Headmistress' Favorite Sport

Chapter 6

At Mistress Rachel and Master Tony's house Denise was pushed into the role of maid along side her mother, Susanna. Susanna had been reshaped exactly as Mistress Rachel wanted it. She was now a devoted little nymphomaniac slave who loved her mistress and master and who would do anything for them. Like Denise she had been chastised, her pussy now residing behind a pair of panties made from a fine metal mesh. The mesh was stiff and around Susanna's pussy it was domed so that it was impossible to rub the panties against the pussy and get off that way.

Susanna was both sad and very excited to see the sissy that had once been her son. Denise was now an amazingly sexy slut far more well-trained than herself. Susanna lusted after Denise from the moment she saw her again, her feeling of lust mixed with guilt over her incestuous feelings. Denise was filled with similar feelings, but both were too well trained to touch or kiss.

Denise didn't even go near Master Tony's cock for the first week. When she wasn't performing her duties as a maid the twins used her. Joanna and Jocelyn simply loved torturing Denise, especially her balls. There were times when Denise thought that the twins would beat Headmistress in the race to castrate her, so severe was the torture. Most days her genitals were so swollen that the mesh holding her balls cut into the flesh pressing itself out between the wires. Every movement was pain and to make sure that the pain was maximized the twins connected her knees with a short chain insuring that she would be unable relieve some of the pain by spreading her legs.

There were roughly two kinds of torture session with the twins. In the first kind all their attention would be directed at Denise's balls and it was in these sessions that she feared that she would be castrated. She would be tied up spread eagle and blindfolded. Usually the twins would warm up by whipping her legs and tits, perhaps sticking some needles in them. Then they would direct their attention to her balls. Denise was always blindfolded so she didn't know what was coming, but the twins both liked to play with her balls at the same time. Typically one would start by flicking her nail on one testicle while the other did the same on the other. Denise would already be crying and begging here and it only got worse. Needle play was popular with the girls, sticking needles slowly into Denise's testicle and withdrawing them just as slowly only to insert them in a new spot. Squeezing them and kicking them also turned the girls on and while Denise screamed in pain she could often hear the sounds of frantic lovemaking from the girls. One of their favorites was the soldering iron. They would touch her balls with briefly, just long enough to make a small and very painful burn but not long enough to cause permanent damage. They would also use it by holding it to Denise's chastity tube, heating it until it burned her whole penis. This drove Denise absolutely mad with pain and it drove the girls mad with lust.

The second kind of session usually came right after the first kind. Here the exhausted Denise would stand on all fours, eating pussy on one twin while the other "took care of" her back or ass. Whipping Denise's ass was a favorite as was making Denise cum. Of course the twins made her cum in such a way she derived very little pleasure from it. While she licked one of the twins would insert a massive round pole in her ass and push it so far in that Denise thought it would soon come out of her mouth. When Denise was groaning in pain and discomfort, her breath labored from the intrusion in her ass, the pole would be twisted around. The pressure and the twisting usually ended with Denise's cock spraying its load in a manner, which provided Denise with very little pleasure. The process was also painful because the tube squeezed her cock so much that any fluid passing through her urinary tract caused her pain.

The sessions were enormously demanding for Denise, leaving her completely exhausted. But of course she still had to perform her regular duties afterwards. She had been subjected to the same level of pain, and worse, at the hands of Headmistress, but Headmistress knew that she had let her slave rest between sessions to get the full benefit of the torture while not wearing the slave out. The twins were too eager and too inexperienced and had been waiting for a whole year for the opportunity to torture their onetime brother. Now they were about to wear Denise out. They tortured Denise in the morning and at night, doing it in the middle of the day also and Denise was so tired that she could barely stand, her whole body just one mass of pain. She barely had enough energy to scream properly, which only made the twins torture her harder. Finally Mistress Rachel stepped in and explained to the twins how to handle the situation. Joanna and Jocelyn looked at each other a little sheepishly as they realized the mistake they had been about to make. Denise was lying at their feet in a puddle of piss. The twins had pissed on her after she had collapsed after the last session. Realizing their mistake the twins set about correcting it and giving Denise the rest she needed. They washed the barely conscious Denise and changed her corset, collar and shoes before gagging her with a huge black ball-gag, cutting off her hearing with a pair of earplugs and hooding her with a thick, black rubber hood. Then they put her in a rubber bag where only her hooded head and her feet stuck out. Denise's arms were pressed against her body along her sides and she was unable to do anything but wriggle a little. This freedom of movement was taken away from her as the twins strapped her to a rubber-covered bench and left her to recuperate. They fed her through a hole in her gag and she was allowed to piss once a day when they opened a flap in the sleeping bag and took out her member and sucked the urine out of it. A most painful and humiliating experience.

Denise surely needed to rest and at first it was nice to be left alone, but after two days her inability to move and the complete lack of impressions of any kind, other than feeding and urine extraction, began to get to her. After three days she was desperate and when they removed her from the cocoon after four days she crawled over to their feet and kissed their shoes while she thanked them. They in turn were so glad she had recuperated that they promptly subjected her to yet another furious torture session.

But now it seemed that Mistress Rachel and Master Tony wanted a piece of the action as well. Finally Denise was allowed to give Master Tony the blowjob she had dreamed of giving for so long. When he deemed it "alright" her sissy heart swelled with pride and Mistress Rachel's arm pushed up her ass felt like a gentle caress in spite of the fact the fisting made her gasp for breath.

Life settled into routine were Denise was used both as a maid and as pain toy without being worn out, but as the summer was almost over and the time when Denise would go back to school approached, Mistress Rachel and Master Tony had surprise for Denise and Susanna.

One day, while cleaning the toilets (Denise licking the bowl while Susanna licked the floor) they were called into the living room. Here Mistresses Rachel, Joanna and Jocelyn were waiting together with Master Tony. The twins were dressed in full-body rubber suits, Joanna's red and Jocelyn's red, and both were wearing knee-high boots, laced up the front, with six-inch stilettos and in colors matching their respective suits. Mistress Rachel was wearing what looked like a very revealing rubber swimsuit made of black rubber and with a split crotch. She wore rubber opera gloves and thigh-high stiletto boots with seven-inch heels. On her head was an all black officers uniform cap and she looked very menacing as she idly tapped the riding crop she held in her right hand against her left palm. Master Tony stood behind Mistress Rachel looking at Denise and Susanna with an expectant little smile. He was dressed in black leather: black leather boots, black leather pants and a black leather jacket, which was open in the front so that you could see his bare, muscular chest.

In the room was also a fifth person. She had platinum blonde hair and a killer body, wide in the hips and with tits at least size 46DD. She was dressed like a street hooker: white ankle-high stiletto boots with six inches heels, a white leather mini skirt, a leopard-skin top holding her giant tits and a short white leather jacket. She stood with her feet together, her chest out, hands behind her back, looking down like a slave. Denise thought that she looked strangely familiar. When Susanna saw her, she began to cry. Mistress Rachel got up from the couch with a big grin on her face. Both the twins and Master Tony were grinning as well. "Well Denise," she began, "now that you are home for the holidays, we all thought it would be appropriate with a little family get-together. So I want you to meet your father Tom." As Denise drew a sharp breath of shock as she recognized her father, the whore's head jerked up sharply to look at Denise. Mistress Rachel continued: "Of course she's called Tammy now and works as a whore for an associate of ours, Master Antwan. Show them your tiny little thing Tammy." Tammy had tears in her eyes as she recognized her son the sissy slave, but she instantly obeyed the order as she said: "Mistress, yes, Mistress." Her voice was a light soprano, not unlike Denise's. As she lifted up her mini skirt Denise saw that her member was imprisoned in the same way that her own was. She also noticed that Tammy, who was supposed to be her father, looked worn, as if she had worked for a long time as a whore. Her genitals and the skin on the inside of her thighs were scarred from years of abuse. She cried softly as she looked at what had become of her son. Mistress Rachel spoke again as the twins giggled in the background: "We always thought that Tom was a useless little wimp and Tony suspected that he might even be repressing gay tendencies. Sure enough when Tony came on to him, he responded. That was how we managed to lure him in to the city and abduct him. He thought he was meeting Tony for a date at the buss station. Instead Tony nabbed him and shipped him off to a good long stay with Dr. Jacobsen. When he returned we kept him as a slave in the basement for some time before we got bored with him and sold him to Antwan. Tammy has been working for Antwan as a whore for about eight years now. I understand that she still earns good money for Antwan. Isn't that right slut?" Tammy answered in a subdued voice, her tears clearly heard: "Mistress, yes Mistress." Master Tony took over: "We rent the bitch from time to time, mostly to let the girls have a bit of fun. They do love slapping the useless bitch around. Isn't that right ladies?" The twins laughed hard as they answered: "Yes Tony. She is not as much fun torturing as Denise, but she is still great fun fisting." Tammy blushed with shame as she heard her daughters. Susanna was crying hopelessly as she heard this. She hadn't believed that Tom would run out on her, but she had been forced to accept it when he had disappeared and no other plausible explanation was offered. Finding out that he had been about to cheat on her with Tony was bad enough, but finding out that he had been kept as slave right under her nose all these years was too much to bear. And to think that her own daughters were in on this too! The twins had really proven themselves to be the most vicious bitches she had ever come across. Susanna hadn't met Regina von Kaltenbrunner.

Mistress Rachel spoke again: "As I've said, we think its time for a little family get-together. Into the dungeon bitches!" With this order Susanna, Tammy and Denise scampered into the elevator to be transported down to the dungeon. Here they were ordered to strip and soon Susanna and Denise stood wearing only corset and high heels. Tammy wore only her high-heeled boots. Like Susanna and Denise, she had been forced to wear stilettos for 24/7 and like Susanna and Denise she was now unable to stand flatfooted anymore. All three slaves were forced to wear high-heels all the time now. Denise noticed that Tammy very sexy body was scarred like her genitals. Her tits were marked by numerous cigarette burns and both her tits and ass bore scars obviously made by whips. Still Denise found Tammy very sexy. Denise didn't feel quite so guilty about this as she did about her desire for her mother. She supposed that it was because her father had disappeared long ago and this sexy shemale didn't really remind her that much of him. Beside Denise would have sex with anyone she was ordered to have sex with, so whether or not to feel guilty was really a moot point. When ordered there was nothing to do but obey.

She received her orders. Her cock was freed from its prison for the first time in months and it instantly became rock hard. Susanna was ordered down on all fours and Denise was then ordered to kneel behind her. None of the slaves were tied in any way, but still there was no hesitation. They were too well trained by now, their capability to make independent decisions stripped away. As Denise took up position behind her mother she was overwhelmed with the desire to fuck Susanna as hard as she possibly could, guilt-feelings or no guilt-feelings. Susanna felt much the same. She hadn't had an orgasm in over a month and she desperately wanted Denise to penetrate her, to take her deep and hard. As she waited for the order, her need growing with every passing second, Joanna and Jocelyn knelt by her side: "Well, well Denise," Joanna started before Jocelyn took over: "We see that you are back to your old incestuous ways, you worthless slut." Denise blushed with shame, but her raging erection did not go away. Joanna laughed quietly as she spoke: "Now you are going to fuck your mother, you useless little slut." "But," Jocelyn continued, "if either of you two worthless sluts cum before we allow it, you are all going be screaming for rest of the night. Understood?" Both Susanna and Denise nodded eagerly. They were past the hesitation now and both just wanted to fuck. When Joanna gave the order Denise penetrated Susanna from behind. Both moaned with pleasure as Denise's cock slid effortlessly into Susanna's sopping wet cunt. Denise almost came right then and there but managed to hold it reminding herself of painful a session with the twins could be. It was not the best thing she could have thought of if she wanted to hold back an orgasm since Regina von Kaltenbrunner had made sure that pleasure and pain were inextricably linked in Denise's mind. Still, she managed to hold back her orgasm while pumping in and out of her mother. Susanna for her part had just as much trouble holding back her orgasm. Although Susanna would never admit it to herself, she had dreamed of this moment for almost a year now. Hard as it was to admit, the sex she had had with Denise the year before had been perhaps the best and most intense she had ever had. Now Denise had matured as a sissy and grown into a devastatingly sexy being. Her skills had improved vastly as well. There hadn't been many lessons at the academy in how to fuck someone using your own cock, but the few there had been were well remembered. At the same time Denise's hands found all Susanna's soft spots. Her hands worked without her even thinking about it, driving Susanna completely wild. It became increasingly hard for her to hold back her orgasm as Denise's caresses increased in intensity with her own mounting excitement. The onlookers were also finding it harder and harder to hide their excitement. The scene before them was simply too hot not to be affected. The twins were already fondling each other furiously and Rachel had her legs wrapped around Tony as they enjoyed a standing fuck. Tammy only succeeded in keeping her hands off her raging erection by thinking of the punishment she would receive if she masturbated.

Denise was actually crying with unfulfilled lust when Mistress Rachel finally allowed them to cum. The words had barely left her mouth before Susanna's body was wracked by orgasmic spasms as she screamed out her orgasm. Soon after Denise emitted a high-pitched girlish shriek as her body jerked and she shot her load into her mother. Denise's orgasm seemed to go on forever and Susanna actually managed to cum once more while Denise was still shrieking with pleasure. Finally Denise collapsed, spent from what was surely the best orgasm of her life. Master Tony towered over her as he addressed her: "Now you dirty, little bimbo, its time to clean up your mess. First the floor, then your mother's pussy." Denise's face burned with shame, in spite of the fact that she was feeling extremely relaxed after her magnificent orgasm, but she got to work immediately. After licking up the jism, which had trickled out of Susanna's pussy and onto the floor, Denise lay down on her back as Susanna sat on her face. They both waited there a little while in breathless anticipation, but eventually the order came for Denise to lick up the remaining cum and then make Susanna cum until ordered to stop. Susanna screamed with joy as Denise used her talented and trained tongue to bring her to a series of thundering orgasms. Denise's cock now stood straight up, again twitching with need. So did Tammy's, but her's was now slick with pre-cum and she whimpered with need. Master Antwan had not let her cum in more than a year and being so close, her cock free for the first time in a year, and not being able to fuck was driving her completely mad. When they were finally ordered to stop, Denise's cock was also slick with pre-cum and Susanna was bleary-eyed from all the times she had cum.

Master Tony pulled Susanna off Denise and tied her arms with an armbinder and left her kneeling in front of a chair. She looked completely spent. Then he turned to Denise and Tammy: "I think it is about time you two got acquainted. Hold each other and begin kissing and caressing each other. Only two rules: no touching your pathetic little dicks and no cuming. Now git!" Denise looked insecurely at Tammy and Tammy looked insecurely back. But there was no way around it. Not only had they been ordered to, but also both were much too horny not to. Tammy took the initiative and grabbed Denise's head and kissed long and hard. Denise kissed her back and soon the two sissies were kissing and caressing furiously, their hands expertly finding each other's erogenous zones. Their cocks rubbed against each other and soon they were moaning with urgent need. Still they were not allowed to cum. This went for quite a while and to make matters worse the twins took up position behind. Joanna whipped Denise's ass and Jocelyn whipped Tammy's ass. The whipping only fuelled Denise's lust, conditioned as she was, and judging from Tammy's moans she felt much the same. After whipping the sissies for good long while, the twins changed tactics and instead moved in close as both inserted a couple of fingers in the ass of the slave they had chosen. The need was now unbearable for both slave sluts as they cried with unfulfilled lust. Denise thought that she would loose her mind when Mistress Rachel intervened: "Do a 69 sluts and keep sucking until you are told to stop." Neither Denise nor Tammy needed any further encouragement. They dropped to the floor and since Tammy got there first she took up position under Denise as Denise took Tammy's member in her mouth and she positioned her own cock over Tammy's mouth and felt her warm mouth embrace it. It was pure heaven and Tammy came within a few seconds. She screamed and bucked, her mouth still enveloping Denise's cock as she sprayed a truly enormous load into Denise's mouth. Had Denise not been so well trained she would probably have spilled some of Tammy's load, but as it was she had to swallow hard and fast to keep up with the flow. Not long after swallowing the last drop she came herself, thrusting her pelvis down in Tammy's face as she did. Both sluts remained hard after cuming. They were oversexed and had been denied for so long that they wouldn't get soft before after a few orgasms. Denise's hands were again active, exploring Tammy's ass and caressing her balls. Her touch was that of a true expert and it seemed that Tammy came two times for every time Denise came. Not that Denise minded. She was getting off while doing what she did best and she loved every second of it. When Master Tony knelt down behind her, squatting over Tammy's face as he fucked Denise's ass, Denise almost cried with pleasure. Life as slave didn't get much better than this.

Tammy thought exactly the same. She sometimes felt that she should hate Mistress Rachel and Master Tony for enslaving her, but she couldn't really bring herself to it. She had to admit that although being a chastised shemale whore had never been part of her fantasies, she had had submissive fantasies for a while before Master Tony had come on to her. The fact was that she had suppressed her desire for other men for so long before Master Tony came along. And while they had sold to a cruel man who thought only of her potential for making money, Mistress Rachel and Master Tony did rent her back from time to time and although a stay with them and the twins was bound to be painful, it was usually also rewarding. None of them were the type of dominant who gave nothing to their slaves. Her shock at seeing her son as a sissy slave was wearing off too. There was nothing she could do about it and besides it seemed like Denise was more or less a natural. Her sexual skills were far beyond Tammy's own.

Tammy lived a dull, humiliating and painful life as Master Antwan's property. He was the biggest pimp in the city with numerous girls and boys working for him, both slaves and non-slaves. He had whorehouses and he had street girls and he catered to any perversion. He owned the hotels, which the whores used so that his enforcers were always around to protect his property. Tammy thought this was a good thing, since she had been saved from out of control customers more than once by these enforcers. Tammy belonged to the group of whores whom the customers could abuse in any way they liked, as long as they paid for it. Causing permanent damage or killing a whore like Tammy required only enough cash. Tammy was only allowed to cum when a customer wanted it, which very rarely happened. A the start of Tammy's career she had had guys with sort of a romantic inclination who had freed her cock and given her a reach-around as they fucked her, but this type of customer had all but disappeared as she grew older and her body became more scarred. As Tammy approached forty she knew that she didn't have more than five or perhaps ten years as a whore left in her. For now she earned good money and Master Antwan liked it that way, but Tammy remembered her friend Francine. Francine had also been a shemale whore and Master Antwan's property. The first man to enslave her had been a body builder as had Francine. The man, Master Rick had been his name, had broken her completely and removed her teeth in process. Even though it was years since Master Rick had sold Francine when Tammy met her, and she had been with more than one other master or mistress since then, Francine still spoke lovingly of Master Rick. She and Tammy used to sleep together when they were not out whoring, their imprisoned members rubbing uselessly against each other as they whispered to each other before sleeping. It was here that Francine told Tammy her story. Francine had been the most submissive creature Tammy had ever met and she had attracted the really nasty customers. As a consequence she had worn out very quickly and her earnings had started dropping. Then one day she disappeared. Of course no one informed the other slaves about what happened, but Francine had been fearing that something like that would happen to her and so Tammy was not unprepared for her friends disappearance. Tammy speculated that Master Antwan had given her to a particularly brutal customer and charged him a hefty price for doing away with Francine, but she had had no way of knowing. Some time after Francine disappeared, Tammy had found out what had happened to Francine. She had found out by pure accident. Tammy had been in the private dungeon of a customer, a particularly brutal woman. The woman had been almost out of control and Tammy feared that she herself would be permanently damaged or killed by the woman, who seemed to constantly restrain herself. It was extremely scary to see that the woman had to hold herself back all the time so as not to damage Tammy.

The walls of the woman's dungeon were plastered with pictures of torture scenes and the woman took plenty of pictures of Tammy as well. At one point, while the woman was preparing for her next bit of sport, she allowed Tammy to rest a little. As she did, her eyes found a spot on one wall showing only dead slaves. There were nine pictures in all and all the slaves in them had been asphyxiated in some way. Some had bags over their head, while others had been strangled with rope. All were tied with barbed wire and all had been horribly tortured. In the center of the bottom row was a picture of Francine. Her whole body was a mass of red welts and burn marks. She had been tied with barbed wire like the others, her hands were in a back prayer position and looked broken. She was in a hogtie position, her legs tied off to her waist. Her cock and balls had been skewered by several knitting needles and around her throat was a tightly wound piece of rope. She was blue in the face, her tongue almost black as it hung out and her eyes looked ready to pop right out of her head.

Tammy had been so scared and shocked that she almost lost control over her bladder and bowels, but the thought of what the woman would do to her when she saw the mess, enabled Tammy to hold on to her waste. When the woman returned she noticed Tammy's terrified looks and grinned broadly as she nodded towards the spot where the pictures of the dead slave hung: "So you've seen my little art collection. What do you think, you filthy shit?" Tammy's mouth was dry and her throat constricted as she stammered her reply: "Mistress, very nice, Mistress." The woman had leaned in close, her face almost touching Tammy's as she spoke slowly and deliberately: "Bullshit, slave. It bet you find it disgusting and sick, don't you, you worthless slave shit?" Tammy shook her head frantically as she became convinced that her picture would soon adorn the wall. She finally lost control over her bladder from fear and her piss fell onto the floor. This defused the situation as the woman began to laugh. Laughing she grabbed Tammy's balls viciously as she said: "Don't worry you little shit. I haven't paid for that kind of sport this time, so you're safe. For now." She leaned in and caressed Tammy's cheek with the other hand. Tammy wanted to scream but she was too paralyzed with fear and the woman could speak in a low voice: "Seeing how much you like the pictures maybe I should buy you for my next session?" This time Tammy did scream as the woman laughed at her fear and pain.

She had been badly shocked when the woman released her and it wasn't until a few days later that it occurred to her that the woman probably loved to scare the shit out of the whores she brought home. If she just wanted to enjoy the pictures, a photo album would have been much more suitable. No, the reason they were on the wall was to scare her victims, which meant that she scared everyone this way and not just the one she ended up buying for her "special" sessions. Still, the possibility that she would end up like Francine scared her badly. Tammy had adjusted to her life as a slave and although she was not nearly as submissive as her son, she did enjoy some aspects of her life as a whore. Not immediately obvious as she was forced into this life, she had realized that she did in fact have some power. The power of her sex. Her ability to provide her customers with fabulous orgasms actually turned Tammy on. But mostly it was dull and humiliating with no rewards in sight. She had tried running away, but both times Master Antwan's enforcers had caught her before she could even step on a buss or take the subway. She got nowhere near anyone who could or would help her. Tammy had also tried pleading to one of her nicer customers to buy her, but that had gotten her into trouble as well. Now she was resigned to her life as slave, and although she feared it greatly, she also knew that she would probably end up in more or less the same way as Francine. Finding out that her son was destined for the same kind of fate was a bad blow, made all the more devastating by the fact that she was powerless to prevent it. The only thing that provided a little comfort was the obvious pleasure Denise took in her submission. It didn't change the fact that she would probably live a short and painful life, but at least she would derive some pleasure from it.

For now life was good for Tammy and Denise. They had switched places so that Tammy was now on top being fucked by Master Tony while Denise lay on the floor, sucking Tammy's cock. In the corner Mistress Rachel and the twins were conducting a very brutal fisting experiment on Susanna. Rachel had her fist and most of her lower arm up Susanna's ass while Jocelyn had her fist and lower arm up Susanna's cunt. At the other end Joanna was pumping her fist in and out of Susanna's mouth and throat. Susanna, with her arms still held by the armbinder, was almost blue in the face with her eyes looking ready to pop out of their sockets. She was learning the hard way just how much she enjoyed being fisted and just how much she enjoyed being choked while she was being fucked. The fists and arms in her lower openings were providing her with the most fantastic combination of pleasure and pain she had ever experienced, while the choking heightened the whole thing, magnifying her pleasure many, many times. She had thought that the fuck she and Denise had just had was the best ever, but she had been wrong. This was beyond a shadow of doubt the best fuck of her life. Susanna had found her biggest turn on and she loved both the twins and Rachel for showing her.

When everyone had finished fucking Susanna crawled over to Rachel's feet to thank her, but her voice didn't work. The fisting had rendered her temporarily speechless, but Rachel recognized that Susanna was displaying real gratitude and not just putting on the required display. Rachel found this very endearing and decided that the right way to reward such behavior would be to make Susanna's everyday life even harder and more painful. Dilation of all her opening would definitely be part of her further enslavement.

The family reunion continued for two more days at the end of which everyone was ready to collapse. The orgy, with its mixture of fucking and torture had worn everyone out, but now it was time for daily life to resume. This meant that the twins were going back for their final year of high-school, that Denise would go back to the academy for her final year in slave training and that Tammy would go back to whoring on the street. Tammy cried and begged Mistress Rachel and Master Tony to buy her again. She would much rather be their slave than Master Antwan's, but as pleasant as the reunion had been there was no mercy for Tammy. Dressed in her street clothes she was escorted to the car Master Antwan had sent to pick her up. Tammy, Susanna and Denise all cried as she was driven off. As for Denise, she was put back in her school clothes, white Oxfords with seven-inch heels, white corset, white collar, white butt-plug and shackles on her ankles connected by a ten-inch chain. Her arms were put into a white, leather armbinder but before she was gagged and blindfolded, she was allowed to suck Master Tony's dick one more time. She enjoyed every lick of his beautiful cock and her face shone with affection as he gagged and blindfolded her before putting her in the trunk of the limousine.