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Veronica's was a very expensive, specialized, and exotic lingerie store. It had a small window just below curb level with a very tasteful silk and lace teddy on display. And to the side a leather riding glove and crop. It was quite an artistic arrangement. I had told Cathy to go into the store and wait. The store was small and had one isle with posters on one side and racks and displays on the other. When I was buzzed in Cathy was standing with her back to the wall in the middle of the isle facing the displays. She stood up straight, with her legs slightly apart, her hands at her sides, and her eyes lowered to the floor. Directly behind her, looking somewhat bemused, was Veronica the owner of the store.

Veronica was in her early forty's, about five foot six naturally, and about five foot nine in shoes, with beautiful died red hair, and a voluptuous body. She was dressed in a very expensive tailored silk gown that showed off her figure. It was clear by how she was standing and her expression that she had been trying to get Cathy to say something. As the door closed behind me she sighed and said, "Well until you get up the nerve to tell me what you want I wont be able to help you". And then she turned to me and smiled, "Yes, what can I do for you?"

I had never met Veronica but I had spoken with her on the phone to ask what sorts of things she carried. The window display had always intrigued me. She had assured me her store was very small and that for a good customer it could be semi-private.

I walked up to her and said, "We spoke on the phone yesterday. I want to buy a selection of things for my whore here", and gestured towards Cathy.

Veronica raised her eyebrows and said, "Well. I thought she might be someone's personal property. Very pretty she is, very pretty", and she said this with some appreciation. She backed up and walked around Cathy sizing her up and down. "What can I get for her?"

I looked at the displays along the wall. All the usual silk, satin and lace teddy's, garters, baby dolls, what have you. I looked around the room and towards the back where a beaded curtain covered a darkened hall way. "I'll have to see how she looks in an item before I'll purchase it. Can you close up shop for an hour or so, so I can have a private showing?"

Veronica looked admiringly at Cathy again and said, "Very tempting". She walked up very close and looked down at Cathy's breasts as they rose and fell underneath the thin silk blouse. "Very tempting." Then she looked me up and down and said, "Mmm, yes, I bet you make a fine couple; but I'm sorry to say I can't close up shop. I have regular customers who count on me to be opened at certain hours. If you come back around closing time we might be able to work something out; but I really can't close the shop now".

"Do you have a changing room?" I asked.

"Yes, but it's too small for two people. If you want to see her she'll have to step out into the isle."

"If you'll promise me you won't buzz in just anyone, it will be fine." Veronica nodded. "Very well. First I think she needs some stockings. Her feet must be hurting terribly in those high heels without stockings." Veronica laughed and said, "What color?"

Cathy stood in front of a mirror and rolled a black stocking up her leg. Her thick long hair tumbled about her face as she leaned over to put on the stocking. I walked up behind her as Veronica watched and reached under her skirt and stroked the slit of her cunt from behind. She barely flinched when I touched her and proceeded to roll the stocking up her leg. It came half way up her thigh. After she had put them both on I stepped back and told her to put her high heels on again. I stood behind her and looked at her in the mirror. Her nipples stood out underneath her blouse and she was blushing. Veronica nodded and said, "Yes that's a good color for her. Not too whorey but still provocative. What about garters?"

I turned and said, "I'll want a garter belt, but also I think a tight bodice with garters would be good. Something to really accentuate her breasts". Veronica nodded and walked over to the wall and took down a satin bustier with garters and shoulder straps. "She'll have to remove her blouse and skirt". Veronica's nipples were standing out from under her dress. I looked at Cathy in the mirror again. She was pale and flushed and she looked me in the eyes, shook her head quickly, and mouthed, "Please, no." I turned and looked at Veronica who had been watching Cathy in the mirror too. She looked at me and said, "Oh, and she had been so well behaved."

I shrugged and said, "She has just begun her training." I then looked at Cathy and said, "Strip." She struggled with her buttons and then with the zipper on the back of the skirt while I swore at her and told her to be quick. Finally she stood naked in front of the mirror in the isle in front of the door in high heels and stockings. She was blushing deeply and had goose bumps all over her body. I walked up behind her and said, "You'll be punished for your behavior; be careful not to make it worse". I then gently brushed a palm over each breast and whispered, "Hold your hands behind your back." I pinched each nipple carefully and firmly, and then slid my hand down her front and into her cunt and looked at Veronica and said, "She is a marvelous young thing isn't she? Even though she needs a lot of training." Veronica was wide eyed and just nodded.

I began to masturbate Cathy and said, "Spread your legs a little wider". Next I tickled her back and ran a finger up the crack of her ass. She gasped a little and stiffened. I brought the finger around to her nose and then slowly stuck it into her mouth. "Moisten it", I commanded. She sucked my finger as though it was a small cock while I finger fucked her with my other hand. When it was sufficiently wet I took it out of her mouth and ran the tip of it down her spine to her ass. I continued to finger fuck her in front of the mirror.

I looked at Veronica and said, "She is quite tight. Both her cunt and her ass. Perhaps her ass is a little too tight, I haven't decided yet". And then I began to push my finger into her asshole. Cathy whimpered and moaned. "See how she responds? She can't help herself. She loves to be fucked; and she both loves and hates to be humiliated". Veronica watched and I could see by her nipples that she was aroused. How couldn't she be? Even the most jaded would find the sight of Cathy naked and being masturbated an erotic one.

I turned to Cathy and said, "Spread the cheeks of your ass wider". She reached back and spread her cheeks with her hands. Her breath was becoming shallow. I slowly pulled out the finger from her butt and then from her cunt and walked back to stand behind her next to Veronica.

There she stood in front of a full length mirror, in black stockings and high heels, one hand on each cheek, and her legs spread shoulder length apart. "Why don't you try that on her now?" Veronica looked at me and smiled. "With pleasure", she said.

She walked up to Cathy and held up the lingerie. "Put your hands through the straps", she said and then she laughed and looked at me and said, "Ooh! I like the sound of that!" I had to laugh too.

She slipped the bodice around her and walked to the back to lace it up. It was designed so it could be laced tight. The front was satin with just a hint of cups to support the breasts. It had spaghetti shoulder straps but essentially only covered her from the sternum to the navel. It lifted Cathy's full breasts just a little.

Next She stretched the garters over Cathy's firm butt and attached them to the stockings. She adjusted them to be tight and couldn't help but give each one a little snap; after which she would look at me coyly. Then she moved around to the front and kneeled down to adjust the front straps.

Cathy began to moan. Not from arousal really but from embarrassment. Veronica's face and mouth were only a few centimeters from Cathy's wet slit and she had to be able to smell it. When she heard Cathy moan she looked up and then at me and shook her head and said, "Tsk tsk, you let her vocalize without permission?" When she was done she stood up directly in front of Cathy, almost touching, and said, "There your all finished". Then she looked at me and said, "What else?"

They were quite a sight; Cathy, with long thick hair and large firm breasts laced into a baby-doll with garters, standing toe to toe with an aging, voluptuous, sex pot, with fake red hair dressed in a Channel suit. And I had so much more to see.

"I'm not sure", I said, "What do you have to offer?" She looked at me and smiled, "More than you'll ever know".

I had Cathy try on a variety of outfits. She put on lace, fishnet, see through rayon, silk, satin, in all sorts of combinations, and in all sorts of styles. Cathy was standing in front of the mirror in a completely see through rayon robe that made it look as though she was covered in a thin mist, when the buzzer for the door sounded. She started and covered herself with her hands which I had told her to hold behind her back while we looked at her.

At the door was a very well dressed woman in her late twenty's or early thirty's. She had on a large hat with a very wide brim and a short skirted sundress and high heeled sandals. She smiled and waved through the window at Veronica. Veronica said, "Sarah! Oh I was just thinking about you!" and then she turned to me and said, "Really I must let her in. She's one of my best customers and a close friend". I shrugged and nodded and turned back to Cathy.

She was trying to cover herself, but it was of really very little use. Underneath the robe she had on nothing but high heels and a garter belt and stockings. The robe opened in front, was tied at the waist, and was made out of a knitted see through rayon that clung to her skin like a fine mist of water. She looked at me pleadingly for a moment when I caught her eye and then she finally dropped her arms and held her hands behind her back.

"Sarah, Sarah", Veronica was saying as she led her in, "I was just thinking of you. This man here is buying a variety of outfits for his mistress,"

"Whore".

"His whore. And she is such a beautiful young thing that I couldn't help but think of you. I thought maybe you could be of help; you have such a wonderful way of knowing just the right thing to get. What do you think?" Sarah looked at me from under the brim of her hat and nodded.

I returned the acknowledgment and looked her up and down. She was rich, born rich, and married rich, judging from her engagement and wedding rings. She had that skinny, fine bone, fined tone look of a society woman that can afford to spend her time and money at the health club, manicurist, masseuse, and tailor. Her toes were a beautiful shade of pink, peeking out from her open toed sandals. Her ankles and calf's were thin, perfectly proportioned, and muscled. Her thighs were tanned as they slid under her pleated, wide skirted, Florentine, sundress. The wide skirt came to a tight waist and two small but firm breasts hid under a wide shouldered top. She watched me with bemusement and then turned to Cathy and said, "Well, she is very beautiful, but I think it bad taste to refer to her as a whore. Now what is this thing you have her wearing?" And she walked up to Cathy to get a closer look.

Cathy was holding her hands behind her back and looking at herself in the mirror standing naked in a room with two, no three, total strangers. Sarah walked up to her and purred a low throaty purr as she took in Cathy's full ripe young beauty. She stood extremely close to Cathy on her right side and looked down at her breasts, nipples, back and round firm butt. "What is this thing made of?" she asked. "It looks uncomfortable to me as though it would make you sweat. Do you mind if I feel the fabric?" As she said this she looked up and held my eyes.

I nodded my head and said, "Go right ahead".

Sarah reached up and pinched Cathy's right nipple underneath the fabric with her right hand and squeezed it and twisted it the way you do when you pinch fabric to see what it's made of. Cathy moaned, and Sarah squeezed harder, Cathy moaned louder and began to whimper as Sarah twisted her nipple back a forth viciously under the material. Cathy's knees started to weaken and she began to roll her head from side to side as her hands twitched behind her back as though they wanted to free themselves to come the aid of the nipple. Sarah turned to Veronica and said, "Don't you think they should see some of the things in the back room?" Veronica nodded and turned and locked the front door.

Sarah turned to Cathy and slowly released her nipple. She then teased it through the fabric by brushing it lightly and flicking it with her finger tips; or she would run her finger nails along the side of Cathy's breasts. I could see that Cathy was disturbed, humiliated, embarrassed, and aroused, to have a woman, and a stranger, do this to her in front of others.

Sarah turned to me and said, "I don't think she'll be needing this tacky plastic robe in the back room. What do you say we take it off?", and she started to help her off with the robe.

"She's mine", I said in a low voice, "be careful how bold you become. I'm not a prepschool boy".

Sarah took the robe and walked toward the back breezily saying, "Now, now, I'm not doing anything bad, don't get all in an uproar".

There was a beaded curtain separating the back from the rest of the shop and the light was off behind it so you couldn't see anything. Sarah sacheted through the curtain and turned on the light and then held it apart and motioned for us to follow. Veronica walked by and said, "I hope you brought your credit cards, the things in the back tend to be more expensive and harder to pass up for those with a taste for them".

It was a dark room with bare brick walls, a large display case at the back, and a section of wall was curtained off. I followed Cathy in, unable to keep my eyes off her ass which was framed by the belt, garters, and stockings. Her right hand held the wrist of her left and they hung just above the crack of her ass. An ass which she, and everyone else in the room, knew would be sore and red with welts before she was allowed to leave.

Veronica walked up to the curtain and turned and said, "Well what sort of toys are you interested in?" She pulled the cord and the curtain parted revealing a wall covered with a panoply of bondage gear. Sarah and Veronica smiled. I could almost see them drooling with anticipation. Cathy was young, beautiful, with a wondrous full figure, totally new to the "game" which leant a wonderful exotic flavor to the prospect of her sexual enslavement.

I walked up to her side and whispered in her ear, "Are you willing to continue?" She nodded slowly, with her eyes riveted on the wall. "I'll see you're not hurt", I went on, "but your endurance may be tested. Are you sure you're ready for this?" She nodded slowly again and looked down at the floor. "I could just buy a few things and we could leave". She shook her head no. "Very well", was all I said.

I turned to Veronica and said, "First I think I'll need a collar, ankle and wrist restraints."

Sarah twittered as she looked lustfully at Cathy and said, "Oh this is going to be fun. I can't wait to see her twitch".

I looked at the tall blonde Sarah and wondered whether her classmates at Bryn Mar, or wherever, knew this side of her. I also decided I wanted to see more. When Veronica came over with the pieces I said to her, "If your friend here wants to stay and watch she'll have to obey". There was a pause and Veronica turned to Sarah.

Sarah looked me up and down, and then turned to Veronica and said, "Promise you won't tell Carl".

"My lips are sealed. Professional ethics my dear".

Then Sarah turned to me and said, "I'll obey you up to a point. I'll do to her what you ask, and I'll let her do to me anything within reason, but you are not allowed to touch me. I have my own master and he would kill us both if he ever thought you had touched me without his permission." I nodded as I looked her over. "And I want to be guaranteed that whatever you have her do to me I'll be allowed to do to her". I nodded. "All right then, what do you want"?

"Strip", was my answer. She bowed her head and then reached behind and undid a strap and the silk dress fell from her shoulders. The dress had had a high collar and long sleeves so that she could wear a leather choker with four gold rings and wrist bands without being noticed. Other than these she was naked except for stockings, high heels, and the wide brimmed hat. "Take off the hat, and let down your hair". Her golden hair hung about her shoulders. "Put your hands behind your back". I walked up to her and stared at her. She looked me boldly in the eye and then turned away haughtily. "I'll have my slave punish you for that". She bristled and I could see her nipples lengthen as if she was thrusting them out in defiance. She was very thin with small breasts and long nipples.

I turned and walked toward Cathy, so different in appearance, and said, "Put the choker on my slave, slave". Sarah went over to Veronica and picked up the leather choker. It was thin and made of expensive leather with four stainless steel rings on each of the four sides. She placed it around Cathy's neck and tightened it like a belt. Both of their nipples were fully extended and you could almost smell ozone in the air from the lightning between them. She then attached straps to Cathy's wrist and ankles.

To do Cathy's ankles she had to get down onto the floor on her hands and knees and I walked up behind her and stared at her cunt and asshole. When she stood up I was directly behind her almost touching her and she was directly behind Cathy so that her nipples were grazing Cathy's back. I could smell her and it was all I could do not to unzip my fly and fuck her right there. "Now we need to pick out a good whip." I said out loud to no one in particular. "What kind do you like?" I said softly to Sarah.

Veronica walked up with a cat of nine tails and said, "This is Sarah's master's favorite. It won't cut the skin, or leave a lasting welt, yet it brings out a nice deep color and is very effective as punishment". Her voice was husky. I looked at her and wondered what this voluptuous vixen looked like naked. She smiled and looked at me and almost shook her head, "no". I shrugged.

"I think I'll have Cathy test it on Sarah", I said. "Where do you tie up your customers"?

Sarah turned quickly and looked at me. Her beautiful blue eyes framed by a wealth of blonde curls. She was such a skinny little W.A.S.P. beauty. I was so tempted to touch her; to tweak a nipple, to even kiss her, but I knew that would end our agreement, and that was what she was trying to tempt me to do. So I stepped back and said, "Watch yourself slave. I am about to teach my slave how to use a whip; do you want it to be a long lesson?". She smiled, and then lowered her head and held out her arms to be shackled.

She was tied with leather straps to rings which Veronica lowered from the ceiling; and an adjustable pole was placed between her ankles to keep her feet apart. We then adjusted the height of the rings so she was bent over at the waist, her legs spread wide, so her cunt and asshole were open and available. Available to anyone but me. Oh how I wanted to slide myself into her tight little butt. Ah well I would have to do it by proxy.

"Veronica", I said, "she looks so inviting, so open, that before I have Cathy try out her new whip I think we should use something to fill up these two holes that keep staring me in the face." Veronica smiled and walked to the display case in the back of the room. Cathy was staring wide eyed at the bound Sarah. She was breathing shallowly, her breasts rose and fell, and her nipples stood out like pencils. I walked over to her and stroked her left breast a moment. She was enormously aroused; she almost swooned when I touched her. "Do you want to whip her?" I asked. Cathy shook her head no. "Well you are going to; and you better do a good job, because if you don't I'll have her show you how".