Her New Slut

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Catherine laid out a simple string bikini for her maid on the bathroom counter, next to some fresh towels and some make-up. The bikini was nothing special; two pieces of black cloth that made a scoop bottom and a triangle top that held their sies together with thin black string. Of course, that was the point: the garment had to be unassuming for her cute little maid.

She went into the kitchen and pulled her phone out, scrolling down her list of contacts until she saw the picture of her maid bent over, ass in the air, cleaning a spot off the kitchen floor. She licked her lips at the sight: while she didn't have the girl wearing a stereotypical French Maid outfit, she had gotten her to join her for a yoga class in a pair of pants that were so tight and light that she could practically taste the girl's delicious ass as it strained against the fabric.

That was the relationship she had garnered over the past month with the girl. She had hired her as a maid but made it quickly apparent that there wasn't much cleaning that needed to be done. The opulent house was professionally cleaned monthly, so she found other tasks for the girl to do, most of which made her a professional companion; whether it was going shopping, trying out restaurants, or even just watching tv and talking about the girl's life. Catherine had quickly started gaining her trust; buying her gifts, plying her and her friends with booze, and even calling her parents and making excuses for her if she was crashed out on her couch from a night of partying...and she was about to cash in.

Catherine checked herself in the mirror before she sent her text to the girl. At 35 she still had some youthful charm but Catherine preferred some of the benefits of age. Her body had actual curves and a pair of breasts and buttocks that most people would die to even get a look at, which was sadly the fate of her late husband; apparently her sexual needs on their honeymoon were to great for him and he went off to heaven before he could get her off...though the money made up for it. Her body was a flawless gold and while the small black silk robe barely hid her naughty bits, she was proud to know that it was unsullied with any tan lines. She was athletic as well and tall enough that she was almost amazonian, yet her form was too feminine to outside eyes for anyone to accuse her of that. Her brunette hair was done up like in her beauty queen days, all to help make her alibi believable when the girl arrived.

"Hey hun, hope you're excited for this weekend! Before we go, I'll need you to help me in the basement with something. Wash up and get your make-up done in the bathroom first. Put on the clothes I've left out for you, i don't want you getting your new outfit dirty." She texted as she skipped downstairs to wait in the basement for her maid to arrive. She sat down in a leather recliner and waited.

The last month had all been leading up to this moment. A normal girl would have found it suspicious that an older woman found such interest in her. A normal girl would have been uncomfortable if that woman played dress-up with her and gave her booze any time she wanted it. A normal girl would also have really found it odd that her employer wanted to spend the weekend with her and lie to her parents about it. Yet her maid was not a normal girl. She was gorgeous, radiant, sexy, and even a little cute..but she was also a huge airhead. An airhead Catherine had treated like a little princess and a work buddy, why should she think this weekend was anything special?

Catherine moaned and thought of the door at the far end of the basement. The one which led to a converted wine cellar. The one that was full of sawhorses, cages, chains, whips, and toys. The one that had a thumbprint lock and was effectively cut off from the rest of the world. The one where she could turn a bimbo into a fucktoy for the delight of herself and her equally disturbed friends. Friends who pretended to be average BDSM practitioners when in fact they were just like Catherine...

...complete sadists.

Catherine thought to her sweet, dumb little maid. She couldn't wait to inflict pain on her, to make her beg for release and break her. She had already promised her friends a fun party of teasing and torturing the girl when she was about broken and to let her be used as they wanted. Tonight however was what she lived for: one-on-one time with a new girl, breaking her in and teaching her the new way of life.
 
Anna walks into the house and makes a beeline for the bathroom to get ready. Whatever Catherine has in mind for the weekend, it must be something awfully exciting! Rarely had she ever been so adamant about the need for secrecy and preparation.

Catherine has demanded that Anna shave herself completely bald down there. Maybe Catherine had a boy toy for her to meet down there? It had been so, so long....

Anna quickly reapplied her makeup in the bathroom, putting it on a little heavier just the way that Catherine requested. She smiled into the mirror, her blonde hair reflecting the light as he flipped it over her shoulder and headed down the stairs.
 
Catherine smiled warmly and embraced her young friend when she entered the room. She was pleased to see Anna had done as she instructed...aside from from smooth pussy of course, though she'd be getting a good look at it soon enough.

"It's so good to see you Anna," she said gleefully, putting on a Cheshire grin, "sorry for the bikini but I need you to do a little cleaning for a special party we'll be throwing in my special room and I didn't want your dress getting dirty or for any dirt to get on what you'll be cleaning."

She took her hand and walked with her to the special door, pressing her thumb against a panel to make the door unlock. She turned to Anna, still pretending to be the nice older woman who wanted a young friend.

"I only let very special people come in here, Anna. Only my best friends get to go through this door. I really trust you and I think we are pretty good friends by now, don't you?" She said with a wink. She opened the door and walked with Anna down the dark stairwell, "keep hold of my hand dear, the light switch is at the bottom."

The door closed behind them, sealing all sounds and wireless signals. Catherine licked her lips in anticipation like a wolf that had trapped a young sheep. They finally reached the bottom and Catherine flipped the switch, bringing light to the room and it's various contraptions. Catherine had actually moved many of the more diabolical contraptions to the attached storage room, so the rooms crueler purposes were in hiding.

Still, the front room was quite massive and would easily hold a a lavish party though now it only contained a triangular sawhorse that was wrapped in leather, a large, empty aquarium that was almost six feet tall and ten feet wide, as well as a smaller one, a large rectangular cage like the type that large dogs were kept in which had four leather straps affixed to it floor and a bumper of panels that could be opened for someone on the outside to interact with the caged occupant. There was also a standing Go go dancer cage that had wide gaps between the bars so arms could get in but a person would stay in. The highlight though was a large lighted wardrobe that had numerous drawers and a selection of upright dildos that ranged from below average to inhuman in length and size. There was a pegboard attached to it that had various collars, whips and handcuffs hooked to it.

Catherine just smiled, "isn't it a scream? I thought it would be a blast to have a kink themed party at my home. You know, whips, collars, dildos?" She said, grabbing a gel cock and wagging it around like it was just a prop and not a toy she had inserted into a number of orifices before, took me forever to get these toys though and these cages need a good wash. I thought it would be extra fun to get a submissive for the party sonI want her cage nice and clean."

She pointed to a a bucket and sponge, "You'll just love it Anna. All of my friends will be there, many available friends if you catch my drift." She winked, and trust me, after they have a few drinks and get to play with a real life submissive, they will want to really go wild."

She pretended to show concern, "this isn't too much for you is it? I mean, I figured you would like to attend a real, adult party but if you'd like, we can cancel it."
 
"Oh my Catherine! This is such a good idea! Who's the lucky slut? I've played with a few girls in my time, but never anything rough."
 
"Well, that's a surprise Anna...though you know her pretty well." Catherine teased, giving Anna's butt a playful pinch. She was delighted at Anna's lack of concern. It was almost too easy, "well, rough's the name of the game...but trust me, this slut is going to love it rough. She's going to be getting fucked in every hole and get treated like a dirty whore while everyone watches."

Catherine looked at Anna, "since this will be your first party, Anna, what do you think we should do to the slut first once all the guests get here? I was thinking it would be fun to have her in a cage, so everyone could grope her and play with her and she wouldn't be able to do a damn thing about it...but that might be too expected. What do you think we should do to her first?"
 
"I think you should warn her up first, alone. All the guests need to see the marks on her chest and stomach to know how rough she wants it."
 
"In fact, grab a marker and write degrading words all over her body too!"
 
Catherine smiled and laughed at her suggestions, noting them for later.

"Wonderful ideas, Anna. Now, could you start cleaning one of the cages? No reason our slut should get filthy until we want her to. I'll get the other one."
 
Anna grabs some wipes and decides to clean from the top down. She steps into the cage, raising her arms above her head, lifting her small breasts and pushing them out. They jiggle slightly as she applies pressure to scrub the bars. She drops to her hands and knees to scrub the floor, her tight ass facing Catherine.
 
Catherine watched her step into the upright cage while she pretended to clean the dog cage. Once Anna was inside she quickly stepped over and closed the door behind her, snapping a padlock on.

"Here, it will make it easier to clean the door this way Anna." She lied, "The dog cage was actually pretty clean so I'll go change and be right back."

Catherine stepped into a second room that was attached to her dungeon's front room. The room contained a large, circular bed which had a leather outfit all set out for her. She quickly slid on the long stockings, the stilettos, and then a scandalous suit which had a hole in the crotch which proudly showed off her bald pussy once worn. She adjusted the outfit put on a corset and walked back out into the dungeon, admiring Anna's blissful unawareness.

"So Anna, what do you think of my new outfit?"
 
"Oh wow Catherine, that slut will have easy access for sure! I hope she gets here soon, I want to start right now!"
 
Catherine reached out and stroked Anna's face, "thank you Anna, I'm glad you like it but I have a little surprise for you: you're the little cumslut for the party."
 
"I.... I had a feeling."

Anna reaches behind her back quickly untying the top and letting it fall to the floor.

"Begin."
 
Catherine was surprised but not perplexed.

"The bottoms too slut."
 
Bottoms too

Anna nods in compliance, leaning slightly forward as she shimmies the bottoms quickly off. As she slides down the bottoms, Catherine can see that Anna has shaven hours earlier.
 
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