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?Hey, Sara, get over here! Customer!?
Sara sighed. It had been only recently that she had moved to San Franciscofrom her small-time town in California , but she had a feeling that she wouldnever really fit in. The different people, the atmosphere ? it was provingto be all a little bit too much for this country girl. She looked over at herboss in her big, blue eyes. Mark was a great guy, if not a tad pushy duringbusy times. She did, however, feel safe with him ? she knew for a fact he wasgay, and therefore the awkwardness that usually existed with men and Sara wasgone. And, with the way Sara looked, Mark was one of the few people in thestore who wasn't drooling over her. Petite, with long blonde hair and quitelarge breasts ? she was indeed a sight for sore eyes.
She walked over, rolling her eyes slightly. It was nearly 5pm ? the end ofher shift ? and today had been a particularly long day. She rested on the deskand looked brightly at the woman in front of her.
?Yes Ma'am, how may I help you??
The woman seemed quite quiet, her eyes never met Sara's. She looked aroundat the clothes with an air of confidence, her big red lips pouting arrogantly.She had been here every day this week, never buying anything, just looking.Sara had never heard her speak ? she would often just leave with a grunt ofdisapproval. Sara hated these customers.
?Ma'am? Can I help??
Instantly the woman looked into Sara's eyes, glaring. Sara was taken aback ? shehad not expected such an aggressive final customer of the day. She composedherself again and smiled.
?Is there anything that takes your fancy, Ma'am??
The woman smiled weakly; her lips turning. ?Yes, as a matter of fact, thereis.? Her words seemed so cold and harsh compared to Sara's, making her feeluneasy. Why was she always left with the weird ones?
?I'm having dinner tonight at Dino's tonight, and I was wondering if you'dlike to come along.?
Again the woman's words took her by surprise. She was used to getting datesof guys, but women? This was a new experience.
?Oh, no, sorry, I'm not a lesbian.? Sara tried to laugh it off, but she couldfeel the woman's stare cutting into her.
?I know. Come.? The woman had stopped smiling, and the offer had turned intoan order. ?7.30. I'll be expecting you.? And with that, the brunette walkedout, her heels clicking on the marble floor. Sara watched her leave. What thehell just happened? She had started to sweat a little. She wasn't good in thesecircumstances, she knew it.
?Hey, Mark! Funny story??
Mark was always in the mood for gossip. ?Oh??
?Yeah, I just got hit on by a customer.?
?Oh really? Was he cute??
?Well, that's the thing. It wasn't a he, exactly??
?Oh really?! Gosh, Sara, you're certainly attracting the oddballs. Did youlet her down easy??
?Well, not exactly. She seemed very insistent, y'know??
Sara was really sweating now. She hadn't said no, and she had no way of contactingthis woman to cancel. Dammit.
?Well, how do you know she was hitting on you? Maybe she's just bad with people,and she just wants you as a friend. You seem like an easily approachable person,anyway.?
Sara smiled at this. Of course that was what it was. She wasn't a lesbian ? shehad told the woman this. The woman just wanted a friend to come to dinner withher. Of course.
?So are you going to go??
?Well, I don't have much choice. I can't cancel, and I'd hate to stand herup.?
She giggled slightly. She hadn't got any other plans for tonight, so thiswas a welcome surprise. Plus, in this big new city , she needed all the friendsshe could get. She said goodbye to Mark, and went back home to get changedfor her night out.
7.35, and she was still in the taxi in traffic. Darn, I hope she's not oneof those obsessive types, she thought as the rain came down the window of thetaxi. She hated being late, but what with this being her first month in a newcity , she was getting it a lot. She got out at Dino's, and walked in, noticingthe brunette sitting on her table all alone. She pulled up a chair and giggled.
?Ooh, weather out there is awful, eh??
The woman looked up at her angrily.
?You're late.?
Sara stood there for a second, taken aback by her tone. She really wasn'tgood with people.
?Well, only five minutes??
?You're late.? Her eyes started to dig into her again, and she started tosweat.
?S-sorry.? She went to sit down, but the woman put up a hand to stop her.
?Did I say you could sit??
?W?what??
?Did I say you could sit??
?No, but do I need permission??
The brunette said nothing, just glared at her. After a moment, she noddedher head. ?You may sit.? Sara sat down, shocked. What a bitch! Still, she wasprobably just nervous. First impressions are always the worst. The woman lookedat her with those big brown eyes, and smiled.
?So, tell me. What's your name??
?Sara. Yours??
?Ms Davies.?
Sara laughed. ?Have you a first name then??
?You needn't know it.?
Sara rolled her eyes. There was something strange about this woman ? still,it was a night out, something of a rarity for Sara these days.
?So, tell me about yourself, Ms Davies. What do you do for a living??
Silence. Ms Davies just stared at Sara, making Sara shake slightly. Sara couldn'tmaintain eye contact any longer and looked at the floor to escape Ms Daviesgaze. Ms Davies, with a slight smile, ignored her question and cast her eyesdown at the menu.
?You shall have the duck, I believe. It's very good.?
Sara, not daring to look up in case of that terrifying stare, muffled a snort.How dare she be so arrogant to pick her meal? Still looking down, she openedher mouth to speak, only to be instantly interrupted by Ms Davies. ?You willhave the duck.? Her voice was less suggestive, ordering her.
?Yeah, OK. It looks good.? Sara tried to smile up at Ms Davies, but foundherself powerless to do so. Her pouting lips and her fiery but harsh eyes madeit so hard to disobey.
Ms Davies could certainly pick a meal. When the duck came, it looked delicious,and Sara was just picking up her knife and fork when Ms Davies stopped her.
?Did I say you could eat??
?What?!? This was ridiculous! She turned to look up at Ms Davies (whose foodhad arrived some five minutes ago), and started to complain. ?You can't tellme when I can and can't eat!?
Ms Davies flashed her another glare and moved in closer.
?Do as I say, Sara.?
She was unsure at what happened exactly, but Sara melted in front of thispowerful, beautiful woman. She seemed to have control over her ? control shecouldn't explain.
?Yes Ms Davies.?
Ms Davies finished her meal and then allowed Sara to eat. Sara did not speakfor the rest of the meal, confused at what was going on. This woman had beenso rude to her! She had forbade her to sit down, to eat, refused to tell Saraher first name, hell, anything! But?but at the same time, Sara felt so powerlessto stop her. She shivered as the bill came. She wanted to get out of here.This was freaking her out. She got up to leave, but yet again, Ms Davies managedto stop her.
?Come back to my place, Sara.?
Sara started to panic. What had she let herself in for? She could barely getthe words out.
?N-n?No, I've got a busy shift tomorrow, and??
?I don't care, Sara. Come back to my place.?
Sara hung her head. She had no idea how, but she was now heading to Ms Davies'flat. She was petrified that this woman had such power and control over herthat she could make her do what ever she pleased. Sara just couldn't say no.
?Come in, Sara.?
Sara meekly walked into Ms Davies' apartment. Every part of her body was shaking ? whywas she here? Why couldn't she just leave? She considered running ? Ms Davieswouldn't be able to do anything. The door slammed shut. No chance of that now.
?Sara, what did you notice about tonight??
Sara's throat was dry. ?I?I don't??
?Let me put it another way. Who was the more?powerful tonight?? She smiledknowingly. Sara was trapped.
?I??
?Who chose when you sat down, when you ate, what you ate, whether you camehere?who chose what you should know and what you shouldn't??
??you, Ms Davies.?
?That's right. So then. Logically, who has all the power in this relationship??
?You, Ms Davies.?
?Who then, logically, is the superior in this relationship??
?You, Ms Davies.?
?And who?who is inferior??
?M?me, Ms Davies.?
Ms Davies smiled. ?I'm glad you're accepting it, Sara. The whole night, youseemed to think that we were on the same level. I'm?better than you, Sara.Don't you think so??
Sara stood, stunned. ?Y-yes Ms Davies.?
?Yes Ms Davies what??
?Yes Ms Davies, you are better than me.?
?I am superior to you, Sara. You should be honoured to be in my house, inmy lounge ? you should be honoured to be in front of me. Kneel.?
?W-what??
?Well, Sara. I am superior. You should do as I say, surely. Surely I needn'tspell it out to you??
Sara dropped to her knees. What was she doing?
?As an inferior being, you should always be on your knees when in front ofme when we are alone, or when I say. At the drop of a hat, you should do whatI say. For I am better than you, Sara. Remember that.?
?Yes?yes Ms Davies.?
?Hrm. I'm getting tired of Ms Davies. From now on, you will always call meMistress.?
Oh god?oh god?Sara's mind was racing. What was going on?
?Yes Mistress.?
?And?and I will call you what I like, Sara. Anything at all.?
?Yes Mistress.?
Ms Davies smiled, looking down at her victim. ?When I address you, you shallanswer ?Yes Mistress?. Is that clear??
?Yes Mistress.?
Ms Davies laughed slightly. ?Is that clear, whore??
?Yes Mistress.?
?Bitch.?
?Yes Mistress.?
?Slut.?
?Yes Mistress.? Sara's humiliation was never ending, it seemed. She shed atear. What had she become?
?Strip, whore.?
?What?? Despite her treatment, Sara had not been expecting anything like this.Surely she had enough good inside her to see she had broken Sara, and anythingmore would just be cruel?
?I said strip, whore!? A hard slap across the face reduced Sara to tears. ?Idon't like hitting sluts, Sara. I like it when they do exactly as I say thefirst time.?
?W?why do I need to strip, Mistress?? Sara was clutching at straws ? it hadall been so rapid, her transformation into a sub-human, that she hadn't hadtime to realise that Ms Davies didn't need a reason.
?Don't you ever listen, slut? If I want it, I get it. Whatever I ask for,you do. Now don't fucking doubt me again!? With that she slapped Sara again,producing blood to trickle down her lip. ?Are you going to do as I say, Sara?Hrm??
She wiped away her tears. She felt so worthless, so pathetic. ?Yes Mistress.? Shegot off her knees and took off her blouse, sobbing as she did so. Why was shedoing this? Ms Davies hadn't held her at gunpoint, she was, in fact, free todo as she wished really. But Ms Davies had such power. Her height of 6ft dwarfedSara, and whilst her breasts were slightly smaller than Sara's, her lips andeyes made Sara feel like nothing ? as if she was a mere mortal in front ofa goddess. Her nipples began to harden, and her heart beat faster ? oh, God,she wasn't starting to enjoy this, was she?
Sara stood in front of Ms Davies in just a bra and panties, tears streamingdown her face. Her nipples started to poke through, and her pussy was startingto go moist. Ms Davies looked at her coldly.
?All of it, slut.?
Sara whimpered again, and started to unhook her bra, revealing her large breasts.Ms Davies raised her eyebrows ? round and plump, with hard, bullet nipples ? shewas stunning. Sara lowered her panties, still sobbing, and stood before MsDavies, shaved and beautiful. Sara automatically went to cover up her breastsand pussy, but Ms Davies tutted as she got up.
?Hands behind head, girl. Legs apart, eyes lowered.? Ms Davies walked aroundher new toy, smiling cruelly as Sara quietly cried. ?Shut up, slut. Good girlsdon't cry. They listen to their Mistress and they do as they say.?
?Yes Mistress. Sorry Mistress.? Sara had given in ? this woman, who just hoursago had been nothing more than a customer, had complete control of her. Whatevershe desired, Sara felt she had to do. She sniffed, trying to stop the tearsof humiliation as Ms Davies inspected her body. She prodded her with a cane,murmuring approvingly as Sara twitched. She stroked her breast, looking overher like a piece of meat.
?Very nice indeed, girl.? She suddenly grabbed Sara's breasts, pulling them,and smiled as Sara's face scrunched up in pain. Sara gasped as she let go,and bit her lip as Ms Davies smiled at her. ?Is that good, slut?? All Saracould muster was a nod and a moan, and at this Ms Davies laughed. ?Is my littlewhore enjoying this? Do you like the feel of a real woman touching you?? AgainSara moaned. She had no idea what was happening, but this pain felt good. Itfelt incredible.
In a flash, Ms Davies was behind her. ?Bend for me, slut.? Wilfully, Sarabent over, thrusting her ass into the air. Her heart was racing. She didn'tknow how, but she loved this woman using her and controlling her, yet at thesame time hated herself for doing this. But?she loved being her bitch. ?I saidlegs apart! Are you deaf, bitch?? She whipped her legs, and instantly Sara'sconfusion about conflicting emotions didn't matter. She had to do as Ms Daviessaid. Now. She quickly spread her legs wider than she had before, revealingher pussy to her Mistress. Ms Davies smiled and bent down, placing her mouthbeside Sara's ear.
?Good girl. Now, we're going to play a game. Every time I hit you with mycane? ? at this point she dangled a cane in front of Sara's eyes, making herquiver even more ? ?you will count along and say ?Thank you Mistress?. If youstop counting or forget to thank me, we'll start again. Your aim is to getto fifteen. My aim is to stop you. If you win?you'll get a treat. If I win...? Shelaughed as she snapped the cane down next to Sara ??you'll get something else.Is that clear, slut??
?Yes Mistress.? Sara bit her lip again ? she'd never been caned before asa girl ? or as an adult for that matter. The worst pain she ever got from sexwas hitting her head on the top of the bed ? this was something totally different.
Thwack. And fucking hell, it hurt. Sara jumped out of her skin as the canesmashed down ? she let out a loud cry, her ass on fire. Ms Davies smiled. ?Ohdear, slut! You forgot to count, it seems. Or thank me for that matter. Let'sstart again, shall we ? and this time, try to get it right??
Thwack. Jesus, she felt the cane making its mark on her round ass and shefelt the pain shoot through her body ? she automatically went to cover up herbutt but felt the cane strike there too. ?Oi! Stop that, bitch! Who said youcould move your hands there? Hrm?? Ms Davies roughly grabbed Sara's hands andtied them together with a piece of rope. ?Now then. I hope I don't have todo that again, bitch. And you still didn't thank me for beating you! Stupidwhore!? This time Ms Davies smashed down on Sara's poor reddening ass withmore venom than before. She was furious and Sara knew she better do as shesaid.
?Oww! One, thank you Mistress!? Thwack. ?Oh, god! Two, thank you Mistress!? Thwack. ?OwwwwW!Three?thank you Mistress!? She felt her ass burning up ? the pain was unbearable ? shetried to move her hands again to stop it but couldn't break through the rope.She started to sob again, and at this Ms Davies stopped and moved next to herslut.
?Aww. Is Sara not enjoying this?? Sara nodded her head. In a way she was ? sheliked to feeling of doing what her Mistress said ? but this pain hurt so much.Perhaps Ms Davies had some sympathy in her, she tutted and looked at Sara. ?Well,if that's the case ? if you really don't like being beaten?? She looked atSara sympathetically, brushing away her hair. A sudden smack across the facetook away any belief that Ms Davies had any mercy. ?Who said you could fuckingchoose? Huh? Who's the one with the power, bitch??
?You are Mistress.?
?And therefore who does everything I say? Huh??
?I do.?
?And why is that, cunt??
Sara looked down at the floor and accepted her position. ?Because I am inferior.?
?Exactly. Now I don't want any more fucking complaining, you hear??
Sara nodded, and instantly Ms Davies ran back behind Sara again and startedbeating her again, Sara quietly sobbing whilst counting along and thankingher Mistress. Finally, after Sara screamed ?Fifteen! Thank you Mistress!?,Ms Davies rubbed the welts on Sara's ass and laughed.
?Hurt, bitch?? Sara just nodded, all her energy gone. She had been degradedand humiliated in one night ? she started it as a respectable woman in a newcity , and ended it as a sub human. Nothing. She wept as Ms Davies walked infront of her, untied her wrists and smiled.
?Now, Sara. Have you had fun tonight, girl??
She couldn't explain it. She was nothing, but she loved it. She was a whore,a bitch, a cunt, a slut, a tramp ? she was everything dirty and nothing clean?andshe loved it. Sara nodded, but reluctantly. She didn't want to admit it sothoroughly just yet though.
?That's good, slut. Now tomorrow I will be dining at Dino's again. 7.30. Youwill be there. I don't care if you have other plans. And you'll wear somethinga little skimpier than you did tonight. A skirt, with no panties, and a blousewith no bra. Is that clear??
Sara nodded again. She controlled every other part of her life, it seemed,why not her dress?
?Good girl. Now crawl to the door, I'll let you out.?
Sara looked at her, shocked. Go out into the hall naked? Anyone could seeher! That seemed a bit much. She looked up at Ms Davies pleadingly, too tiredto speak.
?Don't worry, slut. You'll get used to changing in front of people you don'tknow. You'll also get used to being naked more often than not.? Ms Davies walkedto the door, pulling Sara by the hair. ?Come on, out you go, bitch!? She openedthe door, with Sara now begging feverishly for her not to, and tossed her outinto the hall. Sara sat naked in the hall for a couple of seconds, before MsDavies threw some clothes at her. ?Oh, I'm keeping your bra and panties, bythe way, Sara. You won't need them.? She laughed wickedly and closed the door,leaving Sara to get dressed quickly before anyone saw her ? in vain, as itturned out ? three men managed to see Sara completely naked as they walkedout of their apartment. Sara blushed ? but secretly she loved the exposure.She loved being dirty, being used, being forced to do what anybody wished ? justbeing someone's little whore, little tramp, little slut. She smiled as sheput on her top and walked away. Better get used to that, I suppose, she thoughtas she giggled to herself.
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