Slave Girls in Bondage
by Kilo
Chapter 55
"Do you want to avoid a spanking, Karen?"
The beautiful brunette nodded slowly.
Cathy extended her left hand to place the tip of her index finger on the
captive's nose. Her right hand held the paddle.
"I would like nothing better than to spank your ass until my arm grows
tired. You have to convince me a spanking isn't necessary. Do you know what the
function of a slave girl is?"
Karen nodded.
"Are you willing to show me you don't need a spanking?"
As she said that, she slapped the paddle into an open palm. No one could
miss the threat, not even someone as dumb as the kneeling brunette.
Karen nodded again, more enthusiastically than before.
"Crawl forward."
Cathy spread her legs so the brunette could move closer.
"What is she up to?" one Amazon whispered to another. They all knew
Cathy. She liked nothing better than using a switch or paddle on a woman's
bottom.
"Humor her," came the whispered reply.
Cathy leaned forward so she could reach the buckle of the strap holding
the gag in Karen's mouth. Pushing the working end of the strap through the
buckle, she soon had the ends of the strap free. She pulled the ends toward her
at the same time with both hands, jerking the gag from the brunette's mouth.
The next step was to unbuckle her own crotch strap. Raising herself off
the seat, she pulled it back so her own pussy was visible.
"What do you want to do?"
"What?"
"Don't play dumb now. Your tongue. My pussy. Tell me what you want to
do?"
"I-I-I want to lick your pussy"
"Ask."
"P-please let me lick your pussy."
"Beg for it."
"P-p-please, please let me lick your pussy."
"Go ahead."
The brunette captive leaned forward. A few centimeters from her target,
she paused. Cathy could not tolerate resistance from a slave girl (or a future
slave girl). She placed both hands on the back of her head to pull Karen's face
into her pussy. The coed's tongue performed the job Cathy demanded, but she did
not do it well. The Amazon did not care. Karen would learn to do it right, and
with a little encouragement, she would do it with much ardor.
She signaled for her friends to hand her a leather slave collar. Placing
the palm of her left hand against Karen's forehead, she pushed her head back.
Karen looked up at her, her luscious lips parted a centimeter or two.
"Now, here is your next test. You get to decide just how much you want
to avoid a really bad spanking," Cathy held the slave collar in front of the
brunette's face with both hands. Her index fingers pointed to the center. "You
put your throat here, or you get a paddling from everyone here."
Karen had no idea how many women were there, but she was certain her ass
would not hold up to the sustained punishment the Amazons could give her. She
nodded, then moved her head forward when the Amazon lowered the collar to throat
level.
Cathy slipped the collar around the beautiful young woman's neck, then
pushed her face down to reveal the nape of her neck. Cathy needed only seconds
to get the ends buckled together. When she was done, she pushed Karen's head
back, holding it there by a strong grip on the coed's long tresses.
"Now I want you to use your tongue to thank me for turning you into a
slave girl."
Karen had done it before to Cathy so she knew what to do. The only
difference now was that she wore the collar of a slave girl. That collar about
her neck told everyone that she existed only to bring pleasure to others.
Cathy could tell her captive's tongue was becoming tired. She smiled as
she looked down. The beautiful brunette had a lot more licking to do before the
night was over.
"Not bad for the first time," she said as she pulled Karen's head up and
pushed it back. The brunette looked at the ceiling with her lips slightly
parted. Cathy wedged the bright red rubber ball between the young woman's teeth.
She pulled the strap over her head. The Amazon had no need to make it tight as
the gag would not be in her mouth long.
Cathy gestured to her left.
"Darcy, pull up a seat. Let our little bimbo friend here show you how
much she enjoys being a slave girl."
The Amazon gripped Karen's chin with her left hand.
"Crawl over there and please her."
Cathy waited until the captive had turned her back to her before rising.
As she turned toward Kim, she winked.
"What is that bitch up to?" someone whispered.
Kim did not notice the mistress's approach until Cathy grabbed a handful
of hair to insure she had the captive's undivided attention.
"Having fun, Kim? There is a lot more where this came from." Looking
over her left shoulder, she said in a loud voice, "Let's get a fresh tongue over
here for Kim."
The captive beauty could only stand helpless with her legs spread. Cathy
waited until a new slave girl had her mouth planted on Kim's pussy before
moving to Sue.
"I guess you would like the opportunity to perform without being
spanking, wouldn't you?" She slapped the beautiful brunette on the edge of her
right bottomcheek. Sue grunted a reply. "Too bad I'm not going to give you the
chance."
She had the paddle ready, the one she used to threaten Karen. She placed
her left hand on the brunette's lower back to steady her aim. The slave girl
kneeling behind Sue still had her tongue inside the coed. The captive's bottom
wiggled back and forth as she approached another orgasm.
Crack!
"Mmmmmffffftttttt!!"
Sue grunted her pain. Bound as she was, there was nothing else she could
do. Her hands wiggled back and forth but the holes formed by the boards were
much too small for her to extract them.
Crack!
"Mmmmmffffftttttt!!"
Turning to the others, she asked, "How many blows to her fanny do you
think she will take before she wants to beg for a slave collar.
Crack!
"Mmmmmffffftttttt!!"
Crack!
"Mmmmmffffftttttt!!"
How many could she take? (Crack! "Mmmmmffffftttttt!!") How many could
any young woman take before she decided she had suffered enough? (Crack!
"Mmmmmffffftttttt!!") The Amazons knew the result was inevitable. (Crack!
"Mmmmmffffftttttt!!") Sue would beg for a slave collar before they were done.
Several minutes later, Sue knelt on the floor before Cathy. The Amazon
had a slave collar ready, but did not hold it out for the captive to try on.
"How much did you suffer? Stand up, turn around, bend over, and hold
that position until I tell you to move."
The beautiful brunette started to rise, lost her balance, and fell to
the floor on her side.
The Amazons rewarded the effort with raucous laughter.
Cathy prodded Sue's ankle with the toe of her right boot.
"Do you really think that little show will keep you from getting a
spanking? Now move!"
Sue came back to a kneeling position. She had discovered that without
the use of her hands, it was extremely difficult to maintain her balance. As
soon as they had removed her from the pillory, Cathy had directed them to tie
her wrists together behind her back. When she tried to rise a second time, she
over compensated and fell in the other direction. Her knee smashed against the
floor but she did not fall over again. Slowly she came to her feet.
"Curtsey."
Sue looked at the mistress with a puzzled look on her face.
"Curtsey. Show me your respect."
Slowly she lowered one knee. No much of a curtsey, but it was sufficient
for a beginner.
"Now turn around."
The brunette turned, keeping one eye on the door at the far end of the
room. There were a dozen Amazons there and she wore high heeled sandals. She
knew she could not make it halfway across the room before they had her.
Cathy pulled her disrobing knife out. With a quick flick of her wrist
she cut the rope about the beautiful brunette's wrists.
"Pull your panties down really slow, and then put your hands on your
knees."
Sue tucked her thumbs in the waistband of the panties, slowly pushing
them down until they were so low she had completely uncovered her bottom.
Bending over, she presented her bottomcheeks to the woman who had the power to
inflict more punishment on them. With hands on her knees, her legs slightly
bent, she awaited the decision whether she was in for more punishment.
"They're red, true, but..."
Cathy heard a sobbing sound coming from the nubile captive. She was
certain Sue would beg for a slave collar to avoid another spanking. The Amazon
wanted to smile.
"Straighten up. Pull those panties up. Now turn toward me and curtsey
again."
The brunette obeyed quickly. As Cathy guessed, Sue was willing to do
anything to avoid another spanking.
"I'm going to give you a series of tests, just to see how much you want
to avoid a paddling. Now curtsey and turned around with your hands crossed
behind your back.'
Once Sue had done that, Cathy motioned for someone to hand her another
rope. Quickly she tied the captive's wrists together again.
"Turn around and curtsey again."
The brunette turned toward Cathy. Once again she curtseyed. This one was
no better than the other had been.
"I am going to give you an across-the-knee spanking with a bare hand.
Then you are going to thank me for spanking you."
Cathy pulled the young woman across her lap. Reaching under the short
skirt, she jerked the panties down.
Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!
Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!
Sue tried to take the blows stoically but by the third slap she was
crying through the gag while kicking her legs up and down frantically.
When she had finished, Cathy shoved the helpless woman on the floor. Sue
lay helplessly bound at her feet. Tears continued to stream down her face.
"Now, stand up and curtsey."
Slowly the beautiful woman arose. She curtseyed, wondering if this was
to be the prelude to more spanking.
"Step forward so you are standing between my legs. "
Once in this position, the Amazon could pull up Sue's panties.
"Now kneel."
Cathy removed the gag.
"Now thank me for spanking you."
The "thanks" would be oral, but not verbal.
The beautiful woman knew what would happen to her if she did not satisfy
her mistress. She was inexperienced, and her tongue quickly grew tired, but she
continued to wiggle it back and forth, up and down, in the Amazon's pussy.
Cathy gave her the signal to stop by pushing her head back. With one
hand she rammed the rubber ball back into Sue's mouth. She bent the woman's head
forward so she could buckle the ends of the strap behind her head.
"Now, I have a little present for you."
The present, of course, was the slave collar. Cathy held it down so Sue
could place her throat against the center of it. In seconds she wore the symbol
of a slave girl.
Cathy removed the gag again.
"Now I want you to thank me for turning you into a slave girl."
Sue pressed her mouth on the Amazon's pussy. Everyone now would consider
her a slave girl. They could punish her for any trivial reason. She knew she had
to obey quickly.
In a couple minutes, Cathy reinserted the gag. She then pointed to her
left where Darcy sat. Karen was busy servicing another Amazon beyond her.
"Move over in front of her and curtsey."
Sue rose, and almost fell over again. She made her way to the next
Amazon and curtseyed.
Darcy pulled the young woman across her lap. Reaching under the short
skirt, she jerked the panties down.
Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!
Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!
Sue made no attempt to take the blows stoically but from the beginning
cried through the gag while she kicked her legs up and down frantically.
When the Amazon finished, Sue used her tongue to thank her for the
spanking. She then moved to her right where another Amazon waited.
Cathy, meanwhile, had turned her attention to Joan. The tall Amazon did
not offer her the chance to beg for a collar. The paddle landed rapidly on one
cheek and then the other. Cathy stopped only when both were bright red.
Cathy shared the Amazon's disdain for blondes. Blondes, they believed,
were fit for nothing but a slave collar. She did not have to persuade Joan that
she should be a slave girl. She was a blonde. Slavery was something that came
naturally to her.
Within a few minutes the blonde wore a collar. She knelt with her face
pressed into Cathy's crotch.
The Amazons moved more chairs into the room. When Cathy stood, she
motioned for them to move her chair to the end of the line.
Cathy left the room to get a drink. When she returned, she studied the
scene. The first three captives knelt on the floor, faces pressed into the
crotches of Amazons. One-at-a-time they shifted to the right and had moved along
one wall and part way down the next. The Amazons moved the vacant chair on the
right to the left end of the line. They presented their luscious captives with a
never-ending line of pussies to service.
After several minutes, Cathy signaled a couple of Amazons to help her
drag a spanking bench forward. This device was two meters long and half a meter
wide. In the center there was a roll of padding half a meter in diameter.
"There seems to be an inconsistency here."
She moved over behind Sue. With the toe of her boot she lifted the hem
of the miniskirt.
"Here, we have a pair of bright red cheeks."
She stepped forward to Joan.
"And here we have another pair of red buns."
That left Karen.
"But these are pristine white."
Though the kneeling slave girl could hear what she said, she could not
see Cathy signaled that she wanted the beautiful brunette to stop. The Amazon's
right hand grabbed a fistful of dark tresses to pull the captive's head back. As
Karen opened her mouth to scream, the Amazon wedged the rubber ball in her
mouth. In seconds, Cathy had Karen gagged so effectively that she could not
utter more than a grunt.
"Drag her over here."
Two Amazons pulled the young woman to her feet and across the floor.
They dumped her on the spanking bench to her bottom was the highest part of her
body. Cathy knelt on one side to fastened a broad leather strap across her upper
thighs. Other Amazons joined in, one fastening a similar strap across her back
and arms, another across her neck and a third across her ankles.
They had Karen in the perfect position for a spanking, and the helpless
captive could only wait for her punishment.
"Bring those other two over here, and untie them."
They dragged the captives to their feet and across the room. Cathy
signaled for Joan to be positioned on Karen's right, and Sue on her left. The
Amazons cut the ropes binding their hands behind their backs. They still wore
gags, they still wore collars. They were only slave girls.
"What we have here are a pair of virgin bottomcheeks. Do you think it's
fair that your ass is on fire and she hasn't received a single swat?"
The two shook their heads.
"We are going to have a little contest here. You two will spank Karen's
bottom until you think it is brighter redder than yours. When you stop, the
contest is over. You can use either hand. When one arm gets tired, switch over
to the other, and then switch back. Just be certain that when you stop, her
bottom is redder than yours. Begin."
Karen could not believe that her own roommates would spank her. They
were friends. They were comrades. They were...
Slapslap!
"Mmmmmffffffttttt!!"
The pain was not that great, but the humiliation of being spanking by
her own friends was.
Slapslap!
"Mmmmmffffffttttt!!"
Slapslap! Slapslap! Slapslap! Slapslap! Slapslap!
Bound as she was, Karen did not have the luxury of being able to squirm
about.
Slapslap! Slapslap! Slapslap! Slapslap! Slapslap! Slapslap!
"Remember girls, it's Karen's fault that you are in this predicament. If
she had not allowed herself to be bound first, you would not be wearing collars
yourself."
Slapslap! Slapslap! Slapslap! Slapslap! Slapslap! Slapslap!
The tempo of the blows increased and became harder.
"Mmmmmffffffttttt!!"
To switch arms, they had to face in the opposite direction. This they
did several times.
Cathy sat to wait.
`"How long are you going to let them keep this up?"
"Until I get tired." That statement brought laughter.
After half an hour the blows no longer had the force they had at the
beginning.
"Okay, girls, you're not doing any good. Face in the same direction as
Karen. Bend over. Good. While maintaining that position, pull your panties down
so we can see your bottomcheeks. Then lean up against Karen so we can do a
comparison."
Were their bottoms redder? It did not matter as Cathy intended for them
to suffer more.
"Both of you, pull your panties up. I didn't tell you to straighten up."
Cathy waited until they were done.
"Okay, Sue. Straighten up and step over here facing in that direction.
Now bend over and grab your ankles."
The beautiful brunette took the desired position. Bent over, everyone
could see her panties.
"Come over here, Joan."
While the blonde moved around the spanking bench, Cathy retrieved her
favorite wooden paddle.
"That is your target," she said, handing the paddle to the blonde. "One
swat, and you had better make it hard."
Joan moved about. She really did not know what to. What did she have to
know about using a paddle on a woman's bottom? Holding the paddle with both
hands, she drew it back, then swung it forward.
Whack!
Sue jumped forward, straightening up, her hands moving back to her
bottom. Such behavior was unacceptable for a slave girl, but Cathy didn't mind.
"Okay, Joan. Now you take Sue's place."
The blonde moved over to where Sue had stood. She stared down at her
feet.
"Bend over. Grab your ankles. Sue come over here. It's your turn."
The brunette took the paddle and moved around into the desired position.
"Remember how much it hurt when she did it to you."
Sue pulled the paddle back all the way.
Whack!!
"Now stand next to Joan. Bend over and pull your panties down. Joan, I
want you to pull yours down too. Hurry! Now hands on your knees."
Cathy moved closed to Karen. Looking at the other two, she flipped the
paddle forward against the brunette's bottom.
Whack!!
She giggled when she saw the two jump. All three were crying.
Whack!!
This blow landed on the right side of Karen's right cheek.
Whack!!
Now the left cheek.
Cathy took the paddle in her left hand and with her free right felt the
captive's punished flesh.
"Hmmmmm! Nice and warm."
Sue's bottom was next. She jumped when she felt the Amazon's hand on her
sore bottom. Joan did the same.
Looking around the room, Cathy sought assessment.
"I would say we have three submissive slave girls here. Any dissenters?"
All she heard were murmuring of agreement.
Cathy looked over at Kim and smiled.
"Next!"
