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After Mistress Madison said goodbye to Alexa, promising to talk more about her order, Madison took the bedraggled, cum-covered mother to her office and handed Kim her paycheck and a second envelope. The paycheck was more than she had expected, and the other envelope contained an additional one thousand dollars. Kim was confused, "This money is for me?"

"Of course dear," Mistress said.

"But I thought I was about to be fired! I mean this is wonderful, but I don't understand," Kim said puzzled.  

Mistress chuckled, "Oh, my poor darling! You were never in any danger of being fired - I only said that to appease our clients. If they think that I am a hard-ass and will make sure that they are catered to, they will spend more money! No, I wouldn't fire you over one silly little outburst like that. You were caught off-guard, after all. Plus, you haven't quite gotten used to being pawed and fondled regularly. No, you needn't worry about losing your job... you are too good at what you do, my love!" she said, kissing Kim deeply and passionately.

"Oh, Mistress! You are so generous, how can I show you my gratitude?" Kim said in disbelief. This was almost too good to be true!

"Well, I told you that there would be bonuses as your skills improved, and today you showed me that they definitely have. By now, you must know that it is required of you to cater to my guests every whim and desire. The nicer you are to them, the more compensation you will receive over and above your regular pay. And as an added bonus, you get all the sex you could possibly want - both from the clients and from me and the other girls here! There aren't any of my girls that can say they have gone to bed horny and frustrated unless they wanted to. I allow you to feast on my juicy cunt that you love so much. You do love it don't you, darling?"

"Yes, Mistress, you know I do. I have never desired another woman before, but just being near you drives me crazy with lust. I would do anything to be between your legs licking and sucking your sweet pussy, my Mistress!"

"Good girl, I like your sweet mouth on my cunt as much as you love servicing me, so we will get along fabulously. Now go to your room and clean up before you go home. You look like a cheap whore with your hair a mess, lipstick smeared all over, and your face glistening with pussy juices. We wouldn't want your precious little girl to see her mother looking like that, now would we?"

"No, of course not. I look forward to seeing you tomorrow Mistress," Kim said.

"So do I Kim honey, so do I!"

On the drive home, Kim realized that her life had changed. She would never be the same again. She was resigned to the fact that she would do her Mistress's bidding no matter what it was. All her life Kim had considered having sex with another woman to be something she couldn't do. It might be okay for some people but it wasn't her thing. But now, just the thought of it was a huge turn-on. She chuckled when she realized that she would never look at other women the same way again. When she got home, she excitedly showed Sarah her paycheck but not the bonus. Kim decided to put the bonus money away and save it all for a car for her daughter for graduation. 

A couple weeks later, Mistress came by her area one afternoon and tapped her on the shoulder as she was vacuuming the floor in one of the rooms she was assigned to clean..

"Kimberly, can you stay after your shift for a few minutes. I want to talk to you," Mistress Madison said.

"Yes, Mistress, of course. Is there something wrong?" Kimberly asked.

"Oh no, dear, I just want to talk to you about our upcoming party," Mistress said.

"Yes Mistress," she said, and she went back to work. At the end of her day, she went to find the Mistress and found her in her office doing some paperwork.

"Mistress, you wanted to talk to me?" Kim said, knocking on the door of the office softly.

"Yes, dear, come in and close the door," Mistress said. Kim did as she was told and then took a seat where the Mistress indicated. 

"As I'm sure you are aware, we are hosting a party in a couple weeks for some of our overseas buyers. These ladies and gentlemen come to my parties several times a year and usually spend a good deal of money buying up the lingerie that I have created. The girls here get very excited when we have one of these parties because it's a chance for them to make some serious money," the Mistress said.

"Really?" Kim's eyes lit up. This might be the chance she needed to get Sarah's new clothes and a dress for the dance! "What goes on at these parties?"

"Well our clients come and they see the girls walking around serving drinks or food or just flirting with them and sometimes they might take a client to their room and... entertain them. The whole idea is that the clients come here and have a good time, see some sexy lingerie, and will make a large purchase if they feel they enjoyed themselves. The girls get paid based on how much of what they wore they were able to get the buyers to take. 

If you, for example, got a buyer to order a dozen of the outfits you were wearing or that you showed them, then you would get a cut of the order. At these parties you are more than a hostess, you are a saleswoman," Mistress said.

"What do you mean... 'entertain them'?" Kim asked, a bit concerned.

"My dear, what you do in your room is between you and the client. However the 'nicer' you are to them, the more they tend to spend. No money changes hands directly, so you can't get charged with prostitution, but if show them a good time, they will be more inclined to spend more money. Each girl gets a catalog of what we offer at the time, and you show your client what's available. Then you get them in a buying mood. How you do that is up to you, but I have a feeling you can be very persuasive!" Mistress said.

"Thank you Mistress, but I'm not sure..." Kim said. She wasn't too keen on the idea of using her body as a sales tool, whether it was "prostitution" or not. But she understood what the Mistress was saying - she did make and sell lingerie, and these parties were designed to sell her creations.

"Well, just remember honey, that all of this is entirely up to you. You don't have to work the party if you don't want to. But it does mean a very healthy bonus for you, and from what you have told me you could use the money," Mistress said.

And she was right. With Sarah's school dance not too far in the future, she still didn't have the dress that she wanted, much less any of the other things she wanted for her. And then there was the rest of school to get through as well. Raising kids was expensive!

"Can I think about it for a day or two Mistress and let you know? This is a big step for me. Until I came to work here, I hadn't had any sexual relations since the divorce was finalized. I've had a couple dates, but nothing more than a kiss goodnight came of them. So this is pretty big..." Kim said.

"Of course, hon. I understand completely. Think it over and give me your answer in a couple days. If you don't want to do this, I will just find another girl. It won't affect your working here at all. But for you financially, I hope you decide to at least try it once. You'll see it's not so bad. I look out for my girls - I may be in the business of selling lingerie, but trust me, my girls come before any profits! I don't allow any of the clients to get out of hand and if I hear that one has, they are no longer invited to my play parties. They can buy from me, just not at any parties or social occasions," Mistress said.

"That's nice to know," Kim said. It did make her feel better. She had heard stories of pimps and Madames that only cared about how much money their girls brought in - how they made that money wasn't their concern! It was nice to know that Mistress Madison wasn't that way.

Kimberly began thinking about what she would do. She was torn between the two choices. She really did want to do this for her daughter and give her the best school year possible. It wasn't her fault that her father was an asshole. She deserved to have a memorable school year. Junior high is a milestone in a young girls life, and Kim wanted it to be a happy one. She had been wonderful through the whole ugly divorce matter, and since then she had been a great help to Kim, keeping her grounded and keeping her sane. She really did deserve at least one special day of her own.

Yet could she go through with it? Could she peddle her ass to "entertain" some strange man or woman and get them to buy the lingerie she was supposed to be modeling and selling? She had been brought up in a good home with good parents - could she set aside her morals and her proper upbringing for this? Kim struggled with the decision for the next two days.

Finally, that Friday Kim came to work with an answer for the Mistress. She had talked to a couple of the other girls who had been to a few of these parties and got a better idea of what went on there. It didn't do much to help her decision, but at least she knew what to expect if she went to the party. 

"Hi Mistress," Kim said when she got to work.

"Oh, hi Kim, you are early!" Mistress said, surprised at Kim's early arrival.

"Yeah, I wanted to talk to you a minute about the party," she said.

"Okay, let's go into my office and we'll talk." She led Kim into the office and shut the door behind her.

"What can I do for you?" Mistress said.

"Well, I just wanted to let you know I have thought it over a lot the last couple days, and I've decided to attend the party. It's going to be very strange and I am still not completely sure of myself, but I need the money and after all, I am starting a new chapter in my life. So I have decided that my daughter's happiness is more important than my prudish morals. I'm doing this for her... to give her something special to remember from her childhood before it's gone," Kim said.

"I understand totally, Kimberly sweetie. And believe me when I tell you it won't be as bad as your imagination has it made out to be. You are not a whore. This is not some street corner prostitution ring. You are a salesperson selling lingerie. You have been to other lingerie parties before, I'm sure. It's just at this one there will be men and women and they might get a bit more playful. But let me remind you, that you have the final word on what, if any, activity goes on. And if you say no, I will back you up. You are in control," Mistress said. "Your daughter is a lucky girl to have a mother that would go to such lengths to make her happy."

"Thank you, Mistress, and thank you for being so understanding and taking care if us all," Kimberly said. 

Work for Kim continued on and before she knew it, the day before the big party came. At the end of her shift that day, the Mistress asked her if she could come in about an hour early the following day so she could talk to her a bit more about the party. Kim said she would be glad to and that day she did show up early.

"I'm here Mistress!" Kim said, and she came into the mansion and found her setting some things up in the living room.

"Excellent, Kim. You look spectacular! That was the perfect outfit for you after all!" she said twirling her finger, indicating she wanted Kim to spin around so she could look her over.

Kim spun slowly around hoping that Mistress didn't find anything wrong. "I do feel sexy in this - it's just beautiful Mistress! But I have to admit I am a bit nervous about this. I hope I do well," she said.

"Hmmm... I got a hunch you will do just fine, hon.  You've only been here for a short time compared to the other girls here but I sense you are more than capable. 

I need to help with preparations for this afternoon's guests, so we don't have much time, unfortunately. I really do wish I could make you better acquainted with the workings of the party today, but that will have to wait. Nothing to worry about, however, we'll have plenty of time together, you and I." She reached forward and stroked Kim's cheek with her right hand. Then, in an instant, her hand was between Kim's legs and caressing her pussy over the thin fabric of her panties. 

Kim closed her eyes and cooed happily as Mistress stroked her pussy. She knew she should feel different, she should be horrified that another woman was being so intimate with her. But she wasn't. She was so focused on her own pleasure - the pleasure being given to her by the Mistress's tender touch - that nothing else in the world mattered at that moment. At that moment she would have done anything for the hand that was making her feel so wonderful.

Madison smiled, but it was not a smile of kindness. She had total control over the new girl, and she was pleased with her willingness to submit so easily.

She continued to stroke Kim's dampening pussy, then she slipped a hand under the sheer fabric. She pushed her hand fully inside and pushed her underwear aside. Mistress Madison softly stroked Kim's soaked pussy, tracing the lips and circling her engorged clit. "Hmmm, nice and wet, just like a pussy should be," she said. Mistress stroked it, back and forth while staring at Kim straight in the eye – enjoying the fact that she was able to physically dominate the woman purely at will.

Kim moaned with pleasure. She'd never been handled quite like this before and was not at all against it. After all, Mistress Madison was a real stunner to look at, and the way she had an aura around her that really turned her on! Kim had never been really attracted to other women - she had tried a couple times in her younger days just experimenting, but  Mistress was an entirely different matter. It was as if she knew just how to manipulate her...

All of a sudden, Mistress Madison slipped two fingers inside Kim's slippery slit. Kim gasped in shock then moaned. The Mistress smiled at her reaction. "Never forget that I now have FULL control over you, at ALL times. Your life now belongs to me. Is that understood?" She wriggled her fingers inside Kim's pussy a little harder, encouraging her to answer.

"Y.. yes... yes Mistress, I... I understand," Kim moaned, grinding her hips against the Mistress's probing hand.

Mistress Madison pulled her fingers out of Kim's wet hole and, and resumed the stroking of her lips and rubbing her clit, which had now swollen even bigger. "Yes, you'll be put to good use," she cooed sensually to Kim.

"But before we get all involved with that chaos, come my sweet girl... come to your Mistress," Kim stood there dumbstruck as she watched Mistress slide a shoulder strap off one shoulder  and then the other, letting the top of her black, figure-hugging dress fall down, revealing her full, firm 36D breasts. "Come, my dear. Come show your Mistress just how much you love her big, fat titties."

Kim moved forward slowly as if in some kind of trance, not taking her eyes off the pale, creamy globes that had been bared for her. She took note of the smooth skin, the large dark areola and the hard, stiff nipple in the center. She was drawn inexplicably to those magnificent mounds of womanhood and when she got closer she bent down slightly to lick Mistress's breasts as Mistress took her in her arms and cradled her. 

"That's it darling, lick and suck my titties. Please your Mistress and she won't forget it," Mistress Madison purred with delight, as Kimberly began slurping at her breast with all the energy she could muster.

The Mistress moaned aloud with pleasure and leaned her head back. Kim continued feasting on her Mistress's  breast – sucking hard on her large dark nipple and then toying with it with her tongue. The Mistress grabbed the back of her head and pushed it down as if intent on gaining even more pleasure from shoving more tit into her mouth. Kim did her very best to please the Mistress, as she continued to suck and slurp for all she was worth!

But the time was slipping away from them and much as she regretted leaving the lovely scene, Mistress had guests arriving and would have to attend to them.

"Okay my sweet, that's enough. No, that's enough I said," Mistress had to push Kim off her breast in order to get her to stop. "My oh my, you certainly are a greedy little one, aren't you! Don't you worry though, there will be plenty more where that came from, I promise you," the Mistress smiled gleefully towards her newest girl. 

"Pity, my little darling, I know. But we must get a move along since we have important guests coming for dinner tonight." She looked down and gently pulled her dress up over her breasts. Next, she pushed both her breasts together, to make sure they were in perfect order. Her breasts were always perfect, but she still insisted on taking the necessary "precautions".

"Come along,  there are other matters to attend to now. We can resume where we left off a bit later on," the Mistress taunted.

"Follow me," Mistress commanded.

"Yes, of course, Mistress," Kim replied, still gasping a little for breath.

She made her way through the hallway and turned left at the end. Kim followed quickly along behind. 
Mistress went into the kitchen and began barking orders to a small figure who was leaning over a stove stirring the contents of a large cooking pot. 

"I hope everything is coming along on schedule. Our guests will be here soon and you know how dreadful airplane food is - they are bound to be hungry!" Mistress said.

The figure at the stove turned around as Mistress Madison entered, with Kim right behind her. "Yes, Mistress everything is coming along perfectly. Dinner will be ready for our guests very shortly after their arrival," the figure said. 

"I'm happy to hear that, Allison," Mistress replied. "I knew that my girl would not let me down."

Kim looked at the figure leaning over the large cooking pot on the stove. Although she could not see the face of this individual, it appeared to be a woman – her dark brown hair was just long enough to brush the tops of her shoulders. 

What struck Kim the most was that the woman who was stirring the contents of the pot for all she was worth, was wearing nothing around her buttocks. Her bottom was bare! Naked! Not only that, but it was striped with red marks. Are those the marks of a lash? Kim wondered. She noticed something else... something shiny... the woman was wearing a jeweled butt plug! She felt her pussy dampen and hoped the Mistress wouldn't notice, or she might be in trouble. 

"Allison, turn around and say hello to Kimberly here. She will be helping out with the party tonight. Don't be shy Allison!" Mistress barked towards the cook.

The cook turned around and looked at Kimberly. Then, she managed to whimper "Hello Kimberly." She quickly looked down towards the floor, shamed by her current predicament.

Kimberly stared at Allison. Her small breasts were bare, but not only that, they were covered in stripes like on her ass. She also wore a set of nipple clamps threaded through the D ring on her thick leather collar. 

"Now, get back to your duties, girl!" Mistress Madison barked. 

Allison turned around to continue stirring the contents of the pot. "Come Kimberly our guests should be arriving very soon! Mistress said and turned towards the main living room. Kimberly left the kitchen, turning back for a moment to glance once more at the girl at the stove.  

The guests had arrived and the other girls were busy socializing had flirting with them by the time Mistress and Kim walked into living room.

"Welcome everyone, I'm sorry I wasn't here to welcome you before now but you know how hectic things can get - I was taking care of a few last minute details for this evening. I trust my girls have seen to your comforts already. Let me start the party off by introducing you to our newest addition here at the mansion. Everyone, this is Kimberly. She is still on a trial basis but it is looking very good for her!" Mistress said, winking at Kim as she spoke about her.

Mistress Madison wrapped her arm around Kim's shoulder, and escorted her around the room, introducing her to some of the more important figures in attendance. Kim was courteous and refined, showing that while she may be there as "entertainment" that didn't mean she wasn't a lady! She seemed to make a good impression on everyone too. The women all were all friendly and pleasant to her and the men were captivated by her. Several of the men in attendance tried to win her attention but Kim played it cool, not pledging herself to anyone just yet. 

Kimberly was a skilled diplomat, making each of her would-be suitors feel like they were her number one without actually aligning herself with anyone right off. Mistress watched as Kim played her guests, smiling at her tactful elusiveness. But Kim knew that eventually, she would have to choose one to give her attention to... she was, after all, there to try to sell the lingerie she was wearing and hawking. So after politely and elegantly playing the field for a bit, she "homed in" on her playmate - a man she was introduced to the last time Mistress had guests named Michael, the head of Intimate Secrets lingerie.

Michael was a handsome man,  a bit older than her, around 40-ish she figured, but in very good shape, with short black hair and a goatee-style beard and mustache that had the slightest touch of gray in both. Michael had been a good customer of the Mistress for several years. He came to all of Mistress's parties and social functions and was always right there when the latest creations were unveiled.

Kim said hello to Michael and from the moment the two shook hands she knew she wanted him. His gentlemanly manners and his confident air made her pussy tingle. So since she had made an appearance with most of the other guests already, she began working on Michael.

"Michael, I see your drink is getting empty, Can I refresh it for you?" Kim said, coming up to him.

"Yes, that would be nice. Thank you, my dear," he said. Kim took his drink with a smile and went to fix him a fresh one. 
Coming back she handed him his drink, "There you go!"

"So, Michael, would you like some company?" she asked.

"I would love some, please," he said. Kim smiled and sat down next to him on the arm of the chair. Because they had just met, Michael was a bit unsure how to proceed with her - some girls like the man to be a bit forward and some like to take it a little slower. Kimberly knew she had a job to do here and she had already come to terms with what she would most likely have to do to be successful with it. She didn't look at it as whoring herself out, she thought of herself as a salesgirl trying to coax a buyer into making a purchase. She convinced herself that if female car sales girls selling high-end sports cars use their feminine charms to get their customers to put down cash for a car, why wouldn't this be the same?

Michael was a customer. A very handsome, very wealthy customer, but she was there to help him spend his money - if he spent a little on what she had to offer, well, what was the harm? So while he was trying to figure out how he could get things going with her, she smiled coyly and took his hand and put it on her thigh, just above the top of her thigh-top stockings.

Mistress had given her a special cammisette outfit for her to wear that night, one that she thought Kim would look amazing in. And she was right! The cammisette was black lace with a low cut front held together (barely) with a pink ribbon tie. It was cut high at the bottom in front to show off the matching g-string panty and it had attached garters. it looked smoking on Kim and even she felt sexy wearing it! 

With Kim letting him know in no uncertain terms that she knew what he wanted, Michael felt more at ease around her. They talked and got to know a bit more about each other. Kim watched as a couple of the girls took their customers to their rooms and then she turned to Michael, "Michael honey, would you like to go someplace a little more private and quiet? It's kinda loud in here with the music and all the people talking over us?" she said, as she trailed a red-nailed finger down his chest.

"Sure, if you want to... I mean I don't want you to feel you have to," he said.

Kim leaned over and whispered in his ear, "Baby I want you, I want you sooo much!" she purred and then licked his ear to emphasize it. She stood up and stepped backward a couple steps curling her finger seductively for him to follow her. Michael stood up and as he came closer she let her hand find his crotch.

"Yesss, that's what I want... right now!" she said, her voice already throaty and lustful. Michael put his arm around her slim waist as they walked towards the back of the mansion where the girl's rooms were. As she entered the hallway, she reached back and slipped Michael's hand down further so he could grab her ass.

When they got to the room Mistress had assigned to Kim, she opened the door and invited him inside. She closed the door behind them and then turned to her "prey". Wrapping her arms around his neck, she pulled Michael to her. "I was hoping to see you here... we didn't get much chance to get to know each other the last time you came to the mansion!" 

"Yes, I remember that day! What happened anyway. One minute you were there and the next you were gone!" he said.

"Well," she said, looking down a bit ashamed of herself, "I was a naughty girl that day. I told Alexa to stop touching me. It was wrong and I got punished for it. But I learned better and now I am here with you!" she said smiling.

"I see. So is it all right to touch you?" he asked. He knew he didn't need to - he knew she was there to please him however he wanted. He knew he could command her to do whatever he pleased and she would. But he was being a gentleman about it and Kim ate it up! 

"Oh, Michael! You don't have to ask darling! I would be hurt if you didn't want to touch me!" she giggled. She pulled him down into a long passionate kiss and as their lips met and their tongues danced, her hand crept back to his crotch and she took hold of the growing bulge she found there.

Michael pushed Kim up against the wall and took charge from there. he pressed himself against Kim letting her know that he was most definitely interested in "touching her"! Kim moaned into his mouth as she felt his thigh push between hers. She began grinding her eager pussy on his leg, humping him as they kissed and groped each other. Michael found her tits and cupped them, brushing his fingers across the exposed tops and down the sides. 

"Michael..." she breathed, "touch them... please touch my breasts..."

Michael reached up and slid the thin shoulder straps of her outfit off her soft shoulders one at a time, kissing each as it was bared. Kim was beginning to heat up now, she felt the fire in her pussy raging. She had been interested in Michael when he last visited and now that she had him in her room, she wanted to take full advantage of it! Michael knew what she was feeling too - he could smell the aroma she was emitting and he felt the heat from her. He heard her moans and the soft panting of her increased breathing. He knew she was getting incredibly turned on.

But he wasn't far behind her himself. Michael always liked coming to these parties Mistress Madison threw - it was always a hot, steamy time. But Kim's presence had thrown a whole new meaning to sexy and Michael was glad that she picked him to be her beau for the evening.

Michael slid the shoulder straps down and off her arms and then slowly peeled the silky material from her breasts. Kim gasped as she felt the cool room air hit her nipples causing them to harden instantly. Mistress liked to keep the mansion a little cool - firstly because with all the activity that went on, it kept the girls from getting too hot and sweaty, but also because when they got undressed like this, the coolness made their nipples nice and hard - which was good for business!

Kim looked at Michael as he surveyed the beauty in front of him. She was looking for a reaction from him... some sign that he approved, but also fearing he might not. She was, after all, one of the older girls that worked here and she wasn't quite as "perky" and youthful as some of them. 

But Michael calmed her fears of not being good enough when he licked his lips and leaned forward to take one hard stiff bud into his mouth, licking and sucking on it and gently nibbling on the tender morsel. 

"Ohhhh Michael!" Kim moaned loudly. Michael's mouth was amazing and she felt electricity running from her nipples to her pussy and up to her brain, igniting both as she grabbed the back of his head and pulled his mouth down onto her nipple harder. She wrapped her arms tightly around his neck holding him there wanting him to never leave her bosom, wanting his mouth to remain on her nipple, sucking and suckling her forever.

Which would have been perfectly fine with Michael too, had she not had other delights he wanted to sample as well. But he spent several glorious moments licking and sucking and biting each nipple in turn before regrettably saying goodbye and heading for other lush pastures. He took hold of the top of her skimpy little cammisette and pulled it slowly down, revealing inch by delicious inch of her body. Kim watched, holding her breath, as she was slowly unwrapped and when the silky garment finally reached her hips and dropped suddenly to the floor she gasped once again. 

Michael had dropped to his knees to help her step out of the outfit and now he looked up at his beauty. She held his head in her hands and he saw her eyes darting side to side as if looking for something. She was looking for something - she was looking for approval or some reaction from him that would make her feel comfortable. The silence was deafening and only made her imagination work against her. Kim never had a really good self-image and the divorce had stripped her of what little confidence she had in herself. So now, standing naked in front of a man for the first time in years, she was understandably apprehensive. 
Michael stood up, still without speaking and put his arms around her waist. She looked up into his face still not daring to breathe.

"Michael, please... say something," she said, the suspense nearly killing her.

"You're beautiful," he said as he looked at her.

"I am?" she asked, not sure if she heard him right.

"Of course. You are very beautiful. But you know, I'll bet you'd be even more beautiful laying on that bed over there!" he said with a mischievous grin.

Kim smiled and turned to head for the bed, still holding his hand over her shoulder. When she reached the bed she turned around to face him again and began undressing him. She removed his shirt, eager to see what he looked like in the same state of undress. She admired his powerful chest running her fingertips over his chest and circling his nipples before kissing her way down his body to his belt buckle. She lowered herself to her knees and looking up at him with a smile, began unbuckling his belt and opening his pants. She tugged his pants down to his ankles, helping him step out of them then turned her attention to his boxers - the only thing standing between her and the bulge that was so apparent now behind the veil.