{"loaderData":{"4":{"story":{"id":"b5f2580c-9d5e-4b80-8b53-0b13e1b97817","seriesId":"f7968ef9-58d1-40cd-ba5f-ea97ceaa6134","seriesName":"Rose's Descent","currentUserId":"00000000-0000-0000-0000-000000000000","added":"2020-11-08T19:47:01.92Z","title":"Rose's Descent","slug":"roses-descent","shortId":"9Zrg4whL","authorNote":null,"disclaimer":null,"type":"Short","paidUrl":null,"synopsis":"A drunken one-night stand with her boss sends Rose’s life spiralling out of control. The quiet, innocent girl soon finds herself descending into a world of abuse, pain and humiliation of the kind she could never dreamed existed.","partCount":1,"parts":[{"partId":"891b0f7f-7cd6-4dda-a7ab-d1f1e501558e","title":null,"summary":"The cobbled path\nwould have been difficult enough to walk on in these heels even before the sea\nof c","wordCount":9371,"readTime":47,"number":1,"state":"Published"}],"currentPart":1,"contentTitle":"Chapter 1","content":"

The cobbled path\nwould have been difficult enough to walk on in these heels even before the sea\nof cocktails she had drunk that evening, Rose thought to herself as she\nstruggled to maintain her balance. But despite her light head and unsteady\nfeet, she knew she had no regrets about how the evening had gone. This was the\nfirst time she had felt genuinely happy in months.

\n\n

She felt a strong arm\ntake hers and prop her upright, guiding her to the door of the impressive\ntownhouse that loomed over her. Rose looked up at her new friend who had made all\nthis possible and gave her a sheepish smile.

\n\n

‘Th-thank you\nEvelyn,’ she slurred in her thick Irish accent ‘I'm sorry I've g-got so drunk.’

\n\n

‘That's quite alright\nmy dear,’ Evelyn smiled back ‘it happens to the best of us, now let's get you\ninside and more comfortable shall we?’

\n\n

Once Evelyn had\nunlocked the door, Rose stumbled through into the living room and collapsed in\na heap on the sofa. As Evelyn locked up and made her way into the kitchen, Rose\nlay back and thought over the events that had led her to this point, almost\nlaughing at how insignificant they now seemed.

\n\n

Her troubles had all\nstarted around a year ago, when feeling bored and trapped by her strict\nCatholic upbringing, she had left the small village in rural Ireland she had\ngrown up in and gone to start an exciting new life in London.

\n\n

She was so thrilled\non that first day as she picked up the keys to her small studio flat and at\nfirst everything seemed to slot perfectly into place. The flat wasn't exactly\nluxury but it would do and within a month of looking, she managed to get a\nposition on a paid internship writing for a well-known fashion magazine.

\n\n

The job paid enough\nto cover her rent and for her to start really enjoying living in the big city.\nRose was a pretty girl, her pale skin, slim but full physique and natural\nblonde hair had always been popular with the boys and now was no different. She\nreceived plenty of male attention and soon began dating Scott, one of the\nwriters at the magazine. He was handsome, funny and made her feel giddy with\nexcitement. Frankly he was just her perfect man.

\n\n

Being a talented\nwriter who had years of experience at her local paper back home, Rose excelled\nand was by some distance the best intern that year. She was seeing a great guy,\nliving in a buzzing, vibrant city and was almost guaranteed her dream job at\nthe end of the internship. Life was looking pretty damn good for her.

\n\n

But that bitch had\ntaken it all away. That bitch was Jennifer, another of the interns at the\nmagazine. She was nowhere near as talented as Rose and knowing that she wasn't\ngoing to get a job at the end of the internship made her incredibly\njealous. What Jennifer lacked in ability, she made up for with her looks.\nShe was like a Barbie doll with her platinum blonde hair, huge busty tits and\nface constantly plastered in layers of make-up. Her flirtatious nature also\nmade her very popular with the men in the office and this is how she made her\nmove.

\n\n

Two months before the\ninternship finished Jennifer began an affair with the magazine's editor and\nbefore long her articles and interviews started to get more and more prominent\nwhile Rose was reduced to writing the crosswords. It was no surprise that when\nthe internship came to an end, Rose's dream job ended up going to Jennifer,\nleaving her devastated.

\n\n

If Rose thought\nthings couldn't get any worse, she was sadly mistaken. Not content with just\ntaking the job, Jennifer seemed to have developed some kind of personal\nvendetta against her.

\n\n

Two weeks after Rose\nlost her position at the magazine, she came home to find Scott and Jennifer\ntogether in her bed. In a rage she kicked them out and slammed the door behind\nthem, but she would never forget the insolent smile Jennifer gave on her way\nout, leaving Rose in no doubt as to who had come out on top.

\n\n

Rose was completely\nheartbroken at Scott's betrayal and cried herself to sleep for almost a week.\nEventually though she pulled herself together, resolved to hold her head high\nand get out there to find herself a new job at another magazine. However to her dismay, she soon found that Jennifer\nhad used her new contacts in the industry to spread vicious rumours about how\nRose had stolen HER boyfriend! She completely twisted the facts and pretty much\nblacklisted her from every major fashion publication in the city.

\n\n

After months of\nfruitless searching Rose gave up hope of ever landing that dream job. She even\nhad to take a minimum wage secretarial position at a small financial firm which\nate up most of her time and only just covered the rent.

\n\n

Rose was at an\nabsolute low; her dream had turned into a nightmare and this forced her into a\nspiral of depression. When she wasn't working her at her mind numbingly tedious\njob or crying her eyes out at the mess her life had become, she did consider\ngoing home. But after making such a big deal of leaving for a new life she\ncouldn't face returning as a failure. Just as she began to give up hope of ever\nbeing happy again, she met Evelyn.

\n\n

At first Rose had\nbeen intimidated by her. Evelyn came into the firm as her new manager and\ninitially came across as quite strict. She looked to be in her early 30’s, was\nvery well spoken and, though she was classically beautiful, had a large\nimposing frame that gave her a real air of authority.

\n\n

Rose was nervous\naround her to begin with however she soon realised that her first impression\ncouldn't have been more wrong. Evelyn seemed to take a special interest in her\nand always found time for a chat. She could tell Rose was having a hard time\nand invited her out for a few drinks to cheer her up.

\n\n

After being starved\nof human companionship since Scott had left, Rose eagerly accepted and was\ngrateful for the chance to let her hair down. One Friday after work they headed\ndown to a local cocktail bar and a couple of drinks soon turned into a full\nblown night on the town. As the drinks flowed the conversation\nsoon turned to their personal lives and, spurred on by five or six cocktails,\nRose burst into tears and poured out her heart to the first person who had\nshown her any kindness in months.

\n\n

Evelyn sat and\nlistened to all of her problems, allowing her to vent her frustrations and\noccasionally touching her arm or commenting reassuringly. When Rose was\nfinished Evelyn took her hand and calmly assured her that everything would be\nOK, she was there for her and would help in any way she could. Evelyn told her\nthat she even had some connections in the fashion industry so would be able to\nvouch for her and maybe give her another shot at her dream job.

\n\n

At last Rose could\nsee light at the end of the tunnel. She was no longer alone; finally she had a\ngenuine friend in this unfamiliar city and even a possible route back into the\nfashion industry. After months of hell things were finally looking up for her and\nshe couldn't be happier.

\n\n

Rose celebrated her\nnew-found happiness with another round or three of drinks, all generously paid\nfor by Evelyn. As she didn't make any of the orders herself she had no idea\nwhat she was actually drinking but she enjoyed it all the same. Strangely\nEvelyn didn't seem to be affected anywhere near as much as her even though she\nmatched her drink for drink, but Rose just thought she was imagining it and\ncarried on enjoying what had turned out to be a perfect evening.

\n\n

Once the bar closed,\nEvelyn decided that Rose was far too drunk to return home by herself and\ninsisted that she stay the night at hers. She was always so considerate, Rose\nthought to herself. That was how she had found herself here; reclining on\na comfortable sofa, finally feeling good about herself and looking forward to\nseeing what the future held. Her thoughts snapped back to the present as she\nheard Evelyn calling from the kitchen.

\n\n

‘Would you like\nanother drink dear?’

\n\n

‘Err yeah, s-sure,’\nRose slurred in reply.

\n\n

She heard a drink\nbeing poured and a moment later Evelyn returned, handing her a generous glass\nof clear liquid with a single ice cube. As Evelyn sat down next to her she\nnoticed that she hadn't poured one for herself.

\n\n

‘Aren't you having\none?’ Rose asked in confusion.

\n\n

‘Goodness no, I've\nhad far too much already,’ Evelyn chuckled ‘but please go ahead.’

\n\n

Rose shrugged, put\nthe glass to her lips and sipped deeply. She felt a familiar burning sensation\nas the spirit passed down her throat. As she drank it down Evelyn looked at her\nand chuckled.

\n\n

‘Good isn't it,’ she\nremarked as Rose brought the glass away from her mouth ‘Come on now drink up, its\nexpensive stuff.’

\n\n

Rose felt like she’d\nhad enough but took another sip out of politeness. Her eyes widened in surprise\nas Evelyn leaned over and tilted the glass upward, forcing the remaining liquid\ninto her mouth.

\n\n

‘There we go, you\ncan't be wasteful now,’ Evelyn insisted ‘that's a £200 bottle of 80% proof gin\nyour drinking!’

\n\n

Rose coughed and had\nto force herself not to choke on the strong alcoholic spirit.

\n\n

‘Haha,’ she\nspluttered, seeing the funny side ‘you didn't tell me that!’

\n\n

She regained her\ncomposure, put the glass on the counter and exhaled deeply. Through her drunken\nhaze she gazed at Evelyn fondly, struggling to conjure the words to express her\ngratitude.

\n\n

‘Look Evelyn,’ Rose\nstarted ‘I j-just wanted to say… you've been so good to me… I really am\ngrateful…’

\n\n

She felt herself\nstart to well up again and tears came unbidden to her face.

\n\n

‘Hey,’ Evelyn said\nsympathetically, putting a hand on her shoulder ‘Come here.’

\n\n

‘Thank you!’ Rose\ncried, leaning forward into her embrace; Evelyn pulled her in close so that the\nsoft flesh of her breasts pressed against Rose’s cheek. Time seemed to stand\nstill as they lay there together, each enjoying the others closeness.\nEventually Rose made to get up, but in her drunken state only succeeded in\nshifting slightly so her head rested on Evelyn’s shoulder.

\n\n

She found herself\nlooking into the face of the woman who had saved her from despair. Evelyn was\nsmiling back down at her with a caring, almost motherly affection and it may\nhave been the drink talking but Rose noticed for the first time how beautiful\nshe was. Her flawless, pale face was perfectly framed by her long brown hair\nwhich ran down to her shoulders. As Rose stared up her eyes lingered on her\nstriking, bright red lips…

\n\n

Suddenly Evelyn\nleaned forwards and kissed her, their lips locking together for just a moment.

\n\n

Rose gasped and\nrecoiled in shock. She couldn't believe what was happening, maybe she had been\na little curious in the past but she was certainly no lesbian! Rose hesitated,\ntorn between her gratitude towards Evelyn and the fact she knew this wasn't\nsomething she wanted to do.

\n\n

‘Shhhh,’ Evelyn\nwhispered sensually ‘It's alright don't be scared. Let me take care of you; just\nrelax and let it happen.’

\n\n

She didn't know if it\nwas because of the drink, a need to be cared for or just maybe that deep down\nshe found the idea exciting; but the next time Evelyn leant in Rose allowed her\nlips to part and returned the kiss. She let Evelyn's tongue explore her mouth\nand felt herself grow wet as wandering hands ran under her clothes.

\n\n

Their mouths broke\napart and Rose felt strong hands take hold of her head gently. She offered no\nresistance as she was guided slowly down the length of Evelyn's body and her\nhead pushed between the older woman's thighs. Rose allowed her face to be\nworked under Evelyn's short skirt until she was just inches from her pussy.

\n\n

‘Go on dear, you know\nwhat to do,’ Evelyn encouraged.

\n\n

Rose had always been\nquite shy so had never given oral sex before on either a man or a woman. She\nfelt the butterflies in her stomach and tried to ignore her disbelief at the\nsituation as she got to work, lapping at Evelyn's pussy eagerly.

\n\n

She was inexperienced\nbut Evelyn was on hand to guide her to the right spot. Rose licked and probed\naway at her, following Evelyn's instructions and hearing her moans grow louder\neach time. Soon Evelyn ground Rose's face firmly into her pussy and cried out\nas she rode her to orgasm.

\n\n

Breathing deeply as\nshe regained her wits, Evelyn pulled the young girls head out from between her\nlegs and looked down on her for a moment. Rose too needed to get her breath\nback try to process the fact that she had just licked another woman's vagina.

\n\n

Evelyn allowed Rose\nto sit up straight again and smiled at her mischievously.

\n\n

‘Your turn,’ she\ngrinned.

\n\n

‘Look I'm not sure…’\nRose began, but was silenced by Evelyn's finger at her lips.

\n\n

‘Hush now, sit back\nand enjoy it darling.’ Evelyn said, manoeuvring herself on top of the small\nIrish girl.

\n\n

Rose was terrified,\nliterally shaking and gripping onto the sofa for support. Pleasuring Evelyn had\nbeen one thing but this felt even more intense. She wanted desperately to say\nno but felt powerless and overwhelmed by the whole situation.

\n\n

She trembled as\nEvelyn reached underneath her dress and pulled her panties down to her knees.\nThen she felt Evelyn's hand reach back between her legs and push three fingers\nforward into her wet pussy. The sudden intrusion felt uncomfortable at first\nbut as Evelyn expertly probed away at her and began slowly thrusting her hips\nforward, the discomfort gave way to waves of ecstasy that crashed over her.

\n\n

Evelyn's nimble\nfingers brought Rose to orgasm more quickly than anyone had before, forcing her\nto arch her back and cry out loudly as she experienced the most intense\npleasure of her short life so far.

\n\n

Within minutes it was\nover and Rose felt Evelyn pull away from her. As she lay there trying to\nprocess what had happened, she felt a sense of great weariness descend as the\nevents of the evening finally caught up to her. The next few minutes passed as\na blur, probably through a combination of the alcohol and shock at the night's\nexperiences. She was dimly aware of being undressed, led upstairs and helped\ncarefully into a comfortable bed.

\n\n

As Rose's world began\nto blur and she felt her consciousness slipping away, her final memory was of\nEvelyn looking down at her sleeping with a look of almost amusement on her\nface. Rose went to say something but found that she no longer had the energy\nfor coherent speech so just mumbled to herself. By the time Evelyn leant down\nto kiss her goodnight, she was already unconscious.

\n\n

………………………………………………………………………………………………………….

\n\n

Hours later Rose was\ndragged from her slumber by the mid-morning sun piercing its way through the\nhigh set bedroom window and onto her face. As she regained consciousness she\nwas instantly hit by the pounding headache drumming away inside her skull. She tried to go back to sleep but her parched\nthroat cried out for water and wouldn't let her settle. So reluctantly she\nswung her legs out of bed and pulled herself up.

\n\n

Christ she thought,\nwhat the hell happened last night? The last thing she remembered was getting\nout of a taxi and stumbling into Evelyn's house. Rose cursed herself for\ngetting into such a state, in front of her boss as well! She would never live\nthis down if the girls in the office found out.

\n\n

Operating on\nautopilot she made her way down the stairs and into the kitchen; where she\nfumbled around in the cupboard until she found an empty glass. She filled it\nwith ice cold water from the tap and gulped it down greedily. Once she finished\nthe glass she filled it again and sipped slowly, her thoughts turning back to\nlast night.

\n\n

She was sure there\nwas something missing, something big that had happened but evaded her memory.\nWhat was it, Rose thought to herself; Evelyn helped me inside, we sat down,\nwait did I start crying again? All of a sudden memories of the night started\nflooding back, with horror she remembered the intimate encounter with vivid\ndetail.

\n\n

She wasn't a lesbian,\nbut Evelyn had made her feel so safe, made it all feel natural. Rose was\novercome by shame and fear of what she would say to Evelyn when she saw her\nnext. As her worries rattled around in her\nhead, Rose glanced at the fridge and noticed a handwritten note pinned to the\nfridge. It read:

\n\n

Rose,

\n\n

Thank you for a\nwonderful evening, I really enjoyed myself. As did you it would seem!

\n\n

Sorry to leave you\nall alone but I have a few things I needed to take care of. I would love it if\nwe could meet up for lunch though, after last night we have a few things to\ntalk about.

\n\n

I will be at the bar\nwe visited yesterday at 13:00. Please be there on time and don't order until I\narrive.

\n\n

Evelyn x

\n\n

Oh God Rose thought,\nwhat must she think of me? It was going to be incredibly awkward and seeing\nEvelyn again so soon was the last thing she wanted, but she owed it to her to\nlet her down gently and it was probably best to get it out of the way anyway.

\n\n

Rose's eyes darted up\nto the clock, 11:30 she thought. It was a least a 45 minute walk into town so\nshe would have to hurry. Hopefully a warm shower would clear her head a bit and\nget remove the worst of the hangover.

\n\n

Rose got ready\nquickly, to her annoyance Evelyn hadn't remembered to leave any hot water so\nshe had to make do with a cold one before dressing hurriedly and making her way\nout of the door. She arrived at the bar with plenty of\ntime and was shown to a table by the waiter. Remembering what Evelyn had said\nin the note she declined his offer to order and waited for her friend to\narrive.

\n\n

The minutes ticked by\nand still she hadn't arrived. Rose was feeling increasingly dehydrated and she\nwas desperate for a glass of water. The longer she waited the worse her\nhangover felt. Once 40 minutes had passed she was almost at the point of\nignoring the request when to her relief, Evelyn walked through the door and\ntook the seat opposite her.

\n\n

‘Hello dear,’ Evelyn\nsmiled as she sat down ‘How are you feeling?’

\n\n

‘I've been better!’\nRose croaked in response ‘Do you mind if we order some drinks? I'm dying here.’

\n\n

‘Yes I think that would\nbe a good idea,’ Evelyn replied, signalling to the waiter.

\n\n

‘Good afternoon\nMadame,’ the waiter began with a strong French accent ‘What can I get you?’

\n\n

‘Can I order a large\nlemonade with plenty of ice please?’ Evelyn asked pleasantly.

\n\n

‘Yes of course, and\nfor your friend?’

\n\n

‘She will have two\nshots of tequila and a double vodka and coke, but hold the ice on that one\nplease.’

\n\n

The waiter raised an\neyebrow at the odd request but being a consummate professional he simply nodded\nand thanked them for their custom. Rose was dumbfounded at Evelyn's audacity, was this some kind of joke?\nShe was too shocked to even complain as the waiter made up the order and placed\nit down in front of them. Evelyn took an exaggerated sip of her refreshing\nlemonade and smacked her lips loudly.

\n\n

‘Is this supposed to\nbe funny?’ Rose asked incredulously ‘you know I'm not going to drink these. I\ncan't even stomach the thought of more alcohol after last night!’

\n\n

‘Oh it's no joke my\ndear,’ Evelyn chuckled ‘and I assure you that you will be drinking them. After\nwhat went on last night I think you'll be listening to me quite intently from\nnow on.’

\n\n

Rose sighed, she had\nexpected a reaction after their moment but this was very strange. Maybe she\nwouldn't be able to take the gentle route, if Evelyn was going to behave like\nthis she might have to get firm with her.

\n\n

‘Look Evelyn,’ she\nbegan ‘I think we both know last night was a mistake. I had so much to drink\nand…’

\n\n

‘You're from a\nCatholic family yes?’ Evelyn interrupted, running her finger slowly around the\nrim of her glass ‘a strict one at that if I recall?’

\n\n

Rose was taken aback.\n‘Err yes I am, but I don't see how that affects what happened?’

\n\n

‘Oh I'm sure it\ndoesn't,’ Evelyn said, reaching into her bag ‘I was just wondering what they\nwould think about seeing this.’

\n\n

She produced a sleek,\nblack handheld tablet and placed it in front of Rose. On the screen there was\nan image of a young blonde woman, legs spread and crying out as she was\npleasured by another woman. With horror she realised that the woman in the\npicture was her!

\n\n

Rose opened her mouth\nto respond but made no sound, her mind whirled as it struggled to process what\nwas happening.

\n\n

‘I mean, correct me\nif I'm wrong but I don't think they'd be very happy at all,’ Evelyn went on,\nher voice betraying just a hint of amusement ‘In fact I think they'd be very\nangry indeed. I wouldn't be surprised if they completely disowned you!’

\n\n

Rose felt fear stab\nat her heart; she knew Evelyn was right, if her extremely conservative parents\never saw this she would be dead to them. How could she have been so stupid?

\n\n

‘Now imagine if that\nwere to happen and you were for some reason put out of a job,’ Evelyn continued\nsuggestively ‘what would you do with no way to pay your rent and no home to go\nback to? Why, you’d be forced out onto the streets you poor thing!’

\n\n

Rose swallowed and\ntried to regain her composure. She knew suddenly that her life as she knew it\nwas on the line. ‘W-what do you want,’ she squeaked.

\n\n

‘My dear you really\nmust listen,’ Evelyn replied, her voice dripping with menace ‘I want you to\nfinish those drinks.’

\n\n

Trying to ignore the\nrising panic, Rose attempted to think of a way out of this mad situation. The\nwoman she thought of as her only friend now had her caught between a rock and a\nhard place with seemingly no escape. Until she could figure a way out of this,\nRose realised she had no choice but to accept the lesser of two evils and do as\nEvelyn wanted.

\n\n

Her hand trembled as\nshe pinched the first shot glass between her fingers. Taking a deep breath, she\ntipped the liquid to the back of her throat and grimaced at the burning\nsensation as she swallowed. The taste was as vile as Rose had imagined in her\nhungover state and she struggled to keep it down.

\n\n

‘Now the rest,’\nEvelyn instructed.

\n\n

Ignoring the nausea\ncreeping up her throat she forced herself to knock back the second shot, and\nthen spluttered as she washed it down with the vodka and coke. Once she had\nfinished, Rose shuddered and took a deep breath, just about managing not to\nthrow up over her feet.

\n\n

‘Good girl!’ Evelyn\nbeamed.

\n\n

As Rose slowly came\nto her senses, the waiter returned and asked if they would like any food.\nEvelyn ordered a medium rare steak for herself and a plain, un-dressed salad\nfor Rose along with another double vodka and coke.

\n\n

‘Don't worry,’ she\nadded with a smile ‘you can take your time with this one.’

\n\n

The second drink did\nlittle to quench her thirst; in fact it just seemed to make her more\ndehydrated. As she sipped at the lukewarm liquid, Rose began to feel quite\nlightheaded and realised that the alcohol was starting to take effect. \nHer mouth though still felt dry and sticky; she was desperate for refreshment\nand found herself looking longingly at the icy lemonade sat on the opposite\nside of the table.

\n\n

‘Do you want some?’\nEvelyn asked mischievously ‘I bet this looks pretty good right now doesn't it?’

\n\n

Rose nodded\nenthusiastically. ‘Please, I'm so thirsty,’ she pleaded.

\n\n

Evelyn pretended to\nconsider for a moment. ‘Well alright then, since you've been such a good girl\nfor me. Lean over the table,’ she commanded.

\n\n

Realising the\nposition she was in, Rose bit back her retort and leaned forward so that her\nhead was about halfway across the table.

\n\n

‘Come on now, all the\nway,’ Evelyn encouraged.

\n\n

Spurred on by the\nthought of cold lemonade, Rose stood up from her chair and leaned right across\nso that she was almost lying on the table and her head was directly in front of\nthe icy glass. She could see the victory in Evelyn's eyes.

\n\n

‘Open wide,’ Evelyn\nsaid smirking.

\n\n

Obediently Rose\nopened her mouth and rolled out her tongue. Evelyn reached forward and used\nthree fingers to retrieve a single cube of ice from the drink in front of her.\nShe then placed it delicately in Rose's mouth and carefully pushed her jaw shut.

\n\n

Rose tried to ignore\nthe odd looks she was getting from neighbouring tables as she slid back into\nher seat. She certainly didn't regret leaning over, the ice in her mouth washed\naway the dryness and felt so good that it brought tears to her eyes. It was bizarre that even though this woman was\nhumiliating her, Rose still felt incredibly grateful for the refreshing ice\nthat she was enjoying so much.

\n\n

‘Thank you,’ Rose let\nout grudgingly, working up the courage to continue ‘Look Evelyn…’

\n\n

‘Mistress,’ Evelyn\ninterrupted ‘I think you should address me as Mistress when we’re not at work.’

\n\n

Rose swallowed her\npride and started again. ‘Yes of course, I-I’m sorry. Mistress, what do you\nwant from me?’

\n\n

‘What I want my\ndear,’ Evelyn said matter-of-factly ‘is to control you.’

\n\n

She paused for effect\nbefore continuing.

\n\n

‘As you may have\nnoticed I am a lesbian, but I have some quite particular tastes. You see as\nmuch as I enjoyed our fun and games last night, what really turns me on is\nbeing able to dominate someone. Especially a beautiful little thing like you.’

\n\n

She flashed Rose a\npatronising smile.

\n\n

‘For me there is\nnothing hotter than being in complete control of someone else. To have them do\nwhatever you say no matter how much they hate it. To hurt them, humiliate them,\nto use them. Essentially, to own them…’

\n\n

She stared Rose in\nthe eye and said seriously.

\n\n

‘As I now own you.’

\n\n

A deep dread came\nover Rose as she realised the gravity of her predicament. Evelyn was some kind\nof pervert who wanted to use her for sexual arousal. The worst thing was, Rose\nhad no choice but to let her.

\n\n

‘Now let me lay this\nout for you,’ Evelyn went on ‘from now on you will do everything I say without\nquestion. No matter how humiliating or disgusting you find it you will listen\nto me, or face a harsh punishment. Understand?’

\n\n

Rose nodded.

\n\n

‘Good. In return,\nthat video will never see the light of day, your family will still love you and\nyou get to keep a roof over your head. Plus I wasn't lying about the contacts I\nhave in fashion; once I've had my fun with you I can still help you get the job\nyou've always wanted.’

\n\n

Evelyn extended her\nhand

\n\n

‘Is that a\ndeal?’

\n\n

Rose hesitated for a\nmoment, but not able to see a way out of it, she grasped Evelyn’s outstretched\nhand and shook eagerly.

\n\n

‘Deal,’ she said with\nan exaggerated smile.

\n\n

In truth the thought\nof terrified her, but she supposed that if Evelyn helped to get her dream job\nand deleted that damned video once she had got her kicks, it would be worth it\nin the end.

\n\n

‘Good, I knew you'd\nbe no trouble,’ Evelyn breathed, visibly relaxing into her chair ‘ahhh I've\nbeen waiting for this for a long time.’

\n\n

‘Really?’ Rose\nquestioned, not quite understanding.

\n\n

‘Oh yes, I knew from\nthe moment I laid eyes on you that I had to have you.’ She reminisced\nthoughtfully ‘the day I walked into that office you were there, such a timid\nlittle thing. Avoiding my stare and smiling politely. So beautiful but you\ndon't quite realise it, I knew you would be a perfect little toy for me to play\nwith.’

\n\n

Evelyn stared off\ninto space for a moment leaving Rose staring uncomfortably and feeling\nincreasingly uneasy about what she was hearing. Eventually the older woman's\nthoughts returned to the present and her face broke into a devilish grin.

\n\n

‘Now, something you\nwill learn is that I'm very fond of a good foot rub.’ Evelyn started ‘I think\nthat would be a lovely way for you to pass the time until our food arrives.’

\n\n

She slid her sleek,\nhigh heeled shoes off her feet and raised her legs up onto Rose’s lap. On such\na warm day, both women wore loose summer dresses and Rose blushed as she felt\nEvelyn's soft calves rub against her through the thin material.

\n\n

Evelyn laid back and\nwiggled her toes with delight. ‘Come on then,’ she said ‘It's not difficult;\nit's just like any other massage.’

\n\n

Rose had never done\nthis before but Scott had occasionally massaged her feet when they were\ntogether so she had an idea what was expected. She tentatively took hold of\nEvelyn's smooth feet and began to caress them gently; rubbing her Mistresses\nsoles with her thumb and lightly tracing her fingers over up the length of the\nfoot and over her toes.

\n\n

As Rose’s nimble\nfingers worked away at her feet Evelyn began to let out deep groans of\npleasure, loudly enough for the whole restaurant to hear.

\n\n

‘Ohhh gosh darling\nthat feels incredible,’ she moaned ‘are you sure that you've never done this\nbefore? It's like you were made for my pleasure.’

\n\n

This served only to\nmake an already embarrassing experience even more unbearable and Rose started\nintently at Evelyn's perfectly pedicured feet to avoid the stares of the other\ndiners. As Rose rubbed away Evelyn's cries became louder and almost orgasmic,\nwith relief she saw the waiter approach with their meals.

\n\n

‘Ah here we go,’\nEvelyn beamed as the steaming hot steak was placed in front of her ‘you can\nstop that now honey, you've done a wonderful job. Just give them a little thank\nyou kiss and you can get on with your meal.’

\n\n

Rose had never\nexperienced shame like this and felt her cheeks burn in humiliation as she bent\ndown as planted a dainty kiss on Evelyn's toe. The look of confused amusement\non the waiter’s just completed the farce and she felt tears prick at her eyes.

\n\n

Once the waiter had\nleft, Evelyn began to tuck into her perfectly cooked steak while Rose watched\nenviously and nibbled at her cold salad. She was used to curing hangovers with\na bacon sandwich; this rabbit food really wasn't hitting the spot. The only\nthing that seemed to help with her headache was the alcohol so she drained away\nthe last of her drink and pushed the uneaten salad to the side.

\n\n

After what seemed\nlike an age Evelyn finished her steak and sat back in the chair contently. She\nslowly turned to catch the waiter’s eye and summoned him over.

\n\n

‘Can we have the bill\nplease?’ she requested ‘and one more tequila for the road!’

\n\n

Rose groaned inwardly\nbut did not protest as her shot was brought over with the bill. Casually,\nEvelyn examined the total and presented it to Rose.

\n\n

‘Since I paid last\nnight you can cover that,’ she asserted ‘Now finish your drink and meet me\noutside, we've still got a long day ahead of us.’

\n\n

As Evelyn gracefully\nstood and left the restaurant, Rose tried desperately to think of a way out of\nthis situation to no avail. Evelyn had her wrapped around her finger, she had no\nchoice but to go along with these sick games and hope the job at the end was\nworth it. She examined the bill in front of her and realised with horror that\nthis would pretty much drain the limited funds left in her account. Reluctantly\nshe paid, knocked back the last tequila shot and joined Evelyn outside.

\n\n

As Rose stepped out\ninto the warm summer air, she felt the effects of the alcohol hit her hard. Her\neyelids felt heavy and her feet were unsteady beneath her. She almost felt\ngrateful as Evelyn took her arm to steady her; she had to remind herself that\nit was this woman who got her into this state in the first place.

\n\n

‘Come on,’ Evelyn\nchirped excitedly ‘I think we should spend a girly afternoon shopping together,\nhow does that sound?’

\n\n

‘It sounds good…\nMistress,’ Rose stammered, only just remembering to address her correctly.

\n\n

‘See, you're\nlearning,’ Evelyn grinned.

\n\n

They walked together\narm in arm through the city and into the shopping centre. Rose tried to keep\nsteady so as not to let on to the afternoon shoppers that she had been\ndrinking, but Evelyn set such a fast pace that she struggled to remain upright.\nThey continued past the well-known, high street stores that Rose usually\nfrequented and instead made their way to a smaller boutique shop tucked away in\nthe corner of the complex.

\n\n

The shop was very\ndiscreet and almost hidden away amidst the vast modern shopping mall; Rose must\nhave walked past it a dozen times and not even realised it was there.

\n\n

As they creaked open\nthe plain grey door and slipped over the threshold, it was like entering\nanother world. The concrete jungle outside was left behind and the shop itself\nwas covered in ornate oak panels decorated with a striking gold trim. The store\nwas empty of any other customers; it was just them and a mousy haired young\nshop assistant who greeted them with a knowing smile.

\n\n

Rose’s mouth hang\nagape as she took in the array of striking clothing on display, the like of\nwhich she had never seen before. Dark leather, laced corsets, revealing lingerie and latex clothing of\nevery description adorned all four walls and centred between then was a table\npacked full of bizarre items. Some Rose recognised as the kind of sex toys she\nhad seen online but there were other, crueller looking instruments whose\npurpose she couldn't begin to imagine.

\n\n

‘Beautiful isn't it,’\nEvelyn whispered sensually into her ear, sending shivers running down her\nspine.

\n\n

‘W-what is this\nplace?’ Rose asked nervously.

\n\n

‘Well my dear I\nthought that being such a follower of fashion, you might like to have a little\nmakeover. This seemed like the perfect place.’

\n\n

Rose picked her way\nuneasily through the aisle, her eyes darting over the alien items that\nsurrounded her.

\n\n

‘I think some of\nthese outfits will really accentuate your sexy little body, but I'm no fashion\nexpert,’ Evelyn continued suggestively ‘fortunately I've brought along someone\nwho is. In fact, I think you might just recognise her…’

\n\n

As if on cue a door\nto their left swung open and out walked a figure Rose hoped never to see again.\nBefore her stood Jennifer, the bitch that had started all of her troubles in\nthe first place, who looked at her with victory etched onto her smug face.

\n\n

She wore a tight\nfitting white dress that barely seemed capable of containing her bulging\nbreasts and only just covered her ass, emphasising her long, shapely legs and\nkiller stiletto heels.

\n\n

‘Hey honey, long time\nno see,’ Jennifer winked.

\n\n

Rose was left utterly\nspeechless; things were going from bad to worse.

\n\n

‘Yes Jennifer here\nhas kindly agreed to assist me in your make-over, isn't that kind of her?’\nEvelyn said with amusement ‘I knew when you told me about her last night that\nshe would be just perfect for this so I tracked her down this morning and she\nwas more than happy to help you out.’

\n\n

Knowing that\nJennifer's assistance would come whether she wanted it or not, Rose did her\nbest to mask her anguish and forced a nervous smile.

\n\n

‘Yes, th-thank you\nJennifer,’ she stammered.

\n\n

‘Jesus, is the little\nwhore drunk already?’ Jennifer asked mockingly.

\n\n

‘Yes I'm afraid she\nseems to lack any semblance of self-respect,’ Evelyn tutted ‘No matter, I\nsuppose that's what makes her so well suited for this. Now am I correct in\nbelieving that you have arranged a private room for us?’

\n\n

‘Yes of course, I\nhave already prepared an outfit that I think you’re going to love. Follow\nme!’

\n\n

Jennifer took Rose by\nthe hand and eagerly led her into the adjoining room as Evelyn followed and\nshut the door behind them. Rose's eyes took a moment to adjust to the brightly\nlight room; once they did she saw that it was a relatively large space filled\nwith a dizzying array of outfits that Jennifer had prepared, a full length\nmirror that was hung on the wall and standing next to it was the kind of chair\nthat would usually be found in a barbers shop.

\n\n

‘Okay babe,’ Jennifer\nstarted, placing her hands on her hips ‘first things first let's get those\nclothes off and see what we have to work with.’

\n\n

Rose took a step\nback, clutching her dress defensively. She looked to Evelyn in vain hope of\nsome support, but as she expected none came.

\n\n

‘Do as she says,’\nEvelyn demanded ‘and you can throw your old clothes away, you won't need them\nany longer.’

\n\n

Resigning herself to\nher fate Rose slipped the straps of her conservative, knee length dress over\nher shoulders and let it fall to the ground. She shivered as she felt the cold\nair against her bare skin and attempted to keep her hands steady as she\nreluctantly reached behind her, unclamped her bra and let that too fall into a\nheap on the floor.

\n\n

Once she had pulled\ndown her panties then kicked them and her shoes onto the pile before her; she\nscooped up the mound of clothes and obediently dropped them into the bin behind\nher. Looking down at the crumpled heap at bottom of the basket, she couldn't\nhelp but feel that her dignity had been thrown away with it.

\n\n

Turning back towards\nthe two women, Rose felt their hungry gaze sizing up her naked flesh like\npredators stalking their prey. Moving as one, Evelyn and Jennifer stepped\nforwards and began to examine their quarry.

\n\n

‘Wow, you're right\nhoney she’s perfect,’ Jennifer marvelled, running her fingers lightly over\nRose's back.

\n\n

Evelyn put her arm\naround Rose's waist and pulled their hips together. Her hand then slid around\nthe side of the young Irish girl and firmly squeezed her ass cheek before\nslowly reaching down between her legs.

\n\n

‘Oh yes,’ she agreed\nas her fingers found their way to Rose's pussy and traced ever so gently across\nher lips ‘she has so much potential, I can't wait to see how she turns out.’

\n\n

As Rose felt Evelyn's\nfingers brushing tantalisingly around her sex she was ashamed to say that she\nwas becoming increasingly aroused. To her horror she was actually enjoying the\nexperience and felt wetness between her legs. Clearly Evelyn noticed as a\nknowing smirk played across her mouth and she took back her hand, wiping the\nmoisture on Rose's leg as she withdrew.

\n\n

‘Right then,’ Evelyn\nannounced ‘I think we've just about got warmed up, let's begin. Jennifer?’

\n\n

‘Well I thought it\nbest to start with the make-up, come on sweetie,’ Jennifer replied, taking\nRose's and guiding her to the chair by the mirror.

\n\n

Once Rose sat down,\nJennifer produced a bag crammed full of brushes, pencils and just about every\nbrand of makeup imaginable. Rose looked up at the mirror, taking in her\nreflection and fearing how different it might be next time she saw it.

\n\n

‘Make sure you watch\ncarefully,’ Evelyn advised ‘For here on in I expect you to do this yourself\neach morning before you leave the house. If not I can assure you there will be\npunishment!’

\n\n

‘Yes Mistress,’ Rose\nreplied feebly.

\n\n

‘Alright let's start\nwith some foundation,’ Jennifer began, carefully selecting items for her bag.

\n\n

She started by\nbrushing a thick layer of liquid foundation across Rose’s face, at least twice\nas much as she would normally have used. As a girl who used makeup sparingly,\nit was a strange experience for Rose having the thick layers painted onto her\nand she dreaded to think what she must look like.

\n\n

Jennifer spent an\nhour meticulously working on Rose's face before she was satisfied. She\ncarefully pencilled on a deep black eyeliner, coated her eyelids with shadow\nand used more blusher on her cheeks than Rose would have usually got through in\na week. Finally, she instructed Rose to purse her lips and applied a striking,\nblood red shade of lipstick across them.

\n\n

‘What do you think?’\nJennifer asked, taking a step back so Evelyn could inspect her handiwork.

\n\n

‘My goodness; what a\ntransformation!’ Evelyn beamed ‘she's everything I dreamed and more.’

\n\n

Rose strained to see\nherself reflected in the mirror but the other women blocked her view. Instead\nshe felt herself lurch as Evelyn grabbed the back of the chair and spun her\nback around to the table of clothes at the centre of the room.

\n\n

‘Up you get,’ Evelyn\nsaid, beckoning her forwards ‘we need to find something for you to wear.’

\n\n

Gingerly she rose to\nher feet and made her way over to the table. She watched as the older woman\ninspected the items laid before them until she found something that caught her\nattention.

\n\n

‘A-ha,’ Evelyn\nproclaimed ‘Now this is the kind of thing I had in mind. What do you think\nhoney?’

\n\n

Rose's voice caught\nin her throat as she took in the tiny pair of bright pink panties Evelyn had\nchosen. They looked barely big enough to fit around her waist and even if they\ndid, the string was so thin that it would barely even cover her pussy.

\n\n

‘I mean… there a\nbit…’ she stammered, struggling to find the words to refuse.

\n\n

‘Do you have a\nproblem with them?’ Evelyn asked ‘That's fine; if there's anything you don't\nlike just say

\n\n

‘Please, they’re just\na little bit… revealing Mistress,’ Rose admitted.

\n\n

‘Well that's fine\nhoney, if you don't like the panties I have chosen for you then you don't have\nto wear them,’ Evelyn said reassuringly ‘It's really no problem, We’ll just\nfind you something without any panties at all!’

\n\n

‘Wait no, that's not\nwhat I…’

\n\n

‘No you've made up\nyour mind, no panties for you’ Evelyn snapped ‘now are you going to let me\nchoose a top or shall we go without this as well?’

\n\n

‘S-sorry Mistress,’\nRose stuttered ‘Please choose a top for me to wear.’

\n\n

‘That's more like it,\nhow about this one?’

\n\n

She lifted a white\nleather corset from the table and offered it to Rose. A look of dismay briefly\ncrossed the younger girl's face before she remembered herself and forced a\nsmile.

\n\n

‘Yes Mistress, that\nlooks perfect,’ she said with as much happiness as she could muster.

\n\n

‘Good, I knew you'd\ncome round,’ Evelyn replied with a smirk ‘Now Jennifer dear do you think you\ncan give me a hand with this?’

\n\n

‘Of course I can,’\nJennifer grinned.

\n\n

Rose offered no\nresistance as the two women wrapped the corset around her and fixed it in\nplace.

\n\n

The corset was\nrelatively short; starting just above her hips and only running to about\nhalfway up her chest. It barely even covered her breasts, if anything its tight\nconstriction just pushed them upward so they were almost bulging out.

\n\n

Slowly but firmly;\nEvelyn began to pull on the lace which ran up the back of the corset, causing\nthe garment to tighten harshly. With each tug Rose felt the leather envelope\nher further, squeezing the breath out of her.

\n\n

‘Now I’m afraid this\nis going to be very uncomfortable for you,’ Evelyn explained ‘but I promise it\nwill look incredible. You see as this constricts more and more tightly around\nyour body, you will find that your waist and internal organs will begin to\nmorph to adapt to the extreme fit.’

\n\n

Jennifer held the\ncorset in place while Evelyn continued to bind the lace together; both women\nignored Rose’s whimpering as the leather squeezed her more with each pull.

\n\n

‘Eventually you’ll\nnotice permanent changes to your figure,’ Evelyn went on ‘over time your\nbreasts and buttocks will be pushed out and your waist will shrink to\naccommodate the corset. You’ll have an extreme hourglass figure with huge tits\nand a great ass; I've always wanted a perfect little doll and that's just what\nyou'll be!’

\n\n

Rose sobbed in\ndespair as her new reality became clearer and clearer. The corset continued to\nclose around her to the point that she had really trouble breathing, then to\nher surprise Evelyn kept going. But the time she was finished Rose felt light\nheaded and dizzy, trapped in a vice of pain.

\n\n

‘Now I know it will\ntake a bit of getting used to but I have every confidence in you,’ Evelyn\nsmirked ‘if you take short, shallow breaths it will be easier to take.’

\n\n

It took a moment to\nget herself composed but when she did Rose found that Evelyn was right, the\ncorset stretched just enough to accommodate shorter breaths, so with a bit of\neffort she was able to get herself under control.

\n\n

‘Now you will find\nthat over time the lower level of oxygen you are able to take in will leave you\nfeeling constantly light-headed and you will have difficulty in concentrating\nfor long periods of time however this shouldn't be an issue.’ Evelyn continued\n‘from now on I will make all major decisions for you so you don't need to be\nthinking too hard anyway.’

\n\n

By this stage Rose\ncould hear what the women were saying to her but was barely able to take it in.\nShe felt herself being swept up by events that had already spiralled way out of\nher control and now she didn't have the spirit to resist. All she could do was\naccept what was happening to her and hope it would be over soon.

\n\n

The two women however\nshowed no sign of slowing down. They chatted and laughed between themselves as\nthey sorted through the clothes that Jennifer had selected. For a worrying\nmoment it seemed as though they might never settle on something for Rose to\nwear below the waist but eventually they managed to decide upon a bright pink,\nlatex skirt to give her some semblance of modesty. Granted at only 6 inches in\nlength it was barely enough to cover her ass, but given her lack of underwear\nRose was grateful all the same.

\n\n

Once the skirt was\nsnugly fitted around her waist, they completed the look with bright white\nstockings and a very harsh pair of stiletto heeled shoes. The tallest heels\nRose had worn up to that point had been 4 inches and these must have been at\nleast twice that. For a final flourish Evelyn happily demonstrated how the\nuniquely designed straps could be locked in place to that the shoe was\nimpossible to remove without the right key.

\n\n

Finally satisfied\nwith their work, Evelyn and Jennifer took a step back to inspect their final\nproduct. Though she felt incredibly self-conscious Rose didn't dare attempt to\ncover herself; knowing that punishment would only follow if she did.

\n\n

‘Wow, she is\nperfect,’ Evelyn said, patting Jennifer's back in congratulation ‘you truly are\nan artist.’

\n\n

‘Oh please,’ Jennifer\nblushed ‘This was all you, all I did was put forward a few options.’

\n\n

‘Well I think you did\nbrilliantly. I can see why you're the fashion expert and this Irish tart is\nscraping away as a secretary.’

\n\n

Even though she knew\nEvelyn was just trying to provoke her, the words still stung. Rose had poured\nher heart out to this woman and now she was using it all against her. As if\nsensing her thoughts, Evelyn and grinned wolfishly at her.

\n\n

‘Aww it's ok honey,’\nshe said, almost sympathetically ‘we can't all be good at everything. I’m sure\nyou have plenty of… other talents.’

\n\n

Evelyn stepped\nforward and put her arm around the younger girls shoulder, like a mother\ncomforting her child.

\n\n

‘And don't you worry;\nI promise I'll help you find out what those are.’

\n\n

Her trembling lip\nbetrayed the fear she felt wondering what ‘those’ talents might be, but Rose\nknew she had to hold it together so she nodded and forced a weak smile to show\nher gratitude.

\n\n

‘Now,’ Evelyn went on\n‘do you want to meet the new you?’

\n\n

Without waiting for\nan answer she took Rose’s arm and led her over to the full length mirror in the\ncorner of the room. As she gazed upon her reflection, her jaw dropped to the\nground. The innocent, respectable young girl who she had been just this morning\nwas gone. In her place stood some kind of nightmarish doll, dressed up to look\nlike a slut.

\n\n

Already aware of the\nrevealing skirts and tight corset that pushed her breasts out to the world, the\nbiggest shock was her face. Usually she looked so understated but now she was\nso dolled up like a pornstar with rosy cheeks, eyes blackened with mascara and\na bright red slash of lipstick across her mouth.

\n\n

Rose shuddered as she\nfelt Evelyn move in behind her. Looking in the mirror the older woman's face\nrose ominously over her shoulder and nuzzled at her neck, kissing gently. She\nshuddered as Evelyn whispered faintly into her ear.

\n\n

‘Drink it in, this is\nthe new you.’

\n\n

Evelyn was right up\nagainst her now, their bodies almost entwined. Her hands wandered hungrily\naround Rose’s hips and slipped down to the inside of her thigh. The younger\ngirl trembled as muscular arms trapped her ever tighter, keeping her rooted to\nthe spot no matter how much she wanted to pull away. As she stared at their\nreflection Evelyn’s eyes stared intently from behind her, devouring the\nhelpless slut she had ensnared.

\n\n

‘Ohhhh we are going\nto have such fun,’ Evelyn moaned softly into her ear ‘Now don't you have\nsomething to say to Jennifer for making you look so pretty?’

\n\n

‘T-thank you\nJennifer,’ Rose stammered, trying to forget that It was her who had got in into\nthis mess in the first place.

\n\n

Jennifer cross her\narms and frowned.

\n\n

‘Aww come on babe,’\nshe complained ‘say it like you mean it.’

\n\n

‘Yes I think a bit\nmore gratitude is in order you miserable bitch,’ Evelyn said sternly.

\n\n

‘You know what you\ncould do,’ Jennifer offered mischievously ‘I've been on my feet all day picking\nout clothes for you, maybe you could kiss them better?’

\n\n

With a wolfish grin\nshe kicked off her high heeled shoes and presented her dainty, perfectly\nmanicured feet out to Rose, wiggling her toes impishly.

\n\n

Rose looked down\ndisbelievingly at Jennifer's foot, covered as it was in fake tan and painted\nwith bright pink nail polish. Surely this was a joke? Being made to massage\nEvelyn’s feet was one thing, having made love the night before they had already\nbeen far more intimate with each other, but this was something else. Jennifer was\nbasically a stranger, just some girl who had stolen her job. Things were\nstarting to spiral way out of control.

\n\n

Rose knew she had to\nput a stop to this now. Perhaps it risked exposing her secret but if she let\nEvelyn keep pushing her what would she end up doing next. She had to put her\nfoot down right now before she was really out of her depth.

\n\n

Yet despite this, she\noffered no resistance as Evelyn gently pushed her down into a kneeling position\nand guided her head towards Jennifer's foot. Whether it was because her mind\nwas still clouded by alcohol or through the deprivation of oxygen forced on her\nby the corset, she allowed herself to be pushed to the floor so that her ass\nstuck into the air and her face almost touched the ground.

\n\n

With her face hovering\nclose enough to Jennifer's foot to smell her lightly perfumed skin; she paused\nbriefly, attempting to put off the inevitable. But knowing there was nothing\nshe could do; she reluctantly closed the last few centimetres and planted a\ngentle kiss on Jennifer's waiting heel.

\n\n

At first Rose blushed\nwith shame, she had to force herself to swallow her pride and keep going.\nDelicately she pecked light kisses across Jennifer's feet, starting at her\nankle then moving up to the tips of her toes. When Rose’s lips closed on\nJennifer's big toe, the cruel woman pushed her foot forward so that her toe\npoked into Rose’s mouth.

\n\n

‘Ahhh that's it,’\nJennifer sighed ‘suck on those toes you little bitch.’

\n\n

Rose burned with\nhumiliation but did as she was told. She sucked on that toe as though it was\nher lovers cock. Yet still this wasn't enough to satisfy Jennifer. As the Irish\ngirls lips pulled back to the tip of Jennifer’s big toe, her foot shifted so\nthat a second toe invaded Rose’s mouth, then a third.

\n\n

Rose found her jaw\nbeing forced open as Jennifer pushed her whole foot into the young girls’\nmouth. Jennifer's foot kept creeping forward until toes tickled the back of\nRose’s throat. Shocked, the Irish girl tried to pull away but felt Evelyn’s\nhand ready to keep her in place.

\n\n

‘It feels good but I\nthink the cow could put in a bit more effort,’ Jennifer complained.

\n\n

‘Oh without a doubt,’\nEvelyn agreed ‘perhaps she just needs a bit of motivation.’

\n\n

Evelyn's free hand\nflipped the tiny latex skirt up over Rose's ass and slipped down to her pussy.\nHer expert fingers began to firmly rub Rose’s clit in a circular motion. The\nyoung woman's moans, muffled as they were by Jennifer's foot, made her arousal\nobvious.

\n\n

‘Look at the bitch\ngo, she’s loving this!’ Evelyn marvelled ‘you wouldn't believe how wet this\npussy is.’

\n\n

‘She must really like\nmy feet huh?’ remarked Jennifer.

\n\n

This was just too\nmuch for Rose. She had spent all morning being humiliated and this just pushed\nher over the edge. Why were they doing this to her? It all seemed so unfair;\nshe was a nice person and didn't deserve any of this. Tears started to stream\ndown her face and she sobbed into Jennifer's foot.

\n\n

The two women seemed\nnot to notice, if anything it just egged them on. Jennifer began to trust her\nfoot back and forth so that it was literally fucking Rose's face. Toes pushed\ninto her throat so that she gagged and spluttered. She could barely breathe and\nfelt the panic start to take hold.

\n\n

Yet despite all this,\nEvelyn’s furious rubbing of her pussy filled her with pleasure. She was being\nutterly humiliated and somehow felt more aroused than ever before. Surely she\ncouldn't be enjoying the degradation?

\n\n

‘That's right, take\nit you fucking slut,’ Evelyn shouted ‘this is your life now and deep down you\nknow it's all you're good for. Cum for me bitch, cum for your Mistress!’

\n\n

Though she\ndesperately wanted to resist, Evelyn’s magic fingers just felt incredible and\nsoon worked her up to orgasm. So that was how to her horror, with a tear soaked\nface and her mouth filled with the foot of her arch-nemesis, Rose screamed in\necstasy and came in Evelyn’s hand.

\n\n

Once the pleasure\nshuddered through her and subsided, Rose felt the sweet sensation of cool air\nrushing into her lungs as Jennifer finally withdrew her foot. She gasped with relief\nand, breathing deeply, collapsed into heap on the floor.

\n\n

The two women were\nlaughing and congratulating each other beside her but Rose was only dimly aware\nof them. She was still struggling to process the terrible series of events that\nhad dragged her down to this point.

\n\n

Her thoughts returned\nto the present as Evelyn’s foot pushed against her face, pivoting her head so\nthat she was forced to look up the two women towering over her like giants. She\ncouldn't believe how powerful they looked, like goddesses who could crush her\nwith a single thought.

\n\n

‘I always knew that\none was a slut,’ Jennifer said harshly ‘I'm glad she finally met someone who\nwill show her just how pathetic she really is.’

\n\n

‘Oh I'm only just\ngetting started, she has no idea how low I will take her,’ Evelyn grinned.

\n\n

With Rose’s torment\nfinally at an end for the moment, Jennifer said goodbye and took her leave,\npromising that if Evelyn ever needed any more help with ‘the Irish slut’ she\nwould be more than happy to assist. To Rose’s dismay Evelyn said there would be\nplenty of opportunities to help out and that she looked forward to seeing her\nsoon.

\n\n

Once they were alone\nEvelyn spent a moment gathering up some of the other items she and Jennifer had\npicked out then headed back through to the main section of the store. Rose\ngingerly pulled herself to her feet, straightened up her corset and tiny latex\nskirt as best she could then tottered after her, struggling to balance in her\nnew high-heeled shoes.

\n\n

Rose made her way\npast the aisles of latex and leather fetish wear that just that morning had\nbeen enough to shock her but now seemed quite take in comparison to what had\nbeen done to her. When she reached the till the shop assistant greeted her with\na knowing smile.

\n\n

‘My goodness you look\ngorgeous,’ she said sweetly ‘did you find everything you were looking for.’

\n\n

‘Er yes, thank you,’\nRose replied timidly

\n\n

‘You have such great\nchoice here,’ Evelyn effused ‘we found all that we need for today but we will\nbe returning on a weekly basis from now on. Can I book the room for the same\ntime next week?’

\n\n

‘Of course,’ the\nassistant smiled as she finished ringing through the items they had bought\n‘that comes to £550 in total please.’

\n\n

Evelyn looked to Rose\nexpectantly. Rose couldn't believe it; she didn't have £50 in her account let\nalone over £500! There was no way she could afford that.

\n\n

‘I… I can't,’ she\nstammered.

\n\n

Evelyn smiled warmly\nand touched her arm reassuringly.

\n\n

‘Not to worry dear, I\nwill just charge it to the company account and take it out of your wages next\nmonth.’

\n\n

‘But please, I need\nthat money,’ Rose pleaded ‘I can't afford to pay £500 per week, how will I\nafford my rent?’

\n\n

‘Don't be such a\nworrier,’ Evelyn said, waving away her protests ‘I'm sure we will work\nsomething out.’

\n\n

‘Well alright I\nsuppose…’ Rose sighed, accepting her defeat.

\n\n

‘Good,’ Evelyn said\nfirmly, leaving no more room for debate.

\n\n

The outfits were paid\nfor on the company card and Rose followed Evelyn back out into the street,\ndreading having to return in a weeks’ time. Walking out into fresh air felt\nsurreal, like she was coming out of a trance. Dark clouds had gathered overhead\nand a cool breeze had replaced the pleasant sunshine of that morning.

\n\n

As they approach the\nroad a passing taxi slowed at the sight of them. Evelyn raised a hand to hail\nit over to them. Then she turned and thrust the bag of newly purchased clothes\ninto Rose’s hand.

\n\n

‘Well today has been\nan absolute blast but it's really taken it out of me,’ Evelyn said as she\napproached the waiting cab ‘I'm going to need to get straight home. I assume\nyou can make your own way back?’

\n\n

‘But I'm cleaned out\nMistress,’ Rose complained ‘I can't even afford a bus fare.’

\n\n

‘That's hardy my\nfault is it?’ Evelyn shot back ‘I've just paid for your lovely new wardrobe;\nI'm not going to give you any more handouts. It's only what, 5 or 6 miles to\nyour house? The walk will do you good.’

\n\n

Rose considered\npointing out that the clothes had come out of her wages and it was actually\ncloser to 9 miles to her house but she knew it would make no difference.\nInstead she just watched as Evelyn got in the car, took a seat be herself and\nslammed to door in her face.

\n\n

‘Now we’ll talk next\nweek about what this arrangement entails,’ Evelyn said, addressing Rose from\nthe open window ‘but for now you should know that I expect you to dress in your\nnew clothes at all times. Except during work hours of course, I wouldn't want\nto subject the other girls in the office to your depravity.’

\n\n

‘Yes Mistress,’ Rose\nreplied sounding deflated, hoping to god that the driver couldn't hear what she\nwas saying.

\n\n

‘We’re going to have\nso much fun together,’ Evelyn purred ‘I'll see you bright and early Monday\nmorning.’

\n\n

At some unspoken\nsignal the taxi pulled away from the curb and disappeared into the distance,\nleaving Rose stood alone. She was suddenly very aware of her horrifically\nrevealing outfit. Passers-by were clearly staring at her bare legs and bulbous\nbreasts with a mixture of shock, disgust and in some cases arousal. With a\nsickening feeling she realised they probably thought she was a prostitute.

\n\n

Keen to get out of\nthere as quickly as possible, Rose turned around and began the long walk home.\nThe cool breeze against her exposed pussy was a constant reminder of her state\nof undress. Walking 9 miles in these heels was going to take all day she realised;\nchances are she wouldn't make it home before it got dark.

\n\n

Tears once again\nstarted to fall on her cheeks as the hopelessness of her situation hit home.\nToday had been the worst day of her life and it seemed this was just the start.\nHer life was spiralling wildly out of her control. At least things couldn't get\nany worse she thought herself grimly.

\n\n

Rounding the next\ncorner, Rose shivered as she felt the first drops of rain splash against her\nbare chest.

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