Slave Girls in Bondage

Slave Girls in Bondage

Chapter 86

       Clarissa left Robyn tethered naked on the balcony while she went to the town registration officer to make the brunette a slave girl officially.  The Amazons had people on their payroll who would see that Robyn’s enslavement was official.  Once she had the papers, once she had the leather slave collar locked about the beautiful woman’s neck, there would be no question about the young woman’s status.  She would be a slave girl.

       Robyn was so happy to be back inside the apartment that she did not care what had happened.  No one had noticed her, she was merely another beautiful slave girl tethered out in public, but Robyn thought everyone had nothing better to do than to ogle her naked body.

       “I’m going to sit here and eat breakfast.  While I’m doing that, you will pace back and forth across the room to get used to walking in those heels.  The better you walk, the more clothing I will let you wear when I take you outside.”

       Outside!  For a moment that thought shocked the beautiful captive.  The more she thought about it, the more she thought she should obey.  She had never thought of wearing clothing as a luxury.

       The idea of being dressed, even dressed in the skimpy clothing of a slave girl, was enough motivation to get Robyn pacing back and forth.  Because of that tall, slender heel, she could not take a large step, but her gait was seductively demure.

       “Stand facing the balcony with your legs spread.”

       Robyn started to turn that way, then stopped, shaking her head.

       “What is the problem?  It’s not like you have something to hide.”  The beautiful brunette cringed when Clarissa stepped toward her.  The Amazon did not strike her, but put her hand down in the woman’s crotch.  “This is now a public playground.”

       Generating a most evil smile, she stepped away from the captive.  Crossing the room, she retrieved a paper that she held up for Robyn to read.

       “You can read it, can’t you?  Officially you are a slave girl.  No one will come to you aid, and to be quite honest, if anyone saw you hesitating like you are, they would take pleasure in beating your fanny.”

       Without warning she bent a little so she could slap the brunette’s already painful bottom.

       “Now move!”

       Robyn stood facing the balcony where anyone could see her.  Well, anyone who was several meters above street-level.  Still, Robyn knew that in this position, she was displaying her body for all to see.

       Well, to be honest about it, the Amazon had already decided on the slave girl’s attire whether she obeyed or not.

       The high-heeled shoes were black patent leather.  The outfit was bright red to provide a pleasant contrast.  The halter-top did a most inadequate job of covering her boobs, while the flared miniskirt barely covered the bright red panties.

       “I’m going to take you out on the street.  The first time you show any hesitancy, you lose the skirt.  The next time – the top.  And finally the panties.  Be a good girl and you can parade around in this demure outfit.  Otherwise, you end up start naked where everyone can admire your ample charms.”

       Clarissa added emphasis to this last sentence by squeezing the captive’s right tit.

       Robyn knew she had no choice but to obey.

       Robyn had trouble descending the steps to the street level, as she was still unused to the high heels.  She hesitated for a fraction of a second at the door, then jumped forward to prove to her mistress that she was obeying.

       So Clarissa led Robyn down the street, the head of a little two women parade.  They walked about half a block when the man folded his newspaper, placed it under his arm, and followed.

       Their destination was several blocks away.  The apartment the Amazon had chosen had to be close to where Robyn worked in order to make it easy to lure her there.  As such, it was not particularly close to where Clarissa planned to take Robyn.  For the Amazon, it was no problem.  For a newly collared slave girl it was.  At least by the time they arrived, she was used to being in public in that abbreviated outfit. 

       They moved down an alley to the slave girl’s entrance.  Clarissa tethered Robyn next to a ring the door. 

       The beautiful captive had no idea where she was.  At least she was no longer in public where everyone (she thought) ogled her body.

       The man continued past the alley, slowing slightly to insure the two had gone down it.  At the next intersection he stopped to look back.  By then Clarissa had re-emerged and was walking alongside the building, going back in the direction from which she had just come.  At that intersection, she turned the corner.

       The man retraced his steps, pausing to look down the alley again.  There stood Robyn, looking as submissive as she could.  She had stepped back to test the tether chain, but even if she had managed to break it, she would not have been able to get away.  Her hands were still manacled behind her back and she wore the collar of a slave girl.

The man continued on, crossing the street, then turning right and crossing again to follow the route Clarissa had taken but only on the other side of the street.

       There was no sign of Clarissa, but one building took up the entire block so he knew she had to have entered.  He bent his head back so he could read the sign above the marble columns.  His eyebrows rose in an unasked question.

       “The Academy of Oral Arts and Sciences,” known  throughout the city as “Suck U.”

       Inside, Clarissa met with Bluto the headmaster at the school.

       Though they had never met, he knew who she was.  The training the academy offered was not the type of thing Amazons preferred.

       “You do know that when we are done with her, she will not be good for much else.”  He rubbed his scraggy beard as she spoke, trying in vain to give the impression he was deep in through.  “Our training is 100% guaranteed.”

       “That is exactly what I want.  I want the full package including option plan A.”

       Option plan A, that was something he had not heard women order often.  When a woman did order it, it usually involved some rival, or perhaps a husband’s former girl friend (former in the sense that she was now a slave girl).

       “We can enroll her in the program immediately.  Our students complete their training in ten to fourteen days on the average.  We have some students who appear ready in less than ten days but we prefer to keep them around to ensure that their training is part of their nature.”

       Clarissa smiled.  That was exactly what she wanted.

       Shortly after the Amazon paid the tuition, a mistress came for Robyn.  Now you must keep in mind that the lovely brunette had no idea what was in store for her.  All she saw was the back of a brick building.  She stood in an alley among other brick buildings.

       The first thing the mistress did to the captive was to form her long, dark hair into a pair of pigtails on the sides of her head.  This turned her hair into “handlebars” that could be used to maneuver her head about.  This also pulled her tresses away from the back of her neck.  She unbuckled the strap that held the ballgag in the captive’s mouth.  Since they were training Robyn to be an oral slave, they wanted her to get used to having a cock in her mouth.

       Once she had the buckle undone, she pulled a dildo gag from her belt.  Robyn faced away from her so she had no idea what the woman did.  As the mistress’s left hand pulled the ballgag from her mouth, her right raised the preferred gag toward her mouth.  The amount of time Robyn stood there without a gag filling her mouth was less than two seconds.  One gag came out – the other went in.

       The gag was large, oversized so to speak so the size would constantly tell the wearer just what was in her mouth.  Robyn’s first concern was the size.  The cross-section of the dildo was oval as it was 50 percent wider than it was high.  It was also a good twelve centimeters long.  Robyn’s eyes were wide, her eyebrows raised as she explored it with her tongue.  She had never had anything like this in her mouth before.

       “Graagraagraa,” she mumbled as she tried to tell the mistress the shaft was too big.  It was only after the woman had the ends of the buckle secured behind her head and had turned her around, did Robyn realized what was in her mouth.

       Her eyes remained wide in astonishment but she did not make a sound.  She was pretty certain the woman needed little provocation to punish her.

       The mistress used the chain leash to lead the slave girl inside.  They had to climb up one step to get through the door.  Once Robyn was through the door and into the building, the mistress closed the door behind them.  This was just an anteroom so there was nothing for a captive to see her.  The woman turned the beautiful captive toward the door before slipping a black leather blindfold over her eyes.  Black leather squares pressed against slightly larger foam rubber squares.  The foam rubber compressed to fit to the contours of her face so no light could get in at all.

       The mistress removed what little clothing Robyn wore.  She would need none until she left.  Even then it would be superficial.  What Robyn wore would be considerably far less important than what she did with her mouth. .  (The shoes remained on.  With those impossible high heels, they were a form of bondage themselves.)

       Robyn was not used to being lead about while blindfolded, so the mistress had to exert continual pressure on the leash to get her to follow.  Robyn had no choice.  With her hands cuffed behind her back, she was helpless.  Gradually her speed increased until she trotted along behind the woman.

       The blindfold remained in place also.  Without being distracted by seeing, she would concentrate solely on the dildo (or cock) in her mouth.

       A pair of naked slave girls prepared the captive for the first phase of her training.  They were graduates of the course themselves.  That was evident to anyone watching as they sucked furiously on the oversized dildos filling their mouths.  One was a spurned lover of the dean of admissions.  The other was a creditor whose payment was long overdue.

       They now existed solely for the pleasure of the faculty and staff (pardon the pun).  When the proper time came, they might be sold, traded, rented, leased, loaned or simply given away.  Of course, they had no say in their fate.

       Now, as the headmaster had told Clarissa, they were good for little else besides sucking cock.

       They were made to work at the academy as a form of punishment.  Others got what they so badly wanted and could not have.

       They forced Robyn to kneel on a pair of blocks that were slightly longer than the distance from her knee to her ankle.  Straps across her calves kept her in place.  They pushed the captive down to fasten more straps across her thighs, pinning them to her calves.

       Next they fastened a leather mitten over each hand.  This device was unique to the Academy (patent number 783746384765).  Only the index finger remained free.  On the back of each was a metal ring that they locked to an identical ring on the strap across Robyn’s thighs.

       The mistress then took the two working slave girls down the hall where they could watch the graduating students take their final exams.  (Of course they were “oral exams.”)  They could watch, but they could not participate.  They would watch and they would suck rubber cock, and with each passing minute, they would become more contrite for their earlier transgressions.

       The mistress returned to Robyn to begin her training.  The first step was to mount a pipe in the floor before the kneeling captive.   On the side was a bracket whose height she could adjust.  To that bracket she screwed in a rubber dildo.

       By turning a crank a number of times, the mistress moved the blocks apart so Robyn’s legs were spread, her pussy exposed.  Turning another crank caused the blocks to move forward, advancing the naked captive toward a dildo protruding from the pipe.  She stopped to advance the height of that dildo, then removed the dildo gag from the slave girl’s mouth.

       “Keep your mouth open.”

       As she turned the crank again, Robyn’s body moved forward, the dildo sliding into her mouth.  The mistresses secured the crank in place with a cotter pin so the block would not move backwards away from the pipe. Next she fastened a chain from the ring on the front of the brunette’s collar to a ring on the pipe immediately below the protruding dildo.  Robyn could take more of the shaft in her mouth, but could not pull her head back to let it slid from that orifice.

       The mistress pulled a chair around behind the captive, adjusting the distance so she could reach Robyn’s bottom with a switch.

       “You will answer solely to the name “Katie Coed” while you are here.  That is the name of all of our students.  You have a student ID number, but that does not matter to you.

       “You will practice giving head until I tell you to stop, Katie.  If you stop before then, you will get a sharp rap on the ass.”

       To reinforce this last statement, she rubbed the switch on one bare cheek, then the other.

       “We will start off easy on you, Katie.  Only one minute.  Begin now.”

       Robyn did not want to do that.  For a second she resisted.

       “Crack!”

       “Mmmmmfffffttttt!!”

       Her résistance lasted only a second.

       Robyn moved her head forward and back.  She could do this for a minute, she thought to herself.  If it mean not having her bottom beaten, she could do it for a minute.

       “Show more enthusiasm, Katie.  Your minute hasn’t started yet.”

       She moved her head forward and back faster than before.

       “Good girl, Katie.  Your minute begins now.”

       She jerked her head forward and back in a series of rapid motions.  She could do this for a minute.

       Of course the mistress had no intention of limiting Robyn’s training to a single minute.  The time period was closer to five.  Every time the brunette started to slow down, the mistress laid the switch against the captive’s bottom, an unspoken threat if she did not continue.

       “Okay, Katie, stop for a second.”  The mistress loosened the chain a little   “Pull your head back so only the crown is in your mouth.’

       Robyn pulled her head back to the desired position.  She let her teeth rest on the shaft.

       This wasn’t so bad.  It certainly was better than having her bottom beaten.

       “Now, we can do that again, or…would you like a reward?  You’ve been a good little Katie Coed.  I think you deserve a reward. Is that what you want?  Do you want a reward?”

       Robyn nodded.

       In anticipation of that answer, the mistress moved around to the other side of the kneeling captive.  When Robyn nodded, she loosened the chain that held her left hand against that thigh.  Instead of being against the belt, the cuff was now connected to it by a chain eight centimeters long.  This was just enough for her to reach her pussy.  The mistress pulled the slave girl’s hand down toward her pussy.  Holding her index finger, she dragged it down and then up one lip.

       “Now nice and slow, Katie, nice and slow.  You know how to do it.  See how long you can drag it out.”

       It was not something they would accomplish in a day, or even in a week.  Eventually Robyn would associate the pleasure of having an orgasm with that of sucking on a cock in her mouth.  As Bluto had told Clarissa – they guaranteed success.

       This continued for four minutes, ending only when Robyn came.  The mistress gave the little slave girl another choice, one she knew she would take.  Her head moved back and forth on the shaft as she slowly aroused herself to another orgasm.

       Yes, she wanted another reward after take.

       This was only part of her training.  After six hours it was time to feed her.  Periodically they gave her a squirt of water to keep her mouth lubricated on the shaft.  They waited to feed her until she was so hungry that she would be willing to do anything to eat.

       “Are you hungry, Katie?”

       The brunette nodded as best she could with the shaft still in her mouth.

       “You have to suck for your supper.  You have been sucking on a dildo for a couple hours.  It can’t be that worse to suck on the real thing.  Or perhaps you would rather not.  Would you prefer to suck on that shaft and starve?”  The luscious captive wiggled her head from side to side in a negative response.  “Are you will to suck to eat, Katie?”  A nod from the kneeling captive.

       The man’s job at the academy was to be sucked off by slave girls in training.  He did nothing else.  And he got paid for it.

       The blindfold came off so Robyn would know exactly what she was doing.  It did not matter whether she changed her mind or not.  About a third of the new slave girls would rather suck the dildo.  After a few more hours of sucking without eating would cause any woman to change her mind.

       The pain inflicted by Clarissa on Robyn made it impossible for her to refuse an order.  She began sucking, working her head forward and back as she wondered what it would be like to have a man come in her mouth.

       She was not going to find out at this time.  The man had an erection, but he had shot his wad several times that day already.  She could suck for hours without getting any result.  As it was, she had to suck only for five minutes.  She would learn to suck longer as her training progressed.

       “Okay.  Open your mouth.”

       The mistress tilted Robyn’s head back as she pulled back.  Robyn was afraid she had done poorly and was about to be punished.  The woman slipped a temporary dildo gag in the captive’s mouth.  The blindfold went back on.

       “Suck on that dildo as practice while I take you to the cafeteria.”

       Cafeteria. 

       The imagines conjured in Robyn’s mind were completely wrong.  It was simply a communal feed area.

       The mistress had the newly collared slave girl lie on her back on a mattress.  She strapped her to the rails on the side so she could not move, but at the same time was not uncomfortable.  A metal framework went over the brunette’s body at her waist.  The woman then elevated one end of the mattress so the captive sat upright.  She slid the device forward so feeding tube (shaped like a large penis) pointed at Robyn’s mouth.  She made a few adjustments so she had the slave girl’s mouth on the shaft.   The captive brunette could move her face forward so she took more of the shaft in her mouth, but she could not pull her head back to pull her mouth off.

       She left Robyn alone for a few minutes while she retrieved a large bottle of nutritious slave gruel.  A liberal amount of cornstarch gave the gruel a sticky texture.  It had an abundance of salt.  Robyn would think it was just a snack when a man came in her mouth. 

The gruel had sufficient liquidity that it could be pumped down a tube in the center of the dildo and into the slave girl’s mouth.

       She placed a rubber wand on the woman’s pussy.  That wand’s “million magic fingers” would massage the slave’s pussy when it moved up and down.  It would do that once she attached the end of a chain to it.  She secured the chain to a hook on the device.

       The only thing left to do was to fasten the end of another chain to the back of Robyn’s collar.

       “To eat, go down on the shaft as you have practiced, Katie.”

       Robyn moved her head forward.  When she drew it back, a wad of gruel shot into her mouth.

       She did not like the taste.  Still, it was better than nothing and she was hungry. She jerked her head forward and back, forward and back.

       “There is a timer on the shaft. “  (Actually it was on the metal framework.  Robyn could not see, and was only a slave girl, so the truth and explanations were a waste of time.)  The longer you take, the more effort you have to put into it.  Opps!  It just changed to two.  Now you have to go down twice to get a squirt.”

       The device was set to change the increments every few minutes to make it harder for the slave girl to get food.  A well-trained slave girl could be expected to go down ten or twelve times for just one squirt.

       The whole mechanism worked as a result of that chain attached to the back of her collar.  When she pulled her head forward, she pulled the chain.  After the proper number of times, the pressure would build up to cause the gruel to squirt through the rubber value .        The movement of the chain also caused the wand to slid up and down in her mouth.  It was not uncommon for a meal by a slave girl to be interrupt by an orgasm.

       The movement of her upper body also perform crunches.  A hard body was a requirement to be a graduate of the academy.

       Robyn had been exposed to the basic regimen of the academy though she was unaware of it.  The pleasures of orgasm and eating would be associated with a dildo in her mouth.

       When she was finished, she was allowed to go to the bathroom, then it was back to the training room for another two-hour session sucking the rubber dick.

       There was other elements of her training, all of which led to the same result.

       The mistress forced her head back with instructions for the captive to keep her mouth open.  She inserted the inflatable gag   She knew exactly how much to blow it up.

       The first session was only five minutes long.  It would increase each time until she was capable of holding her mouth open for hours at a time.  Sucking on one cock, or a dozen cocks for hours would be easy.

       The inflated gag hurt.  Robyn was glad when the mistress removed that gag and forced her face forward so she had to take the dildo on her mouth.

       It was only her first day of training, and already Robyn was progressing on to being a good little oral slave girl.