Claire's Escort to Hell's Freezer (Slavery, Crossdressing, F/F, Futa/Futa)

Story by lori09

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I let Claire out of her... cage, such as it is. "Claire, you and Alex will go with Megn to the club and meet me there."

"Yes, Mistress." Claire replies.

"Dress and hurry down to the kitchen. I hope you know how to cook." I say.

"Mistress?" Claire calls out as I head for the staircase.

"Yes, Claire?" I ask.

"Forgive me, Mistress, but I don't know how." Claire replies.

I stalk back to her and punch her in her stomach. "Alex will drill you over the weekend." I say dangerously.

"Yes, Mistress. Thank you, Mistress, for both the cooking lessons and the stomach punch." Claire returns doubled over.

I storm off to the kitchen. "Alex, kick Claire's ass in here this weekend."

"Sure, Sis, but for what?" Alex asks.

"Stupid bitch cumslut can't cook." I reply coldly.

"Forgive me for failing you, Mistress." Claire slumps down the stairs, both our backpacks on her back.

"Not knowing how to cook is an egregious oversight, not a failure. You failed me when you thought considered it a failure." I reply.

"Yes, Mistress." Claire returns.

"Now, sit your ass down at the table and eat your Pop Tarts." I command.

"Yes, Mistress." Claire obeys.

"If you want a cooked breakfast, you'll have to fix it yourself." I say.

"Yes, Mistress." Claire replies.

"Alex, you and Claire will go with Megn to the Freezer. I will meet you there after my... meeting with Simmons." I say.

"Thanks, Sis." Alex replies sarcastically. "I traded a sociopath for a psychopath."

"No, you traded a semi-decent psychopath for an even worse psychopath." I reply. I take the frying pan and smash his skull with it, only to hit a softer skull. I look down to see Claire sprawled on the floor nursing a frying pan sized headache. I'm so strong I could crush her skull. I smile wickedly at the thought but change my mind. Her soul would be useless to me after that. I grab her hair and throw her to our shit. "We're leaving. Grab the shit."

"Yes, Mistress." Claire replies, grabbing all three bags.

"Pack mule cumslut, you drive stick?" I call back to Claire.

"Miss Megn won't let me get my license, Mistress." Claire replies downcast.

"Good thing, too, or you'd learn stick on the fly." I return.

I feel heat on my back and go full power. The heat dies down, and Alex steps back. "You're call, Cassie."

The ride to school seems longer today than it usually does, the tension palpable. I drop Alex and Claire at the upper building and drive down to the lower parking lot.

"How did last night go?" Megn asks.

"It went well. Claire surprised me with actually liking human meat if she knows what she's getting into." I reply.

"You get take out from the Keep?" Megn asks.

"Yeah." I return. "She ate it all but with one little incident. I thought you tried to protect her from our world."

"Tried is the key word." Megn says. "Once she turned sixteen and began tracking my movements, I knew it was too late to stop her. I finally just started ordering take out from the Freezer, the Inferno, and the Keep."

"What are the Freezer and the Inferno? Claire told me they were exclusive to demons and their human family or pets, but not much else." I reply.

"They are clubs for our kind and our human family and pets. They do serve food, but starting at 16:00, they have dancers onstage for patrons to bid on." Megn answers. "The first time I took Claire, I had her stay close, afraid someone would make a move on her. They way she clung to me, the other patrons knew she was untouchable."

I nod in response. "I'll see you at break." I say breaking off the conversation and heading to my first period class. Time seems to pass slowly again. Finally, the break bell rings. I catch up with Alex before finding Claire or Megn.

"It was perfect, but he failed us anyway!" Alex screams, slamming and breaking the table.

I look to Claire, who nods grimly. I return the nod, grimmer still, and head off to find Megn. "Perfect but failed him. That is the class. You said Queen Tundra-Fire gave me the all clear for deadly force if necessary?"

"And I give you the all clear to banish him for treason." Megn returns. "It's obvious he thinks he's king."

"I'll see you at lunch." I reply, joining the line back to class. Second and third period pass just as slowly as first did. Finally the lunch bell rings. I immediately head to where Megn is. We eat in silence, knowing what will happen after school today. The bell rings, ending lunch, and I head to my fourth period AP Bio class. This class passes slowly, too. Finally the bell rings and I stay after.

"Class is over, Ms. Berkins. If you need tutoring, I have specific days for that." Simmons replies.

"Emergency parent-teacher meeting." I return.

Simmons looks up from his stack of papers at that. "I will schedule a time for your parents to meet with me."

"I am the parent." I respond.

"Oh, right, you are. Those classes are too good for you, you slutty little cum dumpsters. Next time I need a cock suck, I will call you." Simmons says, retu

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