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Blondie And The Slaver Girls Of Bondos

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Synopsis: Blondie is a young girl who volunteers to try and discover the fate of abducted teenage girls. She must infitrate the Slaver Girls lair posing as a slave girl.
Chapter One

Chapter One

 

My name is Jane Fisher but everyone calls me Blondie, I am 16 years old and I have just qualified as an undercover agent in the fight against the Slaver Girls from the planet Bondos. I volunteered and was accepted as an agent because of my age and looks.

The Slaver Girls have been abducting young, very attractive blond haired girls and no one has figured out yet where the victims are being taken to, or why. This is to be my mission, to infiltrate their base on the planet Bondos and find the missing girls. I am being accompanied by Svetlana, aged 18, who is to pose as my Mistress whilst I adopt the role as her young slave girl.

I have known Svetlana for a couple of years now and she jumped at the chance when offered the role as my Mistress. I remember that she once tried to kiss me and I pushed her away but that was when we first met. I suppose I was a real bitch to her because I knew she fancied me and I did flaunt myself in front of her quite a bit. I was only fourteen then and she probably has forgotten all about it by now. She will be perfect for this job as she looks like the perfect dominatrix anyway, what with her taste for leather gear and her intimidating size. She is over 6 foot 2 inches tall and very athletic looking.

The journey to Bondos will take only hours, but due to the speeds involved it is required that we both are kept in suspended animation until we near Bondos. Before getting into my suspension pod I take a shower and change into my slave costume, which does not take long as it is only a tiny two piece leather bikini. I took a while to look at myself in the full length mirror and found myself being turned on by the image of a pretty, young blond slave girl, with a firm toned body staring back at me. My nipples became very hard and stuck out rigidly. This has always embarrassed me as it always seemed to happen at the wrong time.

At that very moment Svetlana entered the room and smiled at me.

 “Hmm. Very nice darling! You look every inch the part, my dear; they are going to love you". "Hurry up now we have to leave, but let me fit your slave collar first".

I did not like this bit because the collar made me feel like I was truly a slave but I knew it was essential as part of my disguise. Svetlana had my collar in her hand as she walked forward, still smiling as if to a private joke.

 "It's not funny" I said turning to allow Svetlana to fit the collar.

In the mirror I could see her grinning behind me as she applied the steel collar to my neck. She looked gorgeous in her slaver outfit of spike heeled black leather boots that laced up to the knee and her very short, tight black leather skirt and matching bra top. She wore a Slavers black peaked cap which hid her short black spiky hair. She could easily pass as one of the Slavers. The collar was fitted snugly around my neck and fastened with an audible click which caused me a little surge of panic. It was a broad black steel collar which forced me to keep my chin up. It had a rings fastened to it, one at the front and the other at the back. Svetlana would be the only one able to remove it from me until I returned to Earth.

 “Come along now little slave" joked Svetlana, "We have to take you to Bondos but do not worry, you have me to save you from those nasty Slaver Girls!".

With that statement Svetlana steered me towards the door, slapping my bottom playfully as we left the room.

I felt very vulnerable as I stood next to my suspension pod, almost naked and on my way to the Slavers lair. However, if I wanted to find out their secrets and help those poor young girls I would need to keep a level head.

Svetlana would be in charge of the spaceship during the end of the journey to keep up the pretence of a friendly visit from another Slaver, with her young blond Earth girl-slave. It is believed that the Slaver Girls have remote viewing capabilities and would be able to see what is happening on our ship, when they become aware of us. For this reason, I lay down in my pod and closed the Perspex lid and waited for the sleeping gas to take effect, knowing that Svetlana would follow along shortly after completing the final checks on the flight deck. The sleeping gas hissed in and I was overtaken by sleep.

When I awoke I was no longer in my suspended animation pod. I was sat on a high and very narrow pedestal stool in what looked like the cargo hold of our space ship.

 I noted I was now totally naked except for that broad black steel collar. My legs were stretched downwards and my ankles were held in place by slim metal manacles at either side of the stools chrome central pole, near its base. I could not touch the floor, even when I strained my toes. 

My arms were secured firmly behind my back in a very tight single leather sleeve stretching from my wrists to above my elbows and strapped about my shoulders, forcing my elbows together until they nearly touched. A tight single leather mitten encased my hands and fingers, rendering them completely useless. The sleeve keeping my elbows together had the effect of pushing out my breasts which throbbed, whilst my nipples stuck out furiously.

The seat of the stool was very small and, following the shape of my body front and back. It extended to and pressed firmly against my bum hole and clit as I wriggled and struggled in my bonds. I could feel a slight breeze waft across my body and it made my skin feel very sensitive and alive.

I was becoming extremely and inexorably aroused!

It suddenly struck me that I was utterly and completely bare and helpless.

I became aware of the click clack sound of footsteps behind me. It was the tall and athletic Svetlana, looking very smug. She had a full length mirror on wheels which she positioned a few metres in front of me.

"Please let me go Svetlana!" I blurted.

Svetlana smiled back "You look perfectly fabulous as you are dear and I have no intention of letting you go at all. We are going to play this little game my way darling. By now, you should be starting to feel the effects of the drug I gave you earlier. It is the most intense and powerful aphrodisiac in the known universe. It has the ability to send you mad with desire and the best bit is that it is completely and utterly permanent!"

I gasped feeling the drug take hold of me. My cheeks were burning red.

Svetlana chuckled and said "It gets better. You see this little remote control? It’s for your collar and it determines your pleasure levels! I can decide whether to let you cum or keep you smouldering as long as I want. You are now completely at my mercy”

"You must be mad! Let me go right now, you bitch!" I yelled.

“At the moment I have decided that you will definitely not, be cumming. Let this be your first lesson in obedience”

"What it comes down to is, if you want to cum, Blondie. You must beg for it. But do not try my patience by begging too often or I will deny you any orgasms for a couple of days. The longest time any slave has managed to last without an orgasm, on that drug is five days. After that she was willing to do anything and I mean anything, just to be able to orgasm. I feel that with you we could try for a new record."

"Svetlana! Please stop this. What do you want? I will give you anything, anything but please God no!"

Another wave of the drug flowed over my naked prone body making me clench my toes in ecstasy.

Svetlana walked behind me. Before I realised what she was about to do she quickly pulled my head back and when I gasped, stuffed a large red ball into my mouth, reducing my outburst to a muffled "Hmmffff". This was then swiftly buckled tight at the back of my head.

"Enough of your stupid protests, you will not be able to sweet talk your way out of this one Blondie. It's going to be naked slavery for you, my poor little pretty flower". She held my chin and stared into my eyes and grinned.

"We are going to have so much fun together, Blondie." I blushed and tingled all over, feeling the effects of the aphrodisiac increase its hold. I pulled vainly against my restraints in a desperate erotic panic.

Bound as strictly as I was, I could only squirm or wiggle my toes in front of my tormentor.

"How fabulous, to have the proud, red cheeked, pert breasted Jane Fisher naked and helpless before me. We are going to have such fun together!”

 “I have been waiting to bring you down a peg or two since we first met, you stuck up little bitch. This has given me the most perfect opportunity, but the best bit of all is that it was all your idea to come here in the first place. You are now mine to do with as I wish and we may as well start now.”

“That little perch you find yourself on will become a trifle fidgety in a moment and will take you to sensations you haven’t even dreamed about. Oh and by the way, you are being watched by the entire army of Slaver Girls. They can't wait to meet you."

My tormentor looked magnificent and imperious in her spike heeled boots, tiny leather skirt and bra, her peaked cap low over her eyes. 

She had her hands on her hips as she said "It is now time for your first lesson in extreme pleasure and endurance, the first of many to come!"

Svetlana reached forward and pressed a switch on the column between my legs and straight away the saddle I was on began to pulse, throb and tickle my clit in a slow but determined way. I was becoming very wet already and struggled to escape but just ended up squirming in front of a delighted Svetlana. 

She stepped back a little and very slowly looked me up and down, gloating.

"You look so sweet when you struggle like that. I hope the Slaver Girls are enjoying the show. You will notice a little surprise in a moment, my dear."

She reached forward and agonisingly and very lightly tickled me under my chin, which was forced upwards by my collar.

Her hands moved to my breasts, very gently touching them and making my nipples stand out rigid.

She stared into my eyes. I was becoming increasingly desperate.

Then the rear of the little saddle started to squirt some lubricant into my bum hole, making my eyes open wide. Slowly the saddle was pressing against my puckered anus, obviously trying to enter. Svetlana had moved to stand behind me, watching me in the mirror, all the time tickling my breasts and nipples with the lightest of touches. I could feel her hot breath against my neck as I squirmed in front of the mirror and my reflection turned me on even more. My legs were held firmly straight down either side of the saddle and could not flex at all. I could twist my upper torso a fraction but that only made Svetlana smile more.

My eyes moved wild above the gag. I must resist, I must concentrate.

My bum was clenched hard against the insistent little probe and for a second I held it. But it was no use. In it went, into my poor bum hole, exciting me beyond any sensations I had previously experienced. Further in it went, until I thought I could stand it no more.

My pussy was now absolutely soaking and I was panting for breath behind the gag. The probe in my bum began to vibrate and tingle every time I tried to push it out, taking me higher and higher. I was losing control; I just had to cum somehow. I tried again to push the probe out but it tingled and tingled so much I gasped.

I caught my naked quivering reflection in the mirror as another intense wave of ecstasy from the drug surged through my body.

"I will leave you to think about your predicament, whilst I arrange for us to meet your new friends, the Slaver Girls! We will be docking on the planet Bondos very shortly and I will be back in a couple of hours with Mistress Katrina, the Slaver Girls leader. She can be very, very strict and demands complete obedience. Lets hope you are a quick learner darling. Your mission is now over. You will soon be meeting the other little blond sluts and joining them permanently".

Svetlana started to walk away as my eyes pleaded with her.

"Oh yes, I nearly forgot" she said returning. She reached down between my legs and pressed another button. Straight away I felt a dildo nudge past my swollen pussy lips and slide persistently into my vagina.

"The dildo you can feel inside you is sensitive to the slightest movement. If you struggle it is set to give your g-spot a nice big thrill. You will have already noticed that you cannot push out that naughty tingly little plug in your bottom. I can see you are having that experience right now, you saucy little minx".

She grinned at me from ear to ear, the bitch.

”Try as you might, you will not be able to cum.”

 Svetlana made one final adjustment to the mirror to make sure I had a perfect view of myself, blew me a kiss and turned to leave.

"See you soon darling and do try to keep still Blondie, you look exhausted already!” And she laughed and was gone.

What a fantastic special agent I had turned out to be. Only hours into the mission and I was already bound and gagged, helpless and naked, screaming silently for an orgasm and on my way to my new home on a strange planet that is run by the Slaver Girls! There was simply nothing I could do but await my fate in the hands of that bitch Svetlana.

By now the tiny saddle I found myself perched upon was saturated with my cum. I tried to stay calm but then my bum would squeeze on the probe and set it of buzzing. This would cause me to wriggle a little bit and in turn set off the dildo which throbbed and pulsed inside me. All the time the front of the saddle tenderly tickled my swollen irritated clit. Even the small breeze caused by the air conditioner tormented me, tickling me and making my pointy nipples stand out even harder. I was silently screaming behind the bright red ball gag. I was absolutely desperate now, even after just a few minutes.

I tried one more time to wriggle free but that was a mistake.

The urge to cum was incredible. I saw myself squirming and panting in the mirror. I was coated in a sheen of sweat with my eyes wide and my mouth forming a perfect o because of that nasty gag. Naked and helpless. My breasts jutting forward invitingly, swaying slightly, betraying my feeble attempt to free myself. Nipples full and hard I saw my toes wiggle helplessly as I drew nearer and nearer and nearer to that unbearable but inevitable brink of unbridled ecstasy that the aphrodisiac drug would insist upon.

 

 

 

To be continued..

 

 

 

 

Chapter Two

Chapter Two

 

I had no idea how long I had been on this pedestal from hell, it seemed like forever to me. I tried to think of anything to take my mind off the increasing urge to cum.

I thought about my old school and people I knew. Would anyone miss me?

I knew one person who would be delighted if she could see my present predicament. That bitch Jennifer Stern. We always hated each other and she was always trying to make trouble for me. I can remember once, when I was to be punished with a naked spanking, after she framed me for something she had done, she volunteered to hold me down while I was punished.

If it was Jennifer Stern who had me at her mercy I dread to think what she would do. I imagined her standing in front of me with that haughty expression on her face, the one she always used when she had got one over on me.

Yes, she would definitely make me suffer.

I could feel the burn of embarrassment and shame flood over me as I saw myself, helpless and motionless. An inflamed naked slave girl looked back from the mirror. Silent and tightly gagged.

Waves of desperation ran through me again as a slight involuntary spasm caused the probe in my bum to start buzzing.

“This can’t be happening to me! Please help me. Oh my, oh my. I have to cum. I have to cum now!” I thought, as the vision of Jennifer Stern holding the remote control for my collar, pointing at me and laughing, filled my mind.

In the mirror I saw the inside of my thighs glistening with my juices as I became wetter and wetter.

I heard a noise then. The sound of the sliding cargo door hissing open and voices!

Footsteps approached from behind me and I tried to get a glimpse of who it was in the mirror. I could tell there were a few people entering the room.

Svetlana swept into view at my side, swiftly followed by another tall girl in a long black leather coat and peaked cap. The classic Slaver Girl outfit.

This then was the Slaver Girls leader Mistress Katrina. She looked stunning and scary in equal parts. The same height as Svetlana and the same black hair, larger breasts but even more muscle toned overall. Long lithe powerful legs fitted into thigh high black boots. The leather coat was open, to reveal a leather bra, flat washboard tummy and very short leather skirt. An Amazonian warrior girl, in a Slaver Girls uniform.

Mistress Katrina held two leashes at the end of which were two very beautiful, rosy cheeked, young blond girls. They were both naked, except for collars like mine and very high heeled shoes. Their arms were pinned behind their backs in a single sleeve which pushed their breasts forward. Neither of them was gagged but they remained silent as they looked me up and down.

I noted they both had smooth bare pussies, no hair at all. You could just see their pink lips, protruding and moist looking. I think they were highly aroused.

“Hold onto these bitches for me, would you Svetlana my dear? While I inspect your latest acquisition”

Svetlana happily took the leashes from her leader.

Mistress Katrina tipped her head back and slowly took in all the details of my bondage. She took her time as she circled my body and I saw her swallow before continuing in a mocking voice.

“Well, what a pretty little bird we have! Sat upon a perch!”

I could do nothing but stare back with wide eyes, fighting to stay in control as I reached yet another impossible level in erotic denial.

“She is even more beautiful than you described her, Svetlana”

Mistress Katrina moved to my right hand side and placed her hand so very gently upon my taught, flat tummy. She tickled me with the faintest of touches, moving her hand in a slow circle which made me scream into the gag and I couldn’t help but squirm against that relentless caress.

I should have kept still as I was now rewarded with unwanted attentions of a stinging probe in my bum hole as well as the swelling dildo that filled my pussy. My clit was jutting out inflamed with unbearable passion.

“She has very soft skin. I like that in a slave girl. She responds well to touch as well. Look at her dance as I lightly stroke her.”

Mistress Katrina now placed her other hand at the small of my back and faintly brushed my little baby hairs, while continuing to tickle my tummy.

Again, I screamed and screamed into the gag, my whole body trembling as I looked frantically around for signs of mercy, from anyone.

Mistress Katrina kept up the gentle touching as she looked straight into my eyes and went on. “You will do whatever we ask and you will do it immediately and you will do it absolutely perfectly or you could end up spending a couple of days on the perch. Do I make myself perfectly clear?”

I gulped.

“You will remain silent at all times, unless given permission to speak. One word out of place and you will be punished most severely”

Mistress Katrina turned to Svetlana holding the two bound beauties and pointed at me.

“I will enjoy helping you train her. Now bring her along to the preparation room and get her cleaned up, she has a party to go to.”

With that, Svetlana handed back the slave leashes and stood directly in front of me. She reached down between my legs and pressed a button on the perch. Then she retreated a couple of paces to better study my reactions.

The dildo slowly withdrew, but my wet pussy tried to hold onto it, sending it hopelessly into spasms. The expected, longed for, orgasm was elusive.

I thought I would faint.

Then anal probe followed and slid very gently from my bum hole causing me to stretch out and squirm. My fingers and toes flailing ineffectually.

I heard the sound of the ankle cuffs opening and Svetlana lifted me easily off the perch in one fluid motion, and set me on the ground. My knees nearly gave way but I managed to stay upright.

Without further ado, Svetlana attached a leash to the rear of my collar and frog marched me out of the room, naked, to be prepared as her new pleasure slave.

I was accompanied by the two pretty blond slaves that had just witnessed my humiliation on the perch as we were made to disembark from the space ship. We were made to keep strictly in step as we descended a ramp onto a large paved area adjoining a large building complex.

 Outside in the sunshine, waiting to get a view of the new slave was a large group of smirking Slaver Girls. All dressed in their leather uniforms and caps.

“Quite a show you put on for us Blondie” said one and they all laughed out loud.

I looked around and saw I was in what looked like an army base surrounded by a high electric fence.

“Move it Blondie” said Svetlana as I was swiftly marched, step by step with my blond companions, through the main entrance and into the lair of the Slaver Girls.

My pussy was aching from the attentions of the perch and waves of extreme ecstasy continued to flow over my nude body. My nipples still jutted out and tingled like mad.

What a pretty picture I must look, I thought.

Would I ever be allowed to cum?

I would even have begged that bitch Jennifer Stern, my worst enemy, to bring me off. Anything to end this erotic teasing torment.

We were in a long corridor with doors along either side. About halfway along we turned into a room on the right. The room was brightly lit with white walls and floor. In the middle was a black leather couch with an indentation at the centre. My leash was removed and I was guided backwards onto the couch and found the indentation was for my arms, which remained pinned behind me.

Svetlana smiled down at me and touched herself. Intimately.

The two pretty blondes stood behind her perfectly still, like statues, legs slightly parted, chins up. From my prone position I could see that they were definitely extremely aroused. Moisture glistened on their cute pink pussy lips.

“We must remove your pubic hair Blondie. No slaves are allowed pubic hair. We must fasten you down first, as this will probably get you a little bit agitated”

She took each of my ankles and attached them to leather cuffs hanging from the ceiling. My legs were now held up and wide apart.

Svetlana moved to a panel on the wall and adjusted some controls. I felt my legs pulled high over my head, leaving my pussy exposed and vulnerable, for all to see.

I was still fighting against the increasingly troublesome orgasmic urges. My aching wet pussy was very swollen and inflamed. I bit down on my gag feeling more helpless than ever.

I watched Svetlana putting on surgical gloves and approaching me with a jar of white cream in her hand. She scooped some out and applied it all over and in my agitated pussy and bum. Moving quickly she also smothered my legs too.

“We will let that cream work for a minute or two, it will permanently keep you hairless. Save us having to shave you all the time”

Svetlana removed the gloves and casually discarded them in a waste bin by the wall and went on, “It will tickle for a bit darling”. Then moved to stand just behind the two pretty blond statues and watched me with a mean grin on her face.

I saw her hands move slowly between the legs of the poor slaves and for the first time I heard a sounds from both of them. Only quiet little moans and panting breaths were allowed. I knew they must not speak.

It was then that the effect of the cream hit me! My god it tickled like I had never been tickled before. All over my lower body and even inside my pussy and bum where that bitch had deliberately put it.

I squirmed about helplessly while Svetlana watched, all the time toying with her two blond softly moaning captives. I could see them looking down on me, watching my pussy gape in anticipation. 

“I need to cum!!!” I shouted silently into the red ball lodged firmly in my mouth.

“Right you should be done now, lets get you up and showered. We need to get you ready for tonight’s party. Mistress Katrina will want to see you there, all bare and ready to please!”

Svetlana undid the ankle cuffs and gently lowered my legs.

“Sit up and I will remove that nasty gag, but do not say a word, not one single word or there will be no orgasm for you tonight. In fact it would be fun to see you go a couple of days. Especially in the hands of Mistress Katrina”

I nodded, as I wanted rid of that red ball filling my mouth.

“I will then remove your arm restraint temporarily while you shower. You will look very sweet with your pussy naked and smooth”

I looked imploringly into Svetlana’s cold eyes hoping that she would show me mercy.

“Go in there and shower, you have ten minutes Blondie” Svetlana pointed to a glass shower stall where everyone could watch me.

“Be sure to wash everywhere darling, but do not forget I have your controller here and you will not be able to bring yourself off.”

The bitch was really enjoying this and there was absolutely nothing I could do about it. I went into the stall and showered myself thoroughly, as instructed by my new mistress.

My pussy felt very vulnerable being bare like that and my legs were as smooth as silk. Even around my bum felt exposed, without any hair at all. All this added to my torment as I again felt a rush of intense titillation due to the aphrodisiac drug. Another brink surpassed. I got goose bumps, my nipples were hard.

I left the shower stall and Svetlana dabbed me dry with a soft towel. She then stepped back to stand between the two blond girls, putting her arms around them both. Svetlana ran her tongue around her lips. All three looked at me for what seemed an age.

“Yes, you look lovely darling, now we must put your new shoes on.”

Svetlana went to the little table where the jar of cream stood, alongside was a pair of extremely high heeled black shoes. Destined for my poor feet, I knew.

“Of course, these shoes have been waiting for you for a while now. We knew you would be coming to join your blond friends. They will fit you perfectly”

Svetlana held them out to me.

“Put them on and hurry up about it, we haven’t got all day”

I crouched down and put them on, all the time I could feel three pairs of eyes watching my every move. I stood up straight, feeling a little unsteady at first but I have worn heels like this before and knew I would be OK. I could see the affect on their faces, I knew I looked hot. This made me have another rush from the drug and I moaned as silently as I could. I did not want to spend two days with Mistress Katrina!

Svetlana smiled. “We have to put your arms back into this single sleeve, my pretty little flower. But we will leave your dainty fingers free. We are not completely without mercy”

She held it up.

“Turn around, there’s a good girl. Hmm, aren’t you soft and smooth? Now put your arms in, that’s it”

And it was back on, fastened about my shoulders and zipped up past my elbows.

I was again completely naked and helpless in the hands of my new mistress, Svetlana. On my way to begin my new life, as her pleasure slave on a strange planet, with no hope of escape. Bare pussy throbbing and nipples jutting, I was being led out of the door. I was going to a party.

What would my old school rival, Jennifer Stern, have made of this?

 

To be continued.


Chapter Three


I was marched for about fifteen minutes down twisting and turning corridors pondering my fate in the hands of Svetlana, my new mistress. I was in big trouble and there was no way out.

Tied up tight and completely nude as I was, there was nothing I could do but follow

the instructions of  Svetllana and stride gracefully in front of her. She guided me with a riding crop, not hitting me but touching very gently every now and then. I had to concentrate on keeping my balance in these new high shoes, all the time knowing the highly erotic image I presented to the evil Svetlana as she followed closely behind, accompanied by her two naked blond slave girls. Her eyes would be following my every move as we made our way past door after door. Every now and then a little breeze would fan past to torment me further. My nipples were stuck out hard and rigid, whilst my swollen nubbin tingled and tickled, pointed firmly outward hopefully and expectantly but in vain. My newly smooth pussy would be a pretty picture to behold in this highly aroused state and there was absolutely nothing I could do about it.

The aphrodisiac drug they had given me had got me in its relentless grasp, taking me to the brink again and again. It never actually made me cum but each peak seemed nearer and ever more intense. If you tried to fight it, it made it worse and you were taken to the brink immediately and it took your breath away. If you tried to ignore it, then it would build more slowly, teasingly building and demanding that you try and climax. Which of course was impossible due to the interference of that damned collar I wore. It would certainly not only prevent orgasm but also keep you at that single point for a good long while, just to let you know who was boss. And then it would start all over again.

Svetlana had definitely got the better of me and my fate was in her hands. She could do whatever she wanted. And knew it! In fact, what if she decided to never allow me to orgasm ever again? This thought instantly took me to the absolute highest peak yet and I gasped at the incredible intensity of the sensation while my pussy throbbed frantically in a foolish, pointless attempt at cumming.

Svetlana was observing this and enjoying every minute of it, the wicked nasty bitch.

“You look so sweet when you tremble like that my poor little slave” purred Svetlana, “What a delicious prize you will be after a few more hours of pleasure and denial”

I struggled to keep control as wave after wave of screaming sensual arousal tickled its way to my little pip of sex, poking from my smooth slick pussy.

A gentle tap from the crop urged me on. The sounds of a party drifted towards us, a celebration of my capture no doubt. What a capture I was too. The special agent sent to end their little enterprise was now firmly in their hands, a captured spy. To my employers I would have vanished without trace, that bitch Svetlana would have seen to that. I was about to become the centre of attention in the enemy camp, where my desperate pleas for relief are very likely to be seen as highly amusing.

I almost begged there and then to be allowed release but I was desperate not to let them break me. I had to keep it together at all costs! I must never ever beg to cum!

We came to a momentary stop before a set of double doors which immediately hissed open, then we passed through. We were greeted by a smiling Mistress Katrina and around  a dozen of her cronies. The Mistress was sat in curule style chair, dressed as before in a very short leather skirt and leather bra. Thigh high leather boots adorned her athletic long legs. Her gaze never left me as we entered, drinking in the vision before her.

“Ah! The little spy is here to entertain us at last!” barked Mistress Katrina in a tone of voice that made me tremble in trepidation.

“Bring the pretty creature over here where we can get a better view, I wish to inspect her more closely, to see if the depilatory cream has been completely successful.”

Svetlana urged me forward with deft movements of the crop until I stood directly in front of the dominatrix in the curule chair. At that moment I made the mistake of trying to fight down the sensation of the aphrodisiac. Instantly I was brought to a new level of arousal whilst right under the intense scrutiny of my tormentor. I was stood  to attention with my arms pinned firmly behind me, fingers flailing ineffectually at thin air and my agitated nubbin just inches from the Mistresses gaze. An involuntary whimper escaped my lips and I started to pant a little in a foolish attempt at control.

“Hmm.. She responds extremely well to that drug you gave her, Svetlana. See how she squirms before me? I could have her begging like a slut slave with the slightest touch.”

She extended a finger to within a fraction of an inch of my throbbing nubbin and I gasped at the prospect of that intimate contact. Her hand trembled slightly as her long fingernail wavered. It seemed so close I held my breath. The drug pushed me closer and ever closer to begging but I have to stay silent! I simply must!

The scent of my arousal permeated the air around us as I stood naked and helplessly exposed in front of the evil Mistress Katrina. I could feel the tightness of my swollen hard nipples as they gently rose and fell to my increased breathing. My nubbin expectantly twitched.

Everyone in the room was watching me with intense concentration wondering if that trembling extended fingernail of the dominatrix would make contact with my pulsing pip. If it did I would be hers! I knew it would be over for me and I would become nothing more than a pleasure slave, to be sold to the highest bidder on this lesbian planet! How my old school rival Jennifer Stern would have loved to see me like this, naked and helpless in the hands of Svetlana and Mistress Katrina. I imagined being sold at auction, displayed nude and on the brink of orgasm before a crowd of eager buyers on the planet Bondos. I could see Jennifer Stern grinning from ear to ear, in the crowd bidding for me! No! Please not that! Not Jennifer Stern!! She would never let me cum ever!!

Just as I thought I could take no more she withdrew her hand slowly and smiled at my reaction, eyes twinkling. I gasped.

“What a pretty little naked spy you are, pussy all nice and smooth as silk, perfect legs too”

“Now get on your knees Miss Jane Fisher, you are about to pleasure me with your pretty little agile tongue until I cum and then I want you to do the same for all our lovely guests! After that we will see if you deserve the release you crave. I hope I make myself perfectly clear! If you do not satisfy us all completely and fully I will personally keep you at the highest possible peak of arousal for an entire month!”

I had to be helped down onto my knees before the formidable Mistress Katrina who had now parted her legs in readiness. She wore no panties beneath that short skirt of leather and her pussy was now just six inches from my face. I saw that it too was hairless, with small thin lips but a  large clitty peeping out from beneath its hood. Her scent wafted over me and her juices had moistened all around her glistening pungent sex.

“Later, if you are a good girl, you will beg to begin your new life as our new pussy slave, this will be a permanent position”

“In the mean time you may begin Miss Jane Fisher and remember to look up at me the whole time! I want to see into your pretty blue eyes as you slowly bring me off”

All I had to do was lean forwards a little as the very precise and strict Svetlana had, of course, positioned me perfectly.

On my knees, arms straight back, chin up and tongue extended.

I felt the crop gently urge me forward. That vindictive bitch Svetlana controlling my every move. I sensed all the eyes in the room upon me. I very slowly inched forward. I heard a gasp from Mistress Katrina as she felt my breath upon her sex. Her scent filled my nostrils as I got closer and closer. Looking up at her face as instructed I saw the parted lips, as she stared back, turn into a wicked grin of conquest. I whimpered “no, please, no” but Katrina merely raise an eyebrow and said “Make me cum nicely, my pretty little naked spy!”

My tongue deftly touched her sex and it was hot and very wet. I felt her squirm a little.

I have never given sex to a woman before but I knew I had to learn fast. I knew where I liked to be tickled and gently rubbed, so I wriggled my tongue around her swollen pip then down her hot cleft feeling her juices flow onto my face.

Mistress Katrina never took her eyes away from me as I was pleasuring her. She ground her pussy into my face as she neared climax, all the time watching me closely.

I was absolutely desperate to cum and this assisted my enthusiasm in bringing off  my Mistress Katrina. I was being turned on to intolerable levels,lapping and wriggling my tongue while her pussy danced erotically before me. She stared down into my eyes. “I will enjoy making you beg to cum after this Miss Fisher, but you will learn to  savour the denial first. I now have the remote control for your collar and I assure you I am much meaner than Svetlana!”

My eyes opened wider. How could she be so cruel.

“I need to be completely and utterly sure you are being sincere when you me beg for permission to cum”.

The drug made me squirm again with its ferocious sexual intensity and I paused for just a tiny moment as I peaked as never before.

“Keep going you little bitch! Make me cum now!!”

I was frantic in my desire and Katrina was only the first. There was Svetlana next and she would be very demanding. Then the other twelve girls! And what about the two slave girls who stood statuesquely silent but squirmed surreptitiously in their need. Had they been given the drug too? I thought they probably had.

Katrina was very near the point of no return. She panted and gasped, gripping the sides of the chair with white knuckles. I flicked her pip of pleasure with the tip of my tongue, then down into her cleft and back to the pip. Firmer pressure now. I was soaked in her warm scented juices.

Her back arched as she came with a terrific force, ejaculating a long hot stream of fluid all over my face.

Then there was a huge explosion. It followed Mistress Katrinas orgasm so close as to  seem they were almost connected.

Confusion ensued, dust fell all around and sirens blared.

Mistress Katrina stood up quickly as one of her cronies ran in the door shouting “Space Pirates! They have breached our defences!”

Another loud bang resounded followed by a strange narcotic scent. I immediately felt the room begin to spin and I slumped unconscious to the floor.



Chapter Four


I could not have been unconscious for all that long, just a couple of minutes. I was eventually able to slowly open my eyes and could see Svetlana and Mistress Katrina lying by my side. Her cronies were scattered about, all laid flat. The Space Pirates were coming closer, I could sense them cautiously approaching the room where we were all slumped unable to move.

I knew a little bit about the Space Pirates, enough to worry me. They were the sworn enemy of the Slaver Girls with a fierce reputation. An all girl group of pirates capable of just about anything. Their leader, Mistress Eva, was feared across the known universe and her crew were hand picked by her. It was said that they were the most beautiful but cruel girls, some of them were even former gladiator or wrestling girls.

I tried to move a little but seemed completely paralysed, probably by the narcotic gas.

The double doors to the room hissed open and the Space Pirate girls slipped in.

From my position on the floor I could see that there were three of them. They each wore tiny black leather mini skirts and halter tops with black knee high boots. They had masks on there faces too, like a cartoon robber might wear. Two blondes and a brunette, all three looked very young and stunning. The two blondes had there hair in pigtails which made them look even younger. The brunette had her hair tied back and looked a little more severe. They moved gracefully like felines, athletic and incredibly sensuous. What fabulous young fit bodies they had!

Again I tried to move but was helplessly in the grip of the paralysing agent that had been used on us. I looked over to Mistress Katrina as we lay there prone and saw her eyes meet mine. She looked absolutely furious but was totally unable to do a single thing about it.

The three pirates came over to where I lay and looked down at me smiling.

“Here she is, now go get the truck” said the middle blonde girl. She grinned as she reached down and took my collar remote control from Mistress Katrinas flaccid grip.

I desperately tried to move but was completely immobilised and could only look on as the brunette pirate girl returned pushing a kind of tall padded sack truck over to where I lay. The sack truck was laid flat on the ground next to me. I was lifted onto the truck by the two blondes and strapped into place. One strap around my ankles and another just above my knees, another at my waist, one just below my breasts and a final one at my neck. All were cinched up nice and tight. The truck was quickly lifted and I was swiftly whisked out of the room and into the corridor and away.

The whole event had taken only a couple of minutes and I was on my way, stood up straight and naked and strapped onto a padded sack truck, completely and utterly helpless, being delivered into the cruel hands of the Space Pirate girls!

Again I tried to squirm free but my muscles would not respond. I have to escape somehow before I am taken onto their spaceship! Once on there I am lost, their naked and helpless prisoner to do with as they want. And what exactly did they want from me? I had obviously been sought out for some reason. One thing was for sure, I would soon find out unless I could escape!

All I could do was look straight ahead as I was pushed quickly along to meet my fate. Strapped totally nude and bolt upright. All the time I could feel the effect of the aphrodisiac drug, building and building, the air rushing past and tickling every inch of my sensitive skin as we passed down endless corridors. My nipples were swollen, rigid and pointed, almost painfully so. Desperate now, I struggled vainly to move as I was whisked along. I have to think of a way out of this, I was running out of time!!

Instead I was distracted by the thought of my beautiful rival from school, Jennifer Stern. I imagined her at the end of a long corridor and I was being pushed towards her on this sack truck, naked and bound. She is stood, arms folded, laughing as I get nearer and nearer. When I reach her I will be hers for ever! Owned by that evil bitch schoolgirl Jennifer Stern! She can sense my arousal as I am helplessly wheeled forward and she grins broadly, knowing the vulnerable predicament I am in. Closer and closer to my tormentor I go. What tortures does she have in mind for me. Please help me!!

I am immediately pulled back to my senses as we reach the outside. The image of Jennifer Stern was still haunting me as we reached a transport vehicle waiting for us outside.

There were no more chances of escape now.

“No, please no!!” I silently screamed to myself.

The rear door was open and I was simply wheeled in as the door closed behind us with an audible click.

One of the blonde pigtailed pirate girls, turned to me. Smiling and whilst deliberately  brushing her finger tips right across my bare pussy, said “Breath deeply.” A rubber mask was slid over my nose and mouth. I tried to hold my breath while her finger tips danced lightly all around my vulnerable wet sex. I could do nothing at all to stop her and breathed in, then slowly drifted off, unconscious.

I dreamed of Jennifer Stern again, tormenting me as I lay tied up, spread eagled naked at her mercy. Her eyes drinking in the image before her as I struggled and implored her. I could see her hand move inexorably towards my swollen pussy and touch ever so, ever so, lightly on the very tip of my taught pip of delight. The touch was so very slight it sent waves of incredible intensity through me and I tried, in desperation, to push my pussy up to meet her trembling fingers. Screaming and thrashing in frustration I eventually became exhausted. Jennifer looked down at me, smirking that bitch smirk of hers.

I open my eyes with a start as I recalled my predicament. I had been out cold for a while.

I was still tied naked with my hands firmly behind my back but I could tell I had been cleaned up and smelled slightly perfumed. I was now bare foot with my ankles tied together. At least the tight arm binder had been removed. I tried to move and found I could wiggle my fingers again. I stirred slightly and looked up from the floor where I lay. Looking around it was clear I was on the fight deck of the pirate girls space ship. I see a couple of them at the control panels and could hear the ambient sound of girls talking.

“She's awake captain” came a girls voice from somewhere behind me.

“Ah-ha good, lets have a look at our little prize now she has roused, I thought she would never wake”.

A tall powerful girl with tanned and muscular legs came round to peer down at me. Her body was fantastically firm and fit. From my prone position on the floor I looked up at her. She had black hair tied straight back and wore a small leather halter and tiny mini skirt like the others but also had on a captains peaked cap pulled down at a jaunty angle. Her boots were higher too with spiked heels. She had an eye patch over her left eye. No masks on now. Her hands were encased in long black leather gloves. 

“Welcome to our space ship, special agent Miss Jane Fisher, or should we say ex-special agent. Let me introduce myself. I am your Mistress Eva, Captain of the Space Pirates. You may have heard things about me?” she smiled and crouched down next to me, placing her hand lightly on my hip making me breathe a little quicker. Gently but firmly she rolled me onto my back. My pussy was raised up due to my hands tied behind me.

“I understand you have been enjoying the hospitality of our friends the Slaver Girls” she purred.

Her hand went to my breast and gently pinched my nipple, it stiffened. I gritted my teeth and looked up at her. Despite myself I desperately wanting that hand to move down and touch my wet sex, to at last release me from this prolonged agony of wanting. Mistress Eva seemed to sense this and her hand moved to my shoulder and then slowly all along the side of my trembling body. The lightest of agonising lingering touches. Over my hip and in a line slowly along the top of my thigh to finally rest just above my knee. My lower lip trembled in anticipation and I started to pant.

“The thing is, my pretty little flower, what were you up to with the Slaver Girls, hmmm?”

She stared directly into my eyes as if she could read my mind. I blushed.

“And how come everyone so very interested in you all of a sudden? We have intercepted dozens of interesting calls out for you. Some from your HQ but mostly not”

Mistress Eva moved in closer to me. I squirming under her stare.

“Someone is trying extremely hard to find you and has even promised a large reward, if you are found alive. Who might that be, my pretty little naked spy?”

I had no idea who she was talking about, my mind was racing, who could it be?

“We have reports that your movements have been monitored, someone has gone to a lot of trouble to keep an eye on you”

Mistress Eva put her left hand beneath my chin and lifted my face to better meet her gaze.

“I want to know who it is and why! And how come you got mixed up with the Slaver Girls? Miss Jane Fisher, the nude pussy slave, hmmm!”

“I will tell you absolutely nothing!” I blurted out, desperately trying to bluff my way out. I could spill the beans on the Slaver Girls but I had no idea who the hell was following me.

“You won't get a damned thing out of me!” I retorted, feeling slightly braver.

Mistress Eva raised an eyebrow, smiled and stood up.

“Okay, if that's the way it has to be, then so be it! Erica! Take this slave to the interrogation room and extract the information from her forthwith. I will leave it up to you as to how you do it, but the Slaver Girls have given her that extremely powerful aphrodisiac they always like to use. It should make things a lot easier with the kind of methods you employ. You can take as much time as you like and take a couple of your favourite girls with you.”

I pulled against my bonds and struggled but I was tied up nice and tight. All I could do was lie there, on my back, naked at their feet.

Erica the interrogator came into view and peered down at me. I had not seen her before. Another blonde with steely blue eyes and fresh complexion. Her hair was short, almost cropped. She wore the same very brief top and skirt as the others. I noted that her small well formed breasts had stiff nipples that showed their shape even through her top. She was not as tall as Mistress Eva but very well toned, like a fighter.

“No wonder the Slaver Girls wanted her as theirs. She looks absolutely scrumptious tied up nude like that.” said Erica the interrogator

I could feel myself  blushing deeply under their scrutiny. My nipples throbbed and ached, stuck out hard as they were. Inviting the touch of my tormentors.

“Make sure she tells you everything, Erica. When you have finished with her, she can begin her new life. Doing the job she was made for, as my perpetually aroused personal tongue slave!”

The aphrodisiac was sending me crazy as I tried, stupidly, to fight it.

“You'll probably want this as well” said Mistress Eva as she passed Erica the remote control to my collar.

Erica took a good long lingering look at me, lying there nude at her feet. I could see her thinking about what she was going to do with me. She looked very smug.

“It will be an absolute pleasure” Erica said, as she took the remote control “she will tell us everything, I guarantee it!”

Mistress Eva shifted to a leather flight chair nearby and gracefully sat down, crossing her athletically toned shapely legs.

“Very good! Oh, and by the way Erica, I want the whole thing filmed to add to my trophy collection. I like to see my new slaves truly begging, do I make myself clear?”

I tugged at my tight bonds, panicking, already within a hairs breadth of cumming. I was in for it now and no mistake.

























Chapter Five


From my prone position on the floor I strained to lift my head to better see what was going to happen next. I pulled against the bonds holding my wrists but was helplessly and firmly bound. Immediately the aphrodisiac drug sent me straight to the very edge of orgasm and held me there, as I looked down at my aroused vulnerable nakedness. Over my flat tummy I could just see the slight mound of my bald bare pussy, but could not reach it with my frantic scrabbling fingers. The more I wriggled the worse it became! But when I lay still it tickled and itched all of my erogenous places, inexorably building up until I really thought I could bear it no more. My nipples went hard again and became obviously erect. I parted my legs slightly and felt my wetness oozing as I did so.

Erica clicked her fingers to attract the attention of two very beautiful athletic girls, who were stood to one side watching me closely without expression. Both had very firm perky breasts, washboard tummys and short black spiky hair. With the same very brief top, skirts and knee length boots, they looked like they could be sisters.

“Bambi,Thumper! Bring her to the interrogation room forthwith. We must begin immediately, I am looking forward to hearing our little spy begging for mercy, we must be sure she has told us absolutely everything!”

Erica crouched down and looked directly into my eyes. “We are going to have lots and lots of fun aren't we, my little naked spy”. She deliberately placed one fingertip, just for an instant, precisely on my nubbin! I squealed and jerked out straight.

With that she stood up and turned towards the exit.

“Bring her!” She barked.

Bambi and Thumper stooped down and effortlessly lifted me under my arms until I stood between them. The one called Thumper then casually threw me over her shoulder head first and wrapped one arm around my thighs to hold me firmly in place. I kicked out desperately and squirmed but an incredibly sharp, stinging spank on my buttocks, from her free hand prevented any further struggles from me.

Just as I was carried out through the door I managed to lift my head enough to see Mistress Eva watching me, laughing as I proceeded to my fate!

It did not take too long to reach our destination. Along the way Thumper would give me a sound spanking if she felt I was trying to wriggle too much. My poor bummy was red by the time we arrived. The door was flung open and into the interrogation room we went.

“On the platform with her! Legs well apart and arms held underneath! Use the single sleeve and make it nice and tight, I want her titties well presented! Bambi, you get the cameras rolling”

“Yes Miss!”

Bambi went to a control panel by the wall, pressing buttons. Video cameras were all around the platform, red lights blinking.

“Cameras on Miss. We are filming.”

“Good! Now lets prepare the nude pretty spy immediately and start the show!”

I was thrown, face down, onto a large rectangular platform, covered in a black padded fabric. I noticed metal rings at various intervals amongst the padding.

My wrists were untied by Bambi and held securely while Thumper found a gloved, single sleeve, arm binder. This was quickly zipped up, all the way to my shoulders, then the straps all along the length of it were tightened and buckled. To completely hold the binder in place, straps went over my shoulders too.

Next, Bambi rolled me over onto my back. My arms were now pinned behind with my elbows touching. This pushed out my breasts out invitingly as Erica had intended. My hands were encased in fingerless leather and completely useless.

Bambi lightly pinched each nipple and giggled as they stiffened between her fingers.

“No! Please don't!” I pleaded as waves of desire flowed from the point of my nipples down to my pussy. Bambi gave a final little sharp squeeze until I yelped and let go.

Thumper laughed and grabbing my ankles, positioned me in the centre of the platform. I was pulled about until Bambi and Thumper were satisfied they had me just right.

My collar was fastened to two rings in the platform just under my neck. This held my head in place. Next my ankles were pulled well apart and secured to more rings with padded leather straps.

Bambi and Thumper then stood back giggling, to admire their handwork.

I tried twisting and turning but could only stare up at the ceiling and hardly move at all.

“She's ready Miss!” grinned Bambi and Thumper together.

“Thank you girls, now lets get started. I would like you to be bare naked and sitting astride her legs facing her pussy. Move slowly forwards together until your knees jam her thighs wide apart.”

I heard them disrobe and then saw them positioning themselves above me. They looked absolutely stunning naked. I wriggled again as the aphrodisiac kicked in. I knew I was in trouble as I was already desperate to cum and they had not even started yet.

Bambi and Thumper were kneeling with each of my legs between theirs and inching forward until their knees met, jammed between my thighs. They then lowered their pussies until they touched my legs just above my knees. I felt their wet pussies adjusting until they suckered down and held me in place.

Any flexing of my legs would be felt by the two girls  directly on their pussies Whereas mine would be left helplessly exposed.

Erica was now totally naked too and leaned over to look into my eyes. She had a mean expression.

“Mistress Eva will want you to give her a good show and I intend to make sure you do. You can begin by licking my pussy. You will bring me to orgasm using just your tongue!”

Erica climbed onto the platform and knelt astride me, my face trapped between her knees. Slowly she manoeuvred her pussy onto my neck collar forcing my chin back and the underside hard up against her clit. Every time I swallowed I felt her wet pussy press down harder.

I have never felt so naked and vulnerable, pinned down like this. Held firmly in place and straddled by three tough, young and naked pirate girls!

“Bambi, Thumper! Begin her stimulation. She cannot cum as I have set her collar to prevent it. You can be as vicious  as you want!”

My eyes popped open wide in shock as the two girls began to lightly tickle their way up my sensitive thighs, inexorably advancing towards my aching swollen helpless sex.

“Oh no! My God! Please stop! No!” I screamed out desperately.

I could not move a muscle as the tantalizing fingers inched ever closer to my nubbin. They felt like little butterflies flitting across my bare thighs. Sending shocks of incredible intensity up and down my body, to every spot that could possibly be tickled. Bambi and Thumper responded by pressing their pussies down more firmly, They were wetter now, I could feel their heat.

Erica smiled down at me and snuggled her muscular thighs tighter against each side of my face.

“What's the matter my little pretty one? Want to cum hmmm....? Those dainty dancing fingers getting you hot? Well we intend to torture you with the most  excruciatingly delicious pleasure and there is absolutely nothing you can do about it!”

“You have to let me cum!! Now! My God! I will tell you everything! J-J-Just let me cum!!” I stammered.

“Sorry, but I simply do not believe you!”

The fleeting fingers were getting even closer and I was going out of my mind. Tickle, tickle, tickle, tickle, tickle.

I was looking up at Erica. My face firmly clamped between her thighs. She looked magnificent in her domination. Perfect breasts jutting out in a haughty fashion as she looked down at me. Grinning smugly.

I swallowed hard and felt her pussy melt as I did so. She was very aroused and cup-pied down more firmly on my throat. Gently moving her clit under my chin.

The butterfly fingers were now a fraction away from my outer pussy lips and I tried to fight the aphrodisiac, but it was not possible, it just made it lots, lots worse.

“Ahh ahhh ahhh ahhh no, no, no! Please, please, please I will tell you everything!

“No” Erica calmly replied. “We must carry on to ensure the truth”

“Now you will lick my pussy and do it well. If you fail to excite me I will leave you with Bambi and Thumper until morning. Then you can start all over again. Now be silent and begin”

Erica slowly lifted her wet pussy from my throat and lowered it down until her sex lightly brushed my panting lips.

I had no choice. I extended my tongue and began to lick my Mistress to the very best of my ability. I tried hard to concentrate, wiggling the tip of my tongue between her folds and around her hooded swollen clit. Erica constantly smirked down at me as I tried desperately to please her.

The butterfly fingers now brushed against the outer edges of my pussy and I almost passed out.

Erica suddenly pressed her pussy firmly onto my mouth and nose, adjusting the resulting seal with her fingers! I could not breathe! I looked up at her pleadingly.

The butterfly fingers were at my poor clitty! I still could not breathe!

I tried to frantically to struggle but was held fast. Totally naked and helpless, at the mercy of the evil Mistress Erica! I needed air!

At last she lifted her pussy up a little.

“Breathe!” She commanded.

I gulped in a lung fills of air, panting.

“Lick!”

I was forced to start again, wiggling my tongue.

“Put your tongue out further! You will breathe when I say you can breathe! Put your tongue out further I said!”

I stretched out my tongue as far as it would go. I was lapping and licking in circles and up each pussy lip, then slipping into the warm moist entrance of her sex.

Again her pussy was pressed down against my mouth and nose. Her fingers ensuring an air tight seal. I could taste her heat as I waited to be allowed air. My tongue inside her. I was being suffocated!

“Breathe!”

I gasped. I panted hard!

“Lick”

My tongue poor wiggled, fully extended.

Tickle, tickle, tickle, tickle, tickle, tickle. Lightly up and down my puffy swollen pussy lips and across my clit! Oh no! The inescapable fluttering finger tips.

“PLEASE LET ME CUM!!!!”

“Shut up!!”

Again her pussy was on my face. Smothering! No air!

I looked up from my prison between Miss Erica's powerful thighs. The sight of her aroused me even more. I was held fast. Instinctively I tried to move my legs but they were held firmly under the girls hot,wet pussies.

“Breathe!”

I gulped in air.

“Lick”

I licked, tongue out fully.

Smack! Her pussy again slapped down over my nose and mouth, making a perfect seal. Erica stared down at me as I was starved of air. I knew I was completely at her mercy. I was hers to do with as she wished.

Tickle, tickle, tickle went the perpetual fluttering fingers at my wide open  exposed pussy lips!

“Breathe!”

Gasp, pant!

“Now lick me!”

I wiggled my pointed tongue round and round her stiff little pip and felt her begin to cum. She rubbed her pussy back and forth across my face as she pulsed and spasmed in her orgasm and squealed with delight.

Mistress  Erica looked down at me, face all flushed from cumming. She was breathing heavily. She settled slowly back down so her pussy gently kissed my lips.

“Well done! Our naked spy is very good at licking pussy, you will make a very lovely tongue slave. No wonder the Slaver Girls were so keen to keep you”

Carefully she lifted herself off me and climbed off the platform.

Bambi and Thumper continued their devilish pussy tickling but now explored  across my belly too, making me thrash despite the restraints. I was beginning to panic.

“No more please. Let me cum. Please let me cum! Please, Please I beg you!!”

“No chance! Not yet” Barked Erica.”Its time for you to start talking”

“Bambi, Thumper lets have a new position for our pretty spy.”

“Untie her ankles and re-tie them here, over her head”

My ankles were untied and pulled over my head then tied to rings on the platform. My bum was lifted up high as I was bent over.

“Tie her knees down too”

Bambi and Thumper bound my knees down onto the platform. This raised my bum even further. I was so bent over I could see my pussy in front of my eyes! I could not move at all!

Miss Erica tossed a pointed object to Thumper. Thumper smiled.

“It's a vibrator for your nice puffy wet pussy” stated Erica matter of factly.

I would not be able to stand being vibed. I was too aroused!

“No please not that! I could not stand it! I will tell you everything I know!”

“Yes you will, I guarantee it”

Thumper positioned herself next to me so I could see the vibrator clearly.

“Now, you will start by telling us how you ended up being captured and enslaved by the Slaver Girls!”

“I, I, I was double crossed” I stammered. “Svetlana was a double agent, I was sent to infiltrate their gang. To find out where they were taking their young captive girls. She ensured I ended up as one myself!”

Bambi and Thumper giggled at this.

“And who do you think is following you hmmmm.... Who is this mystery person?” queried Erica.

She leaned over me to stare into my eyes

“I, I don't know”

Bambi slid onto the platform next to me.

“Please! I really do not know!”

Thumper switched on the vibrator. I could hear it humming as she displayed it before me.

“Please believe me! I have absolutely no idea!”

Thumper moved the vibrator so it was a fraction away from my clit. I could see it

hovering there, nearly touching. I could not move away.

Bambi very lightly touched the back of my thighs, high up very near my bum. Fluttering, tantalizing fingers again!

The next question took me completely by surprise.

“ What do you know about a girl called Jennifer Stern?”

Why were they asking about her, of all people?! My old rival Jennifer Stern.

I was a little too slow to reply. Thumper ever so lightly touched my pip with the vibrator. I nearly passed out!

“Oh! Stop! Stop, I will tell you!!

The vibrator moved away as Bambi's dancing fingers started to explore up the small of my back, to the cleft between my bum cheeks.

“OK! OK! She was at the same school as me”

Mistress Erica moved closer.

“Were you good friends at school?” She asked.

“No! We were rivals and hated each other. She would try and get me into trouble all the time. She has a dark sadistic streak, I was scared of her.” I replied.

“Oh! Very sadistic you say! Why would she be so interested in you do you think”

Bambi's fingernail touched the rim of my tightly puckered bum. I squirmed under the touch. Thumper kept the vibrator very close to my pip. I could see it in front of my eyes. I was soaking wet. I was oozing, I could feel it.

“She hated me! She must be after me! She had very wealthy parents so she could easily afford to. I just did not realise she hated me this much!”

“ Maybe she just wants to keep you for herself, as her personal captive pussy slave” said Erica, raising an eyebrow.

“She is a nasty evil bitch that would dearly love to see me tortured like this. If she had me in her clutches she would really make me suffer”

“Funny you should mention it my pretty little naked slave. She is on her way here now, along with your best friend Svetlana! It will be a nice re-union, don't you think?”

I was stunned! No! It cannot be!

“Here?!!”

”Yes, she arranged everything with the help of Svetlana. Your capture. Absolutely everything” Erica said and smirked broadly.

Bambi's agile fingernails danced between the little pouting mouth of my bottom and the base of my pussy. Back and forth. It brought on the rush of erotic sensation to an even higher level. I was wriggling as much as the restraints would allow.

“She is on her way to meet with Mistress Eva. She will then be watching this on video. She wanted to see your pretty face when you found out.”

I was horrified.

“Mistress Eva wants you for herself, so Miss Jennifer Stern will need to pay a very high price. However I think she will. After all this trouble she will want you at all costs. As you said, she can easily afford to buy you. A shame really as I would have loved to have you alone too.”

“Now you shall cum for your new Mistress Jennifer Stern. She will soon own you completely. You are to be her new slave. She has requested that you cum for her, purely as entertainment!”

“No! Don't! This cannot be true! No! No! No!”

Mistress Erica pressed a button on the remote control to my collar.

“I am sorry dear but your time is up. Now cum nicely for your Mistress, there's a good girl.

Thumper! Apply the vibrator and bring her off!”




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