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It was six weeks later and Kelly Carmichael was resting her head against the back of the bathtub as she soaked her aching body. Although she had never looked as good nor been as healthy in her entire life, at the same time her body had never ached so much nor in so many places. She had just experienced the most eventful six weeks of her young life. With her eyes closed she thought about what had happened subsequent to that first day.

First, she had learned how large the apartment truly was. Although she had not known it the first day, it turned out that there was a swimming pool under construction — on the roof of a 40-story apartment building! A large crew of men working under Jack Fletcher's direction completed it during the second week she was there. It was a 25-meter six-lane swimming pool.

As soon as it was filled, Andy had her swimming up and down. Andy herself was a world-class swimmer. She seemed to flow effortlessly up and down the pool with the power, speed and grace of a porpoise.

Kelly admitted that, as a result of the tireless coaching she received from Andy, her own times were now pretty good. With her eyes still closed she used her right hand to feel her left shoulder. All she could feel were well-toned and powerful muscles.

That was the second thing. Now she was moving the same weights on the exercise machines as Andy was, although she could not do nearly as many reps. Running her fingers down her body she just felt more hidden muscles — and no fat. She was very happy that she was shaping up like Andy with very powerful muscles that did not show. Now her breasts were sitting high on her chest and were very firm, her hips were slim and her legs were better than she ever would have dreamed possible — in even her very best dreams, at that.

Nowadays, she typically found herself either sleeping on the floor or falling asleep in a chair. In addition to working on her handwriting, she spent hours on her speech. Over and over, she made voice tapes reading passages Andy had selected for her. After a rigorous critique, she would practice pronouncing lists of words. Now, she knew, her voice was much softer and sounded ... cultured.

That was another reason she was getting so little sleep. Early in her stay, Andy had taken down drop cloths that had been covering several walls of the library. When they came down, shelves full of leather-bound books were revealed. On examination she found that they were most of the classics of Western literature which she was ordered to read.

Night after night at dinner she was quizzed by both Andy and Jack on what she had read. Andy Pierce may not have a high-school diploma, she thought, but she is certainly educated! She knows great literature, and knows it in detail! She found herself debating fine points in the books she had read with people who were at least as knowledgeable as she was. It was as if they were honing her brain in the same manner one might sharpen a good knife.

But if that's not enough, she thought, I still have to keep up with current events! In addition to The New York Times, she was ordered to read The Economist to keep up with the world and People magazine to keep track of what was "in". It wasn't that she was expected to be "in" — she found that Andy detested both the term and the concept — but rather, she needed to be aware of what her contemporaries were interested in.

With her eyes still closed Kelly ran her fingers down the length of her body. Reaching her slit she gently ran a finger up and down her labia. Feeling her hairless mound, Kelly smiled softly. It's really neat! she thought. Although the pain had been agonizing as she pulled each hair out by its root from the most sensitive spot on her body, now she really liked the way it looked and felt. She hoped Kevin would like it, too.

Then she thought about the rest of the subjects she worked on: Andy's lessons on etiquette, grammar, writing style ... Her head was spinning. Then her thoughts turned to Andy herself. She was an enigma to Kelly. First, it seemed there was absolutely nothing Andy couldn't do — and do very well. She remembered the work Andy had done in the library. She even had the skills of a cabinetmaker! Kelly recalled marveling at the beautiful work Andy did. All of the beautiful cherry paneling in the room was her own work.

Then there was Andy's relationship with Jack. All she had ever said was what she had said the first day: She was not married to Jack Fletcher. And yet the two of them were so madly, desperately in love!

Whenever she asked Andy about her husband, she was reminded in no uncertain terms that she was a slave and it was none of her business. But still she wondered. What never seemed to make much sense was that both Jack and Andy wore plain gold wedding bands — and never took them off. To Kelly it made no sense at all. Why would two people make passionate love together while still wearing rings binding them to others?

Then there was the question of Andy's slavery. It was utterly incomprehensible to Kelly how or why Andy was a slave and yet obviously it was true. Thankfully, the girl thought, the whip marks have finally disappeared. Andy's body is so incredibly beautiful! But there was more. Almost every day Andy would leave the penthouse wearing her "uniform" — her Levi's and work shirt. Usually she would be wearing work boots as well.

Inevitably, when she returned to the apartment, she would be tired and utterly filthy. From comments made by Jack and Andy, Kelly gathered that she was working at construction sites where Jack had crews. Moreover, whatever she was doing had to be among the dirtiest jobs of all, judging by the way she looked when she returned to the apartment. But not only did Andy not complain, she never said a word about it.

Then there was the behavior of Jack and Andy together: Even though the apartment was huge, they only used the very smallest of the rooms as their own. Incredibly, the redecoration of the apartment was now almost complete. Thinking about it, Kelly realized it was becoming the most beautiful place in the world.

It's so incredibly comfortable, she thought. Even the materials seem to be selected with nudity in mind. The soft fabrics and leathers feel so neat on my bare body! Nevertheless, and in spite of there being the most magnificent master bedroom and bath Kelly could conceive of, Andy and Jack remained in the smallest room in the whole apartment. Even her own — which she almost never saw — was bigger than theirs!

Finally opening her eyes, Kelly lifted her leg out of the water and looked at it. Now it was nicely tanned and the same golden tan covered her entire body. Trying to be as objective as she could, she admitted that she was now really quite attractive. With a sigh Kelly started to get out of the tub when the door opened. It was Andy.

Turning her head she said, "Good evening, Mistress Andy. How may I serve you this evening?"

Kelly realized just then that the most important thing that had happened in the six weeks she had been living at the apartment was to confirm her initial judgment about Andy. Kelly had thought that a woman could not be as good as Andy and live! Day after day there were constant examples of her thoughtfulness. Kelly realized that she loved the woman more than any person alive — and Jack Fletcher was a very close second.

Moreover, she was almost certain that Andy loved her, too. Just thinking about it made Kelly feel warm and snugly. As she said the words, Kelly realized she truly meant them. She really did want to serve this beautiful woman in any way she possibly could.

Replying to her question Andy said, "You can get out of the tub for openers. Aren't you about ready to float away?"

Kelly grinned and got out of the bathtub. Andy was waiting for her with a huge terry-cloth bath towel which she wrapped around her and then used to blot her dry. With the girl's arms immobilized by the large towel wrapped around her, Andy took advantage and kissed the girl full on the lips, slowly and lovingly.

For her part Kelly tried desperately to communicate the immense love that she felt for this beautiful woman. When they eased apart, Andy grinned and tousled Kelly's short hair, then quickly kissed her on the cheek murmuring, "Darling Kelly, I love you very much!"

"Now wait a stinking minute!" Kelly exclaimed feigning anger. "Henry Hall came all the way out from Los Angeles to fix my hair and now you're wrecking it!"

The two girls grinned at each other because, while Hall had done her hair, all he had done was refine the gamine cut that Andy had first given her. Now the girl's dark hair glistened with its natural oils and highlights. While the towel was still covering the girl's body, Andy looked at her face and features. With no makeup of any kind, Kelly was utterly gorgeous.

After throwing the wet towel into the laundry hamper, Andy just stood back and looked at her. Kelly was standing up straight and her nipples were engorged. That had been the hardest task of all for her, but she thought she now knew the secret. Since 'Drea wanted turgid nipples, she had learned to keep hers that way almost all the time.

Andy just looked her over carefully. Finally she said, "Kel, you are exquisite!" Running her fingers lightly over the girl's body, Andy came to the same conclusion that Kelly had herself only a few minutes earlier.

Then Andy dropped to her knees and said, "Darling, it's that time again. I'm thirsty. I want some of your yellow water in my mouth."

"Mistress, please!" Kelly exclaimed. "It's awful. Please don't..."

"Do it, young lady!" Andy interjected. "And remember, you are my slave..."

"Yes, Mistress Andy," Kelly said reluctantly. She stood up and spread her legs while Andy took her position beneath her.

"I'm waiting, Kel," Andy said.

Kelly released her bladder and watched as her stream went straight into Andy's mouth. Although she wanted to close her eyes so she wouldn't see it, she could not. When she stopped, Andy held her with her arms around her legs and proceeded to work on Kelly's cunt with her lips and tongue. Andy held the girl's legs tightly as she reached continuous orgasm. This time, though, Andy maintained her pressure and the girl's pelvis was in spasm for over ten minutes. Finally Andy bit her clit hard and Kelly collapsed in a dead faint.

When she regained consciousness, Kelly found herself sitting on the vanity with her head resting on Andy's shoulder. Andy's hand was gently stroking her tit and the sensation was utterly marvelous.

Looking into Andy's eyes she asked, "Why, darling Andy? Why do you do it? It has to be making you sick!"

Instead of answering, Andy melted her lips against the younger girl's. The flow of pure love created the most marvelous sensation Kelly had ever experienced. Then she said softly, "It's because I love you, Kel. You have utterly transformed yourself in just six weeks!" Then she looked into the girl's eyes and added, "But it's not for the money, is it?"

"No, Mistress Andy, it's not," she replied. Then looking into her eyes Kelly said, "It's for you! I told you that the first day. I love you and Jack so damned much I must succeed." Tears started to flow but she turned her head to kiss Andy's lips. It was another kiss of pure love. When she moved away slightly she repeated softly, "It's for you."

When Kelly asked to eat her cunt she was refused. It was too close to the time company was due and there were more important things to do, Andy said. Kelly realized that it was a measure of her love for her that she was genuinely disappointed at the rejection.

Andy just winked and led the girl by the hand to the next room. There Kelly found a massage table set up and Andy ordered her up on it. What followed was the most marvelous massage Kelly had ever had. All Andy used was musk oil which she carefully worked into every part of Kelly's body. After pouring some full-strength into her slit, she held Kelly down to let it soak in.

As she did Andy realized her lips were just inches from Kelly's so again she took the opportunity to kiss her slowly and thoroughly. As she worked her lips, she could feel Kelly's moving beneath her. When she slowly raised her head Kelly said softly, "Andy, I love you so much!"

When Andy raised an eyebrow, Kelly grinned and said, "Mistress Andy, I love you so much!"

Andy grinned, kissed her lightly on the lips and said, "That's better." Then she picked up a rouge pot and very carefully rouged Kelly's lips, her erect nipples and then her labia.

Quickly spanking Kelly's trim ass she said, "Enough loafing! Get your tight little ass in gear. Company is coming in about five minutes!"

"Oh, dear," said Kelly in the flattest-possible tone of voice. "And I'm not nearly dressed. Whatever will I do?"

Andy giggled, making the merriest sound Kelly had ever heard. Although it was an infrequent occurrence, Kelly found she loved hearing the sound of Andy's giggle.

Andy picked up a large white silk bow and carefully pinned it in the back of Kelly's hair. "There!" she said. "Now you're fully dressed."

Kelly winked and got off the massage table. As she turned to leave the bathroom Andy pinched her bun hard. All Kelly did was turn, wink and say, "Thank you, Mistress Andy. I'm glad that my buns are nice and tight for you. Now I really feel your pinches without any fat getting in the way. I'm glad you're thinking of me." She scurried off to the kitchen while Andy went to her own room to get dressed.

That was another thing, Kelly realized as she went to the kitchen to make final preparations. With the exception of a couple of dresses, apparently the only clothing Andy owned were several pairs of jeans and a few work shirts. Because there were so few and Andy got them so filthy, they had to be washed almost every day. As she thought about it, another idea struck her. Not only did Andy have no clothes, there were no clothes in the apartment at all!

Realizing that 'Drea Taylor would take a great many with her, why wasn't there at least some out-of-season clothing hanging somewhere? Because of the rebuilding, Kelly was certain that she had been over every square inch of the apartment and there was nothing there. It was a puzzlement. Where were 'Drea Taylor's clothes? And for that matter, why didn't Andy or Jack have any?

Kevin Fitzpatrick pressed the doorbell at the penthouse apartment. Although he had talked to Kelly a number of times on the telephone, he had not seen her since that day she came here to live. The door opened and he almost fell on his face. Standing there smiling was Kelly, absolutely naked! He was so stunned he could neither do nor say anything.

A lovely little smile appeared on her face and she said, "Kev, wouldn't you feel better with your mouth closed?" Then looking down at her body she asked, "Do you approve?" All he could do was slowly nod his head. Her smile changed to a grin as she took his hand, pulled him into the apartment and carefully closed the door.

"What ... What's going on, Kel?" he stammered. "Where... ?"

" ... are my clothes?" she finished. "Honey, I don't wear any when I'm here." Then she stood up even straighter and said, "Darling, tonight my mistress has assigned me to serve you. I am yours to do with as you will with only two exceptions: I can't take your cock in my cunt or in my asshole. There are no other restrictions. I can — and will — do absolutely anything else you might wish."

Kelly moved close to him, looked up into his face and said, "Would you like to feel my body? Do you approve? The look on your face says it's not too bad."

Pulling himself together, Kevin took her into his arms. As soon as he did, Kelly raised her head and cocked it so their lips could meet. Using a technique she had learned from Andy, as soon as their lips made contact, Kelly started to move her lips on his while she tried to convey the immense love she felt for him through them. In the first instant, she could feel the flow of electricity between them and relished the feeling of his strong hands moving on her body.

While they were locked in each other's arms, Jack and Andy appeared in the entrance hall to greet their guest. As soon as Andy saw the young couple in each other's arms she took Jack's hand and stopped him. "Darling, aren't they beautiful together?" Andy whispered. "My God! You can see the electricity flow between them."

Moving close to him she whispered, "Do we look like that, do you suppose?"

"We sure do!" Jack replied softly and took her into his arms. Their lips came together and their mutual love and passion for each other just flowed between them like a river. Andy put her arms around Jack's neck to hold on and to be able to mold her body as closely to his as she could.

Their kiss just continued as she made warm, happy noises deep in her body while Jack just ran his hands over her. When he squeezed her ass cheeks hard, all she did was give her hips a sexy wiggle and make those wonderful sounds again.

"Are you finished yet, Mistress?" Kelly asked quietly. "Or should Kevin and I just go ahead and eat?"

They ended their kiss but remained in each other's arms as they sought to regain their breath. When her breathing was closer to normal, Andy gasped, "The answer to both questions is no! Where kissing Jack is concerned, I'll never be finished as long as we live. And we're having cocktails before we eat."

Then with a very warm smile Andy moved out of Jack's encircling arms and extended her hand to Kevin saying, "I'm Andy Pierce. Since you look exactly the way Kelly described you, I assume you're Kevin Fitzpatrick. I'm delighted to meet you."

Kevin was astounded at the strength in this beautiful woman's grip. As he looked at her, he let out a soft whistle. When he did, Andy smiled warmly and said, "Why Kevin Fitzpatrick! I'm overwhelmed and flattered. Do you really think I look that good?"

While he was looking at her, Andy was returning the favor and liked what she saw. Kevin was built the same way as Jack, standing six feet three and weighing 210 pounds. While he had very powerful-looking shoulders over a slim waist and hips, he did not appear to be as powerful as Jack.

The four went into the living room and Kelly took drink orders. She suggested scotch for Kevin who just nodded. He was so bewildered by everything about the evening, he could scarcely talk. After serving martinis to Jack and Andy and scotch to Kev, she put a glass down on the table where she would be sitting and returned to the kitchen for a platter of canapés.

After passing them once Andy told her not to be a jack-in-the-box. "Just put them on the coffee table, Kel, and be seated," Andy instructed. "By the way, what are you drinking?"

"Club soda with a lime," Kelly replied with a quizzical look.

"Well that certainly can't get you into any trouble," Andy commented with a grin. Then looking at Kevin she asked, "What do you think of Kelly now, Kevin?"

"I ... I ... I guess I don't know what to think," he stammered. "She is certainly beautiful, though. Exquisite! I love her hair and her body..." Then motioning towards his groin he stammered, "But what about... ?"

" ... my pubic hair?" Kelly finished. "It's gone. First, it was sort of wispy and yucky. But then, since I'm still a virgin, Andy thought I would look good with a bare mound so I pulled all the hair out." Looking at him with concern showing in her eyes she asked, "Do you like it, Kevin?"

"Kel, it looks beautiful!" Then he shook his head and said softly, "Do you know something? If it weren't for your incredibly beautiful eyes, I might not have recognized you? Your hair is different — it looks great, by the way — your body is different, your posture is different..." He shook his head and said, "Everything about you is different, even your speech. What's going on?"

At this point Andy entered the conversation and explained what Kelly was trying to do. When she finished, she looked at Kelly who looked directly into Kevin's eyes and said, "Darling, if it all works out, I'll have over $300,000 to give you to get your business started."

Then sitting up as straight as she could with her shoulders back and her tits thrust out she added, "The only thing it will cost you, Kev, is the opportunity to marry a virgin. You see, my value to Mrs. Taylor rests significantly on the fact that I'm a virgin, and will be selected as the debutante of the year. Those factors taken together make my upcoming degradation worth the kind of money she is putting up."

Looking directly into his eyes she asked, "Kevin, can you take it? I know I can. But can you?"

Before he could reply Andy said with tears in the corners of her eyes, "She's doing it all for you, Kevin. Is it worth it to you?"

To their amazement, Kevin began to cry. He reached out his arms and Kelly, who had been sitting beside him, moved close to him, wrapped her arms around him and just hugged him tightly. Even in his misery Kevin could feel astonishing strength in the arms holding him. He put his arms around her and crushed her to him. All he heard was the same warm, happy sound coming from deep in her body that he had heard Andy Pierce make.

He relaxed his grip and just asked, "Why? Why are you doing this, Kelly?"

"So you can get a start," she replied simply. "But there's more. Kev, that was the reason I started. But now I've come to love Miss Pierce like the mother I never knew. She has extended herself and is taking very serious personal risks betting that I can do it ... that I can be picked as New York's Debutante of the Year."

Holding her head up straight she said, "Darling, I hope you approve. But you see, I'm going to do it regardless." Suddenly she burst into tears and cried, "I'm doing it for my mistress!"

With that she jumped up from the sofa and almost hurled herself into Andy's lap. She sat across her lap, hugged her tightly and then molded her lips to Andy's. Kevin watched the two women and realized he was seeing an intense love flow between them and could see Miss Pierce's hands roaming over Kelly's back and then up to her hair. As she gently stroked it, he could almost see the tension Kelly was feeling wiped away by the older girl's touch.

Then he said, "Kelly Carmichael, I guess I don't like it very much. On the other hand, I can't get over the changes in you — and they are all for the better. If that's the price, I guess it's the price."

Looking very serious now he added, "Darling, I can't tell you how humble you make me feel right now. And if it's a matter of money for me, forget it right now. But for Miss Pierce — your mistress — it's certainly worthwhile. It's clear to me that she has already done more for you in the last six weeks than a mother would have done in your lifetime."

Then with a lopsided grin he said, "Let's go for it!" The grin died as he looked at the others and asked, "But what do I bring to this party? What am I supposed to do?"

Knowing Kelly well, Kevin knew that her father had been killed before she was born and her mother died when she was still very young. She had been raised by a series of relatives, none of whom really cared about her. All of them had large families of their own that took priority. He knew that everything Kelly had she had obtained herself. One thing he certainly knew: She was fiercely independent.

The two women left the room to complete preparations for dinner leaving the two men alone. Like Andy, Jack had come to truly love the wonderful girl who was living with them. He had been looking at Kevin closely all the time they were together and he liked what he saw. The young man was wearing a navy blazer with gray slacks, a white shirt and a striped tie. Jack was very pleased. Clearly Kevin had style sense even if he didn't have the money to buy good clothes. However, Jack had made arrangements with his tailors, J. Press, to have Kevin completely outfitted.

After filling the young man in on what was expected of him he said, "Kevin ... Do you mind if I call you Kevin?"

"Not at all, sir," Kevin immediately replied. "Please do!"

"Kevin," Jack continued, "I guess it's easy to see the changes — or at least some of them — that Kelly has made in herself. I'm going to say something that you may laugh at. I'm going to suggest that you start working out to get into better shape. Looking at you, it's easy to see that you're in good shape — but not good enough for Kelly.

"You see, it's something that she has picked up from Andy. Incidentally, she will never say one word to you about it ... ever! It's just that she is constantly working to become as close to perfect in your eyes as it's possible for her ever to be. Personally, I feel an obligation to Andy to be in the best shape I can possibly be in recognition of what she regularly goes through ... for me!"

Looking into Kevin's blue eyes he said, "Please? Will you give it some thought?"

The young man just shook his head and said, "It's not necessary, sir. The reason I cried a little earlier was I realized the incredible sacrifices Kelly is making ... for me! Sir, with respect to getting into better shape, it's something I have to do. But how?"

Jack smiled warmly and then told him that arrangements had been made for him to have a membership at the finest athletic club in New York.

Then Jack changed the subject and began to tell him of the duties of a debutante's escort. When he finished he grinned and said, "Basically, Kev, you — and all the other men — are just window dressing. Why in hell do you think we wear tails? We look like penguins so our women can shine.

"And Kevin, Kelly will truly shine! Will you help her? Will you try your best to enable her to look as good as she possibly can?" Jack grinned and added, "I can assure you that for Kelly, 'as good as she possibly can' is going to be very good indeed!"

While the men were talking, Kelly reappeared periodically to refresh their drinks and bring out more hors d'oeuvres. Whenever she came into the room Kevin marveled at her beauty and grace. Moreover, it turned out that she was very serious about being available to him. Once, when she bent over to pick up an empty glass, he cupped her tit in his hand. All she did was to stop what she was doing and just held her position while he caressed her gorgeous breast. When he lightly pinched her nipple she just grinned and winked.

Her overall appearance was dazzling. During the summer when they had gone to the beach he had been aware of the fullness of her hips and thighs. Her breasts had been full but verged on being flabby. Now she was just golden satin over an incredibly firm body. Thinking about it he realized that when he ran his fingers over her, all he felt was satin-smooth skin over powerful muscles. He was amazed.

Dinner was served in the newly redecorated dining room. It was the very first meal ever eaten in it because with only the three of them they always ate in the kitchen. Kevin found himself sitting opposite Kelly looking at her lovely breasts. When he commented on how natural she looked and moved in spite of being naked, she merely shrugged and said it wasn't hard since she had worn no clothes at all for the last six weeks.

The meal was utterly spectacular. It was a full-course meal jointly prepared by Andy and Kelly and served on fine bone china with sterling-silver tableware. When he first sat down, Kevin's eyes widened as he looked at the array of tableware at his place. Kelly quietly pointed out that if the table was properly set, all one needed to do was to start on the outside and keep moving in.

During the meal Andy and Jack explained to Kevin what the duties and responsibilities of an escort were. Clearly his work was cut out for him. Finally, they were down to coffee and cognac. Kelly even served cigars!

Then Andy asked, "Kevin, what do you think of Kelly now? She has been working so hard to transform herself to be as beautiful as she can be in your eyes. Has she succeeded?"

Before Kevin could reply Kelly sat up even straighter in her chair and said, "Kevin, what Mistress Andy said is not true!" She looked at him steadily with her face impassive and continued, "I said it earlier, but I guess it's worth saying again: It was true for about three hours on the day I first came here, but it hasn't been true at any time since. Actually, Kev, I'm doing it for my mistress."

When she said it, Andy slowly shook her head and Jack looked at the girl with renewed interest. "You see, I have volunteered to be a slave to Mrs. Taylor. I don't know exactly how it happened, but my mistress is a slave to her right now. Moreover, if I don't become Debutante of the Year, her time in slavery is extended by at least a year. I don't know the details, but I believe Jack Fletcher is a slave, also."

Looking directly into his eyes, Kevin realized how piercing Kelly's eyes had become. It was obvious she was trying to get him to understand something that was very important to her. "I have come to adore Andy Pierce," Kelly said simply. "There is absolutely nothing I will not do for her. Nothing!