A Bigger Stage

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"I'm pretty sure Doctor Yes wants everyone. It's in his job description," Cindy laughed when she was able to get a word in.

"At least you still have the breakaway bikini, in case he asks you to sing."

It was true. Rosi had been allowed to keep the garment since it was a unique piece, made and sized especially for her.

 

[AndreaSubbie]

Looking up at Cindy in surprise, "The bikini? That was only for The Choice! I'm not doing the scary choreography ever again! I know I was all keen at the time, and no regrets, but seriously?"

Scrolling through her phone again, the donuts having mysteriously disappeared leaving a few tell tale crumbs on her lips, latte half consumed, "No reply from my Manager yet," and she frowned, "Or from Doctor Yes. Maybe he won't deal with me direct, now that it's not The Choice?" and a note of disappointment crept into her voice. Maybe she had just been 'work' to him. Just like with Dane.

Rosi could feel a veil of sadness descending, a sense of rejection, that drew her to Sarah and Cindy even more. At least they still liked her.

"I suppose you guys are working today like normal? No chance we can go somewhere for lunch?"

 

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The girls looked at each other as Rosi had so often seen them do.

"Well, everyone would have to take their own car," Sarah said, "but I think we could put in a brief appearance at Cafe Java later on."

"You'd have to flash Owen, though," Cindy added.

 

[AndreaSubbie]

"Hmm," Rosi frowned, thinking through the proposal, the transaction.

Nothing she hadn't done before, and yes she'd quite enjoy it, and obviously Sarah and Cindy would enjoy the situation too. But what about Owen? Would he be ok?

"Ok, I can get there from here and meet you. But you have to be certain Owen won't freak out? I get scared when he gets scared; I don't know how to deal with it. Soooo ... what do I wear for lunch, Wardrobe Designer lover, and how do we do this, Choreographer Director lover?"

This was more like it. This was the kind of attention she liked.

"And you will take pictures, won't you?"

 

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Sarah turned to look at Rosi. "Well, first of all, I should probably explain that when I told you Owen was scared stiff the other night, I was using the word stiff advisedly," she said. "He wasn't scared for his safety at that point, Rosi: He was scared of making a fool of himself because of his inexperience."

"That was why I was telling you to touch yourself just before you freaked out: To get Owen's attention off his nerves and to help you to start getting more in the mood."

 

[AndreaSubbie]

"I really messed up, didn't I?" Rosi wrinkled her nose in self chastisement. Not to dwell on what was past, but acknowledging the truth.

"Um, if ever you intend to debauch me in the future, especially with Owen, don't leave me alone with him, ok? I couldn't cope with getting good advice over my phone and trying to deal with what was going on in my room; I mean I wasn't able to handle it. It was beyond what I'm capable of.

"I'm not complaining, or looking for reassurance, I just want to get it right, to do you proud, to enjoy everything you throw me into. I love being directed by you both. I suppose I just love being your plaything. Your pet. Your kitten.

"But yes, I get it now, that he was unsure of himself. But so was I. I don't really have any more experience than him."

Rosi took a breath to draw a line under what she had been trying to say. And start afresh.

"So what's the plan? What do I need to know? To do?"

 

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"Excuse me a minute," Cindy said, then went back outside.

When she returned, she was bearing her ever-useful bag, as well as a long coat. "This coat is mine," she explained. "A little more stylish than the one that Wardrobe loaned you last week.

Sarah, meanwhile, had produced a slip of paper bearing a Web address and what appeared to be login credentials. She handed the paper to Rosi, saying, "You can give this to Owen as part of his tip."

 

[AndreaSubbie]

Rosi took the piece of paper from Sarah and then turned, holding out her arms for Cindy to slip the coat on her over the sweater and jeans she was already wearing. Were they all about to go out somewhere? Didn't the girls need to be at the Studio?

As usual, Rosi only knew the next step and nothing beyond that, so she had no idea what to expect.

But that was ok. It was all part of The Game, and she loved it.

 

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"Uh, the coat is actually for a little later, kitten," Cindy said, smiling. "But we might as well see how it looks on you. I think it will be alright since our heights aren't too far apart."

"Take your clothes off," she added, as casually as if she were saying give me your hand.

 

[AndreaSubbie]

"Oh!"

Damn again, why couldn't she stop saying that?

"Er, ok," and Rosi lifted the clingy sweater over her head, dropping it onto the sofa, quickly followed by her white bra. The jeans unsnapped and unzipped and she slid them to her knees, then kicked them off with her shoes.

Sighing at the inevitable, Rosi slipped her briefs down over her hips and ass, getting that delicious buzz from undressing in front of others. Another unbidden thought raced in from nowhere telling her how much fun it would be to have her every undressing caught on video.

Turning her back once more to Cindy, she held out her arms to be helped into the coat.

A glance at both girls' faces made Rosi's heart quicken and tummy flutter.

 

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The looks the girls directed at their submissive might have made Owen cum in his pants as he fled for his life.

Unfortunately for the newly leisured Rosi, they were both professionals. Even if they'd both admittedly made certain exceptions to professionalism in her case.

Cindy helped Rosi into the coat. It did indeed look pretty good on her, minimally fastened.

"Shall we say noontime at Cafe Java, Agent Rosi?" Sarah asked.

"I'd say you have all the equipment you need."

 

[AndreaSubbie]

Rosi giggled and threw a mock salute before kissing both of her friends firmly on their lips.

Most of the morning passed with her tidying up her scattered belongings and answering questions from her Manager.

At the appropriate time she slipped into some black medium heels and dark glasses, and fastened her borrowed coat by its belt alone.

A short cab ride later she was there, paying the driver, looking out of the window towards the cafe trying to see if Sarah and Cindy had arrived yet.

Rosi was very conscious of wearing only four items, if you included two shoes and sunglasses.

 

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From where she sat in her car, Cindy saw Rosi dropped off, and texted Sarah.

Sarah's text to Rosi read Do not enter the building yet. Please come to the rear of the building.

Cindy left her car and moved nonchalantly to follow Rosi behind the building, where Sarah waited.

 

[AndreaSubbie]

Closing the cab's door, Rosi glanced up and down the street but saw no sign of her friends, so assumed that they must be inside.

Which was when her phone vibrated.

A frown creased her forehead on reading the text, and a bit confused she walked round to get to the back of the building, casting frequent glances over her shoulder. But she needn't worry, need she? Her friends would keep her safe, wouldn't they?

Her nervousness was matched with an excitement anticipating the unexpected, if it's possible to do that. She was worrying about the contradiction as she approached the area behind Cafe Java, still disguised in her belted Secret Agent coat and Dark Glasses. She made a mental note to buy herself a 1930s gangster hat.

 

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There wasn't much to see behind Cafe Java. The adjacent property was essentially invisible because it was on a much higher grade, and fenced off, leaving the rear of the restaurant facing little more than a brush-covered slope. There was no real way to see behind the building unless you deliberately walked behind it, or exited the rear door, which was only done infrequently, by employees.

Cindy arrived just after Rosi.

"All clear?" she asked Sarah.

"All clear," Sarah confirmed.

"Then I think the mission can proceed," Cindy stated.

She turned to Rosi and held out her hand. "Agent Rosi, please surrender your coat."

 

[AndreaSubbie]

An uncontrollable rush of all kinds of emotions brought Rosi to the point of orgasm right there right then.

She had to close her eyes and bite her lip, crossing her ankles and squeezing her thighs together as the sensations washed over her and passed, leaving her light headed and heart thumping.

She recognised two of the feelings; fear was one of them.

Did 'Agent Rosi' count the same as 'kitten'? Probably.

Disobedience was not an option, even though two weeks ago this would have been unthinkable.

With shaky hands Rosi unbelted the coat, let it glide off her shoulders, and handed it to Cindy, forcing herself to keep her arms relaxed, not covering up.

She still had sunglasses, and despite not being asked, on a whim whipped them off and handed them to Cindy as well.

In just her shoes, ankles crossed, out in an open public space, admittedly not overlooked, Rosi waited for her next Instruction.

She was naked, outdoors, and could feel her orgasm only just held in check. She didn't dare look either girl in the face fearing it would be all the nudge she needed.

 

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Sarah took a quick glance to make sure there was nothing nasty in a particular spot, then gestured towards it with one hand.

"Please stand with your back to the wall, Agent Rosi."

 

[AndreaSubbie]

Of course she obeyed. Agent Rosi

"Yes, Control," and Rosi went to where Sarah had indicated, her back not quite touching the wall behind her, feet together, hands clasped behing her back, head slightly lowered but eyes raised, glancing now between her two Superiors. It seemed safe to look at them now.

Rosi's heart was thumping extra hard and her breathing shallow, tummy in turmoil but contained.

She had no idea what was going on, and the element of fear brought on by that added a delicious twist.

Rosi licked her dry lips, and waited.

 

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"On some missions, Agent Rosi, the agent gets in and out without anyone noticing," Sarah told the young operative.

"Still, every agent knows that... they always run the risk of being stood up against the wall and shot," she said, as she and Cindy brought out their cellphones and proceeded to grant Rosi's wish for more photos on the mission.

 

[AndreaSubbie]

"Oh!"

Rosi gasped, then grinned, and would have handed over her own phone if she'd had her coat.

At first she had just gaped, but after overcoming the subsequent nervous grin she posed, hands on hips with relaxed left knee, imagining herself on a glamour shoot, not that anyone could mistake her for a glamour model.

 

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"Wait," Cindy said. "Switching to video mode."

"Agent Rosi, please commence manual stimulation."

 

[AndreaSubbie]

"Oh!"

Rosi's jaw dropped. Manual stimulation? Were they serious? Manual stimulation?

But Cindy said Agent Rosi.

Using her left hand she lightly pinched her right nipple, but quickly tightened the grip, biting her lip and gasping, while at the same time her right hand caressed down her belly and through her little Lady Garden to tease the folds either side of her labia.

Her gasps quickly became louder and her panting more frantic, and with knees parted Rosi deliberately made love to herself not only in front of her friends, but also on video, and even worse, in a public place.

As the realisation of just what she was doing hit her she caterpaulted over the edge that had been hovering so close by.

Her eyes started to roll up into her head which was thrown back, her body juddered, her insides jetted out to spray the ground a good metre in front of her now wet shoes, her knees buckled, and she gently folded backwards to be held up by the wall behind her, her own head lolling on her chest. She wasn't unconscious, but was pretty much out of it. Any moment she would topple sideways and complete her crash.

 

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Seeing Rosi's state, the girls quickly stepped over to support her, helping her back into the coat after a minute or so.

They continued to keep light hands on her, just in case.

"How do you feel, Agent?" Cindy asked huskily.

 

[AndreaSubbie]

"Oh, Fuck! Oh Cindy, Fuck! FUCK! FUCK!"

It wasn't her most eloquent summary, but possibly one of her most heartfelt.

"Oh fuck!" she said again, unsure how to put everything she felt into words.

"Fuck, Cindy, Sarah, that was, I mean, oh FUCK!"

Rosi held on to both of them, strength returning to her legs, and her head clearing. How did they manage to do this? To stimulate her to the point of mindless orgasm and always be there to catch her?

"Oh fuck I love you both. Fuckity fuckity fuckity fuck fuck fuck."

Rosi could almost focus her eyes, and almost carry her own weight, and from somewhere she found the energy to grip each girls neck like her life depended on it, and first kissed Cindy hard on her mouth, needing to suck the very life out of her friend. Turning to Sarah she did the same to her.

"Fuck!" was all she could think of saying.

 

[Blase]

Sarah drew the three of them into a group hug so that Rosi could feel safe while her emotions subsided a bit.

"Maybe it would be better if one of us brought you home?" she asked Rosi, as they held each other.

"We didn't originally think this first part would wind up being so... intense."