A slavegirl\'s pain

Rachel was a masochist. She was also very nervous. She looked again at the advertisement that had brought her on this journey. "Wanted young, blond house and sex slave. Must be willing to suffer bondage, extreme humiliation, severe whipping, and sexual duties. Apply to Mistress Sandi Box 444 Auckland."

Rachel put the ad. back in her bag. She shuddered with a mixture of pleasure and horror as she recalled Sandi’s cold, demanding voice on the phone. She told Rachel exactly what to wear, she had been forced to buy most of it. She did not own such slutty clothes.. She wore a tiny black lace bra with a matching flimsy black lace g-string, a tight black lace garter belt with black fishnet stockings, a very short black lace half slip, a crisp white blouse unbuttoned at the neck, and a micro mini black skirt. Black shoes completed her wardrobe. Around her neck, the girl wore a black leather choker. The traditional sign of slavery.

Rachel felt the eyes of the other passengers on the bus ,which was taking her on a one way trip to humiliation, boring into her. She was a sex object already she thought. The straps of her bra were clearly visible through the thin material of her blouse. She tried to pull her mini skirt down a little to hide her beautiful legs from their gaze. It was useless. Rachel sighed and looked out of the window. she tried to ignore the lust filled stares..

The bus stopped. "You will be met at the square" Rachel had been told "Get in a black car registration number RP 7140. Bring no other clothing what-so ever, it will not be required. Do not speak. Do not lift your eyes, you are now nothing. You now have no rights"

Rachel stepped slowly from the bus. It drove off. She was alone. suddenly she felt very frightened. She looked round, she hoped the car would not be there.. Her heart seemed to stop. There it was RP 7140. Her mouth went dry.

Slowly Rachel walked towards the car, she wished now that her skirt was not so short. She felt the eyes of the street on her. She blushed. A sudden gust of wind caught the thin skirt it billowed up revealing her skimpy black lingerie. Desperately and unsuccessfully Rachel tried to hold it down. The car door opened. "Get in you little slut" hissed Sandi. Obediently, silently Rachel slid into the front seat and closed the door Her breathing was now light and fast. Shefelt the wetness spreading in her pussy. Without another word Sandi  started the car. The silence was heavy...

Nervously Rachel pulled down her mini skirt. "Thankyou for picking me up Sandi" she said. Sandi ignored her. Rachel tried again "it’s a lovely day" she stammered. "Shut up slut, speak only when I give permission" snarled Sandi. Rachel blushed, tears filled her eyes. She looked down. "Did you wear the lingerie I ordered?" snapped Sandi. "Yes" whispered Rachel. ‘Yes what you stupid slut" This was it , this was the turning point thought Rachel. "Yes My Mistress" said the Slavegirl.

"Show me. Rachel paused then slowly reached for the hem of her tiny skirt and pulled it up to reveal the lace of her half slip. "Yank it right up you stupid bitch" hissed Sandi " Let’s see your panties" Rachel sobbed for the first of many times and pulled the skirt and half slip high to reveal her panties. "Good" purred Sandi "Keep it like that". The journey continued in silence with the young girl submissively holding her skirt and half slip high.

The car pulled into a long driveway. Rachel’s heart beat faster. "Not long now" said Sandi "Soon you will be nude and chained would you like that slave?" "Yes thankyou Mistress" sobbed Rachel. She looked in dread at the large dark house ahead. She knew that soon her freedom, her clothing, her lingerie her self respect would be torn from her. Only pain, humiliation and degradation would exist for her. She gave a gasp of fear as the car stopped.  The journey was over. They had arrived. They were in a garage at the far end was a heavy
wooden door. Sandi switched of the engine. She turned to look at her new slavegirl for the first time Rachel blushed as she felt the cold, piecing eyes glide lustfully over her body. Although fully dressed, she felt helpless and nude already. She turned to look at her Mistress, her lips parted slightly, her breathing light and fast. "Take off your blouse" The first order snapped out. Rachel blushed "May I begin to strip inside please Mistress" she whispered. She hardly saw Sandi’s hand as it lashed across her face. She screamed with the sudden pain. Tears filled her eyes. "Take that fucking blouse now or I’ll rip it to shreds" hissed Sandi. With a sob Rachel’s hands moved to the top button of the white blouse. Her humiliation was about to begin.

The first button slipped open, the blouse parted slightly at the neck, the girl’s hands moved to the next button, the blouse opened further, her creamy white skin was exposed. "Turn to face me Slave" ordered Sandi. Rachel faced her tormentor, and dropped her trembling fingers to the next button. It slipped open. Meekly the slavegirl reached for the collar of her blouse and pulled it open. The black lace of her bra was now revealed, the thin , black shoulder straps contrasting with her creamy flesh. "Carry on" breathed Sandi. With tears in her eyes and head lowered, Rachel pulled open the forth button, the swell of her breasts was now clearly visible beneath the black lace of the flimsy bra.. The last two buttons strained as Rachel again pulled open her blouse. "Rip them off" snarled Sandi. Rachel looked at her Mistress in horror, her eyes widened. "Do it Slave" snapped Sandi. With a helpless sob the girl wrenched the blouse open. The last buttons flew off and fell on the floor. The blouse was now open to the waist. "Take it right off and give it to me" ordered Sandi. Slowly , silently the Slavegirl slipped the blouse from her nude shoulders. She felt the cool air caress her nude back. She handed the discarded blouse to her Mistress..

"The skirt" said Sandi. Rachel sighed submissively. She found the zip of her skirt. It parted, she felt the skirt slip down her legs. She pulled the released garment down her smooth long legs, she bent down and handed it to her Mistress. Sandi placed the skirt with the girl’s discarded blouse on the floor and looked at her  Slavegirl. 

Rachel lay back in her seat, her arms submissively at her sides. Tears of fear filled her eyes as she looked at Sandi, her blond hair fell over her nude shoulders .The skimpy black lace bra barely covered her heaving breasts, they thrust against the thin bra, her erect nipples were plainly visible. Sandi’s lust filled eyes roamed over the body of her slavegirl, soon she knew she would experience the sexual pleasure of seeing the whip cut into that smooth nude flesh. She could feel her love juices beginning to flow. Soon this girl would be utterly nude and helpless at her feet. Rachel was breathless with fear now, beads of perspiration ran down her
half nude body, her thin half slip stuck to her thighs. Sandi’s eyes travelled slowly down the long beautiful legs. She looked again at the tear stained face. Rachel’s lips parted "Please no" they formed the words, but no sound came Sandi got out of the car and walked to the wall of the garage Rachel’s eyes widened in horror as she watched her Mistress take a heavy evil looking whip from the wall. "Get out of the car and come here" Sandi’s voice was low and full of menace. With a hopeless sob the girl got out of the car and walked towards her Mistress "Get through that door slave" Rachel ,eyes down, opened the door and walked away from the car, her clothes and her freedom. She was about to enter a world of slavery, humiliation pain and sexual degradation.

To be continued