Bridget's Awakening

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Bridget's Awakening

Part Eleven

By Chris

Even though she had eaten before she went to see Frank about her paddle, Bridget was starving by the time that they got seated at the restaurant. They talked as they ate staying away from talking about the paddle and Bridget's fantasy for fear for being overheard. So instead they stuck to school and their students.

The first place they stopped at all had pretty tame stuff. Since this was going to be an adult's only party, Ivy wanted something sexier than a bunny costume. So they quickly moved one to the next shop on the list. This was better and while the store still had several costumes but nothing that either of them could settle upon.

"Now I think we're talking," Ivy stated upon entering the third place on the list that Bridget had gotten from Frank.

"I bet," Bridget said seeing all the costumes that, while they had a lot of material, she could see that they would also show a lot of their bodies.

"How about us going as witches?" Ivy said going first to those outfits.

"I don't know, You said you went as a witch last year," Bridget said looking at the costume that included the black pointy hat but also lots of sheer material that Bridget didn't care for.

"Okay, we'll keep looking," Ivy said giving her a wink thus telling Bridget that she would be wearing something that would show more of her body than she wanted shown.

They went on looking through the store, there were cat costumes that was skin tight and neither Ivy not Bridget thought they had the bodies to wear something like that. They were several more animal outfits like that and then they went to more of the horror type characters and Bridget didn't want to go as something scary even though it was Halloween. They kept wandering around the store checking about everything until they got to the back corner where there were a few S & M outfits.

"Hey we can go as Mistress and her slave," Ivy said with a wink.

"And whom would be the Mistress and whom would be the slave?" Bridget asked.

"Ah.. you Mistress and me slave?" Ivy asked.

"Good answer but I don't think I could pull off being a Mistress, I'm too nice." Bridget said with a grin.

"And I'm not nice?" Ivy asked arching her eyebrows at Bridget.

"No you're nice baby," Bridget said and then she leaned in giving Ivy a little kiss after making sure no one was watching them. "But you can play the Mistress part better than me and you know it."

"True... so what do you think?" Ivy said pulling out a Mistress outfit and holding it up to her body. It was leather corset that had red stones around the breasts holes to highlight the breasts of the person wearing it. There were also matching black leather panties with a riding crop included. This was definitely something that a sexy Mistress would wear with her sex slave.

"That is pretty but look at the slave outfit, it's only two pieces of cloth connected at the shoulder." Bridget said holding it up to her body. The front and back looked like it would come down just past her ass and pussy with only a button on each side to hold the pieces together.

"You know with you wearing your collar and maybe some cheap looking fishnet stockings for me, we could make this work..." Ivy said musing aloud.

"But Ivy, I'd be showing everything," Bridget protested.

"And I'm not..." Ivy said holding up the outfit to her body. "Besides with mom's help, I think we can make something better for you and a nice pair of panties would cover you nicely."

"And my breasts?" Bridget asked now warming up to the idea for a reason she couldn't fathom.

"Oh I think we can cover them and only give everyone the illusion of what is there," Ivy told her and Bridget could see her thinking.

"But these costumes are so expensive just to rent for one night...." Bridget said looking at the two costumes.

"Maybe we should just buy something, maybe not anything in leather, but something cheap and trashy..." Ivy said arching her eyebrows and Bridget could see that this was what Ivy was wanting to wear or at least something in this theme.

"Mmmm.. maybe we can do something as long as you and your mom can do something for me." Bridget said holding the slave outfit up to her body.

"Actually something simple as that, I can do myself." Ivy told her taking the outfit from her and looking it over.

"Cool, then let's do it, I can't wait to see us dressed in these costumes," Bridget told her with a grin.

"I can't either though I do fear one thing..." Ivy said putting both costumes back on the rack.

"What's that?" Bridget asked now a little worried herself though not sure what it was that Ivy was concerned about.

"That it turns cold, I'll freeze in something like this!" Ivy said with a laugh.

"You'll freeze; I'll be wearing two pieces of cloth!" Bridget told her laughing with her.

"Then we both need to pray for a warm fall evening," Ivy said with a laugh.

"Maybe I should get mother to light a candle for a warm evening!" Bridget said with a laugh. Then she saw Ivy giving her a funny look.

"What?" Bridget asked her.

"That's the first time that you have ever said anything like that about your mother, you have always been so serious when talking of her." Ivy told her.

"Maybe someone has helped me see her in the proper prospective," Bridget said with an introverted smile. Then she moved to Ivy giving her a kiss.

"Come on, let's go do something fun," Ivy said taking Bridget's arm and leading her out of the costume store.

That evening they sat down in front of Ivy's laptop and began to do their search for Ivy's corset and them both some nice sexy panties that they could wear without really showing anything. It took most of the evening to find the corset that would fit Ivy and be sexy yet also a bit domineering as they both wanted her to look. The panties didn't take as long as Bridget took them to a site that sold cheerleader panties or spankies as they're called that would match their outfits and still look sexy on them but more importantly covering the important parts.

Once they had made their online purchases, they were both feeling more than a little frisky, actually a lot frisky, and much too frisky to make it to the bedroom before their clothes were off. Their hands caressed everywhere they touched, making them more and more aroused, until they ended up on the floor with Bridget on top of Ivy in the sixty-nine position. Before Ivy was always on top but as they slid off the couch, it was Bridget that ended up on top of Ivy so they went with it.

Bridget lowered her mouth to Ivy's sweet pussy inhaling her sweet aroma before pressing her mouth to that wet wonderful pussy. She began to lick as she felt Ivy's hands pulling down on her hips. She let her knees slide out until she felt Ivy's tongue touch her clit making her moan. They licked slowly, covering every millimeter of the other's pussy. Bridget used her fingers to spread Ivy open so that she could lick in deeper, letting the tip of her tongue go in deep feeling the inside of Ivy's pussy and tasting the juices that were coming from her. Ivy was licking in deep too making Bridget push her pussy in harder against Ivy's face so that she could lick harder and deeper. Ivy's fingers were teasing her asshole making Bridget groan with pleasure. They both kept going to the other's clit licking them only long enough for them to approach an orgasm then they would go back to their pussies. This brought them both to an ever higher plane of arousal until they both had to attack the other's clit so that they both had very intense orgasms.

Once they recovered, they lay in each other's arms enjoying the afterglow of their orgasms. However as they became sleepy, they decided to hit the bathroom and then smoke a cigarette in the cool night air before retiring to the bedroom for some much needed sleep. Sunday they went out for breakfast before heading to their own apartments to work on their lesson plans for the coming week and also do a little cleaning and laundry. Ivy got done before Bridget and she surprised her by coming on down to her apartment. So as Ivy cooked them some supper, Bridget finished up her homework before sitting out on the balcony eating what Ivy had cooked.

When Friday rolled around again, they stopped at the apartment building so that Ivy could park her car and get into Bridget's car. They then headed out to a fabric store that closed at five. They arrived at a little after four which gave them plenty of time to go through all the different materials. They had two objectives for the material, it had to be thick enough to satisfy Bridget yet thin enough for Ivy to work with. Her mother's sewing machine was a good sturdy one but there was only so much it could do and so much Ivy felt that she could work with. They looked through lots of material before finally settled on an egg shell colored cloth they both agreed would work.

Ivy measured out about three times the amount of material that she would need. She told Bridget that her mother would have bought only what she needed but then her mother wouldn't mess up the first try as she figured she would. As they headed to the front of the store to pay for their material, Bridget spotted some pink lace that she just had to have. Ivy told her that it would take away from the slave look that they were going for but Bridget didn't care, she wanted it so they added that to their purchases.

From there they went on out to get something to eat and then to a free folk music concert back at the small university where their school was located. Most of the songs were before either of theirs time but they enjoyed it all the same plus it was a cheap date that fit into their budgets. When they got home, they shared a glass of wine out on the balcony before coming back in to make love before going to sleep.

"So you ready? Ivy asked as they finished the breakfast dishes.

"For what?" Bridget asked.

"To help me make your slave outfit silly," Ivy told her with a grin.

"But I can't sew," Bridget told her.

"No but you're my model and you can help me by giving me moral support; you know telling me that it looks perfect when we both know it looks like shit." Ivy said seriously but then she let out a big laugh.

"You'll do just fine," Bridget said and then she leaned against Ivy to give her a kiss.

"Well I'll try, let's go get started, we may be at this all day." Ivy said taking Bridget's hand dragging her toward the bedroom where Ivy kept her sewing machine.

"Okay strip down to your panties," Ivy told her and she reached into the drawer that was on the sewing machine stand.

"Why do you need me in just my panties?" Bridget asked.

"So I can measure you silly," Ivy said letting the cloth measuring tape dangle from her right hand. "Plus I just love seeing you in just your panties baby." Then she gave her a sexy wink.

"I'd say that it's more the latter reason than the former," Bridget told her, while arching her eyebrows at her.

"True... so..." Ivy said holding the measuring tape up to her.

"All right," Bridget said letting her lips turn into a smile. She then reached down to the hem of her tee shirt and she pulled it up and off leaving her topless since she had yet to put on a bra that morning. She then hooked her thumbs into her sweat pants, pushing them down past her thighs before letting them drop to the floor.

"Better?" Bridget asked now standing in only her white cotton panties.

"Much better," Ivy said with her lips forming a big grin. She then came up to her and Bridget held out her arms so that Ivy could measure her however Ivy instead gave her a light kiss on the lips that lingered for a moment or two. Then Bridget watched as Ivy lowered her head to give a kiss to her right nipple making it begin to harden. She then went to the other nipple giving it a kiss too.

Bridget let out a moan before she gave a playful smack to Ivy's right shoulder, "Now none of that; work now and we'll play later." Bridget admonished her though she was smiling as she did so.

"You promise?" Ivy asked.

"Definitely," Bridget said with a bashful smile.

Ivy put one end of the measuring tape to the top of Bridget's shoulder holding it with her left hand fingers, ran her right hand down the tape downward toward her thigh.

"About here?" Ivy asked indicating where on Bridget's thigh where the front and back would end.

Bridget didn't have to look down to know that the outfit would just cover her panties and any movement on her part would show them. "A bit lower please." Bridget responded with a grin.

She felt Ivy's fingers go about two inches further down her thigh and stop, "Here?" Ivy asked.

"A bit further please," Bridget said trying not to giggle as she knew that Ivy was playing with her.

This time Ivy's fingers went down several inches, "Here?" Ivy asked.

Bridget looked down and saw that it would still be short but now it was closer to what she was comfortable with. "Yea, that'll do." Bridget said though she hesitated before saying it.

Ivy went down another inch or so. "Better?" She asked.

"Yes that is much better," Bridget said with a grin.

"Okay," Ivy said before writing down the measurement.

Next she measured Bridget from shoulder to shoulder and from just behind her shoulder down to just below her nipple and Bridget gave her a questioning look and Ivy explained that it was for her head and that she was making it with a plunging neckline.

Ivy went over to her sewing machine and pulled out a tablet and a drawing pencil. Bridget stood over her shoulder and watched as the little slave garment came to life on the paper.

"I didn't know you could draw like that," Bridget said truly amazed by Ivy's until now hidden talent.

"I can't draw," Ivy's replied without bothering to look up at Bridget.

"But that is a beautiful drawing, that's exactly what we talked about," Bridget said still truly amazed.

"It's just a sketch, nothing worth talking about." Ivy said modestly.

"No it is beautiful, you're a wonderful artist," Bridget told her, and then she leaned down to give Ivy a kiss on the cheek. Bridget could see that while Ivy seemed modest about her drawing ability, she did appreciate her saying that she thought she was a wonderful and talented artist.

Once Ivy had her drawing done and the measurements included. Bridget helped Ivy lay out the cloth that they had bought. Ivy used a marker to draw out the outfit on the cloth using the measuring tape. Bridget held the cloth down while Ivy made her cuts doing the back piece first and then the front. She also set about cutting out the neck line. Ivy got out her pins to pin the pieces together and also the hem to the outfit. Once she had everything together, she made Bridget stand as she carefully put her slave outfit on her.

"Oops..." Ivy said with a smile.

"What?" Bridget said before going to the full length mirror that was on the back of Ivy's bedroom door. Bridget looked at herself, seeing that the front was a couple of inches shorter than the back. While she couldn't see her panties, any movement on her part would do so.

"I forgot about these," Ivy said coming up behind of her placing her hands on Bridget's breasts.

"I didn't know my breasts were so forgettable," Bridget said looking at Ivy through the mirror. She was pouting at her but she knew what Ivy meant but that didn't stop her for teasing her a bit.

"Oh they're not baby; I assure you," Ivy said giving Bridget's nipples a pinch through the material.

"Mmmm... then why did you forget about them even with them staring you in the face?" Bridget said still teasing Ivy a little more.

"It was them staring me in the face that made me mess up," Ivy said in her defense then she gave her a little kiss on the cheek.

"Oh I see..." Bridget said finally letting a grin come over her face.

"Come on let's get this off of you so I can try again. I told you that I needed enough material to make up for my mistakes." Ivy said while she began to carefully lift the garment off of Bridget.

Ivy unpinned the two pieces and then they re-cut the front part. This time Ivy left the front extra long so that she could make the two sides match taking into consideration Bridget's breasts. She pinned the two parts back together before placing the garment back onto Bridget. Before she would let Bridget look at herself in the mirror, Ivy came to her right side and she placed her right hand to the inside of the garment at her right breast. Bridget felt the back of Ivy's fingers brush against her breast and she had to hold in a moan. Ivy carefully pinned the material together making it fit closer to her breast. Ivy went to the other side and did the same. Bridget knew that Ivy was letting her fingers brush against her breast more than necessary and it was having the affect Ivy wanted as Bridget felt her panties get moist. Ivy then got down on her knees and she pinned the bottom hem matching it to the back. Only when she was satisfied, did she let Bridget turn and look at herself in the mirror.

"Oh it's beautiful, just what we wanted," Bridget said as she carefully ran her fingers down the front of her simple slave dress.

"It's not beautiful yet but maybe I can get it close," Ivy said giving her a kiss to the cheek.

Ivy lifted the garment off of Bridget again, this time taking it to her sewing machine. Bridget went to the kitchen, getting a chair and she came back in sitting beside of Ivy as she began to sew. Ivy took her time, stopping here and there to take out a few stitches and redo them. Bridget didn't see what error that Ivy had made that needed to be corrected but she didn't say anything letting Ivy work. Bridget made Ivy take a couple of smoke breaks as she could see that Ivy was working hard to make this work. The last thing that Ivy attached to the garment was the lace that Bridget wanted added. Once she saw it going onto the simple slave dress, Bridget wasn't so sure that it fit but Ivy was sure that while it made her look less like a slave but it did add a piece of her to it so the lace remained.

Once she was done, Ivy helped Bridget to put the simple slave dress on. Ivy had sewn in a button on the inside of the front and a small strip of cloth on the back so that she could piece the two parts together while still leaving the sides open but not so open that her breasts would be shown if she leaned forward. However it did leave enough of an opening to give a hint of her breasts and show the sides of her panties or spankies. Once Ivy was satisfied with the way it looked, she made Bridget close her eyes while she led her over to the mirror.

"Oh it's perfect!" Bridget exclaimed as she looked at herself in the mirror.

"Not too revealing?" Ivy asked.

"No it's perfect," Bridget told her before wrapping her arms around Ivy and giving her a big kiss.

"Well my mom could have done it better and quicker..." Ivy told her.

"Maybe but you did it perfect to me and now you get your reward..." Bridget said turning and giving Ivy a kiss.

"And what reward might that be?" Ivy asked arching her eyebrows at Bridget after the kiss.

"Well first I got to get these clothes off of you," Bridget said reaching down to the bottom of Ivy's tee shirt pulling it up and off.

Bridget leaned in giving a soft kiss to each of Ivy's nipples eliciting a moan from her. Bridget then gave a kiss to Ivy's chest between her breasts while putting her hands to Ivy's hips. She began to kiss her way down Ivy's stomach while pushing Ivy's sweat shorts and panties downward. When her lips got to Ivy's bellybutton, she had Ivy's shorts and panties at her knees. She let go of those shorts and panties, letting them fall to Ivy's ankles whereupon Ivy stepped out of them. Ivy let her feet slide outward so that when Bridget's lips got to the top of Ivy's pussy, Bridget could smell Ivy's arousal.

Bridget put her hands to Ivy's asscheeks pulling Ivy into her mouth. Bridget tenderly licked at Ivy's clit getting a loud moan from her lover. Bridget licked Ivy's clit for only a moment getting Ivy a bit further aroused. Bridget moved her mouth down to Ivy's pussy where she found lots of Ivy's juices to lick up and she did so. She first licked Ivy's outer lips getting the juices there before she let her tongue part Ivy's lips to lick deeper.

Bridget felt Ivy's hands grasp the back of her head, then gently pushing her head into her pussy. Bridget pushed her tongue in deeper and she could feel Ivy's pussy spasm and she tasted more of her juices. Bridget slowly licked her way back up to Ivy's clit where she began to lick first then she formed her lips around Ivy's clit giving it gentle sucks. She heard Ivy let out a soft moan and she felt her legs begin to wobble. Bridget started to suck harder knowing Ivy was close when suddenly she felt her head being pulled back.

Bridget looked up at Ivy's flushed face wondering what was wrong when Ivy said in a lust filled voice, "Let's go to the bed, I don't think my legs will hold me up any longer."

Bridget just grinned as she let go of Ivy's ass cheeks but not before giving them both a squeeze. Ivy grinned down at her before she moved her hands back to Bridget's hands taking them in hers. Bridget felt Ivy pulling up on her hands and she got up onto her feet. Ivy pulled her into her body, giving her a long kiss. While they kissed, Bridget felt herself being eased backwards until the back of her legs hit the bed. Ivy kept leaning forward making Bridget lean backwards until she had to let go of Ivy to put her hands behind of her. Soon Bridget found herself going beyond her ability to maintain her balance, and she fell back onto her bed with Ivy following her down. Their lips broke contact but for a moment before Ivy was lying on top of her, kissing her again. Bridget tried to roll Ivy onto her back so that she could get back to what she was doing, that is making Ivy cum so hard, however Ivy resisted.

When Ivy finally ended the kissing, Bridget said softly, "Ivy roll over so I can resume where I left off."

"That's Mistress Ivy to you slave Bridget and you do as I say," Ivy said with an expression on her face that demanded obedience. But then she smiled and gave Bridget a little wink.

"Yes Mistress Ivy," Bridget said trying to be serious but she couldn't help but to giggle with Ivy going back her serious Mistress look.

"You think that was funny slave?" Ivy asked giving her a stern look.

"Oh no Mistress Ivy," Bridget said trying to be serious while still giggling.

"Mmmm... I believe my slave needs to be taught not to giggle when she's about to be punished." Ivy told her.

"And how am I to be punished?" Bridget asked as her giggling stopped.

"I guess you're about to find out, aren't you..." Ivy said seriously but then she gave Bridget another quick wink.

"I guess I am," Bridget replied with a grin on her face.

"Yes you are," Ivy said before giving her a kiss.

Bridget put her hands to Ivy's shoulders, holding on as Ivy kissed her. Soon Ivy's tongue was in her mouth and Bridget, like all good slaves, sucked upon it. Bridget pressed her tongue against Ivy's tongue and soon Ivy was sucking on her tongue.

Ivy soon ended the long passionate kiss; she gave Bridget another short kiss before Bridget felt Ivy moving down her body. Bridget thought that Ivy would unbutton the sides of her simple slave dress to get to her breasts, but she didn't. Instead she placed her hands onto her breasts, giving them a squeeze through the material of her slave outfit. Bridget then felt Ivy tenderly biting upon her nipples through the cloth. It only took a few bites to make her nipples hard as diamonds and her panties ever wetter.

Again Ivy began to move down her body where she surprised her yet again. When Ivy got down to her panties, Bridget expected her to pull her them off. Instead Bridget felt Ivy pushing her legs outward. Bridget raised her head up to see what Ivy was up to but Ivy was staring at her panties which Bridget knew were soaking wet now. Bridget watched as Ivy slowly lowered her mouth downward and Bridget felt Ivy's longue start to lick her through her panties.

"Ohhhh..." Bridget moaned lowering her head back to the bed. It felt so erotic for Ivy to be licking her through her panties and even more erotic when Ivy started to suck on her clit. She could feel Ivy sucking hard and then she felt Ivy's hands going up under the front of her simple slave dress. Those warm hands moved up to her breasts where they began to squeeze them. Ivy was going from licking against her clit to sucking on it through her panties while her hands teased her nipples, pinching and pulling on them. Bridget never dreamed that she would be able to achieve an orgasm this way but Ivy knew what she was doing and Bridget felt her clit getting sensitive and with a hard pinch to her nipples, Bridget felt the orgasm surge and then hit her hard coursing through her body.

When Bridget felt her body coming back alive, Ivy was turning her over onto her stomach. Bridget helped her by rolling on over and when she felt Ivy's hands on her hips, she brought her knees up so that Ivy had her up on her knees and her head down on the bed. Bridget knew what Ivy was going to do and she felt her pussy pulse at the thought.

Bridget opened her eyes when she felt Ivy getting off the bed. She saw that Ivy was smiling as she opened the top drawer of the nightstand where they kept their strap-on. Ivy gave her a wink before she stepped into the harness and pulled it up. The dildo was already attached and it looked huge to Bridget though it was only slightly larger than the one Ivy had been fucking her with but Bridget knew that she could easily handle it and that it would fill her so nicely. Ivy applied some lubricant to the fake cock before getting back onto the bed. Bridget closed her eyes as Ivy moved in behind of her.

This time Bridget wasn't surprised when Ivy didn't pull her panties down, instead Bridget felt Ivy pulling her panties aside. Bridget realized that Ivy was getting aroused by seeing her in her simple slave dress. When they came up with the idea for their costumes, it was more of a fantasy for Bridget, but now she realized that somehow, she had also tapped into a fantasy for Ivy too.

Bridget felt Ivy's fake cock head touch her pussy. Ivy moved the head in against her pussy pressing in a little before pulling back out.

"No..." Bridget screamed or it sounded like she screamed as she was so aroused.

"What?" Ivy asked.

"Please put it in me," Bridget moaned as she felt Ivy pressing back against her yet not entering her.

"Please put what in where and address me properly slave," Ivy commanded of her.

Bridget knew Ivy was playing out her fantasy and Bridget wanted to play it too, "Mistress, please put your big hard cock into my pussy and fuck your slave hard!" Bridget begged.

"Fuck you hard?" Ivy asked.

"Yes Mistress Ivy!" Bridget said to her.

Ivy replied by gripping her hips tighter and pushing her fake cock into her. However she didn't do it hard but rather slowly letting Bridget enjoy being filled by the cock that Ivy was wearing. Once she was completely inside, Bridget felt her pussy pulsing around Ivy's cock and then she felt Ivy's hands loosen their grip on her hips. They moved to her back where they tenderly caressed her. Bridget felt Ivy slowly withdraw her cock and Bridget moaned. Ivy stopped before completely withdrawing and the slowly push her way back in.

"Oh that feels so good Ivy," Bridget cooed.

Again Ivy didn't say anything but replied by moving the cock she was wearing a little faster and pushing in a little deeper. Ivy's hands moved from her back, sliding to her sides and on around to her breasts. Bridget felt Ivy's hands squeezing and caressing her breasts as the cock moved in and out of her pussy which was sending shock ways throughout her body. Bridget began to push back and Ivy picked up her pace in which she was fucking her. All Bridget could do was moan and push back against that wonderful cock that Ivy knew how to use. Ivy began to pinch her nipples making them almost hurt while raising her to a higher level of arousal.

Soon Ivy was fucking her much harder and Bridget felt Ivy's right hand leave her right breast going down her stomach. When those fingers touched her clit, Bridget let out a long moan. Ivy first rubbed her sensitive clit and then she started to roll it between her fingers. That sent Bridget over the cliff; she fell forward feeling the cock leave her pussy as her world turned to pleasure.

When she could feel her body again, she felt Ivy lying partially on top of her and she was kissing her cheek. Bridget slid her body around and rolled onto her back. She then moved her hands up putting them to the back of Ivy's head bringing it down for a kiss.

"This simple slave dress really turns you on doesn't it?" Bridget asked as the kiss ended. Bridget could see Ivy thinking about how to answer her question. Bridget was hoping that Ivy wouldn't try to come up with something funny or denying it completely. But she hoped that Ivy would just answer her question honestly. Then Bridget saw Ivy's face turn a little red and she knew she would get honesty.

"Yea... it does... I don't know why but you look so fucking sexy in it..." Ivy said with her face showing a rare blush.

Bridget smiled, "I feel sexy in it and I love that it turns you on so much."

Ivy leaned down and gave her a kiss, a soft lingering kiss that Bridget loved so much. "Would my slave like to fuck her Mistress?" Ivy asked her with a grin.

"She would love to..." Bridget said smiling brightly.

Ivy got up on her knees and she picked up the harness with the dildo that Ivy had taken off after she had fucked her so nicely. Ivy undid the buckles before moving up to her hips. Bridget grinned as she raised her hips up off the bed. Bridget watched as Ivy pushed up the bottom of her slave outfit however she didn't remove her panties which didn't surprise Bridget in the least. Ivy ran the straps around her hips and Bridget held the straps in place while Ivy buckled the harness.

Ivy then leaned down giving the head of the fake cock, which was covered with Bridget's juices, a little kiss. This made Bridget giggle however she stopped when she saw Ivy moving up over the cock that she was wearing. Bridget reached down to her cock, holding it as Ivy hovered above it. Bridget moved the head of her fake cock along Ivy's pussy lips. She watched as Ivy slowly closed her eyes and then she heard a soft moan come from Ivy's lips. Her eyes went down Ivy's body back to her pussy which was wet and the lips swollen revealing how aroused Ivy was.

Ivy lowered her hips a little further allowing the cock head that Bridget was holding to part her lips. Ivy moved her hips back a little so that the cock head was now rubbing against her clit. Bridget allowed Ivy to do this for only a moment before she used her hand to move the cock that she was wearing back to the opening of Ivy's pussy. She then raised her hips up off the bed, pushing her fake cock into Ivy's pussy. Ivy did the rest by letting her hips drop and thus Bridget's cock to impale her pussy. Ivy let out a loud groan as she sat down on the cock. Bridget let go of the cock, moving her hands to Ivy's breasts giving them a squeeze. Ivy leaned forward placing her own hands onto Bridget's breasts covered still by her slave outfit.

Ivy began to move her hips forward and backwards, with her eyes closed and she was letting out soft moaning sounds. Bridget could feel Ivy's juices running onto her thighs as Ivy worked her hips faster and harder. Bridget felt Ivy gripping her breasts harder and she felt the seams of her simple slave dress begin to give away but she didn't care. She wanted Ivy to climax and climax hard. She began to pinch and pull on Ivy's hard nipples as Ivy groaned out her pleasure. Ivy moved faster as she ground her hips down harder. Bridget could hear the wet sounds coming from Ivy's pussy as she rode her fake cock. Bridget pinched Ivy's nipples hard, pulling out on them. Ivy gave out a hard groan and her body went stiff. Bridget heard and felt the shoulder seam of her slave dress give away but she didn't care as she saw in Ivy's red face the pleasure that she was experiencing. Ivy then collapsed down on top of her and Bridget held onto Ivy all so tightly as Ivy went through the throes of her orgasm.

"Oh baby I tore your outfit," Ivy said once she could open her eyes and raise her head from Bridget's shoulder.

Bridget smiled, "That's okay, I know this great seamstress who can fix it." Bridget told her.

"You do, maybe we should have had her make your slave dress," Ivy quipped with a smile.

"I did have her make it," Bridget said reaching up to Ivy's face with her hands, bringing it down so that she could kiss her.

Once the kiss ended, Bridget smiled at Ivy as she said softly to Ivy, "Get up baby, I need to do something."

"What's that?" Ivy asked with a question on her face though she did as Bridget asked and she began to rise up off of her.

"Get on up and I'll tell you," Bridget said keeping her face straight, trying not to let Ivy read her thoughts.

Bridget let Ivy get up to her knees and she watched as the fake cock that she was wearing slowly came out of Ivy's pussy and she saw that it was coated with Ivy's juices and girlcum. As soon as the head of her fake cock popped out of Ivy's pussy, Bridget reached down grasping Ivy's hips in her hands. She began to pull those hips toward her and Ivy went with her.

"Now I'm going to finish what I started a few minutes ago and you wouldn't let me finish." Bridget stated grinning up at Ivy and getting a sexy grin in return.

Ivy came on up in the bed and once her pussy was over Bridget's face, she lowered her pussy to Bridget's waiting and eager mouth. Bridget opened her mouth covering Ivy's pussy and she began to suck the juices and girlcum from her. She heard Ivy moan, she then gave a kiss to Ivy's sensitive clit before going to Ivy's pussy lips and she began to lick. She loved how Ivy tasted and she so loved to lick her. Bridget moved her tongue around Ivy's lips and then up and down her slit.

She pushed her tongue between those lips, going in and deep as her tongue could reach. Ivy began to moan again. Bridget now had her hands on Ivy's asscheeks squeezing them and parting them with her fingers. She let the tips of her fingers of her right hand to tease Ivy's asshole getting Ivy to squirm over her. Bridget moved her mouth back up to Ivy's sensitive clit, licking and sucking on it while her middle finger pressed against Ivy's rosebud. She sucked hard on Ivy's clit using her lips to press against the base and she heard Ivy let out a moan as her orgasm overwhelmed her.

Ivy slid down in the bed and Bridget held her tightly as she went through the throes of her second orgasm in a matter of a few minutes. Bridget kissed Ivy and caressed her face until the last of Ivy's orgasm passed through her body.

"Let's just lay here the rest of the day and night," Ivy said pulling Bridget over on top of her as she rolled onto her back.

"Sounds good to me baby," Bridget said cooing and she laid her head on Ivy's chest.

They did lay there for a couple of hours, cuddling and kissing however they eventually became hungry and the need to use the bathroom got them off the bed that neither wanted to leave.

They cleaned up and then Bridget fixed them something to eat while Ivy fixed the damage that she done to Bridget's simple slave dress. They then smoked a cigarette on the balcony before settling down on the couch to watch a movie and just enjoy each other's company.

The next couple of weeks seem to drag by for Bridget, yet before she knew it, the Saturday of Helen's party arrived. That morning they went out to shop for some fishnet stockings; they had ordered some but Ivy wasn't completely satisfied with what she had received. So they went back to some of the costume shops and also to the store that they had found Bridget's collar. It was there that Ivy found what she was looking for. The fishnet stockings were a deep red color matching her corset. They were a bit pricy but they both agreed that it was worth it. They also found a leash that they could use as well as a cheap crop that they decided that Ivy would carry but not really use. They had a late lunch at one of the caf‚ that had tables sitting outside. They were both excited about the party and Bridget was also excited about seeing Helen's house.

As they were sipping their tea after eating, Bridget finally got around to asking the question that she had been wondering about. They were sitting at one of the outer tables and the two tables around them were empty so Bridget felt that they could talk without being overheard.

"So does Helen have an open marriage or what?" Bridget asked.

"Well yes and no," Ivy answered with a grin.

"You just love to do that to me don't you," Bridget stated as she frowned at Ivy.

"Yes I do," Ivy said grinning. "No they don't have an open marriage but rather a marriage of convenience."

"Which means?" Bridget pressed still frowning at Ivy.

"They are both gay, Bruce, her husband is gay and his boyfriend's name is Troy who works at Bruce's company. Helen as you know kind of plays the field, never really having a steady girlfriend for long." Ivy told her.

"If they're both gay, why did they marry?" Bridget asked now even more confused.

"For Bruce to move up in the company, he felt like he needed a pretty wife and as he hid his homosexuality. So when he met Helen through one of their mutual friends, he and Helen became friends and they found that they had something to offer the other. Ivy told her. "She wanted to live in a nice home and have financial security, something she didn't have as a child, and he wanted a trophy wife who didn't care that he was gay or expected anything in the bedroom. And they truly are friends and partners in life but not sexual partners."

"Oh okay," Bridget said and she thought that over for a moment before stating, "I can see that but it seems that Bruce gets more than she does, I mean she helped him get to the top, and all she got was a nice house."

"True she did help him to the top but he has helped her and her family just as much. He put her and her sister through college then gave her sister a well paying job within his company. Helen's parents now have a beautiful house and they no longer have to worry about where their next meal is coming from. When they need to go to the doctor, they see the best. So in a way, Helen got just as much as he did if not more. Her parents sacrificed a lot to try and raise Helen and her sister and she got to pay them back." Ivy told her.

"Oh now I see, still I'm not sure that life is for me." Bridget said to her.

"Me either but Helen is very happy and she and Bruce are truly best friends, they enjoy each other's company, and they respect each other's opinions. That really isn't so bad a life to have." Ivy told her.

"I guess not and as long as Helen is happy, I guess that is all that matters," Bridget said smiling.

"It is, so you ready to go?" Ivy asked gathering up her bags and purse.

"Yea, we need to get back and get ready," Bridget said as she started to gather her things. "So what is Helen's house like?"

"Not to be coy but you just have to see it," Ivy told her. "I'm not sure that I could do justice to it."

"Well I can't wait to see it and also I can't wait for the party. I hope that it will be fun," Bridget said.

"I'm sure that it will be, Helen's parties are always interesting to say the least," Ivy said with a grin.

"Good," Bridget said smiling and thinking about the party that she was going to as she had never gone to any as a child and rarely when she was at college. There everyone only seemed to want to get drunk and all the guys would hit on her which was obviously not her thing.

When they got home, Ivy poured them a bath putting some lavender scented bath beads into the bath water. Ivy then got in and Bridget got in after her sitting down between Ivy's legs. Ivy leaned on back against the end of the tub and Bridget leaned back against her. Ivy wrapped her arms her body folding them just below Bridget's breasts. Bridget put her arms over Ivy's arms as she put her head down against Ivy's right shoulder.

"Mmm this feels nice," Bridget murmured in a sigh.

"Yes it is baby," Ivy said giving Bridget a kiss to the cheek.

Bridget closed her eyes and just breathed in the sweet aroma of the bath beads and the feel of Ivy holding her. Bridget let her body go enjoying the feel of Ivy's body against her. They both just relaxed in the water, neither talking nor needing to talk. The warm water, the aroma of the bath beads, and their bodies touching was doing all the talking that needed to be done.

When the water cool, Ivy pushed Bridget up into a sitting position and she washed her back as Bridget washed her front. Then they switched positions and Bridget washed Ivy's back. She loved the feel of Ivy smooth back against her hands and obviously Ivy did too with the way she was cooing. They then got up and sat on the edge of the tub to shave their legs and pussies. They both would be showing their legs and they wanted them to be nice and smooth. Ivy then turned on the shower so that they could rinse off and wash their hair.

Once they had dried off, they helped each other to fix their hair. Bridget put lots of curls into Ivy's hair and then pinning it up in the back. Bridget on the other hand, decided to keep her hair simple as a simple slave girl should. But then as naturally curly as it was, there wasn't a lot that she and Ivy could do with; besides she didn't want to show up her mistress. Next came their makeup with Bridget applying Ivy's wanting her to look very sexy and highlighting her sexy eyes. She then put her own makeup on not letting Ivy help causing Ivy to pout at her. But she wanted to keep hers very simple like a slave would be; at least that is how she figured it in her mind. She really had no clue just what a real sex slave would look like.

They went from the bathroom to Ivy's bedroom where Bridget first helped Ivy into her corset which fit tight but Bridget didn't make it as tight as she could have. Ivy was going to be in the corset for a long time and neither wanted to be uncomfortable. Ivy then sat on the bed to put her fish-net stocking on and then her rose colored spankies.

"Ohhh... you're hot baby!" Bridget squealed upon seeing Ivy in her outfit. "You're a real Mistress now!"

"Why thank you Slave Bridget," Ivy said then she had to giggle causing Bridget to giggle with her.

"Now you know Mistresses aren't supposed to giggle!" Bridget admonished her.

"This one does," Ivy said with a hearty laugh. "Now let's get my slave girl dressed."

Bridget's took off her towel and Ivy helped her into her bra that the side straps were made of a clear plastic so it would appear that she had no bra on. As she put the bra on Ivy went to get her simple slave dress that she had washed and pressed for her. Bridget at put the back straps in the front to hook them together and as soon as she did, she knew that she had a problem. When she tried to move it around the plastic was sticking to her skin making that difficult but she managed. She put her arms through the shoulder straps, bringing them put and fitting her breasts into the cups.

"Shit," Bridget said more to herself but obviously Ivy heard from the closet where she had just gotten Bridget's slave outfit.

"What's wrong baby?" Ivy came up to her and all Bridget had to do was to look down at her bra.

"Ohhh..." Ivy said.

"This isn't going to work; I knew I should have tried the bra on before now." Bridget said showing her disappointment and worry.

"I got an extender around here somewhere maybe that will help." Ivy said laying the dress down onto the bed and she started toward her dresser.

Bridget thought for a half second before saying, "No, I'm going without, it'll look better that way anyway. Besides the material of the dress is thick enough to hide my nipples... isn't it?"

Ivy smiled as she came back over to her, "It is baby, I, like you, wanted to make our costumes sexy and revealing up to a point. From the open sides, everyone will see you're not wearing a bra, however they won't see anything I don't want them to see and you don't want them to see." Ivy told her with a reassuring smile.

"Good, help me take this damn thing off," Bridget said turning her back to Ivy so that she could unhook her bra and help her out of it.

Ivy then brought over the simple slave dress, helping it over Bridget's shoulders. Once it was in place, Ivy buttoned the side straps that kept the two sides together. Bridget noticed that when Ivy had reinforced the shoulders where the two pieces connected, she had also made the straps at the sides a little shorter. She had also added a second strap to each so that there was one just below her breasts and one just above her hips. Once they were put in place, Ivy handed Bridget her red spankies that matched the ones that Ivy were wearing. All that was left was her simple leather sandals. Bridget slipped them on and then she went to the full length mirror to look at herself. She looked from the front and she liked how the cloth formed around her breasts and noticed that Ivy was right; her nipples couldn't be seen even without the bra. She then looked from the side and saw that about an inch and a half of her skin could be seen from the side which was sexy but one couldn't see too much skin.

"It is perfect Ivy, I love it!" Bridget said with a big grin and she went to Ivy having to get up on her tiptoes to give her a kiss.

When the kiss ended, she whispered into Ivy's ears, "Thanks for the second strap on the sides."

Ivy gave her a sexy smile before saying, "Well I don't want anyone to see too much of that sexy body of yours."

"Oh you're the sexy one in that corset, stockings, panties and fuck me heels," Bridget said with a grin.

"Nope you're the sexy one, simple things can be sexier than what I am wearing," Ivy told her.

"We're both sexy then!" Bridget said with a grin before giving Ivy a kiss to end the compliments that were giving each other.

"You're right; we'll be the hit of the part!" Ivy said giving Bridget another kiss.

When the soft lingering kiss ended, Ivy sat down on the bed to put on her "fuck me" heels as she called them thus completing her outfit. When she stood up, she was a few more inches taller than Bridget making her almost tower above her and that made her look that much more of a Mistress. Ivy then carefully walked over to the dresser, picking up Bridget's collar, putting it on her thus completing Bridget's outfit, well except for the leash.

The last thing that they put on were a couple of cheap but long rain coats to cover themselves as neither wanted to be seen walking around dressed as they were. They went on out the door, heading toward the party and Bridget's first costume party.

"Oh My God! That's not a house but a mansion," Bridget exclaimed when Ivy had navigated her way up the long drive and to the front of the house. The sun was just setting and there were lights that lit up the front of the house making it all that much more imposing.

"Yea, it's a bit larger than our apartments isn't it?" Ivy said with a smile as she stopped the car and put it into park.

"Well I don't know, I think my apartment would give it a run for its money," Bridget said seriously before she burst out laughing.

Before Ivy could respond, two young men came to the car and opened the doors for them. It surprised Bridget but she accepted the young man's hand standing by her open door and she let him help her out. Ivy then came around to her as one of the young men drove Ivy's car away.

"I hope that we're not the first ones here," Bridget told her.

"We won't be but the party won't really get going for another hour. I wanted to arrive a bit early so that Helen could show you the house." Ivy said taking her hand and giving it a squeeze.

"That'll be great," Bridget said taking her hand and helping Ivy up the concrete stairway topped with marble slabs. Ivy had practiced walking with the heels that she was wearing but heels were something that she avoided at all costs. Just as they got to the door, it opened and Helen was standing there dressed in a sheer black cat suit, including the ears and bushy tail. Bridget could see Helen's nipples through the cat suit and also that she shaved her pussy as she could make out her pussy lips through the material and the cameltoe the suit created.

"Love your costume," Ivy said with a smile as she went to Helen giving her a hug.

"Yes it is..." Bridget started to say but then she was lost for the right word.

"Sexy is the word that you're looking for right," Helen said with a smile and a little laugh.

"Yes it is very sexy," Bridget said accepting Helen's hug.

"I would say the same about your costumes but all I see is raincoats... unless you came as perverts," Helen said with a laugh."'Not that I wouldn't mind getting flashed by you two." She added with a laugh.

Ivy laughed while Bridget blushed, "No we're not perverts and if you would be so kind as to turn around, we'll complete our outfits." Ivy told Helen.

"Mmm this sound interesting..." Helen said before she turned around.

As soon as Helen had turned around, they both took off their raincoats and a young lady in a maid's outfit appeared to take their raincoats and Ivy's purse but not before Ivy got the leash out. The riding crop she had clipped to the bottom of her corset. Ivy attached the leash to the D ring on Bridget's leather collar. Bridget then stepped back a foot or so and stood to Ivy's side and she put this demure expression on her face as she looked down at the floor but she kept her face up enough to see Helen's expression.

"Okay you can turn around," Ivy said in a commanding voice.

Bridget saw Helen's eyes light up as her eyes scanned Ivy first and then her. "Oh I love it, a mistress and her slave." She said excitedly as she clapped her hands together.

"Turn around and let me see you both," Helen said excitedly.

They both started to turn in opposite directions however Ivy forgot to let go of the leash and Bridget only got so far before the least stopped her almost choking her.

"Oops," Ivy said with a laugh letting go of the leash so that they could finish turning around.

"That is very imaginative and it fits you two," Helen said and Bridget wondered what she meant but then she realized that it did in a way.

"Thank you," Ivy said with a smile and Bridget felt Ivy grasping her hand and giving it a squeeze.

"Ivy made my outfit, didn't she do great," Bridget added.

"Yes she did, I didn't know you sewed." Helen said smiling at Ivy.

"I don't but then making a simple slave outfit isn't all that hard." Ivy said though she was smiling at the compliment.

"It would be for me," Helen said.

"Me too," Bridget popped in making Ivy's smile that much bigger.

"So you want the grand tour before the party really gets going?" Helen asked.

"I'd love to see your home," Bridget told her.

"Then follow me ladies," Helen said turning around. Bridget could see the curve of Helen's asscheeks through her suit and when she glanced over at Ivy, she saw that Ivy was grinning at her making her blush. The bushy tail that Helen had attached to her suit just added to the erotic nature of her costume. Helen held out her arms and Ivy and Bridget quickly caught up with Helen and then began their tour.

The house had eight bedrooms and four full baths along with a large sun room, not to mention the game room, living room, and huge dining room. Bridget knew that the home had to cost several million to build. And she added a couple million when they got to the large pool which was where the party was being held. Helen had a stage set up and the band was beginning to play. There was also a catering company there that had set up lots of finger foods for them to eat.

There were already a number of guests there and Helen left them to mingle. Ivy took a hold of the leash attached to Bridget's collar so that she could lead her around as a Mistress should. However unlike most slaves, Bridget was free to talk and move around without her Mistress's permission. Bridget got Ivy to point out Helen's husband Bruce and along side of him was his lover Troy, a young and well build man.

There were all types of costumes there some more revealing than others. Viv and Clara wore matching witch costumes and while they were conservative in nature, they did look like real witches from the storybooks. Viv even had fake warts attached to her face and neck as did Clara. They were both standing behind two large punch bowls that had dry ice in it giving it the illusion of a witch's brew. Clara's bowl was only slightly spiked while Viv's really had a kick to it. They both wanted to stay sober so they both chose Clara's punch thought both wanted to try Viv's before the night was over. They just didn't want to get drunk before the party had hardly started.

Once they had a glass of the punch in hand they moved on after talking to Clara and Viv for a bit. They next met up with June who had a harlot's costume that was made from an aqua colored sheer material. Bridget saw that June had, like her, gone without a bra however with June's costume; one could clearly see her breasts under the material. There were layers of the same material that made up June's skirt but she suspected that June had also forgotten her panties. Maggie was with her and she too was dressed the same as June, however the veils that made up her costume were a little darker and there were more veils to cover her breasts.

Frank was there with his partner and Frank was dressed up like Elton John, including the big fake glasses. While Elton John was before either her's or Ivy's time, they both still could appreciate his costume and how great he looked in it. His partner was dressed in a long flowing sequenced gown and blond wig including heels that were longer than Ivy's and he was walking easier than Ivy was.

They talked to Frank and his partner for a while before moving on to talk to more of their fellow teachers and their friends and or partners. They came across bunnies, princesses, princes, a hippy or two, not to mention several more witches and a warlock or two. A lot of the costumes were very risqu‚ but some were more conservative. But Bridget was so happy that everyone seemed to love hers and Ivy's costume. Ivy would from time to time, play like she was punishing Bridget with the crop though she never actually touched her with the end of the crop and everyone would laugh at their play acting that they hadn't rehearsed just did at the spur of the moment.

They eventually separated and mingled on their own with Bridget talking to some of the high school teachers and Ivy talking to a lot of the grade school teachers. They would eventually find each other and talk before being pulled away by different people to talk to someone they wanted them to meet.

About ten, Helen got up on the stage and took over the mike. "Before everyone gets completely snookered, we need to get to the serious part of the evening. You know that while our benefactor has endowed our school for years to come which enables us to teach at our school, he doesn't put any money into our sports programs; that we have to raise on our own with our students help. The baseball and softball teams have done well with their carwashes. And both basketball teams have also worked hard to make some money but it isn't anywhere near enough. Now normally I give you all a sob story and beg for your help even though none of us make a lot of money but everything helps. However tonight we're doing something new. Ivy has agreed to let me auction off her slave to her highest bidder for a week, anything that you want, she'll do."

"What?" Bridget yelled as she looked around for Ivy but she couldn't see her.

Then she felt a hand on each of her elbows, she looked to her right and saw Viv had a hold of her right elbow and then she looked to the left and saw that Clara had her other elbow.

"Come on slave girl," Viv said to her but then she gave her a wink and a smile.

Bridget knew that this was a game but she just wondered how far it would go and mostly she wondered if Ivy was a part of it. She was escorted up to the stage and left beside of Helen who gave her a smile and also gave her a wink also making Bridget feel a little better but when she looked out over all the guests, she realized that she was up on the stage in front of a hundred or more people and they were all staring at her. She felt her stomach fill with butterflies and she wanted to bolt but she couldn't. She quickly searched the crowd and she saw Ivy to the right of the stage. Ivy just shrugged her shoulders and she realized that Ivy had nothing to do with this; they'd both been set up.

"As you can see ladies and gentlemen, we have a fine looking slave girl here that is more than capable of doing a lot of work and is very easy on the eyes, if you catch my drift." Helen said making Bridget blush. "So what shall we start the bidding at?"

Maggie yelled out," I'll give you fifty for her!"

"I go fifty-five," Clara yelled immediately afterwards.

And so the bidding went and Bridget could only stand there and watch as people bid on her with Helen throwing in comments here and there to encourage the bidding all of which were meant to embarrass Bridget and they did making her blush more. However the bidding slowed to a stop when the bidding got to five hundred dollars. Bridget looked over at Ivy who appeared to be about to make her first bid and thus save her when Helen spoke up.

"Now ladies and gentlemen, I know that you can do better than that. Just look at this fine specimen of a woman that you're bidding on." Helen said as she came over to Bridget with the mike in her hand.

"See the muscles on this young woman," Helen said pulling on Bridget's elbow and Bridget knew what Helen wanted so she held up her arms flexing the muscles there.

"A strong woman as you can see and look at these firm thighs," Helen said lifting up the front of her simple slave dress showing not only her thighs but also most of her spankies making Bridget blush profusely. This got more than a few catcalls from the crowd.

"And look what a firm ass that she has," Helen said spinning her around and lifting the back of her simple slave dress. "Very firm ladies..." Helen said giving Bridget's left asscheek a squeeze. That got lots more catcalls from the crowd and Bridget though that she was going to die however she also felt a bit of a thrill at being at the center of attention like she was.

"Now let's see if we got a few more takers here, the last bid was five hundred, can we do better?" Helen asked turning Bridget back around to face the crowd with her face blood red.

No one said anything for a moment then Helen's husband spoke up, "Helen and my anniversary is coming up, I do believe that this pretty slave girl would make a wonderful gift, I bid one thousand dollars."

Bridget's jaw dropped as she knew there was no way she and Ivy could afford to spend that much money even for a good cause. She glanced down at Ivy hoping for a miracle and she saw that Bruce's boyfriend now standing by Ivy who at first also had a shocked look on her face until she saw Troy lean in close to her ear. Whatever he said made Ivy grin.

"Why thank you my sweet hubby, I would love to have this sweet thing at my beck and call for a week." Helen said coming over to her and Bridget felt Helen give a pinch to her right asscheek making her squeal and everyone laugh.

"I don't know that I'm ready to give her up, I bid a thousand and one dollars." Ivy said and everyone looked at her then back to Bruce.

"Well Bruce are you going to buy me this sweet cute slave?" Helen challenged her husband.

"Two thousand my sweet," Bruce replied grinning from ear to ear.

"Thank you honey," Helen said and Bridget felt Helen's hands on her asscheeks and she got the pinch but a very gentle one. Bridget had caught on by now and let out another squeal like she had been really pinched.

And so the bidding went on up to nine thousand dollars with Helen urging and egging her husband on and Ivy appearing more worried as each bid she was forced to make. Bridget could see that all the guests were getting caught up in the bidding with Helen forcing her husband to bid and Ivy looking like the world was going to end with each bid she had to make.

"Well my sweet hubby, you going to bid ten thousand for me or do you want to sleep on the couch tonight?" Helen asked of her husband though everyone there knew that this was an idle threat since they had never slept together.

"Well since you put it that way I have to bid ten thousand. That couch may look expensive and comfortable, but it sucks to sleep on." Bruce said looking like a pussy whipped husband that he wasn't.

"Good move," Helen said and then she gave Bridget a little kiss on the cheek as well as a pat on the bottom.

Ivy appeared to let out a loud sigh and she looked resigned for a moment, like she had gone as far as she could. Bridget suddenly feared that she may be sold in the end but then she heard Helen whisper into her ear, "Threaten her with the couch."

Bridget tried not to grin as she yelled to Ivy, "Well honey, who's going to sleep on the couch tonight, you or Bruce?"

"Well my couch is cheap and very uncomfortable..." Ivy said and she hesitated as if thinking it over.

"Ivy!" Bridget yelled and everyone laughed.

"Ten thousand and one dollars!" Ivy finally shouted out.

Helen then said loudly, "Sold! Mistress Ivy come on up here and reclaim your slave."

Ivy came around to the side and stepped up onto the stage which was easier to do since she had long ago shed her heels and was walking in her stocking feet.

Bridget let her come up to her and before Ivy could do anything, Bridget slapped Ivy's upped arm, "That's for almost letting me almost get sold to Helen." She said very loudly so that everyone could hear her.

"Ouch!" Ivy replied as she rubbed her upper arm while everyone laughed at them.

"And this is for buying me back," Bridget said smiling and she pulled Ivy to her giving her a kiss that Ivy wouldn't let her end quickly. Ivy pulled her in close and kissed her hard evoking catcalls from the guests.

"You know ladies, I got several bedrooms that you can try out if you like," Helen said that really got the guests going and the catcalls became louder.

Bridget broke away from Ivy blushing from the top of her head to the tips of her toes. She so wanted to be swallowed up into a hole but then she saw how all her friends and coworkers were smiling and laughing and then she didn't mind Helen's comment so much.

Helen then turned her attention back to the guest, "While I don't know what Ivy's finances are, I rather doubt that she has the ten thousand and one dollars to buy Bridget back."

"Not even close," Ivy said and everyone laughed as they worked at the same place she and Ivy did and they knew about what she made.

"So why don't we all help out Ivy buy Bridget back and at the same time help our sports teams out. There is a table down to the right of the stage, if everyone will write out on the forms provided what they are going to give this year. Give what you can afford to give and don't worry if you fear that it is too little, we'll take what we can. I know some of you have other issues that you have to worry about and we understand if you can't afford much this year. I on the other hand have been blessed to marry a wealthy man whom I can work my wiles upon and force him to part with those dollars that he holds onto so tightly." Helen said with a big grin and Bruce put this defeated look upon his face than brought forth another round of laughter.

Helen then put the mike back into the stand and went to the table where Bruce and Troy were already sitting behind. Helen managed the sports fund with Viv cosigning any check that was written, more to show that everything was legit but no one worried that Helen would spend the money for anything that was not needed. Plus she and her husband donated more than half of the money that was raised each year. Helen also helped coached the high school girls basketball team and coached the grade school girls team. So she was acutely aware of what was needed to keep the teams going. Ivy and Bridget got in line and when it was their turn, they both wrote down a hundred dollars; it was all that they could afford with them going to Ivy's mother's on Thanksgiving and them both flying home for Christmas.

"Thank you both, we appreciate it," Helen told them as they both handed over their forms.

"You're welcome; we wished we could do more, maybe in the spring..." Ivy said to her.

"This is fine," Helen assured them and as they started to turn away, she said to Bridget, "And thanks for playing along with my little auction. When I saw your outfit, I just had to do it and it made my plea for money fun for everyone."

"That's fine, I had fun..." Bridget admitted, "... though that doesn't mean that I won't get you and Ivy back one day."

"I think we deserve it," Helen said with a laugh.

"We deserve it? I didn't have anything to do with it," Ivy pleaded her innocence.

"Doesn't matter, I'm still getting even with you." Bridget told her and the people around them laughed.

"I do have one question for you?" Bridget said once they got away from the tables.

"What's that babe?" Ivy asked.

"How do I always seem to find myself in the center of attention around here?" Bridget asked. "I mean I know at the bar, it was your fantasy but everyone loved it. Anyone else and I don't think it would have been as big of a deal right?"

"It would have drawn attention but you're right, because it was you, it drew more." Ivy said.

"Why is that?" Bridget asked.

"Does it bother you?" Ivy asked seriously as she stopped and turned in front of her. "I can put stop to it, you know."

"Yes it does bother me..." Bridget said letting her old self talk but then before Ivy could reply, she let a shy smile come to her face, "But actually I kind of like it even if it embarrasses the hell out of me."

Ivy's worried look turned into a smile, "I thought you did from the way you kissed me... after hitting me," Ivy told her.

"But you haven't answered my question, why me, what's the attraction?" Bridget asked.

Ivy paused for a moment before answering, "Because you're so innocent looking and in a way you appear to be naive."

"Oh am I na‹ve and innocent, even now? I mean I know that I was innocent when I got here but don't feel that way now," Bridget said as she didn't really like to appear to be either.

"Bridget, you weren't either of them when you got here." Ivy told her.

"But I had never done anything before you came along and helped me to see who I was," Bridget told her.

"That didn't mean that you were innocent of who you were or naive about it. You knew you were lesbian, you just needed a little push and you're not na‹ve, never have been." Ivy said with a smile, "Besides looking like both while being neither isn't a bad way to be. You can catch people off guard that way and people will sense that they can trust you and they can."

"I guess you're right, I didn't think of it that way," Bridget said and then she asked, "Is that what attracted you to me in the first place?"

"MMM maybe a little but it was the woman inside of you I wanted to know. But it was the sense that I could trust you that gave me the courage to kiss you." Ivy said with a wink.

"Oh I see," Bridget said with a grin, "How about some of Viv's punch now?"

"Okay but just one, I got to get us home you know." Ivy said with a laugh.

They went over to Viv's punch bowl that appeared to have been just refreshed. Viv was still helping with the donations so they helped themselves to a small cup.

Bridget took a small sip and at first it tasted like any other punch that she had had before except that it had more flavors and tasted so nice. She didn't taste any alcohol until she swallowed and she felt it burn all the way down to her stomach.

"Whoo!" She said aloud.

"It packs a punch doesn't it?" Bridget heard someone say behind of them. She and Ivy turned around to see Polly, a heavyset middle aged woman who taught first grade. She was dressed in a Little Bo Peep outfit.

"Yes it does, I think one or two sips of this will put me down for the night." Bridget said with a laugh.

"Something tells me that you've been reading Little Bo Peep to your class." Ivy said with a little laugh.

Bridget was a bit confused and Polly told her, "I let my class pick out my costume every year. One of these years I'm going to learn to read them something that I have a chance of looking like a grown up in."

"Seems like I heard you say the same thing last year when you came as Humpty Dumpty," Ivy said with a laugh and Polly laughed even louder.

"I did but my kids so love to see pictures of me dressed up in the costume that they picked out." Polly said.

"And you love to see their smiling faces as they do I bet, "Bridget said to her.

"I do and don't forget giggling, there's always lots of giggling," Polly said with a laugh.

"Of that I have no doubt," Bridget said laughing with Polly.

They stayed and talked to Polly for a while until Polly's partner came by to fetch her. Polly had gotten her to dress as a sheep and from her flushed face, she was obviously burning up in the costume. There was obviously a lot of love between the two for her to dress in a costume that she knew she would get heat stroke wearing. So they said their goodbyes so that Polly could get her partner home and cooled off. Bridget and Ivy stayed until midnight talking and enjoying the party. They did finish their one small cup of punch but declined any more. One was more than enough for them.

"So did you enjoy your first Halloween costume party?" Ivy asked while they waited for Ivy's car to be brought around to them.

"Oh hell yes, I can't wait until next year's party," Bridget said with a wide grin on her face.

"Yea I can't wait to see Helen auction you off again," Ivy said giving Bridget a wink.

"No way am I doing that again, we're going as something completely different and something that Helen can't figure out a way to get me on stage." Bridget said firmly though she had to admit to herself that it was fun even though she was blushing from embarrassment the whole time.

"Oh I think Helen and I can come up with a way to get you back up there," Ivy said grinning.

Bridget turned to face Ivy, "Now don't tell me you had something to do with that tonight, not after making me believe that you didn't," Bridget said staring Ivy in the eyes.

Ivy raised up her hands, palms forward, "Oh no, I didn't have a clue as to what she was up to until Troy came over and told me. By then you were halfway to the stage and I couldn't stop it, not that I would have..." Ivy told her and when she didn't blink or look away, Bridget knew she was telling the truth.

"Okay," Bridget said.

Then she felt Ivy gather her up in a hug and she heard her whisper, "Now next year might be a whole different matter."

Before Bridget could protest, she felt Ivy's lips on hers in a kiss, a long lingering kiss that lasted until Ivy's car arrived. Bridget quickly pulled back as the young man was getting out from under the steering wheel.

When they got back to Ivy's apartment they headed straight to the bathroom, stripping out of their costumes before taking a quick shower together to get the sweat off their bodies as it had been a warm evening. They did a little caressing and kissing while in the shower and a little bit more when they got to bed. However it had been a long and exciting day, so they quickly fell asleep with Bridget cuddled up in Ivy's arms.

The next afternoon, Ivy came down early and they went out to eat. By then Bridget had finished up on her lesson plans and grading the tests and homework that her students had completed on Friday; Bridget had also worked in a call to her sister Mary to tell her about the party and how she was auctioned off. Mary told that she couldn't believe that Bridget would ever get up on the stage like that and Bridget agreed that she didn't think so either but she did and it was fun. Bridget could tell that Mary was proud of her for coming out of her shell like she had been doing since she had moved out west.

After eating and a stroll down by the piers by the bay, they headed back home. When they got into Ivy's apartment, Bridget noticed that her simple slave costume was hanging up by Ivy's washer and it appeared to have been washed, dried, and ironed.

"You're not saving this for another time are you?" Bridget asked as she fingered her slave dress.

"I might have you wearing it another time or two..." Ivy said giving her a sexy wink. "Would you wear it sometime if I ask?"

"I might be convinced to wear it..." Bridget said then she came over to Ivy letting her take her into her arms. She gave Ivy a little kiss before she put her mouth to Ivy's right ear and whispered, "You know this little slave hasn't been tied to your bed and you had your way with me in a while..."

"Oh..." Ivy said and Bridget saw the big smile on Ivy's face as she pulled away from Ivy's arms and headed toward the bedroom.

End of Part Eleven

To be continued...

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