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Part 18 - Conspiracy and
Revenge.
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Starring:
Allie – oh poor Allie how
do I count the pussies
Nicole – you evil woman
Mistress Jytte – more
evil than Nicole?
Isis – A heroine and
Allie’s savior?
Josie – Nice athletic
club you have there.
Dildo #103 – in a
co-staring role and an exercise bike.
Poor Allie, even when you
gain hope it is still back to cuntlicking humiliation again.
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"Wakey
wakey" Nicole said prodding Allie
with her toe. Allie uncurled from the
fetal position she was sleeping in, rolled over and looked up at her Mistress.
Nicole stood over her
completely nude, Allie was struck how regal her mistress looked, towering over
her, proud of her nakedness. Her hands
on her hips, a slight smile on her lips and her pubic mons an invitation to
Allie of her future and her present.
She remembered some words
spoken to her by her Mistress many months ago now, "...the pussy you are
going to worship, the pussy you will fall asleep dreaming about, the pussy you
will wash and take care of, my pussy?"
She realized that the words were essentially true now.
Nicole reached down and
grabbed the corner of the thin blanket covering her girl slave. She lifted it off of the nude sixteen year
old. Revealing her nakedness, chained by
her collar to the bedpost.
She knew what was
required of her. The rules she lived by
were clear and rule 16 required her to masturbate every morning. Allie spread her legs and started to play
with her vagina. Sliding a finger into the folds as her Mistress stood above
her. Her fingers rubbed her clit,
rolling over the hard shaft of the little travel lock embedded in the clithood,
her hand rested on the tattoo ringing the top of her bare pussy. Quickly she became moist, this allowed her to
use the slickness from her slit to speed up her frigging.
"Hurry up
girl!" Nicole smiled down at the
naked girl still chained to her bedpost.
How delicious she looked.
Allie played with the
lock, it was a quick way to get herself off.
She flicked it up and down and pulled it in an ever faster frenzy until
she gritted her teeth and came, all the while staring at her Mistress' body.
"Good girl."
Nicole unhooked the
girl's leash from the bed and led the teen into the bathroom for her morning
pampering.
While Allie turned the
shower on, Nicole sat on the toilet.
"I'm waiting for you
girl." Nicole smiled from her seat
on the toilet.
Allie's heart sank, she
knew what Nicole had planned for her and she hated it. But she gritted her teeth and made her way
over to the toilet and brought her head down between her Mistress' legs.
"Beg for
it." Said Nicole as she looked down
at Allie's face inches from her crotch.
The girl had her mouth tightly closed and her eyes clenched. Her blond hair framing her face. "Beg me to piss on your face."
Allie heard herself
speak, she didn't really think about it, only the fact that she wanted it over
as soon as possible. "Please,
Mistress, pee on my face."
"Now that you ask so
nicely, I think I would like some of your tongue on my pussy first, lick me." Allie leaned in and stuck her tongue on
Nicole's pussy and started to lick. She
knew how to please her Mistress, she had been doing it for a long time.
"Now, keep licking
me, don't stop." Allie knew what
was coming, she prepared herself. clenching her eyes even tighter as Nicole
said, "Here it comes slut," and urine started to spray out of
Nicole's pisshole right into Allie's mouth.
She did as she was told
and kept licking Nicole's pussy as the yellow liquid splattered into her mouth,
off her cheeks, down her chin streaming down her neck across her pierced
breasts and dripping off her body to the cold tile floor beneath her. Allie couldn't help but swallow a lot, she
half gagged as Nicoles pee slid down her throat into her stomach.
She kept licking as
Nicole pushed out the piss as hard as she could at the girl.
She kept licking as
Nicole leaned her head back and screamed out, "Oh yeah."
She kept licking as the
stream turned to a trickle.
Nicole grabbed the back
of her head then, held in the last of her piss and brought Allie's mouth firmly
against her pussy. "Drink the rest
cunt," With that she let the last
cup go, straight into Allie's mouth, giving the girl no choice but to drink her
piss, forcing her urine into the girl.
Allie had to accept her Mistress's urine, swallowing the foul tasting
liquid.
Nicole humped the girl’s
mouth as she came in a rush, her cum juice mixed with the last of her piss as
Allie sucked it down. A shudder ran
through Nicole as she came down from her orgasm.
"God that felt good,
peeing and getting licked at the same time,” She let go of the girl when she
was done. "We're going to do that
more often." Allie coughed lightly
as the yellow piss dripped from her nose, eyelashes and chin.
Nicole unceremoniously
stood up, stepped over the kneeling girl and walked to the shower, "come
slut, you can clean up the mess you made later,"
Allie crawled after
Nicole here eyes burned from the piss dribbling into them, glad now to get
under the cleansing water of the shower to wash the other woman's piss from her
body.
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After Breakfast, Nicole
had Allie get into her workout clothes yet again, they consisted of her tiny
singlet, that was more like a small bikini where the straps went over the
shoulders instead of around the waist, the triangle of cloth at her crotch
wouldn't have covered a woman's pubic hair it was cut so low. It barely covered her pussy lips, ending just
above the teens pierced clit hood.
Allie didn't have to worry about that as her pubic hair was removed
twice a week at the Salon.
What she did have to
worry about now was her new tattoo which was clearly visible above the edge of
the singlet. Anyone could read the words
emblazoned right on upper part of the girl’s pubic mons. It read in bold black ink "Property of
Mistress Nicole" and below that the words, "For women only."
Allie immediately saw how
exposed her branding was, she couldn't go to the club like this, everyone would
know everything.
For the top Nicole had
Allie put on a tiny half-t that was cut just below her aereola's. Any movement by the girl would expose her
nipples to anyone looking casually her way.
As it was the rings embedded in her nipples peaked out below the bottom
of the shirt.
She walked back out to
the foyer where Nicole was waiting for her.
"Mistress please, I
can't go like this, everyone can see my tattoo's."
Nicole smiled an evil
smile, "Slut, they don't need to read anything to know you are my slutty
little lesbian plaything."
She took Allie by the
hand and led her out to her BMW, opened the passenger side door and had Allie
sit inside.
Once Nicole was inside
she told Allie the itinerary. "I
have to head to the office this morning so I'm going to drop you off at the
Salon. You'll have to make your way to
the club on your own."
She turned and smiled at
Allie, "I'm sure you can find some way of paying for a ride from the Salon
to the club, use your imagination."
She pulled up across the
street from the Salon and made Allie get out and then sped away with a
"See you tonight," wave.
Allie stood in shock for
a second on the sidewalk.
She was in plain
sight. The street was mostly empty, but
a couple of cars went by. She took a
tentative step to cross the street, but a car came wizzing by and tooted its
horn as it zipped along.
She hopped back on the
side walk, her t-shirt flipping completely up to expose her naked breasts, She
grabbed the edge and pulled it back down.
The traffic was too thick
she was going to have to cross at the crosswalk. She put one hand down in front of her crotch
trying to hide her mistress' name emblazoned above her sex and with the other
hand she held her mini t-shirt down over her pert breasts. Allie trotted to the corner as quickly as she
could, painfully aware of her bare ass with only a tiny strip of cloth going up
the crack. She pressed the crosswalk
button and waited impatiently.
She hit it repeatedly
with frustration. She wanted to get
inside the Salon as quickly as she could.
She banged on the button several more times. She didn't hear the woman come up next to
her.
"What have we
here." purred a voice next to her as Allie felt a possessive hand placed
on her bare butt cheek. Allie squealed,
jumped and turned.
Mistress Jytte stood next
to her in powerful feminine perfection.
She wore an elegant gray outfit with a wide brimmed black hat and dark
sunglasses and smelled of exotic expensive perfume.
"Good morning
Mistress Jytte." answered Allie, still in shock.
Mistress Jytte smiled
down at Allie, leaned back slightly and looked at the girl's bare ass and
slowly, possessively, brought her right hand back and placed it on the teens
left buttock. This time Allie didn't
flinch but let the other woman feel her cheek.
"Going to the Salon
this morning slut?" She asked
nonchalantly, sliding her hand under the little strip of cloth running down
between Allie's cheeks.
Allie couldn't focus, she
was like a deer in headlights. Here she
was essentially naked on a street corner with a woman's hand on her bare
ass. She tried to say something but no
sound came out of her mouth. Mistress
Jytte’s hand continued down the curve of the girl’s ass and close enough for
her middle finger to just slide in between Allie’s pussy lips. She rested her finger there gently nestled
within the moist folds.
"I asked you a
question cuntlicker?" Mistress Jytte's voice barely changed but Allie
sensed the threat inside it.
"Mistress please, I
need to get inside..." She knew it
was the wrong thing to say as soon as it left her mouth.
Allie didn’t dare move,
but she felt the elegant woman’s finger probe carefully for an entrance into
the girl. Suddenly it found her vaginal
opening and slid in; two knuckles, then three.
Allie squealed quietly as
she was getting violated on a public sidewalk.
"Answer my question
you little fuck." Again the calm
voice. Smiling down at the girl.
"y-y-yes mistress I
am."
"Good, go ahead and
cross I'll walk behind you, enjoying the view." The light seemed to change on Mistress
Jytte's command and she slid her finger out of the teen’s quim and slapped her
on the ass, pushing her out on to the crosswalk.
Allie started walking,
conscious of the "view" she was giving the older woman. Her bare ass exposed, a red palm print
beginning to emerge on one of the cheeks.
She couldn't do anything about it, because she was still trying to save
some small part of her dignity by covering the tattoo on her mons and holding
her mini t-shirt down.
They crossed the street
and continued down the sidewalk to the Salon.
Allie ran quickly up the steps and inside the
confines of the Salon away from prying eyes.
Mistress Jytte chuckled as she followed.
Enjoying the teens jiggling ass.
The receptionist looked
up as Allie entered, "Ahhh, Allie, so nice to see you again, you may head
on back, Jackie is expecting you."
Allie knew the routine by
now and trotted back to the back of the Salon, past the front area that catered
to the real women. She kept her head
down as she walked through the room, hiding her gaze from the several regal
women getting pampered by the stylists and manicurists.
She felt the air against
her bare ass, reinforcing her near nakedness.
The singlet went up the crack of her ass like a g-string, it was fully
exposed for anyone to look at.
She quickly skirted
inside the curtain, getting into the relative privacy of the backroom. Jackie looked up at her from between the legs
of aonther girl who was just getting the final touches of her shaving. The girl turned her head and looked at her,
she couldn't move anything else because she was securely bound to the grooming
chair.
"Go ahead and strip
Allie, I'll attend to you next."
Allie mechanically
removed the skimpy outfit she wore.
Shortly she was nude in the grooming room.
"There you go Missy,
smooth as the day you were born."
Jackie emphasized this statement by licking the girl's quim in one long
swipe. Missy moaned through her ball gag
from Jackie's tongue. Jackie unhooked
the girl from the chair, removed the ball gag and swatted her on her ass.
"git."
Missy trotted over to
where her clothes were and got dressed.
She only had a short skirt and a simple white t-shirt, no shoes and no
underwear. She glanced briefly at Allie,
they looked at each other and understood each other completely, then she was
gone.
Allie sat down in the
recently vacated chair to receive her twice-weekly grooming.
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Back out at the front
desk after Jackie had cleaned and shaved her, Allie stood meekly to one side
trying to get the receptionist’s attention.
The receptionist was talking to a woman that looked a lot like Kathleen
Turner: red-haired, regal, buxom and strong.
"I would like to
make an appointment for my girl Sydney, it will need to be on Tuesday
afternoon." She spoke disdainfully
to the receptionist.
"Yes ma'am, is
Sydney your daughter or ward?"
Asked the brunette behind the desk.
This question elicited a
smile, "Why my ward of course,” she looked directly at the receptionist,
"I would like her to have the special treatment you provide to troublesome
girls."
"Yes ma'am. Would you like to select any premium services
to be performed on your ward?"
"Not at this time,
although I would like a price list please."
"I'm sorry ma'am
that is strictly confidential; you will need to speak with Sarah the Salon
owner for those prices."
"I see, well that
will be all for now." And as she
was about to leave her gaze fell upon Allie, seemingly for the first time. "What have we here?" She smiled, "All slutted up and no place
to go?"
"Yes ma'am, I mean
no ma'am, I mean...I...I'm going...work..I'm going to workout." Allie stammered.
"My you are a shy
one,” she looked Allie up and down, focusing on the tattooed skin above Allie's
crotch. "Property of Mistress
Nicole...hmmm...for women only. You are
well adorned girl."
"Yes ma'am,"
answered Allie she turned to the receptionist and asked quietly, "Please,
I need a ride to the 'Living Well Ladies club' over on Main Street."
"We aren't a taxi
service girl." Said the
receptionist.
The Kathleen Turner
look-alike spoke up then, "Please miss no need to be rude, I'd be happy to
give this young woman a ride to the club."
Allie's heart sank.
"I couldn't
Ma'am..." blurted out Allie.
"Oh but I
insist." Said the Redhead as she
grabbed Allie's wrist.
She led the nearly naked
teen out the front, down the steps of the Salon and to her Mercedes. Opened the door and before Allie knew what
was going on she was sitting in the passenger seat of the car, her naked ass cheeks
shocked by the cold leather of the seat.
The woman walked around
to the driver's side and got in.
"I have to run by
home first, but it's on the way, I'm sure you don't mind."
"No Ma'am,"
said Allie, somehow she had expected something like this.
Once away from the Salon,
the woman’s demeanor changed she turned to her, "We don't have much
time. You're gonna have to trust
me." Allie didn't say a word .
"You may call me
Isis. I am the head of an organization
who's purpose is to free girls like you and punish those responsible."
Allie's mouth dropped,
what was going on? Getting raped she
could have expected, being used as a lesbian whore she would have expected, the
words just spoken to her floored her.
She was prepared to get fucked and to suck pussy, but not for unexpected
hope.
"My organization has
been in the area for six months now, we're going to take down the Salon and its
patrons, and you’re going to be one of the integral pieces to our
plan." With that she pulled over
into a nice driveway of a nice house.
"Do you think you
could do that Allie?" Asked Isis as
she turned off the car, "Do you think you could play a part in this?"
She could barely process
the information. She wasn't going to get
raped by this woman. She was going to
get free of Nicole? She could barely get
her brain around that thought let alone truly believe it.
"I don't know,” She
almost said she would have to ask her Mistress, but caught herself, “What would
I have to do?"
"Come with me and
we'll go inside and talk."
Allie got out of the car
and followed Isis to the front door. She
opened it and inside were three more women working, two on computers set up in
the main living room and the third on a phone.
"These are my
assistants,” Isis pointed at the blonde on one of the computers, "Aphrodite,
she's the one that handles our extraction.
We want to make sure that once we are done we leave no trace."
"Athena,” pointing
to the brunette on the other computer, "She acquires the information, the
data, the dirt. Through her we learn the
weaknesses of the bitches, with which we bring them down."
"And Aurora,” she
pointed to the blonde on the phone, "my right hand maiden. The person we have to do any actual hands on
work, our muscle." Allie didn't
think she looked like muscle, she looked like a model.
"And now you Allie,
now you are part of our team." She
turned back to the near naked girl.
"Do you think you can help us and bring down the evil cabal of
women centered on the 'Salon'?"
"Can you be our
inside girl?"
Allie couldn't believe
it, she hadn't even dreamed of being able to get out from under Nicole, and
here it was offered to her.
"Y-y-yes, yes I
can."
"Great.' And Isis pulled the girl into a hug. "You're going to have to be strong for
awhile longer, we have an event chosen that should allow us to nab almost all
the evil bitches in one fell swoop."
She walked over to the
table by Athena and picked up a file folder, opened it and handed Allie a
picture.
Allie gasped as she saw
the picture. It was a picture of the
girl Lauren, who Nicole had whored her out to.
The last time Allie had seen her she had been looking down at the girl's
pussy, but it was her she was sure of it.
"Yes we know you've
met her. The occasion where we hope to
nail all these women is the marriage of Lauren Jacobs to Tawnee Cantrell. This is going to be the event of the year for
the clientele of the Salon. And here's
the kicker, we know that you and Nicole are going to be invited."
She took Allie's hand in
hers and looked her in the eyes, "Allie, here is what we want you to
do..."
Allie listened intently
to the plan.
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Allie was in shock about
the afternoon's revelations. She barely
noticed as Isis dropped her off in front of the club. She didn't care as she walked in, nearly naked
in front of all the other women.
She finally came out of
her reverie as she stood in front of Josie at the receptionist’s desk.
"Hello
slut." She said matter of factly.
"I am not a
slut." Answered Allie before she
could stop herself.
"Oh you're not are
you?" Leered Josie. "Just look at yourself in your stripper
outfit." Josie looked down at
herself: Nipple rings peeking out from beneath her cut off t-shirt, her tattoo
clearly visible above the miniscule covering of her sex. Tattoos, piercings, nakedness, her body
pulsated with the message "SLUT"!
And not just a run-of-the-mill slut but a GIRL loving slut.
Briefly she tried to hold
onto the thought of her future rescue, but as she stood their stunned Josie
reached across the table and unceremoniously clipped a chain to her nipple
rings.
"There you go,
that's better."
Josie walked around and
looped her finger into the chain and pulled gently, coaxing Allie's nipples out
from under her cut-off tee. Two quick
pulls and the nipples popped out.
Allie didn't fight it,
she had forgotten how; even the possibility of freedom didn't spark anything in
her anymore.
"Follow me
dyke-whore," and with that she led Allie into the club.
She opened a door and
switched on the light, inside were rows of stationary bikes.
"There's no class
scheduled in here for awhile, let's get you set up on one of these bikes for
some exercise."
She led Allie over to one
of the bikes in the back row and told her to stand still. Josie then pulled a dildo out of her bag and
held it up for Allie to see, it was black and ribbed and about 7 inches
long. She attached it to the seat of the
bike by a handy strap and motioned Allie to mount the bike.
Allie hesitated. She already had her customary butt plug
embedded in her ass, being double fucked on an stationary bike was not her idea
of a fun way of getting exercise.
"Get up on the bike
bitch!" Said Josie firmly, slapping
Allie's ass in the process. Allie
jumped and stepped up on the bike.
"Stand up taller,”
Allie stood on her tiptoes on the bike pedals as Josie pulled her tiny singlet
aside exposing her pussy as well as the locket hanging from her clit. She held the securely strapped dildo with one
hand and guided it towards Allie's pussy lips.
Allie felt the plastic cock pressing against her pussylips. She slowly sank down on the ribbed dildo.
She only got about an
inch in, she wasn't very wet and the dildo was pretty big.
"There you go,"
said Josie, "deeper now, I don't want to have to report back to Nicole
that you were less than helpful."
Allie certainly didn't want that.
She tried going up and
down on the plastic cock and managed another inch, she was starting to get a
bit lubricated, but the dildo was so big it hurt with each short stroke.
"Good slut,"
Josie looked at her watch, "Just about time."
What did she mean ‘just
about time’ thought Allie.
Allie had about four
inches of the fake cock in her as the door opened to the room and in strode a
bunch of women.
"Right on time
Ladies," said Josie.
Allie freaked out! She had to hide what she was doing! She sat down with all her weight on the
plastic cock, it absorbed into her body too slow and pulled her pussy lips
inside with it, she crossed her eyes in pain with the self-rape. She was able to get all but the last inch
inside then she had to sit still, with her legs together, hiding whatever she
could from view.
Her eyes were
watering. She gritted her teeth against
the pain from her vagina. But Allie was
pretty sure no-one had seen the phallus enter her quim.
"Enjoy the spinning
class Allie, I'll be back to pick you up in half an hour." Said Josie and then left her alone.
Allie couldn't
speak. All she felt was the pain at the
entrance to her pussy, and the rubbing inside her from the big black dildo in
her cunt and her butt plug in her ass.
She leaned forward a bit and held onto the handle bars to keep from
passing out.
The other women all took
seats on some of the bikes. Allie was
relieved to notice that none of them took a bike on the back row. At least they wouldn't likely notice anything
different about her. Amazingly nobody
seemed to notice her impalement.
The instructor got on her
bike in front and started the class.
They started pedaling, just a warm up for starters. Then the she started to take them through a
fictitious bike route.
“Ok girls, here we come
to a hill.” And with that she stood up. All the other women stood up except for
Allie. She debated what would be worse,
standing or not standing and decided she should stand, it would be the least
obvious (hopefully).
Allie stood up like the
rest of the spinning class, the huge cock slid out of her cunt, at least she
was getting a little moist now so the pain was going away. They pedaled like that for awhile, Allie
started to breath hard in part from the workout but also because of the action
in her cunt. She had about 2 inches of
cock still inside her and with every pedal action it went in and out about an
inch, it was a maddening action and soon the shaft of the plastic cock had moist
drips running down it.
“Ok class,” said the
instructor. “We’re at the top, sit back down.”
Allie collapsed on the
dildo, sinking it deep into her vagina, “aaahhhhooooohh” She moaned.
“Come on now that wasn’t
that hard.” Laughed the instructor.
Allie pedaled rising up
and down slightly, she was now actively fucking herself on the dildo strapped
to the bike. She couldn’t believe how
quickly she had gotten wet.
“Ok now faster.”
Allie started pedaling
faster, her thighs now damp as they rubbed against the bike seat, the cock
sliding in and out about an inch as she moved with her pedal cadence. She started to lose focus around her as the
bike ride started to become a fuck ride.
She started to hear the instructor less.
She started to concentrate on the rubber cock going in and out of her
pussy.
She didn’t notice as the
women began to look at her strangely.
She just started to rise
up and down on her bike seat faster and higher with each pedal. “Ahh, oooh.
Ahhh.” Allie panted.
She didn’t notice the
rest of the women stopping their exercise nor when they got off their bikes and
began to gather around. Allie just
closed her eyes and increased her pace, each time she came down on the cock she
would jam her clit locket into the seat giving herself a jolt of pleasure with
each fuck.
“AAAHH GOD!” she
obliviously screamed. She was rushing
now to her finish. “Ahh, ohh, ahh, OHH. AHH!OHHAAAEEEE! FUCK!” She came as she ground her locket down on the
seat. Her hands gripped the handlebars
as the bike the bike shook violently as her orgasm rolled on. She passed out and started to fall off the
bike, the slimy cock slid from her pussy and she was caught before hitting the
ground by several of the women standing around.
The beating she received
that night from Nicole was harsh for the embarrassment she had caused at the
club. Allie was sure that Nicole reveled
in the embarrassment, doubly so for the excuse to whip her young teen pet.
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