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Rose 3 Roses Life Changes

Rose 3 Roses Life Changes

by seeernv
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Rose walked across the street, the front door opening as soon as she stepped on the porch. She walked in, udders kneeling to the side, closing the door after Rose came in to look around. At least the room didn't smell like a bordello anymore and there seemed to be no pussy stains on the rug.

"Is the pathetic critter wearing underwear?"

"Yes, Miss Rose."

"We're going to an adult store for it to buy things to abuse and degrade itself. That means it will be aroused and leaking, so get rid of the undies. Dress and shoes are all that is needed."

"Yes, Miss Rose. Thank you, Miss Rose."

Udders immediately removed the dress, dropping the bra and panties to the floor before shimmering back into the dress. As per the nickname, the overweight housewife had large breasts that swayed nonstop, the nipples almost poking out of the material. Rose tried not to spit on the neighbor in disgust.

Rose was twenty-three, udders was a neighbor lady named Sally who was thirty-seven. Rose was physically fit, she and her husband doing Iron Man competitions. Sally's husband like a bit of love handles on his woman, Sally many pounds past that image. When licking shoes or crawling, udders was so out of shape, it kept making grunting and wheezing noises which irritated Rose to no end.

They went to the garage where Rose took the keys from udders. It was udder's car, but already udder was showing signs of arousal and not thinking clearly. Rose wasn't about to get killed because udders daydreamed of being humiliated in public while behind the wheel.

Yesterday, Miss Jenna, the dominant who controlled them both, offered udders a choice of either lick Rose to a climax or Rose could pick out items to abuse udders while udders happily paid the bill. Udders was so excited over either prospect, it came without approval from Miss Jenna. Considering what Rose witnessed so far since going into the neighbor's house that morning, Rose had seen enough of the hairy dense pussy, the woman overjoyed there was a witness to it being degraded by a woman in business attire. The only positive to Rose was gazing into the woman's exquisite, sensual, and all encompassing brown eyes and desiring to serve Miss Jenna as well.

Going into the adult store, Miss Rose in shorts, blouse, and sneakers, followed by udders in a flimsy dress and sneakers, Miss Rose silently handed a handbasket to udders before just walking up and down aisles.

She tossed a few items into the cart before asking the man behind the counter if they had chastity belts for a plus sized woman. He came around to see none, went into the back and came out with a package.

"Will this do?"

"Have a measuring tape handy? I don't think the pitiful critter here bothered to get dimensions before begging to come here."

A low moan told her udders was already wet, a glance showed udders licking its lips, the nipples almost ready to take out an eye of any unwary customer. The man returned, Rose not taking any action to do the work, the man having to measure the hips, waist, and added the chest area just to see the reaction.

Agreed it would work, Rose said they'd pay for it if he'd allowed it to be tried on while they were there. He opened the package, explaining to Rose how it worked, how it was placed, how it locked. After that, with udders holding the dress to its shoulders, legs apart, the man slid the dildo part easily into the soaking pussy, rivets already running down the bare legs. The belt was looped around and secured, Rose getting the keys.

The man left, returning with adult sized Depends decorated with rainbows and ducks on it, offering it to Rose for udder's drippings. Rose handed it to udders who had to put it on in full view of the man, Rose, and two customers who stood nearby watching. All this did was make udders shake with arousal.

"No cumming without permission, stupid udders. It did that yesterday and Miss Jenna is still angry at it. "

The clerk laughed, shaking his head, as he looked into the basket. He made a suggestion to swap out one item if the item was for the ugly dump holding its dress up for all to see. Then he helped Rose find more items before they went to the front, udders paying the amount with a shocked look on its face, but no objection. Mainly because Miss Rose kept using her phone to take videos for Miss Jenna, and as mentioned, udders really needed to get back into Miss Jenna's good graces if it was to be used and humiliated the way udders loved to be used and humiliated.

Leaving the store, Miss Rose drove to a fast-food place where she ordered lunch for herself, a cup of water for the stupid critter with her. The water was given, Miss Rose taking a sippy cup from her purse, poured the water into it while customers and employees watched, and handed the sippy cup to udders.

"Can't be trusted to use a straw?" an employee asked.

Rose lifted the dress to show the rainbow and duck decorated Depends.

"Still being diaper trained. It would piss on the floor if it wore no protection."

That got a laugh, udders shaking, unable to hold back the orgasm. Rose made sure it was all caught on video as her neighbor orgasmed without stimulation in a fast-food place where families gathered. Rose took her lunch to a booth, udders had to stand five feet away sipping from the sippy cup while Rose took her time eating and sending videos to Miss Jenna. Including a video of four frat boys making obscene body comments about udders while udders sipped water, trying desperately to not cum again.

On Thursday, instead of the job interview her husband knew about, Rose met with Miss Jenna to do some slave training, Rose excited over the idea of Miss Jenna thinking Rose might be good slave material. Rose still had no idea why, but when gazing into those brown eyes, it just seemed a natural way to please Miss Jenna.

Entering the warehouse, Rose discovered it was all D/s themed once past the offices. Rose stripped, placing her dress and hair clip into a plastic bin. She stood in her heels and stockings, arms behind her as she looked around.

Some people were hanging in various positions, others were in a lounge area where the furniture all appeared to be people in furniture positions. Sounds of slaps and cries of pain were heard from various places around the warehouse. Some people came over to talk to Miss Jenna as Rose observed this weird place dedicated to what she was growing to enjoy.

Miss Jenna handed Rose her collar, Rose kissing it before putting it around her neck, the jingle bells tinkling constantly. Miss Jenna handed a string of bells to her, Rose kissing it before pulling a loop around one stiff nipple and then around the other nipple, the string of bells tinkling with each movement. A leash was offered, Rose kissing it before attaching it to the collar, the end of the leash held for Miss Jenna's easy access.

"Noisy enough for you?" a man asked Miss Jenna, who laughed.

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"She's too quiet. This is the only way I can keep track of her."

When they moved off, Miss Jenna casually took the leash, leading Rose who made sure to keep up with the walk, Rose wondering what this sensual dominate planned for this eager submissive.

Two hours later, a sweaty Rose was sure Miss Jenna wanted Rose trained as a slave in one day instead of over time. Many strangers, some dressed, some obvious submissive, all watching as she obeyed, licking body parts and shoes, crawling after squeaky toys in competition of others, making bets on the winner an open event.

She worshipped four different pussies, each woman demanding different techniques, got pissed on twice, and did several tricks like a dog in heat. Rose was tired as Miss Jenna now led her to a counter where Miss Jenna sat on a stool, talking to a man on the next stool while Rose knelt at her feet.

Miss Jenna placed her shoes on the rung, tugged on the leash, Rose leaning over to lick the heels while her perfect dominate had a casual conversation. The thought of this being a normal, casual time, made Rose shudder with pleasure. If only.

Rose was led to another room where she was hosed down by two men holding garden hoses while Rose stood in a shower stall, Rose soaping up to be rinsed off again, Rose embarrassed yet dripping with arousal. She dried off, led to the front of the warehouse where Miss Jenna told her to keep her adornments on and get dressed.

"How was it?"

Rose took a moment to think as Miss Jenna drove onto a highway.

"Miss Jenna, it was mostly surreal, being as it was, and no one seemed to judge or get upset. It was different to have to have strangers give it a shower, but a memory to have. This submissive thanks Miss Jenna for this experience and memory."

"Still aroused?"

"Yes, Miss Jenna, this submissive is aroused at how you treat it and use it. That it was more or less in public, that is something this submissive is still processing."

"Why, Rose?"

"Miss Jenna, this one is known for being introvert, shy and quiet. This one thinks it is still quiet but had little thought than to please Miss Jenna. What happened this morning is not for the shy or introvert as many saw this one naked and obeying as well as doing sex acts. This one has never done some of those before."

"The more I dominate you, the more I like the response. You'll love the rest of today, Rose. Just can't tell your husband."

Rose as sure she'd never tell her husband about today. Or any day she was around Miss Jenna. She'd be divorced faster than she could spell the word.

They pulled into a parking garage where they entered into an elevator, getting out on the seventh floor to a company named Alpha, Inc. Miss Jenna was greeted by almost everyone as they went down a hallway, Rose's collar visible and sounding its jingles to all who were around. There would be no hiding who was the submissive in this relationship, not to anyone working here.

They approached a door where a blonde amazon stood. Rose blinked, the blonde hair, vivid blue eyes, classic beauty in a muscular six-foot frame was attention getting. The blonde opened the door and stood to one side in an at-ease position as Miss Jenna led Rose into a large corner office.

"Stewart! Where is the paperwork?"

"Middle of your desk, Miss Jenna. Tab has Rose's name on it."

"I can see you're in a bratty mood. I'm going to enjoy watching you over Rose's lap while she spanks your ass."

Miss Jenna flipped open the folder, handed it to Rose and pointed to another desk.

"That's your desk. Sign the paperwork so Stewart can get you started."

Rose did so, handing it to the blonde amazon who gazed at Rose like it would crush an insect. Rose simply looked back at her, the blue eyes not bothering her. Miss Jenna's brown eyes? Yeah, gazing into those made Rose all wet and eager to please.

"Don't make my job harder." Steward growled at her.

"I have no idea what your job is."

"Before you two duke it out and I have to get out the stun gun, get Miss Rose on the payroll."

Stewart left with the folder, Miss Jenna laughing.

"This will be interesting. By the way, Stewart is my secretary, which means she's our secretary considering you're my personal assistant. She's a former cage fighter just so you know she is no stranger to beating the crap out of others. You're only skill is of an instructor for three different martial art genres. I can see where you can't find a job with a limited clientele, but you will be useful for me."

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Stewart came in without knocking, sneering at Rose before looking at Miss Jenna to inform her Rose was now an employee.

"That's Miss Rose to you and the rest. As to your attitude, you can either concede and crawl over to lick her shoes, or you cannot, and you both will strip and duke it out. The loser is fired."

Stewart blinked several times.

"You know how tough I am, Miss Jenna."

"I know she eats your kind for lunch and then seeks a snack. You're useful here but I will not tolerate disrespect or troubling employees."

Stewart went to her hands and knees, crawling over to lick Miss Rose's heels, welcoming Miss Rose to the family. Rose stood in shock, confused as to what was going on. Miss Jenna explained Rose was available to Miss Jenna 24/7 in her new position. She was paid well, had good benefits, and perks, including servicing Miss Jenna on demand. Also, there were items Rose would use to prove obedience when Miss Jenna wanted, no matter who was in the room. Rose simply nodded agreement.

While Miss Jenna explained Rose's official duties of keeping Miss Jenna on track and organized, Stewart shifted to lick the other shoe. While Miss Jenna explained Rose's unofficial duties of being a full-time slave to Miss Jenna, Stewart shifted to kneel before Miss Rose, politely asking if there was anything else. Rose said no, the blonde amazon crawling several feet away before standing to see if either needed her. Then she went to her own desk, the actions and conversation just another day at the office.

Six months later, Rose was totally immersed in the lifestyle. All knew she was Miss Jenna's slave as well as personal assistant so there was no reason to hide her constant wearing of the jingle bell collar as it was referred as. All knew they had total obedience to Miss Jenna first, Miss Rose second, be the employee of that floor male or female, young or old.

The biggest issue Rose had was that instead of her thinking her husband spent too much time at work, her husband now claiming the same about his wife. It was common for Rose to get a call from Miss Jenna even on a day off, Rose having to go into work to help with a problem. In the evening, it meant going to Miss Jenna's house where she went into slave mode, proving obedience while giving Miss Jenna pleasure and satisfaction.

Mentioning it to Miss Jenna, the solution was to bring her husband to work one Saturday where it seemed Rose had to call an important client while Miss Jenna stared her brown eyes into his, talking about how important Rose was to the business.

He seemed confused as to why his wife had the PA position, she had no business training he knew of. Miss Jenna informed him his wife was hired for being organized and self-disciplined, for being intelligent and discreet. The business end was teachable and would incur long hours and days.

Before he knew it, he no longer had an issue with Rose working long hours. Even going for a week to a conference with Miss Jenna wasn't an issue.

The conference was real, Rose and Miss Jenna traveling first class the entire time. They simply skipped a few more boring meetings to sightsee, holding hands, and acting more like girlfriends than Mistress and slave. They made love long into the next morning like girlfriends rather than Mistress and slave. They chatted and laughed as girlfriends rather than Mistress and slave. Once back home, one existed to serve her Mistress in whatever way Mistress desired.

Stewart often was in Miss Jenna's house, Miss Rose in charge of spanking the blonde amazon who complained to Miss Jenna that Miss Rose was using her to experiment on all kinds of bondage and torture items. Miss Jenna told her to complain to Rose if there was a problem. Instead, Stewart crawled on all fours, thanking Miss Rose for the attention.

As she was so rarely home, one of the few times Rose saw udders was when Rose wore a form fitting leather suit, a mask over her eyes, leading udders into a room, the leash clipped to the chastity belt. Stopping, she tugged, udders kneeling up, the cage in plain view as well as the fact the pussy covered was still hairy.

The audience was Miss Jenna, udder's husband George, and Abby, George's girlfriend and the one he planned on divorcing wife Sally to take up with. Miss Rose knew about the contract, watched as George and Abby saw videos of Sally becoming udders or pathetic critter, orgasming without any stimulation than degrading insults.

All George had to do was sign the paperwork selling Miss Jenna all of the stock George owned in a company. George refusing, Miss Jenna telling him to look up cuckquean on his phone, spelling it for him, watching as George looked astonished at what it meant and the pictures of it. Abby squealed in delight.

George still refused to sign, Abby getting up, informing him she was tired of sneaking around with the man she loved. She wanted a real relationship, and here, he was handed all the answers. So what, sell the stock. He owned three other companies, all doing well. So what if the divorce wasn't needed, why spend the time and money on it now?

George didn't like when Abby was upset as she got bossy. Well, here was a perfect solution, Abby could be bossy with the wife. The same wife who could still cook, clean, and provide maid service as well as entertainment as they humiliated her, or better, had her humiliate herself. In the end, George signed the stock away, not happy with the pricing. He'd be less happy when he later found the paperwork was for a much lower price than he read. He had no idea Abby switched paperwork when his attention was on Miss Jenna's explanation of his wife being his to use as soon as the sale went through. Only the leash holder could give others approval to use udders, otherwise udders was to ignore the person.

George wasn't happy, Abby making him happy as she planned on having the stupid cow move its stuff to the basement and then go to Abby's place to pack up and move Abby's stuff into the house. Geroge would be a lot less happy to learn it was Abby behind the entire stunt, offering Miss Jenna valuable stock, due to double in value in a few more months, for a really cheap price in exchange for making the wife a non-issue as Abby wanted to control George and the other stock, and couldn't as long as George was concerned about Sally. Now, the plan was done, Sally being a slave within its own house, its husband and mainly the girlfriend, making life so miserable, hardly a day went by it didn't orgasm on its own.

Miss Rose still retained possession of the chastity keys, Abby not really needing the cow in the house to have an available pussy. Recently Abby did need Rose to come over to undo the chastity belt for an adjustment since udders lost almost thirty pounds and the belt was held on only by the dildo gripped inside the hairy pussy.

Rose did the adjustment, told Abby the area and belt should be cleaned before going back on, but Abby didn't care, the belt was on, udders kicked from its kneeling position to the floor, told to thank Miss Rose for being considerate. Instead of allowing the slave housewife the chance, Rose simply walked out the door.

Back at the office she walked to Miss Jenna's desk where Mistress was on the phone. Rose pulled the wheeled chair back, knelt, and kissed her Mistress's shoes before walking away to her own desk. When she hung up, Miss Jenna demanded an explanation from her favorite slave.

Relating what she had done, Miss Rose also said the smell meant udders needed a good cleaning, yet Abby wasn't allowing it. Udders also served through fear, her eyes full of desperation, not adoration like when Miss Jenna was there. Rose was simply thankful her Mistress was Miss Jenna and not someone like Abby.

Miss Jenna walked over to the desk and lightly kissed Rose on the lips.

"Don't be concerned over it. Udders is losing weight and gaining muscle from all she is doing, and her husband has noticed. Word is that he is more and more looking at his wife as his wife, and not the house slave. Abby may very well find herself out the door with little to show for her schemes."

It made Rose feel a bit better.

Rose's husband again complained his wife more or less living at work or Miss Jenna's place. A valid complaint, but one to be dealt with. Stewart stepped in, aware a happy Miss Rose meant a happy Miss Jenna which meant Sewart's life was happier.

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