Amy Goes From Hair Stylist to House Slave - 8 - Sex Stories

Amy Goes From Hair Stylist to House Slave - 8

Chapter One (From Master Kesler’s view) Man that is one cold hearted bitch. I can see why Amy left home at 16. You can tell that she’s gotten her way with every man she’s ever met. BUt I intend to put her in her place. For this weekend, her place will be at my feet and at the end of my cock. Gayle had essentially stolen Amy’s money that she should have received from the sale of her salon. Now her wicked step-monster has tried to ad extortion. But I have offered her a way of out. She agrees to accept my check for $1,000,000 and leave, forgetting about her threats to “out me” to the scandal rags, and never contact me or Amy again. Now I’m no fool. You don’t become a billionaire being foolish. I know that good hearted Gayle will take the money but she would be back later with the same threats until the honey hole runs dry. Her track record with husbands tells me that. So I’ve added a caveat to the windfall I’ve offered. She accepts the million dollars and agrees to become my slave for the weekend and submit to my every command without question. My intention is to turn her world upside down, and having dirtied her panties, she won’t be able to make any threats towards Amy or me ever again. This has already been a day of firsts for my weekend slave. It started with her 1st time submitting to someone, her 1st spanking, 1st blow job, and swallowing her 1st load. (and the 1st time someone has refused to fuck her, but I’m not counting that) My plan is to fill her weekend ...

... submission with firsts. I wake my newest slave. I Chloe, my wife and submissive help Gayle get dressed. I’ve picked out one of Chloe’s “school girl” uniforms, with no bra or panties. They’re about the same size, except Gayle may have a bigger ass, but they both have more than a mouthful tits. When she comes out of Amy’s room she is a site to see. Her boobs are trying their best to pop the buttons on her blouse, and I can see the tops of her stockings because her ass makes the skirt that much shorter. Of course I can see her peaked nipples trying to poke their way through the fabric. “Well, don’t you look slutty.” “Am I supposed to say thank you Sir?” “Don’t start the day being bratty Gayle. Your bum should be still sore from that lesson.” “Yes SIr it is.” “Good. We are going for a spa treatment this morning and that should help you out.” “Thank you Sir, that’s kind of you.” “Don’t thank me yet.” We head down to the first floor of the Hotel, Gayle, Chloe and myself. I’ve decided to keep Amy at a distance for now, as she is still somewhat emotional about this. We are taken right and placed in my private room. It’s a perk of owning the penthouse suite. Our clinician begins with a mani and pedi for the girls. I’m enjoying watching Gayle struggle to not expose her quim because of her short skirt. When that’s done its time for the brazilian wax. Gayle cuts her eyes to the clinician then to me, “but I just trim my bush…….Sir.” “You will have all of your body hair removed today Gayle. No ...