Chapter 4
"Are you all right?"
I'm afraid I was grunting and groaning too much to answer at the moment.
Thrilling at the chance of moving my arms and legs to a different position, but hating the pain that came from doing it.
Teri had come in, and proceeded to untie the ropes holding me in the hideous hogtie I'd been left in.
All I could manage to do for a while was rolling around on the floor. My arms and legs felt like lead as they flopped helplessly at my sides. No longer wishing to acknowledge any of my commands to them.
I must have looked quite the sight. Stretched out as I was with dried cum smeared all over my face and hair.
A totally fucked out whore.
Except I hadn't been fucked!
God, but I wished I had been.
The only co-operation I was getting from my body was when my thighs finally agreed to rub together.
It wasn't much, but at least it was a step in the right direction.
Teri must have noticed too.
"Please don't. I don't want to be whipped anymore."
For the first time I turned to look at her. Neck and back muscles screamed as I did it, but I needed to see the girl.
As usual Teri was too cute for words.
Even if she was dressed a bit weird.
It was as if someone had attempted to put her in a school girl's uniform. Only not many of those came with white, transparent blouses.
Or pleated skirts that were too short to hid even a girl's panties.
If Teri had had any on.
The skirt was short enough to easily show me that the rest of Teri's golden pubic hair had been removed. Making her look younger and more innocent then ever before.
The last thing I noticed were her shoes. I don't think I'd ever seen saddle shoes that had a high heels on them before.
Like I said, weird. But certainly no weirder than anything else that had gone on around me for the last couple of days.
I swallowed a few times to wet my throat. Wetting it to where I thought maybe my voice would work.
Everywhere even close to my neck was still so sore after the heavy face fucking I'd been given.
"I'm ... I'm fine," I gasped out. "More important, how are you?"
My arm slowly moved my hand up where it could feebly brush at the caked spunk I was wearing like a mask. It felt good to be able to move by myself again. "O. K." But she didn't sound very convincing. "Oh God, what have they been doing to you?"
The blonde stood and looked around the room as if expecting to find someone watching us.
"Nothing I'm not used to," she said with a toss of her head. "It's just different when you know it's no longer a game. Before it was just fun, kinky sex. Now I really am a slave."
"And...."
"It's just that bitch!"
"Carol?"
"No, that fucking gorilla. Norma!" she spat, her arms hugging her chest tightly. Framing those pink nipples I wished I could chew on.
"I think someone has given me to her. For a while anyway. All she's interested in is whipping me or having me suck her cunt. And she whips hard."
"I'm sorry I got you into this."
"Me too. I'd much rather be at home licking you."
God, but I wished she could. Right now!
I also wished I could hold her. Hug her tight and comfort her.
"Ah! Isn't this sweet?"
We both spun to see Norma in the doorway.
How long had she been there?
And more important, how much had she heard?
A shiver ran through me. I hoped the woman hadn't heard what Teri had said about her. The last thing I wanted was to make life worse for this sweet girl.
To get her punished further for my stupidity.
But it sounded to me like the woman's heels were hitting the floor terribly hard as she came across the room.
A woman with a mission.
"You got her untied? Good. But you have other things to attend to don't you?"
Teri nodded her head. She was also very aware of the danger she was facing if the woman had overheard us.
"Then you better get going Tits. You don't have much time. And you better not disappoint me. Again!"
Shit! She must have heard at least part of our conversation.
Hopefully not enough to get Teri into trouble though.
The girl was turning to exit when Norma's hand flashed out. SMACK!
The swat nearly lifting the girl off her feet.
"I think you and I are going to have a talk later!"
Teri only gave a brief glance over her shoulder before hurrying out of the dungeon.
It had been enough to show me the tears running down her cheeks.
"Now for you."
The amazon took hold of my leather collar and hauled me up to my knees.
"I got better things to do than look after you cunts. Been lounging around all fuck'n day, and just because Mistress wants to see you, I gotta come make you look like something."
Lounging!
If this was her idea of a good time I'd be more than happy to treat her to some of it.
It make an interesting picture in my mind as I thought of her hogtied.
Laying helpless at my feet.
"I don't know what you're thinking about, but you better knock it off," she growled. "Get up, and get your ass into the bathroom. And if I see your hand get anywhere near that sticking gash you call a twat, I'll personally rip your clit off! Understand?"
I quickly nodded my head.
SMACK!
The slap in the face drove me back down to the concrete.
"That's yes Mistress! It's what you're to call me. Unless we're in the presence of Mistress Addams, then you call me Slave Trainer. Got it? You slave, me trainer. Is that simple enough for you to understand?"
"Yes Mistress," I hissed out through clenched teeth."
"Good. Then while you're down there, why don't you kiss my boots?"
I wanted to chew through them and bite her foot off instead. But I suppose happy thoughts like that would have to wait until I was able to move better.
Unfortunately, at the moment, I didn't have much choice but to do as she told me.
I was all but frothing with anger as my lips touched her boot leather.
Kissing each one quickly twice. Staying quietly in my crouched position. Hoping she wouldn't force me to go on.
"That's better, cunt. Now get your fat ass up and in the other room."
I did my best, but it still came down to Norma having to help me to my feet. Even then I nearly fell several times.
I was just too damn weak. My body had simply gone through too much in the last few hours.
The amazon put a wooden stool in the center of the large bathroom, and pointed at it.
"Sit your ass down. You'd be wise to put your hands behind your back. It'd be a shame if I were to think you were going to touch yourself without permission."
Then her eyes narrowed. "Or worse, you wouldn't want me to think you were going to attack me."
We looked at each other for what seemed like minutes. Sizing each other up.
Norma was big, there was no doubt there, but I felt sure I could take her. She was big and powerful, but she didn't move right.
I felt sure that in a fight she'd resort to using force. To brute it out.
I had no idea if she'd had any self defense training, but I was going to keep myself ready in case I got the chance to test her.
For the moment though, I sat down.
Clasping my hands meekly behind my back.
Spreading my legs and stretching them behind me until I was in a position I wouldn't be able to move quickly from.
Showing the woman she was safe from assault.
She glared at me once more. I don't know if she was making sure I was really planted, or if she just wanted gloat over me for a while longer.
Proving she'd won this round.
Norma filled a bucket with hot, soapy water which she put on the floor next to me. Then she came at me with a large sponge.
After all I had been through, and the way Norma had just been looking at me, the last thing I expected was a moment of tenderness.
Her hands were surprisingly gentle as she cleaned me off.
Being very thorough as she moved the sponge over my body.
The water felt so good. Perking my sore muscles right up.
My head fell back as I enjoyed this wonderful massage.
Moaning out loud when Norma's hands soaped down my breasts. They had been so sore after having me laying on them for so long during my hogtie.
My breathing was getting faster and faster.
I hadn't expected to be getting turned on like this.
My mind had been so set on hating this woman that I wasn't prepared to find myself liking her in any way, shape or form.
I was so turned on that I was leaning my chest forward. Pressing my breasts into her hands.
Hoping she keep on with what she was doing for much longer.
Groaning my disappointment loudly when she abruptly stopped.
Forcing my eyes to focus once more, I saw that Norma had stopped, but only because she was reaching back into the water bucket.
Soaking the sponge. Filling it with freshly hot water.
On the next pass she reached lower than my chest.
Lightly rubbing across my belly. I could feel the water dripping down between my legs.
Running along my slit.
Causing my pussy to roar back into full arousal!
My thighs started to close.
I wanted so badly to rub them against each other.
"Don't move!" Norma's voice was stern, but not rough. Almost as if she were showing me some pity.
Showing me some understanding.
Her hands were moving the sponge along the top of my thigh now. Part of it was no doubt to keep me from moving my leg any further.
To keep me spread and wanting.
My eyes roamed over her body for the first time since her change in heart.
In hand bathing me Norma had also gotten a good deal of soapy water on her self. Making her figure shimmer and shine as light reflected off the wetness.
There was something in the way her boobs were jiggling. Actually bouncing off of each other as if they were fighting for space on her chest.
To wash my legs Norma had to kneel down next to me.
Her thighs spreading widely, and her ass nearly touching the tiled floor.
I hadn't really looked at her sex before.
I'd noticed that she was shaved just like Teri and I were, and I chalked that up to the fact that she was also supposed to be a slave.
But I hadn't been very interested in her.
Women simply didn't attract me in that way.
Well, except maybe for Teri. But she was special.
So I never bothered to look any further south than the wide leather belt Norma always seemed to have on.
It had held far more interest for me.
Yes she carried all sorts of nasty, hurting things there. Each carefully clipped on in such a way she could grab them quickly for when a slave needed punishment.
It was also where she carried her keys.
Even if she was a slave herself, Norma seemed to have run of the estate. Being in charge of all slave training meant she had to have access to them.
And had to have the keys to anything they might be locked with.
Keys to the city, so to speak.
Now for the first time did my glance go lower than just the large keyring.
Staring right at her bald pussy.
Shocking me as I looked at her pierced labia!
A reaction that Norma instantly picked up on.
"What? What's got into you?"
I could only wish that something had gotten in me.
Fucking me into blissful oblivion. But such was not the case.
And reality was getting much too weird here. "That ... I mean, those!"
"My rings? We all have them. Once you're trained you'll get some too. So will our little friend."
"WHAT!"
"I think she'll look great with them. She's a born slave slut. I'm half surprised she wasn't born with a set."
Now that I'd seen them, I couldn't take my eyes off the gleaming rings.
"Yes but ... don't they hurt?"
"Do ear rings bother you? No, I didn't think so. And just think of the possibilities."
I did, shuttering as my mind filled with pictures.
Stunned by the concept of the complete control it would give a person over a girl who wore rings like those.
How could she argue once anyone took hold of them?
One twist and....
Yet they were so pretty.
So female!
"I see you like them. Here, take a closer look."
Norma stood up slowly. On her heels, she was more than tall enough to bring her pussy to within a foot of my face.
Seeing the way I was looking at her, Norma leaned in even closer.
Close enough for me to smell her sex....
To see the small drops of juices gathering around her smooth lips!
"Go ahead. Get closer. Really look at them," she urged.
And I did.
Moving my head towards her.
I felt like a rabbit being hypnotized by a snake.
Completely aware of the danger approaching yet unable to do anything to protect myself.
Not stopping until my lips were nearly touching her smooth skin.
"Do it. Kiss my rings. Taste them."
Feeling strangely compelled, I did it.
The golden ring was much thicker than I thought it would be.
Too big to be in such a sensitive place. It felt warm.
More so than I would have guessed. But then nestled between her thighs as they were I'm surprised they hadn't melted long ago.
The ring also tasted just like her!
I was running my tongue all around the golden surface when Norma shifted on her high heels.
A move that brought first one, then the other ring to my lips.
"See? Aren't they lovely? Kiss them. Worship my rings!"
I wasn't aware of when it happened, but I found my hands reaching around Norma's hips.
Grabbing hold of her firm buttocks.
But I wasn't holding her tightly.
It was more for support. No, it was because I wanted her.
The bigger woman was still guiding my mouth . by turning her body side to side.
The amazon was showing me she felt no fear toward me. Allowing me to be this close without any bonds.
Displaying how easily she thought she could handle me. Turning it into a lesson for me. Embedding into my mind who the boss was. Now and always!
"That's good. Show me what else you can do.
Lick my pussy."
Her voice was so soft and throaty.
Reaching for my head, she guided me where she wanted my mouth to be.
It seemed only natural to go ahead. To do what the woman asked.
After all, I had already tasted her juices....
And my face was in the perfect position for it....
What harm would it do for me to....
So I lightly dragged my tongue across the length of her slit!
The amazon was so big. In so many ways. Her sex grove was huge.
It seemed hardly smaller than what Teri's ass crack was.
Now I could see why the little blonde didn't like the idea of being given to Norma. Whenever Teri would go down on this woman it must have seemed as if she were about ready to crawl inside her.
Face first!
Just like I was now.
And I couldn't believe what I was seeing. Norma's clit was practically as big as my thumb! Making it easy for me to suck it in between my lips.
Large enough that I came close to treating it like a cock.
Able to use my wet lips to slide along the fat bud as I bobbed my head.
"Yes my slave. Treat your Mistress nice. Suck that clit!"
I was. Sucking and flicking my tongue over that oversized bundle of nerves.
My head bobbing faster and faster.
Working hard as I tried to please my Mistress.
Being constantly urged on by Norma's gravely voice.
Making me want to do more. Needing to....
Damnit! Why was I acting like this? I was acting just like I'd been told to. Just like the messages on the tape had ordered me to do. DAMNIT!
This was more frightening than any of the whippings I had gotten.
Their brainwashing was working.
All it took was a small bit of kindness, and I suddenly found myself willingly sucking out the twat of a woman I disliked.
One that I'd much rather be beating the crap out of.
They were keeping me so busy trying to please these assholes that I'd stopped looking for ways to free myself.
And it would only get worse the longer I stayed in their clutches. Not stopping until I really was a good little slave girl!
But I couldn't think of a way out of it right now.
What else can you do when you've willingly stuck your face in someone's crotch?
Nothing. Nothing but finish off what I'd started.
I had been acting so tender, almost loving.
Not any more. Now I was working with grim determination.
Only wanting to give this devious bitch what she wanted, and get this disaster over with.
My mouth was getting dry from only playing with the woman's clit, so I took a moment to lick along her tremendous fuck trench.
Nearly losing my tongue as suction from the woman snapped her twat closed with the power of a door slamming.
How had Teri done this?
And how many times had the tiny blonde been forced lick the woman to satisfaction?
I didn't know, and I didn't want to find myself duplicating her record.
The bottom of my face was already covered with the amazon's juices....
Making me slippery....
My slick skin moving easily on her thighs as I targeted on Norma's clit.
Chewing on it until she grunted.
Cumming loudly in my mouth.
Virtually squirting her spend as a man would!
With a gentle pat on the head, the type you'd give a good dog, Norma stepped back from me.
"That was nice," she said.
The sponge was in her hand and she set about finishing my bath.
Carefully cleaning her cum from my lips.
"I'm so glad to see you behaving so well. Mistress will be pleased. And if you please her, maybe I can arrange something nice for you."
The sponge slowly made it's way down between my breasts....
Over my flat belly....
Rubbing sweetly over my pussy!
The soft sponge feeling just like a giant wet tongue lapping at me.
I was afraid I'd pass out, it felt so good.
My legs parting to the point I thought they'd dislocate. All in an attempt to give the sponge, and the hand guiding it, all the room they needed.
Rubbing and making me crazy.
Getting me so hot that I was ready to....
Molten liquid bubbling around inside me as....
Norma took her hand away!
"But I did what you wanted!"
"I know you did. And I hope you will continue to do so. It would make me so happy. But I can't let you cum until Mistress says so. You wouldn't want me to disobey her, would you?"
Black eyes bore through mine as the woman waited for my answer.
"No, no of course not," I agreed, my head shaking.
"But if you're a good girl, I may be given permission to help you." The bitch!
Making me think she actually cared about what happened to me.
Going on about my being a good girl. A lot of good it would do me.
She only said that in an effort to keep me in line.
Dangling the carrot of golden orgasms before me if I toe the line.
With a bit more of their brainwashing it might have even worked.
But I wasn't ready to give in yet. Or to let her know that I'd caught on.
I just sat there nodding in agreement.
Looking at her ever so starry eyed.
And submissive!
"Good then. Let's get you ready to see Mistress then."
Norma gave me a final rinse and helped me stand up, returning me to the dungeon.
Helping me into a pair of painfully high heels before locking the wide leather belt around my waist.
Making it tight enough to make me look at least ten pounds lighter.
Smiling at me sweetly as she locked my wrists to it. Keeping me where I wouldn't be able to cause any mischief.
Or be able to touch myself.
Acting as if she were my friend as she walked me through the massive house.
I'll never get over how the woman could be so at home with her nudity, or her station in life. It didn't seem to phase her one bit as the house servants looked at us.
All I wanted to do was curl up and hide from them.
Not that Norma would allow me to do it.
It was a true test of her of how friendly she could be as she steered me toward a large sitting room.
She stopped at the door, her hand on the knob.
"Remember, don't disappoint me. Be good and you'll be rewarded."
Giving me a hug with her free arm, the amazon pressed her breasts against me. Because of her height, most of her heavy chest wound up in my face.
I guess it was to supposed be a promise of things to come if I performed well.
It only served to piss me off even more.
The door opened, and Norma pushed me in. Her hand giving me a playful swat on the rump that wasn't quite playful enough.
Either that, or she wanted to make sure I understood that disappointing her would lead to a harsh punishment for me.
The room was exquisite. There wasn't a single piece of furniture inside that wasn't at the least stunning.
I had seen several antique stores that didn't have as many pieces, and that wasn't taking in regard that all of these were of excellent quality.
The slave trade must pay very well indeed!
I could hear other people in the room but it was the person in front of me I first recognized.
Teri!
Someone had put her in a caricature of a maid's uniform that seemed better suited for a french farce.
Her back was too me and she was slightly bent at the waist, legs straight. The ultra short skirt pulled high up.
So far up that I had an excellent view of Teri's lovely rump.
Made better by the fact that she had no panties on.
Black opera length nylons stopped just at the lower curves of her adorable bottom. Framing her bottom to perfection.
I'm not sure how she was able to stand the way she was. The shoes she had been given seemed to be nothing but one long, gradual arch.
Made that way because of the extreme heels on them.
They forced Teri's feet to look like a ballet dancer's.
Keeping the girl on her toes as if she were on pointe.
The girl finished with whatever she was doing and stood up straight.
Now I could see that her arms were bound.
Snuggled inside a black leather bag behind her back. Sort of an arm purse.
When she turned I could see the rest of her uniform.
A small bit of white lace went from her slave collar down to her waist, giving the impression of a formal shirt.
Except it wasn't big enough to cover even her small breasts.
It was the serving tray she carried that really caught my eye. Wooden, it seemed connected to her waist with some sort of belt.
Hinged at the belt in such a way it would move up and down easily. Not staying steady unless a great deal of caution was used.
It also meant the front was unsupported. but someone changed that with use of two thin cords.
Coming up from front outside corners of the tray, and traveled up....
Holding onto Teri's nipples by way of ugly looking steel clamps!
The girl never even looked in my direction, she simply turned and kept on moving.
Moving carefully to prevent the tray from bouncing any more than possible.
Once she was a few steps away I could see the people her body had been blocking.
Two women. One was Carol Addams and I didn't recognize the other.
"Good to see you," Carol said in way of greeting. "Do come closer. This is my good friend Contessa. Contessa, this is Slut."
The hispanic woman sitting next to Carol chuckled. This obviously wasn't the first time she had seen a naked woman in bondage.
There wasn't the slightest bit of shock on her beautifully serene face. She was doing her best to appear as if only mildly interested in my presence, but I could tell her eyes were taking me in.
Assessing my worth with a trained precision.
I slowly started toward the women, as bidded, but had to stop before crashing into Teri.
The girl was rushing in as quickly as she could on those impossible heels she wore. Serving drinks that must have been prepared by the regular house servants.
Wanting desperately to get rid of the drinks. Their extra weight adding to the painful pulling on her poor nipples.
Stretching her breasts way out of shape.
Now that I was much closer, I could see she was gritting her teeth from the pain the clips were causing her.
She stopped first in front of Carol.
As usual the woman was dressed in blue. For this occasion she had selected a lovely silk dress. Just the thing for an afternoon's lunch.
Tasteful and elegant. The cold bitch!
Teri looked much relieved with one drink gone, and hurried over to the Contessa.
The dark haired beauty was also dressed quite tastefully. Her's was a sequin gown that must have cost hundreds, if not thousands.
Her hand closed on the offered glass, but then stayed there.
It wasn't until I saw the pained look on Teri's face that I knew something was going on.
Instead of lifting the glass, the woman was pressing down on the tray.
Adding biting pressure to Teri's tortured breasts!
Stretching the nipples until I was afraid the skin would tear.
"Next time make sure there's sufficient ice," the woman said off handed.
Her hand still pressing down until Teri got out, "Yes Mistress! My apologies for not seeing to it the first time."
With a faint chuckle the Contessa took her drink, but not before Teri was on the verge of tears.
The poor girl's eyes were rolling back in their sockets as she tried to hide her pain.
Fighting to hold in her screams.
Teri then moved as fast as her heels would allow, scampering along in tiny steps. Wanting to put as much distance as possible between her and the two women.
But she didn't leave the room. She merely went to one wall, standing at the ready.
Probably a position she had been assigned, and she was more than a little scared of the dominants now.
Too afraid to take the chance of making them cross at her.
I shot a quick look at her standing there.
She didn't seem to want to return the look. As if saying to me she was mad at me. Holding me to blame for what was happening to her.
If it hadn't been for me she'd be safe right now.
But she couldn't stay that way for long, and I could tell she still cared.
That at least a part of her forgave me.
"What are you waiting for?"
Carol was sounding rather stern as she looked my way. Her hand motioning me to her side.
I nodded submissively and knelt by her side.
"I am so glad to see you acting so civilly," she said.
Her hand stroked my hair, making me think of how she had treated Louis like a pet dog. A simple act but one that pissed me off.
At least I managed to hide my feelings from the women for a while.
Carol's hand went though my hair once more, then slid down along my face. Continuing down to cup one breast.
"It helps so much when you do what you're told. When you act as how you're expected."
None of this was lost on the Contessa. She was leaning forward to get a better look.
Carol must have been bragging to her about how she had conquered me. Telling her friend about how easily I'd been broken.
It was easy to tell I was only meat.
Hanging out for display in the front window.
"Be a good girl and show the Contessa how glad you are to meet her."
Carol's hand released my breast. At the same moment the Contessa moved her foot ever so slightly.
Sticking it out by only a fraction of an inch.
Making it fairly obvious what was expected of me.
Still acting like a good slave girl, I bent down and kissed the woman's foot.
Even taking it a step further by moving over to kiss the other one.
"Now mine," Carol demanded.
For a change she wasn't wearing boots. High heeled sandals graced her feet at the moment, and when I did bend down to kiss her feet, she wasn't happy.
The bitch moved her feet around so I could kiss each of her toes.
Even then I swallowed my pride and did what was asked of me. All of it in the hope that once I had been shown off, I'd be sent away.
Possibly by myself so I might plan how to get out of this crazy house.
"Not bad. But the dear Contessa is our guest. Don't you think you can show her a better greeting?"
There it was.
The big test. Put up or shut up.
I moved back to kneeling in front of the dark haired woman. Kissing her feet much more lovingly this time.
Even kissing up to her ankles.
Not that I needed put out the extra effort.
The Contessa wasn't interested in letting me off the hook.
She was only interested in one thing.
Wanting to see if Carol had indeed been successr fill.
If I had been broken to the point of submitting to any demands made of me. Spreading her legs.
Showing me how long and lovely her legs were ... Along with the fact that she wasn't wearing any panties.
Her cunt hungry and waiting for me. But I wasn't ready to serve! "No."
"What!?"
"Don't be rude. DO AS YOU'RE TOLD!" Carol screamed.
"I refuse to give in to your sick perversions!"
"Sick ... Pervers ... NORMA! NORMA!"
Carol was up out of her chair, kicking at me.
Driving me across the floor.
The Contessa jerking her legs back together as if they'd never been parted.
Glaring at me, but it was nothing like the look she was giving Carol.
A sickening smirk telling just how badly her friend had failed.
And how happy it secretly made her.
The door flew open. First in was Norma. The huge woman lunging at me.
Pulling me up by the hair, then dragging me out.
"You stupid, stupid cunt!" she was growling again and again.
Next in was Donner. And he wasn't alone.
He was tugging in two other slave girls.
Throwing them toward the Contessa.
One of the naked women began kissing the Contessa's hands, sweetly as if asking for forgiveness.
Kissing up one arm until she was nuzzling at her neck.
The other slave fell to the floor at the Contessa's feet from the way Donner threw her.
Being highly trained, she lost no time in licking her way up the dominant's legs until she found the woman's wet center.
Long before the Contessa was shaking from her first orgasm, Carol had Teri at her side.
Brutally ripping the clips off the girl's boobs.
Quieting the blonde's screams by pushing Teri's head between her legs.
I just saw Teri's head disappear as Norma slammed the door shut behind us.
"We tried being nice, Cunt! I guess it's time to get rough with you now!"