The New Girl

Written by Iron Badger

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The author also assumes NO responsibility if the reader is offended by work of this type, as it does contain elements that may offend some readers, including bondage and domination, and in some cases, discipline. Consider yourselves warned, so there.

Kelly looked at the vixen sitting across from her skeptically. She spoke. "So you want to work for me, and you claim to be a submissive."

The rust furred and black haired female smiled. There was a certain challenging gleam in her eye.

"Yes Ma'am, I am."

Kelly snorted. The girl was too arrogant to be a sub.

The owner and operator of The Velvet Glove had been in the business a long time now and she had rejected plenty of candidates for her establishment. Real subs -- those who were genuinely into the lifestyle -- were extremely rare. But posers who didn't really know what it took were common. Most of them crumpled up at the first touch of the cane or whip -- It took an inner strength and a high pain threshold most people didn't honestly possess to be a full time professional submissive sex slave in an exclusive house.

But many tried to pass themselves off as one because the money was incredible. A real sub could make as much money per session as a shuttle pilot made in a week -- and needn't work more than once or twice in a month, unless she chose to.

Speedheal technology made permanent damage more or less impossible, and sessions could get extremely intense. A girl could conceivably work every day, healing between customers, safe from disease and fresh for a new whipping until she dropped from exhaustion. Kelly wouldn't allow a girl to do that to herself. The psychological damage would be terrible, and it was a bad business practice besides. She ran a good house, and her girls were her friends, as well as employees.

For those who were into it, there were few other professions that paid as well as BDSM sex, and in a house, there was no danger from customers who could not leave until the girl's safety and condition had been assured.

Exceeding the preestablished limits brought a quick trip to the police station for contract violation, rape, and assault with intent -- all of which were agreed to beforehand by the carefully screened customers, who received privacy from monitoring in return. All of which meant a wealthy career for a girl who could take it.

And this one claimed to have what it took.

Kelly wondered if the vixen knew what the interview requirements were like. She would find out shortly.

The house mistress was bisexual, and as a privilege of her position, she required a girl to prove herself personally.

Kelly felt a tingle beginning to build between her own legs as she looked at the younger female. The girl had given the professional name Lavender on her resume. The real name was on it as well, but Kelly only glanced at it. In the house, only working names were used. The real one was only important for legal purposes -- and the girls received payment directly into coded accounts that they had their own passwords for. So real names were unimportant.

Kelly gazed at the girl a long moment. She was wearing a dark reddish-purple knee length skirt and stockings, a wine red business blazer, off-white shirt and high heeled pumps. It was about what you might expect of any femme applying for a position in any corporation.

And its tight fit was beginning to turn Kelly on.

Lavender had long black hair that fell to the middle of her back and threw blue highlights. Her fur was a deep rust red with black lower arms and legs. Her ventral shading where visible was white in color. It was quite attractive, and she clearly took very good care of it all. This was a real asset, as many males and females were very particular about the looks and length of hair and fur on a girl when contracting for her services.

She appeared to have a generous bustline, as well as a slim waist and wide hips. Kelly hadn't seen her bottom when she'd come in, but if it was like the rest of the package she would be quite stunning all around. Her eyes were a cool blue, she noted with almost clinical detachment. They were lovely. Overall, she was the very picture of sweet femininity.

Kelly decided to try her out.

"You realize you will be required by contract to accept some considerable abuse?"

At the girls nod, she continued. "You won't have to accept a contract if the terms make you uncomfortable, but on this station, contracts are the law, and you cannot violate one without serious penalties. Once accepted, you must complete it."

Kelly was talking only for form's sake. Lavender would have had to agree to full contract law compliance just to get to Starcorp 1 in the first place. The space stations were their own law out here. Starcorp 1 had been set up as a recreational attraction from the beginning, and Kelly's establishment was very popular. The law was that you abided by contracts up here, or you would be expelled. Kelly was under no obligation to accept contracts for her house's services -- but once a contract was agreed to, and entered into the station records, it was absolute. The only restrictions on contracts were that no one could agree to one that required their death -- there were no other restrictions on legally filed service contracts, and if someone really wanted to agree to a contract that called for scars and major trauma, it was legal. With Speedheal, they wouldn't be permanent anyway.

There were major penalties for noncompliance however. If a girl agreed to do something very painful, and lost her nerve halfway through, it could cost Kelly her ownership of the house, as well as permanent exile. And a customer could insist on completion, even with a girl begging for mercy and unable to bear any more. So Kelly tried new potential girls out VERY thoroughly before trusting them with what amounted to her personal reputation , and their own safety. No one was forced to work here, and the waiting list for openings was a long one, so the girls had to be the very best to even be allowed in. They also had to be able to take or give the heaviest sexual torture on demand and smile, once they had agreed to do so. Kelly had more Doms than subs, and needed to balance the staff a bit better. If Lavender worked out, she would be a valuable asset.

The girl agreed to the terms -- she had to submit to Kelly, and she had to accept anything Kelly wanted to do to her without protest. If she could do that, she was in.

The rust colored vixen gave her a dazzling smile, and asked when she was to start? Kelly smiled slowly and stood up. She picked up a switch lying on the desk and walked around to stand in front of the seated vixen , slapping it gently in her palm.

"Right now. Bend over my desk and grip the far edge."

Lavender was a bit hesitant, staring at the length of rattan in slightly apprehensive fascination. Kelly tapped her foot a little impatiently.

"If you can take a good solid caning, and all the rest of it, you may be suitable." She slid the switch under the younger females chin and forced it up gently , so that she had to look into the older Dom's black eyes.

Kelly's fur was an unspectacular ochre in color. Though she devoted considerable time to making it shine, it was considered rather plain by the current standards of beauty. Her hair was her glory -- it reached to the base of her tail, and was a wild mane of absolute black. She usually tied a ribbon around it to control it about halfway down.

Kelly's body was excellent. She worked hard to keep a careful balance between muscle tone and pleasing softness. She smiled down at the younger girl. "If you can't take it right now, leave and don't bother coming back."

Lavender took the challenge, and stood up. She signed the interview contract, and bent over the desk. Kelly noted her blend of confidence and hesitation approvingly as she registered the contract with the central network. If it wasn't an act, she was a natural.

Kelly didn 't begin right away. After the computer told her the contract had been accepted and duly recorded, and was now in effect, she took her time walking around behind the girl and admiring the view. She gently ran her hand over the girl's ass. Kelly began stroking Lavender's bottom through the fabric of the skirt. After the girl had relaxed a bit, Kelly took hold of the skirt edge, and pulled it up to reveal lilac colored silk panties and a black lace garter belt. She pursed her lips in silent approval. The girl had taste.

Kelly stroked and fondled Lavender's ass through the soft silk, her touch alternately soft and sensual, and firmly possessive. Lavender began to moan softly, hips moving in tiny jerks in a circular motion as her arousal built. Kelly noted it all, analyzing the signs. She stopped caressing the girl's bottom and took hold of the panties with both hands, pulling them down slowly as the girl lifted her hips a little to help in her own stripping. Kelly took hold of Lavender's tail and pulled it up and to the side. She held the tip out to the vixen's hand and commanded her to hold it out of the way.

Lavender gripped her own tail tip, and writhed slightly as Kelly 's hand again stroked her bottom- this time wandering down to gently explore the lips of her vulva. She gasped as Kelly masturbated her gently, fingers sliding in and out of her now wet nether lips. She clenched her teeth and whimpered as the waves of pleasure began to build in her lower belly. Kelly stared at the girl in frank amazement. She has intended to see how easily the girl got aroused in order to better assess her reaction to being caned, but she was already starting to cum! Kelly decided it was time to begin, before the girl was completely over the top -- pain tolerance leapt to extraordinary levels in most everyone in the throes of orgasm, and she needed to see how the girl took it before then in order to judge her ablilty accurately.

Kelly took a firm grip on the cane and tapped Lavender's ass gently. The other girl stiffened slightly in anticipation, but slowly relaxed again as Kelly worked the switch up and down her ass in a series of featherlight taps too soft to even sting. After getting a good idea of Lavender's soft spots and bony areas, (which she would avoid, so as not to injure her,) the house mistress wound up for real. The first stroke caught Lavender relaxed, and right across the very bottom part of her ass above the thighs. This area was called the "sweet spot" by those in the lifestyle, and strokes there would stimulate the nerves in the vagina when done correctly. The vixen jerked, and made a soft cry at the sting as the cane left a deep welt across her bottom. She gasped as Kelly's next stroke landed a little above it, waves of pain and pleasure rippling through her body. Kelly began varying the intensity and frequency of the cane strokes, stopping occasionally to fondle the girl's stinging bottom. Tears began to course down Lavender's cheeks, and she sobbed as she bucked and tried to rub her clitoris against the edge of the desk, but she didn't ask for mercy or beg the mistress to stop. Kelly didn't bother to count, as she whipped the girl's bottom; she wanted to see how much she could take before she reached her limits.

Lavender's ass was a world of stinging welts, and she found herself going into a kind of trance. There was only the pain in her bottom, and the waves of pleasure washing through her being. She had been brought up in a strict family, and had found she liked being spanked young, and found intense satisfaction in the sensation, but this was a level of experience beyond her wildest fantasies. The cane continued to land hard on her rounded ass cheeks, but she was both aware of the pain and somehow detached from it. Lavender felt a far deeper sensation of rising pleasure start to build -- she began to moan loudly, hips bucking slowly on the desk and totally unaware of the older woman as she began to reach the most intense orgasm she had ever felt.

Kelly continued to whip the girl, but toned it down as she saw what was happening to her. She knew some girls liked to be caned hard, and some could achieve orgasm in the process, but this was the first time she'd ever seen it! And she wasn't faking it either -- the scent of arousal was too strong, the juice leaking from her pussy too copious to be anything but genuine.

Lavender's ass was aflame. The stinging pain only intensified the feelings of pleasure, and she went over the top. Her mind exploded as she lost all contact with where she was, the orgasmic waves overwhelming her, and she collapsed in a gasping heap, tremors still running through her body as she began to come down slowly.

Kelly stopped whipping the girl and gave in to temptation, slipping fingers into her own panties and into her pussy. She sighed deeply as she felt her own damply heated flesh. The house mistress stripped her own clothes off and began to masturbate as she reached again to finger the other girl, still bent over the desk. Kelly cupped her own breasts, fondling and tugging her nipple rings hard until they stung. She could not have taken such a welting herself, but she liked to play hard, and the smarting from her own nipples turned her on more.

She bent over the girl again. Lavender felt the fingers return. She gasped and spasmed as she began to build back towards orgasm again. Kelly couldn't stand it any more, and let go of the girl a little reluctantly. Her hands trembled in her own excitement as she stepped around the desk. She smiled down at Lavender, waiting impatiently for her to continue. Kelly got into one of the drawers, and took out the other tools she typically used to test a potential employee. They consisted of a variety of dildoes, a tube of lubricant, and large strap-on that she slipped into with a speed born of much practice.

The house mistress stroked the head of the large black dildo over the other girl's ass. It was designed to stimulate her as well when she used it on someone else. She popped the tube of gel lubricant open and coated her fingers. Lavender tensed a moment as she figured out what was certainly coming, but offered no protest as she felt Kelly's lubricated fingers begin to gently probe at her rectum. She gasped, and tried to relax as she felt the fingertips enter her ass. Kelly was experienced at this, and ran her finger gently around the inside rim. Lavender began to relax, as the sensation was not unpleasant. She felt a return of her excitement, as the older woman's fingers got more insistent, gently stretching her anus. Kelly smiled at the girl's moans and twitching as she thoroughly lubed and explored the tight little hole in front of her. She had already covered the dildo in lube, and taking her fingers out, she took hold of the other girl's hips and positioned the black rubber instrument.

Lavender felt the head of the dildo as it began to enter her rectum. She tried to relax, but the device was much larger than the fingers had been, and she felt a couple stabs of pain as it began to stretch her out. She gasped and whimpered, arching her back and squeezing more tears from her eyes, but did not beg for mercy as she felt it slide in. Lavender thought it might tear her open, and more tears sprang to her eyes. She gritted her teeth and sobbed, but just as she thought she couldn't take any more, it reached the maximum diameter, and did not stretch any more.

Kelly stopped pushing in as she gave her victim a chance to get used to the feeling of having a large member inside herself. She remembered the first time she had experienced this same sensation, and did not want it to be too traumatic for the girl. She'd be feeling it a lot from the clients. Bit by bit, she felt Lavender relax under her. Judging she was now able to take it, Kelly began to thrust slowly in and out.

The girl felt the dildo begin to slide slowly in and out of her ass, and found to her surprise that after the pain of the initial penetration faded, the sensation was pleasurable. She began to build again towards orgasm as the mistress began to thrust in and out more aggressively. Kelly felt her own pleasure building as she fucked the dildo in and out of the girl under her, the short end of the harness massaging her own clit. She heard the moans and gasps, felt the delicious rounded flesh and soft fur under her hands, and let her own orgasm build.

Kelly threw her head back and growled as she hit the peak herself. Her thrusting took on a savage intensity as she felt the hot waves move up from her belly and loins. Lavender came again as she felt the harder and more intense thrusting inside her. Kelly came moments later, head back and rising on tip toes as she thrust the dildo in all the way, grinding it into the other girls sore and welted ass cheeks. Lavender whimpering in mixed pain and pleasure at the incredible sensations she was feeling.

Both panted for a time, locked in place by afterglow and fatigue as their hearts hammered and breath came in short gasps. Then Kelly slid the dildo out of the other girl and stood back unsteadily on her feet.

Lavender rose slowly, feeling the soreness now that she had not felt while being caned. She rubbed at her bottom. It was tingling and stinging and throbbing in a way that she did not entirely mind. Kelly gestured to the private bathroom that opened off the office proper. It was a necessity she'd had put in at considerable expense, but it proved it's worth in times like these.

Both vixens cuddled while washing one another tenderly. Lavender was indeed a true sub, Kelly could see now, and the girl's eyes glowed as she attended her mistress. The older woman smile down at the younger one as she began to soap her privates with a gentle and loving touch. She managed to keep her professional attitude one moment longer, as she spoke.

"Congratulations, Lavender. You're hired."

The End
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