XVIII
Pain woke me up. When I first awoke I tried to push her hands away from my tits, then I realized that I was in bed with Mistress, and I stopped thrashing. Her grip on my nipples relaxed slowly, then she released them. "On your knees slave."
I slipped out of the bed onto my knees.
"Damn, you really take it out of me. I think I'll be sore for a week."
"Yes, Mistress, sorry, Mistress."
"Don't be sarcastic, slave.
"Yes, Mistress, sorry, Mistress."
I helped Mistress dress, then I followed her into her office where Vincent was waiting. She sat at her desk and told Vincent, “Please get Jewel.”
”Yes, aunt May.” Vincent quickly returned with Jewel.
“Thank you, Vincent. I don‟t think there‟s anything for you to do today. I‟ll see you at dinner.”
“Thanks, aunt May.”
“Good morning, Jewel”
“Good morning, May”
“You said you had fun with my slave the other night?”
“Yes, ma‟am, I had a wonderful time.”
“Did you enjoy it when she ate your ass?”
“Oh yes, ma‟am. Almost as much as when she gave me head.”
“Did you ever think you could have that much fun having sex?”
“No, ma‟am.”
“Do you know that she is my toilet? Do you know that she willing eats my shit?”
Jewel looked at me with a disgusted look on her face. “No, ma‟am, I did not.”
“Do you think that‟s a problem for you?”
“I don‟t think so.”
She turned to me. “Do you like eating shit?"
"It's kind of gross Mistress. It makes me want to puke."
“None the less, you ate my shit without complaint.”
“Yes, ma'am, I've eaten your shit because I want to be a good slave. While I don‟t like the taste of your shit, I enjoy pleasing you. It's also very nasty, and it makes me hot.”
"Well, Jewel is going to help you learn to crave shit. Starting tomorrow signs will be posted in the bathrooms stating that anyone needing their ass wiped may request you to lick their ass clean. You will, of course, comply. You will also take that opportunity to improve your tongue fucking technique. Do you have any questions slave?"
"No, Mistress."
"Jewel and I will also start promoting your auction. We will encourage potential buyers to ask you questions. You are to answer them honestly."
"Yes, Mistress."
“Jewel, have you come up with any ideas about how we can promote slave‟s auction?”
“Yes, ma‟am, I have.” While Jewel was never outgoing, she looked very shy and demure. “While she is very beautiful, and I love looking at, and touching her naked body, I think it might be fun if we had her dress up.” Once started, she began to gain steam. “I would love to see her dressed up as a nurse. Dressed as a teacher, I'm sure she'd be every boy's wet dream.”
Mistress was impressed, “Yes, she would be a wonderful teacher. She‟d also look like the most naïve nun at the order of Our Lady of the Vile Conception.”
I joined in, “Oh yes, Mistress, maybe a maid, a pirate, or an Indian squaw?”
“Jewel, that‟s a grand idea. It looks like the two of you will be going shopping today. Jewel why don‟t you go up and get dressed? I need to talk with my slave.”
“Thank you, ma‟am.” Jewel was very excited as she left to put on a dress.
“That‟s a damn good idea!” She handed me a small purse. “Here‟s two hundred and fifty dollars. I want you spend as much time as you need today to get what you need for as many costumes as you can. But I also want you to get some clothes for Jewel. She dresses as plain as she can.”
“Yes, Mistress, I‟d be happy to.” Mistress started to work on some papers. “Err, Mistress?”
She answered absentmindedly, “Yes?”
“Where are my clothes?”
Mistress chuckled and looked up, “I‟m so used to seeing your beautiful body that I forgot you haven't worn clothes since you've arrived.” She pointed to a door. “Your clothes have been cleaned and are in a box at the bottom of that closet.”
“Thank you, Mistress.”
When Jewel returned, I was waiting in my white silk blouse, my short black skirt, and heels. Mistress was standing holding my leash. Jewel wore a simple white muslin dress which hid her figure very well.
Mistress handed Jewel my leash, who took it reluctantly. “I want you to take good care of my slave. She has a wealth of knowledge about fashion and clothes. She also has enough of her own money to pay for everything during your trip. You are lead her by her leash in the house. I also want you to use the lead as much as you can outside.”
Mistress turned to me, “I want you to obey Jewel as you would me. If you misbehave, you will be severely punished. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Mistress, I understand. I will do my best to please Miss Jewel.”
“Vincent should be waiting outside with a cab for you. Now get going, and try to have some fun.”
“Yes, ma‟am,” we answered in unison.
Jewel led me through the house, down the front steps where Vincent was waiting with a cab. We got in and I told the cabbie, “Gimbels, please.”
The driver had watched Jewel lead me into the cab. None the less, he said, simply, “Yes ma‟am.”
Jewel must have missed me as much as I missed her, because as soon as the cab pulled away from the curb we embraced and kissed passionately. “You taste so good Miss Jewel.”
“Please just call me Jewel.” She unclipped the leash.
“I want to thank you. This is a wonderful idea.” We settled in and chatted a little for the short ride. While the cabbie, who was old enough to be my father, looked at us in the mirror a couple of times, our behavior didn't seem to bother him.
On a whim, I decided to tease him a little. “Jewel, we‟re going to Gimbels first because I need to get some undergarments if we‟re going to keep shopping.”
While I thought he spent an unusual amount of time looking in the rear view mirror, he did not act unusual. “Gimbels, miss,” he said as he pulled in front of the store.
I handed him a twenty dollar bill, “Sir, we have a lot of shopping to do today. Is this enough to hire your services for the entire day?”
“Yes, ma‟am, more than enough. The name‟s Jim, ma‟am.”
“Thank you Jim. We shouldn't be more than an hour.”
“Yes, ma‟am.”
We entered the store and headed directly for the elevators. Jewel picked one that held several people. To my surprise, she took the leash from her purse, and while we waited for a few more passengers, she clipped it onto my collar. Then she turned to the operator and asked, “Where will I find some respectable clothes for my slave?”
There were several coughs and one “My word!” The operator, however, took it in stride, looked me up and down to appraise me, winked at Jewel, and said simply, “Ninth floor, miss.”
As the last passenger entered the car, Jewel guided me with her hand so that my breasts were about two inches from the operator‟s face who was seated.
Once on the ninth floor, we walked up to a middle aged sales woman. Jewel once again asked, “Can you help us? I need to get some respectable clothes for my slave.”
The woman took one look and said, “I‟m sorry, miss, but she‟ll have to put on undergarments be-fore she can try on any clothes – six.”
While I was feeling embarrassed, Jewel was enjoying herself. We rode the same elevator both going to, and returning from six. On the way down, she had me "accidentally‟ brush the man‟s crotch several times. On the way up, Jewel made sure my ass was in the operator‟s face.
Within an hour, I'd purchased several sets of undergarments, a nice respectable teacher's outfit, and a couple pair of shoes. The best part, for me, is that I‟d managed to convince Jewel to get two nice outfits. Except for the brassiere and girdle that I was now wearing, everything would be delivered the next day.
We were on our way down from the seventh floor in that same elevator, when it suddenly stopped between floors. “There seems to be a problem,” said the operator. “It happens fairly frequently. If it‟s longer than about ten minutes, maintenance will contact us and let us out if it‟s going to take long to get it running again.”
Jewel smiled, and said, “No problem.” Turning to me, she asked, “We‟re not claustrophobic, are we?”
“No, ma‟am, I‟m not,” I replied.
“I wonder if there‟s anything we can do to amuse ourselves,” Jewel asked with a twinkle in her eye. She rubbed her hand over the operator‟s bulging crotch. “It seems like you‟re excited about being trapped in an elevator with two women.”
With a huge grin on his face, he said “Yes ma‟am, I certainly am excited.”
“If we do something about your problem will the elevator get fixed any sooner?”
“Yes ma‟am. I‟m pretty sure once my problem is taken care of, everything will be okay.”
“Well, I can‟t help you out, but my I think my slave is enough of a slut, that she‟d be happy to help you.”
On cue, I fell to my knees, crawled to the man, and unzipped his pants. His cock seemed to be spring loaded – it sprang out as soon as the zipper reached its nadir. It was a nice sized cock, but he stank, so it was not pleasant. He was pretty excited, so he didn‟t last long, but when he came, I had to swallow a lot of cum.
I was reaching to zip him back up when Jewel surprised me by asking, “Do you need to piss, dear?”
“Yes, ma‟am, I do.”
I pleaded with my eyes, to no avail. “Go ahead and pee then. My slave would be happy to drink your piss.” To me, she added, “Make sure you drink it all. We don‟t want to have to clean up after you.”
“Yes, ma‟am,” I mumbled around his cock. I was hoping that he‟d be a little "piss shy‟ but he wasn't – he started peeing almost immediately.
“Aaaahhhhh. That‟s nice.”
I managed to drink the majority of his piss. Only a little leaked from my mouth and dripped onto my blouse. Once finished he pushed me away, zipped up his pants, and we continued down to the first floor.
We exited the store on Sixth Avenue where I was disappointed to find our taxicab was nowhere to be seen. I‟d just started to try and flag a cab when Jim pulled up. He got out to open the door for us. He wrinkled his nose when he saw, and smelled, my blouse, but he made no comment.
“Sorry, ma‟am, a bull kept hassling me, so I had to circle the block.” Once inside he asked, “Where to?”
I gave him the address to a corset shop I knew. The rest of the morning continued without any other distractions from shopping. It was about one o‟clock, and we‟d just purchased some wonderful boots for Jewel, and a pair of moccasins for my squaw outfit. My bladder was full, and I was staring to feel that itch that meant I needed to pee.
We‟d just given Jim the address of a dinner when I said to Jewel, “Ma‟am, I need to pee.”
“No problem,” she replied. “You can go at the dinner.”
“But ma‟am, my belt.”
“Well, I don‟t have the key, so I guess you have a problem you need to figure out don‟t you?” Then to Jim, she explained, “My slave is wearing a chastity belt, neither of us have a key, so the little slut is going to have to figure something out.”
“May I make a suggestion, miss?”
“Sure, Jim,” replied Jewel.
“There‟s a small courtyard at the rear of my apartment building. She can pee there. It‟s not far”
“Okay, Jim. That sounds good.”
We soon pulled up to a four story building. Jim helped us out of the taxi, into the building, then through the entry into the courtyard. Most of the courtyard was given over to a vegetable garden.
Jewel pointed to a square of concrete in one corner of the quad, “Take off your girdle, pull up your dress, and pee,” instructed Jewel.
“Yes, ma‟am.” I quickly slid out of my girdle, pulled up my dress, and squatted onto my haunches.
“That has to be one of the most beautiful things I‟ve ever seen.”
His remark caused me to blush, and at the same time, made my bladder slam shut. I just couldn‟t pee.
“Can‟t pee,” asked Jewel?
“Yes, ma‟am, sorry.”
“A little too public?”
“I guess so, ma‟am.”
She gathered her dress up to her waist, and said, “I can fix that.” She walked to me, thrust her crotch into my face, then dropped her dress to cover me. Without being told, I placed my mouth around her pee hole, and gently sucked. Almost immediately she started to piss. Within the first three or four swallows, I started to pee also.
Figuring that once started, I wouldn‟t be able to stop, Jewel gathered her dress, and pulled it up so Jim could watch us pee. For a small woman, Jewel peed like a horse. Her piss was soon dribbling out of my mouth and onto my blouse. My piss was pooling around my feet.
“That has to be the nastiest thing I‟ve ever seen,” said Jim. “I‟ve never imagined that someone would drink someone else‟s piss.”
“Yes, Jim, isn‟t she just the filthiest little slut you‟ve ever seen.”
“Yes, ma‟am, I guess so.”
I figure that Jewel had been hoping this would happen. We both peed for more that a minute. Finally Jewel asked, “Done?”
I nodded, and she stepped away. Looking at me squatting in a poll of piss, with my urine soaked blouse, Jewel said, “Damn, you are filthy. Jim is there a hose.”
Jim uncoiled the hose, and gave it to Jewel, who thoroughly soaked me. I stood up and shivered from the cold. Jim had gone to his apartment to grab a towel. My clothes were still soaked, and I was still cold, but I did feel a little better.
Jim drove us to a diner, where Jewel said, “You can‟t come in looking like that.”
Jim said, “I know the proprietor, I‟m pretty sure he‟ll let her dry off in the kitchen.”
Sure enough I was allowed to dry off in the kitchen. I was also treated to a ham sandwich and tomato soup. I was actually feeling fairly good when Jewel stuck her head through the kitchen door and loudly called out “Okay, slut, time to get going!”
I hung my head as I walked through the diner. The rest of the afternoon went without further embarrassment. Most of the two hundred and fifty dollars had been spent on a wide variety of clothing for both me and Jewel. While Jim stayed stoic, he‟d remained helpful, offering several excellent suggestions.
On the way back at May‟s house, Jewel gave Jim the rundown about the services offered there. Once in front, Jewel offered Jim my services. “We've really enjoyed your assistance today. Would you like a tip? While you can‟t fuck her, my girl would be happy to give you a blow job.”
Jim smiled and said, “No thank you. I appreciate the offer, but I think I‟ll pass.”
“May I offer you something else?” “Yes, ma‟am, may I have a couple of minutes alone with your friend?”
“Friend? Yes, I guess she is my friend, my best friend.” She kissed me – hard. “And she‟s my lover.” Jewel left and walked up the steps to the house.
“Miss, are you okay? Can I help you?”
“Help me? No Jim. I chose to come here. My lover owns this establishment. I‟d do anything for her. While she torments and humiliates me, she gives me great pleasure. I‟ve dedicated my life to pleasing my Mistress.”
“I don‟t think I‟ve ever meet anyone so passionate about her goal in life. However, if you ever need anything, get a message to me at Yellow Cab.”
“Thank you, Jim. I appreciate it. I hope I‟ll ever need your help, but it‟s nice to know you‟ll be there for me.” I gave him another twenty dollars. “Here take this. I don‟t need it, and it‟s nice to know that at least one person out here accepts me for who I am.”
“Thank you, miss.”