Hanna's roommate

Hanna and Julia entered the store and immediately the mood changed. Two employees who had been chatting stopped and sighed. They whispered quickly back and forth before one of them groaned, then put on a fake smile and walked over, "Hi there, welcome to Isolde's, what are you two bimbos looking for?"

"B-bimbos?" Julia asked. She'd known intellectually that busty women were treated differently, but this was her first time experiencing it.

Hanna waved her off, "I need a shorter dress, or a short skirt and a new top," She pointed at Hanna, "She needs a bra to fit those udders in."

The employee waved over the one standing by the cash, "Charles here will take care of the bra, and I can certainly help you find a shorter skirt follow me."

Julia left with the man and Hanna followed the woman to a rack of clothing. The woman looked at Hanna skeptically, "You are wearing underwear, aren't you?"

Hanna blushed, "Actually..." It had been one thing to borrow a dress, but she hadn't wanted to borrow the other woman's underwear. She could have reworn the pair she'd worn yesterday, but she'd decided commando was the better choice.

The employee scoffed, "Of course. Well I don't want your slutty pussy getting our clothes dirty before you buy them. We'll just measure you. Strip."

"Here?" Hanna's eyes widened.

"Did I stutter? Take it all off while I get the measuring tape off."

Hanna looked around, then slowly obeyed, pulling the borrowed dress off and folding it up.

The woman returned and took the dress from Hanna and looked it over, "No pockets...so unless your hiding it in your pussy you didn't bring any money?"

Hanna shook her head, "N-no. I thought..."

"You thought we'd just give you the clothes? You bimbos are all the same. I know it's policy to work out 'arrangements' but it takes up time. It's annoying. I'd rather you just bring cash," She paused as if thinking, then an evil grin spread across her face, "Fuck. That's right! I almost forgot about the boss's latest purchase. I AM going to make you pay for whatever we give you. Or I suppose you could just be abstinent for the rest of your life but judging from those melons on your chest you must be a total slut. Stay here."

Hanna waited, still naked, as the woman went into the back. She returned a few minutes later with a familiar device. A chastity belt. Hanna gulped. She did not want to be locked in chastity again, but she knew she had to follow the rules. In this store, she was their to do with as they pleased.

"You're going to wear this. You can come back anytime to get the key. Just bring whatever you owe. Since you are obviously not a virgin I opted for the larger model," Hanna was confused by what she meant, until the woman tilted the belt and she saw a huge dildo fixed to the base of it, "I'm sure you'll be back with the money soon, won't you?"

Hanna gulped, "Y-yes ma'am."

"Good. Now let's find you some clothes."

The actual shopping went smoothly, despite the fact that Hanna remained naked. If Hanna had been looked for a modest outfit it might've been more difficult, but she was trying to comply with her dress code. The woman was perfectly happy to see Hanna in a miniskirt, although she did insist on cutting the top few buttons off the blouse before she'd let Hanna keep it.

Before Hanna was allowed to get dressed, she was made to put on the belt. At least she was allowed some lube, because the dildo was absolutely massive. It would be impossible to ignore, and she found herself desperate to cum almost immediately. But then the lock closed with a loud click and she was sealed.

"It's $146.60 for the outfit. And just for fun we'll add a chastity belt rental fee of...let's say $50 a hour. Come back soon, won't you?"

Hanna gulped, "Y-yes. I will be back."

She was just about to go look for Julia when she came out of the change room. Her hair was disheveled and she looked disgusted.

"What happened?" Hanna asked.

"Got the bra," She said, although Hanna could clearly see the bra without it being pointed out, "And had to...to...."

"Blow him?" Hanna suggested.

Julia nodded, "At least...at least it tasted good. Guess I don't need to see Ned tonight."

Hanna shrugged, "Wouldn't hurt. But we should hurry. We don't want to be late and bring the rules."

The two of them rushed back to work and Hanna was immediately buried in it once again. Not even her new chastity belt could distract her, she really was dedicated to her job.

The only thing that brought her attention away momentarily was a message from Master, whatever his name was. Thanks to her effort last night and this morning she was in good standing again. She could use the elevator, and access her apartment. And he'd finished his modifications so she really could go home now.

It was only then she realized her mistake. She'd given him control of her finances. She couldn't just go and get her wallet and go pay. She had to ask him for the money.

"Shit." She whispered. She was supposed to ask him before making any purchases, with a few exemptions like food. Well, maybe it was ok. She hadn't handed over any money after all.

She sent him a text.

Hanna scowled. He wasn't actually supposed to deny purchases arbitrarily, but he was allowed to ask queestions.

Hanna felt a jolt through her pussy, a reminded that she really was being denied right now. She had to come clean and hope he'd see reason.

This time there was a slight delay before he replied. When he did she wasn't sure if she should be relieved or not.

She put her phone away and leaned back. She could feel the invader lodged within her. Part of her wanted to rush out to the store now and get the key as soon as possible, but she knew she couldn't. It was against the rules. She looked at the clock. It was nearly time to go, but she had enough time to deal with the latest harassment complaint she'd received. She smiled, this was going to be her first one involving two women.

She called them both to her office, then on a whim asked Brent to join them. Soon all 3 were standing there.

Hanna stood up and offered Brent her seat. It wasn't right that she sat while a man stood after all. She stood behind him and looked at the other women, "So let me get this straight, Monica you said Sylvie has been sexually harassing you?"

Monica nodded, "Yes. This dyke has been eye-fucking me non stop. It's disgusting."

"That's not true!" Sylvie said, "I said her skirt looked nice. Once."

"And you're eyes haven't left me since!" Monica retorted.

Hanna had some ideas on how to solve this, but she decided to look to Brent, "Sir these two women are fighting, do you suppose you can make them stop?"

Brent smiled, "Yes. Monica it's obvious you are just homophobic. That's against our company values. You should apologize to Sylvie by eating her out."

"Thank y-" Sylvie started to say, but Brent held up his hand.

"And Sylvie your compliments clearly made her uncomfortable. To apologize you should suck my cock, to prove you aren't gay." Brent said with a grin.

Sylvie looked shocked. She opened her mouth to say something, but the words died on her lips.

"A wise decision Mr. Campbell," Hanna said. She saw it was finally time for her to leave, "Shall I consider this matter resolved then? I have other business to attend to."

Brent waved her away, "Sure. We'll use your office for the punishment."

"Of course. Thank you." Hanna bowed her head and headed out. She went straight to the clothing store and had them unlock her. She was soaked down there and nearly asked to use their restroom, but she knew she'd be denied. Instead she rushed back home as quickly as she could, picking up a spare key from the front desk on her way up.

As she entered her apartment she was...surprised. She'd known about the modifications but seeing them was a little shocking. Most of her cupboards and drawers were now locked. She'd need permission to access them. There were no longer any curtains on the windows or doors between rooms. And most noticeably, intentionally so, there were cameras everywhere, including the bathroom and bedroom, streaming directly to Master's computer.

Hanna ignored the camera. Let him watch. In fact him watching was part of her contract. She stripped off her newly purchases clothes and left them in a pile on the floor. She'd signed away her right to be dressed inside the condo, a small price to pay for an interest rate deduction. Then she rushed to her bedroom, she needed to take care of herself. She had only a split second of hesitation after seeing the camera on her ceiling directly above her bed, but she was too horny to really care. It wasn't in her contract not to masturbate, so what did it matter if he got a thrill from watching her do it.

She was so desperate to cum, she didn't even get under the covers. Her fingers found her folds, and then her clit and she her need intensified. She furiously rubbed herself, certain she would cum within seconds and...

And nothing.

Still nothing.

She was right there. Right on the edge. But she couldn't cum.

With a gasp she realized something. She hadn't added a new rule today. She quickly summoned the rulebook and checked.

New Rule: Hanna Park is unable to orgasm by masturbation

"Fuck. No!" Hanna whined. Her hands drifted back down to her vulva. She wanted to keep going still, even knowing it wasn't going to do anything. She needed to cum. Maybe she could go see Master. Or the couple next door. Or even Julia.

"Do you need some help?" A woman's voice, very close by, startled her. Hanna gasped and sat up. Standing there, in Hanna's bedroom, was a woman, remarkable not only in that there was a stranger calmly standing in her room, but in her rather extreme appearance. Her hair a bright, vibrant pink, she was a thick steel collar around her neck and thick steel rings in her nipples, obvious because her outfit completely exposed her breasts, which were tattoo with the words 'Grope me'. The rest of her body though was completely covered in shiny black latex.

Hanna scrambled to cover her body, "W-what are you doing in here? G-get out!"

The woman shrugged apologetically, "Sorry, um...not the way I intended to meet you but there's no door and I heard a noise...you're obviously having trouble. I'm a pretty good pussy licker you know? Anyway I can't go cuz I live here now. I'm your new roommate! Nice ta meet cha! Oh right, my name. It's K-ow!" She rubbed her neck, near the steel collar, "Right. Forgot. I sold my name to Master. "It's Dumb Slut."

Hanna blinked, "Dumb...slut..."

"Yep. It's so cringe, isn't it? Just like calling him Master all the time, can you believe it? He made you do it too, huh? I bet he did. Anyway obvi the bank cancelled my mortgage cause, well, ya know," She pointed at her breasts, "Which was a major problem cause I had some gambling problems and well...long story short I had to make a loooot of concessions to Master. You can see most of them on me. Trust me, a tattoo saying 'Grope Me' was not on my bucket list. Actually it's a good thing you're not a man or I'd have violated my contract by now. You see every time I see a man I'm supposed to invite him to, well, obviously, grope me. Though violating my contract just shocks me, so I guess it's not the end of the world even if I do forget, and I am pretty forgetful, except when I'm not."

Hanna struggled to deal with the sheer amount of words coming out of Dumb Slut's mouth. She spoke so quickly it was hard to keep out. She understood the part about needing to sign a contract, but that still didn't explain the 'roommate' part of all this.

Hanna finally got her moment to speak, "I still don't get why you are here. This is MY apartment. I signed a contract to keep it. Mine. So get out."

Dumb Slut shook her head, "Not according to Master. He says HE owns the condo until you pay him back. You are technically just renting from him now, aren't you? He said this space is too big for you and he'll make more money renting out my condo so we can share."

"We cannot share. This is a one bedroom." Hanna huffed.

"What? I'm small. We can both fit in that bed. I don't mind sharing."

Hanna had to take a deep breath to calm herself. She was an intelligent woman with a good memory. She thoguht back to the document she'd signed. The document she'd been a little too horny to truly consider...

Dumb Slut was right. She had given Master the power to give her a roommate...perhaps she was just lucky it was another woman. Or not. A man would've given her a reliable source of semen.

Hanna was still horny though, still needed to cum. She raised an eyebrow at Dumb Slut, "Fine. You can eat me out. But I won't return the favour. I'm not gay."

Dumb Slut giggled, then patted her own crotch, "Well that would be pretty hard, wouldn't it? This latex is too thick for me to feel much and I'm not allowed to take it off without Master. He was pretty upset that I wouldn't fuck him, not even with how much money I owed, but I'm a gold star lesbian and I take that very seriously. Trust me, you're in good hands."

"Oh God, just get to it and stop talking!" Hanna moaned. She didn't know what she was going to do, but this girl needed a few rules in her life.