Break 7 Part 2

Daria bit her lip. This wasn't like her. She was a professional. Professionals did not...get aroused...at work. Of course most professionals did try out fetish gear as part of their jobs.

It had looked simple enough. Just a bit a leather really. She'd put it on fairly easily, although she'd needed an assistant to lock it in place. If she was going to market a product she HAD to know how it worked. She just had to.

It fit her like a second skin. There was a small opening at the back that she threaded her ponytail through, two tiny dots that settled under her nostrils, and that was it. The rest of her head was entirely covered. A thick collar locked in place made it impossible to remove.

She couldn't see anything, and thanks to thick pads over her ears she couldn't hear anything either. She wasn't gagged, but speaking was rather difficult as there was very little play in the leather. Still, it was probably a good thing she couldn't speak.

Tenfold.

She hadn't really thought about it. Increase pleasurable sensations tenfold.

Just the air wafting across her skin was driving her wild. She accidently grazed a nipple and was unable to refrain from gasping. She could hear her assistant saying something, but she couldn't make out the words. She was probably asking if she should remove the hood. She should, she really should and yet...Daria wanted to stay this way just a little bit longer.

Finally she gave a thumbs up, her signal to remove it. The seconds ticked by as she waited, but finally she felt the pressure around her throat release and the hood slowly lift away.

She gasped for air, struggling to calm herself down.

"Are you ok?" Her assistant asked.

Daria nodded, "Yes. It was...intense."

She grinned, "So a winner then?"

"Yes, get...actually. Can you give me a minute?" Daria asked.

"Sure, call me if you need anything else."

When Daria was alone she picked up her phone, "Hi Sapphire."

"Hi Daria, did you need something?"

"Yes, I..." Daria froze. Was she really about to ask? Well, she had to, didn't she. Deciding not to go through with it was the same thing as making a decision, and she needed Sapphire's permission to do that. As soon as she'd had that thought, she had to make this call. No backing down now, "I want to leave work early to masturbate."

"..."

"I know, it's just I tried on this hood. I'm just so...you know...Ugh, what's wrong with me? I wasn't like this before. Never more than once per day, but now...well, what do you think? Can I? I guess I need permission to leave work and to touch my...my...I mean, your pussy."

"My pussy..." Sapphire repeated.

"Yeah, well, it belongs to you." Daria said.

"R-right. Your...er...mine..." Sapphire sounded rather out of it herself, "Come over to my place."

"Pardon?"

"You should leave work early and come to my place." Sapphire said. "You're the boss right? Just give any excuse."

"Uh, right. Thanks."

Daria didn't really want an audience, but the decision had been made. She packed up her stuff, including the bondage hood, and headed out.

---

Cami saw a salesperson walk over, "Can I help you find anything?" He asked. Cami immediately tried to kiss him, but he pushed her back after just a brief touch of lips. "Pardon me." He said roughly.

"No no, excusez moo. Yes, I am looking for some new clothes. This heifer needs really short skirts and some tops that don't get see through when my udders leak."

He looked at her dismissively, "Ma'am...your shirt has come undone."

She looked down, "Aw man," He was right. Her tits were just hanging out. She started to button it back up, "This always happens."

He rolled his eyes, but dutifully lead her over and pulled out a dress, "Here. This is the sluttiest thing we carry."

She held it up to herself, "This could work. Do you have a hard cock?"

"Pardon?"

"I said do you have a change room?" Cami asked.

"Right this way..." He was giving her such dirty looks. She knew she'd exposed herself to him, accidently, but was it really worth that look? Maybe he thought she was a hooker or something.

"I'm not a hooker," She explained, "I just want you to suck my tits."

"Ma'am, I'm gay." He said flatly.

"So am I. Or I was. Well, I was straight. Then gay. Now I'm bisexual. It's complicated. Anyway, why are you telling me that?" Cami asked.

"Oh look at the time. It's my break. Another colleague will be out to assist you soon." He practically ran away from her.

Cami stepped into the changing room and looked at the dress. It felt way too light, there was barely anything to it. She frowned, he had said it was their sluttiest dress. She didn't need slutty, just short. They aren't the same thing!

Oh well, she was here now. She put it on, although it was a rather tight squeeze. Then she stepped out and saw a new employee standing there waiting for her. She winked at him, "How do I look?" Before he could answer she crossed the distance between them and started to make out with him. After about 30 seconds she broke off and posed for him.

"Stunning. It really suits you." It said, a little flustered.

"Yes, I-" She froze as she heard a sudden rip. The strings holding the dress together failed under her heavy swollen udders and snapped. She gasped, she didn't think this was accidental exhibitionist at work, this was just physics, "Oh no!"

"Uh-uh..." The man was flustered. He'd obviously never had this happen before, "Uh don't worry, you don't have to pay for it. Faulty product."

Cami sighed and looked down at her tits. It had been a few hours since her play with Mila and they were getting pretty full. She looked up at him, "No, I'll pay. It's my fault. My udders are just so heavy! I'm such a cow! I just want to be railed in the change room, is that so much to ask?"

"Y-you do?" He asked.

"Yes, can you help me?" He didn't seem as bothered by her as the last guy, maybe he could help her find something to wear.

He looked around, then slowly nodded, "Yes. I can. Follow me."

Strangely he went into the change room. What was he...crap. She must have done it again. What exactly had she asked him for? She could explain it was a misunderstanding or...well...he was pretty easy on the eyes. Maybe she'd go see what he was planning. She snuck in behind him.

He stared to kiss her immediately, "You...taste...so good..."

Cami smiled, "If you think these lips taste good..."

He took the hint. He knelt down and pushed up her dress, not that he really had to it was so short, and pulled down her panties. Then he was licking and kissing and she ran her hands through his hand in ecstasy.

It felt so good she lost track of time a little and forgot to tell him she needed permission to cum. He was obviously enjoying himself so he seemingly intended to go on forever, but she suddenly worried she was going to miss the game, "Tell me to cum." She told him.

"Cum." He said, pulling away.

She did, and then she didn't need magic to twist her next words, "Fuck me."

Cami had never thought she'd be into public sex like this. She wasn't some deviant, well, she hadn't been. But if she really wasn't, then why did it feel so good?

"Milk my udders!" She begged as his cock slid into her. She braced herself against the wall and pushed back as he fucked her while reaching around to squeeze her tits. Milk sprayed onto the mirror and she cried out from the pleasure.

He came quickly, and then she spun around and pulled his face down to her nipple. She made him drain both udders then finally pulled up her panties and fixed the dress.

"I'll...I'll buy it." She said. She took off the dress, what remained of it, and put her old clothes back on. Not that they provided any more coverage.

He shook his head, "No. I can't sell it now. Don't worry, it's fine. But uh, you should go. Please. It'll be bad if I get caught."

She winked, "Right. I'll mooove on out."

"Uh wait. Can I have your number?"

She held out her hand, "Give me your phone."

He passed it to her. She created a new contact and put herself it in then handed it back.

"Call moo!" She said. She hurried out of the changing room and left the store as discretely as possible. Hopefully she wouldn't get that guy fired, he'd been fun.

She checked the time, crud, she had to hoof it or she'd be late for the game!

---

Kandi felt like a fool. She looked like one too. After all what kind of idiot dances in the bank lobby. Yet here she was, twisting her hips to the soft music playing in the background. It didn't matter that it wasn't club music, she heard music, she danced.

At least it was almost her turn. She'd been waited forever.

"Next!" Finally. She danced over to the teller. "How can I help you?" The teller asked.

"I want to withdraw some cash. $2000."

"$2000? That's a lot." The teller said.

Kandi raised an eye, what's with this bitch? Why is she being judgmental? "No it's not." Kandi insisted.

"Right, I meant it's unusual. Your card please."

Kandi handed over her bank card and then entered her pin.

As she waited for the teller to go get the money, disaster struck. First she felt herself getting wet. Really wet. Like totally soaking her panties and dripping down her leg wet. Then it felt as if something was penetrating her. So much so that she actually clamped a hand between her legs to check.

Fuck. It was her rogue pussy. The fake penetration got faster. And harder. She bit her lip to keep from moaning. Damn. What a time for this to happen. Now she was slowly dancing and being fucked at the same time in the lobby of her bank.

The teller returned, "Are you alright Miss Kane?"

"Uh huh. Peachy." She said.

"If you say so. Here..." She counted out the money in front of her.

Kandi could barely keep up. Her pussy was DEMANDING her full attention. When the teller was done she grabbed the money and practically ran out of the bank. She shoved the money in her purse and hurried to her next appointment.

"Hey girl nice ass!" A man catcalled her.

She flipped him off, "Shut up!"

"No you shut up!" He yelled back. She clamped her mouth closed and hurried past angrily.

She entered the studio just in time.

"Hi, can I help you?"

Kandi nodded, but no sound escaped her lips. Fuck. She pulled out her phone and wrote a message.

"Ms. Kane, right this way."

The receptionist led her to a chair and made her sit, "Henry will be right out."

After a minute a man walked out and reached out his hand, "Hi I'm Henry, nice to meet you."

She took his hand and smiled, but she still couldn't speak. Although even if she could speak, she didn't know if she could be intelligent. Her pussy was edging her, she could barely keep her eyes open.

Henry started to grope her, very casually, "So you want a second piercing in your ears and your nipples done?"

She nodded.

"Alright, then let's get started."

Henry was very professional, except for the near constant groping, and he explained what he was doing and took it nice and slow. It wasn't long before she was sporting 4 new piercings and listening to him take about caring for them in the coming weeks.

Now the part she dreaded. Having to proposition him, without speaking. Except that didn't happen, "You can pay at the front." He said, heading to the back himself.

Crap. Kandi went to the receptionist with a smile. She pulled out cash, even though she couldn't offer it right away.

"That'll be $400 love." The receptionist said.

Kandi smiled, but then typed a message on her phone and showed it to her.

The receptionist gasped, "Oh my...but you have...I see...you're just a slut aren't you?" She didn't say in like she was upset. In fact Kandi thought she might be flirting with her, "Well you are quite something, but I'm sorry, I have a girlfriend. I'll have to take the cash."

Kandi breathed a sigh of relief. She just needed to get out of her. She paid and got out as soon as she could.

She couldn't even duck into a bathroom something and finish herself off. She'd need a gag. Or a blindfold. If she remembered correctly there was an adult toy store in this area. She guessed she had one more stop to make before heading to play the game.

---

Sapphire paced nervously, waiting for Daria to arrive. She was worried she'd crossed a line. She'd practically ordered a friend to come here for sex. Of course did own Daria's pussy. That was just a fact. But still, her property was attached to a living, breathing person. It wasn't right.

There was a knock at the door. Sapphire gulped and went to answer it. She opened her mouth to greet Daria except...

"Hi, can I come in?" It wasn't Sapphire. It was her landlord.

"Yes-oh-please." She said.

He walked in and sat down at the table, "Have a seat." He said.

"Thank you." She said down across from him.

He frowned, then passed her a form. "I'm really sorry, but my niece is coming to the Sydney and I've promised her this unit. You're a great tenant, but family comes first."

She looked at the form. An eviction notice. This wasn't right, it wasn't fair. She glared at him, "Thank you so much," What? No, she didn't want to be nice to him. Why did she just thank him? "I hope your niece enjoys it."

He wiped his brow, "Wow, you took that a lot better than I expected. Thanks for being so reasonable," He stood up, then looked her up and down, "And by the way, just a little advice, if you dress like a slut men will treat you like one. You really should cover up."

This jerk, she stood up and made herself as tall as she could, "Thank you, I'll take your advice to heart." No damn, she would do no such thing. She wanted him to leave, now, "Please stay as long as you like, can I get you a tea?" No! Not that.

"Thanks but I should go." He walked to the door, "If you need any help with moving stuff let me know. Bye Sapphire."

"Bye, so nice to see you." Sapphire said as he walked away. She was about the slam the door when she saw Daria pass him on the stairs. HSe held it up, "Daria! Thank God. That ass just evicted me!"

"What?" Daria rushed over, "What happened? He can't. You-"

"He can. He's taking occupancy back. 30 day notice, totally legal." Sapphire groaned, "Sorry, come on it."

They entered the unit together. The mood was far from sexy, Sapphire wondered if she'd ruined things for Daria.

"Um, Sapphire...about my...your...pussy..."

Apparently not, Sapphire looked at Daria in amazement, "Yes. I mean...I don't want to make decisions for you but you know my compulsions, you know your own...I won't **** you..."

Daria reached into her bag and pulled out a leather hood, "Sapphire...would you...l-lick..."

"Yes." Sapphire said automatically, "Yes, yes, yes!" She shuddered as the pleasure coursed through her.

After that Daria wasted little time stripped down and putting the hood on herself. Sapphire took off her own outfit and then pushed Daria onto the bed. She pushed Daria's legs apart and knelt between them and stared at her. It was weird, knowing that she owned Daria's pussy. She reached out and stroked her slit, eliciting a gasp audible even through the thick leather. Sapphire smiled, this was going to be good for both of them.

---

"Here you go." Sunshine set a plate down in front of Miles.

"Thanks." Miles looked at it greedily. Since he couldn't make his own food Sunshine had been helping him out. Of course she didn't know about the game, but she didn't seem to mind spending more time with him. She sat across from him, staring at him.

He looked up from his plate to stare at her back. She wasn't falling in love with him, right? Why was she...

Crap. Vampiric eyes. He'd forgotten. Again.

"I want...I want..." Her she goes. Miles braced himself, Sunshine was pretty sexually adventurous after all, "I want to be ****."

Miles spat out his food, "What?" He shook his head. He couldn't do that!

"Not really!" She clarified, "It's...um...it's called consensual ****. Just pretend. With someone I trust."

Miles exhaled slowly. He hadn't heard of such a thing before, but now he was just picturing rough sex. He could do rough sex, as long as his partner was fully into it, "O-okay. I can do that."

"Really?" She beamed, "OMG-yes! Ok, not tonight because we have to plan our scenario, but yes, I'm so excited," She looked down at his plate, "You aren't that hungry right? Let's go fuck."

"Actually-" Miles really was hungry. He had to eat before the game.

"Come eat me out." She grinned. Somehow she'd figured out that he never, ever, turned her down. Not that she was a selfish lover, he knew he'd come before he made it out of here. He set down his fork and followed her to the bedroom.

---

Princess walked slowly down the aisle. Nothing seemed quite right.

"Can I help you find something?"

She turned and saw a man wearing a nametag there.

"Yes, totally! I, like, had a really good day and I wanna buy a new outfit to celebrate. Something totally hawt!"

"Hawt?" He said, making a face, "Well we do have many excellent designers here. How about something like this? Very classy and rather expensive."

"Oh yes, it's very classy!" Princess agreed, "But, um, well, there's a lot to it. I want something smaller. Sluttier."

"Sluttier...you are the second person to ask me for something like that today. What in the world is going on with young women these days? You know what, let me get my colleague..."

She was a little surprised. She was used to men objectifying her, but he seemed totally disinterested.

He left and another man came out. He had a goofy grin on his face, "Hi, I hear you are looking for something slutty?" He wasted no time in walking up to her and grabbing her ass, "Nice ass by the way.

"Like thanks!" Princess said. Then she glanced down and saw his erection through his pants. Wow, he was already raring to go? She licked her lips, "Yeah but like, first...do you want a blowjob? Just $50!"

"Huh, uh, no-"

"$40! No...$10!"

"I really shouldn't, it's not appropriate..."

"Yes, you're totally right. Totally inappropriate. You shouldn't have to pay that much. A dollar! Just a dollar!" Princess begged.

"I can't. I'm going to get fired. I already...well nevermind. I can't keep doing this at work."

"You are going to get fired!" Princess agreed enthusiastically, "But like, please! I need to suck your cock!" Her whack-a-dong wasn't going to give up just because he was a little shy all of a sudden.

He looked her up and down. She thrust out her chest and struck what she hoped was a sexy pose.

"Fuck it," He said, "Follow me."

He led her to a change room and she immediately dropped to her knees. As she took his cock in her mouth she tasted something strange. Had this guy just fucked someone? She was a little grossed out, but she couldn't stop herself now. At least he had a decent size, she could feel it pounding her pussy as she blew him.

"Oh ya, you are such a whore." He said as he grabbed her hair.

She pulled back for a second, "Yeah, you are sooo right! I'm such a slutty whore!" Princess rolled her eyes but went back to sucking. He wasn't totally wrong, but she didn't like agreeing with it.

He suddenly tensed up, "Ugh, c-can I cum on your face? I'll give you the $50."

She pulled off his cock, but kept stroking him with her hand, "Like-"

She didn't get her answer out. Cum suddenly erupted from his cock and landed across her face in a sticky glob. She gasped but he kept going, and going, and going.

When he was finally done she just knelt there, stunned.

"Wow, you're so hot with cum on your face."

"Oh totally! Thanks!" Princess agreed. She stood up and put her hands on her hips, "You should really warn a gal before that. Not cool."

He blushed, "Sorry, I-"

"Whatev. I'll take that money though." She held out her hand.

"Uh actually...I don't have any cash." He said dumbly. Then he held his hands up, "B-but I get an employee discount. How about a new dress?"

She nodded, "Yeah, like, good idea. Find me something that screams 'Slutty Bimbo'."

"S-slutty bimbo?" He asked, "Uh...ya. Ok. L-let's go."

He started to open the door.

"Wait!" Princess cried. She pointed at her face, "A little help?"

"Oh. Uh. Right. Wait here. I'll get you something."

Princess had to wait awkwardly in the change room but he did bring her a wet cloth, and he followed through on his promise after, buying her a fabulous new dress. She did take longer than expected though so she really had to hurry to make the game on time.

---

"Sorry everyone, I didn't have time to cook today. Hope you all like Thai food." Daria said apologetically.

Cami smiled, "We didn't order any drinks though. Is anyone thirsty? We have wine, beer, water, or you could suck my udders."

"Udders." Miles said.

Princess punched him.

"Ow, why?"

"Accidentally forward, duh!" Princess explained.

"Oh. Sorry Cami."

"For saying udders?" Cami asked, confused, "If you want to try some milk, I've got lots. Here..." She went to the fridge and pulled out a container. She poured a glass and handed it to Miles, "It's actually quite delicious."

Miles accepted it and took a sip, "Wow. Good."

Cami blushed, she wasn't sure why but it made her feel really good to hear that.

There was a knock at the door.

"I'll get it." Daria walked over to answer.

"Does she..." Princess looked over at Sapphire, "Ah...marking your property I see." Daria's top was riding up a little, exposing her tattoo.

Sapphire blushed, "N-no. It's not like that."

Daria turned around, "Uh...actually can someone else pay? I can't."

"Yes." Sapphire said automatically.

"I will." Miles said, stepping forward.

Kandi suddenly materialized the leash and tugged it back, "Down boy. You're broke, remember?"

Sapphire stepped up, "I will."

"Flash him and get it free!" Princess cheered.

Sapphire ignored her and took out her wallet.

"It's 190.34." The delivery person said.

"Thank you so much for bringing us this food," Sapphire said. She paid him and gave a generous tip, "We appreciate it."

"Sure." He didn't seem to care too much. He turned to leave but stopped himself, "You know, you'd look prettier if you smiled more."

Sapphire gasped. The nerve. "Thank you so much." She said, not meaning a word of it. She closed the door as quickly as she could.

"Ugh, men." Sapphire groaned.

Kandi laughed, "Ah, she gets it!"

Daria started taking out the food, "Come on. Let's get our food and sit down before we run out of time."

They all converged on the food and then settled in, ready for another round.