my
arms in the center of my back before being pulled up and tied into a
decorative knot at the back of my neck.  She then made two loops around my
neck, one snug and the other loose hanging almost midway to my breasts and
trying everything off behind my neck.

   A tingle of excitement ran through my body as Nicole stopped to caress
my breasts before she straightened the ropes.  Returning to the table I
watched as she found the center of another rope and used it to clinch the
ropes running above and below my breasts together tightly between my
breasts before pulling the two ends up towards to lose rope loop dangling
around my neck.  Giving the bottom of the loop twist Nicole fed the ends of
the rope through the small ring she made and pulled them around my chest
and looping them through the knot in the center of my arms.  Moving behind
me Nicole then pulled the two ends up and through the braided loops Gracie
made before pulling them down and tying them to the figure eight knot over
my ass.

   "There, what a pretty package you make," purred Nicole as she ran her
fingers over the ropes.

   Secured as I was all I could do was stand at attention as Nicole took
liberties with my body.  Squeezing her finger under the knot at my waist
Nicole half directed half pulled me to a wooden pallet she covered with a
deep red velvet cloth.  Walking, I felt the full effects of the ropes for
the first time as they pulled and pressed against my sensitive flesh.

   I stepped onto the makeshift platform where Nicole helped me kneel. 
After having me wobble forward a little and spreading my legs Nicole was
finally happy with my position and had me drop on my knees and press my ass
into the heels of my feet.  Taking another rope Nicole proceed to tie my
thigh to my ankle and repeated the process every six inches until she
reached my knee where she poked a hole in the fabric and secured the end to
the slat beneath.

   After securing my other leg the same way Nicole slowly circled me
admiring her work.  My breathing started to become heavy as I knelt at
attention.  Tied as I was I could not offer any resistance.  I could only
kneel, head facing forward as she made minor corrections to where the ropes
lay.  Satisfied Nicole retrieved her camera.

   I had a sharp intake of breath and my body pulled against the ropes as
Nicole activated the vibrator.  Nicole laughed at my reaction as she
captured my moment of surprise with the camera.  After the initial jolt,
Nicole reduced the setting of the vibrations to the level she knew would be
very arousing but not enough to push me over the edge.  The end result was
my nipples remained hardened and my body released a steady flow of juices
that lubricated the woven ropes pressed against my vagina.

   My breathing started to become more and more labored as Nicole took her
time moving around my bound body finding the perfect angle.  All the while
my pussy continued to leak as the vibrator kept up it steady torment. 
Twisting my body I let out an involuntary moan of frustration.

   "Feeling a little frustrated puppet," laughed Nicole.

   "Yes mistress," I replied as Nicole knelt down in front of me.  Having
all the pictures she wanted I knew she now wanted tease me for release.  In
my aroused state I could not take my eyes off of her round breasts swelling
with each breath she took.

   "You look so beautiful when you are helpless," purred Nicole as she
reached out and caressed my nipple.  "I bet you would do anything to cum
right now wouldn't you puppet."

   "Ahhh, yes mistress," I breathed while trying not to moan.  Her touch
was electric, and she knew how sensitive my breasts were.  I kept trying to
make it over the edge, my body was primed and wanted nothing more than to
have Nicole bring me off, but she always pulled back just as I was reaching
the crest causing my much wanted orgasm to retreat.  My stomach clenching
with exasperation from both wanting an orgasm from another woman and
needing one.  Knowing I had no choice I forced my head forward pulling the
bindings around my body tighter and driving the rope deeper into my crotch.

   "Please mistress I need to cum," I whimpered hoping Nicole would not
make me debase myself too much.

   "Oh so needy and helpless," teased Nicole as she maneuvered in front of
me, camera at the ready.  "You may have what you crave."

   Nicole amped up the vibrator slightly and I leaned forward.  The added
pressure tightened the ropes and pressed the woven rope over my crotch
against my clit.  I started to pump my hips up and down as much as my
restraints would allow as if humping an invisible object.  My clit
responded to the stimulation adding to the effects of the vibrator. 
Feeling the orgasm build my breathing became more labored, I started to
hump faster and forced my head lower pulling the ropes tighter.

   With a loud scream by whole body spasmed as the massive orgasm exploded
within me.  Unable to move, I remained in the ropes tight embrace as I
caught my breath and let my racing heart slow.  I enjoyed the rush of
endorphins as I lifted my head easing the stress on the ropes.  Opening my
eyes I looked straight into Nicole's camera and with a click of the shutter
Nicole pulled the camera away revealing her perfect white teeth as she
smiled.

   "That was beautiful," stated Nicole.  Having its satisfaction my body
was no longer fighting against my mind but the endorphins worked to distort
my judgement and in my weakened state I could not resist her sexual draw
and smiled back.  As she stood and placed the camera on the table my eyes
shifted focus to her ass shown off by the clinging yoga pants.

   With her back still to me Nicole turned her head and made eye contact.
With a wicked grin she grabbed the sides of her pants and pushed them down
exposing her voluptuous ass.  A hiss escaped my lips and my body trembled
with lust as I felt it becoming more addicted.

   Placing a chair before me, Nicole sat down and scooted until her
glistening pussy was in front of my face and the smell of her arousal
filled my nose.  "Now bring me off," commanded Nicole.

   "Yes mistress," I responded and I pressed my head down tightening the
ropes once again.

   Even before my tongue came in contact with her pussy I began salivate.
Nicole's training had been so effective and extensive the mere thought of
performing oral sex caused my mouth to water.  Worse was how my body now
responded to the stimuli.  My breasts swelled and my body tingled from the
knowledge that I was about to pleasure another woman.  As I strained
against by bindings to reach Nicole's crotch I felt the woven rope rub
against my own pussy heightening my arousal.

   As I stretched out my tongue it made contact with her moist lips I let
out a deep sigh as Nicole activated the vibrator.  As I pressed my body
further down the rope tightened over my crotch and I pushed my tongue into
Nicole's cavity and lapped her juices.

   It was Nicole's turn to moan as my lips came into contact with hers and
I began to maneuver my tongue in her love channel slurping out her nectar
as I encouraged her body to release more.  The familiar shiver of her body
signaling she was about to cum I wiggle the tip of my tongue over her g
spot causing her whole body to shake.

   Laying in the chair I dutifully lap at her pussy as she came down from
her high.  My eyes staring over the expanse of her flat stomach and smooth
curves of her heaving breasts before making contact with her eyes as she
looked down at me, her hand moving to the back of my head.

   "That was very good puppet," breathed Nicole as she caressed my head. 
"One more like that and I will let you cum again."

   Extending my tongue I run it up to her swollen clit moving her hood out
of the way before giving it a little nibble as I worked her arousal back
up.

   ____

   I stood nervously before the applauding crowd, still uncomfortable being
the center of attention.  When Nicole presented the promised photo and
results of the photo shoot to Morgan she decided to host an unveiling
party. Attended by all the stylists, a number of the salons younger more
trendy clients and a style reporter from the local paper the salon was
filled with women dressed for an elegant reception.  Being covered by the
press encouraged to attendees to wear sexy cocktail dresses with many
having their hair and makeup done by the salon.

   The photo, a framed 16Ã--20 print of the facial shot Nicole took just
after my orgasm, was hidden behind a velvet cover until Gracie and I
removed it.  Adding to my humiliation was its companion picture, a copy of
a magazine ad with me walking down a darkened hallway wearing the latex
dress, horse whip in hand.  Susan had convinced Nicole to let her shop the
images to an upstart perfume company who bought the set to use as part of a
campaign.  Susan even got Nicole to set up a modeling/photo company that
now owned a number of the stock photos Nicole had taken of me.  Erotic and
kinky photos now the property of a soulless corporation, 80% owned by my
mistress Nicole and 20% by my blackmailer Susan.  Playing up my submissive
role Susan even got Nicole to have me sign a rather Draconian modeling
contract stipulating I could not reject any negotiated assignment.

   Looking up I put on a smile for the gathered crowd of women admiring the
photo having no knowledge of what was done to capture the shot.  As the
applause died down a wave of fear passed through my body as I spotted Susan
moving to the front of the crowd, champagne glass in hand.  The predatory
smile on her red painted lips revealing her enjoyment of my current
predicament.

   Like the rest of the women attending Susan had her hair and makeup done
beautifully, yet she still stood out from the crowd.  The purple satin maxi
dress clung to her body and left little to the imagination.  Two thin
straps ran over her otherwise uncovered shoulders and the deep cut of the
neckline showed a fair amount of cleavage.  From there the tightness of the
fabric hugged her flawless body accenting her waist before the slit exposed
her leg up to her thigh as the fabric to draped down to her ankles.  There
was no denying it, she looked incredible.

   A wicked grin broke out on her face as she walked slowly towards me.  I
could not tear my eyes away as she approached.  She looked elegant and sexy
at the same time.  Like a true goddess ready to torment us mere humans.

   "What a lovely party", purred Susan as she wrapped her free hand around
my waist and turned me to face the portrait.  "Nicole did an excellent job
capturing the moment.  The look on your face is the perfect mixture of
innocence, naughtiness, and pure satisfaction.  Just imagine what everyone
would think if they knew you were bound naked on the floor coming off of an
intense mechanically induced orgasm."

   Too afraid to respond I just looked at the floor in defeat.

   "Come my sweet," commanded Susan as she took my hand and led me through
the crowd.  Still looking at the floor, I could not help but watch her ass
sway in front of me.

   Reaching the back of the salon Susan turned to face me and lifted my
head up to meet her gaze.  She studied my reaction, indulging in my turmoil
like some fine chocolate.  Smiling smugly Susan brushed her hands over my
dress like she was smoothing out the material of my strapless body con mini
dress.

   "I cannot believe that I now literally own your ass or at least photos
of it" whispered Susan as her hand dropped to my rear.  Her fingers dancing
over the smooth fabric as if they were checking if I was wearing underwear.
"You would be amazed how many people are interested in your photos too."

   "Who," I nervously whisper finally finding my voice.

   A number of female on-line lesbian writers for one," responded Susan. 
"They are all interested in digital covers to help spur sales and the
potential to buy an exclusive photo is too good to pass up.  Unfortunately
they do not pay very much.  But then again we are not in it for the money
right?"

   "No we're not," I reply knowing Susan just wanted to torment me and
Nicole would get a kick at seeing me on the cover of an erotic lesbian
novel.

   "Excellent," stated Susan in a mocking tone.  "Now I have one more job
for you tonight," added Susan as she turned me back towards the crowd.  "I
want you to seduce your hair stylist Gracie."

   My mouth opened but I remained quite as my eyes caught sight of Gracie
standing with Nicole.  It eems like Nicole had the same idea as her eyes
locked with mine and a smile crossed her lips.



   With Strings Attached Ch.  26

   "I'm going to do what?" I shouted in disbelief.  Normally I just kept my
emotions in check when dealing with Nicole, but her statement sounded crazy
even for the life I was forced to live.

   "I said you are going to fuck the senior cheerleaders at my high
school," repeated Nicole as she filled me in on the days events.

   Several weeks ago I stripped at Jessica's 18th birthday party.  The
youngest senior on the cheer squad, Jessica and I were close to the same
size and Nicole wanted me to get her junior year school and competitive
cheer uniforms.  Things got a little wild and I performed oral sex on each
of the six girls twice.  Word of the lesbian cheer 'orgy' spread quickly
including how each girl thought I was better at oral then their respective
boyfriends.

   Their boyfriends were surprisingly not angry.  Here was a group of boys
who would resort to punches if another guy so much as looked at their
girlfriend, yet were enthusiastic and encouraging.  Boasting they were
better at the real thing and their girlfriends could play with me, or any
other girl, as much as they wanted.  Several had even convinced their
girlfriends to go with them to Sideshow to watch my pretend sister April
strip.

   It seemed Nicole got into a debate with the boys on how a lesbian with a
strap-on would be better than a guy.  While the boys agreed that a lesbian
was better at oral they were experts with a dick and no silicone replica
would compete.  In the end the boyfriends agreed to let me fuck their
girlfriends and have them vote who was best.

   The fact that one girl was going to have sex with all six women just
seemed like a positive.  Their only condition was the size of the dildo. 
Nicole thought it would be kinky to use the one molded from Annette's
deceased husband's penis.  The spirit of his dick living on and claiming a
group of cheerleaders was too much for her to resist.  After describing the
appendage the boys laughed stating it was smaller and inferior to theirs.
Several even seemed to suggest that a larger one would be needed to make
the competition fair.

   "Guys can be so stupid when they think with their little heads," laughed
Nicole.  "They believe just because they can get a hard-on they are the
ultimate sex machine.  It's going to be so much fun to make their supposed
big dicks curl up between their legs.  If we can get the women comfortable
having sex with a female and accept their new partner they can be seduced,
and seduction leads to great sex."

   I wanted to argue how crazy this was.  Before Nicole, I was a virgin. 
Now I have a girlfriend who is more my mistress than my partner, requiring
me to have several causal relationships on the side and to seduce a number
of other women.  Yes, I had already performed oral sex on each of the
cheerleaders but this was taking it a step too far.  I would be intimate
with each woman sharing a sexual experience.  However, I knew Nicole and
Susan would give me no choice.  If Nicole wanted me to have sex with the
cheerleaders I will have sex with the cheerleaders.

   In preparation, we spent hours profiling each cheerleader, with Kathy,
who harbored a crush on each of the girls, filling us in on their likes and
dislikes and, to her enjoyment, playing there proxy.  By the weekend Nicole
had a game plan for each of the five targets.  Even the order was carefully
planned.  Stephanie, the morning person in the group, would be first at
7:00 AM, followed by Veronica, Kathy, Jessica, Hannah and lastly Tamara. 
Each getting a two-hour slot and an hour in between for me to prepare for
the next girl until 11:00 PM.  After each encounter the girl would spend
the rest of the day and night with one of the junior cheerleaders so there
would be no discussions before the big vote.

   As usual, Nicole controlled everything from the plan of attack to the
clothes I would wear for each date.  I just blindly obeyed, not realizing
Nicole had somehow got me excused from going to school on Friday or that
both my parents were away for the weekend.  My dad with his new lover
Professor Kalmer and my mom spending the weekend with April her/my pretend
daughter/sister and mistress.  I could hardly sleep that night and by
Saturday morning all of Nicole's preparations were complete and I nervously
sat in my parents living room waiting for Stephanie to arrive.

   ______________

   At 6:45 I spotted Stephanie, a little early just as Nicole had
predicted. It also looked like Nicole guessed right on my clothing as she
was dressed similarly in a pair of loose fitting yoga pants and a t-shirt.
Even dressing down for our encounter her all American cheerleader looks
shone through.  With her hair pulled back in a ponytail, she was beautiful
even without makeup.  Images of her in her bikini from Jessica's birthday
party filled my mind.  Her firm D-cup breasts and full ass replacing the
concealed image approaching my house.  The nervousness I felt in my stomach
was coming to a boil.

   "Relax," I said to myself.  "Nicole wants me to do this.  I have to do
this for my mistress.  Just follow her orders." With that I stood up to
greet my newest lover.

   "Good morning Stephanie," I announced as I opened the door, "please come
in."

   "Thank you," replied Stephanie nervously as she entered my house.

   The few moments we stood there quietly felt like an eternity.  "Would
you like a drink," I asked breaking the silence.  "I have mimosa's."

   "Yes, please," replied Stephanie.

   Walking to the living room I picked up the two glasses Nicole had
prepared and handed one to Stephanie.  "Cheers," I announced before we both
took a drink and I felt the potency.  Believing it is just my low tolerance
to alcohol and the way Nicole makes drinks I'm oblivious to the fact that
Nicole spiked them with liquid ecstasy to help set the mood.

   "Thank you for coming," I stated as we both sat on the couch.  "I know
the situation is a bit awkward."

   "Yes it is," laughed Stephanie taking another drink of her mimosa.  "I
cannot believe my boyfriend actually talked me into having sex with a
lesbian."

   "Well I hope I can make it a pleasurable experience," I stated turning
on the couch to face her.  "I think you're beautiful and am happy you
agreed to come."

   "I bet you plan to say that to all the girls coming to your house
today," smiled Stephanie as she took another drink.

   "No I mean it," I responded, placing a hand on her leg.  "You have a
gorgeous face and your body is incredible." But it was her breasts that
really held my attention.

   "Thank you," responded Stephanie.  "Most guys ignore my face and just
talk about my body.  Sometimes wish I had smaller breasts so boys wouldn't
be so focused on them.  And lesbians as well," added Stephanie as she
turned to face me and catching me staring at her chest.

   "I'm sorry," I nervously replied blushing at being caught.  "Its just
mine are so small that I seem to be attracted to large breasts.  They're
incredible" Using the seduction as an excuse to reach up and gently caress
her chest.

   The moment my hands touched her breasts Stephanie gasped and fell back
against the arm of the couch.  My palms pressed into her soft flesh, while
my thumbs rubbed her nipples.  My motions were firm but slow and her
nipples hardened from my tease.  Her head falling back as my hands
continued to explore.

   "MMM," moaned Stephanie.  "A girl hasn't touched by breasts since my
friends compared chests when we started puberty.  You're much better than
my boyfriend.  He thinks they're like basketballs.

   "I find breasts contribute more to a woman's arousal then their pussy,"
I purred as my hands become more familiar.  Until a woman is truly ready
for sex her erogenous zones need much more attention."

   Removing my hands I take her empty glass and I place it on the coffee
table.  With our eyes locked, I each for the bottom of her shirt.  Going
along with my intention Stephanie helped me pull it over her head.  With a
little smirk she works to straighten the cups of her bra as my eyes feast
on their pleasing roundness.  Emboldened, I start exploring her exposed
flesh, sliding my hands over her waist and arms, the liquid ecstasy causing
our skin to tingle.  My hands returning to her breasts I press my palms
into her soft mounds.

   "You have magical hands," breathed Stephanie as she pressed her body
forward.

   "Take it off," I ordered as I dropped my hands to her hips.

   Without saying a word, Stephanie reached behind her back and unclasped
her bra, dropping it to the floor with her shirt.  She now sat before me
topless.  Her two magnificent breasts before me.  Leaning forward I lower
my head to take one of her nipples into my mouth.  Deep moans filled the
room as my tongue worked over the hardened nub.

   "Your hair tickles," giggled Stephanie as she caressed the back of my
head.  Deep moans filling the room until her body tensed.

   "Alice wait," shouted Stephanie as she pushed me away from her chest.

   At first, I thought I was moving too quickly.  That the look of shame on
her face was from what we were doing.  Then I noticed the delicious taste
in my mouth.

   "I'm sorry they just do that when I'm aroused," apologized Stephanie.

   I realized that Stephanie was lactating and the taste was her milk. 
"Don't be sorry," I quickly replied reaching up to caress her cheek. 
"You're a woman and that's one of the special features of our bodies."

   "Well that special feature is not supposed to turn on every time I
become aroused.  Only my mom knows this happens to me.  I don't want
everyone thinking I'm a cow," whimpered Stephanie.

   I could see the look of anguish on her face as she confessed to me.  "I
don't see you as a cow," I whispered.  "I see you as a woman, a beautiful
woman who can experience what many of us can only do after childbirth.  I
think it's amazing."

   "You do," asked Stephanie relaxing her arms, so I could pull them from
her chest revealing the drops of liquid.

   "Very much so," I responded as I returned my mouth to her nipple trying
to draw as much of her milk as I could, enjoying the sweet taste.  With her
secret attribute revealed and accepted Stephanie reveled in this new form
of arousal, her moans filling the room.  After several minutes Stephanie
pulled my face from her chest.  A strong kiss followed as she drove her
tongue into my mouth tasting the mixture of my saliva and her milk.

   Breaking the kiss we both look into each others eyes as we breathed
deeply.  "Now where is this dick of yours?" Asked Stephanie.

   Reaching my bedroom Stephanie pulled me in for another kiss.  Caught off
guard I grabbed her body for support.  Regaining my balance my hands slide
up and down her back before grabbing her neck and round full ass.  Our
mouths locked together Stephanie breathed sharply through her nose as our
tongues danced together.  Squeezing her ass tightly I pulled her towards me
crushing her naked breasts between our bodies as she moaned into my mouth.

   Needing air, we break the kiss and with our faces only inches apart I
could see the desire in her eyes.  Without a word Stephanie started to
remove her pants and I began to remove my cloths.  Naked, except for the
latex harness, I turn my back to her as I retrieved Annette's dildo and
attached it to my groin.  Stephanie's eyes dropped to the penis now affixed
to my body.

   "It looks so real," stated Stephanie as she caressed the silicone
appendage.

   "It feels real too," I reply pushing her towards the bed.

   Taking the hint Stephanie crawled up and got on her hands and knees. 
Her magnificent ass displayed before me.  Knowing what I needed to do, I
kneel behind the curvy cheerleader and rub my hands over her round bottom.

   "You have a beautiful ass," I purred.  "So smooth.  So perfect."
Grabbing my penis I rub the tip against her lips.  Stephanie hissed and
arched her back pushing her ass towards me and forcing the dildo into her
channel.  Holding her hips I thrust into her, pumping the dildo in and out.

   "Oh fuck," shouted Stephanie as she rocked back and forth in time with
my thrusts.  "That feels so good."

   While my breast play was slow and sensual I was aggressive in our love
making as I impaled her on my appendage.  Given Stephanie's level of
arousal it did not take long before she had a powerful orgasm.  Her muscles
squeezing my fake cock not wanting it to retreat as her body spasmed. 
Finally, she pulled herself away from my appendage and collapsed on my bed,
her breath deep and fast.  I spooned her from behind caressing her body as
she recovered feeling her soft skin now coated is a sheen of sweat.

   "That was incredible," breathed Stephanie as she turned over to kiss me.

   "I'm glad you enjoyed it," I replied.  "Just be sure to vote for me."

   ______

   "Is that the whip from your perfume ad?" squealed Veronica as she rushed
to my night stand and bent over to put down her drink.

   Watching her from behind my eyes focused on her denim shorts hugging her
tight ass and the faint curves of her hips.  Just as Nicole predicted
Veronica was a little less guarded than Stephanie, pairing a white blouse,
tied at the waist exposing some of her creamy white skin, with a pair of
denim shorts.  The perfect outfit for the petite cheerleader.  Not overtly
provocative yet sexy.

   Confessing to her fellow cheerleaders how she enjoyed having her
boyfriends spank her during sex Nicole guessed that Veronica would respond
the same way with me and placed the whip where she would see it.  Nicole's
plan was to use that desire to draw her in, to mold it into her own fetish
for pain.

   Turning around, she ran her fingers over the shaft causing my ass to
tingle in anticipation.  Ever since my weekend with Trish my body had been
conditioned to associate pain with pleasure.  A link Nicole had been more
than happy to explore, broadening my fetish with my other conditioned
traits enhancing there hold on my sexuality.

   "Yes it is," I replied as I took the instrument and smacked it against
my thigh.  The sting from the impact and snap of the whip sending a shiver
through my body and causing Veronica to jump and giggle.

   For my date with Veronica, Nicole had chosen an equestrian theme. 
Dressing me in a pair of black leggings and a blue figure hugging short
sleeve shirt.  With my hair in a bun Nicole wanted me to project the image
of a rider ready to take control of her Philly.

   "Do you like being whipped?  I inquired in a sultry voice as I rubbed
the tip against her thigh.

   "I enjoy a good spanking," confessed Veronica blushing but not
attempting to move away from the whips caress.

   "A whip is so much more that a spanking," I whispered.  "For a select
few it heightens their awareness and under the right circumstances blends
it with pleasure."

   Flicking my wrist you could hear the whip cutting through the air before
impacting Veronica's right breast.  The sudden strike causing Veronica to
jump back and cover her boobs.  Her eyes and mouth open wide surprised at
my audacity.  A look not of anger but of mischief.

   "Hands down," I ordered.

   Biting her lip Veronica obeyed my command.

   "Can you feel the arousal of the sting," I continued as I bring the
triangular leather keeper at the tip of the whip over her breasts.  "Afraid
of the impact yet anxious at the same time."

   With her eyes focused on the whip I could see the trepidation battling
with curiosity as she holds still waiting for it to strike again.  With
another quick flick I make contact with her left breast.  This time she
does not move her hands but releases a sharp moan.

   "You know it's customary to show respect by kissing the whip," I purred
as I bring the tip to her lips.

   Raising her hand she presses the keeper against her lips and gives it a
tender kiss.  Her eyes now focused on mine awaiting my next command.

   "Take off your shirt," I ordered sliding the crop down the row of
buttons to the knot at the base.

   Without saying a word Veronica nervously unbuttoned her shirt and pulled
the knot free exposing her white bra.  Her B cup breasts did not look out
of proportion on her petite frame, the ideal balance of curves.  Exactly
the type of body you'd picture on the cute girl next door.

   Using the whip I caressed the swell of her breasts.  A sharp intake of
breath revealing Veronica's arousal.  Pulling the whip back I struck the
exposed skin above the cotton bra leaving a red mark.  Her cry turning into
a moan as the pain from my strike got processed as sexual pleasure.

   My heart was beating like a drum and I hastily wrapped my free hand
around the back of her neck pulling her in for a passionate kiss.  A kiss
she fully accepted.  Breaking the kiss I spin her around and bend her over
the bed, her buttocks rising up revealing her tight denim covered bottom to
me once again.  Her gasp turning into deep breathing as I groped her ass
marveling at how perfect it felt.

   With a high-pitched whistle and a slap the whip made contact with her
ass cheek, causing Veronica to moan again.  Bent over, Veronica buried her
face into the bed stretching her arms above her head grasping the blanket.
I deliver several more blows alternating between cheeks as her ass danced
to the rhythm.

   Veronica remained still as I removed my leggings and retrieved the dildo
from the nightstand.  Returning to my soon to be lover Veronica offered no
resistance as I removed her shorts and panties.  She really had a great
ass, slender but shapely and her skin was flawless, except for the red
marks from my blows.  It swayed side to side a little as she tried to
contain her arousal.

   Taking the whip I slide the long shaft between her legs and up against
her crotch.  Another moan escaped her mouth as I slid its long shaft
against her wet vagina.  Sawing it back and forth causing her hips to move
with the rhythm as if riding a horse.

   "You're so horny, aren't you," I inquired.

   "Yes," hissed Veronica in reply.

   "You're desperate for my fake dick aren't you," I growled as I pushed
the tip of the dildo into her ass.

   "Yes," moaned Veronica.

   "Then beg for it!  Beg to be fucked by another woman," I demanded and I
struck her ass with the whip.

   "Please fuck me," screamed Veronica.

   Positioning the tip of the dildo at her entrance I slowly pushed its
length into her wet slit filling her canal.  Grabbing her hips I drove my
artificial manhood in and out in long slow strokes.  As Veronica became
accustomed to our love making I quickened the pace hammering my pelvis
against her ass with each thrust.  Just as she is about to cum I moved my
thumbs from her lower back over her ass cheeks and pried them apart. 
Pulling the dildo free I positioned the tip against her rose bud and drove
forward impaling her ass.

   Her body tensed from the unexpected intrusion, and she attempted to lift
her head and turn towards my but my appendage kept her lower body in
position.

   "Your in my ass," squealed Veronica as she was held in position.

   "Has anyone ever taken your ass," I growled as I begin to slide the
dildo in and out.

   "AHH, no," panted Veronica as her body started to get accustomed to the
new sensation.  "It feels weird, so full and so empty at the same time."

   I knew that feeling all too well.  After becoming aroused, anal sex
maintained that arousal level but couldn't bring you over the edge without
a little extra stimulation.

   "So your anal virginity is now mine?" I stated as I continued to pump
her ass.

   "Yeses," hissed Veronica, "It's just I need more."

   Veronica started to move her hand between her legs.  Knowing what she
was about to do I smack it with the whip causing it to retreat above her
head once more.

   "If you want an orgasm you have to beg me for it," I stated slapping her
hip with the whip.

   "AHH, please let me cum," cried Veronica as she arched her back trying
to increase the pressure from the dildo.

   Sliding my hand from her waist I reached under and pinch her clit.  With
a loud shriek she came and almost lost consciousness as her whole jumped
and collapsed.

   "That was incredible," breathed Veronica.

   ________

   When it was time for Kathy's 'date' I was hoping for some relief for
myself.  Even though I was straight my conditioning combined with the
liquid ecstasy Nicole had been adding to my drinks had really driven up my
libido and sexual desire for the young cheerleaders.  It seemed that
working towards their sexual release was creating a need for my own. 
However, Nicole insisted I treat Kathy like her fellow teammates even
though she was part of the planning leaving my growing lust unsatisfied.

   So when I opened the door for my 'date' with Jessica a shiver ran
through my body.  Unlike her fellow cheerleaders, Nicole had directed me to
text her to make sure she looked her best for our rendezvous.

   She obviously obeyed my request, wearing just the right amount of makeup
to highlight her features.  Her kissable lips were a shade of red and her
doe like eyes were done in a smoldering look.  Her light brown hair was
soft and shiny and hung loosely over her shoulders.  The tight silky black
dress clung to her lithe frame perfectly, the deep neckline exposed the
tops of her perky breasts and the hem ending high on her thighs.  As I
gazed at the lovely creature before me it was obvious she intended to look
her best for me and my heterosexual leaning conflicted with my sexual
arousal.  Disgust and embarrassment fought my lust and perverse desire for
Jessica's womanly attributes.

   I felt my nipples harden as my primal urges won out and I struggled to
regain control of my body.  Wearing the same red leather corset and black
leather skirt I had worn to dom Lisa, Nicole had planned a similar fate for
Jessica.  Believing she was a submissive I was to be her dom.

   "You look beautiful, Jessica," I complimented as she stood on my front
porch, the younger cheerleader who was chaperoning her watching from her
car, "and all for me?"

   "You said I was supposed to look my best," replied Jessica nervously.

   "Indeed I did," I stated.  "Please come in."

   My eyes were drawn to her ass as Jessica entered my house.  The dress
accentuated her figure in all the right ways, hugging her shapely bottom
and the short hem allowed me to soak in her shapely legs.

   With the door closed we were safely in the privacy of my home and
Jessica stood nervously before me.  I took my time admiring how the little
black dress molded itself to her body before leaning forward and giving her
a short tender kiss to break the ice, the taste of cherry from her lip
gloss lingering on my lips.  It was followed by a second longer kiss in
which my tongue invaded her mouth.

   Pulling back Jessica remained still, her breathing now heavier as I
walked in a slow circle around her body.  The dress really accentuated her
ass as her heart shaped bottom could clearly be seen in the black material
making me question if she was wearing panties.  The image was so tempting.
She was here for me and it would be so easy to slip my hand under her skirt
and let my fingers caress the soft skin of her rear to confirm my
suspicion.

   Jessica drew in a sharp breath as my hand landed on her hip and glided
over her smooth curves pressing the material of her dress into the crack of
her ass as it made its way to the hem.  Toying with the edge, I pull it
higher revealing inch after inch of her bare thigh before exposing the
dimple of her ass.

   Jessica released her breath in a low moan as my hand explored her flesh
taking my time rubbing my fingers against the material of her panties, warm
and wet from her arousal.  Brushing her hair aside I pull the zipper down
exposing the clasp of her bra and the sheer material of her thong.  Except
for her shoes she is wearing nothing else.

   "Such beautiful skin," I purred.

   Jessica remained silent as my hands explored her soft skin before
returning to her ass.  I gently stroked her round firm cheeks and brush a
finger down along the thong as I admired how it defined her twin orbs.

   "Your ass is a work of art," I continued as I squeeze her flesh in my
hands.

   Completing my circle I stood in front of Stephanie, I couldn't help
staring at her body.  The black thong looked tailored for her in a deep
V-shape from her hips to her crotch, an embroidered pattern playfully
imposed over her pubic hair that could be seen through the sheer material.
Summarily her areolas and nipples could be seen through the sheer material
of her bra.  "I do like your lingerie.  Did you get it just for me?" I
asked.

   Taking a gulp of breath Jessica nodded her head.  "Steve insisted I get
something sexy for you,"

   "Did he now," I teased as I slid my hand slowly up and down the inside
of her silky thigh.

   "Yes," hissed Jessica.  "He wanted...  he wanted me to be irresistible
to you."

   "That was so nice of him," I replied as I leaned forward and kissed her
neck.  Her body shivering in response.  "To not only gift me such an
irresistible treasure but also insist that it be displayed so lovely. 
Come, it's time I finish unwrapping my gift," I commanded as I take her
hand and lead her to the steps.

   Reaching my bedroom I stand by the door and ushered her inside.  A loud
gasp escaped her lips as she saw the chains and leather cuffs Nicole had
attached to my bed.  Believing Jessica to be a submissive, Nicole decided
that she was harboring bondage fantasies.  Fantasies that she was going to
explore with me.

   Wrapping my arms around her I pulled her body against mine as I placed
my head on her shoulder.  "I see you noticed my little surprise," I
whispered.  "I wanted to be irresistible to you too.  You want this don't
you Jessica?  To be bound by your lover, completely under her control. 
Unable to stop her from doing anything to you and needing her to grant you
your release."

   "Yes," hissed Jessica as I pressed my palm into her crotch forcing her
ass into me.

   Stepping back I released the clasp on the back of her bra and push the
straps from her shoulders.  Jessica pulled the loose garment from her body
before dropping it to the floor, momentary covering her breasts before
dropping her arms to her sides.  Bending down I feel the leather of the
corset pressing into my stomach and the tight leather skirt against my
butt. With her perfect ass before my face I couldn't resist giving it a
kiss before I grasped the sides of her thong and pulled it down her shapely
legs revealing her buttocks.

   Still being fully clothed I walk over to my dresser and pop the button
at the top of my leather skirt.  Drawing the zipper down I wiggle my ass as
I pulled the skirt over my hips revealing a black latex harness for the
dildo.

   Attaching the appendage I turn and presented it to Jessica as we gawked
at each other.  Jessica at the life like dildo now attached to my groin and
me the naked creature standing in my bedroom.  Her breasts were perfect,
proportional to her frame and fully rounded with dark-pink nipples.  She
had a flat belly, round hips and toned legs all with flawless skin, covered
with goosebumps.  Her large doe like eyes looking back at me with her
kissable lips slightly apart.  But what really held my attention was the
short curly bush of hair covering her groin glistening with her juices. 
Seeing her like that made her look so submissive, ready to obey her lover.
While I felt dominant wearing my almost super heroine leather outfit.

   "On your knees slut," I commanded as I walked towards her.

   Jessica obeyed immediately, her eyes looking up at mine as I towered
over her.  Reaching down I caress the side of her head.

   "Blow me," I ordered as I held her head firmly before my strap-on.

   Jessica's eyes dropped back to the lifelike dildo now inches from her
face.  Nervously she placed her hands on my latex covered hips and leaned
forward to place a kiss on the tip of the dildo, Her tongue rolling over
its head as she pulled back.

   "It's so warm," proclaimed Jessica in surprise.

   Nicole in her perverted thinking let the dildo sit in warm water between
my dates to give it a more lifelike feel.  "Yes," I growled in response,
"and it will feel so at home in your warm mouth."

   With that I pulled her head back towards my appendage.  This time
Jessica took it into her mouth and started bobbing her head back and forth
sucking on the silicone.  The situation was so surreal.  I'm ordering her
to do this very submissive sexual act and neither of us was getting any
sexual pleasure out of it.  It was all mental, the dominance for me and the
submissiveness for her.  After several minutes of Jessica working in vain
to bring me off I pulled her away.

   Jessica knew exactly what was expected of her, and she obediently
positioned her body on the bed as I attached the restraints.  Standing up I
looked down at her bound body laid out before me like some ancient
offering. The leather of my outfit creaked as I climbed on the bed.

   Such a lovely body," I purred as I traced her nipple with my finger.  A
deep moan escaped her lips as she pulled at her restraints.  I leaned down
to kiss her.  A kiss she accepted hungrily as I pushed my tongue into her
mouth.  Gasping for breath I moved in for another kiss.  The difference
between sex and making love is the mental connection and there is no more
intimate connection than a passionate kiss.

   Breaking the kiss Jessica stared at me with hunger in her eyes.  The
desperation evident as she tried to pull her legs further apart.

   Straightening up on my knees I look down at her.  The appendage between
us.  "You're very horney, aren't you my slut?" I playfully inquired.

   "Yes," whimpered Jessica in reply.  Any hesitation to have sex with
another woman gone.

   "You do want to wait and have sex with your boyfriend?  Or, would you
rather be fucked by me, another woman?"

   "Please don't make me wait," moaned Jessica.  "I want you, I need you to
fuck me."

   Twisting my body I assume the missionary position with the tip strap-on
between her legs.  "As you wish," I replied as I drove my artificial cock
into her wet hole claiming ownership of her body.  She moaned in response
as I ravaged her with the dildo.

   "You like this?" I asked.

   The throaty sounds coming from her mouth were unintelligible.

   Wanting her to respond I begin to slowly thrust in and out of her,
teasing her body.

   "Well," I inquired.  "Do you like getting fucked by a woman more than a
boy?"

   "Yes, I like it more than with a boy," responded Jessica surrendering to
my questioning.

   "My horney cheerleader will do anything to cum, won't she?" I continued
playfully.

   "Yes anything", croaked Jessica.

   "Then tell me you love me," I demanded.

   "I love you!" screamed Jessica, "Just please let me cum!"

   Jessica started grunting with each stroke as I pushed the dildo in and
out.  She was so close to the edge that she screamed at the top of her
lungs and her body pulled at the bindings as she came.

   Passing out from her climax I carefully pulled the dildo out and kissed
her between her breasts waking her up.  Exhausted, Jessica breathed deeply
as I released her limbs from the restraints.  She wobbled as she stood up
and attempted to walk towards her discarded underwear.

   "Leave them," I barked.  "You said you bought them for me and I shall
keep them as my prize."

   With that Jessica scurried back downstairs to where her dress lay by the
front door.

   ___________

   "You know I'm not into women," stated Hannah as she took another sip
from the drink Nicole had prepared.

   Hannah was the head cheerleader, tall and athletic, yet still possessing
the curves of a mature woman with firm round breasts and a full ass.  Her
wavy black hair was tied back in a ponytail placing her round face and
seductive smile on display.  She entered my house with the confidence of a
leader seizing control of our engagement.  A control freak, Nicole knew I
would not be able to get the upper hand and Hannah had to lead this
engagement.

   "I understand," I replied as I took a sip of my own drink causing the
tingling sensation return.

   "Don't get me wrong, like any heterosexual woman I can see when a woman
is beautiful," continued Hannah as she took another drink, "I just have no
desire to go down on her."

   "Well I find you beautiful," I stated, "and you liked when I went down
on you at Jessica's party."

   "Oh I did," smiled Hannah, as she started to caress the top of her
breast.  "I love getting oral sex.  I make my boyfriend go down on me all
the time, but he just doesn't show the passion for it like you do.  Besides
when he doesn't shave his face hurts.  But that isn't a problem for you is
it.  You like eating pussy, and that smooth face of yours feels very good
between a woman's thighs."

   "Thank you," I replied to the odd compliment.

   I also find you attractive," purred Hannah as she approached me and
started to caress my cheek.  Not that I would want to go down on you, but
you would look good between my legs"

   "Thank you," I mumbled as her touch sent tingles through my body.

   "So tell me do you find my fellow cheerleaders attractive as well?"
inquired Hannah as her hand continued its caress.

   "Yes," I stated as I placed my hands on her hips.  "They are all very
beautiful, but none of them have your ...  confidence."

   "As you're dating Nicole I can see you being attracted to confidence,"
laughed Hannah.  "What about Jessica, she seems to have more your mentality
then mine or Nicole's.  How did that date go?"

   "She enjoyed herself very much," I revealed, "But it's not like she had
much of a choice as she was chained to my bed."

   "You chained her to your bed!" shouted Hannah.  "You cannot be serious."

   Nicole decided to leave the restraints from Jessica's date.  Guessing
that as Hannah liked being in charge she probably harbored some bondage
fantasies of her own.  Nicole felt it would be the perfect way to entice
her into having sex.  She even left Jessica's underwear on the floor.

   "You kinky slut," giggled Hannah as she lifted one of the restraints and
inspected it.  "You really tied poor Jessica to your bed and had your way
with her.  And I suppose these were hers." Dropping the leather cuff Hannah
walked towards the discarded garments and picked up Jessica's panties.

   "Yes," I replied as Hannah brought them a little closer to her face for
a sniff.

   "So you sent her away without underwear," purred Hannah asking me to
confirm the obvious.

   "Yes," I verified.

   "Are you wearing any underwear?" asked Hannah in a playful voice.

   "I'm wearing the harness for the dildo," I nervously stated as I pulled
on the silk robe Nicole had me wear.

   "Show me," ordered Hannah as she played with Jessica's panties.

   Lowering my hands I untied the sash and opened the robe revealing my
naked breasts and the flesh colored latex harness.

   "You look as smooth as a barbie doll," giggled Hannah as she looked at
my crotch.  "But you seem to be missing an important piece."

   Walking to my dresser I take the dildo and attached it to my crotch. 
With a smile on her face Hannah dropped Jessica's panties and approached
me. Nicole had plotted the exact opposite role for me.  With Jessica, she
was the naked submissive obeying the commands of her fully dressed dom. 
Now I stood as naked as I would get, with the latex penis attached to my
groin in front of a fully clothed Hannah.

   "Get on the bed," ordered Hannah.

   I laid down and stretched my arms and legs the same way Jessica had done
only a few hours earlier.  Hannah walked around the bed securing each limb
before sitting next to me on the bed.

   "This is more the role you like to play isn't it?" purred Hannah as she
traced her nail around my belly button.

   "Yes," I gasped.  Being made helpless added to the tingling of my body
pushing my arousal higher.

   With a flirty smile Hannah grasped the bottom of her tee shirt and
pulled it up revealing her breasts pressed tightly by her sports bra.  "I
have to admit I kind of like you in this role as well.  Now as I said
earlier, I love getting oral sex and you did say you were willing."

   With that statement Hannah stood up and removed her pants and underwear.
Returning to the bed she crawled up my bound form until she was kneeling
over my face, her moist pussy just inches away." Reaching up Hannah removed
the band holding her hair and shook her head letting her hair fly wildly.
"And it's not like you can say no."

   With that statement Hannah lowered herself on my face and I pushed my
tongue deep into her moist slit.  Curling my tongue I collected her juices
before pulling them into my mouth reacquainting myself with her flavor.

   "Oh yes, yeses, yesss!" moaned Hannah as she ground herself against my
face.  "That's it eat my cunt!"

   I lapped at her juices as I looked up at her, her hair thrashing about,
and she groped her breasts through her sports bra.  With a hard thrust I
push my tongue deep into her and wiggled the tip causing her to cum and
release a flood of juices.

   Hannah squeezed my head between her thighs as her whole body spasmed. 
After a few minutes she slowly lifted herself back up.  "That was
fantastic," panted Hannah.  "A girl could sure get used to that."

   Breathing hard Hannah looked down with lust filled eyes at my cum
covered face as she scooted down.  "You do know I will never do the same,"
stated Hannah.  "I have no desire to lick another women's pussy.  But you
said you were okay with that."

   Besides, it's not like I could anyway," continued Hannah as she wiggled
her ass against the silicone penis.  "This little appendage it purely for
my pleasure.  It will never go soft or make me pregnant.  Bound as you are
it's more like you're attached to the dildo than the dildo is attached to
you."

   With that Hannah lifted herself up and squatted over my cock.  A deep
groan escaped her lips as she impaled herself.  With her crotch resting on
the harness she slowly gyrated her hips with the dildo embedded within her.
Closing her eyes she began bouncing up and down.  The sports bra doing its
best to keep her breasts from jiggling around.  Picking up the pace she
started lifting herself up and slamming herself down on my appendage
forcing it as deep as possible.  Her cries of pleasure growing loader until
her entire body shook causing her hair to cover her face.

   When she finally finished riding the aftershocks she straightened up and
brushed her hair away.  "Wow.  That was very good," breathed Hannah.  "I'm
going to have to do this again."

   With that Hannah lifted herself off of the dildo and climbed off the
bed. I could not help but stare at her ass as she put on her underwear
before covering it with her pants.  Turning to look at me she gave me a
smile and blew me a kiss before talking to the door.  Stopping, she bent
down and picked up Jessica's discarded underwear.  "I think I will take
these," purred Hannah.

   "Hannah, you have to untie me," I croaked.  "Hannah!"

   Secured as I was I could only listen to Hannah's footsteps as she walked
down the stairs and the front door opening and closing.

   "Hello!" I yelled.  "Hannah are you there?  Nicole!"

   "You are doing great," stated Nicole as she walked into my room.  "Just
Tamara to go, and we'll be done."

   "I will be happy when I'm done, mistress.  Can you please untie me," I
replied, pulling on the restraints.

   "It looks like Hannah left you in a bit of a bind," purred Nicole as she
approached the bed.  "My little puppet is getting to fuck all those
cheerleaders.  Just think of how few boys can claim that.  You may be the
only person." Standing at the base of the bed Nicole removed her pants and
underwear before crawling up the bed and over my bound body.

   Straddling my chest she reached down and brushed the hair from my face
before sliding her finger over my cheek scooping up some of Hannah's
secretions.  Licking her finger Nicole smiled down at me.  "If not you are
the first to have sex with all of them in the same day.  Placing her hands
on my breasts Nicole pinched my nipples.

   A deep gasp escaped my lips and I struggled beneath her.  The liquid
ecstasy had made my body desperate.  As the arousal built up within me the
desire for relief spread throughout my body, yet I could do nothing to
quell it.  Teasing my nipples I moaned with need as my pussy, trapped under
the latex, was becoming wet with anticipation.

   "Mistress please," I hissed as she pinched my hardened nipples.  My eyes
opened as her hands retreated and I looked up at her smirking face.

   "You're horny aren't you puppet?" asked Nicole in a velvety voice.

   "Yes mistress, I really need to cum," I whimpered in reply.  The
humiliation of begging another woman for sexual satisfaction causing me to
blush.

   "You may cum when any only when you complete the mission," responded
Nicole.  "Now while we are here you can bring me off.

   My mouth began to water and I licked my lips pulling in traces of
Hannah's essence as I watched Nicole lift and position her crotch over my
face.

   _________

   "So you think you can fuck me better than my man," growled Tamara as she
pushed me against my bedroom wall.  Followed by a passionate kiss.  An
athlete on the volleyball and basketball teams as well as the cheer squad,
Tamara's muscular body was a good six inches taller than me.

   As my hands moved over her well toned body I couldn't help thinking if
this is what a man's felt like.  Her muscles were well-defined under her
smooth dark skin.  Her ass more sculpted than soft and the curve of her
hips leading to her large powerful thighs.  "I know I can," I breathed as I
look up into her eyes before pulling her head towards mine for another
kiss.

   Physically she would easily be able to dominate me, however our
interaction was only foreplay.  It was no secret that Tamara was physical
and liked to talk dirty during sex and it took a good hour of drinking the
vodka and OJ that Nicole left out to bring us to this point.

   Breaking the kiss I grab the bottom of her shirt and pull it up over her
head.  Her white bra contrasting nicely with her dark skin.  Doing the same
Tamara removes mine revealing my own nude colored bra.  Spinning my around
Tamara lifted me up and tossed me onto the bed.  Looking back I see that
she was removing her pants, so I did as well.

   "You seem to be missing something," questioned Tamara as she looked at
the flesh colored harness.

   Rolling over I reach for the replica of Annette's husbands dick.

   "You expect to satisfy me with that little thing," shot Tamara.

   "It does the job and never goes soft," I replied as I quickly crawled to
the end of the bed and pulled her towards me.  Unclasping her bra I pull it
free of her body revealing her breasts.  My hands go up to her soft breasts
her hardened nipples pressing into my palms as I squeeze them.  I enjoy the
soft give of her flesh and the contrast between our skin colors.

   "Enough foreplay," growled Tamara as she pushed my hands away.  "Are you
going to fuck me or not!"

   Using my weight I drop her to the bed and pull her hips up into the
doggie position.  Kneeling behind her I positioned the tip of the dildo
between her lips.

   "What do you think of my dick now," I responded as I watch my silicone
appendage slide into her cavity.

   "AHH Yes," moaned Tamara, ignoring my question.

   "For a woman complaining about the size of my dick you sure are tight,"
I grunted as I felt her muscles tighten around the dildo as I pulled it out
and forcing it back in.  "What's the matter my dick making you speechless.
Tell me you like it!"

   "I like it," grunted Tamra.

   "Tell me again," I demanded.  "Tell me you like my dick."

   "I like your dick!" Shouted Tamara in reply.

   "This the best fucking you've ever had, isn't it?" I growled, the sound
of my hips slapping her ass filling the room.

   "Yes, this is the best fucking I've ever had," snarled Tamara.  "Now
shut up and fuck me you bitch."

   With that I sped up driving the dildo in and out until she was overtaken
with pleasure and collapsed below me.  Breathing heavily Tamara rolled over
and looked into my eyes.

   Positioning myself between her legs I lean forward and place my hands by
her sides.  "I hope you saved some energy because like I said I never go
soft and I plan to claim your top five.  With that I maneuvered the tip of
the dildo back at her entrance.

   ______________

   "Papers in the box," stated Robin as the cheerleaders walked into the
living room with their votes.

   Each quietly placed their slip of paper into the box before taking a
seat on the couch to my left.  I took the wing back chair like a throne
beside the six contestants voting on which gender was better at pleasing
women.  The video from the seductions was fantastic and watching my
obedient puppet sexually pleasure each of the cheerleaders made me highly
aroused and one I will watch over and over again.  In fact, I had made
Alice orally pleasure me several times and utilized her dildo before making
her beg me to use it on her to satisfy her lusts.  The liquid ecstasy I had
placed in all the drinks affecting her as much as the cheerleaders.

   As I had expected conflict with their boyfriends, I had ordered Alice to
clean her home from yesterday's festivities in her maid uniform.  I myself
made sure to look my best with my hair and makeup done and wearing tailored
slacks and blouse along with a pair of stiletto heels.  An effective
combination of sexiness and professionalism.  Alice's competition on the
other hand wore jeans and tee shirts as they stood across from the couch
trying to look confident.

   "Okay," announced Robin.  "In response to the challenge each of the
senior cheerleaders had sex with Nicole's girlfriend, and we have
confirmation that each was fucked by her."

   Whoops and claps filled the room as the invited attendees cheered to
celebrate the statement that a single woman had sex with all six girls.

   "Now we get to find out how many preferred their lesbian experience over
their boyfriends.  To ensure honest voting, ever since their encounter the
girls have been sequestered with a junior cheerleader ensuring they did not
talk with their boyfriends.  Each has written a G for girl or a B for boy
to determine their preference on the piece of paper placed it in this box.
Reaching in Robin pulled out the first paper "Girl," she announced to more
whoops and cheers.  "Girl," repeated Robin with more of a surprise reaction
from the crowd.  "Girl," stated Robin to which one of the bystanders stated
that the boys must be really bad to more laughs from the crowd.

   "Boy," yelled Robin resulting to loud claps from the males present. 
This one vote did not surprise me as Kathy was to vote boy just to throw
suspension off.

   "Girl," continued Robin as she read the next vote.  And finally stated
Robin with a pause and a smile forming on her face, "Girl."

   "That's five for girl and only one for boy," fished Robin in a smooth
voice.

   "Let's hear it for my girl!" I shouted, hoping to incite the boys into
action.

   "This is bullshit!" Responded Steve, Jessica's girlfriend.  "What, you
girls are lesbos now."

   "Drop it Steve," shot Hannah as she put her arm around Jessica.  "You
guys were the ones who wanted us to do this in the first place.  It's not
like we were overly excited to be fucked by a girl."

   "Well it sure looks like you changed your minds," mumbled Andrew,
Hannah's boyfriend.

   "Yes, it looks like most of us did," countered Hannah.

   "And you guys said there was to be no judgement," added Tamara.  "It's
secret ballot so no one would know who choose who.  That was the deal."

   "At least we know how Kathy voted," offered Justin, Veronica's
boyfriend. "She has been waiting to do this for a while."

   "That's a shitty thing to say," replied John, who was gay and publicly
dating Kathy for cover.  "Her friend is gay, not her."

   "It's true," added Carla, the cheerleader Kathy stayed with last night.
"I saw her fill out her paper, she wrote Boy."

   I sat back smiling, happy at the turn of events.  It was now undisputed
that each of the cheerleaders voted for Alice and none could hide behind
the secret votes.

   "Seriously Stephanie," questioned Paul, her boyfriend.  "You think that
dickless lesbian was better than me."

   "It seems she does," injected Hannah.  "At least that is the way we
voted.  It looks like John is the only man here."

   "So you want to do it with John and Kathy," stated Andrew, her
boyfriend.

   "Oh my God," yelled Tamara.  "Is that what you guys think.  If we are
okay with having sex with a girl then you can have a threesome."

   "If it makes everyone happy," replied Steve with a stupid smile on his
face.

   "You guys are pigs," stated Stephanie standing up.  "You wanted us to do
this and if we are not good enough for you BY OUR SELVES then maybe you
should look for someone else.  Or others or whatever.  Let's get out of
here."

   With that the six girls, and a number of the other females, left the
room.  Knowing the fireworks were over, I got up and smiled at the boys as
I left.  My puppet deserved a reward.