Shopping trip

I walked into the sex shop and was pleased to see Tina was behind the counter. Was she the only one who worked here or something?

"Hello, I'd like one sex please," I thought to myself and chuckled. I guess it's just too much effort to verbalize the toy part of the sex toy store.

"Hi Tina, I need some outfits for my sex slaves. Definitely a french maid outfit, but not sure what else. Maybe a flight attendant? Let's see what you have." I said to Tina. She didn't reply immediately, she was probably too distracted by thoughts about how badly she wanted an orgasm. I tweaked her nipples and politely repeated myself.

"hhmMmMMMhm yes sir, I can certainly help you find some roleplaying outfits" she replied, her face flushing as she looked up at me, trying to maintain some professionalism. Something about the look in her eyes made me want to see what would happen if I pushed her even further. Could I get her to throw behavioral norms out the window? I reached up under her skirt and unlocked her chastity belt. Her eyes went wide and I noticed her suppress an impulse to touch her pussy.

"Uh sir, something has come up and I uh... need to close the store?" she lied poorly trying to get me to leave.

"I'll be quick," I said and reached under her skirt yet again, this time stroking her clit. Her pussy was dripping wet. Her eyes rolled back in her head as she closed her eyes, still trying not to acknowledge that anything was happening to her. But it didn't take long before she was subtly bucking her hips against my fingers. I could tell she was getting close, and I kept going until the last moment and then stopped. There was a faint whine of frustration as she realized she wasn't going to cum yet.

I waited a short while and then started back up again. I repeated this several times, each time feeling her desperation growing. She was putty in my hands. Eventually, her arousal overwhelmed her dignity and she blurted out "pleasefuckme". Nice. Under ordinary circumstances, I would have jumped at the chance. But now that I could have any woman I wanted whenever I wanted, I decided I was having more fun fucking with her than I would fucking her.

Much to her disappointment, I locked the cage back onto her.

I ended up buying a cliche french maid outfit for Yua, and a comically revealing dress for Freya. Yua had taken on a sort of maid-like role around my apartment, and I thought it only fitting that she look sexy while doing it. And Freya had been wearing entirely too much clothing.

I headed home, excited to see them in their new outfits. When I got home Freya had already gone out to run some errands, and Yua had stayed behind to clean up after breakfast. She was listening to music and didn't hear me walk into the kitchen. I grabbed some scissors and walked up behind her. "She won't be needing clothes like _that_ anymore," I thought to myself as I cut them off. Look, don't judge. Have you ever tried undressing someone else without their help? She seemed disappointed as she looked down at the pile of fabric that had, until recently, been her clothes. Then she looked up and jumped as she finally saw me. One arm flew to cover her breasts and the other her exposed pussy.

"John! I didn't hear you come in!"

I wanted to hear what she thought was going on, so I asked her "Hey uh, I don't mean to be rude or anything, but why are you doing the dishes naked?"

She seemed absolutely mortified and quickly apologized "I'm sorry! I don't normally or anything, it's just I... I don't know."

I shrugged and pulled out the maid outfit. "Here, wear this, or nothing at all" I said and pulled the outfit over her head. Oh, and of course the hat too. She was absolutely stunning.

"So anyway, I was thinking about how you don't really have a job to pay to live here. I don't want to stress you out, so I was thinking that since we're dating, it wouldn't be too weird if you just lived here for free. Assuming, of course, that you take care of all the cleaning and such. A stay-at-home girlfriend if you will. Just until you get back on your feet."

"Are you sure? We haven't been dating very long... I mean, I am dreading trying to find a job again. It'd be nice to have a break from all that. But still. You'd do that for me?"

"Of course, I just want you to be happy" And to be my live-in maid cooking and cleaning for me in sexy outfits for free. Plus the whole girlfriend thing. Well, except the sex. That's what Freya was for.

I sat on the couch and put on an audiobook to listen to while I watched Yua sexily cleaning my apartment. Sexy cleaning. I never thought I'd see that. Suddenly, I felt a desire for some sweet liqueur, so I texted Freya to pick up some Amaretto while she was at the grocery store.

Yua had finished cleaning by the time Freya came home, and we had snuggled up on the couch to watch some shows together. It was a good thing Freya came home when she did because my willpower to resist fucking Yua was running low.

"What the fuck? Why are you dressed like that?" Freya said, looking at Yua in bewilderment. Freya had worn plenty of outfits like that for sex roleplay before but was surprised to see her asexual friend wearing one as well.

"It's better than nothing" Yua simply replied. That seemed to be all the explanation Freya needed and she shrugged and headed into the kitchen. Yua followed and they began unloading the groceries.

"Oooh! Amaretto! I love this stuff. Do you guys want me to make an Amaretto Sour? It's my favorite cocktail!" Yua said as she found the bottle.

"No, I've got work in the morning" Freya replied glumly.

"Well I'd love one," I said.

Yua began enthusiastically preparing us our cocktails, and Freya joined me in the living room.

"Man, I bet that outfit is wasted on you", Freya joked as she sat down next to me on the couch.

I was confused for a moment before I remembered she still thought I was asexual. "Oh, you'd be surprised," I replied smoothly as I reached over to remove her clothes.

Well, I'm back guys. Hopefully with at least a few more chapters.