Red on Red

Well, this isn't what I was expecting to find when I came back to my room. As I open the door, I'm greeted by Rose wearing nothing but a sheer, red one piece. The thing is completely covered in holes, doing an absolutely terrible job at covering an part of her body. I'm guessing this is the outfit she was so dead set on buying to make herself look like a whore. It certainly gets the job done.

Now I'm definitely glad that she also picked up that trench coat. This outfit might be even more absurd than just being naked. That being said, I am excited to fuck her while she's wearing it. And with how it fully exposes her pussy, she doesn't even need to take anything off.

"There you are, handsome. I was getting worried you might abandon me," Rose says with a smile.

"Oh no. You have nothing to worry about. I fully intend to get my money's worth with you. In fact, I'm thinking about throwing you down and plowing your cunt right here and now," I tell her.

"Ooh, I'd love that. After all, I'm all yours for the entire night. You can do whatever you want with me."

Again, I definitely didn't pay enough to have full access, but I'm not going to complain. I know that was really just for show. But now I'm ready for the real show to begin. Normally, I would do a little foreplay, but I'm a bit too tired for that. Besides, I paid for a whore, so I see no reason to delay using what I paid for. Just as I said I would, I grab Rose by the hips and throw her onto the bed. She giggles when she lands.

"So forceful. I love it when a man takes what he want."

I can tell that those words aren't a part of the act. Rose is legitimately loving every second of this. And so am I, to be fair. I quickly strip down, exposing my already hard cock. I walk over to the bed, flip my whore over so she's laying on her stomach, and slam into her from behind. I hold her down on the bed as I roughly thrust in and out of her exposed pussy. I watch as the red fabric of Rose's outfit moves with every bend of her body, clinging tightly to her skin as I ravage her.

It seems as though she's fully adopted the attitude of a cheap hooker when it comes to getting fucked. Unlike the last time we had sex, there's nothing personal about this encounter. I'm roughly using her body as she just lays there and takes it. If anything, the rough treatment is only turning her on more. I'm sure her head is still filled with thoughts of love for me, but on the outside, she's just a moaning mess. A mess that I plan on painting with my cum.

I spend the next little bit achieving that exact plan. I cover Rose's backside and ass with my first load, then she gives my a sloppy blowjob that ends as I paint her face, then we go for another round of sex before I cover her stomach and tits in my seed. By the time we're done, she looks trashier than ever. As tempted as I am to see how long she's willing to stay like that, I also want to keep a fairly low profile for the rest of the day.

"Alright, slut. I'm down with you for now. Go get a shower and make yourself look presentable again," I tell her before grabbing her and pulling her up to her feet.

It takes a moment for Rose to respond, as she's still out of it from what we just did. I didn't mention it before, but over the course of our multiple sessions, Rose came a lot. Like, a lot a lot. I wouldn't be surprised if she had trouble walking straight tomorrow.

"Whatever you want, baby," she finally responds before leaving the room. Hopefully no one catches her in that state on her trip to the bathroom.

Luckily, it seems to be fine, as I never hear any commotion before the shower starts running. I spend the rest of the day cooling down from everything that's happened. Today wasn't the busiest I've ever had, but it wasn't exactly a day of rest and relaxation. Still, I can't help but be happy with the work I did. Especially with Julia.

Later that evening, we all eat dinner together. I actually manage to get Rose to temporarily turn off the whore persona while we eat. With her wearing a full outfit and acting somewhat normal (though it is still Rose we're talking about), my family is much more comfortable with her presence. They even start asking her questions and getting to know a little bit about her, which was a pleasant experience. As she speaks, I realize just how little I actually know about this girl. By the end of the meal, I actually feel quite a bit closer to her. I'm not going to tell her that, but still, it's nice to know more about the our newest housemate. Although, I do have to nudge her a few times when she tries to slip implications of being a whore into her backstory. But overall, it was a good experience.

Even Julia was in a better mood than usual at dinner. Still not the cheery sister I'm used to, but it’s a step in the right direction. She still tries her best to avoid talking to me, though this time she does it more out of embarrassment of our earlier conversation than anger. Once we all finish eating, we go our separate ways. Before bed, I briefly catch Michelle outside of her room and tell her about my talk with Julia. Not everything, but just enough so that she can back up my story if Julia asks her about it.

"So if I'm going to be the house maid, does that mean you want me to start cleaning up around here?" Michelle asks.

"No, you don't have to do that. It's more just a name than anything," I answer.

"I really don't mind. I just want to make you happy. Besides, won't it be easier to convince Julia that I'm a maid if I actually spend time tidying up?"

Dang. Once again, I'm left realizing how much smarter Michelle is than me. In all honesty, she would probably do much better in charge than I'm doing right now. There's no way she would ever be willing to do something like that with "Submissive" as her identity now, but I can't help noticing how much better at planning she is than me. She's no Helen, of course, but she's good. Maybe I should ask for her advice if I'm ever stumped in the future.

"You're right. It would be more convincing if you did some actual maid work," I remark.

"Consider it done. I'll start tomorrow. With how all-over-the-place Mom has been recently, the house could certainly use a thorough cleaning anyway. It'll be sparkling before you know it!" Michelle says with a grin I'm still not used to seeing from her.

"Thanks, Michelle."

"No problem. Oh, by the way, I also went ahead and did your math homework while you were out today. I figured you wouldn't want to do it anymore, so I went ahead and took care of it."

My god. Submissive Michelle is the best. I give her another thank you before we both head to bed. When I get there, I find Rose waiting for me, already fully back into her roleplay fantasy. I lay down in my bed and tell her to suck my cock until I'm ready to fall asleep, which she eagerly agrees to do. Yeah, today definitely turned out alright...