Emily's Home Life Changes Pt. 01

This is the continuation of Emily's First Solo Holiday and I suggest that you read that before this.

Part 01

I finished the last part of my story shortly after I'd got home from my first solo holiday and agreed to the blackmail demands of my apartment mates, Jack and Oliver, that I be their slave like I had been the slave of the 3 guys on holiday. The truth being that my total character had changed whilst I was on holiday and on the flight back to England I was totally hoping that they would try to blackmail using the photographs and videos that my friends from holiday had sent them.

When I got back home I deliberately left my phone laying around hoping that Jack would bluetooth link to it and copy all of the photos and the videos up to his cloud drive, and he did.

Little did they know that I had planned it all when I was sat on that plane. My character had changed so much and I'd loved being naked and used like a slave whilst on holiday so much that I wanted it to continue forever.

I guess that I had always wanted that sort of life but it took me dumping my ex and really throwing myself into a sex filled holiday to make me realise what I really am.

Jack and Oliver, being healthy males, and not bad looking ones at that, had done as I hoped and not decided to be some sort of puritanical idiots.

They threatened to send the photos to all my relatives, friends and work colleagues if I didn't agree to their demands and I was smiling to myself as I agreed to do whatever they wanted, although I was sincere when I said that I didn't want them to send them to my relatives and work colleagues. That would have ruined my life and career.

Anyway, we agreed on a set of rules that we would all stick to and after that first weekend back in the apartment we all started our new lives.

The apartment actually belongs to Jack but Oliver and I live there to help him pay the mortgage so Jack is the one that has the final say on everything, and I guess that that extends to my body as well. Not that I'm complaining, Jack is a nice guy. Oliver is okay as well, but not as nice as Jack. I can easily compare Oliver to Will in Ibiza and I'm expecting Oliver to prefer fucking my butt over fucking my pussy.

Anyway, the first week of my new life has got under way. I guess that it started with Oliver leaving for work and hour before both Jack and I who usually leave around the same time.

As part of the agreement, I sleep naked and leave my bedroom door open. Oliver woke me by pulling my duvet off me and finger fucking me for a few seconds. I woke up to the feeling of his fingers going in and out of my vagina and hearing him say,

"My gawd Emily, you're one horny bitch. Your pussy is dripping. Have you been bringing yourself off in your sleep?"

"I have no idea, I was asleep."

"Maybe I should setup a video camera to watch you all night."

I smiled and thought that it was a good idea, it would tell me if I was masturbating in my sleep or if it was all in my mind.

He left for work after telling me that he was going to fuck my brains out when he got home.

I got off my bed and went to the bathroom to find Jack in the shower.

"Can I help you with that Master?" I asked as I sat on the toilet and started peeing.

It was a silly question really, and I climbed in and we washed each other before I went down on my knees and took him in my mouth.

As soon as his cock was rock hard he pulled me off him and lifted me up then lowered me onto his cock. I bounced up and down on him until I felt his warm cum squirt deep inside me. Then he held me still until he started to go soft saying that he was going to wash me out because he didn't want me to have the embarrassment of his cum leaking out of me onto my work skirt.

"That's very considerate of you Master, I was going to put a tampon in but I like your idea better."

He unscrewed the head of the shower hose and held it to the entrance of my vagina and filled me with water until I told him that it was hurting. Then we both watched as I used my pussy muscles to hold it for a couple of seconds then squirt it out with such force that it splashed all over the shower walls.

The he told me to squeeze my pussy closed while he squirted the warm water at my clit. Just when I told him that I was about to cum he turned the water off and told me that I wasn't to cum until I got home that night.

I cursed him but I knew that every time throughout the day when I wasn't thinking about work, I would be thinking about my pussy and wanting to cum.

Jack got out and left me to shave myself. He was till in his room when I finished and went to get the breakfast. I'd eaten mine while I was getting his ready and when he came in to the kitchen I went to get dressed to the sounds of him reminding me not to wear any underwear.

When I got back to him I was wearing one of my business suits with tight skirt down to my knees, and a jacket that covered my thick, slightly baggy, white blouse, that gave no hint of my rock hard nipples.

Five minutes later we were walking out of the apartment, Jack to his car and me walking the short distance to the underground station. As I walked I though about how different it was to walking the streets in Ibiza. I missed the feeling of the air rushing passed my pussy and realised that my pussy was going to get wet a lot whilst I was at work. When I walked passed one of those local, small supermarket branches I went in and bought a box of tampons. I just knew that I would have to wear one every day at work or seriously risk staining the back of my skirt.

Of course that wasn't the first time that I'd gone out without any knickers on, I'd done it a lot for John, under skirts that were a LOT shorter and a lot flimsier than my work skirts, but that was different, this was work and I had to be professional.

The underground train was as crowded as ever and I felt a hand on my butt a couple of times. As I stood there I imagined me wearing a way too short skirt and numerous hands going up under it and finger fucking me. My knees nearly buckled as I closed my eyes and daydreamed.

Work was work, way too much to do to catch up and before I knew it I was walking out of the building at the start of my journey home. It was as I walked that I realised that I had forgotten that I wasn't wearing any knickers, and that I hadn't had any time to think about my pussy all day.

The train wasn't as busy and as I stood there I started wondering about the fun that I could have if I could go to work in skimpy clothes. I knew that was a non-starter, but then I wondered if I could find somewhere near work where I could get changed into and out of my work clothes so the train journeys could become more interesting.

I made a mental note to look more closely at the buildings between the underground station and my office. A little gym would be ideal, it would also help me with Jack's suggestion that I start exercising, I could have a quick workout on my way home.

As soon as I started waking from the underground station my pussy started tingling and my nipples started aching. I was really looking forward to being naked quite soon and getting my brains fucked out by Oliver and, more than likely, Jack as well.

The second that I closed the door to the apartment my clothes started to come off and in seconds I was naked and carrying my clothes to my room. As I was hanging up my jacket and skirt I looked at the remote controlled vibrator on the dressing table and wondered what it would be like to wear that at work and have it controlled by goodness know who or where in the world they were.

I felt a little wet rush of pussy juices.

I had just about finished getting some food ready when Jack, then Oliver arrived home. Jack saying,

"I'd never really noticed before Emily, but you really are quite beautiful."

"My tits are too small for most men." I replied, "but I am really happy with the size that they are".

"No they aren't too small, they're just right for the size of the rest of your body."

The Oliver arrived and said,

"Good, you remembered to get naked when you got home. You didn't have to remind her did you Jack."

"No, she was like that when I arrived."

"Maybe we should have a set punishment for her forgetting to strip straight away. Maybe 100 swats with our hands?"

"How about we change the rules a bit so that she has to strip in the entrance hall of the building?"

"That sounds good, then she can flash her cunt and tiny tits to the other residents when they arrive or leave."

"What do you think Emily, I mean Ben (a neighbour) saw you taking the rubbish out the other day."

"Who cares what she thinks, it's you and me that make the rules Jack"

"True, but we don't want to upset her so soon, she might use the safe word then move out."

"Hmm, I guess that you're right Jack. So slave, what do you think?"

"It's not like the building is a public place so I wouldn't be breaking any laws, and you have told me that there will be resident parties here soon and that I'll have to be naked at them, so I guess that stripping down in the entrance hall won't make much difference. That is just so long as you're not planning of tying me spread eagle to something down there."

"Right, that's settled then, start stripping down there tomorrow."

"Yes Master. You're not planning on tying me spread eagle down in the entrance are you?" I replied, wondering if I'd like that.

"No, not at the moment." Oliver said.

We ate tea with my rock hard nipples visible to both the guys. My pussy was tingling more and more as the anticipation built. We talked about all sorts, one topic being that coming weekend. Jack said that he was going to the gym on the Friday evening and on the Sunday he was going hiking in Epping Forest. Oliver said that he was going to the pub with his mates on the Friday evening and to a football match on the Saturday, so that left the Saturday evening for a party to introduce my naked body to all who come along for a look.

"So you don't want Emily to come with you to the footy?" Jack asked.

"Hell no, football is men's time."

I just thought that that told me more about Oliver, then Jack said,

"Right Emily, it looks like you are going to get a bit fitter."

"But I haven't got any gym clothes, or any hiking boots."

"You've got some trainers and some waterproofs haven't you?"

"Yes but no gym shorts."

"Have you got a tennis skirt?"

"No."

"Hmm, after you've cleared up we'll go and look through your skirts."

"But I'll need shorts for the gym."

"No you don't, a skirt will do."

"Won't I be flashing my butt and pussy to everyone?"

"Yes, that's the plan."

"Oh, I see." I replied and felt a tingle and a wet rush.

After I'd cleaned up I went to my room and found Jack rummaging through my clothes.

"Wow Emily, did you really wear this going out in Ibiza?" He said holding up one of my net dresses.

"Yes, nice isn't it, and I've got a few dresses and skirts made of similar material."

"So I see. I'm struggling to think of where you could wear these in England, all I can think of is at parties."

"Probably true, did you find any skirts that you want me to wear at the gym?"

"Only one, but it's way too long. Can you shorten it?"

"Sure, but you'll have to tell me how long you want it."

"Put it on and I'll mark it."

I did, and when I looked in a mirror I decided that I was going to have an 'interesting' time.

"I'll do it later, if that's okay with you, I think that Oliver wants to have me on the table."

And have me he did, as I walked into the lounge he pointed to the table and started unzipping his trousers.

"How do you want me? I asked.

"Just bend over it and spread your legs Emily."

As I did that I wondered if my vagina or my anus was going to feel his cock stretching them. If it was my anus it was going to hurt, unless he lubed it. As it turned out it was both. Thankfully he fucked my pussy for a couple of minutes before withdrawing and then entering my butt.

Surprisingly, I hadn't cum when I felt his warm seed quirting inside me, and, as expected, he just withdrew and left me wanting to cum. I stood up and watched him zip up then turn and walk away.

"He really is treating me like a slave." I thought. "At least Jack understands my needs, he knows that I'll love being exposed at the gym and on the hike. Maybe he'll tell me to strip completely as we walk around Epping Forest. That would be fun.

The rest of the evening was taken up with us all doing various things. When I told Jack that I was going to shorten the skirt he told me to do it in the living room so that he could watch me, not that he wanted to learn to sow, he told me that he just liked watching me do things naked.

When I'd shortened it to the length that he wanted I put it on to show him and he got me to bend then and jump up and down. Both Jack and Oliver seemed happy with my exposure as the flimsy skirt danced and bounced around.

Whilst I still had the skirt on Jack took me to my room and got me to try on my tank tops. He wasn't satisfied until I put one on that was thin and didn't come down to the top of my skirt. He said that he wanted me to wear one at the gym that left a band of flesh showing round my middle, and that my nipples showed nice little bumps. Well not so little these days, I don't know why but my nipples seem bigger when they are hard these days, maybe I'm just noticing them more.

Jack fondled, rolled, pulled and tweaked them just to see how big he could get them, and my body responded with involuntary moans.

Once Jack was satisfied with what I would wear at the gym he told me to get naked again then he went through my other dresses and skirts and selected a few more for me to shorten, telling me that they were for me to wear whenever they took me out anywhere. Thankfully, or not, the length that he told me to shorten them to wasn't as short as the skirt for the gym but I still knew that I'd have to be careful at a few places that we might go to.

I didn't managed to shorten all the ones that Jack told me to that evening but he was happy for me to finish then at another time.

When I went to bed I reflected on my day. Work had been much the same as any other day at work, I'd soon forgotten that I had no knickers on, only being reminded when I had to go to the toilet, but on those occasions I had too many other things on my mind to dwell on it. I hoped that work would quieten down a bit so that I could think about my pussy as I worked.

I though about the underground train journeys, okay they were only about 30 minutes long but there was a great opportunity to get some pleasure, especially on a morning, if I could travel dressed more casually. The first skirt that I shortened first would be nice, and my right hand moved to my pussy as I imagined male hands groping my body as I stood, squeezed between men.

I decided that I was definitely looking for somewhere near the office where I can get changed before and after work.

The other thing that I thought about before going to sleep was why Jack hadn't fucked me either before or after Oliver. Obviously I didn't get an answer and the next thing that I knew was that Oliver's fingers were going in and out of my pussy as I woke up.

"Hmm, that's nice." I said as I spread my legs even wider.

Oliver kept going right until I was about to cum, then he pulled his fingers out and turned and walked out.

I heard the apartment door open then close, then Jack walked into my room.

"Have I done something to upset Oliver?" I asked.

"No, it's not you, he got told yesterday that he's being transferred to the Manchester office."

"Permanently?"

"Yes."

"So what's going to happen here?"

"I don't know yet. I guess that I've got 3 options, look for another guy, look for another girl, or just leave it at the 2 of us. I've had a big pay rise since you moved in and I could probably manage with just your rent Emily."

"I've had a pay rise too and I could probably afford to give you a bit more."

"Thanks Em, I think that I won't do anything for a while, see how things go."

"When does Oliver have to move to Manchester?"

"Next Monday."

"No wonder he's not happy, it looks like it will be just you that has to keep me satisfied."

"Jeez Em, I've never seen anyone change so much and so quickly as you have. Just a month ago you wouldn't even walk around the apartment in your undies and you'd never leave your knickers hanging up to dry; and look at you now, you're stark naked, you can't get enough sex and you act like you want the whole world to see your cute little body."

"I do. I guess that kicking John into touch then going to Ibiza to have some fun must have made me realise what I've been missing all these years."

Jack sat on my bed beside me, put his hand on my bare and exposed pussy, and gently squeezed, letting a finger slide into me.

"That's nice." I said, "maybe you should keep this pussy all to yourself?"

"Would you like that Emily?"

"Yeah, I would, but only if you keep me naked all the time and make me expose myself to everyone."

"I don't think that I would be MAKING you to do anything."

"No, you wouldn't, but you could help me find opportunities."

"I'd love to do that. Anyway, we have a signed agreement and I intend to hold you to it Emily."

"Good."

"Come on girl, get into that bathroom and shave that stubble off your pussy. I'll join you in a few minutes."

I did. He did, and we did. He relieved the frustration that Oliver had left me with by lifting me up and lowering me onto his hard cock. He then lifted me and lowered me enough times to make us both cum.

Over breakfast I told Jack what I was thinking of doing on the trains each day when they were crowded, and that I was going to start looking for somewhere that I could change into my work clothes near work. He asked me what street my office was in then looked at google maps on his phone. Then he said that he had an idea but to leave it with him.

"Good," I said, "I'll be able to do a bit of shopping on Saturday then."

"And get some party food on your way back. Oliver and I will get the booze."

"So it will be a sort of farewell party for Oliver as well as a 'show your naked slave to all the other residents' party."

"Yep. I'm guessing that you're looking forward to the show part Emily."

"I sure am."

We left the apartment at the same time, and as we walked out he reminded me to strip as soon as I got into the building on the way home.

My day was much the same as the previous one with me being worked off my feet all day and I was glad when it got round to the time to leave. Again, I forgot about not wearing any knickers apart from when I went to the toilet.

I got a seat on the train home and I relaxed and thought about what I could have done if I'd been wearing an ultra short skirt. I tried spreading my knees but my work skirt wouldn't let then spread far enough for the man opposite to see anything. I suddenly realised that I was thinking about wearing stockings and a suspender belt, something that I have never done. Then I started thinking about getting some new business suits with skirts that aren't as tight as the ones that I've already got. Maybe I could make myself look more desirable, but at the same time, just as professional. I decided that I'd have a look around when I went shopping on Saturday.

As I walked towards the apartment I thought about what I was about to do and I felt my nipples and pussy tingle and my pussy get a bit wet. I was a bit nervous as I put my bag down just as I got inside the building.

I don't know why, but I looked around as I took my jacket off and started unbuttoning my thick blouse. I looked around again before pulling it off and putting it on top of my jacket. I was left wearing just my skirt and shoes, and I felt good, so did my pussy.