The Blue Life Ch. 17: Sondra's Place

My Dad said, "Don't worry about me. I've had a vasectomy."

Sondra chimed in, "And I can't get pregnant."

Terri said, "Mom and I are both on the Pill."

Sondra said, "Is there a time of day that works better for you?"

Dad said, "Between noon and two is best, but I will work around anything."

Sally said, "Same here. It would be best to get this done during my lunch hour."

Terri said, "I'm eighteen. I'm caught up on my classwork. I can check myself out of school any time."

"I will text you the address and time, and somebody will have to swing by and pick me up. I want to be there too," Sondra said. Terri volunteered. I let her. Her school is closer to Old Town than West State is.

Sally stood and twirled around. She said, "How do I look?"

"Ravishing," Dad said.

"Super-fucktastic, Mom," was Terri's take.

"You look so cute, Kitty. Except for the shoes," Sondra said.

"Mistress Sunny, you said you had a way to make that work in my favor," Sally said.

Sondra got up off my Dad's lap. His hard cock was clearly visible through his pants. Sondra said, "Only do this if the date is going well and you would like to see Dennis again, and maybe get more intimate with him. At a certain point, complain about how tired your feet are. Dennis will offer to rub your feet. Let him. During the foot massage, say that you just don't have the right shoes. You need shoes that are both comfortable and sexy, and that the ones you have on aren't either. Dennis will offer to take you shoe shopping. If you want, that can be your second date. But if the date today is going well, you can let him take you shoe shopping today. Don't let him buy you more than three pairs of shoes."

"Oh, I couldn't let him buy me one pair."

"Dennis will want to buy you many shoes. And you will insult him if you try to pay. You can make a show of it, like, 'Oh, I can buy my own shoes, but if you insist," then let him insist."

"But won't he expect something in return, sexual favors?"

"Dennis is very submissive. The more you take charge and tell him what to do, the more fun he will have, and the more he will love you later. You've got a date set for Thursday. Tell him EXACTLY where to pick you up and how he should dress. The more specific you can be, the better. He gets off on details. And if you decide you REALLY like him and want a long term relationship, hold off on fucking him. You can allow him to eat your pussy and jack off on your feet. But the longer you delay actually fucking him, the more smitten he will be with you."

"How can I tell him that I'm in a submissive relationship with all of you?"

"Very carefully," Sondra said, "But you can drop hints. If you want, I can walk you down to the bookshop and give you a big kiss goodbye, right outside his shop. He will be looking for you. He'll see. But he probably won't ask about it. Still, you will have told him in a way that you are NOT going to be exclusive with Dennis Browne."

"Oh, that would be great, Mistress Sunny." Sally seemed a lot less nervous, with her Mistress mapping out how her date would probably go. "Thank you. Thank you so much,"

"Two last things, Little Girl. First, do you have condoms with you?"

"No, Daddy. I won't be fucking Dennis tonight."

I reached into my pocket and handed Sally the two condoms I had there. "Take these, just in case you REALLY like his foot rub, and you want him to rub other parts in other ways. You have my blessing, Kitty. Fucking Dennis will not be a betrayal of your submission to me."

"Thank you, Daddy." Sally put the condoms in her purse.

"Second, uniform inspection. Unbutton your blouse, let me see your bra." She had on her cherry red bra. It was almost the same shade as her blouse and stockings. "Very nice. Now just button up ONE of those buttons. Good girl. Are you wearing matching panties?"

"Yes, Daddy."

"Red, lift up Kitty's skirt. I want to see her panties. Kitty, lean over the desk."

Terri got off my lap to get a good view. I stood up too. Dad raised her skirt. He lifted it all the way up. The red stockings were very sexy. I loved the way the garters framed her fat, round ass. And she was wearing a red thong, so most of her ass was exposed. My father spanked her ass. "For good luck," he said.

Sondra spanked her once too. Then Terri. Terri said, "If he buys you shoes, get something edgy, with spikes. We have the same size feet."

I gave Sally's butt a swat too.

Then Sally, Sondra and I left the room. Sally gave me a hug. "Thank you, Daddy. I feel so sexy. That's all because of you." And she kissed me passionately. "I love you."

Sondra looked at me with pride. She said, "Tell Pussycat to come out into the store and have Sophie fit her for two bras and matching panties."

I went back into the office. Terri had her dress up and her panties around mid-thigh. Dad was stroking her pussy. She was saying, "No, Sir. I'm still a virgin. I just wanted to get my titties and clitty pierced because I thought it was sexy."

"It is sexy," my Dad agreed.

"Well, Daddy's going to be my first fuck about two weeks from now. But, maybe after that we could do more. And I need more practice sucking cock. My Mom says you've got a really nice one. Can I see it?"

I interrupted. "Maybe later, Pussycat. Mistress Sunny wants you to get fitted for some bras and panties. She wants you wearing the merchandise while you're working in the store."

Terri kissed my father's cheek and my lips. She said, "Mistress Sunny is really cool. Don't mess this up with her. Because I'm planning on learning a lot from her. OK?"

I laughed. "OK." I patted her on the butt and she was out the door.

My Dad sat down in a chair. "I can't believe I was just fingering a teenager! I've never fingered a teenager before, not even when I was a teenager! What will we tell your mother?"

"We aren't going to tell her anything. We are going to show her. Dad, earlier you said, 'Thank God,' when you found out that it was Mrs. Whitehall that Mom had been cheating with."

"Yes, well, I knew that she had been having sex with someone else. And I could smell that it was probably a woman."

"You could smell that?"

"You could too, if you paid more attention to your nose. So, I was relieved that it was someone we already knew, and was already our submissive. Our life didn't have to become more complicated. Of course, I didn't know about Terri or Mistress Sondra then."

"What do you think of her, Dad?"

"Sondra? She's a gorgeous woman. As pretty as your mother. And she's a very good kisser. I think she was trying to get me to feel up her breasts. But she isn't wearing a bra. She said that she loves you, and asked if she could call me, Dad. Do you think you two will get married?"

"I think she is going to live with me as soon as the Guesthouse is built, maybe sooner. I told her about Jillian."

"Oh my God, Bobby. You can't! Oh dear heavens, nobody can know!"

"Shh. Dad. It's all right. Sondra won't tell anyone. And eventually, Terri and Sally are going to have to find out too. I'm sure Sondra will love Jillian as much as me and Mom. She's family."

"This scares me, Sir."

"I understand, Red. But it will be fine. I promise."

"Are you really going to let your father fuck your girlfriend?"

"Dad, she's your Mistress now. She is going to MAKE you fuck her."

"OK. Now, why did you have me dress in a suit and bring my briefcase. You said there was business."

"Well, I had you in the suit, because Sondra has a fetish for guys in suits, especially vested suits. She thinks you're hot. But she's got business problems. The business is partly owned by her former Master, her ex-boyfriend. I've heard from several people that he's a real jerk. Sondra wants to buy him out. But if she grows the business to get the cash to pay him off, the business grows, and she needs more money to pay him off."

Dad thought about that, "How much does she need?"

"She needs a hundred thousand. We could delay building the house," I said, "I could live with Sandra here above her shop. And then we could save and build later."

"Your mother would probably resent Sondra for stealing you from her. She may resent her for this punishment you've cooked up."

"That's what I thought. So what we need is to find a package of investors to buy out Clifton Dickhead. And we need to turn Clifton into a motivated seller."

Dad thought for a second. "OK. I can put together a group that will look like they just want to buy up the building to put up some other structure. Then, we get a Building Inspector in here to say that Clifton and Sondra are going to have to spend tens of thousands of dollars to renovate something or other. Or I get one of my friends in the City Planning Committee to make it look there is going to be a very expensive sewer and street upgrade, and that the building is going to be assessed tens of thousands in fees and new taxes. Then, when Clifton sells, we get the problems to disappear, and Sondra becomes the Controlling Partner of an LLC. I will need to see her books. And she probably needs some strategy to show dramatic growth and profit in the next three years, to lure the kind of money we will need."

"She wants to expand the business into online sales, and use Mom, Sally, Terri, Sophie and herself as models."

"Oh, that's good!"

"I also thought, she might expand her business by selling upscale bondage and sexual toys. She could call the store, The Lace and Leather Boudoir. Sondra has a lot of connections with the local Kink Scene. I think that would be a customer base looking for someone knowledgeable and discreet."

"That's a good sales angle, Bobby. I like the way you think. But I don't think that's going to lure investors. We'll keep that to ourselves, until Mistress Sunny has control."

Sunny came back in the room at that moment. She asked, "Who am I supposed to be controlling?"

Dad raised his hand. "Me, please, Mistress!" He grinned.

Sondra went and stood behind his chair and began to rub his neck and shoulders. "I've been with submissive men before. And I've had Kittens that I have trained. But, Red, you will be the first male Kitten I've ever Dominated full time. The prospect excites me. So does this suit you're wearing."

"Thank you, Mistress."

"Sunny, my Dad has a plan to wrest control of the business from Clifton. But it will involve being a little devious and lying to him."

Sunny smiled. "Good. I will enjoy lying to Clifton. The business will work itself out. I want to talk about Jillian. Tell me about her."

"Jillian is triggered when Dad puts on a wig and fake breasts. That was something Nick forced Dad to do when he raped him." Dad grimaced at the word. "And Dad compartmentalized all that pain, pushed it down, until Jillian started taking over."

Dad rubbed his eyes. "Do we really have to talk about Nick?"

"I'm sorry, Red. I'm talking about Jillian," Sunny said, "Is her hair color different?"

"She has auburn hair, like Marjorie's. But, it's a wig," Dad said.

"And her face?"

"Jillian is prettier than Dad, and she has a different set of expressions. She is pretty good with her makeup. She doesn't look like a Drag Queen."

"If Jillian is going to be hanging around a lot. We will need to explain why she looks so much like Andrew, but have Jillian be distinctive enough to convince people she is not Andrew. My suggestion is to say that Jillian is Andrew's twin sister. No one will wonder why siblings look alike. But then, give Jillian large, very distinctive glasses, and a dramatic hat, that partly covers her face, like Mademoiselle Mercury! So, when people see her, they will remember the hat and glasses, and not her face. Also, you're about Marjorie's height, Red. So, if for some reason, Andrew and Jillian have to be at the same place at the same time, Marjorie could put on the glasses and hat, and fake being Jillian for a photo or something."

"Why do we even need to do this?" My Dad complained, "That seems very complicated."

Sondra sighed, "We don't. We can tell anyone who is curious that you are simply a cross-dresser, working out some emotional issues by wearing women's clothes. That's simpler, and it's closer to the truth. But then, when Marjorie or Robert go out with Jillian, she will have to carry your ID with her. She will have to pretend to be you."

"Jillian just won't ever go outside," Dad said.

"That won't happen, Dad," I said, "Jillian has been trapped long enough. You're right, Sunny. We will need a fake ID, for when we go out to bars or clubbing."

Dad put his head in his hands and looked trapped and forlorn. Sunny had quickly shown us that the Jillian situation was far more complicated than me just thinking I could date my father's female side. Then again, Sondra wasn't just saying, "It can't be done " she was coming up with some creative solutions.

"Daddy?" I was pulled out of my own head by Sondra saying something.

"I'm sorry, Kitten. I was lost in my own thoughts."

"Will you go check on Terri, Daddy? See how her fitting is going? I'll stay here and Red can tell me about his business plan."

I left the office with Sondra still rubbing Dad's neck and shoulders. I thought I might peek in the dressing rooms, but then realized that there might be other customers in them. I went looking for Sophie. I found her at the front counter just ringing up two customers. She looked frazzled.

"Are you OK, Sophe?," I asked.

Her jaw was clenched. Her whole posture was tense. "No. This has been a horrible afternoon, and I blame you."

"Me? What'd I do?"

Sophie shrugged and shook her head. "You stole my life. I'm just feeling really jealous and bitchy. I'm sorry."

"Is this about Sondra on the stairs?"

"Yes! And...no! It's not your fault, Robert. I'm just tense and horny as hell. Where's Sondra right now?"

"In the office with my Dad. Where's Terri?"

"Being a major brat! She needs a good spanking or a good fucking."

"What did she do?"

"It's what she's not doing. I can't get her to try on any bras. She just has her arms crossed saying how she never asked for this job, why should she have to put on Gramma Underwear? I don't even know what she's talking about. She doesn't have a shirt on and those pierced nipples on that tight little body are making me so damn wet, I'm pathetic!"

I went and hugged Sophie. Like before, she took a second to relax into the hug, and another moment before she hugged me back. "I haven't had sex since Darla and I broke up four months ago. I'm horny as hell," she said. "Then, I catch you and Sondra on the stairs. Then the sounds of whoopee float down from the vents. And now you bring in the whole Orgy Posse. And Terri is like a Lesbian Pornographer's Walking Wet Dream."

"You want to fuck Terri?"

"Yes!" Then she stopped and thought about it for a second, but confirmed it with, "Yes, oh fuck yes!"

"More than Sondra!"

"I would still jump Sondra's bones in a heartbeat. Robert, I cannot tell a lie. I would love to feel your cock drilling into me too! And it's been more than a decade since I've been with a man. I thought I was done with them. Pfft! So much for that! I'm just that damn horny! Robert! Please, please, please! Can there be Reindeer Games after dinner?" Sophie hugged me tighter.

"Do you want Terri to come to dinner too?"

"You are a bad, bad man if you are just teasing me! I'm not in the mood. That little minx has gotten into my head."

I kissed Sophie's lips, just a quick peck to indicate that I wasn't kidding. "What dressing room is Terri in?"

"Room 2. How old is she?"

"She's just eighteen. Still in High School. And a virgin too."

"I am fifteen years older than Terri! I am so bad! The things I am thinking are so wrong!"

"I will see what I can do about the Reindeer Games. No promises." I squeezed Sophie's butt through her dress pants. It was nice and firm. I felt like some crazed monster. Did I really have to fuck ALL the girls I meet? The answer seemed to be, yes. But that could turn me into a tool real quick, another Head-Dick!