The Lesbian Debt (Chapter 22) - Succeeding At Work - Sex Stories

The Lesbian Debt (Chapter 22) - Succeeding At Work

... felt her pussy start to moisten again. == The rest of Laura's shift was uneventful, and she managed to make it to the end without needing to masturbate again. She got away just as the evening shift were starting and the club began to get busy. Edgar stopped her and said he was not happy with the "Laura the slut" greeting, and was thinking about making her Kitten Tits again next weekend. Laura simply agreed, as she still had to get to her regular appointment at the Mayim Clinic. She took her pills as she was leaving, and felt them settling in by the time she arrived at the clinic. Laura had been sexually active and aroused for most the day already, but the pills pushed her to another level, and she felt her mind begin to give way, in a semi-blackout similar to the one she had had at the lingerie store. She didn't even remember most of what happened at the clinic. She knew that it was much like the night before, with images focused on teaching her to spread her legs and accept cocks. She remembered starting to hate the word "feminist" and associating it with pain, and other words were there too - "women's rights" - "consent" - "covering up". She thought that Amy had licked at her pussy again, which made her feel happy, and she knew that afterwards she had thanked everyone for watching her orgasm and whipping her tits and filming her having her cunt licked. The only thing she was 100% clear on, though, was at the end, after the conditioning was over and Laura was mostly dressed ...

... again. She had clutched at Amy's hand, and said, "Please, I need to be able to say some words. With the collar, I mean." Amy looked amused. "I don't think so, honey," she said. "What words?" Laura knew what was happening. If she said the words she wanted she was going to get shocked. But if she didn't she could get what she needed. She whimpered unhappily. "Say it, baby slut," Amy cooed, reaching out to gently stroke Laura's breast, still partially on display. Laura's face wrinkled in distress. She didn't want to be shocked. But she needed to. "Kitten Tits," she blurted, and then screamed as the shocks hit her neck and twat. Screamed, but only quietly, because she knew loud noises would give her another shock. Amy looked surprised. She had probably expected Laura to want to be able to say "breast" or "woman". "Why do you want to say Kitten Tits, sweety?" she asked. "It's the name they want to call me at work," Laura said. "At the Department?" asked Amy. "No, at... I work at a... bar," said Laura. "On my days off." "And you need to say Kitten Tits a lot?" asked Amy. Laura nodded. "I'll tell you what," Amy said, smiling. "I'll adjust the collar to let you say it. But if it's that important to you, you won't mind if I take away the name Laura for a week, right? So if you say Laura, you'll get a shock?" Laura was aghast. No, that wasn't all right? But then Amy was moving right up against Laura, and she was cupping Laura's breast, and lightly kissing Laura on the cheek, and Laura ...