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It was three days after Jack's "baptism."
All he could think about, was the feeling of bliss he had experienced, when Nicole Davis, pissed all over his face.
He realized he had become a submissive, he would do anything she asked of him, or rather, commanded.
He had washed her panties by hand, and had lovingly wrapped them up.
He couldn't wait to return them.
Every minute, of every day, he would think about her.
He craved her company, and her cruel methods, of sexually torturing him.
At least the three day gap, had given him opportunity to work.
He received no payment from his "Madam," but money couldn't buy, the twisted pleasure she gave him, so, he didn't care.
At six o'clock, that evening, her message arrived.
"Come round now, Fido. I need your opinion on something.
Bring my panties with you."
Jack scrubbed up, then drove to her house.
On his arrival, he let himself in.
She had given him a key.
He heard her voice.
"In my bedroom. Come up now."
He knocked gently on her door.
"Enter."
Jack walked in, and swallowed hard, gazing at the vision of beauty, in front of him.
"How do I look, Fido? "
"Amazing, Madam."
She certainly did, look amazing.
As usual, she wore her tight, black skirt. Also, a black blouse, and red high heels.
Her make up was also, absolutely perfect.
Her, obviously expensive perfume, was the icing on the cake.
Or so, Jack thought.
"Hmm. What about these?"
She pulled her skirt up. She was wearing light brown pull ups.
Jack stared at her beautiful legs, and the gap between the tops, and her panties.
"I like wearing these, Fido. Here, put your hands on the gap."
Jack was stunned.
"Come on, Fido. Don't be shy."
He carefully, reached his right hand, to the inner part of her right thigh.
Her flesh was warm, and, incredibly soft.
He gently stroked her. His cock was hard.
"That's nice, Fido. You may go a little higher."
Jack gulped. He didn't know, how high he dared go.
"It's alright, Fido. I see you've brought my panties, so it won't matter, if the ones I'm wearing, get a little wet."
He couldn't believe what he was hearing.
Was she saying, he could touch her cunt?
She took his hand, and pulled it right to the top.
He could feel the warmth, and, wetness of her black panties.
He began to rub her.
She actually sighed, with pleasure.
"Faster Fido!"
Jack rubbed her harder. She gasped.
"Now finger fuck me. Two fingers!"
He gently parted her panties, and slid his fingers into her.
She was soaking.
He couldn't believe what happened next.
The woman he called "Madam", put her arms around his neck, and pulled his head towards her.
She hissed in his ear.
"Good boy, Fido. Nice and hard. Make your Madam, come!"
Jack sped up. She was loving it, she closed her eyes, and came.
She bucked her hips as her juices flooded Jack's fingers.
She was quite breathless. She let go of him, as he slipped them out of her.
"Very good, Fido," she panted.
"Now lick your fingers clean."
Jack did so. She watched, as he licked the delicious liquid.
After a pause, she said, "pull my panties down."
Jack was more than happy to oblige.
He knelt before her, put both hands up her skirt, then, very slowly, he pulled them down.
She stepped out of them, and left them on the floor.
She went to the en suite. Jack could hear her washing, and drying herself.
He could then hear the soft spraying noise, of a perfume bottle.
She walked towards him, and held up her skirt.
"Put my red panties on me,Fido."
Jack was still knelt. As he started to slowly pull up her panties, she looked down on him.
"So, Fido. Which do you prefer? The taste of my piss, or my cum juice?"
He didn't know if this was a trick question.
"Both are delicious, Madam."
She smiled.
"Good answer, Fido. You'll be getting both, on a regular basis."
Suits me, thought Jack.
The panties were on, but she still held her skirt up.
She pulled Jack's head, against her crotch.
"Does my pussy smell nice?"
Jack breathed in, and closed his eyes.
"Oh God, yes, Madam."
"Good. You may stand."
She pulled her skirt down, and began to tell Jack about what was to happen, that evening.
"At eight o'clock this evening, two gentlemen will be coming round. I shall be entertaining them both, in my bedroom. Right here, Fido. This is how I make my pocket money."
She continued. "Your job, is to simply let them in, then direct them, to this room.
You will say nothing to them, other than is necessary. You will be polite, then you will wait in the lounge, until I summon you. Is that clear?"
"Yes Madam."
He still had a raging hard on, he was jealous, knowing that these "gentlemen", would be doing to her, what he could only dream of.
She continued.
"I see your cock is hard, Fido. You may not masturbate, in this house, without my expressed permission. Do you understand? "
"Yes, Madam."
"Good. Now get out of my sight."
Jack, miserably, exited the bedroom, and went down to the lounge.
It was seven thirty.
He waited the long thirty minutes, until the door bell rang.
He opened the door.
"Please come in," he said, remembering his manners.
They were both, tall men.
"Who the fuck are you?" snapped one of them.
Jack replied," I'm an absolute nobody, Sir."
The men both laughed.
"Damn fucking right you're a nobody, son. Now, where's the whore?"
"Madam is in her bedroom,Sir."
The men laughed again.
"Fucking Madam? Well, well, well. She's sure got you trained! Has she pissed on your face yet? There's nothing that dirty bitch won't do. That's why we're here, with our hard earned cash!"
Jack winced. "I'm not at liberty to say, Sir."
Once again, the men broke into laughter.
