Chapter 5
The sun came thought the blinds and woke me. I saw the alarm clock and it was
8:00 AM as I gathered my wits and reconnected with my surroundings. I peaked in
on the girls and notice Missy was up, but not doing as instructed. I snuck up
quietly and swung the crop and grazed her left cheek parallel with the crack of
her ass lightly, she wailed and dove into the pussy and continued her
assignment, before I was able to get into the bathroom Candy was Cumming again.
I left the bathroom door open and I could hear Missy's lapping and Candy's
moaning over the shower nozzle.
I went down stairs in the buff and found cereal and a gallon of milk and threw
a spoon in a bowl on my way upstairs. I set everything on the nightstand. I
freed Missy and hustled her into the shower and told her I like my pussy shaved
clean, she smiled and said "Yes Sir" as she passed me in the door. I released
Candy's hands, removed her headset, gag and told her to strip. Since she still
had that dress on. Surprisingly no argument from her either, when I pointed at
her bra with the crop, the bra flew off, what sweet tits she had. She probably
thought I'd use the crop on her tits.. Her breasts were larger and fuller than
Missy's with small nipples, but they were real hard and pointy. I enjoyed this
as I fixed up a bowl of cereal for her, heavy on the milk, she ate and drank it
all, no arguments. I untied her legs as she ate. Missy came out of the shower
and knelt in right in front of me and Candy eating her cereal. She leaned
forward and kissed my cock and said "Thank you Sir" and folded her hands behind
her, just like she was instructed on the tape. She awaited instructions. I told
her to eat, pointing at the nightstand with the crop.
I grabbed Candy by the hair and forced her forward into the bathroom guiding
her by the hair and pressure with the crop. I closed the door and pulled her
hair harder so her head came back as I shoved the crop against both breasts.
What's is it going to be Candice as I slipped the crop from her tits and slapped
her across the top of her ass. She whimpered and begged, but the fight and
defiance was out of her. I spoke softly to her and reinforced the messages that
had by now been burned into her brain from the tape. I nudged her towards the
shower and opened the door and left her to herself. I called Missy into the big
bedroom, I asked her if she had to pee, she smiled and said "No Sir".
I pointed to the bed and bound her gently on her back. I kissed her long and
hard and then refastened the gag and blindfold and set the headset back in
place, turned it on and snapped the cuffs back on her and made sure she was
immobilized and secured. I closed the door and waited for Candy. She emerged
finally a little on the sheepish side of the approach. I snapped my fingers and
she moved quicker. She dropped right to her knees and took the same position
Missy did, I walked up and stood in front of her and my cock slowly rose to the
occasion, she moved forward and kissed the tip. "Good Girl" and I raised her
chin, knelt and kissed her full on the lips. I could see she too had shaved and
left her remnant patch.
I asked her to go pee and I followed her into the bathroom spread her legs
wide when she sat and waited and watched, she went reluctantly, but she went. I
dried her off with a piece of paper and she blushed deeply as I held out my hand
and led her back into the room where she spent the night, I bound her in the
same fashion as Missy and closed the door.
I walked into the master bedroom, looked in on Missy and cranked up a vibrator
and leaned it against her mound, it was humorous to watch her try to sink it,
squirming around while I dressed. When I finished dressing I took her toy away
and shut it off. I could sense her frustration, she wanted more, but I closed
the door gently and gathered up the rest of breakfast and put everything away.
I checked my watch (9:30 AM) and I thought the day through. Another bitch
coming over today that could fuck up everything, Sandy, hell, I don't even know
what she looks like. Need to pick up some boards, some more rope, maybe a long
handle whip. I'll need to stop by my place and get a jigsaw, drill and some
bits. I want to make another tape too. More lessons more rules... What would the
world be without rules? I thought to myself, I have to pick up a dictation
recorder and some tapes for it and one of those relaxation CD's that are
supposed to help you sleep.
I got all my errands done and headed for the check out, (I jotted some thoughts
down for the tape on a piece of paper.) Couple more stops, the food store(need
some finger food), Office supply, my place and back to the girls. I dropped the
relaxation CD in and spoke in a soft mundane voice and recorded the new tape
with the music in the background as I drove to my place. I dubbed the tapes in
my recorder and duped a second copy. I picked up my tools and headed back. I
pulled into the drive at 11:30 and I got a water glass with a straw and ran up
to check on the girls. I pulled their gags and they drank for me. I swapped out
their tapes and gagged them again and went to work down stairs.
As I was unloading my car this old beat up red car pulls in around 12:30. With
this cute little girl driving, from what I could see of her and as I look up a
cop pulls in and blocks the drive way behind her.
When she spots the cop she freaks and latches onto the steering wheel and
brings her forehead to rest against her hands while crying, cursing and sobbing
profusely.
I walk towards the cop, this guy looks exactly like one of the guys from the
shop, so "I said Hi, you know you look just like a guy I work with at the shop,
I think Ed's his name" and ask if there's a problem? He gets out and informs me,
that Ed's his brother and leans against his car and tells me about her not
having any brake lights and I reply, "Yes officer, I know, she brought it here
so I could look at it for her".
He stopped and stared a while and said to me "This vehicle stays off the road
until its lights work, Got it?" and I replied "OK, sure". He got back in his car
and left. I walked up to the car and guessed at her name. "Sandy ?" Yea, she
says. Hi (I reply) I'm Candice's friend. She looks at me and says "Thanks for
getting rid of the cops" come on, lets get inside.
She was shaking because a cop was going to stop her, but she didn't know what
it was about. I wonder what the real story is here. We went through the kitchen
I grabbed some pop and opened the sliding door and moved to the Deck. Sandy was
still shaking, she was wearing a jacket and with all her hair it was tough to
see what she really looked like.
I handed her a pop and tried to calm her. Hey girl the boogie mans gone,
relax. She stared to calm down a little and sipped her pop. She thanked me again
for getting rid of the cop, so I answered, Hey, I got some connections, relax,
besides, I'd do anything for a "Good little Girl".
She smiled and started to loosen up a little. She started by saying that she'd
been in a lot of trouble and one more mess up she'd have to go back to juvenile
hall or even worst. I asked Sandy, "How old are you?" I turned 18 two weeks ago,
I've been in work-study with Miss Miller for about year.
So I asked about Juvenal Hall? Well she says, I've done some dumb stuff, She
cocked her head a little and let the blond hair slide off her face, her face was
almost Angelic, a gorgeous little girl. She continued "they arrested me for
selling drugs, my boyfriend stole a car last month and I was in it when he got
caught and today I ran a stop sign, that's why the cop followed me".
I didn't say a word I just let her talk. As she felt more at ease she took off
her jacket and man did this chick have tits, had to be a 38 "C" maybe a "D",
maybe 5'4", 125 pounds, but with all the loose clothes I couldn't see much else.
Sandy rambled on and on and then asked if Miss Miller, Candice I interjected.
Yea, she says. Does she have my money? So I asked, what kind of drugs did you
sell? "Ecstasy, she said reluctantly, great stuff, I love it, she says".
Well Sandy, I said, first we have to do something about the lights on your
car, I'll have it towed and fixed and I made the call. Then we need to talk
about the real trouble you're in with Candice and Melissa and when this comes up
before a judge, well Candice seems to think your looking at 10 years hard time
young lady. That, and if the judge remembers your arrest record, there not going
to have any sympathy on you at all I'm afraid.
Do you know what I'm talking about Sandy? She sobbed and broke down, yea, she
knew. I told her they signed a confession and implicated her as an accomplice.
Sandy tears were coming in buckets once again. She was sobbing again and near
hysterics.
I walked away, back into the house, at first she stayed outside and then when
she noticed I left and she followed, slowly, she walked up to me, she looked
lost. I held open my arms to her, she accepted and I comforted her and sat down
at the kitchen table.
I slid the confession her way with a pen, she was all blurry eyed but she took
it and signed it. Now Sandy, the question is do you want me to help you?
Oh God yes, please, please help me. Sandy it's going to cost you and cost you
dearly and she blurted out, I don't care I'll do it. My answer was "But you
don't know what I want? Yea, she said, I know... I don't have anything else. She
was blond, but not as dumb as I thought. Things are going to be different, I
told her, she answered, I don't care, and I'll do it. So I dropped the other
shoe!
Very quietly I said to her "Sandy show me". She stood up and pulled her
clothes of item-by-item, she tried to smile and I just watched her. When she
finished I asked her to put her hands under her tits and hold them up for me and
she did without hesitation. I couldn't resist so I touched one nipple and said
to her, Sandy I'm going to make you my slave for a long time and if you
disappoint me there going to come and take you away.
Your going to have to obey me completely and do everything I say or I can't
protect you, and if I catch you screwing up I'm going to beat the crap out of
you. Now what do you say to that? I'll be good, I'll do it, anything. Sandy, I
am going to start your training right now, come.
I took her down the basement and hooked her up, cuffed to the chain over head,
I gathered up her hair, got it out of her eyes and put it in a ponytail. What a
sweet face, what a body, and those tits just won't quit.
I placed a blindfold on her and went upstairs to get Missy. She'd been
listening to tape number 2 for 2 hours now, I had a hard time with her, bring
her back to reality, she was really under, I talked her back counting from 10,
but I planted a suggestion deep in her subconscious, when I called her "My
Quality Bitch" she would sleep, and accept my suggestions.
Then I released her from her bonds. Man this bitch was easy to program.
Probably wouldn't have to tie her up again, might even be able to make her my
watchdog over the other two.
I picked up her tape player and snapped my finger for her to follow and she
was right there. When we got to the basement she dropped to her knees and folded
her arms behind her spread her knees and waited my command. I couldn't resist
kissing her. Man did she kiss back with a vengeance, about the same intensity as
when I was running the vibrator in her box.
She was just kneeling on her own with no other stimulation except for the
suggestions, rules and my expectations for her that were on the tape. She was
nuts about me and I could do no wrong in here eyes.
Time for another test, I placed Missy's tape player with the first tape on
Sandy and adjusted the volume but I left her gag off. I snapped my finger to
Missy and had her kneel in front of Sandy.
I whispered in Missy's ear, I want you to eat out this cunt, I want her to cum
now and cum hard. Missy began, I don't think Sandy had ever been eaten out
before by the sounds she was making. Quite entertaining.
I sat back and watched the show. I walked up and took a pack of clothespins
from my bag. Split the bag into and hooked the clothespins up to Sandy nipples
slowly, one at a time and then up the sides of her tits, slowly, She really
shook her titties for me. I left Missy to her task and went upstairs to get the
medical tape. When I got back downstairs I snapped my finger again and Missy got
back on her knees waiting for my next command. Poor little Angel was hanging
with her legs spread all tuckered out. I cut a piece of broom handle off because
she was putting too much strain on her hands and the cuffs rather than
supporting herself with her legs.
I guess she really got off on Missy's face. I wedged the broom handle through
the chain loop and got her to hold her weight off of the cuffs by using the
piece of wood as a handle and a hard smack to her ass got her to lock her knees
and support herself once more. I gagged her and let my fingers feel her and
tease the delicious body, which was going to be mine to command completely in
time.
