First Time S & M Whore

Suellen certainly looked the part of a cheap S & M whore: black seamed hose, shiny pink patent 5 inch heels, a black leather miniskirt, and a translucent white nylon blouse that clearly showed the black bra underneath. Her long blonde hair swayed seductively and naturally. Well the hair was natural, even if the color had some help from a bottle. The heavy, dangling earrings framed her slutty makeup to perfection. No clip-ons for this girl. They were her only visible piercings presently. Tightly gripping the little white clutch purse with one hand, she tried unsuccessfully to keep the miniskirt from revealing the tops of her stockings and the black garters anchoring them.

She answered the Madam's questions carefully in a low voice, keeping her eyes down from shyness, embarrassment, fear, or most likely, a combination of all three.

"Yes, Ma'am, my Mistress sent me here for the weekend. She said that everything was arranged, and that you would see that I got in a full weekend of work."

"I'm pretty informal with the girls here, so you may call me Jessica," the Madam informed her. "That is, unless you become difficult, make trouble, fight with the other girls, or fail to give a customer total satisfaction. Then I won't be your friend, but your worst nightmare. Do you understand, Suellen?"

"Yes Ma'am, uh Jessica.

"Your Mistress and I went to college together back in the day...we sure had some wild times." Jessica told her with just a hint of a sigh.

"Well back to business. She's told me all about you and what she wants done with you this weekend. I know your little 'secret'", she told the furiously blushing girl.

"Don't worry, I won't tell anyone. But I rather suspect that our customers will find out, don't you think?"

"I... yes... I guess so, Mistr... Jessica. But what will happen to me when they do find out? Will they be mad? Will they hurt me?"

"Why, of course they will hurt you, silly slut. You're assignee to the S & M room all weekend. You are here to be used and tortured. That's what your Mistress wanted." Jessica added with a touch of sympathy, "Don't worry though. Actually, all your johns will know up front just what you are. And we DO have limits, even for our dungeon."