The story continues still involving characters over 21 years old.
Knowing that Master would be watching, Eve slightly exaggerated the natural sway of her shapely derriere. A derriere that was glowing warm from its various punishments and her little puckered ring smarting from Masters fingering. She trembled at the memory of the pleasure she had so recently enjoyed.
Something was happening to her that she couldn't quite tie down. In just a few hours she was seeing herself as a new person. No longer a fat frump in conservative clothes but a vamp dressed seductively and apparently desired by the company owners. In front of Joan's desk was a bentwood style chair with arms made of steel tube. It had a seat that looked like woven cane which was actually fine steel wire. At the base of each leg and at the end of the arms one inch metal rings were welded.
"Sit." Joan ordered.
"Please Miss, may I stand?"
"NO! Hitch that skirt up and sit." Eve still hesitated." Now!" Joan shouted.
Gingerly Eve sat her exposed red striped cheeks onto the hard, unforgiving seat. She gasped as the fine wire mesh pressed into her soft skin. Joan ignored her, leaving her to suffer in silence on that evil chair.
"What have I got myself into with these people?" Eve wondered "I really should just leave but I'm trapped. How could I pay back all they have spent on me and pay my rent?" Tears welled in her eyes and she wriggled a little to relieve her poor punished bottom.
"Don't fidget girl or I will restrain you," she was told sternly. "You appear to be a hit with Master James. You are to receive a bonus in your next pay. He is well built isn't he?"
"Yes Miss," almost whispered. The discomfort of the wire was almost forgotten as that warm glow spread through her as she remembered his hardness against her and the taste of him in her mouth.
"I've organised a contraceptive implant for you. It will last for three years but won't take effect immediately so you will have to wait to satisfy all your needs."
"Thank you Miss Joan."
"We have decided that you should live in for some intensive training. Give me your keys so I can send someone to pick up your spare uniforms and anything else you may need from your apartment."
Dumbfounded, Eve sat without answering. Her mind raced. Do I want this? Isn't this going too far? Can they do this?
"Well!" Joan bullied the hapless girl.
She hesitated again. "Ok Miss." Eve just focused on her ridiculously high pay, her debts and ignored her misgivings.
Keys handed over; Eve was led to an elevator by another red shoe which whisked them several floors higher in the tower.
They exited into a stark foyer with thick white carpets, white walls and ceiling. Silently the other girl led Eve through a comfortably furnished lounge room, a formal dining room and into a corridor with doors on either side. Opening the third door the girl led Eve into a small but nicely furnished room. There was a double bed, built in wardrobe, dressing table and a mirrored door, partly open to expose an ensuite bathroom.
"Clean yourself up. You will find a swim suite in one of the drawers. Put it on and meet me in the lounge room in half an hour. I will show you the Gym and pool. We can swim. Bare feet are only allowed inside your room, the pool or Gym so wear your shoes. Make sure your makeup and hair are done. " She left eve alone.
Quickly she stripped her clothes off and showered. She marvelled at how comfortable her accommodation was. Once clean she looked for a swim suite. The drawers in the wardrobe were loaded with skimpy lingerie and while there was a line of red shoes with increasingly high heels there appeared to be no outer clothing of any kind. She eventually identified a red micro bikini in amongst a drawer of panties. The garment was a tiny thong and top made of thin nylon. The thong barely covered her puffy labia while the top covered only a quarter of each breast. Her nipples pushed against the almost transparent material. Eve felt that she would have been less exposed had she been naked as these tiny strips of drew the eye to her sexy assets. Quickly she applied some make up, brushed her hair and slipped into shoes.
The other girl, dressed in an identical outfit was lounging back in a sumptuous white leather seat. Like Eve she was shapely with proud breasts, hourglass waist and sumptuous hips and bottom. She was perhaps a little lighter than Eve. As the girl stood and turned to go Eve thought she saw a flash of bright metal at her navel.
"Come this way. My name is Sandy."
Eve followed the girl's luscious, lightly bruised bottom as it undulated along a corridor. She noticed the letter J, about an inch high, displayed on Sandy's left buttock. Is that a tattoo? Eve wondered. Along the way the girl pointed out a Gymnasium, theatre and library until they finally arrived at the indoor pool. With the pool were a massage room, spa and sauna. Two sides of the room were floor to ceiling glass showing a spectacular view over the city.
Sandy slid gently into the water. "Don't mess up your hair or makeup."
Eve followed her in and found the water to be at just the right temperature as she lounged back against the pool side. She was sure that she had seen a gold ring at the girl's belly button as she slipped into the pool. Blocking everything out, Eve just luxuriated in the water, her mind conjuring visions of masters toned and naked body crushing her as his manhood filled her. Her belly fluttered with longing, as she imagined his hardness slowly invading her virgin cunny. Her nipples hardened, as they would if exposed to ice, even in the warm water of the pool.
At last Sandy decided she had had enough hanging around in the pool, climbed out and flopped, still wet, onto her back on a bench. Following, Eve sat on an adjacent bench and looked at her companion, confirming that she did indeed have a ring in her belly button. Through the thin material of Sandy's top, Eve could see the outline of more rings, one at each nipple. The idea of piercing was not new to Eve. A magazine that she regularly read had several articles on body piercing and tattoos in the past. She had just never met anyone with more than pierced ears.
"You have piercings." Eve exclaimed.
"Oh yes, aren't they pretty," pulling down her top to show her nipples and rings. "I didn't want them at first, but Master gave me a bonus for each one. He likes his girls pierced."
"Does it hurt?" Eve's heart fluttered and her nipples tingled and hardened again, straining against the thin red material of her top.
"A little at first but they soon heal up. Then they feel great. I keep getting more. At first it was for the bonus but now I get them because they feel so good."
"Where are the others?" Naïve Eve asked innocently.
Sandy glanced down towards her thong and then smiled and spread her thighs a little when Eve's eyes followed.
