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Ashley was still on all fours staring up at her new Master. Eric reached down next to her, opened her pocketbook took out her black, RZR video phone and programmed in his “special cell phone” number (he had, of course, gotten an untraceable phone line separate from his normal one just for Ashley). “I have programmed my number into your phone. I expect to receive a video message from you before the day is out. You are to go to the little girls room and film yourself pissing,” he said as he smirked down at her. “That’s disgusting! I won’t do it” Ashley snarled as she started to rise indignantly.
Eric quickly grabbed her by the hair and slapped her face. “Perhaps you have forgotten who your Master is now. You do as I say without complaint or your little fun time with Anfernee becomes internet fodder for the rest of your life. And we both know that Daddy won’t be keeping you around after that, Princess. Don’t we? I wonder what it’s like being poor?”
Ashley began to cry again. “When I tell you to do something you WILL do it. Disobeying only means punishment and pain for you. And ultimately, you will fulfill my commands in the end anyway. Let me be perfectly clear. For this task, you are NOT to sit on the toilet. I want you to squat on the seat so that I can see the piss squirting out of you when you go. Every drop.”
Eric let go of her hair (she was now standing upright) and sat down in the chair behind his desk. “Come here” he beckoned. Ashley, still whimpering, meekly walked to his desk. “Now Ashley, you WILL send me the video I requested before the day is out or you will be punished severely. Now lay across my lap.” Ashley stared at Eric, her new “owner”, for a moment but saw the steely look on his face and complied fairly quickly. Eric pulled a ruler out from his desk and looked at her.
“This is a reminder to you that you will do as you are told from now on. I’m going to spank you for your disobedience. 10 sharp whacks to remind you I am not fucking around. “ And with that he administered 10 swift and hard blows to Ashley’s sweet little ass. Ashley was crying in full again after he had finished. As she lay sobbing, sprawled across his lap, he took the opportunity to take one last Polaroid for his collection. The picture was just of her ass- he didn’t want people to know it was her when they saw it. He wanted it to be a permanent but personal reminder of her new servitude; A humiliating souvenir for her to look at every day to remember their first little meet up and to remid her of her new caste.
“Now get dressed and get to class. I’ll text you your next assignment after I get your 1st little movie production.” Ashley got up, her sobs starting to slow to sniffles. Just as she finished dressing the bell for the next period rang. Ashley turned to leave for class but before she walked out Eric called out to her ”Oh and Ashley, this is for you” handing her the picture of her freshly spanked ass. “I expect you to hang it prominently in your locker by day’s end to remind yourself of me every time you open it up.” Ashley grabbed the picture and shoved it in her pocketbook. She wondered what she would tell her friends that it was when they inevitably saw it taped up with the rest of her locker photos.
“I’ll be seeing much of you later I suppose,” Eric said, chuckling as he opened his office door to let Ashley out.
The next few hours were probably as difficult for Mangini as they were for Ashley. However, he had to force himself to concentrate and get through all the work he had on his plate. It was a Thursday afternoon and Eric wanted to make sure he would be able to clear his Friday and weekend of administrative duties as he had other “work” to get started on with Ashley’s humiliation and training. It took all of his strength to keep it in his pants until later in the day. As turned on as Eric was, he wanted to make sure to save his strength for Ashley later.
Finally, at
Eric sent Ashley a quick text: “Good job, buttercup. I’m sure you’ve never seen yourself piss
before. I’m not sure you’re properly
potty trained though. I think we may
have to re-teach you how to go to the bathroom LOL. As soon as school is over, get in your car
and drive to section 1Z of the Oak Tree Commons Mall. Call your house and make sure no one expects
you until later this evening. I’ll be
seeing you there at
It was hard to get through the day for 2 people at St. Julius that day.
At 10 to 4, Ashley pulled into the lot while Eric was
watching her from across the street. He
sat in his car, safely shaded from view under a tree. At
“Where are you taking me, Sir?” Eric was impressed she remembered the Sir. She was stone faced as if trying to pretend it wasn’t really her in the car. “Well Ashley, I’m inclined to leave that as a surprise for you. But let’s get something straight. From now on, when you and I are alone together you will greet me properly. You are to kiss me hello. Do you understand?” “Yes Sir” Ashley mumbled. “So you don’t have to worry about questions of destination, I made a little film for you to watch on the ride up. “ She glared at Eric in panic as he turned on the in-dash DVD and started the video of Ashley peeing in the bathroom. Ashley’s eyes welled up as she watched the scene of her spanking and humiliation from the Principal’s office earlier in the day fade into her session with Anfernee. Of course, there was some slow-mo, replay and the like mixed in for a more professional and compelling show.
After about 20 minutes of driving further out from the city, Eric pulled into a cheap, anonymous gas n’ grocery place. He turned off the car and looked at Ashley. “Time to stop sobbing and straighten up, buttercup.” She kept her head down, looking at her lap. Eric grabbed her chin and forced her face to look at his “The time for you to bemoan your situation is over! You put yourself in this situation and you will either submit to and obey EVERYTHING I tell you to do or you will be punished and STILL submit and obey! And if the punishment doesn’t cure you of your insolence than exposure is the only answer. I’m sure the internet would have a field day with that DVD, eh?”
He let that sink in for a few seconds and slapped her across the face lightly; not enough even to leave a red mark but enough to startle her out of another round of woe is me tears. He reached across her and grabbed a small cosmetics bag out of the glove. “Here you go. You are to put on the make-up in this bag and clean yourself up in the bathroom. You are to take no more than 10 minutes or you will be punished. And here” I said as I reached into the back seat for a bag, “you’ll change into these clothes and meet me at the car. If you are late, you will be punished. Hopefully you won’t give me cause to think of what that punishment will be,” he said, smirking.
Ashley looked at him for a few seconds before blankly saying “Yes Sir”.
“You look beautiful, buttercup,” Eric said as he leaned into her for a long kiss. Reluctantly Ashley opened her mouth and slowly moved her tongue around with her Principal’s, as he pressed deeper past her teeth. After a few minutes of suck face Eric deftly unbuttoned the top 2 buttons of Ashley’s white shirt and slipped his hands over that lacey pink bra. After a minute he knew those 34bs needed some release.
Eric disengaged from their kiss to start sucking lightly all over Ashley’s neck, his hot breath expertly serving to involuntarily arouse her. As he used his left hand to quickly unclip her bra from the back, he stuck his tongue in her ear and whispered “No bra for the rest of the day Ashley” as he removed her undergarment.
Ashley knew that would mean anyone who would see her at the gas station and god knows where else would be able to see her now erect nipples through her blouse. She shivered as Eric cupped her uncovered, milky white breasts while again kissing her deeply. Ashley’s breath began to quicken as he let his left hand up top to play with her while moving his other hand up and down her crotch, through her tight fitting pants. Ashley was beginning to give into the pleasure when suddenly Mangini stopped, backed off and looked at her.
“I’m gonna fill up the car and maybe get a snack. Meet me back at the car in 10 minutes.”
Ashley went to button her shirt and Eric quickly slapped her hand “Ashley,” he said condescendingly to her “don’t button unless I tell you to button. From now on you wear your clothes as I leave them or tell you to wear them.”
“B-But Sir, with no bra and 2 buttons undone you can see my chest” Ashley stammered.
“There’s no need to be shy anymore. I’ve already seen you naked and will again many, many times. We have a few months of fun ahead of us. Besides, it’s not like anyone here knows you. In fact, I think 3 buttons would look even sexier so why don’t you unbutton the next one too, before you go to the bathroom to change.”
Ashley went ashen as Eric reached into her shirt to squeeze both of her nipples one last time before letting her out to the bathroom to change into her outfit and new make-up. Mangini started his watch and told her to make sure and be on time. Ashley walked off to the bathroom around the corner of the convenience store part of the gas station. Eric filled the car and left a note on the passenger side window for Ashley to meet him in the store.
Eric spent his five remaining minutes shopping for a few items for later. No one was around as they were kinda in the middle of nowhere. The day laborers that populated the area were still grunting out the end of their day. There was a slovenly Mexican behind the counter to match the run down store. He just sat there thumbing through a Hot Rod magazine.
Eric grabbed a three-blade razor and some shaving gel,
rolling papers, mouthwash, a toothbrush and tooth paste, some water and
strolled over to pay. The big guy rang
him up and was giving change when all of a sudden he froze and his mouth
dropped slightly. Eric looked at his
watch timer and it read
Ashley was walking up to the store and was creating the effect Eric had desired on the Mexican in the store. Eric could only imagine the pretty, spoiled schoolgirl’s abject horror in the filthy bathroom having to change out of her pants and into the shortest pleated grey schoolgirl skirt imaginable. For so long Eric desired this he indulged fully in the clichés of the outfit. Ashley had on new patent leather Mary Janes and knee high white stockings to boot. Her nipples were clearly visible and raised from the constant rub of the fabric against them. Her white blouse was unbuttoned as he had left it and it was easy to see her breasts with every step she took.
Mangini had Ashley vamp out whorishly with the glossiest deepest whore red lipstick, bright emerald eye shadow and heavy pink blush that encouraged the perception she was flushed from recent nefarious action. Ashley opened the door and silently stood to Eric’s left. He looked at her and patted her on the head. “Please clasp your hands behind your back Ashley,” he said to her. She shot him a nervous glance but complied.
“Hey hombre” Eric said to the counterman. “You like this gringo meat? Wanna take a look at her?” Ashley trembled and said nothing as the disgusting, fat man leered at her. Before the Mexican could answer. Eric had Ashley’s shirt out of the skirt and unbuttoned to the bottom. Ashley just stared ahead, hands behind her back, as her new Master exposed her breasts to the man.
“God damn, she’s hot. Senior, how much for a quick one in the back”?
Eric looked at Ashley, who was clearly scared, and asked her “How much do you think this gentleman should pay you for a blowjob, Ashley?” “Uh-I don’t know S-s-s-s-sir” Ashley sputtered out. The Mexican was jumping up and down a little with excitement causing his belly fat to grossly jiggle around. Ashley looked as if she might throw up. “I’ll pay you $100 dollars, senior!” he said.
Eric looked thoughtfully at Ashley. After a few seconds he looked at the counter guy “That’s more than she’s worth right now I think, but soon she’ll be ready to earn it. Until then, a penny for your thoughts.” Mangini picked up his bag of stuff, grabbed Ashley by the hand and walked her out the door, open blouse exposing her pert breasts to the outside air. They left the Mexican holding a Polaroid of Ashley on all fours, naked, to remember them by.
Ashley quickly got in the car. Eric pulled away, back onto the highway and let the car sit in silence for several minutes before glancing at Ashley’s tear stained face. “That was a good display, buttercup. I’m sure that guy will remember you for a long time! We’re almost to our destination so I thought I’d let you relax the rest of the way.” As he drove he reached over and reclined her seat slightly. He then began to fondle her exposed tits, pinching and lightly swirling his fingers around her nipples. Eric rubbed his hand sensuously around her belly, often slipping his fingers under her skirt and panties, gently caressing her pubic hair and pressing down ever slightly every now and again right above her vagina. It wasn’t long before Ashley started breathing more quickly, squirming in her seat, oblivious to the outside world, involuntarily getting turned on.
After 10 minutes of pure teasing Eric pulled Ashley’s panties to the side and began to caress her vagina. For another 10 minutes he flicked her clit and used her increasing wetness to occasionally stick a finger up her snatch. They were almost to their destination when Eric gently took her left hand and placed it on her glistening teen cunt.
“Finish yourself off Ashley” he said. Ashley, as if in a trance, brought herself to orgasm within 3 minutes. Inwardly Eric was thrilled; he was certain none of her feeble high school lovers had ever taken that kind of time to build her up like that.
Ashley’s shudders of bliss subsided and she realized, for the first time, that they had stopped driving. She looked over at Eric and saw the raging erection he now had from watching her bring herself to orgasm. He had imperceptibly to her, taken out his cock and begun stroking himself after he had parked the car in the driveway of his secluded lake house. He grabbed one of Ashley’s juice covered hands and placed it on his cock. She immediately started stroking it but tried to turn her head away. With his free hand, Eric grabbed her hair and forced her to look at him. This startled her and caused her to momentarily stop stroking the cock in her hand so Eric had to put his hand over hers and put her back in motion before he began to spell out some rules.
“Ashley, you are ALWAYS to look directly at anyone you are touching or engaged with from today forward. Unless otherwise ordered, you will obey ANY request or command by me or anyone else that is using you sexually as I see fit. You are a pretty but worthless little whore who will do whatever I wish from now on. Do you understand?” “Yes Sir” Ashley quietly responded.
“I’m glad Ashley. Now let’s go in and get started. We have much to do this evening. I know you probably would rather stay in the car and put that pretty little red mouth on my cock, but there’s plenty of time for you to slurp my sperm later, dear. Now do me a favor and button up and meet me at the front door.”
Eric got out of the car and opened the door to the house. He had previously set up a tripod with a video camera in the living room to film Ashley’s entrance for a later movie and popped over to turn it on. Ashley was on the porch looking like a Valley porn slut arriving on set for a naughty schoolgirl movie.
Eric motioned for Ashley to walk into the house, filming her entrance. When she was in the middle of the living room he told her to stop and began to ask her questions:
Eric: “What is your name?
Ashley: Ashley Waterford
Eric: “How old are you?”
A: “18”
E “Do you have a shaved pussy, Ashley?”
A: “N-n-n-no Sir” (tears were beginning to form)
E: “Are you wearing a bra?”
A: “No, Sir”
E: “Wow. What a brazen young girl. Why don’t you turn around and face the other way Ashley? (Immediately after she turned around) It’s hot in here Ashley, you should unbutton that blouse and just get rid of the shirt.”
Ashley proceeded to do as asked with her back and ass to the camera. Her arms were clearly shaking as she slowly unbuttoned the shirt, un-tucked it and let it drop off her body. “Look over your shoulders and take a look at the camera, Ashley. (Ashley looked GREAT). Now, stick your finger slightly in your mouth and run your tongue over your finger. Beautiful”
“Now Ashley, cup your breasts and face us.”
Ashley looked delectable. A few tears had escaped her eyes as she stood looking like a slut, her small boobs in her hands wearing nothing but a skirt, white stockings and the Mary Janes. Her eyes went wide when she saw Lucy standing next to Eric. She doubled over and turned around trying to hide herself.
Lucy moved like lightning and was behind Ashley in a flash. Lucy grabbed her hair and snapped her body back up. “You do whatever Master Mangini says BITCH!” She slapped Ashley hard across the face.
Eric peered from behind the camera and looked at Ashley. “Ashley, meet Lucy. She is a close friend of mine and your new best friend or worst enemy depending on how you play it. Lucy is your Mistress and from now you will consider her word to be my word. Every rule applied by me to you will also be applicable to Mistress Lucy. “
Ashley stood up straight, a fist full of hair still being held by Lucy. She was sobbing but seemed to have regained a bit of her composure. Eric had been debating whether to bring Lucy in right from the start or to wait a week or so to involve her. At this moment he knew I’d made the right call. Shock and awe.
Lucy and Eric had met several years earlier in a chat room. They quickly became friends and occasional lovers. Both had the same uncommon desires to dominate and degrade young girls and finally were getting the chance to work together on a “project”. At 30, Lucy was a prominent member of the So Cal legal scene having made partner at Gaffney, Cedar and Johnson earlier than any lawyer, male or female, ever at the firm. She made plenty of cash and was a stunner. She was 5’ 9” with short brown hair (like Winona Ryder’s when she was still pretty) and 36Cs. She had a perfectly curved ass and beautiful green eyes. Eric loved the way she kept her pubic hair shaved in the shape of a question mark. (She claimed it was because she was an enigma). Now, she stood in Eric’s living room holding Ashley Waterford’s hair as if it was the head of Medusa
Eric peered back behind the camera. Lucy let go of Ashley’s hair and stood behind her. Lucky pulled Ashley’s arms back and clasped her hands together again. As Ashley stood rigid, Lucy slipped her hands over Ashley’s breasts from behind, lightly pinching the nips to make them erect. The scene was so hot- the half naked senior being caressed and groped from behind by the much older and sexy lawyer in full business suit and skirt. Lucy turned Ashley sideways and brought her face into Ashley’s.
Ashley looked directly at Lucy as her first lesbian kiss began. For 5 minutes Lucy ran her hands over Ashley’s body while kissing her. If Ashley was repulsed you couldn’t tell from where Eric was filming. But then, she was learning quickly that this was her fate.
Lucy finished, smiled and whispered something into Ashley’s ear that put a look of fear on the teen’s face. It looked great on film.
“Now Ashley,” Eric said “everything we tell you to do and say from now on you do or you will be punished by Lucy and a huge leather paddle. You should try and enjoy yourself, slut. Lucy is gonna take a lot of pictures of you while I film. If you’re a good girl they’ll never find their way on-line. Now I want you to reach under your skirt and pull your panties down.”
Ashley swiftly did so and kicked the plain white cottons to the side.
“Good Girl. Now I want you to suck on your finger. With your other hand, pull your skirt up. Ashley did as told as the tears began again. Which was fine with me as it made the scene even sexier. Lucy was snapping away, getting stills of every movement.
“Ashley, walk over to the couch, put your hands on the back of it with your arms outstretched and bend over with your ass facing me.” Ashley did as told. “Now, flip the back of your skirt up so we can see your tight ass and pussy.”
They let Ashley stand there in that position for several minutes, walking around, making sure to get her from every angle. “Now grip your ass cheeks and spread them wide for the camera, Ashley.” As soon as Lucy finished taking some snaps of the pose she got right up behind Ashley and hissed in her ear “Leave those cheeks spread!” before dropping on the floor to tongue Ashley’s asshole for several minutes. When she had finished, she spit a big gob on Ashley’s sphincter that slowly dripped down her thigh. A nice touch.
“Ashley, we know how much you liked having a girl eat out your ass. Was that the first time for you?” Eric asked for the benefit of furthering his humiliation of his new pet. Ashley managed a slight “Yes Sir”.
“Well, we know you’re turned on by it Ashley. Why don’t you take off the skirt, sit on the couch and spread your cunt for Mistress Lucy to lick a bit. In fact, she shouldn’t have to do all the work. You should masturbate for us. I’ll let you close your eyes but you need to work that high school pussy with your hand and use the other hand to play with your tits. Suck a finger in your mouth like it’s your boyfriend’s cock and then use it on yourself. But you are NOT to cum. When you are getting closer you can call Mistress Lucy to finish you off.”
Ashley did as she was told, sobbing all the while. The naked and spread 18 year old had never been so obscenely exposed to anyone in the past and had barely ever touched herself-she always thought it was gross and felt guilty the few times she had ever done it in the privacy of her room. Now she was compelled to do it in front of her tormentors and new owners.
After a slow start Ashley began to get turned on. Soon the room was filled with heavy breathing, her occasional moan and the smell of teen spirit. After 10 minutes of forced masturbation Ashley, in between heavy breaths, practically shouted “Miss Lucy, please make me cum!”
“Open your eyes and ask Mistress Lucy properly,” Eric said to Ashley.
Ashley opened her eyes and they went immediately wide. Lucy was standing next to her holding a silver tray with a red ball gag (which Ashley instantly recognized from the gimp scene in Pulp Fiction), a razor, shaving cream, scissors, a small bowl of water and a pair of handcuffs. Ashley didn’t say anything out of great fear and just sat there trembling. Lucy sat the tray down on the side table next to the couch and bitch slapped Ashley twice. “Did you have a question for me, Ashley?” sneered Lucy.
“Will you please make me cum Mistress Lucy” Ashley said while glancing sideways at the tray.
Lucy reached down with her right hand and tugged on a tuft of Ashley’s brown pubic hair. The furry triangle was cleaned up for a bikini but otherwise fully hairy. “I wouldn’t put my mouth on your dirty hole with this filthy shit like this. You look like a fucking hobbit,” laughed Lucy. Lucy twisted and pulled the hairs for a bit longer eventually causing Ashley to scream in pain.
Lucy quickly grabbed Ashley’s hands and cuffed them behind her back. The ball gag was inserted and Ashley began to thrash about a bit, muffled cries coming from behind the red ball. Saliva dripped down her mouth. Lucy pushed Ashley back onto the couch and stood between her legs.
Lucy looked down at her naked and bound captive and smiled. “Ashley, you need to be clean before you may receive pleasure from us. Now, I’m going to depilate your little pussy. I wouldn’t move if I were you. Spread your legs wide with the heels of your feet on the couch” Lucy demanded.
What a vision. Spoiled, rich Ashley Waterford was cuffed with her hands above her head, completely naked, on display and utterly gagged, garish red lips wide around the red ball. She looked stunning.
Lucy made a big show of gelling up Ashley’s first leg and slowly shaved it smooth from the base of Ashley’s feet to the top of her thigh. “From now on, little one, you will shave these legs every single day from top to bottom. Little lezzie sluts need to have smooth skin.” After 20 minutes of work (punctuated with little breaks to lick and kiss Ashley’s helpless body) on the legs Lucy went about shaving her captive’s armpits, all the while taking the razor and excess gel and getting the little stubble off in the bowl of water. It looked like an old time barber shop operation, if of course the barber were working on a bound nude teen instead of some scrub’s beard.
Finally Lucy was ready for the main event. Eric turned on the flat screen TV behind him.
The screen came on and revealed a close up of Ashley’s vagina. “Ashley. I want you to watch up here while Miss Lucy makes you clean enough to play with.” Eric stated with obvious glee.
Tears began flowing like rain as Ashley watched the screen. Eric panned out so Ashley could get a good look at herself. “Now, now pet” Lucy said as she stroked a tear from Ashley’s face and sucked the finger into her mouth. “If you sob, you’ll only hurt yourself. Stay still little one.”
Lucy slowly began cutting Ashley’s pubic hair with the scissors to get it short enough for a clean sweep with the razor. For a while, the only sounds that could be heard were the muffled sobs of Ashley and the rapidly snipping of the scissors. Soon, Ashley was watching the beautiful lawyer caress shaving gel above and around her pussy lips. Lucy expertly shaved the remaining stubble away in long, slow strokes and wiped Ashley down with a towel and aloe. Ashley looked like she had been transported back to pre-adolescence from the waste down. It was lovely.
Lucy looked Ashley in the eyes and put her finger over her lips to gently SHHHH Ashley as the ball gag was removed. Lucy stood behind Ashley, waiting for Eric to speak.
“Now that you are clean Ashley, you may touch yourself again- you know you were still too dirty a whore for Miss Lucy to finish you off before. When you are close to cumming you can ask Lucy to help out again. Now that you’re a clean shaven teenie slut Miss Lucy might have more interest in you. You can close your eyes again while you play with yourself. We want to see what you do at home with the lights out,” he said with a malicious grin.
Lucy uncuffed Ashley’s hands and took them in hers. Still standing behind Ashley, Lucy guided the schoolgirl’s hands all over her own body. Every so often, Lucy would bend over and suck on nipple or nape of Ashley’s neck. After several minutes, Lucy stepped away and Ashley began to lose herself on her own hand. Occasionally, a finger would slip into her tight shaven pussy, but mostly Ashley rubbed her outer lips in large circles, hitting her clit with each rotation and gradually picking up speed and veracity. After about 15 minutes of rubbing, Ashley’s pussy was sopping wet and getting a bit noisy. Ashley had her head thrown back and was panting.
“Mistress Lucy (gasp, gasp) will you (ahhhhh) please help me orgasm?”
Lucy silently walked over to Ashley and knelt between her legs.
“Ashley look at the screen” Eric commanded. He wanted Ashley to get a good, humiliating look at herself as she came for the first time at the hands of another woman. Ashley watched the screen, barely believing it was her on it.
“Ughhhhhh” Ashley screamed as Lucy rubbed her hand around her high school victim’s pink folds. Lucy pumped a finger in an out of Ashley as she began to expertly flick the teen’s throbbing clit. As Ashley’s breath grew more rapid and shallow, her climax nearing, Lucy reached up with her glistening fingers and commanded “SUCK THESE BITCH. TASTE YOUR WETNESS”.
Ashley looked like a fish on the line as Lucy smeared her face with juices from her own vagina forcing Ashley to jerk her head wildly around in order to suck in the fingers as commanded,
It was just a few minutes more when Ashley finally started cumming on the expert tongue of Miss Lucy. The sounds of her orgasm echoed through the house as she came violently from the oral pleasure Lucy provided. Ashley unconsciously even grabbed and squeezed her own breast during the orgasm.
Ashley’s orgasm subsided and Lucy sat up on Ashley’s lap. She leaned in and began deep kissing Ashley, who was clearly disgusted at having to taste her own juices while being forced into another lesbian embrace.
To be continued……
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