The weekend had gone slowly for both girls, it had also been extremely different. Kelly followed the orders of her mistresses, each time she masturbated or took a piss she did so without pulling down her panties. Each time she did, she could felt the presence of Haley looking down upon her. Haley's weekend was one of preparation for the coming week, she had to prepare herself both mentally and materially, of which both turned out to be highly pleasurable. Both girls dreamed of each other, one dreamed of new ways to use her slave, how to torment her, how to take pleasure from her, the other dreamed how best to receive her torment and please her mistresses in the hope she would receive a reward.
Haley's most rewarding experience of the weekend came when she made a trip into the city to supply herself. Dressed conservatively, her face masked by sunglasses and baseball cap she made her way down to the seedy part of town. As she walked along the streets of Soho Underworld pounding out of her Walkman, she saw signs advertising sex of all kinds, straight, homosexual, lesbian, transsexual, dominatrex and humiliation. She saw young working girls walking the streets with less clothes then she wore to bed. She passed stores with all kinds of strange and fascinating magazines, books, and videos, all offering the hardest most explicit action, from Amsterdam, Sweden, Mexico, to Russia and the rest of the world.
Eventually Haley found her destination the Lesbian Store of Sin it proudly boasted, as it was a advertised in her father's magazines. A lesbian girls toy shop of dreams. There was a bewildering array of dildo's, strap-on's and vibrators of differing, lengths, colours, girths, and textures. There were videos and magazines providing for all kinds of lesbian love making, from girls who lick cunts to girls who fist, girls who dominate to girls who fuck with strap on's. There were whips, paddles, chains, leather costumes, latex costumes to harnesses. Haley's head span as she examined each item, she came up with new ways to use them on herself and her new plaything. Haley could have spent millions, instead she only spent a couple of hundred, blowing her savings account and her 18th birthday money that she had received only a month ago.
It was Monday at last the longest weekend that either girl could remember was over, they would be reunited at last, mistresses and slave. The door bell rang at eleven on the dot, as Haley ran to answer the door she could imagine Kelly's scent. As Kelly came in, she blow away Haley's expectations, her scent was incredible. The smell of Fridays piss still lingered on her, but now it was joined by a richer small of sweat, and pussy juice. A whole weekend of not bathing, two long jogs and not being able to remove her panties when she pissed or masturbated gave Kelly a truly intoxicating aroma.
Haley was also pleased to see her slave in a skirt and flimsy tank top, that left little to the imagination. The tank top was tightly stretched across Kelly's large full breast's, Haley could also see that Kelly's nipples were starting to harden. The combo also meant Kelly's wonderful scent was free to spread outwards, not being imprisoned in a jumper or trousers. Kelly was pleased to she her mistress was only wearing a plane white T-shirt with no bra, which meant her small pert young breasts were clearly visible. Although Kelly was surprised to she her mistresses in a pair of jeans, with a strange bulge at her crouch.
'Well cunt slave judging by your smell, I can tell you've followed my orders', Haley said with a wicked small etched across her face.
'Yes Mistress', although Kelly had hoped that she might find fault and punish her.
Haley circled around Kelly breathing deeply in, as she did, letting her fingers trail across Kelly young breasts, gently rubbing her nipples trough the light fabric of Kelly's tank top and bra. 'Very good slut, I like your smell, but I think we should add to it'.
'Yes, Mistress'. Kelly replied enthusiastically, hoping for another golden shower.
'Take you cloths off whore, let me see your filthy underwear'. Kelly slipped the tank top off and unbuttoned her skit letting them fall off down to the floor. 'What a beautiful sight'. Haley said as she bent down for a closer look and smell. Kelly's previously light grey cotton panties and bra had now turned a much darker shade, her panties were practically black, encrusted as they were piss and pussy juice stains. 'You have done well slave, I like this new scent of yours'.
'Thank you'. Kelly knew instinctively what she had done
'Thank you mistress, Whore. Never forget that, I am your mistresses and you are my slave, fit only to do as I command'. Haley said springing to her feet her face awash with anger. 'You will be harshly punished for this transgression, Whore'. Kelly was thrilled, she would be punished just as she had fantasised about all weekend.
'Your punishment will come later, but first I want your scent to be stronger bitch, go to the kitchen and fetch me three bottles of water'.
'Yes mistresses, Kelly was thrilled a golden shower and punishment. 'Good, now drink up Bitch, two for you one for me'. Kelly stood, her hair lank with dirt, sweat and urine, gulping back the four litres of water carefully, so as not to damage her wonderful scent. Her nipples were already swelling and longing to be touched, her panties grow wetter by the second, while her clitoris filled with blood becoming increasingly sensitive. Haley sipped her own water down, admiring the view that she had created, as she stood she could feel her nipples beginning to protrude from her tight whiter T-shirt, her light blue jeans were no-longer hiding the growing dampness of her pussy as the thought of the filth to come, especially the waterworks, now that they had doubled the quantities of water from the last time.
'Good, now Whore go up to my room put on the two track-suits I've laid out for you, green one first and leave your underwear on'
'Yes, Mistress'. As Kelly made her way slowly up stairs to the room were she had become Haley's slave, she wondered at what new ordeal Haley had planned for her. When she returned down stairs, enwrapped within two track-suits she received her answer. Haley was proudly standing next to a exercises bike.
'You haven't exercised today, jump on whore, time to work up a sweat'.
Kelly began to peddle, and almost instantly she began to sweat, the two track-suits acted like a green house trapping all the heat, at the same time the first track-suit had a plastic layer that didn't allow any sweat to escape.