When I met her, Beth Johnson was a freshman at the University. She was a product of an all-girls Catholic high school and had that fresh-scrubbed, girl-next-door appeal. Beth became the test subject of a theory from my Psych class. (see "Beth the Exhibitionist") I spent most of the first day talking with her and making her laugh. Whenever she performed some small task for me I would tell her "Thank you. That pleases me."
Two weeks after we first met Beth was constantly looking to me for my approval whenever we were together. I pushed her boundaries a little by arranging for Beth to dance topless at a private party (see "Beth Learns Something New"). That night Beth found out how much she loved to show off for a crowd. When she came back off stage that night she said "I danced naked in front of all those people and they all wanted to fuck me." For Beth that was an epiphany.
I arranged for Beth to dance naked at a private party and that night Beth sucked off a man in front of the entire group (see "Beth: Naked at the Card Party") That same evening Beth announced me as her Master and gave a second blowjob at my request.
The week after the card party I intentionally kept Beth to myself; I wanted to have her cement our M/s relationship in her own mind. For the first day I held her as much as I could. When we were in bed, she was in my arms. When we were on the couch, I held her in my lap. We slept late and spent a lazy day together.
That evening Beth asked me if she had pleased me by being a slut at the Card Party. I told her that she had made me very proud; especially when she had declared to Bob that I was her Master and she would do whatever I asked her to do. Beth said "I meant every word, Master. I will do whatever you ask. Command me and I will even be a whore for you".
That little comment fueled a multi-orgasmic night and a deepening of our M/s roles. Beth and I both understood that Beth had lowered all her barriers.
Several weeks later Bob called again with an interesting proposition. I listened and promised only that I would call him in a few days. I told Beth that she was to dress that evening as my personal whore; heavy makeup, garter belt and stockings, high heels and a short skirt. She said "I will do anything to please you, Master".
We had to leave my apartment to pick up a skirt at her dorm room, and then Beth spent an hour shortening her skirt. At 6 pm I told Beth to go prepare herself, but to be ready at 7 pm. She said "I will do anything to please you, Master".
At 7 pm Beth walked into my kitchen "dressed to thrill". I looked her up and down, whistled, and Beth blushed. I poured us both some wine, and had Beth serve the dinner. Over dinner I told her about the call from Bob. Beth was very pleased to find out she had become the "Fantasy Girl" for all of the men at Bob's party, but she really wanted to know what proposition Bob had made. I purposely made her wait so she could think about Bob and his friends having sexual fantasies about her.
Finally, after Beth had jittered about what Bob wanted for almost an hour, I told Beth that I had been asked if she could be rented to provide sex for his biggest customer. Beth blushed and lowered her eyes, then asked "Does Master want me to be his whore?"
I told her "Making you my whore is one of my fantasies. I keep you naked when you are here because you are very sexy and it pleases me to look at you. I have you dress up for me because it pleases me. I ask you to be my whore because it excites me that other men would pay to have sex with you. It excited you to know that all of those people at the Casino Night wanted to fuck you. It excited you to suck off two men at Bobs' party. You are excited by the fantasy of being a whore; of being a naughty girl. When the fantasy is no longer exciting, we will stop. In the meantime, I want to have my little whore suck and fuck whoever I tell her to."
Beth blushed again and looked at the floor. "If you want me to be your whore, then I will be your whore. I will do anything to please you, Master."
"I want you to do one more thing for me, Beth. I want you to make their fantasy, and mine, the best fantasy they have ever had. I want my whore to be loud and vocal. I want my whore to be shameless. Now I want you to stick your finger in your pussy and taste yourself."
Beth stuck one finger in her mouth, then slipped it between her legs. She looked me in the eyes and said "I will be your slutty whore, Master."
