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Whore showed us her face. Master nodded and she closed the dressing room door. Eventually, she joined us, carrying a dozen or so items.
"Do I need to have you model each of these items for me here in the store to ensure they are slutty enough?" Bill asked.
"I got a bra and panty set to replace the ones you ruined, sir, and I know I'm not to wear them while I'm a slave, but they are virtually transparent, so would qualify as slutty under most definitions. If the remainder are not slutty enough, you may punish me with a spanking of 25 swats for each one."
"What if the punishment were an hour in the Slave Trainer for each one?"
Whore thought for a moment. "Even then, Master. They are all quite slutty."
"I suppose I shall accept they're sufficiently slutty until you model them for us."
"Thank you, sir."
"Find someone to wait on us. Edith is getting a dressing down or an undressing. It was hard to tell what Gwen would do."
"Yes, sir."
Whore found another woman to ring up our order. She started to protest that Edith should ring up the purchases as she'd been working with Whore and should get the commission. Bill told her that Edith was answering to the Department Manager for an indiscretion and may not be available for some time. He handed her a hundred dollar bill.
"If you end up with the commission on this, you may give this to Edith for her help. If she gets the commission, you may keep it for your trouble."
She rang us up without another word of protest. The total was over $5000. Whore had chosen many expensive items of clothing, though from first glance, they were all sexier than hell.
When we got back to the limousine, Lisa asked Whore how she got Edith to lick her. Gwen was certain Edith might have strangled her if she even tried suggesting her cunt be licked. I was as eager to learn as Lisa was.
"Can I remove the foxtail plug first, so I can actually sit up like a normal person, Master."
"Be my guest," he said, handing her a handful of tissues to place it in since she couldn't wash it.
She put her hand behind her, grasped the base of the tail and pulled it out, wrapping it in the tissues. She sat on the seat.
"Domina was right. Edith was amazed when she saw the tail in my ass. She couldn't help asking about it. I told her I'd lost a bet with a man and had to do anything he told me to do for a week. I was so ashamed that he was making me wear a tail in my ass, but there was nothing I could do about it. I actually started sobbing. It wasn't hard. I told her I had to do all these degrading sexual things, and told her about you making me bend over in the store and wetting the tail in my cunt, then putting it in my bottom, followed by sucking off the clerk who sold it. She was quite sympathetic towards me.
"I told her the worst thing was providing sexual pleasure to others without receiving any myself. I told her her he didn't ever let me orgasm."
"What a liar," I interjected. "Master lets you cum."
"I've cum once today, until she licked me. It's not a total lie."
"So what then. She started to lick you?"
"Heck, no. I told her I was desperate and really needed to orgasm badly, and I'd not only pleasure her, but I'd give her $2000 if she'd allow me to orgasm. I wrote her a check, but kept it in my hand until she licked me to an orgasm."
"You paid her?" I asked.
"Master has paid people to allow me to pleasure people in their restaurant. Why can't I pay them to pleasure me?"
We all laughed. "Are you mad?" Whore asked.
Bill said, "I didn't prohibit you from doing so. Of course, you just turned her into a prostitute and you into a John, so there's that, but I'm not law enforcement and I'm not going to arrest you. I'll have to be more careful next time to specify you can't pay for sex. What made you think of it?"
"I looked at the price of the clothes you were buying for me and figured if I were buying them myself, it would cost me a pretty penny, so anything less than full price would be like me buying the things for myself at a discount and I wouldn't have to wear the Slave Trainer."
We all laughed again. "A word of warning," Bill said. "If you pay for sex again, it won't save you from the Slave Trainer."
"Yes, Master."
"I think I need you to suck my cock, Whore. It seems the evening's activities have aroused me."
"Yes, sir."
She dutifully unzipped his trousers and his cock sprang forth in all its glory. She sucked his shaft until he spurted his seed into her mouth, leaning back after cleaning him, smiling, knowing she'd gotten away with something.
I'd given Robert the address of a pleasant Greek restaurant we'd eaten at a few times. We went there and had no trouble getting in given the lateness of the evening on a week day. They had checked blue and white tablecloths but not long enough to conduct our normal shenanigans under and I wasn't going to give someone several thousand dollars to ignore us.
Bill got the souvlakia, Whore and Robert got gyros, Lisa and I got Greek salads. Master inquired about purchasing a little extra tzaziki sauce, and they brought a small plastic cup of the cucumber dressing. The meal wasn't much more than sixty dollars for the five of us, even with wine for Bill, Whore and I, and coffee or soft drinks for Robert and Lisa.
When we got home, Robert said, "Pardon me, Mr. Thornhill, would it be fine with you if I fucked the new slave with the foxtail in her ass as some point?"
"Of course, Robert. I'll send her up to your room when we've finished with her for the night. You can keep her with you until six AM, at which time she needs to come back for her spanking."
"Yes, sir. Thank you kindly, Mr. Thornhill."
Robert went upstairs with a big bulge in his pants. I wondered how much sleep Whore would get.
William had Lisa lie down on the bed with her hips propped up a bolster pillow and he spread half of the tzaziki sauce all over her pussy and ass.
"Whore, lick Lisa clean. I don't want to find a single drop of sauce on her when you're done, or you will wear the Slave Trainer anyway."
"Yes, Master," Whore replied, obeying immediately. I washed her foxtail plug so she could put it in again later for Robert. I returned to the bedroom and Lisa was moaning in orgasm as Whore searched every nook and cranny for some sauce. Bill called his slave to check on her. Both phones were put on speaker so we could all speak to each other. Evelyn told us about her day and evening at the new house. Bill enjoyed the story. We told Master we would have to grow our pubic hair for the laser treatments to be useful, and he told us we could. He asked about Whore's training and so we told him about the foxtail, the clerk at the sex toy shop and her seducing the clerk at Gwen's store. I also told him Gwen had taken advantage of my presence for some pleasure for herself. They both thought the entire episode quite amusing. Lisa was cumming again. We hung up after and I realized we hadn't discussed Bill's business proposal. Oh well; he couldn't read the business proposal until Wednesday anyway. I'd tell him tomorrow.
Whore said she was done and Bill inspected Lisa very carefully, even checking inside of her cunt, and either it had melted to be indistinguishable from Lisa's own fluids or Whore hadn't missed a drop.
William had me lie down on the bolster and spread the remainder of the tzaziki sauce all over my cunt and ass. It was cold, but I knew a warm tongue would soon be bathing me and the coldness was a mere moment of discomfort.
"I don't need to tell you what to do or the consequences, do I?" Bill asked.
"No, sir."
I had six orgasms before Whore was done. Lisa was already asleep so I inserted the foxtail in Whore's ass again. Bill told her to tell Robert he had to fuck her to five orgasms as he didn't want her complaining of her lack of orgasms again tomorrow. Whore thanked him.
"You didn't have her suck you again, Master."
"Because I want to fuck you again," Bill said, smiling, "not spend myself in Whore's mouth."
"May I please have five more orgasms like Whore."
"We'll see."
I was riding Bill when Rhonda came in with the baby monitor, heading off to work.
"I'm sorry you were neglected this evening, slave," I panted. "I'll make sure Whore spends some time with you as soon as you get home tomorrow morning."
"Thank you, Domina. Did you have a nice evening?"
I was spasming again and didn't have the breath to answer immediately.
"Wonderful," I moaned when I could draw some air. "I'll tell you later."
"Have fun, Domina."
"Be safe, Rhonda. Come back to me."
She blew me a kiss and left.