"I'm a lesbian... Dang it!"

Jennifer rushed to the office as quickly as she could in her suit. Her kiss with her former college friend had convinced Jennifer’s active mind that she had already lost and was now doomed to be Madam Illich’s personal pet.

“You called Madam,” Jennifer heard the reverence in her voice rather than resentment.

“Come in,” Madam Illich said running a finger throw the black hair around her ear, “Time to see which pay check you will start taking home…”

Jennifer saw the predatory smile of the owner of the company. She thought of what Madam Claire had said, backed up by the humiliations and thoughts invading her head and it seemed that there was no alternative but that she was dealing with a powerful witch.

“Touch the truth stone and tell me about your feelings about lesbianism,” Madam Illich ordered.

Jennifer reached out and touched the ruby mounted on the desk.

“I am a closeted lesbian, but I am trying to pretend to be straight in order to try and spite you Mistress,” Jennifer heard herself say and pulled her hand back, “Fuck.”

“Keep going,” Madam Illich had an amused smile on her face.

“I am a closeted lesbian, I am pretending to be straight in order to try and spite you Mistress,” Jennifer repeated once she put her hand back on the stone, “It pains me to admit, how much I want to have sex with an attractive feminine woman and wear sexy latex.”

“Very well,” Madam Illich reached in a drawer and pulled out a stack of papers and a pink collar, “Sign the contract and put on the collar. Then we can get started with your new job.”

Jennifer pulled her hand back and rubbed it for a long second… So that was that, in her subconscious she was already a dyke and now she was stuck with this nose ring until she made peace with the changes it had **** on her. Jennifer reached down and grabbed a pen on the desk next to the contract and signed the signature block on the first page and flipped to the back where she was expected to sign again. She then picked up the pink rubber buckled collar and examined it for a second. There was a black rubber bow glued to it with a little stud in the middle of the bow and a buckle around the back. Jennifer sighed heavily and put the collar around her neck and secured it.

Jennifer felt a pulse explode inside of her mind.

“Now dear,” the voice brought Jennifer back to reality, “I think we need to get you your new work uniforms and go over your duties.”

“Yes Mistress,” Jennifer said submissively.

“I am going to love dressing you in rubber my dear,” The boss said standing up, “And you are going to love wearing rubber for me, aren’t you?”

“Yes Mistress,” Jennifer automatically answered.