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 Jane's Lesbian Slavery by Sarah J.

   Story Codes: Fggggggg/F, Fdom, gdom, ped, nc, bd, sad
Warning: The narrative deals with underage persons.

   If you find this offensive, then please don't read it.

   The following story is a purely fictional account.  Any relationship to
any real person living or dead is absolutely coincidental.  The narrative
deals with underage persons and the author in no way condones or promotes
such acts, but realizes the special place literature holds in the harmless
enjoyment of fantasy, which is recognized under laws of free speech.  All
subjects can, and should be, freely explored with the written word, and it
is the author's belief that, while the criminally deranged among us may get
also get enjoyment from works of fiction, but they are not created by them.
The criminally deranged were with us long before the Internet, or even
works of erotic fiction.

   Summary: Jane, a forty-nine year-old woman, takes in a younger female
lodger, who takes over her life.  Jane becomes the young woman's slave, and
eventually the slave of the neighbour's young girls - eventually a host of
other young girls get in on the act, enjoying humiliating and degrading
Jane.

   Part Three: Forced Depilation

   Jane could hear a tap running and shortly Miranda returned to the table
with a bowl of hot water, the blonde placed it on the table between the
slave's legs.  Jane could feel the warm steam rising from the bowl.  Jenna
had been standing between Jane's legs, grinning broadly at the spread woman
the whole time, occasionally prodding her vagina and giggling.  Jane had
shut her eyes, trying to think of something, anything, else other than her
current situation, but the nine year-old had other ideas.  'What's the
matter Miss Sullivan?  Feeling a little shy?' the brat laughed, 'well, I
never shaved a stupid grown-up woman's cunny before so you better watch me
to see I do it okay'.  'Yeah, open your fucking eyes bitch, I didn't say
you could get out of seeing your own cunt shaved.  And you'd better be sure
an make eye contact with Jenna whenever she looks at you or I might take
over, and I tend to get real careless with razors'.  Jane opened her eyes
and had to force herself to face the pre-teen brat's callous stare.  Jenna
picked up a pen from the white kitchen counter, and began to poke crudely
at Jane's vagina with it.  'Yuck!' the little girl said, 'all this hair is
sooo fucking gross Miss Sullivan, I can't wait till it's bald so I can get
a good look at the dangly bits.  Me an Miranda don't have horrid dangly
bits like that, our cunnys are nice an tidy'.  Jane felt her cheeks flush
red with embarrassment; her neighbor's brat of a kid was busy examining her
most private of places like it was a particularly distasteful microwave
dinner her mother had served up.

   Miranda stood thoughtfully for a moment; while Jane just prayed her
tormentors would hurry up and get it over with.  'I dunno,' said Miranda,
'if we shave her then it's going to be all fucking stubbly by the morning,
and that's almost as gross, and then we'll have to keep doing it.  Don't
think I wanna keep touching her gross cunt, what about you Jenna?' 'No
way!' the child squeeled.  'It's horrid, like her saggy titties, your's an
mom's don't look like that'.  The brat child poked Jane's vagina again with
the pen, causing the obscenely spread woman to moan in humiliation.  'What
do you want to do then?  Mom does wax, that would be cool, and I bet it
would hurt too'.  The nine year-old grinned evilly.  Jane heard a voice in
her head saying do it, do it, the helpless woman knew it would hurt, but it
would be over so quick it would be worth it.  Suddenly Miranda's face lit
up.  'Hey.  I have a much better idea.  Yesssss,' she clapped her hands in
delight, and Jane began to whimper quietly as her mind raced.  She turned
to the little girl, 'how quick can you get your mates here?' Miranda asked
the child.  'About twenty minutes.  Why?' The little girl looked puzzled.
'Because I have a fucking brilliant idea that's why, you get on the phone,
I have to nip out and get something'.  The blonde grabbed her car keys and
left.

   Jane took stock of her predicament.  She was now alone with her
neighbors nine year-old brat daughter; she was totally naked and tied to
the kitchen table with her pussy, ass and tits on full display; the woman
who had taken over her life had just left to get...  who knows what, AND
the prepubescent little bitch was busy on the phone calling up a bunch of
her friends to come round and share in the fun.  Jane felt wretched, and
there was a knot of dread in the pit of her stomach.

   About thirty minutes later, during which time Jenna amused herself by
inserting various kitchen implements into Jane's vagina (going, yuck and
gross the whole time), there was a ring at the door.  Jenna skipped over to
open it and a noisy crowd of little girls burst through.  Jane could hear
excited laughter and giggly chatter in the next room.  She braced herself
mentally for what was about to come.  A few moments later the crowd bustled
into the kitchen, there was a lot of, 'fuck' and 'wow' and 'that is sooo
cool' followed by 'shit, what a loser'.  Jane kept her eyes closed, but
then she heard Jenna's voice above the babble.  'Hey, Miss Sullivan, what
did Miranda tell you about your eyes?' Jane opened them, blinking at the
sea of young faces looking down at her.  'Better,' said Jenna to the
amusement of her friends, 'you need to think about things a bit
Miss-stupid-cunny-in-the-air-Sullivan, it's not like you can stop us
punishing you if you don't do wot your told, right?' Jane nodded weakly. 
The girls (there looked to be about six of them) laughed hysterically at
the tiny brat's wit.

   The girls stood around talking excitedly at this unexpected new source
of entertainment on a boring Saturday afternoon.  Some poked at Jane's cunt
with silverware and pens as Jenna had done, while one dark haired girl with
freckles, who looked no more than seven years-old, lazily tweaked the older
woman's nipples, like it was perfectly normal to have a naked forty-eight
year-old woman to play with.  Jane's humiliation and complete sense of
degredation threatened to overwhelm her - it was obvious to her that she
was now just an object of amusement for a bunch of bored, sulky
prepubescent bitches.  The front door slammed and a moment later Miranda
whirled into the room.  'Hi girls, come to join the fun huh?' There was a
lot of giggling from the pack.  'Well...' Miranda said to Jenna, 'I thought
what's the easiest way to remove hair when you don't want it grow back
quickly, and then I thought, you pluck it' Cool huh?' Miranda produced a
paper bag and emptied a pile of slim, silver tweezers onto the table
between the slave's legs.  Jenna grinned and clapped her hands.  'That's
sooo fucking cool Miranda, just what she deserves' Miranda turned to
address the crowd.  'Okay girls, this has to be done VERY slowly and VERY
carefully.  Understand?' There was a general nodding and more giggling,
Miranda continued, 'this is going to be a very interesting experience for
the useless bitch and I want her to enjoy every fucking minute of it'. 
Miranda leaned down and whispered in Jane's ear, 'mmm, I am so going to
enjoy this slut.  You are about to have your pubic hair very slowly removed
by a bunch of bored fucking schoolgirls.  How do you feel about that huh?
How fucking sad is that bitch?  And I'll be taking pictures of course,'
Miranda laughed, 'digital,' she winked at the horrified, naked woman, 'so I
can put them straight on the Internet, oh, and I expect the girls will want
copies don't you?'

   Miranda sealed her slave's mouth shut with duct-tape, after encouraging
several of the little to girls to take their socks off and shove them in
the forty-eight year-olds mouth.  Cheeks bulging with white socks under the
duct-tape, a frightened Jane breathed hard through her nose.  She watched
as the girls picked up the tweezers and stood ready.  Miranda's head was
between the hapless older woman's legs as she prepared to give a
demonstration.  To add to the dehumanizing of their victim, Miranda had
taped a reading lamp to Jane's stomach, so that it shone down onto her
vagina.  The slave could feel the warmth of the lamp on her genitals.  Jane
felt like a girls-school lab experiment; like some bizarre specimen in a
biology study; barely human at all.  The girls leaned in to watch Miranda.
Jane's twenty-three year old owner carefully selected a long, black pubic
hair, and grasped it with the tweezers.  'Now...' she explained, 'you have
to get a good grip, and then pull VERY slowly.  Just ease it out,' she
pulled the hair out with excruciating slowness, the crowd listened to Jane
sock-muffled whimpering, and the pack of little girls laughed hysterically.
Miranda let the hair fall onto the floor; then picked up the digital
camera. 'Okay girls,' she said, 'lets get to work'.

   Beads of sweat broke out on Jane's forehead as the slow, cruel
depilation of her pussy and ass proceeded.  The girls giggled and made
cruel remarks about her the whole time, delighting every time she flinched
or whimpered.  At one point Jenna appeared near Jane's head and held the
tweezers close to the writhing woman's face.  'Ooh, look at that one Miss
Sullivan, must have hurt real bad when I pulled that one out, cause, I
like, took ages over it.  Aren't I naughty?' the little girl giggled. 
'Funny really,' she said, looking at the pubic hair, 'but I always wanted
to do something like this to you coz you were always such a boring loser. I
hated you really, I only pretended to like you so mum wouldn't get angry,
and now Miranda's letting me do this.  She's sooo cool isn't she?  And I
think she likes me...  so who knows?  Maybe she'll let me do loads more
stuff to you.  I mean...  she owns you now right?  You're like her fucking
slave or something.  That is sooo cool.  I wish you were my slave, an then
I would really make you suffer'.  Jenna grinned at her sobbing neighbor,
then went back to join the pack of giggling little girls working away
between the woman's legs.

   After about two hours, Jane could feel dozens of fingers pulling roughly
at her labia and spreading the cheeks of her ass.  'Can't find any more,' a
voice said, 'I think your slave is really bald down here now Miranda'. 
'Okay girls,' Miranda said, 'move out of the way, I need some more close
ups'.  Jane could hear the camera clicking, and she saw the flash.  'Hey,
Jenna?' 'Yeah,' the nine year-old answered.  'I'll take the table-lamp off
while you go hold the bitch's head up so her chin's on her chest.  I want
to get her face in all the shots'.  'Cool!' Miranda giggled as she moved
behind Jane, putting her tiny hands under the woman's head.  Then she
pushed her neighbor's head up so the hapless woman was staring at her own
bald pussy.  The camera flashed dozens of times.  At one point Miranda
asked the girls to open the bitch up a bit and was greeted with cries of
yuck and gross so she pulled a box of surgical gloves from the cupboard and
threw them to the girls.  'Here,' she said, 'put these on, and remember...
always be prepared,' she winked at the girls and they laughed, sliding on
the oversized gloves.

   Jane felt dozens of rubbery little fingers slide into her vagina, she
winced, and then began to thrash about when she realized that the horrid
little brats had their hands inside her.  These sarcastic, cruel, wicked
little girls now had their fingers deep in her pussy, groping and pulling
at her most intimate place.  'Whoa!' said Jenna, 'hold still Miss Sullivan,
you know there's nothing you can do about it.  You cant get away tied like
that.  'No way,' said the tiny seven year-old, 'you can't stop us doing
anything to you silly grown-up,' and as if to emphasize her point the tiny
little girl slid a small, gloved finger into Jane's anus.  'Yuck Chloe,
that's gross,' said another girl while the rest howled with laughter.  Then
several other fingers joined the first.  Jane whimpered into her gag, she
felt completely degraded as the children groped curiously around inside her
ass, while several more amused themselves with her vagina.  Then she felt
the girls pull her pussy wide open, so her gaping hole was exposed for the
camera.  Jenna pushed the captive woman's head till her chin was on her
chest, then the little girl ducked down out of the camera view.  Jane gazed
past her own belly and bald, spread cunt at Miranda, who stood grinning
behind the camera.  Flash!  Flash!  Flash!  Jane lost count of how many
pictures were taken.

   After a while they began to get bored and they slowly drifted away from
their helpless plaything, dropping the soiled surgical gloves into the
waste bin.  'Hey,' said Jenna, dropping Jane's head back onto the table,
'let's see what's on MTV'.  Jane moaned into the duct-tape; the brats had
tortured and degraded her for their amusement, and now they were off to
watch TV.  Just like that.  She had lost every shred of dignity she had
ever possessed, been humiliated and exposed for their amusement; and now
all the little bitches wanted to do was watch music videos.  Miranda
unclipped the slave's legs, lowered them to the table, and then re-attached
the familiar chain.  'Hey, that was fun,' she chided, 'bet you enjoyed it
huh?  Well, I hope so cause fun and games are over for now.  You need to
clean up all this disgusting pubic hair...  and then the girls will need
feeding.  There's some chicken-nuggets in the freezer, they'll be happy
with that, you know what kids are like'.  She unclipped Jane's hands and
sat her upright; the slave's legs and feet felt numb.  'Don't take too
long!' grinned Miranda, 'I hear schoolgirls can get really grouchy if they
don't eat...  and I'm sure you wouldn't want that would you?' Miranda
laughed then added, 'oh, and you'll serve them all individually and thank
them for making your ugly cunt look nicer - and spit the socks in your
mouth into the washer while your at it, we don't want your disgusting spit
on their pretty little feet now do we?  Well...  not yet anyway'.



   TO BE CONTINUED...

   ( Sarah J.  2004

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