Sophia returned home from work at 6pm and was ready for a nice relaxing night.
"I'm home Abby" she shouted as she walked through the door.
"In the kitchen!", replied Abby.
Sophia gasped as she entered the room. She expected to find Abby sat around, maybe making dinner, but what she didn't expect to see was Charlie, on his hands and knees scrubbing the kitchen floor. What she really didn't expect was for him to be wearing a bra and panties.
It took her a second to compose herself, before she asked...
"What the fuck is this?"
"Oh boy do I have a story for you" said Abby.
The two girls moved into the hallway and began a frantic conversation. After a few minutes, they returned and Sophia looked livid.
"So Abby tells me you've been stealing from us. Stealing our underwear. And selling it! Is all this true."
Charlie nodded, not wanting to make eye contact.
"You disgusting perv. I hope it was worth it. She tells me you made about £1,500 stealing off us and can't pay us back. Is that right?"
Charlie nodded again.
"Well, it seems like Abby has found an adequate solution to our predicament. You owe us money, and we need work doing for us around the flat. So, until we deem that you have paid back your debt, you will do everything we ask around the house. Cooking, cleaning, washing. Everything we ask. Is that understood?"
It was understood but Charlie wasn't happy about it.
"Look I really am sorry, I just couldn't face being turned out onto the street I had to do something." pleaded Charlie.
"That's not good enough. There are ways to get money that don't involve stealing and violating our privacy.
"You're right, I'll get a job I promise and I will pay you back every penny that I made and more."
"Oh you'll pay us back alright. But you'll be doing as you're told." said Abby. "And another thing. Since you are so obsessed with our underwear, you can continue to wear it. I don't want to see you wear anything else unless we approve it."
"But-" muttered Charlie.
"But what? You have no power here perv. If you don't do as we say we will report you to the police for being a perv and a thief. You either do as we say and be our little sissy slave, or you'll end up on the street or worse, in a prison cell. What's it going to be?".
Neither option was appealing, but Charlie couldn't face losing the roof over his head. At least this way he could still try and find a job and put this whole thing behind him once he'd paid off his debt. He nodded his head and sealed his fate.
"Good girl" smirked Sophia. "Now, what's for dinner?".
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Sissy Revenge
General FictionCharlie was struggling to make ends meet, so in a desperate attempt to make money he decided to steal from his flatmate. When she found out, she took it upon herself to teach him a valuable lesson that would have lasting consequences.
