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 Robert 10_2 (Robert's Loose Ends)

   This story takes over where "Robert's Legacy" left off.  While you might
be able to jump straight into this story, I highly recommend you read the
prior Robert stories first.  In this story, Robert decides to tie up a
couple loose ends.

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   (ped, mF, ff, Ff, MF, MM, inc, nc, ws, toys, bd, blackmail, best and
various other stuff to include a small snuff scene at the very end.)

   By The Devil's Advocate

   6.

   By morning, Sarah was more convinced than ever that buying the trailer
and getting her hands on Pupsiie was well worth any legal risks involved.
She was especially convinced after having a nice breakfast.

   Jane was still licking breakfast off Sarah's foot as the older woman
grabbed the phone and started making all the necessary arrangements to buy
the trailer.  Sarah hoped she wasn't being too suspicious by buying the
place without first asking to see the inside.  She just didn't want to wait
another second and risk it being taken off the market.  She didn't even ask
the realtor to try to get the price dropped.

   Less than an hour later and she was the proud owner of a 3 bedroom
trailer.  Well, there was still lots of paperwork to take care of, but all
of that would be taken care of within the next 24 hours.  Now, selling her
current house was going to take a bit more work.  But she would worry about
that another day.  Right now she had to grade Jane's homework assignment.

   "Now, mistress?"

   Jane must have asked the question at least four times that morning
already.  Every time Sarah happened to stop what she was doing and stare at
Jane, the girl would ask the question.

   Sarah was extremely eager to see the girl's performance.  However, it
was also exciting to keep the girl waiting.  Not only would little Barbie
have to degrade herself, but she would have to wait patiently for her
mistress' permission to do so.

   It was 10 a.m.  and Robert was coming to pick up Jane at noon.  Sarah
felt she better not delay any longer...  just in case the boy showed up
early.

   "Show me what you got slut," Sarah finally said.

   Jane smiled and quickly crawled into Sarah's bedroom in order to fetch
the supplies she needed.  For a moment, Sarah thought about following and
watching the show there.  However, she knew the girl would be slightly more
humiliated if she had to perform in a slightly less intimate setting like
the living room.

   As Jane disappeared, Sarah removed her robe and underwear and sat back
down on the couch.  Jane reappeared just seconds later.  She was still
naked, but now had a huge dildo sticking out of her mouth.

   The dildo was one of two that Sarah owned.  This was the larger of the
two and was so big that Jane could barely hold the tip of it in her mouth.
It also looked like Jane's jaw might pop out of it's socket at any moment.

   Sarah blushed a little when she first showed Jane her dildos.  Sarah had
never shown them to anyone before.  She knew lots of other women probably
had dildos also, but these were just so big.  The one Jane had was almost
three inches in girth and 15 inches long.  While Sarah couldn't take the
full length of it, with a little effort she could handle the girth.  She
only used this one though when she was feeling extra naughty.

   Sarah may have lots of fantasies about women but that didn't mean she
didn't like a good dick from time to time.  In fact, she lost her virginity
long before she even knew she really liked women in that way.  She was 13
at the time when a 40-something neighbor man propositioned her.

   While she now knows it was technically rape, it sure hadn't seemed like
it then.  That is not to say she necessarily enjoyed being fucked by him,
at least not during the first 8 months or so of their relationship.  The
man's dick was around 2 inches thick and 8 inches long.  It paled in
comparison to the dildos she now used, but back then it had seemed
impossibly big in relation to her little frame and tiny pussy.  It hurt
like hell almost every time he fucked her with it and cleaning up afterward
was very icky.

   However, it wasn't the sex really that attracted her to the man.  It was
the fact that he had chosen her over all the other much prettier neighbor
girls.  Not only that, but he liked her so much that he even gave her money
and gifts every time she let him stick his dick in her.  For a very long
time, Sarah even thought she loved him.  All of that came to an end 2 years
later when the man was arrested for sleeping with another young girl in the
neighborhood.  Sarah's heart was shattered.

   What broke Sarah's heart wasn't so much the fact that her older
boyfriend had cheated on her.  It was the fact that he had done so with one
of the stuck up pretty Barbie dolls.  Sarah and her boyfriend's love had
gone deeper than just looks...  yet the Barbie doll had soiled that love.

   While Sarah never allowed herself to trust another man beyond one night
stands, she still enjoyed getting her twat stuffed.  Sometimes she had a
craving for real dick.  However, often she was plenty satisfied with her
dildos.  The dildos were bigger than any man she had ever slept with and
the mess was much smaller.

   Truth be told, she could now probably squeeze an even larger dildo up
her cunt if she wanted too.  However, Sarah thought of herself as a proper
lady and no proper lady would stuff anything over 3 inches thick up her
twat.

   Sarah might not do such a thing, but she was sure a girl like Jane would
and probably has.  And while it was very possible Pupsiie had not yet
graduated to dildos this size, Sarah figured the girl no doubt wished to do
so.  This was a wish Sarah was looking forward to granting.

   Once Jane reached the living room she knelt in front of the coffee table
and took the dildo from her mouth.  There was a suction cup on the bottom
of the dildo and she used this to attach it to the top of the coffee table.


   A thrill ran up Sarah's spine when she seen the girl climb up on the
coffee table and mount the dildo.  Sarah doubted that riding a dildo was
hardly the worst thing Jane had ever done.  However, there was just
something about seeing it in person that made it seem so perverse.

   The coffee table looked almost like a miniature stage as Jane slid her
cunt down on the huge dildo.  Jane was on her knees with her back mostly
pointed toward the couch.  Sarah got a very good view as Jane humped down
on the dildo.  Jane grunted a little, but it didn't look to Sarah like it
was really hurting the girl.  The young slave hadn't even warmed up first.
She just placed the tip of the dildo to her cunt and impaled herself all
the way down on it and started humping.

   Well, she actually didn't take the whole thing.  Jane's capacity seemed
to be only about 8 inches of the thick instrument.  However, that was way
more than Sarah thought the girl could handle.  Even Sarah had a hard time
taking more than 7 inches of this particular dildo.

   The young girl's cunt looked impossibly tight around the huge dildo. 
Yet, the slut seemed to be enjoying it.  The white froth that formed around
the junction told Sarah that Jane wasn't faking it either.

   Sarah was excited to know the sexual arousal must humiliate the girl
beyond belief.  However, it would have been even better if the girl could
somehow be humiliated without getting the sexual enjoyment.

   For a moment, Sarah thought about going to the kitchen and getting some
hot sauce.  A few drops on the dildo would surely put an end to the
enjoyment part.  She decided against it.  For all she knew, the girl was
trained and required to enjoy this particular act.  It would be rude of
Sarah to alter the girl's training.  Especially considering she only had
the girl for a couple more hours.

   After a couple minutes, Jane's body started shivering and she began
humping the huge dildo frantically.  Sarah could tell that the climax was a
huge one.  She envied the little girl.  Sarah would have sold her soul to
be able to have such huge climaxes so easily.

   It was almost a minute before Jane stopped humping the dildo.  She left
the dildo deep inside herself for a long moment as her body slowly stopped
shivering.  When she did finally pull up and off the dildo, Sarah noticed
that it was covered in a thick layer of the white froth.  A lot had even
ran down the sides of the dildo and pooled on the coffee table.

   Once the dildo was free of Jane's cunt, the girl quickly spun around
with her face only inches from it.  She gave Sarah a wicked naughty smile.
Then she bent forward and gave the head of the dildo a kiss.  Then another
kiss.  Then her tongue darted out and gave it a quick lick.  Then another.
It wasn't long and Jane was giving the entire shaft of the dildo long licks
as she cleaned her cum off it.  Once the dildo was clean, Jane put her lips
to the pool of cum on the table and started sucking in up.

   Sarah noticed that while Jane did blush bright red, the girl didn't seem
disgusted in the least by what she was doing.  The girl was clearly used to
the flavor of cunt.  Sarah discovered the prior night that the girl was
also extremely talented at eating cunt.  Just the thought of Jane's
talented tongue sent shivers through Sarah's body.

   Damn was that girl good.  She was very eager also.  Her hyper little
tongue would dart around Sarah's cunt like crazy.  Then, right when Sarah
began to cum the girl would start sucking up all her juices.  Then she
would go right back to licking again trying to get Sarah to cum some more.
It felt almost like Jane was trying to milk her or something.  Sarah lost
count how many times she actually came last night.  When she fell asleep
Jane was still licking at her even.  For all Sarah knew, she might have had
yet additional climaxes in her sleep.

   Just thinking about that tongue got Sarah excited enough to open her
robe and start toying with her clit.  It saddened her though that Jane's
performance was over already.  But wait, it wasn't.  Jane crawled back up
on the table and mounted the huge dildo again.  Only this time she did so
while facing her mistress.

   This new view was even better than the first.  The first one had shown
the penetration much better, but this one showed off Jane's humiliation. 
The young girl put on her best smile, but it was easy to see the
embarrassment in her eyes and face.  Sarah got a little embarrassed herself
at how Jane kept staring into her eyes.  It was clear the girl didn't want
to stare like this but had been trained to do so.

   "God you disgust me," Sarah said as the girl looked at her.

   Sarah knew her own face was probably turning a tinge of red.  She hoped
that the comment would make it look like the red was from anger and not
embarrassment.  Jane must have been used to comments like this because she
didn't even flinch.  She just kept on humping at the dildo.

   That is not to say that Jane was like a robot.  Far from it.  It was
evident that the dildo was starting to excite the girl again.  While the
embarrassment could still be seen in the girl's eyes, it was now mixed with
a touch of lust.  Jane also started humping the dildo differently.  She
started giving it a kind of double hump on each down stroke.  She also
angled her body a little so the bumpy shaft would better rub her naughty
little clit.

   Sarah could tell the girl was having a harder time climaxing this round.
Jane was having working so hard for that climax that there was now a nice
sheen of sweat on her body.

   About 5 minutes into this, Sarah noticed Jane's stare move downward.  At
first, Sarah thought the girl was lowering her eyes in embarrassment.  She
then realized Jane was actually staring at her breasts.  Sarah almost
covered herself up when she noticed the stare.

   Sarah always felt embarrassed about her breasts.  Well, that wasn't
exactly true.  They were a very nice D-cup which she knew almost all men
liked, and even a few women as well.  She enjoyed the stares that she, or
at least her breasts, got when she walked down the street.  However, while
she felt her breasts were perfect, she was utterly embarrassed about her
nipples.

   Her areola were about as round as a half-dollar piece and were just as
perfect as her breasts.  However, her nipples were way too big.  Or at
least Sarah felt they were.  They were about as round as a nickel and stuck
out a full 1.5 inches once they were hard.  She had almost died of
embarrassment both times when she finally disrobed and showed her tits to
the two girls she dated.  They acted like they enjoyed the site of Sarah's
nipples, but she was pretty sure they were just being nice.

   Sarah knew she only had herself to blame for the freakish size of the
nipples.  Or at least she was pretty sure it was her fault.  Once her tits
got big enough, Sarah had started sucking on her nipples while playing with
herself.  She did this not so much for the stimulation, but mostly because
it helped fuel her lesbian fantasies.

   It didn't really matter though what caused them.  All that mattered now
was that she had huge nipples and she was embarrassed to let people see
them.  While Jane's stare did embarrass her also, Sarah did get a little
excited at the thought that it didn't really matter what the girl thought
about the nipples.  She was just a sex slave after all.

   Still, it seemed a bit rude for the bitch to be staring at them.  Well,
if the slut was going to stare at them then Sarah figured she might as well
give her a closer look.  Sarah stood up and took the two steps needed to
reach the coffee table.  She then spread her legs wide and sat on it facing
the young girl.

   There wasn't much room on the table, which meant Jane's face was right
up against Sarah's tits.  Jane looked up toward Sarah's face the best she
could.  She had this kind of lost puppy dog look on her face.  There was a
kind of pleading there also.  However, Sarah couldn't tell if the young
girl was pleading to be allowed to suck on the big nipples or if she was
praying she wouldn't have too.

   "Like it fucking matters what the slut wants," Sarah thought as she
grabbed a had full of the girl's dark hair and angled her face until one of
the large nipples popped into Jane's mouth.

   Jane's eyes got big for a second, but she didn't hesitate to start
sucking vigorously on the huge nipple.  Sarah couldn't help but gasp.  This
felt so much better than when she did it herself.

   Slowly, Sarah loosened her grasp on Jane's hair.  She didn't remove the
hand completely though.  Instead, she used it to kind of cradle Jane's head
almost as though she were breastfeeding the girl.

   Sarah used her free hand to play with herself.  It wasn't long and Sarah
could feel a strong climax getting close.  She could tell that she wasn't
the only one.  Jane was now humping the dildo like crazy.  She also started
sucking the nipple much harder.

   "Mmmmph," Jane moaned as her climax overtook her.

   The sound of the young girl cumming pushed Sarah over the edge as well.
As she did so, the hand behind the girl's head no longer softly cradled but
pressed Jane deep into the tit flesh.  Even being smothered in the tit
didn't damper Jane's climax.  If anything, the lack of oxygen made the
climax spike even higher.

   Both of them shuddered for over a minute before their climaxes subsided.
As Sarah calmed down she pulled Jane's head from her breast.  She then
leaned down and gave the girl a deep kiss.  The kiss lasted for over a
minute and included lots of tongue and spit exchange.

   Jane had a strange look of shock and embarrassment as the kiss ended and
their faces parted.  The kiss had caught the girl completely off guard. 
The last time she ever kissed a girl was almost two years ago when Vee was
her mistress and made her and her sister have sex together.  No
affectionate type contact like this had taken place though since her sister
caged Vee and took charge.  Jane didn't dislike the contact, it just seemed
so foreign to her.

   Jane also couldn't tell if the kiss was just part of the sex act or if
it had been some kind of reward.  If it was a reward then it definitely
wasn't one that Jane felt she had earned.  No sex slave deserved actual
affection...  did they?  Jane's time as a sex slave certainly never
included it.

   Jane prayed that it was a reward.  It would mean that her temporary
mistress was pleased with her performance.  Jane wasn't too sure that was
going to be the case.  The show she gave was extremely tame compared to the
ones she gave her sister or Robert.  Jane knew that Sarah was a new
mistress.  So she didn't want to do anything too wild.  The last thing she
wanted to do was scare the woman or gross her out.

   While she did risk punishment for keeping it too tame, Jane felt she
owed it to this Pupsiie girl that she heard Robert and Sarah talking about.
It was clear that this girl was still in training as a sex slave.  It
wouldn't be right for Jane to raise the bar too high for the girl.  Jane
figured that any sex slave worth their keep could probably handle putting
on a good dildo demonstration.

   Sarah would surely think of the nastier things herself, but at least it
might take more time before she did.  Plus, Jane could have a clear
conscious that she didn't assist in that thought process.

   Sarah sat back on the couch and watched as Jane licked the dildo and
coffee table clean again.  She could feel her cunt juicing up again as she
watched.

   "Just enough time for one more cum," Sarah said as she glanced over at
the clock.

   7.

   As it turned out, Sarah and Jane didn't have to part ways that day.  Not
for long anyway.  A mere 3 days later and Jane was in Sarah's custody
again. Robert figured Sarah could use the help unpacking all the stuff in
her new trailer.

   While Jane did double the workforce, the cute little girl also meant a
lot more "coffee" breaks.  In the end Jane spent just as much time between
Sarah's legs as she did helping unpack boxes.  The unpacking may not have
gotten done any faster but at least it was a lot more enjoyable.  For Sarah
anyway.

   Robert loaned Jane for more than just unpacking.  Sarah needed Jane to
help break the ice with Pupsiie.  The hidden cameras in Pupsiie's trailer
only told them so much.  They still didn't know how well the girl's
previous training was holding.  For that matter, it was even possible the
girl had told her mother about the ordeal.  If that was the case then not
only did the cops know about it but they probably got Pupsiie professional
help.  Her training would therefore be almost completely gone.

   There was nothing to indicate any of this of course.  In fact, the
mother and daughter's routines hadn't changed a bit.  This strongly
suggested that the mother was still ignorant to her daughter's plight.

   Still, it was considerably safer to have Jane test all these theories
first.  Plus, who would be able to read a sex slave better than another sex
slave?  Jane could technically get into trouble if she was caught.  But
chances are Pupsiie wouldn't turn the girl in.  Probably not even to her
mom.  Jane was still pretty young after all.  More likely Pupsiie would
just reject Jane's advances and that would be that.

   They wouldn't have given up on the girl that easily.  It would just mean
more drastic measures were needed.  Luckily, none of those measures were
required.  Pupsiie gave in on Jane's first attempt.  It was almost as
though the young girl had been waiting for someone to come along and
continue her training.

   The introductions were easy enough.  Sarah just took Jane over to
Pupsiie's trailer and knocked on the door.  It was no surprise when
Pupsiie's mom, Grace, opened the door.  They knew from the hidden cameras
that the mother was home.  What better way to put Pupsiie at ease than to
befriend her mother?

   Jane was introduced as Sarah's niece.  Grace took a shining to Jane
right away.  Especially after Sarah lied that Jane had volunteered to help
with the move.  At the age of 32, Grace was hardly old fashioned.  However,
she did believe in good family values.  It was good to see a girl Jane's
age with these values.

   Sarah was a little nervous when she was invited inside.  Sarah seen
Pupsiie in the museum on a few different occasions.  They never spoke, but
there was a chance the girl might recognize her.  It of course could be
played off as a simple coincidence, but it still would have had the
potential of being a little awkward.  If Pupsiie did recognize her she
didn't let on.

   Once inside, the four of them quickly paired off with Sarah and Grace
drinking coffee and socializing at the kitchen table while Pupsiie showed
Jane around the trailer.

   Jane found spending time with Pupsiie almost as humiliating as sucking
Robert's dick.  There was a 3 year difference between them and Jane found
Pupsiie extremely childish.  It got even worse once they got to the
13-year-old's bedroom and Pupsiie started showing off her doll collection.
Jane did her best to look interested.

   Jane just couldn't believe this girl had training as a sex slave.  Jane
didn't even technically have a room, let alone dolls to put in it.  Jane
spent about as much time in "her bedroom" as most spend standing in a
closet.  The only time she went into it was to fetch something stored
there. The rest of the time she was either between her sister's legs,
pleasing their dog, or doing some other task around the house.  It had been
almost 2 years since she even got to sleep in the room.

   Pupsiie didn't have any friends really.  She was home schooled which
meant that she didn't have that many kids her age to pick from for friends.
There were a few kids in the trailer park.  However, only a couple were
close to her age.  Her mom wouldn't let her play with them though since
their parents were obvious trailer trash and the kids themselves were
already starting to follow in their footsteps.

   Despite her lack of friends, one would think Pupsiie would be extremely
cautious about trying to make new ones.  Especially considering the last
time she tried the girl she befriended put her through lesbian sex slave
training and even set her up to be fucked by a boy (Robert) with a huge
dick.

   But nope, Pupsiie was going all out to try to get Jane to like her.  She
knew Jane wasn't actually moving in next door, but if she was Sarah's niece
then that meant she might at least visit from time to time.  A part-time
friend was better than no friend at all.

   This made Jane's job all that much easier.  It was so easy that Jane
felt a little disappointed.  She was expecting at least a minor challenge.
Pupsiie was such an easy target that Jane guessed she could probably tell
the girl right now to eat her cunt and she would do it regardless of if her
training was holding or not.  That wasn't on the agenda though for this
visit.

   "So, what do you think?" Sarah asked Jane after they left Pupsiie's
trailer.

   "She won't be a problem," Jane said with a smile.

   Sarah was surprised to see the smile on Jane's face.  She was helping to
enslave another girl after all.  Surely even Jane's well trained mind could
see the similarities between herself and Pupsiie.  It made Sarah wonder if
Jane had reached a point where she was now happy for her training?  If so
then Jane might actually think she was doing Pupsiie a favor.

   Sarah didn't think too hard on the subject.  It didn't take a genius to
know Jane's mind was no longer wired the same as most people.  Therefore,
logic didn't necessarily play a part in judging her actions and feelings.
And in the end, as far as Sarah was concerned it didn't matter anyway. 
Jane was just a tool to her.  Just like a wrench or hammer.  It didn't
matter what or even if the tool felt, all that mattered was that it got the
job done.

   Once back in her trailer, Sarah went directly to her bedroom.  The main
reason was because she wanted to get undressed.  But it wasn't the only
reason.  Robert set up all the video equipment in there.  The control
device for the hidden camera's in Pupsiie's trailer was now located in this
room.  It was just close enough to Pupsiie's trailer to pick up the
signals. It was all hooked into Sarah's computer and to an untrained eye it
just looked like random computer accessories.

   First, Sarah looked at what was currently happening in the trailer. 
There wasn't much going on.  Pupsiie and Grace had a quick chat about Jane
and Sarah, but that was about it.  It wasn't much but at least Sarah could
tell from the conversation that Grace liked both of them.

   Sarah then rewound the recorded video footage.  She wanted to see
exactly what transpired between the two girls in the bedroom.  It wasn't
that she didn't trust Jane...  okay, maybe that was part of it.  But, she
also wanted to look for things Jane might not have been able to notice. 
Like maybe Pupsiie checking out Jane's ass whenever Jane wasn't looking. 
Unfortunately, the footage revealed nothing like that.  It just looked like
a young girl trying to befriend another girl.  That was okay, they could
work with that.

   Unknown to Sarah, while she was viewing the hidden cameras in Pupsiie's
trailer, Robert was viewing the hidden cameras in hers.  Robert smiled as
he watched Sarah.  Part of that smile was at the thought of spying on the
spier.  However, what he was really happy about was how cautious Sarah was
being.

   This one thing he feared about Sarah was that she wouldn't be cautious
enough.  Whenever he talked to her, Robert got this vibe that she was a
very impatient person.  This could be her undoing if she didn't keep it
under control.  It was good to see that so far she was doing a good job.

   Robert watched her for a few minutes.  Other than having Jane get
between her legs, nothing that exciting happened.  He hadn't seen Jane get
Sarah off before, but it was hardly interesting enough to continue
watching. So, he turned the live feed off.

   Had he looked closer, Robert would have seen that Sarah wasn't viewing
just the footage of Pupsiie.  She was also watching Grace.  Grace was a lot
younger and prettier than Sarah had expected.  The woman looked barely 30
years old.  She guessed maybe 32 like herself.  While her age and beauty
were appealing, what really attracted Sarah to the woman was Grace's
innocence.  She seemed to have the same aura of innocence that her daughter
did.

   Sarah wondered if she could build a relationship with the woman that
went beyond just neighborly friendship.  Grace appeared to have no male
friends.  Was it possible she was a lesbian?  Or, was it at least possible
she was open to the idea of becoming one?

   Sarah could play with Grace every night and then the daughter every
morning and afternoon while the woman was at work.  In time she might even
find a way to play with both of them at the same time.  Just the thought of
it made her cum on Jane's tongue.

   As she watched Jane lick her cunt clean, Sarah gradually returned to
earth.  Once she landed, she realized that playing with Grace would
probably never become anything more than just a fantasy.  Still, there
might not be any harm in testing the waters a little down the road.

   Right now, however, she needed to focus on Pupsiie.  Okay, maybe just
one more cum on Jane's tongue first.

   8.

   The following few days were extremely boring.  At least for Robert
anyway.  He kept his eyes on the live feeds from Pupsiie's trailer but it
wasn't any more exciting than watching grass grow.  It was necessary though
in order to get a feel for how she normally acted.  This would be very
valuable in the weeks to come.  If she started acting too differently at
home then her mom would start asking questions.  With luck, Robert would
notice the changes before her mom.  He could then have Sarah adjust the
girl accordingly.

   As he watched, Robert realized that he and Sarah were doing Pupsiie a
favor.  The girl lead an extremely boring life.  She spent all day at home
alone studying, watching TV, and playing video games.  Her mom worked long
hours.  Much longer than was needed in order to just put food on the table.
Robert guessed that Grace must be saving up for a house or possibly
Pupsiie's college education.

   Even when she was home she wasn't really home.  Not as a mother anyway.
When she got home she would take a bath, eat, then start home schooling
assignments with Pupsiie.  The two seemed to get very little actual
mother/daughter time together.

   You couldn't really blame her mother.  There just wasn't enough hours in
the day.  As he watched, Robert wondered why Grace even bothered with the
home schooling.  Life would be a ton easier on her if she just sent the
brat to public school like everyone else.  He figured she must just want to
get her girl the best education possible.  She certainly wouldn't get that
in a public school.

   While Pupsiie's mom might have high expectations for the girl, there was
no doubt in Robert's mind that Pupsiie would never become more than your
basic white trailer trash slut.  You could already tell the girl was bored
to death.  It would just get worse as the years went by.  Eventually some
guy would start feeding her some dick.  Then he would pass her around to
anyone willing to give him a beer and a pack of smokes.

   Hell, it wouldn't take too much to get her to that point.  All it would
take is one guy with enough balls to walk up to her trailer and knock on
the door.  A few flattering comments and she would be on her knees in the
living room sucking his dick.  Anything just to break up the boredom.

   Robert marveled at the quality of the video feeds.  He knew the cameras
were good, but he wasn't sure how the images would actually come out
considering all the processing the feed went through.

   First it was transmitted wireless to the receiver now located in Sarah's
trailer.  Then it was sent digitally via the internet to his computer. 
Technically, it wasn't all that complicated by today's standards.  But
still, it seemed like a lot would get lost in all that bouncing around.

   The hardest part of the whole installation was getting Sarah to agree to
it.  The cable internet connection was in her name after all.  This was
something that could be tracked back to her if Robert ever got caught.

   Luckily, Sarah didn't know much about the internet or computers.  Robert
was able to convince her that the signal was encrypted and couldn't be
traced.  While the part about the encryption was true, he had no clue if it
could actually be traced or not.  But it sounded good enough to convince
her.

   This wasn't Sarah's only concern.  There were live feeds in her own
trailer that Robert would have access too as well.  She knew darn well that
Robert would record these feeds and possibly even use them against her in
the future.  They had a long discussion about this before Sarah finally
gave in.

   Robert almost wished he had kept these hidden cameras a secret from
Sarah.  But he felt it was best she knew.  It would assure her future
cooperation if she knew he had this footage.  Plus, she would have found
them on her own anyway.  If he had cameras in Pupsiie's trailer then
clearly Sarah would know he probably put some in hers also.

   Sarah didn't cave in completely.  For one, she wanted to be allowed to
block the camera's whenever she wanted.  She also wanted to be allowed to
wear a disguise.  Robert agreed to these two things once Sarah gave her
word she would not block the camera if anything sexual was going on.  In a
way, this would even work to his favor.  He could just fast forward through
daily footage.  If the screen was blacked out then he would know nothing
good was happening.  However, if it wasn't then he would instantly know
something was about to happen.

   Sarah could always block the camera even when something good was
happening.  However, Robert stood a chance of catching her since blocking
the video didn't block the audio.  Robert didn't feel this was a huge risk.
He got the distinct feeling that Sarah got a thrill out of performing in
front of the cameras.  Plus, he had enough on her already to demand more
air time if she started getting too stingy.

   Robert thought her concern was rather stupid though.  It's not like
Pupsiie would be wearing a disguise.  And even if she did, Robert had
enough footage of Pupsiie already that it wouldn't take a genius to see the
similarities between the disguised Pupsiie and the undisguised one.  For
that matter, he had similar footage of Sarah also.

   But, if it made Sarah feel more comfortable then Robert didn't care. 
Who knows, it might even make the footage more exciting if one or both are
in disguises each day.

   These first few days, all the cameras were blocked except for the one in
Jane's temporary room.  Sarah also unblocked the camera in her own bedroom
a few times so Robert could watch her play with Jane.  Sarah's disguise
turned out to be rather erotic.

   The outfit was mostly leather of course.  It included a leather corset
that covered her whole midsection as well as encasing her breasts
completely.  There was a zipper up the front that looked like it would
provide easy and quick access.  One zip and the corset would be on the
floor.

   The outfit also had your standard mistress knee high leather boots with
the high heals.  She also wore a dainty leather collar and leather
wristbands with tiny metal spikes on them.  What really did it for Robert
though was that unlike most mistress outfits he had seen on the web and in
magazines, this one had a cloth skirt that went about mid thigh.  It was
black and white plaid with a leather trim around the bottom of it.

   Robert doubted that most mistresses would wear this particular outfit.
He didn't know much about mistresses but he guessed most would wear
something a little less cute and a whole lot more menacing.  Robert liked
this one though because it gave a good mix of both.

   Sarah was wearing a black mask also.  However, to Robert's surprise, the
mask didn't cover her whole face like he had expected.  It looked almost
like a mask a woman might wear to a costume ball.  Her face from about the
tip of her nose down was completely uncovered.  She was wearing a blonde
wig though that covered her bright red hair.  So between the small mask and
the hair Robert figured it probably would be kind of hard to ID her if you
didn't already know it was her.

   Despite it being a little different from what he remembered seeing on
the web, the outfit seemed very far from actually being original.  Still,
Robert felt it looked rather good on Sarah.  Sarah wasn't an ugly woman but
Robert did feel she looked rather plain.  This outfit really added a lot of
flair to her appearance.

   The outfit might have been a smidge too cute.  However, Jane didn't seem
to notice.  Even on the video you could see Jane swallow hard when she
first seen the outfit.  Jane's sister wore a leather outfit from time to
time and Jane was well aware of the significance.  While Jane's sister was
her mistress with our without the leather outfit, Jane noticed her sister
was always a lot more harsh while wearing the outfits.

   Jane stood in the doorway in surprise for only a brief instant before
she quickly walked forward and got into a kneeling slave pose.  Her first
mistress (Vee) taught her this pose but Jane's sister seldom made her get
into it.  Oh, her sister had many poses for her, just not this one that
often.  It was a simple pose.  She got down on her knees, spread her legs,
sat back onto the heels of her feet then laced her fingers behind her head.
It was a pretty vulnerable and humiliating pose.

   Sarah smiled down at the petite girl.  This was about the 10th time she
seen the girl get into this or similar poses and it still gave the older
woman a thrill.  Sarah was surprised the first time the girl took one of
the poses.  She wasn't sure if the young girl had done it out of instinct
or whether Robert told her to demonstrate various poses for Sarah.  Of
course, now that Sarah was aware of them Jane had no choice but to use
them.

   "I've never whipped anyone before," Sarah said after a moment.

   The statement was rather simple and straightforward.  It had a strong
impact on Jane though.  One could just see the fear fill her face.  Despite
the numerous number of whippings she had been subject too in her short
life, Jane still dreaded them deeply.  Early in her training she got them
almost on a daily basis.  For the first year she didn't remember there ever
being a time when her body wasn't covered with bruises and welts from
recent whippings.

   While Jane still got whippings, it was no where near as often as those
early days.  Most of her punishments now consisted of mental punishments
mixed in with a little pain.  For example, her sister might put clamps on
Jane's nipples and then connect the clamps to their dog's collar with a
long piece of thick string.  Jane would then be forced to follow the dog
around for an hour or two like that with her nipples constantly getting
pulled this way and that.  There of course were a lot more painful and
humiliating punishments than this, but Jane did her best not to think of
those.

   SNAP!

   The noise made Jane's body jerk.  Sarah had picked up a 2-inch wide
leather belt and folded it in two and then quickly pulled it taunt.  The
noise it made was very loud in the enclosed room.  Jane's natural instinct
was to jump up and run away.  She of course didn't.

   Sarah was sitting on the edge of her bed.  She looked down at the girl
again and then patted the mattress with the palm of her right hand.  Jane
frowned when she seen this.  She had hoped that Sarah might pat her lap
instead, thus indicating an over the knee whipping.  An over the knee
whipping was done more out of affection than punishment.  Not only did it
provide lots of body contact that often quickly lead to something sexual,
but the angle also made it harder to get in a good swing.  Oh, the swings
still hurt like hell, but they were still only maybe half strength at best.

   As Jane crawled up on the bed she positioned herself several feet to the
right of Sarah in a last ditch hope that the older woman might choose to do
her swings while seated.  Her distance and position on the bed would make
that a very easy thing to accomplish.  But much like the over the knee
position, the swings would be much lighter than a standing position.

   Jane's hopes were dashed, however, when she felt Sarah's weight lift off
the bed.  The swings would indeed be delivered from a standing position. 
Jane knew from experience that these were the worst possible hits.  Not
only where they much harder but this position would also provide Sarah with
much more freedom to deliver the hits in more locations.  Like Jane's back,
legs, feet, ass, etc.

   "You've been whipped many times haven't you?"

   Jane wasn't sure what she should say.  She knew she was supposed to say
"no" if a teacher or nurse asked her a question like that, but Sarah wasn't
either of those.  After a few seconds Jane finally looked back over her
shoulder and nodded in order to confirm Sarah's suspicions.

   The sad puppy dog look on Jane's face as she nodded almost made Sarah
feel sorry for the little girl.  It also turned her on.  It generated a lot
of questions in her mind as well.  For example, how many hits did the girl
take before she finally gave in and licked pussy for the first time?  How
old was she?  Who did she lick?

   She was sure Jane would tell her if she asked these questions.  However,
Sarah wasn't sure she wanted to know the answers.  It was probably best to
just leave it to her fantasies.  Hearing the truth out loud would probably
just make her feel even more sorry for the girl.  She didn't see much point
in that.  The girl was clearly already beyond repair.  Feeling sorry for
her wouldn't fix that.  It would just spoil Sarah's fun.

   "The way I see it, there are four levels of whipping," Sarah said. 
"There is playful whipping that doesn't really hurt.  There is light
punishment that hurts but doesn't leave any long term marks.  There is
medium punishment that not only hurts but leaves lots of bruising.  And
then there is severe punishment that hurts like hell and leaves welts and
sometimes even breaks the skin."

   Jane hadn't ever experienced playful whippings before.  Nor had she
really put names to the whippings she had received.  However, she knew damn
well that there were a lot more categories than just four.  She wasn't
about to correct Sarah.  If the woman wanted to believe there were just
four categories then there were just four categories.

   "You're going to teach me all four."

   This comment made Jane look back over her shoulder in both fear and
confusion.

   Jane quickly closed her eyes tightly and gritted her teeth when she seen
Sarah already in motion delivering the first blow with the belt.  There was
a loud smacking sound as the belt impacted her ass cheeks.  Jane let out a
short yelp in both surprise and pain.

   "Did that feel more like play or light punishment?"

   "Punishment, mistress," Jane replied.

   "Maybe on the high end of playful, mistress," Jane quickly edited her
response when she seen a tinge of anger in Sarah's eyes.

   It was clear that Sarah meant for the hit to be playful.  Jane couldn't
tell if Sarah was angry at herself for getting the hit wrong or was angry
at Jane for pointing it out.  All she knew was that when you were getting
whipped it was best to keep the mistress as happy as possible.

   Jane was pleased when the anger disappeared and was replaced with a
small giggle from the older woman.  The next 10 hits were much lighter. 
Each had a tiny bite to them, but nothing that lingered long.  They were by
far the softest hits Jane had ever received with a belt.  They were so
light in comparison that Jane didn't see much point in them.  Why would a
mistress hit her slave so lightly?

   "Oh!" Jane let out when the 11th hit came down much harder.

   "Light punishment, mistress," Jane quickly informed without being asked.

   Jane kept quiet for the following 9 blows.  They hurt pretty bad but it
wasn't anything Jane didn't experience hundreds of times before.  They
weren't even hits Jane would consider punishment really.  She knew they
were technically punishments, but in her mind she thought of these types of
hits more as simple "reminders".  If she got this kind of spanking for not
deep throating their dog deep enough then it was meant just as a reminder
to do better next time, not to necessarily punish her.  Kind of like one
might withhold a dinner desert from a youngster because they didn't eat all
their veggies.

   Jane wasn't as quiet for the 10 blows that followed these.  These blows
were definitely going to leave bruises and Jane made sure she let Sarah
know they had reached what the woman had referred to as medium punishment.
The hits left a sting that didn't seem to ever dissipate.  Instead, they
lingered there as additional hits brought even more.

   As bad as these were, Jane dreaded what was coming next.  As the 10th
medium punishment blow landed, Jane grasped the blanket below her even
harder in her tiny fists.  She knew the hits were going to hurt beyond
measure, but she wanted to be a good slave for her mistress and hold her
ground.

   There was a very loud whistle as the belt flew through the air. 
However, it wasn't followed by pain.  Instead, she felt a cool breeze as it
sailed well above her.

   "I don't think I have to actually practice severe punishment," Sarah
said after a moment.  "How hard can it be?  I just swing the belt as hard
as I possibly can."

   Jane knew it actually was a lot harder than just swinging with all your
might.  Too hard of a hit could cause more than just welts and bleeding. 
Especially if something heavy or hard like a paddle was being used.

   The proper thing for Jane to do would have been to let Sarah know this.
While Jane didn't plan to do anything that might warrant such an extreme
punishment, the girl her mistress planned to take control over might one
day do so.

   However, if she spoke up then that would probably result in Sarah
practicing on her.  While Jane wanted to do the right thing, she also
didn't want to be whipped.  Especially that hard.  So, she held her tongue
and got off the bed and back into her slave pose on the floor.  To justify
her decision, Jane told herself that if Sarah's new slave did something bad
enough to deserve a severe punishment then the stupid slave got what was
coming too her.  Even if that meant a possible cracked or chipped bone here
or there.

   Besides, no one ever took it easy on her.  There were a few occasions
that Jane remembered where she was pretty sure she got fractured bones via
a punishment.

   Her sister beat the bottom of Jane's feet raw once.  Jane was pretty
sure that one of the hits had at least fractured if not broken her little
toe.  It swelled up and she couldn't walk on it for over a week.

   Another time her sister caned her shins.  That was probably the most
painful punishment she had ever received.  It was so painful that she
thought for sure she was going to die.  Her leg obviously didn't break, but
for several months afterward she could feel tiny bone chips under the skin.
Eventually her body forced them all out through the skin.

   Sarah didn't seem all that cruel though.  In fact, Jane suspected that
Sarah would probably stick mainly to just the belt and possibly even only
to bare bottom whippings.  What Jane wouldn't do to be Sarah's slave.  To
Jane it would be like a vacation all year round.  It upset Jane that
Sarah's new slave would probably never realize how well off she was.

   While Jane dreamed of Sarah insisting on keeping her, she was well aware
that such a thing would never happen.  Within a few weeks Jane knew she
would be back in Colorado licking her sister's cunt and asshole.

   "What's on your mind?" Sarah asked when she seen the girl in thought.

   The question took Jane by surprise.  Her sister never cared what Jane
thought...  she just told her what to think.

   "Nothing, mistress," Jane replied.

   "It's okay, you can tell me," Sarah said as she leaned over and softly
ran her fingers through Jane's hair.  "No matter what it is, I promise I
won't punish you."

   "Well..." Jane said and then paused.  "I was thinking how much you might
enjoy having me come visit you from time to time.  I think my mistress, my
other mistress that is, would also enjoy having Pupsiie come visit her in
Colorado.  Kind of like a student exchange program, only with slaves
instead."

   Jane knew she would probably rot in hell for making such a suggestion.
Her sister would do some of the most vile things to Pupsiie.  It was a very
horrible thing for Jane to suggest...  just so she could have a chance at
getting a couple weeks' "vacation" every so often.  Of course, her goal
would be to please Sarah to the point that a more permanent "exchange"
might be eventually negotiated.

   "Oh Sugar, that is such a sweet thing to suggest," Sarah said with a
smile.  "But I'm afraid my slave can't leave the area without her mom
finding out.  Some day I might be able to get her mom on board, but that
could be a ways down the road."

   Jane frowned.  She hadn't thought about that.  Jane quickly thought up
some ways that the mother could be lied to or tricked into allowing her
daughter to leave for days or weeks on end.  However, Jane decided to keep
her mouth shut.  She already overstepped her bounds by making the original
suggestion.  Any further on the subject and it would sound like begging and
if word of that got back to her mistress...  well, it wouldn't be good.

   "You know what we might be able to do though," Sarah said after a
moment. "I could invite both you and your mistress to come visit me and my
slave now and then."

   Jane tried to force a smile on her face but had a hard time doing so. 
That's all Jane needed, two mistresses at once.  She was sure her sister
would probably bring their dog, Blacky, with them also for those visits. 
It would be so humiliating to have to perform with the dog in front of
Sarah and her slave.  No, she didn't want this at all.  She prayed Sarah
would quickly forget the thought.

   To help Sarah forget, Jane gave a subtle glance down toward Sarah's
waist and nibbled on her lower lip seductively.

   "I think I know what you want," Sarah said as she sat on the edge of the
bed and spread her legs wide.

   As Jane moved forward Sarah used her fingers to undo the snaps that held
her rubber panties in place.  Jane devoured Sarah's pussy the second it
came into view.  If she worked hard enough she might even make the woman
pass out from the pleasure.  With luck Sarah might black out the thought
she had of Jane and her sister coming for visits.

   9.

   As the days passed, everything seemed to be ass backwards.  Robert was
in charge and should have been having the most fun.  However, he found
himself increasingly bored to death.  While Sarah was definitely enjoying
herself more than Robert, she wasn't without her concerns.  She might be
anxious to start training Pupsiie but she still had recurring nightmares
about getting caught.  Often these nightmares ended with her behind bars
being dominated by some huge dyke cellmate.

   Of the three of them, Jane seemed to be having the most fun.  Well, fun
from a slaves perspective anyway.  Sure, she still had to eat food from the
soles of Sarah's feet and perform various other humiliating activities
every day and get punishments here and there.  However, compared to her
sister, being with Sarah was like a dream.  Heck, compared to her sister,
even the punishments seemed more like horse play than actual punishments.

   While most of what she did with Sarah was child's play compared to back
home, Jane discovered that she was often a lot more embarrassed and
humiliated.  Jane had become very used to performing sex acts with her
sister, but Sarah was basically a complete stranger.

   The humiliation wasn't anywhere as bad as those early days when she was
first made to have sex with her sister.  However, they were close enough
that they often brought all those old memories rushing back on Jane.

   It also made Jane realize exactly how accustomed to slave activities she
had become.  Early in her training, Jane had been absolutely positive that
she would never get used to being a slave.  Yet, somewhere along the line
it had somehow become almost normal to her.  She still felt disgust and
humiliation while performing for her sister, but until now she hadn't
realized how much those feelings had dissipated.  She felt so ashamed of
herself for letting it happen.

   She also felt very hopeless that it would ever come to an end.  So well
was her training that it never dawned on her that she easily had the means
to bring it to an end herself.  All she would have to do is go to the
police.  Well, thoughts of doing just that did actually occur to her.  But
in her trained mind, such a maneuver would have had vastly different
results.

   She still felt there was a possibility that going to the police would
free her.  But she had a much greater fear that it wouldn't.  She feared
the police wouldn't believe her and would return her back home.  Or, they
would believe her but not be able to catch and/or do anything to her sister
or Robert.  If either of these things happened then it would just be a
matter of time before she was back in her sister's care.  Only life would
become much harder.  Jane need not look any further than their basement and
the caged Vee to see what happened to slaves in bad standing.

   About the only person that seemed to be in their proper place was
Pupsiie.  Pupsiie by far experienced the greatest confusion and despair. 
In some ways, it was even worse than when Jane herself was first introduced
into sex slavery.  Part of the reason for this was because unlike Jane,
Pupsiie didn't know she was being trained as a sex slave.  Even when Linda
was training her she never quite got to the point where she thought of
herself as a slave.  And of course she had been left alone for so many
months since.  In relation to her short life, it had already become a
distant bad memory.

   That quickly changed when she visited Sarah's trailer for the first
time. Her mom was at work when Pupsiie made that first visit.  The ironic
part is that she even had her overly protective mom's permission for the
visit.  Pupsiie's mom felt it would do the girl good to play with the
neighbor's niece.  As it turned out, it was Jane who played with Pupsiie.

   It started out innocent enough with Sarah serving both of the girl's
soda.  The two girls talked in the living room for a couple minutes before
going to "Jane's" bedroom.  Once there they just sat on the bed and talked.

   The first thing Jane did was talk Pupsiie into drinking some alcohol. 
Pupsiie was very reluctant.  Her mom would kill her if she ever found out.
Jane finally managed to talk the girl into mixing some with her soda.

   At first Sarah thought about just spiking the girl's drink, but then
thought it was best if Jane just talked her into it.  This way, once the
effects kicked in Pupsiie wouldn't panic.  And, more importantly, she
wouldn't later tell her mother what happened.

   The affects were going to be pretty strong also.  It wasn't just alcohol
that Pupsiie poured into her glass.  It was a special mixture that Robert's
father came up with many years back.  Or at least it was the closest
replica that Robert could come up with.  It was created based on what his
mother and uncles could remember of the formula.  He also had his
"associate" Dr.  Kelly add a few tweaks to it.

   Robert always kept a supply of the formula on hand, but he seldom ever
used it.  From what he could tell, it appeared that his father had used the
drug a ton on his slaves.  To Robert it seemed like cheating though.

   However, this situation seemed to lend itself to using the drug.  It was
hard work training a slave that was in captivity.  It was exponentially
harder to train one that not only wouldn't be in captivity but would even
be staying at home with her mom.  Robert had managed to do that with
Pupsiie before, but that was just some basic training.  Not only would this
training be more extensive but Sarah was new to all of this.  She would
need all the help she could get.

   The drug would make the girl more pliable.  It was also a bit addictive.
So, not only would Sarah be able to get Pupsiie to do some pretty nasty
things, but the girl would keep coming back for more.  Robert could also
tell that Sarah also had her eyes on the girl's mom.  The drug would
definitely come in handy if Sarah decided to take on that challenge as
well.

   The drug wasn't without it's risks.  The obvious one was death. 
However, to OD on the stuff Sarah would have to give Pupsiie 20 times the
max amount Robert advised her to use.

   Another concern was that if she used it too often on the girl then
Pupsiie could become hopelessly addicted to it.  A little addiction during
the training process was desired, but the last thing Sarah needed was to
have to provide the girl with a life time supply.

   There was also the concern that Sarah might get caught while buying the
ingredients.  After all, not all of the ingredients were legal.

   And of course, the biggest concern of all was that Sarah might start
taking the drug herself.  This would be catastrophic because it could
easily lead to her causing any and all of the other potential problems to
happen.

   To keep Pupsiie at ease, Jane had to pour some of the formula into her
own glass as well.  However, Jane didn't drink any of it.  Instead, she
just pretended to sip at it.  Whenever she could get Pupsiie to look away,
Jane would quickly pour some of her mixture in with Pupsiie's.  After 10
minutes Pupsiie was starting to feel the effects and Jane no longer had to
hide the maneuver.  She would just reach over and pour her drink into
Pupsiie's.  If the girl noticed she didn't show any signs of concern.

   "Have you ever had sex with a girl before?" Jane asked.

   Even in her drugged state, the comment made Pupsiie blush profusely.  Up
until then the conversation had been rather harmless.

   "Yeah, I thought so," Jane said before Pupsiie could say anything.  "I
could tell by the way you have been checking me out."

   "I haven't been checking you out," Pupsiie quickly replied.

   Pupsiie couldn't look Jane in the eye as she said it.  She also blushed
further.  The truth was that she had been checking Jane out.  Jane was a
very attractive girl with a nice figure.  She was also older than Pupsiie.
It was just natural that Pupsiie would admire the girl's figure.  Wasn't
it?

   Pupsiie didn't think of herself as a lesbian.  The thought of having sex
with a woman was disgusting.  Yet, Pupsiie had to admit that almost every
time she masturbated she ended up cumming to the thought of licking a
girl's pussy.

   It never started out that way of course.  Often her masturbation
sessions started with thoughts of Robert and his big dick.  She hated
Robert and hated even more what it had been like to be fucked by him. 
However, he was the only boy she had ever done anything with.  She hadn't
even seen other boys naked.

   As she masturbated though, images of Robert's sister, Linda, would pop
into her mind.  Linda had trained Pupsiie for several weeks.  The things
she had to do with Linda still gave Pupsiie an upset stomach whenever she
thought about them.  Yet, all of her best cums had happened during her time
with Linda.  So, every time she would near climax during masturbating her
mind would flash back to those many hours between Linda's legs.

   "It's okay," Jane said as she gave Pupsiie a hug.  "I've had sex with a
girl before also.  She was about your age in fact.  I caught her checking
me out so I invited her back to my house.  Once I got her into my room she
acted like she didn't want to do anything.  I put her over my knee and gave
her a good spanking with my hair brush.  That must have really turned her
on because she couldn't wait to get between my legs when I asked her too.
She continued to act as though she didn't like it but whenever I would ask
her to come over to my house she always agreed."

   The story was false of course.  It was just a tale Sarah thought up.  It
wasn't just a random story either.  The girl in the story was the same age
as Pupsiie.  And like Pupsiie, the girl had been checking Jane out and
subsequently invited to Jane's bedroom.  Even a 12-year-old girl like
Pupsiie could see those connections and guess what was coming next.

   Jane leaned back away from Pupsiie and watched the younger girl for a
moment.  She watched as Pupsiie, staring down at the floor, swallowed hard
several times and slowly turned a nice shade of pink.

   "So, am I gonna have to get my hair brush?" Jane said as she leaned
further back and spread her legs.

   Pupsiie knew it was coming but was still shocked her to hear Jane
actually say it.  She knew she should have refused, ran away, yelled for
help...  there were probably dozens of things she should have done.  But
she didn't.  Instead, she slowly got down on the floor on her knees in
front of Jane.  She then slowly raised the hem of Jane's mini skirt.

   Pupsiie was not surprised when she discovered Jane wasn't wearing any
underwear.  She was a little surprised, however, to see that Jane's pussy
was bald.  She wondered if a lot of girls Jane's age shaved their pussy. 
Pupsiie sure didn't plan to shave hers.  She was starting to get a little
peach fuzz on her pussy but she still felt like a child.  She couldn't wait
until she started growing real hair down there.

   Jane couldn't believe the effectiveness of the drug as Pupsiie so
willingly obeyed.  Jane could tell that the girl still would rather leave
the house than lick her pussy.  The drug seemed to fog her mind just enough
that she didn't realize how much of a choice she actually had in the
matter.

   Or at least that is what Jane assumed.  It was also possible the girl
just liked eating pussy.  In either case, Jane was becoming less and less
sympathetic for Pupsiie.  Jane knew life was never fair for a sex slave. 
However, she had always taken solace in the understanding that life at
least was equally unfair to all slaves.  She now knew that was definitely
not the case.

   Jane has been a sex slave a very long time, yet this new slave was being
treated like fucking royalty.  Not only was her training being made easy
but she was even getting a very kind mistress.  Hell, the girl didn't even
have to live with her mistress.

   "Get to work bitch," Jane scowled as she watched a tear run from
Pupsiie's eye.

   Being so aggressive with Pupsiie was not part of the original plan. 
Jane's orders were to befriend the girl and gently pressure her into having
sex.  Jane's anger got the better of her.  She wasn't too worried about the
consequences though.  This mistress was too kind to punish her that
harshly. That was assuming she punished her at all.  When she seen the
results, Sarah would probably not only forgive her but maybe even reward
her.

   As she moved her face forward, Pupsiie could smell Jane's arousal.  The
smell was not exactly the same as that of Linda's.  It took Pupsiie a
couple seconds before it dawned on her what the difference was.  Linda's
scent had been mixed with that of baby powder where Jane's was not.  Jane's
scent was more raw with just a hint of perfume hidden in the background.

   As she took her first lick, Pupsiie also discovered that Jane's flavor
was stronger.  The mixture she drank earlier seemed to heighten all of her
senses.  While this might account for some of the accountable difference in
flavor, Pupsiie was sure it was more than just that.  It wasn't necessarily
a worse or better flavor, just a slightly stronger one.

   Pupsiie didn't know if the difference was due to Jane's age or possibly
something else.  Her mind was too foggy to contemplate it for long.  By her
10th lick the thought was completely gone.  It was just as well.  She had
more important things to do than perform taste comparisons.  Pleasing Jane
being top on that list.

   The thought of not pleasing Jane hadn't even occurred to Pupsiie.  Jane
wanted her to so she would.  It was all her fogged mind could handle.  It
didn't matter if licking the girl's pussy was disgusting.  Rebelling
against Jane's command just seemed like too much effort.  It was so much
easier to just do as she was told.

   "Make sure you suck up all those juices slut," Jane said as she spread
her legs further.  "If there is a big wet spot on this bed when we are done
then you will get a spanking you won't soon forget."

   Pupsiie looked up at Jane with an expression of both disgust and fright.
It was one thing to lick a pussy and quite another thing to slurp up all
the juices and swallow them.  However, the thought of punishment seemed
much worse so Pupsiie reluctantly sealed her lips over Jane's cunt hole and
sucked in a mouth full of the slimy mixture.  It took all her willpower not
to get sick as she forced herself to swallow the juice.

   This wasn't the first time Pupsiie had to do this.  Linda made her do it
all the time.  While the flavor seemed similar, Jane definitely produced
way more of the fluid than Linda had.  She had just sucked out a good mouth
full and she could already see more of the cream starting to flow from
Jane's pussy again.

   Pupsiie couldn't help but make a face of disgust as she leaned in to
suck more of the juice out.  She swallowed it much faster this time in an
effort to avoid having to taste it any longer than necessary.  The flavor
lingered on her taste buds anyway.

   Pupsiie knew from experience that the juices wouldn't stop flowing until
after the girl had a climax.  To hurry this along, Pupsiie stuck out her
tiny tongue and flicked it back and forth on Jane's clit.  She was rewarded
with a moan of pleasure from the older girl.  She of course was also
rewarded with yet more cream she had to suck up.  That was to be expected.
The cream would just come faster and faster until after the climax.  Still,
it was better than getting a steady medium flow for up to an hour or
longer.

   It wasn't long and Pupsiie had picked up a rhythm.  It became almost
like a perverse CPR.  Only instead of 15 chest compressions and 2 blows
into the mouth, Pupsiie was doing 15 clit licks followed by 2 sucks on
Jane's cunt hole.

   Every once in a while, when Pupsiie was sucking up the juices she would
also stick out her pink tongue as far as she could and wiggle it inside
Jane's cunt tube.  No one had ever done this to Pupsiie before, but she
guessed that it must feel good.  And the more pleasure she gave Jane the
sooner all of this would be over.

   To her surprise and delight, the end came much sooner than she had
expected.  When Linda made her do this it almost always took 45 minutes to
an hour.  However, Pupsiie had only been sucking and licking at Jane's
pussy for about 20 minutes before the older girl started cumming.

   Like all those times with Linda, Pupsiie got mixed feelings as Jane
climaxed.  There was a large amount of disgusting cunt juice she had to
swallow, but at the same time she felt pride that she had managed to
accomplish the task and great pleasure that it was now over.  Or at least
mostly over.

   Pupsiie continued to gently suckle on Jane's cunt long after it was
clear the older girl's climax was over.  She knew better than to just stop
without permission.  This was something she had learned the hard way via a
severe spanking from Linda.

   As Jane came down from her climax she glanced down at Pupsiie who was
still sucking and licking her cunt.  Despite the hatred she felt for the
girl, Jane had to admit that Pupsiie looked just precious when she ate
cunt.

   Jane let Pupsiie suck on her cunt for another two minutes before she
stopped her.

   "Good girl," Jane said as she checked out the wet spot on the bed.

   There was still a wet spot there but it was rather small considering how
much cunt juice she knew she must have leaked out.  The girl had indeed
done an excellent job.

   "Okay, now take your panties off and lean over my knee," Jane said in a
stern voice.

   "But..." Pupsiie began to protest in confusion.

   "I advise you do as you are told," Jane said.  "Don't worry, this is not
a punishment.  I'm just going to give you a nice spanking reward."

   Jane's voice sounded like she was explaining herself, yet Pupsiie found
she was even more confused now than before.  A spanking as a reward?  It
made no sense.  Pupsiie only hesitated for a moment though before
complying.

   Pupsiie normally didn't wear dresses.  She much preferred jeans.  With
jeans she hardly ever had to worry about dirt or other stains.  Plus, she
always felt exposed when she wore a dress.  She knew of course that in
reality she was exposing more of her form with jeans than a dress.

   But if someone were to look up her dress they would be able to see her
panties.  She knew that no one would actually be able to do such a thing,
or at least she made damn sure she never gave the opportunity.  However, it
was just the knowledge that it was technically possible.  Plus, every time
she seen a boy look at her she could read in his eyes that they were
thinking the same thing.

   Pupsiie felt more exposed than ever as she reached under her dress and
pulled her panties down and then off.  She blushed when Jane made a hand
gesture indicating that she wanted Pupsiie to raise the dress up in order
to expose her bare bottom.

   Most of Pupsiie's embarrassment came not from exposing herself to Jane,
but for why she was doing so.  Getting a spanking was bad enough, but
having it administered by someone just a few years older than herself was
really embarrassing.  Still, it wasn't nearly as bad as when Linda, who was
much closer to her own age, had spanked her.

   Once her dress was pulled all the way up, she looked at Jane.  Jane
didn't say anything.  She just smiled and patted her lap.  Pupsiie used one
hand to hold the dress up while she used the other to help position herself
over Jane's legs.

   While over the knee is a somewhat traditional spanking position, Pupsiie
had never been spanked this way before.  She was normally standing whenever
her mom spanked her.  Not that her mom ever really spanked her.  If she did
something bad then her mom would normally ground her and take her allowance
away.  If it was really bad then her mom would normally just give her 5 to
10 fast spanks while she was standing.  And she always did it over her
cloths, never bare bottom.  The hits did hurt, but most of the pain was
psychological.

   Her mom's spankings were nothing compared to Linda's spankings had been.
Linda normally had Pupsiie get on the bed on her knees with her face to the
sheets and her naked ass raised high in the air.  There were a few times
that Linda had Pupsiie get in a somewhat over the knee position.  However,
because Linda was so small, Pupsiie always found most of her body laying
more on the bed than actually being "over the knee".

   This wasn't the case with Jane though.  Jane was bigger than Linda.  She
was easily able to support Pupsiie's light frame.  Jane was sitting on the
bed with lap extended far out from the edge of the mattress.  As a result,
when Pupsiie bent over her legs she found herself looking down at the floor
below.

   Pupsiie found that she didn't like the position that well.  Jane's lap
was just high enough that Pupsiie couldn't support her weight on her own
knees.  Thus, most of her weight rested on her mid section across Jane's
legs.  It was very uncomfortable.  She tried relieving some of the pressure
by pushing up on one side with her hands and the other with her legs. 
However, this only lasted for about 30 seconds before her muscles tired and
she found all her weight on Jane's legs again.

   Jane patiently waited as Pupsiie fidgeted in her lap.  She had been on
the receiving end of this kind of spanking many times and she was well
aware of what Pupsiie was trying to do.  She also knew that within a minute
or two the younger girl would give up her efforts and just accept the
inevitable discomfort.

   Jane waited for a couple reasons.  The first being that she just loved
watching the girl squirm.  Her little bum look almost as cute as her pretty
face did.  Jane liked watching that flawless butt squirming and clenching.
She couldn't wait to turn it a nice shade of red.

   The other reason she waited was because the spanking would be less
painful for Pupsiie once she relaxed her muscles a little.  While Jane
wanted to give Pupsiie a nice spanking, her goal was not to cause excessive
pain.  This was a "reward" after all.  She highly doubted that Pupsiie
would see it as much of a reward, but that was only because she probably
didn't know what a "punishment" spanking felt like.  Or, maybe she did.  It
didn't really matter to Jane.  If Pupsiie didn't see it as a reward today,
she most likely would in the days to come.

   Pupsiie let out a gasp when the first spank landed.  The hit stung but
it wasn't all that painful.  She had just been caught off guard.  For a
moment as she laid over Jane's lap, Pupsiie started to think she wasn't
actually going to be spanked.  She thought maybe it had just been a test to
see if she would obey the order to get into position.

   Five more quick slaps landed on her rump.  The hits alternated from
cheek to cheek.  The sting built up as each hit landed.  It was about to go
from discomfort to actual pain when suddenly the hits stopped.  Through the
sting Pupsiie could feel Jane's hand softly rubbing back and forth on her
freshly reddened ass.

   The last of the sting had just disappeared when suddenly 6 more hits
rained down on her butt.  This time the sting built up much faster.  The
overall sting peaked a tad higher this time also.  This time it actually
reached what Pupsiie considered pain.  But the rubbing hand quickly wiped
it away.

   The next round took it even higher.  Knowing that the spanks would most
likely stop again, Pupsiie was easily able to endure them.  This time,
however, when Jane started rubbing she also let one of her fingers slide
between Pupsiie's butt cheeks.

   "Oh!" Pupsiie let out in surprise when she felt the finger slide up and
down the crack of her ass.

   Little jolts of excitement shot up Pupsiie's spine as that naughty
finger slid back and forth over her asshole.  Being touched there was
disgusting and humiliating, yet felt so good.  Especially in comparison to
the spanking.  The finger rubbed back and forth like that about 5 times
before it withdrew.

   Pupsiie was about to moan in protest.  Then she felt the palm slapping
down on her rear end again.  This time she hardly even noticed the pain. 
All she could think about was whether Jane would rub her asshole again.

   As the hits landed, Pupsiie did her best to spread her legs.  It meant
letting more of her weight being supported my her mid section but she
didn't care.  She wanted to make sure Jane had as easy of access as
possible.

   Sure enough, as the hits stopped the hand rubbed her butt for a moment
and then the finger dipped down between her cheeks again.  Thanks to the
new access, this time it went even further down and slid across the bottom
of her cunt before working it's way back up and across her asshole.  It
went back and forth like this for a half a minute before it left and the
spanking continued.

   This time as the hits landed, Pupsiie did her best to slide her upper
body further across Jane's knee.  Her face got about 4 inches closer to the
floor before she stopped.  Any further and she risked loosing her balance
and sliding all the way across.  She was sure that 4 inches should be far
enough to give Jane full access now to her cunt.

   Of course, the position also raised her rump which exposed it even
further to the spanking.  She wasn't sure, but it felt like Jane was
spanking her harder now also.

   "That's a good little slut."

   Pupsiie pretended not to hear the comment over the loud slaps on her
ass. However, she couldn't help but blush.  It wasn't until she heard the
comment that Pupsiie fully realized what she had been doing.  She was
basically begging Jane to spank and play with her.  She might not have used
words but the motives of her actions were blatantly obvious.

   Pupsiie forgot all about the embarrassment when the spanks stopped and
that wicked finger went back to work.  This time it ran all the way from
her asshole to her clit.  Back and forth, back and forth.  It was so
delicious in comparison to the pain of the spanking.

   After almost a minute of this the finger stopped.  However, no spanks
followed.

   "We can stop now if you want," Jane whispered down to her.  "Do you want
me to stop?"

   "No."

   The reply was less than a whisper.

   "I didn't hear you," Jane said as she smiled down at the girl.

   "No," Pupsiie said louder this time.

   "No?" Jane asked.  "Does that mean you want me to spank you or that you
don't want me to?"

   "Please spank me."

   As she made the request, tears started to drip to the carpet below her.
She felt like such a slut.  A good girl would cry if she got spanked.  Only
a slut would cry at the prospect of the spanking coming to an end.

   Jane knew that it was mainly the drug talking.  Without the drug,
Pupsiie might have felt some pleasure but she would have gladly asked for
the spanking to stop.  However, it still turned Jane on to hear the girl
begging.  It also turned Jane on knowing that in time Pupsiie would be
trained to the point that she would act this way even without the drug.  It
wouldn't be just an "act" either.  Jane knew this first hand.  Her sister
sometimes "rewarded" her with spankings like this and Jane never failed to
get turned on.

   Jane would never admit it, even to her mistress, but sometimes she even
got turned on when the spankings were meant as a punishment and not a
reward.  If the spanking wasn't too hard she could even cum sometimes from
it.  It always scared her when she would cum like this.  The pain and the
pleasure would get so mixed together that she often felt like she was going
crazy.  For all she knew, maybe she was crazy.

   While the thought was a little disturbing, it did give her an idea.  She
reached way over to the night stand and opened one of the drawers.  She
pulled out a rather large vibrator.

   The vibrator was almost two inches thick and close to 12 inches long. 
Sarah told Jane that it was the smallest one she had.  Jane wondered if
Sarah had bought it just for her new slave or if it was one she had gotten
years ago for personal use.  Sarah was a pretty nice mistress so Jane
guessed that it was probably the latter.

   One thing that was clear, however, was that Sarah hadn't given it to
Jane so it could be used on Pupsiie.  It was only meant to be used as "show
and tell" material.  But they were well past show and tell.

   The vibrator looked absolutely huge in comparison to Pupsiie as Jane
slid it back and forth through the younger girl's crack.  It didn't look
possible that such a large object would ever fit into such a small girl. 
However, Jane knew that Robert had gotten his hands on the girl.  That
meant that at least one of her holes had been stretched much wider than 2
inches.  The only question was, which one?

   Jane slid her finger up the girl's cunt hole earlier and it had felt
rather tight.  However, Pupsiie's asshole looked pretty tight also.  If she
had to, Jane would have guessed Robert took the girl's ass cherry and left
her cunt alone.  That way the girl's doctor would be less likely to notice
during her next physical.

   It didn't really matter though.  Jane knew that while Pupsiie might be
able to handle it, sticking the huge vibrator up one of the girl's holes
would be way over the line.  Sarah was a nice mistress but she wasn't nice
enough to overlook something like that.  If Pupsiie was going to have one
of her holes drilled then it would be by her mistress or as a minimum via
her mistress' orders.  Certainly not something that Jane could just take
upon herself to do.

   That said, Jane did press the tip of the vibrator against each of the
holes just to see which one might have a little give to it.  Both seemed to
be equally tight.  Jane just shrugged and went back to work.

   "Squeeze this between your legs," Jane said as she slid the huge
vibrator long ways between the girl's legs.

   Pupsiie let out a moan of pleasure as she closed her legs and the length
of the vibrator was hugged in tight against her cunt.  She let out a much
louder moan when Jane turned a knob on the bottom of the vibrator and it
suddenly came to life.

   "If you know what is good for you then you won't let that fall to the
floor," Jane told her.

   As if Pupsiie would ever let that happen.  The vibrator felt a billion
times better than Jane's finger had.  Within seconds Pupsiie felt an orgasm
trying to peak.  The orgasm as slapped away though by a hard spank from
Jane.  It came right back just a few seconds later only to be slapped away
by yet another spank.  This happened again and again.

   "Please," Pupsiie finally begged after 5 minutes of this torture.

   "Shut up and concentrate," Jane growled.  "If you want to be a good
slave then you have to learn how to cum like this."

   Pupsiie was a little confused by the mention of being a slave, but her
real focus was on the word "cum".  That was all that mattered right now. 
So, she did what Jane said and concentrated on that lovely vibration
between her legs.

   It started to work also.  The orgasm built up much faster this time. 
But, the next spank came sooner also.  The harder she concentrated the
faster it would build.  However, somehow Jane could sense it and would
increase the spanks accordingly.

   Pupsiie felt like she was at the deep end of the pool and she was
struggling to bring her head out from under the water to take a breath. 
However, someone was constantly pushing her back under.  And as hopeless as
the situation seemed, she just couldn't give up.  Just like her body
demanded air, it now demanded that orgasm.

   It wasn't long until Jane had to go into a full spanking in order to
hold the orgasm at bay.  At this point Pupsiie was crying profusely, as
much out of pain as frustration.  The spanking went on for another minute
before Pupsiie noticed a slight change in the sting from the slaps.  While
the slaps diminished the pleasure of the building orgasm, it seemed that
now the pleasure was starting to diminish the pain of the slaps.  This in
turn allowed the orgasm to bloom further.

   A minute later and the pleasure had taken over.  The pain was still
there, but at the same time it wasn't.  Pupsiie's tears were now of joy at
the knowledge that her orgasm would not be denied after all.

   "Oh, God!" Pupsiie let out as the orgasm finally hit her.

   It was so strong that it frightened her.  For a moment she thought she
might actually die from it.

   It was more than just the strength that scared her though.  It was also
the nature of it.  Linda had gotten her used to orgasms mixed with
humiliation and pleasure.  But this one had that with a lot of pain on the
side.  All three feelings seemed to pull her mind in different directions.
For an instant it even felt like her mind had actually split into thirds
from all the tugging.

   But, as the orgasm finally started to die down, Pupsiie found her brain
was still in one piece.  Unfortunately, this was only because the pleasure
had stopped tugging on it.  She was left with just the humiliation and the
sting of the spanking.  Sensing this, Jane stopped spanking the girl and
began rubbing the rosy red ass cheeks instead.  It wasn't long and most of
the sting vanished and Pupsiie was just left with lots of humiliation.

   Jane made Pupsiie lick the dildo clean, but other than that she didn't
molest the girl any more that night.  Not really anyway.  They played dress
up and did each other's makeup like most normal girl's their age would do.
That said, Jane did maintain the dominant role through all of this.  For
example, she decided on all outfits to try on.  She also didn't ask but
told Pupsiie to do this or that.  Threats of punishment were also given out
if Pupsiie was a little slow or something.

   Jane also continued to tell made up stories about her last girlfriend.
She described in vivid detail all the naughty things she did to the girl.
It was clear to Pupsiie that these were more than just stories.  They were
also an agenda of the things Jane planned to do to her in the days to come.

   10.

   The following few weeks were pretty standard operating procedures.

   This of course bored Robert even further.  Sure there were times here
and there in the training when it would get exciting.  However, most of the
time it was just a repeat of what he had seen while training over a half
dozen other slaves.  Only it was worse because he wasn't really getting in
on any of the action.

   Robert was tempted to go out and get himself a new slave.  Well, if he
did this it wouldn't have been a real slave, just some recreation.  Maybe
an 11-year old kid he could keep around the RV for kicks and grins.  He
probably wouldn't take the kid past the dick sucking stage of their
training.  Going any further would be too distracting.  He had his plate
full keeping an eye on Pupsiie's training.

   He would probably pick a boy.  Not only would a boy be easier to
acquire, but Robert would be able to get a lot more humiliation out of the
kid.  That's really all Robert wanted right now, someone he could humiliate
all day.  You know, something to help pass the time.

   All it would take would be a session or two with the belt and Robert
would have the boy crawling around the RV begging to suck dick.  The boy
would be red faced with shame and humiliation, but he would do it.  If
Robert got a boy that was just the right size then he could even dress the
kid up in some of Linda's clothes.  God, the look on the boy's face would
probably be priceless as he knelt on the floor dressed in girl's clothes
and slurping down Robert's cum.

   A few photos of that would also make for good insurance when Robert let
the boy loose.  There would be no doubt the boy would never tell the cops
or anyone what happened to him.

   If he stayed away from the boy's asshole then there wouldn't be any
major red flags that the kid had been sexually abused.  The kid could
easily deny anything ever happening.  He could just say he ran away and hid
in an abandoned house or in the woods or something for a few weeks.

   While Robert did a lot of fantasizing about it, he didn't dare attempt
it.  He knew his plate was already too full.  If he added this to his plate
then he could easily overlook something or screw up in some other way.  It
was better to be bored than to get caught by the police.

   Besides, he had another abduction to plan already.  Only this wasn't
your ordinary abduction.  This person wouldn't ever be returning home once
Robert took them.  With that in mind, Robert had to plan the abduction in
extremely fine detail.

   Actually, the abduction itself was going to be rather easy.  That is, if
it went as planned.  It was all of the "what ifs" that required Robert to
stay focused and think out every detail and possible scenario.

   That is not to say he spent every waking moment thinking about it. 
There were many distractions.  Like the first time Sarah got to play with
Pupsiie.  As Robert watched the video feed, he was certain he was just as
nervous as Sarah was.  It was all out of his hands after all.

   Sure, he had spent days on end preparing Sarah.  He told her exactly
what she should do and say.  He also told her how to read Pupsiie's body
language, etc.  However, in the end it was Sarah alone with Pupsiie and not
him.  He was completely at Sarah's mercy to either get this right or
totally fuck it up.

   The upside of course was that regardless of how it turned out it was
pretty low risk for Robert.  If Sarah fucked it up then he would just go
pick up Jane and head for the border.  Sarah knew Robert's first name and
could give a general discription of what he looked like.  However, it was
far from enough to find him.  He even made sure he wore gloves while
setting up Sarah's video equipment.  Not that his prints were even on file.

   Of course, chances are Pupsiie wouldn't tell anyone anyway.  Heck,
regardless of how bad Sarah did, Robert was sure Pupsiie would not only
keep her mouth shut but even return to the trailer for more the next day.
Robert could just tell from the videos that the young girl was getting a
taste for pussy.  Sure, she put on a good show of crying and begging, but
he could tell she was enjoying herself more often than not.  Especially
once she got some of Robert's special formula in her.

   Boy did Pupsiie like that formula.  Dr.  Kelly swore the stuff wasn't
highly addictive but you wouldn't know that by looking at Pupsiie.  Jane
took some revealing photos of Pupsiie that first day, but you could tell
Pupsiie kept returning mainly for that formula and not because of the
blackmail.  They cut the dose back even and she still got off on the stuff.

   One day Jane injected the stuff up her own asshole and had Pupsiie suck
it out.  Jane didn't even have to ask twice.  Pupsiie got down on the floor
and started sucking.  She cried the whole time but she did it.  They didn't
do much else that day though since injecting it up her asshole got Jane
even more drugged up than Pupsiie.

   In addition to cutting dosage back a little each visit, Jane started
feeding it to Pupsiie anally instead of orally.  Pupsiie didn't know what
to make of it the first time Jane injected the stuff up the young girl's
asshole.  However, the affect of the drug was much stronger and Pupsiie
seemed to welcome the drug enema after that first day.

   The wild thing though is that Jane cut the dosage almost every day.  Now
the dosage was more water than drug.  Yet, Pupsiie seemed to react the same
as she did when it was full strength.  Dr.  Kelly said this would happen
but Robert hadn't believed him.

   According to Dr.  Kelly, after about two weeks you could go to pure
water and the girl would still react as though she was drugged.  The doctor
explained it to Robert but it was all over his head.  Something about the
components the doctor had added that fucked with the slave's mind.  A kind
of brain washing in a way.  Which of course was why Robert wasn't so fond
of using the stuff on slaves he was training.  Breaking the slave was half
the fun.

   Pupsiie wasn't Robert's slave anymore.  Not really.  She was Sarah's. 
He could tell Sarah got off on the whole slave/mistress thing.  However,
she clearly wasn't into the finer points of the process.  Not yet anyway.
In time she might regret using a crutch like the drug, but right now she
just had her sights on getting the little girl's head between her legs.

   "Jane's not here today," Sarah said as Pupsiie entered the trailer.

   Pupsiie was already half way to Jane's room before Sarah could even say
anything.  Pupsiie's rush to get to Jane's room brought a smile to Sarah's
face.  Jane had become rather rough with Pupsiie lately.  So, it was either
the drug that ushered Pupsiie to Jane's room or the fear of punishment if
she were to delay too long.

   There was a mix of emotions on Pupsiie's face when she heard Jane wasn't
there.  She looked primarily happy at the thought of having a day's
reprieve.  However, it also meant no drug today.  Of course, Pupsiie didn't
know it was a drug.  She thought it was just alcohol.  She wished she knew
what kind though.  Her mother kept a small stash of alcohol.  Pupsiie
sampled almost every one of them and none tasted like what Jane provided
her.  The effects were also different.

   "Do you know when she will be back?"

   Sarah could tell the girl was praying Jane would be gone for a long
while.  The truth was, Jane wasn't gone at all.  She was in her room hiding
just in case everything went to shit.  If Pupsiie ran from the trailer and
made a scene then Jane would be Sarah's alibi.

   If things got too far out of hand and the cops were called, Jane would
be there to help Sarah dispose of the video receiver and other evidence. 
That is what Robert and Jane told Sarah anyway.  The truth was that if
things got that much out of hand then Jane would sneak out the back door
and rush to Robert's RV down the road.  They would then head out of town
and never look back.

   Sarah would be left there holding the bag.  And once the cops spoke with
Pupsiie, Sarah would probably get blamed for not just these recent
activities but Pupsiie's original training as well.  After all, Sarah would
be the only person of legal age that Pupsiie ever came into contact with.

   It wouldn't matter if Pupsiie could give detail discriptions of Robert,
Linda and Jane.  They were all minors.  The cops would assume they were
just 3 more of Sarah's victims who she forced to do those nasty things to
Pupsiie.  As long as they never found them, the cops would never suspect
otherwise.  Hell, even Sarah probably wouldn't say otherwise.  She would be
fucked either way.  By just accepting the blame she might at least get some
lenency from the court.

   So, even if the plan failed it would be one more loose end Robert could
scratch off his list.  That said, Robert didn't want the plan to fail.  It
just wouldn't be fair to Pupsiie.  She was clearly a submissive.  It would
sadden him to deny her a lifetime of sexual slavery.  Of course, it would
also turn him on always knowing she is out there being treated like a
slave. Especially knowing that it was all his doing.

   "She won't be back until tomorrow," Sarah said.  "I sent her to a
friend's house so you and I could have a little talk."

   Pupsiie had looked very anxious to leave the house.  Now she looked even
more so.  Sarah motioned for Pupsiie to have a seat on the couch.  When the
girl didn't move right away Sarah gave her a very stern verbal command to
do so.

   "I'm very upset with you and Jane," Sarah began as she sat on the couch
next to Pupsiie.  "I was cleaning Jane's room and ran across something very
disturbing."

   At that, Sarah picked up a remote control and pointed it at the DVD
player.  Pupsiie looked on in horror as an image of herself popped onto the
TV screen.  She immediately started to get up from the couch in order to
leave.  Sarah was prepared and grabbed the girl's shoulder and held her in
place.

   "She made..."

   "Don't even start!" Sarah growled.  "I've watched the whole video.  It
is pretty clear that no one was making you do anything you didn't want to
do."

   Pupsiie was about to continue her protest, but she was silenced by the
look Sarah gave her.

   "I can't believe that you two girls did this under my own roof," Sarah
continued.  "I'm only half as pissed as your mom is going to be when she
hears about this."

   "No!" Pupsiie said in shock.  "You can't tell her!  Please don't."

   "I don't have much choice in the matter," Sarah said.  "Don't
misunderstand, I have nothing against two girls having sex with each other.
In fact, I like to do it also.  However, Jane will be leaving soon. 
Without her here to pleasure you, I'm certain you will look elsewhere.  As
young as you are, you could get mixed up in some very bad crowds that way.
You could even get kidnapped, raped or worse.  No, I just couldn't have
that on my conscious.  You need adult supervision in this area to ensure
you are safe."

   "I promise I'll never do it again," Pupsiie anxiously stated as she
watched Sarah pick up the phone.

   Sarah of course had no intention of calling Grace.  Heck, she didn't
even have the woman's phone number.

   "Sugar, I know you mean that," Sarah said as she held the phone in her
right hand.  "It's out of your control though.  It's all of those hormones.
You already let them get the best of you and you haven't even really
started puberty yet."

   Pupsiie was angry that the older women would just assume the worst of
her.  She kept her anger in check though.  She had too if she was going to
keep this woman from telling her mom.  She would just die if her mom found
out what Jane and her had been doing.

   "Couldn't you?" Pupsiie said in almost a whisper.

   "Couldn't I what?"

   "You know," Pupsiie said as she blushed deeply.  "Couldn't you supervise
me?"

   This caught Sarah completely off guard.  Yes, this had been the goal. 
However, Sarah was certain it was going to be her trying to talk Pupsiie
into this arrangement and not the other way around.  Robert told her that
the girl was a true submissive slut...  maybe he was right.  She had to be
in order for this corny dialogue Robert gave Sarah to work so easily.

   "I don't know, you are pretty young for me," Sarah said as she pretended
to think over the proposal.

   Pupsiie's eyes got big when she realized Sarah had misunderstood her
proposal.  She didn't want to have sex with the older woman.  Sarah was old
enough to be her mother.  It was gross just thinking about it.  For that
matter, it was gross thinking about having sex with any girl.

   Pupsiie was about to correct the misunderstanding but paused.  Her
initial pause had been just to figure out a way of correcting it without
insulting or hurting the feelings of the older woman.  However, she
couldn't think of anything that wouldn't most likely end up with Sarah
calling her mom.

   As she paused, Pupsiie looked at Sarah.  She seen the woman many times
before, but had never looked at her in "that" way.  Now that she did,
Pupsiie realized the woman wasn't all that bad.  She wasn't that wrinkly
kind of old or fat or anything.  Doing sexual things with Sarah still
sounded gross, but at the same time she couldn't help but wonder how it
would be compared to Linda and Jane.  Pupsiie couldn't imagine it could be
worse.  Those two girls were mean and made her do some nasty things.

   "Please," Pupsiie finally whispered as she looked down at her lap and
blushed.

   Sarah could tell the girl didn't really want her.  She was just stuck
between a rock and a hard place.  That suited Sarah just fine.  It would be
a lot more fun knowing Pupsiie wasn't always enjoying herself.

   "Well, if we are going to do this then I don't want you getting all
lovey dovey on me," Sarah said as she put the phone back down.  "It is
clear from the video how you like to be treated.  I'll do that for you but
don't expect me to treat you nice or anything.  You are much too young to
be my girlfriend."

   Pupsiie didn't reply.  She just kept her head bowed.  That is not to say
she didn't want to reply.  It took every ounce of will power not to scream
at Sarah that she didn't like being treated the way Jane treated her.  For
that matter, she didn't like having sex with women at all.  Saying those
things, however, would result in Sarah picking up the phone again.

   Sarah couldn't believe Robert's plan was actually working.  When Robert
told it to her she thought for sure it would fail.  She only went along
with it because if it failed she could just revert to her plan.  Her plan
was much more simple.  She would show the video to the girl and then tell
her to start eating her pussy.  If the bitch refused then she would hold
her down and force some of the drug formula down her throat.  Once she was
drugged up she would be more than willing to perform.

   She would then make the girl do things that would shame her so much that
she would never tell anyone.  And if she did tell anyone then Sarah would
just deny it.  She even had Jane as an alibi.

   While her plan was a bit more crude, the end result was the same.  Or at
least that is what Sarah thought earlier in the day.  Now that the plan was
working she started realizing the finer advantages of Robert's plan. 
Unlike her plan, Robert's didn't just allow her to fuck with Pupsiie's
body. It also allowed her to fuck with the girl's mind.  With Sarah's plan,
Pupsiie would give up her body because she was forced to do so.  With
Robert's plan, the girl was basically begging Sarah to abuse her.  Almost
as though it was Pupsiie's idea.  Or at least in Pupsiie's mind it would
seem that way.

   Sarah wondered if this plan would work on any girl or if it only worked
on Pupsiie because of her prior conditioning.  The more she thought about
it the more she realized it was the prior conditioning.  She knew this plan
would have never worked on herself when she was a child.

   It was a shame too.  She would have killed to know how Robert got the
girl to the point she was at now.  She wondered if Pupsiie might one day
tell her all the details.  Knowing the secret would allow her to maybe
build a whole stable of slaves.  Even as she thought it, Sarah knew it was
just a fantasy.  She was scared shitless just taking on Pupsiie.  There is
no way she would ever attempt to take on another little girl, let alone
many of them.

   That said, Pupsiie's mom was a different story.  Once Sarah had full
control of the daughter than the mother would probably be easy to acquire.
It of course would take a lot of thought and planning.  She was getting way
ahead of herself though.  For now, she knew she should just focus on the
daughter.

   "Well, I guess we should set some ground rules," Sarah said after a long
pause.  "The first one is that you should strip down naked whenever we are
alone in my trailor.  At least until I can buy you a few play outfits to
wear."

   Pupsiie didn't understand what Sarah meant by "play outfits".  She
pondered it for several seconds.  Then she heard Sarah clear her throat. 
Pupsiie looked up at her and then blushed when it became clear the older
woman was waiting for her to remove her clothes.

   "I...I should be going h..."

   "Now!" Sarah growled at the cowering girl.  "You have already earned
yourself a spanking.  Don't make it worse by pissing me off."

   Pupsiie swallowed hard as she took off her clothes as fast as she could.
Sarah always seemed like a nice lady.  Hearing such harsh tones come from
her mouth sent chills down Pupsiie's spine.

   Pupsiie was wearing a yellow sundress which only took her about 5
seconds to pull up and over her head.  This left her in her underwear and
shoes and socks.  Sarah knew that a real mistress would tell her slave to
never wear underwear again.  However, Pupsiie just looked too cute in it.
Plus, there was also the risk of her mother noticing.

   While Pupsiie looked cute in the underwear, it was far from being
provocative in nature.  The undershirt and panties were both a light blue
with white dots.  The closest thing to being "sexy" about them was the
white cotton lace-like trimming.  Neither item even hugged her very tight.
Not that there was much to hug.

   Pupsiie blushed profusely as she removed the undergarments.  She had
done this many times with Linda and Jane, but never with Sarah.  Not only
was this someone new but the woman was at least as old as her own mother.
Other than a doctor, it had been years since anyone that old had seen her
naked.  So long that Pupsiie couldn't really recall the last time off hand.
She was sure though that at some point she must have taken baths and
showers naked with her mom...  she just didn't remember them.

   Pupsiie gave Sarah a timid glance as she pulled the undershirt over her
head.  She was embarrassed to expose herself to the older lady, but at the
same time she was curious how disappointed Sarah might be.  There was no
doubt in Pupsiie's mind though that Sarah would be disappointed.  Pupsiie
just didn't have anything to offer.  Her body was almost completely
undeveloped.  Her aereola sometimes puffed up a little but other than that
she was completely flat.  She didn't even have hair on your private parts
yet.

   Sarah was smiling when Pupsiie glanced at her.  While it was a good
sign, it certainly wasn't a guarantee that Sarah wasn't disappointed. 
Linda and Jane had similar smiles when she undressed for them also.  Yet,
both girls still made fun of her underdeveloped body.  And their bodies
weren't even that much more developed.  Sarah was a grown woman with at
least C cup breasts.  Pupsiie just couldn't imagine what she could provide
a woman like Sarah that she didn't already have or could easily get better
elsewhere.

   "Oh!" Pupsiie said in surprise when Sarah's hand came out and toyed with
the young girl's pussy.

   This caused Pupsiie to blush further.  Not only was the older woman
touching her private parts but Pupsiie had humped at the hand a couple
times before catching herself.

   "See what I mean about those hormones?" Sarah said.  "One little touch
and you are already acting like a slut."

   Pupsiie's eyes watered up as she tried to keep from crying.  The comment
was nothing compared to what Linda and Jane have said to her.  But deep
down she always knew that those girls were young like herself and therefore
seldom knew what they were talking about.  Sarah was an adult though.  As
such, her words stung a lot more.

   The truth was, Pupsiie wasn't sure why she humped the fingers.  It was
something Jane required her to do whenever she touched Pupsiie down there.
But this wasn't Jane.  Pupsiie tried to write it off as pure instinct, but
she knew it was more than that.  There had been a delicious tingle when
Sarah touched her there.

   "Can you get wet for mommy?" Sarah said as she played with Pupsiie's
pussy.

   Pupsiie realized that Sarah was taking on her mom's role as
"supervisor". Still, it seemed weird for the woman to reference herself as
"mommy".  It wasn't worth saying anything about.  She had much bigger
things to worry about, like the utter embarrassment of having an old lady
playing with her hoo-hah.

   "That's my girl," Sarah said as Pupsiie started to get wet.

   Pupsiie did her best to hold still but the stimulation was just too
much. After about a minute she started to slowly grind her groin against
those talented fingers.  And those fingers were definitely skilled.  Linda
and Jane always hit the right spots but their fingers always seemed a
little too eager and rough.  Sarah's seemed so delicate and soothing.  Her
fingers did a better job than Pupsiie could do herself.

   Still, Pupsiie tried her best to not get too carried away.  She knew she
was fighting a loosing battle, but if she could just fight it for a few
more minutes then maybe Sarah wouldn't think she was such a slut.  That
hope was dashed a second later when Sarah found Pupsiie's buttplug.

   "Well, aren't you full of surprises," Sarah said and then giggled at her
little pun.

   Jane started making Pupsiie wear the plug about 5 days ago.  Pupsiie was
so pre occupied with everything else going on that she had forgotten all
about it.  Pupsiie didn't think her embarrassment could possibly get any
worse.  She was proven wrong as Sarah began to play with the plug.

   Pupsiie immediately shot her right hand behind her to stop Sarah from
playing with the plug.  She put her hand on top of Sarah's and gave the
hand a small nudge.  She was too scared to put too much effort into the
protest.  Jane would probably give her a spanking with a belt for doing
something like that.  She didn't want to risk Sarah deciding to do the
same.

   The small nudge was Pupsiie's way of letting Sarah know she didn't like
having the plug played with.  Sarah either didn't get the message or simply
didn't care, because she just kept right on playing with it.

   Pupsiie hated having her butt played with in this manner.  Linda had
always focused mainly on her pussy.  However, this new girl, Jane, seemed
to enjoy playing with Pupsiie's asshole.  Jane told her that she would
eventually start enjoying the ass play.  Pupsiie didn't believe her.  Sure,
there were tiny tingles sometimes, but mainly it just hurt whenever Jane
stuck stuff in there.  Her butt seemed to always feel raw also.  Especially
now that Jane made her wear the plug all the time.

   Five days ago, Jane held up a small black box with a light on it and
said she would know if Pupsiie took the plug out.  Pupsiie was certain it
was a lie.  She had looked at the plug very carefully and it didn't look
mechanical in any way.  It was just a small flesh colored rubberish cone
with a stem.  It was even flexible.

   Pupsiie still tried wearing it at home that first day.  She couldn't get
used to it so she took it out.  Sure enough, 15 minutes later the phone
rang and it was Jane.

   "I said you could take it out for 10 minutes whenever you had to use the
bathroom," Jane had growled.  "Do I need to reduce that down to just 5
minutes?"

   Jane then hung up.  Pupsiie remembered rushing to her bedroom and
painfully forcing the thing back up her asshole.  She hadn't even taken the
time to spit on it first.  The insertion had been painful, but not as
painful as the spanking she got the following day in Jane's room.  Jane
also gave her a slightly larger plug as part of the punishment.  It still
fit, but barely.

   The larger plug was about 1.5 inches thick.  It was this plug she wore
for the past 4 days.  And it was this plug that Sarah was now twisting and
tugging on.  Pupsiie did a small dance each time Sarah would pull at the
plug.  Sarah felt Pupsiie looked absolutely adorable each time she would
dance around.  Pupsiie looked almost like she had to pee real bad.

   It wasn't pee though that was wetting Sarah's other hand.  There wasn't
a ton of cunt juice but there was enough to indicate the little slut was
getting off on the humiliation.

   "Don't you cum without asking first," Sarah warned.  "If I'm going to
supervise you in this manner then I need to make sure you cum at the right
times."

   Pupsiie began to cry.  All of the humiliation and embarrassment was just
too much for her.  To make matters worse, she could feel a climax
approaching.  She couldn't ask Sarah for permission to cum, she just
couldn't.  However, the harder she fought against it, the more intense the
climax seemed to build.

   "Please," Pupsiie finally whispered.

   "Please, what?" Sarah said as she continued to finger the girl.

   "Please, can I cum," Pupsiie said with a blush.

   "Don't forget to call me 'mommy'" Sarah growled.

   Pupsiie couldn't believe Sarah would ask her to do such a thing.  It
shocked her so much that for an instant the climax was almost forgotten. 
The tingles refused to be ignored though.

   "Mommy, can I please..."

   The climax hit her like a huge wave before Pupsiie could finish the
sentence.  As she bucked against Sarah's fingers, Pupsiie felt the plug pop
out and then back into her asshole a couple times.  Even this pain seemed
to somehow increase the intensity of the climax.

   Pupsiie felt more embarrassed than ever as she came down from her
climax. The humiliation of calling Sarah "mommy" had somehow triggered her
climax.  She even uttered "mommy" over and over throughout her climax like
a record player skipping.

   "Ten seconds," Sarah growled.  "My little girl couldn't wait a simple
ten seconds for me to give her permission to cum.  She's an even bigger
slut than I thought."

   Pupsiie had stopped crying but now started up again.  She cried not just
at Sarah's assessment of her but also at the knowledge that she would no
doubt be punished now.

   "Please don't punish me, mommy," Pupsiie said as she got her tears under
control.

   Sarah smiled when she heard this.  Not only was it a good indication
that Pupsiie had accepted her role in their new relationship, but the girl
even used Sarah's new title.  Sarah was certain that while Pupsiie might
accept her role as submissive, the title was just thrown in there to give
the plea for lenency a better shot at working.  It did too.

   As punishment, Sarah decided to just give Pupsiie an enema and a
slightly bigger plug.  The girl was already getting daily enemas so this
one was hardly a punishment.  Sarah did make sure the enema was a little
larger.  Plus of course there was the added embarrassment of having to do
it in front of a new person.  Still, the plug was the worst part of the
punishment.

   Sarah used a 2 inch plug.  This was much bigger than the 1.5 inch one
Pupsiie had been wearing.  It took over an hour to loosen the girl up
enough for it to fit.  Sarah could tell she had overdone it a bit, so she
only made Pupsiie were the larger one for the rest of her stay.  Before
leaving the trailer she replaced it with a 1.75 inch plug.  It was still
larger than the old one but considerably more comfortable than the 2-inch
one.

   Pupsiie ended up wearing the 2-inch plug for about 3 hours that day. 
They watched a couple "educational" videos during that time.  The films
were actually soft porn.  Sarah did a good job of selling it as educational
though.  She would stop it every so often and ask Pupsiie if she understood
what the actors were doing and whether she had ever tried these activities
or possibly fantasized about them.

   Sarah was both surprised and pleased at Pupsiie's honesty.  The young
girl even admitted to masturbating at home.  Of course, this wasn't that
huge of a confession when you consider the things Pupsiie no doubt guessed
Sarah had seen on the video of her and Jane.

   Sarah told Pupsiie she was rewarding her for her honesty by removing the
2-inch plug and giving her the 1.75 inch plug instead.  The truth was, the
2-inch plug was currently too big for Pupsiie and the girl couldn't seem to
keep from fidgeting constantly.  Sarah was scared Pupsiie's mom would
suspect something.

   Sarah was tempted to give the little girl another climax.  Or, even
better, make the girl give Sarah one.  However, that was not part of
Robert's plan.  Everything had worked out exactly like Robert predicted so
Sarah figured it was best to give him the benefit of the doubt and stick
with the plan.



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written as an adult fantasy.  The author does not condone such activities
in real life.  Also, I do not recommend that you try duplicating anything
mentioned in my stories; even if you are doing them legally.  I try to keep
most of the activities semi realistic, however, many of these things can
and probably would cause severe damage. 
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