Initiation

"First things first, because I own your mouth, no talking unless it is words or phrases I have approved. Understood?"

I nod, afraid saying yes would net me a punishment of some kind. No talking whatsoever? This just started and is already proving problematic.

"Second, you will use your mouth for any purpose I command you to use it for as soon as you can use it. That means if I send you a text message, and I need you somewhere, you drop whatever you are doing and come to me immediately. Understood?"

Clearly I didn't do a good job of hiding my shock, because the woman simply cocked her head and frowned.

"Tsk, you didn't think you'd never be needed, did you? If anything, it would be easier if you simply stayed at my place. I have warm beds, meals that I will allow you to eat, and lots of...well, you will see." Her smirk returned, and this time it brought a knot in my stomach. Just what did I sign up for?

"Here, hand me your phone so I can put in my address and phone number." I pass my phone to her, and she immediately looks up at me with disapproval. "You need to unlock it first." I take the phone back, enter in my password, and hand it back to her. After a quiet minute of her putting in information, she hands my phone back, open on her contact. Despite how much I would have liked to know her name, her contact info simply says her name is Mistress, and that her address is...wait a minute, she lives next to Central Park?

"I am pleased to see you do not need to talk to express your emotions so well. It is adorable." Clearly, my curiosity was far too easy to read. "Ah well. We can finally get to the main thing I want you to use your mouth for. Any time you come across someone you personally deem hot, even slightly, you will offer them oral, using specifically either, 'Please sir, may I suck your cock for twenty dollars?' or 'Please madame, may I eat your pussy for twenty dollars?' You will offer this to them as soon as you can, and any money you make from providing oral at the end of the week, I get half. Understood?"

My heart started beating in my throat. I mechanically **** myself to nod, but the realization, that I'd been turned into some kind of always-on-the-clock hooker had my head spinning. I just wanted to go home.

"Finally, as for maintenance of my mouth, you are allowed to spend no more than two hours, excluding sleeping, away from public places. I want that mouth being offered up in parks, libraries, cafes like this, anywhere you find comfortable. You will brush your teeth and tongue vigilantly, making sure to brush your teeth for three minutes and your tongue for two minutes twice a day, and flossing thoroughly each night. You will maintain a steady, careful diet of approximately 2,000 calories, within about a 100 calorie range, and eat about 60% vegetables, 30% proteins, an--oh, wait, do you eat meat?" I nod. "Good. Yes, 60% vegetables, 30% proteins, and 10% grains, within approximately 5% of each margin. You will also be taking one of these each day, to make sure you enjoy this as much as I do."

She reached back into the backpack, and withdrew a fairly regular bottle. It was like any other medication bottle, but red, had no labels, and when I opened it, had a bunch of red and pink gel caps inside. Even though the woman was apparently good at reading my facial expressions, she either didn't notice my curiosity or chose to ignore it.

"That is all. I will contact you when I need you. Otherwise, it is time for you to get to work. Oh, and take just one of the pills each day, too many and you will not be able to think straight for a few days. See you soon."

And with that, she stood, slung the backpack over one of her shoulders after zipping it closed, and walked off without looking back. She simply left me there, stunned, looking at both the bottle of pills and the credit card in my hand. Well...now what?