the bed she looked at the clock – it was a little after seven a.m. and she had slept later than she had in a long time. She stood carefully and padded across to her case. She popped the lid and selected a simple skirt and blouse – underneath she saw the shirt her Master had wrapped her in. She lifted it to her nose and drank in deep breaths of his scent, she longed for him to be waiting for her and for a second she felt his breath on her bare shoulder.
The door opened and the little slave walked in, she seemed startled to see China up and around.
“Master asked me to check on you,” she whispered, she was obviously excited by China.
“What is your name?” China asked as she pulled out the clothes she was going to wear.
“I have no name yet,” was the reply.
China looked her up and down; her eyes took in the girl’s dress and stance.
“You will help me dress.” China gave her the skirt and blouse to hold as she pulled out new stockings, boots and a make-up case.
The girl walked to the bed and made it before laying the clothes out neatly; she turned to watch China and waited for further instructions.
“Run me a bath. What time does your Master usually wake?”
“Seven – he was up early this morning Ma’am.” China fixed her gaze on the novice and judged her.
“I am simply China, I am not Ma’am or Mistress, just China.” The girl nodded and trotted off to run the bath.
China stared out the window and took in the gardens, it was very spacious.
Master did not have a garden although his flat was filled with dragon trees and tropical plants; the lush greenery filled the rooms with oxygen.
“Your bath will be ready in a few minutes, China”
She turned and faced the girl, running the nail on her index finger around the novice’s mouth, caressing it gently. She felt the girl shiver with excitement. China leaned forward so her face was close to the girl’s.
She looked into her eyes and held her position, dragging the second into an eternity before kissing the novice softly.
The soft moan that escaped the girl’s lips made China smile, she remembered her first kiss from another woman, the anticipation, the thrill.
The bath was deep and hot, China lay back and closed her eyes to enjoy the sensation of the water lapping at her body. The novice hovered close by, she offered perfumes and soaps but China declined them all. Eventually the girl stopped chattering and excused herself to check on her Master. China smiled and relaxed – her hand pressed the lips of her sex, two fingers pressed her lips, exposing her clitoris to the warmth of the water until she could no longer hold herself back, arched her back, lifted her pelvis to the surface of the water and stroked her clitoris until she climaxed.
Gill watched various people come over to J; they seemed to ignore her as they talked to him. She wondered if she looked pathetic kneeling by his side, her knees were starting to hurt and she longed to stand up.
A woman swept towards them and Gill was bowled over by the outlandish outfit she wore – it seemed to be made up of endless waves of leather and buckles. She made a beeline for J but couldn’t take her eyes off Gill as they talked.
“It’s so good to see you again, J. Who is this delicious little creature you have brought along?” the Domme purred, Gill blushed slightly.
“Her name is China, I am teaching her.” Gill pushed her chest forward, straightening her back.
“Bring her into the back; let’s see how delicious she is.”
J stood and Gill followed, her transformation was not complete, she was still torn between her old and new name. They walked quickly through double doors and down a small flight of steps, J and the Domme talked like old friends and when they reached another set of doors J turned to face Gill for the first time since they had arrived.
“Do as you are told, do not let me down.” He instructed, she nodded and followed them inside.
The world changed around her, there was a heavy scent in the air that seemed to be a mixture of PVC, leather and sweat; Domme’s and Dom’s chatted in the half light, submissives of every shape and style waited patiently for instructions. It felt like half the room turned to look at them, and for the first time Gill felt like she was being judged openly. She also felt over dressed. As she watched the Dom’s she noticed that none of them looked like J – he wore a suit and polo neck jumper, conservative compared to those around them and yet he fitted in perfectly.
In the centre of the room sat a round table cluttered with glasses and bottles. Various chairs had been pulled up and couples chatted excitedly as they approached. J’s companion threw her arms out and hugged a small blonde.
“This is the infamous J,” she purred. J smiled and shook the woman’s hand.
“How wonderful to meet you at last, I have a young slave that is being a bit feisty and I wondered if you could take a look at her sometime?” she asked.
Gill could feel the respect oozing out of the group and she felt glad she was with him, it elevated her spirit.
“This is my new submissive, China,” J announced guiding her forward; they looked into her face and admired her make-up.
J leaned into her so his mouth was close to her ear.
“Slip the dress off your shoulders, show them how beautiful your breasts are.”
Gill stood rooted to the spot unable to move, she was being told to expose herself to a roomful of complete strangers.
“Do it, now,” J pushed. Gill felt her hands slip to her shoulders and eased down the material; it fell down her body and arms, her breasts came into view and when she shrugged the dress fell to her waist.
“Magnificent,” one of the sitters said out loud, the voice belonged to a portly man in his fifties. “How long have you had her?”
J turned to look China in the eyes, as the dress had been peeled away so had the remnants of her nine-to-five life, the transformation was complete.
“I think you can safely say I have owned China all her existence,” J stated. China felt the rush of heat return between her legs. The dress fell further and then to the floor – her entire body was now on show but she maintained the correct position demanded by her Master.
FIVE
The hotel room seemed barren and quiet compared to the club and China stood motionless as she waited for J to return from the bathroom. He seemed pale and drawn but his eyes sparkled as soon as he looked at her again. She wanted him; she wanted to feel the hardness of his body deep inside her, taking her.
He stood behind her, his fingers trailed down her body and explored her nakedness; she felt his breath on her neck and ached for his touch to become more intimate.
He leaned into her softly, and wrapped his arm around her, she panicked for a moment unsure of what he required of her, then relaxed as he whispered into her ear.
