Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. Assistants, a CRP Story --------------------- Title: Assistants Part: 1 Story Codes: M, F, f, hum, cuck, mc, nc Summary: In the not so distant future, the State makes sure people pay their debt. If not, your debt may be sold to another. This is the story of one such couple. If you haven't read my CRP series there may be parts that are hard to understand. gal tablette @ g mail dot com ----------------- Begin... I'm exhausted most of the time since my husband and I went through the system. We were lucky, having only spent four days with Human Services. Our debt was low, and with minimal negotiations we were able to be purchased by a middle aged couple. Mr and Mrs Cooper live in a nice 4 bedroom apartment in downtown Central City. They both work from home, although Mr Cooper spends many late nights at the club they own. Mrs Cooper had been managing employees but now, with Scott's help, has more free time. I often think about our previous life, but that horrific day, September 17th 2062 always raises its ugly head. That's the day Scott decided to try manually driving the car. He knew better, but when the navigation system failed he was sure he could get us home in manual mode. The accident left 3 other cars badly damaged, but at least nobody was badly hurt. Being newly married with few credits saved, we couldn't pay the 100,000 credit fine, or the additional 160,000 credits for damages and medical bills. That one mistake is costing us 7 years of servitude. It's been 5 days, and we're settling into a routine. Up at 6 most days, showering, then cleaning the house and getting breakfast ready before waking the Cooper's at 7:30. We're thankful for the culinary programming because neither of us cooked much before, and usually ate prepared meals, or ate out. Mr and Mrs Cooper pre-programmed both of us with their favorite meals after purchasing our debt. Although I know more about cooking than ever, I find it hard getting used to the lack of information through my corneal implant. Where once the world data bank was only a thought away, now only my immediate surroundings, and what's shared by Mr and Mrs Cooper are available to me. My implant flashed the time. My daydreaming has put me behind, and I have five minutes before I wake up the Cooper's. I hurry to finish prepping the ingredients for the omelets just as Scott steps into the kitchen and says... "How'd you sleep Rebecca?" "Good, you?" "Good too, hurry with the coffees, I have to go." Scott finished pouring the cups and put them on the tray with the carafe, then he picked it up and held it for me. I wiped my hands and spun around, took the tray and gave Scott a peck on the cheek. As I walked out, Scott turned on the oven and continued breakfast where I had left off. While walking down the hallway toward the master bedroom, my display flashed, and the two minute timer began its countdown. I pause at the door, peek in and see they're both still asleep. I tiptoe into the room and stand next to the bed. I put the tray on the nightstand and wait patiently as my counter ticks down. I reach down and pull up my stockings, then tug the hem of my uniform down. I know trying to pull it down enough to cover my stocking tops is futile, but I'm still not used to wearing this little french outfit. Finally I adjust my lace cap and got ready. At exactly 7:30 my implant flashed and I begin to whisper... "Sir, Ma'am" "Sir, Ma'am" Then slightly louder I say... "Sir, Ma'am!" Mrs Cooper awoke, turned over and snuggled up to Mr Cooper, then closed her eyes and whispered... "Five more minutes." I stood, just as I have twice before and waited. It's amazing how slow time goes by when you're watching the clock. I could smell bacon drifting in from the kitchen. It smells so good, and Mr Cooper stirred as if he noticed it too. With three minutes left I decide to bring up todays schedule. It comes up on my corneal display... ---------------------- 7:30 Wake up 10am Mr Cooper. Call advertising agency. 11am Mr Cooper. Meet Mr Taylor for a lunch meeting. 11:30am Mrs Cooper. Meet Julia Benson downtown. 2pm Mr and Mrs Cooper. Office. 4pm Begin prepping dinner. 5:30pm Dinner 8pm Mr Cooper. DJ interview. ---------------------- The clock got my attention and I watched the seconds pass by. When it gets to exactly 7:35 I whisper... "Sir, Ma'am." Then louder... "Sir, Ma'am!" Mr Cooper rolled over and stretched. He patted Mrs Cooper hip and pulled the covers back exposing his naked body. He swung his legs off the bed and sat up, then reached for his coffee and took a sip. He slowly woke up as I stood only a step away. Mrs Cooper began stretching as she woke up. She sat up in bed, the sheet falling away, exposing her to the waist. Her breasts hung free as she raised her knees and bent forward. Mr Cooper stood with barely enough room to step past me, his cock brushing against me as he walked to the bathroom. "Coffee" Mrs Cooper said. I pick up the cup and leaned across the bed, holding the cup for her, saying... "Your coffee Ma'am." She pushed her hair back over her shoulder and took the cup. Holding it with both hands, she sipped. I stood up and waited while she had several more sips of coffee. Then she held the cup toward me. I took the cup and placed it onto the tray. After a moment she said... "Get my robe and slippers." "Yes Ma'am." I said, and walked to the closet. I got her favorite robe and slippers, and walk back to the bed and stand. When she's ready, she scoots to the edge of the bed and stands. She is naked, and as I held the robe up, she turned around and sliped her arms into the robe. When she turns again, I slip down to my knees and tie her robe closed. I hold her slippers to her feet and she holds the top of my head for balance, and slips her feet into them. Then she sat down on the edge of the bed. She takes quite awhile to wake up, so while still kneeling, I pick up her coffee cup and hold it up for her. She took it and sipped again. Then while looking at me, she reached out, straightened my lace cap, then pulled some of my hair forward, twisting it around her fingers before letting it fall across my cheek. I remain kneeling as she sips her coffee. Her robe hangs to the side of her thighs, and with her legs slightly parted I can see her pussy. I'm still not used to someone disregarding their nakedness in front of me, as if it didn't matter, much like someone would ignore the presence of a pet. A naked Mr Cooper comes back from the restroom and stands beteeen Mrs Cooper and myself. Each foot is straddling my left thigh where I kneel. His hip is almost touching my face and I'm staring directly at his cock. He sips his coffee, then puts it down on the tray and sits next to her on the edge of the bed. He puts his arm around her and pulls her close, and she rests her head on his shoulder. I can see his coffee cup is almost empty. Often he refills the cup himself, but I decide to ask... "Sir, may I refill your cup?" He lifts his cup and sips, then holds it out, saying... "Sure, both." "Yes Sir." I take the decanter and refill both his, and her cups as they held them. When I had finished I ask... "Sir, Ma'am, if there's nothing else, may I please be excused to help in the kitchen?" "Sure, go, we'll be in shortly." "Thank you Sir." I stood and walked back to the kitchen where Scott is just finishing cutting up fresh fruit. He's already prepped everything else and we only have to wait for Mr and Mrs Cooper to come in. Scott pours me a cup of coffee and tops his off while we wait. Finally at 8:07 the Coopers walk into the breakfast room. I immediately pour each of them orange juice, then fill their cups with fresh coffee. They're both wearing robes now and Mrs Cooper is thumbing through her epad. I go into the kitchen and bring their starters. A small bowl of mixed fruit with a little yogurt. Scott and I make their omelets together and plate it with bacon. After 15 minutes I clear their starter dishes and bring their breakfast. Scott and I relax in the kitchen and wait. At 8:40 I'm messaged to run a bath for Mrs Cooper. I acknowledge, even though shes alerted that I've viewed it. I tell Scott I have to go, and go to the master bath. It's quite large and takes 15 minutes to fill it up. I add her favorite bubbles and oils. No sooner than turning off the water I hear footsteps coming into the restroom. Mrs Cooper walks up to the tub and looks in. Then she steps out of her slippers. She pulls the tie on her robe, then lets it fall off her shoulders to the floor. As I'm picking up her robe and slippers, she steps to the toilet and sits. While I'm hanging the robe on a hook and the slippers out of the way, she sits naked on the toilet and pees. I hear her finish and after a few seconds she says... "Ok, I'm done." I step to her and kneel in front of her. I pull several sheets of toilet paper off the roll, then, as she spreads I gently pat her dry. As soon as I drop the paper, she stands and walks to the tub. She steps into the bubble bath as I flush and stand up. While washing my hands the shower turns on which means Mr Cooper will be here momentarily. Just as I'm drying my hands he walks in. As he walks toward the shower he pulls his robe off. I try to catch up to him but it hits the floor before I can catch it. I pick it up just as I had Mrs Cooper's and hang it next to hers. I busy myself, or at least try to look busy while Mrs Cooper lies in the tub of bubbles relaxing. She takes the longest baths ever. In the last five days we've been with them I swear she's spent ten hours bathing. Mr Cooper is quite different though. He's in and out of the shower in ten minutes or less. But occasionally he climbs in the tub with his wife for an evening bath. While waiting on the two bathing I wonder what Scott's doing. I miss our marriage and just because we're together, it's not the same. I bring up his status... ------------------------- CRP: Mr & Mrs Allan Cooper CRP Name: Bob EOT: 6-Y 11-M 26-D Gender: Male Age: 24 Weight: 174 Lbs Height: 5'11 Waist: 34 Marital Status: CRP Pause Location: Breakfast Room Cock size: 6 Sexual Orientation: Hetero Other: Anal Virgin Switch: 29986756 Mode: Off (Options: Off-On-Lust) Last Orgasm: 6-D 17-H 2-M Arousal Level: 1% Triggers: Freeze, Heel, Follow, Kneel, Present, Masturbate, Suck, Lick, Fuck, Clean Options: Culinary ------------------------ I'll never get used to the extent of detail given for servants. All I really wanted was his location. I'll have to spend some time going through the help menu. I used to call my mother at least twice a week. It's been twelve days and I miss her so much. I try again to access her... --------- History ------- Parents Father: Andrew A Stevens Mother: Elizabeth R Stevens Siblings: 2 *** Further Access Denied *** Current Responsible Party CRP: Allan / Janis Cooper CRP: Human Services CRP: Scott A. Burns (Paused) CRP: Andrew A. Stevens (N/A) *** Further Access Denied *** ----------- End ---------- It's ridiculous that everything's blocked once you're registered with Human Services. I hope Mr and Mrs Cooper understand and allow me some type of outside communication. The shower shuts off and I immediately grab a towel off the heated rack. I open it and meet Mr Cooper as he steps out of the shower. He stands while I dry his back then his chest and arms. I run the towel through his hair drying it as best I can with a towel. Finally, while standing behind him I get down and begin drying his butt and legs. Then as I get to his ankles, he turns around and I start drying up his legs. When I get to his crotch I dry around his cock and balls. I push the towel between his legs drying under his balls and notice his cock twitch. As I kneel, I dry his cock, then his pubes, then begin drying his stomach. His cock is now hard and I try to pay no attention to it. A moment later I hear Mrs Cooper say... "Allan? Did Becca get you hard?" "Yeah, I guess she did. You know how it is with a kneeling bitch at your feet." Laughing I squirmed with them talking about me as if I couldn't hear. Mrs Cooper laughed and said... "You may as well have her finish what she started. Laughing again. Oh no, please just let me do my job and dry you off I think to myself. But in the time it takes to think it, Mr Cooper grabs a hand full of hair on each side of my head and pulls me into his crotch. I'm falling forward off balance and have to grab his thighs. As his cock pushes against my face just under my nose, he says... "Suck it Becca!" I open my mouth and he jabs a few times getting his cock into my mouth. I lock my lips around his cock and begin sucking. He finally eases up on his grasp and lets me begin sucking his cock. I'm still holding his thighs and sucking his cock in and out. I get a rhythm going and rock back and forth, his cock sliding in and out easily. Eventuality he's only lightly holding my head and letting me suck him at my own pace. His cock is larger than Scott's by both length and girth so it's not as comfortable to suck as it tends to stretch my jaw open wider. As I suck him I hear him say... "Who are you meeting with this afternoon?" "Julia, she's finally getting some time off so we're going to do lunch and some shopping." Mrs Cooper explained. "Ah, that should be fun. When did she get back in town?" He asked. "Last week, but she's been busy till today." I could feel Mr Cooper's cock getting harder and I use my tongue to help him. Hoping to hurry him along. But with them carrying on a conversation might delay him. "Tell her I said hello. Is Dave with her?" "Yeah, but like always, he's working till late." She said. "Yeah, he needs help. He just doesn't know it." "You've tried to tell him. How's Becca doing there?" "She's ok, not as good as Ellie was. Ellie gave great head." Damn, I tried harder. Sucking harder and tightening my lips around his cock more. A little deeper. I think I give great blow jobs and nobody ever complained before I thought. "Yeah, well Ellie sucked you about a thousand times too!" "That's true, but Ellie was good from the start!" Again I doubled my efforts to suck him better. Adding some enthusiasm as best I could considering I was sucking a cock I didn't want to suck at all. "You can always take her back in for programming. They offered a oral package you know." I cringed at the thought and again tried harder to suck him different ways, trying to figure out what he's looking for. "I know, and I considered it but I thought, how bad could she be at sucking cock, hell, she was married and 24 yrs old." Now I'm sucking harder and faster than ever before. I'm trying my best to make him happy, what more could he want? "If I was you I'd take her back. Besides, I wasn't that impressed when she licked me off a few days ago either. Bob did a better job than she did." "I know what you mean." He mumbled. I am almost in tears. I'm not supposed to be an expert at this, I went to college for design not sucking cock, I thought! "I'll be downtown, want me to drop her off while I'm at lunch? I can pick her up on my way home after shopping." "How long does it take to add an oral package?" He asked. "Only about 30 minutes. That's what it took to add the culinary program." Again I sucked for all it was worth. I even added some light moaning trying to sound like I was enjoying it. And shit, Mrs Cooper is the first pussy I've ever licked, and I was kind of grossed out doing it, I thought... "Well, she's gotten better the last few minutes, but you know, it wouldn't hurt to add the programming just to speed things up." He said. "Yep, couldn't hurt. If she's that bad at sucking cock, why don't you just flip her switch and fuck her?" "I probably should. Hey make sure throating is part of the package. Ellie was great at throating and Becca here hasn't gotten half my cock in her mouth once!" Oh no, is that what he wants. I'll throw up, a guy pushed in too far once and I spit up. There's no way that's ever going to work. "That's part of the package." Mrs Cooper said. Oh no, I start sucking Mr Cooper's cock deeper, trying to see how deep I can manage without gagging. Each time it hits the back of my throat I have to pull back not to choke. Suddenly I gasp and feel dizzy. My nipples begin to sting and a wave of warmth flows through me. One of them had flipped my switch on. I force myself to suck Mr Cooper's cock into my throat one last time when he grabs a handful of my hair and pulls me off his cock. I'm still gasping as he spun me around, then pushed me over at the waist saying... "Grab your ankles Becca!" I reach down and grab my ankles as Mr Cooper grabs a hip and yanks the velcro tab at the back of my panties and they fall to the floor between my feet. I feel his cock slide between my slit, then as it lines up, it's shoved into me. I'm already slippery wet and it doesn't stop pushing in till he's pressed against my ass. Then he starts thrusting in and out and I'm sure he's only trying to finish off. While Mr Cooper's fucking me, Mrs Cooper says... "I'm sure she makes as good a wet hole as the next bitch!" "Pretty much, but her heels need to be an inch or so higher to line up perfectly." "She's shorter than Ellie, we'll get her some 6 inch spikes. That should make up the difference." She said. He slammed into me hard, then ground it in. I felt his cock throb then pulse as he came. After a moment he pulled back a little and thrust again. After three series of thrusts he stays buried deep and I felt his slight jerks lessen each time. He finally pulled out and let go saying... "Ok, go ahead and clean me up." I got down on my knees and turned to face him. His cock was already softening as I began licking it. I wrapped my hand around it at the base and milked it, seeing droplets of his cum ooze out of his little hole. I continued until nothing more came out, then licked his cock clean. When I felt he would be satisfied, I stood and walked to the sink, turned it on and wet a washcloth with warm water. As I washed Mr Cooper's cock and wet pubes, he said... "Yeah, go ahead and take Becca back in today for that oral package and whatever else you need." "I'll call ahead and set it up so I can drop her off on my way." I felt my eyes watering and fought to keep myself from crying as I washed Mr Cooper's cock. Then he said... "How hard would it be to color her hair the same as Ellie's? Oh, and get those heels you mentioned." Mrs Cooper chuckled and said... "You know, you can make this one look more like Ellie, but she's never going to be Ellie." "I know, but at least we can do what we can." "Well, let's see how the new oral package works, you might like it even better. As far as the hair goes, I'll talk to Jenna at the salon. She probably has Ellie's color on file. I'm not sure if pink will look good with Becca's skin tone. This one looks like she got more sun." She said. "Whatever, just do what you can do." He said. I finished wiping down Mr Cooper's cock and crotch, picked up my panties off the floor and went back to the sink. As I rinsed the washcloth out I could feel his cum oozing from me. I glanced over and watched Mr Cooper walking out to the bedroom. I quickly reached under and wiped my pussy with the warm cloth, cleaning what's already oozed out. As I looked toward Mrs Cooper, I saw her watching me. When me made eye contact she said... "When your finished, you can bathe me. I'm done soaking." "Yes Ma'am." I kept wiping myself, but I was still so wet that my own juices kept flowing, washing Mr Cooper's cum out as I stood. It was frustrating because he had left my libido switch on, and my body kept producing fluids as fast as I could wipe. Finally I gave up and walked to the corner tub where Mrs Cooper was lying back in the built in lounge. The air bubbles were still coming up, but the bubble were beginning to disappear. She was relaxing with her eyes closed when I took a fresh washcloth and began washing her with body wash. She raised her leg and rested her foot on the side of the tub, making it easier for me. About halfway through bathing her, she finally spoke, saying... "Don't take what my husband said upset you. He had a crush on Ellie and misses her. You'll be fine when he gets used to you." I couldn't look at her and felt embarrassed. I was surprised she noticed I was upset, and still felt uncomfortable with how open I could be with her. I continued washing her but answered... "Thank you Ma'am, I really I'm trying to please him." I looked at her briefly out of the corner of my eyes. She was looking me over and staring at my cleavage exposed from the low cut dress. "Your nipples are still hard." "Yes Ma'am, I'm sorry." I said. She was quiet for a moment and I continued washing her feet. Suddenly I felt my libido switch turn off and took a deep breath. Then she said... "I see my husband left your switch on. Becca, if that happens again, you may come to either of us and let us know. Just say, you're tripped, we'll know what you mean." I felt relieved, and that one comment helped relax me. She still petrified me, but maybe she would wouldn't be as difficult as I had thought. "Thank you Ma'am." I responded. I felt my tension ease from being switched, even 10 minutes is enough to get your heart pounding unnecessarily. I finished washing Mrs Cooper almost everywhere, then she spread her knees and I washed between her thighs and crotch. When I finished and stood up in the tub and I used the sprayer to rinse her down. I was pleased she didn't want her hair washed this morning. I had just helped her wash and dry it last night before they went to dinner. After drying Mrs Cooper I followed her into the bedroom. Mr Cooper was dressed and sitting in a chair with Scott on the floor tying his shoes. She was naked and standing at her dresser rummaging through a drawer. Scott finished and stood, he looked at me, and I knew he had seen or heard everything that had happened in the restroom. We both stood waiting as Mr Cooper stood and walked toward the bedroom door saying... "Bob, come to my office and sit in on this conference call." "Yes Sir." Scott responded. Scott gave me a worried look then followed Mr Cooper. It's 9:50 and the first business appointment is scheduled for 10:00. I went to the linen closet for clean sheets, and while Mrs Cooper dressed I busied myself making their bed. I'm not used to changing sheets daily, previously, I changed them weekly unless they needed it. I've been here five days and this is my fifth time changing their sheets. When I finished the bed, I found Mrs Cooper sitting at her dressing table putting on her makeup. I asked her... "Ma'am, if there is nothing else, may I please be excused?" "Yes, but be ready to leave in forty five minutes. We'll be going to HS so no need to dress." "Yes Ma'am." I said, then walked to my room. I sat on my bed thinking. I've tried hard to adjust to my new life but it's so different than I imagined. After a short break I go to the kitchen and get a glass of water, then lean against the counter to drink it. I've been thinking about everything I heard Mr and Mrs Cooper saying. Mr Cooper and Scott having finished the conference call were getting ready to go. I heard Mr Cooper tell Scott to meet him at the front door in five minutes. Scott made a quick bathroom trip, then I walked with him toward the front door. We stopped in the hallway short of the foyer. He said Mr Cooper had made plans for the entire day and wasn't sure when he would be back. We tentatively made plans to eat together late. Scott abruptly turned and walked to the foyer. From down the hall we spoke until he knelt at his circles exactly five minutes after being told. I knew Scott couldn't speak once he knelt, but I stood for a moment to look at him. Just as I only have two styles to wear, it's the same for him. He used to enjoy wearing some color and for the last few years kept a short beard, giving him a slightly rugged and masculine look. It was quite sexy really, or at least I thought so. Now, he only has the black slacks and white shirt, black shoes, socks and belt. Or an all white chefs outfit. Our laser hair removal has taken care of all except our head hair, Scott's beard is now history and that once rugged and sexy face is now silky smooth. With twenty minutes left I go to the bathroom, then make last minute checks of myself to get ready. It takes me some time to fix my hair where Mr Cooper had messed it up earlier. I take my panties from my little pocket and put them back on. I've never and would have never owned Lady Quick Lingerie. Only sluts and whores shop there. Who would ever need lingerie, even panties or thongs with quick release velcro straps. These panties hide less than my previous business card. With one minute to go, I walk toward the front door. Scott is gone and I kneel in my circles next to his. I've learned to hate these circles even though you see them everywhere. The standard 5 inch ring with 27 inch spread is what you mostly see, but occasionally you see the wider 32 inch spread and some have arrows depicting direction. The ones I hate the most are the diamond shapes. Those have 4 diamond shaped markers for your knees, feet and forehead, and you must keep your hands behind your back. I've only seen those at government offices. I've seen a few 321 circles, but at least there's somewhere to put your hands. My clock now reads exactly 11:07, so I look forward at the focus points across from me and wait. I hear Mrs Cooper in the house milling about. The appointment to meet her friend is at 11:30, so we'll be leaving soon. At 11:15 Mrs Cooper still hasn't come to leave. I can hear her talking on her phone now and then, so I assume something important came up. Then at 11:23 a notification popped up with a calendar update. I immediately bring up the calendar. ---------------------- 7:30 Wake up 10am Mr Cooper. Call advertising agency. 11am Mr Cooper. Meet Mr Taylor for a lunch meeting. 12:15pm Mrs Cooper. Meet Julia Benson downtown. 2pm Mr and Mrs Cooper. Office. 4pm Begin prepping dinner. 5:30pm Dinner 8pm Mr Cooper. DJ interview. ------------------------ I see the schedule has changed and now Mrs Cooper's meeting has been pushed back by 45 minutes. That means we may not be leaving for another 30 minutes. With the change in schedule I begin to stand up. Before I get both knees off the floor the 5 second timer begins counting down. I quickly drop back into place, and swallow hard remembering what happens when the timer hits zero. I knelt perfectly still and wait. I bring up Scott's location and see he's sitting inside Mr Cooper's car in a restaurant parking lot, and Mr Cooper is inside for his lunch meeting. Finally at 12:15 I hear Mrs Cooper coming. She has a very distinctive walk and the clicking of her heels are rhythmic. When she's in the foyer she says... "What are you doing?" I wasn't sure what she meant exactly, but answered... "I am waiting to leave as directed, Ma'am." "I said we were going to Human Services, so there's no reason to dress." "Yes, that's why I didn't change into the party dress, Ma'am." I was almost trembling, wondering what I had done wrong. "Becca, have you not read the Human Services Handbook?" "Sorry, not completely Ma'am." Mrs Cooper began mumbling to herself as she typed something on her phone. Then she said... "You have 60 seconds to strip before we leave." It took a moment to sink in. I wasn't sure I heard her right until the 5 second timer started. When it hit 3 seconds I glanced at Mrs Cooper. She gave me a knowing look, then smiled. At 2 seconds I panicked and began tearing at my clothes. My timer reset to 55 as I yanked at every velcro fastener and pulled the dress off, tossing it aside. My heels went flying across the floor and I tore one of my stockings as I pulled then off. I one handedly pulled at the velcro of my panties and ripped them off. As my knees dropped back onto their circles I was trembling. I looked back up at her as my timer ticked down to 4. Mrs Cooper glanced at my hair and I remembered my hat. I reached up and yanked it off my head and threw it to the side. I saw the timer switch to 0 as I knelt before her. "See? Now you're ready to go aren't you." She said. My lower lip was quivering as I answered... "Yes Ma'am, now I'm ready." She turned to the door, patted her thigh and said... "Follow me." I stood as she opened the door. I followed her naked, just as I was when they brought Scott and I here five days ago. I walked behind her to the elevator, and stood behind her as she waited. Mrs Cooper was wearing business casual. Her skirt hung a few inches above her knees and her blouse shimmered in the sunlight coming in through the window at the end of the hall. The door opened, and a well dressed man stepped left to make room for us. Mrs Cooper stepped inside and I followed her in, then stepped to her right and slightly behind her. As the doors closed the man said... "Parking garage Janis?" "Hi Frank, yes." "How's Allan? I haven't seen him lately." "He's good, busy though." I looked at the man's dark grey slacks and black leather shoes. I didn't want him to see my face and felt embarrassed enough without having to see the look in his eyes. My implant pinged and I assume it was him accessing my details. The elevator ride was slow from the 37th floor and I was glad when it stopped. The doors opened and the man held his door from closing and says... "After you." "Thank you Frank, have a nice day." I followed Mrs Cooper as she walked toward the main garage entrance. It wasn't terribly busy in the garage, but as we got to the Taxi pickup area I saw several others waiting. Mrs Cooper stopped and waited by the curb with me a few steps behind her. A car stopped and another couple got in it and left. Another car pulled up and this time Mrs Cooper stepped to the door. I stood for a moment, then suddenly realized she was waiting for me, so I stepped around her and opened the door. I'm not used to it being only her and I going out. On the other two occasions we left, we were all together and Scott opened the car doors. She got in and sat down, I stepped in and closed the door, then sat in the small jump seat facing hers. The car pulled away and headed toward the center of town. I looked at the taxis screen that showed Mrs Cooper and one servant. It said we would arrive in two minutes. The taxi came to a stop at the Human Services Malls main entrance. I opened the door and got out, holding the door open. There were people everywhere going in and out of the glass revolving doors. Mrs Cooper got out, holding her hand out to me to steady herself. She immediately walked to the door on the far right and walked in. I followed her, and having never entered through these doors didn't know what to expect. Mrs Cooper walked to a counter on the right which read. Service Desk. I looked around the entrance and noticed several entrances into the mall. All were manned and had several people in line. I was being accessed almost continually since we stepped through the door. I stood behind Mrs Cooper until I was told to come to the counter. The man said come close to the counter, and when I did, he leaned forward and wearing blue latex gloves, reached across the counter and pulled my upper lip up, then scanned the bar code they had chemically tattooed under my upper lip when we were first brought here. The man gave Mrs Cooper a claim disc, and while he was talking with her a woman came through a door and said, follow me. I followed her through the door, then down several hallways. Finally she walked into a large open room with a single small window and hallway at the far end. There were several naked people in the room kneeling. The woman walked to an open area and stopped, looking at her epad she said... "Wait here at 19, somebody will come for you momentarily." "Yes Ma'am." I said. I looked down at the number 19 with circles behind it. I positioned myself above the circles, facing the direction of the arrows and knelt. I looked out across the waiting room and counted seven others. Other than those of us kneeling, the room was completely empty. Because of the direction we were facing, it was easy to figure out that those of us on the right side of the room were waiting to be seen, and the other side were waiting to be picked up. Only a few minutes past before a woman came down the hall and took the man who was a several rows in front of me. He looked middle aged and I noticed he had strips across his butt. I couldn't help notice the three people across the waiting room. They were lined up together and all looked exactly the same, like triplets. The closer I looked, I realized one was older, so maybe a mother and two daughters, possibly twins. Normally I wouldn't, but my curiosity won out and I accessed the older woman. ------------------------- CRP: Lesbo's Disco Palace Position: Dancer/Whore/Web CRP Name: Daisy EOT: 99+Y Gender: Female Age: 41 Weight: 138 Lbs Height: 5'5 Measurements: 34C-27-38 Marital Status: CRP-Annulled Children: 2-F(CRP-LDP) 1-M Location: Human Services Health Services Waiting Room Sexual Orientation: Any Other: School District Supt 2056-61 Switch: 29984834 Mode: Off (Options: Off-On-Lust) Last Orgasm: 0-D 9-H 28-M Arousal Level: 4% Triggers: Kneel, Crawl, Dance, Masturbate, Suck, Lick, Clean, Fuck, Hump, Pose Options: Oral, Dance - Pole/Table/Strip, Mixology(Added) ------------------------ How sad a mother and both daughters are obligated to more than 99 yrs. They must be twins or they wouldn't look exactly alike. The mother must have had work to make her look younger than her age. A different woman came out and took a woman back who was up toward the front. I'm the only one left on this side so I must be next. The other side still has another woman and a man waiting. The man looks queasy and I wonder if he'll get sick. I certainly hope not. According to my clock I've been waiting here for 40 minutes. Nobody has come in or out, although someone who looked like a Doctor did walk past. Finally a woman walks in from the front and takes the man out. He looked a little shaky and had trouble keeping his balance. Ten minutes later the same woman came back again for the woman. Just as they were taking her, and out of pure boredom, I couldn't resist bringing her up... ------------------------- CRP: Muther Phuckers Position: Dance/Prostitute CRP Name: Mom-Lucy EOT: 4-Y 9-M 17-D Gender: Female Age: 36 Weight: 131 Lbs Height: 5'6 Measurements: 34B-25-36 Marital Status: CRP-Pause Children: 2-M Location: Human Services Health Services Waiting Room Sexual Orientation: Any Other: Good Head, Good Anal Switch: 29968439 Mode: Off (Options: Off-On-Lust) Last Orgasm: 1-D 3-H 7-M Arousal Level: 2% Triggers: Kneel, Spread, Dance, Masturbate, Suck, Lick, Clean, Fuck, Display, Grind Options: Dance - Table/Strip, French, Spanish(Added) ------------------------ I watched them walk out while I read her info. I realized we were luckier than she. Serving only one couple is nothing compared to what I read. Not only her but the mother and her daughters who still knelt across from me. Finally after 1 hr and 18 minutes a woman came for me. I followed her down the hallway and into a small examining room. I remember these rooms when I was brought here 10 days ago. The woman had me sit in the chair, then strapped me in, complete with stirrups. Once I was tilted back she walked to a computer terminal and began typing. The large screen mounted on the wall came to life and I saw my own information displayed. I was surprised at how much more there is than I thought. ------------------------- CRP: Mr & Mrs Allan Cooper CRP Name: Becca EOT: 6-Y 11-M 26-D Gender: Female Age: 24 Weight: 118 Lbs Height: 5'2 Measurements: 34C-24-34 Marital Status: CRP Pause Spouse: Bob (Bobber) Location: Human Services Programming Room 6 Sexual Orientation: Hetero Other: Good Anal, Fair Head Switch: 29986757 On: 5-H 31-M Lust: 1-H 8-M Avail: 9,993-H Arousal Level: 1% Mode: Off (Options: Off-On-Lust) Last Orgasm: 1-D 12-H 49-M Last Suck: 3-H 52-M Last Lick: 2-D 9-H 38-M Last Fuck: 3-H 23-M Last Anal: 2-D 8-H 55-M Last Mast: 5-D 18-H 16-M Totals Log Last 12-Days Cocks: 1 Clits: 1 Licks: 2 Sucks: 4 Throated: 0 Vaginal Fucks: 2 Anal Fucks: 2 Obedience Triggers: Remote Acknowledge 15-S Local Compliance 5-S Enforcement Level 30% Enforcement Time 2-4-8-16 Enforcement Auto Up +10% Enforcement Reset 30-D Spousal Access Ask 1st Triggers: Freeze, Heel, Follow, Kneel, Present, Masturbate, Suck, Lick, Fuck, Clean Options: Culinary/Personal Menu Scheduled: Oral Pkg, Massage Pkg, Clit/Nipple/Tongue Rings ------------------------ I took my time reading through the extensive list. I had no idea so much information was tracked and logged. When I bring myself up I get less than half this information. I ask the woman... "Ma'am, why don't I see all this information when I access myself or my husband?" She looked at me, then up at the screen, then said... "No, you wouldn't have access to most of that." She said. "Who does Ma'am?" "Everybody, well anybody not in the system." "Ma'am, you mean anyone walking down the street who accesses me sees all that?" "Yes, why?" I was totally embarrassed and felt such an invasion of my privacy. Completely humiliated. Then I saw at the bottom the scheduled services today and almost began shaking, then asked... "What are all those things scheduled Ma'am?" Again she looked at the screen. Then looked at me and said... "Stop reading the screen. None of that is any or your business." "But, " "Be quiet." "I was just..." My timer began 5 "curious why " 4 "all those " 3 "things " 2 "are sched" 1 "uled." 0 My head felt like it would split open and the pain behind my eye was extreme. Being strapped down I could only arch my back and moan out. I squirmed until the pain stopped. Then I gasped to catch my breath. She was looking at me, then said... "Learn anything Becca?" I was still panting but answered... "Yes Ma'am." "Now your Enforcement level is up to 40%. You know, it starts at 10%, so that's the 3rd time you've stubbornly ignored your obedience timer. Isn't it Becca?" She was right, I have been stubborn at times, but I don't think I'm being treated fairly. I answered... "Yes Ma'am." "Well, you'll catch on. Some faster than others. But everyone eventually complies. And there's other ways to achieve compliance." "How so Ma'am?" I asked. "Have you ever heard of personality reprogramming Becca?" "No Ma'am." "Well, imagine thinking of nothing else but compliance, making and keeping your owner happy overrides everything else. Losing sleep because you can't stop thinking of ways to make them happy, even after they've sent you to bed. Having to pass out just to stop worshiping them. Forgetting your own name because it's unimportant. Think about that next time you decide to ride out an obedience timer Becca." I couldn't imagine anything close to that. She was scaring me now. "I'm sorry Ma'am." I said to her. She turned and began typing again. I looked back at the monitor screen and at the last part about scheduling to read it again, then my timer tripped again. 5 4 I quickly looked away from the screen, remembering she had told me to stop reading it. A few minutes later she turned back to me with a hypodermic saying... "Ok Becca, it's sleepy time." I felt the needle go in, and almost instantly felt its affects. A moment later, everything became focused yet vague. ZZZZ I awoke, the lights seemed bright and hurt my eyes. I had to squint till I could start focusing. I tried to move but couldn't. Then it came back to me and I saw where I was. I didn't see the woman who was there before. I was alone in the room. I began looking around as soon as my eyes were used to the light. I saw the monitor was still on but quickly looked away remembering not to read it. I accessed my clock and calculated I've been here for about three hours. I felt like I needed to swallow, or spit something out. Another 10 minutes passed before the same woman came back in saying... "There you are Becca, how do you feel? I felt confused but answered... "Ok, just a little dizzy Ma'am." "You should be, I had you out for awhile." "Ma'am, may I have some water please?" I asked. "Sure." She stepped to me and held up a cup with a straw. I took a sip through the straw and swallowed it. Then kept trying to get something off my tongue. She saw me and said... "Becca, stick your tongue out." I parted my lips and pushed out my tongue. She stood next to me and reached for my tongue, then grabbed whatever it was and held it. She pulled at my tongue and held it out wiggling it, then said... "Is this what's bothering you?" I moaned out and couldn't talk. She was pulling my tongue out so far I couldn't talk. I kept moaning. Then she let go and said... "You'll get used to the ring, but you might slur your words at first." I kept moving it over my lips, feeling it and wondering why it seemed to large. I was finally beginning to focus better and asked... "The tongue ring, Ma'am?" "Yes, you'll get used to it. So, tell me, what do you know about sucking cock?" "Everything Ma'am." And I smiled to myself. "And what about licking pussy?" "It's wonderful, I love licking pussy Ma'am." I said, then caught myself wondering why I would say that. I've never had a bisexual experience until Mrs Cooper. "I see, do you consider yourself an expert at sucking cock and licking pussy?" "Yes Ma'am I do." I said, and thought about it, and felt it was true. "What do you know about deep throating?" "Lots, men love it Ma'am." I said with enthusiasm. Then I thought, but wait, I've never actually done it and thrown up trying. But still, I love doing it and can't wait to do it again. "Ok good. It looks like the oral package is working." She said. That's right, even in my dazed state I started remembering why I'm here. I looked at the woman and must have had a funny look on my face because she smiled back and said. "Everything seems to be working. Part of the oral includes enthusiasm for oral. Sex of any kind actually," I only looked at her but didn't say anything. I completely understood, mostly because I could already feel it. Then she added... "Ok then, so anyway, we've changed a few triggers and behaviors, nothing much though. But let's get up." She began unstrapping me, then raised the chair back to a sitting position. I took my feet out of the stirrups and let them hang back down just off the floor. Then she walked in front of me and said... "Ok Becca, stand up, let's see how you do. I don't want you falling down." "Yes Ma'am." I answered. I scooted to the edge of the chair and put my feet on the floor. Then stood up, holding the seat briefly before letting go. It only took a moment to feel fine and stable. Everything was focusing now and I held up both hands and said... "See, I'm fine Ma'am." "Good, you never know, some people get sick for a few hours after. Not many but some. You'll be fine though." "Yes Ma'am, i feel fine." I kept looking at her lips as she spoke, imagining how they would feel against mine. And I kept glancing down at her hips hidden by her smock and dress. I caught myself thinking about her pussy and what she tasted like. "Becca!" I realized she was calling me... "Yes Ma'am?" "Your staring, go wait by the door while I finish a few things." "Yes Ma'am." I walked to the door and saw circles just to the side next to a coat rack and knelt. I watched the woman as she put some things into a drawer. Then she wiped the counter down. She kept glancing my way to check on me, and when she did I would try to look away as if she wouldn't notice. She walked to where I knelt and looked down at me. Again I caught myself staring straight ahead at her crotch. Then she asked... "Do you have any discomfort from your new nipple rings?" I reached up to my nipples and felt them. I tugged and twisted a little, then replied... "No Ma'am." "I wouldn't think so, but you never know, with the new molecular level rods it's like they've always been there. Go ahead and feel your clit ring." I reached down and felt the ring at my hood. It felt large but probably wasn't. I tugged it and twisted it, all the time looking directly ahead at the woman's crotch. "Any irritation or soreness on your clit?" "No Ma'am." "Good, so, why do you keep staring at my crotch?" She asked. I caught myself and looked down saying... "I'm sorry Ma'am, I didn't mean to." "It's ok, I know you can't help yourself." I wondered what she meant by that. I've never considered myself bisexual, now I'm not only looking, but getting caught at at. "It's not like me, I'm not sure why I'm doing it Ma'am." I said. "It will pass, right now your mind is adjusting to your new package. Within a few days your new found fascination for cock and pussy will balance out." "Thank you for your understanding Ma'am." "Now, lets run some tests, what do you say!" "What kind of tests Ma'am?" "You'll see, now stand up and walk to the that counter." As she pointed to the counter where there was a sink and supplies. I stood and walked to the counter, thinking possibly some cleaning exercise. I turned to face her. "Good, now throw a knee up on the counter and hump the edge." I immediately lifted my right knee onto the counter, then slid in until my cunt was against the granite edge and began humping and grinding my clit against the edge. It happened so fast that I was already humping by the time I said... "Yes Ma'am." She smiled and watched me. I was embarrassed to say the least, but that didn't matter. Only humping this counter and doing exactly what she told me to do mattered right now. I was gripping the edge of the counter with both hands and my clit was beginning to feel raw. I wasn't wet enough so it was gripping my cunt lips as I slid them back and forth along the counters edge. I watched her walk out the door without a word. I continued humping but occasionally slowing when the friction became too unbearable. The ring clattered against the granite each time I changed direction. Ten minutes past before the door opened and she came back in and walked past me to her terminal. "Stop and wait by the door." She said. "Yes Ma'am." I said as I pulled my leg off the counter. I went back to the circles and knelt. I watched her as she typed and after a few minutes she stopped and turned off the monitor. She came back and stood in front of me staring down. I didn't look up at her eyes and switched between her shoes and crotch. Then she said... "You don't think you remember me but I'm the one who did your original programming." "Sorry, no Ma'am." I said. "I also remember making the rounds through the mall with Mrs Hernandez. You remember her don't you?" I felt a shiver run down my spine. I absolutely remember Mrs Hernandez. I stared intently at the woman's crotch and my nerves just went on edge, and answered... "Yes Ma'am, I remember Mrs Hernandez." "I thought you might. Let's see, the last time I saw you, you were kneeling just as you are now. Only then your mouth was open and you were flicking your tongue at me. Offering to lick my clit and begging me to buy your debt. Do you remember Becca?" I held my breath and began trembling. How could I forget being displayed at the mall. I took a breath and whispered... "Yes Ma'am, I remember." "I knew you'd remember that. So tell me, staring at my crotch as you are, do you still want to lick my clit Becca?" Oh no, it's something about the package. I can't help myself and don't mean to be rude. I answer... "I'm sorry Ma'am, but n n" 5 " nnoo" 4 "Yes Ma'am" I lowered my eyes to the floor as the woman chuckled. Then she said... "Let's see then, show me how you were begging with your tongue and eyes before." I was trembling and didn't move, just as I started to speak... "Now!" She firmly said. I immediately looked up into her eyes, opened my mouth and began flicking my tongue on my upper lip. I watched her smile as she stared into my eyes, then said... "There she is, now you look more like the girl I remember." I continued flicking my tongue while looking up into her eyes. I felt just as I had behind the glass begging for a debt purchase. She watched me smiling and watching me a moment then said... "You're adorable like that. I'll tell you what. Until your owner arrived to pick you up, and tells you to stop. You're to flick at every citizen who walks by, just so they know they're appreciated. Is that understood Becca?" I stopped long enough to say... "Yes Ma'am." Then continued flicking. "And if anyone asks, tell them you're practicing your new oral package. Understood?" "Yes Ma'am." I said between flicks. "Good, now follow me." She opened the door and walked out. I quickly followed after her. She walked down the long hallway till it opened up into the same waiting area. I was surorised to see the mother and daughters still kneeling where they were before. She stopped at the first place near the main corridor, pointed to the floor and said... "Wait here on number 1. Someone will come for you when your owner arrives." "Yes Ma'am." I said as I knelt facing the center Isle. She smiled, then leaned down and whispered in my ear... "Everyone who walks by makes you want to cum. Bye till next time Becca." "Bye Ma'am." I said and began flicking my upper lip while she turned and walked away. She left, and when she was out of sight I stopped. I was trembling and my mind was racing. I looked across to the other side and it was empty. To my right were the mother and daughters waiting. I relaxed and got ready to wait for Mrs Cooper to pick me up. It was 4:10 and I'm sure Mrs Cooper will be here soon. It had only been about five minutes before I heard footsteps coming. I saw a woman walking toward me and hoped she was here to get me. As she approached I began getting excited and my heart began pounding. As soon as she was close enough I began flicking my tongue at her. She seemed to be ignoring me but I continued flicking and felt as if I wanted to cum. By the time she was directly in front of me, I was looking up at her panting. She paused and looked down at me with a puzzled look. The longer she stood, the more I wanted to cum and the more desperate my flicking became. Finally the woman smiled and walked off toward the procedure rooms. I watched her leave and flicked until she was out of site. It took me a moment to catch my breath. When I looked back to the main entrance I saw the mother and her daughters looking at me. I felt embarrassed but was sure they understood. No sooner had I caught my breath than I heard voices coming this way from the procedure rooms. When the voices came into view I looked up at them and began flicking at an older woman. My cunt began burning as I looked at the woman next to her and flicked at her. When a man came around the corner I immediately stuck my tongue out and laid it on my lower lip. My heart pounded and I was panting like a puppy. As my eyes scanned back and forth I went from flicking to offering my mouth to the mans cock. I noticed they were accessing my info and then all three continued walking. As they walked past the mother and daughters the man said... "What's going on with these, I finished them at 7:30 for an 8am pickup." "When we called we were told they weren't needed till 8pm, not 8am. They'll come for them then." "Ah, that explains it." I followed them with my eyes, mouth and tongue until they walked out toward the main entrance. It was 4:30 when a woman walked in and I began flicking my tongue at her. She approached me then stood looking down at me and said... "Cute, follow me." She turned and walked back and I quickly raised and followed. I glanced at the mother and her daughters and wondered why they were still here. The woman finally pushed a door open and walked me over to a glass wall and said... "Wait here." I knelt again at circles with my back to the glass wall of the main mall entrance. I was facing the foyer and gates to enter the mall. Mrs Cooper was at the counter with another woman and the woman who had come for me walked back through the door. As I waited, a couple with a teenage boy entered the mall and stood, looking up at the monitors. They were only a few steps away and I immediately opened my mouth and began flicking my tongue as I looked up at them. The parents were reading screens and the young man was staring at me as I offered him my open mouth and tongue. I felt my excitement building as he gazed down at me. I couldn't make out his age, whether he was still in high school or college. His mother looked my way and I began flicking at her. Finally the boys father looked over and I offered my tongue and open mouth to him as the three of them stood. I noticed my information was being scanned continually since I was placed here to wait. Finally they walked to a gate and entered the mall. As another couple walked in, I only had time to flick her before Mrs Cooper walked up with who I assumed was her friend Julia. I immediately flicking my tongue as I looked up at Mrs Cooper. I was panting from wanting to cum and my enthusiasm was obvious. I glanced at her friend and flicked at her while we made eye contact. Mrs Cooper looked at her friend and said... "I don't know what's going on with her. Her switch isn't on. That's the first things I checked." "I checked that too." Julia said. Mrs Cooper looked down at me and asked... "Why are you flicking, I already own you!" I paused flicking only long enough to say... "I am practicing my new oral package Ma'am." And I resumed flicking. "I see, well it looks like you're about to cum." She said. "Yes Ma'am, I want to cum so bad." I continued flicking and switched from Mrs Cooper to her friend. Her friend said... "Well I think she's lovely. And I love the jewelry. Her tongue ring looks so cute the way she flicks it at me." "Yes it does actually. I had them add the rings last minute. Sort of an afterthought. Allan misses our last cunt and she had the rings. Which is also why we're heading to drop her off at City Hair and Nails. She's getting some color." Mrs Cooper said. "That sounds fun." Julia said. "Yep, and it's right next door to a Martini bar so we'll have a drink." I was flicking from one to the other as they spoke. Finally Mrs Cooper looked out the window and said... "Ah, here's the taxi, let's go. Come." Mrs Cooper and Julia started walking and I quickly followed. We walked out and as soon as we got to the cab I opened the door and helped Mrs Cooper and Julia into the bsck seat. Then I got in and sat in the jump seat facing them. As soon as we were settled I again began open mouth flicking my tongue at them. As we drove they began talking about things they did when they were single here in the city. I was becoming more and more excited and panting. Finally Mrs Cooper looked at me and said... "Are you still edging yourself Becca?" "Y yes Ma'am. I barely got it out. She shifted to make more foot room and said... "Fine, kneel here on the floor between us." I got off the small seat and it flipped up, then knelt between Mrs Cooper and Julia. Never stopping my open mouth flicking. Then Mrs Cooper said. "Ok bitch Masturbate." My hand went to my clit and I began rubbing. Then Suddenly an intense heat flowed through me and I had an overwhelming urge for sex. My juices began flowing and my nipple's were on fire. I knew Mrs Cooper had just flipped my switch into lust mode and my fingertips were flying over my clit. I was looking into Mrs Cooper's eyes as I rubbed. She and Julia continued their conversation and I began squirming as I rubbed. I could hardly breathe and panted like a puppy as I looked up at her. I was almost ready to pass out when I heard Mrs Cooper saying... "Yeah, Allan and I've eaten there several times, it's a great place. Cum now cunt. Maybe we can get a table there this week." I exploded and screamed when I came. My fingers were still flying across my clit and I was about to pass out. My mouth was already dry and I was getting dizzy. I felt another wave building as I rubbed. My moaning was becoming louder and louder. Another orgasm was right on the edge when Mrs Cooper said... "Ok that's enough Becca. Stop." I stopped rubbing and pulled my hand back away from my cunt. I was still gazing into Mrs Cooper's eyes panting. My mouth was open and I was still flicking my tongue. Offering it to her. I felt my switch turn off then Julia said... "She's kinda funny flicking her tongue like that." when Julia spoke I began flicking at her. "Yeah it is funny, flicking like a flicken whore." Mrs Cooper said. "Oh, I like that." Julia said. I continued flicking while catching my breath from almost cumming a second time, when Julia said... "That is kind of a cute name, and appropriate for her." "What Flicken?" Mrs Cooper asked jokingly? The whole time I continued offering to flick my tongue on their clits. They joked about it again just as the taxi stopped. Mrs Cooper said... "Good, we're here. Let's drop her off and get a drink. Open the door Flicken!" I helped then out of the taxi, then followed them to the door. As she stepped aside I opened it and they walked in. It was your typical hair and nail salon. Mrs Cooper walked to the counter and a young girl probably no older than 17 or 18 said... "Welcome to City Hair. Do you have an appointment Ma'am?" "Yes I do, actually it's for my attendant. I spoke with Brianna earlier today." The young girl looked at the small monitor and said... "Yes, are you Mrs Cooper?" "Yes." I looked around the waiting area where several woman were waiting. The salon was quite large and quite busy. I stood back while Mrs Cooper and Julia stood at the counter. Then the young girl looked at me standing naked by the door and asked... "What's her name?" Mrs Cooper and Julia whisper between themselves a moment, then Mrs Cooper answers... 'Flicken Whore, her name is Flicken Whore." I felt humiliated. And didn't understand why Mrs Cooper would have told her that was my name. The girl typed for a moment then said... "Ok, we're all set, do you want me to call when she's ready?" "Yes please, thank you, we'll be next door." Mrs Cooper said. Mrs Cooper and Julia turned to leave, I held the door for them. As the door closed the young girl came around and said... "Flicken, follow me." I followed the young girl as she walked past the leather sofas and chairs to a space against the wall between a coat rack and water dispenser. As soon as we got there I looked down and saw the circles. Then the young girl said... "Wait here Flicken, Brianna will come for you soon." I turned to face the waiting area, backed up and lowered myself onto the circles. I looked up at the young girl and said... "Thank you Ma'am." Then opened my mouth and flicked my tongue at my upper lip while looking her in the eyes. The girl smiled at me, then turned and walked back to the check-in counter. I looked around the waiting area, most of the women were over 40 and a few much older. The way I was positioned, I was facing everyone. Some were watching a television monitor that was mounted on the wall above me, that was tuned to a home shopping station. An older woman, late 60s or older looked at me. When we made eye contact I immediately opened my mouth and flicked my tongue for her. She smiled at me and winked just as a stylist came for her. I noticed my information being scanned, then saw a woman who was quite obese looking at me. When we made eye contact I opened up and began flicking to her. She was older, maybe 45 to 50. After a few minutes she got up and walked to where I knelt and stood in front of me. I was looking up at her, with my tongue at my upper lip when she said... "Flicken, were you, or are you, Rebecca Stevens?" I was confused. I don't know this person, or how she knows me. But I paused and said... "Yes Ma'am." "I thought so, I never forget a face. I'm Mrs Anderson, You were in my 5th grade American History, and 6th grade English classes." Suddenly I remembered her. I was probably 10 or 11 years old then. I paused flicking to say... "Yes, I remember you Mrs Anderson. Nice to see you." Then continued flicking for her. "It's good to see you too. I remember you loved drama and music at City Elementary. I always thought you'd pursue acting." "I loved it. I took drama in college but switched to Interior Design Ma'am" flicking again. "Oh good, that's something you can pursue later then." "Yes Ma'am, I hope so." Running my tongue over my lips to moisten them. "You know, I had your sister Bethany in 4th 5th and 6th grades. Hows she doing?" "She's a Freshman at Central University Ma'am." Flicking "That's wonderful, and your brother, whats he doing." "Robert is the night manager at Central Dispensing Ma'am." "Oh I love it there, such a great selection of wine and a fabulous menu." "Yes, they are known for that Ma'am." Just as she was about to say something, a woman walked up saying... "Excuse me Mrs Anderson, but I'm ready to take Ms Whore back. If you'll excuse us." "Oh course, we were just catching up." "I'll bring her back when I'm finished with her, and if you're still here, there's a private waiting room in the back if you plan to use that tongue she keeps flicking at you." "We'll see, thank you." Mrs Anderson said. The woman looked down at me, I flicked my tongue at her. Then she said... "Ok then, my names Brianna, follow me." I stood and followed her back to her station. When we got there she said... "Take a seat and we'll get started. Luckily I still have Ellie's formula in the database." "Yes Ma'am." Then I opened my mouth and held my tongue to my upper lip. She looked at me and said.. "Flicken, keep your mouth closed, unless I ask you something. I'll be using chemicals and I don't want to worry about that tongue." "Yes Ma'am" and I closed my mouth. Actually I was more than happy to stop. My mouth was dry and under my tongue was sore. As Brianna began, I thought about today. I'm glad it was Mr and Mrs Cooper who purchase our debt. I couldn't imagine being owned by a business like so many others are. Like the family who I just saw at Human Services. I could have cried when Brianna began cutting my hair. It had always been long. Lately I had kept it in a ponytail just to make it easier to work. I gasped when she made the first cut and I saw the long locks fall onto the smock. It must have been 8 or 10 inches long. I was glad the chair wasn't facing the mirror, I couldn't have bared watching. An hour later she blew my hair dry. I could only see the ends that she pulled forward, but I was almost in tears. Between the cut, perm and color I was dreading the reveal. Finally she stepped back and said... That's perfect, it's exactly like Ellie's. Then she removed the smock and without turning the chair to show me, she said... "Ok, lets get you back up front. We'll let Mrs Cooper know you're ready." I stood and followed her. I kept looking into the station mirrors as we walked. I paused at one station to see it, but she grabbed my hand, pulling me along. What I saw made my heart ache. Where once my straight auburn hair came halfway down my back, it was now big wavy pink and just off my shoulders. Brianna took me back to the exact spot she found me and said... "Wait here." As I lowered to the floor I asked... "Ma'am, what color is it?" "Rose pink with a touch of fuchsia." She said. Then she walked to the counter, and I heard her tell the young girl... "Let Mrs Cooper know her attendant is ready for pickup." I looked at the other patrons sitting around. I didn't see Mrs Anderson but it had been over an hour. As Brianna walked back toward her station I looked up at her, opened my mouth and slipping out my tongue. She stopped, took a business card out of her pocket and rolled it up. Then she slipped it through the tongue ring and said... "Give that to Mrs Cooper." I couldn't get my tongue back into my mouth to speak. I mumbled out... "Yyse Mmnouum" "Multipurpose, I like that." She said and walked off. I looked around the waiting area. There were two woman sitting in chairs waiting their turns. They were talking about a recent movie, one Scott and I had just seen a few weeks ago. One of them glanced at me, but flicking my tongue only waved the business card. The door opened and woman and young girl came in. After standing at the counter for a few minutes they walked to the sofa, the woman looked at me before they sat down. The girl, who was probably in her early teens kept looking at me while her mother read from her epad. I noticed someone accessing my data which isn't abnormal, but this time I could tell by the look on the girls face it was her reading my file. A moment later I felt my switch flip into full lust mode. I took a deep breath and my eyes rolled back. My entire body quivered causing me to gasp. The girl gave me a evil grin, and I was shocked she would do such a thing. Then she turned partway toward me, so her mother couldn't see. She made eye contact with me, and began rubbing one finger onto another, then silently mouthed... "Masturbate" I let out a moan of shock. The girl almost laughed aloud as she turned back around. She never broke eye contact with me, and we both knew I understood. I didn't budge and was just about to confirm her intention when my 5 second timer began. I begged with my eyes for her to reconsider, but she only narrowed her eyes at me. When the timer read 1, I reached down and began rubbing my clit. Once I began, I could hardly look at her. I felt an overwhelming sense of embarrassment, much like I had felt when being displayed behind the glass of our Human Services enclosure. Each time I glanced up at the girl, she was grinning. Even though I was trying to be as silent as possible, at one point I sucked in a quick breath that caught the attention of the other two women. My fingers were gliding between my now extremely slippery slit and over my sensitive clit. The two woman watched as they continued their conversation about their favorite actors. I was becoming increasingly wetter and my fingers began making noises as they slid between my cunt lips. Then, I let out a slightly louder moan, and the girls mother looked up from her epad. She looked at me, then at the two women and asked them... "Is that one your yours?" Both woman said "No" and shrugged. Then she looked at her daughter and said... "Amy, is this your doing?" "I never said anything to her, but I like her hair." The girl said. The woman looked over her shoulder at the stylists, but nobody was looking this direction. Finally she looked back at me and made eye contact. I got another ping on my info and assumed it was the mother. Then without a word she tipped her head toward her daughter. I was already trembling but managed to nod a yes to her. I was still rubbing steadily, and beginning to moan nonstop when the mother said... "Amy, that's enough. Let her stop right this instant." "But I didn't say anything to her!" The daughter said. "Tell her, now! and turn her libido switch off young lady. Don't think I didn't see that its on." "Fine, but I didn't say anything to her mom." I was still rubbing when my switch was turned off. I shivered and took a long deep breath. I was still rubbing my clit fast when the daughter finally looked into my eyes and said... "Stop" I stopped, and even as I quivered, I looked at the young girl and mumbled unintelligibly... "Yyyee Maaan." The mother, who was obviously upset with her daughter chuckled, then said... "Amy, I've told you to leave other people's things alone." "But mom!" "No buts, this isn't your first time being caught abusing other people's property." The mother said. "Well, it didn't hurt anything. She wasn't doing anything anyway." Amy said. "That doesn't matter, that's why we don't buy you one of your own." The mother said. "Well if you would, I wouldn't have to play with other people's" Amy said. "We'll discuss this at home." "Fine." Amy said. I was a becoming slightly afraid of what might happen. But I finally felt better when they decided to continue at hone. The mother was still looking at me and said... "Well, she does look interesting." A few minutes past before Mrs Cooper and Julia came back in carrying shopping bags. They were at the counter for a few minutes paying when the girl behind the counter whispering to her. Finally Mrs Cooper and Julia began walking toward me. As they walked past the mother and daughter, the mother looked up and asked... "Are you Janis Cooper?" "Yes, I am." Mrs Cooper said. The woman put her hand out and they shook. Then the woman said... "I'm sorry, but my daughter was playing with your whore while you were out." Mrs Cooper looked at me, then said... "I'm sure there's no harm done." "No, I wouldn't think so. But, would you consider selling her?" That got my attention and I immediately knelt straighter and listened up. "Hmm, I haven't considered that at all. Why?" "My daughter seems to like her, and we recently lost one." The mother said. "She was old mom!" Amy said. "Shhhh, yes she was. So, anyway, we've been thinking about picking up a replacement." "I picked this one up at HS almost a week ago. Have you taken your daughter there yet?" Mrs Cooper said. "Not yet, but here, take my card, just in case you change your mind." The mother reached into her purse and handed Mrs Cooper her card. Mrs Cooper put it into her purse saying... "Well you never know. So Amy, what is it about Flicken that you like?" Mrs Cooper said. "I like her hair and those rings are cool." Amy said. "Those are all brand new today. We're still training her but she's coming along." "I got her to do stuff just using my hands and mouthing it." "Yeah, if they understand what you want, you can train them to do anything with hand signals I suppose." The mother popped in saying... "We had our last ones obedience timer turned off the last 5 years, so Amy isn't used to having an instant learning curve they provide." "Ah, well you can't expect them to learn without incentive." Mrs Cooper said. They all laughed. Then Mrs Cooper walked over and took Brianna's business card from my tongue ring. It felt good to pull my tongue back into my mouth. She looked down at me and ran her fingers through my hair. Then Brianna walked up saying... "Hi Janis, well what do you think?" "I think you nailed it." "Luckily I had 3 years of notes from Ellie." "Well, I guess you can start a record for Flicken too." I looked up at the three of them as they stood over me and kept my tongue pressed to my upper lip, slowly rubbing it. They talked about how long the color will last and Brianna thinks every 6 to 8 weeks I should come back. She tentatively penciled me in for 5 weeks. "Come along Flicken." Mrs Cooper said. "Yes Ma'am." I stood to follow. They handed me their bags and we walked away, the mother reminding Mrs Cooper of her offer. Mrs Cooper said she'll not forget. As I walked past the daughter we made eye contact, my tongue still resting on my upper lip. She smiled and waved and I waved back, then flicked my tongue for her. I caught up and hurriedly opened the door. We left just as the sun was setting. As we rode in the taxi toward Julia's hotel they discussed getting together later in the week. It was after 6 PM by the time we got home. I carried the bags to Mrs Cooper's room as soon as we walked inside. I asked to be excused to get cleaned up and Mrs Cooper allowed it. While showering I worried what to make Mrs Cooper for dinner. I usually begin dinner around 4:30 and now it's well past 6 and I haven't even started. After drying off, I stood in front of the mirror looking at myself. Finally alone for the first time since waking up. I felt the tear trickle all the way down my cheek as I looked at my hair. I've never considered a piercing, and now I have them everywhere. As I patted my eyes dry and pulled myself together I wondered what Scott would have to say when he's sees me. I pinched my cheeks to add a little color and put a pick through my hair to lift it some. I could hardly keep from bursting into tears, but knew there was nothing I could do. As I stared at myself the bathroom door opened and Mrs Cooper walked in. I was shaken and apologized for being too long. Mrs Cooper walked to me and began playing with my hair. I stood silently, trying to decide what to do with myself. Mrs Cooper could undoubtedly tell I was upset even though I tried to hide it. She tugged at each of my nipple rings as she explored my new features. Finally she said... "Don't get dressed and come to my room. Don't worry about dinner, we're going out for dinner tonight. Then she left me to finish. I brushed my teeth and felt relieved not having to make dinner. I brought up Scott's info and saw he was at Mr Cooper's club. I miss having no way message him, or my family. Global messaging was something I always considered necessary, especially if a personal phone isn't available. Now the only messages I've seen are from Mr and Mrs Cooper, and I can only respond to them. Finally I walk to Mrs Cooper's room. I assume she wants me to help her dress for dinner. When I entered her room I was surprised to see she was already changed. She called me to her bed where she had clothes laid out. I stood at the foot of her bed waiting. Then she picked up a pastel blue chiffon dress and walked to me saying... "Lets get this on you." I was surprised that she helped me into the dress. The front hung slightly loose and showed some cleavage. If I were to bend over or anyone above me, they could easily look straight down the dress at my boobs. The back came down into a V to my waist and the dress was held up with very thin shoulder straps. It was much shorter than I felt comfortable wearing, at least before. These days, and with the help of subliminal desensitizing I accept whatever I'm told. Mrs Cooper backed away and looked at me. She smiled and it made me feel almost normal. Then she opened another bag and pulled out a pair of the highest heels I've ever seen. She handed them to me and said... "Put these on, the taxis on its way." I stood and worked one of the heels on, but I could barely stand to put on the other and turned to sit on the bed. Mrs Cooper stopped me and insisted I could do it. Finally I was able to get it on, but I could barely stand. When Mrs Cooper walked back to me I was almost as tall as her. She took my hand and walked me to the mirror. I looked like some kind of ice cream cone between the pastel blue dress and pink hair. I could see the nipple rings making my nipples show right through the dress. Mrs Cooper pulled me along, teetering and trying not to fall down. It felt nice going down the elevator wearing something besides my maid uniform, or like earlier today, naked. Mrs Cooper was wearing a nice dress, although not near as short as mine, and not putting her breasts and nipples on display. We walked to the street and waited for the taxi. When it arrived 2 minutes later, Mrs Cooper walked to it and stood. I suddenly panicked and almost stumbled getting to the taxi door to open it. Mrs Cooper got in and sat, then I climbed in and sat on the jump seat. Ten minutes later the taxi stopped on the street in front of the restaurant. I opened the door and got out. I held the door and took Mrs Cooper's hand as she got out. When I closed the door and turned around to follow I froze. Mrs Cooper was walking toward the door of Central Dispensing. A doorman opened the door as she walked up, and just as she was walking in, she turned and saw I was lagging behind. She snapped her fingers at me and motioned me to hurry. I followed Mrs Cooper inside and stood behind her as she spoke with the hostess. I was pinged as I stood and it only took a moment before we were following the hostess to our table. I kept scanning the room looking for Robert. Luckily I didn't see him anywhere. When we arrived at the table the hostess placed a menu down and said someone would soon be with us. She stood to the side and looked at me. Then gave me a funny look. I immediately pulled out Mrs Cooper's chair and she sat down. I help move her chair in as the hostess left. I pulled out another chair and sat across from Mrs Cooper. She opened the menu and looked through it while I waited. A server came and politely asked Mrs Cooper... "Ma'am, may I get you a cocktail to start?" "Yes please, I'll have a glass of sparkling water and a glass of in house Merlot." "Yes Ma'am, good choice." Then the server asked... "Anything for your attendant Ma'am?" Mrs Cooper looked at me, then said... "The same for her please." "Yes Ma'am, but I'll have to scan her for the wine, may I please?" "Sure, go ahead." Mrs Cooper said. "Thank, you, after this she'll not have to be scanned again. She's just not in our files Ma'am." "I understand the process." Mrs Cooper said. The server took a small hand scanner and asked me... "Would you please lift for me?" I felt embarrassed and was hoping to be anonymous. I took my upper lip and turned it up. She lifted the scanner and scanned, then took her finger to lift a little more, and scanned again. Then she looked at Mrs Cooper and said... "Got it, thank you Ma'am. I'll be right back with your wine in a moment." I couldn't look up and would rather have skipped having the wine than going through that. Mrs Cooper was still looking over the menu when I finally looked around the restaurant again. Nobody was looking at me so I tried to relax. I noticed there were other attendants in the restaurant, although none stuck out as much as me. There was music coming from the adjoining lounge, and I remembered being in there a few times dancing with Scott and friends. Later at night it can get a little wild as I recall. The server returned with our wine and a carafe of sparkling water. She looked at Mrs Cooper and asked... "Ma'am, have you decided or would you like more time." Mrs Cooper answered... "I have, we are having the baked chicken breast with baby red potatoes and broccoli." "Excellent, that comes with a salad, which dressing would you like?" "A vinaigrette please." "Would you care for a basket of warm bread Ma'am?" "I don't care for any thank you." "Very well, I'll get this right in." "Oh wait, go ahead and bring the bread basket after all, I saw Flicken eat toast once. She may want some." "I'll bring some back Ma'am." Mrs Cooper looked at me and smiled. I was grateful, not because I wanted the bread, but because I haven't eaten since I had a small bowl of fruit this morning. She kept looking at me, examining every detail. Then she looked through her purse and pulled out some lipstick. Motioned me closer and applied it. Then she said... "Much better, we'll have to take you shopping soon." "Yes Ma'am, thank you." I said. As we waited, Mrs Cooper was going through her phone. Probably shopping, and I waited patiently. The server brought the bread basket and put it in the center of the table. Seeing Mrs Cooper was busy she left without a word. I took a small piece of warm bread and began pulling small pieces off and eating them. It was good and at least a rye bread. I noticed Mrs Cooper looking over my shoulder at something. She put her pcd down and smiled just as I heard... "Janis Cooper! Thank you for coming in tonight. Where's Mr Cooper this evening?" I wanted to crawl under the table. Robert was standing right behind me. I didn't turn around or acknowledge him. This is what I dreaded, coming in here and running into my older brother. He and I had never gotten along well. We argued and fought constantly growing up until we finally decided to stay out of each other's way. "He'll be along a little later." Mrs Cooper said. "Excellent, I see you brought Ellie with you this evening." "No, Ellie's service concluded. This is our latest acquisition, Flicken." Robert stepped around to the side between us. I glanced up at him, hoping he wouldn't recognize me. Then he said... "Oh I see now, yes, she looks a little like Ellie, but Ellie had all those cute freckles around her nose." Was I glad he hasn't recognize me. The hair and situation has thrown him off, even though he knows Scott and I've been processed. He even came to see us on family day. "Yes, I may add those if Allen wants them. We'll see, he misses Ellie." "I'm sure he does. And what an interesting name you've picked for this one. Oh, does this one have the dance package too?" He asked. How does my brother know the Cooper's and so much about this Ellie from before me. "We haven't added the dance package yet. We'll see how she does without it. I renamed her Flicken just today after a trip to Human Services. We just added the full oral package today. But check this out. Go ahead Flicken, show off that tongue of yours." I panicked and froze, then looked at Mrs Cooper who was staring at me, when the timer displayed 5, then 4, I opened my mouth and began flicking my tongue to Mrs Cooper. She smiled and said... "Not me silly, show Rob." I held my breath and slowly turned. I looked up at Robert without making eye contact. I opened my mouth wide and laid my tongue out over my lower lip and began running it back and forth. As I focused on Robert's chin, the timer began again, 5, 4, and when it reached 1, I looked into his eyes. Everything was in slow motions as we made I contact, he was saying something to Mrs Cooper, but I wasn't listening. Then he got a funny look on his face and looked back at Mrs Cooper. I noticed my info being accessed, then him saying... "That's a familiar look, It's like I've seen her before." "You're probably remembering Ellie looking up at you with your dick in her mouth." Mrs Cooper said. "Probably so." Robert said laughingly. "You can always take this one into the back and make sure if you want, she got a brand new oral package installed today." Mrs Cooper added. "Don't tempt me, I might take you up on that!" "Let me know, it's the least I can do. So how's this job working out? We've missed you at the club." "It's going pretty well actually. And yeah I miss the club and everyone there too." I continued looking up at Robert and listened to their conversation. I knew Robert had worked for a large night club, but I had no idea it was Mr and Mrs Cooper's place. I had never been there and Robert had never invited us. I wasn't even sure what he did there. As I looked up into his eyes flicking my tongue, he was continually looking down the top of my dress at my cleavage, and staring at my nipple rings through my dress. "You're always welcome back Rob, anytime." Mrs Cooper said "Thank you Janis, you and Allan are the greatest. I've got to make my rounds, but if you need anything at all, just let your server know." "Thanks, and if you change your mind and need a quick blow and go, Flicken can always use the experience, isn't that right Flicken?" They both chuckled and looked at me, I pulled my tongue in and nervously said... "Yes Sir." Robert waved and walked off. I watched him stop a few tables away and strike up another conversation. I felt I had just dodged a bullet with him not recognizing me, even though we stood only a few feet apart. I know I should tell Mrs Cooper that Robert's my brother, but hopefully he'll never find out it's really me and nothing will come of it. Mrs Cooper began looking at shopping sites and showing me colors. A server came with q carafe of wine, topping off our glasses, then leaving the carafe at thr table, saying it was compliments of Mr Steven's. I sipped some wine and tried to relax. It wasn't long before our plates arrived and we enjoyed a leisurely meal. When we finished eating Mrs Cooper wanted to moved into the lounge. It was becoming evident she'd had a little to much wine on top of anything else she'd had today. She got up and pulled me along behind her. We walked into the lounge and the atmosphere changed from classic elegance to brothel. There was a older man playing slow oldies from the 20's on a piano in one rear corner. In another was a dance floor with a disco ball over it, probably left over from the ancient times. It was reflecting shimmering lights down on those dancing. A woman wearing a tight red sequined dress met us at the door and took us to a table on the edge of the dance floor. She was older, maybe in her 50's, and like myself was in the system, but unlike me, her ID dot was red, meaning lifetime, where mine would be amber. After we were seated she asked... "Ma'am, would you like to continue with the In-house Merlot, or try something different?" "I'll stick with the Merlot." "Very well Ma'am." She said. As she walked away the piano began playing a song Mrs Cooper liked and she said... "Oh I love this song. Allan and I used to dance to it at a little club we hung out at in college." I was surprised, this is the first time she's spoken to me as a normal person. "It sounds romantic Ma'am." I said. "Oh believe me, it was." She almost giggled. She stood and took my hand saying... "Come on, I want to dance." She pulled me onto the dance floor and drew me into her, wrapped her arms around me, and began swaying to the music. Although I've danced with girlfriends at parties and discos, this is the first time I've ever slow danced with another woman. She pushed my head down onto her shoulder and held me close. Had it been Scott doing that, it would have been so romantic. I closed my eyes and imagined it being two weeks earlier and Scott holding me close, and his hands running up and down my bare back, and his hand resting on my ass. As we swayed to the song I opened my eyes and looked at the others dancing around us. All the other couples were citizens and enjoying date night. Through the crowd I watched our server leave a carafe of wine at our table. I held Mrs Cooper much the same as I would if Scott and I were dancing. I felt her pull me tight, much like a hug. Her breasts pressed to mine breaking my imagined dance with Scott. When the song ended she brought me back to the table. She sad down and I took the carafe and poured wine for us both. I sat across from her and she looked into my eyes expectantly... I had to think quick and wonder why, then said... "Thank you for the dance Ma'am." She smiled at me, took a sip of wine, then said... "You know, I'm anxious to try out that new tongue tonight Flicken." Thinking quickly I smiled and answered... "My pleasure Ma'am." The piano started another slower song and Mrs Cooper jumped to her feet, pulling me back onto the dance floor. She swung me around and dipped me. While she had me down she leaned in and kissed me hard on the lips. She broke the kiss and pulled me back up, pulling me into her and began swaying to the music. When the song ended we sat and Mrs Cooper began telling me about the band who first wrote the song. She knew music so much better then me. When the next song started, a man walked up and asked Mrs Cooper... "Hi, may I dance with your attendant please?" Mrs Cooper and I both looked him over. He was fairly old and well dressed. "Sure, be my guest." She said. "Thank you." He said. As he put his hand out I looked at Mrs Cooper. She smiled and nodded for me to go. I took his hand and stood. As he stepped onto the dance floor he pulled me into him. He was tall and his shoulder was at eye level. He was a very good dancer and it was easy for me to follow his lead. He had a way of doing a spin that made his thigh push against my mound. I could tell he was purposely doing it. When he would pull me close I could feel his hard cock pressed against my waist. I glanced at Mrs Cooper as we glided by our table and she winked at me. He could move around the dance floor amazingly well without bumping into anyone else, even though it was fairly crowded. As we came back around and I saw our table again my heart stopped. Robert was back and sitting in my chair. As the song ended and he began walking me back to our table, he said... "Thank you for the dance Flicken." "You're welcome, would you like to stay out for another, Sir." I responded, hoping to delay going back to the table. "Save me another dance later, my dinner table is ready now." "Yes Sir." I said just as we got back to the table. "Thank you for letting me borrow your attendant." He said to Mrs Cooper. "You're very welcome." She said. He walked away and I stood next to the table. I was expecting Robert to get up and let me sit down, but he didn't. He and Mrs Cooper were telling funny stories from when he had worked for them. After a minute Mrs Cooper, without missing a word of her story, reached up, grabbed my shoulder, and pulled me down. I followed her hand as she pulled me down until I knelt next to the table. I looked down and away so I wouldn't make eye contact with Robert. After a few more stories Mrs Cooper said... "Dance with me Rob, it's been too long." "Sure" Robert said as he stood and reached for her hand. I watched Mrs Cooper and my brother walk onto the floor and begin dancing. How odd to see her clinging to my brother as they danced. I reached for my glass and sipped, then put it back as it I had just broken a rule. I watched as they circled the dance floor a few times. They were talking, laughing and genuinely having a good time. When the song ended they came back and sat down. They continued laughing and talking, Mrs Cooper slightly tipsy and occasionally slurring her words. Then she surprised me by saying... "So Rob, as you were saying, are you going to take Flicken back to your office for a quick blow and go or not!" I froze, and held my breath waiting for his reply. Then he said... "Probably so, she's looking hot tonight and I love her tits." Robert said. Oh shit, I swallowed hard. Just as I was about to say something Mrs Cooper said... "She's got nice tits, and as you can see, brand new nipple rings." She said. "I noticed them showing through her dress." He said. "They're great. Look at em! Flicken, pull your dress down so Rob can see your tits and nipple rings." Mrs Cooper said. Oh no, no. I need to say something right now. Then 5, 4... "But Ma'am." I said. 3 "What? Now!" She said. 2 I reach for the thin straps of the dress, 1 and pull them quickly off my shoulders and down my arms, the dress falling over my boobs just in time. "See, I told you she had nice tits, and the nipple rings make them easier to pull on." She almost giggled. Mrs Cooper reached and grabbed the left nipple ring and pulled it out until it stretched my nipple, then let go and said... "Go on, shake those tits for Rob, and show him that mouth and tongue." She said. Again I paused, but immediately I hear... "Now cunt!" I quickly begin shaking my tits from side to side, then look up at Robert, open my mouth wide and rest my tongue on my lower lip. Finally I make eye contact with him. I watch his eyes focus on my mouth and tongue, then fall to by boobs as they wiggle and sway back and forth. My heart was aching with humiliation and shame. Offering my mouth and body to my unsuspecting brother. I can't refuse the order but I can't actually let this happen. "I'm sorry she's so insolent this evening Rob. She's been great up till now." Mrs Cooper said. Robert reached down and tugged on one nipple ring, then the other. I tried to say no, but it came out a moan. He held my tongue ring, pulling my tongue out, before letting go. I was beginning to physically tremble as he looked into my eyes again, then said... "I'm sure you'll get her straightened out. She's been stubborn like this since we were kids." I gasped. I couldn't believe what I just heard. He knows! Then Mrs Cooper said... "Well, we appreciate the recommendation. Her and Bob are working out fine at home." Mrs Cooper said. I was heartbroken, but still swaying my boobs and presenting my mouth and tongue to him when he said... "That's why I called you about them. And she'll come around, much sooner than later. Isn't that right Flicken?" He stared into my eyes expecting an answer. With quivering lips, I pulled in my tongue and said... "Yes Sir." Then I opened my mouth to present myself to him again. As I continued to sway my boobs back and forth, Mrs Cooper said... "She'll be fine. We almost lost them though. There were several others looking." "I know representatives from The Pussycat Club and Black Anaconda were negotiating a purchase. Plus, a friend at HS told me a full offer from Rock Hard Video's came in only minutes after yours." Robert said. Listening to my brother and Mrs Cooper made me cringe. Then Mrs Cooper said. "She should be kissing your ass for rescuing her, yet I sense no appreciation from her whatsoever. Flicken, you should be begging Rob to blow him. Think about that while Rob pushes me around the dance floor." Robert and Mrs Cooper stood and stepped onto the dance floor. As they danced into the crowd I stopped swaying my boobs and closed my mouth. I knew better than fix my dress. My mind was racing and I thought about everything I'd heard in the last few minutes. In reality, Mr and Mrs Cooper did rescue me if what Robert says is true. He has no reason to lie about it, not now. Plus, I remember that our last day at HS there were more people than the day before. I felt a tear trickle down my cheek when I realized it was Robert's call to the Cooper's that kept us from those horrible places he mentioned. The music stopped and Mrs Cooper and Robert sat back down. They were both laughing and I was glad the conversation had changed. Neither of them looked my direction as the discussed a convention they had all attended last year. I remember when Robert went out of town, because he missed my birthday. Listening now, I had no idea he had been a buyer for disco equipment plus finding and purchasing dancers through Human Services. In reality, I guess he had rescued me. After awhile and after they toasted again, Mrs Cooper looked at me and said... "Well Flicken, have you had enough time to think about proper gratitude?" I nervously looked up at Mrs Cooper and said... "Yes Ma'am, I am sorry." Then I looked at Robert and said... "I'm sorry, thank you Sir." I hoped that would suffice for both an apology and gratitude. Anything else I desperately want to avoid. Then Mrs Cooper said... "That's nice, but not exactly what I had recommended. I suggest you present yourself properly and offer your mouth for exactly what he was promised Flicken." I just knew my heart would explode any minute. And why would my own brother go along with it! I took a deep breath, then turned to face Robert. As I spread my knees I had to hike my dress up higher to spread appropriately. I straightened up and looked him in the eyes before saying... "Sir, thank you so much. I would be pleased to suck your cock, at your convenience." I opened wide and extended my tongue fully over my lower lip. Then ran it back and forth while looking into Robert's eyes. I watched Robert look over to Mrs Cooper and ask... "What do you think? Sincere?" "She probably is. You can always flip her on high for more enthusiasm." "That's not a bad idea." Robert said. A few seconds later I felt a jolt run through me. I gasps and let out a moan. I couldn't believe my own brother had just flipped my switch. Robert smiled at me with a grin I hadn't seen since he'd play tricks on me when we were kids, then he said... "Flicken, fix your dress." I pulled my dress up and over my boobs. Then adjusted the straps. I was glad to see my brother coming to his senses. I finished and presented myself to him again. Robert stood, my eyes followed his. Then he put his hand out and I took it. He pulled me up till I stood in front of him. Then he said... "Dance with me Flicken, show me how badly you want to suck my cock." Robert pulled me onto the dance floor. Still holding my hand, he pulled me in and held me. When he began rocking back and forth, I put my head on his shoulder so I wouldn't have to look at him. His hand was rubbing up and down my bare back. It felt weird, and even though I was in full lust mode, my brothers hand on me didn't feel right. I decided to take a chance now that we were alone. I whispered into his ear... "Robbie, please don't." He gently patted me on the back, then whispered back... "Ok, I have an idea." He broke away and walked me back to our table. When we were next to it he stopped and said... "Stand here." I stood as he sat back down. He took a sip of wine, looked at Mrs Cooper who sat with a grin on her face and said... "You're right, she's an insolent little cunt isn't she." Mrs Cooper chuckled and replied... "Seems to be more so tonight." Then Robert looked up at me and said... "Dance cunt." I looked at him, he was looking at me with an expectant look. I paused trying to decide how or even what to do. Then I saw the timer begin at 5. I quickly began swaying to the music. I thought of anytime I'd seen a dancer at a nightclub. I looked at Mrs Cooper who was watching me quite intently. I wiggled and lowered, then shimmied back up. As I danced next to the table Robert and Mrs Cooper began talking about some dancer they had last year. I couldn't hear everything they were saying though. Robert looked across the room and motioned to our waitress. I continued swaying to the music and occasionally swinging my hips to a beat. I watched as the server walked toward our table. When she arrived, she gave a little curtsy, looked toward my brother and said... "Yes Master?" I was somewhat shocked, and wondered what she meant by that. Then Robert looked up at her and said... "Yes, will you come around here and dance with this cunt. Show her what an erotic dance is." "Yes Master." She said as she stepped around the table and onto the dance floor. She immediately began gyrating and approached me. She looked at me, and began running her tongue across her lips as she dipped and bumped to the beat. I tried to match her moves and she came close and began grinding against me, while running her hands up and down my sides and hips. She reached down, raising her dress enough to lift a knee up and ground her inner thigh against my hip. Then I felt her push her mound against me and grind. Her hands were running all over my body and over my breasts. She lowered her leg then raised her dress and began shimmying down until she was squatting, her hands running up and down my thighs a calves. Then she leaned in and raised my dress, pressing her face again my thighs, then pushed her face into my crotch. Me in my already lust filled states gasped as she rubbing her face into me. She was still gyrating even as she squatted. My dress fell over her head as she continued dancing with her head under my dress, gathered at her shoulders. Then she raised my dress and looked up at me, her tongue again running over her lips as she raised up, running her tongue up my tummy until her chin was between my boobs. She pulled back and began bumping her crotch against me. I was now gyrating, trying to match her moves. Her hands ran over her boobs, she began palming her nipples through her shimmering red sequin dress. I followed her lead and ran my hands over my boobs, palming my nipples with her. Then she reached out and put her hands on my shoulders and shimmied closer to me. Her tongue was running over her half open mouth as she looked into my eyes. She came close a began running her tongue over my lips, then kissed me fully. Her tongue pushed into my mouth before pulling back enough to run her tongue around my lips, searching for my tongue. I licked at her tongue and our tongues danced. Then she gently pushed my shoulders down. She swayed and gyrated as she lowered me down. I began running my hands up and down her thighs until I quatting down. Her hand was at the back of my head when she raised her dress up, then ground her bare crotch against my face. I ran my hands up the back of her legs and rested then on her ass cheeks as she dropped her dress over my head, leaving me under it and having her grinding against my face. I gyrated and lifted her dress, then worked my way back up, running my hands over her hips and thighs until I stood in front of her. She through her arms around me and pushed her breasts to mine, then began rubbing our boobs together. As she ran her hands up and down my bare back I looked out and saw Mrs Cooper smiling. I glanced at Robert and could tell he was pleased. I watched as Robert reached out and took her hand, as she pulled away, she kissed my lips one more time before Robert pulled her away. She settled down on Robert's lap and his hand rested on her thigh. He smiled and watched as I continued the erotic dance, running my hands over myself and gyrating openly to him. My tongue running over my lips as I displayed myself and shimmied for him. The woman smiled up at me as she sat on his lap, so I smiled back. I was so hot and horny and even though she looked so old, she caused my heart to pound. I looked up her info since I didn't even know her name. And read... ------------------------- CRP: Central Dispensing Position: Customer Satisfaction Server CRP Name: Annie Hole EOT: 99+Y Gender: Female Age: 51 Weight: 127 Lbs Height: 5'4 Measurements: 34D-25-36 Marital Status: CRP-Annulled Children: 1-F 2-M Location: Central Dispensing Lounge Sexual Orientation: Any Other: Law PHD, 1 min orgasm. Switch: 29586288 Mode: On (Options: Off-On-Lust) Last Orgasm: 0-D 5-H 26-M Arousal Level: 34% Triggers: Heel, Follow, Dance, Masturbate, Suck, Lick, Clean, Fuck, Cum, Grind Options: Fucking, Oral, Erotic Dance, Submission ------------------------ I was surprised to see she's older than my mother. I continued shimmying up and down and rubbing my body while running my tongue over my lips to Mrs Cooper and Robert. | watched Robert slip his hand under Annie's dress, and slide it up to her cunt. I watched her eyes close as I could only assume he pushed his fingers into her cunt. I watched her spread her thighs and part her lips, her breath quickening. Then Robert's began pumping his fingers in and out of her. I danced and gyrated as he fingers her. Mrs Cooper smiling at him as they discussed something I couldn't hear. Then Robert pulled his hand out from under her dress and looked at his fingers. He held his fingers under her nose, when she stuck out her tongue, he pulled his hand away. Then he held his finger up toward me and motioned me closer. As I moved closer he put his fingers to my lips, then pushed them into my mouth. I sucked his wet fingers, tasting Annie's juices. He began fucking my mouth with his fingers, until he finally pulled them out and looked at them. He smiled up at me as I gyrated and swayed. I watched Robert whisper in Annie's ear and she got off his lap, kissed his cheek and walked away. Then Robert spoke with Mrs Cooper a few minutes while leaving me to dance. Robert stood and stepped onto the dance floor. He came to me and began dancing with me again. This time I didn't hesitate and began bumping and grinding against him. I ran my hands up and down his sides. He began running his hands over me as I ground my body against his. I pushed my boobs against him and rubs his chest. Then as he looked at me, his hands pushed lightly on my shoulders. I began shimmying down, running my hands down his thighs. I was gyrating as I squatted, hips still swinging back and forth. I had my hands around the back of Robert's knees when I leaned forward and rubbed my face into his crotch. I could feel his cock easily through his slacks pushing against my face. As I rubbed, Robert thrust his hips into me hard a few times. I slowly worked my way up, dragging my breasts against his crotch and continuing up until I was pressed against his chest. I ground myself against him until the music ended and he grabbed my hand and walked to the table. Robert sat down and held me in front of him, he looked at Mrs Cooper who was smiling at him. Then he looked up and me and said... "That's more like it cunt. You may now kneel and present that mouth and tongue for use." He opened his legs wide and I lowered to the floor. I raised my dress wide enough to spread an appropriate width. I leaned forward putting my hands on the floor in front of me and opened my mouth fully, then rested my tongue out invitingly. My mouth was inches from his crotch and I stared at the bulge in his pants. I waited as he and Mrs Cooper talked about an upcoming convention. I noticed it was 9:48 and I had been staring at Robert's cock and crotch for several songs. With my feet sticking out onto the dance floor several times they had been accidentally kicked. I felt Robert's hand gently rest on my head, stroking my head much like someone would pet a dog. Then Robert said... "Flicken, you may kiss my cock through my pants." "Thank you Sir." I said. I locked my eyes onto where I could see the outline of Robert's cock, then tipped farther in until my lips felt it through the fabric of his pants and kissed it. I kissed along its length as well as I could feel it with my lips. After a few minutes of concentrating on what I was doing, Robert pushed me back. I knelt again in front of him. Then I noticed Annie standing next to the table. Robert and Mrs Cooper were talking, but Mrs Cooper was also talking on her phone. After a moment, Robert said... "Annie, take Flicken to the lobby to wait. A driver will be coming for her. Flicken, go with Annie." "Yes Master." Annie said. "Yes Sir." I responded. I stood and glanced at Mrs Cooper who was on the phone, she smiled to me as she listened. I looked at Robert who was also looking at Mrs Cooper. Then Annie said... "Come Flicken." I followed Annie out of the lounge, through the main dining room and past the hostess desk. Then she walked to a counter with a girl standing behind it, and said... "Hi Ms Davis, I need to check in Flicken. Someone will be coming for her soon." "Sure, how's your night?" The girl said as she separated a ticket and handed half to Annie. "Good, it's a slow night. Piano night's usually are but that's fine with me." "I feel the same but the restaurants been busy." Then she opened part of the counter and said... "This way Flicken." I walked through the gap and into the room. I watched Annie walk away as the girl closed the counter and turned to me. I couldn't figure it out but she looked familiar. She stuck a self stick ticket onto my dress at the shoulder and said... "This way." I followed her past racks of coats to the back wall. I saw 2 others kneeling at circles against the wall. The girl pointed to the next pair of circles just past them and said... "You can wait there, no talking." "Yes Ma'am." I said. She watched as I backed up against the wall and lowered myself down over the circles. These circles were wider than others and my dress was up to my waist. I felt my inner thighs stretching and hoped I wouldn't be here long. It's harder when your not as long legged as other. Sbe waited until I was settled, then walked back to the counter, sat on a stool and started looking through her phone. I looked to my right at the two other women kneeling. The one next to me was possibly mid thirties and the woman just past her was a little older. When I looked back to the counter, the girl was taking a picture of me with her phone. I guessed her at 18 or 19. It's hard to tell. I was curious who she is and why she looks familiar so I look her up. ------------------------- Name: Brandy Davis Gender: Female Age: 17 City High: Junior ------------------------ I remember her. She lived down the street and I babysat her till I left for college 5 years ago. She was 12 the Last time I watched her. I thought how ironic, now here she is babysitting me. It's been a completely different day than I expected. I thought I lived in a big city, yet I'm running into people I've known. And the whole deal with my bother has my brain frazzled. Brandy keeps turning around checking on us, what does she expect to happen to us, we've got nothing to do but kneel here and wait. Someone comes to the counter and she walks back near us and get 2 coats off the hangers and takes them up. She eyes us like we may rebel. She has to know that's impossible. Now there's a line and I wonder why. It's 10:15 so I'm sure the restaurant probably stopped serving and now will begin clearing out. Brandy comes back to the woman next to me saying... "They're here, come." The woman got up and followed her. Brandy stopped an took coats off the racks and put them over her arms as they walked back to the front. Brandy let her out and I saw a couple, and just the top of a child's head above the counter walking away. Again Brandy walks back but this time she says... "Your ride is here." As I was getting to my feet she said added... "Bethany says hi." I looked at her as I pulled my dress back down and straightened it. Then she added... "She thinks your hair is pretty cool, I do too." "Did you show her a picture, Ma'am?" I asked. "Yeah, she said she didn't know what happened to you so I copied her on your info too." Wonderful I thought, this days just couldn't get any better. I assume Bethany and her had spent a few years in High School together even though my sister is 2 years ahead. She was looking at me expectantly so I answered... "Thank you for letting me know, and tell her I said hello back Ma'am." "I will, it was good seeing you again. I saw you at your wedding, we didn't talk and you were busy." "Good seeing you too, and thank you for attending, Ma'am." She turned to me, reached up and peeled the ticket from my dress then let me out. There was a well dressed man standing at the counter waiting. He looked at me and said... "You're not exactly what I expected. Well, let's go." I only smiled and followed him. We walked out to a car parked at the loading zone. He opened the door for me and I sat in the back seat. He got into the operator's seat and said... "Continue." The car signaled compliance and pulled away. Then the man spun the seat around facing me and said... "Hi Flicken, my name is Charles Dugan. I am one of the bartenders at The Birdcage. Mr Cooper asked me to pick you up on my way in tonight." "Hi Sir, I wasn't sure what was going on. Thanks for letting me know Sir." "I assumed you knew since you were exactly where I was told you'd be." He said. "I was exactly where I was put, Sir." I said. "Then everything is as it should be. So, you're Mr Cooper's new, well, should I say, play thing." I wouldn't have put it that way but after the day I've had so far, I'm not sure I could argue the point, I just answered... "I suppose so Sir." "You probably don't know it, but he had another attendant who looked a lot like you." Yeah, so I've been hearing, all, day, long, I thought to myself before saying... "So I hear, Sir." "I met Bobber a few nights ago. He seems to understand the business." The man said. It was nice of him to say that. I smiled and said... "He does, he was top of his class, Sir." "Hopefully Mr Cooper can find time for other things now." It was a nice change to have a normal conversation. These last few weeks have been total chaos and I could use some normal. Mr Dugan and I talked a few more minutes until the car stopped in a parking garage. We got out and walked onto the city street. This was a nicer part of downtown, close to the City and State government offices. It's known as where the elite and entitled come to party. We walked halfway down the street before he turned into The Birdcage and held the door open for me to enter. As I walked through the door, a beep went off accompanied by a small light that turned amber. When Mr Dugan followed me through, it chimed and turned green. We walked toward the hostess station and the woman said... "Good evening Sir." "Hi Two-bit, how's it going?" "Good, thank you Sir." "Two-bit, this is Flicken, she's the Cooper's personal attendant." He added. "Hi Flicken, pleased to meet you." She said, putting her hand out to me. "Nice meeting you." I said as we shook hands. There was a lull while Two-bit looked at the monitor, then Two-bit said... "You'll have to check-in since you're not confirmed Flicken." I looked at her, expecting her to scan me, but she just looked at me, after a few seconds she pointed to a wall scanner. I turned to the scanner, leaned forward, then raised my upper lip to the red laser light, it scanned while it simultaneously took a photo. When the scanner beeped, I let go and turned back facing her. "Thanks Flicken, it's only necessary to scan weekly. Mr Dugan, her Libido was switched to lust mode by Mr Robert Steven's who's not on the property. Do you want it left on or reset? Sir" "Go ahead and reset it. I'm sure it was an over-site, Rob's always been pretty good about that." She tapped the screen several times, then I felt the adrenaline level drop and which almost made me dizzy. I put my hand on the counter for balance. Then she said... "There you go. Flicken, drink some fluids as soon as you can. You can go in now." I followed Mr Dugan inside. The place was fairly crowded. I could immediately see why it's called the birdcage. Several hanging cages, each with naked dancers hanging from the ceiling just overhead. More scattered around the room on pedestals and one mounted on the island counter in the middle of a wrap around bar. I was being pinged constantly while we walked across the room. Occasionally Mr Dugan was stopped by patrons saying hello. Everyone seemed to know him and happy to see him. Finally I looked over and saw Mr Cooper and Scott standing by the bar. Mr Dugan was walking us straight there. The look on Scott's face was priceless when he recognized me. I heard him gasp then look me up and down. Mr Cooper smiled when he saw me and genuinely looked happy. Mr Cooper and Scott were looking at an epad and going over what seemed like a schedule. Mr Dugan stood next to Mr Cooper and joined in. I stood back trying to pay attention but was a little lost. Scott kept looking at me and I knew he wasn't happy about Mrs Cooper's change in my hair color. As I stood waiting, I felt a hand begin rubbing up and down my thigh. I jerked and started to push it away, but before I could touch it, the timer began. I stood still and glanced at the table where four men sat talking. One of them casually rubbing my thigh. Moving it up under my dress at times till his hand touched my butt cheek. I was looking at Scott who was watching the mans hand intently. The man never said anything to me, but his hand continued caressing my thigh and ass until I heard Mr Cooper say... "Becca, Flicken, whatever your name is, come here." I pulled away from the mans wandering hand and went to Mr Cooper. Scott put his hand on my shoulder and it felt good to feel his touch and reassurance. Then Mr Cooper said... "We're a few girls short tonight. I don't really want to but we're going to have to use you this evening." I wasn't sure what Mr Cooper wanted. Mr Dugan and Scott both looked at me, so I said... "What do you want me to do Sir." "Chuck is starting his 6 hour shift in a few minutes. I need you to dance the bar cage for his shift. Sabrina has already done a double shift in there so we need to give her a break." Oh no I thought to myself. I couldn't believe he was putting me in a birdcage to dance for the next 6 hours. And what am I suppose to do, tell him no? He didn't ask me, he told me. So all I could say is... "Yes Sir." "Good, Janis said you could dance so that works out great. Bob, help her out of that dress." Scott looked at me and said... "Sir, what if Two-bit took the cage and Becca, I mean Flicken, take the hostess station." Mr Cooper looked at Scott like he was crazy, then said... "Bob, get the fucking dress off the bitch." "Yes Sir." Then Scott reached down and took the hem of my dress and pulled up, gathered it up in his hands until he pulled it over my head. I stood naked while the three of them finished arranging the schedule. I stood with my arms cross over my breasts. Then Mr Cooper said... Alright Chuck, go ahead and relieve Rich. Bob, help Sabrina down and get Flicken started, then meet me back in the office. "Yes Sir," Scott said. The three of us walked behind the bar. While Mr Dugan got his register ready, Scott got a small stool and put it next to the bar and stood on it, then he unlatched the gate to the cage and said... "Ok Sabrina, come on out of there." Sabrina stopped dancing and grabbed the sides of the cage. I stood to the side and held my hand out to help Sabrina down off the bar. She was shaky and exhausted. As soon as she stepped down off the stool she collapsed on the floor. I knelt down on the floor and asked... "Are you ok? Mr Dugan, can we get some water please?" "Sure, just a sec." He said. Then brought a small glass of water. I helped Sabrina sip some water and catch her breath. She was trembling from dancing nonstop in the cage for 12 hours straight. I'm sure her muscles were aching and cramping. Finally Mr Dugan spoke up and said... "Flicken, get up in the cage. It's been empty way too long." Then Sabrina, whom I really didn't know at all whispered... "Go, hurry or we'll both get in trouble." I stood up and went up the step stool. Scott helped me into the cage, then he closed the door and latched it. Then he said... "Sorry hun." Then he got a strained look on his face and said, "Flicken." "I know Bob, it's not your fault." I said, and watched him move the stool under the bar. As Scott walked off I began swaying to the music. Unlike the piano music earlier, this was a disco with a disc-jockey. The music was faster and pop. I looked down at Sabrina as she sat on the floor. She was looking a little better now. I did a quick scan on her and read... ------------------------- CRP: The Birdcage Position: Dancer, Cust Rela. CRP Name: Sabrina EOT: 14-Y 1-M 16-D Gender: Female Age: 18 Weight: 117 Lbs Height: 5'5 Measurements: 34B-24-35 Marital Status: Single Children: 0 Location: The Birdcage Disco Sexual Orientation: Any Other: Good Oral and Tight Cunt and Ass. Father-JackingJock, Mother-Brendover Switch: 29085756 Mode: Off (Options: Off-On-Lust) Last Orgasm: 2-D 7-H 41-M Arousal Level: 1% Triggers: Heel, Follow, Dance, Masturbate, Suck, Lick, Clean, Fuck, Grind, Pose Options: Fucking, Oral, Erotic Dance, Table Dance ------------------------ Mr Dugan helped get her on her feet and another man came and walked her toward the back of the room. I looked down at the men and a few women sitting at the bar sipping mostly beers. Some watching me dance but most talking to each other. I looked out across the room at the other cages and saw how they were dancing. Most with a slow rhythmic sway with sultry looks and touching themselves. I took their experience and slowed down a little, knowing I'm only a few minutes into a six hour shift. There were four servers all dressed exactly the same. They wore what looked like a bikini made of vivid colored feathers and all had the same feathers pinned and braided in their hair. Like the man who had felt my thigh when I arrived, men had their hands all over the servers as they served drinks. The nice break is between the 5 to 10 seconds when the disc-jockey describes a song or announces a request. That's when dancers can only sway their hips while waiting. And at one such announcement, the disc-jockey mentioned me in the bar-cage, and got an applause. Mr Dugan after about an hour held a cup of water with a straw up to the cage. When I reached for it, he pulled away saying... "Sip through the straw." He held it up again and I bent over and sipped. It was flavored and tasted good. He let me have several sips before putting the cup down and getting busy mixing drinks. A man who was sitting at the bar speaking with Mr Dugan got up to leave and I noticed him putting money in a tip box labeled, Dancer. I hadn't even noticed it before but I thought it was nice. After awhile Mr Dugan offered me more water which I sipped several more times. It did help because without it I would have been tired, especially after dancing about 20 songs in a row. The disc-jockey announced it was time for midnight madness. I looked at my clock and saw it was exactly midnight. I slowly swayed, using the time to rest. I was surprised at how much energy I had after dancing for an hour straight. Then a saw four girls come from the back. They were all naked and painted from head to toe in the same bright and vivid colors and wearing the same feathered headpiece as the servers. They came in dancing and twirling moving through the crowded room. They spread out around the room dancing between the tables. They would push their boobs out and some guy or girl would rub their faces in their cleavage. Patrons hands were constantly between the girls legs rubbing, guys pulling out wet fingers and sniffing them. Then another woman walked out with the same body paint but feathers and streamers attached to piercing rings much like the ones I got today. She was wearing a large headdress of feathers and she walked to the area right in front of the disco booth. Colored lights came on and lite her up, the florescent colors glowing. She began dancing and all eyes moved toward her. The disc-jockey introduced... "Welcome ladies and gentlemen. I present to you, the mother of the flock in all her glory." I thought it was funny and chuckled to myself. Mr Dugan must have heard me and smiled up at me. As the mother bird danced I noticed a pole rising from the floor. As she danced it raised higher and higher. As it raised. it spiraled with the same multi colors as she wore. It tapered from a blunt point slowly enlarging cone until it was the same size as her leg. She continued dancing around the pole. I was surprised at such a large stripper pole to dance with. When it slowly lifted above her knees she began to dance above it sensuality. Slowly lowering, tapping the tip with her pussy, then rising up teasingly. As I danced, Mr Dugan tapped the cage to get my attention. Again offering water which I sipped. It was nice of him to help keep me hydrated. I teased and danced for the men and women seated at the bar or the closest tables. Most had moved their attention to the brightly painted dancers on the floor. I looked back at the woman doing the pole dance. The pole continued to slowly rise, then I watched as she hovered over it, the pole had now reached her pussy as she stood. It continued to rise and she continued to dance and sway until I saw her begin to squirm over the tip of the pole. I realized the narrow top of the pole was pushing into her to the point of discomfort. Now her dance was on her tiptoes and her heels were off the floor. Yet she continued dancing with her arms, running them over her body teasingly. Finally I saw her toes lift off the floor and the pole continued rising. The coned top of that pole must be six or eight inches into her and she can do nothing but remains balanced atop the pole. She continued trying to dance even after wrapping her legs around the ever rising pole. When the pole had raised till her feet were waist high off the floor, the 4 other girls began dancing around her. She continued to lift, the pole that was now impaled in her cunt could go no deeper with its wide girth forced her atop it. As the four girls danced I saw the pole finally stop. Her feet were even with the dancing girls shoulders. I found myself mesmerized by it and dancing slowly. There were muffled voices coming from the crowded room. Then the dancing girls grabbed her feet and pull them out from the pole. They began dancing in a circle. Two girls at each foot danced around the pole, spinning her atop the it. Her arms were outstretched and raised toward the ceiling as she spun. The music playing and 4 girls dancing a tribute to her, the mother of the flock. Finally, the pole began to slowly lower into the floor just as slowly as it had risen. The dancers continuing there parade around the pole, spinning her atop until her feet could touch the floor again. As the conical top slowly eased its way from her stretched out cunt, she began dancing above it. As if worshiping its splendor. I was in awe of the show and how the woman could balance herself atop to pole without being completely impaled. Finally the disc-jockey announced... "On behalf of mother, the flock and myself, thank you for watching. If any of you would like to spend personal time with mother or any of the flock, speak with your server, they'll be available all night." While I danced in the cage I watched the colorful dancers mill about the crowded room. The disc-jockey began playing slow romantic music. I saw an older man walking through the crowd with one of the dancing girl in tow. They disappeared through a door at the rear and I assumed this was his, personal time. Between songs the disc-jockey reminded the room of mother and the flock and the next 5 customers get 50% off. I saw a few hands waving down their servers. I watched the crowd and customers walking dancers to the back of the room. Again the disc-jockey paused, this time reminding customers of the cage dancers. Then he mentioned the bar-cage pink haired beauty in her debut. I wondered why he said that. I decided to pull his info and read... ------------------------- CRP: The Birdcage Position: Disc-Jockey CRP Name: DJ Daddy EOT: 99+ Y Gender: Male Age: 48 Weight: 182 Lbs Height: 5'10" Cock: 6 Marital Status: CRP Annulled Spouse: Mother CRP-The BirdCage Children: 4-D CRP-The Birdcage Location: The Birdcage Disco Sexual Orientation: Any Other: Good Oral, Tight Ass Switch: 23897657 Mode: Off (Options: Off-On-Lust) Last Orgasm: 174-D 21-H 1-M Arousal Level: 60% Triggers: Heel, Follow, Masturbate, Suck, Lick, Clean Options: Oral, Disc-jockey, Pimp ------------------------ I was shocked to read the Disc-jockey was Mothers husband, and the 4 dancing girls were their daughters. I guess she really was the mother of the flock after all. I chuckled to myself. Mr Dugan continues to give me more water. It's amazing how well staying hydrated helps keeping your muscles from aching and energy level up. I wouldn't have thought it possible to dance for hours before tonight. At 2 AM I saw Mr Cooper and Scott leave out the front. Scott was carrying a briefcase, so I don't expect to see them again tonight. A new disc-jockey took over, this one played a more upbeat music which was a little more tiring than the last. I watched all six of the other cages exchange dancers, it seldom took more than 15 seconds the exchange. For the next hour the room slowly cleared. People were finally going home, some almost staggering as they left, and by 3 AM the room was completely empty. Mr Dugan gave me another few sips of water, then walked over to a booth and sat down. Two others came from the back and sat down with him, and they talked and laughed. I noticed all the cage dancers were facing the booth as they danced, but then again, so was I. A courier came in at 3:30 bringing in a to go order, and the three sat eating. All the servers had gathered across the room close to the front. They seemed to mostly mill around. Not a single customer was was in between 3 and 5 AM. We all continued dancing in the cage and the disc-jockey kept playing tunes. I was thrilled when at 5 AM a new bartender came in with a new dancer to relieve me. I was trembling when I was finally able to stop. It felt like I was still swaying for quite awhile after. Mr Dugan took me to the same booth he had been seated and let me rest. It was almost 6 AM when Mr Dugan came to me and said... "Come on, I'm taking you home." "Thank you Sir." I said and got up. He handed me my dress on a hanger, and I put it on standing next to the booth while he waited. He walked me back out, down the street and to his car. The streets were completely empty except for delivery trucks and a coffee shop that had opened early. He dropped me off in front of the building. As I was getting out he said... "I was nice meeting you Flicken, I'm sure we'll meet again." "A pleasure meeting You too Sir." "Do you know how to get upstairs?" "Yes Sir." "Ok, bye now." He seemed nice and I watched him drive away before walking down the sidewalk and into the building. This is the first time I've been alone in public in the almost 2 weeks since the accident. I paused before getting into the elevator and sat down on a small sofa. I wanted to relax and enjoy some solitude before who knows what awaits me upstairs. Not a minute past before the guilt timer began and I was on my feet pushing the up button. When the elevator door opened I stepped in and pushed the button for the 37th floor. Nothing happened and the door remained open. After several attempts at getting the door to close I gave up and read the small plaque that read, Key Card Residents Only. Not having a key card I decided to try one last thing. I leaned into the camera lens and lifted my upper lip displaying my tat ID. Immediately the door closed and the elevator automatically lifted to the 37th floor, giving me no other choices. I went to the door and luckily it opened on contact. It was 6:30am when I walked through the house. All is quiet and I saw no reason to wake anyone to let them know I was home. I went to my room and stripped. After cleaning up I went to bed, hoping to get half an hour sleep. I woke up without an alarm. I lay there for a moment thinking it had only been a few minutes. I pulled up the time and shot out of bed. It was 9:24am and I had overslept. I quickly ran to the doorway and listened for sounds and heard nothing. I quickly put my maids uniform on and fixed my hair. Within minutes I was back in those 6 inch spiked heels walking down the hall. I paused to compose myself before entering the main rooms. I walked through the empty dining room, then the kitchen with signs that Scott had cooked. I quickly took a sip of his still hot coffee cup before continuing to find him. Not finding Scott or Mr and Mrs Cooper anywhere, I went to their bedroom. The bed was unmade and noise was coming from the bathroom. I walked to the open door and peeked inside. My heart sank when I saw Mr Cooper, just out of the shower with a towel wrapped around his neck, and Scott kneeling in front of him with Mr Cooper's cock in his mouth. Scott was stroking Mr Cooper while sucking him and Mr Cooper had a hand on Scott's head guiding him. Mrs Cooper was watching them from the bathtub. When she noticed me at the door, she said... "Oh. Flicken you're awake. Come here." "Yes Ma'am." I said and walked through the bathroom, stepping around Scott and Mr Cooper. I stood at the tub looking down at the bubbles then at Mrs Cooper. "I thought you'd sleep half the day, since you're up, bath me." She said. "Yes Ma'am." I said as I dropped to me knees next to the bathtub. I soaped a washcloth and began washing Mrs Cooper. She got comfortable and let me lather her up. I could hear Scott making slurping noises and occasionally gag. When I looked over at them Mr Cooper had both hands behind Scott's head and was pulling him hard onto his cock. Scott was pulling off and being forced right back on it. I could see Scott's throat bulge each time Mr Cooper's cock sank all the way to his balls. I knew I could deep throat Mr Cooper, or at least I knew how to and how best to please him with an incredible blow job. I haven't had the opportunity to prove it yet, at least not since my new oral package. With one final thrust, Mr Cooper held Scott's head tightly against his crotch. His cock was visible embedded in Scott's throat. I swear I saw it throb and Scott's throat swell as it did. Mr Cooper moaned as he came, fully buried down Scott's throat. Scott began to snort out his nose as Mr Cooper held him in place until he had completely pumped his seed. Finally Mr Cooper let Scott pull completely off. I watched Scott panting for breath, yet never needed to swallow. Finally Mr Cooper said... "Alright Bobber, clean me up and let's get going, we've got a busy day today." "Yes Sir." Scott said as he got a warm washcloth. Scott looked at me briefly as he washed Mr Cooper's cock and balls. When he finished he looked up at Mr Cooper and said... "I'm finished Sir." "Good, go pick me out some underwear and socks. I'll be right there." He said. "Yes Sir." Scott stood and walked out. I continued washing Mrs Cooper and wondered how she felt after drinking so much yesterday. Mrs Cooper reached for a bottle of shampoo and handed it to me. I scooted around and began washing her hair. When Mr Cooper finished brushing his teeth he said... "You did well last night Flicken." "Thank you Sir." He combed his hair and walked out. I finished washing Mrs Cooper's hair, then dried her off. By the time we walked into the bedroom, Mr Cooper and Scott were finishing getting him dressed. Again I watched Scott tie his shoes. I held Mrs Cooper's panties while she stepped into them. I pulled them up and adjusted them. While I was slipping her bra on she said... "Tonight I want to try out your oral package to see if it's all they say it is. "Yes Ma'am." "Did you learn anything? Do you think you can do a better job than last time?" "Yes Ma'am, I think you'll be able to tell the difference." "Good, I look forward to it." "You haven't had much experience licking pussy have you?" "No I haven -(TM)t Ma'am." "How many?" "Only you Ma'am." "Oh, I bought a virgin tongue! That's an added bonus I wasn't expecting." I hooked her bra and straightened the straps, not responding to the comment. She went to her closet and finished getting dressed. I blew her hair dry and helped her style it. Then she finished her makeup herself while I busied myself changing sheets and making their bed. We finished and went into the kitchen. She began nosing around and I realized that only on my 6th day here, I know more about where things are than she does. While she milled around I finished putting a few things away from when they had breakfast earlier. I figured out Mrs Cooper must be looking for a cup of tea when she bad pulled out a tea cup. I opened a drawer where the tea assortments are kept. She took a Lady Grey and after putting the bag in the cup, she looked around. I pointed to the hot water dispenser in the refrigerator door. As she walked out I cleaned up her mess, then followed her. I found her sitting in a chair by a sunny window. She was enjoying some quiet time, but I came to her and asked... "Ma'am, may I get you anything." "No, I'm good. I know you were up all night, that's why I had turned off your alarm, go rest. Julia will be here at 3 and I need fresh fruit and the bar set up for cocktails." "Yes Ma'am, I'll have everything ready." I went to my room, stripped and went straight to bed. I was exhausted both mentally and physically and within a minute was asleep. ZZZZzzzz ZZZzz My alarm went off at 2pm. I immediately took a shower. I wasn't sure if I could wash off the feeling of disgust from dancing all night. Drying my hair is easy, especially with the perm. I added some makeup to my eyes, got dressed and hurried to the kitchen. I began cutting fruit, I know Mrs Cooper loves fresh strawberries, blueberries and pineapple, but not knowing what Julia likes I chose to add sliced apple and orange. Once it was plated and put back in to chill I quickly got the bar ready with ice, lemon, lime and orange slices. I opened a bottle of both white and red, and put the white in on ice. I was ready with only 5 minutes to spare. I brought the fruit tray and a carafe of ice water into the living room and put it on the coffee table. I assumed Mrs Cooper was still getting ready for Julia's arrival in her room so I went to the kitchen to wait. A few minutes after 3, I heard Mrs Cooper walking through the house. A minute later she called me to the living room. I went to her, she was standing by the coffee table. I said... "Yes Ma'am?" "It looks good." She said. She turned to me and looked me up and down. Then she walked to me and circled. She pulled up my right stocking, then lifted the hem of the short maids dress. She looked at my mound then lowered and smoothed the dress down. She looked at my face, then straightened my small cap. Then she took my hand and pulled me along saying... "Come with me." She took me to her room, straight to her dressing table. She began adding some makeup, a little color to my cheeks, a slight amount of eye shadow and finally some red lipstick. Then she stood back and looked again. She smiled, nodded and said... "Yeah, were definitely adding the freckles." She picked up an eye liner pencil and began twisting some dots around my nose and cheeks. Then again she stood back and looked... "Yes, definitely. Now stand up straight, raise your hands up in front of you, just under your boobs, palm to palm, fingertips to wrists, elbows out." I followed along and stood as she instructed. Then she walked around me again, and said... "Feet 2 to 3 inches apart and aligned straight." I looked down and aligned my feet as she said, then looked up. She stood back again and stared. Then she said... "When we have guests, this is how you will stand while waiting or speaking. Don't stare at anyone, but look at who you're responding to when asked a question. Understood?" "Yes Ma'am." "Good." Then she took my hand and pulled me back into the living room again. She let go of my hand once there and walked to a place between the coffee table and the wall, pointed to the floor and said... "This is the perfect place to stand while idle. It's close enough to be convenient and out of the way." "Yes Ma'am." And I walked to the spot and stood as instructed. "Good, that's perfect. You're going to work out just fine." I continued standing there and waited as she looked at the bar. Then she said... "Julia will be here in a few minutes. Her meeting ran over but she's being dropped off now. By the way, you do know how to curtsy don't you?" "Yes Ma'am." "Good, show me?" I crossed a foot behind and dipped. Then stood again. "Good, but lift the hem of a short dress of skirt or gather just below the hips of a gown or something longer." I once again crossed and dipped but this time held the hem of the maids uniform up slightly. With its already short length, I'm sure I had just exposed myself. "That's it. You've got it." "Yes Ma'am." The door chimed and Mrs Cooper tipped her head toward the door. I went to the door and opened it. Seeing her, I stepped to the side and curtsied saying... "Mrs Benson, please come in." "Good afternoon Flicken, how are you today?" She came in and I closed the door saying... "Wonderful Ma'am, thank you. Mrs Cooper is in the living room if you will please follow me." "Lead the way Flicken." I lead Julia into the living room. Mrs Cooper had taken a seat but stood as we walked in. I stepped to the side and they hugged. I walked to my position and stood palmed as instructed. Finally they both sat down on the sofa. After a few minutes of gossip, Mrs Cooper asked her... "What would you like to drink?" "I would love a glass of Cabernet." "That sounds wonderful, Flicken, two Cabernet." "Yes Ma'am." I said and walked to the bar. I was actually pleased it was so simple. Although there's a book of mixed drinks at the bar, I've never felt comfortable mixing them. After filling both glasses and putting them on a tray, I walked back to the sofa. I bent over and held the tray for Julia first. She took her glass, then I walked around the coffee table to Mrs Cooper and did the same. She took the glass and they continued talking. I returned the tray before going back to my position and stood. They snacked on the fruit and slowly sipped their wine. I was pleased to see Julia enjoying the orange slices. I thought perhaps with the red wine it may have tasted like sangria. It was 35 minutes before I saw their glasses getting low enough to walk over and get the bottle. I came back and refilled both glasses. Mrs Cooper gave me an approving smile, which made me feel proud. I returned the bottle and resumed my position. I was surprised of my feelings of being proud. But I suppose any job well done is reason enough. Only two weeks ago I was working for one of the most prestigious decorating firms in the city. I was proud of that. I was part of a team decorating a new hotel and casino with 3 restaurants. I was making 36 credits per hour, now, I have a set rate of 51.6 credits per 24 hour period. I used to make more in 1.5 hours than I make in 24 now. Another 30 minutes had past and I was refilling their glasses. As I topped off Julia's glass she looked up at me, then back Mrs Cooper and asked... "I almost forgot, how did Flicken's tongue work out for you last night?" "I didn't get the chance. Allan called short handed last night, so we sent her to the club to help out." Mrs Cooper replied. I returned the bottle then went back and stood in place. Trying to show no reaction to their comments. "Oh no! You were looking forward to that all day!" Julia said. "I know, but we did go to dinner and dancing. Oh yeah, you won't believe this, but I'm the first pussy Flicken's ever licked!" "No way!" Julia blurted out, then looked up at me. "Yep, so she says. Besides, she can't lie to me so it has to be true!" Mrs Cooper said. "Really? You mean she can't lie at all?" Julia replied. "Of course not. It's programmed right in there as part of their guilt deal-y thing, or whatever." Mrs Cooper chuckled saying. "I never thought about it." Julia said, and looked up at me. "Sure watch, Flicken, how many pussies have you licked?" "Only yours Ma'am." I softly said. "See, a virgin!" Mrs Cooper laughingly said. Julia joined in, chuckling. They sounded like sorority sisters, back in college. Then Julia said... "Not exactly a virgin though." "No, I suppose not. Hey Flicken, when did you lose your virginity?" Mrs Cooper asked. I paused even though I knew the date and who. I said... "I was 19 Ma'am." "19? In college? Was it Bob?" Mrs Cooper said. "Yes Ma'am, in college, but it wasn't Bob, Ma'am." I replied. "Who was it? Hey, how many guys have you fucked?" Asked Julia. I looked at then. They were both looking at me curiously. I said... "His name was Reagan Smithton. I had only fucked he and my husband Scooo, Bob, until Mr Cooper, Ma'am." "So you've only fucked 3 guys Flicken?" Mrs Cooper asked. "Yes Ma'am." I said. "Wow, so how many times did you fuck that Reagan guy?" Julia asked. "Just once Ma'am." I added. Julia and Mrs Cooper exchange looks. I don't care what they think, but I'm not some slut. "I'll have to let Allan know he's only the 3rd guy who's ever fucked you. Hey, so only 2 men have ever fucked your ass?" Mrs Cooper asked. I swallowed hard. I hate anal and wanted to cry both times it's happened. I finally answered... "No Ma'am, only 1." "Wait, so Allan is the only man who's ever fucked you in the ass Flicken?" Mrs Cooper said. "Yes Ma'am." I answered. "oh my god, so the 2 anal fucks on her info are both Allan and just this week?" Julia asked looking at Mrs Cooper. "Apparently so, I had no idea she had a virgin ass." Mrs Cooper said laughingly. "I wonder, hey Flicken, have you ever done a rim job, licked anyone's asshole?" Julia asked. "No Ma'am, never!" I didn't have to think about that answer. Disgusting. Both of them laughed, obviously amused by my response. Then Julia said... "I call dibs!" What? I cringed... Then Mrs Cooper laughed and I thought, ok they're just joking around... "Why do you get dibs." Mrs Cooper asked. "Because you were the first pussy she licked!" Julia said. "Fine, but you owe me, big time." Wait, what?, I waited for the laugh. They didn't, and began whispering between themselves. They weren't even looking my way. Then Mrs Cooper said... "Flicken, rimming is part of your oral package isn't it?" "Yes Ma'am it is." I must have visibly cringed because they both smiled. Then Julia said... "Flicken, show me a little tongue technique." Fuck fuck fuck was all that was going through my mind as I said... "Yes Ma'am." They stared at me as I opened my mouth and began licking up and down, then circling my tongue, then up and down again and finally rolling my tongue and poking it out and in several times, ending with another upward lick. They looked at each other and Mrs Cooper nodded her approval at Jilia and said... "You can use the spare bedroom if you'd like to give it a whirl?" Julia paused and must have been checking her schedule, then she reached into her purse and puller her cell out out sayings... "Let me check with Dave, we were meeting for dinner in an hour across town." "Ok, I'll be right back, going to pee while you call." I watched Mrs Cooper walk off while Julia tapped her phone and waited. After a few seconds she says... "Hi sweetie... How's your meeting going?... So are we still on for an early dinner?... That's alright, later is even better anyway... Yeah we're having fun catching up... I haven't seen Allan yet, he's probably at the club... Yeah I suppose we could all meet there later, I'll talk to Janis about it... Hey, remember last night me telling you about their new attendant... Guess what... No, but I'm sure they'd let you, anyway, she's never given a rim job and Janis said I could have firsts... Yes now! But I wanted to check your schedule... I'll talk with Janis and give you a call later... Love you... Julia thumbed through her phone, never looking up at me. Even though she had looked up a few times when talking with her husband. It had now been 40 minutes since I moved last, other than my tongue. My arms were getting tired from holding my elbows up and palms touching. I looked down and saw their glasses about a third full but decided why not, my arms need a break. I asked... "Ma'am, may I top off your wine?" She tapped her phone a few times, then glanced up saying... "Sure." I gladly lowered my arms and went for the bottle of wine. They were going through this bottle slowly which is probably good considering the shape I'd seen them both in yesterday. Mrs Cooper returned while I was refilling glasses and she and Julia talked about meeting at the club tonight for drinks. I certainly hope they leave me home after spending all night there. I returned the now empty bottle to the bar and added it to recycle bin. I stretched while returning to my place and taking my stance. They continued talking about tonight, Mrs Cooper saying she'd speak with Mr Cooper about it. It's sort of odd I thought, like being a fly on the wall, listening to personal stories as if I'm not even here. After a few more minutes Mrs Cooper said... "Well, I am going to catch up on a little reading while Flicken takes you into the guest room and shows you a good time." I blushed a deep crimson red while they both stood. Julia said... "I shouldn't be long." "Take your time, Allan said he'd be home soon and we've got a few things to go over." "Don't forget about later." "I'll ask him... Flicken, please escort Julia to the guest room. Treat her special." "Yes Ma'am." I said. I stepped around the table as Mrs Cooper and Julia gave each other an air kiss, and she walked toward her room. I smiled at Julia and said... "If you'll follow me Ma'am." "Lead the way." She said. Suddenly I felt my knees go weak and gasped. A shudder went through me as my switch had been turned fully on. I had to get my balance back before I walked to the guest room. I had only dusted in this room till now. I let her enter, then walked in behind her. She closed the door and walked to one of the bedroom chairs, and sat down. I turned the bed down, folding the blanket and sheets all the way to the foot, then turned to her saying... "Ma'am, how would you like to proceed?" She looked at me, leaned back in the chair and crossed her legs. She took a sip of her wine then while looking over the top of the glass said... "Strip for me Flicken." "Yes Ma'am." I reached back to unzip my uniform, Julia was watching me closely. As I tugged on the zipper Julia said... "Flicken, I said strip, not disrobe." I smiled at her, then began swaying to a silent tune in my head. I ran my hands down my sides seductively and looked her in the eyes. I shimmied down, then back up, running my hands over my breasts, then up to my lips. I ran my fingertips across my lips, then back down my sides. As I swayed my hips I reached back and slowly unzipped my dress, then I ran my hands up my sides again to my shoulders. Swaying I pulled the dress off my shoulders, then pulled it down to my breasts, just covering them, then shimmied down and up again. As I raised up I slowly lowered my dress over my boobs, then danced forward, bent over a little and swayed my boobs back and forth seductively for her. As I raised again I dropped my dress and it fell to the floor. She was smiling as I swayed wearing only my a garter, stockings and spike heels. As I looked into her eyes, I crooked my finger, beckoning her to me. Julia stood and stepped to me. She stopped and gazed into my eyes. I ran my fingertips from her hips to her shoulders. I pushed her hair back, then began unbuttoning her top. I worked my way down to her waist, then reached around, unzipped her skirt and pushed it down over her hips. I slowly dropped down to my knees, pulling her skirt down to her ankles, she held my shoulders for balanced while stepping out of her skirt. I tossed the shirt to the chair seat and reached up for the band of her bikini panties, then worked them down her legs, exposing her mound and a thin line of pubes, again she stepped out of them. I one by one helped her out of her heels then looked up into her eyes again while I running my hands up her thighs. I unbuttoned each sleeve of her top then while still kneeling, reached up and pulled her top off her shoulders and down. I took her top off, again tossing it to the chair. I stood, then reached around to unhook her bra and let the straps fall off her shoulders. As her bra came off, I looked at her breasts. Her nipples were hard and slightly longer than my own hard nipples. I tossed her bra aside and stood in front of her. We were the same height even though I still wore my extreme spikes. She reached out and cupped my breasts, flipping my nipples with her thumbs. Then she pinched each nipple and pulled me a step closer. She leaned forward and kissed me, pushing her tongue into my mouth. I held my breath as she explored my mouth, our tongues entwined. This was another first for me. I had never been fully kissed by a woman, nothing more than a quick peck on the lips, and even then only platonically. Then she broke the kiss and pulled my nipples down, forcing me to begin dropping. She released her grip and I continued down until I knelt. Yesterday I had rubbed myself to an orgasm in front of her and Mrs Cooper, I had looked into her eyes while flicking my tongue to her invitingly. I had done it because I had been ordered to, now here I am, kneeling, only inches from her mound. She lifted my chin until our eyes met, she looked me deeply in the eyes and just above a whisper said... "Show me that flicken tongue again." I opened my mouth and licked my lips. Then began flicking my tongue as seductively as I could. Rubbing my upper lip, then flicking while never breaking my gaze. She pulled the little maids cap off, then placed a hand on each side of my head, before pulling me into her. My nose pressed against her mound, I tipped my head back and flicked. She spread her thighs and forced my face between them, my tongue reached her slit and I licked. I tasted her, she was wet and her scent was hypnotic. She ground herself into me for a moment before letting go. I was holding her thighs and continued licking as best I could at this uncomfortable position. She broke away, leaving me there, my tongue still flicking at the air. She put her index finger in my mouth and I closer my lips around it, sucking her finger. Then she pulled it out and stepped to the bed. She crawled onto it and lay down, her head propped on a pillow. I had crawled on my knees to the bedside, my tongue still running invitingly across my lips. She reached out for me, I climbed into the bed with her and she immediately pushed me down to her crotch. She spread her legs and pulled me between them. I slipped down until I was comfortably between her legs, looking at her pussy. Her lips had parted slightly and her clit was peeking out. Then she whispered... "I'm ready," As she raised her knees I helped push them higher. She held her knees and spread. I lowered my face to her waiting pussy and licked along her slit, then flicking her clit and heard her moan. I began to lick between he lips, exploring her silky smooth inner lips with my tongue. I listened to her breathe, her soft moans and sighs as my tongue explored. Her clit was firm and each time the tip of my tongue flicked or pushed on it she held her breath, then whimpered. But this wasn't the task I was given and my tongue slowly began working its way to her ass. First taking long licks from little puckered hole to her pussy, using my tongue to help distribute her plentiful juices from her pussy to her asshole. Her soft moans of encouragement guided my tongue as I licked and poked. I circled her asshole with my tongue, then licked. I rolled my tongue and pushed it into her. She squirmed as my ground my nose between her lips while my tongue tried desperately to fuck her ass. She was squirming and lifting her hips to meet my tongue. One hand found the back of my head and she pulled me hard into her. With my nosed pressed against her clit and my tongue poking at her ass I felt her begin to shake and quiver. She held me tightly into her. I continued licking her as an orgasm rushed through her. As the intensity peeked, she pushed my tongue away. She held me away and quivered as her orgasm ran its course. As she pulled her hand back, I slowly and lightly licked her. I licked around her ass and pussy, licking up the gush of juices from her orgasm. Her hands fell to her sides and she rested her feet in the bed. Her knees still spread wide with my face resting against her right inner thigh, my tongue lightly licking and caressing her splayed open lips. She lifted a hand and rested it on top of my head and played with my curls. It was another ten minutes before she pulled my tongue from her. She pushed me down and swung her leg over me, then sat on the side of the bed. She looked at me and said... "Get some cold water," "Yes Ma'am." I responded. I climbed out of bed and went to the kitchen. As I entered I saw Scott standing by the counter starting dinner. Our eyes met and he smiled. We had hardly spoken in the last day and a half. I walked to him and gave him a hug. Pressing my naked body to his. He held me close and I melted into him. He said... "It's good to hold you sweee, sweeeee, Flicken." I smiled, he had always called me sweetie, now he can't and it frustrates him. After only a few seconds my timer flashed a 5 and I broke our embrace saying... "I love you, but I need a carafe of ice water." He helped me get the carafe and fill it with ice and water while I got a tray with a glass. I gave him a quick peck on his lips, picked up the tray and walked back to the guest room. When I came back in the room Julia was already dressed and tucking her top into her shirt. I put the tray on the side table and helped her zip her skirt. I finished and poured her some water and handed it to her. As she sipped it I got down and helped her with her heels. As I held each shoes she wiggled each foot in, while resting a hand on top of my head. When I finished I looked up at her. She smiled down and said... "Yes, I can see the oral package was successful." "Thank you Ma'am." "That was as good a rim job as I've ever had. You can be my little rim job whore anytime." "Yes Ma'am, thank you." I replied, hoping never to be told to do it again. Then she walked toward the door, and over her shoulder said... "Get dressed RJ, your owner is waiting in the parlor." "Yes Ma'am." I answered, wondering what she meant. It only took a moment to realize she had just called me Rim Job. I took some tissue from the dispenser and wiped my wet cunt. I had been leaking down my thigh being left on lust. I put my maids uniform on, then stood at the mirror putting my cap back on and straightening it. I ran my fingers through my hair since I didn't have a brush and gave myself a once over. I looked as tired as I felt. My self esteem was beginning to fade. The subliminal training had left me with little pride or shame. I stood and took a deep breath, took one more look, adjusted the shoulder straps of my uniform and straightened my boobs in the dress, my cleavage on full display. Finally I turn and walk to the door, turn toward the living room, and hear Mrs Cooper and Julia talking. I raised my elbows and palmed my hands as I entered the living room. Mrs Cooper and Julia were sitting on the sofa where they were before. I saw their wine glasses were full but the coffee table had been cleared. I walked to my place and stood, then waited for a pause before asking... "Ma'am, will there be anything else?" Mrs Cooper didn't acknowledge me at first, but Julia glanced up and said... "RJ, I was complimenting you on your skills. The oral program is far better than having to train staff from scratch." What did she say? RJ? I looked at her questionably, but answered... "Thank you, I'm glad you're pleased Ma'am." Mrs Cooper looked up at me and chuckled. Then Julia asked... "You don't mind that I call you RJ do you? After all, that was the best rim job I've ever had." They were both looking at me as if I had a choice. I spent all of one second considering the consequences of saying no, then said... "No Ma'am, I don't mind." "I wouldn't think so, and you should be proud." Julia said. Why would anyone be proud of something as disgusting as that, I wondered. Then Mrs Cooper added... "I'll certainly be giving it a try later. As a matter of fact, remind me tonight I need to test your tongue and rimming skills." As she looked at me. "Yes Ma'am." I said, faking a smile. "Good, you may go attend your duties now." She added. I reached down, lifted the hem of my uniform and dipped a curtsy, then turned and walked out of the room. (End Ch:1) ------------------------ Mr Allan Cooper 37 Owner, Night Moves Disco. Mrs Janis Cooper 34 Allan's wife of 8 yrs. ------ Scott Burns 24 BA Restaurant Management Rebecca Burns 24 BA Interior Design Scott's wife of 6 months. ------