The Gift - A Chloe Story Pt. 02

"She'll need to be dyed black also, for this one. Full-on Louise Brooks", said Chloe.

"Ohh I can't wait. Some more good news, our Lulu signed her contract this morning. There is a bonus in it for her for the makeover."

"Good, glad to hear it. Zoe, make sure Beth comes to Eddie's next Monday."

"Yes Miss", Zoe said as she made a note on her tablet.

The meeting soon drew to a close, and Zoe couldn't help but notice how her boss and Miss Elaine were looking at each other. Neither, it seemed could Mia.

"Madame, perhaps I should take Zoe back to my office, I have some contact details to provide her with?" Mia winked in Zoe's direction.

"A good idea, Mia. I shall call you when Chloe is on her way."

Chloe took Zoe's arm and whispered in her ear, "you did great, dear. Go have some fun and I'll see you in the lobby later."

Mia walked Zoe down the corridor. Zoe really wanted to turn around and try and catch sight of something, anything, that was going on in the room she'd just left. Her mistress, and the head of the company?

"Are they...? ... ummm, are they...."

"Yes, and yes, dear. And whatever your imagination is drumming up, the reality is a lot hotter, I can assure you."

"Were you there, yesterday? At the salon?" Zoe's mind was full of lewd images.

"Of course. Zoe - I go where my mistress goes. I am her personal assistant after all. And next time, I expect to see you there too."

"I hope so, Mia!"

They were now in Mia's office, and she locked the door.

"Why don't you take off your jacket, dear", said Mia. She helped her from behind, shrugging it off her shoulders and sliding her arms out. Taking it off made Zoe feel a bit more relaxed, informal. She sat in the chair, while Mia leant against her own desk.

"So, when did you get your hair done?" Mia asked.

"Monday evening."

"How lovely for you. I remember being under Miss Chloe's hands myself, when she cut this bob for me," Mia sighed, "You have changed quite a bit in a short time, Zoe. You must have made a good impression on Chloe. I'm sure you're looking after her needs."

Zoe blushed as she knew what Mia meant.

"Of course, I've had that pleasure too, haven't I? And I can remember how good you were."

Zoe was crimson now as she recalled licking Mia's beautiful pussy in the toilets. She'd often thought of it, even after servicing Chloe, and wondered if she'd ever get another taste of her. She recalled what Miss Chloe had said to her just before she left Madame Elaine's office, about having some fun. She obviously meant with Mia.

"Yes, Miss Mia. I remember if vividly. And, umm..."

"Yes?"

"Umm... God.... may I ...?"

Mia knew what Zoe was trying to say but took a perverse pleasure in making her spell it out.

"May you what, Zoe? May you be my slut for the next hour?"

Blushing hotly, Zoe nodded her head. Being in the same room as her mistress, Mia and Madame Elaine had been very nerve-wracking but at the same time arousing. She realised now that there had been a lot of sexual tension in that room as all three women seemed to know each other intimately. And indeed, so did Zoe, for the most part.

"Take off your skirt and blouse Zoe," Mia said softly. Zoe stood and unzipped the back of her skirt and slid it down, then took off her blouse, folding both over the back of the chair. She stood there in her white matching lingerie waiting for further instruction.

While she was undressing, mia had taken a cushion from behind her desk and placed it on the floor in front of her. She had also taken off her own skirt and panties, and now leant back on her desk, her thighs open. A triangle of thick ginger fur set between them.

"Kneel down like a good girl, Zoe"

She did, immediately, falling on to the cushion. She looked up at Mia and leant her head forward, taking in her scent, she was aroused, wanting her. She kissed Mia's fur, licking it, making it wet under her tongue, before she felt Mia's hand on her head, guiding her lower. She started lapping at her pussy, dragging her tongue over puffy wet labia, pressing the tip between them.

"Ohh yesss Zoe, just like that...." Mia moaned.

Zoe felt Mia's hand in her hair, stroking it, clutching and scrunching it as her orgasm slowly built inside. She whimpered and spurred on her efforts to please Mia, delving into her wetness, savouring the taste of her arousal. Her tongue swirled around inside. She could feel the stiffness of Mia's clit so moved her mouth over it, sucking it gently, pushing two fingers into Mia at the same time.

Mia wasn't passive now, she was rubbing against Zoe's face, rocking her hips. She was moaning loudly, her hand gripping Zoe's hair tight.

"Oh fuck Zoe keep going I'm so close!"

Zoe felt it, the convulsion, the stiff shudder as Mia came. Her chin was soaked in her juices which ran down her neck over her breasts. She held herself there until Mia relaxed and felt her hand let go of her hair. Zoe knelt back, looking up at a relaxed looking Mia.

"You've had some practice, haven't you Zoe", Mia smiled.

"I attend to Miss Chloe's needs," she replied, smiling. Having made Mia cum had given her a little confidence boost.

"I've had a couple of the interns in here, knelt where you are. They are quite promising, but don't have your level of skill. They are eager to learn though." Zoe blushed again, thinking of these girls between Mia's thighs.

"Of course, they were foolish enough to cut their hair before they started work here. So will have to continue wearing a wig for now. But after the film has wrapped shooting, the survivors will be allowed to stop wearing them."

Mia leant back and opened a drawer on her desk. She took out a strap on harness. She stood in front of Zoe as she put it on, tightening the straps. Zoe couldn't help but stare at the thick shaft hanging from it.

"Stand up, slut" Mia commanded. Again, Zoe obeyed immediately, very aware of how aroused she herself was, how wet her pussy felt and her nipples, hard and straining under her bra.

Mia kissed her, deeply, passionately, her hands cupping Zoe's face then sliding back through her hair. Zoe moaned as she felt Mia's tongue in her mouth, sliding back and forth over her own.

"Bend over the desk, slut" said Mia in a low voice.

"Yes Miss," Zoe immediately leant over, propping herself on her elbows. She felt Mia move behind her, then her fingers caressing her back sliding down to her butt cheeks. Zoe shivered under her touch, and pressed against Mia's palm when she slid it against her pussy.

"You're very wet, Zoe. I do love how slutty you can be."

"It's all new to me, Miss. All of it. And yet I'm loving every second of my life."

Mia pressed the bulbous head of the cock against Zoe's lips.

"Is this what you need, slut?" she asked.

"Uhuhhh," groaned Zoe, pushing back slightly.

"Ah ah ahh, ask first, slut." Mia admonished, removing contact with her pussy. Zoe whimpered loudly. She wanted it, needed it inside her.

"Please, Miss Mia!"
“Please what, dear slut?”

Zoe closed her eyes and took a deep breath before answering.

“Please fuck me, Miss Mia. Fuck me like a slut!”

Immediately Mia took hold of Zoe’s hips and pushed against her, pushing the strap-on into her wet pussy, sliding in slickly, making the girl moan loudly. She thrust the cock in and out of the girl, talking to her the whole time.

“Is this what you wanted, slut?”

Zoe took the thrusting cock, feeling her orgasm surge through her.

“Harder, please. Fuck me hard!”

Mia smiled, and took hold of Zoe’s curls, pulling her head back and driving harder into her, making her yelp loudly. Zoe’s back was arched, forcing the cock deeper into her. She felt it, then, the constant thrusting triggering her climax, an unstoppable wave which left her limp, breathless. Mia let go of her hair and she slumped forward on the desk, completely spent.

While they got dressed, Mia received a text.

“Miss Chloe will meet you outside, seems like she wants a cigarette” she told Zoe, who suddenly realised that she had Miss Chloe’s pack in her bag.

“Oh I better be quick!” She said, putting on her shoes and carrying her jacket as she quick-stepped out of Mia’s office. Mia quickly followed her to the elevator and rode down with her.

“Lovely to see you again, Zoe dear. Thank you for this afternoon.”

“Oh, Miss it’s I who should thank you!”

“Well, we’ll be seeing plenty of each other over the coming weeks, so don’t worry, this isn’t likely to be a one-off.”

Zoe gave Mia a quick hug and hurried off to meet her mistress.

Outside, Chloe smiled when she saw Zoe, reaching into her bag and retrieving her cigarettes. As she’d been taught, Zoe placed it between her own lips and lit it, taking a drag and handing it to Chloe.

“Good girl. So, did you have fun, dear?”

Zoe blushed, but said, “Yes Miss Chloe. I made Miss Mia cum then she fucked me with her strap-on.” Zoe knew that her mistress wanted to hear about her exploits. She didn’t dare ask what Miss Chloe and Madame Elaine had been up to, but she could discern a post-orgasm glow about her.

“Well Zoe, time to get to work. Tomorrow, we meet the first group of actresses, including our “Lulu”!