So hidden beneath the designer dresses was cheap and nasty underwear. The last item was a red plastic dog’s collar, clearly visible above our Mandarin collar. Before we walked out into the lounge we checked each other, squeezed hands, took a deep breath and opened the door. Sir was waiting for us.
“Lift your skirts at the front,” he ordered. We could do this easily with the side slits. He smiled. “Let’s go.” We went out to the waiting taxi. We were sitting on each side of Sir, he had his arms around us and gently pulled us close. “Sasha has chosen to dress you well, she shall be rewarded. You have done an adequate job of looking attractive in a vampish way.
I had been concentrating on Sir’s voice that I had not realised where we were going. To my restaurant! I fucking work here! I know everybody! I am the senior waitress! The boss of half the staff! They all know what goes on in Sir’s alcove! Here I will be on display as one of his girls! The bastard has done it on purpose. “Please no Sir, can we go somewhere else?” What a waste of breath, he had planned this, keep quiet, you can only make things worse. They can’t get any worse can they?
We sat in the alcove, the place was about half full. Two bottles of Nuit St George were open on the table. Sir nodded to me and I poured three glasses of the wine. Eric came over with the menus and Sir took one and gave him the others back. He was going to order for all of us, something he complained to me about the first time he came in. Sasha’s man had always ordered for her.
He has no idea what we like, I knew he would order a rare steak for both of us. He did! While he ordered the salmon speciality for himself. Lana brought the steak knives and had a smirk on her face, you’ll get the shit shifts when I’m back, bitch.
Different members of staff brought a variety of things just so they could gloat. Aniya, Zaria and Anton one after the other. Slag had no idea what was going on. I ate my steak, actually it was quite good,
“Take your knickers off.” Sir said out of the blue. “Now!” With the side slits reaching the knickers was easy. So we both had our knickers on our side plates very quickly. Sir then decided to call a waiter, surprise, surprise both Anton and Zaria arrived. We always had good tips and always gave good service but this was to laugh at me. He ordered sweets and as soon as they turned their backs he sent me under the table.
“Start with Slag’s cunt, lick her until I tell you to stop. You can suck me then.” Fuck, someone will have been watching me, we always did, having a laugh sometimes and getting a wet pussy at others, I’m sure Anton has gone to the staff loo for a wank, and probably others too. Fuck it I have.
Now here I was with my tongue in a girl’s pussy with all my coworkers knowing what I was doing. I was ordered to move to Sir’s cock where I pulled it out and sucked it until it was hard then tried to get it all in. I heard the sweets being brought and put on the table. I continued sucking until I was told to stop. I sat in my chair blushing furiously. Half way through my sweet Sir ordered us to go to the toilets and insert the butt plugs he gave us.
We walked out together, in the toilets Slag asked, “What is going on?” I explained that this was my place of work. “Fuck.” she exclaimed “And he knew this?”
“Oh yes, he knew. It is all to humiliate me, we all know what happens in here with him and his girls.”
“Bastard,” she said laughing.
“Fuck him!” I laughed. We lubricated the plugs with our pussy juice and inserted them in the requisite hole. Returning to the table we finished our sweet. Sir ordered coffee and brandies.
“Slut, how many staff work in the kitchen?”
“Three usually Sir,” I answered.
He gave me sixty pounds. “Give that to the kitchen staff and thank them for a delicious meal.” He pulled the zip on my dress down so that my bra was exposed. I was greeted by lots of questions which I did not answer but gave each of them twenty pounds and thanked them. They had obviously been kept up to date of our activity. I wish I could stop blushing, I wish my pussy would stop leaking,
Master
Poor Slut, I almost felt sorry for her, almost, I was enjoying her suffering to the extent I still had a hard on. Time to go home. “Slut, thank the staff for such wonderful service and tell them we will definitely be back.” She went to all the available staff thanking them. We went out, leaving the tip wrapped in Slut’s knickers.
In the taxi I said to Slut. “Well done you kept me amused all evening, you blushed so much I’m surprised you had enough blood to enable you to walk. ”
“You said I would be humiliated and found a terrible way to do it. I would not have agreed to come if I had known. I have to work with those people next week, order some of them about, you are horrible Sir.”
“Yes,” I laughed, putting my hand through the split in the dress and feeling her sopping cunt. I laughed again. Shall I ask the driver to take you home?” I was playing with her pussy.
“No, Sir, I want to be with you.”
“Even if I put you in the stocks for the night?”
“Please fuck me, anyway you want but fuck me.”
I laughed, “we’ll see.”
Arriving home I clipped a leash onto each of them and led them into the lounge. “Take your dresses off, fold them neatly and put them to the side, as they were made for you you may keep them. You may keep the entire ensemble, I’m sure you will want to wear the classy underwear again. Sorry I gave the knickers away.”
Slut pulled the zip slowly down until the two parts of the dress parted, she placed it to one side and stood with her arms behind her. “Bring me your phones Slut. Slag meanwhile was slowly unfastening the tiny toggle fastenings which went sideways from the collar to the edge of her right tit before turning downward. There were a lot of fastenings, probably a zip in the back but this was much sexier.
Slut returned with the phones, was she worried at giving up their only form of communication? I got them to turn the phones on and took photos of them together. They were wearing all red, high heeled shoes, stockings, suspenders, bras, collar and a black leash. Not visible at the moment was the plug they each had inserted in the arsehole, which had red jewels capping them.
I photographed them individually and together, kissing and showing all they have. I finished up with pictures of them sucking my cock looking beseechingly at the camera. “There you have souvenirs for you to show to your friends.” I said.
“Slag, I promised you an orgasm and you’ve had that.”
“Yes Sir,” she answered.
“What did I promise you Slut?”
“Pain and humiliation, Sir.”
“Have you received both of those?”
“Yes Sir, in spades.”
“So I have fulfilled my side of the bargain, is that right?”
“Yes Sir,” they both replied.
“And what was your part of the bargain?”
“To serve you in every way,” said Slut.
“To obey your every wish without hesitation,” said Slag.
I picked up the leashes and led them crawling to the playroom. I fastened slut into the stocks that held the waist which put the pussy and mouth at cock height. Her legs fastened spread and arms locked up and back.
I had Slag squat in front of Slut. I removed both bras allowing Sluts tits to hang beguilingly below. Now that I could not resist, I clipped a bell to each nipple. I went to the wall and selected a cane, I decided that a photo with stripes may be appreciated, I can’t help being kind.
I hit her arse, “Yeow!” she exclaimed. I hit her ten times with similar results, putting parallel stripes from thigh to the top of her crack. I removed the butt plug.
“Slag, do you like Slut?” I asked.
“Yes Sir, very much,” was her reply.
“Do you think she should have an orgasm?”
“Yes Sir.”
“Slut do you want an orgasm?”
“Oh yes please Sir,” she implored. I spread her cheeks, put lube on and in her arse and slowly pushed my cock in. “Oooooh,” she cried. I drove in harder making the bells ring. “Ough, ough ough,” she grunted.
“I like fucking your arse but if you want to come would you want me to fuck your cunt?” I asked.
“Yes please, Sir.”
“Well ask me nicely,” I demanded.
“Please Sir fuck my cunt,” she urged. I pulled out of her arsehole, picked up her butt plug and pressed it into her mouth.
“Your friend Slag is going to have to plead for me to let you come as you are a worthless slut. Start beseeching me to fuck this worthless cunt to orgasm, tell me how useless she is but how she needs to come.” I shoved my cock viciously into her cunt to a gasp and a cacophony of bells.
“Oh Sir please let this fucking dirty sex pig come all over your cock and her cunt juice gush on to your balls.” She looked at Slut. “Do you like being a worthless sex toy, an unpaid whore, even your name describes what a worthless excuse for a woman you are.” Fucking hell she was getting me going, every thrust was accompanied by a grunt and the ringing of bells.
“Aaaaaghrrrrr,” the plug spit out as she screamed. I continued harder and faster. “Aaaaaaaaaaghrrrrrr,” she exclaimed again, “thank you Sir, Thank you SIr.” She sounded exhausted. I pulled out of her cunt and into her arsehole where I drove in without hesitation. It did not take me long to come.
“Slag, clean the spunk out of her arsehole,” I moved to her head and stuck my cock in her mouth for cleaning. “Fetch me a Scotch, Laphroaig one ice cube.” I used Sluts finger to open her phone and took photos from front, back and side.
Slut
We left the restaurant at last, I told Sir I would not have come to him if I had known that was going to happen. He put his fingers in my soaking pussy and laughed. I fucking blushed again, he’s a bastard. We took our dresses off, we were to keep them! I have never had anything of this quality. You can keep the underwear, I’d never wear it. The shoes look great but most uncomfortable.
He sent for our phones, our only contact with outside but he just took photos so we would have something to show our friends! Course I will and my mum and dad, like hell. My heart sank when he said he had completed all his promises. All he had promised me was pain and humiliation and boy had he done that. But Sir you can’t leave me in this state, please I silently pleaded.
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