Amy Goes From Hair Stylist to House Slave - 5 - Sex Stories

Amy Goes From Hair Stylist to House Slave - 5

... others or more plumper. The meeting finally starts and they give us the basic layout of what will happen for the next two weeks. Then we are instructed to find our assigned room, get to know your roommate, and read over the packet we have been provided. I gather my things and find my room rather easily. There is not much too them. It’s a one room duplex cabin. There are two trainees to each room thus four to each cabin. There are no amenities only a basin to wash our face and hands, a toilet, and two small mats to sl**p on. There are various hooks and rings attached to the ceiling and walls. There are two pieces of cloth hanging from a hook by the door. They are a mottled white color. I remove my dress and sandals and slip the cloth on my body. It takes me awhile to figure out how it is meant to be worn. Basically it s strip of Lycra about 10” wide and 6’ long. There is a leather strip that bunches the cloth in the center. That lays on your right shoulder and the cloth is d****d over the front and back of the body. Another leather strip gathers the fabric at the waist. It doesn’t cover much and is clearly see through but it’s simply designed to provide easy access to our instructors.. When I finished dressing my roommate enters the room. We introduce ourselves. Her name is Carol. She’s 4’11” tall with a very curvy figure. Beautiful red hair down to narrow shoulders, large breasts (I’m guessing 34DDs) She has a narrow waist that swell to some very voluptuous hips, ending in ...

... two strong but gorgeous set of legs. Her skin is ivory white with freckles all over. She a bundle of energy and has an infectious smile. I fall for her in a minute. Her Master has been training her for about a year but has grown tired of her brattiness and has sent her to the Institute for correction. I help her get settled and get her cloth on. When we are finished a very tall and stern woman enters our room unannounced She introduces herself as Mistress J and will be our primary instructor for the next two weeks. She is very elegant. She’s wearing a black leather corset that sets under her large breasts. They are cover by a see-thru thin strapless cloth, similar to ours and a leather skirt that almost meet her thigh high leather stiletto boots. She is an imposing figure. My nipples tighten as my mouth and pussy are already watering. The urge to drop to my knees and offer to service her is great. She instructs us to meet her out behind our cabin at the pavilion in 5 minutes. We clean our area and head out back. The pavilion is a covered area with a raised wood deck specifically for our cabin. There are several storage boxes around the edges with thin cushions for seating. At the center and front of the pavilion is a large chair that I could only describe as a throne. Mistress J is seated there as four of us gather. The other two girls are from the other room of our cabin but we have no time to introduce ourselves as Mistress instructs us to kneel. She tells us that we are all ...