This is part two of how the financial pressures of joblessness in the era of COVID forces one woman into becoming a 24/7 sex toy and slave. Please read part one first so you can get to know the characters background and some of their kink experience. This is part two my first story so comments and suggestions are very appreciated. This is a love story that contains incest, lesbian, male domination, and BDSM themes. If you don't like these themes please skip the story.
I want to thank my editor 1moeannie. She again took my original text and made great suggestions and corrections that helped me improve the story.
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The dinner date
The next morning, I awoke knowing this was the day that I will meet Howard. I have this one evening to convince him that I am the right woman for the position.
I received a message at 3 pm from him reminding me that my 15-minute COVID test is at 4 pm. He told me that I was to make sure that my panties could be removed without removing the garter belt and stockings.
I wondered what dinner entertainment might include.
He told me to park in the far corner of the restaurant parking lot next to his black suburban so my driver's door opened toward the passenger door of his car.
My COVID test came back negative. I texted Howard with the results. When I got back home my daughters and I spent the next hour getting ready for the big date. They knew that our future depended on how well I impressed Howard.
At a little before 7 pm, I pulled into the parking lot and immediately spotted the black suburban. As instructed, I parked so that my driver's door faced his passenger door. I got out of the car and heard the driver's door of the suburban also open. It's hard to recognize people in a mask but I immediately knew it was him. He was dressed in a fine dark gray suit and I could tell he was about 6' tall.
We were alone in the parking lot, so I stepped up to him and spoke. "It is very good to meet you, Master. I hope that I can prove that I am acceptable to be used by you."
He softly laughed. "I have a very good feeling about you, Alice. However, I am not your Master yet, we have a few more steps before we reach an agreement. Tonight, is mostly going to be a regular date where we get to know each other. I expect you to ask me as many questions as I will ask you. Having a companion is as important as the services you will be expected to provide. But I did say 'mostly' it would be a regular date. There will be some tests of your obedience. But first, let me take your picture."
With that said, I removed my mask and smiled big as he took a picture. I put my mask back on, then he took my hand and we walked to the restaurant.
We were seated quickly at a table with a lot of distance between the next tables including 6-foot-high plexiglass shields around us. The waitress said it would be okay to remove our masks while we were in our plexiglass cubicle, but she would always have her mask on when in our space. She pointed out an air filter that would be scrubbing the air in our space continuously.
We ordered our meals and a bottle of wine, he asked "Tell me more about yourself, Alice."
I told him about growing up, going to college, my marriage, my daughters, my husband's death, how that shattered my life and put me in a difficult financial situation.
I showed him a picture of me with my daughters and told him that I hoped he wouldn't judge me but that my girls and I enjoy an active lesbian sex life. It was just a lot safer in the age of COVID to only play at home.
I said, "I hope that is not a deal-breaker for you."
He replied, "Not at all, but it does give me some ideas for future play that could be very enjoyable."
As the appetizers arrived, I asked him to tell me a little about himself. He said he had grown up in an active, well-to-do family. His childhood was filled with travel, plays, hiking, bicycling, musicals, music, and snow skiing. He graduated from Stanford in 1980 with a Master in Computer Science and was an early player in Silicon Valley. He co-founded three multi-billion dollar companies.
He married in 1983 and had a daughter born in 1986 who was now working in Europe and who only came to visit once a year. His wife had died in a plane crash on February 12, 2009, after take-off from Newark while on the way to meet him in Buffalo - where he was setting up a new office. He said he had taken her death very hard.
He changed the subject by asking me for my opinion about musicals. I told him that I was a theater geek and never missed the Tonys. Unfortunately, since the death of my husband, I no longer had the money to attend professional plays and musicals. These days I went to local theater. We discussed many shows we had both seen and agreed that Les Misérables, Fiddler on the Roof, and The Phantom of the Opera were among our favorites.
We talked about skiing and agreed that Mammoth Mountain was our favorite place to ski. It turned out we both enjoyed the same types of runs. I told him that I hadn't gone skiing in the past three years as I didn't have the money.
He said, "Well, I have a place at Mammoth so maybe we can fix that."
I was having an absolutely amazing time with Howard. I could tell I could grow to like him. We covered many topics from history to literature.
He told me about his charity work. He was building a school out in the bush in Africa and also expanding an orphanage in Mexico. He normally visited both each year., but with COVID travel restrictions it hadn't been a possible this year.
He then changed the tone of the conversation and asked me how I got interested in kink. I told him about how watching the movie "Secretary" opened that door for me.
He started laughing and said, "That was my gateway also."
He explained that about a year after his wife died, he started watching porn. He would travel to Nevada whenever he felt the need to visit a bordello. On one visit he was watching movies with the woman he had selected for the night and she suggested they watch "Secretary". After that he was hooked and he started hiring submissive women in the bordellos.
In 2015 he found a submissive woman, Lisa, on a bondage dating site and they started playing regularly.
He Said "Even though we were a lot closer in age than you and I, only 6 years instead of our 19 years, the only thing we had in common was our enjoyment of BDSM. That was enough to keep seeing each other at least weekly.
Lisa wanted to talk about celebrities when we weren't planning our next scene. Our get-togethers were usually two nights. We tried a week once but we got bored. You can only play for so many hours a day. It's a rare person that can maintain sexual activity all day, day after day."
After one playtime, he wondered what it would be like to switch roles. Lisa told him she switched occasionally, so they decided the next play date they would switch roles. He had found that while it was fun, he preferred being in charge, so he only switched half dozen times a year.
In mid-2019, Lisa's mom got very sick and she moved back to New Jersey to take care of her. He thought their relationship was drawing to a close anyway and would have ended soon. There were only so many ways to sexually dominate another person when you have nothing else in common. That is why his ad had listed some of his non-sexual interests.
Because of Lisa, he now had an extensive collection of BDSM toys, clothing, and bondage furniture, plus rooms dedicated to role-playing. He said he had a very well-equipped dungeon.
Then he said, "Are you ready for a test before the main course arrives?"
"Yes", I replied.
He reached into his coat pocket and pulled out an egg-shaped vibrator with a long wire attached to it.
"Go to the restroom and place this in your vagina, now." He ordered.
I got up, took the egg vibrator from his hand and went to the ladies' room to inserted it.
When I got back to the table he asked, "How did doing that feel?" as he placed his cell phone on the table.
I replied. "Oh God, it was so nice to have a handsome man controlling me."
I noticed that he pushed a button on the cell phone screen and I felt the vibrator startup. "Oh My God, that is even better! "I exclaimed.
As the main course arrived, he didn't turn the vibrator off. I was starting to get wet. The waitress asked if we wanted a picture taken? We said yes. She took his phone and took the shot. After the waitress left, he turned the vibrator off. I let out a long Ohhhh.
