Lisa, in her street clothes

You remembered that you talking about how much you wanted to buy Jason’s mom off of him had somehow touched a sympathetic nerve with her and she offered you her body for free.

Getting used to that logic was going to take some more practice.

“I’m here!” Lisa struck a pose, throwing on arm out and putting a hand on her hip, but immediately broke down into a fit of giggles, “I can’t believe I just did that. I’m way too old to try and act cutesy.”

“Bullshit.” You scoffed, stepping aside and letting her in, “You look great!”

Looking her up and down you couldn’t say it was just to flatter her. Lisa was kind of short and had a bit more than meat on her bones but it was just enough to give her some decent curves without going overboard. Her street clothes worked to accent her curves far better than the frumpy work uniform had. She had a tight, shiny black crop top that zipped up the front and showed her soft brown stomach. Her mini skirt matched her top. On her feet were some giant stripper heels, that managed to give her an inch on you, maybe two. Her hair was still in a ponytail.

“Oh that’s sweet! But I’m old enough to be your mother.”

Maybe in this reality where sex was so common, but she still seemed pretty close to your age. You could only pray you weren’t showing your doubt on your face.

“Right… haha, I’d still do you!” Thankfully she laughed and didn’t seem upset in the slightest, but you quickly changed the subject regardlessly, “Come to think of it, you mentioned having an owner. How’s he treat you?” You were aiming for small talk, but the subject matter ended up being pretty big to you.

“Hmm… he’s alright.” Lisa shrugged as she took off her shoes and shrunk several inches, “He let’s me keep about a third of my paycheck as an allowance. His dad claimed me for him on his eighteenth birthday though and ever since him and his friends have been using me to pump out kids for beer money.” Lisa smiled and shrugged your way.

You knew women could be used to make money once claimed, and during your research you had found that first world governments had to pay men to try and bolster birth rates, but it was still weird how easily she said all of that. You also noted she didn’t have a ring, just the collar. The lack of any hint of ceremony probably meant she was just viewed as a toy and not a significant other of any capacity.

“Oh… haha… must be rough.” You swallowed hard, not entirely sure how you should feel about anything she had said.

“Ah, not really.” Lisa didn’t hesitate to throw herself down onto your couch and grab the remote, “Like I said, I get an allowance and it’s sweet that they don’t mind making kids with me. Plus they’re always buying me accessories to dress me up.”

She was absolutely a toy! And somehow that didn’t faze her!

You had to bite your tongue to keep from making any strange noises as you joined her on the squeaky sofa.

“So… is there anything specifically you want me for?” Lisa didn’t even try to hide her glance down to your crotch.

Truthfully, your research combined with everything she had just said had you at full mast, and it was obvious, that aside,

“How long do I have you for?”

“Hmm… well I’ve got to be back at work tomorrow at eight.”

“Er, your owner won’t mind?”

“He shouldn’t, he signed off on letting me be taken home. Of course it’s because I’m supposed to get a commission from every time I sell my body, but we can keep that between us.” Lisa brought a finger to her lips and winked at you, “Do you have a particular length of time in mind?”

“Oh… well I guess until eight tomorrow, haha!” It was still hard to actually say that to another human being.

“I guess I’ll be busy then, huh?” Lisa chuckled too, although with far more confidence than you had.

“Well… I mean… I guess… but I’d mostly like to just get used to what it’s like to have a, um, cock-whore.” You tried your best to use a ‘normal’ term, bit it still felt weird, “If that’s okay, I mean.”

“Oh! Haha! That’s so sweet!” Lisa put an arm under her breasts and gave a jovial chuckle, “I don’t know why this girl you’re buying hates you so much but I’m sure you’ll be fine. She’ll see how sweet you are in no time.”

“Oh… heh… thanks.”

“So should I keep my clothes on, or off then?”

“Uh, whatever’s comfortable for you.”

And just like that her clothes her tossed unceremoniously onto the floor and she was stark naked in your apartment.

Luckily having a naked woman in your apartment was one of the few times you had experience with seeing a real naked woman, so getting comfortable with it wasn’t a problem.

“Anything else, sir?” She made another pointed glance to your tenting pants.

“Ah… eventually, I would like to pick your brains about female ownership though. You know, as a, er, female that’s also owned. Feel free to make yourself at home in the meantime.” You somewhat redundantly pointed toward the remote she had already picked up, “Like I said, I kind of want to get used to a ****.” You winced at how easy the came out, rather than this worlds more normal titles.

“Oh that sounds lovely.” Lisa seemed unfazed by your slip though, in fact she seemed ecstatic.

Come to think of it, the lady at the post office wasn’t particularly fazed either. Maybe you were just overthinking everything. Maybe people didn’t love the term ****, but that didn’t make it a slur.

“So what do you want to know?”

The whole ‘training people’ thing was still weighing on your mind, but it was a difficult subject to broach,

“Well… I guess…” You didn’t know how to bring up what you really wanted so you ended up skirting away a little, “you have to do anything your owner asks, right?”

“Well, technically.” Lisa grimaced for a moment, her eye’s glued to the T.V but perked up pretty quickly when she spotted something she wanted to watch.

“Technically?”

“Well you might not understand since you’ve never had a slut before, but even if it’s technically illegal to disobey an owners order, getting proof is obviously a hassle. You’d have to be insanely petty to try and pursue legal action. You’d be better off trying to train your slut yourself, or just give up and get a new one. It’d probably be cheaper than legal fees.”

“So you don’t do everything your owner says?”

“Oh, hah… well, within reason, right?” Lisa chuckled nervously, giving you a wary side eye, “I mean, sometimes when I get off work my owner will have some friend’s over, and they’ll pass me around for a few hours, and then suddenly it’s my job to clean up and make dinner for all of them? Fuck that.”

“Makes sense….” You nodded, scratching your chin.

You’d already confirmed that women weren’t mindless holes now that the law said they were free to be used for pleasure, it really did make sense that the same would go for anything else they were **** to do. Even if it seemed normal to them to be ordered around, that didn’t mean they wouldn’t ever be against any particular order.

“I know, right!” Lisa seemed visibly relieved as she settled in and focused on the T.V, snuggling her naked form into you without hesitation, “If there’s one thing you should know when you get your slut it’s to not work her too hard or she’ll never warm up to you. I probably had to train my owner as much as he trained me, hahaha!”

You felt your cock twitch at how easily that came out of her, but more than that, she gave you the opening you needed,

“You got any tips on being trained then?”

“Huh? Well I wouldn’t know really. Not to toot my own horn, but I’ve never been much of a rebel… but maybe establish dominance early?” Lisa cocked her head at you before turning back to the T.V.

You chewed that piece of info over for a minute. It was more progress than your hours on the internet were, that much was certain, but you still weren’t sure how to take that.

Then Lisa snapped your from your thoughts by reaching down and squeezing the bulge in your pants,

“Hey, even if you don't want to fuck me right now, it’s kind of cruel to keep the poor guy cooped up like that, don't you think?”

Even if you were a little startled, at this point it would've been harder to ignore what she was getting at than to just roll with it.

With a self-deprecating chuckle, you got to your feet and dropped your pants, kicked them away, and sat back down.

“That's better, right?” Lisa purred, leaning back into you and wrapping her fingers around your shaft.

“So anyway,” You cleared your throat and tried to continue as naturally as you could, “what do you mean exactly by ‘establish dominance?’”

“Hmmm…” Lisa cocked her head to the side, her eyes still on your T.V and her hand idly stroking your length, “I guess it’s like how when I first got claimed it was a bit of adjustment and I was a little cranky about it, and then I found out my owner was actually about half my age. I was a bit angsty, honestly. I ended up telling him to fuck off the first time he told me to clean his room and he ended up tying me to his bed all night and whipped my ass raw.” She started to chuckle at the memory, not a hint of resentment seemed to linger, “I don’t know what your girl’s going to be like, but for me it kind of drove home the fact that he didn’t just drag me home off the street, he had me for keeps and he wanted me to listen to him.”

Your cock twitched in her hand, despite that she kept her eyes glued to whatever show she had found.

“You mind riding me now?” Your research was basically porn as far as you were concerned, you were already raring to go before, but now, you could barely control yourself.

“Yeah… just a sec….” Lisa’s handjob had stopped cold and her attentioned seemed to fix completely to the T.V at this point.

You found yourself following her attention and were blown away by what you saw. It was some sort of drama you didn’t recognize, but you recognized the two women currently blowing a businessman. On their knees across from each other was Rashida Jones in a smart looking business suit, and Arianna Labarbara, stark naked sucking the other side of the man’s meat. You never in a million years expected these two women to be starring in anything together.

After maybe a minute you finally settled into the image you were seeing, whatever story they were trying to tell falling on deaf ears, and you were ready to throw Lisa down and get on top of her. Luckily, the scene changed just as you came to your own decision, and Lisa got up and planted a foot on either side of you then spat on her hand and lubed up the head of your cock with it. Her attention was still stuck to to the T.V, so you had to help guide yourself into her when she slowly started to lower herself down.

Once you were in you gave a satisfied sigh and brought your hands to her waist. She was so engrossed in the show that you ended up having to coax her into moving by putting some strength into your arms to help her bounce up and down.

After a few minutes of jerking her up and down like an oversized sex toy she let out a snort and started to bounce on her own. A glance up told you it was a commercial break.

“I can’t believe Bradley….” She clicked her tongue and shook her head.

You couldn’t follow what she was complaining about, especially since she used a male name so you just focused on her

Now that Lisa was bouncing on her own you took your hands off her waist and they wandered up to her chest. As soon as you brushed over her nipples she dropped against your lap, burying you in her and you could feel her tense up. You responded by feeling out her nipples and then gently rolled them between your fingers.

“O-oh!” Lisa gasp and sucked in a deep breath.

You flicked your thumb across her nipple and earned yourself a deep moan from Lisa and she evened started to grind her hips against you, still squatting in your lap.

Leaning into her you buried your face into her neck, wrapped one arms around her waist and started to hammer into her full bore. You free hand soon found itself snaking between her legs.

“Hoh?” Lisa yelped, throwing her head back and moved her hand from the back of the couch and ran it through your hair.

You found her clit and started to trace circles around it with your fingers while keeping up a steady pace with your hips.

Surprisingly quickly, Lisa let out a loud groan and and you felt her pussy tighten around your meat. After a few more thrusts you found yourself pushed over the edge as well and squeezed yourself tight against her ass.

As soon as the last wave of your orgasm had passed the strength drained from you and you threw your head back in ecstasy.

“Wow. It’s been awhile since anyone got me off like that.” Lisa moaned.

That was certainly what every guy loved to hear, but in a world filled with sex it seemed far less genuine that it ever would’ve sounded in the before time.

“You can’t seriously mean that.” You chuckled.

“Well lately my owner’s just been using me to empty his balls so he can last longer for the girls he brings home, and at work we’ve got some new girls in, fresh out of high school.”

“Ah, so it’s been awhile since you’ve been given any real attention, huh?”

“Of course. Plus it’s pretty rare for a guy to care whether one of the random girls he fucks gets off, that’s for lovers.” Lisa sighed contently, taking her feet off the couch and settling down into your lap.

“Well don’t get any ideas about me, I just like seeing a girl squirm.” You rushed to defend yourself.

The word ‘lover’ brought about some embarrassing thoughts. In world where you could fuck just about any woman, falling in love with some random whore you dumped two loads into seemed like a strange concept, to you anyway. Even if it was normal in general, it was probably a bit fast even in this current reality.

“Haha! I swear, your slut is going to warm up to you so fast!” Lisa giggled, and wiggled her hips from side to side, still in your lap, with your deflating meat still inside of her.

Right…, now that she mentioned that you did still have to prepare for tomorrow. With a clear head now, you started to consider maybe you were over complicating things though. Yeah Gwen didn’t like you, but just like Lisa said about herself, Gwen wasn’t a rebel, far from it actually. You weren’t positive what was in store though, so maybe trying to find some more online resources would be helpful, but at the same time, you had Lisa for the entire night.

Talk about a tough decision.