Chapter 4
Barbara
When I awoke several hours later, Dave stood outside the cage but without the customary food. My mouth felt like the Sahara Desert and my face and hair were a mess. Sleep does that to me I guess.
He said, "Would you like to have dinner with me?"
"Yes, that would be nice, but I need to clean up a bit."
"Go into the bathroom and I will lay out some clothes for you to wear to dinner."
"Are we going out?" I asked.
"No, I am grilling in. We have another client later tonight,"
I went to the shower and cleaned myself up, there were all kinds of products on the vanity for me to use. There were even some cosmetic products. I dried my hair, combed it out, teased the front, put on some make up and made myself as presentable as I could. He returned with a very sexy leather outfit that consisted of bustier, dark panty hose, high heel boots and satin gloves.
"Wow, this is a bit much Dave," I said.
"I want you to be beautiful for our client and she will like you in that outfit."
"Okay."
I dressed, and when I looked in the mirror I saw a woman I had never seen before. I wore slut outfits in the brothel, I even dressed as a streetwalker for the selection room, but never anything like this. I felt elegant, and the outfit looked intoxicating, sexy even. I touched up my eye makeup to add to the look and presented myself for my dining experience.
Dave took one look at me and said, "I may want to keep you all for myself."
I blushed a bit embarrassed but smiled and did a little curtsy for him.
"How about a kiss?" he said.
"What, and mess up my makeup?" I retorted.
"I thought that's what it's for."
"Not a chance" I said as I grinned at him, "What's for dinner?"
"Would you care for a glass of red my dear?" Said the spider to the fly.
"Of course, my Master," I replied.
We ate a wonderful steak dinner. Dave grilled the steaks on his gas downdraft cook top in the extra-large kitchen. We dined on the terrace where he laid out a beautiful table. The meal and the wine were delicious, and I felt like a very lucky lady, sore but lucky.
"We do have a client this evening and I would like you to assist me with her if you are still willing," He said.
"How could I refuse after this wonderful meal and delightful day?"
"Barbara should be here in about 30 minutes, so we have time to discuss her session. She is a lesbian and a bit of a southern belle. She comes here because she is not being sated by her lover and partner. It seems there is nothing better than a big cock to fill up a lady's empty soul."
"Well you certainly qualify in that department," I said.
"Flattery will get you anywhere," he countered.
"What would you like me to do?"
"I have never been able to get her aroused the way her partner does, at least that's what I think. She will orgasm with me but usually only one and she lasts so long I have a hard time not beating her to it."
"So, what's my part?" I persisted.
"I want you to be in her vision all the time. I want her to relate the sight of you to the sex she is going to have. I want her wanting you sexually as I supply her physical needs."
"That could be a tall order, but I guess I look the part."
"You definitely do that."
We cleaned up the terrace and settled into the living room with a coffee service to wait for Barbara to arrive.
When the knock on the door came, Dave went to answer it and in walked the most beautiful woman I ever saw. Tall, with an hourglass shape that accentuated her very large hips and bosom. Her long auburn hair fell on creamy white shoulders. She brought a commanding presence that couldn't be ignored. It brought me right to my feet. She held the size, beauty and grace of a queen. I was awestruck at her presence. She walked across the room as Dave introduced me as his assistant Rachael. Her hand extended, and I almost wanted to curtsy before her. I took her hand and we air kissed. I knew not to mess with another lady's makeup.
"Rachael, it is so nice to see Master's found someone so beautiful to help him."
"Thank you," I stammered.
"May I have some of your coffee, it smells delicious," she said.
"Absolutely," said Dave and he got up and headed to the kitchen to get another cup for her.
Barbara sat down on the couch and patted the seat next to her, her eyes asking me to sit next to her.
"How long have you known Master?" she asked me.
"Not long, we work together, I met him at the lab."
"How fascinating, a workplace romance."
I laughed and said, "I am not sure it's a romance yet."
"Well he needs a good woman around here," Barbara said.
"Before Dave returns I have to tell you that you are the most beautiful woman I have ever met. You are stunning, and I feel honored to be next to you right now."
"You flatter me without cause, but you are sweet and maybe if I am a good girl tonight I will get to taste you a little. Would you like that?"
"I would love that," I said, and she leaned into me, our shoulders touching, close enough that I could smell her delightful perfume.
"What is that scent?" I asked
"Pussy juice," she said as she reached and turned my head toward her and placed her lips on mine. "I am so wet looking at you I am going to smell up the couch forever."
"Oh my," I cooed.
Her lips touched mine again and I felt her tongue flicker out and touch my lips. The electricity sent chills up my spine. I felt her presence in every muscle and fiber of my body. She made me feel incredible. I instantly wanted to learn how to be like her, to study her moves and feel more of her being close to me. About that time Dave walked into the room and gave us the, "Ah Hem" line.
Barbara looked at him and said, "I am sorry Master, I couldn't resist her, and she is so beautiful."
"I am glad you like her," he replied.
"Oh, I do," she gushed.
Dave poured her some coffee from the service and she dolled it up with cream and sugar. I leaned back and tried to relax a bit. Barbara made it hard for me to relax and I didn't know if my tension came from the presence of Master or just her. I wondered how I would know the difference.
We all sipped our coffee and I could feel her body against my side, it felt warm and pussy juice or not, she smelled terrific.
She put her cup on the coffee table and in returning her hand she let it slip down the inside of my knee and ride up into my thigh a bit, it made me tingle. I began to wonder if I could hold it together in her presence. This is not what I expected at all.
Dave could sense that there could be an attraction afoot and decided to leave us alone for a few minutes. He excused himself and went to the kitchen. Barbara wasted no time leaning into me and resuming the kiss we shared a few minutes ago. I could taste the cream and sugar coffee on her tongue and returned her passion with my own. She rubbed the side of my neck softly and let her hand slide down to my breasts. Rubbing me gently, softly but with an electrical pulse I couldn't resist.
I certainly felt aroused, but didn't know what to do about it. I immediately thought she is going to know something is wrong if she goes for my pussy. It doesn't get wet. The doctor said it probably never would and I needed to keep it moist from the outside. Something burned inside though, and I could never remember reacting to a woman this way. I found her irresistible.
"All right ladies. I can see some discipline is in order for the two of you," Dave said as he reentered the room. The scowl returned to his face and I could see him working on being a prick again.
"What would you have us do?" Barbara asked.
"Both of you, in the room, now."
"Yes Master," we said simultaneously.
We got up and smiled at each other, maybe we could have some fun with Dave I thought.
We all walked into the playroom and the atmosphere changed almost instantly. Barbara and I suddenly knew we needed to change our demeanors. We each straightened up and stood silently and still in the middle of the room not touching each other.
"Barbara, I want you naked and I want Rachael to disrobe you."
"Yes Master," we both echoed.