Unspoken Pleasure

Ashley and Sabrina started to change into their nighties, while Karen came over for a surreptitious word. She spoke in a whisper as she handed me a shopping bag, “Here, go into the bathroom, remove all your clothes and put this outfit on instead; and only this outfit: no underwear at all.”

“What is it?” I asked nervously, also whispering.

“You’ll see,” she said with a devious smirk.

“Ok,” I said.

“And once you come out, and I mean that both ways, for the rest of the night you will address the rest of us as your Mistresses, with all that implies,” she demanded with authority.

“Understood, Mistress Karen,” I whispered. I then, both scared stiff and couldn’t wait, went into the bathroom to discover what Mistress Karen had in store for me. I began opening the bag tentatively and finished quickly with dismay as I saw my outfit. It was a maid’s outfit with black skirt, black thigh highs, four-inch heels, a transparent white blouse and a black patent leather collar with a leash. As instructed, I got completely undressed and put on the subservient (or sub-servant) outfit.

Just as I was finishing, Karen rapped loudly on the door, “Are you ready?”

“Almost,” I replied.

“Tell me when you are, PomPom,” she said in a command voice, clearly demonstrating her authority over me.

Sabrina also called out, “Yes, PomPom, get your ass out here; it’s time for your initiation.”

I put on the collar and slipped into the awkwardly high heels and called back, “I’m ready.”

Karen then ordered me, “Come on out, PomPom.”

I did, and involuntarily shrank back into the persona of the innocent shy girl I used to be last week. I was so nervous I couldn’t even look any of the three girls in the eye.

Sabrina spoke up immediately and rudely, “Nice tits!” just to see me blush, which I did, as she added, “PomPom, get me a beer.”

“Ok,” I said.

I started toward the fridge, but she objected, “No, respond like a good PomPom.”

I pondered this for a moment and then remembered what Karen had said, so I responded dutifully, “Yes, Mistress Sabrina.”

Sabrina laughed raucously as she said, “Mistress? I love it! I was just expecting ma’am.”

I blushed again, but went and grabbed her a beer, using the time to rally my courage. I handed it to Sabrina and said, now able to look her straight in the eye, “Here you are, Mistress Sabrina.”

I then looked to Ashley and offered politely, “May I get you anything, Mistress Ashley?”

Ashley’s face went red and she froze for a few moments in stunned silence before she regrouped and finally said, “Yes please, Jenny. I’ll have a beer as well.”

Karen then added, “Get me one too, PomPom slave.”

“Yes, Mistress Karen,” I said, and went and got two more beers.

I handed them both their beers and stood at attention like a maid would, already getting a bit turned on by my subservient role. I could do this. What’s more, I was born to do this!

Karen demanded, “Get yourself a beer, slut, then come and join us.”

“Yes, Mistress Karen,” I obeyed, noticing Ashley’s surprised face at my being called a slut.

I returned and then sat down on the one remaining empty chair. Karen then announced, “It’s now Truth or Dare time for our little PomPom girl.”

I knew immediately that soon all my secrets would be revealed; yet I wasn’t worried, but rather relieved that the charade would come to an end. I would be outed to these two girls tonight just like I’d always known I would be, I would serve as their whore tonight, and that was the way it was. I realized I was looking forward to being their whore, especially Ashley’s, yet even Sabrina’s bossy demeanour had me going.

Karen took charge of course, saying, “Our PomPom can go first. As a matter of fact, slut Jenny, you may have all the turns. Truth or Dare?”

“Truth,” I said.

“Have you ever fucked a boy?”

“No,” I answered truthfully.

Sabrina then asked, “Truth or Dare?”

“Truth,” I said again.

“Have you ever been with a girl?”

“Yes,” I replied not at all ashamed, my gaze not leaving Sabrina’s. I gained confidence. Since I knew we were all sexual girls, and sworn to silence, which these three obviously were even if it hadn’t been done formally, I didn’t have a single secret I’d be reluctant to share. Bring it on!

Sabrina added, “Good to know,” and took a sip of her beer.

Ashley then looked at me and I said, “Truth” before she could even ask.

Ashley pondered for a short while and finally asked, “Why did you decide you wanted to become a cheerleader?”Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

An innocent question on the surface, but my answer turned out anything but as I explained, “Mistress Karen suggested it over the phone on Sunday.” I then paused for dramatic effect before adding, “Which was the day after I ate her out while she was at work.”

Ashley let out a stunned gasp, while Sabrina gave Karen an ‘I knew it’ smirk. I casually took a swallow of my beer. Tried to do it casually anyway in spite of my jangling nerves.

Karen then asked, “Truth or Dare?”

“Truth,” I continued my comfortable pattern.

“How did you end up between my legs?” she asked, knowing perfectly well the answer.

I then explained, in lengthy detail for over ten minutes, between several more swallows of beer to help me give them more dramatic pauses, the whole sordid story from my masturbating fantasy, to Megan’s seduction of me, to the encounter with Karen at her work which had led to such a delicious threesome.

Sabrina brayed, “I knew it! I knew there had to be a reason. It made no sense that you would suddenly become a PomPom.”

Karen defended me by saying, “And she is making an excellent PomPom, aren’t you my slut?”

“Yes, Mistress Karen,” I responded obediently.

“Truth or dare?” Sabrina queried.

“Truth,” I responded.

“Do you want to eat my pussy?” she asked, opening her legs slightly.

“Yes, Mistress Sabrina, I would love to eat your pussy,” I said so courteously and matter-of-factly it was as if she’d offered me a coffee.

“Then come and do it,” Sabrina demanded.

“All in good time,” Karen countermanded.

“Fine,” Sabrina huffed.

It was Ashley’s turn, and I said, before she could ask me a question, “Dare.” I thought it would be fun to see what the shy one of the group would request. She sat there for a long time, unsure what to ask.

Sabrina said, “Make her eat your pussy. I bet she wants to.”