“Luis, it is nice to meet you.” He said, expecting her to return the gesture as he produced his hand.
Lisa shook it and it felt clammy, like he was very nervous.
“Lisa, Luis, myself and two of my possible three roommates are looking for a house or exactly the right apartment. Four or five bedrooms, or separate sleeping areas would be best. I like older homes because they have basements. The budget is not unlimited, but we aren’t starving college freshmen.” Lisa knew she could talk her subbie stepfather into paying for anything. She had enslaved him in tenth grade. She gave him back to her mother when she left for school. Her mother was submissive also but had learned how to control him at the hand of her daughter.
“I have some properties available; do you want to be walking distance to the university?” Luis asked.
“That would be best, let’s look within 35 blocks of the university.” Lisa stated. “I’ll drive, that way you can take notes between properties.” Lisa stated.
“Yes, Ma’am.” Luis returned, reminding Lisa of a younger version of her stepdad. Lisa chuckled in the back of her head about how much fun she could have today. Luis returned with a backpack, notepad and his sportscoat.
“You can leave the coat; it is plenty warm.” Lisa stated. The chubby girl chuckled as if in the know. Luis returned and Lisa led him out to the running SUV. “Get in the passenger door. The two in the back are J and Bee. Bee is the redhead. You don’t need to speak to them, only me.” Lisa demanded.
Luis knew she was dominant and that she had figured out he was submissive. He did not know how they always knew but for some reason strong women always knew he was a subbie. He decided to see how price aversive she was. He looked at the notes on his legal pad and gave her the address of a beautiful property two blocks from the college. It had just become available and had seven bedrooms, and a full basement. A craftsman built in the middle of the era. Large square pillars with a curving porch.
Lisa tapped her foot in anticipation of entering the house as Luis fiddled with the real estate lock on the handle of the door. He finally got it open with a code and had the key. Lisa’s hand shot out for the key. He handed it to her, and she opened the door, entering the house. Lisa turned and watched the three enter with Luis last behind her girls he closed the door as Lisa turned to face them.
“Just in case this becomes my home, slaves will get naked upon entering.” Lisa stated, looking at the three. J and Bee looked at each other then at Luis. “I don’t give a fuck, NAKED.” Lisa said loudly. The tow slave girls blushed but began to remove their clothes. Luis was following suit. Lisa knew it.
“Since the three of you questioned my authority, you will crawl through this property and any others we visit.” Bee and J were naked and down on their hands and knees in front of the realtor. Lisa saw the cock cage as his pants were lowered. He was not wearing underwear. His clothes were neatly folded on the dressing bench next to the door.
“Luis, crawl forward, you don’t need to smell them horny snatches all afternoon. What is your slave’s name, I doubt it is Luis.” Lisa demanded.
“Mistress, my owner calls me worm, more than anything else.” Luis admitted.
“Well then, worm, it will be. I see your little cock is locked away. How long have you been in chastity worm?” Lisa asked.
“Mistress, I have been wearing chastity cages since my owner took possession of her cock, it was 13 years ago in college.” Worm stated.
“How long has it been since your last orgasm?” Lisa inquired.
“My owner lets her meat orgasm every year on my owner’s birthday. Last year her mother brought me to completion in the slave dad’s mouth. My owner’s sperm donor slave was required to wrap his mouth around my owner’s little cock and his owner pushed his mouth back and forth until my owner’s little cock shot into his throat. The rest of the year I am edged, and my prostate is milked by a machine I am attached to. My owner has many lovers that I eat from her pussy. Her only fan’s site has 65,000 followers mostly watching me suck men and eating what they leave in my owner.” Lisa could see his cock pushing out the openings in the cage covering his cock. A thin stream of precum hung from the small hole at the tip of the cage.
“Lead on, you are going to send me your owner’s contact after this property.” Lisa stated.
J heard the fact that he only got to orgasm once a year and she shuddered. She would do anything Mistress asked after a couple of days. A year would kill her. Bee thought about a year without orgasms and wondered what lengths she might go through to get one early. A video of a woman staked out in the desert next to a fire ant mound came to her mind. The two crawled behind their clothed Mistress, neither knowing how she knew the agent was a slave before they entered the house.
The house was perfect, and Lisa knew she could pay the rent with her three slaves and two in the cue. Five slaves paying $1500/month for on campus housing and food. The $5500 rent would be a cakewalk. The realtor had given her the idea for a fan site to begin and make money from her dominance. The kitchen needed modernization as did the dining and living rooms.
“Who owns this property, Worm?” Lisa asked as she watched the three assess crawl down into the basement.
“I don’t know Mistress; I can find out.” Worm told her. Lisa turned on the lights in the basement and just about yelled in victory. It was an unfinished basement with rock walls That had concrete between them. It looked like a mid-evil dungeon without any fake effects. The large overhead trusses under the main floor would take attachments easily. The rough concrete floor was going to cut her slaves’ knees and palms.
“You three can walk down here. I just need to see the other side for the stairs I see there.” Lisa walked ahead of the three in excitement. She ended up at a shallow stair that went up to two flat doors.
“Where does this lead, Worm?” Lisa asked. Turning back to face the three. She just imagined J, chained to the ceiling with her feet above her head and the large tits hanging closer to her chin.
“Mistress, this stairwell leads to the back yard. It is locked from the outside.” Worm said.
“Find out when I can take possession. The deal will be cash and on demand.” Lisa told him.
“You don’t want to negotiate with the owner?” Worm asked.
“The house is perfect. We can go now. Girls, you can dress as I had you this morning. Worm I will keep your tie and return it to your owner upon meeting them.” Lisa explained. The ride back to the realtors was uneventful. Lisa pulled to the front of the building. Worm handed her a paper with his owners’ information.
Lisa called the number and was surprised by the silky voice that answered the phone. “I was told this is Mistress M’s phone.” Lisa stated.
The silky voice asked, “Top or Bottom?”
“Top, give me your Mistress!” Lisa demanded.
“She will return your call soon. Thank you, Miss.,” The voice ended as did the call.
Lisa double checked the information on Mistress M. It said, “Self-employed business professional in the profession of Law. Owner of 25 slaves, supervisor of many potential slaves.” This followed a phone number that Lisa had used.
It was now just about noon. Lisa needed some fun after the phone conversation. She drove to a strip club she knew served food. There having two girls on the floor eating from bowls would be less of a problem than at a normal restaurant. The giant of a man at the door looked at the three.
“There is a five-dollar cover charge to enter the club.” The giant said.
“We will take a table at the back, away from the stage, send a server immediately. I need food and we have some special needs.” Lisa stated as the giant pushed a button under the table he sat at.
A small older woman showed up wearing a kimono and slippers. “Follow me Miss.” The woman said looking directly at Lisa. As she shuffled along, Lisa wondered if there was a hobble strap around the woman’s knees. The table she was shown to have a single chair and was at the very back of the club.
“Is there a problem if my slaves are given dog bowls to eat out of?” Lisa asked.
“Mistress, we have some stainless-steel bowls, but they are not shaped the same. Would that be acceptable?” Kimono slave asked.
“Yes, their lunch will be blended. The three of us will have the house special. Bring me a coke and add 16 oz of water to each of their slurries.” Lisa commanded. “You will each remove your clothes and kneel on the floor, under the table. Keep your noses on the floor. When the waitress sets down your bowls, I will release you to eat. Until then, nose on the floor.
The two could smell the nastiness of the floor. It was a combination of spilled beer, dirt, and garbage. The linoleum tiles of the floor had no give for the two’s knees, Lisa positioned the two under the table so she could play with their cunts with her feet. She had the two remove her shoes as they got into position. Through the patrons moving about the two would catch glimpses of the girls on the stage. Many shapes, sizes and levels of dress were performing. A cocktail waitress arrived she was dressed as a slutty nun in latex. The top was open in the form of a cross. This left both breasts out and naked. The skirt only went halfway down her ass and was held there by the straps holding up the black latex stockings. Her pussy had 4 large rings holding it closed with bells on the front and back rings. A long post went behind the clitoris pressing into the uppermost Labia Majora.
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