Karen and Michelle’s Sad Story

Karen and Michelle’s Sad Story Part 3 Michelle’s Story Chapter 102

Chapter 102: Unexpected Revelations

The trip back to Los Angeles was a totally humiliating experience for the once proud and mighty Virginia Albertson.  She was kept cuffed and shackled in the cage that had been Karen’s after the wedding reception.  The cage was kept in the storage hold so she was in the dark most of the time during the trip back.  She was only let out twice a day to go to the bathroom.  When one of the former slaves had to go to the bathroom, they would take her out of the cage and then force her to drink their piss.  The only food that she was allowed were scraps from the meal that the others had eaten mixed with the shit of the slaves.  It was all mixed into a dog bowl and then put into the cage with her.  Her former victim, Amber, took great pleasure in shocking her continually with a cattle prod until she ate everything in the bowl and licked it clean.  The first couple of times it was too much for the former sadistic mistress and she threw it all up in her cage.  As opposed to making her lick it all up like she would have done, she was made to wallow in her vomit within the small cage which just made her sicker until she became used to the stench.  It was toward the end of the second day that her senses and stomach finally adjusted to the stench of the shit and vomit she was laying in and being forced to eat. 

The trip back went by quickly.  Shortly after one in the afternoon on the third day they were pulling into port.  Karen went up to the three sisters and ordered, “We’ll be disembarking soon.  While I take the other freed slaves to meet their parents and loved ones, I want you to clean this filthy bitch up and clean her cage.  There are likely to be press in the area so stay below deck until you are told otherwise.  We will come back and get everyone so that we can head to the estate when we are finished.  Until then, just follow the Captain’s orders and stay out of sight.”

The three young women answered in unison, “Yes Mistress Karen.”

Karen then dressed in the one business suit that she had brought with her just in case.  She had thought when she packed it that she probably wouldn’t need it, but she always kept one with her at all times when she had been the head of research in the Warren’s company in case she had to conduct a video conference or travel back in an emergency.  She had packed it this time more out of habit than anything else.  She finished dressing just as the yacht docked.  She went up on deck where Carl and the other freed slaves were waiting.  Carl was holding the hand of the young Sarina who was holding Dawn’s hand. 

As soon as the yacht was tied to the dock and the ramp lowered, they disembarked and headed to shore.  They were met there by Pete and a couple of other agents.  Karen stepped up to Pete and gave him a quick hug hello before saying, “Pete, you know my new husband Carl from Washington.  The young girl whose hand he is holding is Sarina who has been a slave her entire life.  We are going to adopt her and make her a part of our family.  The young girl next to her is Dawn.  She is anxious to meet her parents.  Those two young women behind them are Amber Jewel and Wilma Silverton.  These are the freed slaves I told you about on the phone.  There are three others on the yacht that have decided to become residents of Phantazein Island and were in fact conceived for the specific purpose of being a sex slave for their master.  They elected to stay on the yacht until we leave for the mansion because they didn’t want to be a part of the media circus I’m sure is waiting for us.”

Pete greeted each of the girls and young women as Karen introduced them.  When the introductions were completed he finally focused on Karen and said, “Welcome back home Karen. I hope you enjoyed your honeymoon.  Only you could go on a honeymoon and end up coming back with a bunch of freed slaves.  Unfortunately, the media got wind of the missing girls being found and there is a mass of them out front of the dockyard waiting.  At this point, there is no way I can keep you out of the limelight.  They all want to know about this brave woman who freed these girls and who helped take down the largest sex slavery organization in the world.  So we are going to have the happy reunion in private in the Harbor Master’s conference room.  The families of these young women are waiting anxiously for them.  I selected one photographer and one reporter from the media pool that I trust to take the pictures and write of the reunion. Later, they will share their stories and photos with the press.  After the reunion, we will be going to a press conference where they will want to ask questions.  I took the liberty of setting up some protective shields like they do with the president when he speaks.  Every member of the press has been searched for weapons to ensure your safety as well.  I’m pretty confident that you and the freed slaves will be safe.  Now if you’ll all come with me, I’ll take you to the conference room.”

Pete and his fellow agents led the group to the Harbor Master’s building and to the large conference room there.  As they entered the room, Dawn was the first to see her parents. She screamed out in excitement as she ran to them.  Amber was the next to see her parents and quickly walked up to her dad, hugged him tight, and started crying uncontrollably at being reunited with them again.  Her mother quickly joined in the group hug and started crying as well.  It took Wilma a bit longer to see her invalid father.  He was in a wheel chair and it wasn’t until he wheeled it around Amber and her parents that Wilma saw him.  She rushed up to him and fell to her knees beside him. She reached her arms around him and hugged him tight.  She didn’t start crying like the others.  She had learned over the years as a slave that the one thing her master enjoyed the most was watching her cry.  So she learned to hold her emotions in to deprive him of the pleasure.  Even though he was dead and gone, she wanted to deny him the pleasure of seeing her cry, even if they were tears of happiness.  Her father on the other hand had tears streaming down his cheeks as the reality of regaining a daughter he thought was dead hit him.

Karen, Carl and Pete stood there and let the reunions occur without interference.  The photographer was busily taking pictures as unobtrusively as he could.  The reporter stood in a spot in the room where she could watch everything and she wrote copious notes.  They all waited as the families all were reacquainted. 

Amber was the first to lead her parents and brother over to Karen and introduce them.  Her mother looked to be about four months pregnant.  When they were finally in front of Karen, Amber’s father took her hand and while shaking it he said, “I can’t ever thank you enough for rescuing our daughter.  We had all but given up any hope of ever seeing her again.  She tells me that you are the one responsible for bringing down the slaver’s organization that had abducted her.  I am eternally grateful for what you have done for us.”

Karen was having a hard time holding back the tears as she listened to Amber’s father.  When he was finished she answered, “I only wish I had acted sooner.  I’m glad that I was finally able to find the strength to do what I had been so afraid to do over the years and that it has helped free so many slaves like your daughter.  She’s going to have a hard time adjusting back to a normal life.  Even though she was only a slave for a few weeks, it will leave a mark on her.  All I ask is that you be supportive and understanding of her.  Get her the best counseling you can find.  If you can’t afford it, then please contact me so I can help.  I want Amber to be able to adjust back to as normal of a life as she can.  If she has some unusual desires or requests, I just ask that you be sympathetic and understanding.  She has been exposed to some of the most perverse things you can imagine and once that door is opened, it is hard to go back to what is considered normal.  I will always be here for her and you.  Here is my business card with my cell phone number on it.  Feel free to contact me for anything, even if it is just to talk.  That goes for all of you.  Please don’t feel like you’re putting me out if you do.  I am available for you at any time, day or night.”

Amber’s father backed away and her mother immediately gave Karen a hug and then a kiss on the cheek.  She said thank you as well.  Finally Amber hugged Karen tight and held it for a long while.  When she finally let go, she looked Karen in the eye and said, “I know you feel guilty for not taking action against the organization sooner.  I’ve only been a slave a few weeks and if I had escaped I would have lived in total fear of ever being found out by the organization.  I can’t imagine how I would have felt if I had been subjected to it for three years like you were.  I don’t think anything could have made me expose myself to discovery like you have.  I am totally indebted to you for freeing me Karen.  If you hadn’t taken action, then I would have ended up like that slave that Mist… er… Virginia killed in front of me.  I owe you my life and will do anything I can to return the favor if it is in my power.  Thank you so much.”  She dove in for one more quick hug and then turned to go back to a corner of the room with her parents.

As soon as Amber and her parents left, Dawn led her mother and father to Karen.  Karen immediately noticed that the girl’s father, Dan, had an artificial left arm and limped as if he had an artificial left leg as well.  Her mother’s face looked scarred, particularly on the forehead and the right side, like she had been burnt and had skin transplants.  She also walked with a limp, but only because her leg had been broken in so many pieces that when it healed it was almost an inch shorter than her other leg.  She held the hand of a small toddler that was about eighteen months old.  When they finally stood in front of Karen, the man extended his hand and when Karen extended hers he shook it vigorously.  As he did he said, “Rose and I can’t begin to thank you for what you have done.  We thought we had lost our Dawn forever.  If there’s anything we can ever do for you, just name it.  We aren’t rich by any means but we will always be in your debt.”

Karen saw how tightly Dawn was holding onto Dan’s hand and knew that she would be safe now.  She had made a quick assessment of the couple and her instincts told her that they would be a very loving family.  When she heard Dan offer to do what they could if she needed their help she immediately said, “If I come across any more young girls that were enslaved and we can’t find their parents, would you be willing to take them in and raise them as your own?  I would make sure that you were compensated if you did.”

Dan looked at Rose who just nodded her head.  He turned back to Karen and said, “Yes, we will.  It would be our pleasure to help you in that way.  We love children and had wanted to have a bunch.  Unfortunately the accident caused a lot of internal damage in my wife and she almost died during her last pregnancy.  She can’t have another baby now and this would be a way of making up for that.  She is a wonderful and loving mother to our son and to Dawn.  You let us know and we’ll be there in a heartbeat to take the new child.  We will take as many children as you can send our way.  We have a very large home on the outskirts of Chattanooga with about twenty acres of land.  As far as compensation goes, there is no need for any.  I may not be rich but I make a very good salary and can afford to take care of many more children.”

Karen looked at Pete and commented, “Pete, I’m sure you probably have some child slaves that have been freed that need a place.  I would rather have them placed with someone that can understand what they have gone through.  Can you put word out to your agents that Dan and Rose are willing to take young children that were enslaved by the organization?”

She turned back to Dan and continued, “Just be aware that some of these children may have been sexualized.  If they have been and become too much of a burden then just contact me and we’ll make arrangements for them to go elsewhere.”

Dan answered, “That won’t be necessary.  We will raise them as our own and help them adjust to being a normal child again. If they can’t, we’ll accept them for who they are and help them channel their energy in a safe manner.  We are both very liberal when it comes to sex.  Though we don’t condone sex with minors, we understand that it does occur and once that genie is out of the bottle, there is no way to put it back in.  You just send us the kids and we’ll make sure they have a safe and happy home life.”

Karen thanked the couple then knelt down and looked Dawn in the eye as she said, “I want you to know that I will always be here for you.  If you ever need to talk then just call me.  Your parents have my phone number.  It looks like you will be getting some brothers and sisters from the organization to join you and your family.  You know how hard it was for young slaves of the organization so I’m counting on you to help them adjust as much as possible to a normal life.  Can you do that for me?”

Dawn nodded her head as she said, “Yes, Ma’am.”

Dawn and her family went over to a table and sat down in the chairs to be debriefed by one of the FBI agents.  As they were just sitting down, Wilma pushed her father in his wheel chair to Karen.  When they stopped, Karen noticed that Wilma’s father had a folder on his lap.  As he looked up at Karen, she decided to kneel down so she would be on the same level as he was.  As she knelt, Wilma’s father said, “You have done a wonderful thing for my Wilma and all of the others that are being freed from that terrible slaver’s organization.  I can’t thank you enough for giving me my daughter back.  We thought our Wilma was dead.  I just wish her mother was here to see her again.”

Karen took hold of his hand and held it in both of hers as she replied, “I just wish I had acted sooner.  If I had, then maybe Wilma wouldn’t have been abducted.”

Wilma’s father immediately said, “If you would have done things differently, then chances are that you would not have been able to accomplish the destruction of the worldwide organization like you did.  A lot of things had to be in place for it to happen in the right way.  Don’t ever dwell on what could have been.  The reality is that you acted in spite of knowing you were putting yourself and everyone that you love in danger.  On top of that, you are doing what you can to help those that were enslaved by the organization.  You’re a good woman, Karen. Don’t ever doubt that.  Now I think we have a bit of business to take care of.  Your bank has deposited the agreed amount for the purchase of the horses and dogs into my account this morning.  I have already called the transport company to pick them up to deliver them to your estate at the address you have provided.  Now if you will sign this contract for the transport company and this bill of sale then we will have everything in order.”

Karen took the folder that was handed to her and opened it.  She quickly read the contract with the transport company and signed it followed by the Bill of Sale.  When she was done, she handed the folder back to Wilma’s father.  As she did, she asked, “What are you going to do now that you’ve sold your ranch?”

Wilma’s father looked at his daughter then back to Karen and answered, “I have signed a contract with an assisted living complex in Great Falls where I will live now.”

Karen asked, “Do you have friends or family there?”

Wilma’s father quickly answered, “No.  I spent all of my life on the ranch.  Most of my friends have either moved away or died.  I’ll just have to try and make new friends.”

Karen paused in thought for a few moments and then said, “Your daughter is going to be working and living at my estate now. It will be hard for her to get to Montana on a regular basis.  There is an assisted living complex about five miles from our estate.  Why don’t you live there so that she can come see you anytime she wants?  That way you’ll get to spend more time with her.”

He answered her quickly saying, “I’ve already signed a contract with the facility in Great Falls.  I would prefer to live closer to Wilma but I can’t get out of that contract.”

Karen smiled at him and said, “I’ll make the appropriate arrangements with the facility in Great Falls if you want to stay here in L.A.  We can stop by the facility on the way to the estate after the press conference so you can see if that’s what you want to do.  I’m sure you’ll like the facility.  My good friends had their parents stay there when they needed assisted living.  It has everything you could ever want available.  How about it?  Do you want to go take a look?”

Wilma’s father thought for a minute as he looked at his daughter and then back at Karen.  Finally he said, “I’ll take a look but I can’t afford much.  I had to pay the facility in Great Falls all of the proceeds from the sale of my ranch and livestock.  If this place is any more expensive than that, then I won’t be able to afford it.”

Karen patted his hand and said, “We’ll just have to see.  We’ll stop on the way home and let you take a look.  Now I think we have a bunch of reporters that want to see all of us.  Why don’t we get them all out of the way so we can go home?”

Karen stood up and motioned for Pete to come over.  When he joined them, she said simply, “Why don’t we get this media circus out of the way so we can get on with our lives?”

Pete quickly said, “Follow me” and started walking to the door.  Karen turned to follow him as did the freed slaves.  As they left the front entrance of the Harbor Master’s facility, they saw a crowd of over fifty reporters and camera men.  There were professional video cameras from several of the major news organizations there too.  They walked up behind a speaker stand and lined up behind it.  Once they were all in position, Pete stepped up to the microphone and announced, “I know that all of you have been clamoring for this news conference for quite a while.  This will be the only time you will be able to talk to some of the victims of the organization and to the person who is extremely prominent in helping  us take them down.  I’ll let the families speak first and then I’ll let you all have a chance to question Karen Miller, also known as Karen Mitchell.”

The first to be directed to the podium was Dawn’s family.  They were asked how they felt about getting their daughter back.  After answering all of their questions, Amber’s family and then Wilma’s family were both given the opportunity to answer the media’s questions.  Finally, it was time for Karen to step up to the microphone.  Pete called on the reporter that had been with them in the conference room first and she asked, “How did you come to know so much about the Coch Slaver’s Organization?”

Karen simplified her ordeal at the hands of Darrell saying, “I was raped by my Prom Date my senior year of high school.  I was so ashamed, I didn’t tell my parents.  When I turned up pregnant, my parents forced me to marry my rapist.  They didn’t believe me when I told them he raped me.  They actually gave my rapist my college money as a wedding present.  After we were married, I was immediately forced to become a slave in the Coch Organization and was tortured unmercifully until I lost all will to resist.  I soon discovered that the whole thing had been planned by my rapist and his parents to enslave me and bring his son into the organization as a master.  After my wonderful daughter Michelle was born, I was kept in a glorified dog house outside with a dog and my baby.  After my daughter’s second birthday, a couple of men helped me to escape.”

Another reporter was allowed to ask a question, “How come you left your daughter behind when you escaped?  I would think that you would have wanted to take her with you.”

Karen had tears start streaming down her cheeks as she remembered the events of Michelle’s second birthday.  She took a moment to get control of her emotions and finally said, “At her second birthday party, my master sold her to another mistress of the organization who took her away from me.  It was right after that when the two young men helped me escape.  I wanted desperately to take Michelle with me but there just wasn’t any way I could.”

Another reporter asked, “How did you escape?”

Karen quickly answered, “All I will say is that two young college men helped me.  They risked their lives to save me.  I won’t share their names with you because I don’t want them to be put into any more risk than they already are.”

A reporter asked, “How did you come to assume your Karen Miller alias?”

Karen said, “I met the sister of a deceased girl who apparently looked a lot like me.  She helped me to learn everything about the deceased Karen Miller’s previous life so that I could pass as her.  Without that identity, I would not have been able to escape the organization huntsmen.”

A reporter asked, “What do you mean by huntsmen?  Why were you so afraid of them?”

Karen answered somberly, “The Coch Organization had a group of huntsman that placed people all over the world and in many of the law enforcement organizations with the sole mission to hunt down and kill escaped slaves.  I am the only slave in modern times to have successfully escaped and stay alive to eventually bring them all to justice.”

Another reporter asked, “How could you deceive Karen Miller’s parents into thinking that you were her daughter?”

“It was very difficult but I had the help of her sister and the real Karen Miller’s ex fiancé to teach me everything there was to know about her and her family.  Anything that I couldn’t remember was chalked up to amnesia from the accident that Karen had died in.  I could assume her identity because her car plunged into a river and her body was never found.  We concocted a story about being enslaved by a mountain man after the accident.  They accepted the story and accepted me as their daughter.”

The same reporter continued, “Don’t you think that was cruel to impersonate their daughter?”

Karen answered, “No, I don’t.  They regained a daughter they had thought was dead and lived for years, proud of the accomplishments that I achieved, thinking that they were the accomplishments of their daughter.  They both died happy and told me how proud they were of me.  Which would be more cruel, to let them live with a hole in their hearts from having lost their daughter, never knowing what happened to her or to die thinking that their daughter had achieved success beyond anything they could have dreamed of?  I can tell you that the real Karen Miller’s sister knows who I really am and accepts me as her sister, if not in fact, at least in spirit.  She is the one that suggested that I assume her missing sister’s identity.  I will be indebted to her forever for all she has done for me.  I love both Karen Miller’s parents and her sister with all of my heart and have come to think of them as my real parents and sister.”

A reporter shouted out, “How did you decide to help the FBI to take down the organization, knowing how it would expose you?”

 

Karen responded, “I saw my sixteen year old daughter Michelle being freed during a small raid by the FBI.  I knew that if I didn’t act that she would be hunted down and killed by the huntsmen.  I couldn’t stand by and do nothing, knowing what they would do to her.  I had to act to rescue her.”

Pete stepped up to the microphone and said, “We’ll take one more question.”  He pointed to a reporter in the back.

The reporter asked, “What are you going to do now that the organization has been essentially destroyed?”

Karen smiled and said, “I have many things that will keep me very busy.  First I have my daughter Michelle and several of her friends to raise and get through high school.  I am also guardian of my good friends Tom and Nancy Warren’s daughter Sarah.  I have also been taking in several young freed slaves to give them a family that understands what they have been through.  On top of that, a good friend of mine recently passed away and left me as the owner of a resort island in the Pacific.  The place is called Phantazein Island.  I am now responsible for the people that live on that island as well.  So I will be very busy as you can see.”

A reporter blurted out, “Isn’t that the fantasy island that caters to people’s perverted sexual desires?”

Karen answered, “Yes, it is.  It is a place where people can go to live out their sexual fantasies in a safe, guilt free manner.  The residents there live a very open life style and have all come there to work for the island corporation.   Any children born there are allowed to decide to join the staff of the island when they are old enough.  If they decide to leave the island then they are helped to establish a life in the country of their choice.  I plan on turning the island into the kind of resort that will be a destination for naturists around the world.”

A female reporter yelled out, “How old is old enough?”

Karen smiled and answered, “That depends on the individual.  Kids are not encouraged to become sexually active there but it isn’t hidden from them either.  When they think they are ready to become sexually active, they are allowed to choose who they want their first time to be with, and how they want to experience their first time.  There is never any pressure put on them to become sexual.  Many of the youth that leave the Island to pursue their dreams, leave as virgins.  No one is ever forced to participate in any activity on the island.  The laws forbid it and any perpetrator will be brought to justice under island laws.”

A reporter yelled out, “How could you go to a place that is so perverted as Fantasy Island?”

Karen smiled and answered, “When you have been sexually tortured for three years, it becomes ingrained into your every cell.  Your body learns to crave what it has been trained to accept.  Believe me, I tried to turn my back on it all but I found that I just couldn’t.  Without Phantazein Island, I wouldn’t have been able to continue to function as I have.  There are a lot of people in this world who crave to experience things that most people would be shocked at.  Phantazein Island allows them to experience those desires in a risk free environment.  No one will make fun of them or persecute them for living out their fantasies unless they break a law of the island.  Then they are dealt with harshly.”

Pete stepped up to the microphone as several reporters started to yell out questions.  He said, “That concludes the press conference.  Let’s let these fine people get on with their lives.”

Pete and several other FBI agents helped guide everyone back into the Harbor Master’s Building.  Once inside Pete said, “Why don’t you all get ready to go?  I’ll let you know when the press leaves.  A car for each of the families has been brought around to the Harbor exit of the building so you won’t have to deal with the press.”

Karen turned and hugged Pete and said, “Thanks Pete.  I really appreciate all you have done.”

Pete stood there stiffly as Karen hugged him and responded, “It’s us that owe you a debt of thanks.  We couldn’t have done it without you.  Now get home.  I’m sure you’re anxious to get back to your family.”

Karen kissed Pete on the cheek then turned and left with Carl.  They walked arm in arm out the back door.  As soon as they were out she turned to Carl and said, “Will you take the Phantazein Island slaves to the house master?  I want to go with Wilma and her father to the assisted living complex on the way home.  It shouldn’t take more than a few minutes and then I’ll come on home. If that is okay with you master.”

Carl kissed Karen after giving her permission and they separated.  Carl went to the boat where he supervised the loading of Virginia in her cage and onto the back of the pickup truck.  She had her ankles and knees bound together.  She was then forced into a kneeling position where she was sitting on her heels.  Her thighs and calves were then bound together.  She was forced forward and her legs and body were bound together with a long rope.  Finally, her hands were pulled behind her and her wrists were placed at the center of her back. Next, her elbows were pulled together and then bound together with a leather sleeve.  A large dildo was forced into her cunt and a butt plug in her ass.  Finally she was outfitted with a six inch dildo gag that was strapped into her mouth and a leather hood was placed over her head.  The hood blinded her and blocked out all sound.  All she had were a couple of holes for her nostrils to breathe through.  When they were done, they forced her back into the cage she had spent most of her trip to L.A. in.  They put the cover on the cage and then they loaded her onto the back of the pickup.  Carl got into the cab as the Phantazein Island slaves climbed into the back of the truck.  They all sat on the cage in the center of the truck bed.  Carl took off for the long trip across L.A. to their estate.

Meanwhile, Karen went to the SUV provided by the FBI and climbed into the front seat.  Wilma and her father were in the back seat.  They took off immediately and headed for the assisted care facility.  As they were driving, Karen took her cell phone and called ahead to arrange for a tour of the facilities.  As soon as they arrived, Wilma’s father was overwhelmed with what he saw.  The place looked like only the very wealthy could afford it.  He looked at Karen and said, “I’ll never be able to afford this place.  I can tell by looking that I don’t have enough money to cover the costs.”

Karen patted him on the shoulder and said, “Why don’t you and Wilma tour the facilities and I’ll talk to the head administrator about what it will cost?  When you’re done with the tour, we’ll sit down and talk about the cost then.  Don’t make a decision until you hear from the administrator about what it will cost.”

Wilma’s father said, “Okay Karen, but I’m sure that I’ll never be able to afford it.”

About that time the administrator walked up with the head of the nursing department.  The administrator held out his hand to Wilma’s father and shook his hand.  As he did, he said, “I’m Bob Gordon and this is Marilyn.  She is here to give you a tour of the facilities.  When you’re done with the tour then we can talk about whether you want to become a resident with us.”

Marilyn said, “Follow me,” then turned and started walking in the direction of another set of doors. 

As Marilyn walked away, Karen turned to Bob and said, “I’d like to talk with you in private please.”

Bob said, “Let’s go to my office then, Karen.”

They went to an office at the back of the foyer at the entrance.  When he had closed the door, he sat at his desk and Karen sat in a chair in front of the desk.  As soon as he sat down, he said, “Now what can I do for you, Karen?”

Karen smiled and said, “Bob, I know that they can’t afford to stay here but I have a favor to ask of you.  That young woman was kidnapped and enslaved by the Coch Organization for the last six years.  She was ripped away from everything she knew.  She is now free of the organization but her mother has passed away and her father had to sell the ranch because he wasn’t able to keep it up anymore.  I am going to employ Wilma, the client’s daughter at my estate five miles down the road.  He had already arranged to live in a facility in Great Falls, Montana but doesn’t know anyone there.  I want him to live here so that Wilma can come visit him any time she wants.  What I would like of you is that when it comes to cost that you agree to accept the amount that he paid for the facility in Montana.  I will make up the difference but I don’t want him or his daughter to ever know.  They must think that he is able to afford this on his own or he will refuse to accept the help.  Can you do that for me?”

Bob looked at Karen and said, “You know that based on the amount on this paper, that he will only be able to pay about a third of the cost of living here.  You’re ready to pay the difference?”

Karen smiled and said, “You do as I ask and I’ll pay anything that’s left over.”

Bob nodded his head in agreement and then said, “I’ve done this for a couple of others where the children have done quite well for themselves and their parents couldn’t afford to stay here.  I’ll have a contract for him to sign with the agreed upon amount and then I’ll have you sign a contract for the difference.  We’ll take good care of him for you.”

Karen and Bob stood up and shook hands.  They then walked out to the foyer and sat at a table where they signed contracts and Karen signed one for the manager, giving him the number to call Ed when it was time to do the final arrangements.  About fifteen minutes later, Marilyn returned with Wilma and her father.  They had a look of awe on their faces.  As they approached Karen and Bob, Wilma’s father exclaimed, “This is the most amazing place.  I would love to stay here but I just know that it’s too expensive for me.”

Bob responded, “Why don’t you come on over here and we’ll discuss what it will cost to live here?  I’m sure that we can come to an understanding.”

Before they sat down, Karen looked at Wilma and her father and said, “I’m going to have the car take me home and leave you here to get things sorted out.  I’ll send the car back so they can take you back to your hotel.  You have my number if you need anything or have any questions.  I’ll see you once you get everything settled in Montana.  I’ll give you a tour of the facilities at the estate then.”  Karen shook Wilma’s father’s hand and then gave Wilma a hug.  Karen shook Bob’s hand and thanked him for his help.  She then turned and left.

They sat down and began discussing the costs of staying there.  With the information that Karen had given Bob, he was able to keep the costs within what he could afford.  Wilma’s father signed the contract to begin the first of the next month which would give Wilma and her father plenty of time to get everything arranged.  They returned to the car and headed to the estate so that they could meet up with Karen and be shown the kennel and stables.

When Carl and Karen had been arriving at the harbor, Heather had been leaving her English class when a new girl approached her.  She was dressed in a sexy tan camisole blouse.  It was obvious she wasn’t wearing a bra as her nipples were pushing the thin material out.  Heather thought she could see the hint of nipple rings pushing against the material.  The girl was also wearing a modest mini skirt that was about six inches above her knees.  She wore two-inch black heels with an ankle strap. When she approached Heather, she said, “Hi Heather.  I’m Amanda and I’m new here.  Everyone I talk to says you’re the gal with all of the power here at the school.  They say that you can even make the administration do what you want.  I would really love to become your friend and join your group if you would have me.”

Heather looked Amanda up and down and knew that she was definitely beautiful enough to be one of their group.  She decided to investigate further so she said, “Come with me.”

Heather led Amanda back into the room she just left.  She knew that Vince Foster didn’t have a class for the next hour.  As she entered the room, she said, “Mr. Foster, I know that you usually take a break this period.  Would it be okay if I talk to Amanda here while you are on your break?”

Vince had planned on grading some papers during his break but he knew better than to argue with Heather.  He knew that one word from Heather to Sarah and his life would become a pure hell.  He grabbed his papers and said, “I was just going to the teacher’s lounge.  Be my guest.  I’ll be back when the first bell rings.”

As soon as Vince left the room, Heather locked the door behind him and went to his desk and sat in his seat, leaving Amanda standing in front of the desk.  Amanda thought she had come to the right person by the way she had addressed the teacher and how he immediately did what she asked even though it had been apparent that he had planned to grade papers in his room when they walked in.  Heather sat back, folded her arms across her chest, looked Amanda in the eyes and asked, “Why should I let you into my group and what are you willing to do to join us?”

Amanda smiled and said, “I know I’m new here and that you don’t know me from a hole in the ground.  But I am smart and get along well with people.  I keep my ears open and my mouth shut unless it is important.  I’m also a black belt in Tai Kwon Do.  I can protect you and your friends from anyone that might want to attack you.”

Heather raised her eyebrow in interest when she heard that Amanda was trained in Tai Kwon Do.  The members of the Warren Group were being trained with basic martial arts skills by the guards at the estate but she thought it would be great to actually have everyone learn and become adept at one of the martial arts.  Heather stood up and said, “I’ve had some training so let’s go to the back of the room.  I want to see what you can do.”

They both went to the back of the room and faced off to each other.  Amanda stood in a defensive stance and waited for Heather to initiate the match.  For the next five minutes, Heather put everything she had learned to work trying to get through Amanda’s defenses.  Amanda was able to block every move that Heather threw at her with what appeared to be little effort.  When they finally stopped, Heather was winded and sweating while Amanda was standing there as if they hadn’t been sparring at all. 

Heather stood back and said, “You’re definitely good.  How did you come to be trained so well at such a young age?”

Amanda answered, “My Ma…… guardian made me take Tai Kwon Do from the time I was about five so I could protect my little brother and sister.  We didn’t live in a very good neighborhood and he wanted to be sure that I could handle any bullies that tried to bully us.”

Heather caught the slip when Amanda almost said what sounded like Master.  She decided to take things a bit further.  She continued, “To be a member of our group, you have to be willing to go through an initiation that includes doing sexual things that most people would think perverted and sick.  Are you willing to go through something like that?”

Amanda answered saying, “Throw your worst at me and I’ll prove to you that I can pass any initiation you put me through.”

Heather was surprised at how quickly Amanda agreed that she would do anything they demanded.  She decided to test her and just see if she would do as she said.  She ordered, “Strip.”

Amanda didn’t hesitate or argue about stripping, she just started to take her clothes off.  Heather watched as Amanda slipped her skirt down.  She saw that her pubic hair had been shaved and that she had a clit piercing.  She also saw a tattoo that said ‘PUSSYWILLOW’ across her mound.  As Amanda unbuttoned her blouse, Heather saw the star and sun tattoo that she recognized as the mark of the Coch Organization.  She waited until Amanda dropped her blouse to the floor.  She stood there with her pierced nipples sticking out in obvious excitement.  As she stood there naked Heather ordered, “Now get over here and take my pants down and suck me off.  If you do a good job I’ll consider your request.”

Amanda got down on her knees in front of Heather and unsnapped her Capri pants.  She unzipped them and then pulled the pants down to Heather’s feet.  She lifted one of Heather’s feet out of the puddled pants and moved it out.  When she was satisfied she had good access to Heather’s dripping cunt, she immediately leaned in and began licking and sucking on Heather’s outer lips.  She licked with obvious skill and quickly brought Heather to a peak where she was about to cum.  Amanda recognized the signs and backed off enough to hold her at the edge.  She continued to hold Heather at the edge until Heather finally panted out, “God… make me cum already.”

Amanda quickly moved her mouth over Heather’s clit and sucked it into her mouth.  She then proceeded to flick her tongue over it repeatedly while sucking it and chewing it.  After a few seconds Heather finally went over the edge and came hard.  She had to bite her arm to keep from screaming out her pleasure because it was so intense.  Her knees got wobbly and she had to put her hand down on Amanda’s shoulder to keep from collapsing.  Finally she recovered her wits and stepped back.  She pulled her pants up and then returned to the teacher’s desk and sat down. 

Amanda looked at Heather and then down at her clothes.  She hadn’t been told to put them back on so she shrugged her shoulders and walked back up to the desk naked.  She figured correctly that this was a test.  She walked up in front of the desk and then stood there with her hands clasped behind her back and her head bowed like the good slave she had been.

When Amanda stopped in front of the desk Heather said, “I know that you were a slave of the Coch Organization.  I recognize the tattoo on your abdomen.  The good news is that you won’t have to go through an initiation to join our group.  My mistress says that any former slave of the organization has already done more to prove their worth than anyone that hasn’t been a member of that organization.  Now tell me about yourself and your siblings.”

Amanda was surprised that Heather knew about the Coch Organization.  The people in the foster homes and in the group home they were now in didn’t have a clue what the tattoos meant.  She took a deep breath and said, “My brother, sister and I were the slaves of a master who was a huntsman.  He was killed not too long ago when a bunch of them tried to apprehend several escaped slaves.  We’ve been slaves all of our lives.  Our mother was sold a couple of years after she gave birth to the twins.  When that happened, he made me his sex slave and that’s when he started having me trained to help protect them.  I was also made to train them.  If they did anything wrong, not only were they whipped but I was whipped twice the amount that they received.  I was allowed free reign to spank or whip my brother or sister if they did anything wrong.  I actually came to like lording over them.  They have essentially become my slaves and will do whatever I tell them.  Of course, when our Master was killed, the state tried to put us into a couple of foster homes.  Well, we had all been trained so thoroughly that we continued to act that way.  When they would come down for breakfast, we would be there kneeling naked behind our chair waiting for them.  They would work with us for a bit but eventually my brother or sister would try and seduce the man of the house and that resulted in us getting kicked out.  That’s why we are in a group home right now.  They can’t find anyone to take us anymore.  They’re even getting fed up with us too.  The other kids are beginning to act out like we do just to get a reaction from the administrators of the home.  I think they would be happy to be rid of us to tell you the truth. You said you had a mistress.  I thought you were the power here.”

Heather smiled and said, “As much as I wish that were true, I’m just a figure head.  The real power of our group is Sarah Warren, the freshman blonde girl that has a bit of a limp.  She runs this school, the middle school and the president of the school board.  She will be the ultimate deciding authority but I can pretty much assure you that she will bring you into her group.  You will have to pledge your allegiance to her and accept her as your head mistress.  She will allow you to remain the mistress over your brother and sister if you would like.  I have several slaves myself, yet am a slave to her.  If you join our group, you will have to make good grades and do what Sarah wants but in the end, you will be able to go to college on a full ride scholarship in the field of your choice.  After college, you will be able to work for her.  Now why don’t you get dressed?  Meet me at the chemistry lab after the last hour and I’ll introduce you to her and the rest of the group.  I’m sure she will want you to come live with us.  We have several former slaves of the organization here.”

Amanda smiled and said, “Thank you Heather.  I really appreciate everything.  I’ll see you outside of the chemistry room after the last bell.”  Amanda went to the back of the room and quickly put her skirt and blouse back on.  As she did, Heather unlocked the door and left, leaving the door wide open as Amanda was dressing.  Anyone walking by could have seen her getting dressed if they had come by the room at that moment.  Fortunately, everyone was in class.  She finished getting dressed just as the first bell rang.  She walked out of the door just as Vince Foster arrived at the room.  They ran into each other and Amanda fell to the ground from the force of the impact. 

Vince recovered quickly from the sudden collision and looked down at Amanda.  She had fallen back on her ass and her skirt had ridden up above her slit.  The top buttons of her blouse had come undone and exposed her right tit to him as well.  The teacher reached down and offered his hand.  Amanda was still stunned from the sudden collision and hesitated.  Vince emphatically said, “Unless you want my next class to see your pussy and tit, I’d recommend you get up quickly.  They’ll start coming into the room in a few seconds.”

Amanda didn’t want anyone to catch her like this and quickly grabbed Vince’s hand and let him pull her up.  As she stood up, her skirt fell back into place and she quickly buttoned the two buttons that had come undone.  As she was fixing herself up, he whispered to her, “I wish I had time to take care of you properly.  I can tell that Heather left you wanting but you should be going.  I recommend you clean yourself up before you go to the next class or everyone is going to smell your excitement.”

Amanda blushed and, as she pushed by Vince Foster, thanked him.  She rushed past several students that were just arriving for their English class.

A few minutes earlier at the middle school, Luna was in the showers after gym class getting cleaned up.  As she was showering, she noticed a young new girl in her class that was on the far side of the communal shower.  She had a star and sun tattoo on her abdomen like she had seen on Aminda, Michelle and some of the others in their group.  She knew that it meant that she was a slave of that slaver’s organization they had been freed from.  Luna quickly finished showering and rushed to her locker to dry off and get dressed.  As soon as she was dressed, she went around the locker room until she found the girl who was just starting to get dressed.  She walked up to her and held out her hand and said, “Hi.  I’m Luna.  You’re new here aren’t you?”

The girl looked at Luna and then smiled.  She nodded and shyly answered, “Yeah, today is my first day.  You’re the first person to even acknowledge I exist.   My name is Harriet.  I have a twin brother here who’s named Harry.  He’s in the boys’ gym class this hour.”

Luna sat down as Harriet got dressed.  Luna said, “I know that you are a slave from that slaver’s organization in the news.  That must have been both exciting and horrible at the same time from what I understand about them.”

Harriet looked at Luna, worried that her past was going to be held against her.  She looked away from Luna as she finished dressing.  Luna immediately picked up on the change in the girl.  She knew she had to say something.  She reached out and took Harriet by the hand and said, “Hey, don’t worry.  I’m not trying to use that against you or anything.  I belong to a group and several of the members are former slaves of that organization.  I recognized the tattoo you have on your front.  That’s what gave you away. So tell me your story.”

Harriet looked down at the floor and said, “My brother and I have been slaves for our entire lives.  We don’t know any other way.  We were put into a foster home but we kept doing the things the way we were trained to do.  We were caught several times pleasuring each other with our mouths and I think the thing that made them kick us out was when Harry tried to seduce the lady of the house.  We’ve been through several foster homes and are currently living in a group home.  The people in charge of the group home are upset with us because the other kids are starting to act out what they see us doing.  I know they wouldn’t care if we just disappeared.  We do have a sister in high school but she’s as lost as we are.  We just don’t know how to act around normal people.”

Luna looked around the locker room and saw that they were the last ones there.  She looked back at Harriet and said, “You meet me at the north entrance to the school with your brother, Harry.  I’ll introduce you to Mistress Sarah and we’ll see if we can’t work something out.  I’m quite sure that we’ll be able to arrange for you to move in with us.  Sarah’s guardian is an escaped slave of the organization and will take care of everything.  She’s the one that brought the organization down.  I’m just sure that we’ll be able to get you and your brother and sister out of that home before they kick you out of there too.  How does that sound?”

Harriet looked at Luna, smiling as she said, “That would be wonderful.  We just want to be somewhere where we will be accepted and people will understand us.  Thanks, Luna.”

Luna stood up and pulled Harriet up with her.  She hugged Harriet and said, “That’s what fellow slaves do for one another.  They look out for each other.  Now let’s get to class before we’re tardy.”  The two girls left the locker room and separated to go to their individual classes. 

   

At the end of the last class period at the high school, Amanda hurried to the chemistry classroom and found Heather waiting just to the left of the door.  Heather walked toward her when she saw her and then led her to the west entrance to the school.  When they got there, they quickly joined the rest of their group that were waiting by the two black SUV’s that were parked at the curb.  As they approached the group, Heather pointed to Sarah and said, “That’s Sarah.  She’s the head Mistress of the Warren Group and is the one who calls the shots.  She’s just a freshman but she’s smart and she has this innate ability to get people to do what she wants.  She’s the one that controls the school staff and several of the teachers including Mr. Foster.  If we would have had more time, we could have had some fun with him earlier.  Anyway, let me introduce you.”

Heather led Amanda to the group and stopped next to Sarah.  She immediately said, “Hey guys, I want to introduce you to Amanda.  She’s a former slave of the Coch organization.  She would like to join our group.  Sarah, she knows that you are the head mistress of the organization and is cool with that.  She was a slave to a huntsman who was killed in the attack on the estate.  She has a brother and sister that are in the middle school.  Her master made her Mistress over her brother and sister so I think that she should be allowed to join as both a Domme and a sub.  I’ll let you decide who Amanda’s master or mistress will be, Sarah.  I think it would be great if she and the rest of her family could come to live at our estate.  The group home they are staying at is getting upset with the way that they behave as you can imagine.  What do you think Sarah?”

Sarah smiled at Heather and then looked at Amanda with an appraising eye.  She saw the girl look to the ground when she gained eye contact.  Sarah was a few inches shorter than Amanda and stepped to her and used her hand to lift Amanda’s head by the chin until she was looking her in the eye.  Sarah turned the new girl’s head left and right and then back to look in her eyes.  Finally, she said, “If you join our group, you will obey every order I give.  I will be your mistress and you will answer only to me.  You may keep your brother and sister as your slaves and I will hold you accountable for anything they do that causes problems.  You are going to come home with us right now.  We will go get your slaves from the middle school and then take them to our estate.  You don’t have to go back to that group home.  Don’t worry about getting any clothes or anything from the home as we’ll make sure you get what you need. Unless you have some personal items you’d like to keep then there is no reason to ever go back.  I’ll have my guardian and slave doggyslut take care of everything.  She should be back from her honeymoon today.”

Amanda gasped when Sarah said doggyslut.  She said, “You said your guardian is doggyslut… the escaped slave from the organization.  She’s one of the escaped slaves that my Master was trying to find.  She’s my hero.  I dreaded every time Master left to go check out a lead that might let him find her.  I knew immediately when he returned each time that they had failed to find her.  He was always so angry and he would whip all of us unmercifully for the next couple of days.  I can’t wait to see her.”

Sarah said, “Go with Heather.  She will help fill you in on your requirements as both a mistress and a slave.  We need to get going ‘cause we have some others to pick up at the middle school.”

They were all starting to load into the SUVs when Sean rushed out of the school and ran to the cars yelling, “Michelle… Michelle… wait.  I need to talk to you.  It’s very important.”

Sean ran up to the Car a little out of breath and addressed Sarah saying, “I have some very important information I found that I need Michelle to see.  It’s very important and has to do with a task you all gave me and several of the other geeks to do back at the beginning.  Please let Michelle come back to the computer room with me.  I have a couple of the guys there and we need to organize everything and print it all off.  Once we’re done reviewing and confirming everything we’ll come to the estate and fill you in.  I think you’ll be very excited if what I think we found is verified.  Once I review it with Michelle, we’ll come to the house and share with you what I found.  I’ll bring her home as soon as I can.”

Sarah looked to the other SUV and saw that Michelle was climbing out of the car.  She said, “Michelle, go with Sean and help him and the other geeks with their research.  I’ll expect a full report when you get back to the house.  You don’t have to rush.  Take all of the time you need, just call if you’re going to be too late so we don’t worry about you.”

Sean took Michelle’s hand and led her into the school.  The rest of the crew climbed into the SUVs with Sarah, Angie, Lisa, Aminda and the other high school slaves getting into one car while Heather, Amanda and Charlie’s slaves got into the other car.  Sarah’s car headed home while the one with Heather headed to the middle school to pick up Luna and Tara. Amanda rode with Heather in the back of the second SUV and was told about their group. The brief overview included what the rules were and what to expect. 

When the car pulled up to the middle school, they found Luna and Tara there with a girl and boy standing with them.  Luna and Tara immediately headed for the cars when they pulled to the curb.  Harry and Harriet stood there for a few moments until they saw Amanda getting out of the second car.  When Amanda held her arms out to them, they rushed to her and hugged her.  She told them that they had found a new home to live where they could be themselves and then got into the car.

Carl arrived at the Warren estate and they unloaded everything into the front foyer.  After they had everything unloaded, they finally brought the covered cage with Virginia in it.  Carl picked up two large suitcases and ordered the young man from the island to grab the other two and follow him.  Before he left, he turned to the three sisters and ordered, “Virginia has been in the cage for the majority of the last couple of days.  As much as she deserves that, she does need to stretch and get her circulation going.  Take her out and let her stretch her legs.  Take everything off of her except the wrist and ankle cuffs.  Her hands are to be cuffed behind her back and her ankles cuffed together.  I’m going to go put all of this stuff up and then I’ll be back to get you all something to eat.”  Carl turned and left with the male slave following him carrying what remained of Carl and Karen’s luggage.

A few minutes later, the car carrying the girls from the high school arrived.  The newer girls were the first in the house and when they entered they saw their new visitors and looked at them questioningly but continued into the house.  The last to enter the house was Angie followed by Sarah and then Aminda with Lisa behind her.

As soon as Angie entered the foyer, she saw Virginia standing there and froze in fear.  She screamed and started shaking uncontrollably.  She was so scared that she lost control and began to piss, urine streaming down her legs and puddling on the floor.  When she quit screaming, Virginia smiled with an evil sneer and said menacingly, “I miss you too pain toy.  I’m so glad you remember me.”

Sarah had entered just behind Angie and had stepped to her right when she stopped.  She just stared in amazement at Angie’s reaction to the strangers in her house.  Aminda who was right behind Sarah immediately assessed the situation and in fact recognized Virginia as the student who had been Angie’s student mistress their first year at Clearview.  She also saw that her wrists and ankles were cuffed so she immediately made the correct deduction that she was not there as a mistress or that the organization had taken over their property.  As soon as she heard Virginia taunting Angie, she quickly stepped around her friend and without warning she hit Virginia in the solar plexus, knocking the air out of her lungs.  Virginia collapsed to the floor on her knees gasping for air.

Sarah finally shook out of her confusion at what was happening and ordered, “Would someone like to explain what is going on here?”

Aminda looked to Angie who was still shaking in fear and realized that she wasn’t alert enough at the moment to say anything so she turned to Sarah and said, “Mistress, this piece of shit was a senior at Clearview our first year there.  She was Angie’s student Mistress and took great pleasure in torturing her unmercifully.  She was the one that hung Angie in the Maze by her tits as well as for the stations in the maze involving horses, dead and alive.  It was also her idea to have us belly ride the horses at one of the stages of the maze too.  I don’t know what she did to Angie when she tortured her but Angie always took a couple of days to fully recover from each session.”

About then, the car carrying Heather and the rest arrived.  Heather walked into the house followed by the others with Amanda bringing up the rear.  Virginia was just standing up when Amanda entered.  The first thing Amanda noticed was that there was a crowd in the foyer.  When she got a little closer, she saw Virginia.  She recognized her from when her father had sold her mother.  She was eleven years older than then but she could tell it was the same girl that had accompanied the master that had bought her mother.  She remembered Virginia coming up to her as their parents were finalizing the sale.  She told her how she was going to use her mother to learn how to properly torture a slave and bring them near death without killing them.  Virginia bragged to her how she was going to make her mother beg for her to kill her.  She was her father’s birthday gift to her. She had missed her mother terribly and had nightmares of Virginia doing terrible things to her mother for a couple of years after she had been taken away, but she eventually came to terms with it. But now seeing Virginia there brought that black hole in her heart to the forefront.  Without thinking, she rushed to Virginia, pushing everyone aside as she did.  She tackled Virginia, knocking her to the ground.  She grabbed her by the shoulders and began to shake her up and down, hitting the former mistress’ head on the floor repeatedly as she demanded, “You took my mother.  Where is she?  What have you done with my mother?  Answer me.  What happened to my mother?”

Aminda was the closest and pulled Amanda off of Virginia.  Sarah looked back and forth between Virginia, Angie and Amanda.  She began to wonder who Virginia was and why she was in her house.  She saw that Harry and Harriet were both looking confused at their sister’s reaction.  Finally, she focused on Amanda and asked, “Okay, what’s your story with this bitch, Amanda?”

Amanda was breathing hard in anger and hatred as she stared at Virginia.  Finally, she said through gritted teeth, “Our master sold our mother to this bitch’s father right after the twins were born.  She knows where my mother is.  She taunted me and told me she was going to torture my mother until she begged to die.  I demand she tell me this instant what happened to her.”

Sarah said, “That was eleven years ago Amanda.  From the looks of her, she couldn’t have been more than ten years old at the time.  How can you be sure she’s the girl that was with the man that bought your mother?”

Amanda closed her eyes to get her breath and calm down.  Finally, she opened her eyes and said, “Because that moment when my mother was taken away from me by this bitch and her father was burned into my memory.  It was the most traumatic event in my life.  That was the last time I saw my mother alive and after what that bitch told me what she was going to do to my mother, well that memory is always associated with this bitch and her father.  I can see the event now, just as if it occurred a minute ago.  She’s the right one, there’s no doubt in my mind about that.”

Sarah nodded once in understanding, then turned to Virginia and ordered, “Why don’t you tell us what happened to Amanda’s mother and then tell me what the hell you’re doing in my house?”

Carl entered the foyer at that moment and said, “She’s a former mistress of the organization and is a slave of Phantazein Island.  We brought her here for Pony girl training along with the other girls that were waiting here with her.  Her father was killed for crimes committed against citizens of the island and she was given the choice of instant death on the island, going on trial in Montana for murder, or becoming a slave.  She chose the latter and was punished for her crimes there by the slave she kidnapped and tortured.  That is how Phantazein law deals with criminals.  They are punished in the same manner as the people they torture or hurt.  So what was all the screaming about?”

Sarah looked at Angie who was finally gathering her wits about her as she realized that her former tormenter was cuffed and wasn’t there to torture her again.  She looked back at Carl and said, “It seems that she has other crimes to account for.  She was Angie’s senior mistress at Clearview and tortured her unmercifully there, according to Aminda.  Amanda is convinced that she is also the daughter of the master that her mother was sold to a couple of years after her twin brother and sister were born.”  Sarah looked back at Virginia and then ordered, “You’re going to be punished for what you did to Angie and if you don’t want me to double your punishment, you better tell Amanda what happened to her mother.”

Virginia looked at Amanda then Sarah and then back to Amanda.  It was obvious she was trying to figure out who they were talking about.  She had a look of a combination of confusion and frustration as she couldn’t think of anything. Then she remembered that someone had said it was thirteen years ago and she remembered.  Her face changed back to a more confident demeanor as she answered, “When I was ten, my mother got sick and died of pneumonia.  My father bought your mother to be my nanny slave until I was old enough to get by without one.  I don’t know what happened to her.  She was there when I went to Clearview for my Junior Year but when I went home for Christmas break, she was gone.  Dad never did tell me what happened to her and I never asked.  I knew she was a slave and by then I was being groomed to be a mistress.  What happened to a slave just didn’t matter to me.  If I know my father, when he tired of a slave and had no further use for them he threw them to the dogs.  When slaves were thrown to the dogs, they would fuck the slave until they were sated and then attack the slave and eat her.”

Sarah nodded her head in understanding and then proclaimed, “It seems that as a Phantazein Island slave that you are to be punished in the same manner as you tortured your victims.  Since it was your father who killed Amanda’s mother and not you, I won’t hold you responsible.  You will however be held accountable for your torture of Angie while you were at Clearview.  Angie………”

Virginia interrupted and declared, “You can’t do that.  I’m not your slave.  I belong to that bitch Karen Mitchell.  Only my mistress can determine if I’m to be punished or not.”

Sarah started laughing at her and after a few moments she advanced on Virginia and looked into her eyes, nose to nose.  With a confidence Virginia had never seen in someone so young, she said, “You stupid, insignificant piece of shit.  Your owner is my slave.  I can do any damn thing I want to you because I own you.  If I say jump, you jump.  If I tell you to shit in your hand and eat it, you shit in your hand and eat it.  I will not tolerate your attitude in this house.  You are a slave of a slave.  Everyone in this house is your mistress and you will do as they say or I’ll make your life a living hell.  Now Angie, tell me what this bitch did to you that caused you to be so terrified just now.”

Angie had finally gathered her wits as she started to realize that her former nemesis couldn’t do anything to her.  She looked at Aminda and then Lisa who had both moved next to her and were standing on either side of her, holding her and comforting her.  With that kind of support, she finally looked at Sarah and said, “She would make me kneel and bend backwards.  She would force my ankles under my arm pits and then cuff my arms, wrist to elbow behind my back.  She would hang me by my tits and ass.  She would fill my tits and pussy with push pins and then whip them off.  She made it really bad by wrapping wire around the pins and the whip was electrified so that it shocked me every time it hit.  Sometimes it would take her hours to whip my tits and cunt until there weren’t any pins in them anymore.”

Sarah responded, “Would you like the opportunity to do that to her right now with a little help from Amanda?”

Angie nodded her head and quietly said “Yes” without ever taking her eyes off Virginia.

Sarah yelled out, “Suk, get your ass in here.”

A minute later Suk came running out to the foyer.  She was wearing a chef’s jacket and it was obvious she had been preparing supper when she was called.  She stopped a couple of feet from Sarah and knelt there with bowed head and said, “What can I do for you mistress?”

Virginia was stunned when Suk first entered the room.  At first, all she saw was an ugly, scarred creature but she quickly recognized under all of the scars that this was in fact the head disciplinarian at Clearview, Mistress Brittany.  As Suk was asking what she could do for Sarah, the anger was quickly overwhelming Virginia’s reason and circumstances.  Finally, it was just too much for the young women and as she tried to kick out at her former mentor, she yelled, “You fucking traitor Brittany.  You’re responsible for all of this.  If……aaaaaiiiiieeeee”

Virginia’s kick towards Suk was stopped by her ankle cuffs and chain.  If she hadn’t been chained, she would have connected with Suk’s head with a kick powerful enough to snap her neck.  However, under the current circumstances, all it did was pull her left foot out from under her and throw her off balance, causing her to fall hard onto her back.  She landed on her back with a loud ‘hummphhh’ as the air was knocked out of her.  That was enough to set Angie and the others to giggling like the school girls they were.

As Virginia was trying to figure out what happened, Sarah said, “Suk, this pitiful excuse of a creature is responsible for some quite severe tortures of my bitchpups while they were at Clearview.  Will you take Angie to Brittany’s equipment and help her get all of the items she needs to do the same to Virginia here?”

Before Suk could answer, Virginia said with vehemence, “How could you betray us Brittany?”

Suk looked over at Virginia and said, “The organization killed Brittany because the FBI arrested her.  I’m Suk and my life was saved by Mistress Karen and Mistress Sarah.  They took me in and helped me heal and become the wonderful master chef that I am today.  If my mistress wants you to be punished for your crimes then that is her prerogative.”  She turned her attention back to Sarah and Angie and finished by saying, “I should have everything she used on you at school, Mistress Angie.  They were in the electrical cabinet so find the box of electrical dildos and clamps and you should find what you need.  You will likely have to change the batteries on the whip though.  It hasn’t been used for quite a while.  Now if it pleases my mistress, I would like to get back to preparing dinner.”

Sarah petted suk on the head like a pet and said, “That’s fine suk.  I do love the meals you prepare for us.  You go on and finish getting dinner ready.  We know where to look now.”

Suk stood up and before turning to go back to the kitchen; she looked Virginia in the eye and said sternly, “I told you a long time ago that if the tables were ever reversed, you would receive no mercy from the slaves.  You laughed then because you didn’t believe it could happen.  Now you are going to pay the price of your hubris and your cruelty.  That day of reckoning that I warned you about is here.  You need to accept the fact that you are their slave now and it will go easier on you.”  Suk turned on her heals and hurried back to her kitchen. 

Sarah quickly focused her attention on Aminda and said, “Why don’t you take Angie and Lisa to the cabin where all of Brittany’s old equipment is stored and get what Angie needs to punish Virginia?  I’ll have Amanda begin to prepare her for her punishment while you are gone.”

Aminda grabbed Angie’s hand and then Lisa’s.  She said, “As you wish Mistress Sarah.”  She then led the two girls out of the foyer and headed to the back door. 

Sarah looked at Amanda and asked, “Are you familiar with bondage Amanda?  If you are, I’d like you to hang Virginia so that her tits and cunt are accessible.”

Amanda smiled and answered, “Yes Mistress Sarah.  My former master always had me tie up Harry and Harriet for his pleasure.  I’d be happy to hang this bitch by her tits.  I think you’ll be happy with the results when I get done with her.”

Sarah looked at the three Mary’s, the blonde sisters that Karen had brought from the island and said, “Bring this worthless pile of shit into the family room so we can get her ready.  C’mon Carl, let’s go sit down and enjoy the show.”  As they walked over to her chair, Sarah called Sam and asked him to send a couple of his cameramen to the house to film the action.

Heather led Amanda over to the cabinet behind the bar in the family room and opened a cabinet.  She pulled out a 100 foot section of white nylon quarter inch rope.  They also found a three foot curved bar with two inch eyebolts screwed into each end.  In the center was a metal phallus that was two inches in diameter and eight inches long.  The final thing they picked up was a metal cross with an adjustable eyebolt to hook into so it could be attached to the hook on the ceiling rope.  It was four feet across the short arm and six feet on the long arm.  The short crossbar was about a foot and a half from one end of the long bar.  They closed the cabinet and returned to the family room where things were set up for them to perform for Sarah. 

The three Mary’s were standing in the center of the room with a very subdued Virginia standing in front of them.  As they approached, Amanda ordered sternly, “Kneel Bitch.”

About that time, there was a knock on the door followed by Sam and one of his employees coming in to film the proceedings.  They quickly got set up and in position to capture Virginia’s torture.  When they were in place, Amanda looked at Virginia who was still standing there in front of the three Mary’s.  Amanda ordered loudly and with more force than before, “I said KNEEL BITCH.”

Virginia didn’t react at first, but when Mary pushed down on her shoulders she went down to her knees.  Amanda stopped a couple of feet in front of Virginia and took a moment to assess the situation.  She had heard what kinds of things they had said Virginia had done to Angie so she needed to bind her in a manner that would maximize exposure of the former mistress’ tits and cunt.  She thought of bondage position after position and discarded them because they all limited access to either her tits or cunt.  Finally, she remembered a position that her master had put her in a little over a year ago.  She remembered how she ached for weeks afterwards just from the way she was bound.  She decided that was the perfect position as it would give full access for the whip to strike any of the most sensitive targets Virginia had.  Finally she looked down at Virginia and ordered, “On your back bitch.  Put your arms straight out in front of you.”

Virginia started moving slowly into position but Mary was there to move her along.  As soon as the former mistress was on her back and in position, Amanda took Virginia’s legs and pulled them up and back.  She kept pulling on Virginia’s legs until she was doubled over.  Amanda took Virginia’s arms and with Heather’s help they bent her arms around her legs and then pulled her arms behind her as far as they could.  Virginia was by now exclaiming, “Oh god, it hurts.  Please stop.  You’re going to dislocate my hips.  Stop… please stop.”

Amanda quickly tied Virginia’s right wrist cuff to the rope and then looped the rope around her left upper arm and pulled it as tight as she could, then she did the same with her left wrist cuff, tying it to her right upper arm.  This forced Virginia’s legs to actually lay parallel along her sides, going under her arm pits.  Her pelvis was tilted up with her cunt pointing straight up and her ass hole aligned with her body.  Amanda took a few minutes to wrap Virginia’s forearms with rope to make it difficult to move. 

When Amanda had the entire length of Virginia’s arms wrapped in rope, she brought the rope over her shoulder and then began to wrap it around her tits tightly a couple of times.  She had Heather lower the hook from the pulley that was right above them.  She kept the hook about five feet above Virginia and then took the remaining rope from her arms, brought it over her right shoulder and began to wrap it around her victim’s right tit.  She wrapped the rope around the base of Virginia’s tit three more times and ensured that the rope was pulled as tight as she could get it.  By the time Amanda was done, Virginia’s tit was distended into a hardened blue ball.  When she was satisfied with the binding on Virginia’s right tit, she ran the rope under her right arm pit and pulled it under her and then pulled it out from under the crook of her left shoulder and neck.  She then took the rope up to the hook on the left end of the crossbar.  She did a single loop around the hook and then brought the rope over to the right hook on the four foot cross bar and wrapped the rope a single time around it.  She pulled the rope down across the crook of Virginia’s right shoulder and neck and across her shoulders under her left arm pit and to her left tit.  She proceeded to wrap Virginia’s left tit the same way she had her right one.

Amanda took the curved bar with the metal phallus and inserted the phallus into Virginia’s asshole.  She hadn’t put any lubrication on the phallus so that it took a lot of effort to push the metal dildo into her ass. As it went in, it caused a lot of pain.  From the screams and begging coming from Virginia, it was apparent that she was either an anal virgin or had only been fucked there once or twice.  Once the curved bar was fully seated in her ass, Amanda took the remaining rope from the blonde girl’s left tit and pulled it over her left shoulder and then under her back and hooked it to the right hook on the curved bar.  She pulled the rope as tight as she could and then ran the rope under Virginia’s butt cheeks and wrapped the rope around the hook on the left end of the bar.  She tied the rope to the hook and then took the rope up to the hook at the end of the long arm of the cross hanging above them.  She wrapped the rope around the hook at the end of the long arm and then pulled the rope down to the left hook on the curved cross bar. She wrapped the rope around it a couple of times and then back up to the hook at the end of the long arm of the hanging cross.  She proceeded to use up the rest of the rope by running the rope up to the hanging cross, back down under Virginia and up the opposite side and back until the rope was used up. 

When Amanda stepped back from Virginia, she was satisfied with her handiwork.  She nodded to Heather who began to pull the rope to the pulley and lifted Virginia up until she was hanging about three feet off the floor.

Sarah was now sitting in her normal chair and was sipping on a Coke as she watched Amanda bind Virginia.  She was pleasantly surprised at how efficient the new girl was.  When she was finished binding their new slave and had lifted her up into position, Virginia’s tits and cunt were wide open to be played with, or in this case tortured.  All of the other slaves gathered around the room, taking up kneeling positions to watch what was about to happen. 

About five minutes later, Aminda, Angie and Lisa entered the room.  Angie and Lisa were carrying a box between them.  Angie had a big smile on her face when she saw how Virginia was bound and hanging for her.  She hurried over to the bar and set the box down.  She reached in and pulled out a Violet Wand.  She also took out a long extension cord and plugged it in.  She took the wand to Amanda and handed it to her saying, “This bitch loved to use this on me.  Why don’t you have a go at her while I get things ready for her?”

Amanda smiled evilly and went over to Virginia and held it over her face.  She reached over with her free hand and began flicking her nipples as she taunted her victim, the former mistress that took away her mother, “See what I have for you, ginni?  I decided that you don’t deserve the right to be called by your real name anymore and I like the sound of ginni.  It makes you sound like a little girl.  I promise that you’ll be crying like one by the time I’m finished with you.  I’m sure you’re familiar with this device.  I don’t have that much time so we’ll just dispense with the lower settings and begin with 75%.  This should warm you up for what comes next.”

Amanda flipped a switch on the wand and twisted the control knob to 75% then she started dragging it over ginni’s tits.  The wand caused ginni’s underlying muscles to twitch and vibrate. Because it was set so high, the wand sent shards of pain through her tit.  Ginni was trying to keep from screaming and was actually biting her lower lip because she was concentrating hard to keep from screaming.  Angie quickly moved the wand around her body and down to her cunt.  Ginni moaned a bit but kept from screaming.  Angie picked the wand up, turned the knob to its 100% setting and then started over.  This time the pain was too much and ginni started screaming as her underlying muscles cramped and the electrical current sent needles of pain radiating out from where the wand was touching. 

As Amanda drug the wand over ginni’s body, she kept an eye on Angie, Aminda and Lisa.  They finished taking things out of the box when she was half way through her second pass over ginni’s tits.  She turned the wand off and gave a couple of hard pats on ginni’s wide open cunt and said, “I wonder how this thing would feel in here?”

Virginia shook her head saying “NO…no…no…no!”

Amanda took the violet wand and started pressing the two and a half inch ball at the end into Virginia’s cunt.  Once the end was in her cunt, Amanda pushed the control button and turned the current on.  Virginia screamed in pain as the muscles in her cunt contracted and shards of electrical pain shot through her abdomen.  She screamed even louder as Amanda started to fuck her with the wand turned to its maximum setting. 

Finally after a few more minutes, Angie came over and stood beside Virginia’s head.  She leaned down and while she grabbed and pinched the former mistress’ right tit, she whispered in her right ear, “I do hope you are enjoying yourself.  Now that Amanda has gotten you warmed up, it’s time for the main course.” She leaned in and looked her in the eye as she said tauntingly, “You do remember your favorite past time don’t you?  You loved it so much I decided that it would be a nice little remembrance gift.  I’ll be right back.”

Angie returned to the table and, with Aminda and Lisa’s help, brought over the supplies for waxing Virginia’s cunt.  Amanda pulled the violet wand out of Virginia’s cunt while Angie took the brush and began to paint her victim’s pubic zone with hot wax.  Virginia screamed in pain as the hot wax hit her most sensitive parts.  When the wax was applied, Angie placed the covering over the wax and then turned and leaned down to Virginia and said, “While we let that dry, we’ll get you ready for your real punishment.” 

The three bitchpups went back to the equipment table and put the waxing equipment down.  Aminda picked up a box of metal push pins and Lisa picked up a spool of very fine metal wire.  Angie picked up the electrified whip and took the battery compartment cover off.  She replaced the batteries and then turned the whip on to ensure the power light came on.  Once she confirmed that it was working, she admired how the whip was made.  The tail of the whip was braided nylon and metal threads.  The whip was designed to mark like any other whip and create pain that way but the metal threads carried a current and when they connected with anything metal, it would send a jolt through the metal.  It had been made from a modified cattle prod so the jolt of electricity was powerful as well as painful.

The three bitchpups moved to Virginia’s side. Angie held the whip up in front of her former nemesis and said, “I’m sure you recognize this whip.  You used it enough on me.  We’re going to have a little fun with you now.  But first we have to get you ready.”

Angie laid the whip on Virginia’s stomach and took a pin out of the box of push pins that Aminda was holding.  She turned to Lisa and watched as her friend tied the fine metal wire onto the point of the pin.  She turned to her former mistress and began to pinch her distended nipple to get it as big as she could.  She took the pin and, while holding Virginia’s left nipple with her left hand, she slowly pushed the pin into her nipple with her right.  Virginia screamed in pain as she did.  She took another pin and did the same with her victim’s other tit.  After she pushed the pin in, Lisa wrapped the wire around it.  After that, Angie began to work down each tit, pushing pin after pin into her tit.  Lisa wrapped the wire around each one as she did.  Virginia screamed and moaned with each and every pin.  Angie was taking great satisfaction in her former mistress’ suffering. 

When they had Virginia’s tits completely covered with pins, Angie moved down to her cunt.  The first thing she did was grab hold of the edge of now hardened wax and once she had a good hold of it she looked at Virginia, who had lifted her head to see what Angie was doing, and taunted her saying, “As you always said ginni, no good slave should allow her cunt to get covered with a forest.”  With that, she yanked the wax off of Virginia’s pubic area, taking all of her pubic hair with it.  Virginia screamed from the pain of all of her hair being pulled out by the roots.  Angie tossed the used wax over to the trash and then she returned to Virginia. 

Angie pinched and manipulated Virginia’s clit, getting it as hard as possible.  When she was satisfied it was as hard as possible, she took a push pin and pushed it into the end of the now distended clit.  Virginia screamed even louder that she had before as the hard metal pin was pushed into her most sensitive flesh.  Once that was done, Angie began to push pin after pin into Virginia’s cunt lips.  Because of the way Virginia was bound, her cunt was spread wide open and both the inner and outer lips were exposed, including her cunt hole.  Angie took great pleasure in pushing the pins in until her entire cunt was covered in pins.  Lisa, of course, wrapped the wire around each and every pin pushed into the poor girl’s clit and cunt.

Angie went back to the table and grabbed six ten inch skewers that had a sharp point.  She returned to Virginia and then handed all but one of the skewers to Aminda.  She took the one she kept and put the point against Virginia’s fleshy cuntal mount, just above and to the right of the area she had just filled with pins.  She pushed the skewer diagonally underneath the pins so that the point came out in the middle of her right cunt lip. Then she pushed it down into her left labia and out the lower left side of her cunt mound.  Virginia screamed and screamed from the pain of the skewer pushing through her most sensitive region on her body.  Angie repeated the process in the opposite direction, skewering Virginia diagonally through her mound from left to right.  When both skewers had been inserted into Virginia’s tender flesh, Angie wrapped the wire around both ends of each skewer. 

Angie took another skewer and put it at the base of Virginia’s right tit on the upper right, just below the ropes.  She pushed the skewer slowly through her victim’s tit, wiggling it as she pushed it through.  Virginia screamed again as the skewer penetrated the flesh of her tits.  Angie repeated the process with another skewer, starting from the upper left of Virginia’s tit, pushing it diagonally from left to right forming an X.  When she was done pushing the skewer in that tit, she moved to the other side to work on her left tit.  As she was pushing the skewers into Virginia’s left tit, Lisa was wrapping the wire around both ends of each of the skewers in her right one.

Finally Angie had finished putting the pins and skewers in Virginia’s tits and cunt and wiring them all together.  She picked up the electrical whip that was on Virginia’s stomach and brought it to the former mistress’ lips.  She ordered, “Kiss the whip and beg me to whip the pins off of you like you made me do.”

Virginia turned her head away and refused.  Angie took a hold of the pin in her clit and started jiggling it around.  Virginia screamed in pain.  When that didn’t work, she laid the whip across Virginia’s tits and turned the switch to the on position.  The electrical current sent an electrical shock through the wire connecting the pins and skewers.  Virginia screamed and screamed then passed out. 

Aminda rushed over to the table and grabbed an ammonia capsule.  She returned and handed it to Angie.  Angie broke the capsule under Virginia’s nose.  She jerked her head back away from the smell and begged, “Please stop.  I’m sorry.”

Angie shook her head as she said, “How many times did I beg you to stop?  But you never did.  You took great pleasure in causing me pain and never even considered stopping.  While I don’t take much pleasure out of doing this, it does give me great satisfaction that you are now getting to feel just what you put me and I’m sure other slaves through.  It isn’t any fun.  Now kiss the whip and beg me to whip the pins off of you.  I can tell you from experience that the quick, sharp bite and shock of the whip is a lot easier to tolerate than letting the shock of the whip just go through you for a long time like I just did.  It’s up to you but I’ll continue to move the pins and skewers around and then letting the whip shock you until you pass out over and over until you beg like you made me do.”

Angie held the whip up to Virginia’s lips and waited.  Virginia was conflicted.  She didn’t want to give in to a slave but she didn’t want to be tortured and shocked like she had just been either.  It wasn’t like the two choices she had were that much different.  She had to choose between long excruciating pain that was unbearable or sharp moments of pain that were more tolerable but that still caused severe pain.  Finally she decided and lifted her head up the last couple of inches and kissed the whip.  She lowered her head back to the table and asked, “Please whip the pins off.”

Angie pushed the on button again and let it shock Virginia until she passed out.  When they had brought her back to consciousness Angie said, “I told you to beg me to whip the pins off, not ask me to do it.  Now Beg.”

After suffering through her second round of shocking, Virginia was ready for anything but more of that.  She looked Angie in the eyes and begged, “Please… please… please whip the pins off.  I can’t stand another shock like that. Please I beg you.”  She started crying as she continued desperately begging, “Please I beg of you.  Please whip my tits and cunt until the pins are gone… PLEASE!”

Angie was happy to have Virginia begging like she was but she didn’t want to give her the satisfaction of knowing that she thought she was begging extremely well.  She put on an act and sighed, then said, “I guess that will do.  I shouldn’t accept such a pitiful plea for mercy like that but then I’m not a cruel mistress like you were.  I’ll show you mercy and whip all of your pins off now.”

At that time, Karen came walking into the room and looked in shock at what was going on.  Angie saw her come in and waited before she started whipping Virginia.  Karen was confused for a moment and then looked over to Sarah and saw her and Carl sitting there watching what was happening.  She immediately went over, knelt in front of Sarah, and asked, “Mistress, why are you punishing my slave?”

Sarah looked at Karen with some confusion.  She thought that Carl had said that Virginia was a slave of Phantazein Island so she said, “According to your master, this cretin is a slave of Phantazein Island.  Why did you call her your slave?”

Karen had hoped to be able to have this conversation under better conditions but obviously, something had happened while she was gone. She looked at Sarah and told her the story of everything that happened while on her honeymoon.  Once she had told her everything she concluded by saying, “Mistress, I am now the owner and President of Phantazein Island.  This slave and the others belong to the island and are slaves to the island so they are my slaves.  Since you are my mistress, of course the island ultimately belongs to you.  If we do things right, we can make it a wonderful naturist resort that can bring income into your trust fund and your new group.  Of course, I can’t be there all of the time so we’ll have to find someone to be my CEO of the corporate side of things and run things for me until you are out of high school so I can be here for you and the others.  These slaves I brought back with us are to be trained by Aminda and Michelle to be pony girls.  Also, Master Carl and I decided to adopt a young girl that was a former slave of the organization.  I don’t want her to be raised as a slave unless that is what she decides to do.  We will raise her as normally as we can in this environment and let her decide.  She will of course be yours and Michelle’s sister now.”

Sarah was amazed at what Karen told her.  She started thinking about all of the things that they had been talking about with the videoing of the things going on at the estate with the group.  Having an island full of people willing to do those things would give them the ability to really make a lot of movies with different casts.  With it being an independent country, she decided that would give them a way to circumvent the U.S. laws and have a place to set up their server farm for their web site.  She also thought about what Karen had said about needing a CEO.  She immediately thought of Sam Davenport.  He was used to running his production company. He could go there and set up the studios and everything that they would need to film the sex videos.

Finally Sarah came to a decision and said, “Thank you slave, for explaining things to me.  I was wondering why all of these new slaves were here.  Now the first question I have is whether or not we can put our server for our website on the island?”

Carl immediately spoke up and answered, “I’ve already thought of that Sarah.  They have a satellite communication system that can handle anything we can come up with.  It brings in about 50 Million a year in income as well.  I’ve already ordered the servers and other equipment that we need to set up our website and to host a bunch more so that we can earn income that way as well.  They have a very good super computer system set up on the island that hasn’t even begun to use its capacity.  We’ll be able to do everything we want and a lot more.”

Sarah was impressed that Carl had already started acting on setting things up for their website.  She hadn’t expected that to happen until after he returned from the honeymoon.  She said with gratification, “Thanks for taking the initiative to do that Carl.  How long will it take to get it all set up and functional?  We have quite a bit of stuff we can put on the site now.”

Carl answered, “It will take about six to eight weeks for the equipment to arrive.  It’ll probably take me a month or two to install all of the equipment.  The part that will take the longest is for me to adapt my unique computer language to do what we want.  That will take about six months.”

Sarah thought about that then turned to Sam Davenport and asked, “Sam, how long would it take for you to organize a studio from scratch on the island?  I think that you would be a logical choice to be our CEO there. It would also give you a location and full staff of men and women to produce sex movies of all types.  What do you think?”

Sam lowered his camera and turned to Sarah and said, “I’m not sure.  I mean, our lifestyle is kind of out of the norm.  How many people would tolerate a family in charge that has sex with their daughter and believes that anything sexual is acceptable as long as all parties are consenting, including children?”

Karen immediately spoke up and said, “Dan, the island culture allows children to decide when they become sexually active.  Sex there is done openly and is a part of the culture.  Pretty much anything goes and just like you, they believe that as long as the parties consent, then there is nothing wrong with it.”

Dan’s eyes widened and said, “That sounds like heaven to me.  I know Nelly would love it. I’ll have to ask her to be sure, but what about Luna?”

Sarah answered that one quickly, “She’s one of my slaves now so she will stay here with us.  You would of course be able to come visit her and we would make sure she gets to the island during major holidays so she can be with you.  As far as Nellie is concerned, aren’t you the master and she the slave?  She should do what you want as her master.”

Dan nodded his head and said, “You’re right.  If this is going to be a permanent assignment, I’ll have to sell the house and make arrangements for someone to run my production company here.”

Sarah looked at Karen and, after Karen nodded her agreement, said, “It’s done then.  You are now the CEO of Phantazein Island Resort and Movie Studio.  Your salary will be the same as we discussed before as a percentage of your sales.  Just let Karen know what you need and she’ll make it happen.”

Karen spoke up and said, “Right now, the butler there, Alfred, is running things.  I’ll call him and let him know what we’ve decided.  Once you get there he’ll educate you on the laws and rules of the island.  By the way, welcome to the family.  I’ve never told you but I’ve always enjoyed your movies.  They are always cutting edge and well done.  I look forward to working with you.  As a base income, I’m prepared to pay $100,000.00 a year initially.  Room and board are provided to all residents of the island so that won’t be an issue for you.”

Dan was surprised that room and board was provided but he smiled and said, “That sounds wonderful.  Nellie and I have always thought about going on vacation to the island after Luna finished school.  This is going to be even better.  Now are we going to finish this movie?  It’s going to be a wonderful film when we get done.”

Sarah turned to Karen and said, “Yes we are Dan, in a minute.”  She turned to Karen and said, “The reason ginni here is being punished is that it seems that she was Angie’s senior mistress at Clearview her first year and put her through hell.  Carl said that on Phantazein Island, punishment is determined by what the crime was so I’m allowing Angie to get some justice in the same way that she was tortured.  She won’t be permanently harmed.  Now shall we continue?”

Karen nodded and turned around, kneeling in front of Sarah and to her right, facing Virginia.  As soon as she turned around, Angie looked into Virginia’s pain filled eyes and said, “Now comes the fun part.”

Angie stepped back and swung the whip, causing it to land right above her right nipple.  The electrified whip caused a white blinding pain from the impact but the insidious part of the torture was that the electrified wires completed the circuit when they hit the wire around the pins and sent a shock into her body everywhere a pin or skewer was inserted.  Virginia screamed in agony.  The pain was short lived but as it was fading, the whip landed again on her other tit.  She screamed again and it seemed as if the pain in the first tit started over again.  She had never realized how insidious this punishment really was.  As the whip struck her again and again, knocking the pins out, the electrical shocks seemed to restart the fading pain of previous blows of the whip as well as seeming to be additive.  She had always thought that the whipping would be easier than just laying the whip across the wires.  She was wrong.  She understood now how tormenting this punishment was.  She had essentially begged to be punished more severely without knowing it. 

For the next thirty minutes, Angie whipped Virginia over and over on her tits until she knocked every pin off.  Not only were her tits covered with red welts, they had blood streaming down them.  Aminda was alert enough to bring in a tarp to put under her so that the blood wouldn’t stain the carpet.  After the tarp was in place, Angie moved to a couple of steps away from Virginia’s ass.  She began to whip her pin filled cunt.  It only took a couple of strikes and shocks before Virginia passed out.

Aminda was there and ready with the ammonia capsules.  As soon as Virginia was alert, Angie began whipping her again.  Virginia screamed and screamed as her most sensitive area was whipped and shocked.  It seemed as if her tits were set afire each time too from the wires connected to the skewers in her tits.  She passed out three more times before all of the pins were whipped out.  Virginia was incoherent at that point.  All she wanted was for the pain to stop.

Angie handed the whip to Aminda and walked to Virginia’s head.  She grabbed her by the hair and bent down until she was nose to nose with her and staring into her eyes.  She said, “Now you know how I felt when you did that to me.  You deserved that and more for what you did to me and my friends.  And don’t think that I’m done with you.  I’m going to take you to the kennels and let every dog there fuck you, three at a time.  When they’re done, you are going to be given to Aminda and Michelle to be trained as a pony girl.  I don’t suspect that they’ll be too easy on you either after what you put them through in that maze.  I’m sure they’ll want a little satisfaction of their own.”

Virginia shook her head and said, “No. Please don’t.”

Angie just laughed, “Too late now.  It’s already decided.”  She turned to Sarah and said, “Mistress, if it is okay with you, after this bitch is taken down, I’d like to take her to the kennels and let the dogs have her for the night.  I think that is only fair for all of the animals that Aminda, Michelle and Lisa had to fuck in that maze because of her.”

Sarah smiled and said, “I quite agree.  Amanda, take the bitch down so Angie can take her to the kennels.  Dan, that’s all of the action here for now.  Why don’t you follow them to the kennel and get some good video of the doggy gang bang?”

Amanda immediately lowered Virginia to the ground and began to undo her bondage.  As soon as the ropes were removed from her distended and pain filled tits, the blood rushed in, causing Virginia to scream in agony and more blood to flow from her puncture wounds.  While she was screaming, Angie put a collar around her neck and attached a leash to it.  Before she stopped screaming, Angie pulled the collar and ordered, “On your hands and knees bitch.  We’re going to the kennels.  Heel.”

Angie yanked on the leash when she ordered Virginia to heel.  It took a moment for her to react but she finally turned over onto her hands and knees and followed her former slave to the kennels.  It was a tough trip to the kennel as she had to crawl across concrete and sharp gravel on the way there.  When they entered the kennel, Tara’s mother was in the process of fucking one of the dogs.  Angie stopped and watched for a moment before she pulled on Virginia’s leash.  She led her to an empty kennel and put her in, releasing the leash.  She then brought three of the dogs to her kennel and released them in.  She immediately gave the command, “Three fuck”. Cameras were capturing everything as they happened as they had followed them out of the house.

The alpha dog of the group immediately started licking Virginia’s cunt and ass.  After a few minutes, he launched himself up onto her back.  He began to fuck at her ass and quickly landed his cock in her cunt after a few tries.  Virginia screamed in pain as the cock hit her abused and sore cunt.  It didn’t take long before he sank his cock and then his knot into her cunt.  After he did, the knot continued to expand until it was about six inches wide.  While he was fucking her, one of the other dogs leapt up onto her shoulders and began to hump his cock into her face.  Virginia refused to open her mouth until the dog started nipping at her over and over.  She finally opened her mouth and took the dog’s cock into her mouth.  The dog began to fuck his cock into the back of her mouth and down her throat.  She gagged and gagged and would have thrown up if the cock hadn’t plugged her throat.  The dog that had been fucking her began cumming then.  After a few moments, he turned around ass end to ass end with her.  After he did that, the third dog launched up onto her ass from the side.  He worked his way around until he was close enough to step his hind leg over the dog knotted in her cunt.  Once there, he began to fuck his cock at her one remaining hole.  It took several tries but finally the tip of his cock found purchase and sank into her constricted ass tunnel.  She screamed around the cock in her throat loudly as the other dog’s cock sank into her ass.  Soon the dog in her ass was fucking her as fast and hard as the others had and the one in her throat started cumming.  Virginia had no choice but to swallow spurt after spurt of cum to keep from drowning in dog cum. 

About that time, Tara’s mom came up to Angie and watched with a bit of excitement.  As she did, Angie said, “This bitch is to fuck the dogs for the rest of the night.  As soon as one dog pulls out I want you to get a new dog to replace him.  She is not to have a moment’s rest all night.  When morning gets here then I want you to take her to the stables and chain her up in one of the stalls.  Can you do that?”

Tara’s mom answered, “Yes Mistress”, as she walked down the row of kennels to get another dog.  As she returned, the dog fucking Virginia’s mouth stepped back.  She led the dog she had on a leash into the kennel and released him, then putting a leash on the one that had just finished, she led him back to his kennel.  She immediately got another dog and returned to the kennel to wait until another dog was needed.

Right as Angie left with Virginia, Sean and Michelle excitedly burst into the family room.  They were amazed at the crowd that was there.  As they entered the room they paused for a moment and then Sean said, “Michelle and I need to talk to Sarah and Karen.  Michelle would like Aminda to stay as well.”

Sarah immediately ordered, “Okay everyone.  Go on and get dinner.  The show’s over.  I’m sure suk has been keeping our food warm for us.”

As soon as everyone had left, Sarah turned to Sean and Michelle who had approached her.  Karen, Aminda and Michelle knelt in front of her and Sean pulled up one of the small chairs so he could sit within arm’s reach of Sarah.  When he sat down, he pulled a bunch of papers out of his back pack.  He began explaining, “It seems that Michelle is the descendant of Andrew Coch’s first legitimate son and is the true heir of his fortune and his mansion.  After you told us to research your genealogy, we found that Darrell Mitchell is the great, great grandson of Andrew Coch.  Andrew Coch originally lived in Boston and was married to a woman whose maiden name was Wilhelmina Mitchell.  From what we discovered in the Coch’s documents was that she was a shrew of a wife and made his life miserable.  He came to hate her and when the gold rush happened out west he decided to go out and try his luck.  She was the one that caused him to hate women so much.  It seems that when he left, she was pregnant with their son, a fact that he never knew until much later.  She gave birth to a son and named him Darryl Albert Mitchell.  She listed the father as Andrew Coch and named him after her father and grandfather, keeping her maiden name.  She never did divorce Coch so he is his legitimate son and any other marriages are null and void as a result.  Wilhelmina was a daughter to fairly well to do parents and she inherited their estate so she was able to send her son off to college.  She died just before he graduated and out of grief, Darryl decided to move out to Washington and hunt down his father.  The first time he met Andrew Coch, it was a congenial meeting.  Darryl gave him copies of his birth certificate to prove that he was Andrew’s son.  Andrew Coch decided to have it all verified before he accepted Darryl as his son.  In the interim, Darryl found out about his father enslaving women, abducting many of them by raiding wagon trains, Indian villages or small farms where he and his group of slavers would kill the husbands and only take the women, young and old.  He was so disgusted that at first he didn’t want to have anything to do with his father.  He didn’t have the money to return home to Boston so he settled in the new village starting up about 40 miles away.  He bought several thousand acres with his inheritance from his mother and began a logging operation, one which is still going to this day.  Karen, your husband was Darryl’s great grandson and was given his name.  We also did a little research and found that the woman who was actually awarded the estate a few years back, a woman named Traci Martine, was in fact ineligible to be heir of the estate.  She was in fact a descendent of Andrew Coch but there was an addendum to his will that was misfiled and not with the original document.  The addendum was added about two months before he died and about a month after Traci’s grandmother, Patricia Coch, escaped.  The addendum said, and I quote, “Any descendant of my wife Patricia Coch, whose maiden name is Martine is hereby left nothing of my estate.  She left me and took the key to my memoirs and books that were intended to go to my son Darryl Albert Mitchell.  Darryl is my true heir and is to be awarded my estate when I die.”  Because the addendum was misfiled, the original will was read. Since Patricia was an escaped slave and couldn’t be found, the city was allowed to use the mansion. The estate was put in trust until an heir was found.  Because the addendum had been misfiled it appeared that when Traci Martine found the will, she was the true heir of Coch’s estate when in fact, she as a descendant of Patricia Martine was specifically mentioned in the addendum as being ineligible for any part of his estate.  Michelle is the only true living heir to the estate as she is the only one with Darryl Mitchell’s name on her birth certificate.  Sarah, even though you are most likely an heir as well, your father was listed as unknown and your mother is listed as Karen Miller, not Karen Mitchell or Karen Peterson.  With these documents, there is no dispute that Michelle is the true heir of the Coch Mansion and the estate in Washington.”

Karen was stunned at the revelation.  She stared at Sean with her mouth open in shock.  Sarah smiled and looked at Michelle and said, “Sister, I have my inheritance.  It looks like you will have your inheritance now.  This way you and your future husband will be set for life.  I do want the mansion for the Warren Group once we get this all straightened out.  You of course will be allowed to live there as if you owned it.”

Michelle smiled and said, “Thank you mistress.  That is so gracious of you.”

Sarah turned to Karen and said, “Karen, I want you to contact Ed immediately and give him all of the information that Sean has discovered and have him take immediate action to have the decision giving the estate to Traci Martine revoked and awarded to Michelle and I.  We also need to make sure a contract is drawn up for Sam and his production company.  Now let’s go get something to eat, I’m starving.”