Alice was in a daze as she finished prepping herself in the bathroom. Last night was hard both physically and emotionally. They had barely entered her house when Nicole removed her jeans and pushed Alice to her knees, still wearing her coat, her hands still cuffed behind her back, and demanded that Alice lick her to orgasm. That merely calmed Nicole down but did little to quench her thirst, so Alice had to repeat her performance several more times before spending a restless night tied spread eagle to her bed. The next morning Nicole strode into her room and without saying a word straddled her face as Alice methodically lapped her tongue over Nicole's sex for over an hour and a half.
After those events Alice felt broken and ashamed. Being Nicole's girlfriend and sex-toy was bad enough, having to seduce other women was something that, no matter how hard she tried, she could not do but, given Nicole's level of arousal, Alice knew it was something that Nicole wanted. As Alice lay in bed she felt she had to speak up, to try to set some boundaries to this perverted relationship or her level of exposure would have no limits. However her mind was not up to the challenge and her body lacked the stamina for the debate. Her argument about being only a flirt and an exhibitionist, and not very comfortable actively going after other girls, had been twisted by Nicole's lust into Alice wanting to only be the eye candy so if they hooked another woman's interest Nicole would do the introductions and take care of engineering their first encounter.
Alice felt that the rug was pulled out from under her as Nicole had once again outwitted her and set the foundation for yet another level of depravity in their relationship; her girlfriend was going to parade her around with the intent of playing matchmaker between her and any woman that expressed interest. Now, not only was Alice going to have to dress to impress other women but, instead of her having to talk and begin the relationships, Nicole was going to be calling the shots, pulling the strings, and after last night Alice knew she would be pulling the strings far more often than if Alice herself were setting the boundaries of these encounters.
Alice felt she had lost all control of her life to her lesbian mistress. Nicole was totally in charge of the relationship: Nicole controlled how she dressed, whom she talked to, how she acted, and now with whom she slept. All of this was bad enough but Nicole was also into bondage, photography, and voyeurism. The first meant that she was often bound when she was in the presence of Nicole or left restrained waiting for Nicole return. The second meant that she was usually photographed while she was restrained, had to pose for Nicole in revealing clothes or worse, while she was intimate with Nicole or others. And now the last reared its ugly head: Nicole was installing cameras in her bedroom.
Alice could not believe what was happening. She tried to object but she was still tied spread eagle to her bed and Nicole cut her off by placing her finger over Alice lips while caressing her breasts with the other.
"This is not open for debate puppet," stated Nicole firmly. "I want to be able to watch you anytime I want and with these cameras I will not only be able to keep an eye on you but you would will still be able to perform for me, even when I'm not physically with you. They will record your every movement and you will never know if I'm watching or not so you will always have to be performing for me."
Alice just looked at Nicole's set face, a slight smirk sitting under her hungry eyes. Alice twisted in her bonds and released a nervous whimper, she did not want to have to dress and act sexy when Nicole was not around and she did not want Nicole to take over her room, turning her childhood sanctuary into a monitored prison.
"Do you understand puppet? This is going to happen." growled Nicole as she began to pinch one of Alice's nipples.
Alice gasped and simply nodded yes, knowing she was not in a position to argue.
With Nicole's used panties stuffed into her mouth, Alice could only watch in a daze as Nicole turned her bedroom into her voyeuristic girlfriend's web-cam wet dream. Replacing her vanity mirror with a one-way mirror, like her closet doors, Nicole installed two cameras, one focused straight in front of the vanity and looking directly over the foot of the bed, and the second turned to the side having a clear shot of the space between Alice's bed and the closet as well as the mirrored closet doors. Two more cams were installed in her closet looking out over her whole room and a fifth camera installed on the corner wall looking out over her bed to the mirrored closet door. Basically every inch of her room, her private space, was covered by cameras recording her every moment and sending live feeds to Nicole's computer and smart phone. To make things worse the set-up came with two remote nanny cams that Nicole could hide around Alice's house, to make sure she was doing her cleaning duties correctly and that she was behaving property when Nicole was not there. Now Alice would have to wear that obscene maids uniform and prance around her house even when no one else was there, she would have to do it while home alone and have to walk around her house under the dress code in front of her mother and father. Alice would have no rest from Nicole's watchful eye.
Later, after she was released from her bonds to get ready, Alice couldn't help but sigh as she eyed one of the nanny cams. She did a final check of her make-up and straightened her clothes, if you could call them that. For Alice the outfit was a nightmare. Not only was it way too sexy but also it would require constant attention to keep it from becoming obscene. Nicole had decided on a western theme for her today and she now stood before her bathroom mirror in a pair of black cowboy boots with a one and a half inch heel, a too tight denim skirt, that was recently shortened, and was a mere 14 inches long, its hem sitting only two inches below her crotch. Alice ran her hands down her hips straightening out the skirt as she told herself to remember to take short steps to prevent the skirt from ridding up and under no circumstances could she bend over or her ass would be exposed; she did not want to think about how she was going to sit.
But what really worried Alice was her shirt: it was one of her old school uniform blouses left unbuttoned and tied just below her bust. But the shirt made her feel like her breasts were more exposed than covered. The long sleeves and cut of the shirt fully covered her arms and shoulders but because of the way it was tied, left the skin between her breasts exposed and, due to the location of the knot at the bottom of her breasts, just drew attention to that location. This meant Alice would be in a constant struggle between hunching over, leaving the shirt loose on her chest with the potential for someone to see her exposed nipples or pulling her shoulders back, making the shirt snug over her breasts and having her nipples visible through the sheerness of the shirt. So Alice's choices were: Stand tall and have her nipples show through the shirt, or hunch forward with her head down, keeping her breasts from showing through the shirt, but offering the potential of someone seeing her breasts through the gaping shirt.
However Alice's internal debate about what to do with her shirt was shattered when Nicole popped in the bathroom door.
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Alice bit her lower lip as she concentrated on not covering her chest as Nicole pulled her by the leash attached to her navel ring, down the street. Turning into the store only slightly relieved Alice's nervousness: even though the store stated it was an erotic boutique, Alice know it was really just an adult store.
To Alice's surprise, the inside was bright and looked more like an overly erotic Victoria's Secret than some sleazy sex store. Down the middle were racks of movies, magazines, books and video games. Looking around Alice could not believe its size or the number of items it held. On the far wall were the 'sex aids' and the row just in front of them was the clothing. And it was in this direction that Alice was pulled towards.
While some of the clothes looked presentable to be worn in public, most were meant for the bedroom, with items from sexy sleep wear to costumes ranging from sexy to sluttish. Alice just cringed as she looked at some of the clothing before her and hoped that she was not destined to wear them for one of her sessions with Nicole.
"Now that looks perfect," exclaimed Nicole as they stopped in front of a section dedicated to wedding night lingerie.
