Tuesday October 10, 2023

“Yes Sir… of course Sir…” Melody spoke softly into the phone as she sat on the bench waiting.

It was very strang to her still, dressed up like some cheap hooker, sitting in a public space, all of her memories in place but the programming that had been laid in overtop of them fully in control.

She could remember the entire process, it had taken several weeks, and she had been fully concious of what was happening the entire time. Concious, but unable to do anything about it of course.

The call ended and Melody placed her phone in her purse wondering who it would be that would come and collect her. Was it Tom, her rival at the company she had worked for and torpedoed his chances at the promotion, with the false sexual harassment claims, that she wanted?

Or perhaps it would be Shelly who’s husband Melody had been cheating with when he hired her into the company in the first place?

Perhaps it was Ron, her own ex that she’d cheated to get the job?

There were so many people she’d pissed off over the years as she climbed her way to the top that it was impossible to say for sure, but it was surely someone with the connections and money to do this to her.

Her eyes scanned the area for a few moments until she saw a drop dead gorgeous blonde woman start to walk towards her, their eyes met and instantly a shiver of pleasure ran through Melody. This was clearly who she was here to meet, who had clearly done this to her, the problem was that Melody didn’t recognize the woman at all.

A wicked smile crossed the blonde’s perfectly made up face as she walked up to the bench and took a seat next to Melody.

“Hello Mel, do you know who I am?” the blonde asked.

“Of course Mistress, you are my owner.” Melody said without even thinking.

“Awe, that’s so nice, but I meant do you know who I am before I became your owner?”

Melody scrunched her forehead, wracking her brain to try and remember who she might be, but eventually gave up.

“I’m sorry Mistress, I don’t.” Melody replied and lowered her head slightly.

“Oh that’s alright Mel, I’m not surprised. The last time you saw me I was almost a hundred pounds heavier and definitely not a blonde…”

Something in Melody mind made the connection and in shock her jaw dropped, “Mistress Diane?”

“That’s right Mel.” Diane replied and nodded.

The last time Melody had seen Diane was back in university when she’d stolen a term paper from her to use as her own. Diane had of course claimed that Melody had plagiarized it from her and Melody had done the same back. The only difference was that Melody had hacked Diane’s computer and made it look like Melody had been the one to write the paper.

“If I may as Mistress, how?”

“Well Mel, after I was kicked out of university I feel on hard times, the kind of hard times that either make you or break you. For me it was the wakeup call I needed. I lost a ton of weight, I focused on the few things that I had left, and soon enough I was climbing the social ladder, just as you climbed the corporate one.”

Melody just sat there as Diane continued to speak, “I can’t tell you how surprised I was to see you again Mel at the company holiday party, you see my husband is on the board of directors. He picked up instantly at my uneasiness and we left before you saw me, but he was quite intrigued with my history with you. He was the one that suggested, well, this.” Diane said as she waved her had up and down Melody’s body.

“Will you be taking me home now Mistress?” Melody asked after pausing for a moment to consider what Diane had said.

“Home? Oh do Mel, you have a new home to go to. A nice little one bedroom apartment on, well, the seedier side of the city. Right around the corner from your new job at the strip club so it will be nice and easy to take your regulars home with you.”

“I expect you to be fucking at least half a dozen men a week. I can’t wait to see the upgrades you make to yourself to make sure they keep coming back too.” Diane said and then reached into Melody purse and pulled her phone out.

Diane tapped on it for a few moments before placing it back into her purse, “I’ve add my burner phone number as ‘Mistress D’, make sure to send me updates every day.”

“Yes Mistress.”

“Good. Now, if I’m happy with your progress and you don’t disappoint me, I promise I’ll drop by and see you in a year or so. But you’d better be the sluttiest, fakest, silicone stuff little whore in the club when I do. Then, and only then, will I visit you with the biggest strap-on you can imagine and fuck the tight little ass of yours. Got it?”

“Yes Mistress, I won’t disappoint you, I promise.”

Diane stood up, rummaged through her own purse for a moment and then tossed a set of keys with a tag on them into Melody’s purse.

“Oh, and Mel, keep that ass virgin for me. I definitely want ot be the first to fuck it.” Diane said and the quickly walked away.

Melody reached into her purse and pulled out the keys that Diane had put there and reach the tag, the address of her apartment written on one side of it, the address of the strip club on the other. She stood up and quickly headed towards the bus stop, it was going to take quite a while to get to the other side of the city, but hopefully she’d get there in time to get to the strip club and take a shift.