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Catfood - Episode 14 - Photo Session, Aftermath

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I closed the door behind us and turned back to Tammy. She gave me a big smile, dropped the leash and hugged me. I put my arms around her, a little nonplussed by her behavior. She released me, put her arms on my shoulders and looked me in the eye "I am very proud of you, Lisa. You handled yourself very well today."

"Really?"

"Yes."

"Come, let's sit." She unclipped the leash and asked "Want something to drink?"

"Yes, please."

"Water or apple juice?"

"Mixed, please."

"Ok." Tammy filled two glassed and handed one to me. Then she sat down on the couch and patted the seat next to her. I sat down on the indicated spot. Tammy toasted me "To a happy and profitable slavery." We touched glasses and drank.

I put my glass on the small table and asked "You really think I did well?"

"Yes, Lisa."

"What was so special that I did?"

"You didn't freak out. You obeyed promptly, well except for that one time. And you did not shrink when we indicated that we wanted you to do something. Sometimes we have to threaten a girl with punishment to get her to do anything. The most important thing is that you... seemed at ease. This is a really good sign. So, tell me how did you feel?"

"Ok, I guess. The spanking was pretty unpleasant..." The look Tammy gave me said that she didn't quite believe me. I blushed and admitted "Well... it was also kind of interesting. I don't really know how to put it."

"Would you do it again?"

"I will have to, won't I?" Tammy nodded "Well, given a choice, I wouldn't do it just for fun. But it was an interesting experience. I..." I searched for the right words "I guess I won't have any problems to do it again, but I would not do it on my own."

"Ok." She considered me "You seemed horrified when Pam offered to let you lick her, but you did not have any problems to give the males a blowjob. And the only time I had to threaten you was when I told you to lap up your own juices. What was your problem?"

"I..." I blushed "I... I don't know... why, but I find my... juices disgusting."

"And other women's?"

"Even more so."

"You had no problem masturbating?"

"No. Well..." My muzzle and ears burned "I... I dislike getting my fingers... sticky. It's disgusting. And naughty... Maybe that excites me on a little as well..." I admitted "but mostly I don't like that part at all. I know it sounds strange, I don't have any problems with males, but females really disgust me."

"Really?"

"Well... I don't mind hugging and stuff... It's only when things get too intimate."

"I see." Tammy considered me "Lisa, you do know that you will have to have sex with females?"

"Yeah. I guess I do... if my master commands me to."

"That's a pretty safe bet. Maybe not all of your masters, but it would be very unusual if none of them wanted it. In all likelihood you'll be able to recognize several dozen women by the taste of her sex by the time you have paid off your debt."

"Ugh."

"Lisa, do you want me to help you with that?"

"You mean with not wanting sex with femmes?" Tammy nodded "How? Would you... with me?"

"No. As I told you, I have a boyfriend now. But I'm sure I can find someone to help you without twisting too many arms..."

"Yeah. Unless I missed my guess completely, Angie would be twisting your arm to get the chance..."

Tammy smiled at that "That's quite possible. Either her or one of the slaves we met today. Pam definitely likes to likes to jump into bed with anything that moves and I'm quite sure Donna wouldn't be too unwilling either..."

"Do I have to do that?"

"No. Not now, that is. This was an offer from me, so you could begin to get over this before and get some experience with another female in a relaxed setting before a customer forces you to get over it real quick."

I thought about it, then I shook my head "No, thanks."

"As you wish." She looked a little sad "I just hope you won't regret it..."

We sat in silence for a minute. The events of the evening swirled around my head.

"You wanna ask something?"

I considered her, unsure if I should ask this, wary that I might anger her. Finally I decided to ask anyway "Are... are all you gals bisexual nymphomaniacs?"

Tammy's eyes widened, then she suddenly began to laugh. After a bit she answered "It certainly looks that way, doesn't it?"

"A bit."

"Well..." She grinned "we aren't..." she left that hanging for a moment before she went on "we only behave that way."

"Ummm..."

"Well, maybe we are. I'll try to explain. First, all the 'case handlers' or 'slave's buddies', that's me and Angela and many others, served as slaves before we took this job. Most of them with this company. Well, it's not a hard and fast rule that 'buddies' have served as slaves, but it helps a lot to do the job right. Since I am the one you will come to if you need a shoulder to cry on if you have problems with your master, it helps a lot if I have an idea what you are going through. So all of us served as slaves for several years, and well, it changes you. I think for the better, but I don't want to argue about that. It certainly opens your mind in many ways."

"Ok."

"Second, when you serve as a slave, it's not for work. Nobody will hire you to pick cotton or anything. Well, some customers expect you to keep the house clean, but that's not the reason they hire you, they could find someone else to do that much cheaper. When a customer hires you he basically wants one thing: Sex. Sex with a capital 'S'. Almost everything else you have to do for your master or that you have to let him do to you are related to this in some way. Why does he spank you or tie you up? To reinforce his dominance over you and to excite and arouse both of you. Why do you have to be nude all the time? In addition to giving him something pretty to rest his eyes on, it makes you much more conscious of your body, of your sexuality, it reminds you that you are always available for his pleasure, that at moment he could have his penis in one of your orifices in less time than it takes you to say 'Yes, Master'."

"Oh."

"What you will find is that you will be thinking about sex a lot. With some masters you'll hardly think about anything that is not related to sex in some way. You will have sex with your master more or less regularly, you will have sex with his guests or friends. You will masturbate for your master, sometimes in front of an audience, you will have sex with other slaves for the enjoyment of your master. You will be spanked, whipped, tied up or whatever for your master's pleasure." Her eyes narrowed a bit "Unless I totally missed my mark, you found out that a spanking can be very exciting, didn't you?"

My muzzle suddenly burned brightly and I nodded, I didn't trust myself to speak.

"Once you live and breathe sex 24/7 for months or years, it's difficult to just stop thinking about it. Especially in a sexually charged environment like this, when you see nude people all the time. And they aren't 'chaste' nudes like you see in a glossy magazine, these are real live people, people who think about sex very much. When you look at someone the first thing you ask yourself is if you'll have sex with him or her and how it would be like. When our eyes meet, he or she know that it would only take me a click of the mouse (and a bit of money) and he would have jump into bed with me. Or we'd head for the dungeon. It's very difficult not to think about sex. And, well, I like looking at sexy nude people. I like looking at you." Tammy's eyes dropped to my breasts, then further down before she looked at my face again. "So much for the 'nymphomaniac' part."

"Oh. Ok. I think I understand."

"As far as bi goes: I'm much more straight than bi. I have had a lot of very good sex with other women, but I prefer a malein almost every case. For me there's simply no substitute for a real cock. But I enjoy sex with a woman just fine, sometimes it's nice to have something a little different. Now that I have a steady boyfriend, I hardly ever indulge with anyone else. Not without his approval, at least. Before you ask, sometimes I do, sometimes this job requires it, but when I don't keep it a secret from him."

"Oh."

"Angela on the other hand really prefers females. But when you are a slave, you don't have any choice about whom to sleep with, you'll end up having sex with people of both sexes. And you'll have good and bad sex with either. Mostly good sex. So I guess it is more or less natural that you become somewhat if not totally bisexual when you serve as a slave."

"Ok. I see."

Again we were silent for a bit while I tried to wrap my mind around this. I became aware that my ass felt warmer and warmer, pleasantly but inexplicably warm. As was my sex.

Tammy seemed to be able to read my mind "Want to know about that lotion Angie used?"

"Yes, please."

"We get it from that bondage shop. It's based on some medical cream to treat irritated skin. Sunburn and such."

"Well, it's not exactly a sunburn that I'm suffering from."

"No, but in many ways it is pretty close. Close enough that the same ingredients help. Basically they only help the skin to heal faster."

"Is it dangerous? If used too much?"

"No. It's just vitamins and whatever. You can look up the ingredients if you want." She grinned "With some masters it is very likely that you'll have it rubbed into your ass every day. I certainly don't want to count how often it was used on mine. Or how often I had wished that it was."

"Ummm..."

"That's the base. To that they add a variety of extras. They sell some standard combinations and one can also order custom mixes. There are some particularly nasty ones, with chili powder and similar extras. Those are still good for the skin, but they burn like hell when they are rubbed into sensitive skin."

"Ouch."

"Yeah. There are all kinds of other combinations. The one you got is one that we list under 'nice and nasty'. There's the minty stuff that cools your skin and feels very good. This one wears out pretty quick."

"I noticed."

"This variant also contains a mild painkiller that lasts a little longer. This is why you don't feel any pain sitting on your ass right now. It'll wear off in another hour or two. I recommend that you sleep on your stomach today."

"Oh."

"That was the 'nice' part. The ingredients for the 'nasty' part take much longer to wear off, they'll last until tomorrow morning or so. By the way you aren't allowed to shower or clean the stuff off until tomorrow morning." I groaned at that. "One compound increases the blood circulation, this is why your ass and sex feel very warm right now. There is also a light irritant, that'll increase the heat even more, it'll itch a little and, when it is used inside your sex, also turn you on quite a bit. At the moment you don't really notice this yet because the painkiller counteracts it. You may have a bit of trouble sleeping tonight." I groaned again at the smug grin she gave me.

"By the time you get home you should be quite horny. I'd also like to remind you that while you are allowed to play with James, you are not allowed to come."

"Ugh." Just thinking about this excited me. "You are not really serious about that?" I looked at her and shivered "You are. Oh, no."

"Yes, I am serious." She grinned evilly "If you ask nicely, then I might change my mind and give you permission to get off." Before I could make up my mind about that, she looked at her watch and said "Enough about that, it is getting late. Do you want to use the bus or would you prefer that I drive you home?"

"Ummm, if you took me home, that would be great."

"Good. Let's go. Drink up." We both did. Tammy clipped the leash to my collar and said "Grab your purse and the glasses." She led me out of her office and locked the door. When we passed the kitchen I put the glasses into the dishwasher. Tammy led me to the lobby and said "Get your clothes, but don't put them on yet." I groaned but did as she had told me. "Keep the dress ready, I'll allow you to put it on before we leave the car.

"Yes, Mistress." Tammy led me down to the garage and her car. I put the bag with my clothes on the back seat and got in. Tammy started the car and we left the garage.

"Tammy?"

"Yes?"

"Can I ask you a personal question?"

"Of course, Lisa. I might not answer, though. Or I might ask for something in return, but don't be afraid to ask."

"Ok." I considered her "What was your slave name?"

"The one the company gave me? Not all of my masters used that one, one of them didn't even allow me a name..."

"Yes, that one."

"Well, it was..." she paused dramatically "Tammy."

"Tammy? You got to use your own name?"

"No. Actually my real name was Theresa. I changed my name to Tamara later."

"Oh. Tamara?"

"Tammy to my friends. Do you want to hear why?"

I considered her face. Something in her lines told me that it was not a happy story. But I also got the impressions that the scars had mostly healed "Yes, please. If it's not too painful for you, that is."

"No, it's ok. You see, I did not have a particularly pleasant childhood... And my teenage years were pretty bad... I got to know my father a lot more intimately than any daughter should... and I did not enjoy it one bit."

" Ouch..."

"My mother was not a lot of help. I ran away when I was 16 and I fell in with a bad crowd. They were all I had and I don't know if I would have made it without them. Anyway I made a few really bad choices and suddenly I had to come up with a big amount of money real quick or well... I saw no legal way to earn it in the time frame I had been given and I did not want to face the consequences... I really did not. When I found out about this indentured service company, I jumped at the chance. I really did not want to do it, but it sounded a lot better than the alternatives."

"Oh."

"Back then the conditions were not as good as what you get now. Not financially, but other things... We didn't get a 'buddy' and many of the other safeguards were not in place yet. They did want to keep us slaves healthy and reasonably happy, but they did not yet have the experience on what was really needed. Many safeguards got added bit by bit, usually after an accident had happened. Anyway, I was pretty lucky and my first master was rather nice. I had learned to use my body to get things before I became a slave and I did not have any problem keeping him happy and in turn he treated me well. Very soon I found that I was happier than I had been in years."

"Really?"

"Yes. For many years I had been living in constant fear, first of my father, then of some of my 'friends' or their rivals. As a slave I did not have anything to fear. Nothing worse than a spanking, that is, and as long as I did not mess up really badly, the spanking was as much fun as it was punishment. For the first time in years I could let down my guard and relax. I was pretty happy. Not all my masters were as nice as the first one, but I did not have any really bad one. Even the most unpleasant one was more in the 'interesting' than in the 'horrible' category, and while none of the others were as 'nice' as my first master, some were even more fun to serve. I did not have to worry about much and I got laid every day." She gave me a wry grin "You may have figured out already that I like to have sex. Life was pretty good."

"Oh. Ok."

"I was a very different person by the time my indentured service was over. It may sound strange, but I was a lot more self-assured and confident than before. They had started the 'buddy' idea not very long before and were looking for candidates for the job. Well, at first it was only a few people with some psychological training that the slaves could talk to, but that changed so that the same person who handled a slave's case also became their 'buddy'. Anyway, I applied for the job, I got the job and I found that I liked it and that I was pretty good at it. That is, my boss was happy with my performance and the girls under my wings were happy.

My future looked bright, I had a steady job that paid pretty well, one of the guards had taken a shine to me while I served and we started dating. It was a little awkward at first, we had sex several times while I was a slave, but we didn't know anything else about each other. But things worked out fine, we are still together and I think he's slowly getting to the point where he'll ask me to marry him.

I had not had any contact with my family since I had run away and I decided to try to make peace with them. I contacted my parents and visited them. They were quite happy that I was still alive and angry that I had run away and not contacted them for years. But as far as I know they had not tried to find me, or at least not made a serious effort. I was not surprised to find that my little brother had decided to attend college in another state, rather than the one in our hometown. Things were a little tense right from the beginning, I think they were suspicious of my motives. Once I told them what I had done during my absence and how I had paid off my debts, the crap hit the fan. When my father started calling me a slut and a whore and worse, I decided that enough was enough. I walked out and I have not talked to them since.

I'm ok with my brother, we don't have a lot of contact, he lives in another state, but we get along ok. As far as my parents went, I decided that the less I had to do with my parents the happier I'd be. One of the things I did was to change my name, 'Tammy' had been a much happier person than 'Theresa' and every time I heard that name it reminded me of the unhappy times before I became a slave. So, that's the story of why I changed my name."

"Oh. Wow. Thank you, Tammy." I added "I'm sorry to have brought it up."

"It's ok, Lisa. I... I still have some scars, but the wound is healed now. Don't worry about it."

"Still, thank you for telling me." I reached over and gave her hand a quick squeeze. We shared a smile, then Tammy turned her attention back to the road.

Tammy turned into the parking lot near my apartment, found a free space and parked the car. Then she turned to me and said "You may want to put on the dress now."

"Yes, Tammy." After a moment I added "Thank you." just to be on the safe side. I didn't want to give her a reason to make me walk nude to my apartment. I was already dark, the area was not illuminated too well and we were unlikely to run into anybody at this time, but still... I removed the seat belt, grabbed the skirt from the back seat and wiggled into it, very much aware of Tammy's appraising gaze. When I was done, we left the car. I smoothed down the dress, grabbed my things from the backseat and turned towards our apartment.

I had not taken more than ten steps when Tammy said "Stop."

I stopped and turned around "Yes?"

Tammy looked around, gave me a wicked grin and twirled her finger, indicating that I should turn back. I did, wondering what she wanted. She asked "There aren't a lot of people around at this time, are there?"

I gulped as I got an idea of what she wanted "Usually not."

A moment later my hunch turned out to be right. Her hands touched my behind and a moment later she slid my skirt up and exposed my ass. "I think the view is much nicer like that, don't you think?"

"Yes, Mistress."

"You may cover up if we meet anyone. Lead on."

"Yes, Mistress." I started walking, Tammy followed a few steps behind. I was very much aware of her gaze, of how warm my ass felt, it seemed to heat up more and more as the painkiller slowly wore off. And especially how hot and itchy my cunt felt, I wasn't sure if a human would be able to smell my arousal, but most GELFs certainly would. My muzzle felt hot as well. I half hoped, half dreaded meeting anyone. On the one paw I would be able to cover myself, but on the other paw he certainly would notice that something wasn't quite 'normal' with me. The cool breeze over my exposed bottom and sex seemed to heat me up even further rather than cool me down. It certainly did not let me forget for a moment how exposed I was.

We made it to the house without meeting anyone. In the elevator Tammy gave me a sickly sweet smile and put one of her hands on my rump. When we stood right in front of the door to our apartment Tammy said "Wait." and smoothed down my skirt.

My muzzle (and sex and rump) still felt pretty hot when I fished the key out of my purse and opened the door. I was no further than three steps into the apartment when my mother almost knocked me over in a fierce embrace "Lydia, I was so worried." She hugged me tightly for several seconds before she even let me get a breath, let alone say anything.

When she finally released me, Jen and Kaye stood behind her and watched us with some amusement.

"I'm fine, mother." She released me and I made the introductions "Mother, this is Tammy, my case handler. Tammy, my mother Fleta, any my roomies Jen and Kaye."

"Hello." My mother regarded Tammy critically "Does that mean..."

"Yes, I signed the contract today."

"Good evening, Mrs. Catbait."

We made ourselves comfortable in the living room and I began to tell about the events of the day, glossing over some of the more intimate details. Kaye eyed me knowingly. Soon Jen caught her look and it did not take her long to figure out what was going on. I'm quite sure my mother could smell my scent, but she seemed too distracted to connect the dots. At first she was quite suspicious of Tammy, especially once she learned that my name was now Lisa and that Tammy expected her (and my friends) to use that name.

"Lydia are you ok?" Suddenly she sniffed and her eyes seemed to swell to dinner-plate size as she connected the scent and the blush on my muzzle "What... did..."

"Mother, please... let's just say that today's activities... were a lot more interesting than I expected and leave it at that. Ok?"

She blushed deeply and nodded, unable to speak.

It took a bit, but slowly Tammy managed to calm her down, allay her fears for me and make her see the positive side of the things. Like that I'd be able to start chemotherapy in a few days, that I'd be cured soon and that my service would not be nearly as horrible as my mother imagined it to be.

My mother was more than a little shocked when Tammy told her that they would have to get used to the scent of my arousal if they wanted me to continue sleeping here. As far as I could tell, Jen and Kaye only feigned shock. Especially Jen seemed all too delighted by the news. My mother definitely did not like this, but Tammy managed to explain that it was part of my training and that it would help me later on and reassure her that it would not be bad for me.

When my mother excused herself for a moment, Jen gave me a lusty grin and said "Lisa, you really have to tell us all the details of your 'Photo session'."

"Ummm..." I did not keep many secrets from them, but this seemed to go a bit far. "On the other hand I did tell them about the examination."

But before I could answer, Tammy said "Of course Lisa will tell you about that. She'll even let you look at the pictures once we post them on her site."

"Ummm..." I blushed deeply.

"Lisa, tomorrow I'll send you a login for our site, so you can look at your profile, see the pictures and stuff."

"Ummm... ok."

We talked for a while more. Since it was already too late to use the public transport, my mother decided to stay and sleep on the couch. By then I was fidgeting almost constantly, my sex itched in a way that really made me want to scratch it. Or let James do the scratching.

I gave Tammy one of the spare keys and we all got up. "Well, it was nice to meet you, Tammy."

"It was a pleasure to meet you, too. We'll see a lot of each other in the next few months, I'm sure." Tammy considered me for a bit and said "I think I want a few private words with Lisa." After a moment she added "Don't wait for us, this may take a bit." Jen and Kaye grinned at each other.

"Ok." I led her to my room and closed the door behind me.

She sat down on the chair, grinned wickedly and asked "Well?"

There was no question what she was referring to. I blushed a bit, but then I gave in. The itching in my sex was just too much. "Tammy, please..."

She held up her hand and silenced me. "You'll have to ask properly, Lisa." I stared at her, not getting what she wanted. "Donna taught you what position to use."

I groaned, but I gave in quickly. I took off the skirt and kneeled in front of her, assuming the proper position and presenting my body to her. Then I tried once more "Please, Mistress, I'm... really horny. Please allow me to relieve the itching in my cunt."

She was silent for a long moment before she answered "Of course, Lisa. Why don't you fetch James and make yourself comfortable on your bed."

"Thank you, Mistress." I fetched a towel and the vibrator, then I kneeled on my bed. I looked at Tammy pointedly, then at the door.

"You want me to leave?" She asked, sounding slightly annoyed and disappointed.

"Please."

"No. Lisa, while you are a slave, you don't have sex for your own pleasure, you have sex with and for your master. No one will mind if you do enjoy yourself, but you live and fuck and masturbate for your master, not yourself. Is that clear?"

"Yes, Mistress." I answered miserably.

"If you aren't comfortable with me, I can invite Jen or Kaye." She didn't say the 'as well' out loud, but that it was implied was clear enough.

"Please not, Mistress."

"All right, but show a bit more enthusiasm from now on."

"Yes, Mistress."

"Fine. Prop up some pillows so you can kneel properly and lean back." I arranged myself as she had commanded. Tammy retrieved her pad from her purse "Switch your toy to remote control." I did and almost dropped it when it suddenly began to vibrate with maximum strength. Tammy giggled and a moment later the vibrations died down to a barely perceptible level.

"Take James into your left paw. Hold only the base with your fingertips. Close your eyes. Now imagine that your hands are actually tied up. There is a big mirror and a camera right in front of you and I am kneeling right behind you." I did, it was surprisingly easy to imagine. And the idea excited me quite a bit. "Your hands are actually mine, they'll only do what I tell them to do. When I tell you what they do, you'll have to do it. Ok?"

I nodded.

"My left hand touches the tip of the vibrator to your sex."

I did, then I asked "Ummm... shouldn't we lube it a bit?"

"Do you really think that's necessary?"

"Ummm... well..." My sex certainly felt hot and wet enough. "No." And as light as the vibrations were, they turned me on even further.

"I didn't think we needed to do that. Don't talk." She was silent for a moment "You are right about lubing up, though. I put my right hand on your stomach. Now I push James into your sex, just a little bit. Good." My paws seemed to have developed a will of their own, moving to obey Tammy's command without a conscious decision on my part. "Now I pull him out again, but I don't let his tip lose contact with you lips... I push him in a tiny little bit further, then I pull him out again..." I gasped as the vibrations peaked for a second.

I could hear the chair creak, I think Tammy leaned forward. I heard her inhale, her head seemed right in front of my belly. "Hmmm, delicious... And your lips are such a full shade of red..." I blushed, she really wasn't talking about the ones on my muzzle, but already my embarrassment was starting to be overwhelmed by my arousal. "I push James into your sex once more, a little further this time, then I pull him out once more. I repeat this slowly, going in a little further every time until he's all the way in." I did. Very soon I was panting and moaning, James' vibrations increased and decreased, peaking whenever he was furthest inside my sex.

"Yesss..." I moaned in pleasure, again and again.

I was getting quite close to a climax when Tammy commanded "Now I pull him out, I don't want you to come yet. I keep the tip in touch with your lips as I slowly move him up and down along your sex." I groaned in disappointment, I had been so close. My paw obeyed without a conscious thought from my side. It almost felt as if I was not in control of it any more. I knew that I could take control if I wanted, but... somehow that seemed to take more effort than it was worth. For at least a minute Tammy did not give any further command and I sat almost motionless, except for the heaving of my chest. My left hand continued to move the vibrating toy up and down along my sex, but my hand seemed almost not to be a part of me. The scent of my arousal seemed to turn the air into a liquid, so strong was it.

The vibrations increased a bit "Keeping the tip in contact with your skin, I slowly move James up until the tip is right above your heart." My hand moved. As the tip moved past my bellybutton, Tammy added "I put the first two fingers of my right hand on the lips of your sex. I let the fingers trail along the outer side of your lips as my hand slowly moves downwards. When my fingers meet at the bottom of your slit, they move up again, this time on the inner side of your lips."

"Ohhh..." This felt good. Not as exciting as the vibrating toy had, but plenty good.

"While my right hand keeps teasing your labia, my left hand moves the vibrator to the left side of your chest and lays it flat against your skin, right next to your breast..." The vibrations increased in strength but decreased in frequency, until they felt more like a pulse than vibrations. "Now I move it to the right, so that the tip traces the upper edge of your breasts and its length lies along your skin."

"Yesss...." I moaned in pleasure.

When the vibrating toy reached the right side of my breasts "Now I move James back to the other side, but a little lower." I moaned again and inhaled sharply when he touched my nipples. I repeated the back and forth motion twice more, my breath was pretty ragged when Tammy said "Now I move James' tip back to the spot right above your heart. And the fingers of my other hand continue to trace up and down along the lips of your sex."

The vibrations died down almost to nothing. Tammy let me cool down a little. I was still very aroused, but not really close to an orgasm when she suddenly turned up the vibrations once more. "I move the tip towards your left nipple and circle it, but without actually touching the nipple itself. I groaned, she was teasing me, almost torturing me and I felt helpless to do anything about it. I had not forgotten the fact that it was my own paws that were torturing me so deliciously, but for some reason the idea to anything else than what Tammy said seemed very remote. My sex felt incredibly hot and wet. The towel under it must have been pretty wet by then. After a while Tammy said "Now I move the tip to your right nipple and circle it, also without touching it."

"I move James down until the tip touches your bellybutton." The toy ceased to vibrate. "When the fingers of my right hand reach the middle of your sex, I stop there... My fingers spread your sex... a bit further."

I sighed in disappointment, very slowly the pleasant heat that filled my body began to fade.

"How do you feel, Lisa?"

"Oh..." *pant* "Hot. Aroused. Please, Mistress..."

"You want to come?"

"Please."

"Well..." Tammy paused, teasing me mercilessly "You've been a good girl up to now, Lisa. Maybe I'll let you come." I groaned, still, I thought that I could hear a smile in her voice, that she was only teasing me.

"All right. My left hand moves James down until the tip is right between the fingers of your other hand... Then my right hand moves up to cup your right breast... I begin to massage your breasts gently, never leaving my hand in the same place for long, kneading your flesh, gently pinching your nipples." I moaned, this felt so good. James' tip, barely touching my nether lips seemed to promise unimaginable pleasures. "My left hand begins to fuck your cunt with the vibrator. Going in and out in a slow and steady rhythm." I gasped when the toy suddenly began to vibrate. As my hand moved it in and out slowly, the vibrations increased and decreased in strength and frequency unpredictably.

"Ohhh... Yesss..." I moaned as a wave of pleasure washed over me, then another. My body moved closer and closer to the release I had been craving for so long. The vibrations seemed a lot more intense now.

I think Tammy actually guided my paw, but I can't be sure. Suddenly James pressed against my clitoris and his vibrations reached a crescendo. I squeaked in surprise and a moment later a wave of pleasure overwhelmed me. " Yesss..." A series of powerful orgasms shook my body, and for an unknown time I floated in heaven.

"Well?"

I opened my eyes lazily. Tammy grinned down at me. "That felt good."

"I'm glad you enjoyed yourself, Lisa. It was a pleasure to watch you. And to listen to you."

Remembered about this part, I suddenly realized that all my friends and my mother must have heard me. My muzzle fur fluffed out in embarrassment. "Ummm..."

"Don't be ashamed, Lisa."

I looked at her dubiously, the languid pleasure slowly drained from my body now that the realities of life intruded once more. I sniffed, the air was heavy with my scent. "I really need a shower..."

Tammy gave me an evil look "Not until tomorrow morning."

" What!?!" I stared at her, my eyes dropped to the drenched towel between my legs and I blushed even harder "I'm... I'm not even allowed to clean myself?"

"No, not until tomorrow. We don't want you to wash off Angie's lotion." She turned around, grabbed the box of tissues and dangled one in front of my sex "If you want, I'll clean you up a little."

" Eeep!"

"Come, on, Lisa. It won't hurt."

"Oh." I was panting, I was disgusted, a little scared and more than a little aroused. "Ok."

"Good." Tammy gave me a warm smile. "Spread your legs a bit, so I can get to the 'dirty' parts, lean back and close your eyes. Relax."

I obeyed, as best as I could. At first I was very tense, but as Tammy gently wiped the juices from my thighs, the experience became more and more pleasant. She hummed softly as she worked, changing tissues frequently. Soon I began to be aroused by her attention and my breathing quickened. I hissed in alarm when she began to wipe my sex. Very quickly my alarm turned to pleasure. Soon I was panting and moaning.

I was relieved and disappointed when Tammy announced. "All done." And more than halfway to another climax. "How was that?"

"Nice."

"My pleasure." Tammy picked up the sticky vibrator and considered it. Then she held it out to me and commanded "Clean James."

"Ummm..."

"Go." She pointed at the door.

"Yes, Mistress." I almost ran to the bathroom to clean up my toy. My mother looked away pointedly when I passed her out in the living room. I cleaned the toy and returned to my room and a grinning Tammy.

"All right, put him away." I stored the toy in its box. "A few more points and rules, then I'll let you get some sleep." She paused for a moment "I suggest you sleep on your stomach today."

"Yeah." My ass felt very warm and a little itchy and it had begun to burn again, the painkiller seemed to have mostly worn off. It wasn't too bad, however.

"You'll be pleased to know that your cum has washed off most of the lotion inside your cunt. It should not itch too badly."

"Oh. Good." Now that I thought about it, my tailhole did itch quite a bit more than my sex.

"Don't be ashamed to touch yourself in any way you please, but do remember that you aren't allowed to come without my permission. If you do, then I expect you to tell me. Understood?"

"Yes, Mistress." There was no doubt she was serious about this.

"Also, don't expect to be allowed to masturbate in private. You will only be allowed to cum for someone else."

"Oh..."

"Go to work normally tomorrow. I'll talk with your boss and it's very likely that tomorrow will be your last day there. When you are done, come to my office." She considered me for a moment "I think that's all for today. Any questions?"

"Ummm... no."

"Good night then." She leaned down and kissed me full on the lips. It wasn't a passionate kiss, but it was far from chaste. My eyes widened when I noticed that her lips tasted of my cum.

Tammy winked "I just couldn't resist getting a taste. Good night."

"Good night." Tammy got up and left me alone. I sat down on the bed, my paws were trembling slightly. After a moment I lay down, while my ass did not hurt much, it was too sensitive to make sitting pleasant. I tried to sort my emotions, but it was difficult. Today had been a very 'interesting' experience, I had done things that would have made me blanch with terror or blush with embarrassment just from thinking about them. And yet everything had been a lot less unpleasant than I would have considered possible.

I almost jumped out of my fur at the knock on my door. I stared at it, my muzzle burned in embarrassment at the thought of being seen like this. I wondered what to do, but after a moment I called "Yes?"

"Are you ok, Lydia?" My mother asked, genuine concern in her voice "Can I come in?"

I thought about covering myself, but then I decided not to "Yes, if you want to."

The door opened and my mother came in. The look of disgust as she inhaled the scent of my arousal was impossible to miss. Her eyes widened even more as she took in my nude body and my brightly glowing ass and she gasped in shock "Ow! That looks painful." She closed the door and crouched next to me "Are you all right? What did that woman do to you?"

"I'm... I'm fine, mother."

"I can't believe that, Lydia."

"Really. I know this is weird, but please call me Lisa, ok?" She nodded. "My rump looks a lot worse than it feels. Yes, it does hurt a little, but it's not too bad."

Her eyes said that she didn't want to believe me "Really?"

"Yes. They put on some lotion that increases the blood circulation. It feels really hot, but it does not hurt all that much."

"Ok. Still..."

"I'm ok, mother. Really."

"But... she forced you to have sex with her." My mother looked quite disgusted at the idea.

"No, mother. Tammy did not. First, we did not have sex. I did... pleasure myself while she watched, though. And second, she did not force me to do it."

" What?!?"

"Yes, I did it on my own will. She did give me some incentive to do it, but the decision was mine."

My mother looked at me as if I had grown horns or something. "Ummm... daughter..."

"Mother, please. I... I know that I may seem like a completely different person... Maybe it looks as if I had turned into a slut overnight... But please, don't despise me. I don't have a choice about this, not if I want to live more than a few more years." My eyes filled with tears "I... I find... this isn't as bad as it looks... but it is hard as well... I could really need some support." I began to cry softly.

My mother stared down at me. She opened her mouth several times and closed it again. Her eyes filled with tears. Then she kneeled next to me and put her arms around me, hugging me wordlessly. I returned the hug. My mother whispered "I'm sorry, kit. I'll be here for you. It's going to be all right." My mother held me until I cried myself out.

"Lisa, I'm sorry. I'll be here for you. It's just..." She squeezed my paws gently.

"I know... I hardly know myself these days..."

"I'm here for you." She looked down at me "Why don't you clean up a little and get some sleep, it's getting really late."

"Yeah. I wish Tammy had allowed me to shower..."

I got up and my mother escorted me to the bathroom. She gave me a peck on the cheek "Good night, Lisa."

"Good night, Mom." I brushed my teeth, cleaned my paws and took care of other necessities, then I returned to my bed. My butt was still very sensitive, it even itched a little. My window was open, but the scent of sex was still strong. In spite of all that, I fell asleep almost as soon as my head hit the pillow, I was just so exhausted, mentally as well as physically.

End of Episode 14