Stacey's Job

Stacey’s Job - Part Two

Stacey,

This arrived in the mail for me today and I thought you’d like to have a read yourself. Well done on the last two trainees, you’ve outdone yourself and you will find your reward inside this envelope. I hope the results continue in this form with the upcoming projects you have this Summer.

Mr Smith

       I had found the letter lying on the floor of my Room at the Hotel Le Casa De La Sol for me. It was unexpected seeing I already had another assignment and I wondered if Mr Smith wanted to set me an extra challenge by increasing the amount of ‘Trainees’ I have at a time. Personally, if it was my choice I’d tell him where to go but with a Job that pays as much as this does and that I enjoy as much as I do I shouldn’t resent the challenge. However I was surprised to find that the documents inside held no details of any new acquisitions but instead was another signed cheque for a quarter of a million Pounds and an opened smaller envelope which I held in my hands curiously. The destination for the letter was hand written addressed to the Company. I guess the reason for the letter must be good otherwise why would there be that bonus cheque. An extra quarter of a million, this was going to be a nice break after the Summer. Perhaps with a couple more years of this and I wouldn’t have to work ever again, but then why would I want to give up this Job?

To Whom It May Concern

       I recently purchased two of your products from Spain a few weeks ago and I finally received them last Friday. Both have exceeded my expectations in a way that I can not put into words and I wanted to pass on my gratitude to whoever trained them to my specifications. I can see myself and these Sister’s enjoying a good amount of time together. I’m amazed at how naturally they’ve fitted into this new lifestyle. Tricia hasn’t muttered a word just like I had asked her to be and she always displays her feline habits as if she’d been doing it her whole life. I’ve placed Jennifer in charge of her and they still seem to be very close to each other. Jennifer also asked me to pass on a thank you for introducing her to this lifestyle. Although it was against her will she can’t think of any other way she’d like to live now. I will leave my number at the bottom of this letter and I would like you to contact me when you have some free time so I can bring the Girls to visit you. I would like to say thank you in person and I think the Girl’s would also. Once again thank you.

Miss Simpson.

       Wow I really wasn’t expecting that at all. Although I was happy with the way the girls ended up it was a big challenge for me and I wasn’t sure if it would be to the Customer’s satisfaction so the letter brightened up my day a little. Earlier I had spent a couple of hours relaxing by the Hotel’s Pool enjoying a couple Margaritas whilst taking a look at the Company’s two new acquisitions that they had sold on to new owners. They had arrived half an hour before I had taken a seat by the pool and they were going for a quick tour around the Hotel’s Grounds slowly approaching the Pool. This would give me an opportunity to see if I can pick up anything about the Girl’s by overhearing their conversations. They were metres away when a half naked Bloke obviously full of himself came over and attempted to chat me up.

       “Hello Gorgeous”

       “Fuck off please. You’re blocking my Sun.”

       “Ooh you’re a feisty one. I like that and if I like it I generally end up getting it”

       “Seriously you’re barking up the wrong tree here. Now get lost before I call          the Hotel security.”

       By the time the arsehole had fucked off, the tour had moved on. Just what I had needed today. The Night before I had a celebratory drink alone the night before after receiving the pay check for training the Twins and I had awoken this morning with a terrible hangover. The fact that I was celebrating on my own all night was a bit depressing looking back on it. At least through the night I had the alcohol to numb the loneliness but when I had woke up completely sober I have to admit I cried. It was a shit start to the day and as I made my way to the Hotel I felt like I didn’t belong here in bright, sunny Spain. All the happiness of People enjoying their Holidays around me was in complete contrast to the way I felt. I almost called my Mother right then and saying I’d be home for the weekend. It was only the Job that I currently had which kept me from doing just that. It was one of the reasons I truly appreciated this Job. Yes the Pay was great, and yes I thoroughly enjoyed doing it but it distracted me from my own problems. I would just throw myself into the Job and nothing else mattered. I was beginning to find that I would have this feeling every time I finished an assignment sent by the Company and this time I was grateful that they had sent me another couple of Girls almost instantly after I had finished with the last two. I received the letter containing my next assignment two days ago and I was thrilled to find that both of them were unique challenges again though borderline weird. Then again even something as little as spanking someone softly is considered weird by some people.

       Louise was the first of the Girl’s Files I had read. Her picture showed me that of a shy girl with long blonde hair smiling nervously into the Camera. Her eyes portrayed her innocence. The notes told me that she enjoyed reading her books and spending her nights watching chick flicks. At the age of twenty one she was single and apparently still a virgin. Seriously, where did the Company get this information from?!  After reading the notes for the first time I judged Louise to be a fairly weak willed Girl who was brought up well but was reserved and shy. The relationship history part of the file seemed to be fairly empty with just a couple of relationships Louise had experienced, both ending quickly.

       It was the buyer’s wishes that surprised me however when I had finished reading up on Louise. The buyer required Louise to be transformed into what was called an adult baby. I laughed to myself after reading that and although I wasn’t too sure what it entailed I had a rough idea. The buyer wanted Louise to need the affection that she would show to her, to rely on her like any child would rely on her Mother and to have the verbal skills and curiosity that a young girl has. Another thing the buyer mentioned was that she had heard of a drug which when used often would weaken the takers muscles. The drug would cause little Lou to have to crawl most of the time though she would be able to walk, barely. The whole idea made me realise how individually different people are and how each person’s fantasies are unique. I know a lot of people would scowl at this and would say that it’s weird but in my opinion if it made you feel good then go with it. As you reach the later end of your Teenage years and you grow older you know what you like, even if you know that others may consider it weird or wrong yet it would be wrong to deny yourself this.

       Now if I thought the first request was weird the second completely blew my mind. This time the girl was named Natasha. Natasha was in her late twenties and well she was stunning. There was no doubt about that. However she knew this. She had short blonde hair and a sort of face that all men fantasise about. Her notes told me that she was a spoilt bitch who always got what she wanted and that she was mean. Her relationship history was in comparison to Louise’s, much more extensive. Five relationships within a year, all of which Natasha had ended, obviously being bored with the relationship and moving on to the next. This time the Buyers were two separate people and this one seemed a bit more sadistic than the last. She already had a wide range of slaves that were submissive to her needs whether that be for sexual services or for chores around the house. The Buyer went on to explain that she wanted Natasha to be a Pain Slut and her Milk Cow. Giving away a few personal details the Buyer explained that Natasha reminded her of someone that had bullied her at School and that this was for her own personal satisfaction and revenge. She had already read up on the necessary drugs and hormones needed to make this possibly and listed them on the file. I’m just glad I didn’t piss anyone off that much to be in the position that Natasha would soon find herself in. It seemed for this one though I would need to call in for some outside assistance as the Buyer wanted Natasha’s vocal chords to be severed and make it so that she could never go through labour. This was the first job that made me question my own morals. Could I do this to somebody else? Take away the possibility that she could ever have her own Child or the fact that she would never be able to speak again. The Buyer seemed to have this covered though and she left a personal message for me at the bottom of the file.

       ‘..I know that this may seem inhumane but believe me this Woman deserves it. She takes joy in hurting and taunting everyone around her. I know you may be thinking that this is perhaps a little harsh but the World would be better off without this Woman.’

       When the tour had ended I made my way back to my room where I discovered the letter passed on to me from the Company.  I’d still train this Girl but thought I’d get to know her for myself before choosing whether to go through with all the Buyer’s wishes. Admittedly if I chose not to train this girl it would mean having to resign from this Job. Yet wasn’t I just thinking about moving back Home to England this morning? Feeling slightly better than I had this morning after reading the letter from Miss Simpson I thought I better enjoy another day of rest to get myself in the right frame of mind for this Job so I decided I’d head to the pool again and enjoy the warm evening air a little more whilst also enjoying a few more Margaritas.

       After a little nap, I picked up an English tabloid paper left on the Sunlounger next to me to catch up on current events in my Home Country. The first few pages were the same old shit which had made me previously decide to ignore the English Papers. Some celebrity had broken up with her partner, An MP Scandal and the weather made up these pages and I found myself swiftly flipping through them. On the fifth page there was another Celebrity bitching about someone he used to work with and I nearly flipped the page again before catching a little side story on the bottom of the page which made my Heart stop beating.

       

SEARCH FOR A MISSING YOUNG WOMAN FROM LONDON COMES TO AN END AS NO EVIDENCE IS FOUND. PRESUMED DEAD BY LONDON DETECTIVE.

       It was the photo that had drawn me to the article. I recognised that face and reading through the article I had my dread confirmed. Emma Wilson. It had been a while since I had thought about her which is weird as it probably was the only Person I ever truly loved. The article went on to explain that she had lost both her Parents and a younger Sister a year ago in a Car Accident and had moved to London only two weeks before she went missing. It was her Manager at work who had called her in as missing and after two months of constant searching by the local Police forces there had been no results. It disgusted me a little that they were already giving up the search. The only reason I can think of why they called off the search was that there was no Relative or Friend that was known who would keep the Police searching, begging people to look out for her and find her.

       I was crying a little fearing the worse when a young Woman I recognised shouted at her Mother across the pool before making her way to the Sun Bed next to mine. It was Natasha and in her bikini she was more stunning than the Photo in my file could ever show. Her body already Bronze was sleek and had curves in all the right places. She smiled to herself at the amount of Men who couldn’t help but stare as she walked past. Yes, the Buyer was right. She was a bit of a spoiled Bitch but still was this enough for the future she had planned for Natasha?

       “A Friend of mine is using that Sun Bed. She’s just gone to get a drink” I lied addressing Natasha.

       “And What? She’s not here now is she.”

       God she really was a Bitch. Even the tone of her voice was filled with so much venom and superiority that she had no right to have. I noticed her sneak a peek at the article I was reading before she decided to make small talk.

       “I think it’s a good thing the Police have called of that search. It’s such a waste of their time searching for someone who won’t be missed. They should be doing better stuff with their time like searching for the thug who stole my Watch a few months ago.”

       My blood boiled instantly and I had to fight myself from retorting to such a stupid self centred comment. If someone saw us arguing and then found out that the Woman went missing attention would be drawn to myself and I couldn’t risk that. Instead I just walked away back into my Hotel room. Shutting the blinds I laid down on the bed and cried a little to myself lost in memories of what I had with Emma. We had been together for a half a year after being close friends for most of our time at School. We had kept it a secret from our Parents for quite a while but her Mother had found out and it had disgusted her. Often I would see a bruise on Emma from where her Mother had hit her and I would ask her about it angrily only to see her shrug it off pleading me not to do anything. A couple of weeks later her Mother had decided the only way to break us up was to move and that was what they did. I still remember that day so clearly. Emma telling me through her tears that she had to move away, although she didn’t want to leave me she couldn’t leave her younger Sister Lisa with her Mother who had become increasingly violent both to her and her Lisa since she had found out.

       Looking back I wish I had chose to find her after I had escaped my own living hell at home instead of running off to Spain friendless and alone. The tears began to flow more freely and I finally cried myself to sleep.

       The next Morning I was woken by the sound of arguing outside my room at the Hotel. It seemed that Natasha had been out all Morning and had arrived back at the Hotel getting into an argument with her family. She was really going at it, screaming obscenities at her Mother showing her no respect whatsoever even though she was in the wrong. The shouting ended when Natasha angrily yelled she wished she never brought her Family with her on this trip with a look on her face which showed no remorse. Strangely I was glad this had got me out of bed. The lost heartbroken look on Natasha’s Mother’s face was the turning point. I was no determined to throw myself into this Job and not let either the fact that the only Girl I ever loved was missing or the fact that I was feeling lonely get in the way. After showering and getting dressed I called the company to arrange the abduction of Natasha. I could of done this in a similar way to how I picked up the Twins previously but the thought of having to socialise with Natasha, even if it was just an act made me heave. Still it was my Job to make the setting and I arranged for Dave, a very attractive gentleman in his late twenties and also an employee of the Company to charm the socks off her, drug her and bring her to my place. Since I could usually do this part on my own I never met Dave many times though the few times I had he seemed a nice enough bloke, despite the fact he kidnapped Women for a living. Once that was sorted I planned how to get hold of Louise.

       It took me a while to find Louise. I had scoured the Hotel looking for her for the past half hour before I spotted her heading to the beach with what appeared to be a close friend. I followed them to the beach and picked a spot a few feet away from where they were sunbathing. I had to admit I was getting a little turned on as I stole the odd glance at the two as they removed the top half of their bikini’s and massaged each other with sun cream. It was hard for me to believe that the young, topless Girl just a few feet away from me was still a Virgin or the fact she was shy and reserved. She kept herself fit and had almost perfectly firm breasts. I wondered for a second if the reason she was a Virgin was because she had feelings for other Women. I watched as she massaged the cream onto her friends back, shoulders and breasts. Although she didn’t seem to be shy doing this, I decided listening to the two of them speak that they must just be close friends and at ease in each others company. My thoughts were confirmed a few minutes later as they were both soaking up the view of a group of guys playing Soccer near the Sea, chatting excitedly as they watched. I came up with the idea on how to grab Louise whilst listening to their plans for the day. Louise needed to get some new Shoes before they went clubbing that night and although her friend had offered to come as well Louise declined joking about her shopping habits. Quietly I grabbed the phone and called the Company to arrange plans for pick up. I knew which Shop that Louise said she would be going to from listening earlier and I knew that it had a delivery drop off point out the back, all I had to do was get her there.

       A few hours later I was following Louise from a safe distance as she entered the Shop. Thankfully the area was quiet with not too many people around, if she had chosen to do this an hour or so later my plan would be near impossible. I understood now what she had meant earlier about her shopping habits as she spent a good hour picking up and trying on lots and lots of Shoes. Eventually she chose and made her purchase before leaving the store.

       “Hey there Miss. I work for the Spanish Tourism Research Team and I was wondering if you could take part in a survey for me back at the office. It will only take fifteen minutes and you will be rewarded with some drink vouchers usable at all the Clubs in this Town this summer. Also you will be entered into a prize draw to have a chance to win a trip back here, all expenses paid next year for you and one other person”

       Louise seemed all happy to take part in the Survey and truth be told why shouldn’t she. Free drinks. Other than that I was dressed smartly and had a badge with a fake name and the Spanish Tourism badge, obviously she couldn’t have known it was fake. I made small talk as I led her round the side of the Shop asking when she arrived, how long she was staying for and so on. The taking of Louise was quite smooth. No one had seen me pick her up outside the shop and the quick actions of the two pickup guys as we turned the corner into the Shop’s delivery drop off point meant she never had chance to scream before the Chloroform soaked rag was applied to her mouth. I thanked the two Men as they loaded Louise into the nearby parked Van and drove off heading for my house. With the rest of my afternoon free I went shopping picking up a few new clothes and some bits I would need for the training of the two Girls. A few hours later I called a taxi and made my way back to my Villa.

       After the taxi made it’s way away from my house Dave walked around the corner.

       “Hey Stacey. How are you? Looks like life in the Sun is treating you well”

       “Ah Hey Dave. I’m good thank you and yourself? I haven’t seen you for ages what have you been up to?”

       “I’m well thank you. Well the job’s been keeping me busy but thankfully I get to take some time off after this case and head back to England. This one was a handful by the way. Admittedly she looked unbelievably attractive and that got my hopes up but her personality is that of a miserable, stuck up Snake.”

       “So true.” I laughed with him.

       “So. I saw the guys drop off the other Girl about ten minutes ago and since the two Girls are going to be out for quite few hours how would you like to check out a Film I’ve been dying to see.”

       “I don’t know Dave. You know I’m into Girls right?”

       “I know, I know. You know I wouldn’t try. I’ve been working straight for a couple of months now and this is the first time I’ve managed to catch up with anyone I know, besides you owe for getting friendly with the Bitch in there.”

       “Ah go on then. Which film was it anyway?”

       “The second Transformers. Lots of action.”

       “Really. We’re more than even after this.”

       He laughed and gave me a lift to the cinema. I had to admit the film wasn’t anywhere near as bad as I thought it would be and I made a mental note to check out the first one. After the film he invited me for Dinner at a nearby restaurant. It was great being with Dave he was amazingly easy to speak to and he was very funny. Also fair play to him he didn’t try to pull me at all. I found out a great deal about him this afternoon, he already had a partner back home who believed that he was away on business. Dave told me that although his job meant being able to have a little fun with any of the Girls he’s been told to pull, ever since he had been with his current partner he hadn’t. He said that he loved his partner too much and although she would never find out he couldn’t live with himself if he did allow himself to. When we had finished eating I thanked him for offering me this escape from work and asked him for his number vowing to keep in touch. He agreed and dropped me off back at his house before heading for his plane home.

       Both Louise and Natasha were still out cold when I went down to check on them. They were kept in separate rooms and both were thoroughly prepared. I decided to check out Natasha first as I’d pretty much seen most of Louise earlier at the beach. Natasha was left to lay curled up on the floor unconscious and naked, chained to the wall. Looking at her now I had to admit she did have one hell of a body and it was easy to see why Men found her attractive. Hell whilst she was like this even I found her attractive. I imagine that would only last until she wakes up and the Bitch started talking. With Natasha I knew it wouldn’t feel like training her so much as preparing her for what was to come. It would be my job to let her know this was her life from now on to prepare her for the hardships to come so she could mentally prepare herself for the life she would now live. Taking one last look of distaste at Natasha I turned away and headed for Louise.

       Louise looked completely sweet and innocent in her sleep. I suppose for this reason alone if trained correctly her new owner will indeed be very satisfied. This case didn’t leave me feeling so guilty as others also. Yes I would be taking away the life she knew but in the frame of mind I would leave her in she wouldn’t care. She would have the curiosity of a young girl and hopefully I can cause her to forget her past life. I imagine the excitement of learning everything again would match the enthusiasm of a kids so in a sort of way I envied her for this. It should also be easier as the only form of discipline the owner plans on using would be spanking and those used on a child such as sending her to a naughty step or facing the wall with her nose touching it. She was, like Natasha, curled up naked and chained to the wall. There wasn’t much I could do right now other than inject the drug which will weaken the young Girl’s muscles enough so that she wouldn’t be able to fully support her weight with them. She’d be able to waddle but if all went well with the training she would be much more comfortable and satisfied. I picked up the syringe that was left in an envelope with instructions by the two pickup guys to examine it. The instructions told me that the drug would have to be administered once a month if it was to keep her in this state. If not, the body will begin to dispose of the drug and Louise would be able to have full control over her leg muscles again. Carefully, I positioned the syringe in the instructed area and injected the drug into Louise’s system. Satisfied I hadn’t disturbed her from her sleep I went upstairs to catch a little TV.

       It was Natasha who started screaming first, though it was more anger and shock rather than fear. She had been shouting for the past half an hour and wasn’t showing any signs of giving up. It was about time I gave her a visit.

       “You” She accused with a voice full of venom as she saw me enter her cell.

       “Get me the fuck out of here right now you Bitch”

       “Now now Natasha. I don’t think you’re in any position to be demanding                 anything. Now shut up”

       That seemed to shock her. It seemed the stuck up little Bitch wasn’t used to being spoke to like that. She stared at me trying to put as much menace in her eyes as she could muster. It was quiet for a minute as she continued staring me down before she started tugging on the chain connecting her cuffed hands to the wall shouting again. Calmly I walked close to her, bent down so I was level with her face and slapped it hard. She was silent and dazed. Taking the upper hand I continued slapping each cheek until they were rosy red and she was crying uncontrollably.

       “Quit being such a cry baby. Surely you can take a bit of pain” I taunted.

       “Fuck you”

       A nice and mature retort I laughed to myself. Although she was scared, that much was obvious, she didn’t show it in a way a normal person would, or even a brave person. She was hiding behind the Bitchy front she had put up her whole life. Everything was inferior to her so therefore they should bow to her will. I’ve encountered many people in my life of people like her, but none quite so bad. I picked up her bikini thong which had been left in a pile tauntingly next to where she was chained to the wall. Forcing her legs open I roughly pushed the thong deep into her sex. Although she was putting up a struggle, with her hands and legs chained to the wall it was a battle she was going to lose. Her face showed her outrage.

       “How dare you touch me” Natasha shouted and she spat at me.

       She fucking spat at me. That’s it. If she thought it had been tough so far she was in for a surprise. The first thing I did was grab each nipple with each of my hands and pull and twist for a good ten minutes, during which she started screaming again. Then I slowly traced my hand down her toned stomach and gently started caressing her sex. When her breathing turned a little heavier I bit down on her right nipple causing her to scream. With my free hand I began pulling on her hair whilst alternating biting on each nipple. As she was about to climax I stopped and the look on her face was priceless. The tears streaming down her face in contrast to the frustration of not being finished off. For the first time she couldn’t find anything to say and that Bitchiness attitude had disappeared. She was confused. She had been beaten whilst being violated and she had enjoyed it.

       “Now if you want to climax you’re first going to pleasure me”

       “Never”

       The look of disgust on her face said it all. Still she didn’t have a choice in the matter. I positioned myself above her head and lowered my eager pussy down onto her face. She tried to turn her head away but I forced it back before her nose was buried into my sex. I had guessed right that she wasn’t going to play ball so I roughly grinded over her face until I had reached orgasm occasionally letting up to let her catch her breath before coming back down again. All the while as I let the arousal get the better of my I started swapped between twisting and pulling her nipples and slapping her breasts. Eventually I reached climax and I lifted myself off her face. Natasha’s face in front of me was a huge contrast to the cocky Bitch I had met by the Pool the day before. Her cheeks red from the slapping, and her face was soaked in my juices. She was crying, exhausted and broken. Smugly I stood above her and spat down on her face. I then headed to the cupboard of supplies I kept in the room and took out a metal ring gag. She kept her mouth firmly closed as she was where I was heading with this but that was easily overcome by just hurting her breasts a little more. With the ring gag in place her mouth was forced open and I lifted my sex to just above her mouth before releasing a warm stream of urine into her mouth making sure to ‘miss’ the target and splash some on her face. She was crying more uncontrollably as I removed the gag and reached down to pull out her Bikini Thong which I had left in her sex the whole time. I was satisfied to find they were soaked in her own juices, her body betraying her. I forced her mouth open again by playing with the nipples before forcing the soaked Thong into her mouth and securing it their by placing some duct tape over her mouth. Remembering the promise I made to allow her to climax I placed my mouth at her pussy and massaged her clit with my tongue. Also not to let her think she was getting off easy I started yanking out a few of her pubic hairs one by one causing her to scream into her gag and it wasn’t long before she climaxed. Thinking this was enough for her first session I spat on her face one more time before making my way out, deliberately trampling over her breasts on the way.

       Next it was time for some fun with Louise. This was going to be completely different to how the session went with Natasha. I had to take a second to calm myself down from the excitement I had experienced in that time with Natasha before I could confront Louise.

       Louise was awake, shivering on the floor and sobbing quietly to herself as I entered. She had heard the screaming from the other room and was in a great amount of fear.

       “Please don’t hurt me” She whispered.

       “Lou. If you do as you say there will be no reason for me to hurt you. Now will you agree to behave yourself. If you can do that for me I will unchain you right now.”

       She nodded to me and I unlocked the chains that bound her to the wall.

       “Now come over to me” I demanded.

        It was funny to watch her attempt to get to her feet. She tried pushing herself up with her legs but found that she didn’t have the strength their to support her weight. She made one step, just, before falling back down on the floor again.

       “Try crawling” I suggested. 

       I read the confusion and shame on her face as she crawled over to me.

       “Now stop there. Good. I’m going to be honest with you Louise. You have been kidnapped by a Company that have for the last ten years kidnapped young Girls such as yourselves and sold them to willing owners. Your new owner wants you to be an adult baby and I will briefly explain what this entails.”

       She was listening to every word, captivated by her own fear and curiosity.

       “You will be treated like a young girl of say two to three years old and the owner will want you to have the characteristics of that said age. You will be used to wearing diapers and you will be will be used to relying upon your new owner in every way. Now you may be wondering why you couldn’t stand up earlier. You have been injected with a drug which have severely weakened your Leg Muscles to the point they cannot support your weight. This will no doubt become a permanent fixture of your life from now on.”

       Finally the fear had gotten the better of her and she started crying. Though still she hadn’t shouted any profanities, threats and she hadn’t even started begging yet.

       “Now I can assure you nothing you can say or do will change this fate so don’t ask. I also urge for you to allow me to train you without any restraint from yourself as it will make the next couple of weeks easier for you. If you work hard and allow me to do my Job you will enjoy the experience more than you could possibly imagine. Things such as sucking your thumb will become natural to you and you won’t even think twice about doing it. Now. Do you agree to behave and follow my training? If you don’t the alternative, well the alternative is not so pretty a picture.”

       She nodded again. This one was going to be very easy. The Girl, shy and reserved as she was had no backbone, no will to fight. It seemed she had given up hope the minute her legs had betrayed her.

       “Right I’m going to leave you alone for a little to prepare yourself and relax your mind for the training.”

       I left her stunned and sobbing on the floor as I went upstairs to prepare a recording for her to listen to. When I had finished I prepared one also for Natasha. The recordings were something I had used with a lot of Women I had trained beforehand. Having something repeated into your sub consciousness whilst you were asleep was a good way of hypnotising their mind the way I wanted it to be. At first you would act out an action that was drilled into your brain and it would confuse you as to why you would do it but over time, the more you listen to that recording whilst you are asleep, the more you do it and the more it becomes natural. The recording I prepared for Louise worked on getting her brain to forget her memories and what she knew. How to walk, how to talk coherently among other things. She would also start doing things such as sucking her thumb, playing with things she wouldn’t have since she was a child. The owner also wanted her to have a high sex drive so I wanted to educate Little Lou as she was to be known to pleasure herself and her new owner.

       The recording had taken an hour to make but I had finished it so I then headed to the Kitchen to grab some baby food I had brought earlier and filled up a baby bottle with full milk before heading back to Louise.

       Louise was still sobbing quietly when I entered but stopped herself when I entered. It was obvious she was afraid from the screaming she had heard earlier that she would experience the same if she didn’t cooperate and that was a good thing for me. Something I could use to push her to act out my will.

       “Lou. You must be hungry so I’m going to feed you. Remember as long as you behave I won’t hurt you.”

       The humiliation was written all over her face as I undid the lid for some baby food and took a small spoonful before feeding it to her. Once she had finished I motioned for her to crawl over to me and although she was crying she obeyed and I cradled her in my arms and put the bottle in her mouth. After ten minutes she had finished it all.

       “Good girl” I commented and stroked her hair.

       “One last thing before I let you sleep Lou. I’ve brought you a dummy. Now I’ve attached some string to this dummy so that it doesn’t fall out of your mouth whilst you’re not used to having one whilst you sleep.”

       It was amazing to see her open her mouth straight away, although a little hesitantly and I placed and secured the dummy in her mouth. She was crying a bit more strongly now as I placed the iPod with the recording set on repeat and told her to sleep.

       Before heading up to bed myself I decided to take a quiet look in on Natasha. She was still sobbing to herself, clearly broken. Perhaps, this might be good for her. Help her to realise how shit of a Person she has been. Quietly I closed the door and headed to bed.

       I was disturbed from my peaceful Sleep by an unexpected phone call at nine the next morning.

       “Hello Louise. This is Mr Smith.”

       Holy shit. He’s never called me before. I wondered if I was in any sort of trouble with the company briefly before remembering I had done nothing wrong.

       “I’m sorry if I’ve woken you but something has come up. I know you are busy training a couple of Girls at the moment but we’ve just had a young Girl sent back to us from an unsatisfied buyer. The owner was originally after a refund but I urged her to let us retrain the slave first and then to see if she’s satisfied. Now since the results of your training have been exceptional lately, I was wondering if you could train her for me?”

       Oh. I hadn’t done anything wrong. I had never trained three at a time and wondered if I would be capable, but then again I always relished a challenge.

       “Sure thing Mr Smith. When should I expect her?”

       “That a Girl Stacey. I will send her to you within the next week. Now I also wanted to talk to you about the letters of praise I’ve received from the Buyers on your handiwork. You’ve outdone yourself and for this I will reward you. I will send another fat check of a bonus and also once you are done training these three, as long as the Buyers are satisfied, I will let you finish work early this year and head back to England.”

       “Thank you very much Mr Smith. I shall do my best.”

       “Thank you Stacey. Goodbye, oh and good luck.”

       Well that had set off the day nicely for me. I was almost bouncing on my way down to grab some breakfast for myself and the two Girls. Singing to myself, I prepared Lou’s bottle and Baby Food and prepared a dog bowl full of Corn Flakes, milk and a little bit of my urine.

       I checked in on Lou first who was still fast asleep when I walked in. She looked unbelievable cute and peaceful in her sleep sucking on her dummy. Gently I woke her and she started crying.

       “There there Lou. It’s only me.”

       It seemed the tape had worked well overnight already introducing a couple of new habits. Louise looked up at me, confused why she had been crying and calmed herself down by sucking on her dummy. Gently, I removed the string holding the dummy in place and pulled it out of her mouth. Almost instinctively Louise made a move to grab it back but stopped herself wondering why she had just made a move for it. I handed her the bottle and she used both hands to cradle it as she eagerly drank her milk. Once she had finished I spoon fed her the food again. I had to hand it to her, she knew what was expected of her and she didn’t want to get hurt so she just followed the instructions without hesitation. This could possibly be the most easiest Girl I’ve had to train. I was beginning to wonder whether she was born for this. When she had finished I told her to lie down with her legs in the air. I grabbed a nappy and some talcum powder from the cupboard and brought it over to her. Once she could see what I had she began sobbing quietly to herself, muttering questions to herself. I gave her a look of warning and she quietened down and just closed her eyes wishing she was somewhere else. I applied some talcum powder to her tight sex and her bottom and she flinched away from my touch. She was not used to being touched down there and it amused me to see she was nervous. Once I had finished with the powder I dressed her in the nappy.

       “Louise. For being such a good little Girl for me I have brought you a gift.”

       I pulled out the little cute teddy I had brought the other day shopping and placed it in front of her. Louise just looked at it, then to me, wondering what she should do. Her subconscious was telling her to grab it, hold it close but she was still resisting a little. There was nothing more I could do at the moment and I had to give her some time so I placed the headphones in her ears again and set it on repeat.. There was an internal battle going on in her mind with her subconscious and her sanity. She was still staring at the Teddy as I placed the Dummy in her hand and walked out of the room.

       Now for Natasha. Natasha pushed herself back as far back into the corner as I entered with a look of fear on her face. I placed down the bowl I had prepared earlier and stepped back, allowing her to make the first move. After a few minutes she spoke.

       “How am I supposed to eat it?” Her shaky voice enquired.

       “You’ve got a tongue haven’t you? Use it.”

       She looked at me with a disgusted expression on her face and she had to bite back a retort but after a few minutes her hunger got the better of her. She gingerly lapped up the food with her tongue making a mess in the process. When she had finished I told her to lick the Milk she had spilt on the floor and she was about to decline until she saw the look on my face.

       “Why are you doing this to me?” She asked, crying again.

       “Well Natasha. You’ve been brought. It’s as simple as that. I can tell you one of the reasons you have been brought is because of the way you have treated people so badly. I heard you with your Mother yesterday and I had to agree with the Company’s assessment of you. Your Mother, who had raised you from Birth and loved you. You showed her no respect and you really hurt her. This is just the example I’ve heard but I expect you’ve been treating people like that all your life haven’t you?”

       “Y-y-yes.” She stammered.

       “What’s going to happen to me?”

       “Well you will server your new owner however she sees fit. One thing I know what your new life will include will be a lot of pain, a lot of humiliation. The owner doesn’t care whether you follow her willingly or not. Personally for me I would prefer that you did so willingly and I could help you with that but that depends on you.”

       “On me?”

       “Yes. You see I would wish for you to change the way you treat people. The next few years with your new owner will be tough but with my help I can make it easier for you. If you treat me with respect, I will teach you how to use the pain, the humiliation as a catalyst for your own pleasure. Will you let me do this?”

       “Y-y-yes. I don’t see what other choice I have.”

       “Exactly. Now let me lay a few ground rules. When you refer to me, or to any other Woman who is now superior to you, you will refer to them as ‘Madam’ or ‘Mistress’. If you are asked to do something. Do it. Don’t hesitate. If you hesitated when your new owner asked you to do something and continued to hesitate or resist things will get very bad for you. Lastly for now, whenever you refer to your Vagina you will use the word Cunt, your breasts will be referred to as Tits and your behind as arse. Also whenever you refer to yourself you will refer to yourself as slut. Understood? ”

       “Okay”

       “Okay what?” I challenged.

       “Okay this Slut understands Madam”

       “Good Girl.”

       “Now I’m afraid to say what comes next is unavoidable. In your time with me, you will be pierced, beaten, tattooed and tortured. This is for your own good, so that you can get used to the pain. Now if you listen to my teachings and follow my instructions you will find that you will achieve a greater level of pleasure during these acts. Now to begin. I‘m going to unchain you. I can assure you the door is locked and there is no way you can overpower me so I recommend against making a run for it. If you do it will only be worse for yourself. Once I have unchained you I want you to stand with your hands behind your head and your legs spread open.”

       This would be the test to see if Natasha had any common sense or if she just was a clueless Bitch. I undid the chains and although she didn’t make a run for it she stayed still on the floor.

       “Natasha. We can do this the easy way or the hard way. What you have to understand is that you are going to be in a lot of pain regardless of whether you behave or not. More so if you don’t. If you do behave, I dare to say I think you may learn to enjoy it.”

       Still unsure, Natasha slowly lifted herself up and put her hands behind her head and spread her legs. Her whole body was shaking with fear with every move she made. Hopefully she was beginning to trust me now the truth of her grim future was starting to settle in.

       “Good. Now I want you to show me how you pleasure yourself.”

       “What?! No”

       Maybe not. A few hard slaps across the face later and she was crying.

       “Look Natasha I’m beginning to think you’re a lost cause and that’s a bad thing for you. If you don’t do as I say I’m going to do it anyway and it’s going to be a lot more painful. Now this is your last chance. Show me how you would pleasure yourself and explain to me what you’re feeling along the way. At no point are you allowed to orgasm without asking me first and I urge you to remember the rules I had set earlier. Now last chance are you going to do it?”

       “Yes Madam”

       “Good”

       I watched her slowly move her hand down to her pussy as she closed her eyes in shame. Her cheeks had grown even rosier since the slapping and I knew that was down to the humiliation of this act.

       “After speaking to my friends madam this slut had found that my Cunt is slightly more sensitive to that of this Slut’s friends.”

       The words were shaky behind her tears. She had started slowly and already her breathing had become heavier and I could see some moisture slowly dripping down the inside of her thigh.

       “Good carry on.”

       “This slut likes to start off gently and slowly madam to enjoy the experience more. Right now this sluts toes are beginning to feel numb and this slut is beginning to feel very hot.”

       As she continued commentating on her own pleasure I grabbed the piercing gun and the first of the one inch wide golden rings.

       “Good. Now tell me when you are nearing an orgasm. Remember to ask me for permission.”

       Patiently I waited as she continued talking me through her arousal until her head began to lean back and she spoke.

       “Please Madam. This slut needs to cum”

       “Wait. You will feel a sharp scratch on your right tit. When you feel it you will be allowed to orgasm but don’t stop playing with yourself.”

       Natasha kept her eyes closed, lost in her own pleasure and not wanting to face what pain lies ahead. Carefully I positioned the piercing gun on her right nipple before pressing the button and making the piercing. She screamed and her legs buckled as the waves of pain and pleasure cursed through her. She was crying as she spoke again.

       “This slut just had the best orgasm of her life madam. It felt like a fire inside of this slut, slowly building up until it raged all inside of me.”

       “Good keep going. Now I’m going to do the same to your left breast. Upon feeling the pain I want you to use that feeling and bring yourself to another orgasm.”

       Upon hearing my words her hand sped up it’s work on her clit and she closed her eyes harder preparing herself for the next blow. I repeated the process on the left breast whilst grabbing an alcohol wipe to stop the other breast from getting an infection. She wasn’t expecting the sudden pain in both breasts as she crashed to the floor in another amazing orgasm. I told her not to move as I inserted both of the rings and when I had finished I told her to look at them in the mirror. Her face showed the horror of the unwelcome modification and she began crying.

       “Tell me slut. How do you feel?”

       “This slut… This slut feels good madam. I did as you said the second time and used both the pleasure in my Cunt and the pain in my Tits. This slut thought the two would feel completely separate but they didn‘t.” She said in short gasps.

       “Good. I told you. Now do you trust me?”

       “Yes Madam”

       “Next I’m going to repeat the process on your clit but before I do this is my gift to you. This small ring will fit around the base of your clitoris enhancing the pleasure you feel. Now stay sitting down with your legs apart.”

       Slowly I knelt down so my face was right in front of her soaking wet sex. I parted the lips with my hands and used my tongue to gently arouse the clitoris. She was already moaning again and she rested her head on the ground as I brought her ever closer to the next orgasm. I wanted to make it so that her life would from now on always be about the next orgasm. If nothing mattered but that she could take the pain and use it in hope to achieve that said orgasm. As the moans grew louder I stopped to an unsatisfied moan from Natasha. I placed the clit ring and pushed it to the base and gave the clit a little squeeze. I could see Natasha was really fighting to hold back the next orgasm. She was shaking, her breathing uncontrolled and she was muttering to herself.

       “Please.. Madam… May this slut cum.. Please?”

       “Once I have finished the piercing, yes. Now remember to use the pain again. Whilst I get ready to do the piercing I want you to gently pull and twist on your new piercing on your nipples. Do it now”

       Eager to reach climax again Natasha didn’t hesitate. I had to make sure she didn’t pull or twist to aggressively as the piercing were new. Happy she wasn’t going to damage her nipples I spread her labia with one hand and massaged the clitoris. It had grown slightly over the course of her pleasure and I finally positioned the piercing gun and made the whole. The scream of both pleasure and pain echoed around the room.

       “Now you need some time for that to heal before you play with yourself again. Now since you have done well I should probably tell you this. Your new owner wishes for you to never be able to give birth to a Child. Before you worry, I believe this to be extremely harsh. Yes, don‘t look so surprised I do have morals. I‘m going to talk to her and get her to change my mind. Don‘t worry I can be very persuasive.”

       Natasha was too exhausted to resist as I chained her back to the wall and got the iPod ready with the recording made for her. This recording will make it so that her first priority will be her own pleasure. Whatever she has to do for it, she will do. Another thing I included was what I liked to call a block. It blocked her from being able to reach climax until an event occurred. The event in this case would be pain. The only way she would be able to reach orgasm would be if she inflicted pain on herself or if someone was inflicting pain on her. It was time to give her some rest and let the events that had occurred play in her mind. With the helping of the recording it shouldn’t take too long to have her how I wanted. I quickly checked in on little Lou, and she was asleep again with the dummy in her mouth and the Teddy cradled against her breast. So cute. Happy with my work for the past six hours I headed upstairs to make the phone call to Natasha’s new owner and to prepare myself and the Girls something to eat.

       It had taken me half an hour to convince Natasha’s owner to not to take away the chance for Natasha to ever be able to have a Baby. I explained that she was regretful of the way she had acted and was behaving well. I also suggested that rather than just a pain slave, allow her to be happy by allowing her to orgasm regularly and to pleasure others. This would make for a better relationship between the two and a happier outcome for the both of them. Once I had made the phone call I went down and fed Louise again and upon checking her diaper I noticed she had pissed herself.

       “Oh has Little Lou had an accident?”

       Her face grew a deep shade of crimson in her humiliation and she was crying as I removed the diaper, added another application of Talcum Powder and put on a new diaper. I told her to get some rest before reattaching the string to the dummy and tying it around her head so that it wouldn’t escape over the night and pressing play on the iPod again.

       Natasha was half asleep when I entered with her food. Again it was from a bowl and again it was soaked in my urine. I wanted her to get used to the taste.

       “Now Natasha I think I have been kind to you so I want you to repay some of that kindness back.”

       I removed my panties and moved so that my sex was just above her face. Understanding, Natasha entered my sex with her mouth and eagerly lapped away trying her best. I could tell it was her first time and whilst it wasn’t the best I’ve had the satisfaction of seeing her broken was enough for me to very much enjoy the climax.

       “Good. No keep your head there and open your mouth. This will be something you will have to do for your new Mistress so it’s best you get used to it now. Open your mouth and I want you to swallow every last drop of my urine. If you allow any to drop you will lick it up.”

       Amazingly she complied, hoping she would be allowed another orgasm I imagine. Either that or the truth really had sunk in and she wanted to make this as good as it could get for her. The alternative really wasn’t worth thinking about for her.

       She gagged and coughed as the stream was at first too much for her to keep up with and she did spill a little. When the stream of piss had finished she looked down. I could of imagined it but I swear I saw a look of disappointment on her face as she noticed she had spilt some. Slowly she lowered herself and licked it up.

       “Good now I’m going to let you get some rest now. Keep up the good work Natasha you’re doing well. Tomorrow I‘m going to show you some new techniques of handing out pain that I have so you need your rest. Oh and I‘ve managed to talk your new owner out of going through the process of taking away your ability of being able to give birth”

       “Thank you” She said quietly.

       I pressed play on her recording before heading off to my room. I actually felt better about myself after spending the last couple of days with the Girls. Although Natasha was still confused about what she was feeling and the way she’d acted the way I wanted today, it was just an act. She was doing it for her own good, if she didn’t behave then she knew things would be much worse. However, because she was willing to act this way and not the Bitchy nature she had always shown it showed progress. I’m pretty sure after a couple of more sessions she’d learn to trust me a little more and perhaps open up to me. I’d just have to see. Feeling happy with the way the day had gone, I drifted off easily to a peaceful sleep.

        I woke up in a bright mood again and prepared the food for the two downstairs. I did the right thing by throwing myself into this assignment. I was beginning to feel really low a lot lately and that wasn’t helped by reading about my ex partner. It was only when I was on my own like this that I had a chance to reflect on it and how it made me feel. Because I had read that story it made me realise how lonely I was. Yes I had the Girls I had trained for brief periods and towards the end of their training they would be happy in my company but then they would be transported to their owners and I was alone again. I had to get my mind off of this line of thought and finish with the two Girls. I would have to deal with this before I came back here to work next year.

       Emma was awake and was playing with her teddy with the dummy in her mouth. Her eyes brightened up when she saw me realising it was time to eat again. The recording I had made was really starting to effect the way that her brain worked now. Her face was bright and content as she was playing with her Teddy. I could see that her memories were locked away now, she no longer seemed frightened of me or of the room she was in. I watched her watch me as I entered the room and she crawled over to me and took her dummy out of her mouth

       “Mummy?”

       Aww it was so cute my heart almost melted.

       “No I’m not your Mummy Lou but I’m looking after you whilst she’s away”

       “Want Mummy!” she screamed and repeated it.

       “Lou stop that now it’s time to eat”

       “No!”

       I had expected this soon. The recording working as well as it had, would change all the ways she would behave to that of a young child. Including the tantrums. The only way for her to learn would be for me to discipline her. I knelt down and grabbed her, lifting her so that her stomach was resting across my thighs. The action was so swift that Lou had stopped her tantrum and was suddenly afraid.

       “I’m sorry Lou you need to learn to do as your told.”

       She started kicking her legs and screaming as she was spanked for the first time. I didn’t want to do it too hard, but hard enough for her to realise that this was a bad thing and that she would think again before throwing a tantrum. After ten slaps she was crying and muttering to herself.

       “Look Lou. I didn’t want to have to do that but you left me no choice. Are you finished now?”

       “Yes” she sulked.

       “Good. Now it’s time to eat your food and drink your bottle”

       She had calmed down a little whilst she was drinking her bottle but was still sobbing a little. Once she had finished I changed her nappy but during the process I slipped in a little vibrator before finishing dressing her in the nappy. This will confuse her. Although most of her memories had been locked away and her brain had regressed quite a bit they were still there in the back of her mind. It would be natural for her to have brief moments of realisation and the vibrator would help with those. The owner wanted her to feel what she was going through as a young adult would but not permanently. She also wanted the effects to be reversible so that a year later she could change back. After a year of acting the way a baby would these habits would become natural to her, and although she would have full access to the part of her brain that held knowledge such as language she would choose not to.

       Once Lou had fully settled down I grabbed a book I had brought her called ‘Cat on the Mat’ and got her to read it to me. As she struggled with the words and marvelled in the illustrations I remotely turned on the vibrator. Towards the end of the book her breathing became heavier. Before she could finish the book she experienced an explosive orgasm. Panting heavily she began to look around with a look of panic in her eyes.

       “What’s happening to me? Why couldn’t I read that book earlier?”

       “Don’t worry Louise it’s all part of your training. Everything will be fine. Now just relax and calm down. That’s it. Control your breathing.”

       Once she had managed to calm down she seemed to regress back to the way the recordings taught her to be and she didn’t seem to remember her outburst, so continued on with her book. Once she had finished I congratulated her and rewarded her with some new toys. She seemed particularly fond of the little box with the shaped holes and shaped bricks. Now that Lou seemed content again with the dummy in her mouth, playing with the toys and the vibrator softly massaging her clit I decided to pay Natasha a visit. First though I had to pick up some bits for her pain filled session.

       “Hey Natasha. Are you ready for today’s session?”

       “Yes Madam”

       “Today you will experience pain unlike any other you’ve experienced before.

         I want you to keep an open mind, use the pain and try not to focus on it too          much but use it in line with the pleasure and you’ll experience more pleasure          than you have ever before.”

        “This slut will try Madam.”

        It was good to see her continuing to throw herself into this. As much as she originally disgusted me, Natasha was beginning to grow on me. The first thing on the agenda was to tie her up so I got her to stand with her legs spread and stretching her arms above her head. Using some rope I bound her arms taut to some eye hooks in the ceiling of the basement. I could tell she was using everything she had to hide the fear and keep it together and it pleased me. Once she was bound I started slowly, pulling lightly on her nipple rings, the one on her clit and pinching separate areas whilst massaging her pussy. At first she was flinching away from the pain but as her body started rocking with the pleasure cursing through her the pain just caused her to sigh.

       “Right slut. We’re going to step it up a notch. Are you ready?”

       “Yes Madam.”

       To make sure she continued to appreciate the pain I attached a key ring vibrating ball to the ring in her Pussy and set it on the lower medium setting. I didn’t want the Vibrator alone to cause her to orgasm. I wanted her to use the pain to send her over. Natasha’s eyes widened with fear as I pulled out the cane and proceeded to hit her continuously with it. After the fifth whack on her behind she was crying behind closed eyes though still very much aroused. She was deep in concentration, feeling every whack, feeling every vibration. Within a couple of minutes the Cane was really beginning to leave its mark with red streaks showing across her behind and the back of her thighs. After the fifth hit on her breasts Natasha achieved her first of many orgasms to come. Her cries of pleasure echoed around the room and when she recovered she smiled. Yes that was the greatest orgasm of her life. I gave her a minute to relax a little and recover before continuing. Picking up a couple of hooked weights I attached them to Natasha’s new Jewellery on her nipples. Her eyes were still closed taking in everything and she sighed in approval. I spent the next few minutes playing with the hooked weights, telling her to swing her breasts herself. Her body convulsed again as another orgasm shook through her. This session was going to exhaust her. When she had recovered she had surprised me by speaking.

       “Thank you Madam. May this slut have permission to speak out of character for a few minutes.”

       “Yes Natasha. But don’t get used to it.”

       “I’d like to thank you for not just teaching me how to achieve this new enhanced level of pleasure but for helping me get to take a look at myself. I have been a Bitch too many people for no reason at all. It wasn’t my Parents fault I was pampered, they just wanted to make me happy and the more and more I began to take from them the more I expected. Not just from them but from other people. I began to expect too much, even from my Parents and when they tried to rectify their mistake by refusing to give in to my wants I started being a Bitch. Although this new life isn’t what I had wanted it’s helped me realise this and for that I thank you and will do everything I can to make this new life work for me. I guess what I’m trying to say is that this Slut commits to your training Madam. Do your worse” She smiled a wicked smile at the end.

       I didn’t know what to say. It seemed I was right to have given her a chance and to do my worse was what I did.  Over the next two hours Natasha was subjected to some hard whipping, some more degradation in the form of spitting, face slapping and being forced to cause pain to herself some more by swinging her breasts. Again and again waves of pleasure overcame her and she had orgasm after orgasm. Towards the end of the session Natasha was barely conscious. Her legs kept giving way leaving her at times hanging her weight on her bound arms. Still I wanted at least one more orgasm from her and for that I had to end on a high.

       “Right Natasha for this one you will be blindfolded” I said as I covered her eyes with the blindfold.

       “Good. Now this part will be the last and the toughest yet for today. I want you to give it your all, swing those breasts as hard as you can.”

       She didn’t disappoint and went full swing throwing in every last drop of energy she had. Picking up a few needles I proceeded to pierce her body in various places. First in the breasts, taking pleasure in her sighs as the needle pierced the skin. Next was her lips which caused her to cry out with a mix of pain and pleasure with another orgasm. Once I had finished with the needles I picked up a leaf of Stinging Nettles I had picked earlier. I gently started tracing the Nettles across her neck following down over the breasts. She was out of control, breathing heavily and leaning into the Nettles. Following the trail down across her perfectly toned stomach I finally reached her labia and her whole body rocked as she experienced her best orgasm yet. She had passed out from the experience. I smiled to myself happy that she had experienced that. If she had refused to behave earlier this would have been much worse for her. She would have had all the pain and none of the pleasure. Thinking she’d be happier in her frame of mind when she would eventually wake up I left the vibrator running and stuffed the Stinging Nettles into her aching and soaked Pussy before leaving her to rest hanging in the centre of the room.

       Lou was still happily playing with her toys in her room and as I entered she experienced an orgasm from the vibrator I had placed earlier. When she had recovered she laughed an innocent laugh giving me the impression it wasn’t the first she had experienced before continuing to play with her toys. I sat there watching her play for ten minutes or it could have been longer. I was besotted with her she looked so happy like this. Eventually after what seemed like another ten minutes though it could have been more she yawned.

       “Ok Louise it’s time to sleep.”

       “Sing!” She demanded.

       “Okay. But only if you promise to try to sleep when I do.”

       “I pwomisss” She smiled.

       I watched Lou crawl over to me and rest her head on my legs cuddling her teddy and for a moment I wondered what to sing. It was then I recalled a moment when I was younger and my Mother had sung me to sleep.

       “Rock-a-bye baby on the tree top. When the wind blows the cradle will rock..”

       It didn’t take long for Louise to fall asleep and I gently removed her head from my legs and rested it on a pillow. I sat there for another few minutes watching her sleep before I yawned myself and realised it was time for bed. I quickly popped in to see if Natasha had come to and I could see that she had, though she was resting her head on her arms breathing heavily.

       “Goodnight Natasha”

       “Goodnight Madam. Thank you” She whispered exhausted.

       It wasn’t until I reached my room that I realised how exhausted I was today. It was going to be even harder when I had a third slave to train. I collapsed into my bed and checked my phone before I tried to drift off. I had one message from the Company telling me to expect delivery early next Morning. Feeling excited of having another Girl to play with and train I found it difficult to sleep for around ten minutes before the exhaustion kicked in and I was flat out.

       I had slept for longer than I had wanted the next Morning and I was woken up by the sound of a knock at my door. I opened it and the delivery man just pushed the Girl in and downstairs into one of the small rooms before coming back up to say Hello and asked how it was going. We spoke for five minutes over a cup of Coffee before he left and I decided to check out the new Girl before I made Breakfast for the two others.

       Upon opening the door I saw a tiny, slim young Girl in front of me with a black hood over her head. The thing about her that I first noticed was how large her breasts were for such a petit Woman. Carefully I approached her where she was lying on the floor and removed the hood.

       “Emma!” I exclaimed both with relief and confusion.

       “Stacey? Stacey is that you?” The young Girl cried with relief on her face.

       “Oh my god Emma what happened?”

       “Well I was just Shopping and some burly Men grabbed me and must have          injected me with something as next thing I knew I was out cold. Next thing

        I remember was that I was in a House in France with some horrid, old                 Woman.”

       I watched the emotions change on Emma’s face as she told her story. She explained how empty life had felt after she had lost her family. Moving to London was her way of starting a new life and leaving her old one behind but it didn’t work. She couldn’t relate to People properly and she would cry herself to sleep every night feeling so lonely.

       “I know this sounds messed up but although all the bad things that old Woman did to me, I felt like I belonged. I was content serving that Lady but apparently I wasn’t up to her standards so she sold me for a cheap price.”

       That would have been the Company. Always looking for a bargain when they can. That and it costs them less than arranging the whole kidnapping.

       “There was a guy in the Van who didn’t come in told me to give you this but before I do can you explain what you’re doing here?”

       “Well. I think I’ll start with when you were forced to leave. To put it simply my Father turned into a complete Wanker. He started drinking excessively and on those nights where he had had too much he would beat my Mother or myself even attempting to force me to pleasure him. It was a bad time for me and eventually my Mother gained enough strength to report him. At the time I couldn’t forgive her for letting it go on for so long and as soon as I turned Eighteen I moved here”

       “Oh I’m sorry to hear that Stacey.”

       “I know. But I left it behind me and I was approached by the guys who gave you that letter with a Job proposal. I had little money at the time and was felt very bitter towards the World. I accepted the Job which was to train young Woman who had been kidnapped to help them fit in to their new lives. At the beginning this did make me question my own morals. No matter how shit my life had been did I have to treat people this way?”

       “Oh. So that’s why I’ve been sent here.”

       Emma seemed neither unhappy or shocked about the revelation, more just happy to understand why she was here.

       “Well it occurred to me that I could help these Women. They were going to be sold into slavery either way and I could make it easier for them. I then started spending more time explaining what was going to happen and how they can learn how to make the most of their new life. It worked. After a few months I received a couple of letters from the Owners of these Girls and they outlined how pleased they were with them and how the Girls seemed to be enjoying themselves. So that is what I do and why I’m here. Now lets see what we’re to do with you. Can I have a look at that letter?”

       “Well it’s good to see you’re well Stacey and you know I’m not going to judge          you on what you do here. My memories of you were all I had to get by when          my Mother forced us to move away.” Emma said softly passing me the letter.

       I thanked her before opening the letter and reading it out so that she knew what it was about.

       

       Stacey.

       Thank you again for agreeing to take on a new trainee whilst you are already        busy with another two. This beautiful, young Girl is called Emma and her                story is a little unfortunate. She was kidnapped in England by a rookie group        who sold her to another Woman with no training. This Woman was        inexperienced and untalented in coaching individuals and was therefore        frustrated and disappointed of the result. I see a lot of potential in Emma and        would appreciate it if you could train her in the basics of servitude. I think it        would be best if you trained her as a maid because that is what she was        originally trained as. Albeit poorly.

       Thank you again.

       Mr Smith.

       “So where do we go from here Emma?”

       My emotions and thoughts were in conflict. Emma was my first love and someone who was truly close to me. I couldn’t force her to become what she didn’t want to be, it would destroy me and yet I wouldn’t allow anyone else to train her so the only option left would be to let her free. The only problem was if I did that I would be in a lot of trouble with the company. Losing my Job here would probably be the least of my troubles.

       “Train me.” She answered confidently.

       “Are you sure Em? You don’t have to live this life”

       “Look Stacey. If I agree to let you train me it means I get to spend a couple of         weeks with the only person I’ve truly felt about. Besides my life was shit        before I was kidnapped and I was strangely aroused and excited from doing it        before your Company brought me. The only problem was this scared me which        caused me to make mistakes which displeased my Mistress.”

       “If you’re entirely sure I will. Tell me if you’re not enjoying it and if I can help         you in anyway. When I’m in Character whilst training somebody I can get a         little carried away.”

       “You always did have problems containing you’re excitement Stacey” Emma         grinned as she hugged me and I laughed enjoying the warmth of her arms.

       “So Stacey. Well I guess now it’s Mistress. I am willing to start this training         whenever you are ready.”

       “Well. Follow me.” I said giving her nipple a little pull as I did. She reacted with a pleasurable sigh and followed smiling.

       The first thing I got Emma to do was to prepare the food for Natasha and Lou. Once she had finished I led her downstairs and introduced her to little Lou. The shock on her face was priceless and I could see a million questions form into her mind. Louise was awake muttering a song to herself without forming words properly because of the dummy whilst playing with her Teddy dressed in just her nappy.

       “This is Lou. Lou’s new owner wishes her to be like a Child and I was able to make that wish true. As you can see her training is almost complete. She has the mind of a two to three year old and as you can tell she is happy. Occasionally her mind will revert back to normal but that will be only temporary. Eventually Louise will come to accept and enjoy this life and she will be happy during the time her mind reverts back.”

       Emma was speechless and I couldn’t blame her. However she was curious and she went and sat down next to Louise.

       “Hey Lou. I’m Emma”

       “Em-ma” Lou sounded out and smiled before repeating the name over and laughing.

       “Right whilst I do my closing session with Stacey your job is to look after Lou here. She will need to be fed the bottle, have her nappy changed. Oh and you can play with her for a while.” I added with a wink.

       Emma had a somewhat shameless grin on her face as I turned to leave the room. I couldn’t help but mirror the emotion on mine. It had been so long since I had seen her and after the article I had read in the paper I was genuinely fearful for her. Just then an idea hit me. I had made quite a bit of excess money over this working year through bonuses and such and had no idea what to treat myself to. Would she agree I wonder?

       “Emma. How would you feel if I was to buy you from the Company?”

       “Oh Stacey you don’t have to. It’s more than enough just to spend this time         with you. Don’t feel too sorry for my current situation. I’m happy.”

       “I know sweetheart. But what if I wanted it? What if I wanted you to be my         maid? I can offer all you crave and perhaps we can rekindle what we had all         those years ago.”

       “I would love it” She said simply before approaching me and embracing me in a tender hug.

       Feeling a lot more happier than I had over the past few weeks I entered Natasha’s room leaving Emma with Lou. This Morning was the last of the time I had with the two slaves before they were picked up and sent to there new owners. Natasha was awake when I entered the room and smiled at me as I entered.

       “Morning Mistress. You look happy”

       “I am very happy Natasha thank you. Now this Morning is the last of your time         with me and I have to say I’m going to miss you. Even though that fact                 surprises me. Are you ready for what lies ahead?”

       “Yes Mistress. I am grateful for everything you’ve showed me. Also you saved          me from what could have been a lot worse.”

       That was true. The original plans Natasha’s owner had for her were harsh even by my standards. Still I had talked the future Owner out of taking away Natasha’s chance to bare a Child and persuaded her to allow her to orgasm, give her a chance and she would impress. Since Natasha learned how to use the pain to achieve a higher level of orgasm I’d never seen a previous trainee so dedicated in the sessions.

       “You’re welcome. So one last session before you go?”

       “I’d love that.”

       Smiling, I bound Natasha’s arms together behind her in the backwards prayer bind. I heard the pain and discomfort it caused as I bound her arms with the rope. Once her arms were bound I motioned for her to stand up and present her breasts out for me. I then proceeded to whip them, hard, for ten minutes until they had turned a nice shade of red. Next I attached a couple of weights onto her nipple rings before sitting down and stretching out my leg with my foot pointing upwards.

       “Ok Natasha. If you need to release some of that sexual tension you have inside, position yourself above my foot and get on your knees with your knees spread wide and fuck yourself.”

       Natasha didn’t need to be asked twice and she responded quickly, excited by the prospect of the orgasm. Whilst she was fucking my foot I reached for the whip and gave her breasts another few lashes. Not too long later Natasha was asking for permission to cum and I allowed it and she let the orgasm rip through her as she collapsed onto my foot. Gently I withdrew my foot before presenting it in front of her face. She didn’t need to be told what to do and she started lapping away at her own juices, getting some over her face in the process. Once she had cleaned my foot I stood and positioned my sex in front of her face and told her to go ahead. Over the last couple of weeks Natasha had dramatically improved in her pussy licking ability. I groaned as her tongue worked away in an experienced way. Quickly my breathing became heavier and I let the orgasm wave through me.

       “Well done Natasha you are more than ready and I can’t see any reason why

        your new owner won’t enjoy your servitude. The company will be here in                 around an hour so I‘ll let you have a little kip before you leave.”

       “Thank you Mistress.”

       I left Natasha bound in that position to allow her a little rest and went to check on how Emma was doing.

       “Shush” Emma whispered as I entered the room.

       Lou was cuddled up with her eyes go with Emma’s left nipple in her mouth. Emma was glistening with her sweat and had an unfocused look in her eye as she played with herself.

       “I see you’ve had some fun already”  I laughed.

       “Yes she’s very good. I imagine that’s your doing.”

       I explained that the Company would be here to pick up the two Girls in less than an hour and Emma asked if we could keep Lou. I laughed it off saying she was cute, and perhaps one day I would acquire a similar slave in the future. I watched as Emma gently laid Lou down on her bed and joined me upstairs as we waited for the Company to come.

       It was a sad moment for me watching the two Girls leave and sharing my goodbyes with Natasha wishing her luck for her new life. Lou was still asleep as the pick up guy gently carried her out to the Van.

       “So what now Stacey?. Mistress I mean” Emma said as the Van drove away.

       “Well now I am off work for eight months and I will begin your training                  sweety. I will ring Mr Smith and tell him that I will buy you. I’ll train you                 here for the next couple of months then I think it would be time for me to                 head back to England for a little while. I need to see my Mother.”

       “Sounds good to me Mistress” Emma held my hand as we walked back into the Villa.

Coming Next: Emma’s training begins.

               Stacey and Emma head back to England.

               The Company hold a Christmas party with the owners and the slaves                they had brought in London.        

       

       

AUTHERS NOTE:

PLEASE FEEL FREE TO LEAVE FEEDBACK AND SEND YOUR SUGGESTIONS TO ME. THANK YOU TO THE PERSON WHO REVIEWED THE FIRST AND POINTED OUT THEIR WASN’T ENOUGH EMOTION FROM THE ORIGINAL SLAVES AND I HAVE TRIED TO IMPROVE THIS WITH THIS PART. I’M LOOKING FOR IDEAS FOR FUTURE SLAVES TO BE TRAINED. PLEASE FEEL FREE TO SEND ME THE TYPE OF SLAVES YOU WOULD LIKE TO SEE STACEY TRAIN IN THE NEXT FEW PARTS. THANK YOU FOR READING.