Becoming a Lesbian Slave Ch. 06
Summary:
Climax: Amber is finally brought down.
Thanks to
Rosario Cardillo
for pushing me into returning to this epic story.
And thanks to: Ohdave1
and
Shuj
for editing.
Note 1:
In Part 1, Cassie is the owner of a New York bridal shop. Although in the past it's been very successful, recently its sales, and thus its profits, have declined severely during a recession. So she hires a young woman who has a stellar reputation for taking on failing businesses and turning them around into wildly successful ones. But she always demands total control of a business, at least temporarily, before she'll do anything at all for it. Cassie agrees to her terms in desperation, signs a contract, and from that moment on, even though within a week the customers and the money are flooding in, she watches her world falling apart, as the young woman (consistently referred to or addressed as
Ms.
Amber by absolutely
everyone,
far and wide) assumes iron control not only of Cassie's business, but also of her sex life, by training her to become a thoroughly submissive pet.
In Part 2, Cassie desperately tries to find her way out of her predicament, but instead, she falls deeper into submission, including becoming her secretary's pet, servicing a stranger at a hair salon, wearing a vibrating egg in public, and the surprising arrival of her mother accompanying Amber.
In Part 3, Cassie is worried her mother might get drawn into Ms. Amber's wicked ways, but she is surprised to learn her mother isn't who she thought she was... she is a dominant lesbian, and maybe, just maybe, she will have a solution to Cassie's predicament. In part to reintroduce herself to her daughter, one night the Mom takes her daughter to an upscale lesbian club called Le Cygne, where she learns to her astonishment that totally unlike her experiences with Amber, submitting to a Mistress can be delightful.
In part 4, Cassie submits to her mother in the lesbian club, and perhaps she finds romance with a beautiful limousine driver named Petra.
In part 5, Cassandra and her mom fly to meet Amber's mom and using a mixture of blackmail and seduction they turn her into their lesbian slave.
And now the next morning...
Becoming a Lesbian Slave Ch. 6
I knew I should be excited about getting my business back, finally defeating Amber, but I had been down this road before and each time I thought I had the upper hand it had backfired miserably... and I had paid the consequences each time.
So, while I had confidence in my mother, who seemed to have the same magical sexual aura as Amber, and brimmed with a similar confidence, I just couldn't get completely comfortable...especially with Amber's last texted threat that my mom was now in play.
Of course, Mom knew of this threat and we had a perfect ace up our sleeve with the seduction, domination and utter submission of Amber's mother Eleanor.
Yet, I was still nervous.
Things had blown up in my face many times before.
So, with cautious optimism, I walked into my office expecting to deal first with the full fury wrath of Amber.
"Where the fuck have you been?" Sophia, my secretary, asked, as I got out of the elevator.
"Good morning to you too," I greeted, smiling warmly, trying to hide my insecurities inside and also not give away any hint of what was to come.
While Sophia was a friend, she had become completely under Amber's spell and also took her new position of power gifted by Amber because of her obedience too far... as such I couldn't dare trust her with the plan.
"Seriously, Amber is furious," Sophia warned.
"She is always upset about something," I shrugged.
"Where were you?" Sophia repeated the question.
"Mom and I went on a day trip with no electronic devices," I answered, which was somewhat true. "It was quite liberating," I added, which was definitely true.
"Jesus, what's wrong with you?" she questioned, shaking her head at me.
"What do you mean?" I asked. "I can't remember the last time Mom and I spent a day together."
"I'm sure it was amazing, but you should have at least told Amber," Sophia said.
"I can't live my life totally around her," I said, "and neither should you."
She scoffed, "Do you remember what happened last time you got like this?"
"Got like what?"
"Cocky."
"I don't mean to be cocky," I said. "I just can't keep living on pins and needles."
"It's too late for that," she said.
"Well, I'll deal with the consequences," I said, "I'm not sure what else she can do to me that she hasn't already done."
"She is going to turn your mother," Sophia warned.
"My mother?" I questioned, acting like this was a surprise.
"Yes, she is going to punish you by turning your mother."
"I think my mom can handle herself," I said.
"Like you handled yourself?"
"That is uncalled for."
"Sorry," she said, softening her tone. "It's just Amber has taken over this shop and our lives."
"You're not as happy about it now?" I asked. "You seemed quite okay with it before?"
"It's gone too far," she said, tears beginning to roll down her face.
"What did she do to you?" I asked.
"I don't want to talk about it," Sophia said, the tears pouring out.
"Sophia, you can talk to me," I said, walking around the desk, pulling her up and embracing her in a big hug.
She cried into my arms.
"It's okay," I said.
"I'm so sorry for being such a bitch," she said, through sobs that made that sentence take some time to escape her lips.
"It's okay," I comforted. "Amber has turned us all into things we are not."
"But yet she has also turned us into what we are," she said, wiping tears from her eyes.
I laughed awkwardly, "I suppose there is some truth to that too."
"Regardless, she is on the warpath," she warned.
"I wouldn't expect anything less," I said, "but she has already taken away my shop, my pride and my dignity. There isn't anything left to take."
"Your mom."
"Oddly, I'm not really worried about that," I said.
"You should be," Sophia said. "As she fucked my ass she gave a detailed plan to dominate your mother and humiliate the both of you."
"I bet she did," I said, wondering actually what Amber's plan was.
"You got to warn your mom," Sophia stressed. "She doesn't deserve what is coming her way."
"I better give her a call," I said, giving Sophia one more hug. "Amber isn't here yet, is she?"
"No."
"Good," I said, before going into my office and to my desk.
I logged into my computer and started looking through recent e-mails and trying to get back into the routine of my business... which I hoped to have back very, very soon... since I didn't have to call my mom... she already knew Amber's plan.
I had to be patient though. Mom's plan was methodical and wouldn't begin until after lunch and that meant I would still have to deal with the wrath of Amber this morning.
I know it was pathetic, I know I shouldn't have been thinking like this, but as the nine o'clock hour passed and so did the ten o'clock hour, I began to feel a strange sense of disappointment.
Deep down, behind the facade of a strong woman was someone looking forward to one more domination... one more humiliation. I knew it was pathetic to think this way, to remotely want this, but my body continued to betray me.
I looked at the clock, 11:15.
I was supposed to make sure that Sophia was gone at lunch and text Mom when that occurred and if Amber was here.
Horny and hungry, I was thinking about taking a break and seeing if there was anyone at the lesbian glory hole when Amber stormed into the room.
"Bitch, where the fuck had you been?" she roared, as I got off the chair and dropped to my knees in a hurry, knowing I had to act like nothing had changed.
"Sorry, Mistress," I apologized, even as I felt a little wetness leak in my panties at just seeing Amber dressed in a sundress, heels and, of course, pantyhose.
"You didn't answer the fucking question," she said, walking to me and slapping me across the face.
"Mom and I went out of town for a day trip," I answered, having practised on the flight home the entire fake agenda yesterday.
"You went on a fucking day trip?" she asked, repeating my words. I always thought it was odd when someone asked a question based on the answer someone just gave.
"Yes, Mistress," I answered.
"And why the fuck did you not inform me?" she questioned, as she roughly grabbed my hands and pulled me up.
"Mom made it an electronics-free day," I answered, as she spun me around and bent me over the front of my desk. I quickly placed my hands on my desk but knocked over a bunch of files and pens.
"Are you fucking kidding me?" she asked, her fiery attitude still burning with anger as she flipped my dress up.
"Mom felt it would be good for me to de-stress and get in touch with nature," I said, a response I had practiced on the plane.
"Do you feel de-stressed?" Amber asked as she slapped my ass hard.
"I did yesterday," I replied as pain seared my ass cheek.
