Teaching Allison PM to join

[Corbie]

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Submission, control master/slave(s). Dracnkitten will be Allison, may need a couple other women, and perhaps another man, but you must PM to join.
OOC:
The characters:
Anderson Jeffers. 45 years old. Billionaire. Full head of silver hair. Overweight but carries an air about him that cannot be ignored. Women still feel their panties get wet when he talks with them.

Brown eyes. 6'1" tall.

Natalia Jeffers. 28 years old. Anderson's wife. Tall, elegant enough to be a runway model, and Anderson always dresses her in designer clothing.

5'10" tall, blonde hair, blue eyes. 36c. Natalia helps Anderson train the women, but she is completely submissive to him.

Allison Randall.

25 years old, bi-curious. Curious about many different sides of sex. 5'3". 34b. Works in an ad agency. Black hair, cut short. Is making progress in her life, and is now being able to afford some nice clothes and nice restaurants.

To start we'll need four women--Natalia and Allison, plus two sevants/slaves at Anderson's house, one Eurasian, and the other up to who ever wants to play her. I"m doing the part of Anderson.


The Set up:

IC:
The questionaire in front of Allison was full of all kinds of questions--name address, (normal) age, (normal), occupation (normal, sort of) and employer, sexuality, questions about how she liked sex, did she like BDSM, favorite position. She wasn't too worried because this was a high-class joint. It may be some kind of match making service, but they had valet parking. She signed it, and handed it to the pretty girl at the desk. She looked it over and said, "Good. I think you'll find our service just what you're looking for Miss Randall." She had briefly scanned the fine print. there didn't seem to be anything to worry about.

Allison hadn't been laid in over six months. She was sitting in her office one night bitching about it, her secretary tossed a paper in front of her, and told her to pick three dating services; and she didn't leave until Alli had done it.

This one had caught her eye:

LOOKING FOR MIND-BLOWING SEX? NEEDING SOMETHING UNUSUAL?
COME TO THE CLUB. WE GUARANTEE YOU'LL NEVER EXPERIENCE ANYTHING LIKE THIS AGAIN.

She was so horny she circle the address and planned to go on Friday, after work. Alli wore a nice blue jersey dress, with three inch stilleto heels on her come-fuck-me-pumps. Her underwear was the sexiest she own without breaking out her crotchless and cut-out nipple bra. Now here she was, wondering what came next.

The girl at the desk directed her to the lounge, "We send our girls in one by one," the woman explained. "It's easier that way." They brought her champagne while she waited and had nice o'deurves while she waited. She could hear a lot of laughing and yelling and shouting while she waited. Whatever it was, it sounded like fun.

Presently another woman walked in, "We're ready for you now Miss Randall, if you'll please follow me." They stopped behind a curtain. "Miss Randall, please remove your dress, you may keep your underwear on for now." Alli looked at her strange. "It is a sex club afer all." Alli shimmied out of her dress adn stood there in her stockings and tap pants panties and her sheer lace bra.

Presently the curtain came up, and the light hit her right between the eyes.

She heard a voice, "Our next lovely lady, is 25 years old, weighs 115 pounds and is five feet three inches tall. She wears a 34 b bra, and works here in the city in advertising. Who'll begin?"

A voice called out: "Ten thousand dollars."

Alli reeled when she realized what was happening. But she couldn't see enough to escape. The light dazzled her, and when she turned, she saw the door behind her was locked from the other side.

The auctioneer responded: "Don't insult the lady. YOu can see she's perfect. Nice legs, creamy skin, nice tits."

Another voice called out "$25,000." "That's more like it." Another took it to $35,000, and it went up from there.

Alli kept hearing a deeper voice, as the bids got higher, that kept pushing it up. She was stunned--she was being auctioned. This only happened in novels, not in the city. But here she was.

"Sold!" the auctioneer barked out. The final price was $150,000 for her. Alli wondered if that meant for the weekend, or what. It was flattering that someone would offer to pay that much for a weekend with her.

Next thing she knew there was someone beside her, the second woman, directing her off to the side of the stage. Alli's dress was waiting for her and she quickly slipped it back on. "You're lucky," the woman said. "Anderson Jeffers only takes the best. Enjoy yourself." The woman reached out and put her hand on Alli's cheek.

Soon a tall heavyset man came in. The woman with him was tall, and she was also wearing heels. Her long blond hair fell in waves down her back, and the silk burgundy evening dress accented her tight ass, and the high pertness of her breasts. Her nipples kept poking through the fabric.

"All ready?"

"Um I guess. . ."

"Follow us." He was heavy, but it was somewhat offset by his height, but there was something about him that made her stomach turn over, in a good way. She couldn't figure out what it was.

Alli followed them. They held hands, and she could sense serious affection between them. They went outside and she followed them to where a black limousine was waiting for them. A real chauffuer was there, holding the door. The man and woman got in and Alli followed them.

Okay there's the start. Who wants to play?

 

[Corbie]

As they settled into the plush leather seats of the limo the chauffeur got in. Anderson picked up the phone. "Home."

The limo glided out of the parking lot.

"I'm Anderson Cooper, and this is my wife Natalia."

"Hello, I'm sure we're going to have lots of fun," said Natalia. She had an accent, Russian, maybe, but definitely somewhere in Eastern Europe. Natalia smiled at Alli and the butterflies in Alli's stomach settled down to flying in formation.

"So what's going to happen now? Alli asked.

"If we tell too much at once, the fun goes out of it. Now be a good girl and pull up your dress, let's get another look at that pussy." Hearing such a well-dressed, and obviously wealthy, man talk that way to her, gave her another set of chills.

He was wearing a very expensive suit, most likely silk, that was light grey in color. Even though he had a belly, Alli felt compelled by him, there was something about his manner that had her doing what he asked.

She pulled up her the bottom of her dress, finally exposing her panty covered twat. She'd trimmed her bush that morning to a strip just above her lips, which were bare. She was surprised to find herself excited by this. These strangers looking at her, making judgement about her. She could feel dampness in her cunt.

The Natalia was there, leaning over her kissing her, pushing her tongue deep into Alli's mouth. She felt Natalia's hand on her breast, through her dress adn bra. Natalia knew just how to touch and pull. She squeezed Alli's tit and twisted just slightly enough to add some pain to the pleasure. Alli moaned into Natalia's mouth, and then moaned again when she felt the long, elegant fingers of Natalia pushing aside the lace that covered her cunt and felt the long nails delicately playing withe her clit.

It came so unexpectedly that she arched her lower back in response. Natalia slide a finger into her cunt, and kissed her again. The hand on her tit squeezed even harder. Alli could feel herself getting close to orgasm. She was surprised by how quickly and easily she responded to Natalia's touch.

Anderson watched, and the cock in his pants grew hard. This new girl, who was so dark compared to Natalia's lightness, was exciting. It was going to be fun to break her and train her. He knew how it would work with her.

Natalia broke her kiss with Alli and turned to see her husband's prick tenting his trousers. She looked at him. The communicated something, but there was no word.

"Not a drop on the pants." Natalia smiled and reached for her husband. She unzipped him and pulled out a cock bigger than anything Alli would have expected. IT was at least nine inches. Natalia unzipped him completely and spread his waist of the trousers, she reached out and took one of Alli's hands, and pulled her to them.

One of Natalia's hands was on the back of Alli's head, forcing it down. "Suck him, child. YOu want that don't you?" Before she could say anything she felt Natalia's fingers at her cunt again pushing their way in, this time three of them. Alli opened her mouth and let her tongue rim the head of Anderson's cock. Then Natalia forced her all the way. The cock went in fast, and felt her chin on his balls. "Suck it." she heard the man say. She did. She sucked and ground against Natalia's fingers. AGain the woman brought Alli to the edge of orgasm and the stopped.

Alli felt Natalia push her aside so they could share the huge cock. they alternated between sucking his cock and then his balls. Soon though she was su cking alone again. Happy to not share it. She wanted that huge thing. He was pumping in and out of her mouth as well. Then she felt the spray of his cum on the back of her throat, it spurted, the cock jerking in her mouth. She felt Natalia's lips and tongue on her ear, "Swallow it girl all of it." Alli swallowed as fast as she could as much as she could. A little got out of the corner of her mouth, but she thought she could catch with her tongue. Finally Anderson's cock was still. No more cum filling her mouth and stomach. She sat up to look at the man. She felt the cum rolling down the corner of her mouth and chin. It ploped on the thigh of his suit pants. He looked at her.

"We'll take care of that later."

From the front of the car, the chauffeur said, "We're home sir."

 

[DracnKitten]

Allison sat up and udjsuted her dress as she slid back into her seat, waiting for the limo door to open. She felt both embarassed and arroused by her willingness to comply with this man's demands, her willingness to comply with his wife's demands without hesitation. She couldn't explain the way they overpowered her mind and body without so much as the effort of controlling a child.

She found herself averting her eyes some as she wiped the remaining string of cum from her chin and mouth, and licked it off of her fingers. When the limo door opened she slipped out and stood by the car waiting. She found herself in awe of the home before her . hell . . the castle. It was massive, and she had never been so clsoe to anything so . . . so . . . amazing in her entire life.

She ran a hand over her arm as she watched Anderson and his wife exit the vehicle, and she barely leaned against the car. When the chaufer looked at her she practically jumped away from it. Uusaully, she was a centered, well balanced and controlled woman, but something had set her off her center tonight, and she was having a hard itme finding it again.

She'd have to find her spine again, if she didn't want these peopel to think that they could walk all over her- not that they had so far but she knew they could if they tried jsut now.

"Am I going to be staying wiht you? Here?" She had uttered the question before she really thought about it . . and then she suddenl had another one, "And for how long?"

 

[Corbie]

Anderson looked at Allison as she walked into the house. It was an imposing sight.

"Am I going to be staying with you? Here? And for how long?" she asked. He could see the realization spreading across her face.

At that moment the door opened and another man came in, he was wearing an expensive leather blazer.

"The car is here, sir." He held out a keyring, which Jeffers took and dropped into his pocket. Allison recognized it.

"And the other things?"

"On their way, sir. Brent and Caden will have them here within the hour."

"Thank you, Owen."

Jeffers clapped his massive hands and a butler appeared.

"Howard, will you please take Miss Randall to the dining room and see that she is fed?"

Howard, the butler turned to Allison, and politely said, "If you will follow me, ma'am."

The confused girl followed him. She was directed to a large dining room. The butler pulled out a chair for her, close to the doorway from the kitchen.

"It is a bit late, Miss, but we do have some excellent beef or chicken for you."

"Chicken will be fine," she said absently.

"Very well."

Allison had an excellent dinner, still trying to work out all the logistics of what had happened to her.

As she was finishing her dinner, Anderson and Natalia came back into the room.

"Your room is ready for you. Come along and we'll show you."

Anderson Jeffers was polite, but she could feel the power underneath it. He was smooth, but with steel all the way to his core. She was interested to see what was waiting for her.

Natalia had her hand on Anderson's arm all the time, almost petting him.

Allison followed the pair up a staircase she thought only existed in movies. At the second floor they went down a hall lined with cherry wood. The staircase continued up to a third floor. They turned into a doorway and entered a suite of rooms.

Allison gasped. It was exactly like her apartment. She moved from room to room. Exactly, not a difference anywhere she could see. On the bed, however were three things, a red lace camisole, pair of red lace tap pants, and black choker with rings all around it.

"Put them on." Anderson was standing behind her, and she jumped.

"Yes, dear," said Natalia. "You'll look wonderful in them. I selected them just for you."

Anderson and Natalia stepped out of the room, allowing her some privacy as she changed.

As she sat on teh bed, she now understood it was HER room, her furniture, her belongings brought here.

Nervously she put on the choker. Things were becoming clearer to her.

She opened the door.

"Is this my stuff?"

"Yes it is." Nothing more.

"Why?"

"I'll explain that later. Follow us." The followed them, luxuriating in the feeling of the carpet on her bare feet.

The went down the hall to another suite. As they entered it, Allison realized it as theirs. As they passed through the sitting room, into the bedroom, she saw a mammoth, cutom made bed. At the foot of the bed was what looked like a dog bed, but much larger.

"Yes, Allison, you're right those are your belongings. You now live her permanently. Already all the steps have been taken to have your mail sent her, your calls routed here. Everything. But this is now your home."

"Why?"

"We own you. It was all there in the contract you signed when you came in."

Allison couldn't believe what she was hearing, even though she had begun to expect it.

Anderson continued, "YOu have to earn the right to sleep in your own room. If you learn your lessons quickly and well, you will be able to sleep in your own room soon."

He stepped closer to her. "Look at my slacks."

She looked down and saw the spot where the cum had landed on them.

"I specifically told you not to do that." He reach out quickly and slapped one of her tits. It was sudden and fast. "You will learn not to make an exception unless I order you to."