Ground Rules

Diana watched as the book slid across the table. Lisa took hold of it, and then reached for the pen. From where she was sitting, Diana could see what her sister would write. She felt her heart hammering in her chest, and her skin tingled with excitement. She sat with her legs slightly folded, but could not help but feel the prickling dampness between the lips of her mound. She felt like she was in a dream, like this was not real.

"We'll take it in turns." Lisa said. "I'll do a rule and then you do a rule. That way, we can both get what we want." She giggled a little, a hint of nerves in her voice as she realised exactly what she meant by ''what we want.''. "Um, okay. So, I am thinking of a scenario were we are basically being **** to do stuff, right? Like, uh, slaves or something? That okay with you?"

The word ''slaves'' conjured images of chains and whips in her mind. Diana shuddered, her imagination - already primed from the hours they'd spend debating - spun off on its own. She imagined darkness, and coldness, her naked body displayed for others. Chains on her wrists, a heavy collar around her throat. For a moment, it felt so real, and then it faded, she took a deep breath, and schooled her expression.

"I..I can work with that." She said. "Slaves. Yeah. Okay. So what're we slaves to? The college?"

"I was thinking that..." Lisa said, "But how about this instead? Watch."

Slowly, she traced her pencil across the paper.

Old Rule: There exists a company called Freddson Incorporated, which is extremely powerful economically. Among other things, this company has a history of sexual **** and humiliation directed towards its female employees. Because of its prominent position, this is largely ignored by the outside world. Each year, the company recruits many women to work as secretaries or other positions, and most of these women are young and naive. More than this, most of the women offered these positions are in dire need of the money that the company provides, and are thus largely unable to quit or refuse to serve once they learn of the true nature of the group.

"Okay." Lisa said, biting her lower lip as she looked at what she had just written. Diana could see the look of surprise on her face, as if she was not quite comprehending what she had set in motion. "How does this look? Your turn to make a rule."

She pushed the rulebook across the table again. Diana snatched it up, her heart was beating so fast now, and she felt vaguely sick with anxiety. But the words her sister had written filled her mind, enticing her to add her own touch. But first, she had to make a different rule, for the sake of her peace of mind if nothing else.

Old Rule: All women employed by the company secretly enjoy this treatment. Even if they do not show it on the surface. Also, while working for the company, female employees cannot become sick, pregnant, and possess the ability to rapidly recover when pushed to their limits.

"That's a a neutral one." She said, before Lisa could speak. "You and I might be into this sort of thing, but let's not drag anyone else down with us, okay?"

"Y-yeah." Lisa nodded. "Sounds good. Now your real rule?"

"Hmmm..." For a moment, Diana's mind drew a blank. What do you say in that sort of situation? What sort of suggestion could you come up with? How did you want to be humiliated, degraded, how did you want to be striped of your clothes, and made into little more than a toy for some company to use and ****? The idea earthed itself in her like a bolt of lightning, nearly making her shiver. A flash of dark delight thrummed through her body, as if some restraint had been released, or she was finally starting to realise that this was all real, and she would be able to live out her fantasies as she never could before.

"How about we add a little bit of detail?" She suggest, drawing the pencil closer to the page.

New Rule: Diana and Lisa Cormack have just been hired by said company to act as secretaries. Both sisters are heavily in debt, and need the money in order to keep their home and belongings. The man who hired them knows this, and it is one of the reasons they have been approached, since even by the standards of the company, Lisa and Diana will be subject to heavy ****.

"Oooh." Lisa said with a wry grin. "In debt, eh? I guess I can sort of see that working. I never thought of that angle, but it makes sense." A little shiver of nerves passed through her body as she looked to her sister. "But just make sure we can always undo it, yeah? Don't wanna actually lose the house."

"Of course not." Diana said. "Here, let me add a rule about that now.

New Rule: Diana and Lisa can summon the rulebook at any point, as well as a pencil, no matter where they are.

"Okay, good." Lisa looked relieved. "So the only thing we have left to do is decide when we start... Tomorrow sound good?"

"Tomorrow?" Diana looked at her sister. Lisa grinned a little shyly. "I would have thought we should wait a few days to see if we come to our senses first."

"Well, can I say I am a little bit excited?" Lisa giggled. "I've never done anything like this before. I think we should do it tomorrow, before we think better of it, you know? I don't know about you, but I'm already nervous as hell. I don't wanna talk myself out of it before we try."

Diana thought about this for a moment, and then nodded.

"Okay, I'll pencil it in for tomorrow."

So saying, she did just that, adding a final rule to the mix.

New Rule: Diana and Lisa's first day in the company is tomorrow, and they will both be going to visit their new workplace for an introductory course on what is expected of them, both in terms of a typical work environment, and also the more salacious aspects.

"Salacious?" Lisa raised an eyebrow. "You could have just said we're going to get used."

"Yeah, well..." Diana shrugged a little self consciously. "It is what it is. I just wrote what I thought about at the time."

"All right." Lisa shrugged as well. "Then I guess we've got the rest of the day to prepare for the job of a lifetime, huh?"

"Yeah..." Diana sat back in her chair, feeling the weight of the moment drain away. Her hands were heavy, and her arms hung by her side for a moment. "My god, am I really going to do this?"

"Well, you can chicken out if you want." Lisa said. "But I intend to go through with it and have my fun."

She stuck her tongue out at her sister, a gesture so childish that Diana could not help but grin.

Then, the twins got ready for what would indeed be the job of a lifetime.