Working out a system for the future

After breakfast was over, you still had roughly over half an hour before you needed to leave for work at 8. Bianca had just finished her cereal, and you were washing up both bowls while she sat there at the table and waited for you to instruct her to do something.

However, when you sat down again at the table and she looked at you expectantly, sex was not on your mind for once. "We need to work out how you're going to fit into my life as my personal lesbian slut," you told her. You're actually a little proud that you could say that sentence with a straight face only a day after your entire existence had changed so drastically.

"We need to talk about what to do with the things you own, how we're both going to work, what you're going to do when I need to be elsewhere or out in public, just a whole lot of things," you say to her.

Bianca frowns as she considers your words. "Well, as your personal lesbian slut, what I own is entirely up to you? If you tell me that I deserve to own nothing because I'm your worthless fuckslut, I would have to sell or abandon everything I had before and literally live with nothing to my name under you," she says. "As long as you justify it relating to my lesbian orientation and sex in some form, I wouldn't be able to say no to you."

"I wouldn't be obliged to work while I'm your lesbian sex ****, since that punishment takes priority over everything in my life before I met you, including my work if you so decided." Bianca shrugged and also added on, "I suppose you could simply inform my workplace that I'm now your lesbian slut and they might relieve me of my work obligations? But I don't know what would happen to my contract or my wages. There is a chance they decide that since I will not be a productive member of their company for an indeterminate time, I will receive no pay."

You are initially appalled at the candour which Bianca tells you this. Yes, you knew that not all companies were quite so upstanding as to keep on workers for appearances, but the simple acceptance that Bianca had regarding that facet of her reality was unnerving.

"Hmm, while I intend to keep you with me to fuck whenever I want, I don't intend to be cruel to you and completely destroy your life. I want you to have some of the things from your life before this which made you happy. If possible I wouldn't want to affect your job either, but I might have to work around that. If it really does come to it, I can support both of us," you reassure her.

While Bianca looks a little relieved at your words, she is quick to remind you that you were the person who decided to fuck her against her sexual orientation in front of her girlfriend, before sentencing her girlfriend to fuck an endless string of men until she got knocked up with some stranger's child. You didn't really have an answer for that harsh truth.

Still, Bianca also reminded you that as someone under your punishment, you could tell her to do anything or go anywhere with you under your words and people would not interfere or think it unacceptable in society. "After all," she said, "from what I heard, you nearly fucked my girlfriend in the store that she worked at yesterday." You slap your forehead at your own stupidity. She's right, of course, Lucy had literally lifted her top and asked you to grope her chest and fuck her right there in the convenience store. Hell, even the customer and other cashier had seemed fine, if a bit impatient about the inconvenience it caused them.

Really, that solved the main problems which had been on your mind. You told Bianca that she could go and collect whatever things she wanted from her old place, and that she would have today to move in by tonight. Bianca said she would have to refer to your name if people asked about it, and you of course allowed her to do so. You had plans for today which didn't include a female sex companion going around with you all the time. You didn't think you were quite ready for that yet and wanted to take things slower. So, you gave Bianca the day to enjoy and spend as she liked, giving her the spare key to your place so she could move her chosen things in.

You remembered to remind Bianca that as this was meant to be a small apartment for only up to two people, space and storage was limited and to please choose what she wanted wisely. Bianca looked unhappy but nodded without complaint. Just before you disappeared off to get dressed to leave, she asked you about her clothes and what she was allowed to wear?

An evil grin crossed your face and you airily told her that for the entirety of today, she wasn't allowed to wear any clothes at all. Bianca's face blanched, probably the most emotion you'd gotten out of her this morning. You told her that since she was a lesbian slut under you, it shouldn't be a problem for people to accept that she wasn't allowed to wear any clothes on your orders. Bianca looked outraged, but didn't disagree with you which gave you the confidence that you were correct on that guess.

Just before you left, you paused at the door and told her that you would also get to look through her clothes and make her discard any that you didn't like for her new lifestyle. You closed the door in her face before she could say anything and walked off, a little bounce in your step at the thought of Bianca having to go around all day naked while you worked.