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©By: Arnold
Puttwyn – 2K7
Note: The characters in this story are entirely fictional. They were made up entirely in my own mind, any similarities between other people is co-incidental. (And my good luck)
Her first job out of high school at the ad agency was like a dream to Chloe Dawson. She applied to work in the mailroom, but Ms. Van Allen hired her to work as her daily assistant, at three times the pay. Chloe was thrilled that she could dress nicely, and not have to wear blue jeans. Today she wore a white silk top and light blue mini-skirt, with stockings and chunky white high-heeled platforms.
Her job was to get coffee or go to the store for Ms. Van Allen. At first Chloe was a little bit afraid of the owner of L.V.A. It stood for Lydia Van Allen, one of the most successful and secretive, people in the whole Atlanta area. Chloe thought of her as a grandmother she’d never known. Ms. Van Allen’s graying, blonde hair added to the appearance.
At 18 years old, Chloe was unsure of her good looks, and gorgeous figure. Her shoulder length blonde hair and bright green eyes, with a quick bright white smile making a small dimple in the center of each cheek caught Ms. Van Allen’s attention. She was 5 feet 3 inches tall and weighed only 112 pounds, but her slender chest held firm C-cup breasts, with pale pink nipples and areolas. Each areola puffed enticingly when she slipped off her brassiere. Chloe’s 33-21-34 very lean figure; was solid, and her soft skin pink and smooth.
“Chloe,” Ms. Van Allen asked blithely. “Would you like to come up to my house for a small patio party on Saturday?”
“Um, I guess,” Chloe was a bit uncertain how to answer. “What would I need to bring?” She stepped behind the desk to stand by Ms. Van Allen.
“Oh, nothing dear,” Ms. Van Allen laughed. “Just come by about noon for lunch.” She put her left arm around Chloe’s waist, and gave her a quick hug. “Ok, back to work, I need my coffee refilled,” she gave Chloe a little pat on the back of her light blue mini-skirt.
“I wouldn’t do that..” Mrs. Loreto said in a loud whisper from her receptionists’ desk as Chloe came out of the office. Margaret looked around quickly to see if anyone else heard her warning, but Chloe dismissed it. Everyone around here was just so jealous. She had done well here in 2 weeks and people were resentful. Besides she didn’t mind if Ms. Van Allen patted her on the bottom occasionally.
She opened the door to go out for Ms. Van Allen’s coffee and met Kendra Moore, one of Ms. Van Allen’s friends in the doorway. Kendra was Asian with her long black hair pulled severely back and tied in a thick ponytail with a red ribbon at each end. Kendra was 42 years old and very slender and even with her black leather spike heeled boots only 5’6”. She regularly wore tight black pants and a black silk shirt. The long sleeves left only her hands with bright red claw like nails uncovered.
Usually she simply over looked Chloe, but today she seemed so nice that Chloe was surprised.
“Are you getting coffee?” she nodded toward Ms. Van Allen’s big green cup. “Get me a cup too?” she said without waiting for Chloe to answer.
“W-w-what would you like in it, Miss Kendra.
“That’s what I like about you,” she gently stroked Chloe’s left cheek. “You’re so polite, and nice. The same as Lydia’s.” She turned to Mrs. Loreto, “I need a word with you Margaret.” Chloe heard the door lock click as she hurried to the elevator.
When she returned with the coffee on a little teacart, Mrs. Loreto was not at her desk, and Sandra another friend of Ms. Van Allen’s sat in the chair. Sandra was quite tall and very fit. Her sleeveless top showed heavily muscled body-builder biceps and forearms. Chloe thought she looked too manly.
“Hi, where’s Margaret?” she asked Sandra.
Oh, she had to go home,” Sandra replied quietly. “Her stomach was bothering her. Go right in,” she nodded to the door.
Chloe pushed the little teacart with the cups of coffee through the door. Ms. Van Allen smiled as Chloe came in. Kendra’s smile looked more like a grimace. She really didn’t smile well.
“Thank you, dear,” Ms. Van Allen said as Chloe set the fresh hot coffee on the desk, in exactly the spot Ms. Van Allen wanted it. She turned to Kendra, to serve her coffee.
“We were just talking, Chloe,” Kendra said. Her tone was very syrupy and salacious. “Do you have any piercings?” Chloe smiled uncomfortably and nodded.
“Where?”
“I had my tongue done a long time ago,” Chloe tried to keep her mouth closed while she talked.
“Let’s see,” Kendra said. “Come on,” She chided. “All the kids are doing that.” Chloe opened her mouth and shyly put her pink tongue out, just enough to show off her tongue stud.
“That’s pretty,” Kendra said softly. “Any others?”
“Well, my belly button.” Chloe put her hand on the front of her shirt to hold it down.
“Show me that too,” Kendra ordered, but softly. Chloe slowly pulled her top out of the waistband of the skirt and lifted it above her navel to show off the tiny gold ring there. Kendra reached out and pulled Chloe’s top higher, uncovering Chloe’s entire belly.
“That’s nice,” She said appreciatively. Chloe stepped back and pulled her top down when she realized Kendra meant her body, not the ring.
“We’re about done here, dear,” Ms. Van Allen said. “You can go ahead and leave now. I’ll see you tomorrow, before lunch.” She raised her eyebrows in expectation, “Hhhmm?”
“What should I wear, Ms. Van Allen?” She was concerned about proper decorum for Ms. Van Allen.
“Oh, a nice, airy top and shorts, with sandals, would be fine dear,” she answered casually.
After they watched Chloe’s bottom as she left, Kendra sighed and smiled broadly.
“She’ll bring 25 to 28 thou. at the auction,” Kendra surmised.
“I’ll show her off at the auction, but I’ll only do a private sale,” Lydia replied. “That’s more like 40 thousand.” She leaned back in her large leather chair and slowly put her hands behind her head and laced her fingers. “That old French bag, Madame Ruluc would be interested,” Lydia knitted her brow thoughtfully, “What’s her first name?”
“Sandrine, I think,” Kendra replied. “It’s a pretty name like that.”
Lunch
“Hello,” Chloe called as she came through the gate. “Anyone here?” She looked around expecting to see a luncheon party. The only people in the beautifully manicured garden behind Ms. Van Allen’s huge home were Ms. Van Allen and Sandra. As she walked slowly into the garden Chloe saw another woman who looked almost exactly like Sandra. Both were wearing small bikini bottoms and cropped t-shirt tops. They both had thick muscular arms and legs and flat hard abs. Chloe chuckled softly to herself, “And no boobs.”
“Yes, we’re sisters Chloe,” Sandra laughed. “We are not twins though.” She looked toward Jennifer, “Jennifer’s much older than me…”
“Ohh! That’s so unfair,” Jennifer mocked. She smiled and turned away. Chloe could see the muscles of her lean butt, bared by the navy blue thong Jennifer wore. Sandra’s bottom covered her tanned muscular ass.
“You look nice today, Chloe,” Ms. Van Allen said. “Come over here a minute. I want a closer look.” She was pleased her 2 hours of preparation didn’t go unnoticed. She wore a white sleeveless top with tiny yellow and blue stripes, and very short mint green shorts. She also wore new high-heeled sandals, polished brown leather with hand carved wood platform soles. Chloe painted her toenails to match her fingers, and wore a tiny gold ring around the second toe of her left foot.
She approached Ms. Van Allen slowly, self-consciously. She barely noticed that Sandra and Jennifer stepped forward to stand on each side. Sandra grasped Chloe’s right arm, one hand on her wrist and the other just above her elbow. Chloe started to pull away and Jennifer took her other arm. They moved Chloe forward to stand with her feet on each side of Ms. Van Allen’s chaise lounge chair. She had to stand with her feet splayed apart to keep her balance. Ms. Van Allen reached up to grasp each of Chloe’s wrists and pulled her forward, to bend at the waist. She struggled and tried to pull back but the three were too much for her, and she tired quickly.
“No, no! Stop, please. Why are you doing this to me?” Chloe whined as Jennifer stepped behind and tore the new top right off. Sandra carefully unhooked Chloe’s pink and white lacy brassiere, she let it fall down Chloe’s arms. Jennifer unbuttoned the back buttons of Chloe’s shorts, and then used a pair of blunt ended scissors to cut the little bit of fabric on the left hip. She let the shorts fall down Chloe’s right leg.
“We’ll need these later,” Jennifer said as she ripped Chloe’s tiny pink and white panties off. She held them up in front of Sandra, “You were right, they do match.”
“I told you,” Sandra answered. “She’s real sweet.”
“Keep her right there,” Kendra said as she came out of the house. She wore white surgical gloves and had a small black leather valise in her left hand. She quickly put the valise down and took out a tube of clear lubricant. She applied a large glob to the index and middle finger of her right hand.
“Try to relax dear,” Her voice was surprisingly mellow and soft. She pressed her fingers into Chloe’s anus. Chloe responded with a second bout of thrashing and jerking to try to escape.
“Sshhh,” Sandra leaned close and gently patted Chloe’s cheek. She gently kissed Chloe’s right temple and softly nuzzled Chloe’s blonde hair. “Come on now,” she cooed softly. “Relax your butt a little.”
“Ooh god no, no, no.” Chloe moaned. “Don’t do this to me.” She did reduce her pulling a little though. Kendra’s fingers slipping in and out of her tight pink anus were having an unexpected effect, Chloe was getting aroused. She stopped pulling and arched her back to try to open up more.
“Look at this,” Kendra said. “Don’t see that very often.” She took a large pale pink, flesh colored butt plug from her valise, and carefully lubed the end. She turned back to Chloe’s anus with her fingers. She pulled her fingers back and slowly pressed the sloped cone of the plug into Chloe’s little pink muscle.
The butt plug was shaped so that once the tip started in; Chloe couldn’t stop it by squeezing. Kendra pushed the device into Chloe’s anus, it spread the little pink circle open until the wide portion passed through to hold it in Chloe’s bottom. Kendra pressed a little button on the edge and it began to vibrate gently.
“Oooohh,” Chloe moaned softly. “Please take it out. I’ve never let anyone do that.” She stiffened when Kendra laid the opened binder on her back. Jennifer and Sandra her arms behind her back and Kendra zipped it over Chloe’s forearms. With her arms folded and secured behind her back Chloe was quite helpless. They pulled her back from Ms. Van Allen’s lounge chair and forced her to the open lawn area near the side of the pool. The vibrating butt plug changed to pulsations and then to shaking. The tool made Chloe so aroused even walking was hard work.
Jennifer forced Chloe to lie on her back on the lush green lawn. Sandra sat and lifted up Chloe’s blonde head and shoulders to lie over her hard legs. She petted Chloe’s face and cooed over her head.
Chloe looked up and could see under Sandra’s cropped t-shirt. She could she Sandra’s thick and hard brown nipples, each was pierced with a small gold barbell. She began to struggle again when Kendra showed her a realistic glass dildo that looked like a see through penis.
“Well, she’s a natural blonde,” Jennifer said as she slowly fondled Chloe’s pussy. She pulled gently at the blonde hair covering Chloe’s wet pink lips.
“And she’s wet already,” Kendra added as she pressed the glass dildo into Chloe.
“You don’t have to me mean to her,” Sandra complained as she squeezed Chloe’s breasts tenderly. “You have such nice big boobs, Chloe.”
“Look at her nipples puff up, Lydia,” Kendra called to Ms. Van Allen.
“Well she’s only 18,” Ms. Van Allen observed. “They may do that for a couple more years.”
Chloe was thrashing and writhing as the vibrating butt plug and the dildo stimulated her even more. She planted her heels and arched her back as she started to cum. Kendra watched carefully and pulled the dildo out at the last possible instant…..
“W-W-what are you doing,,,,?” Chloe cried out. “Oh no,” she moaned as the feelings subsided.
“Would you like me to do that some more?” Kendra asked, her voice thick with mock concern.
“NO…..Yess. Oh, please,” Chloe whined.
“See that’s what I like about her,” Kendra laughed. “She’s polite even now.” She slowly pushed the dildo into Chloe’s pussy again.
Sandra started to speak, but Kendra just glared at her without saying anything. Sandra closed her eyes and turned her face away. Kendra went back to work on Chloe’s pussy, watching carefully again.
Soon Chloe was about to cum again, and again Kendra pulled the dildo out. This time she stood up and walked away. She took a white towel from her valise and carefully wiped her dildo.
“I’m going for lunch,” she started to walk away. “Sandra come with me, and Jennifer put a collar on her and tie her out under the tree.” Sandra slowly stood to follow Kendra. Jennifer had a black leather collar, with silver metal studs and rivets. The collar had 2 rings to attach a leash. One of the rings had a bright silver chain leading to a stake pounded into the ground under a small oak tree, away from the side of the pool. She buckled the collar around Chloe’s neck and left her lying on the ground.
“Please take me to the bathroom, I really need to pee bad,” she begged. Jennifer smiled and slowly shook her head. She reached down and grasped the chain near Chloe’s collar, and pulled Chloe to her feet. She led Chloe along to the end of the chain, but well away from the patio.
“Squat right here,” Jennifer said as she pulled down on the chain. Chloe had to squat to avoid being pulled off her feet. “From now on you can piss right here,” Jennifer said briskly. “Go in the same area all the time and keep away from the patio. Ms. Van Allen won’t be too happy with you if you stink the place up.”
“I can’t do it like this,” Chloe complained after she tried for several minutes. She looked up toward Jennifer expectantly. “Everybody can see me like this.”
“You’re going to be naked all the time from now on,” Jennifer smirked. Chloe closed her eyes and finally started to urinate. When she was done she sighed and stood up.
“Always go here in the same spot,” Jennifer advised.
“Why?” Chloe raised her eyebrows.
“ ‘cause if you go all over, you won’t have a clean place to sleep.” With that Jennifer turned and walked away, leaving Chloe alone.
“Get up little pussy,” Kendra pushed Chloe with her foot. Gently kicking Chloe’s left shoulder. She struggled to her knees, she had a little difficulty with her arms bound so tightly behind her back.
“Please let me go, “ Chloe begged. “I won’t tell anybody about this…”
“We’re going to go into the patio for a few lessons,” she looked into Chloe’s eyes. “Some things you won’t want to forget.” Kendra unsnapped the chain from Chloe’s collar and put a finger through the ring to pull Chloe to her feet.
On the patio she led Chloe to a small stand with a strange framework of steel bars on the top. Kendra opened one side and nodded to Chloe, she understood Kendra wanted her to step into the frame. Kendra closed it behind and pushed Chloe farther in so the frame pressed all around. The front was more open and had a narrow padded shelf. She adjusted it up until the shelf was just under Chloe’s firm breasts.
“Now I’m going to show what happens if you defy me,” Kendra stepped close to Chloe’s face. “Ever.” She held up a thin round wooden rod, with black leather wrapping the handle. “This is the first punishment.” With a quick flash the rod struck down across Chloe’s breasts striking both at the same time.
Chloe jerked but couldn’t move, the pain was incredible. She didn’t even cry out at first. She started with a low moan that became an intense scream. Kendra walked around the back to the other side, and swung again. The switch whistled to smack across Chloe’s breasts again. Chloe slumped from the intense agony.
“Get her ready for part two, simple bitch,” Kendra said to Sandra as she left and Sandra hurried in.
Sandra unlatched the frame and easily lifted Chloe out. She took Chloe to a lounge chair at the side and laid her down carefully. She had a small white jar with a bright blue screw top. She took small dabs of pale yellow salve to rub on the red welts on Chloe’s breasts. In a few minutes Chloe opened her eyes to see Sandra’s worried face. She tried to smile for Sandra, but it just wouldn’t come.
“Here sit up honey,” Sandra lifted Chloe up, to sit on the chair, she reached around behind Chloe and unzipped the binder. Chloe groaned as her arms fell. “Feeling any better?” Sandra applied more salve to the bruises.
“Yes, I guess it helps some,” Chloe said quietly. “What’s going on, why are they doin’ this?”
“Ms. Van Allen makes most of her money selling slavegirls,” Sandra whispered. “She hired you to get a chance to grab you, right from the start.” She stood up, “Come on Miss Kendra wants me to get you ready for the next part.” She led Chloe across the patio and to a strange looking table. It had two upright legs at each end up to a narrow flat top. The legs were about 30 inches apart at the bottom and closed up to meet under the padded top. There was a square footpad at the end of each leg for Chloe to stand on and several straps to hold her firm legs tight to the table legs and feet spread well apart.
“Stand right here and put your feet on the little square things, and lay over the top,” she pointed to little steps by the legs. Chloe stepped where Sandra pointed, too afraid to defy her and waited while Sandra strapped her legs tight. She stepped around and pulled Chloe’s arms out straight. She buckled a thick black leather strap with a black braided silk rope attached around both wrists. A button on the side of the top pulled the rope tighter.
“Ah, I see that you have decided to follow instructions, Sandy,” Kendra sneered as she walked in quickly. A woven leather-riding crop hung from her black belt.
“I’m sorry Chloe,” she leaned down and kissed the side of Chloe’s cheek. “I’ll be back soon.” She turned and left the patio.
“Wait just a damn minute simple bitch,” Kendra growled at Sandra. “I think you need to see this, before I have to give you your own treatment.” She pointed at a chair beside Chloe’s head.
“Are you a virgin?” Kendra stood beside the table and gently stroked Chloe’s back. “Have you ever had a man fuck you?” Kendra ran her hand over Chloe’s smooth butt.
“I – I’m not a virgin,” she answered.
“You had your boyfriend fuck you?” she asked again. “Don’t make me ask you again.” She continued to stroke Chloe’s skin.
“Yes,” she finally answered.
“Yes, what?”
“Do I have to say that?” Chloe asked.
“Yes you do,” Kendra pinched Chloe’s butt lightly.
“My first boyfriend and I fucked lots of times.”
“My you’re just a slut aren’t you?” Kendra slapped Chloe’s butt carelessly.
“No Miss Kendra I’m not really a slut.”
“Yes you are,” Kendra countered. “You got all hot and bothered earlier while I stuffed the dildo in your pussy. Now you’re telling me you fucked your boyfriend.” She walked around in front of Chloe and looked at her face. “How about your mouth did you ever suck him off, so that he came in your mouth?” she waited for an answer. “Well?”
“Yes, just once,” Chloe closed her eyes.
“So you’re a slut and a cock sucker,” Kendra closed her eyes and shook her head slowly. “Let’s hear it, little pussy.” She continued to stroll slowly around Chloe as she lay tied to the special table.
“I, I’m a slut and cocksucker,” Chloe said in a resigned voice.
“You can sound more excited than that,” Kendra gently patted Chloe’s butt, dragging her fingers slowly between Chloe’s firm cheeks and stopping to drum against the end of the butt plug stretching Chloe’s anus.
“I’m a s-slut and cock sucker,” Chloe sounded a little better to Kendra.
“Now I’m going to show you the second punishment.” She raised up the riding crop and swung it through the air in front of Chloe’s face. “If you don’t get the idea from the first punishment we’ll move on to this one.”
“Oh god no, please don’t I’ll do everything you say.” Chloe begged and cried as Kendra walked around behind her. “You don’t have to do this.”
She screamed when the crop struck her bottom. Again Kendra walked around to the other side and made a second stroke. Chloe screamed again as the braided leather struck her smooth pink skin.
“Go ahead,” Kendra said to Sandra as she turned and walked out. “I’ll be back for the last part, just leave her right there.” She went into the house and closed the door.
Sandra tenderly applied more of the salve to Chloe’s bruised bottom. The welts were bright red and looked much worse than the first stripes.
“What’s she going to do next?” Chloe begged. “I’ll do anything she asks. I’ll even tell everybody that I fucked everyone in town.”
“Sshh,” Sandra petted Chloe’s forehead and smoothed her hair. “I’m sorry for you but she won’t stop until she’s shown you the next part too.” She lifted a long fitting to the top of the table; it came from the end and stopped in front of Chloe’s face. The end by Chloe’s face was a smooth red plastic dildo. “Open your mouth Chloe,” she said kindly. “I have to put this in.” Chloe opened her mouth so Sandra could push the dildo between her lips. “I’m just going to put it in a little, but when she comes back she might want it in farther.”
“Uh, huh,” Chloe moaned softly.
Kendra came back and walked quickly to the side of the table. She put her hand on Chloe’s back, she tested to see if Chloe was stretched tight enough.
“Pull her a little tighter Sandra,” she ordered brusquely. Sandra pressed the button on the side of the table and Chloe felt her wrists pulled tighter. Next Kendra adjusted the long arm of the dildo to fit farther into Chloe’s mouth. She pushed it in until Chloe started to gag, and then pulled it back slightly. Just enough to relieve Chloe’s gagging.
“I’m going to show you the third step of punishment,” she showed Chloe a coiled leather whip. “If you do not learn to follow instructions after the first two, I’ll be forced to move to this step.” She walked slowly around Chloe and finally stopped on her right side, she flipped the whip back and expertly brought it over onto Chloe’s silky smooth back.
Chloe screamed longer than before, the pink dildo muffled the screams. Kendra walked around the end of the table behind Chloe and made a second stroke. The sound of the whip smacking down on Chloe’s skin was louder than the whistle as it cut through the air. Again Kendra moved, this time to Chloe’s other side and immediately swung it again. Kendra tossed the whip on the floor and turned to leave.
“Take care of her now, and leave that in her ass,” she said to Sandra. “And don’t forget, you can end up there too.” She turned and left, slowly walking out the gate to her car.
Sandra unhooked the latch and carefully pulled the dildo from Chloe’s unconscious mouth and next she applied more of the salve to Chloe’s back. She knelt by the end and unbuckled her legs. She left Chloe’s wrists for last so she wouldn’t fall off the tabletop.
Ms. Van Allen accompanied by Jennifer came in right after Kendra left. She sat in a lounge chair and watched as Sandra tenderly applied more salve to Chloe’s back and butt.
“After you’re done with that,” Ms. Van Allen said to Sandra. “Put the binder back on and put her back outside.”
“Yes Ma’am,” was all Sandra said.
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