Chloe’s New Life – 2

©By: Arnold Puttwyn – 2K7

Note: The characters in this story are entirely fictional.  They were made up entirely in my own mind, any similarities between other people is co-incidental.  (And my good luck)

Chapter 3

A New Bright Morning

     Chloe woke slowly, everything around was dark and she was cold, wet from the early morning dew.  Her arms and shoulders felt stiff, she couldn’t move them when she tried.  She sat up slowly and looked around until she realized she was outside and still wearing the binder holding her arms crossed helplessly behind her back.  When she sat up the butt plug pushed uncomfortably on the ground.   She got to her knees and then rose to stand on her feet.

     “Oh god, my boobs hurt,” she said out loud to herself.  She looked around and thought she could smell coffee.  She looked toward the patio for Ms. Van Allen, the first person she thought of when she smelled the coffee.

     “Yes Chloe, I’m up here,” Ms. Van Allen said quietly. 

     “Can’t you just let me go?” Chloe begged.  “I won’t say anything to anybody.”

     “You’re already missing,” Ms. Van Allen said dryly.  “Jennifer took your car to the parking lot near your favorite little bistro downtown and left it with your purse and the torn-off panties.” 

     “What are you going to do?”

     “In about 3 weeks you’re going to Haiti for Mme. Ruluc to give to her daughter.”  

     “Nooo,” Chloe’s temples pounded and she could feel each heartbeat.  Her breath came fast, she gasped and dropped to her knees as the whole world seemed to go around and around. 

     The sun was starting to turn the whole world gray when Chloe opened her eyes again, to see Sandra’s concerned face hovering above her own, she smiled when she saw Sandra’s pale brown eyes.  When Sandra saw that she was awake she hugged Chloe close. 

     “Help me,” she whispered into Sandra’s ear while Sandra held her close.  “Please.”  Chloe added.

     “I can’t, she owns me too,” Sandra responded aloud.

    “That’s right,” Ms. Van Allen said hoarsely, from behind Chloe.  “Do you remember Margaret Loreto’s little warning Friday?”

     “Yes,” Chloe remembered now, and wished she’d listened. 

     “Margaret won’t be trying to warn anyone again.” Ms. Van Allen said ominously.  “Do you see that small barrel over there?” she pointed to a dark blue steel oil drum near the back gate of the yard.  “It’s filled with cement and Margaret, it goes out to the middle of Lake Phenix tonight.”

     “Nooo,” Chloe mouthed silently. 

     “I can’t let anyone ruin this project,” she said confidently.  “It’s quite profitable, and very enjoyable.”  Sandra nodded slowly, but didn’t smile.  Chloe realized the power of Ms. Van Allen’s control.  “Kendra will be here in a few minutes to give you a refresher,” she started to walk toward the red tiled patio.  “Sandra, escort Chloe to the booth, so she can wait there.”

     “Mme. Ruluc uses this instead of the little switch I showed you yesterday,” Kendra held a brown leather quirt, a lighter riding crop, and held in front of Chloe’s widening eyes.  She held it for Chloe for a moment and stepped to Chloe’s right, without another word brought the thin, light braided leather quirt across Chloe’s firm breasts, but she made only one stroke this time.  Chloe couldn’t move in the tiny booth, but screamed until her throat hurt.

     When she could finally see, she looked down at the top of her breasts, relieved that no blood ran from the unbelievably painful welts.  She also understood why Sandra wouldn’t try to help her get away; helplessness and agony were powerful deterrents.

     Sandra got her out and applied more of the special salve.  Chloe believed the salve and Sandra’s fingers must be magical the relief was exceptional.   When she was done with Chloe’s breasts, Sandra casually lifted Chloe and turned her to lie facedown over her own strong tanned legs.  Sandra grasped the butt plug by the edges and pulled while turning it slowly.  Chloe gasped slightly and then moaned when the pink plastic plug finally pulled free.   Sandra also unzipped the binder while Chloe was over her lap.

     “Come on, baby,” she whispered in Chloe’s ear after she tenderly kissed Chloe’s right temple.  “I’ll give you a bath.”  She snapped a leash onto Chloe’s collar and they both stood and Sandra led her out to the back past the bright blue pool. 

     Jennifer was waiting with a large white bucket of hot soapy water and two soft brushes.  The brushes had soft red bristles and brown wood handles.  Sandra hooked the end of the leash to a short post by the wash area.  Chloe was very co-operative, and stood still as Sandra and Jennifer washed her.  She was also surprised at Jennifer’s tenderness, she expected Jennifer to be rough on her.  Sandra washed Chloe’s bruised breasts by hand, Jennifer even stopped to wait until she finished.  Sandra applied salve again, and locked Chloe’s leash to the chain in the yard when they were done. 

     “I’m sending you to a salon to get all of your body hair removed,” Ms. Van Allen told her when the bath was done.  “They’ll use electrolysis and not chemicals, so you’ll be there most of the rest of the day.”  She attached a long chain leash with a padlock to the collar to keep Chloe secured while she was out.  Kendra drove the white windowless van and Jennifer rode in the back with Chloe, Sandra stayed with Ms. Van Allen.

     After a short trip Kendra stopped behind a small white block building with a black barred rear door.  It appeared like burglar bars, but Chloe realized it was for inner rather than outer security.  Jennifer led Chloe inside and handed the end of the leash to a short, heavy woman with salt and pepper brunette hair, wearing a starched pink and white work dress.

     “Here she is Renate,” Kendra said to the woman.  “Not very hairy is she?”

     “Well Kendra,” Renate looked Chloe over critically.  “Blondes sometimes have more hair than you’d think.”  She took Chloe’s left arm above the elbow, and lifted her arm way up to examine Chloe’s underarm.   “Looks thin ‘cause it’s so light.”

     “HHmm,” she looked a Chloe.  “Have you had these done, already?”

     “Yes, ma’am,” Chloe said as she tried to pull her arm down.  Renate pulled back and won the little contest.  “My legs and underarms were done about a year ago.” 

     “Ok, with two girls working she’ll be about 2 hours, it’s just one hair at a time,” Renate said to Kendra as she plucked at Chloe’s pussy hair, to test the volume and thickness. “Yeah 2 hours.”  She pointed at a narrow, padded table at the far side of the room under a barred window and shoved hard on Chloe’s left shoulder.

Chapter 4

Madame Ruluc

     When Chloe was brought back to Ms. Van Allen’s estate Madame Ruluc sat primly on the patio, having coffee with Ms. Van Allen.  She had stopped by on her way to New Jersey for a meeting. 

    Chloe was a little surprised by Mme. Ruluc, she expected a short, fat woman in a flowered dress with gold teeth and voodoo necklaces.  Mme Ruluc was tall,  at 5 feet 9 inches and wearing a beautiful beige linen suit and shoes.  She wore a matching dress hat and a gold and diamond broach that looked like a rose.  Her easy smile showed her bright white teeth and the bright pink tissue inside her wide lips. 

     “Oh my Lydia, she is pretty!” she exclaimed when Kendra brought Chloe near, “and so pink.”  She motioned for Kendra to bring Chloe closer.

     “The salope is so big and levres, thick,” she reached out to feel the soft hairless skin of Chloe’s pussy.  She pushed her fingers between the full thick lips to find Chloe’s sensitive clitoris, and rolled it between her slender black fingers.  Chloe writhed and gasped, but was too afraid to try to pull away.  Mme. Ruluc saw the tiny blue “R” tattooed by Renate to mark her work.  The ¼ inch letter was on the newly bared skin at the top of Chloe’s pussy, right where her thick full lips started.

     “Renate does a nice job,” she continued to stroke the smooth skin.  “And of course her nom de marque, very nice.”  She snapped her fingers and pointed to the floor by the side of her chair, Chloe knelt immediately.  She knew what to do without being told, and complied without hesitation.  She was afraid of Mme. Ruluc and her quirt. 

     “I see you have been showed my little quirt,” Mme. Ruluc slowly traced the welts on the top of Chloe’s breasts carefully, barely touching the red skin.  “Do you intend to follow instructions?”  Chloe closed her eyes and nodded slowly.  “That’s a good idea,” Mme. Ruluc warned.  “I’ll beat these bubbies bloody, if I must.”  Tears fell from Chloe’s eyes as she cried soundlessly, she shook her head, no.

     “Right here girl,” Chloe jerked around when she heard the man’s voice.  She tried to cover her breasts and then put her hands in her lap to hide her newly bared pussy.  “Come over here,” he said again, in a strongly accented voice.  The black man was short and pudgy with thinning dark gray curly hair, wearing a dark blue suit and white shirt with a blue regimental striped necktie.  He smiled and touched his own chin, before he began to put on the light blue examination gloves. 

     “Get up and go over there,” Mme. Ruluc said kindly.  “Dr. DePaul will examine you for me.”  She grasped the back of Chloe’s neck and lifted, Chloe stood and walked slowly to the doctor.  She was surprised that she missed him when she came in, but she was so afraid of Mme. Ruluc that she was afraid to look anywhere else. 

     Dr. DePaul made an examination table from two of Ms. Van Allen’s large end tables by pushing them together and placing a folded beach towel over their hardwood tops.  The resulting bright red, yellow and green-topped table was just inside the large door from the patio into the house.  Chloe approached slowly and sat on the side where the doctor directed.  He “tut-tutted over the bruises on her breasts while her listened to her heart and lungs.  He twirled his finger around in several circles and then pointed to the table, Chloe laid lengthwise.

     “Pull up, these legs,” he said after he checked her stomach and sides of her hips.  She pulled up her knees and held them with a hand on each leg.  “Did you have a fuckin’ in d’ rectum?”  He asked casually, while tore the end off a blue and yellow envelope of lubricant.  He applied an ample amount of the clear lubricant to his right index finger.   

     “No, sir,” Chloe responded in a tiny voice.  “They put something in there.”

     “It look a leetle tender,” the doctor said as he carefully pressed his index finger into her anus.  “Must a’ been pretty big.”  Chloe didn’t answer.  “Squeeze on my finner,” he wiggled his index finger.  “Good.” 

     He took off the gloves, dropped them into a nearby wastebasket, and got out a clean pair.  The doctor casually pulled her pussy lips apart and examined Chloe’s outer and inner labia.  He held her pussy lips apart to slide his speculum into her vagina to check inside.  It was an older style stainless steel tool with a large screw to hold the arms open.  He used a tiny red aluminum flashlight to illuminate inside Chloe’s pussy.    

     “Do you have the IUD?” he asked.  “It look like the little filer here.” 

     “Yes,” she answered.  “Ooh,” she yelped when he pressed hard on the bright pink circle of her cervix.  He pulled back and looked carefully to see how long it took for the pink color to return.   “That thing is cold,” she whispered to the doctor.

     “So I have heard,” he chuckled.  “But I never try it myself.”  Chloe snickered too.   He closed the speculum and carefully slipped it out of Chloe.

     “Go ahead, I’m all done,” he looked toward Mme. Ruluc and nodded.  Chloe wanted to find somewhere to wipe the excess lube from her anus, but she returned to the patio and knelt in the same spot beside Mme. Ruluc’s chair.   She looked down a Chloe and lightly patted the top of her head.  

     “I have to get going to my meeting, Lydia,” she said cheerfully.  “I’ll be back in about 10 or 12 days to get her and head home.  Please go ahead and get my collar and the cuffs on her and the posture training started,”  she stood to leave.  Chloe stood at the same time as Mme. Ruluc,  and stepped closer to press her head against the slender shoulder and Mme. Ruluc put her arm around Chloe and slowly slid her hand over the smooth pink skin to squeeze Chloe’s firm rounded bottom.

     “I’ll have her all ready to go,” Ms. Van Allen assured her.  “Just give me a call when you’re on the way,” she smiled warmly.  “And I’m sure Lynette will be happy with your present.”   She escorted Mme. Ruluc to the door, where Dr. DePaul met them there after he repacked his equipment in his dark brown leather bag.

     Kendra and Jennifer led Chloe into the room just inside the patio.  The new collar, wrist and ankle cuffs were laid out on a small table away from the door.  Chloe’s ankles were done first, the stainless steel cuffs had a brushed, matte finish and a thin urethane lining for comfort.  The cuffs did not have hinges and had to be pressed open and fitted over each ankle or wrist, then 2 hooked tabs on one end fitted into 2 deep slots in the other.  A small Allen or hex wrench fitted into a tiny hole in the edge to tighten the cuff in place.

“It broke,” Chloe said when Kendra turned the wrench too far and the little bolt inside broke.

     “It’s permanent now,” Kendra said casually.  “The only way to get it off now is cutting.”

     Each ankle cuff had a ring on the outside for attachment.  The wrist cuffs were fitted the same way, but had 2 attaching rings each, 1 inside and 1 outside.

     The collar was placed last, Kendra was careful to make sure Chloe was secured at all times.  The old collar was used at first and then an ankle cuff when the new collar was fitted.  The collar was hinged in the front and the locking tabs were in the back, it had 4 rings, a large gold color ring in the front and 3 smaller ones at the sides and back. 

     “All done,” Kendra said as she twisted the Allen wrench to break the adjusting screw inside the collar.  Chloe jumped as she felt it break.  Chloe looked at her wrists and ankles; the 2-inch wide cuffs seemed to be so heavy.  She touched the inch and a half collar and seemed to realize the reality of her status.

     “Oh god, oh god, oh god,” Chloe moaned as she became agitated and scared after she felt the collar.  She started to cry a little and leaked tiny drops of urine as she hyperventilated.  Kendra quickly handed Jennifer a leash and unlocked the padlock from Chloe’s left ankle, without a word she opened the door for Jennifer to take Chloe outside.  Often new girls got upset when the permanent collar and cuffs were fitted and they realized their status was real.  She turned to find Sandra to mop to the floor.

     “Please Jennifer, I’m so hungry,” Chloe begged after she finished urinating.    “May I have something to eat?  I haven’t eaten since my breakfast yesterday,” she pressed her forehead to Jennifer’s left thigh.  Jennifer nodded as she smiled.

     “Wondered when you’d finally ask for food,” her voice sounded caring and kind as she smoothed Chloe’s hair.  “I’ll tell Sandra, she wants to feed your first meal.”  This was Chloe’s second step, the first was Kendra’s demonstration and the second was eating the food provided by her owner.

        Early the very next morning after Mme. Ruluc’s visit, Kendra watched while Jennifer put the “posture trainer” on Chloe.  It was a large plastic hook and short woven silk rope.  The hook went into Chloe’s anus and the rope tied to the back ring of her collar.  It was an inch in diameter, a 2-inch ball kept the 6-inch inner end from injuring Chloe inside.  The foot long shank, or outer end had a hole for the rope.       

     Jennifer slowly worked the ball into Chloe’s anus and pulled the red rope tightly through the ring on the back of her collar.  The hook and rope held Chloe’s back extremely arched.  Mme. Ruluc wanted each of her slavegirls to stay on her toes, and to see the pussy and anus from the back.  Then Chloe stood while Jennifer spoon-fed her breakfast of oatmeal and soy protein with raisins and dried cranberries and honey.

  “Stay up on your toes Chloe,” Kendra ordered.  “I need to see 5 good trips ‘round the pool ‘til you get to stop.”  Chloe walked slowly on her toes as if she wore high-heeled shoes.  Her back hurt, from staying arched all day, and her shoulders felt stiff from the crossed arm binder. 

     “You can relax and stand on your feet now,” Kendra said wearily.  “Sandra will bring your feed in a little bit.”  They had been working at this all day and Chloe was tired, in fact exhausted.  She finally made 5 trips around the pool and Kendra called a halt to the exercise.

     “Will you undo this thing?” Chloe said as she presented her back to Jennifer. 

     “It stays on tonight,” Kendra interrupted.  “If you do as well tomorrow you’ll get a bath and the night off.”

     “My arms?” Chloe cried.

     “No,” Kendra said with finality as she walked away. 

     After 1o days of training Chloe walked on her toes, held her shoulders back and kept her back delightfully arched.  Her bare pussy lips and dark pink anus were pleasingly displayed from behind, and her full, firm breasts thrust out in front. 

     “Last time,” Jennifer unzipped the binder and then untied the rope from the back of the stainless collar.  She let the binder fall to the ground and waited for Chloe to bend forward slightly and place her hands on her legs just above her knees.  When the slave girl was in position she grasped the hook just above Chloe’s bottom and started to pull and turn to work the 2-inch ball end out of Chloe’s anus. 

     Sandra took Chloe to the wash rack and carefully washed her by hand, no brush this time.  She paid special attention to Chloe’s anus and pussy; tonight she had plans for the pretty blonde girl.  She led Chloe inside to eat, and allowed her to feed herself for the first time since she arrived over 2 weeks ago. 

    “Mme. Ruluc called,” Sandra said softly as she snapped a leash to Chloe’s collar.  “She says she’ll be here in the morning and wants to leave right away.”  Chloe followed quietly through the darkened house.  She led Chloe up a wide flight of carpeted stairs and through a dark paneled hallway and finally to a room at the end.  Light spilled out under the door and Chloe could hear Ravel playing softly.

     “Hi, I was startin’ to wonder ‘bout you two,” Jennifer said as she looked up from the nearest huge king-sized bed.  She was naked and the pale blue spread contrasted with her tanned, muscular body.  “Would you like to stay here with us tonight, baby?” she asked Chloe seductively.  Chloe nodded enthusiastically as the tip of her pink tongue peeked out through her lips and looked around just as Sandra finished lifting off the little cropped t-shirt.

     Sandra wrapped her thick arms around Chloe’s slender shoulders, and Chloe responded quickly, molding herself to Sandra’s well-developed frame.  She swept Chloe up easily; holding her like a baby while Chloe continued to hug the strong neck.  She carried the girl to the bed where Jennifer waited and lowered her small load carefully.  As Jennifer reached up to receive her, Chloe released Sandra and quickly wrapped her arms around Jennifer’s thick neck.  Before she joined them on the bed Sandra locked her end of the leash into a fixture on the headboard.

     Jennifer firmly pressed her lips to Chloe’s soft lips and followed immediately with her rough tongue.  She forced her tongue deep into Chloe’s mouth, and Chloe responded by sucking gently to pull Jennifer even deeper.  When Jennifer released her, Chloe turned quickly to Sandra. 

     She parted her lips to receive Sandra’s tongue, too.  Sandra didn’t push her tongue into Chloe’s mouth, but opened her mouth even wider to suck gently on Chloe’s lips.  Chloe lay in the middle with Sandra on her right and Jennifer her left.  Sandra’s right hand swept delicately over Chloe’s breasts; while Jennifer’s left hand found Chloe’s pussy and her fingers slipped between Chloe’s labia to softly stroke the delicate flesh within.  Soon Chloe began to gasp and moan, she dug her heels in and arched off the bed in a gripping orgasm.  

     Sandra pushed Chloe’s head down over Jennifer’s flat belly toward her lean tanned pussy lips.  Chloe resisted slightly, but Sandra continued to push her to Jennifer’s pussy.

     “I – I can’t,” Chloe protested.  “I’ve never done that.”

     “Yes you can,” Sandra corrected.  “You’ve been close before, haven’t you?”  Chloe closed her eyes and nodded, with tiny motions.  She relaxed and allowed Sandra to guide her lips to Jennifer’s pussy.  She kissed the already lubricating pussy lips as though she were kissing upper lips.  She was rewarded by a long low moan from Jennifer.  She put her tongue out to lick the outer part of the wet hairless lips, but Sandra pushed the back of her head and she ran her tongue between Jennifer’s wet lips and over the tiny clitoris.  This time Jennifer yelped out loudly, as she had an orgasm.  She fell back and relaxed so completely Chloe was alarmed for a moment, until Jennifer’s eyes opened and she smiled hugely.  Wordlessly she nodded toward Sandra who had lain back with her arms behind her head, waiting for Chloe’s attentions.

     Chloe turned and lay on her right side partly covering Sandra’s left side.  She pressed her lips to Sandra’s and without rising up she slowly kissed over Sandra’s chin and neck down to her tiny right breast and to Sandra’s hard brown nipple.  Chloe’s pink lips engulfed the entire dark areola; she began to suck gently and ran her tongue around and over the hardened flesh. 

       “Raise up onto your knees, baby,” Jennifer grasped Chloe’s slender left shoulder.  “Come on up.”  Chloe carefully kept her mouth and lips on Sandra’s nipple as she pulled her legs and knees up under herself.  “Move your knees apart,” Jennifer said as she gently prodded the inside of Chloe’s right knee.  She moved her knees apart and kept her back arched, just like she practiced for the last 10 days, and returned to her oral trek over Sandra’s tanned muscular belly. 

     Jennifer slowly pushed the first two fingers of her right hand between Chloe’s wet pussy lips.  Chloe started for an instant as her wet vagina easily accepted the fingers; she reached Sandra’s pussy and began to lick between the full outer lips.  Jennifer pulled her hand back and added the next finger to spread Chloe’s pussy open more. 

     Chloe licked Sandra’s vagina and pushed her tongue as far in as she could.  Sandra seemed to come alive she thrashed and arched up off the bed.  She reached up and held Chloe’s blonde head tight to her pussy as she slowly lowered back down.  Jennifer put all 4 of her fingers into Chloe’s pussy; she closed her hand into a fist as she forced it between Chloe’s stretched inner lips.  Sandra held Chloe’s head with her hands when she tried to turn toward Jennifer.

     “No, no sweetheart,” she whispered.  “Stay right here with me.”  Chloe stopped trying to turn and closed her eyes as she started to orgasm again, and again. 

     Chloe collapsed on top of Sandra’s legs, with Jennifer’s entire hand inside her pussy.  Sandra ran her hands over Chloe’s sleek back, her left hand stopped on Chloe’s butt.  Gently she traced Chloe’s bottom and when she found her prize, Chloe’s puckered pink anus; already wet from Jennifer’s attentions, she pushed her index finger in slowly.

     “Oh, please no,” Chloe, begged as she tried to rise up.  Sandra held her by pressing her right arm over Chloe’s shoulders to keep her from rising or moving away.  She added her middle and ring fingers easily, since the last few days, to spread Chloe’s anus more.

     Chloe stopped trying to rise up as the sensations began to build again.  Sandra folded her thumb to the middle, so her hand was like a spearhead.  Then she slowly forced her entire hand into Chloe’s anus.  When she had her hand fully inside Chloe, she opened her hand and felt around for Jennifer’s hand in Chloe’s pussy.  Jennifer turned her hand over to touch palms with Sandra.  The 2 hands rubbed together through Chloe’s inner membranes for only an instant when Chloe screamed out in the most intense orgasm she’d ever experienced.  She collapsed in a heap over Sandra’s legs, breathing heavily and laughing softly between breaths.

     After their hands were out Jennifer went into the large white tiled bathroom and Sandra unlocked the end of the chain from the headboard.  She led Chloe into the bathroom, too.  Jennifer had started the shower and adjusted the hot water to a hard spray.  Sandra held the end of the chain and led the way into the huge shower stall.  Jennifer pushed in behind Chloe and quickly closed the frosted glass shower doors.  She turned a knob on the side and water sprayed from 2 more showerheads, gloriously engulfing all of them in hot water.

     The two muscle builders worked together to wash and shampoo Chloe.  When they were done she stepped to the side while they washed each other, and each shampooed the others light brown hair.  When finished they stepped out and dried each other, Chloe was allowed to help this time, and use a blow drier on her own hair. 

     The three girls went back into the bedroom and slipped into the other king sized bed next to the one they used earlier.  Sandra guided Chloe to lie in the middle between the sisters, and locked the end of the leash to a similar locking hook on this headboard.

     “Why do you have to lock me up every time?” Chloe wondered aloud.  “I can’t really go anywhere.”

     “Ms. Van Allen’s bank received the 40,000 dollars,” Sandra said sleepily.  “If anything happens to you even if you don’t get away, she’d have to give it back.”

     “And…She does not want to do that,” Jennifer finished the thought for her.  Chloe snuggled between the brawny sisters and closed her eyes, she felt uneasy about tomorrow, but right now the activity and the first clean fresh sheets Chloe had seen in the last two weeks were having a delicious effect………..