I had walked right into it. Hell, I'd even helped by delivering myself to these sadists.
To begin, I'm a private investigator hired to get some evidence on the employee of a very well placed firm.
This guy, Donner, was ripping off his company and the company wanted to know with whom he was dealing with. That was my assignment.
I thought I was being rather cleaver, how was I to know what I was about to do to myself?
Once I discovered that Donner had a weak spot for call girls, I intercepted one of his phone orders, showing up as the girl he thought he was getting.
The guy turned out to be heavy into B&D!
Those had only ever been letters from the alphabet to me before, so I didn't have the first idea of what was going on.
Or what I was going to do about it. I decided that I needed a plan. I needed to get close to him. To hang around him as much as possible. Maybe even get the chance to search his house or overhear some of his phone calls.
Anything that might give me a clue as to who Donner was dealing with.
What I got was a crash course in being a sex slave!
Donner started in on me by demanding that I shave my pussy. Such a thing to ask a girl to do!
I almost couldn't face him after I'd sheared away my lovely red fur. I'm sure that most of my body was blushing when I finally stood naked in front of him.
The man put me through a lot of changes that night.
No one had ever spanked me before. Before that night was over, my ass had been worked over by both his hand and an ugly, hardwood paddle.
Sure, I can hear you ask. Why did I put up with it?
I don't know, is my first answer. There were several times I was ready to tell him to leave me alone.
Telling him to fuck off" and die!
Then just go stomping out of his place.
Calling up Carol Addams, the woman who had hired me, from the first pay phone I came to.
Telling her very firmly that if she wanted to find out more about Donner, she could come over and let him beat on her ass for a while!
Then let her know in no uncertain terms that I was dropping this case.
But every time I reached that explosive point, knowing I couldn't take any more of this abuse, that's when the cruel bastard would do something wonderful to me.
He instinctively knew just how to touch me. How to get me so hot I'd be willing to do anything to please him.
Making me want to give into him.
I can't explain why I'd feel sexy laying across his lap, my hands cuffed helpless behind me. But he got my pussy bubbling like no one else had for a very long time.
Once he hauled out his cock, I was a gonner.
A ten inch beauty that just begged to be be sucked and fucked!
Something I had more than enough opportunity to do.
I didn't have much experience with taking a man in my mouth, but Donner sure taught me. Dong and hard!
By the time he finished with me, I was lucky to still be able to walk.
Donner was about to send me off on my way when he suddenly stopped me.
Turns out he was having a very important business meeting the next day and he thought that some "special entertainment" might be called for.
A position he thought I could fill very well.
It also meant that he'd need another girl, but he'd leave it to me to arrange it through the Agency.
This fit in very well with my original plan. It would get me close to this mystery man.
The only problem was that I didn't work for the Agency.
It didn't mean that I couldn't hire someone from there though.
So I dragged my sore body home, showered and made a phone call.
A knock on my door began my adventures with Teri, a blonde haired pixie with the body and enthusiasm of a high school cheerleader.
A sweet bundle of sexual energy.
And submissive as hell!
She may have only been about five foot three, but I certainly had my hands full with her.
She was stripping down and trying to get her hands on me almost before I started spinning my little fable.
After the taxing events of the evening, I have to admit that about the last thing on my mind was having anymore sex.
Especially sex with a woman.
Not that I was shocked or disgusted by the notion, it was just that my body had been through a lot.
I was ready for some rest.
Teri wanted nothing to do with that.
Like I said, I think the girl liked me from the moment we had first locked eyes. When I finally had to get tough with the girl just to get her off of me, I think she came close to falling in love.
All modesty aside, I tend to believe I'm a pretty damn good looking woman.
At five foot eight, with a pair of long legs and a great set of boobs, I've turned my fair share of male heads. And, I guess, female also.
It was a body good enough that Teri couldn't seem to keep her hands off of.
I also have fiery red hair, although I don't have a matching temperament to go with it. If I did, most of the things that have happened to me probably wouldn't have occurred.
There was no trouble in recruiting Teri's help for a little bondage party. She was looking forward to having fun and games with my boyfriend/Master.
My story had been that we had been playing tie-up games, and now he wanted to try out having two slaves serving him.
She didn't even blink when I mentioned that my Master might invite along a friend of his from work.
If anything, it only seemed to make her more horny.
She was thinking ahead to all the fun she would have with two virile men to serve.
When she caught sight of the red marks left on my ass from the paddling Donner had just given me, I thought she'd cum on the spot!
Her pussy was all but swimming in it's own juices.
From that moment on I couldn't keep the girl off me!
Displaying more moves than an angry wild cat, Teri got me pinned down on the sofa.
Her mouth heading straight for my slit!
No matter what arguments I came up with, the girl had an answer.
And once her tongue touched my clit I no longer cared about anything else.
The little blonde sucked my clit for over an hour.
Making me cum until my pussy was begging for mercy from being used so much.
Then she left. Taking off before I could return the favor for her.
Leaving me to collapse into blissful sleep.
When the morning came, I was ready to do so as well. All I could think about was Donner and his fabulous cock.
I almost didn't make it out of my shower.
Enjoying the hot water as my fingers enjoyed my even wetter pussy.
I was purposely teasing myself into a frenzy, knowing too well that Donner's fat rod would be able to put out the fire.
It was a was continued later, even though I didn't ask for or want it, once Teri showed up.
Turns out that she was a turned on as I was.
Looking forward to some tight bondage and hot action. She must have been spending her early morning hours the same way I had.
By the time she saw me, she was about ready to explode!
I was thinking that I might be forced to tie her up just to keep her hands off of me while I drove.
Teri couldn't even wait for me to park the car in front of the man's house. She was already out the door and running for Donner's bell.
I caught her, kissing Teri long and deep in an effort to settle her down. Then we looked at each other, giggling like a pair of high school girls.
Hugging onto each other as we headed for Donner's door.
Donner let us in, but started right in yelling at us. Showing us who exactly was the boss here.
Giving me shit about the elementary school I must have stolen Teri from as he eyed the girl over.
He had my blonde playmate on the verge of tears, but once he ordered us to strip our clothes off she perked right up.
Now she recognized the game being played and fell right into it.
Donner looked over our naked bodies, having us pose in the most embarrassing and insulting of ways.
Finally he gave his approval, but instead of getting on with things, we were loaded into the back of a waiting limo.
I wasn't prepared for this move. I had already acted foolishly by not leaving so much as a note saying were I was going or what my plans were.
But then I had thought this would be over with fairly soon.
Now we were headed off for parts unknown, and to make it worse, we were naked. Our cloths back at Donner's.
If something were to go sour we'd be in one hell of a fix.
The drive went on for a very long time. The car winding way up into the mountains before it was over.
Donner spent his time doing paper work.
Well that and playing with Teri and me.
Teasing us to keep us hot.
Yet once we reached his mansion sized cabin the man simply walked away from us. Leaving his driver to see to it we were "prepared".
The guy had a field day with us. I'm sure we were a dream come true for him as he climbed into the back of the car with us.
His hands wandering freely.
The instant I started to tell him to back off, that we weren't there for the cheap help, the asshole backhanded me.
Warning that I'd better remember what I was, and how I should act.
He was loving the way I was gritting my teeth.
Struggling to be a good, submissive girl.
He enjoyed it even better when he grabbed hold of Teri. Pulling her over to suck on his cock.
Only after she had swallowed down his spunk did he take us into the house.
Bringing us in to meet with the mystery man, Mr. Mendoza.
I had a name now, but still no idea of what he was up to. And I wasn't given much of an opportunity to learn either.
Other than the fact that the men thought it was time for the games to begin.
A bit of rope or a pair of handcuffs was one thing, but I about had a heart attack when we were marched into a fully equipped dungeon!
Donner pulled me over to a small table, strapping my ankles to it's legs.
Forcing my own legs wide apart!
The damn thing was uncomfortable as hell.
I had to stand with my legs straight, knees locked, with the rest of my weight being supported only by my belly.
With my hands cuffed behind me and forced up between my shoulder blades, I was nothing but a delightful collection of targets.
Even my boobs were in danger. Hanging over the edge of the small table.
Dangling and swaying with every move I tried to make.
A second table was moved next to me, and Teri was fixed in the same way. Only her body was turned around the opposite direction.
Giving us a front row view as the men took after us with a pair of hardwood paddles.
Letting us see up close with the other girl what was causing us such blistering pain.
We had been begging for mercy for a long time before the men decided they were ready for the next part.
The name of the game was "get the cum".
Each man could use our holes in any way he wanted, for as long or short as he felt.
The girl who got his cum would be rewarded, the one who failed faced punishment.
And heaven help the girl who missed taking at least one spunk load. She'd be facing a double punishment!
All I cared about was that we weren't being paddled, and that I was finally getting some cock.
In fact there were several times that I had both cocks in me at the same time.
It had to be the most thrilling thing I'd ever done.
I'd never felt so female in my life. And I wanted that part to go on forever.
Unfortunately the men couldn't last that long.
Mendoza was first.
He had been fucking me from behind, and I knew he had to be getting close, but the asshole pulled out just before shooting off!
Letting Teri suck down his sperm instead.
I wasn't too worried though. I still had Donner's girl pleaser in my mouth, and it was showing signs of giving up it's gift.
That's when the bastard moved over to jab his massive tool deep into the little blonde.
Painting her insides with his seed.
Both men laughed at me for not being able to please even one of them.
Releasing Teri, they had the girl select two dildos.
She was ordered to use one to fuck herself with as her reward. But she wasn't to stop cumming until ordered to.
The other dildo was for me.
Donner began to rudely insert it in my virgin ass. Mendoza finished the job by using his paddle to hammer it the rest of the way in.
Then they got serious!
Taking turns having at me.
Using paddles and riding crops all over my body.
Pinching my nipples with steel clips.
Teasing me until I was promising everything I could think of.
I was exhausted, barely conscious when they finished.
Teri had cum so many times she could no longer move. Even when the men ganged up on her one last time, she simply laid there until they emptied themselves. Spunking in or on her.
I had to be carried to bed. Actually it was a cot, and I was strapped to it so I wouldn't try to get myself off.
In the morning Teri was sent to get me up. It took a lot of convincing on my part, but I got the girl down on her knees to lick my pussy.
She had been ordered to make sure I wasn't allowed to cum, so Master Donner wasn't at all happy with Teri when he walked in and found us.
Naturally this happened before I got my orgasm.
He left after promising Teri a suitable punishment and warning of worse if we weren't dressed in five minutes.
The clothes that had been laid out for us were some of the strangest things I'd ever seen. All rubber!
Garters and hose, opera length gloves. Tank tops with holes cut out for our breasts fit through and a high heels I knew I could never wear.
Once dressed, Mendoza and Donner came in to help us finish. We were gagged and our hands locked to our waists. Then rubber hoods were fit over our faces.
The last sight I had was of Mendoza putting a face mask and wig on Teri.
As if we were being disguised in such a way that we could be taken out in public and no one would know of our plight!
Loaded into the limo, we were driven to an air field. I only knew that after the plane began it's taxi down the runway. Feeling the vibrations in the seat seat, and ever so faintly hearing the engines through the rubber hood.
Hands began playing between my legs. First my ankles were strapped to the bottom of my seat so I couldn't attempt closing my thighs.
Then the teasing began.
Followed by fingers that were reaching into my pussy.
Smearing something inside me as they teased. The fingers disappearing, only to return seconds later.
Each time, they were wetter than before. Filling me with a cream or goo. Then the heat came. Fiery irritation. And need!
I don't know what the stuff" was but it was making me horny as hell. As if I needed the help!
I was a trembling wreck by time the plane landed.
My pussy was ready to break free, want to go out by itself if necessary.
Desperate to be fucked!
It didn't get any better during the next limo ride.
Between my constant state of arousal, and the heat that I'd endured inside the rubber suit for the last few hours, I could no longer stand up by myself.
Donner had to carry me in the house.
Dumping me on the floor at the booted feet of Carol Addams.
The blonde haired bitch told me it had all been a scheme to keep an eye on me. I was being watched until her brother was released from jail.
I'd been instrumental in sending him to prison, and now he wanted to show his respects.
I was laying on the floor kissing the woman's boot, Donner whipping my ass with a riding crop, as Carol told her story.
She delighted in the fact that they had only planned on keeping me busy until her brother got out.
If I hadn't of been so damn cleaver or noisy, if I'd only left things alone when I found out about Donner's weakness for call girls, I'd still be at home right now.
But no.
I had to offer myself up to the man as a sex slave, and he had been more that happy to take me up on that offer.
And damnit, this was only the start!
CHAPTER TWO
"They are not clean yet! I want to be able to see your stupid faces reflected in the shine!"
I glanced up at Carol Addams, knowing that Donner was still behind me. Looking for any reason to use his crop on my ass one more time.
Teri found the strength to redouble her efforts.
Her tongue was very carefully cleaning the blonde bitch's left boot. Actually she had done it once already.
Giving it a spit shine all the way to the top of the thigh high leather.
She had even started to work her way up higher.
Her lips nibbling lightly at Carol's thigh flesh as Teri moved ever closer to the woman's pussy.
Just when Teri got to where she thought she might do us both a favor with some excellent tongue work, Carol pushed her away.
Moving the girl's lips back down to boot leather.
So now Teri was kissing her way back down.
Mouthing clean every millimeter of thigh and calf.
Teri was now doing the spiked heel as if it were a cock she had in her mouth.
Bobbing her head back and forth in such a way I'm sure that Donner must have been noticing his pants getting suddenly tighter as he watched her.
For as suggestive and sexy as she was, this wasn't a game anymore.
Teri was only doing all of this because she was a professional.
She was only doing what she had been trained to do.
Obey!
Instantly and completely.
I wasn't doing anywhere near as well.
And my ass was paying for it.
All it took for Donner to flick his wrist.
Such an easy thing for him. So much pain for me to endure.
Under any other circumstances I probably would have jumped his ass. Yes, Donner was a big, powerfully built man, but I'm no slouch.
I'd been a P. I. for too long to turn into a simpering little girl so easily.
And it wasn't as if I hadn't had training in hand to hand.
If only I hadn't screwed myself from the beginning of this case.
With my hands cuffed behind my back and having been baked all day in this damn rubber, I just wasn't in any shape to try to take the man on.
Even if I had, and had won, then what?
We didn't even know where the hell we were.
Or how many other people there were in this place.
How far could two naked women in chains run?
So I swallowed whatever shreds of dignity I may have had left and did as I was told.
Slowly kissing my way up Carol's leg.
Sure that it would turn out the same as with Teri.
As soon as I reached the top of the bitch's boot I'd find myself starting all over again.
Only that wasn't the way it worked.
As my face rose higher and higher I noticed that Carol was spreading her legs.
Shifting herself around so that I was now kneeling between her legs....
Looking straight up at her sex....
Her blonde muff wet and beckoning to me!
This really wasn't what I wanted.
I was hoping it was only my imagination running amok. That she wasn't thinking about what I was afraid she had in mind.
When I reached the top of her blue boot I reversed course on my own, not wanting to give Carol a chance to do anything.
I wasn't fast enough.
Her hand was grabbing at my head....
Holding me with firm fingers....
Guiding me up toward her pussy!
This wasn't a game I was interested in.
It was bad enough that everybody and his brother seemed to be able to take a shot at, or in, me.
I had to draw the line somewhere. And now!
Carol may have been able to move me in the direction she wanted, but she couldn't make me service her sex.
No matter how she moved, I managed to twist around differently. Anything to keep my lips away from her.
None of this escaped Donner.
Within seconds he was working my ass over with his riding crop.
SMACK! SMACK!
Causing me to scream into Carol's thigh and slit. But not enough to make me give in.
SMACK! SMACK!
"Get in there and do it! Suck your Mistress," he shouted! SMACK! SMACK!
I'm sure that the bitch could feel my tears on her skin, just as I know she was enjoying the show I was putting on for her.
Her laughter was dark and cruel.
"That's alright Donner. I can wait," she said just before planting the spiked heel of her boot into my chest.
Kicking me to the floor.
"In fact I think I'll enjoy it more when it's something she wants to do. When she begs for the opportunity to serve me."
Carol's hand took hold of Teri's neck.
The small girl didn't need any further instruction.
She knew what was required of her and lost no time moving between the woman's legs.
"You'll have a long fucking wait before that happens," I spat.
SMACK! SMACK!
"Oh I don't think so. It may even happen before my brother arrives." The woman's confidence was disgusting. It also terrified me.
These people held all the cards. They could do with me what they pleased and there wasn't a damn thing I could do about it.
And she was right!
There would only be so long that I could manage to hold out against them.
Sooner or later I'd break. And when I did, I'd be just like Teri.
A trained lap dog.
"Where's Norma? Have her get that flabby ass of hers in here to take care of these two."
Then Carol looked down at the blonde between her legs, and smiled.
"Or at least her. I'll keep this one a little longer."
Carol had no sooner gotten the words out of her mouth before I heard the sound of approaching heels.
A female Godzilla walked into the room!
Fresh out of the shower she'd have to have been well over six foot tall. Now as I saw her, she was wearing spikes that had to add several inches to that.
The only other clothing she had on were leather straps at her wrists and ankles, with a wide one circling her waist.
A bright, silvery metal collar was snug around her throat.
The woman was incredible. Yes she was big, but there didn't seem to be an extra ounce of fat on her anywhere.
It was like looking at a female body builder, or lady wrestler. Only I'd never seen either one that had bowling ball sized boobs.
The evil sneer on her face was framed by midnight black hair. Her hair was black, but not nearly as the ebony of her penetrating eyes.
Dark ... haunting.
She scared the piss out of me!
Norma stopped next to her Mistress. First bowing, then kneeling by the woman's side.
Carol pulled the much bigger woman's head down to her breast. Smiling as the amazon lovingly kissed at the leather covered mound.
"Get them settled for the night. Save this one for last," Carol instructed, her hand patting the top of Teri's head.
Norma turned and flashed me a smile so evil it sent a shiver down my spine.
I had to wonder if the Addam's bitch didn't give classes in doing those fucking grins.
The dark haired amazon was on her feet and heading toward me.
She didn't wait for me to try and get to my feet under my own power.
Taking hold of the leather collar on my neck, she hauled me to my feet.
All but holding me up with only one arm!
Then she proceeded in carrying me out of the room.
I still didn't know where I was, but this place had one thing in common with Donner's cabin. It had a dungeon!
This one was even larger then the last one I'd been forced to spend time in.
Norma marched me over to the far side of the dank room before lowering me back to my own feet.
"Keep your ass right there. Don't move unless I tell you to, cunt!"
I stood my ground as ordered, but it wasn't with any help from Norma. Her hands took hold of my rubber tank top and started yanking it up.
Now I had been sweating like a pig in the thing, and my body had been powdered before I put it on, but the rubber still wasn't ready to peel off of me without a fight.
A fight that Norma didn't mind, but it was a battle where I was sure to come out the loser.
One that left friction burns and any number of smarting pinches all over my torso.
One good thing was being able to feel cool air on my skin once more. Almost instantly my body began it's return to normal a temperature.
Norma was working up a sweat of her own by time she got the rubber garment pulled over my head. All that remained was to get it off of my arms.
And to do that she'd have to unlock my wrists.
Giving me a faint glimmer for freedom.
I'd have to fight the woman, but at least it was a chance.
Instead, she undid the clasps on my garter belt. Not bothering to unfasten the rubber hose first.
The rubber fell, flopping down around my thighs. "Sit down," she sneered.
Sitting had been easier for her to say then for me to do. Without my hands to help me, I wound up half falling for those last few inches.
Slipping from my high heels at the last minute. The concrete floor was cold as ice under my butt. "Charming. Beauty and grace, eh?" the woman laughed.
Then she borrowed another of Carol's tricks.
Planting the heel of her boot on my chest, she kicked me the rest of the way to the floor.
"Scoot your ass down here." She pointed to a spot on the ground.
I squirmed around until the woman seemed pleased, then she took a few steps away from me. Looking through a drawer, she returned.
Lengths of chain and some padlocks in her hands.
"This is so you won't get any ideas."
One end of a chain was locked to my collar, the other ran through a heavy iron ring set in the floor before being locked to itself.
So much for any thoughts of making a break for it when Norma unlocked my hands.
The woman then "helped" rid me of my hose.
If anything they put up more of a fight than the tank top had. At times it felt as if she was trying to pull my legs off, not the hose.
Chain was circled around my ankles. Each piece pulled tight enough to cause the links to dig into my skin before a padlock was snapped down.
By a stroke of coincidence, there were more iron rings in the floor. Just perfect for locking a girl down with.
They were also placed far enough away to really stretch my legs out.
Damn near wide enough to make it look as if I attempting to do the splits!
The amazon was looking down at me. Making sure I saw how vulnerable my position was.
"Now we'll do this one at a time. If I were you, I'd be thinking about being a good girl. Because if not...."
One of her heels came down on my breast ... Centering on my nipple ... Taking on her weight as Norma began to step on me! "NOOOO!"
God, but it hurt like hell!
I was afraid she was going to stab me to death.
Visions filled my brain of her spiked heel going all the way through me.
Then she started twisting her heel back and forth as if crushing out a cigarette.
I panicked, afraid she'd rip my nipple right off!
But I couldn't move a muscle to help myself.
"Now I hope we have an understanding, cunt."
Tears were running down my face as I nodded my agreement.
Yeah, sure. Anything she wanted.
It didn't take her long to unlock my wrists, one at a time, and remove the tank top. When I looked up, she was standing over me once more.
Still flashing me that damn evil grin.
"Hope you rest well. We're going to have a lot of fun together starting tomorrow."
She shifted her weight, across me.
One of her boots now between my legs.
Edging the toe of her boot slowly into my pussy!
"Oooohh GOD!"
Norma watched my reaction. Then she pushed more of her boot into me.
"OOOHH! OOOooooo ... PLEASE!"
The woman pulled her foot back, but pushed it forward again.
And again....
Almost fucking me with her leather!
I didn't care one bit. Just so long as she did it!
I was so horny and needed fucking so bad!
Until now I hadn't noticed how long the tip of her boot was. It was almost like feeling a cock as it opened me up.
Then it all stopped!
And Norma only laughed more.
"Ah, poor baby. Well maybe this will help."
The amazon stepped away from me. Not even noticing how I was whimpering.
Or paying attention to the way my eyes were pleading with her.
Silently promising her everything.
Even the licking Carol had wanted!
Ignoring me completely until she walked back over to me.
A pink jar in her hand!
"Oh no! Anything but that. Whatever you want. I'll even...."
The bitch kicked me in the side just to shut me up!
"What you want, or what you're willing to do doesn't mean a damn thing here. The sooner you learn that, the better off you'll be."
With those words of wisdom, Norma smeared more of that hateful, damn cream inside me.
As she did it I begged. I pleaded. I promised.
Then it turned ugly. When I didn't get any reaction from her, my words got viscous.
I cursed at her with vocabulary I didn't even realize I knew.
All she did was pack more of the cream into me....
Put the jar away....
And swatted both of my boobs hard enough to leave behind a bright red impression of her hand.
Sting like blazes, and I knew that they would stay there for hours.
The wooden door thumping heavily as she shut it behind her.
It wasn't too long before she returned.
Teri in tow.
The amazon didn't have to be anywhere near as careful as she handled the much smaller girl. Not showing the first worry about what the little blonde might try.
Handling her with ease, within a very few moments Teri was chained to the floor in the same manner as I.
Of course Teri didn't get any of the pink cream shoved up her puss. That seemed to be a special treat reserved only for me.
"Bye sugar. I can't wait until I get my hands on you for real," Norma told the girl.
Kneeling down she had one of Teri's boobs in each hand.
Rubbing and squeezing them like a man would. Sucking at the hardened nipples Then biting them!
Teri let out yelping screams each time, but Norma only laughed all the more at the squirming blonde.
Once she had her fun, the amazon flicked off the lights and locked the door behind her.
"Look, I'm sorry. I didn't know it was going to turn out like this," I whispered to Teri.
The words sounded lame even to me, but I had to do something. I had to try....
"Yeah, I know. Did that woman mean it? Is she going to sell me?"
"No! I won't let that happen."
I did my best to sound firm and reassuring. All of which was probably negated by the fact that we were both chained helplessly to the floor.
I wasn't exactly in the best of positions to do anything, let alone protect either one of us.
So I wasn't very surprised when only seconds later I heard the girl start to cry.
Her little foot tugging at the chain holding it as if to show me how little faith she had left in me.
Breaking my heart even more.
Her sobbing went on for quite awhile. Ending only when she said to no one directly, "God, but I gotta pee!"
I wish she hadn't of said that. I had been doing a good job of blocking out those same thoughts for a long time.
All that water the men had given us to prevent dehydration while we had been dressed in rubber, was taking it's toll.
Sure I'd sweated out a lot, but it felt as if there were gallons still left inside me. And all of it wanted out.
Now!
All I could do was look in the direction of the door.
Hoping someone would come in. That they'd let us loose just long enough to take care of business.
But now my full bladder was screaming at me as loudly as my burning pussy.
Only in it's case, my bladder had an option.
"They'd better come soon, I can't hold it much longer," Teri squeaked. Her thoughts echoing my own.
I could hear the seconds clicking by in my mind as we waited. And waited ... Time crawling by!
"Oh shit ... shit ... I can't...."
Teri lost the battle with her bladder.
I was still under control until I heard the stream of her piss hitting on the concrete.
Then my body went, "What the fuck," and cut loose as well.
It was humiliating!
I was being made to feel like a one year old child that didn't have control over it's own body functions.
And worse, we were chained in some depression in the floor.
Our piss didn't flow away from us, it just puddled up right where we were.
Forcing us to lay in it all night long!
It had to be the most demeaning thing that had ever happened to me. Making me afraid of what other punishments might yet come.
I don't think I slept much that night. My eyes popped wide open the second I heard the latch thrown on the door.
"Up, both of you. And ... WHAT'S THIS SHIT?"
It was Norma, and she didn't look happy.
I'm sure she had expected it though. She was only using this as an excuse to do something dreadful to us.
"And who is going to clean up this mess? I should make the two of you do it with your tongues!"
My stomach began turning at the thought, and Teri let out a moan. She sounded as if she expected that we'd really be forced to do just that.
Our amazon overseer let Teri up, walked her into a large side bathroom. Then she came back for me.
"Don't you fucking try a thing or I will have you licking that floor clean."
She wasn't threatening. She was making a promise.
As an added incentive, once she had my chains free, Norma reached to help me up and into the other room.
Doing so by taking both of my nipples between her fingers and pinching as hard as she could!
I was very quiet and extremely good as I hurried to keep up with her.
The bathroom was almost a duplicate of the one in Donner's cabin. Huge, with industrial style tiles.
Teri was in the middle of the room, held there by a chain dropping down from the ceiling. Her legs were spread wide, but it only seemed voluntary.
As if the girl had been told to keep them that way.
Still she was spread so wide that Teri had to get up on the tips of her toes to keep from choking herself.
Norma had me in the same state with quick, practiced motions.
There was a coiled hose in the far corner. Norma was whistling as she picked it up, turning the water on.
"Stupid cunts! What would you do without me to clean up your messes?" The hose put out a high pressure stream ... Of ice cold water!
Teri and I were jumping and dancing around to avoid it's spray, screaming as we did so.
With one flick of her wrist Norma shut the water off, dropped the hose and stormed over to us.
"This is a fucking favor to you. So you'll stand there and take it. Understand!"
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
Four buttocks; four hard, stinging blows from the woman's bare hand.
Then more cold water.
Dowsing us from head to foot.
The amazon seemed happy with the results and acted as if ready to coil up the hose.
"Oh hell, I nearly forgot. Not enough to clean you off, I gotta clean you out as well," she said as an after thought.
I was screeching ... babbling....
The woman was inserting the end of the hose between my open thighs.
Using her advantages in strength and leverage to keep it there as she turned the water on.
Flooding my insides with the icy flow!
I was screaming like a banshee, trying to kick myself away from her, but Norma was too strong.
Chained at my neck and with wrists fastened to my waist, I had nothing to fight with. All Norma had to do was hold me.
I was a drooling idiot by time she pulled the hose from me.
Slumping to the point that my collar threatened to strangle me.
I didn't care about what Norma was doing any longer. Not even bothering to look her way as she coiled up the hose.
And picked up the small cat-o-nine.
She used it with skill and strength.
There wasn't a spot on Teri or my own body she ignored.
Back, front, asses or tits. Norma targeted them all.
Even our pussys!
"I hope you enjoyed our morning exercises. I also hope you learned a lesson from all this. I can be one hell of a bitch if I need to. Or I can be rather nice," she said. Her hands rubbing over Teri's body.
There was no mistaking how much she was attracted to the girl.
Norma was all but drooling. Wanting more of Teri.
"You also need to learn that when your Mistress tells you to do something, YOU DO IT! I don't care if that means sucking her clit, licking her ass clean or drinking her piss, DO IT! If not you'll have many more sessions like this one."
"UNDERSTOOD!"
We both muttered our yeses.
"Good. Then let's get on with our next lesson!"
CHAPTER THREE
I Was back on the floor again.
If I thought I'd been sore before, I guess I was wrong!
Every bit of me hurt now. And had been doing so for a very long time.
Before Norma left, she decided on what my next punishment would be.
She wanted to give me time to think about the things she had told me.
So she tied me up.
I sighed when I first saw the rope, but didn't think it to be that big a deal. But then I'd never been around anyone as proficient with knots before either.
By time she was done, so was I. Finished.
There wasn't a damn thing I could do by myself anymore.
My ankles had been crossed, then tied. Once she had me so I couldn't run, the amazon unlocked one of my wrists.
It was all the more she needed. With a single loop of rope she was able to bring my elbows together.
She never paid the slightest attention to my pained howling as she wound the rope tighter and tighter.
Not only were my elbows touching, but so were the next few inches of my upper arms.
Only then did she release the lock holding my other wrist.
Not that it was free for long. No it was quickly tied to it's mate.
I felt stupid laying on the ground like this, and saw how solitary and maddening it would be if she left me like this.
All I'd be able to do was think, because I certainly wasn't going jogging.
And Norma wasn't finished with me yet.
Even with her size and additional strength the woman had trouble with the next part.
She bitched and complained about how much of a problem I was as she tied a rope linking my ankles and elbows.
Slowly taking out the slack.
Huffing and puffing as she fought for every inch.
She was nearly holding me suspended from the floor before she got out all the slack she wanted.
Bringing my elbows and ankles together!
I was sure I'd break in half.
Positive the strain would be more than any human could endure.
I was wrong on both counts.
Oh I wasn't comfortable by any means, but it seemed as if I wouldn't have any choice in staying like this either.
Norma was muttering something about gagging me, and I prayed she wouldn't. Breathing was difficult enough right now and I didn't need the additional pain.
By the nature of my bondage, all of my weight was now taken by my belly. No matter what I did with my head, I seemed to be cutting off my own air supply.
So I laid there, groaning and gasping.
Praying that the woman would change her mind and let me loose.
She changed her mind alright.
The amazon bitch decided I needed something else to think about.
The instant I felt fingers at my slit I knew what she was up to.
She was smearing that damn cream inside me again!
If I ever found out who had invented the shit, I swore I'd kill him.
As the fire ant invasion began in my pussy, I felt myself trying to squirm around.
To rub my thighs together or something.
Anything that would make the burning need go away.
Or get me off!
But there simply wasn't any slack to the ropes. I'd been tied much too tightly to even close my pussy to someone else's touch. As Norma proved.
Her parting shot to me was a hard swat on the butt, carefully timed to come exactly as her fingers pinched my swollen clit!
I was still howling as she pulled the door shut.
Alone I struggled.
Stupidly thinking I'd find a way to untie the ropes.
Hell, I couldn't even find where the knots were, let alone convince them to give up their hold on me.
I was getting more and more frustrated and mad. Jerking and pulling, but I just couldn't give up.
When I heard the door open, I about hurt myself by trying to see who it was.
Norma was back and she held what looked like a Walk-man in her hand.
"Something to help you learn your new place in life," she giggled as she fit the tiny earphones in place.
"These had better still be like this when I come back. If not you'll think everything else that's happened to you was a picnic."
She switched on the tape player and left me again.
There was no music, only a soft female voice.
Saying short phrases.
Things like, "You love your Mistress ... Obey all orders ... You are submissive ... Being whipped makes you sexy...."
All kinds of sick shit.
They were trying to brainwash me!
And I was helping them.
All I had to do was shake my head around. Sooner or later the small headset would come off.
But then I'd be punished for disobeying.
Prizing my skin more than my brain, I kept on listening.
Squirming around as much as I could on the cold floor, my body numb with pain and I listened.
My body was covered with sweat by time the door opened again. The position was simply too demanding for me to take.
It was worse than doing several long workouts in a row at the gym.
I heard the clicking of heels and thought it was Norma. Coming back to torture me some more.
I was wrong.
It was Carol Addams!
And she wasn't alone.
Blue was obviously her color. I don't think I'd seen her when she wasn't wearing the color. Now was no exception.
This time she wasn't wearing leather. She was sporting a powder blue vinyl outfit featuring a skirt that couldn't have been any shorter if it hoped to cover any part of her.
The rest of her was covered by either a short vest that was open in front to show all of her cleavage, or by a pair of boots that nearly hid more of her upper thighs then her skirt did.
In one hand she held a leash.
The other end running down to the collar of the naked man following her on hands and knees.
Trailing after the woman like some pet dog!
Crawling quickly to stay close to her.
So close that it looked as if his face was buried in her ass cheeks.
"My but don't we look comfy."
If it weren't for the piss poor position I was in, I would have liked to do something about the smug look on the bitch's face.
She was standing near me, turned to one side.
Close enough for her boot to be within tongue reach. Also close enough so I could now see that the nude man did have his tongue stuffed up the woman's ass.
Tonguing her asshole.
He must have been doing a good job, for every once in a while Carol would stop and shiver. A visible tremor running through her.
"Ooooh yes! Such a good pet," she moaned.
I was fuming mad. Here I was so aroused that I'd be willing to fuck anything, and this woman comes in here, being tongued out in front of me like it was an expected thing.
Maybe it was for her.
The more I saw of this place, the easier it was for me to believe this woman was never more than a few seconds away from having her smallest whim taken care of for her.
"A gift from our friend Mr. Mendoza. Oh, did I tell you that Mr. Mendoza is in charge of the local police? It seems as if they don't put up with much of gang trouble here that we allow in the States."
We were in Mexico!
What else could go wrong for me?
If Addams really did have the police in her back pocket, then we might as well be in her own country.
Getting out of this place was seeming a dimmer and dimmer possibility.
"Louis here was always getting into trouble. Theft, trying his hand at running a prostitution ring without first asking permission, even a killing here and there. Finally Mr. Mendoza asked if we could maybe do something with him."
I couldn't believe what I was hearing.
How could such a man be brought down like this?
Crushed to where he was a house pet!
"It's a wonderful relationship we have with Mr. Mendoza. We show certain considerations to him, and in return he offers us help and protection."
Louis must have shifted underneath the bitch, because there was a big change come over her face.
"OH ... OH MY!" Her eyes popping suddenly.
The young man had gotten his face so far into her, his tongue now reached Carol's clit.
He must have known what to do with it once he got there. The woman looked very grateful for what she was receiving.
"Dear, but it puts one in a mood," she said with a sigh.
The woman in blue took a few steps to her right, leaning back against a padded table much like the one I'd been so terribly paddled on.
Now she had her pet in front of her, and she seemed more than happy to let him continue with the licking he had started.
She was guiding his head around as she went back to her story.
"You poor cow. You didn't have the faintest idea of what you were into when you sent my brother to prison. You thought you were breaking up a small time white slavery ring. HA!"
Her young man was slurping away loudly, and it was making me crazy. If only his tongue were doing the same for me.
"What you found out about didn't even scratch the surface. You were so upset about one or two girls. There are at least fifteen here right now getting ready for auction."
That made my eyes pop.
She was right. I had no idea Edmunds had an operation of this size running.
"That's right," she said proudly. Happy by the shocked reaction she had gotten from me. "We're wholesalers in this market. Sometimes for money, other times for drugs. But even that's fine, for the drugs can always be sold in the States for a very nice profit."
I didn't know what to say.
How could I tell this woman what a monster she really was?
And how many women had been through the very dungeon I was now in?
In the middle of all my thoughts, Carol's head suddenly flew back.
She was moaning loudly and clenching at Louis's head.
The bitch was cumming!
In the middle of telling me about the amount of misery she and her brother had caused countless others, she had the audacity to enjoy an orgasm.
And it didn't look as that one would be enough to satisfy her.
Her face was a mask of lust as she clawed at the young man.
Pulling him up to his feet.
Hugging the man to her hot body.
I only got a glimpse of his manhood, but I could see why she would be in a hurry.
The young hispanic was excited by the way Carol was treating him.
Young, tough, his well toned muscles flexing and dancing under his skin, and he was sporting a cock at least as big as Donner's.
Probably bigger!
Where Donner's was a thing of beauty, this man's cock was a battering ram.
It looked as if he had used, or misused, it for doing heavy construction. A big, ugly club!
Thick veins snaked all along it's mighty length, looking more like a gnarled tree branch than a human body part.
Carol moved with a practiced ease, and I couldn't help wonder what other situations the man had pleasured her under.
Or what ways he had been forced to serve.
Her hands were wrapped around his thickness.
Pumping at him as if she thought she might get another inch or two of growth out of him.
And from where I was it looked like she might.
His mouth was moving all over her neck and shoulders.
Although Carol seemed to be getting off on it, the young man had his sights set somewhat lower.
Wanting to be sucking on the breasts his hands were closing in on.
Squeezing through the thin vinyl of her top.
Carol's nipples were making huge dents in the plastic from the inside out.
Louis couldn't stand it any longer. He had to taste her tits.
He kissed his way down her sternum, fingers ripping at the lacing holding the vest together.
Quarreling with the laces....
Battling until he nearly had the vinyl flapping open....
Carol's breasts thrusting out at him ... When the blonde yanked his head up with one hand.
Her other hand reaching for his arm. Bringing it down to meet the thigh she was raising.
Louis looped his arm under her leg, supporting both it and her while Carol leaned the rest of her weight back onto the padded table.
Her pussy spread wide and ready for penetration.
All three of us knew she was wet and ready.
Louis smiled as he thrust his hips forward.
His cock needed no guidance. No helping hand.
The woman would never be more ready, and he spiked her with one hard push.
"Yes you pig! Do the only thing you're good for. Fuck me!"
I had been mad at her before, but now I couldn't think of a person I'd ever hated more.
This was worse than teasing a parched man by pouring water out in front of him where he couldn't reach.
Or keeping food away from a starving person.
She had to know what had been done to me.
What state and condition I was in.
And how this would affect me!
Doing it right in front of me. Making me watch it.
Once started, Louis wasn't about to stop.
I got the impression that he spent a lot of time as Carol's lap dog, but that actually getting into her was a rare pleasure.
Heaven only knew how many more like him she might have tucked away in this place.
Playing one against the other to make them work for her attentions.
So Louis was making the most of it now.
By holding her one leg up and out, he was spreading her wide enough to take on his thick stalk.
His other hand was holding onto her hips. Using that hand hold for leverage as he slammed into her pussy. Again and again!
I hated it. To the point I couldn't look any more.
The sight of their screwing making me crazy.
So I closed my eyes.
But it didn't help.
I could still hear them.
Able to tell by the sound how many inches he was feeding her....
How long each of his thrusts were.
To the point I couldn't take it either.
"No! Not fair ... just not fair ... I want...."
No matter what I did, I couldn't stop myself from blabbering on.
Or from watching!
"Yes! You know how to do your Mistress. Give me that cock!"
No problem there. It was the only thing the man was interested in.
He had started out wanting to see how aroused he could make the woman in blue, but now that he had her going, he was only thinking with his cock.
That giant, wonderful cock. Judging from the size of his balls, he had quite a load saved up for her.
My mind wandered again.
I could picture a room full of young studs just like this one. All of them being teased in some way.
Their cocks being kept in a constant state of erection.
Made to stay hard for hours, or days at a time.
All of it just so they'd react the same way this stud was once Mistress called for them.
Egos crushed so they'd never question her orders, no matter how perverse. At the same time their cocks had to be answered to.
Their lust turned up to such a degree they'd fuck like bucking animals when given the chance.
Giving Mistress Addams the deep filling penetration that would drive any woman to a thrilling climax.
Or fifty!
"YES! AGAIN!"
Carol's head was shaking side to side as she came.
Her blonde hair whipping her slave in the face.
He was still holding onto her vinyl clad leg, but she was making it easier by wrapping that leg around his waist.
Using it to control the speed and depth of his thrusts.
Digging the spiked heel into his ass cheeks to insure he did as she silently commanded.
The slave was grunting loudly from the heel treatment.
His only display of his disagreement with her.
Carol wanted to feel as much of his cock inside her as possible.
To grind their hips together as that woman-filler plowed it's way to her stomach.
Her slave needed to fuck.
To slam his meat at her.
Wanting to hear her beg for mercy for a change.
And he knew he could make her do it if given the chance.
Sure that he could bend her will to his cock.
Making her want him, and only him.
To make her his slave!
All he had to do was fuck her into submission. God but it was incredible to watch. The slave's nuts were hanging low from being so filled with cum.
The size of ripe fruit.
My cunt was bubbling just from the thought of having that juice squirting inside me.
Carol was having thoughts as well.
She was getting tired of having her slave fighting against her.
Not that she was growing weary of his magnificent screwing, only upset because he wasn't responding as a true slave should.
Taking care of her wants and wishes, instantly.
Both of her hands dropped to hold on to his ass.
Pulling him in as close as possible....
Giving her the room to bend her leg more....
Twisting her ankle to where the spiked heel....
"SHIT ... NNOOOOOO!"
Jabbed into his asshole!
"You do what I tell you. Now and always!"
Then she came again.
Her body jerking as she did so. Causing her heel to fuck her slave.
The second the wave of pleasure finished washing through her, Carol jerked her heel from it's new anal sheath.
Bringing yet another shriek from her stud.
Then she pushed him away.
"Get off of me!"
Hitting and kicking the man until he reluctantly backed off.
Fire and hatred burning in his eyes, but he knew better than to challenge his Mistress.
I'm sure he had tasted her punishments often enough to make him fearful of what she might do.
"How thoughtless of me! We have a guest here. Of course we should pay attention to her first."
If it weren't for the way I was tied, my jaw would have hit the floor. Was she actually offering this magnificent stud to me?
Louis turned, looking at me hungrily.
The thick shaft of his cock pointing right at me.
Looking as if it had already sensed my presence.
Sniffing out my sex need!
"Well? Go ahead. Show her your puny thing!"
The stud closed in on me. Half smiling, half leering.
Loving the way I couldn't tear my eyes away from his huge manhood.
My head bobbing in time with it as he stepped closer.
The sex slave slowly lowered himself to his knees. The tip of his cock hanging only inches above my face!
"Go ahead. Give her what she wants!"
Louis took a few seconds looking me over. Letting me savor what was before me.
I'm also sure he was looking over my ass. Watching the way it was twitching around. The sure sign of how much my pussy wanted him.
I couldn't wait another second for him to get about untying me. I had to feel him humping inside me.
"Hurry! Please...."
His hand closed in my hair. My body rocking back onto the points my hips as he pulled my head up.
The pain bringing a loud gasp from me.
Opening my mouth just far enough for the slave stud to push the tip of his cock between my lips!
I was coughing and sputtering, the fat knob of his cock had been unexpected and too big for me to handle.
But he wasn't going to give me any choice.
Not only did he have all the leverage going his way, but to fight him I'd also have to fight my own body's weight.
All he had to do was rock me back and forth to make me take his meat between my lips.
Each jerk on my scalp, or time my body was twisted in a direction it wasn't designed to move in caused me to yell out again.
Opening my mouth further.
Giving Louis all the opportunity he needed to push in another inch of his fuck muscle.
After a few moments I began to catch up with what the bastard was doing to me.
Pushing the pain as far out of my mind as possible, I concentrated on doing the impossible.
Of actually taking this monster down my throat.
Louis didn't give a damn about me, or if I was having pain or problems.
All he cared about was that he wanted to cum.
Needing to do it just as much as I did.
So he didn't hesitate for an instant.
He pushed harder ... Faster ... Jerking me to him....
Raping my face!
I gave up trying to even think about it, simply submitting to what he was doing. Sure that he'd simply go ahead no matter what I did.
"Just what she wanted. All the cock she could handle," Carol cackled.
From the corner of my eye I could see her.
Still leaning against the small table.
Her legs spread like the whore she was....
Only now she had both hands in her crotch.
Getting herself off as she watched my torture!
From the look of her, she was cumming more often and harder than anything Louis had done for her.
Only giving me more reason to hate her.
Not that she had been far from my mind.
How could I forget about her when I was forced to taste her cunt?
Her slave had gotten her well stirred up. Getting plenty of her cum and juices all over his rod.
Slime he was feeding into my mouth!
Giving me one more reason to dislike her.
She tasted the same way as she struck me....
Cold, lemony....
Sour!
But lick it up I did.
My throat was being torn up as the stud pumped harder and deeper.
Digging my nose into his crotch hair as he bounced off me again and again.
Keeping so much meat in my mouth I thought I'd suffocate.
Panic was rearing it's ugly head when I felt it.
The throbbing.
Louis's cock was swelling up even larger, but I knew it wouldn't be like that much longer.
He was ready....
"Do it! Fuck her hard you pig!" Carol was still cumming even as she yelled. Then Louis came. "Fuck'n bitch! This is ... "
"DON'T YOU DARE! DON'T LET HER TASTE IT!"
It was too late to stop the first jet of his spunk from shooting down my neck.
But some small part of his mind heard his Mistress.
The sex slave pulled back....
Still holding me up with one hand....
Jerking his wet meat with the other....
Spraying down my face with his spunk!
Covering my face in white.
"YES! THAT'S WHAT SHE DESERVES! STUPID CUNT!"
Carol came so hard she lost her footing.
Falling down to the floor with a heavy thump, her hands still trying to claw out one more orgasm.
Her slave finally emptied out his nuts. Still holding me up by the hair.
Only now he was wiping his shaft off on my hair.
Treating me with the same contempt Carol had given him.
His cock dry ... My hair glued down with his seed....
He dropped me!
My jaw hitting the concrete as I rocked forward like a kid's toy horse.
Carol snapped her fingers and Louis hurried to her side. Licking her cum as he cleaned off her fingers, one at a time.
The woman laughing at me as my body continued to rock uncontrollably.
"Hope you got what you wanted," she taunted.
The clicking of her heels fading as she left the room.
CHAPTER FOUR
"Are you all right?"
I'm afraid I was grunting and groaning too much to answer at the moment.
Thrilling at the chance of moving my arms and legs to a different position, but hating the pain that came from doing it.
Teri had come in, and proceeded to untie the ropes holding me in the hideous hogtie I'd been left in.
All I could manage to do for a while was rolling around on the floor. My arms and legs felt like lead as they flopped helplessly at my sides. No longer wishing to acknowledge any of my commands to them.
I must have looked quite the sight. Stretched out as I was with dried cum smeared all over my face and hair.
A totally fucked out whore.
Except I hadn't been fucked!
God, but I wished I had been.
The only co-operation I was getting from my body was when my thighs finally agreed to rub together.
It wasn't much, but at least it was a step in the right direction.
Teri must have noticed too.
"Please don't. I don't want to be whipped anymore."
For the first time I turned to look at her. Neck and back muscles screamed as I did it, but I needed to see the girl.
As usual Teri was too cute for words.
Even if she was dressed a bit weird.
It was as if someone had attempted to put her in a school girl's uniform. Only not many of those came with white, transparent blouses.
Or pleated skirts that were too short to hid even a girl's panties.
If Teri had had any on.
The skirt was short enough to easily show me that the rest of Teri's golden pubic hair had been removed. Making her look younger and more innocent then ever before.
The last thing I noticed were her shoes. I don't think I'd ever seen saddle shoes that had a high heels on them before.
Like I said, weird. But certainly no weirder than anything else that had gone on around me for the last couple of days.
I swallowed a few times to wet my throat. Wetting it to where I thought maybe my voice would work.
Everywhere even close to my neck was still so sore after the heavy face fucking I'd been given.
"I'm ... I'm fine," I gasped out. "More important, how are you?"
My arm slowly moved my hand up where it could feebly brush at the caked spunk I was wearing like a mask. It felt good to be able to move by myself again. "O. K." But she didn't sound very convincing. "Oh God, what have they been doing to you?"
The blonde stood and looked around the room as if expecting to find someone watching us.
"Nothing I'm not used to," she said with a toss of her head. "It's just different when you know it's no longer a game. Before it was just fun, kinky sex. Now I really am a slave."
"And...."
"It's just that bitch!"
"Carol?"
"No, that fucking gorilla. Norma!" she spat, her arms hugging her chest tightly. Framing those pink nipples I wished I could chew on.
"I think someone has given me to her. For a while anyway. All she's interested in is whipping me or having me suck her cunt. And she whips hard."
"I'm sorry I got you into this."
"Me too. I'd much rather be at home licking you."
God, but I wished she could. Right now!
I also wished I could hold her. Hug her tight and comfort her.
"Ah! Isn't this sweet?"
We both spun to see Norma in the doorway.
How long had she been there?
And more important, how much had she heard?
A shiver ran through me. I hoped the woman hadn't heard what Teri had said about her. The last thing I wanted was to make life worse for this sweet girl.
To get her punished further for my stupidity.
But it sounded to me like the woman's heels were hitting the floor terribly hard as she came across the room.
A woman with a mission.
"You got her untied? Good. But you have other things to attend to don't you?"
Teri nodded her head. She was also very aware of the danger she was facing if the woman had overheard us.
"Then you better get going Tits. You don't have much time. And you better not disappoint me. Again!"
Shit! She must have heard at least part of our conversation.
Hopefully not enough to get Teri into trouble though.
The girl was turning to exit when Norma's hand flashed out. SMACK!
The swat nearly lifting the girl off her feet.
"I think you and I are going to have a talk later!"
Teri only gave a brief glance over her shoulder before hurrying out of the dungeon.
It had been enough to show me the tears running down her cheeks.
"Now for you."
The amazon took hold of my leather collar and hauled me up to my knees.
"I got better things to do than look after you cunts. Been lounging around all fuck'n day, and just because Mistress wants to see you, I gotta come make you look like something."
Lounging!
If this was her idea of a good time I'd be more than happy to treat her to some of it.
It make an interesting picture in my mind as I thought of her hogtied.
Laying helpless at my feet.
"I don't know what you're thinking about, but you better knock it off," she growled. "Get up, and get your ass into the bathroom. And if I see your hand get anywhere near that sticking gash you call a twat, I'll personally rip your clit off! Understand?"
I quickly nodded my head.
SMACK!
The slap in the face drove me back down to the concrete.
"That's yes Mistress! It's what you're to call me. Unless we're in the presence of Mistress Addams, then you call me Slave Trainer. Got it? You slave, me trainer. Is that simple enough for you to understand?"
"Yes Mistress," I hissed out through clenched teeth."
"Good. Then while you're down there, why don't you kiss my boots?"
I wanted to chew through them and bite her foot off instead. But I suppose happy thoughts like that would have to wait until I was able to move better.
Unfortunately, at the moment, I didn't have much choice but to do as she told me.
I was all but frothing with anger as my lips touched her boot leather.
Kissing each one quickly twice. Staying quietly in my crouched position. Hoping she wouldn't force me to go on.
"That's better, cunt. Now get your fat ass up and in the other room."
I did my best, but it still came down to Norma having to help me to my feet. Even then I nearly fell several times.
I was just too damn weak. My body had simply gone through too much in the last few hours.
The amazon put a wooden stool in the center of the large bathroom, and pointed at it.
"Sit your ass down. You'd be wise to put your hands behind your back. It'd be a shame if I were to think you were going to touch yourself without permission."
Then her eyes narrowed. "Or worse, you wouldn't want me to think you were going to attack me."
We looked at each other for what seemed like minutes. Sizing each other up.
Norma was big, there was no doubt there, but I felt sure I could take her. She was big and powerful, but she didn't move right.
I felt sure that in a fight she'd resort to using force. To brute it out.
I had no idea if she'd had any self defense training, but I was going to keep myself ready in case I got the chance to test her.
For the moment though, I sat down.
Clasping my hands meekly behind my back.
Spreading my legs and stretching them behind me until I was in a position I wouldn't be able to move quickly from.
Showing the woman she was safe from assault.
She glared at me once more. I don't know if she was making sure I was really planted, or if she just wanted gloat over me for a while longer.
Proving she'd won this round.
Norma filled a bucket with hot, soapy water which she put on the floor next to me. Then she came at me with a large sponge.
After all I had been through, and the way Norma had just been looking at me, the last thing I expected was a moment of tenderness.
Her hands were surprisingly gentle as she cleaned me off.
Being very thorough as she moved the sponge over my body.
The water felt so good. Perking my sore muscles right up.
My head fell back as I enjoyed this wonderful massage.
Moaning out loud when Norma's hands soaped down my breasts. They had been so sore after having me laying on them for so long during my hogtie.
My breathing was getting faster and faster.
I hadn't expected to be getting turned on like this.
My mind had been so set on hating this woman that I wasn't prepared to find myself liking her in any way, shape or form.
I was so turned on that I was leaning my chest forward. Pressing my breasts into her hands.
Hoping she keep on with what she was doing for much longer.
Groaning my disappointment loudly when she abruptly stopped.
Forcing my eyes to focus once more, I saw that Norma had stopped, but only because she was reaching back into the water bucket.
Soaking the sponge. Filling it with freshly hot water.
On the next pass she reached lower than my chest.
Lightly rubbing across my belly. I could feel the water dripping down between my legs.
Running along my slit.
Causing my pussy to roar back into full arousal!
My thighs started to close.
I wanted so badly to rub them against each other.
"Don't move!" Norma's voice was stern, but not rough. Almost as if she were showing me some pity.
Showing me some understanding.
Her hands were moving the sponge along the top of my thigh now. Part of it was no doubt to keep me from moving my leg any further.
To keep me spread and wanting.
My eyes roamed over her body for the first time since her change in heart.
In hand bathing me Norma had also gotten a good deal of soapy water on her self. Making her figure shimmer and shine as light reflected off the wetness.
There was something in the way her boobs were jiggling. Actually bouncing off of each other as if they were fighting for space on her chest.
To wash my legs Norma had to kneel down next to me.
Her thighs spreading widely, and her ass nearly touching the tiled floor.
I hadn't really looked at her sex before.
I'd noticed that she was shaved just like Teri and I were, and I chalked that up to the fact that she was also supposed to be a slave.
But I hadn't been very interested in her.
Women simply didn't attract me in that way.
Well, except maybe for Teri. But she was special.
So I never bothered to look any further south than the wide leather belt Norma always seemed to have on.
It had held far more interest for me.
Yes she carried all sorts of nasty, hurting things there. Each carefully clipped on in such a way she could grab them quickly for when a slave needed punishment.
It was also where she carried her keys.
Even if she was a slave herself, Norma seemed to have run of the estate. Being in charge of all slave training meant she had to have access to them.
And had to have the keys to anything they might be locked with.
Keys to the city, so to speak.
Now for the first time did my glance go lower than just the large keyring.
Staring right at her bald pussy.
Shocking me as I looked at her pierced labia!
A reaction that Norma instantly picked up on.
"What? What's got into you?"
I could only wish that something had gotten in me.
Fucking me into blissful oblivion. But such was not the case.
And reality was getting much too weird here. "That ... I mean, those!"
"My rings? We all have them. Once you're trained you'll get some too. So will our little friend."
"WHAT!"
"I think she'll look great with them. She's a born slave slut. I'm half surprised she wasn't born with a set."
Now that I'd seen them, I couldn't take my eyes off the gleaming rings.
"Yes but ... don't they hurt?"
"Do ear rings bother you? No, I didn't think so. And just think of the possibilities."
I did, shuttering as my mind filled with pictures.
Stunned by the concept of the complete control it would give a person over a girl who wore rings like those.
How could she argue once anyone took hold of them?
One twist and....
Yet they were so pretty.
So female!
"I see you like them. Here, take a closer look."
Norma stood up slowly. On her heels, she was more than tall enough to bring her pussy to within a foot of my face.
Seeing the way I was looking at her, Norma leaned in even closer.
Close enough for me to smell her sex....
To see the small drops of juices gathering around her smooth lips!
"Go ahead. Get closer. Really look at them," she urged.
And I did.
Moving my head towards her.
I felt like a rabbit being hypnotized by a snake.
Completely aware of the danger approaching yet unable to do anything to protect myself.
Not stopping until my lips were nearly touching her smooth skin.
"Do it. Kiss my rings. Taste them."
Feeling strangely compelled, I did it.
The golden ring was much thicker than I thought it would be.
Too big to be in such a sensitive place. It felt warm.
More so than I would have guessed. But then nestled between her thighs as they were I'm surprised they hadn't melted long ago.
The ring also tasted just like her!
I was running my tongue all around the golden surface when Norma shifted on her high heels.
A move that brought first one, then the other ring to my lips.
"See? Aren't they lovely? Kiss them. Worship my rings!"
I wasn't aware of when it happened, but I found my hands reaching around Norma's hips.
Grabbing hold of her firm buttocks.
But I wasn't holding her tightly.
It was more for support. No, it was because I wanted her.
The bigger woman was still guiding my mouth . by turning her body side to side.
The amazon was showing me she felt no fear toward me. Allowing me to be this close without any bonds.
Displaying how easily she thought she could handle me. Turning it into a lesson for me. Embedding into my mind who the boss was. Now and always!
"That's good. Show me what else you can do.
Lick my pussy."
Her voice was so soft and throaty.
Reaching for my head, she guided me where she wanted my mouth to be.
It seemed only natural to go ahead. To do what the woman asked.
After all, I had already tasted her juices....
And my face was in the perfect position for it....
What harm would it do for me to....
So I lightly dragged my tongue across the length of her slit!
The amazon was so big. In so many ways. Her sex grove was huge.
It seemed hardly smaller than what Teri's ass crack was.
Now I could see why the little blonde didn't like the idea of being given to Norma. Whenever Teri would go down on this woman it must have seemed as if she were about ready to crawl inside her.
Face first!
Just like I was now.
And I couldn't believe what I was seeing. Norma's clit was practically as big as my thumb! Making it easy for me to suck it in between my lips.
Large enough that I came close to treating it like a cock.
Able to use my wet lips to slide along the fat bud as I bobbed my head.
"Yes my slave. Treat your Mistress nice. Suck that clit!"
I was. Sucking and flicking my tongue over that oversized bundle of nerves.
My head bobbing faster and faster.
Working hard as I tried to please my Mistress.
Being constantly urged on by Norma's gravely voice.
Making me want to do more. Needing to....
Damnit! Why was I acting like this? I was acting just like I'd been told to. Just like the messages on the tape had ordered me to do. DAMNIT!
This was more frightening than any of the whippings I had gotten.
Their brainwashing was working.
All it took was a small bit of kindness, and I suddenly found myself willingly sucking out the twat of a woman I disliked.
One that I'd much rather be beating the crap out of.
They were keeping me so busy trying to please these assholes that I'd stopped looking for ways to free myself.
And it would only get worse the longer I stayed in their clutches. Not stopping until I really was a good little slave girl!
But I couldn't think of a way out of it right now.
What else can you do when you've willingly stuck your face in someone's crotch?
Nothing. Nothing but finish off what I'd started.
I had been acting so tender, almost loving.
Not any more. Now I was working with grim determination.
Only wanting to give this devious bitch what she wanted, and get this disaster over with.
My mouth was getting dry from only playing with the woman's clit, so I took a moment to lick along her tremendous fuck trench.
Nearly losing my tongue as suction from the woman snapped her twat closed with the power of a door slamming.
How had Teri done this?
And how many times had the tiny blonde been forced lick the woman to satisfaction?
I didn't know, and I didn't want to find myself duplicating her record.
The bottom of my face was already covered with the amazon's juices....
Making me slippery....
My slick skin moving easily on her thighs as I targeted on Norma's clit.
Chewing on it until she grunted.
Cumming loudly in my mouth.
Virtually squirting her spend as a man would!
With a gentle pat on the head, the type you'd give a good dog, Norma stepped back from me.
"That was nice," she said.
The sponge was in her hand and she set about finishing my bath.
Carefully cleaning her cum from my lips.
"I'm so glad to see you behaving so well. Mistress will be pleased. And if you please her, maybe I can arrange something nice for you."
The sponge slowly made it's way down between my breasts....
Over my flat belly....
Rubbing sweetly over my pussy!
The soft sponge feeling just like a giant wet tongue lapping at me.
I was afraid I'd pass out, it felt so good.
My legs parting to the point I thought they'd dislocate. All in an attempt to give the sponge, and the hand guiding it, all the room they needed.
Rubbing and making me crazy.
Getting me so hot that I was ready to....
Molten liquid bubbling around inside me as....
Norma took her hand away!
"But I did what you wanted!"
"I know you did. And I hope you will continue to do so. It would make me so happy. But I can't let you cum until Mistress says so. You wouldn't want me to disobey her, would you?"
Black eyes bore through mine as the woman waited for my answer.
"No, no of course not," I agreed, my head shaking.
"But if you're a good girl, I may be given permission to help you." The bitch!
Making me think she actually cared about what happened to me.
Going on about my being a good girl. A lot of good it would do me.
She only said that in an effort to keep me in line.
Dangling the carrot of golden orgasms before me if I toe the line.
With a bit more of their brainwashing it might have even worked.
But I wasn't ready to give in yet. Or to let her know that I'd caught on.
I just sat there nodding in agreement.
Looking at her ever so starry eyed.
And submissive!
"Good then. Let's get you ready to see Mistress then."
Norma gave me a final rinse and helped me stand up, returning me to the dungeon.
Helping me into a pair of painfully high heels before locking the wide leather belt around my waist.
Making it tight enough to make me look at least ten pounds lighter.
Smiling at me sweetly as she locked my wrists to it. Keeping me where I wouldn't be able to cause any mischief.
Or be able to touch myself.
Acting as if she were my friend as she walked me through the massive house.
I'll never get over how the woman could be so at home with her nudity, or her station in life. It didn't seem to phase her one bit as the house servants looked at us.
All I wanted to do was curl up and hide from them.
Not that Norma would allow me to do it.
It was a true test of her of how friendly she could be as she steered me toward a large sitting room.
She stopped at the door, her hand on the knob.
"Remember, don't disappoint me. Be good and you'll be rewarded."
Giving me a hug with her free arm, the amazon pressed her breasts against me. Because of her height, most of her heavy chest wound up in my face.
I guess it was to supposed be a promise of things to come if I performed well.
It only served to piss me off even more.
The door opened, and Norma pushed me in. Her hand giving me a playful swat on the rump that wasn't quite playful enough.
Either that, or she wanted to make sure I understood that disappointing her would lead to a harsh punishment for me.
The room was exquisite. There wasn't a single piece of furniture inside that wasn't at the least stunning.
I had seen several antique stores that didn't have as many pieces, and that wasn't taking in regard that all of these were of excellent quality.
The slave trade must pay very well indeed!
I could hear other people in the room but it was the person in front of me I first recognized.
Teri!
Someone had put her in a caricature of a maid's uniform that seemed better suited for a french farce.
Her back was too me and she was slightly bent at the waist, legs straight. The ultra short skirt pulled high up.
So far up that I had an excellent view of Teri's lovely rump.
Made better by the fact that she had no panties on.
Black opera length nylons stopped just at the lower curves of her adorable bottom. Framing her bottom to perfection.
I'm not sure how she was able to stand the way she was. The shoes she had been given seemed to be nothing but one long, gradual arch.
Made that way because of the extreme heels on them.
They forced Teri's feet to look like a ballet dancer's.
Keeping the girl on her toes as if she were on pointe.
The girl finished with whatever she was doing and stood up straight.
Now I could see that her arms were bound.
Snuggled inside a black leather bag behind her back. Sort of an arm purse.
When she turned I could see the rest of her uniform.
A small bit of white lace went from her slave collar down to her waist, giving the impression of a formal shirt.
Except it wasn't big enough to cover even her small breasts.
It was the serving tray she carried that really caught my eye. Wooden, it seemed connected to her waist with some sort of belt.
Hinged at the belt in such a way it would move up and down easily. Not staying steady unless a great deal of caution was used.
It also meant the front was unsupported. but someone changed that with use of two thin cords.
Coming up from front outside corners of the tray, and traveled up....
Holding onto Teri's nipples by way of ugly looking steel clamps!
The girl never even looked in my direction, she simply turned and kept on moving.
Moving carefully to prevent the tray from bouncing any more than possible.
Once she was a few steps away I could see the people her body had been blocking.
Two women. One was Carol Addams and I didn't recognize the other.
"Good to see you," Carol said in way of greeting. "Do come closer. This is my good friend Contessa. Contessa, this is Slut."
The hispanic woman sitting next to Carol chuckled. This obviously wasn't the first time she had seen a naked woman in bondage.
There wasn't the slightest bit of shock on her beautifully serene face. She was doing her best to appear as if only mildly interested in my presence, but I could tell her eyes were taking me in.
Assessing my worth with a trained precision.
I slowly started toward the women, as bidded, but had to stop before crashing into Teri.
The girl was rushing in as quickly as she could on those impossible heels she wore. Serving drinks that must have been prepared by the regular house servants.
Wanting desperately to get rid of the drinks. Their extra weight adding to the painful pulling on her poor nipples.
Stretching her breasts way out of shape.
Now that I was much closer, I could see she was gritting her teeth from the pain the clips were causing her.
She stopped first in front of Carol.
As usual the woman was dressed in blue. For this occasion she had selected a lovely silk dress. Just the thing for an afternoon's lunch.
Tasteful and elegant. The cold bitch!
Teri looked much relieved with one drink gone, and hurried over to the Contessa.
The dark haired beauty was also dressed quite tastefully. Her's was a sequin gown that must have cost hundreds, if not thousands.
Her hand closed on the offered glass, but then stayed there.
It wasn't until I saw the pained look on Teri's face that I knew something was going on.
Instead of lifting the glass, the woman was pressing down on the tray.
Adding biting pressure to Teri's tortured breasts!
Stretching the nipples until I was afraid the skin would tear.
"Next time make sure there's sufficient ice," the woman said off handed.
Her hand still pressing down until Teri got out, "Yes Mistress! My apologies for not seeing to it the first time."
With a faint chuckle the Contessa took her drink, but not before Teri was on the verge of tears.
The poor girl's eyes were rolling back in their sockets as she tried to hide her pain.
Fighting to hold in her screams.
Teri then moved as fast as her heels would allow, scampering along in tiny steps. Wanting to put as much distance as possible between her and the two women.
But she didn't leave the room. She merely went to one wall, standing at the ready.
Probably a position she had been assigned, and she was more than a little scared of the dominants now.
Too afraid to take the chance of making them cross at her.
I shot a quick look at her standing there.
She didn't seem to want to return the look. As if saying to me she was mad at me. Holding me to blame for what was happening to her.
If it hadn't been for me she'd be safe right now.
But she couldn't stay that way for long, and I could tell she still cared.
That at least a part of her forgave me.
"What are you waiting for?"
Carol was sounding rather stern as she looked my way. Her hand motioning me to her side.
I nodded submissively and knelt by her side.
"I am so glad to see you acting so civilly," she said.
Her hand stroked my hair, making me think of how she had treated Louis like a pet dog. A simple act but one that pissed me off.
At least I managed to hide my feelings from the women for a while.
Carol's hand went though my hair once more, then slid down along my face. Continuing down to cup one breast.
"It helps so much when you do what you're told. When you act as how you're expected."
None of this was lost on the Contessa. She was leaning forward to get a better look.
Carol must have been bragging to her about how she had conquered me. Telling her friend about how easily I'd been broken.
It was easy to tell I was only meat.
Hanging out for display in the front window.
"Be a good girl and show the Contessa how glad you are to meet her."
Carol's hand released my breast. At the same moment the Contessa moved her foot ever so slightly.
Sticking it out by only a fraction of an inch.
Making it fairly obvious what was expected of me.
Still acting like a good slave girl, I bent down and kissed the woman's foot.
Even taking it a step further by moving over to kiss the other one.
"Now mine," Carol demanded.
For a change she wasn't wearing boots. High heeled sandals graced her feet at the moment, and when I did bend down to kiss her feet, she wasn't happy.
The bitch moved her feet around so I could kiss each of her toes.
Even then I swallowed my pride and did what was asked of me. All of it in the hope that once I had been shown off, I'd be sent away.
Possibly by myself so I might plan how to get out of this crazy house.
"Not bad. But the dear Contessa is our guest. Don't you think you can show her a better greeting?"
There it was.
The big test. Put up or shut up.
I moved back to kneeling in front of the dark haired woman. Kissing her feet much more lovingly this time.
Even kissing up to her ankles.
Not that I needed put out the extra effort.
The Contessa wasn't interested in letting me off the hook.
She was only interested in one thing.
Wanting to see if Carol had indeed been successr fill.
If I had been broken to the point of submitting to any demands made of me. Spreading her legs.
Showing me how long and lovely her legs were ... Along with the fact that she wasn't wearing any panties.
Her cunt hungry and waiting for me. But I wasn't ready to serve! "No."
"What!?"
"Don't be rude. DO AS YOU'RE TOLD!" Carol screamed.
"I refuse to give in to your sick perversions!"
"Sick ... Pervers ... NORMA! NORMA!"
Carol was up out of her chair, kicking at me.
Driving me across the floor.
The Contessa jerking her legs back together as if they'd never been parted.
Glaring at me, but it was nothing like the look she was giving Carol.
A sickening smirk telling just how badly her friend had failed.
And how happy it secretly made her.
The door flew open. First in was Norma. The huge woman lunging at me.
Pulling me up by the hair, then dragging me out.
"You stupid, stupid cunt!" she was growling again and again.
Next in was Donner. And he wasn't alone.
He was tugging in two other slave girls.
Throwing them toward the Contessa.
One of the naked women began kissing the Contessa's hands, sweetly as if asking for forgiveness.
Kissing up one arm until she was nuzzling at her neck.
The other slave fell to the floor at the Contessa's feet from the way Donner threw her.
Being highly trained, she lost no time in licking her way up the dominant's legs until she found the woman's wet center.
Long before the Contessa was shaking from her first orgasm, Carol had Teri at her side.
Brutally ripping the clips off the girl's boobs.
Quieting the blonde's screams by pushing Teri's head between her legs.
I just saw Teri's head disappear as Norma slammed the door shut behind us.
"We tried being nice, Cunt! I guess it's time to get rough with you now!"
CHAPTER FIVE
It didn't take Norma long to drag me back to the dungeon.
I was depressed by the amount of strength I'd built up. Or lack of it.
Part of me had hoped I'd be ready to put up at least a good showing, but the amazon handled me with ease.
So I tried to console myself with the fact that it was only because my hands were still locked at my waist.
Either way, I found myself back in the dungeon.
"You stupid cunt! How could you embarrass the Mistress like that? I thought we understood each other."
SMACK!
"I guess I was wrong. That's what I get for being so easy on you. SMACK!
With both of my cheeks stinging from being slapped, all I wanted to do was have my own turn.
Wishing my hands were free to at least protect myself, along with getting in a few licks of my own.
"I'll be lucky if Mistress doesn't punish me also because of your insolence," Norma glared at me.
"Oh, and wouldn't that be terrible?"
"So you think that's funny, eh? Something you'd like to see?"
My head was nodding. Hell, I wanted to take part in that.
Then I realized what a mistake I was making.
"YOU SLUT!"
SMACK! SMACK!
Stars were circling my head.
All of them filled with pretty colors.
And when I looked around I discovered I was on the floor.
Looking up Norma's booted leg.
Seeing that the woman didn't look at all happy.
"You think you're so smart, so cleaver. Well we'll see how cleaver you really are. Let's see how witty you can be."
She roughly pulled the high heels off my feet, and started dumping powder over my body.
I didn't like what that might mean.
The amazon stomped out of the room but was back before I could make it up to my knees. Not that I had anywhere to run.
"Good. Looks like you're ready to help. You'd better. It'll make things easier on you if you do."
Somehow I think that the only one it would help would by her, but then what did I have to lose?
And my guess had been correct. Norma had come back with a rubber outfit for me to wear.
Only this wasn't anything like my last ensemble.
The rubber hose, gloves and top I'd been made to wear before had been of a thin gauge and realitively light weight. What Norma was holding looked more like a diving suit.
One that could keep you warm in the coldest of waters.
Thick and bulky.
"Lift your leg."
Even with the liberal amount of powder the woman had dumped over me, I didn't think I'd ever get my leg all the way into the thing.
"Hurry it up! Stop wasting time."
Norma was working up a sweat of her own, and it wasn't helping her disposition one bit.
Getting my second leg in seemed even tougher.
I was having to hop around on only one foot as I wiggled the other into the tight rubber.
A task not made any easier because I didn't have use of my arms for balance. Or from the fact that the suit seemed to be much smaller than my ass would require.
I don't think Norma enjoyed the fact that I was having to lean against her as we worked.
She seemed put out enough just from having to help pull the rubber up my body. To the point she went out of her way to yank harder when she thought the material was sticking to my skin.
Smiling whenever I gave out a yelp of pain as the rubber gave me friction burns.
Finally between the two of us, Norma got the thing up and around my hips.
The rubber suit fit me tighter than my own skin.
Hugging me so snug that I was sure it would be even an even bigger battle when it was time to take the damn thing off again.
"I'm going to unlock your wrist. You try something and I'll break your arm."
I glared at her. The anger radiating from me was almost enough for her to physically feel, but she also knew I wasn't stupid.
That I'd go along with what she said.
For now.
Norma didn't even have to look at the key ring. Her ringers automatically found the right key.
One quick twist and my hand was free.
For about half a second.
Norma's grip was rock hard.
She twisted my arm back and started feeding it into the sleeve.
Smoothing the material over my skin until my hand slid into the glove at the end.
At least I had thought it was a glove.
Until I discovered there were no fingers in it.
As I wondered about it, Norma pulled a leather strap off of her belt.
Wrapping it around my wrist.
Then I heard the clicking sound.
I glanced down to see that my new wrist strap was locked to a large steel ring molded into the side of the rubber suit.
Just as solid and secure, if not more so, than the ones on the belt locked to my waist.
I wasn't given much of an opportunity to appreciate her gift before Norma was repeating the process.
Only after she had both of my wrists secured did she remove the belt from my waist.
All that was left was for Norma to pull up the zipper to seal the front of my outfit.
I was all set for her to do just that, when she surprised me by giving a tug on my slave collar.
Pulling me after her as she headed across the room.
"Stay here," she warned.
The bitch didn't even look to see if I was going to obey what she said. She merely took it for granted now that I'd follow her command.
After all, what else was I going to do?
I didn't even have use of my fingers any more.
So she didn't look very surprised when I was still standing where she put me.
She turned around a dressing mirror on wheels so I could see myself.
Letting me see how helpless I was.
She was smiling at me as she produced the jar of pink cream.
"Wouldn't want you to do without. I know how much you like it."
Her fingers scooped out a glob of the shit.
Holding it out for me to see.
And all I could do was stand there and watch as she stuffed me full.
The mirror giving me all the views I'd ever want of the operation.
Letting me see Norma's fingers as they disappeared inside me, but not in a way to bring me comfort.
It had only been a short time since I'd last had to put up with this crap and I had already forgotten exactly how much I hated it.
Or how hot it made my pussy.
After she packed me full of the cream, Norma took hold of the zipper tab.
Pulling it up past my puss....
Stopping between my boobs just long enough to pinch both nipples....
Bringing the zipper up to my neck to finish sealing me in!
Or so I thought.
Norma had other ideas on the subject.
She brought out a rubber hood. Just as big and thick as the jumpsuit was.
Once it was pulled over my face I was blind. Truly feeling sealed in now.
There was a slit for my mouth, but Norma took care of that by fitting a good sized cock gag between my lips.
Buckling the monster in place so I'd never be able to shake it off.
I felt like a helpless child as the amazon sat me down on a stool so she could strap my heels on.
Dragging me blindly through the house.
I couldn't even tell where we were heading from the sound. I couldn't hear a damn thing through the helmet.
We hadn't gone far. I was pretty sure we were still around the house. But then I hadn't seen the outside of the place, so I didn't know what to expect, or how big it was.
I thought we were still around the house, but even if we were, what would the neighbors say?
How would you explain naked women running around in chains all the time?
My stumbling around came to an end when Norma stopped me. Pushing her hand against my chest to back me up.
Something hit me in the butt, so I stopped.
Not what Norma had in mind.
She forced me further back until I was sitting on the hard surface.
Strong hands pressed me down to where I was laying on my back.
I couldn't tell exactly what was being used, but I was being tied with something.
Preventing me from moving even if I knew what way to run.
Or if I could move my hands to protect myself. All of which was impossible now. So I waited.
That was the terrible part of it. I didn't know what I was waiting for. Whatever it was, it could come for me at any second.
No matter what I did, I simply couldn't relax. Something was going to happen and my body wanted to be ready for.
A faceless horror I wouldn't be able to see coming. My body was so tense my muscles could be used to build suspension bridges.
Waiting ... waiting ... and waiting!
Not knowing if I had been there for three minutes or three days.
Just expecting it, something, to happen.
And I was still waiting when I began to notice.
I was getting hotter than hell!
Fear had so overwhelmed me that I hadn't felt it before, but I was sweating like crazy.
This rubber jumpsuit wasn't at all like the other outfit I had worn. Yes I had sweated in it, but it had all been from internal heat.
You could feel the sweat moving around.
Almost a sensual feeling.
This was something designed to break a girl.
Thick and heavy, it prevented you from feeling anything around you.
Insulating you from the rest of the world.
And it seemed to soak up your sweat. I don't know how to describe it. I was trapped in a personal swamp, yet I felt dry.
And hot.
Not just from the inside. The material itself felt hot. Like it was being heated.
As if I had dozens of heat lamps focused on me.
More being added by the second.
And through it all, my pussy was screaming it's song of torment to me.
So empty. So much in need of being fed.
Maybe I hadn't been so smart. Maybe I should have been nice to the Contessa.
It wouldn't of hurt just to lick her a little.
And maybe Norma was telling the truth. Mistress might of given permission for me to cum.
Maybe....
BULLSHIT!
I knew it was all a big lie, but I couldn't stop the thoughts from entering my mind.
More importantly, I knew I wouldn't be able to take much more.
My breaking point was getting closer and closer.
I was squirming around as much as my bonds would allow, which wasn't much. Doing a little prone dance on whatever it was I was tied to.
Desperate to find some weakness I could take advantage of. Hopeful of finding some way out.
Having to get away from the heat before my body was turned into overdone toast.
My skin felt like it was on fire. Every place where the rubber touched me seemed about ready to blister!
What were they trying to do? Barbecue me alive? Hotter and hotter ... My head was spinning....
I would have been panting if not for the cock gag in my mouth.
Boiling away, and not at all sure that Norma would ever come back to save me.
Maybe they were willing to let me die. Perhaps this was to be Packard's final revenge on me for sending him to prison.
Panic had set in but I had no strength left to fight with.
I couldn't tell if I was still awake or not.
Consciousness slipped by only to be replaced by the reality of burning heat, seemly only seconds later.
All of my senses had been stripped except for the pain receptors in my skin, and the oversensitivity of my pussy.
More and more I couldn't tell the difference.
Almost hoping that the blackness would simply swallow me up and have it be over with.
Something cool hit me!
I don't know what it was, but it touched on my belly.
Cool, but fleeting.
The heat coming right back. But it was followed by another dot of coolness.
And another ... several of them ... scattered all over my stretched out body!
But as quickly as I could sense them, they seemed to disappear again.
Only to be replaced by other.
Touching me in other areas.
Hot-Cold Hot-Cold.
Over and over. Never in the same place, or for the same amount of time.
Keeping me wondering, trying to second guess where I would touched next.
I could almost feel my blood trying to rush at those small dots. Hurrying to the coolness whenever they appeared.
Needing to get there to collect up that cold.
Trading it for unwanted heat.
That's when I found I really did have some strength left. Setting up a new flurry of struggling.
I couldn't see what caused this cool sensation, but I wanted to get more of it!
Thrashing my body around as far as my bonds would stretch.
Until I felt a hand on my upper thigh!
Followed by a second one. And it was tugging at a second zipper tab.
Opening the crotch of the jumpsuit!
Just enough to bare my pussy.
The air was deliciously cold where it touched my skin.
As if there wasn't enough of my blood racing through my pussy, now more surged there.
Flooding my crotch in an effort to drop my body temperature.
At least until the fingers came back.
Long and slender. Tracing little lines along the lips of my cat.
Plucking at the plump folds of skin.
Stretching my lips out the same way a collector would in mounting a prized butterfly.
Holding me wide open as....
Something was wiped across my slit!
Kind of like a wet towel. It felt so good, and I was making as much noise into my gag as possible.
Begging for more.
It was both cooling and soothing, but it was so close to my clit.
Just a slight twist of my hips and it would be doing me much more good.
The knap of the terry cloth would act like a tongue. I was sure I'd cum within seconds!
SO NICE! SO DAMN CLOSE!
Leaving me sobbing when the hand drew away.
Then making me sure there was a God when it was replaced by a hot mouth!
Licking my pussy so well.
Digging deep into my slit.
Probing, but not touching my clit.
I tried to bounce my ass. To aim my pussy in such a way that the loving tongue would see what I wanted.
Only making me scream into my gag when the tongue left me as well.
I didn't even know what direction to try to bounce my pussy to.
New hands were on me. Unbuckling the gag strap.
"Mercy! Oh dear God, MERCY!" I got out as soon as the tip of the dildo cleared my lips.
I could feel my own saliva dripping down off the thing. Some of it back into my mouth, the rest dribbling onto the rubber helmet.
My lungs were sucking in as much cool air as they could.
Concentrating on heaving in and out. Gasping even as the helmet was pulled off my head.
Bright sunlight sizzled my eyes, which were too used to the darkness now.
Looking through squinting lids I saw a smiling Norma.
"An entire hour! You surprise me. I didn't think you'd make it."
Damn her! She seemed so happy and proud of herself.
Loving the sight of me in such agony. Rolling my head, I looked to see where I was. Tied down to a pool side table. With at least seven other women surrounding me! They were all naked. Some of them had rings piercing their nipples or pussys. All wore slave collars.
They were surrounding me, and each of them had a glass of water or some ice cubes.
That's how they had been teasing me.
Taking turns splashing me, or dragging the tip of an ice cube over my body.
Having fun while watching me squirm!
"Actually I didn't come around to check on you. I just happened to see one of these cunts getting a bit carried away."
"I just wanted to make sure she hadn't gotten you off. You didn't cum, did you?"
"No," I shook my head. "So close ... I was almost there...."
"Too fucking bad! You should have thought of that before."
"You ... you bitch! God, but you piss me off!" I screamed.
It was stupid, but I was so mad I couldn't help it.
I had to blow off some steam.
"Got that wrong slut." The amazon took hold of the zipper tab down by my crotch and tugged it up to my neck.
The suit opening up.
My sweat soaked body popping out into the much cooler air.
It was almost a shock to my system. Too much coolness all at once.
Shocking me to where I hadn't noticed the woman was standing next to my head.
One leg lifted. Bringing the sole of her boot to rest next to my shoulder.
Positioned so that when I looked up at her all I saw was her naked cunt.
"We could have had such fun together. Instead you pissed me off. Now I hope you enjoy it!"
Unfortunately I picked that moment to talk back at the bitch.
Opening my mouth just as she let loose.
Pissing right on me!
When I saw what she was doing I started to scream out.
But to shout you need to have air in your lungs. My automatic reaction was to try and suck in a lung full.
What I got was a mouthful of her urine.
Swallowing it down as I tried to breath.
Tied as I was, I couldn't even move out away from the steady stream.
Coughing and sputtering, I swallowed down more of her sour tasting piss.
All my coughing succeeded in doing was splatter her urine all over my face and hair.
The bitch laughing at me as her spray filled my mouth to overflowing.
So full, she decided to gave me a break.
By leaning forward and aiming her piss spray all over my breasts.
Waiting until I started cry out to her....
Begging her to stop....
That's when she aimed at my face again!
Not changing her position until I had drank down all she had to give.
Norma was still laughing as she stepped down from the table. Taking hold on one of the ogling slaves.
"Wipe her off so I won't soil myself on the slut," she barked at the slave in her grasp.
"But ... but how? I mean...."
The slightly chubby slave was scared shitless.
Shivering. Not knowing what might make her Mistress happy.
Telling me who this must be.
That it had to be the girl who came so close to making me climax without permission, and this was part of her punishment.
"I don't fucking care! Lick her clean. Use your hair if you have to, but do it!"
The girl was so terrified by the woman, she did exactly what she was told. The woman's last words must have stuck in her mind.
She had gathered up her long black hair and was using it to mop me off.
Continuing to do so until one of the other girls passed her a towel.
My body was sticky and smelled of urine, but at least I wasn't dripping.
Not that I cared.
I simply laid there sobbing.
Never had I been so degraded.
This went far beyond any concept I had of mere embarrassment.
Complete and total humiliation.
And it was far from being over. "Let's see if you've learned anything." Norma was pushing the girl aside and climbing up on the table with me. Straddling my face ... Then sitting on it!
"Have you learned your place? Are you going to do what you should? Or do we start all over again?"
Threats weren't needed. Once I saw she was about to take her seat I already knew what I was going to have to do.
There was no way I could take another of her heat treatment sessions. So I gave in.
"Yes Mistress. Please let me lick your pussy."
My mouth was so used to the taste of her piss that I never even noticed when I licked away the last few drops still clinging to her pussy.
"That's a good start, but let's not rush too much. I want to make this last. Get that tongue in my asshole!"
What!
No! She couldn't mean it. I couldn't do anything so disgusting!
But I knew what would happen if I didn't.
It would only prove that I wasn't ready yet to be a good slave. That I was in need of more training.
Norma had climbed up on me in the easiest way possible, so it didn't take much effort on her part to inch herself slightly forward.
Placing her ass directly over my mouth! "Oh God," I whimpered. Then I dug in.
Drilling my tongue in past the tight ring of her ass pucker.
Pushing, pushing and pushing some more. Trying not to think about the taste, or what I was doing.
Resigning myself to my fate. Wanting only to do the best possible job as I ass fucked Norma with my tongue.
Licking her clean and happy.
Or at least happy enough that she might slide back the other way.
Centering her clit over my lips.
Rocking her ass back to where my nose was all but buried in her fuck hole.
Making me lick and smell her at the same time.
Coming close to drowning me as she started flowing like a river.
Seeping out of her faster than I could ever hope to lap it up.
She seemed happy with the first two orgasms I took her to, but then it was as if she seemed under the impression I wasn't working hard enough.
"Come on, come on whore! I can't feel your tongue moving!"
Her hands dug into the soft flesh of my breasts.
Grabbing them like two handfuls of bread dough. But instead of kneading that dough, she pulled and twisted. Yanking them!
Long nails gouging into me as if it would encourage me to do more.
"SUCK IT! SUCK MY PUSSY, CUNT!"
Roughly twisting her hands back and forth.
"MAKE ME CUM! YOU HEAR ME? I WANT TO ... CUMMM!"
More juices squirted down to cover my face, but I couldn't stop yet. Not until she told me to.
SLAP! SLAP!
She let my tits go, but she was hitting them ... Using them as punching bags ... Slapping them in time to the tremors shaking her body.
Cumming three more times before she finally slumped down over my sweaty body.
Her cunt still drooling into my mouth until she found the strength to move off of me.
"Not a bad start. I think you need more practice though."
"Practice? I ate you the way you wanted. I even ate your ... your...."
"Ass? Is that what you wanted to say? Yes you licked my ass, and you'll do it again if I tell you. And I will. But you're practicing first. All you sluts gather around."
The slave girls were pushing each other out of the way as they tried to get as close as they could to their trainer.
"She's all yours. Play with her any way you want to, but don't let her cum."
Norma's eyes locked on the chubby slave girl.
Her body instantly started trembling.
Just to prove that she had no such idea in mind, the trembling girl spun around and began slapping my breasts.
It seemed to be the ice breaker the others needed.
Before another word could be said I had one girl sitting on my face, the rest were busy grabbing at different parts me.
Some caressing me....
Others biting!
All of them taking a turn sitting on my face. Staying there until I completely satisfied each and every one.
CHAPTER SIX
"So what do we have here?"
Carol sat quiet serenely. Acting as if she hardly wanted to look up at me. Not wanting to waste either the time or energy.
And I couldn't blame her. I felt like shit, and probably looked like as well, so I didn't care if anyone ever looked at me again.
I was tired, baked and my mouth was numb.
Not surprising after being forced to service eight horny women, one after another. I wasn't sure I'd ever be able to use my mouth again.
Or at least that's what I thought until HE walked into the room.
Carol had sat there so calm and cool. Queen of all she surveyed.
Ignoring my very existence as she read through a pile of business reports.
The only change she made came when the naked stud stepped up next to her.
Like Louis he was darkly handsome, although I personally thought this man was far better looking.
Muscles hard and rippling all over his body.
He looked as if he had been born and bred for only one thing.
FUCKING!
Especially one part of him.
Didn't Carol have a man around her that had less than ten inches of fuck meat hanging between his legs?
The blonde bitch slave trader was still reading, but her left hand absently reached out for her new play toy.
Taking hold and then softly stroking him. His cock swelling up larger in her grip. "Oh my God!" I sighed.
The thing must have been close to a foot long! It wasn't as thick as what Louis or Donner had, but I shivered from thinking of the places that the beast could reach.
There wouldn't be a dark corner or soft tissue inside a girl he couldn't get at.
Or stretch out!
My mouth was watering, sore or not.
And it wasn't the only thing.
My pussy was dripping down my thighs!
The man stared right through me. Smiling a lecherous grin that told me he how sure he was that he could take me to heaven.
And then some.
There wasn't any way for me to hid my lust. My sexual greed. The stud was smiling. In the mood for anything he could get at.
Or in.
When his eyes left my body I wanted to cry.
His stare had moved on to Norma. Sizing her up and down, thinking of the possibilities there. That and a thousand other things before returning his gaze to Carol.
He had to have known that she was his bread and butter. And at the moment, of the three of us, she had to be the best looking in the room.
I know I must have looked like shit.
Hell, I was even thankful for Norma standing behind me. Ready to catch me when my tired legs ran out of energy.
I hadn't been given any chance for rest after taking on all those women. Norma had taken advantage of all their bodies to help get me stripped out of the rubber jumpsuit.
Getting the heavy leather belt back around my waist and locking my wrists to it.
The only kindness I was shown was being allowed to bathe. And that was only because Norma didn't feel like washing me again. So she threw me in the pool! All of the other slave girls laughing at me as I floundered around in the ice cold water. Finally exerting my last bit of energy in an effort to work myself down to the shallow end. Fighting to get my feet under me.
Just in time to have Norma scream at me to get out.
Two of the slave girls toweled me down before the amazon ordered them to refill my pussy with the hateful pink cream.
I could tell from the wincing looks on their faces, that the girls were only too aware of what the stuff did to a girl.
But not enough to stop them from filling me up.
Once they completed their task the girls were sent off to join the others. Lounging around. Waiting, I suppose for their turn on the auction block.
Yet not a one of them seemed concerned about it. Or maybe they just weren't able to worry anymore.
Fearfully I wondered how much longer it would be before I was just like them. A mindless zombie.
Norma had just gotten me in the house when I weakened.
The friction of my legs rubbing together walking had been too much. It had added to the fire burning in my sex.
Roaring until I was about to burst into flame!
"Please Mistress! I can't take it."
The amazon smiled down on me. "I liked the sound of that. Sincere groveling. Much better."
I couldn't bear to look her in the eye. I hated being like this. So totally out of control.
And I hated her.
"If you really want something from me, you have to ask nicely," she said finding it all so amusing.
I half dropped, half fell to my knees.
Pressing my lips to the warm leather of her boots.
Worshiping them with loving kisses as I begged.
"Please Mistress. Please give me release. Let me cum!"
"Perhaps. Maybe when you're through."
I tongue washed both her boots, the thighs, even licked her to another orgasm.
Not stopping until she pulled my head away.
"That's more like how a slave should act. There may be hope for you after all."
"Thank you Mistress."
"Now let's go see Mistress Carol."
"But your said...."
SLAP!
"I promised nothing! If you want your wretched cum, then you'll have to convince Mistress you're worthy of it."
She had to pick me up off the floor where I lay.
My face still stinging from her blow.
My pussy on fire worse than ever.
So now I stood before Carol.
And still she tormented me.
It certainly wasn't by accident that this slave stud happened to come in the room right at this time. Carol knew that either I'd cracked, or was on the edge of doing so.
And she had to know how I hungered.
"So, has our thinking changed?" she asked. Her hand still stroking her stud's hot meat.
"Yes Mistress." God but I hoped my voice sounded right. Sweet and sincere.
"I suppose you know you've embarrassed me greatly. The Contessa was a very special guest, and you hurt her feelings."
Hurt her feelings! Just because I didn't want to be forced to go down on her?
Just because....
"I'm sorry Mistress. I ... I apologize."
There was a slight raising of the woman's eye.
Apparently I'd said the right thing there.
"You should be punished for such insolence."
"Punished? But I was just ... Yes Mistress," I sighed humbly as possible.
Not another punishment, I silently begged. I couldn't take it.
"What you just received was not a punishment. It was only part of your slave training. You do consider yourself to be trained now, don't you?"
I slowly and carefully nodded my head.
"Good. But then you still need to be punished for being so rude to my guest."
"Yes Mistress." My heart fell. I didn't think it would be long now before Carol instructed Norma to have at me.
"I'm glad we see eye to eye on that. So then let me ask you, how do you like this?"
I looked up at her, but the blonde was looking over at her slave stud.
At the huge cock her fingers were pumping.
Licking my lips first, "Oh Mistress, I love that."
"And you'd like to have it?"
"Yes Mistress. Very much. I'd be ever so good if you'd let me," I promised.
I was also drooling at the prospect of being mounted by such a beautifully monstrous cock.
"Then show me how much you want it."
I threw myself to the floor in front of the smiling stud. He had the sure look that said he was certain that no matter what else may happen, his cock was going to be very well taken care of.
Carol was still holding on his cock. Aiming it at my face as I knelt there.
Keeping it steady as I took the purpled knob between my lips.
I could feel the vibrations caused as my thankful moans rippled across his taut skin.
So happy with this gift that I ran my tongue all over that juicy head, even pushing the very tip of my taster right into his piss hole!
Carol must have felt that I wasn't about to let this dick out of my mouth, for she finally let go of it.
Giving me the first taste of it's power as it nearly snapped my head up.
This cock wanted to rise up as proud and straight as a flag pole. And it was nearly as long!
Not that I minded. I wanted to feel every God damned inch of it thrusting away inside me.
But first I had to perform for Mistress.
Giving her the cheap entertainment that could only be provided by trained performers.
So I gobbled away at the man's meat.
There was far too much of him to get down my throat, but there wasn't a bit of him that I ignored.
Licking, kissing, loving....
Worshiping!
I did let him out of my mouth briefly, but it was only so I could use my tongue to clean off his balls. Sucking them in one at a time, and playing with them in my mouth.
It's one of those special treats for a woman.
Feeling them squirting around, testing to see how full of spunk they must be.
I even licked behind his nut sack. Making him quiver as I wetted down that super sensitive area between his balls and his asshole.
So much in need of fucking, willing to do anything to get it, I even explored his asshole with my tongue!
The stud never moved. Not his body or arms.
After experiencing the way Mendoza and Donner took hold of my head and fucked my face, I was surprised.
This slave must have been ordered to stay still unless told otherwise by his Mistress. Playing with this notion of mine, I did everything I could think of to make him lose control.
If Carol wanted to see me acting like a slut, then I was willing to put on a real show for her.
Sucking his rectum clean!
"Yes, it is possible you want him to fuck you."
I heard Carol talking, but I wasn't about to stop until she said so.
Because I did want, no need, this fucking. And I didn't want to lose the chance of getting it.
"Come over here then. Come here and ask me."
She was pointing to her feet, They were in the same open toed sandals she'd had on when the Contessa was visiting. "Kiss my feet...."
My mouth was already there doing it.
"Suck each of my toes until you're sure they are clean...."
God but I hated her for this.
No matter how much I put out for her, she wanted more. Always pushing me.
"Kissing your way up my legs. And you better not miss one single inch...."
Let me guess what would come next.
"Then lick me to an orgasm I'll remember for a very long time. One that will make the room shake. Only then can you ask me to all my slave to fuck your ass."
"WHAT!" My head snapped up.
She loved my shocked reaction.
"And while his cum is dripping out of your fucked out hole, you'll beg me to punish you. Just as hard and often as I wish!"
NO! Not like this.
Maybe if she had first given me to the stud. Let him fuck me long and hard, then she might have had me.
But not like this!
"You'll swear your allegiance to me. Swear that you're mine to use as I wish."
The bitch sat there smiling. She was so sure of herself this time.
She was doing just what the Contessa had. Sitting with her legs spread wide so I could look up and see her wet cunt.
As if it were some prize I really wanted.
I wasn't proud of the fact I had eaten all those other women, but at least I'd put up a fight first.
I knew I'd be sorry for this, but it seemed like time to fight again.
"Fuck you bitch! I'll never eat your stinking twat!"
Then I kicked myself backwards. As far away from her legs as I could get.
Carol looked like I'd slapped her, the stud was doing his best to hold in his sputtering laughter and Norma was so shocked she didn't know how to react.
Then the shock wore off and she seemed ready to explode.
Only Carol moved first.
"YOU SLUT! Nobody ... I mean nobody, talks to me like that! I thought you said you had her ready this time!" the blonde fired at Norma.
The amazon actually stepped back in fear. Caving in instantly to her owner.
"I thought she was. She seemed ready and I...."
SMACK!
Carol didn't look big enough to do any real damage to the huge woman, but Norma still went to the floor.
"Take her to the dungeon! I'll meet you there if you think you can do that much without failing.
I'll break her myself!"
Then she flopped back down in her chair, fuming.
Good! I hoped that I was giving her a run for her money.
Norma had a handful of hair and was dragging me out. Not even waiting for me to stand up, she dragged my nude body along the floor.
So my sights were behind us.
Watching as Carol reached for her stud slave.
Bringing him first to his knees, then spreading her legs....
Having the kneeling man impale her right there.
Pleasing herself with the cock that should have been mine!
And she knew that I saw it all.
Seeing the look of rapture on her face as that monster invaded her!
Her eyes silently laughing at me as I was dragged out the door, and away from the prick I lusted after.
Once in the hallway, Norma let me go. My head smacking the floor as I fell.
It was nothing though compared to the pain I felt when the amazon started kicking me.
"You Cunt! I should rip your nipples off...."
The pointed tip of her boot landing in my ribs.
"Doing it slowly! Then make you eat them!"
She kicked me several more times.
"Stop whimpering! That's nothing compared to what I'm going to do to you!"
The giant looked back toward the door. Acting as if she were afraid we might be heard. Or that Carol would open the door to discover Norma hadn't completed her mission yet.
I was pulled up by my slave collar.
Trying to run, to get my legs under me again. All of it in an effort to escape having my neck broken as Norma pulled me after her.
Returning me to my private hell.
And it wasn't so I could have a good time.
I had barely gotten in the door before I was on the floor again.
Knocked down there by my "trainer".
She left me there as she got things ready.
Like a weird looking metal frame.
Dragging it into the center of the room.
"Get that worthless ass over here!"
It took a lot of doing just to get up to my knees, let alone trying to stand up without my arms to balance.
My legs were far too wobbly on the extreme high heels.
I settled for crawling over to Norma on my knees.
Putting me in just the right position for what Norma had in mind.
"Spread 'em," she growled.
Kicking at my knees until not only were they wide apart, but they were where the woman could strap them to the outside of the metal frame.
Next my ankles were crossed and strapped together.
Norma's hand pressed down on my chest, backing me up.
A metal rail suddenly felt cold and hard across the middle of my back.
"Go ahead. Try something. I'd love to have just one more reason to let you have it," Norma warned as she unlocked my wrists.
But I didn't struggle. What would be the use?
It wasn't as if I'd get very far with my ankles and knees taken away from me.
The woman looked disappointed as she brought my wrists behind my back and linked them with a pair of handcuffs.
Tugging my ankles up off the floor as she hooked them to my wrists with a bit of leather.
All of it putting me into a fearfully painful backbend.
Spreading me wide open while pointing my boobs up at the ceiling.
Norma came right down to look me eye to eye.
Anyone else see us would have thought we were kissing.
"I hate you Pig! I hate you and I'm going to make you pay for it!"
Her hand was pulled back as if she were ready to slap me.
"None of that. At least not yet."
We both turned to see Carol standing in the doorway.
She had changed since we'd last seen her.
Still in blue, but now she wore a leather skirt so short that it didn't really hide a thing. That and a pair of boots that went so high up her thighs they nearly looked like pants with heels attached.
Her hands were unbuttoning her small jacket so she could slither out of it. Leaving her topless.
Red nipples standing out hard and at attention.
But I couldn't tell if it was from the fucking she just finished with, or because she was excited at the thought of torturing me.
Tossing the unneeded jacket down, the blonde bitch headed our way. High heels clicking solidly on the concrete floor.
"You already had your chances with her," she said in way of explanation to her head trainer. Giving the crop she held a few test slashes.
"All you had to do was teach her a few manners, and you couldn't even get that done."
SMACK!
I saw the crop moving and knew I'd never be able to avoid it, so I closed my eyes.
Not wanting to see it happen. My body tensing up for the pain about to come.
"YEOUWWWWWW!"
But it wasn't me yelling.
I opened my eyes and was shocked to see Norma screaming.
A flaming red mark was rising up on her right breast where the crop had kissed her.
"The other one too. Hold it up for me." Carol was acting as if she were admonishing a child.
And Norma actually did it. Cupping a hand under her bowling ball sized boob and holding it up and out.
Offering it as a target for Carol's crop! SMACK!
"OOOOOUUCCCHHHHH! Thank you Mistress!"
The blonde looked at me. "See how it's supposed to be done? You live only to serve me. To make me happy. And if I wish to whip your tits, then it makes you happy that I picked you for it."
I can't say that Norma looked happy, but she had certainly gone along with her order even when she knew what kind of pain it would bring.
"Now stand up," she told the amazon.
Norma was still straightening up her body when Carol's hand flashed out for her.
Taking hold of the golden rings piercing her lower lips.
Twisting them. HARD! "NOOOOO! Mercy Mistress!"
"Possibly it's time for me to be looking for a new trainer?" TWIST!
"OOOWWWW! No Mistress! I'll do better, I promise!"
"Or maybe it's that you'd like to spend some time with Louis? What if I made you the men's slave for awhile?"
The huge woman paled. This terrified her more than any whipping she could have been threatened with.
She was a true lesbian! Frightened to death of cock.
"No, please Mistress! I'll do anything...." TWIST! YANK!
"Damned right! Well, we'll see. But be careful you don't anger me further. Now go get the other slut!"
I had no idea who Norma was being sent for, but the woman was off and running to fulfill the demand.
Carol didn't even look. She knew with certainty the amazon wouldn't let anything stop her on her mission.
The blonde was looking at her hand, noticing her fingers were wet from having rubbed against Norma's wet crotch.
It was as if she had noticed unwanted dust, or dirt, on her finger. So she wiped it off.
On me!
On my mouth so I would taste the woman if I were to so much as wet my lips.
"Now the question comes, what to do with you? You seem to live to embarrass me. I certainly can't turn you over to Packard like this, now can I?"
There was no answer I could give, so I kept quiet.
Only looking at the woman hovering above me.
Letting me see how excited she really was with all this.
She didn't have to do this to me, she WANTED to.
"First, let's make you more comfortable."
She stepped behind me and I let my head drop back to try and watch. Not an easy thing to do when your world suddenly turns upside down.
There was a small winch, part of the metal frame I was attached to. It sat back about three feet, and had a single cable coming out of it.
Carol had hold of the cable and was pulling it out so she could clip it to the single link of my handcuffs.
Then she turned the crank.
Causing both my ankles and wrists to be stretched out behind me.
Bending me further backwards.
Steadily pulling out any possible slack from my body and bonds!.
Not stopping until I felt sure something would give. That some part of my body was ready to go flying off me.
"There. That's much better. Oh, but you won't be able to see anything. Here, let me fix that."
From the corner of my eye I could see her doing something over by the side wall of the dungeon. Hand cranking another winch.
Dropping a cable down from the ceiling.
The clip at the end feeling icy cold when it touched the bare skin of my belly.
"Now where are ... Ahh! Here they are." The clicking of her heels announced her coming back over to me.
"Certainly is nice that your hair is so long," the bitch said as she tied my hair in a knot.
Then she slipped the silver clip from the cable through the knot, snapping it closed over it's own cable.
With four quick steps the bitch was back over to the winch. My head raising slightly with each click, as her hand turned around and around.
Twisting me into a pretzel of pain. Forcing my head into an upright position.
Having no choice now but to look straight ahead.
But the clicking sounds continued.
I was afraid my neck was going to break, but the clicking instead signaled a second cable dropping down.
"I've found that in each learning experience that something is needed to help focus the student's attention. This should do quite nicely."
A small, thin chain dangled from Carol's fingers.
With nasty looking steel clamps at each end.
"I do hope you're ready to pay attention," she smiled as her hands reached for my breast.
I'd been forced to wear similar clips, but nothing like these.
I was screaming long before Carol had finished taking her hand away from the first clamp.
No amount of pinching had ever hurt as much as this, and Carol was reaching with the second clip.
"Please! Oh don't ... It's too tight ... Going to rip my ... NNNOOOOOOOOO!"
The second bite wasn't any easier to take.
Tears flowing down my cheeks.
And I had to watch every painful second of it. All of it happening in slow motion right in front of my eyes.
Even breathing was painful to me now. I didn't want to do anything that might cause the clamps to move.
Enabling them to bite at me differently. "But you aren't getting the full effect yet," Carol smirked.
She fit the clip from the hanging cable over the thin chain.
Then started to winch it up!
Drawing my nips toward the ceiling.
Filling the room with my screams!
Continuing until by boobs wouldn't stretch any further.
The skin of my nipples feeling as if it were about to rip.
"Ah! The rest of the class has arrived."
My eyes were blurred with tears, but I could still tell it was Teri that Norma was dragging in.
"Go ahead and get her ready. I want to string the bitch up," Carol ordered.
Norma hurled the girl to the floor and told her to stay there. The amazon busied herself by hooking cables to Teri's leather ankle straps.
Carol made use of the same time to make my life even more of a living hell.
She had a large jar of the pink, irritant cream and two dildos in her hands.
Very large dildos.
"I'm going to give you these very nice gifts, but you better hold on to them. If either one of them drops out of your sloppy holes, I'll jam something up there that'll never come out!"
The bitch made a show of giving the first dildo a generous coating with the pink goo.
Her hand twisting back and forth as she worked it into my asshole!
God, but I wanted to scream. Only to do so meant I'd have to take in a deep breath, and that would stretch my tortured nipples even more.
All I could do was relax as much as possible.
Relax and try to take it in, but the size was too big.
Coming close to shredding my rectum as more and more of it was forced into my tender hole.
Incredibly blinding pain filling me....
Followed by the burning and itching caused by the cream!
I was still gasping and whimpering from this horrible attack as Carol showed me the second dildo.
It was monstrously huge.
From the look of it, the thing could have been molded from the cock of last stud slave I'd seen.
Only this one was meant to be cruel.
Large knobs spotted it's outer surface.
Hard lumps, with rough edges, the knobs would slash at the delicate insides of a girl.
And they did!
Not only ripping at my pussy walls as it entered me, but it also rasping against the surface of the first plastic dong.
With only one thin wall of tissue separating the two channels, it now felt as if they were about to merge.
This would have been the consummate stuffing of my life if the cocks were real.
Or if they were moving.
If I could only get my clit involved in the action.
So instead of being the best fucking I'd ever had, I was being tortured in ways I could never of dreamed of.
"Oh good. It looks as if we all finished at about the same time."
Blinking away some tears, I saw that Teri had been hauled up by her ankles.
She was now suspended upside down with her legs spread wide.
Norma had just finished strapping the girl's wrists down to the floor, bringing her into an inverted spread eagle!
"I hope you'll excuse me, but I see one or two things that could be added over there," Carol said lightly before going over to Teri.
"It's only that I noticed you needed something to help focus your concentration." Carol then produced another set of nipple clips.
They had to have been just as nasty as the ones I wore judging by the way the girl jerked and thrashed around.
"Of course this will be much easier once I get you pierced. Which won't be much longer, I promise."
Carol came back over to my side.
"I think we'll be doing something extra special for you," she said, running her hand over my tension tightened belly.
"Because of all the trouble you've caused so far, I think we need do more than just putting rings in your pussy. Of course those will have to be extra thick ones. About the size of a phone cord, I think."
I was wincing from the thought of my womanhood being disfigured in such a way.
And also from the way her fingers had drifted down to pull at my labia.
Pinching it as if she were ready to pierce it herself, using only her fingernails.
"I think a matching pair for your nipples will also be called for. And one more for your clit."
I know I jerked then.
Shivering from the ghastly idea.
"Oh so carefully placed so you'll only ever be able to cum if it's removed. And to make sure you think about what you want to say, I'm going to have your tongue ringed as well. I'll always know where it is then. You'll find it's amazing what it can be tied to. Why I've got a special harness that would let you lick my sweet pussy all day and all night long."
More tears were flowing, and I couldn't stop them.
I couldn't bear the idea of being her cunt slave for the rest of my life.
"Maybe when we sell you I'll include it as part of the deal."
My eyes were popping from their sockets as I stared at her. Too afraid to speak.
She only shook her head. Once more treating me as if I were a small child.
"Packer won't want you forever. He'll have his fun with you for a few weeks, but then his attention will wander. It always does. Naturally you won't be as pretty as you are now. Between the whipping, and he does whip ever so hard, and the tattoos he gives you, I might have to give you away. But there are plenty of Mexican bordellos that would be happy to accept you as a gift."
Our attention was diverted by a scream from across the room.
It was from Teri, and it only took me a glance to know why.
Norma's hand was dripping with pink cream.
She had been busy packing Teri's bald pussy with it, and the aphrodisiac was beginning to take effect on the girl.
"I'm sure you'll go quicker if I throw her in as part of the package."
"NO!"
It would be bad enough for me to spend the rest of my life having to be a cheap whore, but I couldn't let them drag Teri along as well.
"Just as I thought," she laughed. "You care for that little twat more than you do for yourself. This ought to be a good deal of fun then."
Norma had a wide leather strap in her hand. The thing was long enough it nearly touched the floor.
Until she hauled off and whipped Teri's ass with it!
Not once, but several times. And each blow sounded harder than the one before it.
"Ah, but you can't see how pretty a red she's turning. Here, let's change that. Do something on the, the other side," Carol told the amazon.
"NO!" I screamed again. I couldn't just watch as they tortured the sweet girl.
SMACK!
My left breast exploded with pain as Carol whipped it with her crop.
"Naughty, naughty. Mustn't tell Mistress what to do."
Both Teri and I were screaming our lungs out.
Norma was using the strap to whip the girl's belly.
Leaving behind red stripes that were at least three inches wide.
Giving the girl a few more before the amazon lowered her sights.
Whipping Teri's breasts.
Driving the nipple clamps into her chest with each excruciating impact. SMACK! SMACK!
Carol's crop landed on my right boob, then my pussy.
Only an inch away from my clit!
"Now I know I could whip you all day and you'd still find some way to be a trouble maker. So I thought I'd do this little demonstration for you. From now on, anytime you're a bad slave cunt, you-know-who is going to pay for it."
Norma moved behind the girl again. Taking careful aim....
Swinging the strap down from high over her head....
Hitting Teri across her exposed and stretched pussy!
At the exact same instant that Carol hit me on the clit with the crop!
Both of us were begging, pleading, promising anything and everything.
Carol wiped the tears from my face and held my head, forcing me to watch Norma.
And the way she was whipping Teri's pussy.
Eight harsh blows in a row.
On each impact I could see some of the pink cream squirting out of the girl.
"Now I'm going to let your head down, and we'll see how well you've learned this lesson. If you eat me well, we might just stop. But I promise you, if you don't make me happy I'll whip every bit of skin off that slut!"
The bitch wasn't at all gentle as she released the cable holding my hair. She had to jerk my head up to unclip that cable, then she dropped me.
Letting the clamps on my tits stop my fall!
I was still yelling in pain as she straddled my face.
"What do you say first?"
"Mis ... Mistress, may I eat your pussy?"
"Not bad, but I'm sure you'll get better by time I get back."
I wanted to ask her what she meant, but my tongue was already in her gash. Licking not only to save me, but Teri as well.
Choking, nearly throwing up, when I found something there other than just her cream.
Carol's pussy was filled with the spunk from her stud slave.
And she was now making me take it second hand!
"I thought you might like my little surprise. It's the closest you'll get to cock cream before I get back. I have to go back to L.A. for a business trip tomorrow. But I promise I'll make it up to you when I return. Starting with your piercings."
I wanted to shout, to argue, but I could still hear Teri moaning and groaning.
The bitter sounds reminding me that her abuse would only stop when I had finished my task.
Until I made Carol cum enough to satisfy her perverted lusts.
Trying not to think about what I was doing as I swallowed her sour juices and the globs of left over sperm.
The bitch kept me at it until she came five times!
CHAPTER SEVEN
Teri and I were laying next to each other.
Actually we were tied together.
Once Carol had been satisfied, she freed both of us. But only long enough for our limp bodies to be joined on the floor.
She found it amusing to bind us back to back after having inserted a double headed dildo up our asses.
Of course she made sure it had first been coated with the pink cream.
Strapping us tightly, while leaving so we could wiggle around on the cold floor if we wanted to. But we wouldn't have a chance of escape.
The final thing Carol did before leaving was to hand Norma a single silver clip.
Ordering the woman to place it on my clit!
The spring jaws closing down and crushing the tender bud so that no matter what squirming around we did, I'd never find a way to cum.
We laid there in silence for several long, silent minutes. Finally I had to break the quiet.
"Teri? You O.K.?"
"No," she huffed quietly. Almost as if she were afraid someone would come in and punish us just for talking.
"Why would you think I was? You saw what they did to me."
"I know. I'm so sorry." The words were so puny. So pathetic.
"Well good. I don't want to talk about it. Or to you."
"Sorry but I can't let it end that easily. We've got to talk."
"What about? The weather? New fall fashions?"
"Come on, stop it. We've got to do something. Time's running out for us."
"Bit late there. It's run so far out you can't even see the clock."
"Teri! Don't give up on me now. Listen to me."
I don't know if she really hated me, or all this was because her body hurt her so much. Possibly it was only because of the sound of my voice, but she began to respond to me.
No doubt it was her submissive nature making her listen to my command.
"Yeah, O.K. So I'm with you."
I gave out a silent, but heavy sigh. There would be no way I could do this without her help.
"Look, I know how you're being used, but do they keep you in bondage all the time?"
"Sure. Well it's not always like this, you know? I mean sometimes it's just some cuffs or a bit of rope. I don't think they're very afraid I'll go very far."
Just what I hoped she'd say.
I hadn't seen much of the place, but security didn't seem to very high. From what I'd seen of the other slaves, either we were pretty much removed from the rest of the world, or they used drugs to keep the girls under control.
Probably both.
Lucky me. I seemed to be a special case in all the attention I was getting.
And I wanted to show them just how special I was.
"I think they'd do more to me, but they keep me so I can move around as needed. I've been pretty, you know, popular lately," she added.
Again, I wished I could hold her. She was too damn sweet for words.
"Who has been using you? Carol?"
"Nah, the blonde bitch has hardly been around. Like I told you before, it's mostly been that female gorilla. Donner usually sends for me at night though."
"Every night?"
"So far. He likes the way I ... let's just say I get to keep my legs closed most of the time."
"Would you ever have a chance to sneak away? Or does he chain you up at night?"
"Nah. I could get out if I had to."
"O.K. I think we have a chance. Carol is leaving in the morning. That means she'll have a car and a plane waiting for her. It may be our only chance out of here."
"So what do you want to do?"
It didn't take me long to outline my plan.
I didn't have a lot to work on or with. Nor did I know if my reading of the people was good enough that I could really assume they'd do as I hoped.
It wasn't so much a plan as much as it was a series of hopes strung together.
Teri soaked it all in and I had a pretty good feeling that she could come through with her part. Now all I had to worry about was what I had to do.
Only a few minutes after we'd finished talking, the door opened and Norma came in to take Teri away.
Seems as if after this long day's events, the woman decided she needed some relaxation. I.E.-Teri's tongue.
I was left in an annoying, but not completely agonizing hogtie. All of which told me the woman wasn't planning on being back to check on me for quite a while.
Leaving me to my own thoughts, which after a few hours bound, can be a dangerous thing.
My mind was wandering in all directions. I found myself thinking that possibly I should just give up.
Give in to what they wanted me to do. Become the perfect little sex slave they wanted me to be.
But then I'd suddenly picture myself with heavy weights hanging from all the rings Carol planned to install on my body.
I could picture the blonde bitch laughing at me as I tried to walk through the house, dragging weights around from my tongue.
That's when I'd snap out of it. Knowing without doubt that I had to get myself free. Hoping and praying I could count on Teri.
Almost having a panic attack when I thought of Norma sensually torturing the girl in an effort to see if I had any such plan in mind.
Visualizing the poor, petite blonde stretched out and stuffed with more of the pink goo aphoristic.
Her breasts being played with until she couldn't take it any longer. Begging for mercy before she was forced to betray us.
Luckily even that was only a passing thought.
The one that took much longer was as I pictured the blonde getting all of the sex she could take.
Getting her brains fucked out while I laid here alone.
And wanting. Pussy on fire!
I felt Teri would be safe from any hard torture because everyone seemed to want her in good condition so she could continued to be used in other ways.
But it didn't make it any easier for me to be hogtied, thinking about how much cock she would be getting tonight.
Damn! But I just had to get myself fucked somehow!
I did my best to dump these thoughts. To get myself focused, centered and ready.
Just waiting for the right moment.
I couldn't tell what time it was, but I knew it was early morning, around six or seven. Not that I saw sunrise or anything, I was guessing because I could hear the servants milling around.
That also meant that Norma would be up. In her capacity of training all slaves, her day seemed to start early.
There was only one way to find out for sure.
"MISTRESS! MISTRESS NORMA!"
I had to yell out several time, my throat getting raw and thrashed quickly.
At last I heard her spikes as she came through the door.
"What the fuck are you doing? You want to wake the entire house? Now shut the fuck up! I'll deal with you soon enough."
"But I can't wait Mistress. I need to feel you whip me now."
"Huh?"
"You're so right. I've been such a bitch, I know that now. I want to show you how good I can be. Let me prove it."
The giant woman's eyes narrowed, unsure if she could believe what she was hearing. But her nipples were stiffening.
Showing me her excitement at the notion.
Telling me she hoped I was telling the truth.
Knowing it would take Carol's pressure off of her if I were to become a model submissive slut.
"I'm not sure...."
"Oh Mistress, let me prove it. I can't take any more training, I'll die. All I want to do is serve you. Let me be your slave?"
I was begging, fluttering my eye lashes, wiggling my butt. Anything to keep her looking at me.
"Later. I've got things to do. If you really mean this you can wait a little longer."
"Oh, but Mistress! I want to feel you whipping my ass. At least do that before you leave me. Whip it good and hard, you'll see. I'll thank you for every slash you give me."
"Well...."
"Or let me lick you. You know I can do that well. And if it's not the way you want, you can whip me as I do it. Oh let me eat your ass out!"
God but I must have sounded like a whore in heat, but it got to her. I could see her cracking. Giving in to her own hopes. And lusts!
"Alright, we'll test you then. But if you're not excellent, I'll make you sorry you ever opened your mouth."
"I plan to do you sooo good Mistress. Like nothing you've ever had before."
Her hands were working on the straps holding me in the hogtie. Letting my ankles separate and drop to the floor.
The moment I had enough mobility I twisted my body around, pressing my face into her boot leather.
Making all sorts of wet slurping noises as I kissed her feet.
My lips traveling the length of her leather, then shifting to the other side. Kissing every square inch of that boot as well.
Only then did I move further up.
Licking her powerful thighs.
Norma shifted so she could spread her legs wide enough to make room for my head.
Letting me have free access to her pussy.
"Ooohh! Maybe you have learned your place, slave."
"I have, oh I have Mistress," I whispered in her wet gash. "You'll see when you whip me."
The woman came right then. She lived for moments like this. When she could lord above someone who had been conquered.
Completely crushed.
I kept my tongue working on her clit.
Making her cum again.
"Please Mistress, whip me now. Let me show you how much I love you."
"Yes! I think that's a great idea."
Norma stepped over to go get a crop, her legs appearing to be a bit wobbly.
"Over here. I want to see you bent over this table," she told me. Her voice sounding excited.
"But Mistress, I really want to show you how much I've changed. I want you to suspend me by my wrists. Hanging so I can't do a thing. Tie my legs out so I can't close them to you, then put the strongest clamps you can find on my nipples."
Norma was like a child with a new toy. She couldn't move fast enough in winching down the cables to pull my body up with.
"Make me scream Mistress. Whip me hard. As hard as you can."
"You'll get everything you want slut," she promised. Her fingers holding up the key to my cuffs.
The steel handcuffs came off easily, and I stood very still, holding my wrists out so Norma could put leather straps on in their place.
Waiting until she reached for the first cable....
Swinging my fist hard into her face!
"YOU BITCH!" she bellowed, turning to come at me.
Throwing her weight at me.
I side stepped, kicking her in the ass as she sped by. Making her lose balance and fall head first into a wooden stock.
"I'll rip your tits off!" she screamed just before rushing at me again.
Her hands stretched out in front of her. Ready to do just as she promised.
Perfect for me to grab a wrist and spin her around.
Causing her to crash into the concrete wall.
The hogtie I had endured all night had been bad, but it hadn't been as nasty as most of the other ways I'd been tied or chained.
I actually had the chance to rest. Stretching and preparing my muscles to the point I could hold my own in a fair fight.
Now all I had to do was win.
"You're going to pay for this, cunt!"
Norma was coming at me again, head low and nails out. Charging like a wounded rhino. Staring me down.
I stood my ground. She closed fast, but at the last instant I dropped. Rolling onto my back, curling my knees up to my chest. Then kicking!
The amazon flew over me, landing hard on her back.
With the wind knocked out of her, she laid there dazed and bewildered.
Only grunting and gasping for breath as I rolled her over. Using one of the padlocks that had been recently holding to join her own slave wristbands.
Doing the same with her booted ankles, then joining the locks together to hogtie her!
"You ... you...." she was still having problems getting air into her lungs, and I was glad. That lack of oxygen was the only thing that had given me the chance to bind her.
Even now she seemed about ready to tear the leather apart.
"You cunt! I'll ... I'll rip your ... clit off ... with my teeth! Let me loose!"
"Anyone ever tell you, you have a fucking attitude?"
Searching through the mountains of bondage equipment I found a gag with a ball about the size of a Washington apple.
I took a good deal of pleasure from pinching the bitch's nose until she had to open her mouth to breathe, enabling me to jam the rubber ball in place.
Norma made such a beautiful sight as she flopped around helplessly on the floor. Lovely enough that I would have loved to stay and watch her for a few more hours.
But it was time to get out of this hell hole.
I had just taken the amazon's keys, figuring she wouldn't be needing them for awhile, when I heard the door handle turning.
My heart froze!
Norma started making as much noise as she could in hopes of getting help, and I really wanted to kick her to shut her up.
I raced to get to the side of the door. Getting ready so I could surprise whoever it was as they came in.
Muscles tensing. Fists clenched, ready to strike ... The door opened ... It was Teri!
"Jesus! And here I thought I was coming to help you," she said with wide eyed astonishment as she looked down at Norma's thrashing form.
"God but I'm glad to see you," I got out before hugging her. Long and hard.
"Me too. I was getting scared. I didn't know if you were coming, or what I should do. And I was afraid of being caught," Teri said almost in tears.
"Did you have much trouble getting away from Donner?"
"Him? Nah. He left around some of the stuff he uses to keep the other girls quiet with. I just slipped some into his drink. He's upstairs, out like a light. That's why I was afraid. What if he woke up?"
"You're too much! Now if only we had a weapon...."
"Donner's got a bunch of stuff in his room."
"In that case, let's go visit my old friend. I think I've got a few ideas for our buddies here."
The girl only gave me a questioning look, but didn't say a word as she followed me out the door.
The place was still quiet in this early morning hour so no one challenged us as we went upstairs, Teri leading the way.
Just as she had said, Donner was out cold. It was still difficult for me to look at him though.
Obviously he had been having fun with Teri right up to the point he'd passed out. The thought of their fucking only caused my puss to flare up angry one more time.
Wanting to throw myself onto that lovely monster that was somehow still hard and ready.
"Over here."
Tearing my eyes away, I looked to where Teri was pointing to a case filled with hand guns. All of them loaded.
I took two and handed them to Teri, then outlined my new plan.
She was going to play scout and look out as I helped Donner down to the dungeon. Luckily no one came close to this end of the house, because once I got Donner up and into a fireman's carry, I didn't want to have to stop for anything until we got downstairs.
To the dungeon. Loving the look on Norma's when she recognized the face of the unconscious man I dumped down next to her.
I hadn't gone to all this time and effort just to leave Donner where he was though. No, the time for pay back was here.
It didn't take me long to look the place over for the items I needed.
First was the wide strap that had been used to whip Teri's pussy with. It fit very well around Donner's chest, just under his arms. His arms were tucked into the same arm purse my blonde buddy had worn.
This done, all I had to do was connect the cables Norma had already lowered to the strap circling Donner's chest.
I was still cranking him up into the air when Teri told me she'd be right back. Seeing the devilish gleam in her eyes I didn't question, I just went back to hoisting Donner up.
I pulled his ankles out and chained them to rings in the floor before taking him up the last few inches.
Leaving him as staked out and helpless as what I'd have been if Norma had been able to finish what I asked her to do to me.
Which brought me back to Norma. She had been huffing and making all sorts of noises as I worked on Donner's bondage.
As if pleading with me not to do this to her boss.
She made even more noise when I dragged her over to where he was. The woman wasn't a very handy package, and I'm afraid I wasn't very gentle as I pulled her along the concrete floor.
Not doing those huge breasts of hers any good at all as the floor gouged them up.
I didn't make her any happier as I pulled her up so she was kneeling in front of her chief.
Pulling her legs wide apart, I tied her knees off to the chains holding Donner's ankles. Then added a strap circling his thighs and her torso.
Making them hug each other in a way which looked like Norma was worshipping the man.
Just pulling the buckle one final notch tighter.
Tight enough to make Norma inhale sharply, as Teri came running back in.
"You know that pink shit they used on me?"
"Far too well. Why?"
The sweet girl held up a small, clear glass bottle. Something perfume might come in.
"This shit does the same thing for a guy. They use it on the male slaves. Makes 'em horny as hell, and gives them an erection that won't quit."
"Oh my! How wonderful. Let me see that."
I held it up to the light. The liquid looked just like water. Opening it up, I could see the stopper was made to be used as a dropper.
Prying Donner's mouth open, I stuck the dropper in.
Then with a shrug I put the bottle to his lips.
"Hey! It just takes a drop," Teri warned.
"Ooops," I said with an evil grin. "Guess this will hold him for a few hours then."
"He'll be hard as a horse for the next week!"
Even though he was unconscious, Donner's cock was coming up to full attention. A point which didn't escape Norma, seeing as it was poking her in the face.
"Then we should give him some help."
I gathered up one more piece of leather equipment.
Something for Norma. I pulled her gag off.
"You cunts have no idea what kind of hell you're bringing down on yourselves. You know what Mistress will do to you when...."
SLAP!
She fell into stunned silence as I strapped the harness around her head.
"No one's doing a thing to us, because we're out of here. But I couldn't leave without first giving you a present. It's something I'm sure you'll love."
Her new harness would normally be used to hold a bit gag in place, but I had other ideas for it's use.
Like adding another strap to the steel brackets at the woman's cheeks. One that was long enough to go all the way around Donner's body.
I aimed Donner's fuck meat out at Norma's mouth as I pulled on the leather strap.
Drawing her closer to him....
Making her take his cock in her mouth!
"NO! Not that! Please, anything ... I'll ... I'll help you escape ... but don't do ... mmmmmuuphh!"
"So soon? Can't talk? But you've only taken a couple of inches. Here, take some more!"
I forced her to take nearly all his length before buckling the strap. Giving her some room to breath.
After all, she was going to give him head for a very long time to come.
And CUM!
Tears were rolling down her cheeks. This was the worst thing I could have done to her. She despised anything male, and now to be forced to take male meat in her mouth....
It did me good to watch her squirm.
Making me wonder if there would be anything left of her mind after she had to swallow Donner's spunk for hours at a time.
Because if Teri was right, Donner would come to and not be able to stop fucking the bitch in the face.
Not wanting to be outdone, Teri came up with a surprise of her own.
Filling Norma's cunt with the pink glop first, she stuffed an enormous dildo up the woman's hole.
Then using a padlock to seal her cunt shut!
Going a step further by adding a weighted clamp to the amazon's clit!
"Hope you two have fun together," I said in way of farewell before slapping one of Norma's huge tits.
I took Teri by the hand and pulled her from the dungeon. Locking the door behind us. Who knows how long they might be there before anyone got brave enough to force the door open?
I must admit to a certain warm, happy feeling as Carol looked up in shocked surprise. We had apparently caught her in her bedroom just as she was finishing her make-up.
"What the fuck are you two cunts doing here?"
She started to bolt up from her chair. At least until I knocked her down again.
"We're 'fucking' getting out of here. And you're taking us," I told the fuming blonde.
"Not bloody likely!" She surged at me again, only to be put back in her chair. Hard!
"Then you'll be a bloody mess." I held the gun up for her to see. Pulling the hammer back to prove I wasn't fooling.
"Now either you give us a lift back to L.A., or I'm afraid the servants are going to have one hell of a mess to clean up."
Carol glared at me, then the gun.
She was too smart to do something so stupid as to force me to pull the trigger. She knew that as long as she was alive she still had a chance of getting out of this with a whole skin.
I was watching over her as she got ready to go, and Teri disappeared for a few brief moments.
"These might help," she said as she ran back in the door.
Teri had brought along two long coats. Probably the ones we had worn when we were first brought to this training camp for slaves.
Coats long enough to cover our nudity.
And our guns.
She also had some shoes. The heels were too high to make me happy. I was afraid they might be a hinderence if I had to move quickly, but I was more afraid that going barefooted would be a dead give-a-way that something was amiss.
I was pulling my own coat on when I heard the ratcheting sound of handcuffs. Turning, I saw if came from Teri.
She had snapped a pair of cuffs onto her own wrists!
Giving me a shrug of her shoulders, "Makes it look a bit more real, don't you think? In case someone looks."
"Yeah, got another pair?"
She nodded and offered them up.
I only snapped one side of the cuffs to my wrist, keeping the other where I could hold onto it. More than sufficient to pass a brief glance.
People tend to see what they believe should be there.
I pulled Carol from her chair and tossed her toward the door.
"Time to get going, but remember this is aimed at you." I poked the gun out from under my coat for her to see.
"I'm not stupid. I'll play it your way." Her eyes were cold and hard, and I knew I'd have to watch her every step of the way.
Confirming I couldn't trust her any more than I could eat the gun I was holding.
Our luck seemed to be holding as Carol led us to the garage. Not a single person passed us. We didn't see another living soul until we got to the limo.
Asshole was there as our driver. He had been put on call and had the car all set to go.
He seemed surprised to see Teri and me traveling with his boss, but he knew better than to question Carol about the situation.
Teri and Carol sat in the rear seat, while I took the one facing them. The one that Donner had used, so my back was to our driver.
Which suited me fine. It meant I could keep an eye on Carol and keep her out of mischief.
Teri did her part by keeping our leering driver occupied. She let her coat open and made sure her legs were spread at all times.
Giving the man not only an excellent view of her nude body, but of her locked handcuffs as well.
Our drive in to the house had seemed to take hours. Now that we weren't blindfolded I was happy to find our ride ending after only about twenty minutes.
Bringing a dangerous moment when the asshole opened the door for us....
Helping us out of the limo....
Opening an opportunity for Carol to make a break, or for the man to spot my gun!
Teri was first out.
Seeing the danger, she pretended to stumble.
Falling into the driver's hands.
Pushing her own hands into his crotch.
Hashing him a smile that would melt steel.
And shamelessly fondling his cock!
Shielding me from him as I got out, and grabbed hold of Carol to prevent her from doing anything that would force me into action.
Judging from the shit eating grin on his face, I doubt the driver would have noticed if the bitch had screamed her lungs out.
He was still looking on, stupid grin on his face, as we climbed aboard the small, private jet.
"I didn't know we were going to have guests," grinned the pilot. "Want me to give you a hand in stowing them away?"
That was the last thing I wanted, so I jabbed the gun barrel into her back just as a reminder of her situation.
"Since when did I need to tell you about any change in my plans!" she snapped at her employee.
Reinforcing exactly who she was to the man.
"And since when did I need help in handling two sluts like this?"
"I just thought...."
"Well don't! I'll think, you'll do your job and get this plane off the ground."
The pilot looked as shocked as if she had hit him, turning quickly to make his way to his cabin.
We heard the engines firing up and hurried to strap ourselves in.
We barely made it. I didn't like the bitch, but when Carol gave an order, her people reacted.
Once the plane leveled out I turned to my hostage.
"Looks like we have some time to spend together," I sneered to the bitch.
"Fuck you," she spat. Using the same tone with me the pilot got. "I've done what you want, so leave me alone."
Teri got up from her seat. "Looks like you two want to be alone for a bit. I think I'll go up front and keep the pilot company. He'll enjoy a gift from his Mistress."
She started to slip out of her coat. Putting it in her seat, and handing me something she'd had tucked under there.
"Just brought along some stuff" you might make use of," she said before wiggling her tight little butt up the aisle.
I couldn't help but think that pilot was in for one hell of a ride.
Looking inside the bag, I couldn't hold back my smile.
God bless that girl. She thought of everything.
"Strip!"
"What?"
"I said strip. Get it all off."
"You leave me alone or I'll scream. My pilot will be back here like a shot."
I held the gun up under her nose.
"I think he'll have more of a problem then I will. Of course if he hears you scream, Teri might convince him it's me yelling. By this time he won't want to think about anything except what she's doing to him. And in the meantime I'll be putting my fist down your throat. Now get out of those clothes!"
She had a bit of a problem doing it because I wouldn't let her stand up. I wasn't about to give her any opportunity to jump at me.
"Good girl. Now put these on. Behind your back. I think you know how." I tossed her a pair of handcuffs I had taken from Teri's bag.
"I don't think...."
SLAP!
Her head snapped around from the blow. Carol gave me a glare that threatened to turn me to stone.
Then she put her hands behind her back. Locking the cuffs in place.
I bent down, putting a second pair on her ankles.
She was still glaring at me as I threw her to the the aisle floor.
Pulling her to her knees before I joined her wrists and ankles together.
Her eyes about popped out when she saw me take out a monster dildo....
And a jar of the pink cream!
"No. Stop! We can talk this out." Her voice no longer steady.
Covering the plastic cock with the creamy goo, I rammed it home.
Pushing it as hard as I could, wanting to hurt her.
Gagging Carol with the barrel of my gun to keep her from yelling out.
Once I took the steel away, she couldn't stop jabbering.
"We can make a deal. I could use a resourceful young woman like you. You could be very, very rich."
Her eyes were getting bigger and bigger, and I knew her magic mixture was taking affect. Setting her on fire!
"Tell me more about it. Convince me," I said as I stepped closer to her.
