Inform Ashley to become Doe's Dominatrix

"Well, Ashley" You say in subdued tones, "What I want you to do is bring Doe back. when she does return, you are going become the dominatrix over her. I love this bet, and frankly I hate to see it end when the week is over. You can help with that; she would to be subservient to you, and though you . me.

Ashley only nods, and walks out of the room after Doe. Time passes, and you start to wonder if she is going to pull though, but then the pair return. only this time Doe's hands are tied behind her back, her white shirt is missing, and Ashley has her long braided hair held tightly in her left hand. You can see look of triumph covers Ashley's face, contrasted subtly with the confusion and downcast look on Doe's face. Doe is now completely helpless, and wearing only a black mini skirt, a frilly lace bra, and a pair of high heals.

On closer inspection, Doe's black leather mini skirt has been cut short. It had been about 9" before, but now would barely make 5" inches, and would now count as a mini micro skirt. Also, Doe's underwear is now also casually handing from Ashley's pocket, who is also sporting a 'cat ate the canary grin'.

"Well done, Ashley. I commend you on returning her to me. Please come forward" You watch as Ashley half shoves, half pushes Doe into your office. You can tell she used way more **** then she needed, as Doe almost topples over before managing to straighten herself out.

"Why don't I set some ground rules. The bet holds for the remainder of the week. Once the week is over you are subservient to Ashley, {last name}. At that point, Ashley is just as much your boss as I'm yours. Anything you like to add, Ashley? " You see The smile on Ashley's face widen as you say this, looking at Doe almost radiating her excitement.

When Ashley spoke to Doe, she spoke with authority you have never heard her use when speaking to any one. "Doe, you will now always refer to me simply as 'mistress' rather then my name. and you will follow a new dress code, unless I request of you to do otherwise. That dress code calls for you to work wearing a skirt of 7" or shorter, a low-cut sleeveless or off the shoulder shirt, and high heels. You will obey any command I give you, when we are to gather or over the phone, regardless the command. Lastly, you will report to my desk before first thing each mourning."

Doe squirms lightly, and stays silent. Ashley speaks loader this time, and pulls Doe's hair, "Do you understand?!". This time Doe nods her head, and speaks meekly, "I understand, . . mistress".

"Good, Doe. I will now refer to you as '****', though I may reserve he right to use other appellations if I see fit. Now get on your knees, ****. I want to test how subservient you can be. I want you to suck John's disk for me. A show of good faith, if you will"

You watch, amazed, as Doe gets on her knees and slowly makes her way to you. Doe takes your cock into her mouth, and starts to rhythmically suck on it, working up and down its length, from tip to ball sack. Doe is doing quite a bit of work on my rock hard cock.

With that, Ashley terns to you, with a face almost child like with glee and says "Its good to see she how well she can fit her new role. What shall we have her do next?".