"What kind of contract?"

Clarrisa feels like she is in over her head. But what real choice does she have? "What kind of contract?" She felt like asking this question would only lead to more trouble, but she had to know.

Olivia strokes the side of Clarrisa's cheek. "I'm glad you asked. It's a standard contract between a Mistress and her ****. "

"What exactly does that mean?" A dark foreboding enters Clarrisa's mind.

"It means you sign away all of your rights, and everything you own over to me. I will own you mind, body, and soul for the duration of however long the contract will be. And to be honest, I'm looking forward to owning that body of yours." She licks her lips, and gives Clarrisa a saucy look.

"For how long?" Clarrisa was now stalling for time. She knows that's all she can do, besides hope and pray someone comes into the shop and interrupts them. If that happened, maybe she could make a quick getaway.

"For all the times you've tried to undermine me, and for all the untrue, rotten things you've said about me behind my back, I'd say six months to year might be reasonable. If you're unwilling to accept it, I can do far worse things to you than you can imagine. I can make it so every time you shop in this store you'll have to be naked. That's just the tip of the iceberg. I'm sure you don't want to loose all of that pretty blond hair of your to a set of clippers. Though Locks of Love would probably consider you a hero."

"What am I supposed to tell my husband? What about my daughter?" Clarrisa looks around nervously. She knows she's running out of time. "Please, someone come in!" she thinks to herself. But no one enters the store.

"Don't worry about your husband or your daughter. I will inform them. And if you're a good girl, and you obey your Mistress, I might even let you visit them on weekends."

Just as Clarrisa was about to speak again, the shop door buzzes as another shopper enters. "Here's your chance! Don't blow it!" she thinks to herself. She runs as fast as she can, only to run straight into the likes of one Ali Rose Thornton.

"Well, well, well. Imagine me meeting you here, bitch!" she says. "I thought you'd be afraid to show your face in public for a while after what you did."

Olivia quickly joined in. "Oh? What did she do to you, Ali?"

"She spread all kinds of nasty rumors that I was fucking the pool boy."

"They weren't rumors!" Clarrisa tries to defend herself. "It was the truth. I even have photos as proof!"

"Why you little bitch!" Ali seethes. "You took them the day of the pool party, didn't you?"

"Yes I did!" Clarrisa crows proudly. "You deserved it for what you were doing to Norman."

"What Norman and I do is none of your concern. Norman and I have an open marriage. He already knew I was fucking the pool boy. But you? You had to broadcast it all over the place. You nearly ruined my life! I swear I will find a way to ruin yours in return!"

Olivia laughs gleefully. Her day is getting better by the moment, while Clarrisa's day is getting worse. She brings up the very erotic photo of Clarrisa with her toys, and shows it to Ali Rose. Ali giggles. "I'd love to stuff that tight little ass of hers with a great big cucumber!" Both women are now laughing uncontrollably at Clarrisa's expense. All Clarrisa can do is stand there, and turn fifty shades of red.

Once Olivia gets hold of herself, she says to Ali, "Why don't you come with us? We were just heading over to my lawyer's office to have him draw up a **** contract. Would you like to co-own Clarrisa with me?"

Clarrisa stands there, looking at the floor. There's no way she can get away from both women, She could only hope the day wouldn't get any worse.

(Disclaimer: No pool boys were actually fucked during the writing of this chapter.

"Oh yes there was one!" Ali chimes in. "I fucked him earlier today before I came to the shop! So please correct your error, Mr Disclaimer Guy."

Okay, so there was a pool boy who got fucked during the writing of this chapter. My mistake.

"That's much better!" says Ali. "Oh, by the way, my husband Norman joined us. He thinks the pool boy's ass is irresistible! Maybe he'll find Clarrisa's tight little ass just as irresistible."

Olivia chuckles. "Now I'd pay to see that!"

"I don't want my ass fucked!" cries out Clarrisa.

That's way too much information ladies! Please, you're giving away the plot of the next chapter! Any similarities to events either real or fictional is purely coincidental. Stay tuned for our next exciting chapter!)