Down and Down She Goes
By Saphhia
Chapter Two
A Gradual Realization
I used to be nearly beside myself as I downed two fingers of single malt scotch. Trying throughout the bar, I used to be sure that nobody might ever have suspected that this well-dressed, exquisitely coiffed younger lady was harboring a disastrous secret. How might they?
I had virtually run out of the workplace after my encounter with Vanessa, my new nemesis. I had all the time puzzled simply how she would get forward of me, and now it was all too clear. Izzy had stopped me in fact, confirming the truth that I had agreed to Ms. Value’s plans to steal my circumstances out from below me.
She had given me that look; the one you get after they know one thing that you simply hope they do not. I can’t think about she hadn’t seen my clothes scattered about within the nook as she left my workplace; me sequestered below my very own desk, bare, with Vanessa’s foot buried deep in my mouth. She was a sensible lady. She could have already deduced that one thing a shade off-color was going down.
Ultimately, she hoped that all the pieces can be alright, involved that I hadn’t shared no matter it was that was forcing me to relinquish my circumstances. How might I? If she knew even the very first thing about what was truly occurring, I would be mortified.
As anticipated, a message was ready for me once I arrived dwelling, not fairly, however very almost half within the bag. My cellphone had rung within the tavern, however I dared not reply it, for worry of it being Vanessa.
“Oh, whats up, Skunk. I simply needed to thanks for having that little chat with Isabelle for me. All these essential circumstances simply popped into my itinerary for the week. I am unable to thanks sufficient. I suppose I ought to most likely let you realize precisely why you’re going to be needing the week off. Effectively, my little slave, you may be performing some duties for me whilst you’re off. Except for these luscious lashes which might be scarring up so properly in your again, I assumed I ought to provide you with one thing you possibly can see extra readily.”
She cleared her throat, creating somewhat theatrical stress, I believe. “You may be going to 4587 Swanson Avenue tomorrow. I’ve already made the appointment for one within the afternoon, so do not be late. She’ll expect you. Bye, Skunk.” And identical to that, she ended the decision.
I attempted to think about simply what she had deliberate. An appointment? Certainly, she wasn’t going to do something too outrageous. I immediately had visions of some overzealous hairstylist having at my hair. I imagined worst, in fact, and clippers would undoubtedly be concerned. I sat up dreading the subsequent day however lastly dozed off with out ever making it to my mattress.
I managed to maintain a small breakfast down as I frightened myself sick over the appointment. I regarded up the tackle on Google Earth, and all I got here away with was an empty storefront. It was a seedy a part of city, and the picture was undoubtedly old-fashioned.
As I pulled up in entrance, I used to be confronted with a picture that was not all that far faraway from the one on the pc. Except for a number of small pictures within the window, there was nothing. It was as I approached that I spotted simply what the appointment was for. The seedy little store was a tattoo parlor.
I assumed for a second about getting again in my Bentley, however then, what if phrase that I had chickened out received again to Vanessa? What sort of hell would she create for me if I began disobeying her instructions? It would not be my first ink, having had a fragile chain stenciled round my ankle some years earlier than. I did not for a second assume that this was going to be something so innocuous.
As I opened the door, the stench of stale cigarette smoke hit my nostrils, and I used to be instantly unimpressed. In fact, that was nothing in comparison with the response I had when the heavy-set butch walked out from behind the wall and welcomed me inside.
“You Harriet?” She grumbled, shaking her head.
“Sure. I imagine I’ve an appointment?” I queried.
“You imagine proper. Now get your ass within the again so I can get this finished on you. I am nonetheless attempting to determine why the…nicely, not my snatch. Ha!” She chortled, indicating a worn Naugahyde bench that was solely simply hidden from the view of the entrance home windows.
“What precisely…”
“Do not you are concerned your fairly little ass about it, candy cheeks. Speakin’ of which, get ’em off.” She gestured to my denims, which I had stooped to sporting that day.
“And your shirt, except you do not prefer it an excessive amount of. I are usually a bit messy with the ink.” She appeared to have all the pieces laid out, together with what regarded like a blindfold. As soon as I had stripped, one thing I used to be getting all too good at, I slipped onto the bench, the plastic floor sticking to be nerve moistened ass.
“I would actually prefer to know what…”
“You ain’t gonna know ’til I am finished.” She held out the blindfold. “Courtesy of your lawyer buddy.”
Sighing, I took the satin blindfold from her and laid again, permitting the darkness to envelop me. I felt the lady urgent what should have been a switch of some kind onto my mons, of all issues, proper above my cunt. She should have realized that every one that hair had been lasered off, as there wasn’t going to be the slightest stubble. She should have additionally recognized that no matter she put there was going to be on show for good.
“Effectively, this is goes nothin’, I assume.” She giggled, as I felt the primary sting of the needle towards my delicate pubis.
With no breaks in any respect, and hour and a half later, she declared no matter she had tattooed me with, completed. She cleaned me up, slathering some kind of ooze onto my intercourse, and at last allowed me to lose the blindfold. In fact, by this time, your entire space was lined with a dressing, leaving me at nighttime nonetheless.
“2 hundred.” She sneered, holding out her hand anticipating to be paid.
“I do not even know what I am paying you for.” I spat, lifting 4 fifties out of my purse and handing them over.
“Oh, you may discover out quickly sufficient, Skunk.” She mused. “You actually let her name you that?”
All I might do was nod as I could not wait to dress and out of that store. After I would managed to ease my denims up over my tender intercourse, the lady laughed.
“That’ll be sore for a number of days, then it’s going to itch, however do not scratch it, otherwise you’ll mess it up. Hey, at the least no one’ll get your identify flawed to any extent further, huh?” She cackled as I disappeared into my automotive and drove away.
The concept I had let some nameless lady mark me with ink was getting me sizzling. I used to be flabbergasted over that, too. No matter design she had engraved on my cunt was definitely prearranged by my new Mistress. I hated the concept of calling Vanessa Mistress, however there was no mistaking that this was who she was now.
Earlier than I arrived dwelling, my cellphone rang, and I simply assumed it was Vanessa. “I see you have adopted my directions, Skunk. Effectively, there will not be any peeking till tonight. Belief me, I am going to know in the event you’ve regarded. I need you down on the membership at eight o’clock. Understood?”
“Sure, Mistress.” I sleezed, rubbing the bandage by means of my denims, feeling the extent of the ink. This was no little flower or something. I used to be pretty sure it lined my complete pussy. What the fuck am I doing?
“Good lady. Put on one thing saggy. Do your self a favor, Skunk. Simply fake you are not a high-priced lawyer. It isn’t an excessive amount of of a stretch, proper?” She laughed. “See you quickly, slave.”
As a lot as I used to be dying to see what was below the bandages, I dared not even peek. For all I knew, there was some little piece of thread or one thing that the lady had been instructed to plant. So, I simply waited it out. I imagined that Vanessa wasn’t going to maintain me in suspense. She put the damned factor there. I figured she’d be troubled to see what I would paid for.
She’s a Stinker
As I walked into the membership, I used to be stunned to be stopped by safety as I handed. Everybody knew me there, however the way in which I used to be dressed most likely had them guessing. The loose-fitting sweatpants and outsized hoodie made me look decidedly beneath my station. “Sure?”
“Ms. Musgrove? Sorry, I did not acknowledge you. Going incognito or one thing?” The youthful man requested, elevating an eyebrow.
“Or one thing.” I agreed, persevering with to the entrance counter. As soon as there, I used to be instantly taken apart and stripped, with out a lot as a by your depart. “What on earth?” I squawked, aggravated by the tough dealing with of the boys.
“Owned slaves get stripped on the door, Skunk.” The one argued, tossing my garments to the lady behind the counter, who rapidly stashed them someplace out of sight. I used to be left standing, bare, aside from the white dressings overlaying my intercourse. With out even asking the one leaned down and divested me of the dressing as nicely. It appeared that everybody within the room would get a have a look at my disgrace, myself included.
A spherical of laughter preceded my being allowed to bend, taking in what had been so forcibly embossed on my intercourse. There, in stark black and white, was a caricature of a skunk, one thing that vaguely jogged my memory of Pepe Le Pew. If that wasn’t unhealthy sufficient, in daring inch-high lettering above was, Lil’ Stinker!, for all to see.
I could not even think about the look on my face because the employees and some of the visitors, a few of whom I knew, took benefit of this humiliating tattoo. I used to be the one one who wasn’t laughing.
Lastly, one of many staffers had mercy on me and led me down the hallway to what I remembered being Vanessa’s non-public room. “Kneel right here, till your Mistress comes.” He ordered.
And so, I knelt. After what appeared like an hour of 1 humiliating stare after the subsequent, the door lastly opened behind me. “You must have knocked, Skunk.” She scolded, pulling me backward by my braided hair.
“Sorry, Mistress. The person mentioned that I…”
“The person mentioned? Since when do you take heed to what any man says?” She spat, belittling me as I used to be pushed down into the ground in entrance of her. This indignant act lasted all of a minute or two earlier than she let free with a raucous snigger. “Oh! That is even higher than I imagined!” Pointing at my cunt with each fingers. “Lil’ Stinker! Oh, that is wealthy! I imply I paid her additional to suppose up one thing demeaning, however Jesus Christ!”
“You imply you did not…”
“The skunk, nicely yeah. It’s your identify in spite of everything.” She admitted, permitting for my query, unpunished. “However that, that’s so fucking degrading!”
My humiliation was so intense, that I swear I very almost handed out proper in entrance of her. “Sure, it’s degrading, Mistress.” I whimpered, pathetically.
“Effectively, I suppose that is it for you and intercourse, huh?” Vanessa teased however realizing that she was so proper. What individual would have something to do with a cunt marked with so ridiculous a tattoo. “I imply, it suits, proper? That is how you bought your identify.”
“Sure, Mistress.”
“Inform me, Skunk. What does the tattoo say?”
“Lil’ Stinker,” I murmured, ashamedly.
“What, I cunt hear you?” She yelled.
“Lil’ Stinker!” I blurted.
“Louder!” She pressed.
“Lil’ Stinker!”
“Once more!”
“Lil’ Stinker! Lil’ Stinker!”
“What’s your identify?”
“Lil’ Stinker!” I shouted, not likely listening to her query.
“Is it, now?” She chuckled. “Sure, I do suppose it’s, or perhaps simply Stinker, for brief? Is not that proper, Stinker?”
“Sure, Mistress.” I simpered, nearly in tears from my humiliation.
“Any more, Harriet Musgrove, at any time when anybody asks your identify, you are going to inform them what it’s, aren’t you.” Vanessa raged.
The thought of this humiliation carrying over into my common life was unimaginable, however I used to be in no place to refuse her. “Sure, Mistress.”
She held out her hand, looking for a handshake, and for a second I used to be confused. Not realizing what she needed, I complied. “Good night. Vanessa Value, lawyer for Musgrove and Younger, and, you might be?” She paused, ready for my reply.
“Lil’ Stinker.” I sighed, shaking her hand as if I used to be actually simply assembly her.
“Oh, simply think about your disgrace, Stinker. Simply think about it.” She laughed, nearly insanely. “Oh, that is a lot extra enjoyable than I ever imagined it being.”
She could not presumably be severe? I would be the laughing inventory; drummed out of the agency. Oh, my god, what if she was? I used to be shocked to find that my fingers had wandered right down to my folds, frigging myself shamelessly over the concept of such a degrading show of depravity.
Every thing I would constructed my life into was in jeopardy, all due to an opportunity liaison with an keen colleague together with her personal set of kinks. I felt I wanted to say one thing in my protection, however what was there to say? I had already submitted to her at work and been marked by her, twice. I used to be slipping down a slope that was a one-way ticket to ruination.
Vanessa laughed at my feeble ministrations as I masturbated over my very own obvious downfall. “You actually are pathetic. Take a look at you, no disgrace in any respect.” She stooped down, trying me eye to eye. “You discover this so thrilling, do not you, Stinker? Masturbating, whereas I slowly disassemble you, bit by tantalizing bit.” She slapped me, not as soon as however thrice throughout my face, the tangy taste of blood spreading by means of my mouth, as my tongue searched the small lower that had been opened inside my lip.
I had no selection however to agree together with her. It was apparent that though my thoughts was screaming over my impending demise, my cunt was in heaven, relishing the potential humiliations to come back. What might this lady have in retailer for me? What might she do? Something she needed, I made a decision. “Sure, Mistress. It’s thrilling.” I lastly admitted.
I regarded down at my hand, furiously rubbing at my clitoris, the freshly-inked skunk, and people insipid phrases vibrating as I insulted my flesh with my well-manicured fingertips.
Seeing as your cunt is out of service, for now, I’ve one thing extra demeaning so that you can do, slave.” Vanessa walked throughout the room, flopping down on a big throne-like chair. She unfold her legs, propping them up on the ornate arms, and pointed between her legs on the ground beneath her. Crawling on all fours, I slithered, till I used to be nose to nose together with her completely groomed pussy.
I might scent her, and knew she too was aroused by what was occurring between us. I waited till she pointed on the moist folds and delicately trimmed thatch of darkish curls. “You’ll lick my asshole, slave. One stinker servicing one other, oh, it is too good to be true.” She gushed, guiding my face into her crack till my tongue was pressed obscenely towards her sweaty little rosebud.
By necessity, my nostril was buried between her labia, the tip moistened by her copious arousal. I started to lick, to worship her exit, the purpose by which all that was rejected by her physique was expelled. I tasted the acrid taste of her as my tongue pressed inside, looking out, deeper and deeper as I debased myself. Her moans of enjoyment drove me to probe as deep as my tongue would permit, her juices working over my face as her cunt drooled down my lips.
Lastly, she pushed me away. Smiling as she regarded down at me, my face absolutely a multitude, coated in her juices and smelling of her ass. “Superb, Stinker. I believe we have discovered one thing that you’re truly good at. That is your new title, I believe. Lil’ Stinker, ass licker, esquire.” She chuckled, pushing my face to the ground together with her naked foot.
All I needed to do was take note of my cunt, which was screaming to be touched. My arms have been locked at my sides as she pressed more durable and more durable together with her foot till the chilly laborious ground started to dig into my cheek and jaw.
“Stick your nugatory tongue out, and lick the ground at my ft, Stinker.” She ordered. “Rub that icky little nub between your legs whereas you concentrate on what you are doing.” As her foot lifted from my face, I turned, smelling the dank stone earlier than me, and increasing my tongue till the gritty floor was pressed towards my open mouth. I licked, one lengthy stroke, all of the filth swept up directly. Now permitted, my fingers as soon as once more discovered my cunt, streaming its fragrant slime as my tongue paid homage to the flagstones at my Mistress’s ft.
It was past humiliating, past degrading, it was essentially the most vile, dehumanizing act I had ever dedicated, and I used to be loving each second of the wicked spectacle I have to be presenting to my colleague. With this information, to know the depths to which I might stoop, there was no restrict to what she may be planning for me.
“Sufficient, Stinker, sufficient.” She lastly eased, rolling me onto my again with a agency however insistent kick to my facet. “You’re the most pathetic creature I’ve ever seen, Harriet Musgrove, and I’m solely too happy to oversee your undoing.”
I moaned, my fingers nonetheless working my intercourse unrelentingly, as she put me in my place. She stood over me, relieving herself as she straddled my face, her urine soaking my face and hair as she laughed. “You’re mine, Stinker. Mine. You’ll know the way wicked I actually am as I take you to locations you possibly can’t even think about. Oh, I am going to let you follow, however solely below my strict supervision. There shall be modifications, modifications that shall be laborious to hide as you try to hold on together with your pathetic vanilla life.”
Earlier than I reached my orgasm she pushed her bare foot into my face, urgent as laborious as she might till I used to be unable to attract a breath. Struggling for a second, I allowed her to forestall me till stars slowly began appearing on the edges of my imaginative and prescient. The wave of enjoyment coursed by means of me as my thoughts pale into darkness. I had come, however at what value?
Once I lastly got here to, I used to be alone. Vanessa was nowhere to be seen, however I might see the staffer standing guard on the open door. Coated head to toe in urine and filth, I received to my ft, barely. My head was swimming, and I figured it had one thing to do with being asphyxiated a number of moments earlier than.
The place usually I might have been afforded a bathe in one of many luxurious bogs close to the concierge, I used to be tossed the saggy garments I had arrived in and compelled to decorate within the foyer. Nonetheless stinking of piss and ass, I climbed into my costly automotive and drove dwelling, not likely caring if the upholstery bore the marks of my debasement.
I stripped within the storage, not likely caring who noticed me bare at that time. Lastly, after I used to be sure a number of of my neighbors should absolutely have seen me, I closed the door and headed inside. As I anticipated, a message was ready for me on my cellphone, which I would left at dwelling at Vanessa’s course.
“You made it dwelling. Good. Now I think about you wish to take an extended sizzling bathe proper about now, however I’ll insist you reside in that pores and skin for the night time. Curl up on the ground and sleep like little stinker, now, will not you? Good night time, Harriet. Oh, I’ve arrange one other appointment for you tomorrow. 458 Principal Avenue. Ten o’clock, Stinker. Do not be late.”
I tossed the cellphone down on the kitchen desk, and stood there, nonetheless bare, and nonetheless reeking of Vanessa’s piss. By now, it had begun to dry onto my hair and pores and skin and I used to be determined to bathe. Being little ‘stinker’ I adopted my Mistress’s decree and resisted the necessity.
My physique ached, my face harm, and my lip was swollen from the place she had slapped me. I regarded within the mirror, which was a feat unto itself, my matted look nearly surprising. It was a small lower, attributable to certainly one of my canines because it sliced into the nook of my mouth. Shrugging it off, contemplating the bigger image, I poured a wholesome quantity of scotch right into a glass and plopped myself down in entrance of the fuel insert, and cranked it as much as excessive. If I used to be going to sleep bare on the ground, I used to be at the least going to be heat.
Skinning the Skunk
Morning got here all too quickly, with the alarm I had set on my cellphone clanging away in my addled mind. Reaching for it, blindly, I shut it off and dragged myself to the lavatory. Vanessa had mentioned that I could not bathe that night time however mentioned nothing concerning the morning. I had an appointment, in spite of everything, and lord knew what which may entail.
The water felt heavenly because it coursed over my disgustingly filthy physique. It took fairly a number of tries to lastly get the scent of Vanessa’s pee off my physique however particularly, out of my hair. After almost forty-five minutes, I emerged, pruned, however clear. Brushing my tooth and managing to get the final of the grit from between my tooth, I rapidly downed a cup of black espresso.