Swansong. GM Jordan
him into the shower and allowed herself to be shaved; she marvelled at how gently he used the razor, taking care to ensure he didn’t nick her.
The shower was hot and Gill turned under the jet, she was not allowed to use scented soap and was aware that J was waiting, but it felt wonderful and she wanted to stay. Eventually the water stopped and she stepped out onto the cold floor. J handed her a towel, she patted herself dry and allowed herself to be led to the centre of the room, a stool sat in front of the mirror and J motioned for her to sit.
“Tie your hair back away from your face,” he ordered. She did as he told her exactly. “Now using just the red lipstick paint your lips.”
Wide-eyed she applied it thickly, when she finished he handed her a black lip liner.
“Highlight the outline of your lips.” She did as he instructed after which he took it from her and handed her eyeliner. “Now blacken your eyelids and use the pencil to draw back a narrow line from the corner of your eye to your ear, about half an inch.
The transformation was almost complete, Gill marvelled at how beautiful her face was with her new make-up – she looked totally different.
“You will always sit with your legs open 12inches at the knees, you will also sit with your head up.” She nodded in agreement and waited to be told what to do next. “Take the lipstick and paint your nipples, then circle your areola with the pencil.”
Gill’s nerves felt on fire as she followed his instructions, aware that he watched every move she made. Finally when he was satisfied that she was ready he told her to close her eyes. She did so, unsure of what was about to happen and as his fingers stroked her cheek gently he leaned into her ear.
“Trust me,” he whispered.
Gill felt soft leather being pulled around her throat and instinctively she bowed her head as she felt the collar being tightened. He buckled it at the back, the metal buckle was cold against her skin, and he let go. Gently he lifted her face, placed her hands in the small of her back and made sure her legs were opened the correct distance. When he was happy he stepped back.
“Open your eyes.”
She looked straight into the mirror and let out a small gasp, she looked so different and yet it felt so natural. J nodded and went to her case. Pulling it onto the bed he opened it without asking her permission. Impassively Gill sat as he pulled out stockings, lifted a dress and laid his choice of shoes on the bed.
“Stand up,” he ordered. Gill did as she was told, standing with her legs apart and keeping her hands in the small of her back, it felt awkward but natural. Without thinking she pushed her breasts forward as she had seen before hoping to please him.
“Stockings, heels and then the dress, do not speak unless spoken to and you will address me as ‘Sir’. Do you understand?”
Gill nodded and started to dress as instructed, the feel of the stockings as she pulled them up her legs was amazing; she had never felt so special, so beautiful. Suddenly she was aware that her lips were puffing and she was becoming excited – as she picked up the dress she was aware that J had turned and was taking a drink, she watched him pop two pills into his mouth and swallow. Quickly she turned back and slipped into the dress, taking care not to snag the heels of her shoes in the material.
When she had completed the task she turned to show him, he nodded and motioned for her to step forward.
“Tonight you will kneel by my side when I sit down, you will not speak unless I give you permission, others may touch you but you may not climax without my permission. Do you understand?”
His words burned deep inside, she blushed at some of his words but nodded. He smiled at her.
“You will walk two steps behind me, and should I allow you to sit then you will only sit on bare cheeks. Most importantly you have a new name, you will be introduced as ‘China’, and you will answer only to that name.”
The bar was not full, but it wasn’t empty. Gill felt herself becoming China as she followed him inside. She walked behind him; her hands behind her back, the fabric of her dress rubbing at her nipples sending waves of pleasure through her body. She breathed deeply and pressed her thighs together when they were forced to stop walking because of the crowd, she knew that she was wet and in danger of climaxing. People turned to look at her but Gill wasn’t sure if it was because she looked fantastic or because she was with J.
Finally they stopped at an empty corner. J sat in a leather chair crossed his legs and motioned for a waiter to come over. Gill stood, a little unsure of what to do for a moment and then walked to the side of the chair; she turned, slid her skirt up a little and slipped down onto her knees. In an instant she became China completely.
China opened her eyes and stretched a little, the curtains had been opened and she looked around the room in natural light. Sliding to the edge of 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