Karen and Michelle’s Sad Story

Karen and Michelle’s Sad Story Part 2 Michelle’s Story Chapter 50

 

By Redlegtiger

Redlegtiger@hotmail.com

 

Please remember that this is fantasy and anyone thinking that they should do these things in real life, deserve to be locked up and have the key thrown away and play sissy slut to their cell mate for eternity.  If you are not at least 18 years of age please leave.

 

Thanks to Guilty, Pixie, Aminda and Lisa who all helped to either inspire or write this scene of the bitchpups at Clearview.  Guilty and Pixie were the coauthors of the letter to Aminda from Lisa and Guilty helped greatly in the development in the plotline for Brittany’s Saga.  Stay tuned to see how each saga plays out over the next few chapters

 

Chapter 50, Brittany’s and the Bitchpups’ Saga begins

 

All during the flight back to Washington, Karen thought about the promise that Sarah had asked her to make, along with Aminda’s confirmation that she and Michelle had sworn to become Sarah’s slaves.  The doggyslut part of her that was buried deep inside her persona latched on to that fact and started feeding Karen’s excitement.  Karen fell into a half sleep about half way to Washington and the doggyslut part of her persona guided her to dream of being a slave again with Sarah as her mistress.  In her dream, Sarah forced her to service the dogs in the kennel with both her and her mom side by side being fucked endlessly by the dogs.  Then the dream changed to the horses and being mated with each of the stallions.  She even dreamed that she carried a colt to full term and gave birth to a half man, half horse. Then she dreamed that Sarah had her, Aminda and Michelle with her as they shopped in the mall and in every store they entered, one of them was forced to service the employee by sucking or fucking them to get the things she wanted.  She made them dress up like whores and parade up and down the mall, taking any male that propositioned one of them to the mall restroom and fucking their brains out.  With each succeeding dream, doggyslut fueled Karen’s sexuality and raised her to higher and higher levels of excitement.  It was when the dream shifted to Sarah forcing Karen to eat her out while Michelle fucked her cunt with a monster dildo and Aminda fucked her ass that her excitement increased to the point she was on the edge.  Finally when in her dream, Sarah came and pissed in her mouth as she told her “You are such a good cunt sucking doggyslut, I think I’ll keep you as my slave forever”, Karen came hard and screamed out her orgasm in her sleep.

 

Karen’s eyes popped open as she came down from her orgasm.  She couldn’t believe that she had gotten so excited by her dream that she had cum with absolutely no stimulation.  Now that she was awake, the dream stayed with her.  Instead of vanishing into nothingness like most dreams, this one stayed vivid in her mind.  She stared out of the window on the plane as the events of the dream were replayed in her mind, they became even more vivid and raunchy and she began to insert scenes of spanking and whipping and other forms of bondage and torture.  Her excitement increased again as the dream continued.  This time the image she saw at the end was of her being forced to get on her hands and knees and put her head down into Michelle’s cunt and eat her cunt out.  Aminda sat on Michelle’s face and rubbed her cunt back and forth as Michelle ate her out.  Sarah was kneeling behind her fucking her in the ass while she spanked her with a paddle.  This time in real life Karen lay back in her reclined chair and closing her eyes she screamed out in orgasm again as the Karen in her dream came.  When she came down from her cum she fell into a deep restful sleep feeling more content than she had in a while.  The doggyslut in her smiled at her success in gaining a bit more control over Karen’s persona and how she had been able to do it without anything other than dreams. 

 

Gregg and Sam had been sitting opposite of Karen and watched in amazement at her as she came the first time as she slept.  Then when Karen woke up, they became even more surprised as she obviously became excited again as she stared out the window.  Both of them were getting excited as well and after they watched Karen cum a second time without any physical stimulation, Sam grabbed Gregg’s hand and pulled him to the bathroom at the back of the plane.  She whispered in Gregg’s ear, “You are about to join the mile high club mister.  After that little show, I need you to fuck me senseless.  Now get in there and take your pants off so I can sit on that wonderful cock of yours.”

 

Gregg was never one to look a gift horse in the mouth and quickly backed into the bathroom pulling his pants down as he went.  His cock was as hard as it had ever been.  Sam looked up the aisle of the plane and saw that only Frank was looking their way and she smiled at him and shrugged as she turned and backed in to the bathroom, closing the door behind her.  She locked the door and then sat down on Gregg’s lap, guiding his cock into her wet and flowing cunt.  As soon as he was in to the hilt, she began bouncing up and down on him like there was no tomorrow.  She began to stroke her clit as she fucked Gregg.  She came within a couple of minutes.  Gregg was far from ready however and had held her steady as she came.  When she finally calmed down and realized he was still hard within her she smiled and went back to fucking him like there was no tomorrow.  She came three more times before Gregg finally gave in to the pleasure and groaned out as he came deep in Sam.  When they came down from their sexual highs they straightened themselves up and came out of the bathroom. 

 

All of the security team that had been looking toward the back of the plane as they listened to Gregg and Sam’s screams and groans of pleasure looked to the front of the plane and acted as if nothing had happened.  They all had cocks tenting their pants however.  Just then the seatbelt signs came on and the pilot came on and told them they were making the approach to the airport.  Sam and Gregg quickly sat in their seats and buckled themselves in after Sam woke Karen up to let her know they were landing.

 

As they were leaving the airport, Karen told Gregg, “I want to rent a truck and go up to Marta’s estate and get some things for Aminda and Michelle.  I promised them that I would do that first.  Then I want to go to Brittany’s house and talk to her.  With all of the redecoration going on, a rental truck to move furniture and other items out wouldn’t be out of place.”

 

Gregg agreed and called ahead to the rental place they had scoped out early in the investigation.  They knew that there may come a time when they needed to rent any type of vehicle and this place was not only reputable but open 24 hours a day, seven days a week.  They arrived at the place and drove out with the truck in less than 30 minutes.

 

Instead of going to the safe house, they drove straight out to Marta’s estate.  Karen knew what she was looking for and went straight to the barn.  She began to go from stall to stall until she saw one that had a sign on the stall door saying ‘BITCHPUPS’.  Karen opened the door and was amazed at the elaborateness of the items she saw.  She saw a trunk on the floor and opened it to find Aminda and Michelle’s costumes and equipment they wanted.  Karen told the extra guards that came with them to load the stuff up on the truck and then began to go from stall to stall.  She was getting almost giddy with sexual excitement as she saw all manner of equipment that was similar yet different to Aminda and Michelle’s.  She found one that she really liked and when she opened the trunk she found that the costume and equipment was in her size so she had the team load up that equipment as well.

 

When Karen finally decided she had everything she wanted, she told Gregg, “Let’s take the truck over to Brittany’s.  I want to talk with her and raid her dungeon for some items.”

 

Gregg had all but Sam and Frank and one other agent head to the safe house and ready it for them to return.  They then drove the hour long distance to Brittany’s.  Along the way, Doggyslut began to push the dreams back to the forefront of Karen’s mind as she stared out of the window and watched the landscape go by.  Again her excitement increased as the images progressed in her mind. 

 

Gregg was driving the truck and Sam was sitting in the middle.  Frank and the other member of the security team were riding in the back of the truck.  Sam was the first to notice the musty smell of Karen’s excitement and was amazed that she was again getting excited with no one stimulating her.  She couldn’t resist the urge so she reached her right hand over and put it under the skirt Karen wore.  She let her fingers begin to rub the crotch of Karen’s panties for a couple of minutes and then pulled the panties aside and began to directly rub Karen’s nether lips and clit.

 

Karen began to groan loudly in excitement as Sam fingered her.  Sam turned her head and looked at Gregg’s crotch as he drove.  Sam took her left hand and unzipped his pants and fished his cock out.  She began to jack him off with her left hand as she fingered Karen.  Karen was so caught up in her erotic day dream she wasn’t even aware of what Sam was doing.  Karen soon came from the stimulation and only then did she realize what Sam had been doing.  When she recovered from her cum she pulled Sam’s hand out from between her legs.  She unbuckled her seat belt and got down on the floor.  She unbuckled Sam’s pants and pulled them down and off.  She pulled her legs apart and then leaned in and began licking and chewing on Sam’s most private parts. 

 

When Karen began to eat her out, Sam leaned down and took Gregg’s cock into her mouth.  She began to suck on his cock as he drove.  It took all of Gregg’s concentration to keep the truck on the road.  He slowed down the truck as he got more and more excited from the erotic display before him and as he got closer and closer to cumming.  When he was on the brink of cumming he pulled over to the side of the road and waited until Sam had sucked his cum out of him.  She quickly put his deflating cock back in his pants as she smiled at him and opened her mouth, letting him see his cum pooled on her tongue.  She closed her mouth but didn’t swallow.

 

It was about that time that Sam began to cum from Karen’s efforts on her cunt.  She groaned out as she came and pulled Karen up so she could kiss her.  Karen’s eyes opened wide in surprise when Sam pushed Gregg’s cum into her mouth as she and Sam kissed.  Gregg sat there and watched the erotic display as Sam tweaked Karen’s nipples as they kissed.  Finally they broke the kiss and Karen got back in her seat and buckled her seatbelt.  Gregg put the truck in gear and took off again.  They drove without incident until they arrived at Brittany’s.  Gregg backed the truck into the driveway and opened the back to let Frank and the other guard out. 

 

They all went into Brittany’s house and found her and two FBI agents watching a movie on TV.  Brittany was surprised when Karen came in with her security team.  She knew they hadn’t scheduled a visit like they normally did.  Karen told the agents, “I need to talk to this bitch for a few minutes.  Excuse us while we go someplace private.”

 

Karen led Brittany to one of the bedrooms and when the door was closed she said, “Brittany, if you want my help when this is over with, I need you to do something for me.  Someone I love very much was injured and paralyzed by a hunt team trying to get at Aminda and Michelle.  It wasn’t either one of them but it was a young girl that I love as if she were my own daughter.  I know that Paul has been picked up and arrested so your meeting tomorrow will most likely include finding a new huntsman.  Because of your history of torture and abuse, as well as your unique access to all of Paul’s assets, it would make sense that you would be a good choice.  I want you to make sure you become that person and then help the FBI round up all of the hunt teams in every state.  I don’t want any of the slave girls I place in homes to be hunted down and killed, and they will be going all over the country.  If you do this for me, I’ll do everything in my power to make sure you never have to worry about the organization coming after you.  Will you do it?’

 

Brittany said, “If you will promise to help me stay out of prison and do what you can to keep the organization from coming after me, then I agree.  With as many of the organization being arrested as there are, I doubt as if there is a prison where there won’t be someone there that isn’t from the organization or a contact of the organization.  Before this is all over, they will know I betrayed them and I won’t last a day if I’m locked up.  The witness protection program is my only chance.  Promise me that you’ll get them to do that for me and I’ll do it.”

 

Karen pulled out her cell phone and called Bill.  She explained, “Hey Bill, I need you to do something for me.”

 

Bill answered, “You know that I’ll do anything for you within reason Karen.  How’s everything down in LA with Sarah.  I haven’t been given any follow up other than that she was out of critical condition.”

 

Karen told him everything and then asked, “Listen Bill, I’m over here at Brittany’s and was just talking to her about the Hunt teams.  She has agreed that she will do everything in her power to take over the position and help us apprehend the hunt teams.  After what happened in LA, I think that should be a high priority for the FBI.  The deal is that she doesn’t think she will be safe in prison once this is all over and I agree with her.  Though I’m sure she would deserve everything that happens to her in prison if she went, I think it would be a good thing to put her in the witness protection program instead.  She said that if you promise that, she will agree to help us.  As for me, if you want my continued help, you will make this happen.  I don’t want anything else to happen to my girls.  What do you say?”

 

Bill answered, “That’s a tall order Karen.  I’ll have to make some calls and get back with you on the answer.  Give me a couple of hours okay?”

 

Karen said, “I’ll be here at Brittany’s until I hear from you.  I want this to happen Bill, no I need this to happen so do your best.  I’ll talk to you later.”

 

Karen hung up the phone and turned to Brittany.  She told her, “Bill is making the necessary phone calls to make it happen.  We should know soon.  Now there is another thing I wanted to ask you.  You are no longer going to be using the stuff in your dungeon so I was wondering if you would mind if I took it off of your hands.  When this is all over, I’ll pay you the fair market value of everything I take.  That will give you some money to get started in your new life.  What do you say?”

 

Brittany answered, “Well considering that I wasn’t expecting to get anything out of it I would be a fool to ignore an offer like that.  So go ahead and take what you want.  I’ll be happy to show you to the dungeon.”

 

Karen followed Brittany out of the room.  As they passed through the living room, she yelled to all of the guys and told them to follow her.  They went out to the kitchen and to a door that was just opposite of the back door on the right side of the room.  Brittany led them down the stairs to another door that was on a combination lock system.  She punched in the buttons and opened the door.  They walked in and Brittany turned on the lights. 

 

Karen looked around a saw that it was a very well stocked dungeon.  It had everything that she was used to seeing in a dungeon and then some.  She started pointing to the things that were on the list that Aminda and Michelle had given her.  She told them to load them all in the trunk.  Karen then went around the dungeon and as she pulled things off of the shelves, she began to get more and more excited as she remembered the erotic highs she had experienced from similar devices.  She finally decided that she would just send everything but the branding cross back and told them to load everything on the truck.  She pulled Gregg aside and said, “I want you to have a couple of your guys take the truck down to the Warren estate and put all of this stuff in my cabin.  Aminda and Michelle are the only ones to know what is in the truck.  I don’t want Tom or Nancy to know.  Have them help Aminda and Michelle to set things up the way they want.  I’m doing this for them any way.”

 

Gregg answered, “I won’t even pretend to understand why you need all of this stuff but I promise we’ll get it down there as you asked.  Now why don’t you and Brittany go keep Sam company while we load up everything?  When we’re done, we’ll go to the safe house and get settled back in.”

 

Karen and Brittany went back upstairs and watched TV while the contents of the dungeon were loaded up on the trunk.  Karen was thinking and said, “Brittany, just in case someone from the organization is watching the place, I’m sure that they would question why you are moving the items from your dungeon.  Have you thought about what you’ll tell them?”

 

Brittany’s face turned white as she responded, “My god, I never thought about that.  If I don’t have a good response, they’ll know that something is up.  I’m glad you mentioned it.  Have you got any ideas?”

 

Karen and Sam thought for a while when Sam suddenly blurted out, “It’s so simple.”

 

Brittany and Karen both said, “What’s so simple”.

 

Sam smiled and answered, “The cover for the FBI having so many people in and out of here is that you are remodeling.  So when you’re asked about the removal of your stuff from the dungeon, just tell them that you noticed some cracks in the foundation.  Because you were redecorating anyway, you decided to have the foundation fixed.  Because you didn’t want any questions to be raised about the kinds of activities that go on in the basement, you decided to move out the equipment to avoid suspicion from any of the workers.  With the current round up of Organization members, that would seem the prudent thing to do.”

 

Brittany was nodding her head in agreement.  She said, “You know, that just might work, no I know it will.  Thanks.”

 

It was a couple of minutes later that Karen’s cell rang.  As soon as she knew it was Bill she turned on the speaker portion for Brittany to listen.  She told Bill to go ahead and he said, “Hey Karen, It wasn’t easy, but I got the DA to agree.  When I told him what happened in LA and that you wouldn’t help any more if we didn’t agree to it he couldn’t agree fast enough.  You tell Brittany that things are being put into motion right now to put her in the witness protection program as soon as she fulfills her end of the bargain.  I hope this gets what you want Karen.  I’ll see you tomorrow.”

 

He hung up and Karen didn’t have to say a thing as Brittany looked at her with amazement in her eyes and said, “My god what can’t you do.  It seems as if you are the one that is in charge of everything.  I would have never believed that you had it in you.  I promise that I will do what you ask.  It’ll be dangerous but not near as dangerous as getting put in prison.  Thank you”

 

Karen answered, “Your welcome, but there’s a lot of ground to cover between now and then so just keep in mind that it will only happen if you fulfill your end of the bargain.  As for me being in charge of this investigation, since the big take down started, I’ve pretty much been calling the shots and they know that if I pack up and leave their investigation will take a lot longer and won’t be as successful.  With my knowledge of the organization, and as much as I hated them for taking Michelle away from me, I had no other choice to make.  I’ve had 14 years of freedom and just shy of 10 years of being in charge of a big department in a multi billion dollar company to become who I am now.  When I saw Michelle on TV after the first raid, it was the only thing that I could do.”

 

Brittany nodded her head in understanding.  They sat and watched TV until Gregg finally came in along with the FBI agents.  He told them they were ready to go so Karen and Sam got up and told Brittany good luck on the meeting the next day.  They then left and went back to the safe house.  Gregg got two of his most trusted employees and gave them the instructions that Karen had given him.  They took off in the truck immediately thereafter for LA. 

 

Gregg, Sam and Karen entered the house and finally sat down on the couch in the living room.  When they were finally alone, Sam asked, “What’s with you today Karen.  It seems as if you’ve been on a hair trigger all day.  I’ve never seen anyone orgasm like you did on the plane without any outside stimulation.”

 

Karen blushed in embarrassment.  She didn’t want to explain about the thoughts that had been running through her head and her dreams.  She didn’t fully understand it herself.  She said, “I guess everything is just getting to me.  I haven’t been on a hair trigger like that for ages.  It all started with an erotic dream initially but from there it just seemed to snowball like I had absolutely no control over my own body.  I’ve never felt like that before, was I that obvious?”

 

Sam snickered as she answered, “If it would have been any more obvious, you would have been naked in the aisles fucking every male on the plane.  I really don’t think you could have been any more obvious.  Every male on that plane was excited and wanted to fuck you.  All you had to do was say the word.”

 

Karen blushed an even deeper crimson at that revelation.  She knew she had cum a couple of times, but she didn’t know she had been that obvious about it.  She decided she would try to turn the tables on them and asked, “What did you guys do?  I noticed that you disappeared for a while.”

 

Now it was Sam’s turn to blush and Gregg responded, “She got so hot she just had to join the mile high club”.

 

“Mile high club?” Karen asked.

 

Gregg responded, “Yeah, she pulled me to the bathroom and virtually raped me in there.  I didn’t think you could fit two people into one of those airplane bathrooms.  But she proved that you can.  I must say that it was a very enjoyable flight.”

 

Sam turned and slapped Gregg playfully in the arm.  She turned back to Karen and said, “He sure didn’t put up any resistance when I suggested it.  As a matter of fact he came much faster than normal so he must have been excited.  Anyway, would you care to join us tonight and wear ourselves out before tomorrow?”

 

Karen thought about it for a moment and then answered, “No, it’s been a tiring day so I think I’ll just turn in and get some sleep.  Tomorrow is going to be a long day.”

 

They all went their separate ways to their rooms.  Karen threw herself on her back on her bed.  She lay there as all of the thoughts and impressions that had driven her to distraction came flooding back.  Just like they had on the plane, they caused her excitement to soar the more she thought of them.  The more she thought about submitting to Sarah like Aminda and Michelle were doing, the more excited she became.  She could actually visualize just about every thing she had ever experienced at the hands of Darrell but instead of him it was Sarah that was doing it.  The visions were potent enough that she had a couple of more good cums before she exhaustedly fell asleep.

 

The next day, a couple of hours before Brittany was to be picked up by the organization, Bill and Pete stopped by.  They brought a technical team with them that wired Brittany so they could hear what was going on.  Brittany was extremely nervous as she stood in her bra and let them tape the wireless microphone to her so they could monitor what was being said during the meeting.  She was worried that it would be detected and she would be tortured.

 

When they were done and she had put her blouse on, there was no tell tale sign that she was wearing a wire.  She spent several minutes looking in a full length mirror making sure she couldn’t see it.  She then spent the better part of an hour with Bill and Pete going over what they expected.  They gave her two different codes to use.  The first was ‘it’s time’ which was to be used in a sentence so it wasn’t obvious that it was a signal.  That would tell them to raid the meeting and arrest the members, while ‘back off’ used in a sentence would tell them to not raid the place.

 

Bill and Pete were finally satisfied that everything was set and left.  They told Brittany that they would be in the area of the meeting and would be monitoring the whole thing.

 

It was just over thirty minutes later that the car from the organization came by and picked up Brittany to take her to the meeting.  She was the only one in the car so it was a long lonely drive as she sat with her hands clasped and nervously twirled her thumbs around each other.  After about an hours drive they arrived at Joey’s Roadhouse.  The driver got out and opened the door for Brittany and said, “We’re here Mistress Brittany.  I’ll be here waiting for you when the meeting is over.”

 

Brittany took a deep breath to steady her nerves and got out saying, “Keep close.  I need to get back as soon as the meeting is over and if I have to wait it’ll be a long time before you’ll be able to drive again, understand?”

 

The driver said, “Yes mistress.  I’ll be right here waiting for you.”

 

Brittany walked away and when she was out of ear shot whispered for those listening on the wire, “I’ve got to keep up my normal behavior.  If I hadn’t treated that slave like that he would have known something was up.  I’m going in, I hope this works.”

 

Brittany stepped up to the door of the roadhouse and entered.  She walked into a narrow hallway where a big burly black man was standing there.  As he opened the door he said, “Go to the door to the right of the bar.  There is someone there to take you to the meeting room.”

 

Brittany did as he said and when she entered the door there was another large white guy standing there. All he said was “follow me”.

 

The guy took her down the hallway to an office.  It appeared to be the main office to the restaurant.  As you entered the room, there was a desk directly opposite the door.  The wall behind the desk was nothing but book shelves.  There were couches on either side of the room and a couple of high back leather chairs in front of the desk.  The big white guy went up to the bookcase on the right and reached up to grab the book “Story of O”.  As soon as he pulled back on the book, the center bookcase swung out.

 

Brittany said to the guy, “How appropriate to make the “Story of O” to be the lever to open the secret door.”

 

Back in the FBI van they wrote down the information.  They passed it to all of the agents that were standing by for the word to go in. 

 

Back at the roadhouse, Brittany went down the stairs that were revealed behind the book case.  At the bottom of the stairs were two doors, one straight ahead and one to the right which was open.  Brittany went in the door on the right and joined the masters and mistresses that were already there.  Brittany immediately recognized her old friend Katrina that was one of the original four members of her gang back in private school.  She went up to her and hugged her saying, “Hey Kat.  It’s been too long.  You’re looking good though.”

 

Katrina answered back, “You too you slut.  I wish we were meeting under better circumstances.  I can’t believe that bitch doggyslut has managed to do so much damage.  I would have never guessed any slave could do something like this.  Every day we seem to loose more and more people.  The primary council is defunct.  They have all been arrested.  Several of our council members have too but we still have enough for a quorum.  Let me introduce you to the other members that are here.  We are still waiting for two more.  You know Scott Mc Bride, he has been designated as chairman of the council.  This is Ron Black and his wife Terri, you already know me.  The last two members are………just arriving.  I believe you met them once at doggyslut’s branding party.  They are Doug Alexander and his wife Cindy.”

 

Brittany went up to each of the people as they were introduced and gave each a hug.  As soon as Doug and Cindy were introduced to everyone they all took a seat around the table.  At each place was a large manila envelope that contained a list of 20 names, a picture of each person on the list and a complete history of each of them and their contributions to the organization.

 

Scott Mc Bride opened the meeting saying, “I wish we were all here under better circumstances but this is now the Primary council.  As you know, we would normally have nine members.  Unfortunately Brittany’s brother, Paul Young, and Sonny Pride were apprehended within the last week after we sent the message out to convene the council.  In front of you is a list of the people we have selected as possible candidates for the back up council.  In the next week, please review the information on each individual and then we will meet again at the diner dungeon for the voting session.  Remember that you need to select 9 names from the list for the backup council.  This council will become the hidden council.  We are not designating another backup council this time.  If they get through us and then the new backup council that was just moved from 2nd backup, we will be in no position at that point to continue.  The hidden council will consolidate all of the records they can and go into hiding for at least ten years to try and preserve the organization.  When you are reviewing the list, please designate the one that you feel is the best choice to be chairman.  Being that we are short two members, we will need to select two from the list to replace them as well.  I want to review and vote on them tonight so that we can meet next week with a full council if possible.  The rest we will vote on next week.  Now are there any questions about selecting the hidden council?”

 

There were no questions so Scott continued saying, “Let’s each review the candidates now and vote.  As opposed to the normal procedure where you vote the list and hand it to the slave scribe for notification without knowing who was selected, we’ll vote now and decide openly which ones we’ll add to our council.  Let’s use the next few minutes to look over the candidates and when you have decided on your two then leave just their stuff out and put the rest in the envelope.  There are refreshments in the dungeon as well as a little entertainment waiting.  My wife has our daughter Sandy and her daughter Mandy here for a little fun and games.  During this break we’ll just have a little sex show.  The real fun begins after the meeting is over.  Once we are all back in the dungeon then we’ll see if we have enough votes for any candidates and if not then each member will discuss why they selected their two choices and then we’ll vote again.  We’ll keep that up until we have enough votes for our two replacements.  The time is yours now. I’ve already selected my two so I’ll see you in the dungeon when you’re ready.” 

 

Scott left the room, leaving the rest to review the list of names.  It was about 45 minutes before the last of them made it to the dungeon.  There they found Scott Mc Bride on a bed seriously fucking his granddaughter Mandy in the ass while his daughter Sandy was on her back and in a position where she was chewing and sucking on her daughter’s cunt.  Anne Mc Bride was in front of them on her knees, holding Mandy’s head into her cunt as tight as she could.  It was obvious to those watching that she was in ecstasy and that she was being eaten out by Mandy. 

 

Anne was the first to cum and after she did she fell back on the bed to catch her breath.  As she fell away from Mandy it became obvious that Mandy wasn’t enjoying the session at all.  She began screaming, “It hurts, It hurts…… please take it out.  I can’t take it, it hurts bad.”

 

Scott began to spank her on her ass cheeks as hard as he could with each inward thrust.  This really got Mandy to scream and cry.  This went on for a couple of more minutes when Scott yelled out “I’m cumming you little whore.  Take my cum in that tight little ass.”

 

Scott slammed in one last time and yelled out his orgasm.  He held like that for a few minutes relishing the moment and the feel of his granddaughter’s once virgin ass.  When he finally pulled out, his cock was covered with shit and blood.  He reached down and grabbed Sandy by the hair and pulled her head up and ordered, “Clean your daughter’s shit off of my cock.  That’s all your good for anyway you stupid cunt.  From now on she will be the one having all of the fun and you get to be the one to help and clean up afterwards.”

 

Sandy opened her mouth and took his entire cock into her mouth and sucked on it like there was no tomorrow.  She had lived through years of torture and abuse like this.  She had absolutely no will to resist anymore.  Her eyes just stared ahead vacantly as she did as she was ordered.  As she was tending to her father’s filthy cock, he was telling the group, “Today is Mandy’s 13th birthday.  We decided that she would have the privilege of taking care of the council after the meeting.  I just took her anal virginity.  After the meeting we will have a drawing to see who gets to break her cherry.  It looks like we are all done so let’s head back and see if we need to go to round two.”

 

Back in the FBI van, Karen was there with Bill and Pete listening to what was going on.  As soon as she heard that her best friend Sandy and her daughter were there, she started begging, “Bill, that’s my best friend in there.  You can’t let them fuck her daughter too.  We have to move in and save them.”

 

Bill told Karen, “This meeting is too important.  I promise that we will move in when the time is right and not until.  We aren’t moving in until we receive the go signal from Brittany, to do otherwise would jeopardize the investigation.”

 

Karen didn’t like the answer but she understood it.  She wanted desperately to go in and rescue her best friend.  She hated having to sit and listen to her continued abuse.

 

In the dungeon, Scott finally got down off of the mattress and zipped up his pants as he headed toward the door.  Without saying a word he walked out the door and to the meeting room.  The rest of the members followed him in.  They took the next few minutes tabulating the votes and they were lucky that they had enough votes for two new members on the first go around. 

 

Scott announced, “We got lucky on the first time around.  I’ll have the two notified to be at the next meeting.  Now normally we have a member of the council that is the head huntsman to conduct the hunt of slaves that have termination orders and to coordinate the hunt of escaped and captured slaves.  Do we have any members of the council that feel they are qualified for the position and willing to do what it takes?”

 

Brittany looked around the table as all of the members were shaking their head no.  Brittany breathed a sigh of relief that it was going to be easier than she had feared. She spoke up and said, “I think you are all familiar with my contributions to the organization and as Clearview Disciplinary Mistress.  I am more than fully qualified to take over the job, even though the position is normally given to a master, under the circumstances I think a waiving of normal procedure would be in order.  So unless any of you really want the position, I’ll take it.  It’s the least I can do for my brother Paul.”

 

Scott announced, “Does anyone have any objections to waiving the rules for Brittany to take over the huntsman position?”

 

There were no objections so they put it to a vote.  The vote was unanimous.  Brittany was now the official organization huntsman.  She asked, “Are there any more issues to come before the council Scott?  I do have something I want to bring up but only at the end after everything is finished.”

 

Scott handed Brittany a small packet, stood up and said, “We’ve taken care of the two items I had on the agenda right now.  That packet has the current name and password to access the hunt website.  When you first go on it’ll look like any typical hunting website.  Once you enter the name and password, it will allow you to change the name and password and then ask for a code.  The code is in the packet.  Make sure you destroy it once you memorize it.  I can’t tell you how serious it would be to compromise that code.  Now is there any more business for the council to discuss?”

 

Katrina was the only one to speak up.  She asked, “With the constant round up of organization members, I think it would be prudent to have a sanctuary site that we could go to in case we suspect the FBI may be after us.  I for one am worried that they’ll raid my house at any minute and I’m sure most of you are the same way.  Can we do something like that and let all three councils know or have each council choose a sanctuary site for them?  It would sure make me feel a lot more comfortable.”

 

Scott put it up for a vote and the vote was unanimous.  After the vote he said, “I’ll do a little research and send out a message in a day or so to let you know the sanctuary site.  I will also send a message to each of the other councils that they should select a place for them as well.  Now I’ll turn the floor over to Brittany for the last business of the day.  When she is done, we’ll draw for Mandy’s cherry.”

 

Brittany stood up and said, “I hate to bring this up but with as many of our members that have been picked up, there are a lot of slaves that are now in custody.  They are being sent to places all over the country.  Don’t you all think ‘IT’S TIME’ that we activate all of the hunt teams in all 50 states and give them shoot to kill orders for any of the freed slaves, instead of just one team at a time?  With as many freed slaves as are being sent all over the country, I think it is the only way to go.”

 

Back at the van, Bill heard the emphasis on the signal for the raid to begin.  He immediately picked up the radio and gave the order.  Once he did he turned to Karen and asked, “Do you want to go in after and comfort your friend?”

 

Karen immediately agreed saying, “Just try and keep me from it.  She’ll be coming to stay with me.  I won’t let her or her daughter be sent any where else.”

 

Bill gave the order for the van to move up to the roadhouse behind the raiding agents. 

 

In the council chambers there was a bit of discussion as to the reasons for the need to do a full activation of all hunt teams.  The council finally voted unanimously that the reasons given were suitable for the full call up.  It was just at the end of the vote that all hell broke loose.

 

As soon as the vote was taken, the big white slave that had been at the entrance to the back room came running into the chambers yelling, “The FBI is raiding the place.  You must leave now or you’ll be captured.”

 

All of the council members began cursing as they quickly got up.  Scott yelled, “Get your packets and follow me.”

 

Scott grabbed his own packet and went to a door in the far right corner of the room.  He opened it and yelled as he grabbed a tape of the proceedings from a machine just inside the door, “If you don’t hurry, you’re going to be caught.”

 

He pocketed the tape without anyone seeing that he had taken it and ran down the hall.  They hadn’t gone down the tunnel more than a hundred feet when a red light started blinking and a siren went off.  He yelled, “They found the escape entrance.  We’ll have to use the alternate route.  I hope you aren’t afraid of heights.”

 

They ran up the tunnel about another hundred feet and took a side tunnel.  They ran another quarter of a mile and came to a large room that had 12 packs hanging on the wall.  Scott grabbed one and put it on.  He began giving instructions saying, “Put a parachute on and then seal your envelopes in one of those plastic bags.  There is a tunnel that you are going to slide down over here.  As soon as you are free of the tunnel, pull this D ring here and your chute will open.  Don’t hesitate as you only have about 400 feet to the bottom.  We damned the river at the bottom so that you’ll land in slow moving water.  Once you land, take the parachutes off and swim to the far shore.  You will find a pack with your name that has a set of dry clothes and all of the gear you need to find your way out of the woods.  You are all on your own once you slide down the tunnel.  Good luck and remember next Monday at the Diner Dungeon.”

 

Scott got into the tunnel and folded his arms.  He slid down and out of sight.  Katrina was next followed by all of the rest of the council.  Brittany stayed a few long seconds to be sure that the last council member was far enough away and then said, “See you at the house as soon as I can, I’m leaving the huntsman packet at the escape tunnel.  There are instructions on how to use it.  They approved for full activation of the hunt teams so you should be able to track them.  Sorry, but I’ve got to go or I will raise suspicion.”  She then got in the tunnel and slid down.

 

It seemed like it took forever, but was only a few seconds before Brittany found herself in the open air falling.  She screamed in terror as she pulled the ring on the parachute.  It opened and she felt it pull her up.  It wasn’t more than a few moments later that she hit the water.  She struggled for a minute as the chute became water logged and began to drag her down.  She panicked for a few seconds as it pulled her under until she remembered to undo the chute pack.  She hit the two quick release buckles and kicked for the surface.  She took a deep breath of air and swam to the far shore as instructed.  When she got to shore she laid there for a few minutes to get her breath.  While she was holding onto the bank she unbuttoned her blouse and pulled the no longer functioning wire and dropped it in the water.  She then buttoned up her blouse and got up to search for the pack. 

 

By the time she found it there was only one other council member, her old friend Kat, there.  She said, “I thought you weren’t going to make it.  When I saw the chute pull you under I thought you were a goner.  Scott said that we should head south until we get to a road.  He said that there is a garage down the road about a mile that has a motorcycle for each of us to get back home.  It shouldn’t take us more than a half hour to get there.”

 

The two of them walked together through the woods in the direction they had been given. As they were walking Kat said, “I drove by your place yesterday to visit but I saw that there were a lot of workers loading up your dungeon equipment.  I didn’t want to bother you in the middle of something like that so I didn’t stop.  What was going on?”

 

Brittany was sure glad that they had discussed this yesterday when they moved the stuff out.  She immediately responded, “I’ve been having some redecorating done and in the process the general contractor found some cracks in the foundation.  He felt it was best that I remove the stuff down there because he had some employees that weren’t members of the organization.  I’ll be bringing it all back once their done fixing the problem.  The guy said that this happens a lot with older homes like that one.  It’s been a blasted hassle, let me tell you.  I moved out a lot of furniture too so they wouldn’t get paint all over it.  I’m hoping things will be done in three to four weeks.  You know how slow remodeling can be sometimes.  So how have you been?  I haven’t seen you in ages.”

 

Kat responded back and updated Brittany on what she’d been doing in the last three years since the last time they had seen each other.  It took them about 45 minutes to get to the garage.  It took another half hour for them to be taught how to ride a motorcycle.  Finally they took off.  Brittany decided that she needed a bit of time to think about her situation and decided to find a cheap old hotel in the mountains to hole up for a day.  She knew in her heart that she really didn’t have any options, but she had to see if there was some way to extricate herself from her situation.

 

Back at the dungeon neither Anne, Sandy nor Mandy were warned that the FBI had raided the place.  When the agents burst in the room, Mandy had been locked into the stocks and Sandy had her head buried in her cunt.  Anne was spanking Sandy with a large oak paddle as hard as she could.  It was obvious that she had been going at it for a while because Sandy’s ass cheeks were a deep red color bordering on blue.  As soon as the agents burst into the room, they tackled Anne down to the ground and cuffed her.  As soon as her mother was cuffed, Sandy sat back on her heels crying hysterically from the pain.  She watched as Mandy was taken out of the stocks. 

 

Two of the agents took off their shirts and draped them over Sandy and Mandy to give them some modesty.  Both mother and daughter had been crying.  Mandy since her father/grandfather had raped her ass and Sandy because of what her mom and dad had done to her daughter.  They had promised her that they wouldn’t touch her as long as she obeyed and submitted to them.  They had lied to her and made her participate in her own daughter’s defilement and ass rape.  She was hurting physically and psychologically from the days events.

 

It was about twenty minutes later that Karen was allowed to go to the roadhouse.  She shivered in a mix of revulsion and excitement at the memories that were brought to the forefront as she entered the building.  She was led straight down to the dungeon and as she walked into the dungeon she stopped and began crying at the sight of her best friend’s state and that of her daughter.  She ran to Sandy and got down on her knees next to her and hugged her saying, “Sandy, it’s all over now.  You and your daughter are going to come with me and we’ll take you away from all of this.  I’m here for you now.  I’ll be here for you and your daughter for as long as you need and want me.”

 

Karen stood up and reached down with one hand and pulled Sandy up and then did the same with Mandy.  Sandy stared into Karen’s eyes with that vacant look of resignation.  Karen put both of her hands on Sandy’s shoulders and stared into her eyes as she lowered her forehead against her best friend’s like they always did as kids.  She said looking directly in her eyes, “I know it’s hard to believe after so many years, but you’re free now.  I came back for you and I want you to come with me.  Will you do that?”

 

Sandy for the first time began to get a flicker of life in her eyes as recognition of who was standing in front of her dawned on her.  She whispered through her sobbing, “Is it really you Karen.  ‘Sob…sob…sob’ I thought you were dead.  ‘Sob…sob…sob’ Am I really free now?  ‘Sob…sob…sob’ Is Mandy safe?  ‘Sob…sob…sob’”

 

Karen draped both of her arms over Sandy’s shoulders and took her into a hug and said, “I promise you that both of you are as safe as we can make you.  I have a very good security team that will also protect you from the organization.  Now come with me.  It’s time to get you away from here.”

 

Karen hugged her a little bit longer and then let go.  She grabbed both Sandy’s and Mandy’s hands and led them up out of the dungeon and up the stairs.  She left the road house and went to the headquarters van and met up with Bill.  She asked, “Bill, could you have us taken back to my safe house.  I don’t think there is any permanent damage on either one but if there is I’ll let you know what hospital we take them too.  I think that all they need is time.”

 

A few minutes later, Karen, Sandy and Mandy were being driven home along with Gregg’s security team.  Mandy hugged her mother in a death grip as she cried from her anal rape by her father/grandfather and subsequent spanking and forced lesbianism with her mother by her grandmother.  Sandy wasn’t in much better condition than her daughter having been forced by her parents to participate in the rape.  She hugged her daughter back and begged forgiveness for what she had done. 

 

After about a half hour of riding in the dark, Karen quietly said, “Sandy… Mandy… Why don’t you scoot forward on the seat for a minute?”

 

Sandy unfastened their seatbelts and scooted forward on the seat as Karen requested.  Karen turned around sidewise on the seat and put her leg along the back of the seat.  She leaned forward and wrapped her arms around Sandy and as she sat back against the side of the car she pulled Sandy along with her.  Sandy quickly caught on and did the same with Mandy.  When they were finally in position, Karen held Sandy and whispered soothingly and lovingly to Sandy to comfort her as Sandy did the same for Mandy. 

 

Finally when they were about ten miles from the safe house, Mandy had quit sobbing and had fallen into a restless sleep.  Sandy took that opportunity to look around at Karen and asked, “Is it true?  Are we free?  What about the hunt teams?”

 

Karen recognized the hope mixed with fear in Sandy’s eyes and in her tone of voice.  She remembered how she felt when she escaped with Darren and Jack and how she too had experienced that mix of hope and fear, not daring to believe she was truly free and she had only been a slave for three years not her entire life as Sandy had been.  Karen lifted a hand to Sandy’s hair and stroked it as she quietly said, “Yes, you are free.  We will never be free of the danger, but we will be able to live a somewhat free life once the organization is decimated.  I promise that you can come to join me and my friends for as long as you like.  I won’t ever let them hurt you again if I can help it.  Now we’re almost at the safe house and when we get there I want you and Mandy to join me in my room.  I don’t want you by yourself right now.  You both need a lot of support and I wouldn’t be able to sleep if I knew you were suffering in a room by yourselves.  When we get there, we will both help Mandy to the shower and wash her and you up and then we’ll go to bed.  We’ll talk in the morning about what your next steps will be. Okay?”

 

Sandy shook her head in agreement and quietly whispered “Okay” as the car pulled up to the safe house.  Karen waited until Sam opened the door on Mandy’s side of the car and Gregg opened hers to get out.  She quickly went around and helped pull Mandy up out of the car.  She and Sam helped support Mandy between them as they walked to the house as Gregg and Frank helped Sandy.  They led them into the house and led them into the shower as Karen requested.  Karen quickly dismissed the men and asked Sam to help her clean the mother and daughter up and get them in bed.  About fifteen minutes later, they had the two women in the bed.  Mandy was on the left side of the bed with her mother spooned against her with her arm draped over her.  Karen was spooned against Sandy’s back with her arm draped around her best friend’s stomach. 

 

It was now about three in the morning and they lay there restlessly for a long time with the exception of Mandy who fell almost immediately into an exhausted sleep.  Sandy had not slept in a real bed since her parents had started turning her into a sex slave when she was 13.  The only time she was allowed on a bed was when either her parents or someone they had over wanted to fuck her.  She was always sent back to her kennel at the foot of her parent’s bed when they were done.  When she had Sandy, they made her old room the baby’s nursery.  It was just yesterday when she woke up and was let out of the kennel that she realized the significance of the day.  There next to her kennel was another just like it with a ribbon and a sign that said “Happy 13th Birthday Mandy”.

 

Sandy remembered that she was whipped unmercifully for an hour immediately after she woke up and was given specific instructions as to what she was going to do.  When the whipping finally stopped she was released to accomplish her tasks and she went sobbing into Mandy’s room and woke her up, still naked with whip marks covering her entire body. 

 

When Mandy woke up that morning she was shocked at her mom’s nakedness and even more shocked at the whip marks all over her body.  Sandy quickly took her to the bathroom and took her daughter to the shower where she scrubbed her clean.  Mandy protested, saying that she was old enough to do it herself but Sandy had been given her orders.  Finally Mandy got so angry that she pushed her mother away and yelled “LEAVE ME ALONE MOTHER”. 

 

Sandy fell to her knees on the floor and sobbed in misery in front of her daughter.  Mandy was shocked at her mother’s reaction as much as she was at her trying to bathe her.  She calmed down and asked, “What is it mother?  What’s wrong?  Why are you doing this?”

 

It took Sandy almost ten minutes before she quit crying enough to explain, “I have no choice.  I have to get you ready for a party tonight.  If I don’t do it personally and ensure everything is done right then I’ll be punished twice as bad as I was this morning.”

 

Mandy was confused and asked, “What party and who punished you?”

 

Sandy answered, “Your Grandma and Grandpa have a little party planned and they ordered me to make sure you were cleaned up properly both inside and out.  Then I’m to dress you up in the outfit they provided.  Your Grandpa is the one that whipped me like this and he will whip me a lot worse if you don’t let me help you.  Then he’ll whip you too.  Please don’t fight me on this.  I can’t stand to be punished any more.  Please.”

 

Mandy got down and put her arms around her mother and hugged her.  She said, “Okay mom.  I don’t want you to be punished anymore.  I don’t understand it but I’ll let you clean me up as they said.  I’m sorry I yelled at you.”

 

Sandy sniffed a couple of times and they both stood up.  Sandy finished washing Mandy off and then she douched her and gave her an enema.  When she was finally done cleaning her daughter, she turned off the water and toweled her dry.  She led her to her parent’s room where they had left out matching outfits for the two.  The two kennels were no where to be found as they had been moved out of sight for the moment.  Sandy was glad that she didn’t have to explain that to her daughter at the moment.  The outfits her parents had left for them consisted of a sheer white blouse, a very short red plaid mini skirt, white bobby socks and a pair of high heel shoes with five inch heels for Sandy and three inch heels for Mandy. 

 

Sandy dressed Mandy first and then she dressed herself.  That’s when she led Mandy to the full length mirror on the back of the door.  Mandy blushed as she saw that nothing hid her small 13 year old tits.  She exclaimed, “I can’t go out like this mom.  It’s not decent.  I look like a whore!”

 

Sandy sighed and answered, “We don’t have a choice dear.  This is what Grandma and Grandpa want us to wear or I’ll be punished again.  Please don’t fight this.  I had to go through the same thing when I was your age.  I know what you’re feeling.  I’ll try to help you as much as I can.”

 

Mandy sighed and said, “I don’t like it mom but I won’t cause them to hurt you any more.  I don’t understand it but I’ll go along with it.”

 

Sandy breathed a sigh of relief and took Mandy’s hand and dragged her down to the kitchen where she had Mandy sit down at the kitchen table.  She then began to fix up Mandy’s hair into a nice Farrah Fawcett style hair cut.  She then applied just enough makeup to enhance her most beautiful features.  She ended with polishing her fingernails and toe nails.  When she was done, she fixed her daughters favorite meal for her.  By the time Sandy finished everything it was mid afternoon. 

 

They were just finishing up the dishes when the front door opened and Scott Mc Bride came in.  As soon as he saw that Sandy and Mandy were ready he ordered, “Get in the car you sluts”.

 

Sandy shuddered in her bed as she remembered the events at the roadhouse.  She cried silently in heaving desperate sobs and Karen held her and comforted her.  Karen didn’t know what Sandy was remembering but she knew she needed comforting.  Karen hugged her tighter and whispered in her ear, “Its okay now.  They aren’t going to hurt you or Mandy any more.  I’m here for you.”

 

Sandy finally fell asleep around 3 am in the morning.  Her sleep was light and restless but at least it was sleep.  Karen sighed in relief that her friend had finally gone to sleep.  She knew the agony that Sandy was feeling in her soul.  All she could do was try and help her to endure through the worst of it. 

 

………………

 

Back at the hospital in LA, right after Karen left, the nurse came into Sarah’s room while Tom and Nancy were there.  She told them, “I need you to leave for a while so I can do the therapy the doctor ordered.  It should only take about 30 minutes.”

 

Tom was the first to speak up and said, “You need to understand that no one is going to be left alone with Sarah.  The guard at least will be in the room and nothing that the doctor ordered will be done until you explain it in detail and get approval.  I’m sorry but there are too many people that want to do her and our new daughter and her friend harm.  I would really prefer that you teach Aminda and Michelle what needs to be done because they will be doing it once we get her home.  So can you do that?”

 

The nurse argued, “I’m sorry but those girls are just too young and irresponsible to trust something as important as this with.  I’ll allow the guard and explain things to him but I don’t want any immature teeny boppers hanging around getting in the way.”

 

Tom exploded saying, “Nurse, you will leave this room this instant and send in someone else more reasonable.  Those two so called teeny boppers have experienced more in their short lives than you will most likely experience in a hundred lifetimes.  They will be taught what to do and I guarantee you that Sarah will be given her therapy without fail.  Those girls would do anything to help Sarah so go get me someone else and send in the chief medical officer of the hospital.  I have a few choice words to say to him too.  If I even see you in this room again, you won’t work in a hospital again, let alone this one.”

 

The nurse was afraid for her job and answered on the verge of tears, “I…I…I guess I’ll allow the girls to watch and I’ll teach them what to do.  I understand about the security arrangements.  Everything was explained to us right after Sarah was brought to us.  Why don’t you go get the girls and I’ll talk the guard through what I’m going to be doing.”

 

Tom responded, “I’ll allow it this time but I don’t want you in Sarah’s room again and I still want to talk to the CMO.” 

 

He and Nancy left the room, sending the guard in to clear the therapy and check things out.  As they got to the waiting room, they saw Aminda and Michelle talking quietly like they were planning something.  Nancy went up to them and said, “We just told the nurse that you are to be taught how to do the physical therapy for Sarah.  She is getting ready to start so go on down to the room.  We’ll wait out here for you to finish.  Don’t let her bully you around.  We want you to learn hands on.  We told her as much but we’re not sure she was really listening.  You come and get one of us if she even begins to act like she won’t teach you everything.”

 

Both Aminda and Michelle got up and hugged both Nancy and Tom saying, “Thank you” and then walked down to the room holding hands with each other.  They entered the room and listened as the nurse explained everything to the guard.  After he approved of the therapy the nurse called them over and began to show them how to manipulate Sarah’s arms and legs to stimulate the muscles.  She had been so scared of loosing her job that she didn’t hesitate to go above and beyond what would be normally required.  She quickly answered every question and demonstrated each technique followed by guiding each girl through the actual methods to use.  When they were done with that session, the nurse gave them the schedule for when the therapy was to be done.  Each girl promised that they would make sure that the therapy was done each and every time.  When all was said and done the nurse was in fact impressed by the professional manner that Aminda and Michelle had demonstrated in learning and doing the therapy. 

 

When the therapy was over the nurse went with the girls back to the waiting room and looking down at the floor because she couldn’t look into either Tom or Nancy’s eyes, she apologized saying, “I’m so sorry for my prejudiced statements earlier about your girls.  They were the most professional and well mannered teenagers I’ve ever seen.  I am sure they will do the therapy perfectly for Sarah and I could tell that they will do it with love.  I wish my own daughters were half as responsible as Aminda and Michelle are being about this.”

 

Nancy answered, “That’s okay, no harm done.  Please make sure we never have to go through something like this again.  These two girls are going to be the key to getting Sarah back on her feet so we want them to know every little thing that needs to be done.  Make sure the rest of the staff knows.”

 

The nurse agreed and asked, “Do you still want me to get the Chief Medical Officer”.

 

Tom said, “Yes I do.  Please go get him and make sure you are here with him when he comes.”

 

The nurse left with a worried look on her face and got the CMO and about 40 minutes later they both came up to Tom and Nancy who were sitting with Sarah in her room.  When Tom saw who it was he got up and went into the hallway with the CMO and the nurse.  He said, “Doctor, I want to compliment you on the professional staff you have here.  Nurse Brauer here is doing a wonderful job.  I want her to be the dedicated nurse for Sarah.  She will choose the nurse that will fill in when she can’t.  I expect that they will both receive a commiserate raise in their salary based on their new responsibilities.  Here is a donation for the hospital to get whatever equipment that the hospital feels it needs and to help cover the costs of the two nurses increased salaries.  If I remain happy with the efforts the hospital is making in helping Sarah get back to normal, I will make another donation that is twice that when she is up and walking again.”

 

The doctor took the check that Tom was holding out to him and saw that it was written for 3 million dollars.  He looked at tom and said, “You can’t be serious?”

 

Tom smiled and said, “You just go cash that and you’ll see how serious I am.  I promise you that it is good.  Now do I get my dedicated nurse or not?”

 

The doctor asked Tom to give him a minute to make a couple of phone calls and talk to the nurse.  Tom went back into Sarah’s room.  About ten minutes later the nurse came back in the room with a happy but guilty look on her face.  This time she looked at Tom and Nancy both and said, “Thank you for not only not having me fired but a pay raise as well.  I could have sworn that you were going to have me fired for the way I behaved earlier.  Why me?”

 

Tom smiled, “It takes a strong person to realize that they have made a mistake and not only apologize for it but to go above and beyond what was asked for.  If we had you canned and had another nurse come in, we would most likely go through the same thing with the possibility that the next nurse won’t do what you did.  You have proven yourself to us that you do care about doing what’s right for Sarah and that is the most important thing to us.  So we want you to find someone just like you who will do what’s best for Sarah and not argue with us about it.  Whoever you choose needs to be vetted by our security team so make sure she comes to see one of them a day before she comes on duty.  I promise you that if we like what you do for our daughter. You and the other nurse will receive a bonus that equals twice what your new salary is in a year.”

 

The nurse’s eyes almost bugged out as she covered her mouth with her hand and said, “That would mean I can send my daughters to the private school I want and get them out of the public school they’re in.  They hate it there and have been begging for me to let them go to another school but I just couldn’t afford it.”

 

Tom understood and then said, “Then on top of the bonus, we’ll give her a full scholarship to the school she wants to attend.  But I don’t ever want you or the other nurse to argue about anything with us again unless it is whether the medical procedures that are being recommended are best for Sarah or not.  Do we have a deal?”

 

The nurse stepped up and hugged Tom on impulse then took a step back blushing saying, “I’m sorry.  Put I promise that everything I do will be in the best interest of Sarah and I’ll make sure that Aminda and Michelle are taught everything they need to know as well.  I don’t deserve a fraction of what you have just done for me after the way I behaved, so thank you from the bottom of my heart.”  She turned and hugged Nancy as well.

 

The nurse then said, “I have the other nurse in mind that will take the night shift.  I’ll call her and have her come in so she can meet you.  I can assure you that for the raise the CMO just gave me, she’ll be more than happy to take the position.”  The nurse turned and left the room.

 

Tom turned to Nancy and said, “Let’s let Aminda and Michelle come and sit with Sarah for awhile.  I think things will go more smoothly now.  We can go get something to eat and then come back and take them to the hotel.”

 

Tom and Nancy left Sarah who was still asleep and went down to the waiting room.  They offered to take Aminda and Michelle to dinner but they both wanted to stay with Sarah.  Tom told them they would bring them back something and that they should be back within a couple of hours.  Aminda and Michelle went down to Sarah’s room and went in. 

 

Sarah was wide awake as she said, “Are they gone finally.  I was wondering if they were ever going to leave.  I wanted to hear the story about your scar so I’ve been faking that I was asleep for almost an hour.  I was hoping they would go eat or something like that.  So sit down and tell me all about it Michelle.  Aminda, could you start the recorder there on the little food table?”

 

Aminda reached over and turned the digital recorder on and then ordered, “Michelle, I think I’ll tell this one.  What happened was because of what I asked for so I should be the one to tell her the story.”

 

………………………

 

During the first month of school, the new subs were all kept naked.  During that time, we were fair game for any teacher, master, mistress or Dom student.  We could be going from one class to the other and a Dom student could come up to us and order us to fuck them.  If they made us late for class then we got twice the spanking at the beginning and end of class as well as ten demerits each time.  All of the new subs were regularly late to class and the demerits added up pretty quickly. 

 

The three of us bitchpups though got the worst of it.  It seemed that they would coordinate their efforts so they could maximize their opportunity to fuck us and make us late.  There wasn’t a break between classes that we weren’t fucked until it was too late to get to class.  We were in constant misery from the continual beatings with the cane and whip.  As you can imagine, the constant torture resulted in us becoming closer and closer to one another. 

 

After the first month was over, the subs were allowed to wear their school uniform.  They were given black chocker bands to wear with their school uniform which if you’ll remember consisted of the opaque blouse, short plaid skirt, bobby socks and high heel shoes.   They actually looked cute in a sluttish sort of way in the outfits. The bitchpups were always made to stay naked however and we wore the same heavy leather dog collars the whole time.

 

This resulted in the three of us taking the full brunt of the forced fucking of the Dom students, masters, mistresses and teachers.  So while the rest of our class’s punishments began to lessen, ours stayed pretty much the same.  We were spanked at the beginning and end of every class.  Then in between classes while we would travel from one building to the other, we would be raped multiple times.  We never got a break from the constant rape and punishment.  That drove us even closer together. 

 

Because I was the leader of the class of subs, I had to work hard to get the class to do things the way the teachers, masters and mistresses wanted.  Our punishments were so severe that we worked tirelessly to get to the point where no one was committing any errors.  Because I had to spend so much time away from Lisa and Michelle they began to do little things to make my life easier.  As time went on they began to profess their love for me.  It seemed that each time one would do something or say something then the other would try and out do the other.  About halfway through the second month at school, they finally began to pester me to tell them which of them I loved the most.

 

I have to tell you that at that time I really didn’t love one more than the other.  I didn’t love them the same, but I couldn’t classify my love for Lisa as being stronger or better than my love for Michelle.  Well they were never satisfied with my answers so they began to ask me to let them prove their love to me.  Well one day I was having a rather bad day overall.  It seemed as if everything was lining up against me.  I think I earned about three times the punishment that day than compared to what I usually did.  On top of that I had to break up a fight between two roommates, which was terribly difficult to do.  I thought I had the problem solved and went back to my room to get some well deserved rest and let my evening whipping heal a bit. 

 

When I got back to the room, Lisa and Michelle began in on me again, asking how they could prove their love for me.  I was just starting to tell them I couldn’t do that when the two girls I had stopped from fighting came barging into our room and yelling and hollering at each other and trying to get me to come down on one side or the other.

 

While they were arguing, I was trying without success to get them to just shut up long enough for me to say something.  In the midst of all of the yelling and arguing, Lisa yelled “Tell us which of us you love more.  How can we prove ourselves to you?”

 

Between the two roommates arguing and just about tearing each others throat out, I was frustrated to no end.  I finally yelled for everyone to shut up.  Once it got quiet my anger took control and I told them, “You two idiots go back to your room and quit arguing.  If you keep it up one second longer, I’ll go get the discipline commandant.  You can then explain to them why you can’t get along.”

 

I then turned to Lisa and Michelle and in my anger and frustration I yelled at them and said, “And if you two want me to choose between you so bad, then so be it.  You guys figure a way to prove yourself to me and which ever one of you does the best job I will accept as my favorite.  Now leave me be.”  I then went over and lay down on my mat, curled up and went to sleep.

 

Over the next couple of weeks, nothing really changed other than Aminda and Michelle were leaving me alone.  I forgot completely about what I told them but they didn’t.  They were busy trying to figure out a way to win my love.  The problem for me was that I loved them both but they wouldn’t accept that as an answer.  One thing I did notice was that Lisa seemed to always be busy writing something during her all too brief periods of free time. 

 

Latter I found out that in the time since my challenge that night, Michelle was approached by a college freshmen Dom and his two slaves during the noon lunch hour.  He took her back to his dorm room where he and his two beautiful sex slaves triple fucked her.  Apparently while she was being fucked by the two slaves she noticed that one of them had a scar across her chest just under her tits in a beautiful script that spelled out a name.  When she asked about it, the girl with the name on her chest told Michelle that the other slave and her had been very good friends and didn’t want to be separated.  When their master had bought her friend she was despondent because she would be without her.  Her friend told her master about their relationship and about how they had been together as long as they could remember and that they wanted to stay together.  He told her that if her friend were to permanently mark herself with her name, she would be permanently linked with her but that the punishment would be severe.  Well they discussed it together and decided the suffering would be worth it.  They met one night and the girl that was already owned carved her name into her friend.  They didn’t say what the punishment was but after they were punished the master purchased her because he was required to or she would be terminated.  Their master then had a tattoo added to clean up the rough edges so that it would be pretty. 

 

That got Michelle to thinking and when she was walking back up to Science Hall for class afterward she spotted a broken beer bottle and picked up a long sharp knife like piece of glass.  She carried it in her hands as she went to join Lisa and me in her science class.  When she got to the class room she did what she normally did and put her books and supplies on her desk, including the piece of glass.  She then went up to the teacher’s desk.  Lisa and I joined her there when they arrived in the room.  They waited until the teacher came in and then the whole class said, “Good afternoon Miss Traci” in the manner she had directed at the beginning of the year.

 

The first ten minutes of class was spent paddling us bitchpups.  I was the last to get paddled and when I finally got back to my desk, I sat down and saw a nicely folded letter on it.  I opened it and immediately noticed that it was from Lisa.  It read.

 

      My dearest Aminda,

 

      They say that we are too young to know what true love really is.

      But i know as sure as i live that YOU are my ONE TRUE LOVE. YOU

      are the very air i breathe, the water that quenches my thirst,

      the food that nourishes my soul. If YOU asked me to blindly walk

      off a cliff or onto a bed of rusty nails, i'd do so just to see

      YOU smile.

 

      Romeo & Juliet; Antony & Cleopatra; Tristan & Isolde: These were

      nothing but child like affections compared to my love for YOU, my

      AMINDA.  i want YOU to know that even if YOU decided to never speak

      to me again, i would be content to see YOU happy. my only reason

      for living is to see YOU smile.

 

      YOU are my Greatest Joy and my only reason for opening my eyes

      in the morning. YOUR voice is like the tinkling of angel’s feet.

      YOUR hair looks like Rumplestiltskin's spun gold. YOU’RE beautiful

      brown eyes are deeper than the oceans and i just want to fall

      into them and loose myself as my soul submits to YOURS. When i

      touch YOUR lovely breasts with my undeserving hand, my soul is

      lifted to the heavens and beyond.  And when i drink of YOUR

      nectar it is like drinking the ambrosia of the gods.

 

      At times in my sad, miserable existence i have thought that

      there was no meaning to life. But i know that the meaning of my

      life is to serve and to worship YOU, my AMINDA.  When i am in

      pain after the evil ones do things to us YOU comfort me even

      though YOU are hurting as well. When i see you selflessly helping

      others, it makes me realize how much i love YOU and wish i had

      but a tenth of the strength YOU have. It is that strength that

      helps me to survive. 

 

      Things are going to keep getting worse for us and there’s nothing

      we can do.  It makes me afraid of what’s going to happen to us.

      All YOU and i can do is take care of each other and Michelle.  If

      it were not for YOU, my AMINDA, life would not be worth living and

      i would most likely be dead by now. i would have given up and killed    myself ages ago to escape this miserable life.  It is only YOUR

      selfless giving and YOUR strength of will that allows me to maintain my       tenuous hold on life as we live through this hell on earth.

 

      YOU’RE my very best friend and I trust YOU more than anyone in the

      world. YOU have been my rock, my salvation, my inspiration to keep

      going.  The things i am made to do by cruel masters are transformed

      into wonderful, affectionate, tender moments when i am made to do

      them for you. It would be my only purpose of being to have YOU tell

      me to do those things for YOU and instead of hating them I would love

      them because it was YOU that wanted me to do them.

 

      AMINDA my LOVE, i devote every ounce of my being to SERVE YOU in any way      YOUR heart desires.  my heart, my body, my very soul are YOURS to do with    as YOU please.  I give them all to YOU.  YOU are my GODDESS and i am YOUR     slave.  YOU mean everything to me my MINDA.  Please say that we’ll always   be there for each other.

 

      Forever YOUR humble and willing slave,

 

      Lisa

 

I made a point of watching the teacher write chemical structures and reactions on the board while I read the letter bit by bit.  When I finished reading the letter, I had tears in my eyes.  It was obvious that Lisa loved me from what she wrote.  I found it hard to imagine how anyone could ever top that declaration of devotion that she gave me. 

 

I turned my attention back to Miss Traci and took notes.  I glanced over at Michelle and could see that she was doing something under her desk.  I couldn’t tell what she was doing but I could see her shaking as she did what ever it was.  I made it a point to keep an eye on the teacher and would through a paper wad at her if Miss Traci began to turn around so she wouldn’t get in trouble.

 

It took her most of the rest of class to finish whatever it was that she was doing.  Finally the homework assignment was put up on the board and with five minutes left of class, the bitchpups were called up for their post class spanking.  When we lined up at the desk and bent over waiting for our paddling, the class let out a loud collective gasp. 

 

…………………

 

Aminda stopped her narrative when she noticed that Sarah was nodding off.  She turned off the recorder and then got up on the bed and lied down next to her on her right side and put her arm over her.  She kissed her gently on the hair above her ear and whispered in her ear, “I love you Mistress Sarah.  I’ll always be here for you.”

 

Soon Aminda fell asleep as well.  Michelle wanted to lie down next to Aminda but there wasn’t any room on that side of the bed.  She finally sighed and did the next best thing and crawled up on the bed on the other side of Sarah and cuddled up to her side and went to sleep as well.

 

About an hour later, Tom and Nancy came in with dinner for the girls.  When they saw the girls asleep in the bed, they took the food to the nursing station and gave it to nurse Brauer.  Tom said, “Here Nurse Brauer, you can have this food we got for the girls.  They are all asleep in the room now.  Just for your information, the two girls are lying on either side of Sarah on the bed.  I don’t see that there is any reason to make them move.  Just let them sleep there and if you need to do anything with Sarah, just wake them up and have them move.  You will find they’ll be very cooperative.  Nancy and I are going to go to the hotel.  We’ll be back in the morning.  Have a good night.”

 

Nurse Brauer spoke up as Tom began to turn around and said, “Tina”.

 

Tom turned around with a confused look on his face and before he could say anything she said, “My name is Tina and the other nurse that will take the night shift is Geraldine Carter.  You can call me Tina and she goes by Geri.  Please call me that.  Nurse Brauer is just too formal for my tastes.  I’ll make sure the girls aren’t disturbed.  Oh and thank you for dinner.  I haven’t had time to go get anything to eat with all of the excitement this afternoon.  I spent most of my lunch hour on the phone trying to get the other nurse, who by the way will be here at midnight.  She had other commitments that she couldn’t get out of.  After that we’ll work 12 hour shifts, changing at 6 am and 6 pm.  I’ll take the day shift and she’ll do night.  I’ll see you tomorrow Mr. and Mrs. Warren.”

 

Tom smiled and answered, “Thank you Tina.  See you in the morning.”

 

 

 

 

This is the end of Chapter 50.

 

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