Downward Spiral Chapter I: The Party.
STANDARD DISCLAIMER: The following story is entirely fictional, the characters, likenesses, and over all the whole basis of this story is not real. The scenes of extreme torture depicted in this story must not be repeated, even with consent…
Emeraude was really pleased, as the party seemed to be on a right path… no, it was not the fact of having a successful party, those parties were a common event. Every month during the school year and every two weeks on vacations her house greeted to all the friends she had made into the world BDSM circles. This party in particular pleased her so much because of the amount of new faces she could see from her position in the top of the marble stairway that led to the second floor of the house, yes, there were the regulars… like the sister that had her “training facility” to get good sluts, or the “polished noblewoman that swears like sailor”, yet there were a lot of new faces… ebony Goddesses whom had white sluts either licking their feet or just laying next to them as they chatted, the usual bronze skinned Princesses who had their multi toned property at their feet.
In that exact Moment Emeraude felt the familiar feeling, as something brushed her right leg, then other thing brush the left one… looking down she watched the couple of girls kneeling at her feet, on her right side a blonde white woman, her mid back length hair covering the sides of her head, wearing nothing but a leather pink collar with black trimmings, in the middle of it a row of diamonds covered the collar, leaving space at the sides, in front and in the back, where four rings rested, on the back and left ring were silvery chains, while the other girl, a younger one that the first with brown short hair kneeled at the left, sporting the same collar than her sister, but having the second chain connected to the right side, so both girls were bound together, leaving just the space of her Mistress watched the room too, but they watching the slave girls attending the guests… their sisters all, sporting trays clamped to their nipples and held by chains connected to the side rings of their plain leather pink collars with black trimmings, both slave girls watching to see which sister made a mistake, then the blonde one noticed one of the serving sluts had stopped serving, as she was serving as tray to a black woman, who had an Asian girl between her legs, and said…
“May This one speak, Mistress…? Please allow your needy pet the privilege of talk to you, as she needs to tell her Mistress something she has noticed that may ruin Mistress’ carefully planned evening…“
To that Emeraude just looked at the girl, then, returning her attention to the party she dismissively said…
“Bark…“
“Mistress, This one has noticed that doll has just stopped attending your guests as another Domme seems to have assured her service as a coffee table for her drink… so this one begs for your permission so I can assist my serving sisters…“
Said the slave girl, knowing the Mistress full well to not to be offended when commanded to bark, as she turned around, admiring the handiwork sisters fucktoy and cunt did on Mistress, as the black bustier shone in beauty, framing Mistress’ breasts and covering her belly, and the black skirt covered Mistress’s underwear and concealed it with it’s length when Mistress sat while the stiletto heels gave Mistress more height and the whip hanging on the right side of the skirt giving Mistress an aura of predatory appeal, then she received her answer as the Mistress removed the chain that connected both sluts and the one serving as leash on the blonde as she said…
“You may go dear pet… make me proud…“
Smiling the woman named pet lowered her head and proceeded to lick and kiss the heels her owner wears and, after a gentle pat on her ass, she hurries to rub her hair into the heels to dry them up and scurries away to the back, so she can get ready to assist her sisters, such is the loving nature of pet…
So, while pet got herself ready, her Mistress and sister got to the first floor, where the guests greeted their generous hostess, usually brushing the cheeks of the sister Dommes and petting the sluts that she seemed to like, as several guests petted rabid back too…
While this all went on with the Mistress, pet had made it back to the kitchen, where she gave the orders so her sisters could outfit her, by placing a rectangular silver tray just in the middle of her belly, giving to the tray extra support by binding it to pet’s nipples with a couple of small chains, and she walked on her knees back to the party, just after their sisters stacked full the tray with entrees and wine…
To Be Continued…
Downward Spiral Chapter II: The Lady and the sluts.
STANDARD DISCLAIMER: The following story is entirely fictional, the characters, likenesses, and over all the whole basis of this story is not real. The scenes of extreme torture depicted in this story must not be repeated, even with consent…
The Lady was really impressed, the invitation had come by surprise on her email lat week… sure she had heard of her hostess in the chats with her friends… they usually referred to her like some sort of guru… alongside other, like the Cougar one or even Sensi… So, when the invitation reached to her inbox she was surprised at first, so she did what it came best for her… consulted her friends, who, upon reading she had been invited, offered several pieces of advice, the ones never invited did encourage her to try to impress the Maitresse, while the ones that had been invited told her to be herself, yet prove than she was a conscious Domme…
And there she was… the party of her lifetime, she thought, so she wore her best. Her petite Asian body decked into a black bodice covering her upper body… the intricate pattern on it bearing dragon shapes, the nuzzle on the dragons resting where the nipples should be, the bodice showed up a long V cut shape on the back, yet it was barely visible as her long black hair covered her back, framing her lovely face. Her light make up was more based around her eyes, framing a couple of endless dark pools and her mouth, turning the pinkish lips into two red delectable pieces of woman flesh… her legs covered into a skintight red pants, a snake pattern sliding all along her tights, and the 4’’ stiletto heels completed the ensemble…
“Mmmm… This party is resulting into quite a spectacle, isn’t it whores…?“
Said the young lady, addressing to the couple of sluts kneeling at her feet, a white slut, probably taller than her if she would be allowed to stand, wearing a skimpy black maid uniform, with a white apron, the top part of the uniform had the breasts exposed as it was cut to allow such commodity, and her legs and ass were naked, as no panties nor stockings covered and wore no shoes… her shoulder length blond mane framed her face, devoid of any make up, whose distinctive features were her deep blue eyes… the other, an ebony model bodied woman who knelt there, naked, her long raven hair covering her face, yet she could clearly be seen gazing to the floor in front of the woman’s feet, her sight line crossing with that one of her sister in slavery, as the white woman said…
“If ze Mistress believes that, I think it’s true… after all, Mistress’ will is absolute…“
“Of course it is, Mistress, this girl thinks Mistress is always right as usual… thought it seem every one seem to be enjoying it…“
Said the black slave girl, mirroring her sister’s mindless, subservient praise to the lady, since both of them had been trained to perform such tasks, the lady had assured herself to degrade them in such levels they had little opinion of their own… and while the sluts debased themselves with their subservient praises the Mistress observed the attendants of the party, in the simple fashion of following the Hostess’ movements, noticing how She was greeted by her sisters… sometimes she saw the hostess fondle their breasts or ass, especially on the younger ones so she said…
“Look at those so-called Dommes… whoring themselves out for that one… such a pathetic display…“
Smiling, the woman proceeded to slide her right foot into the gapping cunt of the blonde slut, foot fucking her harshly as she sipped her drink, frowning in disgust when she saw the Dommes moan in the playful fondling the Maitresse gave them, especially the younger ones…
“Zey are, of course, unworthy of ze title of Domme, ne c’est pas, Maitresse…? Zey are right here whoring zemselves to ze other one…“
Dared to utter the French slut in-between her own moans and yelps of painsure, which only encouraged the Mistress to foot fuck rougher the poor slut, while the black one leaned on the floor, the base of her breasts resting on the floor, so her Mistress could do to them as she pleased as she said…
“sister marysse is right Mistress…. Those whores aren’t worthy of be part of the wonderful circle you Dommes are, they got no class, no style and of course are nothing compared to the likes of you…”
then, the Mistress looked down, and moved her left foot, starting to crush the black woman’s offered breasts while she slid half of her foot inside the French slut’s cunt , as she said calmly…
“Did I ever say you two could bark, you pathetic worthless bitches…?”
The girls noticed in that moment they had barked without begging for permission, and they knew how harsh their Mistress was to the failures, so thy shut up, a little a bit too late…
“Yes, Yes I thought that, don’t worry, I won’t punish you… yet…”
Continued the Mistress as she sipped the last of her drink, and noticed that a serving wench was nearby, so she shouted out..…
“Slut…! Slut…! Crawl here now…”
To that the addressed slut, whom was none other that pet, crawled down, and bowed the best he could in front of the woman as she awaited there kneeling, her gaze lowered, so she made no eye contact to any part of the woman’s body, whom grabbed a cane placed on the armrest of her seat as she said…
“See, my bitches…? This is how a TRUE slut behaves… look how she averts her gaze of anything related to the superior one, notice how quiet she is…I can barely hear her breathing…”
Then she used the crop to rise pet’s face to make eye contact, saying in a whisper a single word…
“Bark…”
And let pet lower back her eyes as pet softly said…
“May this one get you something to eat too, Milady… some entrees.…?”
To which the Mistress said…
“Yes… yes bring some entrees… move quickly my dear…”
And pet hurried back to the kitchen as the Mistress was left to ponder on the events she had witnessed, which brought a small smile to her lips as she said…
“Oh… If only you two could be half he good sluts that one is… that’d really be something impressive, yet there you are, barking without permission, wiggling like madwomen… I bet that one would stay still if I either punished or pleasured, only reacting when commanded”
then, without warning the blonde slut started whimpering, which draw her Mistress’ attention back to her, as she said…
“Bark…”
Then the slut said in a husky, moaning voice…
“May this one request release, my most important being on zis bright blue world…? Zis one is conscious zis one is unworthy of such pleasure yet she appeals to ze great capacity of mercy zou have, most gracious Lady…”
Unfortunately for her, this only exacerbated the Mistress desire of punishment, which caused her to curtly answer…
“Of course not… yet I think I will ‘acquire’ the services of the serving wench on a way more… permanent…”
And she smiled wickedly, her mind already setting up a plan with she considered she could steal the slut to her owner… who was on that moment finishing the part of the greetings and was about to proceed to start the reunion…
Well, here you go the second part… I hope you all like it so far, please don’t forget to read, review and rate this story, as I’m wanting to know what do you think of it so far…
To Be Continued…
Downward Spiral Chapter III: A plan is executed.
STANDARD DISCLAIMER: The following story is entirely fictional, the characters, likenesses, and over all the whole basis of this story is not real. The scenes of extreme torture depicted in this story must not be repeated, even with consent…
While the Mistress made her plans to acquire pet’s services in an hostile way, the Maitresse was, on her part, finishing the greetings to the guests, oblivious to the threat that was ahead on her and her property…
“Martha… Hello, how have you been in all these months since you ended up school…I see you got another one but… is that feisty Lydia…?”
Said the Maitresse as she saw the couple of girls squatting over the red headed girl named Martha, one a naked red headed with curly hair and cute freckles on her face that was squatting on her tiptoes as the Maitresse fondled her left breast while she fondled Martha’s right breast, cupping it from outside the pink blouse that she wore, said blouse left her belly exposed and her navel shown a piercing that was cute, for those into piercings, while a black mini skirt and boots covered her lower parts who moaned at the touch, swinging her red hair a bit, swaying her pony tail hairstyle…
“Yesssss… thatwassfeistylydiaaa…IfoundherbeingauctionedontheCaribbeancirclebecauseshecouldn’tpayanewsluuut“
Moaned the young lady, due to the fact that she was being not only fondled, but also being eaten out by her other squatting slut… a short haired naked Latina goddess, whom besides the common collar that every slut had in the party wore a couple of dildos on her holes as she lapped her Mistress’ cunt… but as this took place, back with the other Mistress, she had finished scheming the way she thought was going to get her the slut’s services…
“Well... you all know what to do and say if you are questioned by the woman…“
Said the Mistress as she kept on foot fucking her French slut while pet returned to them, the tray now filled up with some tasty entrees, a bottle of wine and a glass, so the Mistress could be served, then, pet looked down, her eyes avoiding any contact with the Mistress who said…
“serve, scum…“
And the slut known as scum grabbed the bottle and poured some wine on the glass, and in silence proceeded to hand it to her Mistress, who drank it softly, then, between sips of wine, the slut proceeded to fed her Mistress the entrees, with great care…
“So… How it is to serve your Owner, little one…? “
Asked the Mistress, stopping herself so she could “hear the description done by the girl of the service under the whore that called herself Mistress”, in no moment stopping the foot fucking of marysse… who only shifted in despair… moaning quietly…
“Mistress is a very loving Individual… she loves us all so it’s easy o be happy in her service… besides Mistress seems to know how to treat each and every one of us, sending us to where we belong in her house and life…”
Said the pet, completely oblivious to the nefarious plan that was designed to leave her in such a bad position in her Mistress’ eyes that she’d most likely be, not sold, nor released, but gifted to the Mistress before her, so she kept on going…
“Since I’m one of Mistress’ head sluts I have in y charge to every other of my sisters when Mistress’ away whether be in her job, or in other business I have half of the control of the house…”
This was something that surprised the Mistress, not only her rival was aware of the girl’s perfection, but she had rewarded her with such a high charge, yet, her plan was so well thought, it mattered not the high place the girl was on her rival’s command line, in fact it served better to her purposes, so the Mistress said…
“That’s quite interesting, yet I’m sure she’s not worthy of such a slave girl as you… You see she lies, cheats and has even stolen… Did you ever notice how she has been fondling her guests and their toys shamelessly…?”
This show of disrespect for her Mistress caused pet to look puzzled at the Mistress in front of her, breaking by mistake a rule set for her Mistress, yet she looked down as she said…
“I think Ma’am doesn’t understand… Most of the women Mistress usually plays with on her parties allow them to do so out of respect, as they are either good friends of hers, or graduates of her school, so they see her as a higher power in the chain of sisterhood…”
replying in a soft tone, which showed a lot of love, proving how the pet was excelling at her training, yet the Mistress decided to keep pushing…
“that is the most pathetic excuse I’ve ever heard… I KNOW some of these women, and they have NEVER let me fondle them so shamelessly, yet you try to defend that whore, I see you’re not as god a slut as I thought since you fall in such pathetic excuses…”
Retorted the Mistress as she kept on her insults to her Hostess, which caused pet to shift a bit, trembling in silent rage, but she only answered back…
“This one believes Lady is only saying that because she’s jealous of Mistress, because, in all the time this one has been on the party, this one has seen Lady talk with no one of the other guests, just watch at Mistress, first in envy of her good looks, then on how popular Mistress is with her sisters and even my sisters…”
Al this said in a simple voice, stating the cold, truthful facts, with no intention to offend the guest, but to defend her Mistress, but at the same time pet talked, scum rubbed her owner’s leg, to which she nodded, and scum said…
“Mistress is no jealous of that whore you call Mistress… Mistress is far better than that one to feel even pity for her, you know, your Mistress was so lucky Mistress decided to come in to this party, so it could really be a high profile event.…”
To this, pet just looked dumb folded towards scum, and smiled sadly, as she said…
“you really are that blind, sister…? This one doesn’t doubt of your Mistress’ category as a high profile one, this one only points out Mistress is friendlier than her, and that wakes a bit of jealousy on her, because she can’t be as perfect as Mistress is…”
This made scum to just look furiously at pet… feeling her own anger grow more all while marysse moved slowly behind pet, and scum said…
“Mistress only respects her sisters’ privacy, and their property too, unlike the whore you call Mistress that acts as if everyone belonged to her…”
to this exchange of words the Mistress just looked sadly at pet, inwardly happy to see how easy the girl had fell in the trap, while she heard pet’s reply…
“It’s not that, Mistress only gives her love to those that want it… doesn’t matter if is a sister Domme, her property, some kind of slut or even whores …”
Then, without warning, marysse came in a wild manner, falling forwards as she did, pushing pet and making her lose her balance, spilling the contents of her tray on the Mistress… who only looked at her in shock… unfortunately for pet, the Mistress seemed to be a great actress, because that shock was, of course, feigned..
Part three is over… please don’t forget to read, review and rate this story, remember I’m wanting to know what do you think of it, in the next chappie, We’ll see how ends the attempt of “coup de disobedience”…
To Be Continued…
Downward Spiral Chapter IV: The best laid plans of mice and Mistresses...
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“How dare you…!!! How dare you to stain me, you pathetic excuse of a slut…!!!”
The Lady said, exerting her best acting to look and sound righteously raging towards pet, not her clumsy slut, while she stood up as if a spring had launched her forwards… trying to tower up the poor kneeling mass of woman flesh that pet had become, all the while marysse had cowered herself in the gathering cloud of Dommes and sluts alike, all of them that had been attracted to the commotion purposely caused by the Lady so she could sully pet’s image so badly that her Mistress would have no choice other than gift her to the offended Domme, herself…
As for the Hostess herself, upon the confusion she was shocked to hear the furious screams of a guest of her party, so she decided to investigate which one of the sluts in her service had made one of her sisters angry, so she walked towards the crowd now gathered around the mess that was made on the party she had worked too hard to organize, carefully making way to the epicenter of it, and upon reaching it she said…
“Now… What is going on here…?”
Then the Lady saw straight towards the Mistress, her enraged look still on, as her dress was now covered with the entrees and the wine just screeched as she accusatorily pointed at pet…
“Look what that… that thing… did to me…! Look at me damn it woman…!"
Then the Lady “displayed” the mess she was now, alternatively glaring at the Mistress and the slave, inwardly smiling at the good acting she was displaying… the Mistress, on the contrary… looked puzzled at the fellow Domme, as she knew pet was better trained than that, so she said…
“Sister… calm down, breathe in and out… and do tell me, exactly what happened here…“
And looked at the Domme, a sincere smile in her face, trying well enough to calm the righteous fury the sister displayed as she awaited her answer…
“Well, it started after that thing offered to bring more refreshments, it all was all right, and then she begged permission to talk with my girls…”
Started telling her “truth” the Domme, as Maitresse just heard her, noticing something odd on her sister’s tale, which kept going…
“After I allowed it she told my dear scum how came no other Domme was talking to me, to which scum here, of course, said that I respected the privacy of my sisters…?”
As she said this, the Domme pointed to her black slut, which was looked by the Maitresse, as she addressed to the girl…
“Is this true, girl…?”
To which the addressed thing said in her best voice…
“Yes, yes it is, Ma’am…”
And, after that intervention, the girl returns to silence, watching both Dommes as her owner resumed her tale…
“Then the girl looked weird at scum just before she said that she believed that I was not Mistress material and that she was sorry for scum because she was left stranded with a ‘whore disguised as Mistress’ like myself…”
Then the Maitresse looked at her own girl, a questioning look, which was met with the woman’s lowered gaze, as, in the moment the Domme started her rants returned to her basic kneeling position: legs spread as wide as she could, breasts pushed forwards, hands on her tights, head upwards and eyes downcast. Then the Mistress turned to her sister, so she could resume her tale…
“Then scum retorted that did have friends and, despite the lack of sisters talking to me, I was a love giver…“
Smiling she decided to purposely ignore marysse involvement for the time being, as the Maitresse scratched her chin in deep thought…
“To which the thing just laughed at my poor scum, then she said that she was not only blind but also stupid, then marysse said that that was not true, to which the girl grew angrier and threw her tray towards me… and all was spilled on me…”
And with that, the Lady finished her tale, while looking on the eyes to the Maitresse whom said…
“Calm down sister… justice will be delivered to you…”
To which the Domme said…
“I truly hope so… now I’ve been not only humiliated, but displayed before my sisters by that thing, I do not ask for vengeance, but mere justice and expect the one guilty of my injuries to be properly punished…!”
To this last outburst of rage, the Maitresse looked at her sister as she calmly answered…
“Don’t worry sister, rest assured the one responsible of this indignity will be punished severely… meanwhile why don’t you let one of my sluts to escort you to your room, so the service personal will give you a nice hot relaxing bath…”
Then, the Maitresse looked to find a serving slut, whom was going to be assigned the task of escorting the Lady…
“You, plaything… escort the lady to her designated guest room and her girls to the service room of it…”
Commanded the Maitresse to one of her girls, this one a petty brown-haired woman whom crawled towards the stained Domme and said…
“If the Lady was so gracious of following this one…?”
And crawled away, followed by the Mistress and her playthings while the crowd dissipated, most of the guests already decided to be on their rooms, so they commanded the serving sluts to escort them to their rooms too, excited already for the auction of the next day…
Well, another part finished, don’t forget to review… and rate too ;)…
To Be Continued…
WARNING…! WARNING…! Intermission…
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INTERMISSION DISCLAIMER: The following intermission is set a week before the beginning of the Story, the purpose of this intermission is…
The Mistress sat herself before the screen of her private laptop, as it had been doing regularly on the past year… there had been rumors about a certain group that “acquired” slave girls in the Caribbean Sea… this was something that actually pissed her off a bit, yet she allowed herself to review the site of it, participating in the online auctions, usually as just an observer more, bidding few, never buying. As usually, pet was lapping on her cunt, as she used fucktoy as a foot stool… looking at the screen dressed in a simple white blouse and jeans, then she said out loud…
“Mmm… the auction’s gonna start… maybe it’s time…”
Then she sighed out loud… the house was going to be so weird after she was away… that was going to hurt a lot yet, maybe in this auction, the Mistress thought, I will find a way to calm my sadness, then she checked on the first batch of the night, all as she took another sip of the special “wine” she had there as she said…
“pet, nardu…“
What was on her display was Something impressive, at least by her standards… a former Slave owner, French, lovely in the blushing… then something hit her… then she opened the message window of the auctioning software, and, after selecting a recipient she typed…
“So… Cedric… What’s that one’s background…? The program said she’s a former Slave owner…“
As she waited the Mistress decided to put on her first bid, it started with UK ₤175,000, which was quickly over ridden as a sound informed her that the message had been answered…
“That’s a sad case Mely… the girl was robbed out by her own husband so she couldn’t get the money for her purchase and we had to get her… in fact the husband’s here, and he’s not betting at all…“
This infuriated the Mistress to no end, yeah, she knew the world was unscrupulous and rather harsh to failures, yet that failure had been by a two timing bastard… so she set up the next bid… this time UK ₤200,000, as she answered to the message…
“That’s hideous…! How could someone do that to someone else…?“
Impressively, the bid was outclassed when the Mistress was typing that message, now already going by the UK ₤300,000… almost half million US$ bucks, near MX$ 14’000,000 so the Mistress decided to put her next bid… UK ₤320,000…
“Well seems that not every one in the lifestyle is as honorable as Kate or yourself, seems that this guy was so intent on getting rid of her wife so he decided to get all they owned to himself…“
The red of the cheeks of the Mistress increased tenfold as she heard that, yet she only typed again…
“Cedric… do tell, there was something weird on the auction floor in the auction…?”
Finally, the Mistress decided to put her last bid… UK ₤380,000. She knew it was a risky maneuver, yet she seemed to have an idea, which was revealed just when the auction finished, with her on top, without the bothering of the auction, the Mistress decided to set up her new plan as she opened a new conversation while she received a last message from “Cedric”…
“Well, according to the cameras, the man’s just gone to Kate’s table… Why do you ask…?”
“I have a bad feeling… Do me a favor, yes Ced…? Keep me well informed …?”
To which the man answered…
“About what…?”
“Well, Anything that… that… thing… does on your island, and maybe we can restore the little honor we have left, Don’t you think so…?”
Was the answer to the last message, and, while she waited, the Mistress leaned to pet the slut known as pet lovingly…
“Sure, no problem… Say, what do you have in mind…?”
This, drew a smile on the Mistress’ lips, and as she typed she rested down her feet of the fucktoy, and, with a signal, got the two sluts to lick her feet as she answered…
“:) Oh, You’ll see… well TTYL… I think I’ll fuck my girls here at home to rest a bit of the auction, while I think an excuse to explain the Parent’s association how come the whole equipment won’t get refurbished this semester…”
After This, The Mistress Logged out, turned off the Laptop, stood up and walked to the huge bed on her Room, while the girls crawled behind her, just before they started to beg for permission to serve her Mistress… several hours later, The Mistress woke up… at 8:00 A.M. her usual wake up hour… and, after turning on the laptop yet again, noticed that there were a couple messages on hold, which she proceeded to open…
“Hey… Mely…? You’re there…? Cedric here…“
Immediately The Mistress chose to answer…
“Yes, Yes I’m here… so… What’s Up with that business we talked out yesterday…?”
“You were right… That thing tried up to go after Kate and her girls in the middle of the night, luckily Kate had warned me and we caught him… She wanted me to throw him to the fishies… yet…“
Was the answer provided by the man in his message as the Mistress answered back…
“Something wrong…? Or do you have Any other Idea in mind…?”
“Yes I think I have something… Hey, remember Carlos…? That guy who had the Diamond mine back in South America…? Do you think He’s Still on business…?“
The Maitresse looked at her screen, pondering on it… Carlos Azarraga had been a valuable member of the PA in the first class of her school… His Daughter Maria had became one of the more ruthless Mistresses Maitresse Had seen, so She opened a new conversation window as she answered Cedric…
“Yes, Yes I remember Carlos…? Why…? Don’t tell me you’re planning on Selling it to him… no…?”
This brought up the answer as The Maitresse chuckled yet again…
“Yes, Exactly… I think He’ll appreciate the extra help, and who knows, I might have a good profit of his sale…”
“Incredible, great indeed… please excuse me for a minute…?”
To this the Maitresse switched to her new convo as she typed…
“Hey Carlos… ¿Cómo estás…?”i
To which the screen came by to life
“Esmer... ¿Eres tú chica...? ¿Cómo has estado...? he pasado mucho tiempo... Maria ha preguntado cómo está la escuela...”ii
To this the Mistress smiled.-.. this was how her parents felt when one of the former students of them looked at them after some years… truth to be told, it felt so good…
“Estamos bien por aquí a pesar de algunos contratiempos inesperados... como sea, te escribo para ofrecerte un trato…“iii
While the dialog between the Mistress and the businessman went on Cedric by his part had contacted him, and explained and offered the “services” of the Former Slave owner, which seemed well on it’s way as Carlos answered…
“Increíble... Dos tratos el mismo día... y antes del almuerzo por añadidura… como sea, supongo el trato que quieres ofrecerme está relacionado con el trato Cedric y yo acabamos d cerrar… ¿Cierto…?“iv
“Ducho como siempre… ¿Eh Carlitos…? Si está relacionado… supongo a sabes como y por que es que Cedric llegó a poseer ese “Trabajador,” ¿cierto? Bueno... yo tengo un interés en esto, puesto que adquirí a la ex esposa de esa cosa…“v
Was the Mistress’ answer, as she paused, so her friend could get a hang of the offer…
“¿De veras…? Vaya eso sí que es raro, no crees, bien… ¿Qué tienes en mente…? Quizá podríamos cerrar el trato…“vi
“Bien... me gustaría que la esposa recibiera el valor total de las ganancias esa cosa te produzca... Dime ¿es posible que eso suceda…?“vii
This surprised the Mistress, as a long moment of silence covered the place, as the man kept typing yet seemed to take ages to come by, but it finally came…
“Eso es altamente irregular y lo sabes… Desgraciadamente tanto Cedric como tú tienen Razón, así que Aceptaré tu trato también…“viii
“Muchas gracias Carlos, Tengo aquí un “contrato” preparado, y si quieres te lo envío para que podamos cerrar el trato… ¿OK…?“ix
“OK Genial… ¿algo más…?“x
“No, por ahora no Carlitos, Saludos y besos a tu nena… ¿OK…?“xi
The Mistress smiled at the Closed up business as she closed the conversation window and typed again…
“Cedric… Are you there…? I’m back…”
This brought the answer of the other friend…
“Yes, yes I’m here so, Anything productive while you were busy…?”
“In fact, yes… I struck a deal of my own with Carlos… You don’t mind, Do you Ced…?”
To which the man answered…
“No, No I don’t mind, BTW, What were the details of the deal…?”
“Well, I Asked Carlos to hand over to the wife The complete profits of his husband in the mine, only I didn’t tell him of the rest of the Plan I have… BTW… Can you do me ANOTHER favor…?”
Was the answer to the message, and, while she waited, the Mistress looked back to the bed, noticing that pet stirred up, as she wake up… waking her sister fucktoy in the process…
“Sure, no problem…”
Leaning on her chair The Mistress Smiled at her girls as she typed…
“nothing special… Can WE (I mean the poor wife and me) get the “balls” of the thing…?”
After This, The Mistress had to wait a bit more before receiving the text…
“:)) Girl… I love how you think… and I bet Kate’ll love it too…“
Then The Mistress busted up in unrestricted laughter, as she typed…
“Yes, I know… so, Can We expect the Balls to be sent to us…?”
“Sure, Sure I see why you can’t…“
Was the answer provided by the man in his message as the Mistress answered back…
“Thank you very much… Can I have her Shipped immediately…? I have little time to set my plans in motion…”
“Yes I think it can be done… yet I want in exchange Admission to one of the legendary monthly auctions you hold up in your school… Can be done…?“
The Maitresse looked at her screen, pondering on it… sure, she could invite him, yet It was unlikely some of the girls offered could really stand being bought by a man, and then as she answered Cedric…
“Yes, can be done… yet, don’t come crying if you’re out bid in the auctions, and or if the girls seem unresponsive to you. You know I mostly train lesbian sluts… OK…?”
This brought up the answer as The Maitresse chuckled yet again…
“Yes, Thought I wouldn’t count myself out too soon…”
“Ok, Then’s a Deal, now, if you were kind enough to give me the thing’s Number so I can draft the contract to Carlos… OK…?”
To this the Maitresse heard a beeping sound, as the number was sent in a coded text file, and, after drafting the contract, re opened the chat window with Carlos after she bid her farewell to Cedric…
“Hey Carlos… Ya tengo el contrato hecho… sólo pon tu firma y me devuelves una copia...”xii
And then she sent the file, which in minutes was promptly answered by the man by texting…
“Listo… Es un placer hacer negocios contigo… y Maria te manda un beso y uno de tus abrazos”
To this the Mistress smiled... then she logged out, turned off the lap and lazily returned to the bed, to sleep another hour…
THREE DAYS LATER...
The Mistress decided to lounge on the pool on her house… which was clearly a sign of, if not happiness, contempt. So, it was mood ruining when the slut called fucktoy crawled towards her Mistress, kneeling next to her feet, which prompted her to look icily at the poor kneeling girl and say in a deadly whisper…
“Bark…“
“Mistress… It seems that the special embark you asked for has just arrived to San Luis’ Airport… so It’ll be arriving to the School’s landing track in one hour…“
Was the answer offered by the slut, whom just knelt there… awaiting her Mistress response… begging inwardly that she hadn’t displeasured her Mistress, as she well knew what a sadistic she could be…
“Really…? Then we should get all ready… When she arrives the girls are to free her, and bring her dressed only in collar, and bound with heavy shackles on her wrists moving back her hands… be sure they use steel chain as a leash…“
This surprised the slut, who was almost sure her Mistress was going to, at least hang her by her pretty clit ring by at least an hour, yet she was prepared to do almost anything and she just said…
“Yes Mistress, As you wish Mistress…“
The Mistress smiled as the slut scurried away and then returned to her lounging chair, as she closed her eyes… only to stand up when the slut was sufficiently away so she didn’t saw her stand and walk towards her room, where she spent the next hour getting ready herself to greet her “guest”…
“Mmm… I think I know how will I do this so it serves properly…“
An hour later, the Mistress was sure her package had arrived, so she just lounged in the antechamber that served as “Throne Room” and awaited, she had already given instructions on how to be presented her new acquisition, whom was carefully forced to crawl into the room, as ordered, the woman was completely nude except for the heavy metallic collar and shackles binding her wrists together on her back, pushing her breasts forwards and a black blindfold covering her eyes, then, The Mistress said…
“All but rabid, get out...“
The Mistress smiled as her sluts promptly obeyed her command as she observed the newest acquisition on her lovely harem… the jet black, shoulder length hair framed a beautiful face, of porcelain toned skin, pink rosy lips, her 24 years had done wonders for her… 36D breasts pushed forwards, a small waist and ample hips and but were there, no single ark was seen on her besides the black tattoo reading “0915CF”, her new name. After that, the Mistress returned to the lounging chair than acted as throne, and sat back, and, after giving rabid a smiling nod, the blindfold was removed, and, upon gazing to her “hostess”; the poor French woman said…
“M.. Mon Dieu... ! C... C'est impossible... Dieu... On ne peut pas... !!!“xiii
“Hello my dear... I’m Emeraude, and I am your new owner… Am I clear on this…?”
The Mistress said, a smile on her lips as she lounged, a black body suit covered her upper body, pushing up her breasts as it covered all her belly and half her back only, skin tight black latex pants covered her legs, shaping them lovingly, as the 3’’ stiletto boots covered her feet. Upon gazing the sight, the woman tried to look away as she answered shyly…
“C... Ce qu'on ne sait pas parler anglais, Madame... S'il vous plaît ne lui pardonne pour que, comme elle est loin d'être digne d'être dans la présence des gens comme vous...”xiv
“Oh, come on little one.. do not dare to insult my intelligence, as we both know that you at least know how to talk English, if not my beautiful Spanish or Am I wrong…?”
This caused the poor woman to sweat nervously as she indeed knew how to speak English, yet she was, if not terrified, at least shocked of the presence of her new owner, since she was, in her opinion, one of the most gorgeous women she had laid her eyes on her life, so she said in her thick French accent…
“No, No you aren’t Madame yes, this one can speak English, yet she doesn’t deserve to be in your presence, so this one humbly requests you to get rid of her…”
“Well, Did I ask how did you felt about yourself, whore…? I think I did not, yet, rabid… you may return to your chores now…”
Was the answer of the Mistress as the slut known as rabid scurried way in fear, respect and love as the Mistress heard the girl’s apology…
“No, Madame, you didn’t ask, yet this one understands her situation…”
Leaning on her chair The Mistress Smiled at the girl before replying…
“Well, in fact I bought you because of your background, since I have some plans for you, which will be revealed in due time… yet for the moment, I believe my boots need polishing, so, wouldn’t you like to lick them clean…?”
This simple question seemed to have weighted a lot on the former Mistress’ mind, since she started pleading for such honor, which caused the Mistress’ grin to grow wider…
“S'il vous plaît Madame Permettez cette excuse pathétique d'une femme soit bénie par le simple fait de pâturage votre plus digne que des bottes avec le morceau dégoûtant de la viande qui est ma langue... permettre à ce roturier inutile la bénédiction de servir une déesse, comme vous-même...“xv
Then The Mistress busted up in unrestricted laughter, as she looked down at the girl saying…
“Yes, yes you may… yet, In the days to come, you’ll be thoroughly used… of that you can be sure…”
"Maîtresse, la gratitude Celui-ci est tellement qu'elle ne peut pas l'exprimer en mots... à celui-ci s'assurera que vos chaussures de puissants sont convenablement entretenues, et il est désireux d'être utilisé par une déesse, parce que vous êtes, en fait une déesse... "xvi
Was the answer provided by the woman kneeling there, just before she moved to lick and kiss the boots of her Mistress, and, as the Mistress had predicted, the next couple of days the woman and herself were all the time on her chambers, where the Mistress guided the slave girl from pain to pleasure over and over… only stopping to eat and rest a bit, finally, at the dawn of the third day the Mistress said…
“Girl… do tell me… what was your name…?”
“This one’s name was monique, Mistress… It is something wrong…?“
The Maitresse looked at her girl, a loving smile as she kneeled there, looking at the floor next to her own boots, then she said calmly…
“No, not at all monique, in fact I asked you because it’s time to reveal the reason I bought you in the first place… well, I’m intending to release you of your bond of slavery to me… yet, I will do so because I expect you to serve as Headmistress of the French campus of the Rodriguez Academy for the Better Knowledge… there you’ll be the one in charge of monitoring the girls with Mistress and submissive potentials… of course before I release you You’ll hand over to me EVERYTHING you own… present and future, as you costed me almost $14’00,000so, you’ll live working for me until you pay me your debt… of course I’ll charge a 10% of daily interest … Am I clear…?”
This brought up a shiver in the woman’s body as she sadly answered…
“Oui Maîtresse, Celui-ci comprend la sagesse de vos projets... pourtant, celui-ci est triste parce qu'elle a été complètement détruit par votre présence, et ça va de mal à revenir à son ancienne vie comme elle craint qu'elle ne sera pas capable de le faire, mais elle va donner de son mieux pour assurer vos instructions sont exécutées... même pensé qu'elle ne désire rien que d'être autorisé à mentir à vos pieds et vous servir avec le reste de mes sœurs dans l'esclavage...”xvii
“Now, now, I thought this long and hard, and You were just in time… By the way, this package came by today…”
Was the Mistress’ answer as she presented a box as she motioned Monique to stand, then with shaky hands Monique opened it, revealing the conserved manhood of her former husband.
A day later Monique signed the papers giving everything she owned to her Former Mistress and boarded the private jet that was to transport her back home at France after she prostrated one last time at Emeraude’s feet, which brought sighs from her former sisters attending her departure wondering what had life in store for her next… now as the Headmistress of a new to be created school, knowing well she had a hard work ahead of her to turn her former home into a suitable school building, and the proper paperwork to operate the new campus back in France…
Well, Hopefully You will like this intermission, Don’t forget to review… and rate too… BTW, for those of you that know little of foreign languages at the end are attached the conversations between the Mistress and Carlos and the begging in French of Monique ;)…
To Be Continued…
i “Hey Carlos… How are you…?”
ii “Esmer... Is that you girl...? How’ve you been...? It’s been a long time... Maria has shaked how’s the school...”
iii “We’re fine here despite some unexpected setbacks... anyways, I’m writing to you to offer you a deal…“
iv “Incredible... two deals in the same day... and before lunch I might add … anyways, I guess the deal you’re about to offer me is related to the one Cedric and I just closed up… Right…?“
v “Sharp as ever… Eh Charlie…? Yes it’s related… I suppose you know how and why Cedric came in possession of that “employee”, right? Well... I have a interest on this, because I was the one that acquired the former wife of that thing…“
vi “Really…? Well, this is certainly strange, don’t you think so, well… What do you have in mind…? Maybe we could close up the deal…“
vii “Well... I’d like than the wife got the total amount of the profits that thing produces to you... Do tell It is possible than that could happen…?“
viii “That’s highly irregular and you know it… Unfortunately both Cedric and yourself are Right, so I’ll accept your deal too …“
ix “Thank you very much Carlos, I have here a “contract” ready, and if you want I’ll send it to you so we can close the deal… OK…?“
x “OK Cool… anything else…?“
xi “No, not now Charlie, Say hi and kiss your baby for me … OK…?“
xii “Hey Carlos… I’ve done the contract… just sign it and send me a copy back...”
xiii “M.. My God... ! T... This is impossible... God... This can’t be... !!!“
xiv “T... This one doesn’t know how to speak English Madam... Please forgive this one because this one is not worthy of being in the presence of people like you...”
xv “Please Madam Allow this pathetic excuse of a woman be blessed by the mere act of grazing your more than worthy boots with the disgusting piece of meat that is my tongue... allow this useless commoner the blessing of serving a Goddess such as yourself...”
xvi "Mistress, This one's gratitude is so that she can't express it in words... this one will make sure your mighty boots are properly tended, and is eager to be used by a Goddess, because, you are, in fact a Goddess...”
xvii "yes Mistress, This one understands the wisdom of your plans... yet, this one is saddened because she has been completely destroyed by your presence, and it'll hurt to return to her former life as she fears she won't be able to do it, yet she'll give her best to assure your instructions are carried out... even thought she desires nothing than to be allowed to lie at your feet and serve you with the rest of my fellow sisters in slavery...”
Downward Spiral Chapter V: Treachery And Rage (And the Domino Mask)...
STANDARD DISCLAIMER: The following story is entirely fictional, the characters, likenesses, and over all the whole basis of this story is not real. The scenes of extreme torture depicted in this story must not be repeated, even with consent…
As the Mistress walked towards her private chambers she wondered how come her pet had misbehaved, so, when she finally made it to her chambers she pressed a button on the intercom installed there and said…
“Get fucktoy here… ASAP…!!!”
As the Mistress was informed her orders were to be carried in another part of the home the Lady was resting on the bed of her room… both her sluts being thoroughly utilized… as marysse was being fucked more, never being allowed of her sweet release as her sister ate their Mistress in ecstasy as she said to them…
“See…? My plan is going on smoothly… so Tomorrow in the auction I’ll approach Sister Emeraude to see if she will gift me the slut that “offended me”… Wouldn’t you like that bitches…?“
Then the Lady saw how marysse could no longer contain her body and came wildly, yet, as this happened the Mistress saw her lovely fucktoy, to whom she was fast and told her…
“What do you think of today’s events…? Do you believe that pet did those things my sister says she did…?“
to which the lovely girl just denied it with her head earning a smile of her Mistress as she kept on…
“Me neither. Get the camera sluts to send me a copy of the recordings of the cameras that covered the area where that sister was… I guess I’ll check on her story…“
Meanwhile, pet was on the lower levels of the house, the third sub basement to be precise, in one of the “slut quarters” destined for those undisciplined girls on the institute, lying on the cold stone floor all naked, terribly confused by the events of the evening, weeping in despair, while the Lady was back on her room, taking “care” of marysse by having her spreaded side as she used a barbed wire to beat the poor girl’s breasts as she tried her best to apologize, neither of them noticing that scum watched the entire ordeal, and the Mistress Raged at the poor slut…
“Pathetic…! Worthless…! Useless...! I ought to…”
Meanwhile, The Mistress had received the videos she demanded and was watching them, while she foot fucked fucktoy with her pink fluffy slippers dressed in the pinkish see through night robe, noticing the falsehood of the other Domme’s story she went pale to crimson, going rougher on poor fucktoy, whom barely watched the way her sister had been set up…
“That little…! Thinking she can steal from me…“
Then The Mistress pressed again the intercom button, never stopping her use of the cute fucktoy on her feet as she said…
“I need one of the maid sluts here now… anyone, it doesn’t matter which one…”
Then she smiled pleased of the answer she received… as for the Lady, she was on her room, thoroughly tired of punishing the poor French plaything, as she used the black one as a footrest, digging into her sides…
“Soon, Soon I’ll get the pretty one…”
As the Lady was on that train of thought, a subtle knock was heard on the door, and the beaten up marysse was forced to crawl in to open the door… at the other side a small cart was parked, behind it a naked girl knelt there, only an apron on her body, looking downwards and, without looking up she said softly…
“My Mistress sends Yours a gift of her appreciation to her and you two, sisters… may this one get the cart in…?”
To which the Lady said gingerly…
“Why of course, marysse you sap, don’t be stupid and let her in…“
Then, the girl pushed in the cart and, after placing it next to the black meat kneeling there, she moved towards the Lady and offered her a note that was on her apron which said…
“Sister
I just send you the best of the ‘Wine’ I collect, which is already served into the designated ‘glasses’… please allow your slut-toys the rare chance of taste the exquisite wine I just offer you all…
Maitresse Emeraude”
And with that the Lady smiled… an unplanned token of apology, to which she smiled and said as she admired the contents of the cart… a greenish bottle, an already served glass of a whitish liquid, and two dog bowls filled up with similar liquid…
“I understand, yes… please can you set the dishes…?”
And she proceeded to remove her feet of the black kneeling bitch as the maid-slut placed the dog dishes on the floor and moved to hold the glass in her hands, to offer it to the Lady, whom gingerly drank it…
AN UNDETERMINED TIME LATER...
The Lady groaned as she woke up… something felt wrong… she seemed to Have a hangover…
“Mmmmm… so you’re awake… good, I hoped the drug would not damage your senses…”
And there She was… A dark looming figure, in a tight costume, all black but the sides in which trailed a grey line… a weird looking mask covering her face, as it showed a set of snakes in the upper part as hairs, and small boots, then, as the Lady got up and shaked a bit her head as she said…
“W… Who are you…? Where I am…? Let me let you know, I’m a very powerful woman, and When I get out of here I’ll make sure you regret trying to kidnap me…”
The Lady herself noticed she wore another costume, a green and black bikini, that only covered her breasts, hips and feet with soft boots and a domino mask on her face, yet the stranger said…
“Poor Girl… Do you really believe you can escape from here…?”
As she walked out the distance that separated them both and proceeded to give the Lady a punch in the top of her stomach, which caused the lady to double over in pain, yet, this seemingly only irritated her, as she said
“You bitch…!”
As she stood up shakily and ran towards the stranger, punching and kicking in rapid succession, yet the stranger seemed to be able to block every hit, yet it only was needed a good upper to the Lady’s chin to have her spiraling to the floor, from which she quickly recovered and rushed forwards… until the eyelets of her domino mask seemed to vanish, leaving her in absolute darkness, which prompted her to move her hands to remove it, which she found impossible to do so, as a voice was heard…
“Don't try to remove the mask. I am the only one that can control it. It can only be removed by my hands…”
Said the stranger as she laughed while the Lady moved her fists and feet wildly, trying to hit an invisible target but her hands and could find nothing but empty air. The next thing she felt was the stranger boot crashing into her stomach. She fell to the ground in pain, only to cry out in yet more pain as she felt the distinctive sting of a heel digging on a tender hand, then after a brief pause there was another shot of that pain, but in her left hand as the darkness was interrupted by her enemy's fist crashing into her chin. She staggered backward as the darkness and pain filled her body. The laughter continued as the stranger continued to deliver blows to the midsection of the Lady. Always, as the Lady's knees would start to buckle under the pounding being delivered to her body, the stranger would pull her up and continue to apply more punishment…
Soon as unconsciousness started to overcome the Lady as the beating from the stranger went on and on the eyelids re appeared, the slumping Lady watched in horror as a couple of naked kneeling girls looked down as the stranger removed her Mask, revealing the Maitresse, whom said as she glanced over at the blacking out Lady…
“Such a shame… I thought she would last longer… hopefully she won’t disappoint in the future…”
Well, Another part finished, Don’t forget to review… and rate too Come on… I don’t bite that much… ;)…
To Be Continued…
Downward Spiral Chapter V: The Beginning Of The Journey...
STANDARD DISCLAIMER: The following story is entirely fictional, the characters, likenesses, and over all the whole basis of this story is not real. The scenes of extreme torture depicted in this story must not be repeated, even with consent…
Consciousness slowly returned to the battered form as a moan escapes her pink lips after the brutal beating the Maitresse gave to her, and, ironically her first thought is…
Ohh… my head…
Yet as the consciousness returns also does the awareness and, noticing than she can’t close her eyes no matter how hard she tries, she instinctively speaks; or at least tries to ask from her mouth only letting out…
“Hhah…? Hhy aan’t oose yy aif…? Unnhh yy ouhh…!“
By then her eyes finally regained their focus, noticing the two portrait-like photographs filling her visual field as her brain carefully studies them as she tries to blink yet again, noticing fully now that the cursed domino mask is still on and avoiding her to close her eyes as she thinks…
Damned domino mask…
The picture on the left depicted the Maitresse on a green bikini, the top generously supporting her breasts as the bottom covers her private area. Her short hair framing her face, where a loving, inviting smile rests as she poses, big brown eyes filled out with love and pinkish lips predominate in the makeup less face as she leans forwards; her breasts spilling generously despite the to, her right arm outstretched and hand open, reaching out, calling, inviting as her left hand rests on her hip, legs spread straight up as they support the upper body with bare feet and the woman keeps thinking…
God… such a lovely mouth… so tasty… and the eyes… so lovely…
Yet the woman quickly dispels those thoughts, as she immediately self-chastising herself as she knows those thoughts are unbecoming of her since those are thoughts of craven sluts and she is a Superior Dominant woman, so she decides to use her mind to process the second picture, which depicts the Domme differently: again her short hair framing her face, now showing heavy make-up exuding coldness, the steeliest brown eyes gaze forwards, glaring in a look designed to render the greatest, most willful people into little, insignificant specks of dust, hardly worthy of her attention as they are framed by the heavy black shadow as a ruby colored, cold, cruel smirk accompanies the glare, prompting the woman to think…
Look at her…! The whore thinks herself so superior to anyone else…
The body is depicted as standing straight, a black choker on her neck and again, the left hand resting on her left hip but, unlike in the bikini shoot, it exudes a cold resolution instead of the warm seduction; now the left arm is covered by a black leather fingerless glove reaching out to her elbow while a bodice covers from her breasts, making them look bigger as the waist gets narrowed down, up to her crotch, tightly enveloping her body. The right arm is also covered in a fingerless glove, but on the right hand there is a single tail whip as she poises herself ready to strike as her tanned legs go bare, the outfit giving them an unnatural height the right one bending as her right booted foot rests on a wooden box placed forwards , ready to be worshiped as the left boot is hidden by the box itself, then the woman notices the Maitresse wears 4in. stiletto boots; thinking anew…
Wow…! Must hand it to her that shoot looks HOT…! But think… think… what’s going on… I need to figure out where am I so I can escape…
So she tries to calm down, first noticing that she can’t talk, most probably thanks to a ring gag since she can feel dried up saliva on her chin, then remembering the domino mask is on, the woman tries to reach out to remove it she discovers than she is bound of, at least, wrist, elbow and upper arm, then she notices she is kneeling, but barely above ground as she thinks out loud…
Bound… maybe spread eagled… it’s OK… just stay calm…
Then, to her horror, she notices something on her pussy, realizing that a hard something has filled it, she squirms trying to get it out, discovering that her feet are bound too, and finally noticing several murmurs, as people talk she tries to make sense of the voices, and she finally making sense of a warm voice that says…
“Don’t you think the breasts bondage is a bit excessive…?”
“Nonsense…! Mistress ordered her fully bound, so after they finished I got out a moment and came here to fully bind her, besides what are you all doing here…? Did mistress order you all to come here right now too…?”
Said another voice as the woman finally understood the rest of the voices, as they were agreeing with either one of the previous voices until the second one talked to them, then the voices faded down as they moved away as the first voice said again…
“Of course you are aware than that escapade will only further down your place as a toilet slut and will get lady 14 in trouble with Mistress, right…?“
While this was said she saw nothing but the photos until a small relief was felt due to her breasts were freed, yet the relief was short lived as she felt the blood coming back to them, causing discomfort until she falls forwards, noticing than her arms were freed, then, she felt a cold on her knees, meaning than the ropes holding her legs were removed, then she felt herself being lifted, and, upon returning the coldness to her knees, she finished falling forwards but managed to soften her fall with her hands as 63 said…
“My! Look at it, she can’t even kneel straight anymore”
“You try being tied up to that thing for as long she has and you’ll feel like she does too, now hush…”
Answered 62 as the woman tried to steer herself towards the source of the voices and, upon gazing them, found herself choking inwardly as a couple of naked women knelt there… The owner of the first voice was a petite woman, whose blonde hair was a weird contrast to her bronze-toned so, the woman figured out she was a Latina and couldn’t do anything but admire her perfect body, noticing her bare cunt and the big, leathery collar adorning her neck…
The other one was a classical African-American, also naked save her ownership collar; the woman also noticed than, despite being taller than her companion, she seemed to be the most feminine woman she had ever seen as her face was… leaner… than your average African-American as she thought…
Wow… Those sluts are Supreme quality merchandise… how come the whore has such beautiful sluts…? She truly doesn’t deserve them!
Then, as the girls looked back the weird one frowned she crawled towards the fallen woman and, upon reaching to her she leaned in saying…
“A Ring Gag! Goodness sometimes I think you don’t want to get your old job back…!”
“Come on…! It’s supposed to be funny…! The thing was to be fully bound and well cared…”
Was the answer given by the other slut, while the weird one pulled out the ring gag from the woman’s mouth, whom gasped before she hoarsely croaked…
“Who… who are you…? Where… where am I…?”
To which both girls looked at each other, one smiling while the other frowned as the weird one said in calm, soothing voice, as she raised her neck…
“Don’t be afraid… I am 62 and this here is my sister 63…”
Then she pointed to her neck, showing than her collar had a number ‘62’ engraved as 63 said…
“And you’re still on Mistress’ home; of course you are now where the whores and ill behaved bitches are thrown into when they displease Mistress…”
To which 62 just shot a glare at 63, and, while hugging the woman tenderly she butted in saying…
“Of course that’s the case for us sluts as for you… well, I don’t know why Mistress threw you here… a mistake I’m sure…”
‘Yes, a mistake’ thought the woman while 63 butted in anew, a glint of sadism showing in her eyes…
“Then again, Mistress said she’d love to meet you as soon as possible so we’re ordered to help you look your best for the meeting…”
Then, as 63 finished, 62 smiled to the woman and was the last thing she saw, as the girls guided her for some time as 62 kept saying…
“Don’t worry, it’s All Ok, we were just ordered to transport you this way… an exaggeration I guess…”
“Yeah, exaggeration…”
Was 63’s retort yet the woman could do nothing, and, then, unexpectedly her eyes recovered their use, showing a room whose only contents were a tap with a hose connected, some soap, scourers, shampoo, and a bucket, which brought the woman’s pride and anger as she said…
“W… what’s the meaning of this…!? What are you trying to do…?”
This was answered harshly by 63, whom, with the glitter of sadism again in her eyes said eagerly…
“Listen carefully ‘lady’… we are ONLY doing OUR assigned task, for we will be punished if YOU make us delay on it… so shut up and lets us do our job if not for your sake for ours, understood…?”
“For YOUR Sake you say, slut…? Why should I care for your sake…? Why should I care for your sake…? You’re a slut; less than anything… you don’t matter… and if you think I’ll let you ‘bathe’ me like a common whore you are sadly mistaken…”
Was the spiteful answer of the woman, who, ignoring the dirty outfit soiled with her cum and bodily waste and the domino mask had returned to her usual dominant self, focused on them, yet, as 62 was looking at her pleading, 63 ignored her and started walking behind her and, upon reaching behind her she unclasped the woman’s top off while saying…
“Again, ‘lady’, just shut the fuck up and let us do our job… trust me on this… Mistress pissed off is something no one should see… ever…”
Then, as the top fell off the woman screamed in shock and, while covering her breasts in a show of self awareness she turned to glare at 63, noticing than 62 was already alongside her sister as she said in a voice filled with rage …
“HOW DARE YOU!!!??? Don’t you know who I AM…? I’m Hazama Midori and I’ll…”
Then the woman just shut up and looked on shocked as 62 gave her a slap… she knew the kind of slut 62 seemed to be and knew she would never oppose to a superior unless another, more terrifying in the eyes of the slut gave the command or she was too terrified of what may happen if she didn’t do the unthinkable act, so she didn’t quite hear her as she whispered…
“Please forgive me but sister is right… we don’t want to anger Mistress so please just let us bathe you and get you to Mistress so she can explain it all to you…”
And she slowly removed the bottom of the suit, leaving the woman stark naked so, as 63 got the hose and started wetting her while 62 scrubbed gently, rinsing her clean; unfortunately the woman was feeling something amiss and decided to express it by squirming and moving, making it harder for the bathers as 62 said again…
“Please stop moving, we are already late as it is, we don’t need more hold ups…”
“S… sorry… c… can’t… h… helppp youuuuu… I… I’m mooree f… focused onnn h… holldinggg ittt uppp…”
The Lady retorted as 63 decided to stop the whore’s play so Mistress wouldn’t be too hard on them as she harshly said…
“Holding what up for Mistress’ sake … just keep fucking still, OK We need to finish this so we can take you to Mistress and wrap this up…”
To which 62 took the time to notice the woman, and then timidly told her sister, trying to make it be as kind as possible for the woman…
“Sis…? I think she needs to pee, at least I think it is just that… Am I wrong…?”
This brought a wicked smile to 63’s face as she saw the woman swing her head to the sides, denying what 62 said yet moaning “toilet…” and, as the smile turned out to become an evil grin, 63 said…
“So, the slut needs to shit eh…? Well, she can do it there…”
While pointing to the bucket, causing the woman’s eyes to bulge out, while 62 said in an apologetic voice…
“It’s the only way here… please hurry up so we can finish this up…”
Then the woman lowered her eyes, blushing crimson as her caretakers looked at her… 62 with deep sorrow, as she was genuinely sorry for the woman while 63 had her wicked grin, both knowing than the delay just shortened their hopes of making it up on time, so 63 said…
“The other choice would be to do it right here as you are, but this drain can’t deal with shit so hurry up and move before you have my sister and I killed…”
“Killed…?” thought the woman, as she hoped it wouldn’t be the case, reasoning it than those sluts were well trained and their deaths would be a waste as she walked slowly towards the bucket, still blushing, but one shade deeper; so humiliated yet she knew she knew she couldn’t hold it longer anymore: the had to at least pee so she could be better prepared for whatever might come…
“Hurry up…! We don’t have all the fucking day…”
Said 63 as the woman squatted over the bucket, releasing a yellow stream of piss her face blushing yet more but on her mouth was marked an expression of pure bliss, never noticing the cameras filming it all and, suddenly, a “thud” was heard as a brown shit fell into the bucket, pushing the woman off balance, making her fall forwards as 62 said…
“Oh my…! Look at that…”
And, then laughter was heard… for 63 laughed as she said…
“HA HA HA… Check it out… it reeks hideously… what the fuck did you eat ‘lady’…? HA HA HA …”
Thankfully no one noticed than 62 was next to the woman as she lay there, but 62 was transfixed by the sight of her ass, and was even licking her lips before she said…
“Here, let me help you…”
And 62 leaned in, diving between the ass cheeks licking the space thoroughly, enjoying the taste, moaning while she cleaned but never daring to invade her ass hole as 63 laughed and mocked disgust then, 62 rose her head saying…
“Mmm… delicious… she tastes like a Queen… you should truly taste this sister…”
This was enough to cut off abruptly 63’s laughter as she glared at 62 while saying…
“Could you two hurry up…? Clock’s ticking…”
Then 62 finished cleaning the woman’s ass and guided her back, resuming her bath and, after finishing helping her into a new bikini-like outfit complete with a new domino mask which accentuated her beauty and 62 said…
“Wow… Impressive you are so beautiful… now let’s go, maybe we’ll be on time…”
And all three started to walk out, when 63 said grinning…
“Mistress decided than you were to be blinded in between places, so that’s that…”
And proceeded to close the eyelids anew as 62 said…
“While it’s true Mistress ordered her blind, I think you are up to something sister… as for you, lady… just follow our voices…”
And they walked anew, the girls chatting of menial subjects and goading the woman until 63 managed to trip her, saying while stifling her laughter…
“Hurry up… Mistress waits…”
Alas, the poor woman had to crawl along the sluts, 63 making sure to hinder and otherwise further torture her until 62 said…
“We’re here Mistress, and we’ve brought her here as you ordered…”
Well, another part finished, don’t forget to review… and rate too Come on… I don’t bite that much… ;)…
To Be Continued…
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