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The day had started off badly for the Little Princess and although she’d not started work until 10 AM but by 10.45 she was on her knees sucking her bosses cock after agreeing that she was in fact a slut. As she sucked Toby Whitehall cock he gripped her head and she could feel each of tips of his fingers as he pressed against her skull it felt uncomfortable but it wasn’t painful. The Little Princess could hear his groans as they got louder so did the pressure on her head and slowly at first he started to move his hips backwards and forwards so his cock was rhythmically increasing the speed and holding her head firmly, he was fucking her face. Faster and deeper until she was gagging and as if he knew her limits he pulled back just enough and came into her mouth.
Holding her still with his hands now behind her head he told her “Breath through your nose slut and relax.” It wasn’t as if she had any choice as she was being held firmly although with her mind all over the place she didn’t know what she wanted. The cock in her mouth showed no sign of getting soft at all and slowly it started to move slowly but steadily back and forth in her mouth again as he did so he told her. “You aren’t too good at sucking cock slut I’d give you just five out of ten for your competence but you will get better because you are going to get a lot of practice at it.” That she did take in and just for a split second she started to worry that he’s want a blow-job every day from her, if only that was it.
As he jerked his second load into her mouth he pushed as far as he could into her mouth and this time she did gag and started to fight to get him out of her instinctively only to be held firm by his grip. When he did pull out of her she coughed and thought she was about to vomit, she didn’t. His only comment was “Very dramatic slut, very dramatic.” She started to get up from her knees only to be told to “Stay just there slut” she did and he continued. “You are a pretty little thing a little skinny for my tastes but none the less as I said a pretty little thing.” As he spoke he leant back against his desk cock still on eye level for the kneeling Little Princess whose head was lowered eyes fixed on the ground still fully dressed. “Look up slut when I speak to you, look at my cock show me some respect.” Again she complied.
“I am going to send this website to your office PC” he told her and continued, “I want you to take a long hard look at it and think about the consequences of it being launched onto the net and what effect it would have on you, your family and the rest of your life do you understand slut?” She nodded yes she understood “Good” he told her “I want you to think long and hard about how your Mother and Father would react and how you two daughters would cope knowing their mother of a slut, will you do that slut?” again she nodded. Finally he told her “I will be out of the office for the rest of the day and tomorrow as I have other plans, I want you to think about what happened here today and what you confessed to being and then remind yourself why this has all happened but above all I want you to imagine the consequences of your behaviour getting out in the open and you being internet star. If you don’t wish to save your family and yourself all you have to do is not be at your desk tomorrow at 9AM and I will understand any questions slut?
“What if I’m not will you launch the webpage?” she only had that on her mind and as she expected he told her, “Of course I will and not only that” he stopped and then continued “Well look at the end of the website I have just sent to your desktop you will understand then.” Understand she did after trolling through the site that could ruin her life she saw photographs she’d never thought possible to exist, several were taken by Pete the Plumber but the others how they were taken she could not imagine. Fear stopped her clicking on the final page but when she finally managed to summons the courage to do so once again the Little Princess burst into tears for there were the email addresses of almost everybody she knew. Those of her family including both parents, both daughters, husband, friend Linda to say nothing of the local newspaper were all there, his threat was clear do this or else but she already knew that didn’t she.
The Little Princess had yet another sleepless night which she tossed and turned all the way through she got up at 5.45 AM a full hour before she normally did and after feeding her daughters and dropping them both off at school she turned left out of the school gates as she normally did and drove as always down she same roads to work. Sat at her desk without turning on her PC she waited for 9 AM what else could she do anything other than that and her life was ruined. Nothing happened at 9 AM or 10, 11 nor for hours after that it wasn’t until she was thinking of leaving at her normal time and her mobile rang.
Toby Whitehall spoke clearly and slowly to her “I see you were on time this morning, well done. I also see that as always you are wearing your customary tight jeans and top.” Yes she was and what entered her mind was just how he knew what she was wearing, did he have somebody spying on her? She didn’t speak as he continued, “Go to my desk and open the top left hand draw you will find an envelope in it you will find 500 Pounds” she found the money. “Now” he continued “Before you come to work tomorrow I want you to use that money to buy something new to wear and no more tight jeans or trousers not now or anytime in the future unless instructed do you understand slut?” She understood.
“When will you go shopping slut?” she winced at his use of the S word but told him she buy them in the morning trying to explain why but he wasn’t interested. “In that case I will send a list to your phone just suggestions however; what you buy will be up to you, OK slut?’ Yes it was OK, then he added “There will also be set of rules I will set for you memorise them.” Once again all she could say was a simple “Yes.”
Out of sheer exhaustion she went to bed earlier the first time she been to bed by 8 PM since she was eight years-old herself that was unless she was not a lone that is. Waking up just a little later than normal after making the girls breakfast the first thing she did was check her phone after only just remembering Toby Whitehall last words to her. True to his word he had sent her his suggestions as well as part one of his rules. With no time to look at them she put the phone down until she’d done the morning school run.
Once the two were ensconced in school the Little Princess parked and took a closer look at both messages one was labelled “Rules read this first.” The Rules were simple and clear.
1. You will not wear jeans or trousers. Skirts or dresses at all times.
2. Dresses/skirts will not be longer than knee length.
3. Dresses/skirts will not be tight and should be able to be lifted with ease or removed quickly.
4. Front buttoning/zipped dresses should be worn.
5. You will not wear tights (pantyhose) ever. Stockings or Hold-up only.
6. Tops/blouses are not too be tight and should be easily removed. Preference should be given to transparent tops, see-through even better.
7. Knickers/panties should not be worn unless menstruating.
8. When menstruating a red dress should be worn but at no other time.
9. Condoms and Vaseline are to be carried at all times. (Handbag.)
10. You are not deviate from these rules or a punishment will follow.
The other list of suggestions was just that based on the first list which he added things like “leather not PVC, shorter is better, black not red” and the one which worried her the most was higher the heels the better. The Little Princess just didn’t wear high heels well not higher than 2,” that was as she’d just never bought any and those she’d tried on she just couldn’t walk in. Dan was always going on about her dress sense and was fan of sucking and suspenders like most men, how’d she explain this sudden change in direction. As she drove to the department store the £500 in her handbag her mind was all over the place Condoms and Vaseline could only mean one thing he was going to fuck her and not just like Peter the Plumber had but in her arse. Once again tears began to form but then she remembered what the alternative was and she pulled herself together.
After shopping for an hour and half which she had to admit she enjoyed before she went to the office she went home and changed off came the jeans, socks, ankle and ankle boots she favoured and she stood there in just her bra and knickers. The Little Princess stood there in the bedroom of her nice little house looking at herself in the mirror and after she took a deep breath took of her little knickers complete with pretty pink flowers stitched into them off and threw them into the laundry basket in the corner of the room.
Next she opened a bag on the bed took out a blue cotton dress which flared at the waist and buttoned down the front and put it on it came to just above her knee. She did a little twirl and the bottom on the dress spun around and flew up and she smiled to herself. The sling back shoes with 3” heels she totted about as she usually did but kept on walking up and down the landing of her nice little house until she mastered walking in them. After this she sat down at her dressing table applied some makeup to her face then reaching back to the bed found another paper bag of shopping took out a small pot of Vaseline and a packet of three condoms opened her handbag and taking a deep breath dropped them in.
On reaching the office she looked at herself in the mirror of her nice little car opened her handbag and reaching for her makeup bag applied some more lipstick and went inside. As she walked across the car park she could feel the wind gently blowing her dress and she all of a sudden remembered she was not wearing knickers and quickly put her hand down to stop it blowing up as she did so her lack of experience of heel almost made her fall over luckily she didn’t. Walking through the offices she was conscious that people were looking at her it made her feel good she even got the odd comment like “Oh I didn’t realise you had legs Julie” and “Nice legs Julie” added to her feeling of well being.
Sitting down at her desk a full three hours later than she normally did she opened her PC and looked at the variety of post-it-notes stuck on her phone and forgot all about fact that she was sat in the office wearing a dress and without knickers. Toby Whitehall wasn’t in the office and there was a email from him telling her to go to his office at 3 PM and he’d ring her. Not knowing if this was work related or just part of the game (which was how she now thought about what he was doing to her) he was playing with her. Nevertheless she picked up her mobile off her desk and was in his office at 2.59 PM and one sixty-seconds the office phone rang, it was Toby Whitehall.
“I see you have followed my instructions” he told her confusing her as to how he knew, she didn’t comment. “Put the phone on speaker and stand on the rug in front of my desk facing the desk.” Again without speaking and feeling apprehensive she complied and he continued “Spin around and let me see the rest” she slowly turned 360º “Hands out at the side spin faster.” The Little Princess already knew what the effect would be and she was hesitant seeing that he shouted “Do it you slut” quickly she complied once more and the dress spun up displaying her to be naked from the waist down.
His next command was “Take the dress off you slut.” Now close to tears “Take that dress off now you stupid slut.” His voice was louder and firmer and she started to unbutton the dress front fastening as directed, pushed it off her shoulders and let it drop to the floor and stood there now naked but for her bra. “Lose the bra slut.” Was his next command and reluctantly she reached behind her back and unhooked it and took it off, standing there now completely naked she felt awkward, ashamed and humiliated and unable to stop herself a tear ran down from her left eye followed by the first from her left one.
“Turn around and bend over I wish to see your arse and open your legs shoulder width at least, and stop crying.” Feeling venerable and a little scared and utterly lost the Little Princess felt like a c***d being punished for being naughty and c***dlike she did as she was told almost falling forward as she did. “OK slut stand up turn round and face the desk put both hands at the back of your neck. After she’d done so he continued “I don’t think you need a bra, what size are you?” to be told 32A. “OK so from now on no bra OK?” she gave no answer and he demanded of her “OK” and she confirmed by repeating his word back to him. “The pubic hair will have to go, sluts need to be bald only good girls can wear pubic hair, shave it off you slut and stop crying you stupid little slut.”
The Little Princess could just not stop crying how would she explain the sudden change in the clothes she was wearing let alone shaving off her bush? “Her lack of co-operation as in not stopping her sobbing or for that fact answering him irritated the businessman and his irritation showed as he told her. “I will be home tomorrow at my house instead of coming to work you will come to my house instead and you will be there at 10 AM do you understand slut?” Without looking up or stopping sobbing she simply nodded only to be asked again “Do you understand slut, answer me?” This had the desired effect “Yes I understand” she told him. “Be shaved slut and wear something shorter remember less is more” he laughed to himself and the phone went dead. As it did she saw a light above the mirror at the back of his desk blink and then go off, it was a camera, so that’s how.
Dan was due back from a couple of days away and as soon as he saw the Little Princess on her dress he requested a “twirl” and his smiling wife duly gave him what he wanted but unlike Toby Whitehall he didn’t get to see her “charms” as she’d put on underwear. Nevertheless he was impressed and even more so when she told him she’d bought more skirts and dresses and if he was “good boy” after she’d taken a bath she’d have an even nicer surprise for him and smiled as she lifted up her dress to flash her knickers at him.
After taking a longer soak than normal she got out of the bath took out the razor and shaving foam she bought on the way home and removed her pubic hair. Thinking about it later she thought it was odd how she felt even invigorated doing so, maybe it was the fact she was about to shock her husband or perhaps the result which made her look even more a schoolgirl. Two hours later after spending the whole time just in her dressing gown and enjoyed teasing her nice husband. With both daughters in bed she told Dan sit on the bed stood in front and slowly removed her dressing gown after opening her legs as wide as she could. The effect from him was instant grabbing hold of her by the arm and pulling her onto the bed.
Not only did he approve her nice husband even offered to re-shave her again to just to get the hairs she’d missed between her pussy and bum holes, it was an offer she was happy to take advantage of just as he was happy to take advantage of fucking his Little Princess in both holes and for just once she wasn’t to displeased as he pounded into her backside.
The next morning Dan took the girls to school and headed into the office while his wife who had told him she’d been given a little job to do for Toby Whitehall hung back telling him she’d see him later, maybe at the office if she’d managed to work it out. Not asking what the task was he just nodded before asking her if she had any more surprises planned for him, she smiled and told him “You will be the second to find out” and laughed. When he’d left she took off the jeans she had on and replaced it with skirt which as commanded was shorter by four inches, reaching under her top she removed her bra and after a few seconds though put it in her handbag. Toby Whitehall was right her breasts didn’t sag mainly because she weren’t big enough to, still it was clear she wasn’t wearing a bra.
The Little Princess drove the thirty miles to Toby Whitehall house and arrived on time but only just which added to her sense of nervousness so it was with a great feeling of apprehension she parked her car and rang the doorbell. The door was opened by Judy Whitehall who rolled her eyes and looked right down her nose at the Little Princess who he weakly just smiled up at the much taller woman. Opening the door Judy Whitehall gestured to her to come in telling her “Wait here he will be with you when he’s ready.” With that the taller woman turned and walked away leaving the smaller woman to see that under her short kimono Judy Whitehall was wearing fishnet stockings.
Nervous after half an hour the Little Princess moved from one foot to the other a further half hour and she was getting worried sitting down and then standing up. After a further quarter of an hour Judy Whitehall reappeared still wearing the kimono which was totally unfastened and revealed the fact that not only did she have a magnificent pair of breasts she like the Little Princess was shaved of pubic hair “Follow me” turning away she uttered just loud enough to be heard “Slut.”
Toby Whitehall was stood in front of a huge desk in what he told her was his study he was dressed much as the same way as she’d always seen him, a immaculate white shirt and a expensive looking pinstriped suit with equally expensive shoes, he gestured to her PA and office manager to sit down which she did. “Slut” he addressed her “I have called you here today to make you understand how serious I am about our agreement and relationship and I wanted also to make you aware of the consequences of breaking out agreement.”
He continued, “You have met my wife Judy I believe?” without waiting for an answer “Judy and I as well as being married have a similar arrangement all be it slightly different to ours but I won’t bore you with the details right now.” The Little Princess was all ears as Judy Whitehall stood expressionless and motionless arms at her side the silk kimono now fully open. Her husband made a simple gesture to his wife who let the garment slip off her shoulders and onto the floor then without a further word from him not even a gesture, the naked woman walked to the desk spread her legs as wide as she could and bent over the oak desk her torso flat on the desk her head resting on one side her left leaving her looking directly at the Little Princess.
“Judy here broke the rules and not for the first time as she is simply just too stupid and full of her own self importance to learn but today I am going to teach her a lesson, aren’t I Whore?” his prone wife didn’t answer. The Little Princess by this time was more than a little nervous and got even more so when Toby Whitehall went to a smaller table and picked what she recognised from taking her daughters for riding lessons was a riding crop. Taking up a position behind and to the side of his prone wife be brought the crop up and then down across her buttocks loudly thrashing into her. Almost defiantly Judy Whitehall announced “One” followed by “Toby Whitehall, three, four, five, six” now less defiantly “seven, eight, nine, ten” she counted “eleven, twelve, thirteen, f******n” now beginning to move from foot to foot which made her husband shout at her to “Sand still whore.”
The Little Princess watched in horror as Judy Whitehall counted all the way up to twenty-five before her husband stopped beating her, by which time she was openly sobbing tears running down her face. Still she did not get up from her prone position although her legs hardly supported her, then she spoke “Thank you Sir.” During the beating Toby Whitehall did not once even glance at the Little Princess once he stopped he told her “Come over here and take a look slut” apprehensively she walked behind the snivelling. The marks across her backside were thick welts and stood up several had crossed and tiny drops of blood were visible and as they met they already started to run down her thighs.
It was the first time the Little Princess had witnessed anything like it nobody had ever even suggested spanking her let alone beating her with a crop in fact she’d never even knew anybody into spanking, she was scared what was going to happen next. Toby Whitehall enlightened her “Judy or whore as I like to call her, as I said is in a similar position to yourself my little slut” he did not expect or get a response. “Whore didn’t do as she was told in fact she was actually defiant. This little demonstration was to remind her what happens when she doesn’t do as she is told and of course as I said I thought I show you as well I do hope you are impressed?”
Impressed or not the Little Princess wasn’t able to say anything her eyes fixed on the backside of Judy Whitehall and her ears on the soft sobbing sounds that she was making, Toby Whitehall voice brought her back into the room. “Are you impressed slut?” he barked at her and she nodded. Unzipping his trousers Toby Whitehall took out his cock and smiled at her “Well you stupid slut get on your knees and suck my cock” quickly she did as he told as she was now fully aware of what happed if you didn’t. “Soft lips” he told her “make your lips softer around my cock you slut, tongue you slut use your tongue on my bell end, move back and forward slut.” His instructions were repeated and as he gripped her hair and moved his cock in and out she did her best to comply. As he came he pulled out and came in her face pulling her head back by the hair he told her to “Stay there slut don’t move.”
The Little Princess hated sucking cock but she did it, she hated swallowing cum but she did that was well. What she hated the most was men cumming in her face but she was just too scared to do anything and knelt in that position eyes closed as she knew how much it stung to get cum in her eye. Suddenly she was aware that somebody was in front of her as she could feel their breath on her face it was the newly beaten Judy Whitehall who was knelt in front of her and who started to lick her husband’s cum form her face. Once her work was done her husband barked at her “That’s enough whore you can go” picking up her kimono she left without speaking or even glancing back.
If she was nervous before she’d witnessed the beating the Little Princess was out and out terrified now she was alone with Toby Whitehall. His cock still hanging from his trousers he told her to stand and she did so. “You need to learn certain things as I have told you today was a lesson on what to expect if you fail to do so, do you understand slut?” she nodded which wasn’t enough for him. “When I ask you a question you answer it and from today onward you will address me as Sir do you understand slut?” This time he got the answer he wanted “Yes Sir.” She told him.
“You will not speak unless you are spoken to do you understand slut?”
“Yes Sir.”
“When you are told to stand you will stand with your legs open shoulder width apart your hand behind your back and your eyes on the floor, understand slut?”
“Yes Sir.” Moving her legs apart and putting her hands together behind her back and dropped her gaze to the floor.
“Good now tell me what you are?”
“Slut.” She answered.
“I will ask you again, tell me what you are and you’d better get it right.” Announce in his reply told her she made a mistake.
“I’m a slut Sir.” Louder and clearer.
“Lift up your skirt slut.”
She complied taking hold of the hem she pulled the skirt up and held it up. Moving to her straight away putting his hand on her sooth cunt and if she been looking up she would have seen him smile. She totted slightly as she slipped his finger into her first one then a second, she was wet only slightly wet but nevertheless she was wet. Walking away from her he took hold of her handbag and gave it to her. “Empty it on the desk.” He ordered her and she did as she was instructed. Picking out he small tub of Vaseline and the condoms he again smiled, he’s instructed her to shave and she had he’d instructed her to carry Vaseline and condoms and she did he was going to enjoy breaking this little slut.
“Take that top off slut and never wear it again.” Quickly she took off her top standing naked apart from her shoes. “You saw how my whore lay across the desk?” He asked her, she did “I want you to do the same legs wide open tits on the desk and reach out and hold the ends of the desk.” Panic set in very quickly she looked at him fear clearly viable on her face “Are you going to hurt me?” she asked through trembling lips.
“I will if you don’t do as you are told slut bend over the desk and grip the side and don’t speak again unless I tell you to. Close to tears once more and hoping her legs didn’t buckle and let her down she did as he told her to fully expecting to feel the kiss of the crop across her buttocks. It was almost a feeling of relief when she felt the tell tales feeing of Vaseline on her as he pushed a finger into her arse hole. Placing a hand between her shoulder blades pining her to the desk he used his other hand to find the entrance of her arse and pushed into her without ceremony. It hurt her and he knew it and furthermore he knew she knew he didn’t care.
As he pounded into her she groaned in pain and gasped for breath as he pounded into her. “You are fucking tight fuck me you are so fucking tight” he told her not that she was listening. The Little Princess wanted to tell him to slow down and not to hurt her but she was too scared to say anything he was hurting her and unlike anybody had done before when they fucked her there. Aware now that he’d taken a grip of her hair his thrusts got harder and deeper the pain was making her feel sick and then it was over he jerked several times as he for the second time he came in her. “Thank me you ungrateful slut” he demanded and as his wife had she responded “Thank you Sir.”
As the other woman had mainly because she was exhausted and still out of breath the Little Princess did not move. “Stand” he told her “hands on you head slut.” Complying she stood eyes cast to the ground he moved around her touching her nipples running his hands over her body as if admiring a new possession.
“When did you shave?” he asked her.
“Last night Sir.” She told him.
“Husband like it?”
“Yes Sir.”
“Did he fuck you?”
“Yes Sir.”
“Did you cum for him?”
“No Sir.”
“Which hole did he fuck slut?”
“My pussy Sir.”
“Pussy I hate that word don’t use it again say twat from now on, did he use your arse?
“No Sir.”
“Does he fuck your arse?”
“Yes Sir.”
“Often?”
“Yes Sir.”
“You like it slut?”
“No Sir”
“You ever fucked a woman?”
“No Sir.” In fact today was the first time ever even seen another woman naked.
“Well we will have to fix that won’t we slut?”
“Yes Sir.” Not knowing what else to say although he thought horrified her.
“I would normally give you a taste of my crop” he told her as he stood in front of her holding both her nipples between fingers and thumbs he started to squeeze ”However we have to think about hubby and what he’s think we don’t want him seeing marks all over your body do we slut?” Again not expecting or getting an answer. “We will have to do something about that maybe arrange for him to spend more time away, I will have to think about that won’t we slut?”
“Yes Sir.” Was the only response she could think of saying but straight away she began to fear about her husband’s future as well as her own. It was something she was thinking about when he bent her once more over the desk and fucked her this time in her twat.
Holding her still with his hands now behind her head he told her “Breath through your nose slut and relax.” It wasn’t as if she had any choice as she was being held firmly although with her mind all over the place she didn’t know what she wanted. The cock in her mouth showed no sign of getting soft at all and slowly it started to move slowly but steadily back and forth in her mouth again as he did so he told her. “You aren’t too good at sucking cock slut I’d give you just five out of ten for your competence but you will get better because you are going to get a lot of practice at it.” That she did take in and just for a split second she started to worry that he’s want a blow-job every day from her, if only that was it.
As he jerked his second load into her mouth he pushed as far as he could into her mouth and this time she did gag and started to fight to get him out of her instinctively only to be held firm by his grip. When he did pull out of her she coughed and thought she was about to vomit, she didn’t. His only comment was “Very dramatic slut, very dramatic.” She started to get up from her knees only to be told to “Stay just there slut” she did and he continued. “You are a pretty little thing a little skinny for my tastes but none the less as I said a pretty little thing.” As he spoke he leant back against his desk cock still on eye level for the kneeling Little Princess whose head was lowered eyes fixed on the ground still fully dressed. “Look up slut when I speak to you, look at my cock show me some respect.” Again she complied.
“I am going to send this website to your office PC” he told her and continued, “I want you to take a long hard look at it and think about the consequences of it being launched onto the net and what effect it would have on you, your family and the rest of your life do you understand slut?” She nodded yes she understood “Good” he told her “I want you to think long and hard about how your Mother and Father would react and how you two daughters would cope knowing their mother of a slut, will you do that slut?” again she nodded. Finally he told her “I will be out of the office for the rest of the day and tomorrow as I have other plans, I want you to think about what happened here today and what you confessed to being and then remind yourself why this has all happened but above all I want you to imagine the consequences of your behaviour getting out in the open and you being internet star. If you don’t wish to save your family and yourself all you have to do is not be at your desk tomorrow at 9AM and I will understand any questions slut?
“What if I’m not will you launch the webpage?” she only had that on her mind and as she expected he told her, “Of course I will and not only that” he stopped and then continued “Well look at the end of the website I have just sent to your desktop you will understand then.” Understand she did after trolling through the site that could ruin her life she saw photographs she’d never thought possible to exist, several were taken by Pete the Plumber but the others how they were taken she could not imagine. Fear stopped her clicking on the final page but when she finally managed to summons the courage to do so once again the Little Princess burst into tears for there were the email addresses of almost everybody she knew. Those of her family including both parents, both daughters, husband, friend Linda to say nothing of the local newspaper were all there, his threat was clear do this or else but she already knew that didn’t she.
The Little Princess had yet another sleepless night which she tossed and turned all the way through she got up at 5.45 AM a full hour before she normally did and after feeding her daughters and dropping them both off at school she turned left out of the school gates as she normally did and drove as always down she same roads to work. Sat at her desk without turning on her PC she waited for 9 AM what else could she do anything other than that and her life was ruined. Nothing happened at 9 AM or 10, 11 nor for hours after that it wasn’t until she was thinking of leaving at her normal time and her mobile rang.
Toby Whitehall spoke clearly and slowly to her “I see you were on time this morning, well done. I also see that as always you are wearing your customary tight jeans and top.” Yes she was and what entered her mind was just how he knew what she was wearing, did he have somebody spying on her? She didn’t speak as he continued, “Go to my desk and open the top left hand draw you will find an envelope in it you will find 500 Pounds” she found the money. “Now” he continued “Before you come to work tomorrow I want you to use that money to buy something new to wear and no more tight jeans or trousers not now or anytime in the future unless instructed do you understand slut?” She understood.
“When will you go shopping slut?” she winced at his use of the S word but told him she buy them in the morning trying to explain why but he wasn’t interested. “In that case I will send a list to your phone just suggestions however; what you buy will be up to you, OK slut?’ Yes it was OK, then he added “There will also be set of rules I will set for you memorise them.” Once again all she could say was a simple “Yes.”
Out of sheer exhaustion she went to bed earlier the first time she been to bed by 8 PM since she was eight years-old herself that was unless she was not a lone that is. Waking up just a little later than normal after making the girls breakfast the first thing she did was check her phone after only just remembering Toby Whitehall last words to her. True to his word he had sent her his suggestions as well as part one of his rules. With no time to look at them she put the phone down until she’d done the morning school run.
Once the two were ensconced in school the Little Princess parked and took a closer look at both messages one was labelled “Rules read this first.” The Rules were simple and clear.
1. You will not wear jeans or trousers. Skirts or dresses at all times.
2. Dresses/skirts will not be longer than knee length.
3. Dresses/skirts will not be tight and should be able to be lifted with ease or removed quickly.
4. Front buttoning/zipped dresses should be worn.
5. You will not wear tights (pantyhose) ever. Stockings or Hold-up only.
6. Tops/blouses are not too be tight and should be easily removed. Preference should be given to transparent tops, see-through even better.
7. Knickers/panties should not be worn unless menstruating.
8. When menstruating a red dress should be worn but at no other time.
9. Condoms and Vaseline are to be carried at all times. (Handbag.)
10. You are not deviate from these rules or a punishment will follow.
The other list of suggestions was just that based on the first list which he added things like “leather not PVC, shorter is better, black not red” and the one which worried her the most was higher the heels the better. The Little Princess just didn’t wear high heels well not higher than 2,” that was as she’d just never bought any and those she’d tried on she just couldn’t walk in. Dan was always going on about her dress sense and was fan of sucking and suspenders like most men, how’d she explain this sudden change in direction. As she drove to the department store the £500 in her handbag her mind was all over the place Condoms and Vaseline could only mean one thing he was going to fuck her and not just like Peter the Plumber had but in her arse. Once again tears began to form but then she remembered what the alternative was and she pulled herself together.
After shopping for an hour and half which she had to admit she enjoyed before she went to the office she went home and changed off came the jeans, socks, ankle and ankle boots she favoured and she stood there in just her bra and knickers. The Little Princess stood there in the bedroom of her nice little house looking at herself in the mirror and after she took a deep breath took of her little knickers complete with pretty pink flowers stitched into them off and threw them into the laundry basket in the corner of the room.
Next she opened a bag on the bed took out a blue cotton dress which flared at the waist and buttoned down the front and put it on it came to just above her knee. She did a little twirl and the bottom on the dress spun around and flew up and she smiled to herself. The sling back shoes with 3” heels she totted about as she usually did but kept on walking up and down the landing of her nice little house until she mastered walking in them. After this she sat down at her dressing table applied some makeup to her face then reaching back to the bed found another paper bag of shopping took out a small pot of Vaseline and a packet of three condoms opened her handbag and taking a deep breath dropped them in.
On reaching the office she looked at herself in the mirror of her nice little car opened her handbag and reaching for her makeup bag applied some more lipstick and went inside. As she walked across the car park she could feel the wind gently blowing her dress and she all of a sudden remembered she was not wearing knickers and quickly put her hand down to stop it blowing up as she did so her lack of experience of heel almost made her fall over luckily she didn’t. Walking through the offices she was conscious that people were looking at her it made her feel good she even got the odd comment like “Oh I didn’t realise you had legs Julie” and “Nice legs Julie” added to her feeling of well being.
Sitting down at her desk a full three hours later than she normally did she opened her PC and looked at the variety of post-it-notes stuck on her phone and forgot all about fact that she was sat in the office wearing a dress and without knickers. Toby Whitehall wasn’t in the office and there was a email from him telling her to go to his office at 3 PM and he’d ring her. Not knowing if this was work related or just part of the game (which was how she now thought about what he was doing to her) he was playing with her. Nevertheless she picked up her mobile off her desk and was in his office at 2.59 PM and one sixty-seconds the office phone rang, it was Toby Whitehall.
“I see you have followed my instructions” he told her confusing her as to how he knew, she didn’t comment. “Put the phone on speaker and stand on the rug in front of my desk facing the desk.” Again without speaking and feeling apprehensive she complied and he continued “Spin around and let me see the rest” she slowly turned 360º “Hands out at the side spin faster.” The Little Princess already knew what the effect would be and she was hesitant seeing that he shouted “Do it you slut” quickly she complied once more and the dress spun up displaying her to be naked from the waist down.
His next command was “Take the dress off you slut.” Now close to tears “Take that dress off now you stupid slut.” His voice was louder and firmer and she started to unbutton the dress front fastening as directed, pushed it off her shoulders and let it drop to the floor and stood there now naked but for her bra. “Lose the bra slut.” Was his next command and reluctantly she reached behind her back and unhooked it and took it off, standing there now completely naked she felt awkward, ashamed and humiliated and unable to stop herself a tear ran down from her left eye followed by the first from her left one.
“Turn around and bend over I wish to see your arse and open your legs shoulder width at least, and stop crying.” Feeling venerable and a little scared and utterly lost the Little Princess felt like a c***d being punished for being naughty and c***dlike she did as she was told almost falling forward as she did. “OK slut stand up turn round and face the desk put both hands at the back of your neck. After she’d done so he continued “I don’t think you need a bra, what size are you?” to be told 32A. “OK so from now on no bra OK?” she gave no answer and he demanded of her “OK” and she confirmed by repeating his word back to him. “The pubic hair will have to go, sluts need to be bald only good girls can wear pubic hair, shave it off you slut and stop crying you stupid little slut.”
The Little Princess could just not stop crying how would she explain the sudden change in the clothes she was wearing let alone shaving off her bush? “Her lack of co-operation as in not stopping her sobbing or for that fact answering him irritated the businessman and his irritation showed as he told her. “I will be home tomorrow at my house instead of coming to work you will come to my house instead and you will be there at 10 AM do you understand slut?” Without looking up or stopping sobbing she simply nodded only to be asked again “Do you understand slut, answer me?” This had the desired effect “Yes I understand” she told him. “Be shaved slut and wear something shorter remember less is more” he laughed to himself and the phone went dead. As it did she saw a light above the mirror at the back of his desk blink and then go off, it was a camera, so that’s how.
Dan was due back from a couple of days away and as soon as he saw the Little Princess on her dress he requested a “twirl” and his smiling wife duly gave him what he wanted but unlike Toby Whitehall he didn’t get to see her “charms” as she’d put on underwear. Nevertheless he was impressed and even more so when she told him she’d bought more skirts and dresses and if he was “good boy” after she’d taken a bath she’d have an even nicer surprise for him and smiled as she lifted up her dress to flash her knickers at him.
After taking a longer soak than normal she got out of the bath took out the razor and shaving foam she bought on the way home and removed her pubic hair. Thinking about it later she thought it was odd how she felt even invigorated doing so, maybe it was the fact she was about to shock her husband or perhaps the result which made her look even more a schoolgirl. Two hours later after spending the whole time just in her dressing gown and enjoyed teasing her nice husband. With both daughters in bed she told Dan sit on the bed stood in front and slowly removed her dressing gown after opening her legs as wide as she could. The effect from him was instant grabbing hold of her by the arm and pulling her onto the bed.
Not only did he approve her nice husband even offered to re-shave her again to just to get the hairs she’d missed between her pussy and bum holes, it was an offer she was happy to take advantage of just as he was happy to take advantage of fucking his Little Princess in both holes and for just once she wasn’t to displeased as he pounded into her backside.
The next morning Dan took the girls to school and headed into the office while his wife who had told him she’d been given a little job to do for Toby Whitehall hung back telling him she’d see him later, maybe at the office if she’d managed to work it out. Not asking what the task was he just nodded before asking her if she had any more surprises planned for him, she smiled and told him “You will be the second to find out” and laughed. When he’d left she took off the jeans she had on and replaced it with skirt which as commanded was shorter by four inches, reaching under her top she removed her bra and after a few seconds though put it in her handbag. Toby Whitehall was right her breasts didn’t sag mainly because she weren’t big enough to, still it was clear she wasn’t wearing a bra.
The Little Princess drove the thirty miles to Toby Whitehall house and arrived on time but only just which added to her sense of nervousness so it was with a great feeling of apprehension she parked her car and rang the doorbell. The door was opened by Judy Whitehall who rolled her eyes and looked right down her nose at the Little Princess who he weakly just smiled up at the much taller woman. Opening the door Judy Whitehall gestured to her to come in telling her “Wait here he will be with you when he’s ready.” With that the taller woman turned and walked away leaving the smaller woman to see that under her short kimono Judy Whitehall was wearing fishnet stockings.
Nervous after half an hour the Little Princess moved from one foot to the other a further half hour and she was getting worried sitting down and then standing up. After a further quarter of an hour Judy Whitehall reappeared still wearing the kimono which was totally unfastened and revealed the fact that not only did she have a magnificent pair of breasts she like the Little Princess was shaved of pubic hair “Follow me” turning away she uttered just loud enough to be heard “Slut.”
Toby Whitehall was stood in front of a huge desk in what he told her was his study he was dressed much as the same way as she’d always seen him, a immaculate white shirt and a expensive looking pinstriped suit with equally expensive shoes, he gestured to her PA and office manager to sit down which she did. “Slut” he addressed her “I have called you here today to make you understand how serious I am about our agreement and relationship and I wanted also to make you aware of the consequences of breaking out agreement.”
He continued, “You have met my wife Judy I believe?” without waiting for an answer “Judy and I as well as being married have a similar arrangement all be it slightly different to ours but I won’t bore you with the details right now.” The Little Princess was all ears as Judy Whitehall stood expressionless and motionless arms at her side the silk kimono now fully open. Her husband made a simple gesture to his wife who let the garment slip off her shoulders and onto the floor then without a further word from him not even a gesture, the naked woman walked to the desk spread her legs as wide as she could and bent over the oak desk her torso flat on the desk her head resting on one side her left leaving her looking directly at the Little Princess.
“Judy here broke the rules and not for the first time as she is simply just too stupid and full of her own self importance to learn but today I am going to teach her a lesson, aren’t I Whore?” his prone wife didn’t answer. The Little Princess by this time was more than a little nervous and got even more so when Toby Whitehall went to a smaller table and picked what she recognised from taking her daughters for riding lessons was a riding crop. Taking up a position behind and to the side of his prone wife be brought the crop up and then down across her buttocks loudly thrashing into her. Almost defiantly Judy Whitehall announced “One” followed by “Toby Whitehall, three, four, five, six” now less defiantly “seven, eight, nine, ten” she counted “eleven, twelve, thirteen, f******n” now beginning to move from foot to foot which made her husband shout at her to “Sand still whore.”
The Little Princess watched in horror as Judy Whitehall counted all the way up to twenty-five before her husband stopped beating her, by which time she was openly sobbing tears running down her face. Still she did not get up from her prone position although her legs hardly supported her, then she spoke “Thank you Sir.” During the beating Toby Whitehall did not once even glance at the Little Princess once he stopped he told her “Come over here and take a look slut” apprehensively she walked behind the snivelling. The marks across her backside were thick welts and stood up several had crossed and tiny drops of blood were visible and as they met they already started to run down her thighs.
It was the first time the Little Princess had witnessed anything like it nobody had ever even suggested spanking her let alone beating her with a crop in fact she’d never even knew anybody into spanking, she was scared what was going to happen next. Toby Whitehall enlightened her “Judy or whore as I like to call her, as I said is in a similar position to yourself my little slut” he did not expect or get a response. “Whore didn’t do as she was told in fact she was actually defiant. This little demonstration was to remind her what happens when she doesn’t do as she is told and of course as I said I thought I show you as well I do hope you are impressed?”
Impressed or not the Little Princess wasn’t able to say anything her eyes fixed on the backside of Judy Whitehall and her ears on the soft sobbing sounds that she was making, Toby Whitehall voice brought her back into the room. “Are you impressed slut?” he barked at her and she nodded. Unzipping his trousers Toby Whitehall took out his cock and smiled at her “Well you stupid slut get on your knees and suck my cock” quickly she did as he told as she was now fully aware of what happed if you didn’t. “Soft lips” he told her “make your lips softer around my cock you slut, tongue you slut use your tongue on my bell end, move back and forward slut.” His instructions were repeated and as he gripped her hair and moved his cock in and out she did her best to comply. As he came he pulled out and came in her face pulling her head back by the hair he told her to “Stay there slut don’t move.”
The Little Princess hated sucking cock but she did it, she hated swallowing cum but she did that was well. What she hated the most was men cumming in her face but she was just too scared to do anything and knelt in that position eyes closed as she knew how much it stung to get cum in her eye. Suddenly she was aware that somebody was in front of her as she could feel their breath on her face it was the newly beaten Judy Whitehall who was knelt in front of her and who started to lick her husband’s cum form her face. Once her work was done her husband barked at her “That’s enough whore you can go” picking up her kimono she left without speaking or even glancing back.
If she was nervous before she’d witnessed the beating the Little Princess was out and out terrified now she was alone with Toby Whitehall. His cock still hanging from his trousers he told her to stand and she did so. “You need to learn certain things as I have told you today was a lesson on what to expect if you fail to do so, do you understand slut?” she nodded which wasn’t enough for him. “When I ask you a question you answer it and from today onward you will address me as Sir do you understand slut?” This time he got the answer he wanted “Yes Sir.” She told him.
“You will not speak unless you are spoken to do you understand slut?”
“Yes Sir.”
“When you are told to stand you will stand with your legs open shoulder width apart your hand behind your back and your eyes on the floor, understand slut?”
“Yes Sir.” Moving her legs apart and putting her hands together behind her back and dropped her gaze to the floor.
“Good now tell me what you are?”
“Slut.” She answered.
“I will ask you again, tell me what you are and you’d better get it right.” Announce in his reply told her she made a mistake.
“I’m a slut Sir.” Louder and clearer.
“Lift up your skirt slut.”
She complied taking hold of the hem she pulled the skirt up and held it up. Moving to her straight away putting his hand on her sooth cunt and if she been looking up she would have seen him smile. She totted slightly as she slipped his finger into her first one then a second, she was wet only slightly wet but nevertheless she was wet. Walking away from her he took hold of her handbag and gave it to her. “Empty it on the desk.” He ordered her and she did as she was instructed. Picking out he small tub of Vaseline and the condoms he again smiled, he’s instructed her to shave and she had he’d instructed her to carry Vaseline and condoms and she did he was going to enjoy breaking this little slut.
“Take that top off slut and never wear it again.” Quickly she took off her top standing naked apart from her shoes. “You saw how my whore lay across the desk?” He asked her, she did “I want you to do the same legs wide open tits on the desk and reach out and hold the ends of the desk.” Panic set in very quickly she looked at him fear clearly viable on her face “Are you going to hurt me?” she asked through trembling lips.
“I will if you don’t do as you are told slut bend over the desk and grip the side and don’t speak again unless I tell you to. Close to tears once more and hoping her legs didn’t buckle and let her down she did as he told her to fully expecting to feel the kiss of the crop across her buttocks. It was almost a feeling of relief when she felt the tell tales feeing of Vaseline on her as he pushed a finger into her arse hole. Placing a hand between her shoulder blades pining her to the desk he used his other hand to find the entrance of her arse and pushed into her without ceremony. It hurt her and he knew it and furthermore he knew she knew he didn’t care.
As he pounded into her she groaned in pain and gasped for breath as he pounded into her. “You are fucking tight fuck me you are so fucking tight” he told her not that she was listening. The Little Princess wanted to tell him to slow down and not to hurt her but she was too scared to say anything he was hurting her and unlike anybody had done before when they fucked her there. Aware now that he’d taken a grip of her hair his thrusts got harder and deeper the pain was making her feel sick and then it was over he jerked several times as he for the second time he came in her. “Thank me you ungrateful slut” he demanded and as his wife had she responded “Thank you Sir.”
As the other woman had mainly because she was exhausted and still out of breath the Little Princess did not move. “Stand” he told her “hands on you head slut.” Complying she stood eyes cast to the ground he moved around her touching her nipples running his hands over her body as if admiring a new possession.
“When did you shave?” he asked her.
“Last night Sir.” She told him.
“Husband like it?”
“Yes Sir.”
“Did he fuck you?”
“Yes Sir.”
“Did you cum for him?”
“No Sir.”
“Which hole did he fuck slut?”
“My pussy Sir.”
“Pussy I hate that word don’t use it again say twat from now on, did he use your arse?
“No Sir.”
“Does he fuck your arse?”
“Yes Sir.”
“Often?”
“Yes Sir.”
“You like it slut?”
“No Sir”
“You ever fucked a woman?”
“No Sir.” In fact today was the first time ever even seen another woman naked.
“Well we will have to fix that won’t we slut?”
“Yes Sir.” Not knowing what else to say although he thought horrified her.
“I would normally give you a taste of my crop” he told her as he stood in front of her holding both her nipples between fingers and thumbs he started to squeeze ”However we have to think about hubby and what he’s think we don’t want him seeing marks all over your body do we slut?” Again not expecting or getting an answer. “We will have to do something about that maybe arrange for him to spend more time away, I will have to think about that won’t we slut?”
“Yes Sir.” Was the only response she could think of saying but straight away she began to fear about her husband’s future as well as her own. It was something she was thinking about when he bent her once more over the desk and fucked her this time in her twat.
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