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New World Sluts (bodman54xExoticTwilight)

"Variety of things...well, some of them not so much fun as 'required' for lack of a better word. Combat sports and competitions are mandatory in everything but name, even for Alphas whose roles aren't anything combat related. Just have to roll with it I guess..."

There was a little bit of a bitter tone in her voice, and nearly a sigh before she shook that off mentally and continued. "There's a gorgeous beach not too far from here that's nice. Playing in the sand and surf is always fun. I'm trying to surf, key word trying, but trying to constantly keep and shift balance on a board with weighty breasts isn't easy. Tennis and badminton are fun. Otherwise...some video games, eSports...more of a watcher though. I'm rather horrid and trying to match response times to a controller."

She pouted a little and scrunched her nose at the last sentence.
 
"That's all sounds dangerous," she said as Raisa mentioned all the combat and competitions she participated in. "Don't you worry about getting hurt?" She hated to see people fight, even if there were rules and equipment to keep them safe.

"You sound like you live an exciting life. My life mostly consisted of baking and looking good whenever my husband took her to parties." She sounded very bitter about that. And why shouldn't she be? She had basically been stuck in her house, unable to go live her own life, for ten years. Everything in her life revolves around being the perfect little housewife. She wanted to go back to old world morals but not that far back.

"What's an. Esports," she asked. How could anything online be a sport? Where was the skill and physical exertion?
 
To the question about getting hurt, the best the officer could do was give a weak shrug. "Guess I'm not phased by it anymore? I mean...yeah it sucks if you get hurt. Pain like that isn't any fun. Got used to it, I suppose..."

"Well, it needn't be just that anymore, right?" Raisa asked, hopeful she could prod Tina out of her shell a little bit. "I mean if you really enjoy backing and cooking there's no need to stop! But we can see what other things you might like, now that you don't have some boring dumb male controlling what you can and can't do for fun?"

"Oh, an eSport? I suppose, I'll have to show you...sort of hard to explain if you were never exposed to them. Basically, video game competitions. Suppose it should really just be 'eGame', but, no one asked me when they came up with the name" she giggled a little, sticking out her now blue colored tongue.
 
"Oh. I guess I've never really thought about what else I would want to do," she admitted. "I had always just assumed that that would be my life so there was no point in thinking about anything else. I just tried to make the best of my situation that I could." She shrugged. Her whole married life had revolved around the kitchen that it was hard to think about anything else. But now that she was free. Who knows what she would discover about herself.

"And people find that fun," she asked incredulously. "Why don't they just get the game and play it themselves instead of watching others play it?"
 
"Well, less of that moping around now, right?" she grinned, reaching out a hand and placing it on the top of Tina's head before ruffling and mussing up her vibrant red locks.

"And..well, some do. But it's like football and soccer, right? Some people watch the games and don't even play. Other people play just for fun or at a local or regional level, and still watch the big events?" she asked.

It was then there was a loud chime.

"Ah, pizza at the front gate!" Raisa exclaimed excitedly. Setting her half finished cocktail down on the counter, she stuffed her hand into the dollar jar, taking out a wad of cash as she hurried off to the front door. Her quick, sudden movement and speed meant her ass, though muscular, and breasts were jiggling on full display for Tina before she was out of sight at the front door.

And from the sound of it, the delivery man was just as surprised and flustered at the woman's revealing appearance, mostly because of how voluptuous her appearance was. But the generous tip more than made up for it and soon Raisa was back in the kitchen with a large box of hot pepperonni topped deep dish pizza.
 
"I guess," Tina said before the bell rang and Raisa skipped off to get the pizza, assets jiggling as she went. She could imagine the delivery boy's face when the perky blonde appeared. On the few occasions they'd ordered out in her old life she'd gotten her own fair share of stares from greasy-haired teenage boys as she answered the door. And the clothing she wore was nowhere near as tight and revealing as the clothes her owner wore.

"Smells amazing," she said as she stood up and made her way back into the kitchen. As the box flipped open she could feel her mouth watering. Reaching out she grabbed a slice, cooing in pleasure as the many cheese bridges formed as she pulled the hot slice to her mouth. Taking a deep breath she bit down on it and moaned, the amazing taste just making her tastebuds jump for joy. "So good."
 
"Mhm!" Raisa could only murmur in agreement as she munched on her own slide. Opening a cabinet with her good non-greasy hand, she took out a stack of napkins before moving to get out a liter bottle of soda from the fridge and some cups.

Though when it came to eating, she only took a slice after Tina did, all to make sure the new sub was getting what she wanted out of the pizza. Afterall it was her first time enjoying something like this, and Raisa had sworn to herself she would do whatever she could to make sure any sub she owned would be happy, and never feel deprived.
 
Free of any judgement Tina chowed down on the pizza, stuffing her face with the greasy, cheesy goodness. She hadn't been this happy in a long time and it showed from the way she stuffed her face. She didn't notice how Raisa waited for her to start eating. The idea that someone cared enough about her to look after her needs was a bit shocking. It seemed like this was some semblance of normalcy in her new life.

When she couldn't eat anymore she sat back with a content sigh. "That was amazing. Thank you for that. Tomorrow I'll go to the market and start filling the pantry so we can have home cooked meal. Does that sound good?" She wanted to repay the favour that Raisa did to her, treating her kindly when she didn't have to.
 
"Mmm, it was! And you're welcome!"

"Oohh, that'd be lovely!" Raisa answered, pausing as she chugged down half a glass of soda. "Though, we should go shopping for you first. Clothing, accessories, anything else you might want or need. That's more important than my pantry."

She left out that all Tina had to her right now was her panties, shoes, bra, and sundress. That went without mention, for fear of upsetting the MILF right when she was having some fun, possibly for the first time in a long while.
 
"Oh. Yeah," she said as she was reminded the only thing she owned was the dress on her body and the shoes on her feet. She tried to put a happy spin on it. Raisa was rich and willing to make Tina happy. Which meant that she would be buying high-end expensive clothing unlike any she'd ever had before. Her ex-husband had been well off but Raisa was on a whole different level based on the size and location of the house. All those boutiques that she'd only been able to walk by she could now go in.

"There are some places I've always wanted to shop at," she admitted as she sipped on her cocktail.
 
"Ooh, what places?" she asked, interested. "Mind you, we're not going to be doing anything insane like buying out all the jewelry stores. But I will buy you things you need and would like, especially if your dump of an ex told you 'no' for no good reason other than to make you sad" she grinned. "Imagine the next time he sees you, from a distance or on TV or Internet or something, dressed up on gorgeous and beautiful without needing any makeup...well, maybe blush or eyeliner." She shut her eyes and stuck out a tongue in a 'bleah' face. "I've had to do the dress up routine. All that garbage nonsense is stuff in the back closet where it belongs."
 
"Oh," she said, looking down. "I like wearing makeup and dresses," she said timidly. She loved wearing a beautiful dress and making herself feel sexy with makeup that highlighted her best features and hid any blemishes. "Aren't you supposed to supposed to like that stuff," she asked. "I thought that all the Alphas focused on being beautiful and in control."
 
"Ah..er.." she stammered a little. "I mean dresses are fine, maybe a little makeup...I just think you look beautiful without needing any makeup, but if you'd like to wear it because you like it then that's perfectly fine!" Great, she had gone and upset Tina a bit.

The next question was a little bit of a surprise, and she was quiet for a bit as she tried to find words other than 'I just don't like or want to'. "Supposed to, yes...for the ones that care about positioning and posturing. Your business and politics...it's the 'nice' alternative to physically duking it out, which would probably end up with too many bodies. Not that they don't play dirty behind the scenes, which they do. Bleah..." putting her glass down Raisa raised her hands up and tucked them behind her own head to rub her neck.

"My family keeps pushing me to get out of enforcement and into business because it's 'safer'" she rolled her eyes when saying 'safer'. "To me it's just a different set of dangers...I mean, I could manage it, if I had a realllly good reason to, just...alot of stress. I think you get what I mean, maybe?"
 
"But that was before you had anyone to take care of. What happens to me if you get hurt or die?" She didn't want to think that way but it was still a real possibility. And since she'd had her legal status as a human revoked she couldn't do anything for herself. Legally at least. If Raisa died she would be left alone with no way to defend herself or stop anyone who wanted her from taking her.
 
That stopped Raisa dead cold for a moment. Tina could even see her eyes dilate a little bit, and goosebumps on her owner's skin. Not out of anger from the question or anything that the MILF said, but because of the cold hard truth of it. Sure as an officer she had people dependent on her, their lives in her hands, but they could take care of themselves. They were either other alphas or betas, or even the occasional capable and legally independent omega at times.

Tina was the first time the Alpha had someone completely dependent on her, someone who's life would be essentially 'over' if someone happened to her. "Can't let that happen" she said softly, sinking into a chair at the table. She had promised Tina she would protect her and keep her safe, and the woman meant it. Not just out of obligation as her dom, but because the poor woman deserved to be safe and happy, as much as possible.
 
"Ok," she said softly, sorry for ruining the mood. Raisa had seemed like she was having a great time and now she seemed like all the wind had been taken out of her sails. "I don't want you to go and change your whole life for me. But I just want you to remember that you now have responsibilities." If she hadn't pleaded guilty today she might not be as worried. But doing so caused all her freedoms to be revoked. Now if she wanted anything she depended on Raisa. So the younger blonde woman had to consider that whenever she went out of her way to put herself in danger.
 
Later that evening...

...Raisa had Tina sit down with the basic rules, more like laws, for Omegas/Subs. She was sure there were a large number of questions, or things the woman wouldn't like or perhaps even balk at, but it was what they had to live with. Besides, the redhead should know that Raisa would do what she could to make it more comfortable.

"Pajamas may not fit comfortably. I can cocoon you in a fuzzy blanket, if that helps you feel more covered. But...plugging, gagging, and banding is mandatory" she said. "You can either be in the guest room, or in my room with me, I'll leave that up for you. Even how you'd like to be bound and gagged, even. And don't worry..the plugs are just plugs, they're not vibrators or torture toys. They're more something for your pussies to clamp down on for the night."
 
The rest of the evening passed a bit awkwardly, Raisa still acting a bit distant. But soon it was time for bed. She sat on the couch, fidgeting a bit as Raisa laid out the rules. And these weren't just rules for this house. They were rules for the whole world. Every Omega around the world got the same type of treatment when getting ready for bed. Some may be stricter than others but the idea was all the same.

"Um. I'd like to sleep in your bed if that's ok," she said. The thought of being bound, gagged and plugged while also sleeping alone was terrifying.
 
There was a gentle smile. "It's a large enough bed, so that's fine. Would you like to try out some of my pajama's first, before showering? Or do you want to take care of which restraints? I only have ball gags, unless you want a cleave or tape gag. For your body...well, cuffs, rope, or tape...or a mix, if you're adventurous."
 
"Whatever is easiest for beginners," she said. She'd seen all sorts of different options during her porn watching this afternoon but she had no idea what any felt like. So she had to rely on Raisa to help her. "Please don't make anything too tight," she asked. She wasn't claustrophobic but the idea of not being able to move took some getting used too.
 
(Will look for a bedroom image later!)

"Ok...in that case..."

She had Tina follow her into her bedroom, where there was a perhaps oversize four corner canopy bed. Plenty of pillows, and the mattress and blankets looked plenty soft and fuzzy. Definetely more 'girly' than expected, given Raisa's personality. Opening a drawer she took out a medium sized ball gag and a few padded cuffs. The padding looked soft, something that might even be pleasant on the skin.
 
Just like everything else in this house the master bedroom was gorgeous. Tina followed Raisa into the room and sat down on the soft and oh so luxurious bed. Watching nervously as her owner began searching through drawers for the stuff she'd use to secure the milf for the night. Though she didn't have a lot of experience with this kind of items she could tell that they were expensive and well made.

"So I have wear all that all night," she asked, reaching out to touch the cuffs.
 
Indeed the padding was soft. It wouldn't be uncomfortable on her skin, and was leagues better than bare metal. "Yes" was Raisa's answer. "But we'll make sure you're as comfortable as possible. I..uh..I can be the big spoon for you, if you'd like" she offered. "Unless you'd like to sleep front to front? Or you could even use my breasts as a pillow...I can sleep sitting up a little, and just hug and hold onto you all night, since this'll be your first night?"
 
"I'd like you to be big spoon," she said with a shy smile. Having the muscular arms wrapped around her, keeping her safe while she slept. That was her dream. Her ex-husband never did that. Even after they had sex he'd just roll over and start snoring, leaving her to clean herself up and curl up alone. But Raisa seemed different. She had even gone as far as to offer to inconvenience herself to make sure Tina was comfortable.

"Which way is the bathroom," she asked. "I guess I should shower."
 
"This way" she led, a small smile on her own lips as she saw Tina warm up to the idea a little. And just like the bedroom the bathroom was large and luxurious, if perhaps a little sparse of accessories. Large shower, tub/jaccuuzi, both of which could easily fit several curvy and busty woman comfortably.

"Any of my stuff here is free for you to use" she offered. Her soap and shampoo, the towers and dryer, were mostly generic and obvious where they were located. "I'll wait in the bedroom till you're done?"
 
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