A Slave Girl's Admissions in Part 7
Hi there furry pal, I've been longingly waiting to meet you. My heart jumped into my throat when I heard your voice. You didn't show up dressed in some sexy leather outfit like in my fantasies. You just looked like a strict librarian. The woman before me wasn't old yet, not past thirty. She was taller than me so I had to crane my neck to look up at her face. Her blonde hair was gathered into a bun, and she wore a grey skirt and coat over a white button-up shirt.
She flashed a smile, revealing her perfectly straight white teeth. "Well, what are you waiting for, my pet? It's impolite to just stand there and gawk. Am I going to have to spank you right here in the hall?"
I let out a soft whimper before whispering, "I've been eagerly anticipating meeting you as well, Ma'am." I licked my lips, feeling her gaze appraising me. The taller woman then smiled.
"You understand what you're here for, don't you?"
"Y-Yes, Ma'am."
"Excellent, now get naked."
I hesitated for a moment longer due to the public location, but I was cut off by a glare from the older woman. "While you're here, you'll do what I say, when I say, and you'll follow all of my rules. One of those rules is that you're not allowed to wear any clothing here unless I give it to you. So, strip, so I can see all of you."
I quickly detached my suitcase handle and stripped out of my light yellow sundress, revealing the rope harness still clinging to my naked body and my bald, dribbling snatch. Clumsily, I folded up my dress and placed it on top of my suitcase. I felt Kat's eyes traveling over my body once more. This time, she appeared pleased. Ali's eyes darted toward hers as she observed Kat inspecting her dripping pussy. "Wow, you're a pretty needy kitten, aren't you?"
The statement and the hint of lust in her voice caused me to shiver as I murmured, "Yes, Ma'am."
She leaned in close and her soft lips brushed against my ear. "And whose kitten are you?"
"Yours..." I mumbled.
"I'm sorry, what was that, speak up, kitten."
"I'm your needy kitten, Mistress Kat." My blush crept down my shoulders.
"Mmmm, yes you are." The woman grabbed my belongings, bending down to pick up my sandals. "Inside, kitten." I hastened, eager to get out of the hallway but as I entered the penthouse, I paused and looked back. "Don't worry, you'll get more time out there before we're done."
Kat entered the penthouse as well, dropped my stuff by the door, and shut it. Then she took my hand and led me inside. The penthouse was massive, and I struggled to take it all in, but then she sat me on the couch, and once more demanded my attention.
"We need to go over some guidelines my kitten."
"G-Guidelines?"
"Yes, they're essential to continue. They're there to ensure your safety and your satisfaction. I'm not going to do anything that makes you uncomfortable, I'd never dream of it, so we'll start by discussing your limits."
I teetered, thinking hard about my limits. I had learned about them before, Ali and Kat had talked about them at one point, but they never actually applied them. "Um..." I contemplated, hesitant to share.
"Would it be okay if I shared you with other Dommes?"
I almost said no, but I quickly reconsidered, thinking about the lady in the sex shop. "N-No, Ma'am, I don't mind." Before I could even realize what I said, it fell out of my mouth.
Kat nodded and wrote it down on a notepad by her side. "What about with men?"
I responded even more quickly. "N-No, please, no men."
Ali responded with another head nod, answering yes or no to different acts. There were more affirmatives than denials. When Kat completed her list, Kat looked up at Ali curiously. She read out the list as if it were a shopping list, "No men, lactation, vore, scat, knife play..." She then inquired if Ali had considered a designated safety word. Ali simply nodded her head in response. Kat concluded, "Perfect! Knowing your limits upfront will help us stay clear of any accidental incidents that might discourage you from continuing." Finally she proposed, "Have you thought about a safety word?"