Old 05-13-2015, 10:34 AM   #1
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Truth or Dare Part 2


Jayleen sat at home in her living room, posture straight. No matter what she did, she felt as if Maggy's eyes were on her. It was around 5pm. She hadn't seen or heard from Maggy at all since last night, but it didn't matter. Her fingernails had been painted black, done by Maggy herself, her neck was forming a red ring beneath the choker Maggy told her she wasn't to take off, and her knees were sore from Maggy making her crawl back home across the street. Jayleen's coworkers also gave her a hard time of it. They teased her about being a bit more “gothic” today than usual. She just told them all that she'd lost a bet and brushed them away.

Jayleen sat with a blank stare, simply waiting for the clock to strike 5:30. Maggy had given her a nerve-wracking “dare” to perform. In seven minutes, Jayleen would have to open the curtains on her front window and slowly undress for Maggy, who would be watching from her own window across the way. It didn't seem so bad, as long as no one walked by. Maggy told her that once she had stripped down to her underwear, she was to put on a robe and head on over. She looked to her robe, folded on the floor beside the window. With a deep breath, she rehearsed it all in her mind. Top, bottoms, shoes. She was wearing her white, button-up work shirt, black skirt, black stockings and heels. Black wasn't typically her color, but she couldn't say no to job regulations.

5:28. Deep breaths. Jayleen stood behind the curtains of the window, rehearsing again. Top, bottoms, shoes. It was only three steps, but it was bothering her so much that she couldn't stand straight. 5:29. She very slowly and cautiously peeked out from the curtains. Maggy wasn't there, and her front room lights were off. Jayleen pulled away from the curtains and brushed her clothes off, feeling paranoid. At the same time Jayleen took her nervous gulp, the clock struck 5:30.

Jayleen grabbed both curtains from the center and pulled them apart slowly. Maggy had suddenly appeared, sitting and watching as if she'd been there all along. As Jayleen spread the curtains, she kept looking back and forth. She didn't want anyone to walk by, but the coast seemed clear. She faced her body towards Maggy who was sipping her wine and began to unbutton her blouse. A regretful tremble shook through her. Jayleen was so paranoid that she even knew the exact number of buttons she had to undo. Seven. She had trouble maintaining eye contact with Maggy for too long, but she continued nonetheless. Six, five. Her bra became visible-- a dark red, Jayleen's staple color. Four, three, two. Maggy cracked a smile across the way at Jayleen's nice and firm stomach, embarrassing her into covering her bellybutton. Mockingly, Maggy gestured in a downward motion to signal Jayleen to finish the last button. Jayleen nodded. As the last button was undone, Maggy blew a sensual kiss “goodbye” to the blouse.

Not too many people had seen Jayleen's body. She typically wouldn't come out of her top for anyone, so just being told to somehow felt good. Maggy sipped her wine. Jayleen kept watch while her hand ran about her crotch area. She was searching for the buttons on her skirt, but out of nervousness forgot it wasn't that type of garment. She looked down in a frantic motion to realize this skirt fastened with a zipper on the right side. Maggy giggled behind the glass. Jayleen covered her face while her right hand undid the zipper, but she suddenly heard laughter from outside. Her body froze, ready to jump away from the window if need be, but the look on Maggy's face told her, “no.” The laughing and banter sounded like young boys, the very last sort of crowd Jayleen would ever want to see her like this. She began shaking, her body fighting to leave and stay at the same time. Maggy's frozen glare was intense. Jayleen didn't want to disappoint her, but didn't want to be seen like this. Maggy repeated her downward gesture, this time with the skirt in mind.

Jayleen undid the rest of the zipper. The sound of the boys were loud and clear now—they were close. Maggy, using two fingers, pointed to her eyes to tell Jayleen to focus on her, not them. Jayleen, her heart beating fast, her body trembling to be hidden, finally managed to lower the skirt to the point where it dropped just as the boys walked by. There were three of them, just in time to see Lady Jayleen in her dark-red, velvet panties. They looked, shuffled, yelled and “woo'd” at her, taking out their camera phones. Jayleen's eyes were watering. She couldn't. She slammed the curtains shut and ran back away from the window, tripping with her skirt around her ankles. She was mortified.

Jayleen laid there, crying, too embarrassed to move for nearly half an hour. The boys' voices were still in her head, but she was finally able to pick herself up. She finished undressing and put on her robe, peeking from the window again. The boys were gone, but so was Maggy. She felt awful. She cleaned the makeup running down her face with a damp kitchen rag and asked herself if she should go to Maggy or just stay home and weep. Looking at her pitiful reflection in the door of the microwave, Jayleen realized how much the choker made her look like someone's dog. Like someone's bitch, rather. She grabbed at it, ready to cut it off with the kitchen scissors, but Maggy's words got to her.

“Don't you ever take it off, got it?”

The image of Maggy, finally kissing her after she agreed to be “hers,” played in her head on loop. She'd worked too hard for that kiss, and it felt like no other. She didn't want to let it all be in vain, so she let go of the choker and headed to Maggy's house, looking a mess.

Thump, thump, thump.

Jayleen sniffled. Her whole head was facing down towards Maggy's welcome mat. Despite her head feeling as foggy as it did, she could hear Maggy's footsteps approaching the door and feel Maggy's eyes looking at her through the looking hole. The door opened slowly. There was a brief pause before Jayleen looked up at her. Maggy's arms were crossed and she wore such a disappointed glare that Jayleen broke down.

“I'm sorry..,” Jayleen said, on her knees, “I'm sorry, I've just.. never been so humiliated and I-I didn't know what to do..” Jayleen's tears dropped to the pavement. “Please don't ..give up on me.. I'll try again tomorrow..” Maggy rolled her eyes, feeling a bit guilty. She took a deep breath.

“No, I'm sorry. This is technically your first day being owned, so maybe that was a bit much.” Maggy took Jayleen's hand and helped her to her feet, escorting her into the house. Jayleen's lips were trembling. She didn't know if she wanted to frown, or smile from being forgiven. Maggy wiped her tears and pointed to her own cheek. Jayleen understood immediately. She stared at Maggy's cheek and leaned in slowly, pecking her lightly and finally coming to a smile.

“Thank you..” Jayleen said, sniffling. Maggy turned to her and gave her a questionable look, eyebrows raised. “Thank you, m-master..,” Jayleen added. The word still didn't exactly roll off the tongue for her.

The two walked through the halls of the house. Although they were hand in hand, Jayleen still followed behind Maggy, too intimidated to walk beside her. She could see Maggy and the movers had gotten a lot done today. A few more of the rooms had been furnished, yet the house felt even greyer. On their walk, they passed the master bedroom with the door cracked. Jayleen caught a glance of Maggy's enormous bed, black and gold colors, her huge dressers and mirrors, and several paintings on the walls. Maggy continued to drag her along.

They finally came to a stop at a room with a lot of Maggy's clothes, another huge mirror and makeup kits. Maggy sat Jayleen down. She told her to sit still as she used some of the makeup equipment to remove the rest of Jayleen's. Jayleen felt strange. Maggy being her dominant was weird, but she loved the feeling. She felt closer to Maggy than to any of her friends or coworkers. Maggy stood Jayleen up and peeled away her robe, folding it and laying it on a nearby counter. She tucked away Jayleen's bangs and maneuvered around to her backside. Jayleen's hands were itching to cover herself. She gave Jayleen a kiss on her upper back, followed by a light, teasing breath of wind that made a chill pass through Jayleen's body. Jayleen shivered. Maggy unhooked her bra and slid her perfectly groomed fingernails around her body, coating Jayleen with goosebumps. With Maggy being as gentle as she was, Jayleen never expected her to snatch away her bra so suddenly, pulling it completely down the length of her arms and tossing it across the room in one motion. Jayleen let out a shocked, squeaking sound, covering her breasts. Maggy performed the “down” gesture. Jayleen dropped her arms shyly, her breasts bouncing lightly in response.

Maggy smiled, truly impressed by Jayleen's figure. She touched her hand underneath one of Jayleen's breasts, lifting it, watching it bounce as she pulled her hand away again. Jayleen's head was turned sharply to the side, eyes shut from embarrassment. Maggy chuckled. She silently walked across the room and sat on a stool, waiting patiently for Jayleen to open her eyes and look at her. Jayleen had to turn and look to see where Maggy had gone, opening her eyes only to see Maggy's reoccurring gesture. “Down.” Jayleen looked down to her panties. She had a nervous, squirming sensation pass through her legs at the thought of revealing that to someone, but wedged her thumbs beneath her panties nonetheless. She pulled them down. She hadn't shaved in a while, making her wonder what Maggy was thinking. Jayleen finally broke the silence, feeling awkward.

“I-I haven't shaven, ..but--”
“Sh.” Maggy silenced her. She stood up, pointing to the ground. “All fours, we're going.” She couldn't tell if Maggy was angry, but she slowly dropped to her knees, putting her hands down in front of her. Maggy pointed out the door, instructing Jayleen to lead.

The two walked down the hall a few more rooms. With Jayleen crawling in front of her, Maggy could see everything. Jayleen was moving very slowly. With the choker still on, she truly felt like a dog. She wasn't sure where they were headed, but she could feel Maggy's eyes touching her between the legs. To make things worse, it was making her wet. Maggy pointed Jayleen into a small bathroom, leading her into the shower.

She cleaned Jayleen herself, top to bottom. Jayleen had to bend and stretch in the most awkward positions in front of Maggy for her to be shaved cleanly, but they finally finished without a scratch. Maggy dried her off. Jayleen wasn't sure how she felt about this. Nobody had ever seen her so exposed before. The two walked back towards the master bedroom. As the door swung open, the air inside smelled like lavender. Like Maggy, magnified. Jayleen was filled with a sudden, unexplainable weak feeling in her body as she entered the room. Maggy gave Jayleen one of her night gowns to wear, barely long enough to cover her privates.

“Thank you,” Jayleen said, “I'll return it tomorrow.”
“No need,” Maggy added. She handed Jayleen a bottle of water from the stand beside the bed, half drunk. It was as if Maggy could read minds. Jayleen never said a word, but she was dehydrated from her escapades. As Jayleen unscrewed the lid, she noted the light glisten on the rim of the bottle. Maggy's. She pictured Maggy's lips on the bottle and paused, unsure, but she definitely didn't want to offend her. She lifted the bottle. Her lips touched the rim, still moist, and she sipped slowly. Jayleen took a few more swallows, looking at Maggy who was going through a couple bedside drawers. She felt as if she was taking Maggy into her body. She closed the bottle with only a swallow and a half left inside, not wanting to finish it completely and seem piggish.

“Did you say.. it was ok for me to keep this gown at home?” Jayleen asked.
“Of course not,” Maggy said, turning to her.
“Then I'm confused.”
“Don't be,” Maggy added, taking Jayleen beneath the chin. As she peered deeply into Jayleen's eyes, she said to her in a serious voice: “You're staying with me tonight.”
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Old 05-13-2015, 03:10 PM   #2
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Old 05-13-2015, 04:31 PM   #3
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Nice erotic storie. Even thow I was a bit sceptic at first because part 1 was boring at first. But the rest was really nice
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