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Though we are getting a little ahead of ourselves, let's see what Clarissa and her friends were up to.
When we left Robyn, she stood against the wall, her nose pinning a pfenning against the wall. The Amazons had warned her not to move.
Surely she would not disobey an order from Clarissa.
The plan was to convince Robyn that she wanted to wear a collar.
How hard could that be?
Well, for starters, she had told someone where she was going.
"Excuse me. Do you know Robyn?"
For half a second, Clarissa was afraid that they had been caught. She would have to bribe some official to keep her mouth shut.
The blonde was approximately Robyn's age. She must be a friend.
"Sure. Are you a friend of hers?"
"Yes. She was supposed to meet me a couple of hours ago…"
"And she didn't show up. I'm afraid that's our fault. We were having some fun with her." This last sentence she said in a whisper.
The woman who approached them was a blonde. From what Clarissa could see, she met all the criteria to wear a slave collar.
"I'm Clarissa."
"I'm Nicole. Do you know where she is?"
"She's up in my apartment."
No young woman with any sense at all struck up a conversation with an Amazon. Clarissa began to think that this was her lucky day.
"Have you ever been to the café were she works?"
Nicole wrinkled her nose.
"She's not very good."
"I took a couple of very important visitors there for tea. Can you imagine what happened?"
"Disaster?"
"Precisely. We were teaching Robyn a lesson. Say, maybe you would like to help us?" Again, the last sentence was said in a whisper.
"Sure! What do you want me to do?"
"You could…no, that wouldn't work. You can wait here. She will down in a few minutes,"
"No, what can I do to help?"
Clarissa stared at one of her companions. That was all the hint she needed. The Amazons had run this type of scam before.
"What if you come to rescue her but get caught yourself?"
"What do you mean?" asked Clarissa.
"She gets into the apartment…"
"How? The door's locked and she has no reason to know where Robyn is."
"Oh."
"What if we capture her and take her there."
"Capture me?"
"That might work," Clarissa appeared to be thinking about this idea.
"The slave girl gambit."
"The slave girl gambit?"
"The slave girl gambit?" echoed Nicole.
"That certainly would scare her."
"Scare who?"
"Scare Robyn. She might think we would be paying a trick on her, but if one of her friends ends up in the same predicament…"
"What?"
"We'd have to buy a couple of collars."
"Maybe if we pool our money."
If you are confused, imagine poor Nicole.
"What is the slave girl gambit?
"We could use the bedroom. Leave Robyn in the living room."
"What is the slave girl gambit?"
"That might work. It certainly would scare her. It would scare me."
"What is the slave girl gambit?"
"The slave girl gambit is a joke where one woman pretends to be turned into a slave girl. The other woman thinks it is going to happen to her."
"I don't know."
Now it was crunch time.
"Don't worry about it. It would really teach Robyn a lesson, but don't worry about it."
The Amazons started off without Nicole.
"What would I have to do?"
"Not much. Get naked. Let us tie you up. The thing that will keep you from saying you'll do it, is you have to put on a slave girl's collar.
"I'm not going to do that!"
No woman would willingly put on a slave collar, not if she had an ounce of sense about her.
"Well, it's all pretend. We could get in trouble. There are laws in this town against doing that. As long as we kept it all in the apartment, we wouldn't get in trouble."
Yeah, there are laws to protect young women like Nicole. We've heard that one before.
"What would you do?"
"We take you into the apartment tied up. We tell Robyn we found you lurking around outside and we are going to do to you what we are going to do to her. In the bedroom with the door closed, we use a switch on the bed. Every time we hit the bed you grunt through the gag. After about 20 or 30, we drag you out. You then put on a slave collar. Then we tell Robyn we are going to do that to her.:
"That should really shake her up."
"Yeah."
Nicole had second thoughts about this, but it seemed okay. After all, the Amazons couldn't enslave her in town, could they? There were laws to protect her.
"What do I have to do?"
The Amazons carried on them sufficient supplies to render any woman into a slave girl, but they did not want the beautiful blonde to realize that tying up free women was an every day event with them.
They went into drugstore on the corner to get what they needed.
A drugstore?
Sure. Ever store had it own department that sold slave girls accessories. Who could tell when they might need an extra pair of handcuffs of a collar or leash? (Since it was illegal to enslave a woman within the town walls, they certainly didn't need them to render a free woman into a slave girl.)
They bought just a few items, not wanting to frighten the blonde with some of the more exotic items available. They simply bought a pair of satin panties, a scarf, two ropes, one long and one short, and two collars.
As they emerged from the store, Clarissa saw the man across the street still leaning up against a building. He had the newspaper folded up under his arm as he stared at the Amazons emerging from the door. He seemed interest in the Amazons and the blonde who obviously was not one. That was normal.
The women moved quickly down the block to the apartment building. Before entering, the Amazon glanced back but the man was gone.
Inside the building, at the foot of the stairs, they tied Nicole's hands behind her back. They did not tie them as tightly as they should have because they knew the blonde would not try to escape. They did however, loop a rope several times about her body, pinning her arms to her sides. They would use the free end of that rope as a leash to guide her.
It all sounded so plausible.
Of course, it insured she could not escape if she changed her mind.
She could not resist now, whatever the Amazons wanted to do to her.
That left the gag. They wadded the panties into a ball and held them up before her face.
"Open up."
Nicole opened her mouth slowly. Okay, being tied up was bad enough, now they wanted to gag her. Not only would she not be able to resist, she would not be able to cry out for help.
She opened her mouth wide.
They paused at the top of the stairs.
"Wait here while we get Robyn ready inside."
They wanted their captive in the proper position when they brought Nicole in. They did not want the blonde to see what they had already done to Robyn's bottom.
Surely no one thought Robyn would wait there for them to return. They found her hiding behind a chair across the room.
Like there was any place for her to run.
"We have you friend Nicole outside. She thinks she is part of a prank on your. The joke is on her though. Once she puts on the slave collar, it stays on."
Clarissa motioned toward the door,
"Bring her in."
Two amazons dragged Nicole inside.
"Mmmmmfffffttttt!!"
"Mmmmmfffffttttt!!"
Nicole grunted an imaginary warning to Robyn who grunted one back.
"Take Nicole into the bedroom and give her the treatment she deserves. Then it will be Robyn's turn."
"Mmmmmfffffttttt!!"
"Mmmmmfffffttttt!!"
Robyn grunted a warning to her friend. Nicole grunted a reply.
The two dragged the blonde toward the bedroom, closing the door behind them. Once inside, they removed Nicole's bonds.
"Here, put this in your mouth," one whispered as she handed the blonde a ballgag. She removed the scarf holding the panties in the blonde's knife with one swipe of her disrobing knife. It cut the garment in half without mussing her hair. As soon as she felt the tight band about her head grow loose, she pulled it and the panties from her mouth.
It took the young captive only seconds to get the rubber ball wedged in between her teeth, but she had trouble buckling the ends of the leather strap behind her head. The Amazon finished the job for her.
One thing you can say about the Amazons is that they are certainly helpful when it comes to putting a woman in bondage.
"Now, every time I hit the bed, you scream as loudly as you can. Got it?"
The blonde nodded as the Amazon moved beside the bed.
Crack!
The sound was muffled, as though it was the sound of a switch striking the fanny of a woman.
"Mmmmmfffffttttt!!"
Crack!
"Mmmmmfffffttttt!!"
Crack!
"Mmmmmfffffttttt!!"
Crack!
"Mmmmmfffffttttt!!"
Nicole had trouble controlling herself. She wanted to laugh instead of scream.
The Amazons in the living room with Robyn had no such constraints.
"She thinks she's screaming loudly though a gag now, wait until we go to work on her fanny."
Crack!
"Mmmmmfffffttttt!!"
Crack!
"Mmmmmfffffttttt!!"
"Okay, that's enough. Here, put these gloves on."
The shoulder length gloves were made of white satin. Nicole had no experience putting this type of garment on. They had to help her.
"Now, hands together behind your back"
The blonde did as she was ordered. One Amazon grabbed her by the shoulders to spin her about so she faced away from them. The Amazon with the cord twisted the blonde's arms so her hands were together palm-to-palm. She then looped the cord about Nicole's wrists, cinching the ends before tying a secure knot.
Another cord went about her upper arms near the elbow. One woman pushed on each side to get her elbows together. These loops were cinched before a knot was applied to the ends.
Nicole was helpless, but they were not finished. They tied one end of a long cord to her upper left arm. The then looped the working end four times about her upper arms and chest above her large bosom. Next they passed the end around her right upper arm and proceeded to make four more passes, these below her tits. Before tying the end to her right arm, they cinched the loops on both sides.
They had bound Nicole so she could move her hands only a couple of centimeters to either side.
"We're going to drag you out there. You kneel in front of Clarissa to put your throat in the collar. Boy! Will Robyn be shocked?"
The Amazons meant to drag the beautiful blonde from the room, but Nicole insisted on walking. Had these been a true trick on the other captive, the whole prank would have failed. As it was, it did not matter. The important thing was that the beautiful blonde allow herself to be collared. Nicole ended up on her knees in front of the Amazon. She lowered her head to place her throat against the leather strap. In seconds, she wore the collar of a slave girl.
Nothing could save her now.
Clarissa and the others had been busy while Nicole was in the other room. They prepared chains and cuffs for their new slave girl.
As soon as the Amazon had the collar buckled about the captive's neck, she nodded toward her friends. They grabbed Nicole by the legs to drag her across the room. With her feet pulled out from under her, her body flopped down on the floor.
One Amazon held each leg while another buckled the leather cuff about her lower leg immediately above the ankle. Turning cranks on devices on the wall, they drew the captive's feet in the air.
They paused when Nicole's shoulders were on the floor. An Amazon ran short chains to the rings on the sides of her collar. As she stood up, she waved her hand for them to continue. As they drew Nicole's body further into the air, the slack disappeared from the chains. They knew to stop when the chains were taut.
In a matter of seconds they had the beautiful brunette suspended upside down, her legs spread far apart.
"Come on, Robyn, why don't you show Nicole a little pleasure?"
They dragged her around the suspended figure, forcing her to bend forward so her nose was in the woman's pussy.
"Come on, wiggle your nose around. See if you can make her come."
Crack!
The switch landed on the woman's bare fanny. Robyn began rubbing Nicole's pussy with her nose as ordered.
The shocked captive got no pleasure from it though. Her thoughts were on her bare bottom, as a pair of Amazons with small paddles flailed away at her bottomcheeks.
Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack!
They alternated the blows so one paddle fell on one cheek, then the other fell on the other cheek.
Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack!
The beautiful captive thrashed about but could do nothing to stop this punishment of her bottom. Her fate was sealed. She had only to accept it. Once she accepted the awful truth that she was meant to be a slave girl, they would stop.
Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack!
The pain was so intense that she was unaware that she was achieving an orgasm until the last second.
"Mmmmmmmmmmmfffffffffff!!!"
Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack!
This was not part of Clarissa's plan, and it was slowing things up. Still, who could resist the opportunity of paddling the ass of a newly collared slave girl?
"My turn! My turn!"
They rotated about so everyone had the chance to paddle Nicole's ass.
The young captive could not even enjoy her second orgasm.
"I have an idea," Clarissa said.
They still had to get Robyn to submit. While her fate was sealed, Clarissa thought of a way in which they could make Nicole's suffering help in making Robyn into a slave girl.
At Clarissa's instructions, they dragged Robyn back to the spanking device. As she approached it, she tried to resist, but what could she do?
They lifted her into the air and set her down. She tried to keep her legs together, but that all fitted into Clarissa's plan. They bound the brunette's legs to the device. Her arms were still unbound, but she could do nothing with an Amazon holding each arm. At Clarissa's direction, they pulled her arms down so they could fasten straps across her arms to pin them to the sides of the device.
The captive started sobbing.
"Don't cry, Robyn. You're chance to submit will come soon enough."
While they fastened one woman to the device, they freed the other from the chains that had held her upside down. Nicole could not stand or walk, so they had to drag her to the device.
They lifted the captive beauty in the air and set her down on Robyn's back so she straddled it. They bound her legs so she straddled both Robyn's body and the device. Two Amazons pushed her forward so her bare titties were pressed against Robyn's back. Clarissa tossed a pair of handcuffs to an Amazon who bound the blonde's hands behind her back.
The device was designed for the punishment of only one slave girl at a time, but it was versatile. One Amazon tied the end of a rope to a ring on one side. She then passed the rode across Nicole's body. They pulled it down to a ring on the other. They did not thread it through, but merely passed the end through the ring before running it up over Nicole's body again. After several passages, they tied the end of the rope to a ring.
Nicole could squirm about, but she could not alter her position at all.
"Well, what do you think?" Clarissa asked, standing at the end of the device.
Just above waist-level there were a pair of red bottomcheeks pressed together,
She swung a paddle down on Nicole's fanny. The brunette body shuttered at the impact. Clarissa stepped back so Robyn could see her.
"Just think, Robyn, this could be your fanny we were beating."
Nicole moaned continuously though her ballgag. When the blow landed on her fanny she uttered a muffled shriek that they all ignored.
While the paddle did not land on her bottom, Robyn felt ever blow land. The physical torment was Nicole's. The mental torment was Robyn's.
After ten minutes of continuous spanking, Clarissa decided Nicole was ready to accept her new role as a slave girl.
Normally she would have Robyn participate in her friend's submission, but she had special plans for the waitress. This was not her area of expertise so she was not certain whether Nicole having a tongue in her pussy would interfere with her training or not. She decided to take the safe route and exclude Robyn from the festivities.
Clarissa barked out instructions. Two Amazons brought Nicole to her feet. Well, perhaps "feet" is not the proper word. She was upright, but she remained that way only because the Amazons held her by her arms and waist.
Two others dragged Robyn across the floor where they forced her to knee facing the door. One moved around before the captive to push her face toward the floor. Straddling her, she pinned the woman's head between her knees while the second Amazon tied her hands together behind her back at the wrist. Robyn concentrated on the woman griping her head with her thighs so she paid little attention as the woman secured leather cuffs to her ankles.
When they were finished, the Amazon released her grip on Robyn's head, allowing the captive's head and upper body fall to the floor. Robyn had no chance to do more than utter a muffled grunt before they began shortening the chains to her ankle cuffs.
Almost immediately, the shortening chains caused her legs to bend with her feet pointed toward the ceiling. She began to struggle as her knees rose from the floor. Resistance was futile. Within a few seconds her upper body slid across the floor. Her body rose from the floor, beginning at her hips and slowly moving toward her shoulders. Her bare titties slid across the floor. When they were under her feet, they rotated until they pulled free of the floor.
The brunette's beautiful face slid across the floor until it too was drawn into the air. They continued to hoist until they had the brunette's head almost a meter above the floor.
That left Robyn in a rather vulnerable position. She hung upside down, her crotch exposed, her pussy available for anyone to play with.
Ah, they reserved the worst torment of them all for Robyn.
They ignored her.
The Amazons gathered around Nicole to finish beating her into submission. Long before they finished, she wanted to beg for a collar.
Half an hour after they abandoned Robyn, Nicole made her way about the circle, using her tongue to thank the Amazons for turning her into a slave. Next came the ritual spanking (with the ballgag inserted in her mouth to insure quiet). Then she was back on her knees to use her tongue again to thank them for spanking her.
They were not finished playing with Nicole when Clarissa turned her attention back to Robyn. She placed her hand on the woman's pussy as she spoke to her.
"Do we have to do to you as we did to Nicole? Grunt twice if the answer is 'no.'"
Robyn may have answered, but the Amazon did not hear her. Twisting the brunette's pubic curls about her index and middle fingers, she began to pull.
"Do you want to be a slave girl?"
"Mmmmmfffffttttt!! Mmmmmfffffttttt!!"
"I noticed a little hesitation in that grunting." She put the end of her fist against Robyn's lower abdomen to give her more leverage. The flesh formed little cones where she pulled the pubic hair.
"Mmmmmfffffttttt!! Mmmmmfffffttttt!!"
So the ritual begins anew.
They lowered their captive to the floor. She crawled to the Amazon leader where she placed her throat in a collar so the woman could buckle it about her neck. The ballgag came out so she could use her tongue to thank Clarissa for turning her into a slave girl.
Once the Amazon decided Robyn had debased herself sufficiently, she wedged the ballgag back in.
"Come to you feet and lay yourself over my lap."
They had bound Robyn's wrists together behind her back when they let her down so she was as helplessly bound as she had been before. The difference was that she now wore the collar of a slave girl.
Not only could she not escape, resist, or cry out for help, if anyone saw her in her present predicament, they would join in the festivities.
Robyn made the rounds of the group, allowing each woman to paddle her bottom.
Finally it was time to move on. Clarissa had plans for the brunette that she did not want the Amazons to interfere with. Robyn would remain here for the night. In the morning she would advance to her next phase of training as a slave girl.
At Clarissa's direction, they pushed a pair of end tables together and had Robyn kneel on them, one knee on each table. A cord about her lower shin and upper thigh insured that she could not move leave that kneeling position. Next they ran more cords from her legs, over the tabletop, down underneath, and back to her legs. This made it impossible for her to move her legs from the tables.
Clarissa threaded another rope through the ring on the left side of Robyn's collar. She tossed the captive's long hair over her shoulders so she had access to the ring in back and the one on the right.
When the brunette tried to turn her head to the right so see what the Amazon did to her, Clarissa grabbed her head with both hands so she could jerk it forward.
"I did not give you permission to turn you head!"
She crossed the ends of the rope near the collar, and nodded for one of her friends to take them from her. She moved around in front of Robyn to force her head down between her thighs. The crossed ropes held her head in that position. They pulled the ends down so they could tie them under the end tables.
The ropes kept Robyn's head pushed down so she could only stare at her pussy.
Clarissa lit a lantern before putting in on the floor between the end tables. The light made it possible for Robyn to see her pussy no matter how dark it became outside.
"I want you to stare at your pussy and think what fun it has given you, because I have a special treat for it."
With that, the Amazons were ready to set out. Nicole followed at the end of a leash. At the bottom of stairs, Clarissa motioned toward her captive.
"Bend her over."
Knowing what the Amazon had in mind, they turned her about so her bottom was pointed toward Clarissa.
Crack! Crack!
"Mmmmmfffffttttt!!"
Clarissa grabbed the captive by the hair to pull her head upright.
"You will get ten more of those if you disobey any order. Understand?"
The blonde nodded.
"Bring her along."
Now Nicole did not want to go into public naked, but neither did she want to have her fanny punished again. Being paraded about in public would give her some humiliation. Resisting would not only give her humiliation, but spankings as well.
She followed the Amazons from the building at the end of her leash.
Across the street, the man folded up his newspaper and tucked it under his arm as he followed them.
Their immediate destination was a building known simply as "The factory." And what was made there, you ask?
Obedient little slave girls who enjoyed nothing more than thrusting their tongues into the pussies of mistresses.
Of course, Nicole did not know that. She was nothing more than a slave girl so she had no need to know any of this. She had only to obey.
They tethered her to a ring on the waiting wall. The Amazons moved around to the front of the building. Someone would come to collect the little slave girl soon.
The factory was a front organization run by the Amazons. No one knew they ran it, though many people suspected it.
So who would bring a slave girl to such a place? A mistress, of course. And if she was a young, nubile, beautiful mistress, she might find herself as part of the assembling line.
The process was quite simple. The newest slave girls were placed at the end of the line, bound on their backs to benches. More experienced slave girls were placed on top. The two would lick each other until ordered to stop.
Those on the bottom advanced more slowly than those on top. It was only fitting as they were the new slave girls. If a slave girl down the line did not respond as she should, she would be pulled out of the assembly line and moved back. Those slaves in line behind her had to wait.
The slave girl on top Nicole was pulled off and moved forward to the next alcove where another slave girl waited on her back. An more experienced slave girl took her place on top Nicole.
The actual number of stops depended on the number of slave girls present. The line snaked its way back and forth, down one corridor and up the next, until it reached a point not far from where it had begun. At that point the slave girl would move back to the beginning of the line, only this time taking her place on top.
Occasionally they gave each slave a few minutes to sleep. Sometimes they fed them and allowed them to go to the bathroom.
When Nicole came off the assembly line in a few days, she would exist for nothing but the next orgasm.
Product quality was 100%.
The Amazons watched for a while. They wanted to insure that Nicole performed. It did not matter if she performed well, or not. She would improve in time. It was guaranteed with the process.
When they returned to their compound, an Amazon hurried up to Clarissa. She had been busy exercising the Amazon's right of claim. Since Debbie was now their property, her property, including all her slave girls became theirs.
The Amazon had a puzzled look on her face.
"What is it?"
"You remember that cute little blonde that Debbie brought us that first day?"
"Andrea?"
"Was that her name? Well, she disappeared."
Another plot twist! What has happened to Andrea?
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