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Mistress Laurie pulls back from Britney and looks at her thoughtfully. "I have a great idea! Stay right where you are, my little sissy girls." Of course, you and Britney have no choice but to stand perfectly still. After about 5 minutes, she returns holding a laptop. "I just remembered a picture I saw on the internet recently," she explains. "Here, my dollies, have a look."
She turns the laptop’s screen toward you and Britney. On the screen, you see pictures of a gorgeous brunette who, like you, is wearing a tutu. The difference, however, is her costume is a bit racier and more "adult" than the one you are currently wearing. The tutu skirt itself appears to be a black taffeta material. The bodice resembles a corset and looks like it has red satin mixed with sheer black nylon which you can see through to her skin. The bodice has black lace trim and black spaghetti straps. Around her neck is a black ribbon tied in a neat little bow. Her beautiful hair is wrapped up in a bun in some of the pictures and left down in others. Her legs are covered with black fishnet pantyhose. On her feet are a pair of black shoes with red six-inch heels.
"I have a few friends who will absolutely adore the two of you if you`re wearing this," Mistress Laurie beams with delight. "Missy and Britney, you are both now wearing the outfit shown in these pictures."
And with that, the blue and purple polka-dot tutu, the pink bow on your head, and the pink tights and slippers disappear and are replaced by an outfit exactly matching what the brunette in the pictures is wearing. You immediately notice how much more skin you are showing around the neck and shoulder area in this new costume. You bend down to feel the fishnet pantyhose and find that they are not as smooth as the pink tights were, but are still very arousing on your soft and silky legs. Feeling the back of your head, you find that your blonde hair is wrapped up in a cute little bun.
"Follow me, dollies," Mistress Laurie commands. Without warning, your feet take on a mind of their own, and you find yourself following the mistress down the hallway. Britney is right behind you, also compelled by Laurie`s powerful command. Switching from walking on ballet slippers to the six-inch heels is a bit of an adjustment, however, and Laurie is walking a bit fast. Trying to keep up with her, you stumble to the ground. Britney, unable to stop herself, trips over your ankle and falls on top of you.
"I`m sorry, Britney," you apologize. "I was walking so fast . . . couldn`t help it . . . ."
"It`s okay," Britney replies soothingly, groaning as she attempts to get to her feet. As you watch her rise, you cannot help thinking how sexy her fishnet-clad legs are and how luscious her butt looks in the black panties underneath the tutu skirt. "I`m having trouble walking myself. The ballet slippers were easier to walk in than these heels."
Realizing that you are no longer walking behind her, Laurie turns and sees what has happened. "Oh, come now, dollies. Have you forgotten how to walk?" She sighs with a look of dissatisfaction on her face. "You will both follow me, and you will do so WITHOUT falling down."
That command from Laurie seems to help you sense of balance. You and Britney start to walk more confidently down the hallway. "Weird," Britney whispers to you. "I feel perfectly normal walking in these heels now. It`s amazing what she can do."
"Amazing, and a little frightening," you whisper back.
All three of you get into an elevator. Laurie presses a button marked with a letter `U.` "We`re going underground," she explains. "I have a garage down there."
"Great," Britney says sarcastically.
"Can`t wait," you add, not bothering to hide your lack of enthusiasm.
Laurie glares at both of you. "Enough of that attitude. You both are now feeling excited about meeting my friends."
You know it is only because of Laurie`s magic, but you and Britney suddenly start behaving differently. "I can`t wait!" you gush gleefully.
"We finally get to meet them!" Britney squeals. She starts to jump up and down, but has a little trouble with the heels on and almost falls over again. Laurie manages to grab her around the waist before she loses her balance altogether.
"Let`s not get too excited, girls," Laurie giggles. "Or, at least, make sure to take your heels off before jumping like that again. Tell me `Yes, Mistress` so that I know you understand."
"Yes, Mistress," you and Britney reply simultaneously.
"In fact, I want you two to say `Yes, Mistress` after every command I give you, or after every yes-no question I ask you, out of respect for me. Is that clear?"
"Yes, Mistress," you and Britney reply again in unison.
After getting off the elevator, the three of you get into a shiny silver limousine. Mistress Laurie has you go inside first. You sit down on a plush velvet red seat (more like a couch than a typical car seat) which feels intriguing on your legs with the fishnet pantyhose on. You feel your tutu skirt crowd up behind you as you lean back.
Laurie takes a seat to the left of you, adjusting her yellow dress and pettis as she does so. Britney sits down on Laurie`s left side. Laurie reaches across you for an intercom button on the wall to your right, her upper body resting on your legs for support. "Driver, take us to my personal pleasure building," she orders.
You hear a `Yes, Mistress` through the speaker. The limousine`s engine comes to life, and you are off to wherever this `pleasure building` is. Laurie turns herself over, lies her head down on your lap, and kicks her heels off. The touch of her soft blonde hair creates a tingly feeling on your inner thighs. The sight of her resting her head on your fishnet pantyhose-clad legs is quite arousing. She brings her legs up to rest her feet on Britney`s lap, leaving her pettis spread a bit over the seat. Her cheek rubs against your black tutu skirt. "Mmm, I`m so glad you`re wearing this tutu now, Missy," Laurie says with a girlish giggle, almost as if you had chosen to wear this outfit rather than being forced.
What more could possibly be in store for you at the `pleasure building?` And who are these `friends` that the mistress keeps talking about?
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