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The story may contain sexual activities and situations that are to be read only by readers above the legal age of consent. All characters are above the age 18. The story is not to be read in locations where such stories are illegal. If you are not of legal age, or live in the wrong place, please do not read.
Author's note: A special thanks goes to Ed for his work on editing my stories. Any mistakes you find are not his fault; they are mine for not making all of the changes he recommends. Karen's rank has been changed from First Sergeant to Staff Sergeant to reflect how high she could rise ion rank rise in eight years of service.
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Before Karen knew it, they had stripped and dressed her, first in a body stocking followed by a black latex hobble dress with opera length gloves and platform high heel boots. Once she was seated, she looked at Cat and said, "I love the hobble dress pet. You're right, it's just like being bound. She smiled and added, "Cum for all your worth." She laughed as all five girls dropped to the floor. When they calmed down and were kneeling before her, Karen said, "I want to see a fashion show. If I approve of your outfit, you will orgasm. If not you have to wait until you gain approval for the next outfit."
As the girls came out in various outfits and wearing bondage equipment Karen couldn't find a single thing to fault them on. As such, something that should have taken an hour at most, took all day and into the early evening. Finally, when the last girl orgasmed and the others were up she said, "Is there something other than lumpy milk and furry bread we can have for dinner? Or should each pick what they want to wear and go to our favorite club?"
"I vote club as long as you drink cokes and sprites only Mistress," Cat said. She caught Karen's frown and added, "Please give your body a few more days."
"One sip from each of your drinks throughout the night." Karen countered. It wasn't that she was planning on drinking at all but it was the principle of the thing.
One sip per girl," Cat said warming to the debate.
"Agreed as long as you are drinking doubles all night long." Karen said with a smile.
"One sip from a drink of your choice from each of your sisters." Cat paused and then added, "I say sisters because we are fully aware that our Mistress can and will do anything she damn well pleases."
"One drink from my sisters that I pick. Provided none of you choose wine or tequila. Both of those mixed with anything really messes me up. If that is the case, I get to have a bud long neck."
"Next part, you can wear anything you want as long as we don't get arrested for your dress I get to pick the pebble and we bring a hand towel."
"Hand towel?" Baby Girl asked just as Red asked about the pebble. She looked at the girl and smiled, "Mistress picks a pebble for us to put in our shoe. It is a small pain but it keeps us on the edge of an orgasm all night long because we know Mistress wants it there."
"Remember when you came over Little Bit and saw the pair slumped over? That was their reward for wearing the pebble in their shoes and dancing." Karen said with a smile.
"I vote we agree," she said quickly. Little Bit could just imagine being in a public place and cumming on command silently.
"What about the hand towel?" Baby Girl asked again.
"I wouldn't want you kneeling under the table in your latex without a hand towel to kneel on while bringing me to an orgasm." Karen said. "That would mar your latex."
"I agree," Baby Girl said quickly.
"But you have to let us do your makeup." Cat said.
"I have to approve yours," She shot back. "For example, say you pick the deep blue hobble dress you had on earlier, "Pink nails and makeup doesn't go with it. It goes with Baby Girl's schoolgirl outfit, but not that." As they hurried out with a mass of giggles she saw Baby Girl hanging back, "What is it dear?"
"Karen do you trust me? I mean really to the core trust me?"
"You know I do Sandy. What's on your mind?"
"Remember when we were in to Foxy Lady and we saw her."
She knew where this was going but said, "I remember."
"Let me do your makeup tonight. Carry a crop with you and let's show that bitch burning in hell that you are better than she is. She had one, you have five and can get as many to follow you as you want." Baby Girl paused and then added, "Please Karen we have to face her. Together and with our sisters we can beat her at her own game."
"Say what you want about her, she was beautiful and had cheekbones to die for," Karen said softly. "Very well Baby Girl. Can you find me some fingerless gloves instead of these? I want those evil blood red nails she had also."
"I'll see to it." Baby Girl said standing. She bent forward, kissed her tenderly and said, "I love you so much Karen."
"And I love you," Karen replied stroking Baby Girl's cheek.
The first out was Red wearing a schoolgirl outfit and platform Mary Jane's that matched her hair. She came up and asked, "Mistress, do you think I can wear pink with it."
"Grab Cat and ask her. I trust you girls to know what works. Think naughty schoolgirl instead of slutty." Karen replied. "The outfit works fine for me." Cat, Baby Girl and Tiffany came in together. As Tiffany and Cat stripped the gloves and replaced them with a pair of fingerless, Baby Girl straddled her lap and looked at her for a long moment. "What? Do I have a bat in the cave?"
"No just planning it out. Close your eyes and let us do our thing." Baby Girl said.
She felt them working on her nails and Baby Girl's light touch on her face. Now and then, she heard Cat say, "No dear try earth tones. Only Mistress can wear red." A few minutes later Cat said, "I can finish up here Red, go get dressed."
"I don't mind helping sister," Red replied. "All we have left is the top coat."
"Go, I have it," Cat said. "Sis? Baby Girl? How much more do you have left?"
"Done other than her hair Cat,"
"Go get dressed while I finish up and then I can get dressed and made up while you do her hair."
Karen felt Baby Girl get up off her lap and heard her walk away. Opening her eyes, she looked down at Cat, "What is it dear?"
"What is what?" Cat asked not looking up.
"Cat we both are too old to play games with each other. Spit it out."
"While they know us all too well at the bar." Cast paused as she tried to think of a way of saying what was worrying her. "Six latex clad women, one of which is carrying a well-used crop, whose makeup, and manner screams dominatrix, might be a touch over the top for them. We are going to attract trouble like moths to a light bulb."
"I don't think leaving the crop home will make a bit of difference." Karen replied.
"It's not the crop Mistress. I... I don't know." Cat said finally. "I know what you want to do and down in the red door you could do it and no one would blink an eye. There, I just don't know."
"Cat, I know you worry, but let me worry. Tom is an old friend, the bouncer knows us as does the manager and bartender. They all know they have a tiger by the tail and know better than to give it a tug." Karen paused and then added. "Finish up the nails and get dressed. If you wear the hobble, make sure the zipper works. Just in case you need to move fast."
"Wow I was feeling calm until that last bit." Cat said with a smile. She paused and painted a nail before looking up again. "Little sister did a killer job on your face Mistress."
"Somehow I know when I look in the mirror who I will see. She was beautiful and graceful to a fault." She paused and then added, "Instead of carrying herself like a dominatrix, she carried herself as if she was the queen and the rest of the world peasants." Karen said. "But I agree with Sandy, I have to face her memory. Prove to myself that I am better than she is. Otherwise no matter what we do I will descend into madness."
"How many converts do you think you will gather tonight?" Cat asked not looking up from her work.
"None if I am lucky." Karen replied. "But I have never been lucky... What day is it?"
"Thursday Mistress." Cat replied.
"No more than ten then." Karen said. "But it will be you girls who gather, not me. I will only have two who approach me." She paused, "Sisters, but not those who stay here full time."
"You could always have the one who brings you the most spend the night in bed with you. The rest would end up on the floor bound and unable to cum." Baby Girl said coming in.
Karen looked at her and smiled. Baby Girl looked like a sex crime begging to happen dressed and made up as an adult schoolgirl. A really slutty schoolgirl. "Think you would get the most?" she asked.
"Cat can you help me move her forwards a bit so I can work on Mistress's hair?" Baby Girl replied. Once she started working she said, "I know I could Mistress, if you wanted me to win."
"It would be nice to spend the night making slow passionate love to you. The question is could you make love to Karen instead of Mistress?"
"That would be nice," Baby Girl replied softly as she teased and brushed out her Mistress's hair.
By the time she was finished, everyone other than Cat was there. "Baby Girl I think I will pass on the crop tonight." Karen said. "Instead grab one of the whips that screams power, not one that screams pain. If I don't like it, I will just go without." Baby Girl nodded and hurried off with a smile on her lips. However, she was gone so long that Karen was getting worried she had hurt herself or got lost. When she finally returned she was carrying a simple cat o nine tails with the braded ends tinged red. "I don't know if it screams power but it sends a powerful message."
Cat came in, saw her holding the whip, and stopped dead. "Why are the tips red?" she asked in a hushed voice.
"Because of the impact they had. Slaves would see this and most would be good without her lifting a finger." Karen replied. "It was red as far back as I could remember." She paused and then added, "While tonight is supposed to be fun. It is also a chance for you to spread your wings a bit. You, not I, will find sisters who are ready to join in worshiping the goddess. If I approve you may give her the goddess's mark as a reward and she will become our sister."
Karen looked at them, "When we get home, we will tally who found the most converts and she will spend the night in bed making love to me. Not Mistress, but her sister who was sick and now needs a tender and loving touch. The rest of you get to listen in while bound on the floor without cumming all night long."
