Angel & Victoria

corsets and waist cinchers, usually with a balconnete shelf bra that came to
just below her nipples, or more often no bra at all, matching string bikini
panties and fishnet thi highs. Amanda, being the house slut, was always in a
satin or lace bustier with g string or teddy, most often with garters and seamed
nylons, and lace elbow length fingerless bridal gloves. Wearing any more than
lingerie around the house meant an impromptu punishing of the offending
suspect, where she was stripped, tied to her bed, and flogged lightly with a
special-use cat o' nine tails kept specifically for this offense. No one got hurt in
these "disciplinary sessions", but they were known to lead to long nights of
wild abandon, kink and passionate lovemaking.
Late on evening, Angel had gotten in late and had just changed into
her light pink satin and mesh babydoll with marabou trim and matching fishnets
when she noticed the message light blinking on the answering machine. The
other girls were still out, Amanda due in shortly after another closing shift at
the store, and Monica most likely at another goth music performance. Angel hit
the message button, and the voice of the apartment manager's assistant came
over the small box.
"Hi Angel, it's Victoria. You got a UPS package today that they
didn't want to leave on your doorstep. I'll be up at here until 9 or so finishing
some paperwork, so if you want to come by and pick it up I've got it waiting
for you. Bye girls!"
Angel's face lit up. She had been waiting for a special boxed set DVD
of Im My Me Strawberry Eggs to arrive from the distribution company, and now
it was finally here! She half ran, half skipped to the hall closet, where she
kept a big, black long overcoat with pink marabou trim on the collar and
sleeves. She slipped the coat on, leaving it unbuttoned, and went to her room to
get her matching open-toed platform stiletto heels she had special ordered to
match the coat. She slipped them on, her metallic pink nail polish perfectly
matching the marabou on her shoes, and click-clacked her way across the
hardwood floor of the apartment to the door. Grabbing her keys off the hooks by the
door, she stepped out, locked the door, and walked down the outdoor stairwell
to the sidewalk, and up to the complex office.