CHAPTER 8

Finally, it was 6:30 pm, and I was at the Beck's porch. Her house was in a quiet suburb, surrounded by trees and tall bushes. Without even bothering to call, I simply turned the door knob and entered the house.

Becki, who was sitting on the sofa in front of the TV, looked at me frightened when I entered without warning. She quickly jumped to her feet and, lowering her eyes, stood in front of me and quietly whispered: "Welcome, master."

“Thank you, slave. Show me the toys that I ordered you to buy today, ”I said, recalling the list I handed to her earlier.

“Yes, master,” she replied, turned and rushed into the kitchen. A few seconds later she returned, holding a large bag.

Sitting down on the sofa, I took the bag from Becki and began to check its contents, silently inventing all the purchases, and wondering how I could apply them in the future. Making sure that everything I ordered was bought, I noticed the interior of the house. Rising from the couch, I asked Becky for a short excursion for me, because I wanted to get acquainted with the layout of the furniture and the layout of the house.

By seven in the evening, my tour was over, and I managed to arrange the furniture and lay out the equipment that I brought with me, including the very hidden camera that I used in the locker room. Almost every thirty seconds I looked at the clock. I tried not to show it, but I was tense, like a bundle of nerves, waiting for Lisa. I walked around the house back and forth, and Becki followed me everywhere, ready to answer any of my questions and complete any of my tasks. She never asked me what would happen tonight. Her total submission and humility still confused me.

At 7:02 I was already desperate and was almost sure that Lisa would not appear. Suddenly the doorbell rang. Turning to Becky, I ordered: "On my knees!". She immediately fell to her knees in the middle of the room. "Stay on the spot."

Then I turned and headed for the front door, after looking out the window. Surprisingly, there was Liza. She was wearing tight jeans and a little spotted T-shirt, which she nervously pulled at her hands, shifting from one foot to the other. Despite such a simple outfit, she looked stunning.

Slowly opening the door, I immediately announced: “You are late. I told you to be here exactly at 7:00, and on my watch already 7: 03. This is unacceptable. ”

“Sorry, I got a little lost while searching for an address,” she quickly replied. “Listen, let's discuss this situation? I am sure that we can agree. I have some savings - I can pay you. Please do not do this to me. ”

“Lisa, I have already told you that the discussion on this matter is closed. You had to make a decision, and this is your last chance to change your mind. If you cross this threshold, you must unquestionably accept punishment for your behavior. If you choose this path, everything will remain between us. If you decide not to step over the threshold of this house, then leave now, but be ready for the glory that will fall on you on Monday. Everyone, including your parents and the priest, will receive copies of these photos, ”I threatened.

“Please ...” she pleaded with a miserable expression.

"Decide now."

“Okay, I go. But you must promise that no one will ever see these pictures, ”she put in.

“I promise,” I said, moving aside to allow Lisa to enter the lobby. As soon as she was inside, I quickly closed the door and locked it.

She continued to nervously pull at the clothes, looking around the interior of the house. A small sigh of surprise escaped from her throat when she saw Miss Ohara, silently kneeling in the living room. “What the fuck ...?” She asked in perplexity.

“Miss Ohara agreed to help me today.That's all you need to know. ” I answered quickly. “Now, come and stand here,” I indicated the place in the center of the room.

She hesitantly approached and stood beside her.

“Remember, Lisa, you must carry out all the commands exactly as I tell you, and everything will remain between us. Your reputation will not suffer. If you fail to do this, our deal will be canceled. Is that clear? ”I asked.

A small nod of the head.

"Very good. Take off your clothes. ”

“What?” She asked immediately.

“Wow, you must be the dumbest woman in the world, Lisa. I just told you, you should carry out all the commands exactly as I tell you, and after the first order, you ask questions, ”I replied, without hiding sarcasm. “Alright, go away. All arrangements are canceled. I'll start sending out photos right now. ”

“No ... Wait ... please. I will do it, ”she replied sadly, and with trembling hands grabbed the undershirt of her T-shirt and pulled it over her head. Throwing a T-shirt on the floor, she quickly crossed her arms over her chest, covering the boobs hidden under her bra.

Stepping back a few steps, I sat down on the sofa and tried to relax, watching Lisa perform an improvised striptease in front of me. When she hesitated, I showed her my hand to continue.

Slowly removing her hands, she stretched to the button on her tight jeans and a little awkwardly unbuckled them. Then she lowered the zipper and stopped again. I suggested that she is recruited by the spirit to take the next step. Moving her hands to the waist near her jeans, she began to lower them, swaying her hips sexually, and trying to lower them to leave her panties in place. Finally, when they were at her ankles, she gracefully got out of them and pushed her leg in a heap to her t-shirt. This time she covered her panties with her hands, instantly forgetting about her breasts.

It became obvious to me that color harmony is very important for Lisa, since her panties and bra were blue in color, matching blue jeans and a t-shirt. When she hesitated again, I once again waved my hand, letting her know that she would continue.

She was trembling so much that her body almost vibrated. Removing her hands from her panties and, stretching back, she unzipped the bra clasp. It always amazed me how quickly women do it. Mentally, I noted that I would need to practice this so that next time I would not look like a fool. Pulling off the bra straps from her shoulders, Lisa slowly let their hands down until the cups finally fell from her breasts. Let them be no comparison in size with Beck's tits, they were ideal for contemplation, and ideally corresponded to Lisa’s slender physique.

Throwing off her bra, she reached for her waist and slowly began to pull down her panties. When they were at the ankles, she came out of them and threw to the rest of the clothes. Now she stood before me completely naked. Of course, her modesty painted, because with one hand she tried to cover her chest, and with the other her crotch.

Despite the fact that I had already seen her naked, the sight of how she was desperately trying to hide behind, standing in front of me, was incredibly erotic. I instantly got up, and I stared at her with hungry eyes.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw how Becky was reacting to what was happening. Her breathing quickened, and her nipples tightened under her blouse. From the expression on Becki’s face, I realized that she was excited, but in her eyes I noticed jealousy again. A little competition between slaves would certainly not hurt the cause, I thought to myself.

“Take your hands off, Lisa,” I ordered.

Reluctantly, she lowered her hands, clenched her fists tightly, and placed them at the seams. The desire to master it right here and now was overwhelming. I dreamed of fucking Lisa from that day when I first saw her. And being in such proximity to her naked body, of course, influenced my self-control.

With a gesture of my hand, I showed her to start slowly turning around. So I could see her body from all sides.

Holding her hands at the seams, with red as a beet, with shame on her face, Lisa began to turn slowly until her ass was in front of me. Still,...