Date: Thu, 14 Oct 2004 16:15:39 +0100 (BST)
From: Josie Crupper <josiecrupper@yahoo.co.uk>
Subject: A Well Planned Seduction

*** I hope you like my story, yes it is all true, the names have been
changed, except mine of course. I would love to hear what you think;
josiecrupper@yahoo.co.uk.

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I looked into the full-length mirror and sighed, feeling a shiver of
anticipation. I knew I looked, and I certainly felt, incredibly sexy,
especially as Megan ... Mistress Megan I corrected myself, had directed me
to dress like this, it just felt so embarrassing, it wasn't a way of
dressing that I was used to having strangers see me. I took a deep breath
and opened the door.

****

    I had been phoned earlier that morning and been told to present myself
at Mistress Megan's apartment at 6pm.

    'What should I wear?' I had asked breathlessly. I hadn't spoken to
Mistress Megan in two weeks and had been anxiously awaiting her call.

    'Wear whatever you like, I'll have something for you to change into
when you get here. Just be sure to shave your pussy completely naked,
Josie. I know you normally leave a tiny amount of pubic hair, but for
tonight I want you to be completely shaven. Of course wear lots of make-up
and I do like it when you put your hair in plaits, you look so adorable!'

    They were fairly simple directions, so I completed my shopping and
housework by lunch and spent a good part of the afternoon pampering myself
for the evening. I had a long bath, sitting on the edge to shave my legs
and pussy, immediately feeling strange with a completely hairless pussy. I
couldn't resist touching myself, running my hand over the soft hairless
skin. I hadn't seen myself like this since I was a little girl. After a
luxurious long soak I got out, dried and plaited my hair, then sat naked in
front of the mirror to do my make-up. I chose the deep red lipstick that
Mistress Megan liked and grey/green mascara to accentuate my green eyes.

    By 5 O'clock, I was pulling on a pair of jeans and calling a cab.

    Mistress Megan opened the door to me with a look of delight and
anticipation.

    'Mmm, you look good enough to eat Josie!' She held open the door and
ushered me in to her small apartment. The smell of incense bringing back
incredibly sexual memories that immediately made me tremble in
anticipation. Mistress Megan was obviously excited as well.

    'We're going to have a special treat tonight, Josie. You're going to
help me seduce a friend that I know is tempted by other woman, she's been
whispering about it for ages but just never makes the move. You're going to
help me put that right!' She smiled at me and led me by the hand to her
bedroom. 'I'm going to open some wine, you get dressed,' she pointed to a
pile of clothes on the bed. 'I'll be back in a while to watch.'

    As the door closed behind me I looked to the small pile of clothes on
the bed. Everything appeared to be newly bought. A pair of black seamed
stockings, still in their pack was on top of a matching set of black lace
knickers and bra. Underneath was a folded dress of small blue and white
squares - I held it up.

    It looked a little like a waitress's outfit, possibly a maid's
uniform. It had short cap sleeves, a deep plunging square neckline edged in
white lace, the front section was held up with large buttons which when
undone, would drop the front of the dress to expose my breasts. The skirt
had three internal petticoats of white cotton lace that helped it flare out
and it looked short. I couldn't wait to put it on.

    'Anything wrong?'

    I spun round. I hadn't heard Mistress Megan come in. She was standing
in the open door holding out a glass of wine, a big smile on her beautiful
face.

    'No, Mistress. I was just looking at the dress ... it's ... very nice.'

    Mistress Megan's smile grew as I took the glass and took a good drink
to calm my nerves.

    'You'll look simply gorgeous, Josie. Just what we need to temp Sarah,
she'll be here soon so get dressed now or I'll have to punish you in front
of her ... strip Josie ... now.'  I knew I had to do as she said and
without argument, so I began to take my clothes of being sure to make a
show of the process for my Mistress's entertainment.

    Putting a foot on the dressing stool I pulled up my jeans and unzipped
my boot then pulled it off, repeating the process on the other boot.
Turning away from her I slid my jeans down, pushing my bottom out and
keeping my legs straight to look my best. I held still as I felt her hand
caress my bottom, then a small slap signalled that I could continue.

    I stepped out of my jeans, turned around to face her and, keeping eye
contact as long as possible, lifted my T-shirt over my head. I was blushing
furiously at this point. I still didn't find it easy to strip in front of
someone, but that's also the feeling I crave so much.

    'I just love your breasts, Josie,' said Mistress Megan as she ran a
finger-tip over my cleavage. 'Take off your bra, don't stop for me.' I
reached behind and unclipped my bra and pulled the whole thing forward. I
dropped it onto the bed next to my jeans and T-shirt feeling my nipples
harden as Mistress Megan gently touched them. I pretended to ignore her
touch and she smiled again.

    I realised I should have taken my socks off when I took off my boots, I
blushed as I stumbled about trying to find a sexy way of removing them and
failing miserably.

    Mistress Megan laughed at my efforts. 'Oh good, a reason to punish you,
Josie. I think it's also a good reason to make you as embarrassed as
possible when we are playing later, don't you?'

   'Yes Mistress,' I replied nervously, wondering who this stranger, Sarah
was who would be witnessing my embarrassment. The socks were now off and I
turned around to remove my knickers, pushing my bottom out and keeping my
legs straight so my Mistress could enjoy watching me. As I turned around
again to toss the knickers on the bed I remembered my naked pussy, newly
shaven, and blushed again, unconsciously covering my naked sex with my
hands. Marion reached out and pinched my left nipple painfully.

    'Take your hands away, be my good little slut, Josie. Remember you
belong to me, so your pussy belongs to me.' She pinched my right nipple and
I bit my lip but didn't cry out or pull away. She was right. I was her self
confessed lesbian slut and she could do whatever she wanted with me.

    She took a step back and gazed down at my shaven pussy. 'Put one leg up
onto the bed, Josie so I can see you properly.' I did as she asked and she
ran a cool hand over my hot sex. I felt my juices begin to flow and her
middle finger teased the entrance to my vagina. I trembled but held still.
Our eyes were locked together as her hand came up and she licked her
finger, then moved towards me. Our lips touched and I could feel the
stickiness of our lipstick. Her hand had traveled back to my pussy and she
began stroking all around my aching cunt making my legs wobble.

    The doorbell chimed and she broke away.

    'Get dressed, don't forget the bows in your hair and when you come out,
don't you dare refuse me anything, do you understand?'

    'Yes, Mistress, I understand.' The door closed and I took a deep breath
trying to get some control over my shaking body. I heard the sound of
voices come back into the sitting room on the other side of the bedroom
door, then turned to the pile of clothes on the bed.

    I sat down and broke open the packet of stockings, unwinding them and
separating them ready to put on. I loved the feel of stockings as I slipped
them up my smooth legs so took my time, savouring the feeling of my
transformation from shy office worker to lesbian slut, feeling deliciously
rude and sexy. When both stockings were on I stood up, and looked behind in
the full-length mirror to make sure the seams were straight. I put on the
suspender belt and took my time clipping the stockings to it, then turned
back to the pile of clothes on the bed.

    The black knickers were lacy, expensive and tiny. I pulled them on over
the stockings and wondered how long I would be wearing them. I kept
catching glimpses of myself in the mirror and was getting extremely turned
on.

    The voices in the next room sounded in good spirits, with laughter
coming from time to time and I wondered what they were saying; the thought
of going in there began to make me nervous again.

    The black lacy bra was padded slightly, and matched the knickers in
quality and size. I slipped it on and as I clipped the back together, it
enhanced my already ample cleavage, pushing my breasts together making them
look and feel huge. My juices were flowing with anticipation once more. I
pushed my hand down my knickers to wipe away some of the evidence then
licked my fingers - I've always liked the taste of my own pussy.

  The dress was a struggle to get into, but when I realised I had to undo
the large buttons at the front it got a lot easier! I shrugged it over my
shoulders and looked in the mirror. With the front flap down it exposed my
breast, when I did the buttons up the flap came to the top of my bra but
didn't cover much else. It was tight to my waist and the flared skirt
covered the stocking tops, but only just.

    I gazed at the girl in the mirror. Little Miss Muffet? English maid?
Whatever, it was a great little dress; a bit embarrassing to be wearing,
completely humiliating to be seen in by a stranger ... but very very sexy!

    A pair of black 4 inch heals were set on the floor by the mirror and I
noticed there was something in the right one as I picked it up. I tipped
out two matching blue hair bows for my plaits and a gold chain with letters
on which read, 'Property of Mistress Megan.' I happily put it on.

    I slipped the shoes on, immediately feeling ten feet tall and rather
wobbly. I'm tall already and rarely wore shoes over 2 inch's before
discovering this side of myself, so was still new to the feeling even after
several hours of waking practice at home. I sat at the dressing table and
checked over my make-up, tucked back a few strands of straying hair then
stood up. Butterflies flittered around my tummy as I looked at the door,
now ready to go out at last.

Sarah was a natural blond with a good figure and a pretty face and had been
popular with the boys since early school years. She had known her friend
Megan for about six months and soon realised her friend was a lesbian. At
first this had put her off socialising with Megan, she was the first gay
person she had met, but Megan was fun to be with and Sarah realised she
actually felt a strange thrill at the thought of a possible lesbian
encounter.

    On several drunken occasions they had talked about it but Sarah had
always been scared to make that final step and admit to herself that she
would really like to experience another woman. She was past the point of
feeling threatened by Megan and had come to Megan's apartment today full of
the normal thrill she now associated with her friend.

    So 'if' you were to experiment with another woman, what would you like
from the encounter?' questioned Megan as she passed Sarah a wineglass.

    Sarah blushed and sipped her wine. 'What do you mean?'

    'Well I love to dominate other women, to make them my loving slaves.'
She smiled wickedly. 'Do you like that idea? To have another woman do
anything you ask of her?'

    'Anything?'

    'Anything ... or would you like to be the one that has to 'do' anything
for her Mistress?'

    'Megan! Don't lesbians have just normal loving relationships?'

    'So you admit you would like to experience being with another woman?'

    Sarah hesitated as Megan grinned at her. 'Well maybe I would, but not
with you, you're my friend ... it would feel strange with you. It isn't
going to happen, Megan. I'm not about to approach some girl in a bar and
proposition her. I'll just happily stay in the closet thanks.' She giggled.

    'What would you say if I had a girl here now ... in that room, that
would do anything I say?'

    'Do you?' Sarah looked nervously towards the bedroom door.

    'Yes, but she's mine. I suppose I could let you borrow her ... wait
until she comes out and see what you think.' Megan watched her friend,
thrilling at the look on her face. Sarah had crossed her legs and tugged
her skirt down protectively. 'So if you did like her, would you like to
dominate her, tell her what to do ... spank her?'

    'Spank her!'

    'Oh yes, she loves to be spanked ... and teased ... and
embarrassed. But don't worry, I would never hurt her or cause her real
distress, I lover her.'

    'I don't think I'd like to be spanked,' said Sarah taking another sip
of her wine. The door handle pulled down and softly opened and Sarah
suddenly stopped breathing as a tall girl peeked into the room. Sarah put
her glass down before she dropped it and was lost in the moment as the only
sound in the room was the girl's heals on the polished floorboards. The
girl stood in the doorway uncertainly, obviously very shy and blushing
furiously. Sarah felt a mixture of emotions that ran from poor girl to
outright lust.

    The girl was fiddling with the hem of a very short blue dress that
barely covered the tops of her black stockings. She was beautiful. Long
dark hair was gathered at the sides into two long plaits, and green eyes
gazed nervously between her and Megan, she was biting a crimson lip.

    'This is Josie,' said Megan breaking the silence. 'Say hello to Sarah,
Josie.'

    I looked from Mistress Megan back to the blond girl, Sarah. She was
very pretty but looked almost as embarrassed as I was. 'Hello Mistress
Sarah.' The girl looked shocked and glanced across at Mistress Megan.

    'Oh Sarah isn't a Mistress ... at least I don't think she is, we have
to decide that still, don't we, Sarah? Josie, please go and get the wine
from the fridge and bring it back here, bring your glass as well will you.'

    I turned and walked to the kitchen, glad to have something to do. I
could feel both the girls watching me as I tottered a little on my
heals'. I tried my best to walk properly. I knew they could see me from the
couch so when I reached for the wine bottle I bent down just a little
further than was necessary, allowing them to get a good long look as my
dress rose up.

    I brought the bottle back and filled their glasses. I watched Sarah's
eyes go to my breasts as I bent over to pour the wine making me feel
extremely exposed but I held back the impulse to cover my chest.

    'Turn around and put the bottle on the table please Josie.'

    I turned and placed the bottle on the table then felt Mistress Megan's
hand run up and down my leg so bent over a little further for her.

    'Would you like to touch her.' She must have been talking to Sarah and
I waited as another hand hesitantly touched my left leg.

    'Will she do anything you say?' Sarah whispered.

    'Yes, just about anything. Why, what would you like her to do?'
Mistress Megan laughed and I stayed still, pushing my bottom out, hoping
that I would be made to do something rude and naughty.

    'No, nothing! ... well, oh I don't know, you're confusing me Megan!'
exclaimed Sarah, and I felt sorry for her, knowing the uncertainty she was
feeling. That is why I love to be told what to do, to have all decision
taken away and be made to do naughty things.

    'Josie stand up and turn around,' Said Mistress Megan and I did so.

    'Sarah, you stand up as well.'

    I watched as Sarah got reluctantly to her feet. She was shorter than
me, especially as I was wearing these impossibly high heals.

    'You will both do exactly as I say, do you understand?'

    'Yes Mistress,' I stammered, nervously fingering the hem of my dress.

    'Sarah? ... Don't worry, I just want you to kiss Josie ... would you
like to do that, to have your first lesbian kiss?'  Sarah was silent then
turned towards me. I bent down looking into her blue eyes then saw her lips
part slightly and her eyes close as we came together, then there was the
familiar feel as our lips touched and our lipstick coated lips stuck
slightly together, I loved that feeling, it's so intimate, so lesbian.

    'Good girls. Now stay in that kiss and, Sarah, let me take your hand.'

    I felt Sarah's hand being placed on my leg under my dress and the
hesitant way she traced the line of my suspender where it clipped onto my
stocking top. The hand then moved around and shyly caressed my bottom, all
the while our kiss continued. It would seem that Mistress Megan was getting
her way. The hand was then moved up and brushed my left breast then pulled
quickly away.

    'They won't bite you, Sarah,' said Mistress Megan with a giggle. 'Josie
has beautiful breasts, would you like to see more of them?'

    'No! ... ' she looked quite panicked and I had to smile.

    'Would you like to kiss her again?'

    Sarah was silent as she looked up at me, I smiled at her and she smiled
back.

    'Yes, I would like to kiss her again, but ... I need another drink and
to sit a moment, I'm sorry, sorry Josie.' She sat down looking embarrassed
and Mistress Megan stood up.

    'I hope you don't mind if I play with my slave for a while. I want to
tease her, she's looking far too relaxed.'

    Sarah shook her head and watched as Mistress Megan sat back in her
chair and smiled up at me.

    'Lift your skirt for us, Josie.' I did so, slowly pulling up the hem
with the petticoats until my stockings and knickers were displayed for my
audience. I shuffled uncomfortably, fighting the urge to drop the dress
down again.

    'Turn around and bend over for us, Josie.' I turned, opened my legs a
little to get a better balance then slowly bent forward, raising my dress
at the same time. When the dress was over my back I held onto my legs for
support.

    'Isn't she beautiful?' I heard Mistress Megan ask Sarah.

    'Yes,' came the soft reply. 'She really is.'

    'Would you like her to do anything? Maybe pull her knickers to her
knees? She'll do anything you ask her, won't you, Josie?'

    'Yes, Mistress,' I replied.

    'Josie?' came Sarah's voice. 'Would you pull your knickers to your
knees for me please.'

    'Yes, Sarah, of course I will.' I reached up and slowly pulled my
knickers down, feeling the crease of my bottom reluctantly let go. I spread
my legs a little further so the knickers would stay around my knees and
waited, feeling my pussy and ass naked and rudely on display. A hand
stroked my bottom, Mistress Megan's I think, it was confirmed a moment
later as a finger slipped into my wet pussy, Sarah wouldn't do that to me,
not yet anyway. I let out a little moan.

    'Would you like to touch her?' there was no reply. 'Stand up, Josie and
turn around.' As I stood my knickers fell to my feet and I bent down to
pull them up to my knees again; I hadn't been told to pull them right up. I
stood looking from the smiling face of Mistress Megan to the flushed,
excited face of Sarah. 'Lift your skirt and show Sarah how nicely you
shaved for me.' I lifted my skirt and saw Sarah's eyes widen as she gazed
on my naked pussy.

    'Go and kiss her pussy, Sarah.' I was surprised when Sarah stood and
came across to me. She glanced quickly into my eyes then dropped to her
knees and put one, then a second kiss onto my naked pussy. I could feel her
breath on my sensitive skin and I ached for her to lick me, but she stood
up and returned to her chair.

    'Step out of your knickers, Josie, you wont be needing them for a
while. If your pussy gets cold I'm sure we can ask Sarah to warm it for
you. Now pour us some more wine please.'

I poured more wine, drank more myself, put music on and was told to dance
and pose for them for a while, which I happily did. I could see that Sarah
was getting a little drunk and was loosening up, becoming used to me being
at their beck and call.

    'Josie, you're overdressed and Sarah is looking lonely over here. Come
and sit on her lap and let her undo your dress.' I walked over to Sarah
and, seeing no resistance now, straddled her legs so my breasts were at her
eye level. She was giggling which made me laugh as well and my breasts
jiggled in her face, she grabbed them and squeezed. The laugh fell from her
face and she looked up at me, still cupping my breasts.

    'You are such a sexy woman, Josie.' I smiled down at her.

    'Unbutton her dress and you'll see just how sexy she is,' said Mistress
Megan moving over to sit next to Sarah. Sarah's fingers fumbled with the
big buttons and the front flap of the dress fell down to show the black
lacy bra with my breasts forcing themselves out of the top.

    'You take them out, Josie,' instructed Mistress Megan cuddling up to
Sarah. I held the left bra cup open and cupping my breast pulled the
material down to support it. As it came free I pulled on my nipple and it
hardened almost immediately. I repeated the procedure on my right breast,
watching the two girls as I arranged both breasts so they were displayed
properly with the nipples hard. I rolled them between my fingers, pulling
on them then letting them snap back making my breasts jiggle.

    'Suck her nipples, Sarah,' instructed Mistress Megan and she pushed her
friend's uncomplaining head towards me. Sarah sucked in my left nipple
greedily and I cupped my breasts offering them to her; it felt wonderful. I
looked across at Mistress Megan and she smiled.

    'I do like it when I have two girls that do what I tell them. Suck the
other nipple, Sarah.' Sarah dutifully turned to my right nipple, her hands
now squeezing at both breasts. I saw Mistress Megan touching Sarah's chest,
noticing that Sarah wasn't complaining at taking instructions or at being
touched.

    'I think it's time for a sexy drink,' said Mistress Megan as she pulled
Sarah reluctantly away from my chest. 'Josie, fetch a towel, three new
glasses and the bottle of champagne from the fridge.'

    I got off of Sarah's lap, stopping first to kiss her then Mistress
Megan, then went to the kitchen. I came back with the towel glasses and
bottle and was instructed to put the towel on the low coffee table. I
uncorked the champagne and quickly poured a little into the three champagne
flutes.

    'No, don't fill them. Put the bottle on the table, climb up and fuck
yourself with it.' Mistress Megan smiled at the shocked look on my
face. Sarah was also wearing a shocked expression.

    'Josie? Are you unsure of what I've asked you to do?'

    'No, Mistress,' I stammered. I wiped the neck of the bottle on the edge
of the towel and placed it on the table. Glancing across at the two girls,
I climbed up and stood over the bottle. Looking down I did feel incredibly
sexy. I was about to fuck myself with a bottle of champagne while two other
girls watched. I lowered myself down, lifting the hem of the skirt so my
audience could watch the bottleneck enter my vagina. It was cold and I
flinched as the glass met my hot pussy lips. Keeping the skirt up with my
left hand, I opened my vagina and teased the cold bottleneck inside.

    I can't say I was comfortable, but I was here for my mistress's
pleasure and I loved the fact that I had to do it. Both girls were watching
breathlessly as the bottle slip into my pussy and my right hand moved down
to hold the bottle as I rose up, ready to lower myself again.

    'Hold the bottle for her, Sarah,' instructed Mistress Megan and Sarah
happily came over to hold the bottle as I fucked myself for their
entertainment. Her eyes were glued to my cunt as the bottleneck slid in and
out. It was such a delicious experience. The pressure in the bottle had
been building and cold champagne shot up into my pussy washing back into
the bottle and out onto the towel. Mistress Megan helped me up and asked me
to pour the glasses.

    'Mmm, lesbian champagne,' purred Mistress Megan as she sipped at the
glass. 'I'm glad to see you follow my instructions, Sarah. Do you like
being told what to do?'

    Sarah took a long drink of the specially prepared champagne and
nodded. 'I think I do, especially when Josie is involved.' She turned to
Mistress Megan. 'And you of course ... Mistress Megan.' She grinned.

    'Josie, I think you should take off Sarah's knickers.' Sarah didn't
complain as I knelt down and reaching under her skirt, found her knickers
and pulled them down. She stepped out of them and looked expectantly to her
new mistress.

    'As your Mistress you must always remember that anything you do is to
please me, make sure that you perform for especially me, now sit on the
couch while Josie licks your pussy and learn never to say no to me again,
do you understand?'

    'Yes, Mistress,' said Sarah with a smile. She took my hand and drew me
towards the couch. As she sat I pushed her skirt up and she opened her
legs. Her pussy was beautifully shaven, with just the smallest amount of
pubic hair. I sank down and began to lick, savouring the delicious pungent
taste. As I knelt I reached between my own legs and felt my cold pussy. I
began to finger myself and play with my clitoris, my breasts were brushing
the edge of the couch teasing my nipples and I felt I was in paradise.
Mistress Megan sat next to Sarah and kissed her, then opened her blouse.
Sarah closed her eyes and surrendered to the whole experience.

So now there are two of us that answer to Mistress Megan's command, and I
shall tell you more ... another time!



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