Bella's client

Bella sighed nervously as she held up her right hand to knock on the door to bungalow two. She knocked then stood with her feet shoulder-width apart, her hands behind her back, and her head bowed. Her heart pounded in her chest like a drum. She had hoped that she had misread the sheet. Every muscle in her body went taught when she heard the door open.

"Well, well, well," an all too familiar voice said. Slowly, Bella raised her head. She had not misread the sheet. Standing before her in a sparkly black tank top with a plunging neckline, tight-fitting darkly colored denim jeans, and a pair of brown leather calf-high boots with four-inch square heels, was her sister, Gigi. "Having a good time as a whore sis?" Gigi asked.

Slowly Bella shook her head. "Please, Gigi, tell me you came to get me out of her," she said quietly.

Gigi slapped Bella across the face hard, catching the younger sister off guard. "'Gigi?' Is that how I instructed you to address me? You know maybe I should leave a complaint. The form did say complaints would be harshly dealt with."

Bella's eyes went wide with fright. "Please, Mistress Gigi, don't do that," she said as she dropped to her knees. "I'll be such a good whore for you. I'll do anything you want. Mistresses Jessica, Emily, Eden, and Alura will find something terrible to do to me, Please!" she plead.

"If you are truly sorry, then lick my boots and **** yourself."

"Yes, Mistress Gigi," Bella said before licking her sister's boots. As she did her extremely short black dress rode up, exposing her and and pussy. "I'm a filthy whore," she said after running her tongue across one of Gigi's boots. "I love getting put in my place by other women," she continued after another long lick. "Compared to anyone here not wearing a collar, I'm a fucking worm."

For the next few minutes, Gigi laughed as her younger sister continued to lick her boots and **** herself, desperately trying to avoid a complaint against her.

"Get inside," Gigi said coldly as she moved aside. Silently, Bella crawled into the bungalow, instantly feeling how much cooler it was on the inside. So cool in fact that it verged on cold. Was it the cold that made her tremble? Sudden and total fear of her sister? The threat of punishment from her mistresses? Bella did not know, nor did she truly care. All that mattered to the former model, was obedience. "Come with me," Gigi said as she moved back in front of Bella.

"Yes, Mistress Gigi," she said as she followed behind her sister, focussing on the heels of her boots. Gigi led Bella into the bungalow's living room. Bella noticed a fire burning in the fireplace there. As she neared it, Bella was grateful for its inviting warmth.

"Alright," Gigi said when she stopped not far from in front of the fireplace. She grabbed a riding crop off of the mantle, then turned to face her sister. Placing the tab of the crop under Bella's chin, Gigi **** her younger sister to look up at her. "I want you to strut your stuff, when I tell you to stop, You will stand with your feet shoulder-width apart, lift your dress, and bend over. Once you're in position I will use this crop on you. While I do I expect you to hold position until I tell you to strut again."

"As you wish, Mistress Gigi," Bella said her voice trembling slightly. She stood and walked straight ahead as if she were working a catwalk after walking a few feet she turned and walked back to Gigi. She turned again and walked away again.

"Stop," Gigi said, just before Bella made her next turn. At her sister's command, Bella stood as instructed, lifted the hem of her dress, exposing herself, and bent over.

Bella nearly jumped out of her skin when she felt Gigi grabbed her shoulder. She jumped again when she felt the cool leather tab of the crop glide across her ass. Suddenly she heard a shrill whistling sound as the crop sliced through the air. "Ahh!" Bella screamed when the crop struck her ass, and a sharp stinging sensation sprang to life in the spot where the tab had landed. Her body jolted on reflex. A reflex she had to fight against to maintain her position.

"Strut," Gigi said after giving Bella two more lashes with the crop. Again Bella began to walk as if she were working a catwalk. Gigi let Bella make several trips, each time she came towards her, she smiled at her younger sister as she flexed the crop in her hands.

"God, I wish she'd just get it over with," she thought as she once again watched Gigi flex the crop in her hands.

"Stop," Gigi ordered. Again, Bella stood with her feet shoulder-width apart, lifted her dress, and bent over.

Bella had no idea how long Gigi kept up the exercise, or how many times she had ordered her to strut and stop. All she knew was that her ass burned from all the lashes she had taken from the crop. She would be surprised if she didn't have several bruises already appearing, especially in places where Gigi had landed several lashes.

Satisfied with the effect of the crop, Gigi took a second to admire her sister's ass. It was dotted with small oddly shaped bruises from the tab of the crop and welts from its shaft. Gigi took Bella by the arm and led her to the couch. "Get that dress off and kneel," she commanded as she pointed at the ground in front of the couch.

"Yes, Mistress Gigi," Bella said as she slowly lifted the short dress over her head leaving herself naked save for her collar and silver heels. After neatly folding her dress, she lowered herself to her knees. Bella watched with a mixture of fear, curiosity, and to her shame, arousal as Gigi went to a nearby storage room and emerged with a piston-driven dildo on a stand. After setting the contraption up in front of her, Gigi went back to the storage room, and got a second piston-driven dildo identical to the first.

"On all fours, whore."

"Yes, Mistress Gigi," Bella replied nervously. Gigi began moving the two dildos into the desired positions. One, she moved and adjusted until the tip of the flesh-colored rubber cock was pointed at Bella's lips.

"Open up slut," Gigi said with a cold smile. Wordlessly, Bella obeyed and Gigi rolled the machine forward until the tip of the fake cock was in her sister's waiting mouth. She then walked to the second and moved it until it just barely penetrated Bella's pussy. "Good God! You are so fucking wet. You're loving this," Gigi laughed. She then turned on both Dildos, the one in Bella's mouth moved in and out at a blistering pace, nearly gagging her every time it was fully extended. The one in her pussy moved at a snail's pace. The former model whined, knowing the dildo in her pussy was moving much too slowly to even get her even remotely close to cumming.

"God, I can't belive my sister is doing this to me. This is so humiliating," Bella thought as the two dildos continued their work.

"A cock in your pussy and another in your mouth, not new experiences on their own but together well, who am I kidding, you've always been such a slut," Gigie said as she grabbed her E-reader, sat down on the couch, and propped her feet up on Bella's back as if she were a footstool. She laughed historically when Bella's body flushed with a mixture of shame and anger.

Hours passed, and much to her horror, Bella had been proven right, the dildo fucking her pussy had done little more than tease her. Especially since every time she got even halfway close to an orgasm, Gigi somehow knew and shut off the machine, only to start it back up a few minutes later. "God this is horrible," she thought as Gigi shut off the dildo in in her pussy yet again. The only time the dildo in her mouth had been shut off was when she ate her dinner out of a bowl like an animal.

"Come on, shower then bed," Gigi said as she shut off the dildo in her mouth . She then took Bella by the arm and led her to the bathroom. "Get in," she said pointing at the large shower. When Bella called in, Gigi turned on the shower. Bella shrieked when the blast of cold water hit her naked flesh. "Let me know when it gets hot," Gigi laughed.

"Mistress, Gigi, it's hot," Bella said. Gigi reached tentatively into the shower, letting the water fall onto her hand. Satisfied with the temperature she stripped and stepped into the shower.

"Bathe me," she commanded.

"Yes, Mistress Gigi," Bella said as she squirted some body wash into her hand. She lathered it in both hands before gliding them over her sister's naked body. Once she had lathered every inch of Gigi's body, the elder sister stepped directly under the water flow and rinsed her body. Bella then shampooed and conditioned Gigi's hair.

After drying off, the pair laid the large warm bed. "Eat me until I cum, then maybe I'll let you cum," Gigie said with a smile.

"Yes, Mistress Gigi," she said sliding under the covers. She began to kiss and lick between her sister's long legs. Shame and arousal spread through Bella's body once more as she tasted her sister's tangy juices.

"Oh my God," Gigi moaned loudly after a few short minutes of her sister pleasuring her with her tongue. "You were born to be a fucking lezzy whore," Gifi said as she began to move her hips, grinding her pussy into Bella's face. She gave a long moan, as her body shuddered when Bella sucked on her clit. She then plunged her tongue deep into her sister's pussy and began to swirl it around, hitting every sensitive spot she had managed to find. "THAT'S IT BELLA! THAT'S IIIIIIT!" Gigi shrieked as she came hard, covering Bella's face with her juices.

After taking a few minutes to recover, Gigi opened the lower cupboard of the night stand and pulled out a chastity belt. She smiled coldly at Bella as she opened the chastity belt. "But, but, you said that if I made you cum, I'd get to cum," Bella said her voice cracking into a whine.

"No, Bella," she said tapping her younger sister's nose. "I said 'maybe i'd let you cum,'" she said with a slight laugh. "Get up," she added. Reluctantly Bella got out of the bed and stood with her feet shoulder-width apart. She fought back a whine as Gigi locked her in the chastity belt.

Once she was in the belt, she was guided back into the bed, Gigi lying behind her teasingly squeezing her breasts.

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The next morning Josephine sat at the front desk when an alert popped up on the screen of her computer. "Well, it looks like I've been requested by suite 1023 for a few hours. I assume you can handle things here?" she asked one of the regular staff.

"Yes, go earn the mistresses some money," the staffer said with a smile. Josephine gave a gracious nod before taking a glance at her screen.. She smiled when she was instructed to come dressed as she was, and that all other details would be revealed to her when she arrived. Without another word, the Antivan beauty walked across the lobby and pressed the up arrow to one of the elevators. When the doors opened she stepped in and hit the button for the tenth floor.

After the short ride to the top she turned to her left and made her way to room 1024. She knocked on the door before kneeling on the floor. Her heart began to race as she heard footsteps from behind the door.

Who has purchased Josephine? Answer in comments.

A) A group of girls celebrating their youngest friend's eighteenth birthday

B) A middle-aged lesbian couple

C) A Dragon Age fan that has purchased her fantasy fuck

D) A model. Who?

E) An actress. Who?

F) An actress. Who?

G) An heiress

H) An executive

I) Someone else. Who?