Not to be read by anyone under 18. This story contains graphic descriptions of 
sexuality. If this offends you, leave now. 

LIBERATING LIBBY
By Rexy4

Paul sat in the car waiting as usual. Libby was always late, but that might 
change soon with any sort of luck. "I hope she has been listening to the tape I 
made her" thought Paul. Paul thought back to all the time he had put in 
researching subliminal and at last he hoped to finally see if all that work had 
come to fruition.
Libby came running down to the car dressed in her usual baggy jeans and sweater. 
She was a very attractive girl but with some help could be a stunning one. "Hi 
Paul" , "Hi Beautiful" replied Paul. "Where to?" asked Paul already hoping he 
Knew what Libby was going to say. "The Mall, I really do need some new clothes 
Paul. Do you mind?" "No Lib you know I love shopping with you". "Since when?" 
laughed Libby.
The drive to the Mall was maddening for Paul he kept wondering had the tape 
worked. He kept thinking of all he had put on the tape. Libby to trust Paul, 
Libby loves Paul, Paul knows best, I want to do what Paul tells me to, I love 
doing what Paul tells me to, I have to do what Paul tells me to, I must obey 
Paul, Paul is everything to me. 
LIbby had had the tape for over a week and this was the first chance Paul had to 
find out if the tape was working. "did you listen to the tape I made for you 
Lib" asked Paul. "Sure thing Paul" replied Libby "I cannot stop listening to it 
my flatmate thinks my music tastes are a bit limited I think."
Great thought Paul at least programming about listening to the tape as much as 
possible had worked. As they exited the car and entered the Mall Paul thought 
now for the big test.
The clothing store was reasonably trendy one but not too outlandish, a great 
store to start Libby's new outlook on her wardrobe. "What do you think Paul" 
asked Libby as she paraded in front of him in a new pair of baggy jeans and 
loose fitting sweater." "No I don't think so Libby, you always wear the same 
type of clothes. Why don't I pick some out for you."
"Ok Paul what do you suggest then if you don't like my style of dressing" 
retorted a now slightly hurt Libby. "Right" said Paul "I would like you to try 
on this and this for a start" Libby stared at the clothes Paul pointed out open 
mouthed, They were a shiny pair of black leather jeans and silver velour top. 
"I'd never wear that Paul" a shocked Libby spluttered. "Of course you would 
Libby, I would like you to try them on for me, trust me I know what looks good 
on you." A look of confusion came over Libby's face as she struggled with 
conflicting emotions. She didn't think she liked the clothes but somehow she 
thought she should do it for Paul because he would know if the clothes suited 
her and she like pleasing him.
"Go on I'm not waiting forever" interjected Paul, hoping he hadn't pushed things 
along too quickly. "Oh of course I'm sorry Paul" said Libby as she scurried to 
changeroom. Great thought Paul if this works the skys the limit I'm going to be 
having a wet dream come true.
Libby came out of the change room looking less than happy with Pauls choice of 
clothing in fact she looked very self conscious. "Paul these jeans and top are 
too small I can hardly breath in these jeans and this top is too tight for my 
bra it shows through too much" "Don't be silly you look terrific, you have to 
buy them, You WILL buy them won't you, to please me"
Libby's face was again a picture of confusion for a few seconds then she said 
"Please you, yes I would like that, I will buy them." then she smiled in a 
dreamy sort of way and started heading back to the change room. "NO Libby, you 
don't need to change, HAVE the girl put your old clothes in a bag and KEEP this 
outfit on."Said a now stern sounding Paul. "Yes of course Paul if you say so" 
said a rather stunned looking Libby.
Paul could not believe it, here was his ultra conservative girlfriend looking 
stunning in a pair of leather jeans that looked nearly sprayed on, and a top, 
that just begged to get rid of the bra that was underneath it. What next thought 
Paul, perhaps some shoes and then home, can't over do it first day now can we.
"Right come on Lib you need some shoes now, you can't wear sneakers with that 
outfit." said Paul as they continued through the Mall. "Oh Paul I have plenty of 
shoes at home I don't need to buy any new ones." A slightly vexed Libby 
retorted. Paul stopped walking and turned to Libby and said, "Look Libby do you 
want my help or not, I thought you trusted my judgment, but if you think you 
know more about fashion and what looks good on you then perhaps I should just go 
home and let you do this on your own."
Libby's mouth opened and shut a few times and was about to tell Paul where to go 
when the thought of shopping without Paul didn't seem right and without knowing 
why, she was sure Paul knew a lot more about fashion than she did. Therefore 
Libby concluded that Paul really did know what looked good on her and perhaps 
she was just being silly and selfish.
As Libby turned to speak to Paul she caught a look at her reflection in a shop 
window and could not really believe it was her. She looked like she should be in 
a disco and even then she would not normally wear anything this sexy. All of 
Libby's doubts started coming back to her but before she could start to question 
why she was doing this Libby caught a glimpse of Paul walking off towards the 
exit.
Paul thought to himself "this is it, all these months of work could end up being 
wasted now". "Perhaps I should not have pushed it on the shoes and let things be 
for a while and reinforce Libby's conditioning before doing anything else".
While Paul was musing on his worries Libby was kicking into panic mode. Here was 
Paul disappearing into the distance, perhaps he would never want to see her 
again, if that happened what would she do, she couldn't cope without Paul in her 
life. She could kick herself, it was only a pair of shoes and Paul really was an 
expert on fashion wasn't he? Libby decided she would buy any shoes Paul 
suggested if she could only catch him before he leaves.
"I've blown it thought Paul, back to the drawing board I suppose, I'll just have 
to take it slower with Libby, she really is a lot more reserved than even I 
thought she was". "I mean the outfit I talked her into buying is ultra 
conservative compared to what I want her wearing".
Pauls' thoughts were interrupted by a breathless shout coming from behind him, 
"Paul! Paul wait up please" yelled a now visibly upset Libby. Paul stopped and 
waited, feeling relieved and a little smug. "Paul I'm sorry, I didn't mean to 
offend you, of course I need shoes and I'll leave it up to you to pick them out, 
I'm so sorry I upset you" blurted Libby.
Paul didn't reply straight away but looked at Libby from head to toe and God 
there was even tears in her eyes "YES" thought Paul "I've got her, this is it 
and I know just where to take her to get those shoes while she's feeling so 
contrite, but first I think just a little taste of what I've got to look forward 
to." Paul reached forward and pulled Libby towards him catching her behind the 
neck and proceeded to give her a long passionate kiss, Libby responded by 
hugging him tight, now so relieved he hadn't left her here on her own. Paul 
proceeded to let his tongue roam Libby's mouth and his other hand gripped her 
leather clad arse. Libby wasn't keen on this public showing of affection but 
didn't want to upset Paul again by saying anything. Paul on the other hand was 
ecstatic, Libby wasn't keen on him cuddling her in public let alone him copping 
a feel of her arse in the middle of the Mall. Paul still hadn't managed to get 
Libby into bed with him yet but he now knew it was only how soon, not if, 
anymore. 
Paul finally broke off the kiss leaving them both a little breathless but before 
finishing this moment Paul thought he would stretch his luck just a little 
further. Paul slower turned Libby around so that she faced the windows of the 
shops and embraced her around the waist, then staring at their reflections in 
the window he watched Libby's reaction as he slowly kissed her on the neck and 
then whispering in her ear "you look so hot, leather really suits you" and he 
slowly caressed her thigh bringing his hand over her stomach and up to her 
breast, slowly rubbing the palm of his hand over her nipple before giving her 
breast a gentle squeeze. With this Libby gently tried to pull away but Paul only 
tightened his grip on her waist and giving her nipple another rub whispered in 
her ear "you should wear leather all the time it not only makes you look hot it 
gets me hot." With this Paul let go of Libby noting the blush of embarrassment 
on her cheeks but he was distinctly pleased to note no sound of protest came 
from her.
Libby was feeling extremely embarrassed but also pleased that she had turned 
Paul on, so perhaps these clothes had been a good idea after all. As for wearing 
more leather she would have to see about that, she wasn't totally comfortable 
wearing her first leather garment, but she was relieved Paul was so pleased with 
her and Paul does know a lot about fashion, perhaps she should think about it, 
and get something a little more conservative than her current outfit.
Paul led Libby to an out of the way boutique called Risky Business. From what 
Libby could first see on entering the store no wonder it was called Risky. If 
she thought what she had on was bit over the top for every day wear then what 
was in this shop made her look positively boring.
Paul hurried Libby over to the shoe section before she got too nervous with all 
the outrageous clothing in the store. He quickly picked out a pair of ankle 
boots with a three inch stiletto heel, "here try these on Lib they will look 
great" said Paul enthusiastically. Libby immediately sat down and pulled her 
sneakers off , the boots were not what she would of bought, they were too high 
for a start but Paul knew best and he was right she couldn't wear sneakers with 
this outfit.
While Libby was organizing her footwear, Paul had a fast perusal of the store 
stopping in front of a black shiny jacket that would just set Libby's outfit 
off. Perhaps it might cheapen the effect a little but what the hell, that was 
the point wasn't it? As Paul took the jacket off the hanger the sales girl 
approached him wanting to know if he needed any help. Paul couldn't help but 
stare at the salesgirl, she had on a gold metallic top and matching miniskirt 
with a pair of boots with at least four to five inch hills and the boots came up 
to her knees.
She had a great body , but what really struck Paul was her hair and makeup. Her 
hair was shortish and bleached blonde and I mean blonde, the dark roots were 
starting to show through and her makeup was heavy. She had on very heavy 
eyeliner and gold eye makeup , a fair amount of blusher and glossy pink 
lipstick. The heavy makeup and the dark roots showing through gave her that 
cheap tarty look that was Paul's ideal look for Libby. I now had my role model 
for Libby, all I had to do was to convince Libby that she just had to look like 
this vision in front of me.
While Paul was chatting up the salesgirl Libby was watching the two of them 
talking and laughing and she was worried. "How could he be ignoring me and 
chatting up that tart" thought Libby, I had better get over there and she 
proceeded to wobble across the shop unsteady on her new stiletto heels.
While Libby wobbled, Paul had found out the salesgirl's name was Sharon and she 
had a very sexy little girl voice. "I think your girlfriend is having trouble 
with those heels" stated Sharon " Are you sure your in the right shop, she looks 
a little uptight to me and I can't see her buying that jacket." "Oh you might be 
surprised" replied Paul "I'm trying to re-educate her dress sense." "Perhaps I 
should let you take over, you look pretty hot." "Thanks" replied Sharon 
"Actually your girlfriend has a great body I'm sure we have the outfits here to 
make her look sensational, I can't really see her wanting to wear any of them 
but if I can help just let me know" with this Sharon gave Paul a business card.
Just before Libby made it to their position Paul asked Sharon where she got her 
hair done. "Just round the corner, they are a bit radical but I love them, they 
also do makeovers but then again your girlfriend doesn't really wear any does 
she?" "No thought Paul but that was definitely going to change, soon Libby was 
going to think the blonder the better & the more makeup the sexier."
Libby finally reached them by now she was bordering on being jealous of this 
trampy salesgirl that Paul was obviously ogling. "Ok Paul lets take these shoes 
and go" said Libby giving Sharon a look of disdain. "Wait a minute Libby I've 
found this jacket that would go perfectly with your outfit, I want you to try it 
on before we go" said Paul. "Actually that jacket is sold with the matching 
skirt underneath Paul" interjected Sharon.
Libby got a glimpse of the skirt and thought "I couldn't wear anything that 
short" Libby's look of dismay was not missed by Sharon who bitchily said "I can 
see its a bit too trendy for you Libby perhaps there is something more your 
style in the older ladies section" Paul rapidly interceded into this dangerous 
by-play "Actually Libby you do need some skirts and this one is lovely you would 
look really stunning in it."
Libby didn't know what to say, she didn't want to give Sharon the satisfaction 
of saying no and Paul said she would look stunning in it, but it was so short, 
she felt so confused. "We will take it right Lib" said Paul beaming at Libby. 
Libby looked at Paul's beaming face and immediately knew she couldn't say no to 
Paul, he had been so good to her today and so patient, he obviously knew better 
than her what she should wear. "Yes we'll take them" replied Libby looking 
smugly at Sharon.
As they exited the shop Libby realized she hadn't even tried the jacket and 
skirt on and she had left her sneakers behind. "Paul I left my sneakers behind 
and I didn't even try the jacket and skirt on what if they don't fit" "Relax" 
said Paul "Its about time you stopped wearing sneakers and I'm sure everything 
will fit I picked them out didn't I." "Well yes Paul if your sure" said a now 
fairly meek Libby, she felt as if she had had enough decision making for one 
day.
As they strolled back towards Paul's car Paul slipped his arm around Libby's 
waist and let his hand rest on her arse gently rubbing it. While Libby was 
feeling stressed she felt good that Paul was beside her it felt like it helped 
having Paul make some decisions for her.
Paul casually said on the way back to Libby's place "Libby will your flatmate be 
home when we get back?" "Paul I know you and Cindy don't exactly get on but you 
should try harder, Cindy's a lovely girl. But no, she has gone away for the 
weekend." Great thought Paul, Cindy had good looks and a great body but for some 
reason could not stand Paul. "By the way Libby did you give Cindy that tape I 
made for her yesterday" "Yes Paul that was nice of you, she didn't think she 
would like it but she was still listening to it when I went to bed and she took 
it with her when she went.
It could not be going better thought Paul that bitch Cindy needed an attitude 
adjustment and while Libby's conditioning was fairly subtle over an ongoing 
period Cindy's was a little more straight to the point. When Cindy came back I 
think see will see me in a completely new light.
Back in Libby's apartment Paul said to Libby "Is it all right if I have a shower 
I feel kind of sweaty" "Of course Paul there are towels in the bathroom help 
yourself." "Oh" said Paul "I made you a new tape why don't you put it on while 
I'm in the shower." "Sure" said Libby "But don't be too long will you"
Paul whistled while showering he needed a fail-safe with Libby and the second 
tape was it. Now that Libby had been subjected to the subliminals for some time 
now she reacted to them much quicker and was much more susceptible to 
suggestion. That's where the second tape came in, it implanted a trigger into 
Libby's subconscious which when activated sent her into a very deep trance ready 
to obey commands unquestionably if her conditioning didn't kick in.
Paul knew he could have an unquestioning sex slave if he so wanted but with 
Libby, the turn on was getting her to do things she wouldn't normally dream of 
doing and have her be embarrassed because she did them. He wanted Libby to 
slowly turn into looking like his fantasy, cheap and slutty but he wanted her to 
know that she looked this way and not necessarily like it but to think she had 
to be fashionable and to keep him interested.
As Paul finished his shower he thought about sex with Libby, she hadn't come 
across yet but he felt tonight was the night and if he just couldn't wait there 
was always the trigger. He got a hard on just thinking about it . Dressing he 
thought the tape should have finished by now he had better check on Libby.
Coming back into the main room Paul stopped in his tracks here was Libby sitting 
in a chair staring sightlessly into space one hand caressing her leather clad 
thighs and crutch the other caressing her breast through her top. This second 
tape should by now have implanted her trigger and reinforced her idea that Paul 
really did know how she should look and how much she needed him. Also the 
caressing of herself through her clothes should have removed any second thoughts 
about liking them, in fact she should now be really pleased Paul told her to buy 
them.
Paul sat down rearranging his hard on and started to awaken Libby he was sorely 
tempted to issue some sexual commands immediately but restrained himself. He 
wanted to push Libby a little bit more without having to force her just yet.
"Awake now Libby, remembering only listening to music while I was gone" intoned 
Paul. Libby's eyes slowly focused and she stretched making her silver velour top 
strain to contain her breasts. "Oh Paul you've finished, I was away with the 
fairies. Would you like a drink?" "Sure a beer would be nice thank you Lib." 
Libby got up and returned with two beers, put them down sat on the couch, leaned 
over and gave Paul a big kiss. "What was that for." Said a surprised Paul. 
"Well" said Libby "I was looking in the mirror in the kitchen and I thought 
these clothes do look and feel good on me, I'm pleased Paul picked them out for 
me."
"Well I told you so Libby, you should listen to me more often." "I realize that 
now Paul I'll try harder from now on." Replied Libby. Paul then decided to push 
his advantage. "What did you think of the boutique and Sharon Lib." Libby 
thought for a little while before saying "Well I'm not sure I'm ready for their 
outfits yet and Sharon looked rather cheap I thought"
"Libby Libby Libby" replied Paul "Risky Business is the most fashionable 
boutique in town and I thought Sharon looked pretty hot, not cheap at all." "But 
all that makeup Paul and don't you think her hair was a little too blonde and 
she didn't have a bra on." "Well Libby I think makeup enhances a girls beauty 
and her hair looked great I thought. In fact you would look great blonde Lib and 
if you used some makeup you would look even better. Anyway enough talk you have 
got some new clothes to try on, why don't I finish my beer and you go and 
change."
"Oh I had almost forgotten about that I'd better see if they fit" said a 
slightly shocked Libby. "I didn't realize Paul thought I should look so 
different, am I that plain" mused Libby as she struggled out of her skin tight 
jeans. "I knew he had the hots for that Sharon, she didn't even have as big a 
bust as mine" with that thought Libby whipped off her top and removed her bra 
then replaced the top. Then the skirt went on and lastly the jacket. "Wow" 
thought Libby the skirt only came down legs six or seven inches and was skin 
tight, it made her arse look as if was made of leather and her nipples were 
poking through the material of her top. Libby slipped her boots back on and 
quickly left the room so she wouldn't change her mind and take the outfit off.
"How do I look" asked Libby. Paul could not believe his eyes she looked 
stunning. Stockings instead of panty hose would be an improvement, have to be 
fishnet I think and perhaps a sexier top that showed more flesh but not bad, not 
bad at all. "You look fantastic Libby, I told you should always wear leather, 
but haven't you any makeup just some lipstick and eye shadow would top you off."
Libby sighed "Men, but then Paul had been right all day, perhaps Cindy had some 
in the bathroom" "Just a moment Paul I'll see what I can find if it will stop 
you nagging." When Libby re-entered the room she was wearing a light shade of 
lipstick and she had applied silver eye shadow to her eye lids. "Libby you look 
incredible, you should never go without makeup again, come here beautiful."
Paul crushed Libby into his arms kissing her and fondling her arse, his erection 
prodding her in the stomach. "Paul slow down not tonight darling" "Why not" 
pleaded Paul. "I've got my periods" said a blushing Libby. This was all too much 
for Paul he couldn't help himself he lowered the boom on Libby. "Pink leather 
Yellow leather" whispered Paul "Whaaa......" Libby was deeply under.
End of Part 1

LIBERATING LIBBY
By Rexy4
PART 2

Paul was now breathing heavily he hadn't wanted it to be this way yet but God he 
was horny. He looked at Libby standing with her head lolling on her shoulders 
and her eyes closed it was just too good an opportunity to let pass. "Libby can 
you hear me" enquired Paul "Yessss" was the barely audible reply from Libby. 
"Libby I want you to stand up straight, open your eyes but stay deeply asleep 
and listen only to my voice. Do you understand?" "Yessss" again replied Libby, 
as she rigidly stood to attention staring straight ahead.
"Libby I'm going to give you some instructions and you will obey them without 
question. Now Libby I'm about to give you some instructions what will you do?" 
"I will obey them without question" said the deeply entranced Libby. "Libby when 
I say awake you will awaken you will want to look at yourself in the mirror to 
see how you look. When you see yourself you will become turned on, the more you 
stare the more turned on you will become. You will find you will have to caress 
the leather of your skirt and your nipples will have to be rubbed and your 
breasts squeezed, all the time thinking how great you look. You will reply to 
any questions I ask you and obey any commands I give you, is that clear."
"Yessss" replied Libby
"Awake" an excited Paul commanded. Libby blinked a few times then turned towards 
the mirror, her eyes widening as she took in the sight of herself. Libby's 
breathing became rapid as her hands moved to caress herself. Paul could not 
believe this erotic sight unfolding before him. "Libby take off your jacket and 
top and then put your jacket back on" Libby did this immediately and now Paul 
was getting the sight of her breasts as she ran her hand around her breasts. It 
was nearly too much for Paul, he had to free his cock from the confines of his 
trousers. "Libby, how do you look?" questioned Paul. "I look fantastic" said an 
obviously very aroused Libby. "How do you feel Libby?" Again queried Paul. "I 
feel horny" breathed Libby. "Who made you look this way Libby?" persisted Paul. 
"You did Paul" said Libby "You need to thank me, don't you Libby and you need to 
know how you can thank me. In fact you will do anything to repay me for making 
you look and feel this way. Now thank me Libby"
Libby turned towards Paul looking very flushed and said "Paul I want to thank 
you for making me look this good, I will do anything to repay you, just tell me 
what I can do." "Come here Libby and kneel down in front of me and look what I 
have in my hand" said Paul. Libby immediately obeyed and finished staring at 
Paul's cock. "I want you to caress it Libby as you caress yourself, do it now." 
Libby again obeyed, caressing Paul's cock lovingly and caressing her breast at 
the same time.
"Smell it Libby, it smells beautiful doesn't it. It the most beautiful sight and 
smell you have ever experienced isn't it" gasped Paul. "Yesss it smells so 
wonderful And it looks so good" gasped Libby. Paul was about to cum, he didn't 
think he could control it much longer. "Kiss it Libby, kiss it and lick it" 
shouted Paul. No sooner had Libby run her tongue along Pauls shaft than he 
started to cum. He quickly grabbed Libby's head and proceeded to cum on her face 
and in her hair, he didn't think he would ever stop. "Cum Libby, cum now" 
shouted Paul. Libby began to shudder and moan as Paul began to finish his 
orgasm. "Lick me clean Libby, then stand up to attention in the middle of the 
room."
Libby finished cleaning Paul's cock and stood stiffly at attention in the middle 
of the room. "What a sight" thought Paul. Here was his ultra conservative 
girlfriend in a skin tight leather mini, high heels and just a jacket leaving 
her breasts visible underneath. Add to this, cum dripping down her face and 
matted in her hair. It was a dream come true, but he now needed to return her to 
normal, because it was by far a bigger turn on for her to slide into total 
sluttiness, with just some coercion from him and perhaps the help of some tapes, 
depending how cooperative she became.
"Libby you will go to the bedroom, undress and shower, return to the bedroom and 
get into bed and there await my instructions. Do you understand." "Yessss" 
replied Libby. "Then do it now" commanded Paul. Paul sat on the bed watching 
Libby climb into bed after her shower. As she settled and lay still with her 
eyes staring at the ceiling Paul contemplated if he needed to condition Libby 
anymore just yet.
"Libby when I say the word normal you will be totally yourself, remembering 
nothing that has happened this evening, except you had a lovely time with me and 
want me to sleep with you tonight. However while you are sleeping tonight you 
will replay in your mind all of today's events. The buying of clothes, how good 
you looked, how pleased I was. You will also replay your changing into your 
other new outfit & how fantastic you looked and how horny you felt, in fact 
while you dream you will become aroused again and again as you keep replaying 
the days events, all the while thinking, Paul made me look so fantastic, Paul 
knows what's best for me, I can't cope without Paul's help." "Do you understand 
Libby?' "Yessss Paul" replied Libby.
"Before you sleep Libby, I want you to answer all of the questions I'm about to 
ask you and to answer them truthfully, also when you are in this state you will 
reply to my commands with ' I hear and obey'. Do you understand?" asked Paul, 
now getting right into this total control. "I hear and obey" a robotic sounding 
Libby intoned.
"Libby what is your money situation like?" asked Paul. "I have no money 
problems" intoned Libby. "Explain your money situation fully." Commanded Paul. 
"I hear and obey" recited Libby. "I have a trust fund that keeps me in money, I 
don't have to work I'm am actually quite rich." "Well" thought Paul. "I would 
never have guessed Libby was rich she certainly does not act like it. This 
certainly makes her transformation into my fantasy woman a whole lot easier, she 
can buy whatever I like, she can afford it."
"Libby why do you work if you do not have to?" asked Paul. "I like working it 
gives me an interest" replied Libby. Working was a distraction Paul didn't 
really want Libby to have at the moment, he didn't want other peoples' opinions 
on how she looked, interfering with his influence on her.
"Libby you will not work any more you are far too busy" commanded Paul. "I hear 
and obey' intoned Libby. "You will ring your work on Monday and tell them you 
can't come in anymore you have another job. You do not expect severance pay and 
then hang up. Do you understand." "I hear and obey" again replied Libby.
"Now Libby tell me why you are not going to work anymore" asked Paul. "I'm far 
too busy to work anymore." Replied Libby and a small tear trickled down the side 
of her face. "Wasn't that a lovely sight." thought Paul. "Still a lot of the old 
Libby in there, that's what I want. Things could not be going better."
"Before going to sleep Libby, I am going to give you some instructions, they are 
............." Whispered Paul. "I hear and obey." Replied Libby.
Libby was having a wonderful dream, she was back in her leather mini, her boots 
and shiny black jacket, no underwear at all. She was sitting in front of the 
bathroom mirror, her face was completely made up except her eyes. Libby first 
applied some dark eyeliner and then the silver eye shadow, she looked into the 
mirror marvelling how sexy she looked, in fact she was beginning to become 
aroused. Libby redid her eye makeup, her eyeliner becoming darker and her eye 
shadow started to cover more of her eye area, in fact it was now up to her 
eyebrows. Libby's breathing was becoming ragged as one hand caressed herself and 
the other kept reapplying silver eye shadow. Libby finally orgasmed while 
staring intently into the mirror. After coming back down from her high, Libby 
stood up and proceeded to the bedroom where she knelt beside the bed.
Paul waited excitedly as he could hear the stifled moans coming from the dreamer 
in the bathroom, his erection now the one staring unsighted at the ceiling. Then 
a vision walked into the room and slowly knelt down beside him. Libby looked 
like a slut, her makeup was so heavy you would not know it was her, it was the 
look he was trying to achieve. Paul's thoughts were interrupted by Libby, 
grabbing hold of his cock and slowly bringing her mouth down so that it 
eventually enveloped it. Slowly Libby's head moved up and down and her heavily 
silvered eyes opened and she stared intently at Paul. This was too much for Paul 
as he tensed and then came and came and came. Libby couldn't cope with the 
copious amount of cum and it slowly dribbled down her chin.
Paul sighed as Libby finally slept after undressing and washing her face clean. 
All Libby would remember was the erotic dream she had all night and how 
fantastic she looked and felt in it. She would also associate those feelings 
with leather and makeup, making all this seem to be a fantasy of hers. Also the 
underlining thought in all this for Libby, was that Paul had managed to get her 
to look so good and she enjoyed doing what Paul wanted.
Paul decided the next few weeks were going to be very rewarding for him and very 
transforming for Libby.
End Part 2
LIBERATING LIBBY
By Rexy4
PART 3
Paul awoke to feelings of contentment, if things kept going the way they were, 
he could look forward to a life of luxury and fulfilment. His fantasies were 
spinning through his brain making his head swim. He looked over to where Libby 
was still sleeping, but not so peacefully, every now and then a little moan 
would escape her lips and a tiny shudder would make her body tremble. Paul could 
not imagine the countless times she had re-run the events of last night, turning 
them into an erotic dream fantasy.
Paul was convinced that now, thanks to last nights events and the follow up of 
continuous replaying through her dreams, as far as Libby was concerned, leather, 
heavy makeup, oral sex and masturbation would now be a fantasy turn on. She 
wouldn't necessarily begin doing these things right away, but from now on images 
of herself from last night would flash into her head from just say a glimpse of 
a girl in leather or someone with lots of makeup on. She would no doubt be 
embarrassed by these thoughts but they were the beginning of her total 
acceptance of this new look for her and because of yesterday and last night she 
would only consider doing any of this for him.
Libby slowly surfaced from a very deep sleep, she felt slightly aroused and then 
flashes of her "dreams" flitted through her brain. Blushing deeply, Libby rolled 
over to find Paul watching her intently. "Good morning Lib." Said a smiling 
Paul. "Sleep well?" "Yes, thank you Paul" said Libby quickly lowering her eyes 
as images of a large throbbing cock leapt unbidden into her mind. "God, I must 
need some sex.." thought Libby. "Thank you for understanding about my periods 
last night Paul, it is nice to know I am going out with such a unselfish 
gentleman." Blurted Libby. "Don't worry they won't last forever and I will make 
it up to you." Said Libby blushing profusely, she was not normally this forward 
but Paul had been so good and understanding the last few days and the thought of 
having sex with him seemed to fill her with a strange erotic excitement.
"What do you want to do today Lib?" enquired Paul "Well I don't know Paul, how 
about we go to the Mall and do a little shopping and see what happens." "Fine 
with me Lib you know I love picking clothes out for you." Replied Paul. Libby 
again started blushing when her dreams again came back to her, with the mention 
of Paul picking out clothes for her. "I'd better shower and change then." Said 
Libby as she jumped out of bed and hurried to the bathroom to cover her sudden 
embarrassment. 
Paul reasoned that today should decide whether Libby needed more intense 
conditioning, or whether from now on what ever Paul decided, Libby would 
eventually agree to. Paul was also not sure how Libby's new deeply implanted 
fantasy was going to affect her decision making, but he was hoping, with his 
encouragement, he could push her along the path he wanted.
Libby was still a little shaky, she hadn't known really what to wear, her baggy 
jeans didn't seem to appeal to her and then she had picked up her clothes from 
the floor. As soon as she touched the leather of her new skirt she knew she 
would have to wear leather again today. The skirt was just too short for her to 
go out in even though she could picture herself in it, so the jeans were the 
next best option. She really did need some more everyday leather outfits as she 
just loved the feel of leather and Paul was right, she did look good in it.
With the jeans on Libby looked at herself in the mirror and stared, last nights 
dream again intruded into her thoughts. Without consciously thinking about it 
Libby slowly caressed her nipples till they stood out straight and hard, then 
her hand began caressing her leather clad thighs moving between her legs, 
stroking herself through the slick shiny fabric. A noise from the kitchen bought 
Libby out of her state momentarily, she looked at herself and thought; "What am 
I doing, I can't believe I'm this horny all the time. I must be in love." 
Libby quickly picked up her new velour top to put on but a quick whiff told her 
that for some reason, she must have sweated a lot in it yesterday. Libby was a 
little disappointed she couldn't wear her new top, Paul had picked it out for 
her and she wanted to wear it today. Anyway that was out of the question so a 
plain white blouse would have to do.
Libby decided a little makeup would be appropriate today as she knew Paul liked 
makeup on women and pleasing Paul seemed pleasurable to her in some way. As 
Libby applied her make up, an image formed in her mind of herself very heavily 
made up with a breathless expression. Libby's hand again slipped between her 
legs and as she stroked herself, she kept applying and reapplying the silver eye 
shadow. This time no noise would have distracted Libby as the more she touched 
herself, the more excited she became and the more excited she became the more 
eye shadow she put on, and this in turn made her want to touch herself. Libby 
continued in this loop till she came to a shuddering climax, which left her 
struggling to regain her breathing.
Libby hoped her periods finished today because if she didn't have sex soon she 
thought she might go round the bend . Libby was never into masturbation in a big 
way, of course she did every now and then but not to the earth shattering 
climaxes she had been experiencing lately. What she was masturbating over was 
also a little concerning to Libby, she couldn't really understand it. Looking in 
the mirror at herself, Libby was shocked to see her eyes, they were covered in 
eye shadow from the lids up to and into her eyebrows and also out to her cheeks. 
It looked bizarre, Libby quickly grabbed a face washer but before wiping it off 
Libby again had a twinge in her groin her hand sliding up to her breast gently 
kneading it as she stared dreamily into the mirror. Shaking her head Libby began 
to wipe her face clean, the quicker she finished this and left the house the 
better, the way she was behaving.
Paul was dressed and drinking coffee when Libby came into the kitchen. Libby had 
on a white blouse and her new leather jeans and boots. Whilst being disappointed 
at the blouse, Paul was excited to see that Libby was not wearing a bra, had 
worn leather without any persuasion from him and was wearing lipstick and she 
had used the silver eye shadow again, not anywhere near as heavy as last night 
but it was noticeable on her eyelids.
"Well Libby are you going to just stand there or are we off to the Mall?" 
questioned Paul. Libby quickly stopped daydreaming and replied "Sorry Paul I'm 
ready now." Libby hoped her trip to the Mall would return her thoughts back to 
her usual everyday ones, not the disturbingly erotic ones she had been having 
all morning.
Paul on the other hand was hoping that Libby's thoughts would be erotic in the 
extreme once he got her to the Mall. He wondered how Libby would find Sharon's 
dress, hair and makeup today. An erotic image this time came unbidden into 
Paul's mind, it was of Sharon and Libby both in leather, both heavily made up, 
each with platinum blonde hair, both kissing and fondling one another. Paul 
didn't know where this image came from but it was a hell of a turn on. Perhaps 
another tape for Libby and one for Sharon could be an interesting turn of events 
and of course there was also the return of Cindy to contemplate.
Libby smiled as Paul commenced whistling "My word Paul's in a good mood today I 
think he really might like shopping with me" mused Libby as they headed out the 
door towards the Mall.
End of Part Three

LIBERATING LIBBY
By Rexy4

PART 4
The Mall was not overly busy for a Saturday, Paul decided they should have a 
coffee before doing any serious shopping. Sitting at their table Paul looked 
Libby over, deciding he couldn't have made a better choice in a women. She was 
pleasant, good looking, even sexy now she shared his preference for leather and 
she was now so malleable. The clothing from now on should not be too much of a 
problem, perhaps some resistance to wearing some of it out in public, but 
getting her to buy it and at least wear it round the house for him was the first 
priority. Makeup was probably in the same category as the clothing, with her now 
ingrained fantasy, it shouldn't be too difficult to have Libby wearing heavier 
makeup around the house for a start.
Libby's hair might be a problem, she seemed to like her dark brown shoulder 
length hair, but it had to go, it certainly didn't fit into Paul's scheme at 
all. Paul decided he just might have to use Libby's trigger and adjust her 
thinking for her. First though he would try and talk her into at least going to 
the hairdressers and if that worked perhaps he could pressure her into the 
colour and cut he wanted. Paul wanted Libby to, if not want to change her 
appearance, at least to feel she had to because it was trendy and because he 
would like it.
"What clothes are you after today Libby?" enquired Paul. "Well I need some more 
tops and I'd like some more jeans and every day wear." replied Libby. "Are we 
going for baggy denim or perhaps a more trendy look." pushed Paul. "I thought 
that you might help me with that Paul, but I thought perhaps a couple more 
leather items might be nice." blushed Libby. "Great Libby, I'd love to pick some 
more clothing out for you. I think 'Risky Business' is the place to shop don't 
you" grinned Paul. "Yes I would have to agree Paul, the other shops don't really 
have much do they." stated Libby.
"What a turnaround from yesterday." thought Paul. "Now to start the push on 
hair." "Libby with your new wardrobe I think you should really change your 
hair." stated Paul. "My hair Paul, what's wrong with my hair?" asked Libby "Well 
it doesn't really suit your look any more Libby, it might have looked alright in 
baggy jeans and sneakers, but now you need a fashionable, more trendy look." 
replied Paul. "What sort of look Paul." asked Libby. "I think shorter and blonde 
would look perfect on you Libby." replied Paul very matter of factly. 
"Oh I don't know Paul, Blonde, you mean blonde tips or just lightened." enquired 
Libby very warily. "No Libby you should go for it, as blonde as you can get." 
said Paul confidently. "That's a big step Paul, perhaps just lightened for a 
start." a now timid Libby replied. "No Libby, I know it will look stunning on 
you, trust me you will love it." retorted Paul. "I'll have to think about it 
Paul, perhaps next week I can see a hairdresser." said Libby hoping Paul would 
drop the subject.
Paul was angry with himself, he should have included hair into Libby's fantasy, 
if he had, he wouldn't be meeting all this resistance. He wanted a blonde Libby 
today, so there was no other choice but use the trigger, if he did it the right 
way he might be able to blend it into her fantasy. "Pink leather yellow 
leather." whispered Paul.
Libby was immediately deeply entranced. "Libby I want to open your eyes and 
quietly describe to me how you look in your fantasy dream." commanded Paul. "I 
hear and obey." said Libby opening her eyes and staring straight ahead. "I'm 
dressed completely in black shiny leather and my makeup is extremely heavy." 
intoned Libby. How do you look Libby, and how do you feel?" asked Paul. "I look 
fantastic and I feel so aroused" responded Libby squirming in her seat. "What 
colour is you hair Libby?" pushed Paul. "It's my colour, dark brown" replied 
Libby now frowning. "I want you to look closer at your hair in your dream Libby, 
its turning blonde" ordered Paul.
Paul sat back in his chair and looked at Libby staring of into space with a 
flushed expression on her face. "Now Libby your hair looks light blonde and it 
looks great with your outfit and makeup doesn't it" enquired Paul. "It looks 
great" repeated Libby. "In fact it looks so great its turning you on more isn't 
it" pushed Paul. "Its tuning me on more" replied Libby now breathing rapidly and 
her thighs were clenching and unclenching. "Libby your hair is going blonder and 
as it goes blonder you will be more and more turned on and the more turned on 
you get, the blonder you want to go" directed Paul. 
Paul watched as Libby slowly bought herself to the brink of orgasm, her chest 
now heaving. "Libby you can not cum, you are so close but you can't cum yet" 
ordered Paul. "So close" moaned Libby. "Now Libby I want you to look at the 
complete look you have achieved in your dream. Describe how you look" asked 
Paul. ""I'm dressed completely in black shiny leather and my makeup is extremely 
heavy, also my hair is sooo blonde" replied a voice that was quivering with 
passion. "How do you think you look Libby" Paul asked, now excited himself. "I 
lllook fffantastic" stuttered Libby
Paul sat back in triumph he had done it, he had integrated the extremely blonde 
hair into her fantasy. Now for the final few touches. "Libby you didn't think it 
was possible, but you are becoming more aroused. The longer you picture yourself 
in your dream the more turned on you are becoming" little moans now escaped 
Libby's lips. "Libby as you picture yourself you realise that you actually look 
slutty, and this is what is turning you on. You find looking like a slut is your 
fantasy. Now when I ask you how you look again, you will tell me how slutty you 
look and feel and by telling me this it will push you over edge and your orgasm 
will be the best you have ever felt and you will know it was because you saw 
yourself looking so slutty" ordered Paul
"Now how do you look Libby?" asked Paul "I look like a total slut, 
unggggggg........." Libby tried to answer as an overwhelming orgasm overtook any 
other thoughts. Libby shuddered and bucked in her chair still staring 
sightlessly into space. "Libby when I tell you to awake you will forget all of 
our earlier conversation but you will always remember how you look in your 
fantasy and how looking like that makes you feel. Now awake" commanded Paul
Libby blinked awake confused, she couldn't quite remember what they were talking 
about. "I'm sorry Paul what were you saying" asked Libby. "I was just saying you 
should change your hair to match your new wardrobe." replied Paul. Strange 
sensations gripped Libby, "HHHow" "Well I think blonde and much shorter don't 
you?" Paul asked glibly. "Bbblonde" a still visibly shaken Libby replied. Libby 
kept getting flashes of herself, totally blonde in the extreme. If only Paul 
knew the kind of thoughts she kept having, thought Libby. "Come on Lib lets go 
to the hairdresser and start your new look now" said Paul fairly sternly. "Ok 
Paul " meekly replied Libby, she was still so shaken and confused she couldn't 
think any more. But the thought of going blonde did excite her and it seemed to 
excite Paul as well, perhaps she could go a little blonde for a start and see 
how it went.
Paul thought this is it, this step should begin a rapid slide now, anything 
should now be possible but he had better hurry it along just in case Libby 
starts getting cold feet. "Down here Lib, here's the salon, in here quick" 
ordered Paul. Smells assailed their nostrils, Libby was agog, all the 
hairdressers seemed to be blonde and most of them had some sort of leather on. A 
tall attractive blonde with a nice leather mini and a fair amount of makeup on 
approached them. "How can I help you two?" she enquired "My girlfriend would 
like her hair cut and blonded" announced Paul. "Right, how short and how 
blonde?" enquired the hairdresser. "I think the cut you should pick and as 
blonde as you can get it, Ok Libby?" asked Paul. Libby just nodded she was past 
vocalising, here was all this leather and makeup and mirrors she didn't know 
whether she was fantasising or whether this was real, all she felt was horny..
Libby was led to a chair and Paul told her he would meet her at Risky Business 
when she was finished. Paul figured he had a couple of hours before Libby would 
be finished, so he thought he would tear home and make a special tape for 
Sharon, things were starting to come together.
Paul returned to the Mall and entered Risky Business, he soon spotted Sharon and 
proceeded over to her. "Hi" exclaimed Paul. "Oh hi Paul, back again today. 
Where's what's her name?" replied Sharon. "Her name is Libby, she is really nice 
you know, you would like her if you got to know her" explained Paul. "You think 
so" retorted Sharon.
Paul smiled inwardly, Sharon had no idea how much better she was going to get to 
know Libby or him. "I have a little present for you for being so helpful 
yesterday. Its just a music tape I thought you might enjoy listening to" Paul 
said handing over the tape. "Thank you Paul, that's very nice of you, I'll 
listen to it the first chance I get" an obviously pleased Sharon replied.
"Libby's getting her hair done and then she is meeting me here, so I'll just 
look around and pick a few things out, is that OK?" enquired Paul. "Sure, just 
ask if you need any help" offered Sharon as she headed towards the back of the 
shop.
Paul studied Sharon as she headed to the back of the shop, she looked stunning 
today, in a cheap sort of way. She had on an electric blue leather outfit, tight 
extremely short mini, tight leather halter top and leather jacket, topped off 
with matching knee length boots, seamed stockings and her standard heavy makeup, 
with her eye makeup being electric blue to match her outfit.
Paul began checking out clothing whilst going over in his mind what he would 
like to achieve with Libby and Sharon. Sharon struck Paul as being very 
domineering, which suited Paul, he could just see Sharon ordering Libby about, 
demanding she pleasure her. With these erotic thoughts going through his mind 
Paul began choosing outfits with gusto, after all, money was no object and he 
had two women to buy for now, in fact, thinking about it he really had three 
women to buy for as Cindy would be home tomorrow and he was going to make her 
pay for her rudeness to him.
Paul had picked out quite a pile of clothing for Libby and had only just sighted 
the fantasy outfits. These outfits oozed sex, they made Paul hard just looking 
at them on the rack. There were maids uniforms, catsuits, dominatrix outfits, 
slave outfits the choice was huge. Paul picked one of nearly everything plus he 
found bondage gear which he had to have, Cindy coming to mind straight away. 
Also he found a great makeup kit that had everything, well everything that 
suited his tastes anyway. It had a huge range of eye makeup in colours you 
probably wouldn't consider for everyday use, along with lipsticks, blushes etc.
"Do you think you have enough?" enquired a laughing Sharon. "Well Libby needs a 
complete new wardrobe and this is it" replied Paul smiling. "Lucky girl" said 
Sharon giving Paul a look of sultry lust. "I loved your tape, I've listened to 
one side and I can't wait to take my lunch break to listen to the rest of it" 
replied a gushing Sharon. Paul could tell the tape was already working because 
side one instilled an attraction to him that got stronger with each listening 
and side two induced the very deep trance and the compulsion to obey whilst in 
that trance and it also installed a trigger phase to induce the trance.
As with Cindy's tape, Paul wasn't worried about being subtle, as he had been 
with Libby, he just wanted Sharon doing what she was instructed and Sharon's and 
Cindy's tape totally reconditioned them, they would have no choice but to obey 
any and all of Paul's commands when their trigger was activated . "Actually 
Sharon why don't you come round to our place tomorrow and Libby can do a fashion 
show for us and you can give your opinion on what looks hot and what doesn't" 
asked Paul ""That would be great Paul, I'd love to" replied Sharon hoping that 
she would have a chance of being alone with Paul for a while, for some reason 
the more she saw Paul the more she was attracted to him.
"Well why don't we pack all these clothes up and I can start carrying them out 
to the car" suggested Paul. "Aren't you going to let your girlfriend see them" a 
surprised Sharon asked. "No, she will like whatever I have picked out, just wrap 
them and prepare the bill, Libby will be here in a minute and she will pay for 
it." replied Paul.
Paul was returning for the last package just as Libby entered the shop. "Wow 
Libby you look incredible" a very impressed Paul exclaimed. Libby's hair was now 
brilliant white, so obviously out of a bottle, it was perfect. Her hair was cut 
quite short just coming over her ears and touching her collar. Libby slowly 
smiled, she was mentally exhausted. In the hairdressers she had gone through 
such a varied mix of emotions. She had been scared, excited, shocked and 
aroused, when it was all over she had looked in the mirror and just about 
orgasmed on the spot, her hair was straight out of her fantasy. Somehow she had 
managed to pay the girl and stumbled out of the shop straight into Risky 
Business, still trying to recover her composure.
"Here sign this, it's the bill" a slightly jealous Sharon asked. Poor Libby 
looked up at Sharon and was away again, seeing her fantasy standing in front of 
her, except it was her in the blue leather not Sharon. Libby scrawled her 
signature on the credit card slip not really registering the huge total on the 
bill. All Libby wanted to do was go home to some sanity.
Paul and Libby drove home in near silence, each wrapped up in the days events. 
Paul was ecstatic, he couldn't wait to have Libby dress up so he could fuck her 
brains out. Libby on the other hand couldn't wait to get home and get today's 
events out of her mind, she was now worried there was something wrong with her. 
She was reliving her fantasies all day, she couldn't seem to stop, every time 
she caught a glimpse of leather or makeup or herself away she went. Thank 
heavens her periods had finished thought Libby, perhaps that had been causing 
it.
Paul excitedly carried all the parcels inside, astounding Libby with the 
quantity of it all. "Good heavens Paul how ever much did you buy?" questioned 
Libby slightly horrified, she had no idea Paul was going to buy this much. 
"Don't worry Libby, you'll look stunning in all of it" effused Paul as he 
grabbed hold of Libby and proceeded to kiss her passionately.
Libby melted in Paul's arms, she now didn't care how much Paul had bought she 
was happy he was happy. "You really do like me in leather don't you Paul?" 
stated Libby. "Well to tell you the truth Libby, it's sort of a fantasy of mine 
to see you dressed in leather" said Paul acting shyly. Libby's mouth momentarily 
fell open, how could she be so lucky, it was a fantasy Paul had as well. "What 
about you Libby do you have any fantasies?" questioned Paul now smiling. Libby 
didn't know what to say, she couldn't tell Paul how it turned her on to look so 
slutty in her dreams, he might be horrified but she should tell him something.
"I have to admit I like dressing up for you Paul, you know leather, makeup it 
sort of turns me on" admitted Libby turning bright red and not able to even look 
at Paul. "Oh Libby I love you so much, why don't you have a quick shower and 
I'll pick some new clothes out for you to try on and I've even bought you your 
own makeup to try on" babbled Paul now feeling extremely horny with the prospect 
of what was to come. "I'd love to do that for you Paul" a now happy and 
contented Libby replied.
Libby came out of the shower into the bedroom and spotted the clothes Paul had 
all laid out on the bed. Her mouth dried as she took in the array of leather and 
accessories. She first pulled on bright purple fish net stockings and garter 
belt, followed by matching crotchless panties, then she pulled a bright purple 
wet look mini skirt up over her hips, struggling to do this as it was so tight. 
A matching wet look halter top was next, perhaps one size too small as it made 
her breasts strain to burst out of it, then a long pair of matching gloves went 
on, these reaching to Libby's forearms. Lastly thigh high purple boots were 
pulled on, these having five inch stiletto heels.
Libby didn't trust herself to look in the mirror she knew what would happen, so 
instead she rushed straight to her vanity mirror to find Paul had even chosen 
her makeup for her. First a dark foundation went on, followed by purple blush, 
glossy purple lipstick, deep purple mascara and eyeliner, even a purple eyebrow 
pencil, and lastly a shiny metallic, bright purple eye shadow. Libby was in 
seventh heaven, one hand already snaking its way between her legs, as she began 
again the ritual of blush, lipstick, mascara, eyeliner, eyebrows and eye shadow. 
Libby was just about lost in a sea of passion when Paul's voice finally intruded 
on the third repeat of her makeup ritual. "Libby, Libby are you going to be all 
night" shouted Paul. "I'll be right out" a very husky Libby yelled. Libby felt 
so horny she thought she would cum just walking out to the living room.
Paul thought he would cream his jeans as soon as he saw Libby. She was a vision 
in purple leather, her boots coming up to her thighs but still ending four 
inches short of her mini, her stocking tops clearly visible. Her makeup was 
perfect in it's excess, combined with her hair and outfit she looked like she 
should have been soliciting on a street corner. Paul gripped Libby by the 
shoulders and stared into her purple shrouded eyes, this was everything he had 
hoped for. Libby was breathing heavily and her eyes had a glazed, out of it look 
to them, as Paul slowly applied pressure to Libby's shoulders forcing her to her 
knees. He then lowered his zipper and took his straining cock out and waited for 
Libby's reaction.
Libby was struggling to contain her orgasm, she kept on getting glimpses of 
herself in mirrors and it was sending her off. Libby felt the pressure on her 
shoulders and slowly sank to her knees and watched Paul as he pulled his cock 
out, she knelt there staring at it. Slowly Paul bought one hand down to his cock 
and caressed it, and with his other hand he grabbed Libby's arm and pulled it 
toward his cock. Libby understood what Paul wanted and she bought both leather 
encased hands up to his now throbbing cock and slowly caressed it.
This nearly sent Paul over the edge, but he couldn't cum yet, there was 
something he needed Libby to do to ingrain her subservience to him. Paul reached 
down and held Libby on either side of her head and pulled her face toward his 
cock. He looked down as Libby dreamily opened her mouth and enveloped him, 
slowly Paul began to fuck her face, it was a face that had to be fucked and fuck 
it he did. He didn't allow any protest, this was for him alone, as he pistoned 
into Libby's mouth cumming with a scream, only pulling out as he heard Libby 
gag. As he pulled out he still held Libby's head rigidly and continued to cum on 
her face and finishing in her newly blonded hair, as he come down off his high 
he proceeded to wipe his dick across her face leaving a trail of cum and smeared 
makeup.
Paul moved slightly so that Libby could see herself in the mirror, her eyes 
immediately widened at the sight of herself as Paul offered his cock again for 
her to clean. She orgasmed as she saw herself licking cum off Paul's dick, she 
had never experienced anything so erotic.
The sight of Libby coming hardened Paul again and he whispered to Libby "Have 
you finished your periods" "Yes" was all Libby could manage to say as she 
hungrily licked and sucked Paul's cock. Paul lifted Libby to her feet spun her 
round and bent her over the couch and preceded to enter her from behind.
Both Libby and Paul could see themselves humping in the mirror now, and while 
Paul was capable of watching, he saw Libby again go over the edge to orgasm, 
just watching herself be fucked. Libby came again as Paul told her she looked 
like a slut, and they both came together as Paul now yelled "slut, slut slut"
As Paul lay exhausted on the couch, still entwined with Libby, caressing her 
leather encased breasts, he imagined the days ahead and slowly began hardening 
again.
END PART 4

LIBERATING LIBBY
By Rexy4

PART 5
Paul awoke not really knowing if he had been dreaming, or whether what had 
happened last night actually happened. He rolled over in bed at looked at Libby 
lying next to him, still fully dressed as she was last night, even the boots 
were still on. So it definitely was not a dream, Paul smiled and reflected on 
last nights events after he and Libby had collapsed on the couch, totally spent 
for the time being.
They had laid there for a while speechless, Paul gently caressing Libby through 
the leather of her top. "That was unbelievable Libby" whispered Paul. "I didn't 
know sex could be so good" Libby was still feeling overwhelmed, she couldn't 
believe she had behaved so, it was just not like her. Sex to Libby was usually 
fairly straight and controlled, but tonight had been totally out of control. She 
had actually sucked Paul off and loved it, she now felt embarrassed and ashamed, 
Paul would think she did this with all her boyfriends, not that there had been 
very many, perhaps he might even not want to see her any more.
"I'm sorry Paul I don't know what came over me, I'm not usually like this, that 
is the first time I...I...I have ever had oral sex " and promptly burst into 
tears. Paul was taken aback he hadn't expected quite this reaction, and he 
thought, she might be more upset if she knew it wasn't her first attempt at oral 
sex. He took Libby's cum and makeup stained face in his hands and asked; "Did 
you enjoy it?" "Wwwhat?" stammered Libby. "I asked did you enjoy it, did it feel 
good?" repeated Paul. "I don't......I... I... yes" a barely audible Libby 
responded.
"Well I loved it Libby, all of it. I would like to do all of it again and more, 
you look absolutely perfect Libby and the sex was brilliant" enthused Paul as he 
leant down and kissed Libby. Libby was still blushing profusely but felt 
slightly less ashamed. "But Paul I looked and acted so.... so slutty" There it 
was said thought Libby.
Libby if you didn't like the clothes I picked for you, or any of the things you 
did, you should have said something" lied Paul. "It's not that Paul, the trouble 
is I actually liked the way I looked and acted, I don't know why, ever since I 
met you I've fantasised about looking like a slut. I cannot seem to stop 
thinking about it. Do you think I'm terrible?" sniffed Libby. "Libby everyone 
has fantasies, it is only normal. If your's is looking and acting slutty, I'm 
only too happy to help you play it out" said Paul very seriously.
"Paul your so understanding, whatever would I do without you, but you don't have 
to do this for me" a very bashful Libby replied. "Nonsense Libby, if looking 
like a slut turns you on, then a slut you shall be" announced Paul. "Come slut, 
your face needs cleaning and made up again, it's a mess" commanded Paul taking 
Libby's hand and leading her to the bathroom.
Libby meekly followed Paul blushing again, though this time through excitement 
not embarrassment. She quickly washed her face and the reapplied her foundation 
and began making up her face, all the time becoming more aroused. "This really 
turns you on doesn't it" asked a smiling Paul. "Yes it does" replied Libby 
applying still more makeup. "You love looking like a slut don't you Libby" 
stated Paul. "Yessss" again replied Libby. "Say it" commanded Paul, pushing this 
unexpected advantage for all it was worth. "I love looking like a slut" a now 
hot and bothered Libby answered.
Paul smiled, Libby was his, body and mind, she hadn't quite realised it yet but 
Paul knew, he now owned her fantasy and Libby's fantasy owned her. "You have to 
look like a slut don't you Libby, you need to, it gets you so hot" yelled Paul. 
"Yesssss" agreed Libby now so close to orgasm Libby would agree to anything. 
"Stand up, turn around, look in the mirror. What do you see Libby" commanded 
Paul. "A slut" said Libby. "Whose slut Libby" continued Paul. "Yourssss" replied 
Libby now shaking with arousal.
"Finger yourself slut" ordered Paul. Libby unthinkingly obeyed slipping two 
leather fingers into her dripping pussy. While Libby fingered herself, Paul 
untied the top of her halter top, freeing her breasts, then reaching over to the 
vanity picked up the glossy purple lipstick. "Libby take the lipstick and colour 
your nipples with it" whispered Paul into her ear. Libby took the lipstick and 
circled her hardened nipples with it several times, they now looked wet and 
purple.
"Look at yourself Libby" commanded Paul. Libby looked into the mirror to see a 
purple leather clad vision of sluttiness, vigorously fingering herself, on the 
verge of orgasm. Paul dragged Libby over on to the bed before she went over the 
edge, while Libby still sent two fingers speeding in and out of her pussy, Paul 
straddled her, freed his dick, clutched her breasts and proceeded to pound his 
cock between them. "Lick it" ordered Paul. Libby was past comprehending anything 
by this stage and just did as she was ordered, as Paul's dick appeared between 
her breasts with each thrust, Libby licked the tip of it.
It was all too much for Paul he was going to cum, he jumped up off the bed 
facing the still masturbating Libby and began to ejaculate. He sprayed cum over 
her breasts, stomach and skirt, grunting like an animal as he did so, still 
Libby frigged herself towards orgasm. "Your mine aren't you Libby" a ragged 
breathing Paul stated. "Uhhhhh Uhhhhh Yyesss" yelled Libby now so close to an 
earth shattering orgasm. "Your my SLUT, aren't you Libby?" shouted Paul.. 
"Yyyeeess" Yelled Libby, now thrashing about on the bed. "MY SLUT" Paul screamed 
in her ear. "SAY IT" he commanded. "Yyyooourr SSSluuuttt" screamed Libby now 
going over the edge as she humped herself with her leather clad fingers.
This display had really turned Paul on and while Libby was still shuddering in 
climax, her pulled her fingers from her and replaced it with his straining cock 
and began pumping vigorously. As Paul's own climax approached he grabbed hold of 
Libby's hand, that had been between her legs and pushed it towards her mouth. 
"Suck them Slut" yelled Paul. "Mmmmmpphh" was all Libby could manage, as she 
hungrily sucked her own juices from the leather of her glove. Both Libby and 
Paul proceeded to climax together, then both slowly sunk into an exhausted 
sleep.
Paul chuckled to himself as he recalled the events of last night, just a few 
more alterations to Libby's thinking and he had his fantasy women. He had to 
change the way Libby thought of women, she had to learn to appreciate their 
loveliness, their sexiness, their orders. Sharon was coming over this morning, 
he had to do something soon, but he wanted it to be subtle, at least to begin 
with, but how?
"Libby wake up' said Paul lightly shaking Libby. Libby slowly roused from a deep 
sleep. "What is it darling?" enquired a languid and smiling Libby. "Pink 
leather, Yellow leather" whispered Paul. Down she went deeply and totally 
entranced. "Libby tell me, did you enjoy last night" said Paul quietly. "Yes" 
replied Libby. "It turned you on looking and acting like a slut, didn't it 
Libby" asked Paul. "Yes" again replied Libby. "Doing as I ordered turned you on 
too, didn't it Libby" quizzed Paul. At this question Libby frowned she wasn't 
sure if it was the orders or the acts that turned her on. Paul realised he was 
getting into an area Libby had trouble with, so he quickly added, "Good sluts do 
everything they are told don't they" "Yes" Libby quickly responded, she didn't 
seem to have a problem when it refered to her fantasy. "You want to be a good 
slut don't you Libby" a now sterner Paul asked. "Yes" replied Libby. "You want 
to be the best slut you can possible be, don't you Libby" said Paul getting 
louder. "Yes" intoned Libby. "To be the best slut possible you need to look and 
act slutty and to do everything I tell you to do, don't you Libby. "Yes" replied 
Libby.
Paul sat back on the bed, it was a good start, now she should accept his ideas 
nearly anytime, not just in their love making, it would feel part of her 
fantasy. Now to include women, particularly Sharon for a start. "Libby, have you 
ever made love to a women?" enquired Paul. "No" responded Libby. "Have you ever 
wanted to" pushed Paul. "No... Yes... No I wondered what it would be like" 
replied Libby, having trouble with this concept as well. "Libby I want you to 
picture Sharon, how does she look" asked Paul. "Slutty" replied Libby. "Does she 
look sexy" again asked Paul. "Yes" replied Libby. "Does she turn you on" pushed 
Paul. "A little" replied Libby. "Look at her closely Libby, she is all the 
things you want to be in your fantasy, isn't she" said Paul seductively. "Yes" 
replied a now dreamy Libby. "She is your role model isn't she" whispered Paul. 
"Yes" whispered Libby. "You wish you could be a perfect slut like Sharon, don't 
you" oozed Paul. "Yes" replied Libby "You want to be just like Sharon don't 
you?" stated Paul. "Yes" repeated Libby.
"Libby you love playing out your fantasy don't you" asked Paul. "Yes" stated 
Libby. "Only for me you would never have been able to achieve your fantasy, 
would you Libby" quizzed Paul. "No" replied Libby. "You owe me so much don't you 
Libby" whispered Paul. "So much" repeated Libby. "You need to repay me for being 
so kind, don't you Libby" said Paul licking Libby's ear. "Repay you" intoned 
Libby. "You want to know my fantasy, don't you Libby" asked Paul as he moved 
down to lick Libby's nipples. "Your fantasy" replied Libby as her nipples 
hardened. "You want to play out all of Paul's fantasies to show your 
appreciation of him playing out your's, don't you Libby" Paul had now moved to 
Libby's clitoris and was rapidly stroking it with his tongue and it was sending 
Libby wild, even whilst entranced. "Yesss" replied Libby working her way to 
orgasm. "Slowly awake now Libby, remembering all that I have told you as your 
own thoughts, your orgasm will build and build, you will only cum when I squeeze 
both your nipples, it will be the best orgasm you have ever had" instructed 
Paul.
Libby slowly came awake to the feeling of intense arousal and the sight of 
Paul's head between her legs. The things he was doing with his tongue were 
driving her wild, she was now thrusting into Paul's face, building and building. 
Paul finally reached up and squeezed Libby's nipples hard, when he thought she 
couldn't take any more. Libby screamed his name in release. Paul was very 
impressed with this, wishing he had actually thought of it.
Libby's climax finally subsided and she rolled over to face Paul and said "Thank 
you, that was just wonderful, I've never experienced orgasms like this, it's 
unbelievable" babbled Libby. "My pleasure Libby, anything for you, you know 
that" a smug Paul replied. "You do so much for me Paul, how will I ever repay 
you?" stated Libby. Paul thought ,"you will Libby, ten times over before I'm 
finished".
"I'm still dressed" exclaimed Libby finally noticing. "Don't worry about it Lib, 
you look just great, in fact you should wear leather to bed all the time, it's a 
real turn on" stated Paul. "Is it one of your fantasies Paul?" enquired a 
grinning Libby. "Well yes Lib it is one of them, do you think that's awful" 
tested Paul. "No of course I don't think that's awful Paul, if you would like me 
to wear leather to bed, I'd only be too happy to oblige, in fact it sounds 
rather nice and slutty. After all you have done for me, how could I say no" 
replied Libby, thankful she was able to repay Paul in some small way. "Have you 
any other fantasies Paul? You can tell me you know, don't be shy" Libby asked, 
mistaking Paul's silence for shyness, in fact he was only debating how he was 
going to approach telling Libby his fantasy.
"Well Libby I don't really know how to tell you, perhaps I shouldn't" baited 
Paul. "Don't be stupid Paul, you can tell me anything, and I will try to fulfil 
any fantasy you have, you should know that" Where did that come from thought 
Libby, it was the first time she had really thought about it, but yes it did 
only seem fair, Paul had been so good to her he deserved rewarding. If he could 
help her achieve her fantasies surely she could help fulfil his.
Paul laid back on the bed stared at Libby and said " My big fantasy is watching 
you with another woman Libby, both of you looking as slutty as possible, with me 
joining in at some point" confessed Paul. Libby's mouth worked but nothing 
emerged from it, the concept had totally thrown her, she hadn't been expecting 
something so different. "It's alright Libby, I can see you hate the idea, we 
won't talk about it again" said Paul sounding very depressed. "No Paul it's 
alright, you just took me by surprise. I'll have to think about it is all, I'm 
going to shower now" Libby escaped to the bathroom where she began to undress, 
and also tried to comprehend what Paul was suggesting. Paul knew he had shocked 
Libby, but he had expected that, now he just needed to add a little sweetener 
for Libby to mull over. "Did I tell you Sharon was coming over this morning, to 
see how the clothes checked out" Paul yelled over the noise of the shower. "I 
thought you might do a little fashion show for us and let us see how fantastic 
you look" added Paul. All Libby heard was the name Sharon. Sharon was coming to 
her place, she didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She wanted so much, to be 
like Sharon, and here she was coming over to see her. Libby stood under the 
shower picturing Sharon as she last saw her, in her electric blue leather and 
makeup, her dark roots showing through her ultra blonde hair, achieving the look 
Libby so much wanted. Libby's hands began caressing herself, one kneaded her 
breasts, the other slipped between her legs, as she envisaged this erotic sight.
>From the noises coming from the bathroom Paul knew what Libby was doing. He 
considered he had most things under control, once Sharon was physically here, he 
figured Libby would go to jelly and not really know what she wanted. She should 
be in a state of utter confusion, between the need to do what Paul wanted and 
the compulsion to look and act like Sharon and top that off with the arousal of 
it all, he shouldn't have too much difficulty having Libby submit herself to 
Sharon's desires.
Libby finished showering and entered the bedroom to discover Paul had again laid 
out the clothing he wished her to wear today. There was a very shiny silver 
micro mini a matching bustier, long silver gloves, five inch heels on the silver 
ankle boots and a high sheen light pair of stay up stockings with a silver fleck 
in them. Libby could not find a bra or pants. Libby struggled into the outfit, 
noting it seemed a size too small again, the skirt was skin tight, didn't quite 
come to the tops of her stockings and the bustier was so tight it threatened to 
expel her breasts out the top of it.
Paul entered the bedroom and complimented Libby on how great she looked, "Your 
makeup is on the vanity" said Paul. Libby sat at the vanity and began applying 
her makeup, this time Paul had selected a silver lipstick, a very pale blush 
that had silver speckles in it, black eye liner and mascara and a silver eye 
shadow that looked like liquid metal. Libby was trying to restrain from going 
overboard with Paul watching her every move, but as she finished and attempted 
to get up Paul said "More eye liner and eye shadow Libby, you want to look your 
best for Sharon don't you?" "Yyess Paul" replied Libby wishing Sharon's name 
didn't excite her so.
Libby finally received Paul's approval on her makeup as there was a knock at the 
door. "Pink leather, yellow leather" rushed Paul. Libby sunk into oblivion, 
"Libby you will sit here, staring into the mirror, till I call your name, while 
you are sitting here, nothing will distract you, you will hear nothing, till I 
call your name. All the time you are staring in the mirror you will think of 
Sharon, how lovely she is, how kind she is to help you with your clothing, how 
sexy she is, how submissive you feel in her presence, how wonderful her ideas 
are" ordered Paul.. "I hear and obey" recited Libby.
Paul left Libby to answer the door, there stood Sharon, dressed rather 
conservatively for Sharon. She had on tight white leather jeans tucked into 
impossibly high heeled white calf length boots and an almost see through white 
lacy top. Her makeup however was as heavy as ever, her eyeliner was especially 
heavy giving her eyes a very sexy look.
"Sharon come in sit down" effused Paul. "Great you could come over" Sharon was a 
little speechless, she knew she was attracted to Paul but seeing him now had 
pushed her attraction into overdrive. "Great to see you Paul" replied Sharon in 
her little girl voice, looking embarrassed. Sit down anywhere Sharon, did you 
finish listening to the tape?" enquired Paul "Oh yes Paul it was great, I have 
listened to it a couple of dozen times I think." said Sharon.
Paul now realised why Sharon looked so flushed, she now had the hots for him 
thanks to his tape. Sharon was sitting opposite to Paul looking directly at him 
when Paul said "Pink leather yellow leather" Sharon immediately slumped in her 
chair totally under, she hadn't even spoken, so quickly did she react to her 
trigger. Paul had decided to use the same trigger as Libby because in an 
emergency he didn't want to have to remember two different triggers. "Sharon you 
will sit up straight, open your eyes and listen only to my voice, you will 
answer all my questions truthfully and obey every command. Do you understand?" 
asked Paul. "Yes" intoned Sharon.
"Sharon you are now totally in love with me, your love life now revolves around 
me and me alone, you realise I'm with Libby but you don't care, you will accept 
any opportunity to be with me even if Libby is there. Now Sharon, are you seeing 
anyone romantically" questioned Paul. "Not really" replied Sharon "You will not 
see anyone romantically again, except me, will you Sharon?" "No" intoned Sharon.
Paul sat back and admired his handiwork, she was one good looking women, and she 
was all his.. "Sharon have you ever made love to a women" asked Paul. "No" 
replied Sharon. "Sharon from now on, I'm the only man that interests you, other 
men do nothing for you sexually, they actually turn you off, unless I tell you 
otherwise. From now on you find women turn you on, you like to look at them, you 
love to touch them, you fantasise about dominating them, having them at your 
beck and call, do you understand?" "Yes" was Sharon's singular reply. "Also 
Sharon when I whisper in your ear, at any time, my words will become your 
thoughts and ideas is that clear?" commanded Paul. "Yes" said Sharon. "Awake 
Sharon" ordered Paul.
Sharon blinked a few times and then came fully awake, when Paul's grinning face 
came into focus, all Sharon could do was to smile lovingly into it. "Come sit 
next to me" directed Paul. Sharon rushed to comply, only too happy to be closer 
to the man she loved. "Kiss me" Paul whispered in Sharon's ear. Sharon leaned 
over and kissed Paul passionately, while Paul fondled her arse. "Where's Libby?" 
an obviously turned on Sharon asked. "She's in the bedroom making herself 
beautiful for us, she won't be out till I call her" replied Paul very matter of 
factly.
"Sharon, when Libby comes out I want you to study her closely, she wants so much 
to look as good as you , but she needs your help to do it, she thinks your 
beautiful, so I'm sure she'll follow your advice completely" explained Paul, 
watching Sharon closely for any reaction. Sharon began blushing the instant she 
imagined Libby following her instructions, she could see Libby obeying her every 
command hanging on her every word, she got horny just thinking about controlling 
Libby in some way.
Paul could tell from the lustful expression on Sharon's face that her fantasy 
had kicked in and hit her hard by the look of it. It was time to get Libby out 
and see what transpires. "LIBBY" yelled Paul "Come out we are ready for you"
END PART 5

LIBERATING LIBBY
By Rexy4

PART 6
Libby entered the room looking very bashful, Sharon audibly gasped at the sight 
of her, her new found interest in women kicking in big time. Paul began giving 
Libby instructions to walk up and down and stop and pose occasionally. Sharon 
just stared, drinking in the sight of Libby, occasionally moistening her lips 
imagining herself caressing that beautiful body.
Sharon felt extremely self conscious, with both Paul and Sharon sitting there 
staring at her, but found herself glimpsing at Sharon to try and gauge her 
reaction. Paul leaned over and whispered into Sharon's ear " you would like to 
give Libby some directions, you would like to touch her even more, you would 
like Libby to touch you". Sharon immediately began telling Libby where to walk 
how she would like her to pose, then asked her to stop and stand in front of 
her.
Libby stood in front of her idol, Sharon, she felt so strange and confused, she 
felt so meek when Sharon had directed her movements. Libby stood totally still 
as Sharon slowly circled her and gave a little shiver as Sharon slowly ran her 
fingers through her white hair and slowly trailed them down her neck to her 
breasts saying "I like your hair Libby and your breasts are lovely, and this 
skirt really suits you" as she slowly caressed Libby's thigh through her skirt. 
"Thank you" was all a blushing Libby could say.
Sharon now stood in front of Libby staring into her silver coated eyes. "What's 
your favourite fabric Libby" enquired Sharon. "Llleather" stammered Libby. "Like 
my jeans" asked Sharon. "Yes" replied Libby now staring at Sharon's tight white 
leather jeans. "Yes leather is my favourite too Libby, it feels so wonderful 
would you like to feel my jeans Libby? Go on feel them" ordered Sharon.
Libby slowly reached down and felt the outside leg of Sharon's jeans blushing 
profusely. "Here, you get a better feel of the texture back here" said Sharon 
grabbing Libby's hand and guiding it to her arse and proceeded to gently force 
Libby's hand to caress her leather clad buttocks. Libby's breathing had become 
shallow from embarrassment and a little arousal at Sharon making her touch her, 
but both women became flushed as Sharon guided Libby's hand to her crotch and 
said "this is where they feel the best it's so supple isn't it" said Sharon 
still holding Libby's hand firmly over her pussy slowly pushing Libby's hand up 
and down.
Libby stood there dazed as her hand was made caress Sharon's leather covered 
pussy till all at once she realised how long she had been doing it and Sharon's 
eyes had taken on a glazed look, and Libby jerked her hand back and bashfully 
looked at the floor. Sharon slowly regained her composure and said "Paul tells 
me you would like to look like me Libby, is that true? You really think I look 
good enough to imitate?" questioned Sharon. "Oh yes Sharon I think you look just 
wonderful, the way you looked yesterday in you blue outfit was just so sexy" 
gushed Libby.
Paul again leaned over to Sharon and whispered in her ear. "Libby, you bought a 
blue outfit like mine didn't you" asked Sharon. "Yes, exactly the same" replied 
Libby "Well why don't I go home and get mine and we can both change into them 
and see how we compare" an excited Sharon said. "Ok" stammered Libby remembering 
how erotic Sharon looked in her blue outfit.
Paul grinned as Sharon hurried out the door turned to Libby and embraced her 
saying "Sharon looked great didn't she" "Yes " replied Libby as Paul crushed his 
lips to hers. "Just imagine how great you will both look in the same outfit" 
said Paul coming up for air. "Yesss" again replied Libby now a little turned on 
by the thought eyes slightly glazed as she felt Paul pushing her to her knees. 
Libby looked up to see Paul's dick twitching in front of her nose. Libby slowly 
engulfed the engorged organ in front of her as Paul gradually bought her head 
forward towards his crotch, while her hand slipped under her skirt.
Paul finished cumming as Libby struggled to swallow all his ejaculation while 
her hand was still busy between her legs. Paul pulled Libby to her feet saying 
"Sharon will be back in a minute we had better get this outfit on" Libby was 
breathing heavily, she was intensely aroused but allowed herself to be led into 
the bedroom. "Quick take your clothes off and put this on" ordered Paul, giving 
Libby another passionate kiss.
While Libby changed into her blue leather outfit Paul would come close and 
caress a breast or trail a finger between her legs all the time keeping her in a 
state of arousal. Then there was a knock on the door and Paul left Libby, to 
answer it. It was Sharon already changed, looking great, Paul gave her a long 
passionate kiss and whispered ideas into her ear.
Libby looked up to see a vision in blue leather standing in the doorway, hands 
on hips smiling at Libby. Sharon came and sat next to Libby at the vanity and 
said "We have to get your makeup right don't we" "Yesss" replied Libby taking a 
big breath and staring at Sharon's heavily made up eyes. Libby had only her eye 
makeup left to do and Sharon quickly took over the application of it. "I thick 
too much is better than not enough" stated Sharon thickly applying blue eye 
shadow to add to the already very heavy eyeliner. "Do you think a bit more eye 
shadow or is that enough?" asked Sharon. "A bit more" replied a now intensely 
aroused Libby.
Sharon sat back to admire her handiwork and said "You look nearly as good as me 
Libby" "Yesss" was all Libby could stammer wishing she was alone so she could 
play with herself. " Would you like to touch up my eye makeup Libby?" enquired 
Sharon. "Oh yes" replied Libby reaching for the brush. Libby applied and 
reapplied the eye shadow, staring at Sharon's eyes, becoming more and more 
aroused. Sharon finally took the brush off Libby leaned forward and lightly 
kissed her on the lips. and said "If you do as I tell you will be always able to 
look as good as me, you want that don't you" "Oh yes Sharon" replied Libby. "You 
will follow all my instructions?" a stern sounding Sharon asked. "All your 
instructions" repeated Libby still gazing at Sharon's eyes.
Sharon pulled Libby to her feet and reached down and inserted a finger into 
Libby's now dripping pussy. Libby's eyes widened as she finally realised what 
Sharon had just done, but as she opened her mouth to voice a protest Sharon's 
mouth closed over her own silencing any protest. Sharon's tongue began exploring 
Libby's mouth as her finger now became two and continued to work in and out of 
Libby's Pussy. It was all too much for Libby, she had been on the verge of 
orgasm whilst doing Sharon's makeup and now Sharon's fingers were sending her 
over the edge, Libby completely surrendered to her lust and sent her own tongue 
exploring and began thrusting her hips in time to Sharon's fingers.
Libby felt her hand being guided towards Sharon's pussy and realised what she 
wanted doing. Paul was mesmerised at the erotic sight before him, two identical 
looking women in the throes of passion. Paul watched as Libby came with a noisy 
yell and held his breath as Sharon pushed Libby to her knees and grabbed her 
head and pushed it under her mini skirt. Libby tentatively licked at Sharon's 
swollen clit, becoming more positive as Sharon began shuddering against her, 
holding tightly onto Libby's head as she thrust her pubis onto Libby's tongue.
As Libby bought Sharon to climax, Paul had his cock out stroking it and came as 
Sharon did, cum splattering all over Libby's hair. As Libby looked up, still on 
her knees, Paul offered her his cock to clean, as Libby tentatively licked and 
sucked his cock he leant over and passionately kissed Sharon. Paul broke off 
from Sharon and they both took an arm each and led Libby to the bed. As Paul 
kissed and caressed Libby, she felt Sharon's tongue slid into her pussy sending 
her back into the throes of ecstasy. This continued with first Sharon then Paul 
brining Libby to orgasm then Libby bought Sharon to a shuddering climax. When 
all were sated Libby looked around and realised what had just occurred, not 
believing she had just participated in a threesome, she looked over at Paul 
about to voice her distress when Paul said "Pink leather Yellow Leather".
Both women immediately sunk into deep trance, Paul lay there thinking for a few 
minutes before saying "Libby all you will remember from the time Sharon arrived 
back in her blue outfit, is that I wasn't here. Only you and Sharon participated 
in lovemaking, and you instigated it. You found it all so erotic you couldn't 
help yourself, you had to have Sharon. Now you do not want me to know, you think 
I will leave you for Sharon, if I find out you threw yourself at Sharon. You 
will do anything for Sharon not to tell me. Is that clear?" "Yesss" the deeply 
entranced Libby replied.
Paul then turned his attention to Sharon. "Sharon you will not remember me 
participating in any sex with the two of you but you will remember you and I 
setting Libby up. Is that clear?" stated Paul. "Yesss" replied Sharon. "Now when 
I say awake, you will both awaken and not realise I'm here till I speak, now 
awaken" ordered Paul.
Both women came awake instantly with Libby gasping at the dishevelled sight of 
Sharon and groaned and with tears dribbling down her cheeks said "I'm so sorry 
Sharon, I didn't mean for that to happen, I don't know why I did what I did, but 
please you must promise me not to tell Paul" "Well Libby" replied Sharon now 
smiling triumphantly "I think Paul should know, its only fair" "Oh no please 
don't Sharon, you can't, Paul would be so upset" Said Libby, now starting to 
sob.
Sharon didn't reply for a while letting Libby sob a little before saying "No I 
think I'll have to tell Paul" and started getting off the bed. "No Please" 
pleaded Libby grabbing hold of Sharon's arm. "Please I'll do anything, just 
don't tell Paul" Sharon sat on the edge of the bed and asked "Anything?" 
"Anything" a now defeated Libby replied. Sharon caressed Libby's face and said 
"If you don't want Paul to find out about this you will do exactly as I say, is 
that clear" "Yes" mumbled Libby "Right, from now on I own you Libby" stated 
Sharon really getting off on Libby's predicament.
Sharon propped herself up on the bed and look her new property over. "Stand up 
Libby" ordered Sharon. Libby stood sniffing, her makeup leaving a trail down her 
cheeks. "We're not a pretty sight are we. Go fix your face and get back here 
quickly" stated Sharon. While Libby was fixing her face, Sharon slowly caressed 
her clit, her hand moving rhythmically while she dreamed of the days to come 
with Libby as her obedient servant, she knew Paul would be very pleased with 
her.
Libby returned and stood next to the bed waiting for Sharon to say something. 
Sharon slowly inched her skirt up her thighs till Libby had a clear view of her 
playing with her clit. "I want you to kiss it Libby, but before you do from now 
on, when we are alone you will refer to me as Miss Sharon, is that clear" said 
Sharon. "Yes" replied Libby. "Yes, what" yelled Sharon grabbing Libby by the 
hair. "Yes Miss Sharon" a scared Libby stammered. "That's better" replied Sharon 
"Now ask permission to pleasure me" "Please Miss Sharon may I pleasure you" 
grimaced Libby as Sharon's grip became tighter on her hair. "Lick me slave" 
ordered Sharon as she pushed Libby's head down to her awaiting pussy.
Paul stood there unseen watching Libby's slide into slavery and smiled, 
everything had gone to plan. Sharon was his to do with as he pleased and Libby 
relied on him so much she was willing to subject herself to Sharon's service 
just to keep him. Paul continued to watch the two leather clad women thrash 
about on the bed, happy with things so far, knowing there was only better things 
to come.
Sharon finally came to a crashing climax and lay back on the bed getting her 
breath back. Meanwhile Libby simply sat on the bed quietly crying wondering how 
she had ever gotten herself into this predicament. "Stop that" ordered Sharon 
"Quickly go fix your makeup and come back here" Libby hurried to comply and was 
soon back beside the bed. "Good girl Libby you follow orders very well don't 
you? asked Sharon. "Yes" replied Libby wanting to keep Sharon pleased with her. 
"Yes what slave?" yelled Sharon. "Yes Miss Sharon" a now visibly cowed Libby 
replied.
Sharon smiled she was enjoying this "Forget again and I will have to punish you 
okay?" said Sharon. "Yes Miss Sharon, sorry Miss Sharon" replied Libby. "Right 
then come comb my hair and fix my makeup, we have to show Paul how we look" 
ordered Sharon. "Yes Miss Sharon" replied Libby, rushing to do as she was told.
Paul left the bedroom feeling very happy with the way things had gone, Sharon 
and Libby were just about converted into what he wanted. Paul's musing was 
interrupted by a key in the lock of the door and in walked Cindy. Paul had 
always fantasised about Cindy, she was stunning looking, extremely long black 
hair, Pale skin, deep blue eyes and a great body, the only fault was she 
detested him, well she might still detest him but Paul hoped thanks to the tape 
he had made her she would do anything he wanted and become anything he desired.
"Hello Cindy" smirked Paul obviously ogling Cindy, from the tight jeans to the 
figure hugging tee shirt. "You be staying long Paul" quipped Cindy a look of 
disdain on her face. "Well I just might be Cin, did you like the tape I made?" 
enquired Paul. "Actually I have to admit I loved the tape, haven't been able to 
stop listening to it, and the nameis Cindy, not Cin thank you" snapped Cindy.
"Cin, Cin, Cin, I think that name suits you better than Cindy, from now on you 
prefer me to call you Cin, in fact you will prefer everyone to call you Cin, Ok 
Cin" smirked Paul. Cindy blinked several times but didn't reply. Paul's smile 
grew wider as he knew the tape had worked, he had put on Cindy's tape that 
whenever he told her his thoughts on something she would instantly accept it as 
the truth and no matter what he told her to do she would do, but unless he told 
her to like doing what she did, she would still do what she was told but would 
hate herself for doing it.
"Well Cindy how was you time away?" asked Paul. "Relaxing thank you but please I 
would prefer you to call me Cin" replied Cindy. "Okay Cin, is that as in sin." 
asked Paul. "Don't be smart Paul" retorted Cindy "Oh I think it does, in fact I 
sure it will do. Now Cin I've laid some clothes out for you in your bedroom that 
more suit your new station in life go put them on" ordered Paul. Without a word 
Cindy left to comply.
Paul sat waiting for Cindy to return, he didn't have to wait long. Cindy came 
back in looking horrified and humiliated, she was wearing a latex crop top sans 
bra and latex seamless hot pants so tight her pussy lips were clearly visible 
added to this were four inch black ankle boot stilettos and fish net stockings 
that finished well below the top of her hot pants, she looked the picture of a 
hooker.
"I think you want to do an erotic dance for me Cin, so erotic in fact that you 
will eventually orgasm, but first I want Libby and Sharon to see how lovely you 
can dance." Said Paul. "Libby, Sharon come out here" yelled Paul. Sharon and 
Libby rapidly appeared and looked stunned at the sight of Cindy standing in the 
centre of the room in her outfit. Cin wants to show us how well she can dance 
don't you Cin?" asked Paul. "Yes" replied Cindy her bottom lip quivering. "But 
first I think Libby should do your makeup, she's very good at it" ordered Paul. 
Cindy glanced at Libby's heavily made up face and her lip trembled even more as 
she was escorted to the bathroom by an ecstatic Libby.
Paul approached Sharon smiling and pushed her to her knees as he undid his fly. 
As Sharon mouthed him he thought how life couldn't get much better than this, he 
had liberated Libby and along the way he had the bonus of the submission of 
Sharon and now he could look forward to the total corruption of Cindy. What was 
next?
THE END?