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Becoming a Lesbian Slave

Becoming a Lesbian Slave Summary: An older business woman is slowly dommed by a younger bitch. Thanks to MAB7991 for his editing and story suggestions. BECOMING A LESBIAN SLAVE 1. A trivial beginning I couldn't believe it had come to this...getting outside help. I had run this business for almost twenty years as the owner and main decision maker and we had been successful throughout our run. My small, but amazing staff ran like clockwork and I had not hired anyone new in over five years. But since the recession hit, sales had plummeted and after many failed attempts of rebuilding my business I was desperate. I own a bridal shop called White Wedding in downtown New York City and although a small shop in comparison to the massive corporate takeover of today’s society, it had always been quite successful. I believed in creating an experience for my customers so I hired only amazing people and treated them exceptionally well. We sold everything needed for the bride and her party: wedding dresses, bridesmaid dresses, veils, pantyhose and stockings (depending on the bride’s preference), matching shoes, garters and so forth. Many of my customers were referrals from previous satisfied brides or family members. We had opportunities to grow over the years, but I liked the family setting and avoided becoming a big corporate non-feeling identity like so many others had become. The domino effect that would change my life and my business started like I suppose it always does with a casual ...

... conversation and no hint of what was to come. I was chatting with my hosiery supplier on the phone when I asked, "Who did your restructuring last year?" My exclusive hosiery supplier had their own financial issues and I recalled Ariel telling me they had hired some big shot restructuring guru to assess every aspect of their business. Ariel replied her tone changing slightly, "Amber Anderson." "Was she worth it?" I asked, thinking the name Amber Anderson sounded like a stripper at some sleazy strip-joint written all over it. "Well, our profits have quadrupled and many celebrities are wearing our products now?" Ariel said. "She got the celebrities?" I asked. "She is a very powerful and cunning woman who does not take no for an answer," Ariel explained. That seemed like exactly the type of person I needed to turn around the steady decline in my profit margins, which had hit below the breakeven point for the past eight straight quarters, even after I had made various changes to get out of the slow decline. "Is she available?" I asked, seeing the potential to turn this sinking ship around. "I don't know, she left here a couple of months ago, but shows up every week or two. She was given ten percent of profits in the company as part of her contract," Ariel revealed. "Isn't that a lot?" I asked, thinking that was a crazy amount. "Well, I thought so at first, but based on our most recent numbers, I would say it was well worth it. We just had our best quarter in twenty years." "Wow," ...