Step two

"Where were you?" my displeased husband greeted me.

"I, I was sitting at a cafe with a friend..."

"Some sitting you did, you can barely stand on your feet," my outraged husband scolded me.

Trying not to provoke a scandal, I slipped into the bathroom. There, locking myself in, I took off my clothes and stood under the cool streams of the shower. After washing, I felt much better. I put on fresh panties and, throwing on a robe, rushed to bustle around the house. I went to bed around three in the morning, just collapsed into bed and fell asleep...

"Some woman is calling for you! Wake up!" Kolya shook me, waving the phone in front of my face.

I peeled my eyes open with difficulty,

it was light, I took the receiver from my husband and answered:

"Hello."

"What, bitch, still sleeping?" I heard Valentina's angry voice.

I jumped out of bed and hurried to the toilet.

"Yes, I was sleeping," I said in a slurred voice.

"And where's 'hello, Mistress'? Where's 'good morning, Mistress'? Have you fucking lost your mind there?" Valentina continued to swear at me.

"Hello, Mistress!" I greeted her quietly.

"What? What are you whispering there? Speak louder!"

"Hello, Mistress!" I said louder.

"Hi, anyway, listen and remember, at 18:00 sharp you must be at my place, dress code is some kind of dress and that's it. Understood?"

"Yes!" I answered, and the receiver emitted an unpleasant series of short beeps.

I spent the whole day doing housework. Cooking, vacuuming, washing, mopping floors. While doing it, I thought about what I had gotten myself into. Everything that was happening frightened me quite a lot, but also excited me no less.

"Honey," I addressed my husband. "I need to go to my friend's place, she needs my help there. Will you two be bored alone?"

"Will you be long?" Nikolai asked, displeased.

"I don't know, maybe two or three hours," I answered. "If you want, you can drop Dasha off at my mom's."

"Okay, then I'll drop Dasha off and go to Andryukha's, we'll go somewhere for a beer," said Kolya.

"Alright then, I'll go to my mom's after my friend's, to pick up Dasha, and we'll call each other then."

"Okay," my husband agreed.

I hurried to the bathroom, quickly took off my robe and panties, took a shower, and started shaving my crotch. After about three minutes, my pussy was bare like a little girl's. After rinsing, I dried myself and my hair. Throwing on the robe, I returned to the room, took underwear and a dress from the closet, and ran back to the bathroom so as not to flash my bare pussy in front of my husband and daughter. I put on cute blue panties and a matching bra, and over them a blue denim dress that buttoned up the front.

After kissing my husband and daughter, I rushed outside. I reached the address I needed by public transport. Entering the building, I went up to the third floor, where I unbuttoned my dress and took off my bra and panties. Going back down to the first floor, I called the elevator. Taking the elevator to the floor I needed, I rang the doorbell of the Mistress's apartment.

About a minute later, Valentina opened the door; she was completely naked.

"Hi, good girl, you're on time!" she smiled. "Come in."

"Hello, Mistress!" I smiled and walked into the hallway, and Valentina locked the door behind me.

"Well, what are you waiting for, get undressed and on your knees."

I hurriedly unbuttoned the buttons on my dress, took it off, took off my shoes, and got on my knees.

"Good girl, did you take off your underwear in the hallway?"

I blushed and silently nodded.

"I thought so, give me the bag."

I handed the bag to the Mistress, and she opened it, took out my panties and bra. Throwing them on the floor, she said:

"Crawl to the room."

I crawled on all fours into the living room.

"Lie on the couch and show me your pussy in all its glory."

I lay down on the couch and spread my legs wide.

"Are you stupid? Quickly lift your legs up and spread your pussy!" Valentina said menacingly.

I lifted my legs up and spread my labia with my fingers.

"Did you shave well?" the Mistress asked.

"Yes, Mistress."

"Good girl!" Valentina sat down next to me and began gently feeling my crotch.

Finding my clitoris, she began to caress it; it felt good, and I started to moan softly. And Valentina, continuing to stimulate my clitoris, inserted a finger into my vagina, moving it smoothly. Then another finger was added, then another one. I couldn't hold back and cried out as I came. But the Mistress continued her actions; she inserted a fourth finger into me and, squeezing all her fingers together, moved them inside me, continuing to rub my swollen clitoris. And then, seizing the moment, she managed to insert the fifth finger of her hand, and her entire fist, with difficulty, but fit inside my vagina. My vision darkened and I came again, so much so that I even blacked out for a while.

When I came to, I saw that Valentina was sitting nearby watching something on the TV screen. Raising my head, I saw that she was watching the porn just filmed with me in the lead role. The entire screen showed my crotch and Valentina's hand moving deep inside me.

"See what a slut you are?" Valentina said, seeing I had regained consciousness. "My whole hand fit inside you."

I remained silent.

"Well, why are you silent, bitch, when I'm talking to you?!!" Valentina yelled at me.

"Yes, yes Mistress, I'm a slut!" I hurried to answer, continuing to lie with my legs spread.

"Did you like it?"

"Yes, Mistress, very much!"

"Well, and who is going to thank the Mistress?"

I immediately got down on the floor and, kneeling, found myself between Valentina's already spread, full legs. I started with kisses on the inner surface of her thighs, gradually moving to her crotch. The kisses turned into licking, which became faster and faster. My tongue explored every fold of the Mistress's pussy. Valentina began to moan and pressed my head to her with her palm. To my tongue and lips, I added my right hand; one finger dipped into the Mistress's vagina, and with my thumb, I began to massage her clitoris.

"Fuck me with your fingers!" Valentina exhaled.

I put two fingers together and began moving them inside the Mistress's vagina.

"Put it in my ass!"

I inserted the index finger of my left hand into the hole of her anus and began moving it quickly there too. And then Valentina let out several long cries and, trembling strongly, went limp. Guessing she had come, I carefully pulled my fingers out of her holes and sat down next to her on the couch.

"Have you gotten insolent, bitch?!!" the Mistress, having regained her senses, yelled at me. "Who the fuck allowed you to sit on the couch?!!"

She gave me a strong kick, pushing me onto the floor, where I immediately got up and knelt.

"Make me coffee and pour some cognac, there in the kitchen, and pour yourself a full glass of vodka," Valentina said, stretching.

"Yes, Mistress!" and I, wiggling my butt, crawled on all fours to the kitchen.

"Cognac and vodka are in the fridge, coffee is in the cupboard, put it in the coffee maker, I hope you can figure it out," the Mistress called after me.

After putting coffee in the coffee maker and turning it on, I filled a glass with cognac and a glass with vodka. Finding a tray, I put everything on it and slowly crawled back to the room on my knees. I crawled up to the couch and straightened up, holding the tray out in front of Valentina with outstretched arms. The Mistress took the glass, took a sip of cognac, and said:

"Put it on the couch."

I put the tray on the couch.

"Drink the vodka," Valentina ordered me.

Choking and gulping, I drank the vodka in several swallows.

"Good girl, now go to the bathroom and clean yourself up."

I crawled on all fours to the bathroom, where I took a shower. While I was rinsing off, the Mistress came into the bathroom. She climbed into the bathtub with me and said:

"Wash me."

"Yes, Mistress, of course, please sit down, I'll start with your head," I asked.

Valentina sat down on her butt, and I, taking the showerhead, wet her hair. Then, dropping shampoo into my palm, I lathered her hair. Then rinsed and lathered again with conditioner and rinsed again.

"Mistress, please stand up," I asked.

Valentina stood up, and I, soaping up a sponge, began to lather

her body. Then rinsed everything off. The Mistress climbed out of the bathtub, and I did too. Taking a towel, I dried her. Then in the bedroom, I helped Valentina get dressed. She put on only a white sundress with large tulips depicted on it. She didn't put on any underwear; I put on my sundress, and we went outside. We simply walked and strolled. Seeing some summer cafe, the Mistress turned towards it. We took a table.

"Order me a glass of wine, and for yourself, two hundred grams of vodka and orange juice," Valentina ordered me.

When the waitress came, I placed the order. Five minutes later, the girl placed a glass of red wine, a carafe of vodka, two shot glasses, a carafe of juice, and two glasses on our table.

"Well, let's clink glasses, bitch!" the Mistress said to me right in front of the waitress.

I blushed deeply, took the carafe of vodka, and began filling a shot glass. The waitress looked at us in bewilderment and went to other customers.

"Fill it full!" said Valentina.

I topped up the vodka to the rim of the shot glass. We clinked glasses and drank.

"Listen, since you're my bitch, we need to come up with a nickname for you," said the Mistress. "What do you think? Any ideas?"

"No, Mistress," I answered, shrugging.

"Drink some more," Valentina said thoughtfully.

I glugged vodka into the shot glass and drank it in one gulp.

"Unbutton the top three buttons on your dress," came the order.

I, somewhat embarrassed, unbuttoned the top three buttons on my dress. Nothing unusual happened; the dress continued to cover my body.

"Oh, I've got it, I'll call you Muska," the Mistress finally came up with. "How do you like that, huh?"

I shrugged, fiddling with a button on my dress, and said:

"It's kind of cat-like or something."

"And you need something dog-like?" Valentina laughed. "Well okay, then you'll be Zhuchka, Alma, Bonka, Buska, choose while I'm being nice."

"Can I be Bonka then?" I asked after thinking for a moment.

"So it's agreed," the Mistress smiled. "Well, let's drink now to your nickname, Bonya."

I again filled the shot glass to the brim and boldly tossed it back.

"Good, now show me your tits," Valentina said to me.

"But there are people here! They'll see!" I tried to resist.

"Bonya, bitch, I don't give a fuck about everyone, I want to see your lousy tits or do you want me to make you jerk off your pussy in front of everyone right now?!!" the Mistress hissed angrily, giving me a resounding slap.

Those around us immediately paid attention, and I, turning crimson, flung open the top of my dress, exposing my breasts for everyone to see. Valentina took a camera out of her purse and took several pictures.

"You can cover up your udder," she said. "Finish the vodka and pay, we're leaving."

I finished the vodka and, calling the waitress over and without looking her in the eyes, paid for the order; I felt everyone looking at us. We left the cafe and walked further down the street. I tried to button up my dress. But the Mistress said:

"Don't even think about it! And unbutton three more buttons from the bottom."

Sighing, I carried out the order, and now with every movement, my chest was exposed, and from the bottom, I was practically exposed up to my crotch. Then we came across a pet store on our way, and Valentina immediately went in. Stopping at the display with collars and leashes, the Mistress began carefully examining the available specimens. Finally, Valentina made her choice and, pointing a manicured finger at a cute narrow collar made of red patent leather, said:

"Bonya, buy this one and that leash over there."

I asked the salesperson for the needed collar and leash and paid. The Mistress then, right in front of the surprised saleswoman, put the collar on my neck, and we left the store.

Continuing our walk, we reached a park, gradually went deeper, and ended up in a fairly secluded spot.

"Bonya, take off your dress," the Mistress said gently.

Looking around, I took off my dress.

"Throw it away."

I threw the dress on the grass. Valentina took several pictures.

"Turn your back to me."

I turned around; the Mistress took another photo.

"Bend over."

I bent over.

"Spread your ass."

I spread my buttocks.

"Lie down on the grass."

Choosing a cleaner spot, I lay down on the grass.

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