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Chapter 3
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The two women spent the rest of the day doing normal, visitor from out of town things. Val showed her some of Austin's sights and they had a good catch up session over lunch.
Cassie mostly pushed what was happening to the back of her mind and really enjoyed not worrying about money or her family for a long afternoon.
She eventually asked Val about the whole challenge thing. Val explained that she was the first person and Cassie was now the fifth. Val thought Bradshaw had other challenges running at the same time, but she wasn't sure.
"I was at the main security office once, monitoring a mission with them. They have this room with about a dozen monitors. I noticed half of them were watching my challenger and the others were watching some guy I'd never seen before. I knew better than to ask..."
"Was he doing something for Bradshaw?"
"I think so. He phoned and was talking to the team about him."
"What...what was he doing?"
"He had him robbing a house. But, just stealing one thing--some kid's high school track trophy. It was like some of our missions...basically harmless but with a frisson of...being on the edge."
"Did he succeed?"
"Yeah," Val laughed a bit. "He got it and was almost out of the house when the homeowner woke up, I'm guesswork he was in on it since there were cameras everywhere in the house. Anyway, the guy got out before the man caught him."
Val dropped her back at the hotel.
"Meet me here out front at 7 on the dot and we'll head to dinner. The Control app will have more info for you..."--she checked the time--" any minute now."
"Ok. See you soon."
Val drove away leaving Cassie feeling suddenly alone and vulnerable.
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As Cassie made her way up to her hotel room, her phone chimed. Her heart skipped a beat and she was instantly nervous and on edge.
The Control app had instructions for her--
"Mission #2 [Day 1/365]: Go to dinner with V wearing the outfit left for you in your room. V will bring 3 men to you and 1 woman in a car. Ensure each one cums using only your hands. They're allowed to explore your body. Wipe their cum on your clothes. V will verify with Watcher.
Accept or fofeit?"
Cassie clicked the accept button and continued on to her room.
Inside she found four shopping bags containing luxury toiletries and bath lotions, a full makeup kit, a lacy bra with matching underwear and stockings, impossibly high her and a very revealing leather dress. There was even a matching handbag.
She laid everything out on the bed and waited in the living room area until she had to start getting ready. She tried in vain to distract herself from tonight's "mission" but all she could do is imagine herself giving hand jobs to random guys.
The bra and underwear were matching black lace. The bra had holes which exposed her nipples and the panties had a slit so her pussy was on display. The stockings went up to the top of her thighs.
It was tricky getting the leather dress on. It was very short and barely covered the top of the stockings. It had thin straps and was low cut with a deep V which meant her breasts and bra were on display. The dress was also mostly open at the back below the bra line. As if all that wasn't enough, it was held together with strategically placed zippers. Cassie almost felt more exposed wearing the dress than she did before she put it on.
The makeup bag had a printout of instructions for doing an "ultimate slut look for your night out" from some website she'd never heard of. She tried as best she could to recreate the look, but apart from the black eyes, it seemed to be heavy on reds.
The makeup box included massive silver hoop earrings and a non-piercing nose ring as well as a long thin silver chain.
The last challenge was the shoes. The heels were 3" tall, open toe and had only tiny spikes for support. They perfectly matched the dress and even had zipper designs on the outside.
Cassie put of the shoes to complete the ensemble and practiced walking around the room. After a few laps, she was able to walk steadily as long as she took it slow. She'd heard of "curb to club" shoes and these were definitely falling into that category.
Before she headed out, she decided to look in the handbag. It had $1000 cash in mixed denominations, a credit card with her name on it, a small tazer, a few small sex toys, lube and a dozen flavoured condoms. She shut the bag and tried not to think too much about the contents.
At 6:50 she headed to the front of the hotel to meet Val. Where the hotel had been thankfully quiet this morning, it was buzzing with activity and people seemed to be everywhere.
When she came out of her room, there were three casually dressed middle aged men chatting. They fell silent when they saw her and Cassie saw them motioning to each other and pointing towards her.
She tried to keep her composure and ignore them. She simply walked past them to the elevator. When the doors opened, they followed her inside and were also going to the ground floor lobby.
She stood against the wall, not wanting to turn her back to them. They stood to her left and right and began talking softly about where they were headed to dinner.
After what seemed like ages, the doors opened to the lobby. The men waited for her to exit first and she swore she could feel their gazes burning into her back as they followed behind her.
She stepped into the lobby and the stiletto heels sounded like gunfire on the marble floor as she walked at a steady pace to help keep her balance.
There were knots of people dotted around the lobby. Groups and couples sitting or standing, chatting and drinking. As she passed, the nearby conversations seemed to stop and everyone seemed to be staring at her.
Cassie felt her cheeks burning with embarrassment. She never liked being the centre of attention and looking this way made it infinitely worse. She wanted to run out the door, but the awkward heels forced her to walk at a slightly slow pace.
She made her way to the door and one of the younger staff members held the door open for her. She stepped outside into the overly warm Texas evening.
Val was mercifully parked just outside. She was dressed in jeans with a casual top and comfortable looking heels leaning against her car with her trademark sunglasses. Cassie noticed Val was filming her with her phone.
She smiled slightly--out of recognition than of any mockery.
"Hey Cass! Hop in."
The two women got into the car. Cassie struggled to get in without exposing herself and more or less succeeded. Fortunately, no one was very close and the car door helped block the view from the main hotel doors where people were hovering waiting for ride shares and taxis.
"That's uh...quite an outfit they picked for you." Val did a slight snort laugh and glanced over before focusing back on the road ahead as she sped off.
Cassie rolled her eyes. "I've never dressed like this! Not even on my craziest college night. What even is this? Slut S&M on acid?"
The two women laughed.
"I don't know if it's Bradshaw or someone else who picked that...but I'm guessing a 15 year old boy had a major role in the selection."
They laughed again as Val drove the short distance to the restaurant.
Cassie felt a bit better. As unnatural as this whole situation was, she was glad she could still laugh and thankful Val was with her.
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Val took her to a restaurant overlooking the lake. The building was a large wooden structure resembling an oversized house with lots of windows.
Val pulled up outside the door and handed the keys to the valet. She took some details from Val as Cassie struggled to get out of the car in the ridiculously short dress.
The valet looked up from the podium desk and ogled Cassie as her dress rode up. Their eyes locked and Cassie blushed with embarrassment as she stepped past her. The valet looked barely 18. She was a stunning, thin light skinned Black woman with beautiful long hair and a mischievous grin.
She waited for Cassie to get out and close the door before she walked to the driver's side and parked the car.
They walked into the restaurant and the host took them outside to a table on the deck overlooking the lake. For Cassie, this meant having to walk the length of the crowded restaurant as well as past all the full tables outside.
Cassie tried to relax. The people nearby had gotten used to her and went back to their own conversations. She still noticed an occasional sideways glance, but it was infrequent enough for her to focus on her meal.
When they finished eating, Val excused herself. Cassie watched her as she found someone she guessed was the manager. Val shook the woman's hand and had a quick conversation. Then she saw Val head off to the front of the restaurant and step outside.
What was Val up to?
A few minutes later, Val was back in the restaurant and eventually came back to the table after what looked like a detour to the restroom.
"Ok. I have the first part of your mission ready."
"Now? Here?"
Val smiled like the cat that got the canary and it made Cassie's blood run cold. Was Val on her side at all?
