Slave Girls in Bondage
Chapter Six
Janice tried to struggle but there was little she could do, bound as she was.
They pulled the leather hood off her head, but immediately replaced it with a
leather blindfold. She twisted her head about to try to stop them but nothing
she did worked. The leather pads covered her eyes. The strap about her head
was pulled tight so the pads were pressed against her eyes. No light came in at
all.
In total darkness she let them guide her across the floor. Sure, she tried to
stand still, but they had no trouble dragging her where they wanted her. She
had no idea what was in store for her, but she was certain she would not like
it. At first she made little grunting sounds to try to persuade the to free
her, but they ignored them. She gave up, hoping this was just some sort of
joke.
They pushed her to her knees before binding her legs. In this position it was
almost impossible for her to resist. They bound her ankles together first
despite her efforts to kick her feet up and down. Half a dozen loops of cord
went around her ankles before being cinched. Once this was done, they tied
another rope about her lower thighs just above the knees, cinching this one
also. With her ankles bound together, there was nothing she could do to stop
them. They tied the ends of the cord together after cinching , then removed the
one binding her ankles.
The beautiful young woman had no idea what they intended to do to her with her
knees bound together and her feet free, but she was pretty certain she would not
like it. She tugged on the cuffs but could not gain any freedom all. She could
not test the cord binding her legs together as long as she knelt. She could
only wait them until they were ready for her.
She heard them rearranging the furniture in the room. She turned her face in
the direction of the sounds, but learned nothing because of the blindfold.
Someone pulled a chair over in front of her. When the blindfold was pulled off,
she found herself staring up at Clarissa.
"Since you already wear the collar of a slave girl, we want you to put yourself
over my lap so I can give you a good, solid spanking. Do you agree to this.?"
She patted her lap where she wanted the captive to be.
Janice looked at the Amazon's legs for only a few seconds, then looked up
angirly at the mistress. With a loud grunt she shook her head. She would not
agree to be spanked. If they wanted to spank her they could, she knew that, but
she would not be a willing participant, regardless of what they did to her.
"I was hoping you would say that. It is some much more fun to persuade a young
woman that she deserved to be a slave girl. This is much more fun than having
her willingly submit."
Clarissa smiled at the kneeling captive. She so enjoyed newly-collared slave
girls. They would squirm and protest, but in the end they submitted.
"What I am going to do is turn you over my lap. I will pull your skirt up to
reveal those sexy, slave girl panties you have on. And then I will give you
twenty-five swats with my bare hand."
Janice's blue eyes opened wide with fright as the woman held up the hand she
intended to use to spank her. She shook her head "no" again. She did not want
to be spanked. She did not want another woman's hand on her bottom.
"Then I guess we have to go with this." As she said that, the Amazon picked up
a wooden paddle. She knew what the captive's reaction would be to the threat of
a spanking. All slave girls reacted that way. They would learn quickly to do
whatever pleased their master or mistress. Janice grunted and squealed through
her gag as two women pulled her to her feet and laid her across Clarissa's lap.
The Amazon pulled the short skirt up so she had access to the waistband of the
panties. "Oh! What lovely panties you have!" Grabbing the panties at the
waist in back, she pulled them down to reveal the young woman's bare bottom
cheeks. "Oh! These are cute!" She squeezed one, then the other.
Clarissa wrapped her left arm about the captive's body to hold it in place on
her lap. With her arms bound behind her back as they were, Janice could not
reach it. The beautiful captive's fanny was just to the right of the Amazon's
legs.
SMACK! Janice's head and feet went up as the paddle landed across both bare
bottom cheeks. SMACK! She had not finished reacting from the first blow when
the second fell. SMACK! The young woman kicked and struggled but there was
nothing she could do to stop the woman from punishing her again and again.
SMACK! SMACK!
Janice was in no position to see the delightfulness of the position the Amazons
had secured her in. She could kicked her feet as much as she wanted to, but
with her legs tied together at the knees, she could only wave them up and down.
She could not struggle enough to make her possible for her to get off the
Amazon's lap. SMACK! SMACK!
Janice make little whimpering sounds through the gag as she tried to beg them
to stop spanking her, but all they were interested in was her total submission.
SMACK! SMACK! Both cheeks turned bright read from the blows. She tried to
slide herself off the Amazon's lap, but bound as she was, she could not resist.
The woman kept a firm grip on her with one arm while the other welded the paddle
against her sore fanny.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
Finally the twenty-five swats to her bottom were done. Clarissa used her left
hand to shove her off her lap. The captive landed on her side on the floor at
her feet. Hands pulled her around into a kneeling position on the floor at the
Amazon's feet. Janice's face was near the floor as she sobbed through the gag.
Clarissa brought the woman's face up by grabbing a fistful of hair and pulling
up.
"Now, are you ready to do what I want, or do you want another twenty-five swats
with this paddle?"
The look of terror in Janice's blue eyes told her the answer. Very few women
could endure one session with the wood paddle without submitting. No one had
ever continued on beyond two sessions.
Clarissa gave Janice her instructions while they pulled her to her feet. The
rope binding her lower thighs together was cut off. Clarissa went over the
instructions a second time. Janice understood that if she made any mistakes,
she would be punished with the paddle.
"Now kneel."
The lovely young woman slowly lowered her left knee to the floor. Once it
touched, she brought her right down to join it. She bowed her head so the ends
of her long, light brown hair formed swirls before her knees.
"Prepare yourself for a spanking. Rise, Slave Girl."
The young woman struggled to her feet. She discovered it was difficult to do
with her hands cuffed behind her back. She stood half a meter beyond the
Amazon's knees, staring intently at her crotch as she had been told.
"Advance, Slave Girl."
Before coming forward though, she had to curtsey. Left leg behind the right, a
clumsy curtsey. She then stepped forward.
She continued to stare at the Amazon's crotch as the woman leaned forward.
From the corners of her eyes, Janice saw the woman reach under her short dress.
She felt the woman's fingertips play across her bottom as she woman sought the
waistband of her panties. She felt the woman draw them down, allowing her
finger to fondle the captive's sore bottom.
"Now, present you fanny for inspection, Slave Girl."
Janice took one step backwards. Again she curtseyed. She turned, spread her
feet about a meter apart and bent over.
Clarissa leaned forward to study Janice's bottom. She already knew what it
looked like from spanking her. The nylon panties had provided no protection at
all. The Amazon grabbed the outside of the cheeks with the fingertips. Her
thumbs rubbed gently across her bottom.
"You have a very nice looking ass, Slave Girl Janice, but I guess you are used
to hearing that. Now lay yourself across my lap."
The humiliation of presenting her bottom for a woman to examine was bad enough,
but now she had to undergo another spanking. At least this one would not be
with the paddle. The Amazon would use her bare palm against her bottom. The
lovely captive hoped it would not hurt as much as the paddle.
Straightening up, she drew her legs together. Then she turned. Before
presenting herself for a spanking though, she had to curtsey again. Then she
stepped forward and laid herself across the Amazon's lap.
Janice was correct in thinking that this spanking would not hurt as much as the
one she had just suffered through with the paddle. It hurt though, Clarissa's
palm coming into contact with her already sore bottom.
She could not just lay there though. Clarissa ordered her to kick her legs
continually. With each swat she was to grunt through her gag, and make grunting
sounds as though she was begging for mercy. The intent was to humiliate the new
collared slave girl so she would be willing to do anything they wanted.
"Now, Slave Girl, rise and let me inspect you bottom again."
Janice slid off the woman's lap. Her bottom burned from the two spankings.
She had trouble moving around. She stood facing the Amazon, curtseyed, then
turned with her legs spread and bent over. She felt Clarissa's hands on her
bottom as the mistress inspected it again. The amazon took her time. Though
she had seen the bottom of many slave girls in her life, this was the brunette's
first time to have hers inspected. She allowed her fingertips to play across
the bottom.
"Let me put the panties back on you."
The beautiful captive straightened up and turned around. She started to step
forward so the Amazon could reach the panties again, but remembered her
instructions. She curtseyed again before stepping forward. Clarissa reached up
under the short skirt to pull the panties back into proper position. She slid
her hands over the smooth material to insure there were no wrinkles in it.
"Now back into your natural position."
The captive stepped back and curtseyed again. She slowly lowered her left knee
to the floor, then brought the right down to join it. Her head was almost
against her exposed knees.
"Next!" The Amazon announced loudly as she bounded to her feet. Danielle
quickly took her place before the helpless captive.
"Rise, Slave Girl."
The young captive looked up, not believing that they intended to spank her
again. She had been spanked twice already. That was more than enough. The
auburn-haired mistress simply stared at her. Janice realized she had no choice.
She had to do what they wanted. Once again she struggled to her feet. She
stood half a meter beyond the Amazon's knees, staring intently at her crotch,
wondering if Danielle's pubic hair was the same shade as the hair on her head.
"Advance, Slave Girl."
Another curtsey, then a step forward. She felt the woman's fingertips on her
bottom as she woman sought the waistband of her panties. Danielle drew them
down.
"Now, present you fanny for inspection, Slave Girl."
Janice curtseyed before she turned, spread her feet and bent over. She no
longer carried that a woman was examining her bare bottom. She just did not
want to be spanked again.
She felt fingertips on her bottom as the Amazon made several degrading comments
that sounded as though they were compliments.
"Lay yourself across my lap."
She curtseyed before stepping forward to lay herself across the Amazon's lap.
This spanking hurt more than the last. She continued to kick her legs. She
grunted through the gag with each swat on her fanny. She realized she was
turning into a slave girl very quickly.
"Now, Slave Girl, rise and let me inspect you bottom again."
She felt Danielle's hands on her bottom as it was inspected again.
"Let me put the panties back on you."
In seconds the Amazon had both hands under Janice short skirt as she pulled the
small satin garment up .into place.
"Now back into your natural position."
In seconds, the captive knelt on the floor again.
"Next!"
Danielle came to her feet. Another Amazon replaced her and another after her.
They continued until all had a chance to spank Janice's bottom. Some took a
second and third time since there were few chances to spank a woman on the first
day of her slavery.
When they finished, Janice knelt at the floor, willing to do anything to keep
from being spanked again. They resolved to give her the opportunity to prove
she did not want a spanking.
While she remained kneeling in this most submissive position, her face almost to
the floor, they rebound her. While one Amazon held her hands together, another
looped a double strain of cord about the captive's wrists. After three passes
(so there was a total of six loops of cord about Janice's wrists), she changed
the direction. The end of one cord passed between her hands while the other
passed between her arms. This served to cinch the first six loops so the cord
did deeply into Janice's flesh. When the knots were tied, there was no chance
she could get free.
The Amazons were not finished with her bondage though. While one woman had
tied her wrists together, another tied one end of another cord to her left upper
arm just above the elbow. She looped it about Janice's right arm and then back
to the left. When the Amazon stepped away after tying the knots securing her
hands, her sister Amazon pressed her knee against Janice's upper back to give
her leverage. As she pulled on the working end of the cord, the lovely
captive's elbows were drawn together.
"Come, Slave Girl, you can do better than that." An Amazon straddled her body,
her crotch on the captive's hands. "Ohhh. That feels good." The mistress
placed one hand on each of Janice's elbows and pressed together. "Come on,
Slave, ;you act as though you never have been tied up before."
Once Janice's elbows were tightly pressed together, the woman tied a secure
knot. Janice would not escape from this bondage.
They pulled the lovely captive to her feet without saying anything o her. She
was only a slave girl so there was no need to say anything. Her sole reason for
being now was to please them. She had to do nothing but let them have their
way.
They pulled the abbreviated slave girl outfit from her. Janice glanced down.
She knew she had good-sized titties but she thought this was ridiculous. Her
bound arms drew her shoulders back and the same time thrusting her chest
forward. The supple mounds look twice as large as they had been before.
So intent was Janice on admiring her boobs, that she did not realize that they
had removed the panties. Except for the garter belt, stockings and heels, she
was completely naked.
Two woman grabbed her arms to lift the upper part of her body, while two more
grabbed her legs. Janice looked down, and as a result did not see them slide
the bench over before her. As quickly as the four lifted their captive in the
air, they set her down on this special bench.
It was a foot wide and well padded so the captive would not herself. (It was
up to a master or mistress to hurt her.) They set her down so she straddled the
bench with her crotch near the end. They held her down while two more Amazons
secured her in place. One leather strap went about her upper arms and upper
back while another went around her lower back just beyond her hands. Once these
straps were in place, an Amazon pulled the captive's head forward and into a
brace so they could place another strap across the back of her neck. All Janice
could do was stare down, or slightly ahead of her.
As soon as they had her strapped to the bench, the two who had been holding her
down grabbed her feet to pull them up until her knees were against the sides of
her chest. The two Amazon's fastening the straps looped another set over her
lower thigh and buckled it. They then pulled her feet back to her hips.
Another strap secured them in place.
The effect of all these bondage was to have the captive's bottom protrude from
the end of the bench. They were not done though. Turning a crank on the front
of the bench, they lowered Janice's head while at the same time raising her
fanny in the air. The result was that the newly-collared slave girl's bare
bottom not only protruded backwards, it was the highest part of her body.
She was in the perfect position for another spanking. Bound as she was, there
was nothing she could do about it.
An Amazon stuck a large wooden paddle in Janice's face. She rubbed it against
the side of her head so she could know it was real.
"Are you ready for another spanking? This one will be worse than all the
others combined." She moved it from Janice's face to her upper back. As she
walked back to the rear of the bench, she slid it across her captive's back.
She then lifted it to rub it against one cheek and then the other.
"I bet about now you would be will to do anything to keep from being spanked."
Janice responded with a grunt. There was nothing else she could do. Two
quickly steps brought the Amazon back to the captive's head. Grabbing Janice's
long hair, she pulled up. The captive beauty raised her head as much as she
could. "Are you willing to do anything?" From the slight movement she knew the
slave girl was agreeing.
Clarissa was in position by then. She had removed the crotch strap of her
leather catsuit so her pubic hair and pussy were available. She sat in a
special chair that allowed her to lean back. They rolled the bench over so
Janice's face was at her crotch.
"Be a good little slave girl," one Amazon cooed in her ear, "And I will use
this on you." She held up an instrument that resembled a dildo. Well, it was a
dildo of sorts on one end. On the other there was a shaft and a handle. The
dildo was misshapened so there were threads. The Amazon had to literally
screwed the dildo into the recipient. "I never met a slave girl who did not
enjoy a good screw," she added with a laugh. "The question is: where does it
go, in your pussy or up your ass. If you make one sound or fail to please us,
it goes where the sun don't shine."
When the ball gag was removed from her mouth, Janice was all too eager to
please her mistresses. She planted her mouth on the Amazon's pussy and began to
lick.
The Amazon with the dildo plunger stepped around behind the captive. She
touched Janice's pussy to get a better idea of where to stick the dildo.
Placing the end against the opening to her love next, she pushed and turned at
the same time.
Janice realized she was moving quickly toward an orgasm. She did not see how
she could get buy without moaning in pleasure. They had warned her though about
making noise. She pressed her face harder against Clarissa's crotch, using her
pussy as a gag.
The Amazon continued to press and turn until the dildo was in all the way. A
flange on the shaft stopped in from going any further. The Amazon continued to
turn the handle though so the rubber knobs on the flange rubbed the slave's
pussy.
Clarissa smiled. She knew Janice had come twice while eating her. She waited
until the captive had come a third time before leaning forward. Grabbing a
fistful of hair, she pulled her head up.
"Do you enjoy this, Slave Girl?"
"Yes, Mistress."
"Good, because there are a lot of anxious pussies in this room waiting to see
how good you are."
It took seconds for Clarissa to come to her feet. Another Amazon was ready to
take her place. Janice pressed her mouth on this woman's pussy and licked. She
did not know what this woman looked like, but it did not matter.
She was, after all, just a slave girl.
