Julie is a Slut Ch. 03: Mary Joins

Literotic asexstories – Julie is a Slut Ch. 03: Mary Joins by DirtBoss,DirtBoss
Friday at 2pm. SJ had finished her morning session on the pole at “Slutties!” strip bar. She was a lot better than on Monday but still needed work before doing it for real. Her brands as she thought of them. The tattoos still needed to be kept moist. Her owner’s toys, the ring behind her clit, the one through her nose, each nipple and the tongue had healed, enough that they did not hurt anymore.

The steel belt with the Wi-Fi plugs now only came off for cleaning. Her just fans account grew daily. Every evening after she had cleaned up the dinner, for the last 5 days, her owner Mistress Anya would give out the current code for belt control, to the fans.

The split between the ones that shocked her and the ones that vibrated her seemed an even split. Last weekend was her introduction into servitude. She had thought she was a normal young woman headed to a party to meet other college students. A former rival jumped and subjugated her easily, over a former lover.

SJ not only relinquished control of her life, but she also participates in her own humiliation and increases her punishments.

Now her mother was coming to visit her at college. SJ’s owner, Anya wanted to know what to expect from SJ’s mother. Before subjugation SJ had been a strong-willed girl so, how strong willed was the woman that raised her.

SJ explained that her mother was a lesbian that had lost her wife in a car accident a few months after SJ had moved out with Jamal. SJ felt that the wife, Lisa had been butch to Mary. Mary cooked and cleaned and did the laundry.

For SJ, Mary had been a disciplinarian, but usually at Lisa’s discretion. Lisa had never touched SJ, personally, but her mother had listened to suggestions on discipline. SJ assumed in all kid’s lives the parents decided discipline.

“Your mother will arrive; you will be naked in the center of the living room, in bondage.” Mistress Anya told SJ.

“Mistress, can my arms be in an armbinder, strappado, with a bright red ball gag?” SJ suggested, to further the humiliation and bondage.

“Very good additions. I enjoy your creative passion for humiliation.” Anya honestly answered.

SJ had given her mother Anya’s contact to coordinate the arrival and meeting between the Mistress and her slave’s mother. It was agreed that Mary should arrive at the house first then dinner plans could be made. Mary would arrive at 5pm.

Friday at 4:40, SJ was on display in the middle of the living room. Her collar was attached to a 50lb barbell on the floor. Her blonde hair was tied in a ponytail that was pulled back and tight to the black leather armbinder. This leather thong went from the ponytail through the ring at the center of SJ’s shoulder blades, up to a ring in the top of the gag harness.

The harness held in place a two-and-a-half-inch dense red rubber ball. This tie added pressure to the slave’s neck and shoulders. A four-foot spreader bar held the girl’s feet wide, exposing a pink heart gem at the anus. If listening quietly a hum could be heard from the slave’s groin. 3 Kegel eggs hummed and thumped in the vagina.

This created the juicy sheen down the girls thighs and at 4:57 a thick stream of lubricant dangle parallel to the ring that hung from behind the clit and through the hood. One-ounce balls hung from the rings in the nipples on one-foot gold chains, swaying with any movement by the blindfolded slave. At 4:58 Anya put plugs in SJ’s ears sending her into a sensory deprived solitary confinement.

Promptly at 5pm a knock came at the door. Standing there when Anya opened the door was a 40-year-old version of SJ. Anya introduced herself and put forth a hand to shake. The light shake returned on the introduction of Mary.

Mary wore a set of 4″ business heels, pencil skirt in black, red sheer blouse. Conservative makeup and hair back in a tight bun.

“This is a really nice Tudor style home; I like the curb appeal.” Mary said upon introduction.

“I don’t know anything about that!” was Anya’s response.

“I am sorry, it is the real estate agent coming out in me. May I come in?” Mary asked.

“Certainly, would you like to see your daughter?” Anya questioned.

“Sure.” Mary said enthusiastically.

Anya turned and led the MILF into the house. When the blonde slave came to her mother’s view, Anya heard the quick intake of breath.

Anya walked over to the leaking slave and patted her left ass cheek.

“Slaves and sluts are required to enter this house naked and remain so. I told this slave she would be bound for your arrival. The strappado, ball gag, and spreader bar were her idea. I added a few baubles, but it is mostly her presentation to you.” Anya said, swinging the hanging weights.

“Oh, my god.” Was all Mary could say. She said it three times walking around her daughter. Mary saw the juices leaking down the thighs and the drool puddling on the barbel holding her daughter’s neck tight. Mary lifted the large ring in Julie’s nose, feeling the weight of it as her own pussy became hot and slick.

“You said we would dine, have you made reservations or are we on our own?” Anya asked.

Mary looked for the first time at Anya in the light of a powerful dominant woman. She saw the lithe movements of an athletic body. The large DD breasts firm and proud on the chocolate skinned woman. The tank top did nothing to hide large proud nipples. Mary was sure the ass cheeks contained in the shorts were hard as diamond.

“I thought you should decide where I took you to dinner.” Mary said, diverting to her demeanor with the last dominant woman she was attracted to.

Her Lisa/Wife had been a raven-haired woman as well, but with pale complexion and less pronounced cleavage.

“Let’s go out to Magill’s. It is casual dining, but the booths can be quiet and private. We can get to know each other there.” Anya stated, putting on a pair of slip in sandals at the door. Mary followed, looking back once at her daughter who had to be very uncomfortable.

“Don’t worry about SJ, we will be back in an hour, or one of the roommates will release her before they head home on the weekend. We have the house to ourselves.” Anya stated.

This scared Mary and made her cunt tingle at the same time. Why had she agreed to visit for the entire weekend?

Anya walked to her own car, leaving the red convertible sports car, parked on the street.

“I’ll drive, you just get comfortable, and we will get to know each other.” Anya said, watching Mary’s reactions to her.

Mary followed and climbed into the passenger seat. Sitting in the sedan with her legs together caused her now slick folds to slide as the dominant drove. The post Lisa had placed behind her clit ached as the gland was fully engorged. Mary felt like a schoolgirl on her first car date. Wondering if she had any say on how far the date went.

They pulled up to the restaurant and Mary saw Anya grab a small bag out of the back seat to take with them.

“We are going to be here a bit, discussing business. Can we have a booth in the normally closed area in the back?” Anya requested.

“Sure, then Tom will be your server, as he has the least number of tables right now.” The girl told Anya, looking at the older blonde woman with the dark-skinned woman.

What confused the girl was the obvious college dress of the dark-skinned woman and business high end clothes of the blonde. The hostess was studying fashion marketing at the university. She guided Anya and Mary to a booth in a far corner after passing through two other rooms of busy dinning.

Mary’s stomach churned with the odors of the food. She kept herself on a strict diet to maintain her figure. Her 36E-26-40 was difficult because weight went straight to her ass. She worked on diet and exercise. Yoga was her favorite to maintain flexibility.

This came up quickly after the waiter, Tom, dropped menus, water and bread at the table.

“What will you have?” Anya asked.

“I think just a salad. The food all looks and smells great, but I try to watch my figure.” Mary said.

“Ok then I will order for us.” Anya stated.

Mary did not argue with the much younger woman. The two had small talk about Mary being a realtor and what that was like. Then the waiter came to take the order.

“She will have shaved beef on mashed potato with broccoli and cheese for her side. Bring her a panty dropper and a pina colada. I am driving so I will have a chicken cutlet with side salad. Bring me a sweet tea to drink. This is on one tab Tom.” Anya ordered.

Mary went to correct Anya on the order and Anya glared at her. Mary dropped her eyes, looking at the table.

“I told you in my house, submissive sluts and slaves enter and remain naked. I see you broke one of my rules did you not.” Anya stated.

“I don’t know what you are talking about!” Mary returned indignantly, as her nipples hardened, clit ached, and panties moistened.

Mary’s now flush face and chest betrayed the woman.

“That is now two punishments. If you don’t want them to continue and me, make you do things in public, I want two humiliating things to happen right now.” Anya stated.

“May I use the restroom?” Mary asked.

“Sure, I can’t wait to see my two for very long though.” Anya said.

Mary stood from the booth and walked out to the busy room. She had to cross both to get to the women’s restroom. Mary went into a stall and removed her shirt. This allowed her to remove her bra she then put the shirt on with it buttoned to the second from the top.

Trying her best to keep her tits from swaying about. She then removed her panties and balled them up as best she could in her fists. She peed while in there then shamefully walked through the people back to the booth.

She handed the items to Anya and said, “There are two humiliating items for your game.”

“Oh, this isn’t a game, trust me.” Anya said as the food arrived.

Mary’s nipples tented her shirt as it rubbed against them.

“You will finish the dinner I ordered and drinks. Every ten minutes you lose a button on that shirt.” Anya demanded.

“I don’t like this, Anya!” Mary rebelled.

“For now, it is Ma’am, soon it may be different. You are wasting time.” Anya said, taking a sip of tea.

Mary shot back the panty dropper, giving it new meaning for her tonight. Mary felt the dark-skinned foot tapping the inside of her legs, pushing her thighs apart. Anya glared at her, and Mary pulled the skirt up so her legs could open.

Anya rubbed her toe over the trimmed pussy of the older woman, feeling her moisture and heat.

“Pretty exciting meal for shit in a swamp.” As her grandmother had called chipped beef on potatoes.

“I am thinking like mother, like daughter.” Anya said, feeling moisture on her big toe increase with the last vision Mary had seen of her daughter go through the mother’s head.

Anya’s phone dinged. “That is a button. Let me get it for you while you concentrate on your food.”

Mary was stuffed and buzzed from the food and drink. Her shirt was now out of the skirt. Anya had strategically left the button between her breasts as the plate was clean and the drinks were drained.

The waiter returned he looked at the mostly disrobed woman sitting with her legs spread, across from the younger fully dressed girl.

“Slut Mary here would like to give you a tip now. Would you like to sit next to her and feel how wet and excited she is to give you that tip?” Anya asked seeing the bulge appearing in the waiter’s slacks.

Mary was now fully aroused and under the spell of her new dominant. Lisa having trained her for those years now made refusal impossible. The 21-year-old waiter sat down and set his serving tray on the table after stacking the plates on it.

Mary already had her skirt bunched around her hips. His right-hand dove between her legs and slid up and down her wetness. As he bumped her clit post she would catch in her breathing a little.

“Get under there and give him the tip, in fact you better take the whole thing and leave some slobber on that nut sack. Get to work.” Anya demanded. Mary complied popping the last button off her shirt as it caught on the table as her tits slid past it getting under the table. Briefly exposing her tits to Tom and Anya as the shirt opened, showing the upturned breasts.

Tom felt her released the belt, his pants and zipper. Lifting his ass, he allowed her to pull down his pants and underwear. The warm wetness of her mouth started on his nuts. Sucking them in and licking as she rolled them in her mouth. A hand was stroking the shaft up to the glans.

Tom felt her tongue on his slit, removing the precum he assumed was there. Tom was looking into the dark eyes of Anya, not daring to speak as he felt his 7″ moderately thick cock become heated and wet quickly it’s entire length.

He had never been deep throated, then the noises started. A kind of hunh, un hunh. With slurping sounds.

“Don’t you swallow cunt. I want you to show me the results.” Anya told the currently consumed cock sucker.

Mary had been trained by Lisa that when she throated a man that Lisa had given her to, she was to be buried on the cock when the man came. Instinct took over when she felt his nuts suck into the sides of the scrotum and the glans flare. Using her tongue and throat Mary milked the cock until is had softened.

Mary watched until Tom had fully dressed, admiring the young organ as it disappeared. Mary turned and slid back up onto the seat of the booth, knowing better than to adjust her clothes after a dominant had moved them. Her shirt now hung limply not covering her breasts at all.

“Where is my mouth full of cum?” Anya demanded.

“My training took over and he was entirely in my throat when he orgasmed, Ma’am.” Mary said looking down at the table.

Anya handed Tom, Mary’s credit card from the clutch in her bag. Give yourself 40% for her not following instructions.”

Tom, knowing he was dismissed, left his best server night ever. To pay the bill.

“Put this on!” Anya demanded.

Passing a black slave collar across the table.

“Take your hair down, sluts don’t wear buns. Sluts have ponytails so their hair can be pulled easier.” Anya said while Mary complied with her own collaring.

Tom returned and stared at the now collared, chest bared slut. Her mascara had run during the throating, and she looked a mess. He handed the card to Anya and Mary without looking signed the receipt.

Tom departed hearing, “Hand me that shirt.” Hearing the click of a snap shutting.

The talk was all about the dark-skinned girl leading the naked blonde woman out of the restaurant like a dog with a collar.

The essentially naked blonde rode back to the house with Anya’s right hand playing with her exposed nipples and twat all the way there.

“You aren’t going to need your things out of the car. I will go through them as you are occupied tonight and get what I need.” Anya said.

Anya had not removed the leash for the drive home. She stood and, on her way, out of the car said, “Crawl to the front door and wait there.”

Anya left the naked MILF outside for a minute while she got some things ready. Anya opened the door standing over the woman and between her and entry.

“By entering my home, you are submitting entirely to my authority. If you don’t agree to this, here are your car keys. By leaving you will have to negotiate when and where you get to visit your daughter. By agreeing you will spend the weekend serving with your daughter.

Anya stepped aside. Mary hesitated for a second then scrambled into the house like a new puppy. SJ was in the same position as Mary had last seen her. Mary was clothed and standing. Now naked and crawling.

“First thing is to clean you out for use tonight. The roommates will not be home, so you and SJ are mine to use for the weekend.” Anya said, pulling the leash.

Getting an enema started in Mary, Anya went to release the tension on SJ. Releasing the leg spreader first. SJ walked forward releasing some of the pressure on her shoulders. Releasing the collar from the 50-pound barbel. SJ’s head came up to release the tension on her shoulders and neck.

Anya removed the thong holding the neck and ponytail back, putting tension on the neck. The last was the strappado tie to lower the arms in the binder.

SJ groaned as the pressure on her shoulders was lessened. Anya removed the earplugs.

“We have a new toy to play with. SM is getting clean, and I am going to let you two compete for my bed tonight. I am giving you the advantage by letting you know now. Don’t disappoint me tonight.” Anya told her slave.

Anya let the 20-year-old slave girl relax after removing the arm binder. She released Mary from the enema and left her to clean out. Anya went to the basement to get set up for the competition.

The first station was a 25-foot length knotted rope. Since both women were the same height, it was easy to set. There was a strong spring at one end of the rope, so Anya was able to get it tight enough to remain flat over 25 feet.

The second station was two ten-foot planks with ten increasingly large dildos. The smallest being 8″x2″, 9″x2.25″, 10×2.5, 11×2.75, 12×3, 12.5×3, 13×3.25, 13.5×3.5. The last two were the famous Dragon Dong and a black fist that was 4.5″ at the fist and tapered down to two and a half at the wrist.

Station three was a self-bondage station where 40 coils of rope were laid out. Each coil is labeled with the length. They varied from 6 foot to 25 foot. The slaves would also be able to request any devise or rope they would like before the competition.

With the stations set, Anya set 4 cameras that could catch all the competitions. She set the cameras on action zoom. They would focus on movement and put it in frame. She went upstairs to get the girls.

Anya grabbed two large bottles of water from the fridge and a hard seltzer. First to collect was SJ.

“Crawl to the basement door and wait for me there!” Anya commanded, after nudging SJ.

Anya picked up the leash and clipped it on Mary. Mary felt empty inside, having her first enema in 5 years. Lisa hadn’t used that hole since, and then was killed in the horrible accident. The dark, strong girl that owned her daughter was quickly taking control of her. It felt right.

Crawling on hands and knees Mary followed Mistress. They got to a door and Mary could see Julie’s clit ring a couple inches in front of herself. The door opened to a basement stairway.

“You two crawl down and kneel in front of the two knotted ropes.” Mistress said.

SJ, or Julie, in Mary’s mind led the way. Mary admired the slick slit in front of her with the pink heart bobbing back and forth as the steps descended. Seeing the nipple rings come to view on each side as an arm extended to the next lower step.

From Anya’s perspective, there were two large white asses firmly swaying down the stairs. One that she owned and one that she was about to own. The front one was already marked as property. If the older one decided to become property tonight and tomorrow, she would be marked and adorned on Sunday.

“The competition runs in three stages. The first two are timed stages. The fastest across the knotted ropes is awarded one point. The furthest in the insertion drill, or first to complete by their vaginal lips touching the board or the lines on the last one wins one point.

“The third stage, I will judge. The criteria for the third stage are degree of difficulty. Level of control. Creativity and amount of humiliation. This will be awarded one point. The one with two points gets to service me while being serviced by the loser.” Anya explained to the mother, daughter duo.

She made the two stand up beside their ropes facing each other. Adjusted each rope so it was at the woman’s waist that would use it. Had each mount the rope and adjust it between their nether lips and let them watch her put menthol cream on every third knot. The smell of the strong cream permeated the air.

Anya with her timer app on her phone said, “Ready, set, go.” SJ hit the first knot and it grabbed her clit ring. She had to push her hips back to release the ring and the knot hit her clit hard. The amount of pain was excruciating to get it through her folds and feeling her vagina try to grab it on the way by was chafing.

Mary’s clit post increased the pain as it was pushed hard into the top of the gland trying to tear free of the bottom as the knot pushed hard. Mary, having more experience doing sadistic challenges, was behind after the second knot but not concerned. The two were moving closer to each other. The twelfth knot would be halfway, with 11 on each side.

SJ crossed the third knot; it smeared the menthol inside of her folds. The irritation of the rope with menthol caused the girl to scream in pain. Her mother was about 30 seconds behind by now. SJ, driven by the pain was now leaving a slime trail behind on the rope and the knot bumping her pink heart would cause electric pulses into the upper end of her vagina.

The two crossed the twelfth knot in unison. SJ was on her third orgasm and the pain, arousal, and menthol burn were all mingled into subspace euphoria now. Mary had her first on the fifth knot and was currently knees clenched experiencing her second after the fourth menthol knot being the twelfth knot. The cameras could now pick up the shiny slime being left behind the two and by the fifteenth knot SJ was now two knots ahead of Mary.

Mary crossed the 20th knot as SJ yelled finished, panting like a horse after a race.

Anya slapped Mary’s ass hard. “You still must finish loser. Keep going.”

Anya handed SJ some soothing cream and a large bottle of water. “You can use the cream as liberally as you would like, no orgasms.”

SJ took a three-finger dollop of the cream, wincing as she touched her now swollen irritated and flaming red cunt. Lying on her back and looking down at her pussy, holding open her outer Labia Majora was where the transition to redness, irritation and swelling started. Her clit was almost twice the size of normal. Some of that was arousal but it was also abused. Touching the ring made her wince.

Mary finished, her mascara now gone and down her face, neck and chest. Anya flicked the post peeking out of Mary’s slit. “Good Job Loser.”

Anya gave Mary the same cream and a bottle of water. “You two recover and rest, I will return in a few minutes.

Anya phoned the head of Alpha Gamma Rho fraternity. “I have a party tomorrow at my home, pick 10 of your members and yourself. Arrive at 8pm in as few of cars as you can. I will have a keg of beer and two free use girls for them to party with.” He answered with he knew just the 10.

Fifteen minutes from the knot race finishing, Anya returned.

“The next challenge, you will have your use of as much lubricant as you need. The only way to move on is for me to say next. You will hold the entire length in my vagina until I say next. All orgasms are permitted but you must tell me how many you had. I will be reviewing the recording after, and I should be able to see them. If I feel you miscounted, you will be punished.” Anya explained.

Each woman stood over the 8×2 phallus with aching pussies and bellies full of water. Anya said go. SJ rushed to get her freshly creamed pussy down over the fake cock. It was not the largest Mary had ever used. Lisa used her many times with larger cocks. Both living and fake.

SJ was pumping herself with her own lubricant where Mary understood that this was going to be a marathon and a particularly painful marathon. The well lubed 8″ slid into Mary with a groan as muscles that had not been stretched in years relaxed to conform.

“Next SM.” Mistress said.

Mary moved to the 9″ phallus and took her time lubricating the entire length. She had it inside when she heard next for SJ to move up. The second pump got Mary seated.

“Next MS,” Anya said after counting to three in her head.

Slowly stroking lubricant into the 2 1/2″ silicone cock, Mary was now feeling a little intimidation. Mary heard her daughter orgasm on the 9″ phallus and looking over saw her crotch was still over an inch from success.

She felt for her daughter, but not enough to not go as far as she could. Climbing onto the 10 inch mildly wide cock she squatted and felt the wonder of it pushing against the walls of her vagina. She was slightly surprised at how much the previous one paved the way for this. Again, it was two pumps and she was sitting with the fake balls on her perinium.

“MJ, next.” Anya stated. Watching SJ sweating after her orgasm and now buried on the 9″ “Next SJ, you might want to use more lubricant.”

Mary, feeling how easily she accommodated the 10 was getting the 11 ready when SJ moved to the 10. The method of insertion changed for SM. Previously she was squatting with her feet on the board. Now she knelt on one side of the mounting board and toes on the other. She lined the now slick phallus up with her hole. Mary leaned back onto the phallic head relishing the slight burn of the stretch for her opening. On the third pump Mary had her first orgasm. She reached up and tugged her nipples during it. Anya noticed and knew what she was going to do later.

Mary worked on the 13″ cock when SJ finished the 10 and she had two more orgasms on it. Mary had a hard orgasm while seated on the 13″ cock. There was a hard pressure on her cervix. She was seriously concerned with the one a half inch longer. SJ was having problems with the pressure the 11″‘s thickness pushing against the metal plug in her asshole. It drove a fourth orgasm only in 3″.

Mary in her kneeling position had gotten the very fat 13.5 inch long and 3.5″ thick shaft pushing on her cervix and could not get it in further. She needed to get it to bend inside of her. Mary leaned back on her hands. Mary lifted on the cock partially; she began working her feet to the same side of the board as her knees. She pushed against her g-spot while wiggling on the long thickness. Her orgasm caused her arms to give and she dropped 6″ without support onto the cock.

“It is buried Mistress!” Mary moaned and grunted.

“Spread your legs Slave!” Anya demanded. “I can’t see my pussy.

Mary slid her feet across the coarse concrete showing her Mistress that the cock was fully inside. This created a fourth orgasm in the older woman. SJ had worked past the largest part of the anal plug with difficulty. Her vaginal muscles did not want to stretch to accommodate past the 10th inch. She had seen what her mother had done; SJ was frightened but willing to do it for her Mistress.

Mary fucked herself hard with the largest of the regular shaped cock trying to remove her body from it. This created a fifth orgasm. Anya turned to see SJ use the same method as her mother, but the pain of the drop caused her to scream and begin a shaking orgasm or series of orgasms. Mary was addressing the Dragon Dong. It had a 4″ bulge down 8″ with a shaft that tapered from 3″ at the top. After the bulge it returned to 2.75″, like an anal plug, at the ten-inch length.

The last dong had challenged Mary for length this would open her more than Lisa ever had. Lisa had fisted her for couple of times, but the balled fist was only about 3.5″ across. Mary had almost passed out from the fisting. With-it well-coated Mary lined it up, back in the kneeling position. The line was at the 11″ mark. Mary heard another hard orgasm from her daughter now working the thickness of the 12” into her opening and pushing on her anal plug.

Mary had to remove herself from the Dong twice to add lube. Another orgasm took Mary as she slid the four-inch bulge slid through her sphincter. The pain reminded her of bringing Julie into the world without a spine blocker.

Anya was surprised at the older woman. Seeing the bulge pushing the lower abdomen outward as the woman stroked herself down to the line, then past.

“Nest Slave M.” Anya told SM.

SJ working the 3″ of the footlong past the anal plug was now moaning in subspace she just moved on the cock without purpose. Having forgotten the task of the challenge, just enjoying the pleasure mixed with pain.

From the previous penetration Mary’s insides ached and she was sweating profusely. The pointed fingers were only 2.5″ wide. Her vagina gapped larger than that right now. Her looseness slid down and only needed to stretch the additional half inch.

It already hurt so a little more pain was not going to change it. Anya was fascinated watching the MILF attack the fist. It took her 7 minutes to reach the 12″ line on the fist and hold it. Anya had counted four orgasms as she watched the bulge past the area where the g-spot was located and SM slid up and down crossing it over and over.

“Finished? You may dismount and rest.” Anya said.

SJ continued pumping her pussy with the footlong. Anya walked to her clipping a leash to the collar and pulled SJ slave off during her orgasm. Each was given a fresh bottle of water. They had been shoving cock into themselves for over an hour.

Anya pulled the memory off the cameras and began counting orgasms. After fifteen minutes she found herself rubbing her own pussy and feeling aroused. Anya called John, the head of AGR and asked him if he wanted to make a booty call tonight. He said he might after the party at the house. Anya promised he could see the girls that would be available ahead of time if he came over about an hour from then. It was currently 11pm.

Anya took each of the resting slaves another bottle of water and paper, with a pen.

“The final challenge is self-bondage. Each of you thought about how you would like to bind yourself. Write down any additional clothing, devices, and clamps you will need. I will be back to start the competition in a few minutes.

11:15 pm, she had collected what the women had requested.

“Start, you have 45 minutes to finish.” Anya stated.

Each woman added cuffs to their wrists and ankles. That is where the similarities of ties ended.