BDSM Library - Story: Stacey's Job, Chapter: Part 1

Stacey’s Job

“Welcome to Hotel Le Casa De La Sol. My name is Cristina. I hope you are all ready to have fun this coming week. There will be sun, swimming pool’s, parties, fun and games and most importantly… Alcohol. If you would like to follow Alfonso here he will show you to the reception where you should sign in. I will be at the poolside bar at three this afternoon where I will outline the activities available to you this week and where all the best parties will be at. On behalf of this Hotel Le Casa De La Sol I hope you enjoy your stay”

It’s funny. You’d think Cristina would have grown bored of saying the same thing week after week, or even the fact that she’s faced with a group of young alcoholics every week who have only one thing on their mind. Sex. Sitting by the pool with a Margarita I looked over the new arrivals. It was always the same age group of eighteen to twenty-five year olds who went on these sort of holidays. There were the typical group of handsome guys, already eyeing up the cheer-leader types. The average girl with her best friend the fat girl. Partly there because she helped her look better than average and more attractive. Well lets face it. If you were an attractive guy and you had just had an unlucky night of pulling at the club and then you were faced with a choice of the two it wouldn’t be a hard choice. I smiled to myself as I started making a few notes.

Perhaps I should introduce myself. I can guess a few of you may be a little confused. My name is Stacey and I have been staying at this Hotel on and off for the last two years since I moved from England. England did not hold the best memories for me so when this job opportunity arose I jumped at the chance. Some of you would say that sitting by a pool in a Country that is most of the time sunny whilst drinking margarita’s would be a fantastic job to have. Well you’d be right. It is fantastic to sit in the sun enjoying my drink whilst watching the new guests arrive. However that’s only the half of it. I am employed by a company, which for very understandable reasons I can’t name, that “acquired” young ladies and men from holidays like this around Europe and sold them to the highest bidder. My job was to train the young ladies to however their new lesbian owner would want them. It had been pretty simple so far most were only interested in one thing which ironically was the same as what most of the holiday goers came here for. Sex. Now don’t think of me too badly. A job is a job and this one happens to pay me very well, not to mention the fact I get eight months off a year at the moment and there are plenty of worse people than myself out there. Like the buyers. I like to think of myself as helpful to these people as I’m showing them what their life would consist of from then onwards. Besides as soon as they’ve been trained and they’re out my hands they are none of my business and of no concern to me. Some of you may still think of me as heartless, perhaps even a monster and it wouldn’t help my case to say that I enjoy my work very much. But that’s me and there’s a reason why I’ve become what I am but I won’t go into that. Now, time to finish my drink and see which of the holiday goers will be my project’s for the next couple of weeks.

I kept a room at the hotel where the Company can tell my assignments. Of course the training wasn’t done here. I don’t think I’d be able to explain the loud sobs and screams. I trained the girls at my place which was less than a mile along the coast line, it was one of those very huge villas that everyone dream’s of owning and whilst I don’t own it, the company did and my rent and bills were paid for by them. Sitting on the balcony I heard a knock on the door. Looking towards the door I could see an envelope had been slid underneath. I knew the person who had slid it was probably half way out of the hotel by now so there was no point in opening the door. Instead I just picked up the envelope and sat back out on the balcony and opened it. First there was a typed letter from my Boss who simply called himself Mr Smith. It wasn’t original but from a guy who owned a company that snatched people and sold them I didn’t expect that guy to have a huge sense of humour.

Stacey.

I would like to congratulate you on the last two graduates. Their new teachers have expressed to me how happy they are with the progress and both have paid a little extra which of course some of that amount will be passed on to you. Please find enclosed the details on your two new students for the next coming weeks. Both will be at the club Oxygen tonight. Also in this envelope is some Rhypnol which you will spike their drinks with. My guys will take care of the rest and you will find them at your Villa early this morning. Carry on the with the good work and you will be rewarded further.

Mr Smith.

PS. It’s probably best that you burn this letter.

I had a little giggle to myself at the little bit at the bottom. Perhaps Mr Smith did have a sense of humour after all. Still laughing to myself I pulled out my old Zippo lighter which ironically enough what it was that had helped me give up smoking a year ago and I’ve kept it as a trophy. Besides I always thought Zippos made a sexy accessory. Once the letter was no more I had a look at the sheet with information on the first of the girls. On the top left was a picture that showed a very attractive young girl with long blonde hair. From the picture I would guess that she was in the younger bracket of the holiday goers and was probably around eighteen years old. I read further on.

Name: Tricia Johnson

Age: 18

Info: On holiday with her friends celebrating her own and her twin sister’s eighteenth birthday.

Buyer Info: The buyer wants her as a pet. Specifically one with catlike habits. On collection Tricia must be on all fours at all times, will not talk other than ‘meow’ and will show catlike habits. Her new owner also wants her clitoris, tongue and nipples to be pierced and would also like the slut to be wearing a pink collar with a tag which will be provided to you.

I looked over the paper once more. This was going to be fun and indeed very challenging. This was the first girl I would have to do more than show how to pleasure a woman. Already with ideas flowing through my head I moved on to the next girl. I found myself looking at what I assumed was the same picture. The name told me otherwise. Jennifer Johnson. Oh so this was the twin sister. Holding the two pieces of paper together I tried to find something to tell them apart but there was nothing that I could see straight away.

Name: Jennifer Johnson

Age: 18

Info: Refer to information on Tricia.

Buyer Info: The twins were both brought by the same owner who wanted to experiment with something new. The owner would like Jennifer to take on the personality of a very eager slut. She must be constantly aroused and willing to agree to anything for release. The owner has stated that the girl must not be able to experience an orgasm without her permission. The girl must be made to look trashy yet attractive. The two girls who are already very close to each other must be very happy to pleasure each other and sexually interact with each other with Jennifer possibly given the opportunity to dominate over her pet sister. Also the owner is not sure if this is possible but she wants them both to feel as much shame about what they are as they can but with no control over their actions.

Oh this was definitely going to be fun. I always took pride in the results of my work and this was defiantly going to be a challenge. You may think that some of the requirements may be impossible but you’d be wrong. I am a very skilled in psychology. One form of my skill is hypnotism. Some of you may laugh but Hypnotism is real if done by people who have a very high understanding of the human mind. It’s not like that fake shit you see done by people who call themselves hypnotists and pretend to get people to run around the room clucking like chickens. It’s much more deeper. You need to see how someone responds to something, bend their will. Make them want to do what you want them to. I needed time to prepare and to revise over the information and some more time to plan what I needed to do to break these girls. I left the hotel room and headed to my Villa to get myself ready for tomorrow. I would also have to head to Oxygen tonight to meet the girls myself before they were captured.

Amazing. The site of my house in this country never ceased to amaze and impress me no matter how many times I saw it.

“It’s a lovely place you have here Señora” The taxi driver said with awe and a bit of jealousy he couldn’t quite hide. I quickly paid him and thanked him for the lift. Once inside I spent the next few hours preparing the basement of the Villa which will be the girls’ new home over the next few weeks.

A few hours later I was finished with the basement and had a rough plan of what to do with the two girls. It was now time to get ready and to see them for myself tonight. But first. A nice warm shower. Undressed, I made my way to the shower. I often walked around the house naked. What with it being on a cliff overlooking the beach out the way of the main strip of the bars and clubs it was quiet here and besides I never expected visitors. I was also very comfortable with my body. I exercised daily and kept myself trim and healthy. Also living out here I was almost permanently tanned. Stepping into the shower I let the warm water soak down me clearing my mind of all anxiety about the night ahead. All the planning earlier had excited me as well and I couldn’t resist pushing my hand down and gently massaging my pussy. My thoughts were of the activities that I had planned for the next two days and god they were really beginning to turn me on. Just thinking of the two girls and what I had planned was enough to send me over the edge and my body shuddered as waves of pleasure and excitement rolled through me.

Satisfied after the release, I finished off in the shower and towelled myself dry. I had already picked out a stunning, black one piece dress which barely covered my lingerie panties which were matching in colour and got dressed before calling my taxi.

The Taxi arrived pretty quickly and I was happy it was the same friendly driver from earlier. Over the time I’ve lived here I’ve often had this driver and we got friendly with each other though he’d never made an advance thankfully. Though I’d never had many offers from guys in my life before. I wondered if I was always destined to become a lesbian. I had my first relationship with a girl three years ago when I was sixteen. I wasn’t sure what had got me into it but it just felt right. I’d had two short relationships with a couple of guys before but they had ended badly and I was looking for a new guy to have a relationship when I was at this party but I got speaking to this young girl called Lisa. The relationship lasted for three months and they were the happiest months of my life until she had to move away with her parents. We had kept in touch for a while but when I had moved over here last year I had lost her details. A shame. I would have to go back to my Parents house soon. My Mother hadn’t heard from me apart from A Christmas Card I sent last year with no return address. It was the first time I’d contacted her since I’d moved over here. There was a reason I didn’t want to speak to her up until then. Thank Fuck he’s gone now.

“We’re here Stacey” The driver said in his thick Spanish accent.

I thanked him and tipped him generously as normal. Club Oxygen was packed as always and the queue stretched back quite a way. Thank God the company had got me onto the Oxygen’s VIP member list. The first time I came here it impressed me immensely. The Club had been done up a couple of years ago and it looked amazing. It didn’t take me long to spot the Girl’s and their friends already wrecked off their faces strutting their stuff on the dance floor. It seemed their party was planned as a fancy dress party and the theme was somewhat typically a 80’s School Disco. The twins looked adorably slutty in their low cut shirts with identical happy 18th Birthday Badges and very short dresses. Their blonde hair in pigtails, they were definitely the pick of their friends and you could already see a number of young men eying them up from the bar. This was going to be so easy. I was going to randomly bump into one of the twins, then noticing it was their Birthday I would then offer them both a drink, knowing that they were way past the point of caring about taking drinks from strangers. I waited until they went for the inevitable bathroom break and waited by the end of the bar opposite the toilets waiting for the two girls to come back out. They were in there for at least ten minutes before they made their way back out. From the look of the watery, bloodshot eyes of the twins it looked like the consumed alcohol had made a come back. Still they looked in high spirits and definitely still in a party mood. How soon that would change. I waited until they started heading for the bar before I made my way over to them giving the impression I was heading to the toilets.

“Oh I’m Sorry”

It was Tricia I bumped into. It was only up close you could notice the slight difference between the two faces.

“No problem” She answered. “I wasn’t looking where I was going. It was probably my fault”

Aww how sweet and innocent, even with the drunken slurring. I made an obvious look at her badge.

“Oh. Happy Birthday. Both of you. Let me buy you a drink. What’s your drink of choice?” I asked with a faked enthusiasm.

“We’ll have two Bacardi Breezers thank you.”

I was right. That was very easy. I went to the bar and ordered the two Bacardi’s then waited a minute for the barman to move down the other side before I discretely added the two tablets into the two drinks.

“Here you go girls. Enjoy your evening”

Smiling to myself I took my seat at the bar again keeping a close eye on the girls. Immediately they went straight back to the dance floor. I sat watching the two girls drinking away. It didn’t take long for the drugs to take effect and the girls started slowing in their dancing, tripping occasionally. I saw the two of them excuse themselves from their group making an obvious move for the toilet. This was the opportunity I was waiting for. I rushed up behind them.

“Hey Girls how’s it going?” I asked innocently.

“We’re not doing so well” Tricia answered looking drowsy with Jennifer leaning lazily on her shoulder.

“Oh it looks like it. Too much to drink? There‘s a VIP area in this club I should be able to get you in if you need to sit down for a little”

“Oh that would be great thank you.”

So trusting. So innocent. If the money for this job wasn’t that great I might actually feel a twinge of guilt. I led them through a corridor to the fire exit which I knew would have been left open as it was where the workers usually had a quick smoking break. I opened it and took in the shock on the girl’s faces as they realised they had been tricked.

“Trev, Simon. They’re ready” I shouted out into the quiet car park.

Within seconds Trevor and Simon made their way swiftly over to me. They easily grabbed the two girls covering their mouths so they couldn’t scream. It became easier for them as the drug started doing it’s tricks and the girls pretty much collapsed into the back of the parked Van. Now that was done, now to show my face back in the bar so that the twin’s friends can see me. That way hopefully they will not suspect me. I took my seat back at the bar and waved at them before ordering another drink. It seemed the friends of the twin’s had found some young guys to dance with. That should distract them for a bit. I quickly finished my drink and left the club opting to walk back to the hotel and enjoy the cool evening air and the sights of this place at night.

I awoke early the next morning and packed my bag with the little amount of clothes and toiletries I had brought with me. Under a false name of Sue I signed out at the reception before calling a cab back to mine. Once their I dumped my bag and opened a letter there that had been left by the Company. It contained some extended notes on the two Girls which I read through briefly before I walked down to the basement. I was impressed at the work the Company had done here to make this place what it was. It turned out that they had this Villa built from their own plans. The basement was huge and contained pretty much every kinky accessory that I ever needed for my job. It was split into four rooms with no window into the next. Perfect at times for what I needed.

I found the girls unconscious still from the night before hanging by their arms from the ceilings completely naked, gagged and blindfolded in two of the separate rooms in the basement. That was going to help. With each of the twins not knowing the fate of the other it would help me break them. Say if Tricia could hear Jennifer scream or give in it would help speed up the process. The Brain is a powerful thing and my talent of manipulating it to do what I want would work much quicker if the Brain didn’t put up much of a fight. I had already worked out that Tricia was the stronger of the two twins so I decided to start with Jennifer. If Tricia saw Jennifer break it would help me break her. Moving to Jennifer’s new room I started caressing her gently saying her name softly attempting to wake her. About five minutes later she arose from her slumber and groggily moaned into the gag in confusion. I could only imagine the instant shock and fear that she would have felt. She was blinded and gagged. She could not move her arms and she could feel her legs hanging with no contact on the ground. The more she took in of her situation the louder the moans became in the gag.

“Quiet Slut.” I raised my voice and instantly she became quiet, both terrified and curious by the sound of my voice.

“That’s better. Now I know you’re scared and probably confused right now but I feel it would benefit you better to know what’s going on sooner rather than later.”

I could feel the girl shiver involuntary at the sound of my voice. I liked it. I loved the feeling of control it gave me. The power. The young, some what innocent and scared girl in front of me knew she was in trouble. The fact she wasn’t sobbing still was due to the fact she was more confused than scared right now. I knew she was turning over the situation in her head. I wasn’t a guy so she wasn’t kidnapped for rape. Did I want to Kill her? Or was I just desperate for companionship? None of these were true of course and unfortunately for the young girl before me they would have been better for her. Still one or two of the girls I had trained had come to enjoy or at least have learned to cope with their new life.

“The simple fact is that you have been brought. You may have heard of young Women being sold into slavery or prostitution from some of the rougher places in Europe and this is a bit like that. Just a bit more higher class.” I let loose a small laugh at the private joke before continuing. “Whilst you will not be used for such extreme measures such as Prostitution you do belong to the Lady who brought you and she will use you how she sees fit and believe me the way she wants you will be very fun for you indeed.”

I watched her take in the information and how her face had froze when she had heard what I had to say. She began begging uncontrollably into her gag. It was expected. The first stage someone would go through would be denial that something like this was happening to them, followed by desperation when they had accepted that they were in a situation and they tried to bargain with everything they could. Of course I couldn’t make sense of what she was offering but I guessed it was something along the lines of money. That was usually the case.

“Sorry nothing you can offer will change what is to become of you. I will leave you for a bit now to let you think over what I’ve just told you. Remember nothing can be done to change this so it would be easier for you if you can accept the situation and prepare yourself mentally for your new life. I’ll be back later.”

I walked out of the room closing the door behind me and had to take a minute to calm down. I was getting too excited. Still, I would have my fun later. First to break them.

I could hear Tricia moaning into the gag as I approached the door. Good, no need to wait for her to wake.

“Good Morning Tricia. How are we this morning?”

This stopped her moaning for a second. Now I had to be quick here and not dwell too much on her near perfectly formed naked body in front of me. The twins were identical it seemed in there habits as well as their looks. Both obviously worked out and looked after themselves by eating healthily. Still. The point here was to have her fear for her sister. After reading the extended notes I had received earlier I learnt that Tricia was the more protective and sensible of the two. It would be in her nature to think of her Sister before herself. If she could see that her Sister had been broken there would be nothing left to fight for other than to make sure she can keep her Sister safe. Using that I could get Tricia to break by threatening to keep her away from her Sister.

“Now I’m guessing you’re confused and probably scared out of your mind right now Tricia so I’m just going to give it to you straight. You and your Sister have both been brought. It’s unfair on the both of you I know but I think it would be better if you choose not to fight it. I think your Sister has already accepted this fact and is I believe looking forward to her new life. So on that bombshell” I suppressed a laugh before continuing. “I’m going to leave you here to think that over whilst I go and have some fun with your Sister.”

Tricia went straight into hysterics as I left laughing. It was going as planned. It won’t be too hard to transform Jennifer into the slut that her new owner is dreaming of the challenging thing will be turning Tricia into an obedient pet. She’s strong, that much was obvious. Turning over options I moved back to Jennifer.

Jennifer was silent as I walked into her room. Anxious for me to speak, obviously hoping I’d had a turn of heart or a sudden attack of conscience and had decided to let them go. Not a chance. Now was time to work my magic.

“So Jennifer. Have you come to accept what is to become of you?” I asked and laughed as she started sobbing into her gag again.

“Right obviously not. Well I’m going to take off your blindfold and get rid of that gag but you must not scream. Not that anyone would hear you anyhow. Still it would annoy me.”

She had frozen as my hands approached and I couldn’t resist stroking her soft skin as I removed the blindfold which caused her to shiver. I saw her eyes wide with fear as I removed the gag and instantly the first thing she did as expected was to scream. I let her scream for a few seconds, knowing that Tricia would hear her. After hearing her scream for help for the third time I slapped her hard across the face.

“I thought I told you not to scream” I shouted at her.

The shock on her face was priceless. At least it stopped her screaming for a minute but as soon as she had recovered she started begging.

“I’ve told you. Nothing you can offer will interest me. Now be quiet.”

She ignored me. Still offering money, saying she won’t say anything to the police about me. I slapped her again and she started crying. Good. This will really effect Tricia. I walked away from her to the corner of the room where a cupboard was and reached in whilst she watched warily with tears in her eyes curious in what I was up to. Inside the cupboard was a through adult toys which could be used for pain or pleasure. I pulled out some clothes pegs and some nipple clips and took in the confused look on Jennifer’s face. Opening the clips I held them up to her though it wasn’t until I hovered the open clip above her needle that she saw what was about to happen. Again she started screaming and thrashing her body around but it only took one of my arms to control her as I got the clip into position and let the teeth bite down on to the nipple. With Jennifer temporarily defeated and screaming in pain it was easy to repeat the process on the other nipple. Jennifer was in hysterics now screaming from the pain and humiliation she felt in being unable to protect herself. I watched her struggle against the binds in obvious pain for a little before I spoke again.

“Quiet.” And when she did not obey I slapped her again across the face. This seemed to work as she calmed herself down a little though I imagine the shock of the pain from the clips I had put onto her nipples had faded a little.

“Good. You need to obey little slut if you wish to avoid more pain. Now stick your tongue out.”

She delayed a little which is understandable it was a bit of a random thing for me to say but still she didn’t obey. Another slap to the face which was now starting to turn a warm shade of red.

“I’ll do it” She screamed. “Please don’t slap me again”

She reluctantly stuck her tongue out and when she noticed that I had reached for a clothes peg she immediately stuck it back in.

“Please no” She began begging again.

It seemed I had been too easy on her. I picked up the ball gag and forced her to open her mouth by pinching her nose so I could stick it back in. I then wrapped the blindfold around her eyes again. I started softly and quietly by attaching a few clothespins on some of the tender parts of her body. Her Ears, Neck, Armpits, just above the eyes. She started screaming into the gag as I gently pulled on one of her pussy lips before attaching a few more. I quickly walked back over the cupboard and retrieved some tape. Pulling open her pussy lips by the pegs I taped the pegs securely on to each of her inner thighs exposing her open pussy which was surprisingly getting wet from the attention it was receiving. Moving on I gently caressed her clit before attaching another peg there which had her screaming more frantically. Now prepared I walked behind her watching as she turned her head trying follow my footsteps. Just so she knew better next time than to disobey a spanking was in order. Whilst she was still moaning in pain into the gag I started a full on assault on her bum and the back of her thighs. It was obvious she still didn’t have a high pain threshold as she was screaming after just five hits. I was beginning to think that maybe I was harsh in thinking of around fifty hits. Nah. Definitely not.

“Next time you’ll know better than to disobey” I half shouted over her cries of pain when I had finished whilst getting the Digital Camera from the cupboard.

“Say Cheese” I laughed and took a few pictures of her before leaving her crying with the pegs and the clips still attached.

Tricia’s room was silent as I approached. Obviously she had been listening to what she could involving her sister. This was only going to be a short visit but it was necessary in breaking Tricia. Removing her blindfold I looked into her eyes. Unlike her Sister’s earlier they did not show the fear she felt. The fear was carefully hidden behind the hatred she felt for me. I did not speak to her but instead I set up a Laptop in the corner of the room which I attached to a large flat screen Television, all courtesy of the company of course. I removed the memory card from the Camera and placed it into the laptop and set it playing full screen on the laptop which was connected to the screen. Her Sister was just staring with shock in her eyes at the screen as she made out that the person in the shot was her Sister. The first picture I had taken had shown the clips on her nipples, her red face from the slaps I had produced earlier. The slideshow moved on to the next shot. A close up of Tricia’s Sister’s private area with the clothes pegs. Having recovered from the initial shock Tricia was now shouting profanities and threats my way. I laughed off the threats.

“Have fun watching” I said laughing before leaving her room.

I decided to go upstairs for a little bit leaving Jennifer to think over what she had done in pain and Stacey to the pictures. With the pictures etched into her brain it was going to be much easier to break her. I had barely sat down for five minutes before there was a knock at the door. I walked over to open it to find a couple of boxes left on the doorstep. Surely the Company must trust me enough by now to make these deliveries face to face. Perhaps it was just the delivery boy who was just nervous about being seen. Curious I opened the boxes and found another letter.

Stacey

Enclosed in these boxes are some of the things Tricia and Jennifer Johnson’s new owner wishes them to have. Have Fun.

Mr Smith.

P.S There’s no need to burn the boxes. Perhaps the letter will need to be burned again though.

Laughing I thought to myself that Mr Smith continued to surprise me with his humour. Eagerly I opened the first box marked Tricia. Inside the box was a collection of pet related goods. A Collar with the name Princess etched on to the tag, a Leash, A food Bowl, a butt plug with some fur attached which was meant to represent a tail and some pet toys. Oh this was going to be great fun although first I would need to break Jennifer if I was to stand a chance of breaking Tricia. Setting the goods aside I moved on to Jennifer’s box. Inside this box there was a selection of trashy clothes, a vibrator with a key ring attached, some very slutty makeup and some pictures of some tattoos that her owner would like her new slut to have.

I spent the next hour half watching some Spanish daytime TV which had nothing but some very poor soaps I must admit whilst thinking over my next steps. I think an hour would be enough time for Jennifer to learn to take my threats seriously so I turned off the TV and made my way back down taking Jennifer‘s box down with me.

Jennifer had her eyes closed and was breathing heavily when I stepped into the room. She was mentally lost in the pain that I had left her in for the past hour so she never noticed me step in.

“Hello Slut”

Hey eyes met mine briefly before she looked down on the floor. I smiled to myself as I realised she didn’t want to experience any more pain by saying something that would upset me. Good. She was breaking already.

“Now are you ready to obey this time?” I asked in a stern voice.

“Yes. Please take these things off of me”

Her voice was weak and croaked a bit like she had been crying a lot. Which I imagine she had.

“I will do soon. If you obey everything I request they will be off soon. If you want that of course. Now, stick out your tongue.”

I approached her with the peg in hand again and although she flinched a little and withdrew her tongue she saw the look in my eyes and quickly stuck it back out. Happy that she had learned her lesson I stuck the peg on her tongue causing her to let out a little scream of pain and the tears returned.

“Now close your eyes”

She delayed again, taken aback by the request.

“If you want to spend another hour down here after some more slaps from my hand and even more pegs, then go ahead and keep your eyes open.”

After experiencing an hours worth of pain earlier it was obvious she didn’t want to repeat the experience so she closed her eyes.

“Now I know you’re in pain. You can feel it all over. I want you to relax, attempt to ignore it. Let me know if you can do that. Don’t speak just nod. Yes or No”

I watched her nod her head sideways and she winced in pain from the movement of the pegs.

“Try. You’ll find things easier and you will learn to enjoy it.” I watched her eyes open wider in shock at this statement.

“Trust me I said. Now unless you want to spend another hour in here under more pain than you can imagine. Not just that. If you continue to act like this I will be forced to tell your owner that you’re not up to the standards. She will be disappointed, that much is obvious. Now you may think of this as a good thing, however you will not be allowed to return to your old life. The Company that sold you will think that you are a threat to them so you will be, I’m afraid to say disposed of.”

I watched the truth sink in through her eyes. Now she knew the horrible fact that she either had to go through with this or die, either way was ending her life as she knew it but which way would be worse. She was debating how bad being owned could be and it gave me the opportunity I needed.

“Look. I would prefer it didn’t end up like that however you need to work with me. Now I can prepare you for your new life. I can help you learn how to enjoy it. Now tell me, will you try me again?”

She nodded yes, wincing slightly again although holding back the tears this time.

“Good. Now I need you to feel the pain, really feel it. Concentrate on it. The pain in your face, your breasts, nipples, the pain all over your body. Feel it. All over your body. Individualise it all. Tell me can you feel it?”

She nodded again.

“Good. Now you need to control your breathing. Follow my instructions. Now breathe in slowly.” I said it softly. Hoping to help her relax.

“Hold it. Now release…. And again. Breathe in. Hold it. And out again. Good.”

I continued this for ten minutes watching her body relax. I got her to continue on her own before walking slowly around her. She had found her bliss. She didn’t even flinch when I gently started massaging her shoulders. Slowly moving down her body I started massaging her breasts. Her breathing deepened. That was a good sign. Continuing the journey down with I moved to her private areas. She was too far in now. She was enjoying this. I didn’t even check to know she was soaking wet.

“Good continue your breathing. Remember feel the pain. Use it. Pleasure and pain, when you learn to combine the two you will experience far more pleasure than you have ever had before.”

A sigh of pleasure followed as I started massaging her clit slowly with my tongue. Now she was fully warmed up It was time to move on to the next step. I headed to Jennifer’s box.

“Please don’t stop.” She whispered softly and I smiled. Yes she was mine.

“I’ll come back. Don’t worry.”

Reaching in I picked up the vibrator with the key ring.

“Now I’m going to let you down a bit. Just keep breathing.”

Carefully I untied her from her binds on the ceiling letting her relax her arms a little from the constant stretching. Stroking her softly I told her to raise one Arm and reattached it to the ceiling.

“Good. Now this is yours.” I said showing her the vibrator. “Use it with your free hand and don’t remove any of the clips or pegs. Remember to continue to control your breathing and focus on the pain, the pleasure. Try not to separate the two.”

I watched her as she took the vibrator willingly and immediately began using it on herself. Satisfied she wasn’t about to remove all the clips and the pegs I headed over to the cupboard full of the Company’s goodies. Inside was a piercing gun. I’d had to use it a few times in the past on other victims in training so it was no stranger to me but I had to get the timing right here. This bit was crucial. Too early and I may lose all the progress I had made.

“Now one more thing. You have to ask me to be allowed to have your orgasm otherwise I will take the vibrator away and spank you some more.”

“Yes” she mumbled. She was really turned on I could of pretty much asked her to do anything and she would of agreed.

A few minutes later I was ready in place with the piercing gun and a small gold ring.

“Miss.” Jennifer started. Obviously at a loss of what to refer to me as. “Miss may I come now”

“First remove the vibrator” She reluctantly agreed breathing heavily. It was obvious her body was desperate for the release.

“Now I will bring you to your orgasm. You may feel a little sting.” I suppressed a laugh at my own little joke.

Moving the gun to her open pussy I tugged slightly on her clit pulling it careful to be as gentle and teasing as I can without pushing her over there and then. When it was in position I let it do it’s work. One quick punch of a needle at an amazing speed and the hole was made. It seemed I had timed it just right as the sharp pain she was feeling had helped her reach climax and I stood back and let the waves of pleasure and pain travel through her body. She was attempting to follow my advice by feeling both the pain and pleasure as one and she was benefiting from it.

“Now relax. Continue breathing this will sting a bit more”

She didn’t even open her eyes to see what I was doing and it showed that she was beginning to trust me. Grabbing some alcohol from the cupboard I cleaned her pierced clit to prevent it from infection before inserting the small golden ring. Now gently massaging her clit, hoping to keep her in the same frame of mind I reached for the vibrator out of her hand and used the key ring on it to attach it to her new piercing. The handy thing with the vibrator was that it was remotely operated along with the buttons on it. Using this remote I turned it up to a higher setting and Jennifer sighed a pleasurable sigh in response.

“Now Jennifer tell me how did that feel.”

“It was good miss. Really good.”

“See I wasn’t lying. If you stick with me you’ll learn how to reach that level of pleasure again and again. Now can I trust you enough to let you loose from these bindings. You‘re not allowed to leave this room or remove any of the pegs or clips.”

“Yes Miss”

“Good. Now to help you reach that level of pleasure yourself. I’m going to put back on your blindfold and I’m also going to put in some ear plugs and a set of ear muffs over your head. Ok?”

“Yes Miss”

“Remember. Control your breathing, focus on the pain, the pleasure. With two of your senses taken away you should be able to focus more on the pain and therefore experience a higher amount of pleasure. Try pulling on the clips on your nipples, flicking the pegs over your body I said as I released her from her bindings and immediately she obeyed in search for another explosion of pleasure like that she had received earlier. She was well on her way to being ready for her new owner, just a few more minor details like not being able to cum by herself. I put on the blindfold and the ear plugs and muffs before I made my way to the door.

“Good. Now I’ll be back in a couple of hours.”

I didn’t lock the door of the room she was in but I did lock the door to Tricia and also the door to upstairs. Yes she was almost broken and lost in her own world but that didn’t mean she may become ashamed of what she was feeling and begin to concentrate more on what things were like before. God I was feeling a little hot myself, I would have to relieve myself before I took a little kip and made them both some food.

A couple of hours later I was awoken by the alarm I had set and jumped up. I felt great, this was going really well with Jennifer and that had lifted my spirits. I was even confident that Tricia would be broken soon. It was now eight in the evening and I remembered that they both hadn’t eaten or drunk anything in quite some time. I had specific instructions from the owner what she wanted her two new slaves to eat. Jennifer was to be kept trim and fed things such as fruit and salad for the time being whilst for Tricia, she had to get used to what she would be eating in her new life and that was essentially Cat’s food. I grabbed the two bowls from Tricia’s box and filled one up with water and the other one with the cat food. God it smelt awful. Getting Tricia to eat this was going to be hard. Before heading down to her I made Jennifer up a little salad which I had some ideas for to help her fit into her new role even further.

“Good Evening Tricia. How are you enjoying the slideshow?”

Tricia’s face was a story in itself. Her eyes were dark with the images of her sister from the slideshow etched into her brain and they failed to hide the fear and the aching she felt from hanging.

“Look I brought you some food and water. I’m guessing you must be a little thirsty at least”

She caught site of the two bowls as I placed them down in the corner of the room and started nodding her head frantically. I removed her gag.

“You fucking Bitch. There is no way I’m eating that.”

I slapped her. Hard.

“Don’t you fucking speak to me like that. You will eat it whether you like it or not. You’re probably feeling immensely hungry already.”

She was about to argue but the rumbling from the stomach told her otherwise.

“Now listen Tricia. As I said earlier you’ve been brought. There is nothing you can do to change this outcome so it would be easier for you to let me prepare you for your new life.”

She said nothing and I removed the bindings and let her loose. Immediately she sprang for me in an attempt for freedom but I was prepared as I grabbed her and forced her to the ground. Placing my body over her stomach I used one arm to hold her hands down and alternated between a few hard slaps on the face and breasts and also pulling and twisting on her nipples. After five minutes of this her face was a very bright shade of red and she was in tears.

“Are you going to behave now?” I asked.

She didn’t say anything but I could see by the look in her eyes that the fight had gone. Grabbing one of her hands I curled it into a fist and pulled out a roll of black tape and taped it around her fist before repeating it with the other. Satisfied she had no control over her fingers I turned her round and got her up onto her hands and knees. Pulling her feet up to her behind I taped around her shins and her thighs. It was funny to watch her struggle but to know avail.

“Why are you doing this to me?” she cried.

“It’s nothing personal. You’re my job. Now as I said you may not eat the food now but eventually you will. Your body will give in to the hunger as it is your natural will to survive. Besides.” I warmed up ready to give her the final blow. “Who’ll be there to look after your sister if you’re not strong enough to survive.”

I watched her tear filled eyes full of hate change to a look of obvious worry. “You Fucking Bitch. If you harm her anymore than you have done I’ll kill you. Do you hear that? I’ll fucking kill you.”

I just laughed as I left the room and locked the door.

Next, Jennifer. Carrying the salad I had prepared for her I headed into her room. She was still where I had left her, frantically pulling on her nipple clips, flicking the pegs like I had suggested and was well on the way to reaching climax.

Once she had reached it I made my presence known by removing the blindfold and ear muffs.

“Good Slut Jennifer. How many orgasms have you had now?”

Her eyes slightly hazy met mine for a second before she closed them again.

“I’m, I’m not sure miss. I lost count” She said almost fearful.

“No worries.” I said and I lowered down and took a taste of her flowing juices, if anything just to reassure her that she wasn’t in trouble. She actually tasted pretty good. Better than any of the other girls I’d trained here before.

“Now look I brought you some food.”

She looked up uninterested. Again this was good, she was more concerned about the next orgasm rather than eating. She must have been hungry.

“Now. I’m afraid you’ll have to eat and that means switching off the vibrator.”

Using the remote I did that and noticed that she sighed uncomfortably without the vibrator working it’s magic.

“Now with your free hand pick up the carrot. No don’t eat it just yet. You need to know how good you taste. Lower the carrot to your cunt and insert it there. Good. Leave it there”

I was surprised she didn’t have any problems with this but still moved on. Picking up a celery stick I stroked it over her neck, her tongue before inserting it into my pussy. Removing the peg off of her tongue I told her to crawl over and retrieve it. Again she didn’t delay and moved quickly eager to get this over with so she could have some more fun with the vibrator. Eagerly she lapped at my sex delving her tongue in for the carrot and when she had received it she carried on lapping, obviously hoping to impress me or at the very least pay back in kind for the pleasure I had help her receive. I carried on feeding her like this and she carried on doing her best to bring me to orgasm. For her first pussy she wasn’t too bad at all and it was just after I fed her the last bit on the plate this way that she had succeeded in bringing me to climax. God that was great. A little bit more training and she’d be a natural at this.

“Good little slut. Now. Remove the carrot from your cunt and savour it.”

I watched her do it without hesitation. The carrot was literally soaked in her own juices and I watched her suck on it, savouring the taste.

“See how good you taste?”

“Yes Miss.”

“Good now say it. This slut loves the taste of her cunt juices”

Again without hesitation she repeated what I told her to.

“From now on. You will refer to yourself as slut. If you have to refer to your breasts you will use the word tits and for your pussy you will use the word cunt. Is that clear?”

“Yes miss. This slut understands”

Blimey, she is a natural at this.

“Now I’m going to redress you with the blindfold and earmuffs as you must need to rest. Also to stop you getting to eager I’m going to have to attach your arms to the wall over here.”

She showed no sign of resistance as I attached her arms to the wall. Instead of putting in the same earplugs I pulled out an iPod and put the earphones in her ears before putting the ear muffs over them. I also put the peg back onto her tongue before using the remote to set the vibrator off on a very low but teasing setting which got a sigh of approval out of her. She was controlling her breathing and focusing on the pain like I had taught her hoping to achieve another orgasm. Good she was lost in her own world again so I pressed play on the iPod. There was a ten minute clip which I had prepared yesterday which will achieve what her mistress had wanted. I thought back to what I recorded. It was basically something which when repeated would be burnt into her subconscious as she spoke. The key word, which her owner had decided should be Jennifer will be the trigger. Her body will not physically nor mentally reach climax without her hearing this word. Satisfied I left her and headed to my room upstairs.

In my room I had set up a monitor of the CCTV that the company had set up in all of the room downstairs. First I put the channel on Jennifer just to see how she was coping and she was just lying there in bliss nodding off. Happy, I changed the channel to Tricia who had finally given in and was using her tongue to lap up the water. Zooming in using the controls I noticed that her food bowl was empty and that her first attempt at eating from the bowl bad been messy as there was food on her face. I laughed as I watched her using her taped arms to wipe her nose just like a cat would. This was going well I thought to myself as I headed off to sleep.

I awoke to another bright, sunny day in Spain thinking this life couldn’t get much better. After the upbringing I had I never thought that this kind of happiness was ever going to be achievable by me, but here I was now living it. As I mentioned earlier I was raised in England by my Mother who was alone when she had given birth to me. I never knew my real Father, all I knew was that he had abandoned her when he had discovered she was pregnant and never looked back. When I was around four my mother had met someone else and had married him. I could tell that she never really loved him but she needed the money he brought in to raise me. My Step-Father. The Bastard. It didn’t take long for him to show his true colours and many nights he would come home drunk and hit my Mother. I confronted her about it when I was around eleven asking her to explain how she had a bruise on her face. She brushed it off by saying she had falling over but I had heard a lot of shouting the night before when he had arrived home, drunk again. She was too dependant on him and the financial security he brought to the family that she took it all. About half a year later my Mother took to going round to a friends house on evenings when my Step-Father had been drinking. It didn’t take long for him to start making unwelcome advances on me and things went from bad to worse there. He threatened me not to tell my Mother for a whole five years before I had had enough and told her. Although my Mother had taken all the shit he had dealt on her, when it came to me, her daughter that she raised on her own for three years from birth she lost it. She drove him out of the house saying that if he ever came back she would get the police involved.

After my Father had left my Mother and I didn’t spend too much time around each other. There was too much hurt and a couple of years later I moved to Spain.

Once I had showered and got dressed I headed to the kitchen and grabbed another tin of cat food for Tricia.

“Good Morning Tricia. I see you enjoyed your food.”

She just scowled at me before crawling into the corner turning her head away from the TV screen I had left on with the slideshow still playing.

“Now I’ve got some more food for you but I want to stand and watch you eat it today”

“There’s no way I’m eating that stuff again.” Tricia’s voice broke.

“Yes you are. Besides if you do as your told and behave well enough I’ll let you see Jennifer”

Tricia’s eyes flicked to the screen at the mention of her twin sister in time to see one of the pictures of her in pain and she quickly turned her head away before slowly crawling on her elbows and knees over to the food. Crying she forced herself to eat from the bowl again getting food all over her nose again.

When she had finished she looked up at me unsure of what to do and definitely to ashamed to speak. I said nothing but instead walked over to her and slowly brought my hand to her face and using my finger scooped up the bit of food on her nose. I held it out in front of her and she reluctantly licked it up.

“Good Girl” I said whilst stroking her. She was still in shock over having someone watching her eating from the bowl and she didn’t have any fight to push away from my touch. I took this opportunity to attach the collar Tricia’s owner had brought for her. I held the tag up to her face.

“Princess. That is your new name.” I said whilst gagging her before she had dug up enough strength to argue and I left her with that.

Jennifer was a mess when I walked into her room. The vibrator had been teasing her all night, bringing her close to orgasm but never quite pushing her over the edge. As soon as I walked in her face lightened up in hope for an orgasm. The recording on the iPod I prepared would still take at least another night to work properly and I thought since she had progressed well she deserved one last orgasm before she left this house. Who knows, perhaps it will be her last one this year but that is for her new owner to decide.

“Please… Miss. This Slut … need to cum. May I.. This Slut Cum?”

She struggled to speak, each word was a challenge for her in her mental condition. Her eyes pleaded with mine and suddenly I had a wicked idea which will truly test her commitment.

“Slut. I will allow you an orgasm but first you will do something for me. There is another woman in the room opposite this one. She will be tied and I want you to please her like you pleasured me yesterday. If you do this without hesitation you will have your orgasm. If you don’t or refuse to do so you will be kept in this same state and will be denied an orgasm for a very long time. Do you accept the job Slut? No matter what you see?”

“This Slut accepts Miss. No matter what”

Good. First things first though her owner wanted her nipples to be pierced also and I quickly explained to her about this and she had no complaints. She screamed a little in pain as the needle went through trying to use it to climax but to no success. I repeated the process on the other nipple before attaching two small rings. Once this was done I got her to stand and I removed all the pegs off of her body and attached a chain to the two rings. Satisfied, I grabbed a leash out of the cupboard and attached it to the chain. Tugging the leash pulled on her nipples and she just sighed in pleasure and frustration. Pulling on her nipples with the leash I led her out of her room to outside Tricia’s door.

“Wait here and face away from the room.” I said before entering in.

Tricia, or Princess as it was now was lying on her side in her bindings still crying.

“Princess. I have brought a visitor but before I let her in I have another gift for you. Now I need you lay on your back for me.”

Princess was obviously anxious to reunite with her Sister, if anything just to check she was okay and she obeyed my instructions. Once she was on her back I secured her bound arms and legs so that she was stuck on her back with her legs open and was unable to turn. I couldn’t resist and I stole a taste of Tricia’s pussy. She almost growled as I did disgusted with herself. Surprisingly despite the tough act she put on her pussy was dripping wet. Not too bad at all. Admittedly not as nice as the taste of Jennifer but not the worse I had tasted. walked over to her box I had left in the corner and grabbed the butt plug. Her eyes portrayed her fear at the unknown object and she wriggled and wriggled attempting to get her legs to cover her bottom. She couldn’t do it and I gently pushed the tip of the butt plug to her tight behind. She was almost in hysterics moaning into the gag as I pushed the butt plug slowly inside of her. The muscles put up some resistance to the intruding object and when it reached the widest part of the butt plug I pushed it that little harder until it just settled in.

“Now now Princess stop the crying. What sort of cat would you be without a tail” I laughed as I removed her gag before I left the room to grab Jennifer.

“Now remember Slut. No matter what. If you want your orgasm follow my instructions.”

Jennifer’s eyes seemed glazed over as she eagerly nodded her agreement. I pulled her in by the leash. The look on Tricia’s face at the sight of her sister was one of complete shock.

“Jennifer!” Tricia breathed out with obvious relief that her Sister was okay.

This was a test to see whether I had completely broken Jennifer and it turned out I had. I watched as Jennifer walked slowly up to her bound Sister looking her in the face before she knelt down before her open pussy.

“Jennifer what are you doing?!” Tricia panicked.

“This slut does as she must” Jennifer said with no emotion before proceeding to delve her tongue in her Sisters open pussy.

Tricia just thrashed about trying to escape her Sister’s all too willing tongue.

“See how much she enjoys this Princess? Just look at her face. How contented it is.”

“Make her stop. Please Jennifer why are you doing this?” Tricia cried out but her breathing grew heavier as she neared climax.

“That’s enough out of you Jennifer” I said and I pulled down my skirt and panties before bringing myself to above her face and squatted down with my pussy covering her mouth. Her mouth was closed and she immediately attempted to move her head but she was unable to. Eventually when I was done with training her she would be willing to lick away to her heart’s content to bring me to pleasure but until then I had to grind myself over her face coming up occasionally to let her breathe.

I reached orgasm before Tricia did and when I saw Tricia’s was coming I was still standing over her face. Just as she begun to scream out in pleasure I released my bladder over her face. Instantly she started spitting out the bit of piss that had made it into her mouth. She was exhausted, confused and humiliated. Her piss covered face just looked up at me and held my stare. Yes there is no way out of this. She seemed to finally understand she had no hope left and she begun crying. The scene that played out next was incredible. Jennifer had risen up from Tricia’s sex and began comforting her Sister by stroking her and licking some of my piss off of her face. Once she had done she had kissed her sisters forehead before looking up to me her eyes portraying her need to cum. She had done well. Amazingly well in fact so I used the remote to set it up to a higher setting and it didn’t take her long at all to reach orgasm and all the while she was hugging on to her Sister. Tricia just laid there stunned.

I gave them a few minutes to recover before setting them both up with an iPod with their personal training recordings on it and lowering the setting on Jennifer’s vibrator to tease mode again. I handcuffed Jennifer again so she could not get to pleasure herself and gagged Tricia. I thought I’d leave the two of them together for a bit. Perhaps for Tricia being with Jennifer and seeing how she now was would help her settle a little. I took one last look at the two with their eyes closed lost in their own separate worlds before I headed upstairs.

On the computer in my room I sent some of the videos of the girl’s training to the company to be forwarded on to their new owner. I hope she liked what she saw as much as I enjoyed doing it. Whilst I was on the computers I thought I’d check my email. Other than the usual advertising shit, and the weekly email from my mother wishing me to visit her one stood out. The subject simply stated Bondage Lovers. Bondage Lovers was the name of a party being held next week in one of the private clubs in Town and I had visited a few times since I had acquired this job. The good thing about this club was that they did strictly lesbian only parties once a month. Perhaps it might be an opportunity to show off the two girls and perhaps make a bit more money on the side. It all depended on whether I had the both of them fully trained and broken by next week. It was a challenge I relished. Using the CCTV monitor I checked up on Jennifer and Tricia downstairs seeing how they were coping in the same room. Tricia was crawling around the room frantically trying to avoid her Sister’s attentions. That was brilliant. Jennifer was fully under my control now and Tricia will be soon. As much as she still resented all that had happened to Jennifer and herself I could tell she enjoyed that orgasm a lot earlier. Knowing that it was safe to leave the two together for a while I decided to get out of the house for a little and do a little shopping, perhaps sun bathe for a bit as well.

The next few days passed pretty very quickly for me. I tried to leave the girls be with each other for a little with the recordings I made doing it’s trick, only going down to feed them and give them some water. I also spent a little time with Jennifer teaching her some of the slave necessities such as being on her knees whilst in a superiors present. Not to speak unless given permission and so on. I had also started using her as a urinal just in case that was something her new owner had expected Jennifer to be used to. Jennifer didn’t like it but she didn’t complain. Instead she just swallowed and as instructed licking the area clean before returning her gaze to the floor with her hands behind her head. In my spare time I found myself spending more time on the beach hoping to keep up my tan.

After coming back from the beach a sunny afternoon a few days after leaving Jennifer in with Tricia I decided to see how well the recordings had worked. If all had went well Tricia should be unable to speak and would have developed some cat habits whilst Jennifer would be unable to come without hearing a selected word.

The first thing I saw when I went into the room was Tricia licking her taped hand and using it to clean some food off of her nose. I laughed realising the recording had worked. I gently stroked her and rather than trying to avoid my attention she seemed to arch her body to my hand. I looked over to Jennifer who was lying on the floor masturbating with everything she had in her and she met my eyes. Her hazy eyes were desperate and confused.

“Slut stop touching yourself.”

She looked up hopefully but realised she wasn’t going to get what she wanted. I guessed she had been working on herself for close to the whole afternoon judging by how tired she looked.

“Good. Now please remove Tricia’s gag.”

Obediently she followed my instructions before kneeling down in front of me.

“Princess how are you feeling?”

I watched as she thought for a second before replying with a soft ‘meow’. She looked up to me confused and scared as she again tried to speak.

“Don’t worry Princess. You haven’t completely lost your voice and we can get it back for you again, however this is how your new owner would like you.”

She started crying again but still didn’t shy away from me stroking her.

The days leading up to the party had passed and today was the day. It had been tough but I had fully broken them in the end. Tricia now fully acted like a cat without any delay whilst Jennifer acted as my maid. A couple of days ago I had taken them out of the basement and into my back garden. Jennifer gave me a foot massage her eyes still portraying her need to orgasm and it was that what had spurred her on to obey. Princess explored the garden in her cat form and I watched with amusement as she tried catching a butterfly before giving up and curling up in the shade. I trusted that neither of them would attempt to escape for their own reasons. Jennifer knowing that I was the only one who could unlock her next orgasm whereas Tricia wouldn’t be able to fit in. Over the last few days she had started enjoying the freedom of mind being a cat gave her and she worried less and less about her problems.

The news of the party I was taking the two girls to went over smoothly with them. Both were a little nervous about being in public but their needs outweighed their worry. I spent half an hour preparing Jennifer in the most slutty way I could imagine. Obviously she had on a pair of high heels, a very short, black and revealing skirt with no panties underneath and a white blouse which was completely unbuttoned with no bra on. I applied a bright, bubblegum pink lipstick along with a lot of other make up. Standing there looking at her she really did look like a prostitute. I could also see some of her juices sliding down her thigh and noted the fact she didn’t try to wipe it away as if it was natural and should be there. Satisfied she was ready, I got Tricia onto her lead and got Jennifer to hold it as I took a final picture of the two which I forwarded on to the company as the finished product with instructions to pick the two up the next day. Tonight was my last night of fun with the two girls and I was going to enjoy every moment of it I thought to myself as I called the people who arranged the party to come pick us up. It was a good part of the service. Well lets be honest. If I took a taxi too many questions would be asked.

We arrived at the party within half an hour and I led the girls in. I had explained their instructions back in the limo that had picked us up earlier. They were to walk around the party mingling with other slaves and mistresses offering to pleasure them or to be used as a urinal for 10 euros per use.

It was a really great night for me. I got to speak to other Mistresses and I told them how I had trained the two girls, obviously leaving the part about them being abducted out of it. Mr Smith wouldn’t be too keen on me letting that piece of information out and I feared he would have me disposed of just like the letters. I watched the Jennifer walking around looking stunning in her slutty attire and she had came up to me less than half an hour ago smelling strongly of sweat and urine saying that she had already made 100 euros. I tried to spot where Tricia was when I heard a screech and saw her being chased on all fours by another girl on all fours growling and barking. I laughed to myself remembering that I had put a fear of dogs into her through the recordings. The other dog eventually leapt and tackled her before eagerly licking her to an orgasm. Tricia after that crawled back to me and laid by my legs on constant lookout for the girl that had attacked her earlier.

The night ended too quickly and I realised I was going to miss these two girls. They had been by far the most challenging assignment I had been handed in this job and I think because of that I had grown close to them. I sat them down on the sofa in my home explaining that they had made me proud and tomorrow was the day they were to be picked up. Jennifer tenderly hugged me thanking me for what I had introduced her to whilst Tricia just rubbed her head against my body purring.

It had been a week since the two girls had been picked up and I had already been sent a new assignment. Ah the joys of this job.

To be continued. If this makes it up before Christmas, Merry Christmas to you all and have a Happy New Year. If it’s not up by then. I hope you had a good one. Please feel free to leave feedback or send any ideas you would like to see for future slaves.