"Put it on, I'm taking you shopping." She turned without a word and opened her closet. She pulled out the skirt, sweater and rummaged for the heels. She tossed them on the bed and opened her dresser drawer. She tossed panties and a bra on he bed. "No underwear." She looked at me and tossed them back in the drawer. "Am I wearing the wig and makeup too?" I shook my head no. She shrugged and went to the bathroom. I heard the shower start and sat back drinking my coffee. I changed back into dress clothes and was downstairs washing my cup as she came down. She indeed looked the part of a street slut. I was tempted to bend her over the table but resisted. I had all week to enjoy her charms and I would enjoy them at my leisure.
I took her back to the city. I purposely rode by some of the more known hooker hangouts. "Ready to go to work?" the look on her face said it all. She was terrified that I was serious. I laughed at her fear. "Maybe not. OK, let's go shopping instead." I took her to one of the better adult shops. This one catered to a better class clientele. Their prices reflected it. We had no sooner walked in the door, than Joyce shrank back against the wall. "That's my boss", she said pointing to a man walking up the aisle. This dignified white man in a three-piece suit was walking along with a gorgeous black woman. From her actions, I could see that she was the one in charge. He was just following her picking what she told him. I chuckled when I realized that he had a beaten puppy dog look on his face. She said something to him and I saw his mouth when he said, "yes Mistress". I pulled her along and we went to the aisle that displayed restraints. I picked out proper wrist and ankle cuffs, along with the chains used to attach them. I picked out butt plugs, nipple clamps and a ball gag. Joyce said nothing all the time she followed me. I put the items in the little hand basket that she carried. We turned a corner and right before us stood her boss and his 'Mistress'. The look of surprise and status recognition was priceless. They both bowed their heads in shame at the same time. The woman and I appraised each other silently. She looked Joyce up and down and licked her lips. Her hunger for Joyce was so plain it was almost physical. Then we smiled and walked apart. I brought a studded collar and leash. I fitted it around Joyce's neck right there in the store. Her boss watched intently as they were standing at the register along with us. The woman made a show of lifting her own leash out of the basket as she smiled at the man. We all understood the meaning. I thought he would cry.
Back in the car Joyce burst out laughing. "I'd never have believed it if I didn't see it with my own eyes. He is the meanest, most demanding son of a bitch I ever worked for. And here he's a slave all along." I turned to look at her as I pulled out into traffic. "Don't get too happy. He's still your boss. You're seeing him so humiliated will not make him feel any better about you. He also saw that you are a slave but he'll see himself more powerful than you will. If he gets out of hand, tell me. Do not try to deal with him yourself. Is that understood?"
"Yes Sam, or do I say yes Master?" I turned to look at her. Was she trying to be funny? "Sam is good enough." We pulled up into the driveway and another car was there. Joyce shrank down into the seat as she mumbled, "ah shit". I recognized the woman as Joyce's nosey neighbor. I hit the button for the garage door and pulled in. As the woman got out her car, I closed the door. Not wanting to embarrass Joyce, I let her run upstairs as I went to the door and let the woman in. Joyce came down in a robe with her hair tossed like she had just woke up. The woman looked from Joyce to me. I could imagine what was going thru her mind. They made small talk as I went upstairs to change. I came down in work clothes again and went out to the shed. When I heard the woman's car drive off, I came back inside. "Nosey Bitch", was all Joyce said. She was sitting in a chair in the kitchen. I walked up to her, unzipped my pants and grabbed her by the hair. She opened her mouth as I slid my dick in. her hand dropped between her legs and she began to finger her cunt. I let her suck me until I felt the need to cum. I pulled my dick out of her mouth before I came. I was not about to reward her just yet. I pushed my dick back into my pants and left the room. She sat there fingering herself. A few minutes later, I heard her moan.
I had her dress in a pair of sweats. She was not allowed to put on underwear. We puttered around the house most of the day. Some time during the afternoon, I called her into the den. I was sitting on the couch. She came and stood before me. "Yes Sam", she said. I was typing on my laptop. "Remove your pants, spread your legs and bend over." Without a word she obeyed. "Pull your cheeks apart. That's a good girl." Her asshole showed none of the abuse I had heaped on it last night. I took a butt plug, greased it and pushed it in. she groaned and grunted as it slid home and her muscles closed around it. "Stand up slowly. Walk around and tell me if it's too painful." She stood up and walked around. "It's uncomfortable but not painful. How long will I have to wear it?" I ignored her and she understood she would wear it until I removed it. I helped her move some of the things she wanted moved to the shed. 8:30 I took Joyce upstairs. I laid her on the bed, greased my dick and fucked her pussy. Or rather had her fuck my dick. Again she rode on top. We had just finished when the phone rang. This time I hit the speaker button. "Hello John, you're right on time." That caught him off guard. "Uh, hello Sam. May I speak to Joyce please? Joyce looked at me and I nodded my head. "Hello Darling. How's it coming?" His voice was full of questions. "Are you alright?" His question asked so much more. I sat there trying my best not to laugh. "John, I'm feeling better than I've felt in a long time. Thank you for loving me enough to let Sam satisfy me." I was surprised. She sounded so happy. The tension in John's voice eased considerably. "I was afraid I had made a big mistake. I'm glad that you're happy. I guess you'll tell me all about it when we're on vacation." Joyce laughed. "Is your dick getting hard thinking about what I'll tell you? By the way, have you been giving Ms. Tit a good time?" He answered her with another question. "Are you having second thoughts about letting me fuck her? If so, I'll send her back to the office and finish up by myself."
" Nonsense! I love the fact that she takes such good care of your needs." They talked back and forth. Thinking that there were things they wanted to say in private, I got up and left the room.
When I came back Joyce was sitting on the bed. "He's afraid you know. My needs scare him. He's afraid I'll want this type of sex too much. It's good Sam! And you give it to me like I've always fantasized about it. But I would never choose this over my love for him. I told him so." I bent down and kissed her. This kiss was soft and tender. "I love the both of you. I could not hurt him and I wouldn't hurt you. I'll explain everything to him when he comes home. Now stand up, turn around, bend over and spread your cheeks." Joyce stood and complied. I removed the butt plug. "Take a shower, put back on the outfit you had on earlier. No panties, no bra but do put the collar on." I left and went to the guestroom and changed into a suit. We took a long drive during which Joyce said little. I pulled up into a long driveway. The guard at the gate stopped us and I gave him my name. He checked a list and the gate opened. We drove up to an old mansion. The place was ablaze with light. I clipped the leash onto her collar as the doorman opened her door. He took the leash and held it as Joyce got out the car. The car in front of us had another couple getting out. The woman there also had on a leash and collar. I told Joyce to walk beside me at all times. We entered thru the door and were greeted by an elderly gentleman. He was impeccably dressed. Joyce gasped as she recognized him, but didn't say a word. He recognized her and smiled. We were ushered into a dinning hall that was right out of a movie. Seated around the table were men and women. They were varied in age but all had one thing in common. One person from each couple wore a collar. One woman had a man and woman both attached to collars. We took our seat and soon after that, dinner was served. It was a superb dinner. Afterward, we retired to the ballroom where there was dancing, drinks and general conversation.
I was sitting at the bar. Joyce was dancing with a man she said was the CEO of a bank. I had the leash of his lady on the bar beside me as she sat sipping her wine. I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned and stared into the face of the woman I had seen earlier. "I thought I would see you tonight. My name is Sophia." She held out her right hand. She held a leash in her left hand. Attached to it was Joyce's boss. He looked as if he wanted to die. I smiled as I lifted her hand and kissed it. "And mines is Sam." I offered her my chair and she took it. She ordered fruit juice. "My pet nearly had a heart attack when he saw Joyce in the shop. He's afraid she will not be discreet." Her eyes searched mine. She was looking to see if I had control or not. "Tell your pet his fears are groundless." She smiled. "Maybe we can get together later?"
"I don't think so. My pet is on loan and I couldn't take that kind of liberty. But I thank you for the offer." She wanted the four of us to get together. I didn't think that would have been a good idea for either of the two pets. Joyce came back to the bar. She skirted around her boss and they would not meet each other's eyes. I took up Joyce's leash and laid it on the bar. The other woman picked up her leash and went to join her Master. I looked at Sophia. "I do not think that you would allow a working situation to change. Neither would I. so our respective pets have no worry or fear of things changing between them." We had just set down rules of conduct that both pets understood. The tension between them melted away. I took the leash and walked Joyce around the mansion. We entered a room where there was unlimited fucking going on. I stood on the side and declined the offer to exchange pets. There were more women that wanted Joyce then men. After awhile I took her and we retrieved our coats. During the ride home, Joyce was full of questions. She was also horny as hell. Twice I had to tell her to remove her fingers from her cunt.