“Would you like something to eat, slave?” Lisa asked. Janet’s head bobbed and sound came from her gagged mouth. Lisa opened the pudding and took a small spoon full, holding it against Janet’s tongue. The tongue scooped the pudding and squeezed it into the back of her throat. Lisa would take two bites of her dinner and feed Janet a small spoon of pudding. Lisa finished and went to her toiletries kit. Lisa removed a new razer. Taking a bottle of liquid soap, she set to removing the pubic hair from Janet. “Quit squirming slave.” Lisa told Janet as she began to remove the now water softened hair from Janet’s crotch. Dipping the razer in the bowl of water and swishing the hair from the blades she quickly had Janet as bare as the day she was born. “Should we remove the hood so you can look upon my newly minted slave cunt?” Lisa asked.
Lisa found the buckles at the back of the hood and loosened them. She pulled the hood over Janet’s head and carefully removed the ring from her mouth.
“Please let me go. I was just playing. Why did you shave my pussy? I don’t want to be a slave.” Janet grumbled quickly.
“Your actions prove you not only want to be, but you are also my slave. As your owner do I need to break you or are you going to submit?” Lisa told Janet.
“Please let me go. We can just forget about this. Please Lisa, I will do anything, let’s just forget about this.” Janet begged.
“Such a pathetic little slave, of course you will do anything. You are now mine. Do I need to stuff the panties back into your yap hole to shut you up. I don’t want to hear about your problems. If you speak it will be in response to a question. Otherwise, you will be silent. Do you understand?”
“You can’t tell me what to do. Now untie me.” Janet demanded.
“I think you should tell me where the rest of your toys are and not make me go find them. Where are the rest of your bondage and masochistic toys Slave?” Lisa requested while rubbing the breast she pinched earlier in the palm of her hand. “I may untie these purple, painfully tight boobs if you tell me where the toys are.” Lisa said squeezing both tits hard with her hands.
“Ow, that hurts, in the bottom of my closet is a box they are in there.” Janet replied, to get Lisa to quit squeezing so hard.
Lisa went to the shallow closet and in retrieving the box saw a crop, quirt and paddle hanging on a hook behind the clothes. She removed them from the hook and laid them on top of the heavy box. Lisa set the box and paddles on her bed and opened it. Setting the whips and paddle across the foot of the bed, she began to remove the items from the box.
“Quite the assortment. This is going to be a long weekend for my little slave girl. She is going to be in some stringent bondage for me to use some of these things. I think we better get started. What do you think Slave?” Lisa asked. As she carried the quirt towards her bound Slave.
“Hey, what are you doing, put that down. I don’t want to play anymore. That thing hurts, I only hit myself once and it left a welt. Put that thing away!” Janet said in a panic.
“I asked you a direct question. Should we get started or do you remain in this tie, I gag you and I start quirting those purple milk bags I have tied so nicely for my slutty little slave girl.” Lisa asked in a smarmy voice.
“Please don’t hit me with the quirt. You tell me what you want, and we can do that now. Just don’t hit me with that.” Janet whined.
“I am going to remove the bindings on my newly acquired Slave breasts. As Lisa began to remove the thing jute from Janet’s purple breasts sank back to their normal form and began to regain natural color. “Slave girls in all the books I have read about dominating them need a “Slave name.” What kind of Slave name would you like? I kind of like a stripper name, “Cinnamon” for instance. Or how about “Bunny”?
“What is wrong with you. I don’t want to be your slave. I was just playing around. What are you doing to me now if you don’t hit me with that!” Janet said.
“I am tired of you jabbering about what you want as if you have a choice. You tied yourself up, obviously giving yourself to me. Since you refuse to answer my questions and continue to blabber about you and not your Mistress. I think I will plug your mouth and install this chastity belt.”
“I will play your game for the weekend then we stop. I want my slave’s name to be princess. Because I am held against my will by the evil witch “Lisa” and a prince will come save me.” Janet said as Lisa approached with a ball gag. The harness with the 2″ red ball attached had small pads that covered the wearer’s eyes. Lisa slid it over her friend’s hair and down her now twisting face. Using a technique, she saw during a spank session; she squeezed the sides of Janet’s jaw, where it hinged. The girl groaned in pain and opened her mouth. Lisa had control of Janet’s head and slid the ball between the girl’s teeth. Securing the two straps on the back of the harness, the ball was cleaved into Janet’s mouth and the pads were centered on the closed eyelids, pulled tight.
Lisa grabbed a single stock from the bondage box. It was made from light aluminum. It would still hold the girl fine after her wrist and ankle cuffs were removed. Lisa removed the ropes binding Slave’s ankles to the corners of the bed. She removed the cuffs the ropes had been tied to. Running a hand up the girl’s spread thigh she felt the wetness of the now shaven pussy. Janet groaned into the gag and arched trying to get more touching there. “You enjoy it when you cannot see. I will remember that going forward. Lisa got the ankles into the larger holes at the outside of the stocks. She was able to roll Janet onto her belly without removing the bindings on the wrists.
“Get your knees under your shoulders!” Lisa demanded. Surprisingly Slave complied. Lisa was ready with the quirt if she did not. Lisa removed Slave’s hands from the headboard of the bed. Unclipped the cuffs and allowed Slave to rub the tension from them. Lisa pulled her hands between her legs and pushed the blinded and gagged head down onto a pillow. Her wrists were now attached to the same stock as her ankles. This exposed the vagina and rectum of Slave for inspection.
Lisa dumped the bowl of water from the previous shaving and filled it with hot water again. The hot towel now placed over the ass crack and exposed lower Labia. As Lisa worked on the razor she also fiddled and played with the folds of Janet’s vagina. The light moans and movements convinced Lisa that Janet had been scared and was all talk about not submitting. The slickness of her vaginal opening was another clue that her mouth was not telling the truth about her actual needs. A long stream of fluid hung from Slave’s slit. This gave Lisa an Idea from what was in the chest.
Lisa took a vibrating dildo from the chest. It was shaped like a real cock and balls but had a vibration and thrusting settings on it. Lisa began to hold it up against Slaves opening with her right hand and rubbing her exposed clitoris with the index finger of her left.
“When Slave wants to accept her name, she will push back onto the cock at her entrance.” Lisa turned the in and out onto slow. The vibrations on high and held it so it just pushed into the exposed entrance of Slaves pussy. Lisa’s index finger kept the stiff clitoris pushed into the glans and rubbed in circles. The pillow was wet with slobber and Slave was moaning into the pillow through her ball gag. Lisa thought Janet might just hold out and cum before pushing back so the fake cock could enter her. Lubrication flowed from the pussy and when Janet did push onto the cock, it slid easily inside. Lisa then turned the thrusting motion up to match the vibrations and began to aggressively rub side to side across the stiff little bud of the clitoris. Janet was moaning and grunting her way through a fantastic orgasm as Lisa smiled, pounding her friends pussy with the silicone phallus. As Janet’s mind returned, Lisa removed the cock, turning the vibrations and thrusting features off.
“You earned your Slave Name. It is Slave J. That is short for slave “Jack Off”, you love to push back on a fake cock and masturbate my fat, wet, pussy. I own your pussy and tits now. You can use my mouth to speak, you need permission to have someone’s sex in my mouth. We will make a contract at the end of the weekend, for now, I need to take a break. I will leave the cock in you for now on low. When I return, we will see if you want to be my cunt slave.” Lisa inserted the fake cock into the sloppy pussy. She took the rope discarded from tying the wrists to the headboard and made a belt to hold the cock in the exposed, upturned pussy. Lisa started it low with little thrusts every few seconds. This should edge the slave but not allow an orgasm.
Lisa had to leave the room to shower and dress. She wrapped a towel around her midriff and headed to the bathroom down the hall. Wearing shower shoes, ditty bag in hand and toiletries. In the bathroom was a girl from down the hall, Bernadette.
“Bernadette, what is going on this weekend?” Lisa asked.
“I am going to be stuck here at the dorms and it can be boring.” Lisa stated, as she removed the towel, about to enter the shower, she started on hot.
“I am probably putting on sweats, going to the lounge and watching movies this weekend. Money is short and I am not into the Greek parties so there is not much happening this weekend.” Bernadette answered.
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