Almost too eager

"I'm home!" Cassie calls from the front hall.

You get your lazy ass off the couch and walk to the door to greet her and see if she needs any help with her bags.

"Hey sweetheart. How was it with-" you cut yourself off mid-sentence. There's a head peeking out shyly from behind Cassie's back. It's Amanda.

"Hey John." She says coyly.

Oh god. That means...

"Amanda said yes. She'll be our submissive for the night." Cassie addresses the elephant in the room.

"I... wow... okay." That's all you can find to say.

Amanda steps out properly from behind Cassie, and runs the length of the hall to you and wraps her arms around you.

"Thank you." She half-whispers.

This is a huge mistake.

"Amanda, take your clothes off." Cassie suddenly orders her.

"All of them?" She squeaks.

"The response I was looking for was 'Yes Mistress'".

Amanda squeaks again. "Yes Mistress". She starts to undress, right there in the hallway.

You look at Cassie with wide inquiring eyes.

"What? You said you wanted me to take charge of her, didn't you?" Cassie folds her arms. "So I'm giving it my best. Would you like me to stop?"

Yes!

"No..."

"Fine. Then stop giving me incredulous looks and enjoy watching your fiancée's best friend strip for you." She almost sounds irritated.

I can't win!

Thirty seconds later, a fully naked Amanda stands before you, shyly covering her rude bits with her arms and hands. But her face is all big smiles. She's loving this.

"Arms at your sides!" Cassie barks. Amanda's hands shoot to the sides of her thighs and she stands up straight.

"Turn around." Amanda slowly turns 360 degrees.

"Not all the way round, you dumb slut." Cassie rebukes. "Show us your butt."

It takes all your willpower not to give Cassie another incredulous look.

Is this the same woman that left the house a few hours ago?

"Get in the living room and kneel on the couch." Amanda follows where Cassie points compiles without hesitation.

"Lower." Amanda lowers her head until she's in a low bowing position.

"Lower." Amanda presses her forehead down into the couch seat.

"Spread your cheeks. Show us your holes." Amanda whimpers but again doesn't even pause before obeying.

"Good. Now stay like that until we decide what to do with you." It's as if Cassie is speaking to a naughty dog.

"Yes Mistress." Amanda mumbles.

Cassie's tone completely shifts to 'normal loving fiancée' mode as she redirects the target of her speech to you. "Honey, could you help me bring these bags into the kitchen?"

You can't help but confront Cassie in the kitchen.

"What the hell was that?"

"What do you mean? Isn't this what you want?"

Not really, no.

"Maybe it is, but more importantly, where did you learn to speak to anyone like that? Never mind your best friend."

Cassie sighs. "Fine, I'll come clean. This isn't Amanda's first time being a sexual submissive. I asked her for pointers on how to dominate her so that I could impress you, and she gave me a video to watch while she drove us home. So I was just trying to copy that. Was I convincing, then?"

"You terrified me." You admit. "I was like, how is there this entire secret side to someone I'm about to marry?"

"Well." Cassie says mischievously. "Who knows, maybe this will awaken something in me."

I feel like it already has.

"So how long are you going to make Amanda stay like that?"

"However long it takes me to work out what to order her to do next."

I've created a monster.