Chapter 4
Once at home, Susan spend a few minutes figuring out what to do next. She tried
the pale yellow suit, and to her surprise, she found she was almost the same
size than her neighbor. The one button jacket was tight fitted at the waist, and
obviously made to wear it with a blouse or top bellow. The straight skirt had a
seven inches slit in the back and its hem reached five inches over the knee.
When looking at herself in the mirror, Susan thoughts were confusing. In one
hand she realized she could have retained Mark, only if she'd paid more
attention on her look. But in the other hand, her image wearing the elegant suit
in the mirror, reminded her the stupid blonde bitch responsible of her broken
relationship. And the sweet revenge still wasn't over.
After getting dressed with the running pants and the t-shirt again, Susan
grabbed the purple bra and the yellow suit and headed to the building's
basement. Once in the laundry room, she soaked the garments in water at one of
the basins. Once done, she dropped the suit in one of the machines and the bra
in a different one, afterwards setting the controls to "max dry". After fifteen
minutes, she opened the machine with the suit and grabbed the jacket. It was
almost dry, and when she tried the jacket, it had slightly shrunk. Half of her
34C breasts showed behind the jacket lapels, so she considered it was enough.
Susan put the jacket back in the hanger, and after leaving the skirt and bra
drying for ten more minutes, she went back home.
Back in her apartment, Susan prepared a light salad and ate it while watching
TV. After taking a rapid shower, she dressed up to go shopping with her
neighbor. As they would be joining another woman, Susan didn't want to leave a
bad impression. Over the white cotton panties and bra, she wore a pair of
classic blue linen slacks, together with a matching jacket and a white blouse
and flat black shoes. After applying a light make-up, she grabbed the purple
bra, the suit and a bag with the recently bought toys, and headed to Anabelle's.
Again at her neighbor's, Susan glanced at her watch. I was 2PM, and Anabelle was
asleep, tied over the coffee table. After untying her, Susan grabbed her thin
wrists pulling her upper body forward, helping her to sit on the table.
Taking a little nap, babe?
The still dazed blonde didn't utter a word, but she found surprising the fact
Susan was quite dressed up. Susan softly caressed her doll face while calmly
appointed to her.
Come on dear, why don't you fix your hair and make up? I want you to look pretty
for me and.... What's your friend's name?
Victoria. Please, Susan, let me clean....
I've just told you to fix your hair and make up. That's all.
Ok Susan.
Susan walked behind Anabelle all the way to the bathroom. The blonde arranged
her hair and make up with the door open, while Susan discretely controlled she
didn't clean her breasts and crotch. At Susan's suggestion, Anabelle also
attached a one round pearl necklace in her neck, together with a matching pair
of earrings. The blonde stood in front of Susan, showing her perfect 36C breasts
awaiting instructions. Susan helped her with the purple lacy bra, now quite
smaller. Anabelle's nipples hardened instantly when Susan pulled her round
breasts to the middle of her chest. It looked like her breasts had grown
instantly. To increase the effect of the tighter bra, Susan added a couple of
push ups on the base of Anabelle's tits. The final result was impressive, even
to the blonde.
Please Susan, it's too tight and uncomfortable. Let me....
Shut up and finish dressing. Victoria will be here momentarily.
Before Anabelle tried the skirt, Susan loosened the garters as far as she could,
leaving Anabelle's stocking tops at her mid thighs. The blonde slid the yellow
skirt up her legs, fighting hard to pass it past her hips. Susan also had
problems with the back button and zip. Once finished, the skirt seemed to
explode with the back slit turned into a gap. The garter's clips, garters and
even the lace panties were clearly noticeable under the impossibly tight skirt.
The skirt was also shorter, allowing a peek to the darker tops of the beige
seamed stockings.
What have you done. It's an Ungaro!
And you're my dyke slut. Shut up bitch!
Anabelle thought it was the obvious answer for such a stupid comment, so she
faced Susan asking her what to do next.
Put the jacket on.
The blonde was about to tell Susan that she should wear something else under the
jacket, but somehow she knew Susan was aware of that. After putting the jacket,
Anabelle fastened the gold button on her belly. The purple bra was clearly
visible, as well as her emerging round breasts.
Very nice honey! Elegant and naughty, model it for me!
Anabelle did her best to walk in front of Susan several times. The tight skirt
and her sticky thighs, made that simple task quite difficult. Her round cheeks
bounced at each step, trying to find a way to escape from the skirt.
Wow babe! You look so hot that I would fuck you right now!
A cold sweat run down the blonde's back. What she didn't know was that her
neighbor would really fucked her if they had some spare time.
Just kidding hon. By the way, don't you think that shoes aren't matching?
Anabelle looked down at her 4" black patent leather pumps. Her neighbor was
right, but when she was about to pick another pair, Susan stopped her.
Let me find it for you. Are those all your shoes?
Susan pointed at the almost thirty shoe boxes in the wardrobe.
No Susan, I have some more in the next bedroom.
When Susan opened the next bedroom's wardrobe almost fainted. It was full of
clothing and she could count five or six dozens of shoe boxes. Susan started
looking at each box, finding all kinds of pumps, sandals at every color and heel
height she could imagine.
When there were twenty boxes still unopened the phone rang. It was Victoria
telling she was two blocks from the building. Susan hurried and rapidly found a
pair of white 5" pumps with crossed straps in the front, that seemed to be used
only once. She handed the shoes to Anabelle, who immediately complained.
I can't use those Susan! These are size six and too high!
And why did you buy it stupid?
I bought it for the prom ball, ten years ago when I was smaller. Please let.....
Put the shoes on and shut up.
Anabelle staggered while unfastened the straps of the black shoes. Susan made
her sit on a chair, afterwards slipping her delicate feet into the white pumps.
The leather was hard as metal due to the lack of use. Susan pushed hard and
fastened the crossed straps of both shoes as tight as she could. Anabelle's face
showed it was a real torture.
Let's go honey. Victoria is waiting downstairs, and don't forget to take your
credit cards, you'll pay for everything I buy.
The blonde stuffed a matching white handbag with cosmetics, credit cards and
some cash, before following Susan to the elevators. The short walk was a real
ordeal for Anabelle, as the high heels forced her to walk on her tortured toes.
Her upper thighs rubbed each other, as it seemed the skirt's back slit would
open at the slightest additional pressure.
When they arrived at lobby, Victoria was waiting for them, standing by her white
Mercedes at the building entrance. As soon as she saw Anabelle coming, Victoria
approached and greeted them. While Anabelle introduced her neighbor, Susan took
her time to carefully examine Victoria from head to toes.
At 27, Victoria simply was a stunner. Her beautiful and perfectly made up face
was framed by silky shoulder length auburn hair. With 120 pounds and 5 feet 9",
her body was close to perfection. She was elegantly dressed in a beige skirt, a
shimmering cream blouse and a navy blue jacket. Her slender legs were encased in
cream colored hose, ending in a pair of blue pumps with 3" heel.
After the greetings, the three ladies stepped into the car. Susan took the front
seat as Anabelle accommodated herself in the rear. During the drive to the mall
Victoria and Susan talked in a lively way about their lives, ex-boyfriends,
fashion, work, etc. Despite Susan's first impression of Victoria as another
snobbish bitch like her neighbor, after a few minutes chatting, Susan's mind
changed. In fact she started to consider Victoria quite nice.
Once in the mall, they spend a couple of hours buying all sorts of apparel,
lingerie and shoes. As Susan noticed soon, Victoria also was a compulsive
shopper. Of course Anabelle had to buy everything her neighbor suggested, like
size 6 shoes, 34B bras, and all kind of stockings in small size. She also had to
pay constant attention to her cleavage, as not only the lacy bra was always
visible, but also a good part of her breasts. The skirt was another concern. By
the way men looked at her, it was clear she was showing too much
At 5,30 Susan proposed to take a rest and have a cup of coffee. Anabelle was
relieved she could sit for a few minutes, and Susan also let her have her coffee
and a snack freely. The blonde's feet were aching like hell after two hours of
walking in the small high heels. But she was somehow relieved by the way Susan
treated her in front of Victoria, like a good neighbor.
They had almost finished when a thirty something couple entered the cafe. The
woman was an over weighted petite blonde, but her husband was a tall and
handsome man. Victoria couldn't help staring at him until they were assigned a
table next to the girl's.
Look at this guy! I must be dreaming!
Victoria was startled. As the ladies were leaving, she insisted to stay for a
few minutes and immediately started flirting with him. She sexily crossed her
endless legs while starting to refresh her lips with more bright red lipstick.
The poor man could do little to stop staring at the stunning brunette, but her
wife angrily let him knew she was aware. But she wasn't the only angry woman
nearby.
Susan's mind on Victoria suddenly changed, as she started to feel some kind of
rage against her. She was deliberately teasing a married man, in quite a similar
way her stupid blonde neighbor did with her ex. As she stood up, she told
Anabelle to pay the bill, making clear she wanted to leave the place. Victoria,
unaware of Susan's change of mind, continued the flirting while standing up and
fixing her skirt. The beautiful brunette stared at the man until she sexily
walked out of the place.
While they still were inside the mall, walking to the parking, Susan figured out
how to do it.
I really enjoyed the afternoon girls. Why don't we go clubbing tonight?
Wonderful idea Susan. I haven't done it for months! Let's go buy some sexy
dresses for tonight.
Victoria didn't know what was going to happen, so she suggested to go a fancy
store on the lower level. Of course Susan agreed, and when they were browsing
the dresses when the couple from the cafe came in. The woman rapidly choose a
pair of pants and blouses and headed to the fitting rooms, followed by her
husband. Without thinking, Victoria picked a couple of short dresses and also
headed to the fitting rooms. Susan followed her, while Anabelle remained on the
store.
Victoria took particular care of posing the skimpy dresses in front of the big
mirror at the same time the petite woman showed herself to her husband. The
contrast was evident. The poor man was unable to take her eyes from Victoria, as
she was deliberately teasing him. She was trying a silver fabric minidress that
barely covered her round ass, showing the lacy tops of her cream thigh highs.
The poor wife was quite frustrated, as her husband paid her few attention.
Susan's anger was growing. If she hadn't devised a plan, she would have given
the stunning brunette a comeuppance right there at the fitting rooms.
Victoria wasn't done yet. She was putting her own clothes again when the store's
employee asked her if everything was okay. It was an opportunity she wouldn't
miss. Victoria opened wide the fitting room door, showing her perfect body clad
in the sexy baby blue satin lingerie set, thigh highs and heels. Susan was
impressed by her perfect, silicone enhanced, 35D breasts.
I'll take the silver one. Thanks.
Victoria handed the dresses and closed the fitting room door before finishing
dressing. Susan looked at the wife, who was almost pushing her husband out of
the store. Before she left, Susan approached her.
I'm sorry, I just met her today. If you want to take revenge, just call me.
Susan handed her a personal card, drawing a smile on the chunky petite woman.
After Victoria paid for the dress, the ladies headed directly to her car. During
the trip to Anabelle's, Susan suggested Victoria to stay with her and Anabelle,
and to go dinning together. Victoria agreed, as otherwise she would have to rush
home, take a shower, get dressed and rush again to join the girls.
Minutes later, the elevator doors opened, and the ladies walked to Anabelle's
apartment. Victoria didn't notice that Susan was who opened the door, neither
noticed Susan locked it once they were inside. After they placed the shopping
bags over and around the coffee table, Anabelle and Victoria sat on the couch
while Susan went to the bedroom. Both ladies were chatting when Susan came back
and stood in front of Anabelle.
Time to play honey. Stand up!
The blonde hesitated, but after seeing Susan's expression, complied at once.
Spread your legs and grab your ankles sweetie.
Anabelle did as ordered. She didn't utter a word as Victoria watched her
thinking it was some kind of joke. Susan stood behind the bent blonde. The
yellow skirt was stretched to its limits.
Wider babe, wider.
When Anabelle spread her legs wider, the back slit was about to explode. The
blonde raised the skirt, exposing her round ass. Victoria was clearly shocked,
as she watched Susan taking a butt plug from her pocket and shoving it on
Anabelle's asshole.
Aaaahhh.....
The plug penetrated her ass with almost no resistance, as it was still
lubricated with honey and butter. Victoria couldn't believe what she was seeing.
Her mouth was wide open like an "O".
Susan grabbed Anabelle's blond hair, forcing her to stand straight. Once done,
she picked a pair of handcuffs from her pocket, attaching one side to Anabelle's
left wrist.
Raise your right calf honey.
Susan locked the cuff on Anabelle's right ankle, leaving the blonde standing in
one foot. Victoria couldn't believe she had witnessed her beautiful blonde
friend being butt plugged and handcuffed in her own apartment. She immediately
stood up, picked her shopping bags, and walked to the front door.
It's disgusting. You both are sick, I'm leaving now.
Susan smiled when Victoria found the door locked. Her pussy was dripping wet
anticipating what she would do to the stupid whore. Victoria confronted her,
demanding Susan to open the door. Susan faced Anabelle and warned her before
starting with the auburn haired brunette.
You stay here. Don't dare to sit unless you want me to punish you. Okay?
Anabelle nodded. Susan softly slapped her face.
Okay Susan, I'll do it.
Good girl. You can play with your pussy in the meantime.
Susan caressed the blonde's breasts and faced Victoria.
You were saying?
Give me the keys, you sick bitch!
Susan smiled calmly and coldly looked at her eyes.
Okay, but only after you eat my pussy and beg me to fuck your ass. Today you'll
learn to stay away from other woman's man.
Victoria wasn't expecting that answer. A cold sweat run on her back as she
started feeling scared. Susan showed her the apartment keys, while Anabelle
started fondling her own pussy with her free hand.
I'm waiting honey. If you want the keys, you must start sucking now.
You're crazy!
Victoria tried to grab the keys from Susan's hands to no avail. Susan
anticipated her movement and stepped back before the brunette could reach her
hand.
Are you trying to cheat on me bitch? Either way you'll lick my cunt and beg me
to fuck your ass.
Victoria was petrified by fear and Susan noticed it. Susan knew it should be by
the hard way. She grabbed Victoria's wrist and rapidly twisted her arm in her
back, afterwards pushing her to the bedroom.
What are you doing? Leave me now, you bastard, aaahhh... It hurts...aaah...
Susan pressed the slender brunette's puny arm all the way to the bedroom.
Anabelle watched her friend being overpowered until Susan closed the bedroom's
door. The blonde was getting horny, only imagining what was going to happen
next. Her manicured fingers were playing with her moist clit, while muffled
noises came from the bedroom. Her feet were aching, particularly her right one
that was supporting her full weight, encased in the 5" pump.
The noises kept coming from the bedroom for a couple of minutes more, until the
blonde could see the door was opening. Seconds later, an embarrassed Victoria
emerged with Susan behind her. Her slightly reddened face was looking at the
floor and the blue jacket was barely hanging from her dangling arms. Her
shimmering white blouse was wide open, showing her magnificent 35D breasts over
the baby blue satin bra cups. The beige skirt was rolled at her waist and her
satin panties were also rolled bellow the lacy tops of her thigh highs. Susan,
who was grabbing her silky auburn hair on the back of the neck, pulled it down
making her to look at Anabelle.
What Victoria saw was her friend encased in the expensive yellow suit, butt
plugged, handcuffed and masturbating as ordered. She thought that maybe she
would be forced to do the same in the near future. And she was right.
Still grabbing her hair, Susan pushed Victoria to the center of the living room.
The sobbing brunette walked with difficulty on her high heels and, as she was
unable to raise her dangling arms, the jacket felt to the floor. Susan released
her hair and stood in front of her.
You don't look so mean now. Do you still want the keys?
The poor brunette couldn't answer. Susan roughly slapped her pretty face, making
her land on one of the couches. She was physically and psychologically defeated.
Victoria continued sobbing with her ass resting at the edge of the seat and her
arms dangling on the outer side of the armrests. Meanwhile, Susan calmly
unzipped her pants and pulled them down together with her panties. She took all
her clothes and set the video camera aiming at Victoria before kneeling on the
couch. Her soaking pussy was inches from Victoria's face.
Without warning, she grabbed the overpowered brunette's hair and buried her face
on her pussy. Victoria started licking at once. Anabelle watched the whole scene
as she was getting more and more horny. While driving her fingers into her
pussy, she could see Susan performing some kind of dance, rubbing her pussy on
Victoria's face. That's what she imagined, as from her position, she could only
see Susan's back, and her friend's exposed pussy and breasts.
Susan was getting hot as hell at the continuous work of the brunette's tongue.
She roughly twisted her hair forcing Victoria to suck deeper, while she caressed
her own breasts with her free hand.
Yes!...Yes!... Suck bitch, suck like a fucking slut!... Yes!
Though it was her first time, Victoria revealed herself as a very good cunt
licker. Susan was rapidly crossing the point of no return. Her mind was full of
images of Victoria teasing that man on the mall. She was feeling powerful having
the sexy brunette at her mercy, and she would teach Victoria a lesson she would
never forget.
When the orgasm hit her, Susan cried like a mad bitch again. Her body shook
violently as rubbed her crotch against Victoria's face, burring the brunette's
nose in her pussy. Victoria didn't oppose resistance, letting Susan use her
anyway she wanted.
Very nice bitch. Very nice!
Susan's face showed satisfaction. Her last orgasms had been the wildest ones she
ever had. The view couldn't be better. Victoria was trying to recover her
breath, spread on the couch with her breasts and crotch exposed, and her arms
dangling pathetically on the sides. Her panties were entangled in her high heels
and her beautiful face was soaked with Susan's pussy juices.
Anabelle was softly moaning, barely standing in one foot while playing with her
pussy. Susan caressed the blonde's breasts, encouraging her to keep masturbating
but seriously warned her not to come.
She was feeling like an almighty amazon queen playing with her sexy slaves. What
really was driving her crazy, was how easy she could control them, removing
every trace of pride from those stupid bitches.
Susan started fixing a huge strap-on dildo on her waist. Knowing what would
happen momentarily, Victoria started sobbing again. Susan stood in front of her,
waving the dildo at her face.
Suck it bitch. I know you love to suck.
Victoria closed her eyes as her delicate hands grabbed the dildo an her soft
lips started kissing it and her tongue licked every inch of the toy.
Open your eyes and look at the camera slut!
The brunette did as told. The camera caught her beautiful green eyes while her
tongue lubricated the dildo like a pro.
Enough slut! Now beg to be fucked!
No please, stop this, please!
The obvious answer was a face slap that discouraged Victoria's further
opposition.
Please fuck my ass Susan.
Beg for it whore.
I beg you Susan, please fuck me in the ass. Please fuck me!
Okay bitch. Go to the sofa and wait for me on your four.
After aiming the video camera in a way that allowed a full view of the sofa,
together with Anabelle masturbating, Susan kneeled behind Victoria. She spread
the brunette's legs and teased her dry crotch. Victoria was sobbing again, and
her legs were trembling at the imminent rape.
C'mon dear, relax. In minutes you'll be asking for more.
With an evil smile, Susan started pushing the tip of the dildo into Victoria's
tight asshole. The intense pain coming from her rear made her cry loudly. Susan
slowly pushed and pulled until the dildo run smoothly on the brunette's ass.
Susan continued the pounding while softly fingered Victoria's clit. As her
crotch was getting wet, Victoria's sobbing turned into a soft moaning.
Mmmm.... Mmm.... Mmmm...
Her body had betrayed her. The only thing she could think about was the huge
plastic mass drilling her ass. She had already been fucked in the ass, but this
thing was harder, bigger... better. Victoria needed it deeper.
Ooohh....Yes!.. More please!.... Oooh...
Susan was delighted. The horny brunette was behaving like a real whore. Victoria
flexed her legs, firmly pressing Susan's but with her heels, pushing her to go
deeper. Susan wouldn't disappoint her. She grabbed Victoria's hair, pulling her
head back hardly and pushing the dildo deeper.
Anabelle was watching amazed. She was in an uncomfortable position and on the
verge of an orgasm. Eventually, she couldn't stand it anymore. Her left knee
gave up and she landed on the carpet, but without taking her fingers from her
pussy. The restrained blonde struggled on the floor, with her free leg kicking
like a goat until she finally came. Susan clearly heard her pleasure cries, but
she already knew the blonde would be unable to control herself.
Victoria didn't even notice her friend was cuming. Though she was trying to make
it last, she was loosing control of her body.
Aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh.....
An unbelievable wave of pleasure stroke Victoria. Her pleasure cries continued
filling the room even when Susan pulled the dildo out and released her hair.
Victoria laid face down in the sofa fingering her ass for a while.
As the dust was settling, Susan caught the scene of both ladies with the video
camera, taking nice close-up shots of their best parts.
What a couple of whores! The guys on your office would love to see the tape.
The bitter comment took Anabelle and Victoria back to reality. Susan allowed
them a couple of minutes to recover. Both ladies were still fully dressed, and
while Anabelle was in better shape, Victoria was a mess. After ordering the
brunette to fix her appearance, Susan released Anabelle from the handcuffs.
Victoria picked her panties from the floor, and after sliding it up her legs,
walked to the bathroom.
As her feet were killing her, the blonde got up from the ground staggering on
her 5" heels. Susan lifted her chin with her index finger, afterwards caressing
Anabelle's breasts.
It seems you've been busy, honey. Why don't you fix your make up too?
Meanwhile Victoria was in the bathroom, washing her face and taking the remains
of cum and make-up. She was feeling humiliated, but the intense orgasm she had
was confusing her. She also was aware her career was in danger, but at least she
wasn't the only one. There should be a way to keep it away from their jobs. Of
course she was right, but this would involve further submission to Susan.
Anabelle joined Victoria in front of the mirror, and in a couple of minutes she
was the first to be ready. The formerly strange presence of the plug in her butt
was now turning into a friendly source of pleasure, but the white shoes were a
painful reminder of her slave condition.
Victoria took several minutes more to get ready. When she walked back into the
living room, Susan was fully dressed sitting in the sofa. Anabelle was coming
from the kitchen, bringing a tray with a bottle of white wine and three glasses.
C'mon babe, put your jacket on and join us.
Victoria grabbed the jacket from the floor and did as ordered. Both gorgeous
ladies sat on the sofa at Susan's side. Susan proposed a toast that Victoria and
Anabelle couldn't refuse.
To my fuck sluts!
After making Anabelle explain to Victoria the simple rules of their
relationship, Susan asked Victoria to show her one of her blue pumps. Susan
looked at the size 8 shoe, and handed it back to Victoria.
Victoria, this heel is only 3". You should wear at least 4", preferably 5" or
6".
I try not to look ridiculously tall Susan, and higher heels are almost
unbearable for me.
I'm not making a suggestion, honey. Take it as an order.
Okay, Susan.
At Susan's command, Anabelle brought a pair of her own size 7 black patent
leather pumps, with a 5" heel. Victoria complained for a while, but she had no
other option than wear that shoes. The brunette walked around in the torturing
pumps until her walk was almost normal.
Susan realized she was starving, so she suggested to go to a restaurant. She
also suggested Victoria to wear the jacket directly over her bra. Victoria
complied and after buttoning the jacket, a nice view of her satin bra and
silicone breasts were visible. Before they left the apartment, Susan remembered
what she had forgotten. She picked a second butt plug from her pocket. When
Victoria saw it, she automatically raised her beige skirt, bent forward and
offered her perfect ass. Susan allowed her to suck the plug before inserting it
in her asshole. Once done, Victoria fixed her skirt, and the ladies headed to
the parking.
To be continued.....
