Jenny hated her work as a "researcher" on the daytime quiz show. "Researcher" meant "dogsbody," and she had been a "researcher" on many shows, but this was the worst job ever. It wasn't the contestants - they were eager and polite as they always were on these types of shows. It wasn't the so called "experts" they used as part of the show, although some of them weren't too polite, or were too easily "starstruck" to be nice to work with. It was all caused by one person - "Slimey Dave," as he was referred to by the staff, or "Dynamic Dave Diamond" as his name was written in the credits. Dave Diamond was the presenter. An over-confident slick egotist! Dave Diamond wasn't his real name - he was really called Gary Bottomley, although he had tried to rid himself of that name many years before.
Always wearing a shiny silver suit, with slicked back hair, Dynamic Dave was a typical quiz show presenter. He was also one of the most arrogant and slimey people Jenny had ever met, and as she helped him in his presenting, making sure everything was in place, supplying details of the contestants, bringing him drinks and food as he demanded it, she had to spend a lot of time with him. Jenny desperately tried to spend as little time as she could with him in private - but even in public he could be a menace. He was a sex pest. A very unpleasant one.
Slimey Dave suffered from wandering hands. Groped any woman when alone with her. Told them it was her word against his if she complained, and he would win as he was far more famous, that her career was over if she opened her mouth. He expected sex. He threatened to end careers if the younger female staff didn't oblige. His language to women was terrible, saying all sorts of crude things, commenting crudely on their bodies and what he hoped to do to them. It had come to a head for Jenny when she was in his dressing room early on the first day of filming a new series. She had just brought his coffee which he expected and demanded each morning. Jenny was wearing jeans and t-shirt, her long black hair tied in a pony tail. At 5 foot 4inches, Jenny was slim, but shapely, stunning looking.
As Jenny put the coffee pot and cups on Slimey Dave's table, she heard the door shut behind her. She felt herself pushed over the table, and felt Dave's hand pushed between her legs, resting on her pussy as he held her over the table. "I bet your sweet wet cunt is tingling, waiting for my cock to fill it with my spunk..." Dave's voice was creepy and menacing. "I've fucked a lot of you sluts, but you're the hottest slut I've had working for me. I'm going to fuck your cunt, and your mouth, and your asshole. I know you are going to love it..."
Jenny had tensed expecting the worst, but was saved any further attention as there was a knock on the door and a voice shouted: "filming in two minutes, please, Mr Diamond."
Dave held Jenny over the table for a couple more seconds, whispered in Jenny's ear: "next time you're here I'm going to fuck you harder and better than you have ever been fucked before. You tell anyone about it and you are finished. For ever. Get it?" Dave's voice was menacing, but Jenny didn't reply.
At the end of the morning, instead of staying at the studio, Jenny went a block away to a small cafe and had lunch with Sophie. She told Sophie all about what had happened. Between them they knew something had to be done. Sophie was a strong person, very protective of her "pet" Jenny.
Jenny had met Sophie at an earlier job months before, on a different quiz show, a sporting quiz. It had been a much happier job, and Jenny had found the sports stars on the show much friendlier, much more willing to see "researchers" as real people. On one show there was a team of female rowers playing against a team of cricketers. She had to look after the rowers - 3 tall girls - amazons - all over 6 feet tall, strong, but remarkably friendly and grateful for all that Jenny did for them - keeping them in food and drink, keeping them calm for their recordings. One of the girls had been Sophie. Sophie was a tall, athletic, muscled, short haired amazon. Quiet, but friendly.
After the show the three girls decided to go for drinks and invited Jenny to go with them. There was nothing else to do, so she did, although felt out of place amongst the three "giants." They drank and chatted, making sure that Jenny didn't have to pay for a drink. In a girly way they quizzed her about people she had met, about the shows she had done, asking what the "stars" were really like. Jenny had made them laugh, but said nothing offensive about any of the people she had worked with.
Towards the end of the evening, the conversation took a strange turn. It was one of the other girls - Mandy - who asked Sophie the question. It was a strange question, which led to a strange conversation, a conversation Jenny said nothing in, but found herself being talked about. It was obvious the members of the rowing team spent a lot of time together and knew a lot about each other...
Mandy spoke after a pause in the conversation. "Sophie, you don't have a pet at the moment, do you?" Sophie agreed that she didn't. Mandy continued. "You like to have a pet that is completely obedient to you, don't you? Looks after your whims? Makes you happy, whatever way you want?" Again Sophie agreed.
Mandy continued. "Well, what about Jenny. She would make a good pet, don't you think?"
Jenny was stunned, not sure what this was about. She did like Sophie, and admired her, although rather awed by her.
"Go on, Sophie, tell her about it. I think she would be amazing." This time it was the third of the rowers, Charlie, who had spoken. "Do you want to hear about it, Jenny?"
Jenny was silent, not sure what was happening. But Sophie did tell her about it. She liked to have a female partner who would serve her, be her pet, obey her. She never hurt anyone but expected the pet to do whatever she wanted, and on the other hand she would care for the pet, making the pet happy and fulfilled as well. Jenny was stunned. But it didn't sound horrible. And she was free to leave whenever she wanted, and would leave with Sophie's blessing.
"You see..." Mandy explained, "...me and Charlie might be amazons, but she is a real domme..."
"So," Charlie continued, "you said you still live with your parents. Just phone them up and say you are moving in tonight. You'll collect your stuff in a few days."
Remarkably it was what happened. Jenny did move in that night, and never wanted to return to live with her parents. Her parents met Sophie and liked her. They had even heard of her, and saw the quiz on the telly! They thought they were just two women sharing a house together.
The truth was they were sharing a lot more together! Jenny felt well protected and cared for. And she took care of Sophie. Jenny accepted the rules. And Jenny felt fulfilled as she served. It had taken a couple of days before Sophie had seduced her, and they had ended up in a sixty nine on the floor, the hottest sex Jenny could remember. For the next few weeks Jenny had learnt Sophie's rather extravagant appetites, and was willing to fulfil them, if they took a bit of getting used to initially. Sophie would regularly expect Jenny to lick her pussy for an hour or so, Jenny having to tongue Sophie to orgasm several times. One day, Jenny came home to find Sophie on the bed, lying on her front, her ass raised up with a couple of pillows. Sophie ordered her "play with my rose..." It had taken Jenny a few moments to work out what she meant, but then spent the next hour caressing Sophie's asshole with her tongue. Thereafter it was always called "the rose." A couple of times Sophie had spanked Jenny. She had fucked Jenny with a strap-on, and once used the strap-on in her ass. Sophie always made Jenny cum when they were making love, but Sophie was always in control. Once, when Mandy and Charlie had been at the flat, Sophie had stripped Jenny, tied her to the settee with silk cloths, and for the entire evening had left her there with a vibrator humming in her pussy. Jenny forgot how many times she had cum as the other girls giggled affectionately at her. On a few occasions Sophie had simply left Jenny tied to a bed for the evening when she went out with a vibrator inside her.
There was no question - Sophie was the domme, but to her pet a very generous one, and one which made Jenny feel totally fulfilled. Ad for Jenny the best was when they were lying in bed naked together, Sophie wrapping her arms around her in a very protective way.
By the end of lunch, after Jenny had told Sophie all about "Slimey Dave" they had a plan sorted out. A plan Jenny put into action as soon as she returned to the studio.
Jenny sought out Dave Diamond, but in the cafe where others were, and asked for a private word. Dave was sat with the producer and assistants, and made some crude joke about Jenny "...being really special in private places with special private places..." looking directly at her crotch as he said it, brazenly so everyone could see where he was looking. As Jenny walked away, the producer rolled his eyes to her when she glanced back - everyone knew what "Slimey Dave" was like.
Jenny spoke to Dave by the door as they entered the studio. She told him she had thought about it, and would like to spend some time with him. That she had spoken to a friend of hers who had seen him on the telly, and who would love to spend time with him as well. Perhaps they could both come over to his flat that evening to give him the threesome of his life? About 8pm?
