Isabella's slut training continues successfully

Isabella's changes were apparent immediately. She spent more time on her hair and makeup. She started wearing her shorter dresses. She felt more like a woman that way and she started wearing heels all the time. All week long Isabella felt hornier than she usually did. She assumed that was because she was having secret rendezvous with you and Emma - she didn't understand it was the other way around. You and Emma were fucking her at every opportunity, but she also was getting it more from Jacob. But he wouldn't satisfy her the way you would.

Everything in Isabella's life seemed to be on the up and up. She found herself enjoying work more and had a better attitude. In the mornings she would recall the sexual exploits of the night before. Sometimes she would stop by on her way to work and give you a quick blow job. That way she could still taste you a little bit for at least the first hour of work. And in the afternoons, the days she'd be sneaking over for a quickie or that she had told Jacob that she was spending the night with Emma she'd start getting excited about the evenings exploits.

She found that the guys in the office had started treating her better since she started dressing a bit sexier. Her hard-ass boss was letting her have her way a lot more. And instead of calling her into his office to chastise her, he seemed to maybe just be calling her in there to look at her. That might have bothered her in the past because she hated watching him hear himself talk, but knowing that he was secretly drooling over her kept her excited enough now.

Isabella's lunch break often included an extended trip to the bathroom. Isabella knew that she was a particularly horny girl. "John told me this all the time," she's think and she figured you were an expert of female sexuality. You also told her that it was healthy to let herself go, or rather to get herself off. Letting off a little steam would only make her enjoy your time together. Plus she didn't usually get off in the mornings when she sucked you off. You had suggested that a discreet silent vibrator might be the answer to her pussy's needs. You even sent her a link. You told her you knew she'd be happier if she got herself off during the day. A woman like her wasn't meant to sit all day in an office without access to her man's cock, you told her. You had also told her that it'd make them closer if she told him about each of her self-pleasuring experiences. She thought what you said made a lot of sense so she regularly took pictures and always told you how she felt or if she did anything different, like if she stuck her vibrator up her ass. She usually sat on the toilet, but one time, for instance, she laid on the floor. She texted you right afterwards and told you that it made her feel very dirty to fuck herself on a bathroom floor. "John was always telling her she was such a dirty girl," she thought. And she, of course, told him what she was thinking about when she came.

You told her that it would probably make her feel even sexier and get off even harder if she wore lingerie to work. That way she could text him pictures during the day showing him what he had to look forward to when she got home. And, she had to admit you were right that thongs did a great job showing off her ass and avoiding any panty lines. You send your two ladies off to Fredrick's of Hollywood for a shopping spree. They made them feel sluttier, and thus sexier, than Victoria's Secret. They both liked that.

And Isabella was thrilled when you told her about Secret Pleasures Boutique, which was just a few blocks away from her office. You had sent Isabella off to work, after she came by to suck you dick, with a few suggestions, like a large cucumber with a note tied to it, "put this in your salad when you're done with it." More devious was two beer bottles with a notes, Drink two, sit on one, and fuck the other." You selected beers with high **** content. Isabella knew you loved surprises and pushing her limits so in addition to sending you a video (she couldn't possibly operate her camera at the same time she manipulated the bottles, so she propped the camera up on the wall and filmed) of her squatting over one bottle with its mouth (which she was well lubricated) stuck up her ass and the other she pushed in and out of her pussy mouth first, she also turned the bottle around and stretched her pussy to its limits with the base of the bottle. She left the water running on the sink to help cover the noise she couldn't quite manage to suppress.