Mother's Owner # 2
by Paladin
"Cool", a female voice said behind Olives back. She was mortified. Her
daughter had....
Their was a rustling of paper and Olive felt her hair being grabbed
causing her head to unwind from the tight ball she had assumed when she heard
the them approached the car.
A flash of chrome streaked by her eyes and she fled a cold constriction at
her throat. Breathing became hard as the dog choke chain cut off her air supply
causing her to lift her head, further and further from the 'protection' of the
ball.
She heard,
SNAP
Then she looked up to see that Violet had a leash extending through her
field of vision disappearing under her chin. She looked over and saw the other
teen. This was the girl, her daughter had told here of. The girl was a 'sadistic
little dike'. Vi's words not hers.
Lona was tall, thin and with a pixie cut head of black hair. The dark piercing
eyes added to the overall sinister effect of the all black attire she wore.
The steady pull to her throat, caused her to come up from her desired
position, out of sight, on the floor, curled into a small ball of white female
flesh. More and more of her nudity came into the view of the obviously delighted
new teen. With a sparkle in her eyes the teen reached out her slim right hand.
"Nice tits! I like up big like this!", Lonia said as she took a hand full
of the quivering right mammary. "Boy am I going to have fun with these. Bet you
really sucked on these." She said as she half turned to Vi.
"Now Mrs. Campbell... Oh that sounds so formal when I have your tit in my
hand. Let's see...I'll call you Oli.... No I think I'll call you 'O' just like
in that book. Don't you think that would be better." the new teen asked as she
squeezed and gave a slight twist to the mammary in her control.
"OOOO Please that hurts.. OOOOO Stop it ....I...." Olive began to protest
but the girls expression soured and she twisted the flesh harder. From her
position above and behind the woman the teen had all the leverage.
"Listen bitch... Vi told me all about your hot little cunt. She even
showed me the pic's of you and your fuck. Kind o' old fart but who am I to
judge. Was he a good fuck?? You want to argue on anything, and we will just tie
this leash to that pole and drive off. Then you can fuck your way home.... You
understand ME! " Lonia told the cringing woman. "Now shut up and do what I tell
you O."
With her hands cuffed behind her, nude and a choke collar on her neck
Olive had nothing to say. She looked up over he shoulder, for compassion into
the smiling faces or the two young females. She saw only delight and wonder.
They looked over their new possession and it boggled their minds. Here was
a nude adult woman at their disposal. She was theirs!! If she so much as balked
they could just tie her to a support column and leave her. She would suffer
social ostracism, and they could not be brought to any accountability.
If she went along, ... she was theirs forever. Oh what fun they were going
to have with her!!
"Now is O all right with you?" Lonia turned and asked Vi keeping control
of the now twisted tit.
"I think it is great. Compact and it tells her just what she is. Just like
in the book. A sex slave..." Vi expressed her opinion. "You do understand that,
don't you M... O."
"From now on you are 'O,' and I and she are your Mistresses. You will not
speak till you are given permission and you will do what we order without
hesitation. You got that bitch." Lonia demanded from her overseer position.
"Yes... Mistress" Olive answered miserably to a tug of the choke chain to
her delicate throat and the further squeeze of her already hurting right
mammary.
"I know just the place we can take her for the night." Lonia said, "But
first we have to get her 'comfortable.' Come on bitch it is a long ride. First
get out of the car.."
The steady pressure to the choke collar and the command left her no
choice. She reluctantly uncoiled and crawled out of the back seat of the 'safe'
car floor to the seemingly cold damp air of the parking garage. Lonia let go of
the tit during her rise but ran her hands over the smooth white ass of her new
girl toy.
Once outside she tried to crouch down and hide behind the car's metal.
Lonia used the crotch to again get in a lot of skin contact.
"Please...Mistress... Someone mi...OOOO" Olives exclaimed as her right
tit was hit with the slack part of the vinyl leash. Vi wasn't going to let her
get away with any break in the rules.
"Dumb bitch O. You are not to speak. You are to ask permission first.
Then, if we allow it, you can speak. If not you shut your face. You ask
permission by saying, 'Can your cunt slave O please speak MISTRESS?' And no you
can not. I don't care if someone sees you. You are just a bitch... So it is up
to us who we show you to... You got that??" Lonia demanded. Violet burst out
laughing and Olive, with a sore left tit, miserably hung her head in the imposed
silence and tried to hide behind the girls and the car.
"Now where we are going is a ways and I do not want my bitch to be
uncomfortable, so you just squat there and pee for us." Lonia ordered the
cringing woman.
"TOO MUCH...." Vi exclaimed with glee...
Olive was stunned... and
froze. She could only looked up at the girls and shake her head slowly from side
to side.
Then a viscous snap of the leash across her unprotected nipples convinced
her that this girl was serious. The sight of the arm raised again for another
stroke caused her to squat slightly and spread her feet wide apart. She strained
to open her little sphincter muscle to obey the horrible command. Her nipples
were stinging..
"In the future, if you cause us to have to correct your sorry ass, when
you finally agree, we will do all over again after you do what is required. That
will be to convince you that you abstinence will only cause you more pain.
You'll learn quicker that way."
Olive was having a tough time of completing the required task. She had
never been required to... do such a thing in her life, and before two other
women..
(Peeing on command is never easy.)
"Hurry up bitch O we haven't got all day." Vi demanded with a snicker. "O
here comes that old Mrs. Stevens you hate soo. You don't hurry... Boy what an
eye full she will get..."
Panic overcame poor Olive...
SPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP
Olive did the humiliating task, her young keepers had ordered. Sheepishly
she looked up for approval and saw her daughter Vi had recorded her humiliation
with their home video camera.
"I'll get Chad to make me some stills of this. Why we can place um in the
old family album O. Won't that be gas!! I bet Grandma will love um" Vi smiled.
"OKKKK Now we can..." Lonia started.
"No!! She has to wipe up first. I don't want any stinky cunt dribble in
my nice car." Vi demanded as she put down the video camera.
"What do you want to do.. should we take her into the mall and get her
some paper?" Lonie retorted.
Olive hopped. Her panic was intense. She would
just....
"NA let me go get a rag from the trunk." Vi answered handing the leash to
Lonie.
Soon she returned with the white panties she had removed from her mother
earlier.
Vi ordered, "Spread them legs O. Then we can go. Unless you want to stand
around here and give beaver shots of that ugly cunt to all the boys."
With mixed feelings Olive spread her legs to keep her daughter happy and
then the cotton was run through her crack. Back and forth it was rubbed by her
own daughter. The friction caused her little nub to heat up...
"Would you look at that... This cunt is insatiable..." Lonia said
observing the stiffning nipples whick O could not hide..
"Ya and she loves those dicks too." Vi answered as she threw the now
soiled panties on the floor of the garage. "Wanna wait to see what happens when
one comes along?"
"Wait a minute. That is littering. Pick them up. I've got a use for them."
Lonia demanded.
Vi reached down and picked up the soiled white garment with two fingers.
She held them at arms length to her friend.
Lonia took them and went to the passenger side of the car. She placed them
on the floor after she had opened the door.
"O I want you to kneel right there on that spot. Like a good bitch.."
Lonia ordered.
Olive did as ordered by the young woman. She was happy to be inside the
relative protection of the car. She looked up and saw Lonia was unbuttoning her
jeans.
She was curious when the girl removed her jeans and panties and got into
the passenger seat and spread her legs to encompass the cringing nude woman's
head.
"O look at the nice pussy you are going to eat. Get in there right now and
get it fresh... I said get in there bitch or do I have to take you out again
and play slap the nips?"
Olive was flabbergasted. When Lonia scooted over her head, she had
attempted to get as far away from the girls sex as she could, given the confines
of the car dash.
"O come on get right in there... You know what to do... I don't have to
tell you... You may not have done it before but you know what you'd like.."
Lonia ordered.
O laid her face into the smelly dark haired secrete place of the girl. She
was horrified.
"I got it all hot and bothered just for you. Why I even let it go this
morning. I knew I'd run into an up tight bitch like you. Now you get right in
there slurp up the goodies...."
The girls legs were draped over O's shoulders and her hair was pulled back
to cause her face to come right up into the smelly black hair.
"Lonia...." Vi said.
"Hunch.... Oh yea... for the album." Lonia said as she twisted O's hair
causing her to pier up from the hated sex to the all seeing eye of Vi's camera..
