10-01-2020, 07:07 PM
"I am expecting her, pet. Please show her in. And quit hiding. My slut should be proud to display her naked body to my friends."
"Hey, it's good to see you again, Kim!" Sam exclaimed when she walked past me without a second glance, seemingly ignoring my nakedness. I saw that she was wearing tight shorts that bared the bottom curve of her ass. Her T-shirt was short enough to expose the bottom swell of her breasts and, to my surprise, she was wearing white ankle socks with white tennis shoes. Tell-tell bumps were apparent through her T-shirt on either side of her nipples, making it obvious that she was wearing bar bells in pierced nipples. I was immediately anxious to see them. She also wore a ring in her navel which made me wonder what other parts of her body were pierced. She was carrying a small overnight size suitcase, which she sat on the floor before casually flopping onto the chair next to the sofa. My attention left her brief clothing and riveted on the white collar around her neck.
"You may kneel again, pet."
"I see Kim fell under your influence, Kelly. I knew you'd be after her as soon as I saw the white socks, even if you didn't," Sam teased.
"I am well aware that you know one of my weaknesses, Sam. But you fell quicker than she did." After looking at me she added, "I think my new slave might be a little confused by that revelation. Why don't you tell her how I caught you? By the way, her name is Kimmy, not Kim, as long as she is wearing my collar."
"You may face Sam when she is talking to you, pet."
"I should have realized there would be a name change, Sam commented." Then to me she said, "I was one of your Mistress' students, Kimmy. She had me on my knees the very first time I was in her office. It was the first course of hers that I attended. During the meeting of the second class, I noticed that she was watching me quite closely. As soon as she dismissed us, she said, 'Miss Abernathy, I would like to speak privately with you in my office. Please come with me.' She said it as an order, not as a request, and in a somewhat stern manner, so I was quite worried.
"As soon as we entered her office, she closed her door and told me to sit down. She sat behind her desk and asked if I realized the extent of my participation in class during the first two meetings. The tone in her voice and the way she made the statement made me feel like she was saying my participation was excessive and that I wasn't giving my fellow students a chance. I hadn't realized that fact, but when she brought it to my attention, I knew she was correct and started to apologize for dominating the class time. She immediately stopped me and said that she wasn't rebuking me, stating that very few students were prepared as well as I was for the first class and she couldn't even remember many that were even halfway prepared for the second class, even though she always handed out a syllabus the first day.
"It was the last class of the day for both of us and we talked for quite a long time. I felt comfortable with her as she kept pulling personal information out of me that I normally don't share. Some of her questions were improper, but I didn't mind and quickly answered them. By the end of an hour, she knew that I was bisexual, but preferred the company of women. I didn't know it then, but she had also discerned that I was submissive. Towards the end of our talk, she explained to me that a friend had asked her to help find a female student who would be willing to be a live-in housekeeper in exchange for room and board and a small monetary stipend. It was several months before I found out that this was the main reason for the meeting. Being a poor college student with a tuition-only scholarship, I indicated that I was interested. She already knew I had to pay for my own room, board and books, but of course I didn't know that she was aware of my plight."
Kelly interrupted her. "Sam, tell her how you were dressed for those first two classes."
"Oh, yea," she laughed, "That probably is important. I wore pull-over tops, mini-skirts, and white ankle socks. I also wore white tennis shoes for the first class and loafers for the second." I grinned at this revelation.
Kelly interrupted again. "In my own defense, I must say that it wasn't just the skirts and white socks that got my attention, it was also her intelligence." She then grasped my chin. "I had to talk to you a few minutes before discovering that part of YOUR personality, my little bitch."
"Kelly explained that her friend was somewhat overbearing and expected perfection from her housekeepers, adding that most of the girls who worked for her couldn't take her domineering personally and soon quit," Sam continued. "I told her that wouldn't bother me and said that I'd so almost anything for money. Kelly smiled and said, "What if she ordered you to do your housework while naked?"
"I thought she was kidding, just to see my reaction, but I calmly replied, 'Ma'am, as I already indicated, I'd do almost anything for money, but I must add that it would have to be legal. To me, free room and board is just the same as cash. I'm sure you are exaggerating to make a point, but if your friend asks me to work naked, then I'll work naked.'
"So, Kimmy, your Mistress indicated that I could meet her friend without any obligation before making a decision, but I needed to 'prove my willingness' to do what her friend might want. To make a long story short, I quickly found out she had not been exaggerating. Before I knew what was happening, my bra and panties were in Kelly's desk drawer and I was kneeling beside her desk. She then informed me that she wanted me to think about the offer until our next class. If I still wanted her to introduce me to her friend, she said that I should wear sheer panties to the class and should sit in the front row and flash them to her. Being a cash-poor college student, (hell, I considered myself poorer than dirt) there was absolutely no way that I was going to miss the opportunity she was offering. If it worked out, I could possibly graduate debt free. Kelly was so sure of her assessment of me, she knew I wouldn't report her for sexual harassment.
"So, I wore a mini-skirt, made sure I was one of the first students in the room, sat down, opened my legs for her, and quickly shut them when I was sure she had noticed that, rather than wearing sheer panties, I had not worn any. She came over to me and whispered in my ear that I had disobeyed her orders. As punishment, I was to keep my legs spread for the whole period. That was a trip. the whole scene turned me on.
"She was so sure I would accept her offer, her friend was waiting in her office when class was over. You already know her friend: Allyson. I met with them, signed a contract, and wore Allyson's collar to my new home. That was two years ago. The rest is history.
"That, I guess, brings us to the present. My Mistress thought I should repay Kelly in some way for introducing us. I studied to be a professional masseuse before I realized that was not an occupation I really wanted and applied to the University.
"In return for introducing me to Allyson, I now give Kelly a weekly massage and do housekeeping for her on occasion. Kelly pays me for the latter but have a feeling that income source has now ended since you have obviously yielded to Kelly's charms. Of course, I don't need the money anymore since I have succeeded in graduated without any college debt as planned."
"Because I brought them together, Sam's Mistress has given me permission to discipline her on occasion, too. Isn't that right, Sam?"
"Yes, ma'am, it is," Sam replied, adding, "In fact, Mistress sometimes sends me to Kelly when I need severe discipline and she doesn't want to feel guilty about applying it."
"Hey, it's good to see you again, Kim!" Sam exclaimed when she walked past me without a second glance, seemingly ignoring my nakedness. I saw that she was wearing tight shorts that bared the bottom curve of her ass. Her T-shirt was short enough to expose the bottom swell of her breasts and, to my surprise, she was wearing white ankle socks with white tennis shoes. Tell-tell bumps were apparent through her T-shirt on either side of her nipples, making it obvious that she was wearing bar bells in pierced nipples. I was immediately anxious to see them. She also wore a ring in her navel which made me wonder what other parts of her body were pierced. She was carrying a small overnight size suitcase, which she sat on the floor before casually flopping onto the chair next to the sofa. My attention left her brief clothing and riveted on the white collar around her neck.
"You may kneel again, pet."
"I see Kim fell under your influence, Kelly. I knew you'd be after her as soon as I saw the white socks, even if you didn't," Sam teased.
"I am well aware that you know one of my weaknesses, Sam. But you fell quicker than she did." After looking at me she added, "I think my new slave might be a little confused by that revelation. Why don't you tell her how I caught you? By the way, her name is Kimmy, not Kim, as long as she is wearing my collar."
"You may face Sam when she is talking to you, pet."
"I should have realized there would be a name change, Sam commented." Then to me she said, "I was one of your Mistress' students, Kimmy. She had me on my knees the very first time I was in her office. It was the first course of hers that I attended. During the meeting of the second class, I noticed that she was watching me quite closely. As soon as she dismissed us, she said, 'Miss Abernathy, I would like to speak privately with you in my office. Please come with me.' She said it as an order, not as a request, and in a somewhat stern manner, so I was quite worried.
"As soon as we entered her office, she closed her door and told me to sit down. She sat behind her desk and asked if I realized the extent of my participation in class during the first two meetings. The tone in her voice and the way she made the statement made me feel like she was saying my participation was excessive and that I wasn't giving my fellow students a chance. I hadn't realized that fact, but when she brought it to my attention, I knew she was correct and started to apologize for dominating the class time. She immediately stopped me and said that she wasn't rebuking me, stating that very few students were prepared as well as I was for the first class and she couldn't even remember many that were even halfway prepared for the second class, even though she always handed out a syllabus the first day.
"It was the last class of the day for both of us and we talked for quite a long time. I felt comfortable with her as she kept pulling personal information out of me that I normally don't share. Some of her questions were improper, but I didn't mind and quickly answered them. By the end of an hour, she knew that I was bisexual, but preferred the company of women. I didn't know it then, but she had also discerned that I was submissive. Towards the end of our talk, she explained to me that a friend had asked her to help find a female student who would be willing to be a live-in housekeeper in exchange for room and board and a small monetary stipend. It was several months before I found out that this was the main reason for the meeting. Being a poor college student with a tuition-only scholarship, I indicated that I was interested. She already knew I had to pay for my own room, board and books, but of course I didn't know that she was aware of my plight."
Kelly interrupted her. "Sam, tell her how you were dressed for those first two classes."
"Oh, yea," she laughed, "That probably is important. I wore pull-over tops, mini-skirts, and white ankle socks. I also wore white tennis shoes for the first class and loafers for the second." I grinned at this revelation.
Kelly interrupted again. "In my own defense, I must say that it wasn't just the skirts and white socks that got my attention, it was also her intelligence." She then grasped my chin. "I had to talk to you a few minutes before discovering that part of YOUR personality, my little bitch."
"Kelly explained that her friend was somewhat overbearing and expected perfection from her housekeepers, adding that most of the girls who worked for her couldn't take her domineering personally and soon quit," Sam continued. "I told her that wouldn't bother me and said that I'd so almost anything for money. Kelly smiled and said, "What if she ordered you to do your housework while naked?"
"I thought she was kidding, just to see my reaction, but I calmly replied, 'Ma'am, as I already indicated, I'd do almost anything for money, but I must add that it would have to be legal. To me, free room and board is just the same as cash. I'm sure you are exaggerating to make a point, but if your friend asks me to work naked, then I'll work naked.'
"So, Kimmy, your Mistress indicated that I could meet her friend without any obligation before making a decision, but I needed to 'prove my willingness' to do what her friend might want. To make a long story short, I quickly found out she had not been exaggerating. Before I knew what was happening, my bra and panties were in Kelly's desk drawer and I was kneeling beside her desk. She then informed me that she wanted me to think about the offer until our next class. If I still wanted her to introduce me to her friend, she said that I should wear sheer panties to the class and should sit in the front row and flash them to her. Being a cash-poor college student, (hell, I considered myself poorer than dirt) there was absolutely no way that I was going to miss the opportunity she was offering. If it worked out, I could possibly graduate debt free. Kelly was so sure of her assessment of me, she knew I wouldn't report her for sexual harassment.
"So, I wore a mini-skirt, made sure I was one of the first students in the room, sat down, opened my legs for her, and quickly shut them when I was sure she had noticed that, rather than wearing sheer panties, I had not worn any. She came over to me and whispered in my ear that I had disobeyed her orders. As punishment, I was to keep my legs spread for the whole period. That was a trip. the whole scene turned me on.
"She was so sure I would accept her offer, her friend was waiting in her office when class was over. You already know her friend: Allyson. I met with them, signed a contract, and wore Allyson's collar to my new home. That was two years ago. The rest is history.
"That, I guess, brings us to the present. My Mistress thought I should repay Kelly in some way for introducing us. I studied to be a professional masseuse before I realized that was not an occupation I really wanted and applied to the University.
"In return for introducing me to Allyson, I now give Kelly a weekly massage and do housekeeping for her on occasion. Kelly pays me for the latter but have a feeling that income source has now ended since you have obviously yielded to Kelly's charms. Of course, I don't need the money anymore since I have succeeded in graduated without any college debt as planned."
"Because I brought them together, Sam's Mistress has given me permission to discipline her on occasion, too. Isn't that right, Sam?"
"Yes, ma'am, it is," Sam replied, adding, "In fact, Mistress sometimes sends me to Kelly when I need severe discipline and she doesn't want to feel guilty about applying it."
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