Slave Girls in Bondage
Chapter 25
Cathy Camisole was not having a good time. True, the slave girl had a
deliciously round ass that begged for a paddling, but that was not Cathy's
choice of targets.
Oh, don't get me wrong, Cathy enjoyed whacking the bottom of a woman. In
fact, it was her favorite activity. She thoroughly enjoyed the sense of power
that came with each blow.
She had decided an enjoyable spanking consisted of three steps. The first
was rebellion. No matter how securely she was bound, the captive would try to
avoid the spanking. The second step was resignation. The captive would stand,
lay, or kneel there and allow the spanking to occur with the knowledge that it
would occur no matter what she did. The final step was compliance. When
ordered to stick her bottom out further, the slave girl would obey.
Cathy's favorite step was the first. She enjoyed nothing more than taking
a pristine white ass and turning it red while its owner struggled to get free.
That was why she was not having a good time now. This slave girl was all too
willing to do whatever she demanded.
"Wiggle your ass around."
The beautiful blonde flexed the muscles in her bottom so it jiggled. The
beautiful Amazon watched for a few seconds before delivering a blow to each
cheek. The blonde's bottom was already red so these two did not show. The
slave girl was only too happy to please her mistress.
"Stop."
Whackwhackwhackwhackwhackwhackwhackwhackwhackwhackwhackwhack!
Six blows to each bottomcheek made the slave girl squirm deliciously. The
beautiful Amazon put her left hand on the blonde's bottom to feel the warmth of
her handiwork.
Cathy stepped to the side. The blonde's titties dangled down, inviting a
few smacks. Shed enjoyed the way supple mounds wiggled when whacked.
"Hey, Cathy."
The beautiful brunette frowned as she looked back. She hated someone
disturbing her when she was at play.
"There are a couple of virgin asses awaiting your talents."
The brunette's frown quickly changed to a wicked grin. She enjoyed giving
slave girls their first spankings.
"I'll be right there."
The one thing Cathy did not want to do was to slight this slave girl. She
deserved a thorough paddling, and Cathy was the one to administer it.
WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!
She alternated, one cheek then the other.
WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!
Of course the slave girl struggled to escape the relentless pounding on her
fanny but nothing she could do would help her.
WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!
The paddling would continue until Cathy chose to stop it.
WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!
With that to loosen her muscles, the tall Amazon made her way into one of
the training rooms. There a couple of naked captives waited for her. Well,
they were basically naked. One, a brunette, wore the delicate lingerie of a
slave girl. All the choice parts were naked. The second, a redhead, wore lime
green nylon panties.
"What do we have here? A naked woman who thinks she should be a free
woman?" Inserting one finger in the elastic waistband in back, she pulled the
panties up and allowed them to snap back against Colleen's lower back. "Tsk.
Tsk. I can see I'm going to have trouble with you."
The buxom redhead responded by grunting her disapproval, a series of
muffled sounds that Cathy correctly disregarded.
"Now here is a woman who knows her place."
Mia could not see Cathy because of the position in which she was bound.
Her arms were still bound behind her back. She straddled the spanking bench so
her pussy was instantly available should anyone want to enjoy it. That part of
the bench at her bottom was elevated so her bottom was the highest part of her
body. The Amazons had pulled her knees forward and strapped them to the sides
of the bench so her fanny stuck out.
Straps across her lower back and upper arms kept her pinned to the top of
the bench, but what made it impossible for her to see anything was the pillory
that imprisoned her neck. A projecting shelf prohibited her from raising her
head. When someone stood directly in front of her, she could not see above
their crotch.
At the rear of the two spanking benches there were a set of paddles,
switches and straps for the mistress to use on a captive. Cathy selected her
favorite a wood paddle half a meter long and a dozen centimeters wide. Twenty
holes lessened the wind resistance when the mistress swung it.
Crack!
"Mmmmmfffffttttt!!"
Mia struggled with her bondage in a vain attempt to get free. The Amazons
had bound her securely. She would not escape.
Crack!
"Mmmmmfffffttttt!!"
Mia's thoughts about the pain in her bottomcheeks were distracted by
Cathy's grip on her left tit. The bench was narrow where the captive's chest
would be to allow easy access to the titties. Cathy grabbed the dangling orb to
fondle the nipple. She knew what she was doing. It took only seconds for her
to make it hard and pointed.
"Look on the bright side, Beautiful, only 198 more swats to go."
Leaning over the pillory she whispered into the brunette's ear, "If you are
a good girl, maybe I'll make it less."
Cathy smiled as she turned away. She was certain there were women who
would agree to be slave girls to avoid a third swat on the buns. She would let
the brunette think about the future punishment while she took care of the
redhead. Regardless what Mia did, she was destined to receive several dozen
more swats, but the more she thought about them, the more agreeable she would be
to wearing the collar of a slave girl.
"Now, what do we do about a naked redhead who thinks she should wear
panties?"
Whack!
"Mmmmmfffffttttt!!"
Colleen began struggling anew to get free even though she knew escape was
impossible. Cathy smiled as she leaned forward to grab one of the captive's
massive, dangling tits.
"Oh, I just love it when they struggle."
A second after she let go, the paddle landed on Colleen's bottom, this time
in a different spot. Cathy knew she could not afford to do too much damage to
the young woman's bottom. If she were to be a slave girl, they would merely
paddle her fanny until she agreed to be a slave girl. Her ass would recover.
There were more important parts of her body they were interested in.
The instructions though were to deliver this buxom woman in good shape.
They would expect her to perform as a slave girl for her master almost from the
beginning. Cathy could not afford to beat her until she was too sore to move.
Whack! Whack! Whack! Whack!
The beautiful Amazon knew how to wield a paddle effectively. While there
was some overlap, essentially each blow found virgin flesh.
Cathy paused to let the captive think about her punishment. The pause gave
the Amazon time to play with Colleen incredibly large tits. She regretted not
being able to have them to play with tonight.
"You know, Red, if you just relax, I'm certain you could come to love
this."
Carefully she massaged the captive's tittie until the nipple was hard and
pointed. Caressing the buxom woman's hair on her way past her head, she
repeated the process with the other boob.
"See! I knew you would enjoy this!"
Whack! Whack! Whack! Whack!
Long before Cathy was finished, Colleen was anxious to be a slave girl.
Anything was better than having her ass beaten.
Several Amazons came to watch as Colleen knelt at the feet of the Amazon.
More than just spectators, they expected to be participants of one of the more
enjoyable acts of a slave girl. (That is, more enjoyable to the mistress.)
Cathy sat on a chair a couple of meters in front of the kneeling redhead,
her forearms resting on her knees as she held the leather slave collar open.
"Crawl forward and put your throat right in the middle."
Sobbing through the gag, the beautiful redhead moved forward, centimeter by
centimeter. Slowly she leaned forward. Her throat touched the band of leather.
Quickly the Amazon pulled the ends together behind her head. With her left hand
she pushed the long tresses aside. In seconds she had the slave collar buckled
securely about the redhead's neck.
She was now a slave girl.
"Now you are going to thank me for turning you into a slave girl by
crawling forward so you can kiss my pussy. Then you are going to beg to please
me using your tongue." Grabbing the young woman by the chin, she pulled her
head up. "And if I hear one sob or whimper out of you, it's back for the
spanking bench for another fifty or hundred. Understand?"
As soon as the big-chested captive nodded, Cathy jerked the tape off her
mouth. She plucked the cloth from Colleen's mouth and dropped it on the floor.
The buxom slave girl did not have to crawl forward very far to reach the
Amazon's pussy.
"That wasn't a very good kiss. Do it again."
The redhead planted her lips on the woman's pussy again. Cathy grabbed her
head to force it forward.
"Kiss it like you love it."
Slowly the redhead moved her head may.
"May I use my tongue to please you?"
"Louder. And look me in the eyes."
"May I use my tongue to please you?"
"Yes you may.
Slowly the slave girl moved her head forward again. Cathy grabbed her by
the back of the head to guide her face into the right position.
She smiled when she felt the young woman's tongue in her pussy. The
redhead was not good at this, but she would learn quickly, if they gave her
time. She got great satisfaction knowing the naked captive did it out of fear.
Give her a couple of weeks, and they would teach her to enjoy satisfying a woman
with her tongue.
Colleen's fate was to be different though.
Cathy clamped her thighs tightly about Colleen's head as she felt herself
coming. She suppressed the moan of pleasure. She did not want a new slave girl
to know that she had pleased her mistress.
With mouth hands she pushed the young woman's face out of her crotch.
"That's enough for now. Keep your mouth open for your gag."
The rubber ball slipped easily between her teeth. Cathy pushed her head
forward so she could buckle the ends behind her head. She did not worry about
pinning those red tresses beneath the leather strap. Colleen would not be
wearing that gag very long.
"Now on your feet. Then curtsey. Then lay yourself out over my lap."
Colleen's eyes opened wide with fright when Cathy picked up the small
wooden paddle. She was in for another spanking. She did not want one, but
there was nothing she could do about it.
Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack!
"Mmmmmfffffttttt!!"
The buxom captive wailed through her gag and kicked her feet wildly. Bound
as she was, nothing she did would stop the spanking.
Cathy continued the spanking for only a minute. Her intent was not to
punish the young redhead. She merely wanted her to feel the effects of a
mistress's hand on her fanny. When she was done, she pushed Colleen's body from
her knees. The newly-collared slave girl landed on the floor at her feet.
Cathy leaned forward to get at the ends of the leather strap at the nape of
her neck. With a forward jerk, the rubber ball popped from the captive's mouth.
"Now, thank me for spanking you. And if you don't convince me you mean it,
you get another spanking, and another after that until you do."
Colleen pressed her mouth against the Amazon's pussy again. She came
quickly this time.
The Amazon placed both hands on the slave girl's face to push her head
back. In seconds, she had the ballgag shoved back into her mouth. Colleen
bowed her head a little to make it easier for her mistress to buckle the ends
together behind her head.
Cathy stood up and walked away. She still had Mia's ass awaiting her
attention.
Another Amazon replaced her on the chair. She already had her crotch strap
undone.
"Come up her and lay yourself across my lap."
Slowly the buxom slave girl came to her feet. She knew what was going to
happen to her. After a brief spanking, she would be forced to please this
mistress with her mouth and tongue as she had Cathy. She knew that another
waited nearby, and no doubt another behind her.
The buxom slave girl kicked her legs as the Amazon spanked her bottom with
her bare hand. Nothing she could do would cause the Amazon to quit. The
punishment would continue as long as the mistress wanted it to.
Colleen was willing to do anything to stop the spanking, anything.
