The Gift - a Chloe Story

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It was Tuesday morning. Zoe woke up at 6.am, as instructed, and made her way to Chloe's kitchen to prepare breakfast. She was wearing just a baggy tee-shirt and a pair of skimpy briefs as she stood in front of the hob preparing some poached eggs, toast and coffee, her curly blonde hair pushed back with an Alice-band. By the time the eggs were done, she heard footsteps on the stairs as her mistress headed down, awoken by the aroma.

Chloe walked barefoot into the kitchen and pulled out a stool next to the island. She was similarly dressed to Zoe -- she had a collection of old tee-shirts which she now used as sleepwear.

"Good morning, Miss Chloe!" said Zoe as she laid out the food and coffee for both of themselves.

"Good morning gorgeous. This looks lovely. Come and eat."

"Thank you, Miss. Did you sleep well?"

"After the last orgasm you gave me last night? I most certainly did." She grinned as she ate and watched Zoe's face blush at the memory.

"Miss Chloe!" she said bashfully.

"I loved it darling. Now finish your breakfast, we need to be at Edwina's early."

"I am a bit nervous, to be honest, Miss Chloe. I've heard about these "Special Tuesdays", but..."

"...but you still have no idea what to expect, do you darling?" Chloe finished her sentence for her.

"Just do your best. Be your best. It is all I could ask for," Chloe said.

"Yes, Miss Chloe!"

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It was now 7pm and Zoe was driving her mistress home. Their home, she thought to herself, contentedly. She reflected on the day. It had been long, but very eventful, starting with herself and Kylie being shampooed and set in rollers, before Madame Elaine, Bethany Starr and Mia arrived.

She had witnessed her mistress receive a new colour and style, for her role in the new film, and she couldn't wait to see her perform on set the following week. Gone was Chloe's blonde bob, replaced with shiny blackness, and one side cut short, around the ear, while the other side hung like a singular curtain. Zoe had followed her mistress's instruction, to make herself available to whomever wanted to be serviced. She'd found herself between not only her mistress's thighs but also Madame Elaine and Mia. She's also witnessed her friend Kylie be fucked by two women at the same time.

"Penny for your thoughts, Zoe?" asked Chloe from the back seat of the car.

"Just thinking about how amazing today was, Miss Chloe! I don't think I could have imagined even hearing about such a day let alone be part of it." Zoe gazed at her mistress lovingly through the rear-view mirror. "You look so different, it's amazing."

"Did you get a chance to speak to Kylie before we left?"

"Yes, Miss. She had a wonderful time also. She looked so sexy!"

Chloe smiled, "As did you Zoe, as did you."

When they arrived home, Chloe said, "grab a bottle of white from the fridge and a couple of glasses and bring it to my room dear."

"Yes, Miss Chloe!" she replied, and the pair split with Chloe heading upstairs and Zoe to the kitchen. By the time she arrived upstairs herself, Chloe had changed into a white sleeveless top and some shorts. Zoe herself had taken off her coat, but underneath she was still wearing the lingerie she'd been given to wear in the salon.

"Take a seat Zoe," Chloe pointed to the padded bench in front of her dresser, where there was an empty plastic tub. When she looked in the mirror, Zoe realised that her hair was still confined in rollers.

"I'd almost forgotten about them, Miss," she said to her mistress's reflection. Chloe smiled and opened the wine, pouring two glasses. She took a sip of her wine and said, "Well, let's get you unravelled."

Chloe started from the back, at the base of Zoe's neck, unpinning and unwinding each and every roller, handing them to Zoe to place in the plastic tub.

"Miss Chloe?" Zoe suddenly asked, as Chloe continued to rid Zoe's hair of the rollers.

"Yes, Zoe?" she said.

"Um..." Zoe was starting to blush.

"What is it, dear?" Chloe stopped what she was doing and placed a hand on Zoe's shoulder.

"Was...um...was I a good girl today, Miss Chloe?"

Chloe paused for a moment before answering. "Let's get these rollers out then we'll talk, dear." She could tell Zoe was anxious, so she worked quickly to remove the remaining rollers.

Chloe knew why she was asking. Not only had Zoe pleasured her during her time in the styling chair but had also licked both Mia and Elaine Danvers, both of whom thoroughly enjoyed the ministrations of her tongue and fingers, and both gave glowing compliments about her. Chloe reached down and hugged her assistant, kissing her cheek.

"Zoe darling... you are the best assistant I could have dreamed of. I'm sure it must have been difficult, servicing the other ladies. It wasn't a frivolous command, and don't think for a moment it means anything but my confidence in you. If I didn't think you would perform so admirably, do you think I'd have let you? Of course not." Chloe walked over to her wardrobe and took out a square jewellery box.

"I loved watching you, and watching them, reacting to you, seeing how aroused you made them, the looks on their faces, the sounds they made as their arousal grew...all because of you, darling."

Zoe smiled sheepishly. Despite everything she still had a nugget of self-doubt within her, and Chloe's speech made her blush.

"You are a true personal assistant to me, Zoe, and I think I need to re-affirm that with you. So....please, accept this." Chloe handed Zoe the box, which was black, six inches square with a pink ribbon on it.

Zoe silently took it and opened the box, gasping with delight when she saw the contents. Inside was a pink leather collar, with a silver heart on the front of it. At the back was a small padlock with two keys.

"Let me help you, dear," said Chloe, taking the collar and placing it around Zoe's neck, where it fit snugly. She closed the padlock and handed Zoe one of the keys. "Just in case you need to take it off," said Chloe.

Zoe was crying now, shaking her head. "Never, Miss. I'll never take it off!" Chloe held her close, stroking her hair, letting her sob into her shoulder.

"Oh god I'm so happy!" she cried, making Chloe smile.

"So am I darling, so am I."

Chloe told her newly collared assistant to go and take a shower, compose herself then join her for a late meal. While Zoe was in the bathroom, Chloe called her favourite Thai takeaway and placed a delivery order. By the time Zoe had washed and changed into some shorts and tee-shirt, the takeaway boxes and plates were on the table.

As they ate, they talked about the day.

"Of course, you didn't see much of my session in the chair, as you were between my thighs", teased Chloe.

"Yes, but I could see how excited it made you, Miss. And... taste it" she blushed.

Chloe ate quietly for a moment, looking at Zoe, before asking, "Did you see Kylie go down on me, Zoe?"

"Um... a little, Miss Chloe. Madame Elaine commanded me to lick her during your haircut."

Chloe watched Zoe closely as she ate.

"Were you jealous? Of Kylie?"

"Honestly, Miss? Yes, a little. But...um..."

"Yes?"

"Um...I was more...worried, Miss Choe."

Chloe was intrigued, now; she hadn't expected this response.

"Worried about what, Zoe?" Her assistant was blushing again.

"I was worried, in case you didn't like her Miss. I was worried, that she might not make you cum."

Chloe smiled, "You really like her, don't you."

"Yes, Miss, we've become close friends lately."

"Well don't worry, I enjoyed her a lot. She was very responsive and intuitive and knew to take her time. But she doesn't know me the way you do," she reassured her girl, holding her hand.

They finished their meal, and Zoe washed the dishes while Chloe put on some music and reclined in the living room. She herself reflected on the eventful day, and how different her life was now. Nearly a year had passed since that fateful day when Tracey went sick and Eddie had to reveal the true nature of the "Special Tuesdays", Elaine Danvers' own special play day within the salon, satisfying her hairdressing fetish and enjoying copious amounts of BDSM sex with the stylists. Chloe herself had learned that she had a Domme side and now she had Zoe. She smiled to herself. Now she had Zoe.

"May I sit on your lap, Miss?"

Zoe stood in the doorway, biting her lip.

"I think you're a little overdressed for that, Zoe", Chloe smiled. Zoe stepped forward, taking of her tee-shirt and sliding her shorts off her hips, shimmying out of them as she came closer, til she was wearing nothing but her collar. She straddled Chloe's legs, facing her, and slid her arms around her neck.

"Thank you, Miss Chloe", she said, softly kissing her forehead, then the bridge of her nose, and then her lips, gently pressing against them. "Thank you," she whispered, kissing her more deeply. Chloe kissed her back in kind, her hands sliding round Zoe's back, feeling her spine against her fingertips. Chloe tilted her head back, opening her mouth and letting Zoe's tongue explore, sliding in and out. Zoe's hands slid into Chloe's hair, causing her to sigh deeply.

Time seemed to stand still...both engulfed in the moment, savouring it, until Zoe slid to the floor, on her knees, and took hold of Chloe's shorts. Chloe lifted her bum to let her slide them down and parted her legs. Zoe started planting little kisses along her inner thighs. As her mouth moved over her pussy, Chloe reached down and started to caress Zoe's hair, causing her to whimper, and clamp her lips over her.

She felt Zoe's tongue push deep into her, licking and lapping at her which made her squirm in her seat, moaning. She kept hold of Zoe's hair, pulling it, using it to guide her assistant's mouth.

"Fuck," she exclaimed when Zoe's lips sucked on her clit, prodding out of its hood. She held Zoe in place, raising her hips, grinding against her mouth. She gripped Zoe's curls, making her whimper and redouble her efforts.

"Yes, Zoe...yesss," Chloe moaned as she drew closer to her climax, thrusting her hips forward and rubbing on Zoe's lips as she came. She held her there, as she shivered through her orgasm, before finally releasing her, red faced, gasping for breath.

Zoe gently licked her mistress, cleaning her of her spent cream, while Chloe recovered, getting her breathing back under control.

"Miss Chloe?" she asked. Chloe looked down at her.

"Yea, dear slut?"

"Um...God..." Chloe knew what she wanted but enjoyed making her ask for it.

"Out with it, slut. What do you want?"

"Oh, God...um....Miss Chloe...will you please fuck me?"

Chloe smiled and ran a hand through Zoe's hair.

"Try and stop me, my slutty assistant." that made Zoe blush hard.

"Go to my room and wait for me, dear. Sit on the bed and close your eyes until I tell you to open them," Chloe commanded. Zoe immediately stood and picked up the discarded clothes, walked briskly from the room, heading upstairs.

Chloe took her time, composing herself before heading upstairs. She turned off the lights and made sure the doors were locked then went up. In her bedroom, she found Zoe sat on the end of the bed, facing her dressing table. She went to her closet and took out a strapon harness, and a black sheer catsuit which she took her time sliding into. Then, Chloe sat in front of her mirror.

Edwina and Tracey had, between them, totally transformed her hair. Instead of blonde highlights, she was now as black as night, and instead of a chic bob, Chloe's hair was now asymmetrical, longer on one side and much shorter on the other. It was a bold, striking look and she was glad she could pull it off. She was looking forward to playing her small part in the film.

Glancing at Zoe for a moment, Chloe touched up her makeup. She applied a darker eyeshadow and a black cherry lipstick, which gave her a more vampish look. She stood, and stepped into the harness, tightening the straps.

"You may open your eyes, slut."

Zoe did so, and immediately saw her mistress was gone and had been replaced by her Mistress. "Oh my god, Miss Chloe you look - "

"Be quiet. On your knees, slut."

Zoe's submissive nature took over and she found herself obeying immediately, feeling a tingle inside her. She looked up at her Mistress, placing her hands behind her back.

Chloe placed a hand on top of Zoe's head and leant her forward to meet the tip of her cock. Zoe's mouth opened automatically, allowing the shaft to be pushed inside. Chloe started rocking back and forth with her hips, fucking her girl's mouth.

"Can you take it all, slut? Let's see, shall we?"

Zoe whimpered as she felt the cock go deeper, hitting the back of her throat. She gagged a little but was able to not choke on the shaft as it pushed inside. She managed to angle her head just enough to take it, and only just managed to keep her hands behind her back. Chloe was impressed.

"Mmm...good girl, slut. You must have been practicing." She slid out, allowing Zoe to gasp for air.

"Th-thank you Miss Chloe", her girl panted.

"Get on the bed. Lie on your back." Zoe moved swiftly, lying down, watching her Mistress. She looked so different. It wasn't lost on Zoe the effort her Mistress had made on her appearance just for her. One minute she'd been her sexy, warm-hearted mistress, now a vampish Domme wanting to consume her soul.

Chloe knelt between Zoe's open thighs, pushing them wider which made her girl whimper at being so exposed. Chloe ran her thumb over Zoe's pussy lips, already wet, open, inviting. She pressed against her clit, making her moan.

"Are you ready, Slut?" Chloe asked rhetorically as she rubbed the blunt head against Zoe's slit. She leaned and slid the first few inches into her, making Zoe cry out. Chloe rocked a little, moving the shaft a little deeper each time until she was confident her girl could take it, then leant fully over her and thrust hard.

It knocked the wind out of Zoe, who grunted hard. Chloe propped her hands either side of Zoe's head and started to fuck her, using the whole length of the shaft to slide in and out of her girl, making her moan with each thrust. Zoe was clutching Chloe's arms, squeezing them as she took the cock over and over inside her. Her arousal was pitching, her cunt was leaking fluids around the shaft as it drove into her.

Chloe knelt back and took hold of Zoe's legs, lifting them, pinning them between Zoe and herself. Zoe could feel the change in angle, the deeper thrusts into her, causing each to hurt. There were tears forming in her eyes now.

"M-Miss Chloe..."

But her words fell on deaf ears. Chloe's face was impassive above her. This is what she'd asked for, her Mistress to fuck her, and now she was reaping the whirlwind.

"Wrap your legs around me," Chloe said. As soon as she did so, Chloe took hold of Zoe's hands and stretched her arms above her head, holding her wrists tight. She fucked Zoe hard and fast now, the thrusts short, urgent, pistoning in and out of Zoe. Zoe was crying, moaning screaming. Her whole body, every nerve ending felt on fire. The surge inside her felt like an unstoppable force of nature.

"Look at me!" Zoe realised suddenly her eyes were closed. She opened them, seeing her Mistress's harsh beautiful face. Zoe had never felt so owned, used. She was very aware of her collar in that moment.

"Cum, Slut!" Chloe spat on her face, triggering a huge rictus orgasm. Zoe's back arched, her groan was loud, strained, as she came. Chloe collapsed on top of her, burying her head in Zoe's shoulder, panting hard from breaking in her assistant.

Eventually, Chloe let go of Zoe's wrists, lifted her head to look at her girl, and smiled broadly. Zoe's lip was quivering as she gazed up at her mistress.

"Miss Chloe...that was...oh my god, that was..."

"I know dear slut. It was." She slowly unravelled herself from Zoe, sliding out of her and removing the harness. She lay next to Zoe, stroking her face.

"You are mine," she said.

"Yes, mistress. I am wholly yours. Yours to use, in any way you see fit, Miss Chloe." Chloe could tell that she was being completely sincere in her vow.

"Good girl. Now, go to sleep. I shall see you in the morning."

In the weeks leading up to the start of filming, Chloe had been taking acting and vocal lessons. Bethany Starr, no less, had been helping Chloe to learn how to act in front of the camera, to understand camera angles and framing. Zoe was not surprised to see that Chloe picked things up quickly, especially the Parisian accent she needed for her character. Chloe would often address Zoe in her screen voice to get used to it, making Zoe smile each time.

Zoe herself had read the script and was very aware of all the sex scenes involved. Even more so, her mistress was involved in a very steamy threesome with the main characters. She knew that Chloe already had Noa, playing Lulu, in her thrall and seeing Bethany Starr with her, she knew there was a sexual chemistry there, too.

Chloe had been provided with the rudimentary looking strapon which she would be using for filming, and had been practicing wearing it. Zoe had loved helping her into it, and to bend over the dining room table and be fucked from behind. Chloe had even set up a camera to work on her angles, to ensure the phallus was never on show.

"How does it feel, Zoe darling?" grunted Chloe between thrusts.

"Um... it doesn't feel like your regular ones Miss...umm.. but...... it's good Miss... oh god..."

Zoe couldn't help herself but look into the camera lens until her climax shook her, causing her eyes to close shut as she moaned loudly, pushing back on her mistress.

"It feels quite secure... even though the straps seem too high, don't you think?" said Chloe, as she slid out of her assistant.

"It does... give it... a more primitive aesthetic, Miss... like... its an invention still finding its way."

"Yes, good point. When the audience sees it, they aren't going to mistake it for a modern device!"

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Chloe asked Zoe to arrange a dinner party, inviting Noa and Bethany, for the Saturday evening before filming began on Chloe's scenes.

The two ladies arrived together, both dressed provocatively, as per Chloe's invitation. Noa wore a black and green Chinese print dress which hugged her body and restricted her stride, her strawberry blonde hair worn with a side parting, cascading over her shoulders. Bethany, her hair in its Louise Brooks style bob, was wearing a backless mini dress.

Both women felt overdressed though, when Zoe answered the door in a fishnet tube dress, with no underwear. The only other adornment was the leather collar around her neck.

"Good evening, ladies, thank you for coming!" smiled Zoe, inviting them inside.

"You look amazing in that, Zoe, nice to see you again love!" Said Bethany, in her natural South London accent. Noa stepped in and gave her a hug.

"You look ravishing, Zoe darling!" she said.

Zoe smiled and said, "Miss Chloe is waiting in the lounge, I'll show you the way."

The ladies followed Zoe through the house. It was the first time either had been there, and were taken by Chloe's style in furnishings and decor. There was a minimalist style, punctuated with modern, stylish furnishings and framed pictures along the walls.

Zoe walked ahead of them, and opened the door into a large room which was split between a living and dining area. Chloe herself was sitting on a sofa, reading a very dog-eared copy of the script. She was wearing a pair of black slacks, and a see-through mesh top, with a very visible, black lace bra underneath.