Chap 8.
The teen's lives continued on in this bizarre relationship of mistress and
slave. For the most part, Elka only spanked or paddled Barb when she showed
reluctance to perform as Elka directed. Slowly, Barb was forced to be more open
with her clothing and the ways Elka controlled her in public. Anyone who saw
the two together would think they were very close and had to assume they were
lesbians by the way Elka would touch and kiss Barb. The leather bands stayed on
Barb and Elka used them a soon as they were alone to keep Barb restrained. Elka
would sometimes even keep Barb's hands bound when Barb went to pee. She would
embarrass the teen by making her squat and pee and then wiping her. Elka was a
good lover to compensate her pet's discomfort. She became quite liberal with
her dildo, bringing Barb to shattering orgasms almost every day. Elka wanted
Barb to come to crave the sex she provided and Barb was showing signs of needing
her daily fix. For a test, Elka kept Barb from coming for two days. By the end
of two day's abstinence, Barb was rubbing up against Elka and begging for
loving. Elka knew she had worked the teen to the point where she was ready for
another visit to the lesbian bar.
It had been a month since the two teens had last visited the bar, and Barb had
totally committed to Elka's possession when they were alone. Elka had plans to
see if Barb was ready to perform in public. Barb was dressed in a tight leather
skirt that barely went over her ass cheeks. For a top, Elka had chosen a tight
blouse with no bra. Barb was a hot package as she came in the door on Elka's
arm. Barb could tell that this was not the normal crowd. In fact, Joan had
made this a by invitation only night that catered to the S&M scene. Elka was in
an outfit that made her look older and she was playing her part of the mistress.
As soon as they got to the door, Elka clipped Barb's wrists together behind her
back and attached a short leash to Barb's collar. Using this to pull the
stunned teen along, they were shown their table by Joan who was in an outfit
that showed off her generous proportions. Elka sat down at the table, but told
Barb to kneel at her side instead of sitting in a chair. Barb's mouth fell open
and she just stared for a second until a hard spank on Barb's ass brought her
back to reality.
Elka hissed, "Kneel this second or so help me I will give you pain like you
never believed possible!"
Barb fell to her knees and sat on her haunches by Elka's seat. Satisfied with
Barb's submissiveness, Elka began to look around at the show.
Joan had invited a broad spectrum of clients to this special night. There were
women dressed in hard leather outfits to those dressed in classy evening
dresses. What most of them had in common was a companion that obviously was
their personal servant or slave. Some were in cloths that while risky were not
obviously revealing. Others went right over the top, in full restraint and
showing all their nakedness for all to see. As Elka and Barb surveyed the room
they were having different emotions. Elka saw a group of women that may have
seemed bizarre to this area of the country but were conservative to some of the
events she had witnessed in Europe. Barb could not believe her eyes and wanted
to get out of this place as soon as possible. She knew that she would have to
wait till Elka tired of the scene. If she complained she felt they would only
stay longer.
After settling down with a drink, Elka reached down and began to stroke her pet.
Starting with Barb's face she caressed absently Barb as she enjoyed the
occasion. Her hand soon slipped into Barb's blouse to feel and pinch Barb's
breast. Unbuttoning the top three buttons, she soon had complete access to
Barb's chest. With her hands behind her back, her breasts were now visible to
anyone who looked over at the kneeling teen. Elka knew Barb wanted to bolt, but
was sure she had put enough fear of her disapproval into Barb that she would
stay. How far she could take this fear was yet to be seen.
Joan had also set up a floorshow for this occasion and with little fanfare, the
first act began. A couple approached the floor. One dressed in a tight evening
gown and the other obviously dressed as her slave. Her hands were tied behind
her back, all the way up to the elbows. When she got to the center of the stage
the women in the evening gown made an announcement.
"This is my slave, Valerie. She had displeased me and as punishment I have
brought her here to endure some correction. She has very lovely tits, but I
think her nipples need to be longer."
The mistress had positioned Valerie up against a post and secured her tightly so
she could only bend forward. As she was talking, she pulled open the flimsy
blouse Valerie wore, totally exposing her lovely breasts. They were indeed
beautiful, about a 38DD set.
"I will let Valerie stay here all night or until I feel she has suffered enough.
Feel free to come and inspect her and let me know if you think she has had
enough or should I increase her pain."
Joan walked on stage carrying a box. The mistress reached in and pulled out a
vicious looking clamp. The serrated teeth would bite deep. With little
hesitation, the mistress grabbed Valerie's left tit and pulled the nipple out.
She snapped the clamp deep into the end of the poor slave's nipple. Valerie's
cry could be heard in the kitchen. The mistress repeated the process to her
right tit enjoying the same level of anguish. Not satisfied with the pain, the
mistress reached into the box and pulled out two chains, which she attached to
each clamp. Giving a good tug on each she made sure the clamps were not coming
off.
The mistress then asked the crowd. "How much weight should I add to make my
slave a good cow with long udders?" The surrounding tables yelled back numbers
that seemed unbearable to Barb. She just sat there transfixed by the slaves
suffering. The mistress finally decided to start with two-pound weights on each
chain. She said she would come back latter and add more weight as her slave got
use to these. Once the weights were on, Valerie's tits were pulled into
elongated cones reaching towards the floor. Valerie bent at the waist under the
strain. Her nipples were stretched out a good two inches. As a final touch the
mistress gave the chains a good swing. Valerie cried out again, but no one came
to here aid.
Elka watched the show with interest and pulled hard on Barb's tits as Valerie
went through her torment.
Bending down to Barb's ear she whispered, "Doesn't that get you hot? Do you
think you could endure such treatment if I was to punish you? You best be good
or you might find out."
Joan announced that there would be another presentation in thirty minutes and to
dance and socialize until then.
A few ladies went and inspected Valerie in her painful predicament. They all
seemed to enjoy pulling or swinging the chains. Valerie's moans of torment
could be heard over the music. The dance floor slowly filled with women
dancing. In almost every case a dominant/submissive relationship was obvious.
Many slaves were in some form of bondage and endured the mistreatment of their
mistresses.
Joan took time now to come over and sit with Elka.
"Elka, so good of you to come tonight. I see you are making progress with your
little slut. She is just lovely. What have you two been up to?"
"My pet has become an adequate slave, but she has much to learn and endure. She
has become a very randy slut. She wants me to fuck her all the time. Youth can
be tiring. See for yourself, she probably is soaking wet from watching your
show. Take her for a dance; she has become most adept at pleasing me. Barb, be
nice to this mistress, I don't want to be embarrassed."
Elka handed Barb's leash to Joan. Barb knew this was coming. After all, the
last time they were here she had to dance with other ladies. So she had prepared
for the inevitable.
Pulling roughly on Barb's leash to get the teen off her knees, Joan tugged Barb
behind her to the dance floor. Barb's tits were fully exposed and her shirt had
ridden up so her ass was clearly in view. Having her hands tied together kept
her from rearranging her attire. Not that it would have mattered. As soon as
they started to dance, Joan's hands were all over Barb's body. She played with
Barb's tits and reached down to stroke her pussy. Sure enough, Joan's fingers
came away damp.
"My, you do juice up nicely." Licking her fingers right in front of Barb face,
she gave a satisfied moan. "You do taste good, I'll have to arrange something
with your mistress to get you as my plaything for an afternoon. I'm sure we
could get along." As they danced on, Joan rested on hand on Barb's right tit
and pulled the teen's head to her shoulder. "I just love playing with your
tits, but I think they need to be decorated to properly show your standing as a
slave. A nice stud pierced through these nipples would be such fun to play
with. I'll have to suggest this to Elka. You have so much potential. Elka is
lucky to find such a young slave."
They danced for a few more minutes and then Joan's duty as hostess made her
return Barb to Elka. Having watched Barb's passive response to dancing with
Joan, she gave Barb a quick kiss. "You did well. I know you don't like to be
loaned out, but get used to it. You're a beautiful catch and all these ladies
are envious of me. Since I wish to stay in their favor, having you being used
by them occasionally is a small price. Plus I saw Joan test your dripping
pussy. Admit it, you find this highly sexually charged and can't wait to see
the next show.
Barb blushed beet red at these words but could not deny the truth in her heart.
She was turned on and although scared and was now powerless to do anything about
it, she was not fighting.
The evening went on with an event every hour. There was a spanking of a poor
slave over her mistresses' knees using a wooden paddle. Another act had a slave
use a dildo to masturbate right in front of the suffering Valerie. An act had
two slaves wrestle naked till one was pinned. But the final act was the most
extreme. Joan brought out a rack and soon a slave was strapped naked against
its frame. The poor slave's mistress then came out in a full leather outfit and
over the next thirty minutes used a whip to leave her slave's body covered with
lash marks. There were only a few areas where the skin had been broken but the
effect on both sides of the slave were startling. The slave had been gagged,
but her pain was apparent to all. For this show, Elka had made Barb sit on her
lap. As the whipping progressed, Elka would play with Barb, bringing her close
to orgasm many times. When the mistress started working on her slave's breasts
with the whip, Elka brought Barb over the top to a mind numbing orgasm. Elka
kept Barb going all through the show. When the last act had ended, Barb was a
quivering mess.
Grabbing Barb's leash Elka went to say good night to Joan.
"Thank you for a great evening. We loved the show. Please invite us to the
next." Joan gave Elka a hug and talked to her in a quiet tone. "Your always
welcome. I loved dancing with your pet. Please think about sharing her with me
for an afternoon. I also think she is ready to be decorated with some jewelry.
A nice set of nipple rings would look great on her."
Elka returned the hug and said, "I'll think about all you suggested. Again
until next time thank you for your hospitality."
Giving Barb another pull on the leash the two walked to the car. It was a
chilly evening and Barb's nipples turned rock hard.
"Elka, I'm cold. Can you button me back up?"
Elka pulled the teen to the car and sat in the passenger seat. "Before I do,
get between my legs and lick me. I need to come bad after that show. Hurry
pet." Barb quickly crawled to the floor of the car and dived her head between
Elka's creamy thighs. It only took a few minutes to get the excited Elka over
the top.
"God, you're getting good at that. You might make a good slave after all. Now
drive me home." Elka unfastened Barb's wrist bindings and enjoyed the ride home.
She stroked Barb's face and body all the way. She was thinking seriously about
Joan's idea about decorating Barb with some piercings. She had seen it done
before and got wet again thinking about doing it to her toy. It was so much
fun being a mistress and having your personal slave that she was thinking about
making Barb her permanent pussy slave even after this year was up. She would
have to think of some was to get Barb to commit totally to her. She had time
and the will to make it happen. Tonight had been a big step to introduce Barb
to the S&M scene. She had watched and got hot during the whole time. How she
would react when she was on the receiving end would have to be seen. Soon, Elka
thought. Maybe tomorrow.
