"Show Master Mark your collar, Linda," Camille ordered her niece, now her submissive/slave. Opening the top buttons of her blouse, Linda approached me... Camille stopped her and corrected her with the words, "How do we properly display merchandise in this shop, Linda?"The coed stopped as if she were on a leash, which in fact she was, albeit a mental one, and finished unbuttoning the blouse and removed it. A glance at her aunt showed this was not enough and her cheer style shorts and the thong. I had to admit, it was pretty funny to think of Steve stuck as Sandyand wearing the uniform that he himself mandated for the girls. Istarted laughing as well. I wasn't sure if I was actually laughing atSteve's predicament, or just coping with things. For a while we bothjust laughed together."Thanks for doing this, even if it didn't go as planned," she saidgenuinely, "but I guess you owe it to me after stealing my body,fucking me, and getting me fired," she added with what I hoped was ahint. I had a best, BEST friend named Lauren. She had flawless, smooth, peach colored skin and big blue eyes. Her hair was a beautiful auburn color and spiraled down past her shoulders. And her lips were plump and curved perfectly. We did everything together. One night we decided she should stay the night at my house, since my parents were gone for the weekend and we could talk about things a little more private. My body filled with excitement when I heard the doorbell ring and ran downstairs to. But, Lorraine was not like Brenda.....Lorraine was not like Laura....Lorraine was in a hurry. She didn`t want what Brenda got..... Lorraine wanted "It" rough.She turned around, I could feel the warmth of her breath as she whispered in my ear "Just fuck me. Show me you`re a real man. Fuck my brains out"I grabbed her by the wrist and we rushed upstairs. She quickly undid her blouse, unzipped her skirt and let it fall to the floor while undoing her bra. She laid on the bed with her legs open.