Bet - Copied

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Ash, Taylor and Nicole left Ky's dorm room basically in shock. Their entire day was overwhelming. When they started the day Ash wasn't about to let Ky take over her life like she had Taylor's. But somehow she ended up sucking cocks when things got out of control at the frat house, Ash was now scared. Ky was now using her to dominate her sister and Nicole. Before, it was Ky out in front using Taylor, now it was her and it appeared to everyone that Ky wasn't involved any more. Ash wanted to run away but she knew if she did the consequences would be devastating. 

The three slaves walked back to their rooms, keeping as low a profile as possible. Their slut outfits clinging to their bodies like glue. After sucking all the boy's cocks and being completely coated in cum, their self-esteem was at an all-time low, especially Taylor. Up until now, she had exposed herself and masturbated in public. Now Ky was having them whore themselves out for a quarter. Ash looked at her big sister. She was nothing like her previous self, confident, dominate, and completely in charge. Now Taylor's shoulders were slumped, her head hanging low staring at the pavement in front of her and avoiding eye contact with anyone. Ash was sure that someone would walk up to her eventually and hand her a card. 

Thankfully, they each made it back to their rooms. No one spoke when they split up each trying to get a grasp on what had happened and what might happen tomorrow. Ash went to the freshman dorm and Nicole and Taylor went to their room. Ash slipped into the building and practically ran up the stairs. When she entered her room, she slammed the door and leaned up against it. Finally alone, all the emotions from the day exploded and poured out of her like a dam being breached. Dropping to her knees, Ash cried hysterically. 

Ash finally calmed down after almost crying for a half an hour. Lying on the floor, her breath coming out in pants and her chest hurting from crying so hard. She sat up and leaned against the door again and her hand drifted down to the chastity belt, now locking up her private parts. For some reason, maybe because she couldn't, she wanted to masturbate and give her body some additional relief. Nothing makes you want something, until it's taken away. When her fingers touched the hard stainless steel plate covering her now soaking pussy, she started to cry again. When she agreed to the belt, it was for protection from being fucked like a prostitute, but now that it was locked on her body, it felt more like a slave belt. Ky could now control her 24/7.  

Because she was only allowed to clean her nasty body when Ky allowed it, Ash stripped off her clothes and crawled into her bed and passed out. She was exhausted both mentally and physically.

Ash didn't sleep well, the belt although not hurting, wasn't comfortable. She dreamt of what Ky might demand, it kept her awake sweating in fear. When the alarm finally rang, Ash got up but felt more exhausted than when she went to bed. She slowly walked over to her desk where she sat the bag containing today's clothes from Ky. She didn't look last night. The bag was so small she knew she would be practically naked. When Ash opened the bag and pulled out the contents, her legs grew weak and she dropped to the floor.

Inside the bag was a very small pair of pink stretch booty shorts with slut on the ass. The top was a white tube top that must have been for a young teenager. It was only five or six inches wide and when she pulled it over her head and down her body it plastered her tits against her chest and was barely three inches wide. Ash's tits were pushed out like flattened balloons above and below the top. It took Ash almost five minutes to pull up the tight booty shorts over her ass and fasten the snap. Not only did it end up almost five inches below her belly button, the chastity belt was clearly visible about it. The outfit was positively obscene. 

Ash stood in front of the mirror mounted to the bedroom door. Her sore feet were still in the clear plastic stripper heels locked on her feet yesterday. The tiny top, and tight shorts hid nothing, and with her body still covered with dried cum, she truly did look like a slut. 

Tears were streamed down her cheeks at the sight. Looking at the clock Ash knew she had to leave. Slowly, she grabbed her bag with the clips, opened her door and stepped out into the hallway of her dorm. Luckily it was so early, no one was around. Ash quickly headed down the hall to the stairs and out the side door of the dorm. 

Again the campus was almost deserted as Ash walked to Taylor's and Nicole's building. When she got there, both were outside but hiding behind a large bush beside the door. When they saw her, they stepped out. Ash groaned as her sister and friend were dressed almost identically to her. No one said a word but quickly headed to Ky's dorm. They each wanted to get out of sight as soon as possible.

Finally they made it to Ky's room and knocked. When Ky opened the door, she broke out in laughter. "Aren't you sluts precious, all dressed alike and soooo slutty." Ky gushed as she stepped back and sat down at her desk. The three slaves stood just outside the door, when Ash asked, "Mistress may we enter?"

"Excellent you are learning, yes you may but you know what to do." Ky answered.

Ash, Nicole, and Taylor struggled to get out of the tight clothes while still in the hall, each glancing up and down the corridor watching for anyone to come out of their rooms. As soon as they were naked, they stepped inside Ky's room, locked their clothes in the boxes and dropped to their knees.

When they started to crawl to Ky, she held up her hands.

"Stop, we don't have time for that this morning. There are three towels on the table beside you. Put on your clips, grab a towel and go take a shower. All three of you smell." Ky ordered. "And take off the belts." She continued and tossed the keys on the floor in front of the slaves.

None of the sluts said a word, but Ash was glad she didn't have to suck up to the bitch. A couple minutes or so later, they were headed down the hall towards the bathroom. It was still early and luckily the bathroom was empty. They dropped their towels and jumped into the showers. 

Ash turned her water up to as hot as she could stand it. She wanted to scald the nasty cum from all over her body. Ash lathered her hair three times and used the suds to coat her body over and over. She could hear Nicole and Taylor's showers still going, but she knew that very soon other girls would be getting up and coming into the bathroom. Ash turned off her shower and called out. "Finish up, we have to get back to Ky's." She said as she turned off her shower and stepped out. Seeing no one, she walked to the sinks and dried her hair and body. 

Soon Taylor and Nicole joined her. Ten minutes later, their hair dry and combed, they grabbed their towels and headed for the door. Taylor opened the door and was pushed back against the wall as several girls rushed in and grabbed all three of them.

"What the fuck?" Ash called out.

"I'll say what the fuck," came an answer from one of the girls, as Ash was pushed next to her sister up against the wall and seconds later Nicole joined them. 

"Look we don't want any trouble; we just want to go back to Ky's room." Ash explained.

"Well I think you're going to be a little delayed." Said a slightly pudgy blonde as she held up a yellow card and waved it in front of Ash's face.

Ash's face turned white when she saw the card and many more being held up by several girls behind the blond. She knew this could get bad quick. The first thing that went through Ash's head was to beg off and promise to honor the cards later. But that thought quickly dissipated when she remembered Ky's threats. 

Ash's shoulders dropped and she looked at Taylor and Nicole. Both were watching her closely. "We will do as you ask." Ash whispered.

"What, we didn't hear you slut!" The chubby blonde exclaimed.

"We will do as you ask." Ash repeated louder.

As soon as the words left her lips, hands came out of everywhere and started to pinch, prod, poke and touch all three of them. It was only made worse when the gang of girls started to spew comments.

"Look at the sluts, they have their nipples clipped!" A girl standing beside Taylor as she twisted the alligator clip gripping her nipple. Taylor immediately moaned and reached up to grab her hand. From that moment on it was a free for all as all three sluts had their nipples twisted and pulled mercilessly. Nicole and Taylor were struggling to keep the hands off their clips and Ash actually smacked one of the hands. 

Once that happened all three were spun around and pushed up against the wall. Their sore nipples painfully pushed against the tile walls. Ash felt someone grab her right wrist and someone else grab her left. A second later, her arms were pulled behind her and something clamp around her wrists. Now all three slaves had their hands cuffed behind them. Again they were spun around and now they were defenseless. The girls all laughed and resumed their attack on the helpless sluts.

Still the comments kept coming.

"Jesus those are some tiny tits." A girl spat in Taylor's face.

"But that ass is big enough for two." Laughed another.

"How the fuck can she find pants to fit those thighs." A voice came from somewhere behind.

"If she didn't have nipples she would look like a boy." Another girl yelled.

"Did you see the plugs in their asses? Only sluts plug their ass." The blonde crowed.

On and on the comments continued, with each one it cut a little deeper. Ash closed her eyes no longer wanting to see what was happening when suddenly a sharp pain shot out from her pussy. She tried to look down to see what had happened, but her head was pushed against the wall and another pain joined the first. Ash's eyes were wide open, when the chubby blonde held up a box of binder clips in front of her face. Ash screamed as a third shot of pain joined the other two, but it didn't stop there. The blonde was handing out clip after clip to her friends and now all the girls were snapping them all over Ash, Nicole, and Taylor's bodies. Now all three slaves were crying and screaming as the longer the evil binder clips stayed on their bodies, the more it hurt. 

Taylor was the first to break when she screamed out, "PLEASE STOP, I'LL DO ANYTHING JUST NO MORE!!" 

The room erupted in laughter and Taylor was pushed to the floor. As soon as she was flat on her back, her arms still cuffed behind her, a girl pushed her shorts down her legs and straddled Taylor's face. 

"That's a good slut, put that tongue to work. Make me cum all over you face slut." The girl spat.

Nicole broke next begging to please the evil gang of girls. "PLEASE, PLEASE LET ME PLEASE YOU! I CAN'T TAKE ANYMORE!" Nicole screamed. A minute later, she was on the floor with a pussy plastered to her face.

Ash, crying uncontrollably slid down the wall as the hands continued to add clips and twist the ones already on her body. 

"OH GOD I SURRENDER, I'LL DO WHAT YOU WANT JUST PLEASE DON'T HURT ME ANYMORE!" She screamed and slumped to the floor.

For the next 45 minutes or so, the three slaves licked sucked and nibbled on pussy after pussy as one girl after another mounted the slave's faces. By the time it was over, their faces, hair and chests were covered with girl cum. 

It was the blond girl who finally grabbed Ash's cheeks and pulled her head off the floor. Looking directly into Ash's eyes, she growled, "You owe us 15 yellow cards! Just leave them with Ky, I'll see that they are distributed. See you tomorrow slut!" She gushed and dropped Ash's head to the tile floor. "Oh bath time is over; it's time for decent women to use the showers. Now get out of here slut." She continued.

Ash, Taylor, and Nicole slowly stood. Ash looked at the blonde and asked, "Would you please take off the cuffs?"

"Ask Ky, she has the key." The girl grinned and pushed the three slaves out the door. Ash was first to take off running down the hall, with Taylor and Nicole close behind. Their clipped nipples bouncing up and down and their hands still cuffed behind their backs. Luckily there wasn't anyone else in the hall and when they got to Ky's door, Ash kicked it to beg to come in.

* * * * * * * * * *

Ky had been listening to everything that had happened to her slaves. The collars locked around their necks were working perfectly. She could hear every whisper made by one of her slaves as well as any conversations around them. Ky had planned this yesterday when she demanded the signed yellow cards from them. There were several girls on the floor who had been humiliated or degraded by Taylor, Nicole and sometimes even Ash. When Ky offered a chance to humiliate the trio, they all jumped at the chance. Ky explained that the sluts would be taking showers early this morning and when she explained the cards to them, she could see their eyes light up.

However she never thought they would go so far with them. She loved it when they handcuffed them, and used binder clips on them. So when they showed up at her door, she waited and made them stand out in the hall just to make them suffer even more.

Ky slowly opened her door and had to laugh. All three sluts stood in front of her, their hair stuck to their glazed faces. Each was breathing heavy and the binder clips dangling off their bodies. 

"Please Mistress may we enter?" Taylor asked.

"Jesus, I sent you to take a shower and you come back smelling worse. I love the clips. Did something happen in the bathroom?" Ky answered.

"Yes Mistress, please let us in and we'll tell you." Ash answered.

"Look slaves, when I ask you a question I expect an answer. Not a demand, now how are you to greet your owner." Ky barked.

All three girls dropped to their knees and lowered their heads to Ky's feet. "We're sorry Mistress please forgive us. Yes there were other girls in the bathroom with yellow cards. We had to obey them and eat their pussies." Taylor answered.

"Better, but I think you've earned a punishment. Now crawl in and stick you asses in the air." Ky demanded.

Ky laughed as all three of the slaves scrambled on their knees to get through her door at the same time. They looked like the three stooges each trying to beat the others to get into her room. When the door finally shut, all three were kneeling, their faces on the floor and their asses pointed up at Ky.

'God this is so easy it's ridiculous. Taylor is already almost trained, but Nicole and Ash are falling right in line.' Ky thought to herself. Ky opened her closet and pulled out a thin white belt. She doubled it and walked behind Ash.

"I'm not going to make you do anything for your punishment today. Instead I'm going to spank your asses. You each get ten strokes with my belt. That should make you think the next time you thing about disobeying." Ky announced. She slid her hand up and down Ash's ass and asked, "You have a choice Ash. You can take your punishment like the others, but if you want, you can have Taylor and Nicole take yours in addition to theirs. But remember, if you do that, they get their own ten, and twenty from you. Now because this is your first punishment, I will start with you and if you change your mind, the other sluts will finish for you."

Ash looked back over her shoulder and saw the belt in Ky's hands. She didn't say a word but just nodded. Ky smiled, raised her hand, and brought the belt down on Ash's naked ass.

CRACK... The belt landed on her ass leaving a long red welt across her hips.

Ash screamed when the belt hit her exposed and naked backside. Her face scrunched up in pain. Before she could react...

CRACK... another welt joined the first.

CRACK... this time Ash dropped her ass to the floor, her hands trying to rub the welts decorating her ass.

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"That one doesn't count, you didn't stay in position. Now get your ass up in the air." Ky barked and looked at Taylor and Nicole. Their faces filled with fear.

"Please Mistress I won't disobey please stop." Ash was pleading. Ky wondered if she had ever been spanked before.

"Quiet slut, you can only speak to give you punishment to the others." Ky spewed.

"Yes, yes give it to them. I can't take the pain." Ash cried.

"Very well slut, Taylor and Nicole will now get ten for their own, and sixteen from you. I'm quite sure they will thank you later." Ky laughed.

Ky stepped behind Nicole's ass and again slid her hand up and down her cheeks. She could feel Nicole trembling. Without saying a word, she brought down the first stroke.

CRACK... The first welt appeared on Nicole's ass. A scream echoed off the walls as Nicole struggled to remain in position.

CRACK... The second followed the first and a new welt appeared next to the first.

CRACK... The third stroke sent Nicole howling into the floor, her body visibly shaking.

CRACK... CRACK... CRACK... CRACK... Four more strokes painted Nicole's ass as the welt continued to mark her white flesh.

CRACK... CRACK... CRACK... CRACK... Nicole was crying hysterically now and the welts had now covered her entire ass.

Ky continued to pound Nicole's ass raining down an additional six strokes. Nicole was having a difficult time staying on her knees as her body was wracked with pain.

"Please Mistress, have mercy. I can't take anymore. I beg you Mistress." Nicole screamed.

"Well slut, seeing as you rank behind Ash but ahead of Taylor slut, I'll give you a choice. You can give Taylor slut the remaining ten strokes, but keep in mind that it doubles and she gets twenty on top of the twenty six she already owes. Do you really want to do that?" Ky asked.

Nicole looked at Taylor. She could see the fear in her eyes. "Please Nicole don't do it. Please don't I can't handle that many. I'm begging you. Please, I'll do anything please, please," Taylor begged.

Ky laughed at Taylor begging Nicole. "Nicole, think about it. She said anything. I will make sure she does anything you demand. If she doesn't I will double the forty six she would get making it ninety two strokes if she refuses. You could use this to get out of a lot of blow jobs, or fucks. All you have to do is an additional ten strokes." Ky said. She was enjoying every second watching their friendship disintegrate right in front of her eyes. It wouldn't be long before they were at each other's throats. 

"Please I can't take any more on my ass. I just can't." Nicole pleaded.

"Okay, how about on your tits? I can give five on each one, and Taylor slut next to you will owe you big time." Ky gushed.

Nicole nodded as tears ran down her cheeks. She slowly rose up to her knees and faced Ky.

Ky had a big smile on her face as she reached out and pulled off the alligator clips off her nipples, and the binder clips around her breasts. Nicole yelped at the pain shot out from each one as Ky removed them.

Finally Ky rubbed Nicole's tits and brought back the belt.

CRACK... CRACK... CRACK... CRACK... Ky brought down two strokes on each tit. Nicole howled but didn't move. CRACK... CRACK... CRACK... CRACK... Four more joined the first four. Nicole was again crying uncontrollably. CRACK... CRACK... The final two landed and Nicole collapsed to the floor, her hands still behind her.

Ky stepped behind Taylor and smiled. "Are you ready slut?" She barked.

"Please Mistress; I've never been spanked before. Please have mercy." Taylor begged.

"Do you really think I would let you off after you sister and friend were just spanked? Are you stupid?" Ky growled and brought her hand back.

CRACK... CRACK... CRACK... CRACK... CRACK... CRACK... CRACK...CRACK... CRACK... CRACK... Ky gave Taylor ten quick strokes with her belt. Taylor screamed over and over as welt after welt covered her white ass. "Well that's the first ten, only sixteen more to go!" Ky gushed as Taylor was trembling and crying uncontrollably. 

"Oh god, no more please Mistress," Taylor cried between sobs.

Ky almost laughed as she watched Taylor beg her to stop. "You can always choose another part of the body slut." Ky announced.

"My tits, my tits, no more on my ass," Taylor screamed.

"Sure slut, get up and present those tiny tits to me. I'll try to make sure I can find them." Ky laughed.

Taylor slowly got up on her knees and faced her Mistress. She closed her eyes not wanting to know when the blows would come.

CRACK... CRACK... CRACK...CRACK... Ky landed the first four strokes. Taylor screamed and was panting as the pain filled her entire being. CRACK... CRACK... CRACK... CRACK... Ky continued to pound Taylors tiny tits until they were nothing more that ugly red welts.

Taylor collapsed to the floor and moaned, "No more, no more, you win. I will never disobey you again." Taylor groaned.

"No chance slave, you still have eight more to go." Ky barked. "But if you want to barter those eight strokes, I will make a deal with you." Ky offered.

"Yes, yes, anything," Taylor begged.

"You might want to hear what it is before you agree." Ky offered.

"I don't care I can't take anymore." Taylor answered.

"Agreed, then this weekend you will go with me and get each of your nipples pierced. You will also get your labia pierced with twice. And finally you will get a tattoo right above your pussy of my choice." Ky demanded.

Taylor looked up at Ky. Her face showing the shock at what she heard. "No please Mistress not that." She pleaded. 

"No then get ready for the rest of your punishment." Ky said and raised her arm again.

"I'LL DO IT, DON'T HIT ME ANYMORE. I'LL DO IT." Taylor yelled and dropped to the floor once again.

Ky looked at the other two and expected to see angry faces, but instead there was nothing but fear in their eyes. "Well let's get you all ready for your day." Ky said and unlocked their cuffs. She then opened a drawer to her desk, pulled out three dildos. and handed them to Ash, Taylor and Nicole. "Shove those inside your cunts. Taylor will tell you about them later." Ky demanded and watched as her three slaves, slowly worked the dildos into their pussies. When they finished, she pulled out two anal plugs and a tube of lubrication, handing them over to Taylor and Nicole. Neither said a word, but lubed the plugs and their asses and started to fill their rear passages. 

Ash stared at her sister and friend as they plugged their asses without so much as a whimper. She was glad that she didn't volunteer to have her ass filled. 

"Well Ash, I know you said you would never have your ass plugged, and that is your choice. Just remember that all your holes are available now. I wonder if you will be just as happy with your decision when you take your first cock up your ass." Ky gushed.

Ash's face turned white. She hadn't thought about that. With Taylor and Nicole's asses filled, hers was the only ass available. "I...I...I can't take a cock in my ass Mistress. I just can't." Ash said almost pleading.

"It's not your choice slave. If a yellow card is presented to you and demands your ass, you will give it to them. That is unless you assign Taylor here or maybe Nicole. Just remember, you have five minutes to fulfill the request, and if they are already busy, it's all up to you." Ky reminded Ash and handed her the chastity belts.

Ky passed out the other two chastity belts to Taylor and Nicole, then helped to lock each of them up. 

"Okay it's time for class, but because I can't have you running around campus almost naked, I'm giving you something else to wear." Ky said and pulled out three bags and tossed them to the slaves. I hope you like your new outfits. I had to go to three different dorm's lost and found to find just the perfect things." Ky laughed.

* * * * * * * *

Taylor opened the blue grocery bag and dumped out the clothes inside. Looking down she almost gagged from the smell of sweat and a bit of urine coming from the pile. She picked up the hoodie and held it up in front of her. It was a dirty faded red color. There were holes at the elbows and the two pockets were almost torn off. She slipped it up her arms and tried to zip it up. The zipper made it about halfway up before it stopped and wouldn't go any further. It was so large that the arms extended past her hands and was open to just below her tits. Next was a pair of shorts, bright green and also dirty. When she started to put them on, she glanced inside and saw a large long brown streak up the back seam of the shorts. Whoever wore these hadn't worn any underwear and obviously didn't clean their ass very well. As she pulled them up her legs, she realized that they were several sizes too large. She looked for the string to bring in the waist, but there wasn't any. Without a string, there was no way they would stay up. Taylor held the waist of the shorts with her fist and looked at Ky. "Mistress, I can't wear these. There's no way I can keep them from falling off." Taylor said.

"Oh they're perfect, her use this," Ky said and tossed Taylor a length of rope. Taylor caught the rope and wrapped it around her waist. She looped it twice and tied it off. She looked at herself in the mirror and started to cry. She looked worse than a bag lady. Her hair was a mess and stuck to her face glazed with girl cum. The ripped and dirty hoodie and baggie shorts extending down to her knees ripped any self-esteem right out of her. Just a few days ago she would never have been caught dead in anything but designer clothes. Her face and hair would be perfect and her body absolutely clean. Now she looked worse than any homeless person she had ever seen. She smelt like girl cum and her clothes smelled of sweat and piss. Taylor pulled the hood over her head and started to grab her book bag. 

"Oh no backpacks today, use the blue grocery bag. If you're going to dress like a homeless bag lady you need to complete the outfit with bags." Ky laughed. Taylor's chest was heaving as she was sobbing. The humiliation of going to class dressed like she was, and knowing that in all probability someone would hand her a yellow card, was too much to handle. 

Taylor glanced over at Ash and Nicole. Their outfits were similar, but not nearly as bad. At least theirs was close to the correct size. Taylor turned to Ky and asked, "May we leave now Mistress?" she asked. 

"Absolutely, get out of here, you all smell and I don't want you to be late to class. Remember you each have to suck a new cock or eat a new pussy today, and yellow cards don't count." Ky answered. "Oh here are some new cards. I added a new address for any videos to be sent. I opened websites for each of you. All of the videos I have are already on the sites and any new videos will be posted as soon as they arrive."

All three slaves stopped dead. "Mistress please not that, not on the internet." Taylor begged.

"Oh don't worry, if anyone pulls it up, it will only say site under construction. So as long as you obey, it will stay under construction. But if you don't..." Ky said and left the threat to the rest of their imagination.

Taylor and her friends left Ky's room in shock. Since she made this stupid bet with Ky, her life had spiraled out of her control, with each day worse than the day before with no end in sight. Now Ash and Nicole were trapped too. 

The three raggedly dressed slaves left the dorm and headed across campus to their classes. They stayed off the beaten paths hoping to stay away from anyone. At first Taylor hated what she was wearing, but when she remembered what she had to wear to Ky's earlier, she was actually glad Ky had given her these clothes, even if they were gross. With the hood pulled over her head, she would be hidden and not easily identified. Although she would be noticed, no one would want to be around her. Or that was what she hoped. 

* * * * * * * *

Ky returned from class around two o'clock that afternoon. After her slaves left earlier, she dressed and went to class. She had to smile as in every class Taylor's activities were the topic of the day. What was even better, no one mentioned her name as part of it. Most comments were Taylor and now her sister and friend were either on drugs, or were nymphomaniacs. Ky listened and didn't say a word. Either way she knew that Taylor would never be the same again.

Ky made it back to her room and called her mom, Becky. She wanted to make sure that she was coming over. Becky and Carol, Taylor and Ash's mother both attended Hampton years ago. Both were at the top of the social ladder just as their daughters were now. As now, they too were rivals and that rivalry continued after college and up to today. Both families lived in the same gated community, went to the same colleges, hobnobbed in the same social circles, and even competed for status. It always seemed that Carol Smith and Taylor managed to beat out Ky and her mom Becky more often than not. Now that Ky had complete control over Taylor and Ash, she couldn't wait to show her mom. Ky hadn't said anything to her, but simply said that she had a surprise for her and to stop by the dorm around four this afternoon. 

Ky reviewed the recordings of her slaves during their classes. She listened and laughed when she heard them being stopped on the way to class by three boys with two yellow cards. The sounds of all three choking on cocks naked and behind some bushes really made her day. Now her slaves were covered with man cum as well as girl cum to start their days. She opened the website and checked to see if there were any videos, and almost climaxed when she saw eight videos posted. Ky thought about removing the under construction banner, but decided to wait until they fucked up first.

Ky knew that their last class of the day let out around three. Unless they were detained they would be here by three fifteen. Ky slipped out of her shorts and panties and put on a short skirt. She wanted to be available for the slaves to beg to eat her. 

At four o'clock there was a knock and Ky jumped up off her bed. She knew it wasn't the slaves as she had been listening to them sucking more cocks. After the last class it sounded like they were surrounded by a few guys and all of them had yellow cards. Knowing where they were, she figured out they were in the men's room in the basement. The fact she heard a toilet flush only confirmed it. For the last twenty minutes or so, all she heard were the slaves sucking and an occasional grunt or groan when a guy would cum. 

Ky opened the door and gave her mom a hug. "Hi mom how was the drive over?" She asked. "It was fine, what's up? You never ask me to stop by. Is there something wrong?" Becky asked.

"Oh no mom things are perfect. The year is going great, never better." Ky answered with a coy smile.

"Okay out with it, what are you up to. Are you pregnant?" She asked her daughter.

"No but I do have a surprise for you." Ky responded. She wanted to build up the suspense before she told her of her slaves.

Becky looked at Ky, her face showing her confusion. Ky finally couldn't keep in inside any longer finally burst out in laughter.

"Mom, you and Carol have been rivals for how long?" Ky asked.

"Probably 25 years or so, I hate that bitch." Becky answered.

"Well you know Taylor and I have a similar relationship. Well I have finally won. I have her under my thumb and that's exactly where she will stay until I let her go." Ky announced the pride apparent in her voice.

"Really, how's so, you've said that before." Becky said.

Well let's just say Taylor and I made a bet and she lost, and lost big. In fact so big she won't ever pay it off. And as long as she owes me she will be my slave." Ky gushed. 

"Your slave," Becky exclaimed, "What do you mean your slave?"

"Oh you'll see in just a few. Right now she and her sister Ash are in some men's room sucking cocks. The video will be here shortly." Ky bragged. 

"WHAT! SUCKING COCKS, VIDEOS?" Becky yelled, "WHAT THE HELL HAVE YOU DONE?"

"Calm down, I didn't do anything. I just made a bet her she would lose a race and she did. Now she is my slave." Ky gave the cliff notes of what happened.

"There has to be more to it than that, I want to know everything." Becky demanded.

For the next ten minutes, Ky explained how everything happened. She showed her mom the initial pictures at first, then moved thru the videos showing a few seconds of each as she told how Taylor, then Ash and finally Nicole fell under her control.

When Ky got to today and explained the website and how it was the slaves who were participating in their own demise. Ky explained when someone showed them a yellow card, they had to suck them or eat them while they video recorded the entire act and send it to the website. Ky was almost invisible and it was the slaves who were participating in their own demise. When she stopped talking, Ky looked at her mother and waited for her to respond.

"Oh my god that's evil, and brilliant." Becky gushed. "They are totally screwed. How long are you going to keep this up?" Becky asked.

"Well that's why you're here. In a few minutes, all three will be arriving and you get to watch how they have to greet me. Now I know you hate Carol, and you know she is all about appearances. I'm sure she would do almost anything to keep those videos from being released. It won't be long before all three quit college and leave. I have no intention chasing them down or even releasing the videos. But they don't know that. All I wanted to do was to knock Taylor off her pedestal and humiliate her. I never expected to turn her or Ash and Nicole into whores. But in about a week, they won't be able to go anywhere without someone handing them a card. I figure that's when they will quit college and run away." Ky explained

"I was thinking about you and Carol, and I just wanted to give you the opportunity to get a little revenge if you want." Ky said with an evil grin plastered on her face.

Becky sat there for a few moments and slowly fell back on Ky's bed. Ky could see the wheels turning in her brain and didn't say a word. Finally she sat up and asked, "When will they get here?"

Ky opened her phone app and answered, "They are on the way now. They should get here in about five minutes, why?" 

"I want to see, what do I have to do?" Becky asked smiling.

"Okay go to the closet and stand inside. Leave the door open a couple inches. They won't even look that way and you should see everything. When they knock, I'll answer it and you just watch. When you see me blindfold them you come out from the closet. Don't say a word just walk over and sit down beside me and take off your shoes. I'm not going to let them know you're here so you won't be able to say anything. I don't want them to recognize your voice." Ky finished explaining her plan, when there was a knock at the door.

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Taylor's day was a day from hell. It started with her, Ash and Nicole barely dressed and showing up at Ky's room. Then it was taking a shower and getting accosted in the bathroom by a bunch of girls with yellow cards. By the time they finished with them, they were once again covered with cum. 

Taylor couldn't believe what Ky had given her to wear for the day. She was dressed like a homeless lady. A few days ago, she would never have been caught dead in or out in public dressed as she was, but after they started walking to class, she was actually glad of what Ky demanded she wear. Taylor hoped that no one would recognize her but of course that didn't happen. They were hardly halfway to class when they passed three guys. They were recognized immediately and two of them pulled out yellow cards. The guys wanted them the drop to their knees right there on the sidewalk, and it took a bit to talk them into going behind some bushes. Twenty minutes later, Taylor, Ash, and Nicole came out from behind the bushes, still putting on their clothes with their faces dripping more cum. 

From there it was to class and constant humiliation, especially from the other girls. It was the spies that Ky sent to watch her that really made her miserable. They always had their phones out recording her every move. They were also using the app to vibrate her pussy locked behind the chastity belt. At least three times she was driven to the brink of a massive orgasm only to be denied after she had a mouthful of cum. When Taylor finished her last class, she practically ran out of the building to keep from someone flashing another yellow card at her. 

When Taylor met Ash and Nicole after their classes, both looked like their days were similar to hers. Ash's face and chest was glazed with dried cum, as was Nicole's. No one said a word when they met, but quickly rushed away from the main campus pathways to avoid contact with anyone. 

"Ash, I'm so sorry..." Taylor tried to say, but Ash growled and smacked her older sister across her face. 

"Shut the fuck up slut. You and your stupid bets have ruined our lives. There is no way we can keep this up. I must have sucked five cocks and two more were up my ass. That means I gave out seven more cards. How many did you give out slut?" Ash growled at her sister. 

"I think it was six or eight, I'm not sure." Taylor answered. 

"How about you Nicole, how many did you give out?" Ash asked her BFF. 

"Seven," She answered. 

"So far today, we have given out at least twenty cards. If you add in the twenty five or so yesterday and probably the thirty Ky gave out, that means there are at least seventy five yellow cards out there. That's bad enough, but that also means that there are seventy five videos on the websites. If we don't do everything Ky demands, those sites go public. We are so fucked. We are slaves to Ky and all because of you Taylor!" Ash growled. "Right now I hate you and I hope some big cock ruins your ass." Ash continued as she turned and continued towards Ky's dorm. 

Taylor knocked at Ky's door and waited. A few seconds later, Ky opened the door, smiled and walked back to her bed and sat down. All three of the slaves stepped in the room and stripped. When they started to put their clothes in the lock box, Ky stopped them. 

"Stop, those things smell, toss them in the trash can in the hall. You can wear what you wore over here to go home." 

Each slave picked up their clothes and Taylor opened the door. They stepped out into the hall and deposited them in the trash. When they returned, each pulled out their clips and attached them to their nipples. Just before they started to drop to the floor, Ky again stopped them. 

"Wait, put these on, I have a surprise and I don't want you to know what it is." She said and tossed them each a blindfold. Once they were naked, clipped, and blind, they slowly dropped to the floor and started to slither across it to their Mistress' feet. 

What they didn't know was as soon as they were blindfolded; Becky slipped out of the closet and sat down next to her daughter. 

Taylor was the first to arrive at the mother and daughter's feet. Not knowing there was anyone else in the room, started to lick and suck the first toes she came to. Ash and Nicole soon followed and each thought it was Ky's toes they were sucking. 

* * * * * * * * * 

Becky couldn't believe her eyes when her lifelong rival's daughters walked into Ky's room, stripped, placed alligator clips on their nipples and blindfolded themselves. When they crawled across the floor to their feet and sucked the first foot they came to into their mouths. Becky had to work to keep from moaning as Taylor worked diligently on cleaning her feet. 

She looked over at Ky, who was beaming with a smile from ear to ear. Becky was flushed as the entire scene was getting her very aroused. It wasn't just the slaves licking their feet, but the thought of what Carol, Taylor and Ash's mother would do to keep all this a secret. 

What happened next shocked Becky. Taylor pulled her mouth off her feet and quietly asked, "May this slave please you Mistress?" 

Becky looked at Ky and mouthed, "What do I do?" 

Ky held up a finger, leaned over to Becky and said, "Yes you may slut and don't stop until I tell you." 

Taylor answered, "Yes Mistress." As she started to work her way up Becky's legs, licking, sucking, and nibbling until she reached Becky's skirt. At first it looked like Taylor was confused, but then she slipped her hands to Becky legs and pushed her skirt up to her waist. Becky raised her ass to help, then without a word, Taylor pulled Becky's panties down her legs and off her feet. 

As soon as she had access, Taylor worked her way between Becky's legs and licked her lips. When she tasted Becky's pussy, she pulled back. 

"What's up slave? Taste different? Well that's the surprise, there is another person here and I'm not letting you know who she is. But I can tell you that you know her and you would be humiliated if you were to see her." 

Taylor blushed but leaned back in and started to munch on Becky's pussy once again. Becky's eyes grew wide as Taylor's talented tongue was quickly driving her to what was sure to be an amazing orgasm. It was even better because Becky knew how much Taylor hated what she was doing, but couldn't refuse Ky's demands. 

Becky closed her eyes and let her mind drift off to imagining Carol in the exact same position, and hating it even more than her daughter but unable to refuse. Becky leaned over to Ky and whispered, "Thank you." 

Becky grabbed Taylor's ears and roughly pulled her into her glistening cunt. She pulled it tight against her lips and used her face to masturbate. She held Taylors face tightly against her pussy enjoying abusing her face until her body exploded, her mind thinking about Taylor's mom's face instead of Taylor's. Before she quit using Taylor as a sex toy, she made sure she covered her entire face with her juices and pushed her away. 

Taylor fell back on her ass her face bright red and slightly swollen. She didn't move or attempt to wipe her face. The last few days had taught her she was nothing more than a cum sponge for her Mistress. 

Becky could hardly move after her amazing orgasm. The last couple hours were surreal. Never in her life would she have expected to be having sex beside her daughter, let alone using her rival's daughter as a sex toy. She glanced at Ky as she used Ash's face like she had Taylors. 

A few minutes later, Becky and Ky were lounging on the bed while Nicole was licking the sisters faces clean. Becky was leaning against her daughter watching the slaves do everything Ky demanded. Finally, Ky motioned for Becky to go to the closet so she could send the slaves home. Becky smiled and gave Ky a kiss on the cheek and slipped back in the closet, closing the door this time. 

* * * * * * * * 

"Mistress may I speak?" Taylor asked. 

"Sure slut what do you want?" Ky answered. 

"These alligator clips hurt a lot. Please I've done everything you demanded. Do I always have to put them on when I'm naked?" Taylor asked her voice meek and mild. 

Ky laughed at the submissive slave kneeling before her still blind. "Tell me slave, have you cum without pain since you surrendered to me?" Ky asked. 

"No Mistress, every time I've cum, my nipples and usually my pussy are clipped and in pain. 

"How were the orgasms? Did you enjoy them?" Ky asked. 

"Mistress, they have been very intense, but I think it's because of being denied for so long." Taylor answered. 

"Really, if I play with your clips you don't get aroused?" Ky growled and grabbed both of Taylors nipple clips and twisted. 

"OH GOD..." Taylor moaned, and closed her eyes, her face clearly showing her arousal. 

"I think you're lying to me. I think you're getting off on the pain and you want me to stop it so you won't cum." Ky barked. "I think you can be trained to cum from pain." She continued. 

"Oh please Mistress no, I'm sorry I asked. Please don't do that." Taylor begged. 

"Okay Taylor, I'll forgive your request, but I have a new rule for you and only you." Ky answered as she pulled out a card and started to write. "From now on, whenever you are about to suck, fuck, or eat a cock or pussy, I want you to hand whoever it is this card. I think I know you better than you think." Ky said with a smile in her voice. She then uncovered Taylor's eyes and handed her the card. 

Taylor looked down at the card and read: 

To whom it may concern. This slave requests that you download the Extreme vibrator app for your phone. Locked behind her chastity belt inside the slave's cunt is a Bluetooth vibrator. This app will control it. Please feel free to use it as you desire. The only restriction for the slave is she is not allowed to cum, unless her mouth or ass is filled with your seed. 

You are also encouraged to play with any and or all of the clips adorning her body. Please enjoy the slut slave. 

Taylor stared at the card for several seconds. Her hatred for her Mistress boiled inside of her. She wanted the evil woman dead. But she was helpless to do anything to stop her. She looked up at Ky and groaned. Taylor wanted to run away and never come back, but she knew if she did, Ky would release all the videos and pics to the internet and to her family. Taylor never felt so helpless in her life before. She simply nodded and asked, "May we get dressed Mistress?" 

"Yes your outfits are in the lock boxes and the keys are hanging by the door. Tomorrow I will text you with any tasks. You may dress in any way you wish, but remember your rules. I will know if you don't." Ky growled at the girls. 

Taylor, Ash and Nicole crawled over to the door and unlocked their boxes. They pulled out the minimal outfits they wore over this morning and left Ky's room. They didn't say a word as their minds were trying to comprehend what had happened today.  

* * * * * * * * 

As soon as the slaves left the room, Ky opened the closet door. Becky ran out and gave Ky a big hug. "Oh my god I can't believe what just happened." Becky gushed. "You are amazing. You realize with what you have we can control Carol too? I can't wait to go home and call Carol. I think I'll offer to take her to lunch to bury the hatchet." Becky mused. 

"Just be careful and start slow. Once she submits once, she will do anything you want." Ky advised. 

Becky's drive back home was the quickest hour she had ever had. Her mind was filled with thoughts of what she might do. Becky and Carol Smith lived in an exclusive gated community filled with million dollar homes, estates almost. From the time they met in grade college until today Becky and Carol were adversaries. It always seemed that Carol came out on top, other than a few minor victories by Becky, Carol always won. Now Becky had something that would bring Ms. On top of the world Carol down a notch or two, maybe six, hell maybe down to nothing. 

Becky was planning on exactly how she was going to let Carol Smith, the queen of the neighborhood, know what her precious daughters were doing at Hampton. She couldn't wait to see the expression on her face as she watches Taylor, and then Ask suck cock after cock and being covered with countless men's and women's cum. To see them strip on command and be a two bit whores. 

That night, Becky finalized her plans and settled in bed, her fingers stroking her clit. She didn't want to cum, but just thinking about what was going to take place tomorrow was stoking her fires. It was all she could do to keep from orgasming. She wanted to wait until Carol surrendered and crawled between her knees and licked her to as many orgasms as she could stand. 

The next morning, Becky called Carol; it was time to bait the trap. 

"Hello," Carol answered. 

"Hello," Becky responded. 

"Becky, this is a surprise. I never thought you would call. Haven't had enough?" Carol smirked. 

Becky remembered the last time they spoke. Carol and Becky were running for President of the neighborhood resident association. It was a very powerful position that wielded a lot of influence over the entire community. In that position, the president could control everything from décor to activities, and even who could live there. The entire campaign was pretty vicious and Carol brought up some very old and humiliating things from their past and won in a landslide. It ended with Becky smacking Carol on stage during a debate. Carol had Becky arrested but eventually dropped the charges after the election. Carol and Becky hadn't spoken since. 

"Look Carol, we don't like each other and it's bled into our kids. Now your daughter has done something that I won't stand for. We need to stop it right now. So I asking you to meet with me and let's end this feud." Becky explained. She knew that Carol would assume that Taylor had Ky over a barrel and I was going to beg her to make Taylor stop whatever she was doing. 

"Really, so Ky has done something stupid and now you want me to call off Taylor." Carol gushed. 

"Look I'm not going to get into this over the phone. Can we meet, somewhere private?" Becky answered trying to sound desperate. 

"Okay I have some time this afternoon. I'll give you 30 minutes to plead your case." Carol barked. "I'll meet you at Parker's Tavern at 1:30, don't be late." Carol said and hung up. 

Becky almost climaxed when the bitch agreed to meet. She really didn't care where, but Parker's was perfect. It was located outside their community and during the day wasn't too busy. The bar catered to a lower class clientele but was popular when slumming. 

Becky had told Ky what she was going to do and made sure Ky would make so neither Taylor or Ash would be able to answer Carol's calls. Becky knew the first thing Carol would do would try to reach them and find out what was going on. This was crucial to Becky' plan, she wanted Carol to be surprised. 

Becky rushed over to Parker's and talked to the owner. She arranged for a semi-private room off to the side of the main room. It had several large screen TV's and a state of the art video system. After a bit of negotiations, and $500, the owner agreed to let Becky have control over the system, but he wanted to know what she planned to show. Becky asked him to trust her, but he persisted. Finally Becky let him know who she was meeting and showed a brief preview of a couple of the videos. The videos made him nervous, but when he found out it was Carol Smith, he agreed. He had several run-ins with her since she was elected president and twice tried to close his business down. There was no love lost between the two of them. 

[hirarandi]

Becky walked out of the tavern smiling. Everything was set and in two hours, Carol's life was about to change. Becky headed home to change; she wanted her outfit to be perfect. 

It was 1:30 when Carol walked into Parker's Tavern. The first person she saw was Hank Parker the owner. She scowled and looked down her nose as he approached. 

"I'm looking for a friend." She scowled. 

"Yes I know, follow me, she reserved one of our rooms." Hank responded and smiled at Carol. 

Carol barely acknowledged his answer but followed him towards the back of the room and through a multi-pane door. He opens the door and motioned her in with an exaggerated bow. Carol didn't say a word but walked in like she owned the place. 

Becky was sitting to the right of the door in the middle of the back wall. She was at a large table with her computer and a remote. She also had a pitcher of sangria sitting beside her with two glasses. 

Carol strode over to her and didn't even say hi. She sat down and barked. "Okay you have twenty minutes. I have another meeting that came up un-expectantly." 

Becky smiled and answered, "Have a glass of sangria, this won't take long." 

Carol started to pour a glass but stopped. Becky knew Carol figured the drink was spiked, reached out and poured herself a glass. She tipped the glass at Carol and took a drink. Carol nodded and did the same. 

"Okay what has Ky done that she can't get out of and you need my help." Carol said with an air of authority. 

"Oh didn't I tell you? It's not Ky who is in trouble. In fact, I'm offering you a chance to negate the damage she has done. All you have to do is get down on your knees and kiss my shoes." Becky beamed. 

"FUCK YOU I'M OUT OF HERE. YOU'RE FUCKING CRAZY IF YOU THINK I'LL EVER KISS YOUR NASTY FEET. I'M OUT OF HERE." Carol screamed and started to get up. 

Becky waited for Carol to take a couple of steps before she turned on the TV just above the door. It sprang to life and right in front of Carol's eyes, was Taylor, naked on her knees, her face covered with cum and screaming for someone to fuck her ass. 

Carol stopped dead in her tracks. She turned around and started to come at Becky, when Becky turned on the TV above her head and when it came on it was Ash also naked with her face buried in a girls ass. 

"Oh my god" escaped from Carol's mouth as she looked from one TV to the other. Becky loved the shocked look on her rival's face and continued to turn on TV after TV, each with a different video of either Taylor or Ash sucking or being fucked in their asses. In each one they were covered with lots of cum. Carol stood the transfixed and unable to comprehend what she was seeing. Her mouth was moving but nothing was coming out. 

Finally Becky heard a quite whisper, "Please, please turn it off." 

"Oh I don't think so. If you want them off you know what to do, only now I you also have to be topless too." Becky gushed. 

"I can't do that," Carol said as she dropped to her knees. 

"Well if you want the TVs off that's exactly what you will do, only now naked. Every time you hesitate or try to barter I'm only going to demand more." Becky barked. 

Carol looked around the room at the eight TV's each playing a different video of her daughters doing obscene things. She knew that anyone walking by the room would see them, but stripping would only expose her to the same thing. She looked at Becky and knew it would only get worse. She slowly started to strip, when Becky barked again. 

"You took too long slut and now you have to suck my toes until I say to stop. As I said no hesitation or it only gets worse, slut!" 

Carol was desperate now and practically ripped her blouse off, the buttons flying across the room. Seconds later her bra followed. Becky laughed as Carol struggled to get her pants, panty hose and panties off and crawl to her feet. When she felt Carol remove her trainers, pull off her sweat socks and slowly suck a toe into her mouth, she had a small climax. It was the defining moment in her life to have the mighty Carol Smith naked and sucking her toes. The feeling of power filled her entire being. They now had the entire Smith family under their control. Carol's husband had passed away a few years before. 

Becky only had Carol clean her toes for a minute or so before she told her to move up and lick her pussy. Carol gasped as she looked into Becky's face. For a moment she thought about refusing, but remembered Becky making her do even more if she didn't to as told. Slowly Carole moved between Becky's legs did as she was told, her face filled with anger. She worked her way up to her obviously wet pussy and licked. Carol heard Becky moan and start to push her crotch into Carol's face. A few moments later, Becky grabbed Carol's ears and pulled face her roughly against her labia and masturbated. To Carol it seemed like it was a lifetime before Becky screamed and push her away. Carol fell back on her naked ass and looked up at Becky her face covered with Becky's cum. Carol hated her smug look and wanted to kill her on the spot, but Becky smiled and tossed Carol a bag. "Put those on, that's what you're wearing home." She spat. 

Carol quickly grabbed the bag and empting it on a floor. She gasped when she saw the crop top white tee with "SLUT" embossed across the chest. The black micro mini skirt barely covered her ass, but at least she would be somewhat covered. When she was dressed, she stepped towards the table where Becky was sitting, but she held up her hand. "Stop right there," Becky barked. "I'm leaving and I'll call you when I want you. For now, the videos you saw and lots more will remain safe and unseen. All you have to do is when I call you come running. You will do as I demand or those videos which are on a locked website will be unlocked and all will see. Do you understand?" Becky growled. 

Carol gritted her teeth but nodded her acceptance. 

"Good, now that we understand each other, be at this address tonight a nine o'clock. You will wear what you have on and do as you're told. If I were you I'd take a nap today, you're going to need it." Becky said as she grabbed Carol's clothes and walked out of the room. 

* * * * * * * * 

Carol stood in the middle of the room staring at the door after Becky left. She was so angry she was about to explode. She couldn't believe those videos were real, they had to be photo shopped. Taylor and especially Ash would never do what was in those videos. Carol looked around and all the TV's were off. She stepped to the control units and turned them on again. She had to make sure that those awful videos weren't still being broadcast. She was relieved that when each came on, they only showed a blank screen. 

Carol quickly grabbed her purse and stormed out the door and headed out of the bar. But before she could take more than two steps, when she heard Hank's voice, "Nice outfit Ms. Smith." 

Carol wanted to turn and smack his face, but if she did it would only draw more attention towards her, and the last thing she wanted right now was attention. 

The next few hours, Carol did everything she could to talk to either of her daughters. But after numerous calls and no answers she gave up. She then turned her attention to the internet. She did as many searches as she could think of trying to find the site that supposedly had her daughter's videos. Again she had no luck. It was getting late now and soon she would have to leave to meet Becky. It was as if hell had opened up and swallowed her whole. Her worse nightmare was coming to life and unless she could do something things would get a lot worse. 

Carol arrived at the address Becky gave her and parked her car. It was a non-descript house in a lower middle class neighborhood. The houses were small and reasonably well kept, except for the house she was to go. As soon as he parked, she saw Becky get out of her car and walk to Carol's. Becky walked up to the passenger door and got in. 

"I see you can be a good girl when you are properly motivated." Becky giggled. 

Carol didn't say a word but glared at her blackmailer. 

"Well you didn't wear anything extra did you?" Becky asked. 

"Fuck off you fucking bitch." Carol spewed barely containing her anger. 

"Such a bad attitude, well I guess you're going to learn you need to keep me happy. Pull up your skirt slut!" Becky barked, her sweet voice gone in a flash. 

Carol glared at Becky, but she did as she was told and pulled the short skirt up to her waist. Becky smiled an evil smile when she saw the panties adorning Carol's body. "So you weren't a good girl after all. TAKE THEM OFF," she screamed. 

Carol jumped at the sudden scream but quickly did as ordered. She was afraid of Becky's loud outburst would draw attention. 

"Now here is rule number one, you are not allowed to wear panties again. In fact no pants at all, no panty hose, panties, slacks, leggings, nothing. You can only wear skirts and dresses from now on. If I catch you wearing any covering on your slut cunt, I will strip you naked and spank your ass no matter where we are. Got it?" Becky growled. 

Carol glared at her and barked, "What the fuck, no pants? I can't be expected to do that. I have a reputation to maintain. You can forget that you fucking bitch." Carol spewed her anger taking over her brain. 

"Oh yeah, well how about I release this?" Carol barked right back as she pulled up a video of their meeting at Parker's on her phone. It was Carol stripping and crawling over to an obvious woman, licking her feet and toes, and then eating her pussy. The video didn't capture who the woman was, but it was clearly Carol. What made it worse was it appeared that Carol did it voluntarily. 

Carol blushed and screamed, "YOU FUCKING BITCH, YOU RECORDED ME!" 

Becky sat there calmly watching Carol scream, on her face was a big smile. She let Carol vent for a few moments then held up her hand. 

"I see you're a slow learner. I told you that you needed to make me happy. Yelling at me a calling me names doesn't make me happy. So unless you change your attitude I'll not let you wear a blindfold and you'll be showing your face." Becky said calmly. "Remember I hold all the cards." 

Carol shut up immediately when she realized her mistake. "Look Becky, please don't do this. Don't ruin me. We never took things this far. I never tried to ruin you." Carol bargained. 

"The fuck you didn't, every time we battled you pulled no punches, and now you're going to pay the price. So here is what is going to happen. We're going to walk up on the porch. You're going to open this bag and pull out the blindfold, collar, and leash. You're going to put on the collar and hook the leash. Then you will blindfold yourself and hand me the leash. We will go inside and you will do everything you're told. If you don't I'll punish you. If you refuse, well you know what will happen. Taylor's videos, Ash's videos, and now finally your video will be unlocked and the web address will be sent to everyone you know. All your relatives, friends, coworkers, and colleges will know about the Smith family sluts." Becky barked. "Now I dare you to scream at me one more time." 

Carol took the small bag and nodded. A few minutes later, they were standing on the porch. Carol looked around and with shaking hands, opened the bag. She pulls out the collar, latches it around her neck and attaches the leash. 

Carol couldn't believe what she was doing. Dressed as a slut, her ass barely covered and now leashed like a dog. Not wanting to see if anyone was watching, she slipped the blindfold over her eyes and held out the leash to that bitch Becky. 

A second later, she felt a pull and inside the house they went. Once inside, Becky smacked Carol's face. "Now listen slut, I'm going to be nice to you today. I don't know why but as long as you do as you're told, I won't take off the blindfold. But the second you don't, it comes off, and you don't want anyone here to know who you are." Becky said. "Now when we go in, I want a big smile and you to show everyone a very good time. You won't be fucking anyone, but you will be sucking cocks. I expect you to be very cooperative and it will all be over soon." Becky instructed. 

"Oh god no, please Becky don't make me do this. You can't expect me to suck strange men's cocks." Carol pleaded. 

"Who said they were a stranger's cocks? I didn't, why do you think I'm letting you wear the blindfold." Becky announced. 

"Oh fuck noooo..." Carol howled, "Please I'll do anything. Not this please." Carol cried. Carol was still crying when she felt another pull and heard the door open. 

"Remember smiles or the blindfold comes off." Becky whispered. 

Carol choked back the sobs and put on small smile and followed Becky into a room. 

"Hey everyone, the guest of honor is here. My slut friend has assured me she is anxious to make you all happy. Now clear her a spot for her to work and let's get this party started." Becky gushed. 

Carol didn't say a word, but kept her smile plastered to her face. She could hear many voices but none that she could recognize. Once again there was a pull and she followed until it stopped. 

"Okay slut, we're here. Now kneel down and open up. I know you're horny and these fine men are going to give you what you desire." Becky said her voice clearly showing her joy. 

Carol slowly dropped to her knees, her body trembling. She was completely out of her element. She had no idea how many men there were or who they were. All she knew was she was dressed like a slut, blindfolded and leashed like a dog. There could be men she knew and there was no way she could risk having the blindfold removed. 

A moment later, she felt the first cock brush her face. She took a deep breath and opened her mouth. Before she could react, the cock shoved itself into her mouth. Carol gagged when it touched the back of her throat. It pulled back a bit and pushed forward again, this time slipping past her narrow passage and down her throat. The pain was excruciating as she gagged and choked trying to adjust to its size. This time when the strange man pulled back, along with it came a large amount of saliva pouring out of her mouth and down her chin. 

Carol felt hands on the sides of her head holding her steady as the cock began to fuck her face. She was starting to panic as she couldn't breathe, but luckily a few seconds later, the large cock exploded and shot rope after rope into her mouth and down her throat. 

Carol choked as cum dripped out of her nose and down her face. The first cock disappeared and another one replaced it. Carol was barely able to catch her breath when the second cock took up where the first left off. 

Carol's face was fucked by six cocks in rapid succession before the first break. Her face was red with exertion and lack of oxygen. Carol was a mess, her top soaked with spit and cum, her make up soaking the blindfold and painting her cheeks along from her tears. 

During the short break, Carol felt Becky next to her ear. 

"This is going to take a lot longer than I expected, so unless you want to be here for hours, you might want to use your hands." Becky giggled. 

Carol's face showed her surprise, but she nodded. When Becky moved away, another cock pushed against her lips. Carol opened her mouth wide, knowing it didn't matter what she did, her face was going to be fucked again. This time she raised her hands and she could feel two cocks fill them. 

Now Carol had her mouth filled and her hands jerking two additional cocks. Ten minutes later, her face was covered with cum and her mouth filled once again. 

On and on it went, cock after cock until she couldn't hold her arms up any longer. But now the men must have started to jerk their own cocks, Carol feel ropes of cum across her face and leaving her body slick. 

Carol had no idea how long she spent on her knees before it all stopped. But when the last cock left her mouth, she collapsed to the floor begging for it to stop. She heard a few grumbles but couldn't move. She only wanted to crawl into a hole and die, when she felt a warm liquid spraying her body. At first she thought someone was hosing her down that was until the smell hit her nostrils. Carol retched when he when she realized she was being pissed on. A second later, she vomited almost a pint of cum that had filled her stomach. 

Carol didn't move but lay in a large puddle of piss, spit, and cum. Her mind having trouble comprehending what had just happened to her. She heard feet shuffling and a few moments later the door closed. It was now quiet in the room and she felt fingers pulling her blindfold off her eyes. Carol wanted to stop it, but her mind couldn't command her hands to move. She blinked for a few seconds as her eyes adjusted to the light. When she was able to focus and looked around the room, it was empty except for Becky beaming down at her with the blindfold, dripping with cum, between her finger tips. 

Carol started to get up her face and hair dripping from lying in the disgusting puddle. She glanced around the room and collapsed to the floor again. She cried hysterically because she noticed the three video cameras around the room. 

"Well slut, I guess you have a problem. Not only are your daughters sluts, but it appears that so are you. I'm done with you today, but I'll be in touch. You better answer when I call slut." Becky growled and walked out of the room. 

Before Carol could react, two men walked in and started to break down the cameras. Carol quickly jumped up and ran out of the house and to her car. She didn't care how she was dressed or that she was covered in cum. At that moment all she could think of was to get away.

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Carol ran out to her car, turned her keys in and started the motor, flooring the accelerator as she sped down the road. Her tears blurred her vision, she had to get away as fast as she could. Glancing down at her cum and pissed soaked body Carol begun to cry even harder. Coming to grips with all that had happened today was too much for her. That bitch Becky and her whore of a daughter Ky had somehow trapped her and her daughters. It was lucky that it was dark out, hardly anyone was on the road Carol thought to herself. Driving like a mad woman, Carol passed a couple miles before she pulled off to the side of the road and tried to calm herself.

Her hands were shaking and her mind felt confused by the whole situation. She needed to get control or it would only get worse. The last thing she needed was to get arrested dressed like a slut and covered in cum. Even if the security officer arrested Becky and whoever the men were, the questions and rumors alone would ruin her. Carol sat for several minutes as she gathered her thoughts. She was completely surprised this afternoon by that cunt Becky, with the video of her naked and eating her pussy. Never in her life had she had sex with another woman, let alone given dozens of blowjobs to strangers. Carol decided to go home and figure a way out of this trap.

Carol pulled into her driveway and up to her three car garage. Opening the door and parking inside, she finally felt safe. She crawled out of the car and slipped into her house. Once inside, she collapsed to the floor and cried and cried until she fell into a semi-comatose state somewhere between sleep and coma.

Carol woke the next morning. She didn't know what time it was but it was light out. She slowly stood and staggered to the bathroom. For the next hour or so, she alternated sitting on the toilet and heaving into it. Finally she stripped off the nasty clothes stuck to her body and crawled into the shower. Carol lay on the floor of the tub, letting the hot water pour over her body praying it would wash away the memory as well as everything else that covered her body. After a few minutes, she managed to stand again and washed her body over and over. When the last of the hot water disappeared, she stepped out and wrapped several towels around her body.

Time seemed to stand still for her as she moved at half speed. It took her almost a half an hour to pull out a clean pair of pajamas and slip them on. She looked at herself in the mirror and was surprised she looked normal. She felt anything but normal. Carol slowly walked downstairs to the kitchen and started a pot of coffee. She tried to not think, but every few minutes, her mind drifted to yesterday and she started to cry again. It wasn't until late morning that she finally opened her laptop and checked her email. Her anger was slowly returning and she wanted to find a way out of this mess.

Carol's mind was barely functioning, between her anger and what had happened, as her computer booted. She was hoping and praying one or both of her daughters had responded to her many calls from yesterday. However when she opened her mail, right at the top was a message from Becky.

'Oh god not her, I can't handle anything today.' She thought.

Slowly her hand drifted to the message and clicked. When it opened all it said was "Open the file."

Carol looked down at video file attached to the message. Her stomach churned at the thought of what it was. Taking a deep breath, she clicked the file and opened it.

* * * * * * * * * *

Becky walked out of the house leaving Carol behind, covered in cum, sweat and piss. She was on cloud nine. Her lifetime rival was reduced to a cum soaked slut and she had recorded all of it. Never again could that bitch ever hold anything over her. Becky practically floated out to her car. As soon as she was in and was driving down the road, she called Ky. Everything went perfectly and she wanted to make sure Ky kept Taylor and Ash busy and unable to contact their mother.

Becky made it home and quickly opened her email. As expected the raw footage of Carol's evening was already there. She went to work editing it and showing Carol's complete adventure for the evening. Including her walking to the porch, putting on the collar and leash, blindfolding herself, and handing the leash to an unknown woman. It continued with Carol walking into the room with a smile on her face, kneeling down and proceeding to suck cock after cock, jerking off several more cocks, and finally collapsing to the floor only to be pissed on. Satisfied at the results, she emailed it to Carol.

Becky figured it would take Carol several hours to begin to function again so she purposely waited until the afternoon before she headed over to her house. Becky wanted to let Carol know that she was taking over her entire life and there would be no escape.

Becky arrived at Carol's door, with her were several men from a security company. It was a special security company she found on the internet which specialized in surveillance cameras and special security installations. She waited until all of them were right behind her and unlocked the door. She motioned for the men to be quiet and whispered. "Stay in the hall until I call you. If you get bored, you know what I want with their security control panel." Becky smiled and headed towards the back of the house. It took her a minute but she found Carol staring at her monitor and the video from yesterday. Becky stood there watching Carol for a few moments before she yelled, "SLUT WHAT DID I SAY ABOUT WEARING PANTS!"

Carol almost jumped out of her skin. She quickly turned and yelled back, "HOW THE FUCK DID YOU GET IN HERE?"

"SHUT THE FUCK UP SLUT, I OWN YOU." Becky yelled back. "Just so you know, while you were busy sucking and jerking all those cocks I took the liberty of borrowing your phone and keys. You know you really shouldn't save all your passwords on your phone." Beck laughed. "All I had to do was when you were very busy, just push your thumb to the screen. Once I was in, I simply added my thumb to your phone and it gave me access to everything." She gloated.

Becky waited for what she said to sink into Carol's brain. It took a couple seconds but the panicked look was worth the wait.

"Now what did I tell you about wearing pants, slave?" Becky barked.

Carol sat there not moving, slowly opened her mouth and spoke, "I'm not to wear any." She answered.

"And what are you wearing?" Becky growled.

"My pajama pants," Carol answered.

"STRIP" Becky screamed.

Carol jumped but quickly pulled her top off followed by her PJ pants. She now stood in front of Becky naked and trembling.

"You will learn not to disobey me. I OWN YOU! While you were busy yesterday I took over your life. With your phone I have changed your Facebook, bank accounts, security system, email, and phone passwords. I control everything." Becky gloated at the now cowering naked slut. "I even changed your pin numbers on all your cards. If you disobey me I will post your video's on your Facebook page, withdraw all your money, and lock you out of your own house. GOT IT?" Becky growled.

"Oh my god no, please Becky don't do this. I'm sorry, please don't." Carol begged.

"You know begging is a lot more effective if you're on your knees." Becky laughed.

Carol immediately dropped to her knees and continued. "Please Becky I'm begging you. You win and I'll tell the world. I resign my position on the residence committee, anything just please don't do this."

Becky walked up to Carol on her knees begging. She reached into her purse and pulled out a metal collar and wrapped it around Carol's neck. When it clicked shut, the sound stopped Carol from talking. She looked up at Becky her face filled with fear.

"That's right slave, you should be afraid. I OWN YOU!" She barked again.

"Come in boys!" Becky yelled. A few moments later, eight men walked into Carol's office.

"Now slave, these men are here to install my new video surveillance system. When they are done, I will be able to see and hear anything and everything in and around this house. You will have nowhere to hide. They are also modifying your security system. I and anyone I choose will be able to come and go as we please. You on the other hand, won't. Oh you can leave, but you would set off the alarm as well as lock all the doors. Even if you managed to get out, you couldn't get back in." Becky explained. Seeing as you will be naked, I doubt you want to be locked outside."

Carol didn't say a word, she just stared at the floor as Becky clipped on a leash and pulled.

"Come along slave, we have things to do while these men do their work." Becky said and walked out of the office. Carol started to get up, but Becky turned and smacked Carol's face. "Crawl like the pet you are slave." Becky led her slave up the stairs to the bedrooms. "Which room is yours slave?"

"The last room on the right." Carol answered quietly.

Becky spun around and smacked Carol's face. "You will call me Mistress, slave." She growled as she turned and headed for Carol's room. It was large with three windows, and a French door leading out to a balcony, across the opposite wall. To the right was a king size poster bed between two of the windows. Past that was a large walk in closet. Against the wall on this side of the room was a dresser and dressing table. To the left was the on-suite.

"Are all your clothes in this room?" Becky asked.

"Most of them, I do have a closet in the basement with my winter wardrobe." Carol answered.

Becky quickly turned to Carol and again smacked her across her cheek. "You will call me Mistress, slave."

"Y-Y-Yes Mistress." Carol answered as tears began to flow down her cheeks.

"Are Taylor's and Ash's rooms across the hall?" Becky asked.

"Yes Mistress," Carol answered.

"Are all their clothes in their rooms?" She asked.

"Yes Mistress," Carol answered again.

"Do you have any sex toys?" Becky demanded.

"I have a vibrator, it's in the night stand." Becky raised her hand again.

"Mistress." Carol said in panic.

"That's all?" Becky asked, the surprise evident in her voice.

"Yes Mistress." Carol whispered her face blushing.

"Well that will change." Becky said and walked over to the night stand. She opened the drawer and pulled out a thin silver vibrator. She held it up and laughed. "You call this a vibrator? By the time I'm finished with you, you won't be able to feel it inside you." Becky laughed and tossed it on the bed.

Becky grabbed Carol's leash again and pulled her back out into the hall. When they started down the hall, one of the workers was just coming up the stairs. Becky held up her hand and spoke to him.

"I want all the rooms up here secured. No one is to get into them without a key. Make sure that the doors can't be broken into." She instructed. The man nodded and sat down his tools. "There's also a closet down in the basement. Make sure it's secured also." Becky continued.

Becky pulled Carol downstairs all the way to the basement. There were two men working even there installing cameras. Becky smiled when she saw the small utility room off to the side. "I want cameras in here too." She called out to the men. She stepped into the small ten by ten room. The cinder block walls, concrete floor and no windows was perfect for what she wanted. There was a single light hanging from the rafters and the switch was on the outside of the room. In the corner was a single faucet and floor drain. "Well slave, welcome to your new bedroom. You will sleep down here until you earn your way to better accommodations." Becky said. Now go crawl over to the corner and wait for me." She continued.

Becky walked out and went to talk to the men. "I want the door to that room reinforced so it can't be broken. I want an electric lock that I can open from my house. Also change the light to a much brighter light. I want control over that too." Becky instructed. "Oh and one more thing, when the light is off, I don't want any light in there, day or night." She continued as she turned to go get her slave.

The rest of the day, Becky had Carol crawl all throughout her own house. Just before the men left for the day, she had Carol give each one a blowjob. The supervisor told Becky that the work would take another two days to finish. Becky said that would be fine as she led Carol out to the garage.

"You will be staying at my house until yours is finished." Becky demanded and opened the trunk to Carol's Lexus. "Get in slut, you're staying at my house."

Carol didn't resist, she crawled into the trunk and Becky closed the lid. Ten minutes later, they pulled into Becky's driveway parked the car. Becky thought about leaving the car in the driveway and have Carol crawl in on her hands and knees, but decided to wait until after Carol's coming out slut party to expose her to the neighbors. Becky chuckled thinking about how much fun that would be, but deep down she knew that Carol and her daughters would leave town before that happened. There was no way Carol would let it go that far. Becky smiled again as she knew the next few days were going to be a lot of fun.

As soon as they entered the house, Becky pulled Carol to the stairwell and tied her leash to one of the balustrade. "Don't go anywhere slut. I have a couple things to take care of." Becky announced. She turned and walked down the hall.

* * * * * * * * * *

Carol sat in the hallway, she didn't know what to do. Becky has her phone, passwords, control of her bank card and even changed all of her pin numbers. Then it hit her, there are men in her home installing cameras everywhere and padlocking doors. She sat there trembling, her hands shaking uncontrollably, naked. She didn't even have clothes available to her. Carol never felt so helpless or vulnerable in all her life.

Carol sat on the hardwood floor, her knees and ass were starting to hurt. Becky hadn't returned and Carol had to move to adjust to a more comfortable position. That is when she learned Becky tied such a short leash, Carol was forced to sit up straight, her movements restricted by the leash. Fatigue was now becoming a factor. Becky had been gone for a long time. Carol didn't know how long but her knees were killing her and every time she tried to move her collar started to choke her.

Carol tried to stand on her toes, but it wasn't long until she needed to move again. The longer it was, the more often she had to move. She had only moved to this position a couple minutes ago and she needed to move again. Her legs were starting to cramp and it was getting worse quickly, and she was sweating profusely. This time when she moved her feet, they slipped on the sweat dripping from her body, dropping straight down to her ass. Carol was off balance and had no leverage. The collar locked around her neck tightened shutting off any air. Carol panicked, and started to flail about still hanging by her neck. The more her need for air, the more she tried to get away only choking her even more. Just as she started to black out, she stopped resisting. The relief was almost immediate as air poured into her oxygen starved body. It was at that moment something clicked in Carol's head. It was to quit struggling. Her troubles seem to be when she struggles. Carol settled on to her knees and waited. She winced at the pain, but that beat strangling to death.

Carol knelt there struggling to maintain position. Her knees were screaming and she couldn't feel her feet. To help keep the pressure off her knees, Carol was reaching up with both hands and gabbing the leash to take the pressure off her legs. Just as she was about to break down, Becky showed up.

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"Having fun slut? Have you been a good girl" Becky sang, clearly enjoying every moment.

"Yes Mistress, I am, and yes I have been good Mistress." Carol answered eagerly, unable to hide her submission. A brief thought passed through her mind to resist, but was quickly overwhelmed with obeying her Mistress.

Carol waited on her knees as Mistress untied the leash and pulled. Carol tried to crawl but her legs just wouldn't work. She was sprawled on her stomach in Becky's front hall, flopping around as she tried to get feeling back in her legs to obey Mistress.

It took Carol almost 3 minutes to get her legs functioning, finally she was able to crawl after Becky as she led her down the hallway.

"Oh I think we're going to have soooo much fun. I can't wait for it all to start." Becky gushed pulling the still struggling Carol behind her.

* * * * * * * * * * *

Becky noticed the difference immediately in Carol's demeanor. She answered her quickly and called her Mistress. She smiled and watched as her slave struggled to follow her commands. At first she thought about punishing Carol for not being able to walk, but it was so much fun watching her squirm on the floor trying to get control over her legs she just waited, knowing it was much more humiliating for Carol.

Becky pulled Carol still naked on her knees into a small room in the back of her large home. Inside was a thin mattress off to the side with a thin small throw laying on top of it. Carol looked around but didn't try to get up. It wasn't until Becky barked at her to pay attention before she looked up at Becky.

"Carol, we're going to have so much fun this evening and you're going to be the entertainment." Becky gushed.

"Please Mistress I've been good, don't expose me. I will do whatever you wish, just let Taylor and Ash go." Carol begged.

"Nonsense, I wouldn't dream of exposing you. Your identity will remain completely anonymous. All you have to do is not talk. I can't help it if someone recognizes your voice." Becky answered. "Now here is what you're going to wear tonight when you serve a few of our, well mostly my friends." Becky continued and tossed a bag at Carol.

The bag landed with a thud at Carol's knees. She watched as Carol reached out and opened the bag. To say her expression was priceless would be a gross understatement. Carol slowly turned the bag upside down and out poured a pile of chains and a mask of some sort.

"Mistress," She asked. "Chains?" Carol asked as she pulled the pile apart.

"Yes, it a Sirik, or slave chains." Becky laughed and grabbed the chains. When she held them up it was clear what it was. "Stand up slave," Becky ordered.

Carol slowly stood her body trembling as she looked at the series of chains dangling from Becky's hands. Becky quickly opened the large ring at the top of the chains and locked it around Carol's neck. From the ring was a single chain leading down between Carol's breasts to another ring right at Carol's navel. Attached to that ring were several other chains. Carol just stood there as Becky quickly maneuvered the chains locking Carol up. When she finished Carol stood there with a chain around her waist, her wrists attached by short chains to it. Another two chains extended down her legs to her ankles. There was a short chain between her ankles limiting her steps. Carol was now completely restrained but still able to move around but there was no way she could get dressed even if she had any clothes to wear.

Becky stood back for and looked at her helpless nemesis, naked and chained. She felt her pussy leaking and wanted to have Carol eat her pussy, but there wasn't time.

"Okay slave, I promised you that I would keep your identity a secret so lean your head down." Becky said as she pulled the leather mask over Carol's head. When she finished, Carol's entire head was covered except for her mouth and jaw. There two small holes for her nose and two holes for her eyes.

"I love this hood. It has patches for your eyes and comes with a Bluetooth earbuds so I can talk to you without anyone knowing. Just remember as long as you don't say anything no one should recognize you. Besides who would ever think that the great Carol Smith would be a submissive naked bondage slave serving at my house." Becky laughed.

Becky watched as Carol's entire body shook and loved every second of it. "Now you wait here and I'll come back to get you soon." Becky gushed but before she left, she clipped a leash to the ring around Carol's neck and tied it off to a ring on the wall. She knew that with her slave restrained as she was, she wouldn't be able to free herself from the wall. Beck then pulled out her phone and pushed a couple of buttons. Seconds later, the ear buds inside the mask started to play.

Becky left her slave attached to the wall and went out to get everything else ready. No she wasn't going to expose Carol, but if she could drive her to expose herself that would work. For the next hour, Becky worked to get everything perfect. Just as she finished, her doorbell rang and Becky rushed to answer it.

* * * * * * * *

Carol stood in the small room attached to the wall. She was naked and shivering. It wasn't cold but fear creeping up inside her causing her skin to prickle. Becky, her Mistress, had proven to be cruel and after seeing the videos of Taylor and Ash, Ky was just like her mother. She didn't know what was about to happen, but from what Becky had told her, she would soon be naked in slave chains in front of people she knew.

What made it worse, was the music in her hood that eliminated her hearing anything around her. Carol couldn't do anything to stop Becky. The incriminating videos she had eliminated any resistance until she could find a way to get them back. The problem was Becky wasn't giving Carol a path to break free, and her control was growing by the minute. With what was being done at her house and with Becky controlling all her money, Carol's options were dwindling.

As Carol felt her world was crumbling around her, she began to cry. At first it was a cry of anger, but a few minutes later it was a cry of desperation and finally of panic. The longer she stood in chains attached to the wall the more defeated she felt. When Becky opened the door and walked in with a beaming smile, Carol almost collapsed. If it wasn't for the leash attaching her to the wall she would have collapsed to the floor.

"Oh is my slave tired? Or do you want to kiss my feet?" Becky giggled as she strutted over and released Carol's leash from the wall. "Oh not talking, no matter, my guests are here and they're anxious to see my surprise. So seeing as you were already heading for the floor, crawl." Becky demanded pulling at Carol's leash.

Carol crawled after her Mistress out into the hall, when they got to a closed door down the hall Becky reached out and placed the two eye patches over the eye holes on Carol's mask. Now she was blind and almost deaf. When Becky pulled on the leash again, Carol took a deep breath and followed her Mistress.

Carol could hear muffled voices, but couldn't recognize any. She kept her head lowered not trusting the mask covering half her face. When Becky quit pulling the leash, Carol heard Becky's voice loud and clear.

"Okay slut, no one can hear me talk to you, but in front of you is a saddle, I want you to straddle it." Becky ordered.

Carol knowing that if she didn't obey completely, she would be unmasked and her identity would be revealed. She slowly crawled over and after reaching out and finding it, she straddled the saddle. What she didn't expect were the two dildo's mounted on top. Carol gasped but before she could do anything, someone pushed down on her shoulders and impaled her ass and cunt. A few seconds later, several hands started to attach her chains, locking her on the saddle with the dildos buried deep inside her body.

"Just remember, no talking or your identity will be revealed, and no climaxes. If you cum without permission the mask comes off." Becky explained. As soon as she stopped talking the saddle and dildo's started to vibrate.

"Well slave, have you ever ridden a sybian?" Becky asked out loud. Carol didn't say a word but could hear several voices around her. Carol's body resisted the vibrations for a few minutes, but eventually it started to succumb. The longer she sat on the sybian the more her body surrendered to its evil design. Carol was started to pant, when the vibrations intensified. Carol gasped and tried to suppress her moans. Her body was welcoming the vibrations and she knew it was only a matter of time before she would explode.

Carol was just on the edge when suddenly her right nipple exploded in pain. Then her left nipple did the same. All thoughts of climaxing disappeared in an instant. But a minute or so later, the pain lessened and her body's arousal started to climb again. A couple minutes later, she was again on the edge. This time she felt fingers on her labia and just a she was again about to cum, pain shot out from her pussy lips sending electric shock wave up and down her body. Before she could even scream another intense pain shot out from the other side of her dripping cunt.

Carol was losing her mind. The constant vibrations were constantly pushing her body to an orgasm, and the pain stopping it cold. What was worse was that as the pain lessened and the arousal again started to build, a new pain would appear on some part of her body. Over and over it happened.

"Well slave, are you having fun?" The voice shot into her ears. "I wonder how long you can take it. I always wondered if binder clips were as painful as they looked. You can make it all go away if you just ask me to remove your mask." Becky growled into Carol's ears.

Carol's mind was slowly turning to mush. It seemed as if every square inch on her body was in pain, but it wasn't enough to keep her body from climbing once again to the forbidden climax. Carol shook her head no, she refused to surrender.

Carol gritted her teeth using all her strength to keep control that was until the sybian's vibrations intensified once again. Carol's mind and body almost short circuited as her body raced toward the orgasm that Carol knew was inevitable.

This time pain shot out from all over her body. The existing clips were being twisted and additional clips were being added. Carol was on the verge of insanity, her mind unable to handle all the sensations overwhelming her very soul. When the Sybian's vibrations again increased and at the same time her ass exploded in pain, Carol surrendered.

"OH GOD I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE! PLEASE LET ME CUMMMM" she screamed.

A second later, Carol felt the mask being roughly pulled from her head. The bright lights in the room blinded her, but before she could focus, the sybian again intensified and her body exploded sending Carol's body into convulsions and ceasing all bodily functions.

Carol had no idea how long she was out. Her entire world was the pain enhanced orgasm consuming her body and soul. When the orgasm slowly dissipated, Carol slowly opened her eyes and looked around her. If she thought things couldn't get worse, she was sadly mistaken. Surrounding her were five of Becky's closest friends. Each and every one of them had at one time been humiliated by Carol.

Carol buried her face in her hands as she knew that there was no way that she would be able to keep this a secret now. A second later Becky grabbed Carol's collar and pulled her face up to look at the beaming faces staring down at her.

"Now slave I see you recognize my friends. I'm guessing you're thinking that this is the end of your life as you know it. But you are wrong. My friends and I are willing to keep your slut secret for a while at least, all you have to do is be a good slut and your secret will stay a secret. However if you don't do as you're told the entire world will know what sluts the Smith women are. So what is more important to you, exposing your family secrets, or being our very special slut slave?" Becky gushed in excitement.

Carol looked around the room at the six women, each looking down at her with hatred in their eyes. She knew that if she agreed to Becky's demands that her life would be over, but the thought of the world seeing hers and her daughter's videos was unthinkable. Carol's only option was to surrender.

"I'll be your slut slave Mistress." She whispered.

[hirarandi]

The following days were very difficult for the slaves. It seemed everywhere they went, yellow cards would appear. Before class, after class, in the halls, at their dorm rooms. No matter where they went there were cocks and pussy waiting to be serviced. By the end of the second day, Taylor walked into her and Nicole's room, and stopped dead in her tracks. All of Nicole's stuff was gone, her clothes, posters, computer, everything was gone. The only thing left was a piece of paper on Taylor's desk.

Taylor,

I couldn't take it any longer. I called mom and she came up and got me. I've left college and we are moving. I hate this but it's the only way out for me. I don't know what mom said to Ky, but she removed my chastity belt and we left. All I know is that I'm sorry for you and Ash. I don't know what Ky has planned but I can't do this anymore. 



Nicole

Taylor called Ash and told her to meet her at their car. Unfortunately both were caught by men with cards. It took both over an hour to get to the car. By that time they were again covered in fresh cum. They jumped into the car and drove off campus. At first they drove aimlessly not going anywhere. Ending up at a park about a mile off campus they sat the in silence, both lost in thought.

Taylor had no idea how long they sat there staring out into space, a knock on the window woke her from her stupor. Taylor almost jumped out of her seat when she felt the thump against her head leaning against the window. She turned to look, but all she could see were four yellow cards, plastered against the window.

"OH GOD NOOOO...." She groaned. "How did they find us?" She asked to no one in particular. Taylor looked over at Ash, who sat there staring at the window, her mouth wide open, and a tear running down her cheek.

"I'm so sorry Ash, I'm...." Taylor tried to speak, but Ash held up her hand. "I know Taylor; you really didn't have a choice."

Before they could say anything else, another knock was heard on the window, and they could hear a muffled voice from outside the car.

"Hey, you have four minutes to get naked and suck our cocks or we're going to complain."

Taylor and Ash opened their doors and stepped out of the car. Walking over to a dumpster near the parking lot and the two started to strip. The four young men followed howling with laughter.

"You are some fine looking sluts, or should I say whores." One of them laughed.

"I want a piece of Taylor's ass. Man she has lots of padding." Another announced.

"Fuck she doesn't have any tits. I'll take her sister, at least her tits are big enough to fuck." The third man added.

"I don't care as long as I shove my cock in somewhere warm and wet. Get on your knees slut." The last man barked. Both Taylor and Ash dropped to their knees. After the last few days, there was no resistance coming from either of them. The last man grabbed Taylor's jaw and pulled it to his cock, the tip pointing at her mouth.

"Suck me slut!" He barked.

Ash was pushed to her hands and knees. With no preparation a cock filed her mouth, and another moved between her ass cheeks. A few moments later she was being spit roasted, her body sawed back and forth between the two cocks.

For the next hour, it was cock after cock showing up. It was as if the entire campus knew where they were. It was only when there was a short break that the slaves jumped up and ran to the car. Taylor put the car in gear and peeled out of the lot. She looked into her mirror and saw two cars pull into the entrance. Looking closer, both were filled with men and heading right where they just left.

The rest of the night, it was a game of cat and mouse. Every time they stopped for any length of time, a car or two would soon show up filled with young men. This went on until very early in the morning. It was almost half past four before it all stopped. Both Taylor and Ash sat there, afraid to go to sleep in the vehicle. Their clothes and bodies covered with cum.

It was about six thirty when they slowly drove back to campus. They parked the car and slipped out. The campus was deserted this early, so they slowly made their way to Ky's dorm room. It was earlier than they had ever showed up before, but they were exhausted and had nowhere else to go.

Taylor looked over at her sister. They had stripped off their clothes already and clipped their nipples. Taylor was about to knock, when Ash stopped her. "Taylor, I forgive you." She said and kissed her on the cheek.

"Thank you Ash." She answered and knocked.

A few seconds later, Ky opened the door, obviously just waking up. "Fuck it's early. Anxious to start the day?" Ky barked.

Both Ash and Taylor dropped to their knees and kissed and licked Ky's feet. "Please Mistress, help us. We can't get away. We've been chased all night. It's like they know where we are." Ash begged.

"Well of course they do. Didn't you look at the app? When you open it there's a map showing the nearest vibrator. All they had to do was go to the dots on the map." Ky laughed.

"Oh fuck please Mistress, take them out. Please Mistress we can't go on like this. Please unlock the belts" Ash and Taylor pleaded.

"Sure I could do that, but why would I?" Ky smirked. "What's in it for me? You're already my slaves."

"Oh god please Mistress, what do you want. We'll do it. We can't be chased all day and night." Taylor was begging and licking Ky's toes like they were her favorite ice cream.

"If I unlock the belt, I'm taking it off and that opens your pussy to be fucked. No Vibe, no belt, open season on your pussy." Ky gloated.

"But that does nothing for me. For me to do that, I want you both to open a webpage and perform on cam. You will do whatever is suggested. And you will do it for two hours a day. Each and every day, and I get all you earn." Ky spat at the two splayed on the floor. "If you don't agree then the belt and vibe stay right where they are. In fact I'll bet there are already guys waking up and checking to see if you are close."

"YES....YES....YES WE'LL DO IT. JUST TAKE THEM OUT!!!" Ash screamed at Ky.

Ky looked down at the slaves still in the hall, licking her toes and begging to be online whores. She smiled and wondered how her mother was doing with Carol.

* * * * * * * * * * *

Carol's next couple days were the worst days of her entire life. Becky and her five friends kept her rushing from house to house. She was stripped, prodded, poked, fucked and sucked cock after cock. Each time she was blind folded and had no idea who she was sucking or fucking. She also ate pussy after pussy, again blindfolded. When she wasn't serving Becky or her friends, Becky had her cleaning her house or edging. She was naked so often it felt strange to be dressed.

On the third day, Becky took Carol home. As usual, Carol was naked and riding in the trunk of Becky's car. When they arrived, Becky opened the trunk and ordered Carol out.

Carol slowly got out of the trunk of the car. She cringed when she realized Becky had parked at the end of the driveway near the street. She could hear Becky laughing behind her as she ran to her front door. Carol's only thoughts were to get out of sight and into her house.

Carol rushed up to the door and tried to open it, but it was locked. She looked behind her at Becky who was sauntering up the walk giggling.

"Having trouble with the door?" She asked as she approached the porch.

"Please Mistress unlock the door?" Carol pleaded. The last thing she wanted was for her neighbors to see her naked, especially with Becky.

"No problem," Becky answered and turned the knob. Carol stood there shocked as the door unlocked as soon as Becky got there. She didn't use a key or remote but just turned the knob.

"How...?" Carol asked

"You see, you have a smart system now. It recognizes me but not you. If you leave without permission, you can't get back in. I have complete control over all the locks in your house. So from now on you will have to ask for permission to do anything." Becky continued.

Carol quickly followed Becky in to the house. The first thing she noticed was all the curtains, dbangs, blinds had been removed. All the windows were uncovered and anyone could easily see in.

"Follow me and I'll show you the improvements we've made." Becky announced and smiled her evil smile and headed for the kitchen. Carol followed her Mistress her stomach churning with fear.

"Now first I want you to understand, all doors, cabinets, drawers are locked, including the refrigerator. Only I can unlock them. The good thing is I can do it remotely. You just have to ask. Try them." Becky explained.

Carol tried a couple cabinets and the fridge. They were all locked. She then turned on the faucet and the water flowed.

"Oh yeah, you get two gallons of water per day. That's for bathing, cleaning, drinking, and even flushing. So if I were you I'd pay attention to how long you leave on a faucet."

Carol quickly turned off the faucet and cringed. "Mistress, how can I shower or bathe?"

"Oh you can save water. If you don't use your daily allocation, you can save the rest for the next day. In five days you could have ten gallons." Becky laughed.

Carol looked at Becky like she was from another world. How could she do this to me Carol thought to herself.

"Now look around, do you see the cameras? Of course not, they are hidden, but trust me I can see everything in the house. There is nothing I can't see or hear. Follow me." Becky barked and led Carol upstairs to the hallway.

"Now if you notice all the doors here are locked, including all the bathrooms. If you're good, I might let you sleep in a bed and use the toilet. If not, then I'm afraid it's the basement and a bucket. Go ahead and try the doors." Becky said.

Carol tried her bedroom door and nodded when she couldn't open it.

"Good, now let's take a look at your new room. That is until you earn living upstairs." Becky was gushing now as she headed downstairs all the way to the basement.

Carol followed like a lost puppy. Yesterday all she could think of was to get home and try to find a way out of this. But with the modifications to her house, it felt more like a jail instead of her home.

Becky led Carol to the small room in the corner of the basement. It now had a steel door and a massive lock. As soon as Becky grabbed the handle, the lock opened and she pulled the heavy door open.

"Inside slut," She barked.

Carol slowly stepped inside the brightly lit room. There was nothing in the room, but a bucket and a thin blanket lying on the floor. "You should memorize where everything is, because once the door closes, the lights go off until I turn them back on. The bucket is a multipurpose bucket. There is a drain under it so if you want to empty it. There is also a couple bottles of water behind it, but as I said, you need to conserve your water. There are two primary uses for the bucket. One to relieve yourself, unless you want your piss and shit all over the floor. It is also how you will be fed. If you notice there is a pipe sticking out of the wall. Just place the bucket under the pipe and every so often food will be poured into the bucket. If you miss, I'm afraid you will have to eat off the floor, or of course if the bucket is filled with something else the floor might be preferable." Becky chuckled.

"Oh god you can't be serious. You want me to eat out of a bucket that is also used as my toilet? There's no fucking way?" Carol's anger was building, her face red and her fists clenched.

Becky looked at her naked and angry rival and smirked. When Carol started to walk towards her, Becky stepped out of the room and slammed the door closed. When the massive door latched, the bright lights went out and total darkness consumed the room. Carol was disoriented at the sudden darkness and stood still. She stood there for a few minutes to allow her eyes to adjust to the darkness, but after a while, she realized there was no light.

Fear gripped Carol. With no light whatsoever, no clothing, and no way to get out, the fear was all encompassing. She dropped to her knees and cried and cried and cried. Carol had no idea how long she cried, time as well as everything else had no meaning any longer. She was alone in silence and total darkness. Finally she crawled over to where she thought the thin blanket was and tried to sleep.

Carol tossed and turned for a long while. The darkness was so encompassing that Carol was soon confused as to where she was. She knew she was at home, but the longer she was in total darkness, the further her mind retreated into itself until she was on the verge of madness. Finally she dropped off into a troubled sleep. Her dreams of being a slave and used as a whore seemed distant.

Carol had no idea how long she slept for. She wasn't even sure her eyes were even open. She slowly started to stand, but with no possible way to see anything, she started to get dizzy. Instead she dropped to her knees and crawled over to where she thought was the bucket and water. It took a minute or so to find her meager possessions, grabbing the water she crawled back to where she thought the blanket was.

Not only was it dark, but the silence was also complete. There were no creaks, footsteps, or normal house noises. It was as if two of her senses had been stripped away. Carol took a sip of water, and started to cry again, when she heard a noise.

Carol froze, she prayed it was Becky coming back to let her out. But instead there was another noise followed by a splashing sound. Carol thought about what it might be, when she remembered her food was being delivered via the pipe in the wall. She crawled over to where she heard the sound, and found a puddle, or what was left of a puddle. Most of it had already drained down the floor drain.

Carol at first was disgusted at the thought of eating off the floor. But it had been so long since she had anything to eat other than cum, dropped her head and started to lick the floor of what was left of whatever Becky poured into the pipe.

* * * * * * * * * *

Becky sat back in her chair. In front of her was a very large flat screen monitor. She could see every square inch of that bitch Carol's house. It was now focused on one room. The green tint to the night vision camera was trained on the naked Carol huddled in the corner of the barren room. She had watched Carol for the last 36 hours. She watched as Carol went through several stages and now appeared to finally accept she was Becky's slave.

At first, Carol just cried and cried. For most of the first two hours Carol cried. Then came anger, anger seethed out of every pore in Carol's body. Her body seemed to glow at the peak of her anger, the anger dissipated and fear set in.

Becky could only wonder what was going through her captives mind as her rival's body seemed to collapse into itself. Her shoulders slumped, her head lowered and her eyes clouded with tears. She loved to watch Carol scramble to the pipe trying to capture her next meal of gruel. A tasteless soupy mix of water, bread, some chicken broth, and spiced with a squirt or two of her piss. Each meal had a little less chicken broth, and a little more piss. Becky giggled as she pissed in the pot with the bread and a few kibbles to add bulk. She would go over later and feed the slave. Right now she wanted to take a nap.

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Two hours later, Becky pulled in Carol's driveway. She looked at the feed from the security system on her phone. Carol was still in the corner her knees pulled up to her chest rocking slightly back and forth. She thought about pouring the food down the pipe again, but decided it was time to shed some light on the situation.

Becky walked down to the basement and stood outside Carol's room. She took one last look at the semi-comatose woman cowering in the pitch blackness of her world. She watched Carol's reaction when she heard the lock disengage. The look of hope, then fear, and then surrender. Becky flipped the switch and watched as the bright lights flooded the room.

Carol screamed as the sudden brilliant lights at first stunned her, but seconds later, her eyes burned and pain shot out and into her brain. After so long in total darkness, her eyes were completely dilated. When Becky strode into the room, her body encased in black leather, the stiletto heels making her seem larger than life.

"Well slave, are you going to be a good slave?" Becky barked.

"Y...Y...Yes M...M...Mistress." Carol haltingly answered. Her voice was weak and hardly audible.

"I have your dinner slave. If you want out, you'll eat it all." Becky growled and headed for the bucket.

"Please Mistress, not in there!" Carol hoarsely called out.

"Oh, and why not?" Becky smirked. She already knew but she wanted to humiliate her slave again.

"Mistress, I had to use it to relieve myself." Carol moaned, her body slumping even more that it already was.

"Oh god that must be what I smell. No matter, here eat it out of this." Becky said and sat the bucket she was carrying on the floor.

Carol must have been starved, she crawled over and grabbed the bucket. Her face already crusted with previous meals. She quickly shoved her head into the bucket and started to eat. A second later, Carol pulled her head out and coughed, her face and hair dripping with the disgusting gruel.

"Oh don't like my cooking? I made it special for you, and if you ever want out of here, you will eat every last bite." Becky spat.

Carol's eyes fell to the floor. She knew what was in the bucket. She wanted to vomit, but the thought of staying in this room one second longer took away any qualms about eating her dinner. With only a moment's hesitation, Carol dropped her head again and started to eat. When she pulled her face from the bucket, her long light brown hair was caked with piss and dog kibbles, but the bucket was empty.

Becky almost swooned at the power she held over Carol. She knelt down beside her and grabbed her nasty chin. "Are you going to be a good slave for your Mistress?" She cooed.

"Yes Mistress." Carol groaned.

* * * * * * * * * *

Taylor and Ash sat on a bed. They both had on sheer pink teddy nighties. They had been in this room for the last several days. The room consisted of a bed, with pink comforters, pink walls with Hello Kitty patterns. The room was made up to look like a little girls room. Both Taylor and Ash had their hair up in pig tails with glitter makeup. To keep from anyone finding them, Ky agreed that she would hide them. However hiding them meant they were locked in the room and for days on end as cam sluts. If they didn't perform as Ky demanded, she would bring in a few boys from the campus and let them fuck the two slaves.

The shows varied from one day to another. One day they were young sisters, obeying every order that came across the internet feed. The next Ky had the slaves at two or more glory holes, sucking cock after cock and fucking them in any hole demanded.

Taylor no longer thought about college, or home, or even about Ash on the bed beside her. She just knew that when the computer monitor came to life, she was to smile, tease and do whatever she was told. They each had vibrators inserted in their pussies and asses, and as the viewers paid, the vibrators buzzed, driving both slaves into orgasm after orgasm all in high definition. They both could hear the cash register ring and could feel the intense vibrations. They more the cash register rang, the less they had to do after the camera's turned off.

Neither slave knew what time it was, or what day it was for that matter. Their whole world was that room. So when Ky walked in and tossed them some clothing, both girls flinched. Taylor and Ash quickly dressed, each had a thin white crop top that barely covered their tits, a pleated black skirt about ten inches long, and 5 inch stiletto heels. There were no panties or bras however.

After the slaves were dressed and cleaned up. Ky hooked a leash to each of their collars, and pulled them out of their room for the first time in days. Taylor briefly thought about running away, but she had no money, no clothes, her car was nowhere to be found, and the threat of all those yellow cards, had her submissively following her Mistress and staring at the floor. Her once proud and commanding personality gone. It was replaced with a cowering slave that only did as she was told.

"Today I have a surprise for you. I am taking you out for lunch. You will do exactly what you're told and if you're good I might reward you and keep the cameras off overnight." Ky barked.

Both slaves nodded, a night without fucking and sucking would be a real treat. It took about twenty minutes before they pulled up to a small hole in the wall restaurant. Ky turned to the slaves and growled. "We are going in and I don't want to hear a peep from either of you. You will sit at the table, pull you skirt up to your waist, and spread your legs. You will then pull the table cloth across your lap and do not cum. If you cum, I will punish you both." Ky said, her voice filled with arousal.

Ash and Taylor both nodded. Neither wanted to be punished. Just being out of the video room was a treat. Right now their only thoughts were to get to the next minute without being fucked or sucking another cock. Ky led the two slaves inside by their leashes. Taylor didn't even look up, she didn't want to know if anyone saw her, or how many men she could potentially be sucking later. Ky pulled them down a short hall and into a semi-private dining room. When Taylor looked up, she gasped when she saw Becky, Ky's mother sitting at the table.

'Oh no not Becky, if she knows about us the whole neighborhood knows.' Taylor thought.

* * * * * * * * * *

Carol was near broken. Her time in the basement nearly broke her spirit. Deep down she prayed someone would be looking for her, but she had no way of knowing if they were. She wasn't even sure how long she was in the room. The only thought going through her mind was not to go back to that awful room. Carol would do anything to stay out of that room. Becky cuffed Carol's hands behind her back and took her upstairs. Carol was filthy and starving. When Becky took her to the backyard, Carol didn't even resist. She stood passively and only squealed when Becky turned on the garden hose to clean her up.

Becky spent almost an hour cleaning up her now passive slave. She watched Carol closely, watching to see if there was any of the dominate woman from a few days ago. But she wanted to make sure. So that evening, she bound Carol a chair right in front of four large screen monitors. Becky locked a wide thick collar around Carol neck, eliminating any possible movement. All Carol could do was watch the monitors, and just to make sure she watched everything, she pushed several pills into Carol's mouth. She knew the amphetamines and ecstasy would make it impossible for her to go to sleep or not get aroused. Becky looked down at her prey, her one time rival, bound to a chair, naked and helpless and smiled.

Becky knew Carol was in a very vulnerable state right now. Her mind and body were weak and it wouldn't take much to break her completely. She walked behind her slave, and over to a computer. She went about punching the keyboard and soon a picture appeared on the screen right in front of Carol. Becky could hear Carol's moans as right in front of her were Ash and Taylor, both naked and obeying every obscene command scrolling on the side of the picture. Suddenly another picture appeared beside the first. This one was a video of Taylor in a men's restroom, naked, on her knees sucking a large cock. Taylor's face was already covered in cum. Surrounding her were several other men, all with their cocks out waiting for their turns. Carol closed her eyes when the vibrator buried in her pussy suddenly sent out an electrical shock.

Becky watched as Carol opened her eyes at the sudden shock. It didn't take Carol long to learn that if she closed her eyes for more than a couple seconds, she was shocked again. Carol started to cry as she was forced to watch as monitor after monitor filled with a different video or webpage. Each filled with her daughters sucking, fucking, and performing every sex act imaginal. Soon Carol's own videos started to appear.

On and on it went, with Carol unable to look away. It wasn't long before the drugs started to take effect and her slave's body started to react to the sexual scenes playing in front of her. Becky watched as Carol's body started to tremble and shake, betraying her. Becky knew that Carol hated every second but her body was soon lost in the lust from watching her and her daughters violated over and over. She smiled and walked out of the room. She would check back later and see how her slave was doing.

Becky did check back on Carol, a few times over the next twelve hours or so. Each time she gave her more pills and changed a few of the videos that played continuously on a loop. Each time Carol was a little more distant, there was no longer any life in her eyes. She looked between Carol's legs at the growing puddle of her fluids coating the chair. By the time she turned everything off over sixteen hours later, Carol was completely comatose and unresponsive.

She walked up to Carol and smacked her twice, once on each cheek.

"WAKE UP SLAVE!!!!" Becky screamed.

"Yes Mistress," Carol whispered her voice weak.

"I OWN YOU!!! YOU ARE MY SLAVE!" Becky screamed again.

"Yes Mistress," Carol answered again.

"I just have one more thing to show you, just in case you might be thinking someone will rescue you. Remember when I said I have all your passwords and have locked you out of everything. Well look at this." Becky said and held up a tablet showing Carol's Facebook page. She watched as Carol struggled to understand what she was seeing. She almost giggled when it finally sank in.

Becky pulled it back and said, "I just want to make sure you understand what you're seeing slave. It says you have left for an extended vacation. You left four days ago on an around the world cruise. You won't be back for at least two months. So for the next two months you are mine. No one will be looking for you. No one will be showing up to rescue you. You will be under my total control. If you think the last few days have been rough, by the time I'm through with you, your life will never be the same again." Becky spat and shut off the tablet. She watched as Carol's entire body seemed to shrink right in front of her. At that moment, Becky knew she had won.

The next few days Becky kept Carol on a short leash. She was never completely free. Her body was always naked and bound in some manner or another. She had Carol crawling from one menial task to another, cleaning the toilets, floors, and servicing her Mistress. Becky also limited her sleep and food intake. She wanted to keep her exhausted and hungry and would only reward her with sex and pain. Becky heard about Taylor's new kink of being a pain slut and wanted to see if mommy was just like her.

Carol had no idea of what day it was as every day melted into the next. The only difference was how Becky humiliated her and what new perversions she tried. With each day another barrier was breeched and Carol fell deeper under Becky's control.

All the while Becky kept her slave on the edge of an orgasm, never letting her get relief. Always pushing her limits and never giving her permission. Always in the background was the threat of "The Room". Carol couldn't fathom being trapped in there for any length of time, let alone for months on end.

Finally there was a change, Becky released Carol from her nightly bondage. She removed the ear buds that constantly transmitted subliminal suggestions to her captive. Over and over, phrase after phrase was pounded into Carol's mind, never giving her a break.

'You are a slut! You love your mistress! You obey your mistress! You love the taste of cum! You love cocks! You love pussy! You love your daughters; you love your daughter's pussies! Never say no to your Mistress!'

Carol tried to resist but the conditioning and the constant videos of her daughters sucking cocks, eating pussies, and having their asses fucked, was having the desired effects. Carol now regularly masturbated to those same videos of her daughters. Even when she had the choice to watch something else.

Carol waited and watched Becky move around the house. This was the first time she was completely free. Becky had even tossed her a thin gauze peasant dress, even though it was almost transparent and she wasn't allowed any underwear, it felt good to be covered.

A few minutes later, Becky walked up to Carol. "Okay slut, today we're going to have some fun. We're going out and I want you on your best behavior. If you fuck up even a little, it's back in the room for a month." Becky threatened. Carol trembled at the thought. She had no idea how long she was in there before, but she knew it wasn't anything close to a month. Just the thought of it left Carol eager to please her Mistress.

"Yes Mistress, I'll be good. I won't cause any problems Mistress." Carol said her head lowered and her eyes locked on Becky's feet.

"I expect nothing less. Now I know you haven't been allowed to cum for a long time. If you're really good, I'll let you cum. But you have to do as you're told." Becky continued.

Carol almost screamed when she heard Becky's words. She had been constantly teased, stroked, edged and fondled for the last several days. To say she was desperate would be an understatement. The only thing on her mind was to do as she was told and earn that chance to cum.

Carol followed Becky out to the car, and for the first time, she wasn't put into the trunk. In fact, she sat in the front seat and wasn't bound. There were a few times at traffic lights where she could have opened the door and ran away, but the thought of running was quickly dismissed. Her mind now conditioned to obey her Mistress.

It took about twenty minutes to arrive at a small restaurant on the outskirts of town. Becky got out and motioned for Carol to follow. Once inside, Becky talked to a man behind the bar and a few moments later, walked down the hall on the right. Carol didn't say a word but followed close behind. At the end of the hall was a semi-private dining room with a long table covered with a white table cloth that extended to the floor. On the left was a fancy video camera with a man standing behind it.

"Oh ignore him or anyone else slut. You don't look at them and just do as you're told." Becky barked. Carol nodded and looked away. Becky turned around and faced Carol. She reached into her large handbag and pulled out a leather collar. She showed Carol the collar and giggled when Carol gasped when she saw the tag dangling from a ring.

"Owned Slave" on one side, "Cum slut" on the other.

"Now here is the deal, you're going under the table, naked. In a few minutes, you're going to get a chance to see Taylor and Ash. You're not only seeing them, you're going to eat their pussies. Only they won't know it's you under the table. You will make each of them cum using only your tongue and fingers. You have 15 minutes to finish both of them. If you do it, you will get to cum and Ash and Taylor will be doing it." Becky explained.

"If you don't, you will be put in the room for a month." Becky continued.

Carol listened to Becky's instructions. She heard Taylor, Ash, eat pussy, cum, everything else melted into nothingness.

"Yes Mistress," she answered her body already feeling her arousal building. After watching hours and hours of videos of her daughters having all manner of perverted sex, they weren't her children any longer but images burned into her brain. She loved her daughters. She loved their pussies. She obeys her Mistress. Carol slipped the thin dress off her shoulders and dropped it to the floor. She didn't think twice about being nude in public. Her world at this moment was that ten foot by ten foot area surrounding the long table covered with the white table cloth. A few seconds later, without a word, she dropped to her knees and crawled under the table. Becky smiled at her slave crawling naked under the table. Her face flushed with excitement. Becky turned and walked to the far side of the table and sat down.

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Ash and Taylor were led into the backroom at the hole in the wall restaurant. Neither of them looked around nor spoke. Their only thoughts were to obey instructions and that their mom would be here to rescue them. 

As they entered the room, both noticed a man with an expensive camera pointing at them, however neither said anything but followed Ky. A couple seconds later, Ky pointed at two chairs on the nearest side of the table. Ash was the first to sit down, pulling her short skirt up, spreading her legs and covered her lower body with the table cloth. Taylor soon followed suit as both sat at the table looking directly in front of them. 

"Okay slaves, just to remind you not to cum. It you can keep from an orgasm, no cocks tonight. However if you cum, I'm taking you to the biggest frat party and you will be sucking, fucking and eating every cock and pussy on campus." Ky barked. 

Both Ash and Taylor trembled at the thought and nodded they understood. 

* * * * * * * * * * 

Carol heard the door open from under the table. She wasn't sure, but she assumed it was her daughters. Listening closely, she heard Ky bark her instructions and moaned. She had to make them cum, but if she did, she would send her daughters to a massive gang bang with them being totally filled. 

Carol was left with a very difficult decision, eat her daughters to an orgasm, and send them to be fucked by an unknown number of cocks. Or don't make them cum and end up in 'the room'. She knelt under the table and trembled. The very thought of the room, was the most frightening thing she could think of, but sending her daughters to a gang bang was almost as bad. 

A few moments later, she watched as Ash sat down in front of her and covered her lower body. Taylor soon followed and now she had to make a decision. It was when Becky sitting behind her kicked her that Carol made her decision. There was no way she could survive in the room for a month. Slowly she crawled between Ash's legs and caressed her inner thighs with her fingers. 

She felt Ash tremble from her touch, and quickly followed her fingers with her tongue licking, sucking and nibbling just below Ash's now glistening pussy. Carol hesitated for a second, she was about to commit incest and eat out her youngest daughter. She was having trouble catching her breath, but the fear of the room pushed her over the edge. She slowly moved up and lightly licked Ash's lower lips. She hated every second but deep down she knew she had no other choice. 

What surprised Carol, was how sweet her youngest tasted. With the barrier not just broken but shattered, Carol dove into Ash's pussy with a vengeance. With each lick or nibble, she could feel Ash tremble. After eating Becky's friends pussies over and over that last couple weeks, she knew her way around a woman's most private area. She also knew when a pussy was about to cum. 

Carol had only been licking for a couple minutes and could tell Ash was right on the edge. For some reason, Carol's brain justified that if she was going to make her daughter cum, she wanted to make it memorable. She worked to bring Ash to the edge over and over again for the next few minutes, before shoving two fingers deep inside her and attacking her "G" spot. She knew that Ash was consumed with lust as she was roughly pushing her pussy into Carol's face. 

Carol knew she needed to finish her daughter quickly, bringing her other hand to up to Ash's ass and caressed her brown star. She had watched Ash take cock after cock up her ass and knew her daughter loved being ass fucked, pushed two fingers deep inside her youngest daughter's ass. Now with two fingers buried in each hole, she moved her mouth to Ash's pleasure button, sucked it in her mouth and bit. Ash's body reacted immediately, her muscles convulsing and loud groans coming from above. It was only seconds later, Carol was rewarded with her first mouthful of Ash's cum. 

Carol's body reacted to the perverted situation of eating her daughter and when Ash climaxed, it was all she could do to keep from orgasming herself. Carol kept licking and nibbling driving Ash's orgasm higher, until Ash suddenly pulled away and out of sight. 

Carol wasn't sure how long it took to bring Ash off, but if Taylor was anything like her sister, she knew it wouldn't take long to bring her off too. She slid down the table and slipped between Taylor's legs. She did as she did with Ash, but was surprised when she didn't feel any reaction. No longer faced with a decision, she dove into her oldest daughter's core and licked from her ass to her clit. Although she could hear her moan, she could tell Taylor wasn't even close to having a climax. Carol doubled her efforts but it wasn't enough. 

She pulled back a bit and pushed Taylor's legs further apart. Taking her right hand and sliding it up Taylor's legs and inserted two fingers. The effect was immediate and Taylor shivered when the fingers pushed deep inside her. Carol leaned forward and sucked Taylor's clit in her mouth. 

Carol kept fucking Taylor's pussy with her fingers, and sucking her clit, but couldn't push her over the edge. She was now getting worried that she wouldn't be able to complete her task before time expired. She knew she had to do something and added another finger, followed soon after with a fourth. Carol was now rapidly fucking her oldest daughter cunt with four fingers, pushing deep inside Taylor. Carol was starting to panic as Taylor didn't seem any closer to a climax. She was desperate and folded her thumb into her palm and pushed. She heard a scream above her as her hand slid deep inside Taylor's core. 

Carol's hand was now buried up to her wrist inside her oldest daughter. She pulled back and twisted. She could hear Taylor grunt above her with each push, but wasn't sure if she was about to cum. As a last resort, she sucked Taylor's clit into her mouth and clamped down with her teeth. 

* * * * * * * * * * 

Ash was in another world, when she orgasmed. She knew she had failed her Mistress's demands, but whoever was under the table really knew what they were doing. The massive orgasm, sapped her strength as she sat back from the table to watch Taylor and the mystery tongue do it's magic. 

Ash had no idea her mother was under the table, and didn't know of the time limit she was under. As her mind cleared she watched Taylor closely. After being in the same room for days on end and knowing her as she did, Ash knew Taylor wasn't even close to a climax. She was proud of her sister until Ky leaned in and whispered in her ear. 

"You know if Taylor doesn't cum, it will be only you fucking and sucking countless cocks and pussies. You know Taylors is a pain slut, if you don't want to go it alone, you might want to help." Ky whispered and handed Ash a crop. 

Ash looked at the crop and nodded. She knew her mistress was right. Unless Taylor climaxed, she was going to be fucked by scores of men and women alone. If nothing else Taylor helping would make it somewhat easier. Ash slowly stood and stepped behind Taylor. Looking down at her sister, she waited for a few moments before she pulled her hand back. Just before she brought her hand and the crop down on her tits, Taylor screamed. 

Ash didn't know what had changed but something had. She relaxed for a couple of seconds and watched as Taylor was now grunting as if she was being fucked with a large cock. She knew the Taylor was right on the edge and it would take only a small nudge to push her over. Raising her hand again, she brought down the crop right on Taylor's right nipple. Again Taylor screamed and grunted at the same time. Without hesitation, she brought her hand back and did it again only this time on Taylor's left nipple. A second later, Taylor's body stiffened and her chest started to convulse. Ash knew that her sister was in the midst of an orgasm. She smiled and looked up at Becky on the other side of the table. 

She watched as Becky grabbed the table cloth and slowly pulled it to her. Ash looked down at the table to see who was there, and agonizingly slow, a woman was exposed. Just before the face was completely exposed, Ky leaned in and whispered in Ash's ear. 

"There will be no rescue. Your mother won't be saving you. You are my slave." Ky breathed. 

Ash looked down again as Becky held the cloth in triumph. A second later, Ash's face turned white. Between Taylor's legs, with her mouth clamped on Taylor's clit was her mother, fisting Taylor. 

Ash didn't remember falling to the floor, her mind just comprehending what was now forever burned into her brain. It was their own mother that had made both of them to climax. She looked over at Ky standing a few feet off to the side. Ash was defeated. There was no way out now. Their mother was a slave too. As Ash's eyes drifted to Ky's hands, she saw her holding a large set of chains with a thick metal ring attached. Ky didn't say a word but crooked a finger beckoning Ash to crawl over. With no longer any hope, Ash crawled to her Mistress and hung her head. She felt Ky wrap the ring around her neck and close it tightly. A second later Ash felt Ky lock it in place. 

* * * * * * * * * * * 

Taylor watched as Ash started to moan next to her. Both had been edged, teased and vibrated to edge of insanity over the last several days. She knew if Ash was as aroused as she was, it wouldn't take long. Ash's favorite way to cum was being fucked in her ass, but she also knew her sister after being denied for so long, it wouldn't take much to push her over the edge. It wasn't more than five minutes later before Ash exploded. She felt a moment of sorrow for her sister. Being a fuck slut at a frat party was scary. She knew there was no way she was going to cum. Besides after her Mistress's conditioning, she hadn't cum without pain for a long time. She wondered if she could cum without pain. 

Taylor felt something move between her legs. The light touches tickled more than excited her. It wasn't long before she felt a tongue lick her as and drift straight up to her clit. She moaned but quietly. For the next few minutes, Taylor enjoyed the mysterious tongue licking and nibbling at her sex, but she was no closer to a climax. 

It wasn't until the tongue was replaced with fingers. Taylor gasped as soon as they entered. She was much closer now but not in danger. "OH GOD" she whispered when the unknown person added another finger followed by a forth. 

Taylor was openly groaning and moaning as her body was starting to betray her and now she was on the verge. But she was determined to not orgasm. The thought of servicing dozens of horny college boys sent shivers up her spine. 

Taylor was concentrating on not showing her excitement but suddenly she felt something huge shove up deep inside her. She screamed and gasped for breath but before she could recover, and sharp pain exploded from her right breast. 

Taylor was taken completely by surprise by the pain, when the second blow hit. The pain shot straight to her pussy which was now being pummeled with what Taylor now realized was a fist. She gasped for breath and tried to fight to remain in control, when suddenly her clit sent a shot of pain and breaking the dam. Taylor's eyes closed and her body shook, every muscle alternated between contracting and releasing. So consumed by the orgasm, she didn't even notice the table cloth moving. 

All Taylor knew was the fist was still inside her pushing her orgasm even higher. When the fist finally stopped, Taylor slowly opened her eyes only to see her own mother pulling her arm out of the pussy. Her mind was having trouble believing her eyes. Her one hope of ever escaping Ky was on her knees, naked, fucking her with her arm and licking her pussy. 

"OH GOD NOOOOOOOO... PLEASE GOD NOOOOOOO..." she wailed. 

The entire room fell silent as Taylor burst out in hysterics. Her mind fracturing and splitting. She fell off the chair and looked over at Ky and Ash kneeling beside her. Ash had a large thick heavy looking steel collar wrapped around her neck. From the collar dropped huge chains, going down her body to her arms and ankles. Taylor's mind followed the leash up to Ky's hand. Taylor exhaled and looked at Ky's other hand. In it was another collar with chains dropping to the floor. 

She was no longer Taylor Smith, queen of the college. She was Slut Slave the cam whore for her Mistress Ky. Slowly raising off the floor, she started to crawl towards total submission, when she looked at her Mistress again. 

With just a flip of her finger, Taylor dropped to the floor and slithered across the floor on her belly. This is the proper way to greet her Mistress. 

Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of her mother, at Becky's feet, licking her shoes and begging to be allowed to cum. She looked away as her vision was blurred with tears. 

Taylor reached Ky's shoes, but before she could lick them, her Mistress grabbed an handful of hair and pulled her to her knees. 

"I told you no one is coming to rescue you. NO. ONE!" Ky growled looking down at the cowering slave. "I OWN YOU!" She barked scowling down at her slave. 

Taylor watched as her Mistress reached out and held the thick, heavy, metal collar right in front of Taylor's face. 

She knew the significance of what it meant. If she took the collar and put it on, she was giving herself to Ky. There would be no going back. If Ky put it on, it wouldn't be her surrendering. Taylor looked at the collar. She looked across Ky's body to Ash kneeling beside her. Her head lowered. She again looked across the room to her mother and Becky and gasped. Her mom was already shackled and humping Becky's leg. 

"Go on slave. Put on the collar. You've already surrendered. You surrendered a long time ago. I just eliminated your only way out. You have nowhere to go. Your mother and sister have already given up. Take the collar and put it around your neck. " 

YOU ARE A SLAVE!" Ky spat. "YOU ARE MINE AND YOU KNOW IT!" 

Taylor had no resistance left. Her entire family were on their knees and chained. She reached out and took the collar, it was almost a half an inch thick, and three inches wide and very heavy. She held it up to her neck and slowly wrapped it around her neck. A second later, she felt a heavy lock secure it. With the click of a lock, Taylor was a slave. 

The three slaves knelt beside their mistresses and waited. Taylor and Ash didn't say a word. Life hadn't changed despite being outside the cam room they had been locked in for the last several days. It was more of the same, cameras, sex, and submission. Only now it included their mother and there was truly no escape. 

Taylor looked across the room at her mother. She was still shackled and humping Becky's leg. The evil laughs coming from Becky sent daggers into her heart. If she hadn't made that stupid bet none of this would have happened. Even though things had changed drastically, Taylor held out some hope that someone, anyone would come looking for them. It was then she felt a tug on her leash. Without looking, she followed her Mistress over beside Mistress Becky and her mother. 

Taylor struggled with the heavy chains locking up her body. They were so heavy it felt like she was dragging the world behind her, and every second it felt even heavier. Soon all three slaves were lined up on their knees. None of them looked at the others. Taylor had never felt so humiliated before. This was all her fault. 

* * * * * * * * * 

Ash's mind had shut down after seeing her mom fisting and eating Taylor. Despite everything that had happened, in the back of her mind she knew when her mom found out about what was happening she would fix it. She would save them. Now seeing her under the table, licking Taylor's cum from her arm, she know all was lost. 

When Ky wrapped the heavy steel collar around her neck and snapped the lock in place, it felt like a heavy steel ball was now attached. Her head lowered by the weight she looked at the ground. Ash's mind was hardly functioning. She looked at her sister crawling on her belly to their Mistress. She knew that the Taylor crawling across the floor wasn't the same Taylor from only a few weeks ago. She had been fundamentally changed. She no longer dominated a room when she entered. She hardly looked into anyone's eyes any longer. The constant degradation, sex, punishments had broken her. But what surprised Ash was how her big sister now embraced her new status as a slave to Ky. 

Ash continued to watch as Taylor took the heavy steel collar and locked it around her own neck. Even Ash realized with that simple gesture, Taylor had voluntarily surrendered to being a slave. Ash wanted to resist but looking at Taylor surrender, and her mother begging Mistress Becky to cum while humping her leg, eliminated the thought. 

She thought back over the last couple weeks, with her and Taylor in their room and on the webcam. The things they were told to do and what would have been unthinkable was now commonplace. True when allowed to climax, it was the most intense thing she had ever experienced. She craved those climaxes. However thinking back it hit her that she didn't remember when she climaxed from vaginal sex. All her orgasms came from anal sex. Actually anything anal, whether it's her ass being fucked or her licking another's ass. It dawned on her that Mistress Ky had trained both Taylor as a pain slut, and her as an anal slut. 

She knelt there waiting for her Mistress to tell her what to do. When she felt the pull of the leash, she crawled beside her slave sister and lined up next to Taylor and Carol. 

* * * * * * * * 

"Slaves, PAY ATTENTION!" Ky barked. 

All three jumped at the sudden demand. 

"So let me explain some things so you all know what has and will happen. Firstly, there is no escape. My mother has taken over all your finances, social media accounts, passwords, and even remodeled your home. You have nothing, you own nothing, and you are totally dependent on me and mother for anything and everything." Ky gushed, not even trying to hide the joy in her voice. 

"Just so you know, everyone at home thinks slut slave Carol is off on a world cruise and won't be home for at least two more months. By that time we will change her message on Facebook telling the world she found true love in Greece or somewhere on the other side of the world, and you two will join her." She continued. 

Both Taylor and Ash visibly cringed and slumped. Ash almost collapsed to the floor and if it hadn't been for Taylor grabbing her arm, she would have. 

Becky and Ky laughed as they watched their slaves react to Ky's statements. 

"Oh don't worry, we're not selling you off to some sheik in the Middle East that is unless you piss us off. Eventually we are going to send you to a special clinic. One that specializes in body modifications and plastic surgery. We certainly don't want to have anyone recognize you if we have you serving at one of our parties. We not serving exactly, but fucking all your neighbors, landscapers, servants, and anyone else we demand. Oh and don't worry about where you're going to live after we sell your home. We have already arranged for a nice single room apartment where you will work to earn your keep." 

[hirarandi]

Taylor felt a tear run down her cheek as each word cut a little deeper and feeling less than human. She looked to her right and Ash was crying uncontrollably, and to her left at her mother staring into space in shock. 

"Mistress, may I speak?" Taylor asked. 

"What is it slave." Ky growled. 

"Mistress, please I'm begging you. I know our families have been rivals forever, but please stop. You've won. We can't fight you and we can't tell anyone. You are in control and we know that. But please stop. We won't resist or fight back. Your victory is complete and total. We will move away and you will never see us again, but please this has gone on long enough." Taylor begged. 

Ky leaned forward and grabbed Taylor's chin. "Open your mouth slave." She demanded 

Taylor didn't hesitate and quickly opened her mouth wide. Ky smiled down at her, cleared her throat and spit into Taylor's open mouth. 

"That's what I have to say to your begging. Our victory isn't complete until we have all three of you fucking and sucking any cock, pussy and selling your asses on the street." 

Taylor's head dropped as she felt her Mistress's spit slide down her throat. "Yes Mistress," She whispered. 

"Now until we finish making all the arrangements, we still have to punish you for not obeying orders. Both you and Ash orgasmed without permission. We will be taking you over to the Sig's house for their annual fall party. You both will be serving their guests in any way they wish." 

Now mommy here has a different punishment coming. Her orders were to make you both orgasm in fifteen minutes. She was oh so close to doing that, when you, Taylor, held out at the end. It took her fifteen minutes and ten seconds." Ky announced. 

At that moment, Taylor heard a scream come from her mother. Carol collapsed to the floor and crawled over to Becky's feet. She licked and hugged her feet and ankles crying uncontrollably. 

Taylor knelt there in shock. She didn't know what was happening until Becky spoke. 

"Oh you poor slave. You know what that means don't you?" She asked at the cowering slave wrapped around her ankles. "Of course you do. You didn't do as I demanded and now you are going into your special room at home." She continued 

"OH GOD PLEASE MISTRESS DON'T SEND ME TO THAT ROOM. PLEASE MISTRESS I WILL DO AS YOU DEMAND. I WON'T FAIL YOU AGAIN. PLEASE MISTRESS HAVE MERCY." Carol begged and pleaded. 

Both Taylor and Ash stared at their mother. They had no clue why she was so frightened about that room. All they knew was it must be terrible. 

"You will do anything regardless, however, seeing as you are here and not at home, I'll give you another chance to make it up to me. Your girls will be servicing most of the men and some of the women on campus tonight. It's their going away present to Hampton. Because most guys don't like sloppy, messy, nasty holes, I want you to be the cleanup maid tonight. Your job will be to clean any cum dripping out of their slut holes, or off their bodies. You will also clean any cock when it finishes. If you do a good job, I will suspend your punishment. That is I will suspend it until you screw up again. Then it's straight to the room." Becky gushed. Having such total control over her lifelong rival was so fulfilling she almost climaxed. 

Taylor gasped when she saw and heard her mother thank her Mistress over and over still kissing and licking her shoes. A shiver went up her spine at the thought of what might be in that room that affected her once strong mother so much. 

"Hey Ky, I did promise my slave here she could cum if she got her daughters off. But I told her it would only be with them." 

"Oh no problem, we have the cameras already here and paid for, we might as well use them." Ky giggled. "Ash, crawl over and plant your tongue between your mom's cheeks. I want to hear her moaning and loudly as you shove your tongue up her ass." Ky barked at her. She looked over at Taylor and continued, "You slave, get her pussy. Let's see how deep you can push your tongue, or maybe your fist." Ky gushed, with a huge smile on her face. 

Neither Ash or Taylor hesitated, both quickly crawled to their mother. Ash quickly burying her face between Carol's cheeks, and Taylor literally attacking her mother cunt. Carol was practically delirious as her body took over relishing her daughters' talented tongues and fingers. 

Taylor knew what she was doing was perverted and illegal, but that didn't matter. Her Mistress told her to do something she had to do it. Things were bad enough, but she had learned that Ky had a very devious imagination. Things could always get worse. Just witnessing her mother's reaction to 'The Room' was scary enough. Her mom was the strongest woman she knew. To see her beg to do anything to not go back there was defiantly in her mind. 

For the next several minutes, Taylor's mind shut down. Her concentration was on one thing and one thing only. Making her mother cum as many times as she could, until her Mistress told her to stop. This was her life now, mindlessly obeying her ex-rival and now owner's every order. 

Taylor had moved Carol over to the table. She pushed her onto her back, lifting her legs almost to her tits. "Hold your legs slut!" Taylor barked shocking even herself. She looked into her mother's surprised eyes and smiled. She could feel her slut mother relax and grab her thighs and pull them even closer to her tits. 

Before Taylor could react, Ash jumped in front of her and shoved her tongue deep in her mother's rear crevice. She smiled as she dropped to her knees and did the same to Carol's dripping pussy. One thing was certain, both Taylor and Ash knew their way around a pussy. It took only a few minutes before Carol was writhing on the table, rapidly losing muscle control. 

The sheer amount of liquid squirting out of Carol's pussy took both sisters by surprise. It hit Taylor's face with such force it caused her to choke. Taylor's head dropped from the surprise and getting a face full of Carol's juices. Ash directly below Taylor's face, was soon rewarded with her own bath. Taylor tried to gain control clamped her mouth over Carol's still squirting pussy, drank as much as she could. Finally she just sat up and let the remaining shots land on her chest, coating her tits. 

* * * * * * * * * 

Ky sat next to her mother, across the room from their slaves, and watched closely. Their cameramen were capturing every second of the incestuous threesome. She leaned over and whispered in Becky's ear. "Did you ever think you would see this?" She giggled. 

Becky flushed and unconsciously massaged her right breast. "Oh god no. I can't believe she's my slave. God I want to grab the leash and walk her down Main Street back home. Maybe soon but I want to break them completely. They're close now." Becky breathed heavily, clearly aroused. "I want them to beg me to display them to the world. That's what I want." She finished and sat back. 

Ky nodded and looked back at the slaves. Now Taylor was sucking Carol's clit, her whole hand buried deep in her pussy. It was difficult to see, but it appeared like Ash was trying to do the same the Carol's ass. She smiled and looked at the cameras surrounding the mother and daughters. It was even better that the family resemblance was apparent. They were going to make a fortune on the video. The girls cam feed was already doing five grand a week. Adding a new video with the mother the sales would skyrocket. 

When Ky saw the Ash had finally managed to get her hand deep inside her mother's rectum and Carol screaming incoherently she stood up and motioned the cameramen to stop recording. "Alright slaves, stop. You've had your fun, we need to get going." Ky announced. Both Taylor and Ash quickly pulled their hands out of their mother's orifices. Neither hesitated to clean their own arms. Both being very thorough and not missing an inch. 

Becky and Ky each grabbed their slave's leashes and headed for the door. Next stop the Sig house. It was time to get ready for the party.

[hirarandi]

The slaves didn't speak all the way to the Sig's house. Each apparently lost in their own thoughts. Taylor's mind was scrambled and her body on fire after molesting her own mother. She knew that what she did was perverted, but the same could be said for Ash and mom. It was when Ky yelled to stop, and she pulled her arm out of mom's gaping cunt, did she notice the cameramen videoing everything. 

But it didn't shock her, everything Ky had her do was always videoed. She jumped when she heard a dog bark when the van they were riding in parked behind the frat house. She wasn't sure what to expect as her Mistress was always pushing them into deeper perversions. 

However once they were pulled out of the van, she saw it was a neighbor's dog and she breathed a sigh of relief. Ky and Becky grabbed their leashes and quickly pulled them into the back of the frat house and down to the basement. Taylor never looked anywhere but at Ky's feet. She didn't want to know who was there or how many. It didn't matter anyways as she knew she would find out soon enough. 

When they reached the bottom of the stairs, Ky barked, "on your knees slaves!" 

Immediately all three dropped to their knees and bowed their heads. They knew the drill, the positions, and what not to do. 

Taylor didn't look at them, but she knew Ash and Mom were kneeling just like her. Ky moved over and towered over Taylor. 

"Well slave, not so high and mighty now are you?" She sneered. "And mommy and sissy too. When you fuck up you really fuck up. You know you single handedly destroyed your entire family. Letting your ego take over your mind and look what you've done." Ky spat, practically spitting in Taylor face. 

Taylor could see the venom pouring out of every cell of Ky's body. For the first time Taylor felt real fear. Being a slave to her was scary, but Taylor was seeing a side of Ky that no one had ever seen before. Up to now it had been humiliation, and perverted sex. She knew she could survive with that. Not that she wanted to be a slave, but now she was afraid of being hurt. Really hurt! Taylor visibly shook cowering in front of her Mistress. 

"Yes Mistress, I was stupid, nasty, and mean. Now I'm a whore. I deserve to be your slave. God yes I know I destroyed my family. Please Mistress punish this slave. I deserve it. My sister and mother can serve you both. Just punish me." Taylor pleaded. Right now she wasn't sure what would happen, but she got them into this, she will take the brunt of the punishment. 

Ky smiled down at her. Taylor could see the wheels turning in Mistress Ky's head. Another shiver went up her spine. 

"Oh yeah I'm going to punish you. You are going to pay for all your sins." Ky giggled. "But first we have some business to conduct. Your punishments will come. Now all three of you listen up. Here are your rules for tonight. 

1. You are fuck slaves. You fuck and suck anything offered anyway they want. 
   
   
   
2. Momma slave will deliver the cocks, put them in the appropriate hole. She will get the cocks ready for their turn, and clean up afterwards. 
   
   
   
3. Ass I mean Ash, just to make your night, you get three ass fucks to every one pussy fuck. Unless the lines are backed up. Then all holes are available. 
   
   
   
4. Tay slave, all your holes are available, the customer is always right. 
   
   
   
5. You will get ten minutes every hour to refresh yourself. 
   
   
   
6. It ends when there are no more cocks to service. 
   
   
   
7. Each customer will pay $.25 per turn. There will be a bowl to collect it nearby. 
   
   
   
8. The chains stay on all the time. You are objects now and still need training." 
   
   

As Ky spoke, Taylor heard gasps and moans beside her. She never moved her eyes from her Mistress. Her concentration was completely on her sucking in each word and memorizing them. Nothing more was said as Taylor followed behind her Mistress and crawled into the next room. 

The room was fairly large, maybe 20 X 20. There wasn't much in the way of furniture, just two weight lifting benches, padded. Only these were different. At one end was a cutout about the size of a head. On either side were two vertical bars. They appeared to be bars to hold weights. At the other end was a similar arrangement but no cut out. On each bar were a couple straps, as well as on the legs of the bench. Taylor's imagination was going crazy. "Oh god what is going to happen to me?" She exclaimed to herself. 

Two minutes later, she and Ash were being strapped to the bench. Taylor on her back, Ash on her belly. Both of their legs were secured either to the bars or the legs of the bench. Neither could move much, but their bodies were completely available. Becky had her slave lick her fellow slaves to get them aroused and lubricated. She even allowed her to use lube on their asses and loosen them up a bit. 

By that time the first customers entered the room. Ky turned to them and smiled. "Welcome, I'm sure my slaves will make you happy. I'd like to introduce my family of slut slaves. Kneeling on the floor is Mother Slut Carol. Strapped to the benches are Pain Slut Taylor, and Ass Slut Ash." She paused for dramatic effect and continued. "You see Mother Slut Carol is going to get you ready, then deliver you to one of her daughters. She will also guide you to the hole of your preference. Once you've finished, she will clean you up. All for twenty five cents, please deposit your quarter in the appropriate bowl." Ky stopped and waited to see what were their reactions. She was pleased when one of the guys turned and ran up the stairs yelling. 

Taylor listened at what was about to happen. A tear ran down her cheek. For the first time, she felt dead inside. This was her life now, a slut for her Mistress, a whore. 

Taylor zoned out and hardly noticed when a cock was shoved deep inside her. A second later, someone grabbed her head, pushed it down and filled her mouth with his cock. She could feel each cock piston in and out of her body. Yes she felt it, yes she knew she was being fucked and sucking a cock. But she might as well have been watching TV at home. Thank god for mom working in her before this started. After the last few weeks, fucking and sucking alone did nothing for her. She needed pain to push her over the edge. A few seconds later, both shot their loads inside her. She swallowed their seed, and seconds later, she felt her mother's tongue cleaning her pussy. She took the minute's break to look around the room, only to see Ash's ass being pounded by a large fat frat boy. Another was fucking her face. Looking to the side, she gasped as there must have been twenty young men standing to the side. She looked again, and could see more out in the hall. Closing her eyes, she leaned her head back into the cutout and opened her mouth. Two seconds later, it was filled as well as her pussy. 

There was nothing romantic or erotic about this. This was sexual abuse to the nth degree. Taylor's mind shut down about the third round. By the ninth round, she was almost comatose. By the fifteenth, Ky and Becky shut it down and pushed the remaining frats out of the room. They released the slaves and pulled them to a bathroom down the hall. For the next half hour, they showered and gave the slaves a vinegar douche. The slaves were given some water and a little food. The three slaves were just coming around, when they were led back to the room to start again for round two. 

* * * * * * * * * * 

Nicole sat in the back of the van. Her mother sitting on the opposite side. The van was empty except for a laptop connected to a buttonhole camera hidden in Nicole's dress. It was almost time for Nicole to crash the party. She was nervous about seeing Ky again. The last person she ever wanted to see again was her. But after Holly told her contacts in the security officer department what was happening, they told her they needed to get some hard evidence first, before they could move on it. Something concrete, like prostitution, money laundering, extortion, or any other crimes. Unless they had that they really couldn't do much. It was a campus after all. Sex is rampant on college campuses. 

You see, when Holly, Nicole's mother came and picked her up, she was totally flabbergasted at what was going on. It took everything she had to not attack Ky when she and Nicole went to talk to her. But Ky was prepared when they showed up. She already had videos queued up showing Nicole sucking cock after cock. When Holly asked her to shut them off, Ky simply queued up more videos only this time showing Nicole taking cock after cock up her ass and pussy. When Ky finally stopped, Holly asked what it would take to get Nicole out. 

Ky took both by surprise when she told them, that they could leave at any time, but they were never to return or say a word to anyone. If they did, everything would be released to all their friends, coworkers, family and the internet. 

Holly and Nicole quickly agreed and left the college, vowing never to return. However all the way home, Holly stewed, and soon yelled, screamed and vowed to get the bitches back. Over the next week or so, after learning she needed proof, she managed to use her contacts to arrange equipment that, if the plan worked, she would have the proof she needed. 

The problem was the plan involved Nicole going back to the college and visit. They knew of the party, and had heard the rumors about sluts in the basement. No one knew who the sluts would be but Holly assumed it was Taylor and Ash. She didn't know about Carol yet. However, her friends in the department, told her that if what she said was true and could prove it, they would arrest Ky and her mother and keep Nicole's videos out of the press. 

That was all the assurances she needed. Now Nicole was about to enter the frat house and try to get Ky to incriminate herself on video and get out alive or at least no worse than she now was. She glanced at her mom as she was fiddling with the computer, making sure the feed from her camera was perfect. 

Nicole wanted to tell her to quit and go home. The entire experience with Ky and her friends had changed her in ways she never expected. Since leaving, her mind and body were different. Even her dreams had changed. Each morning she woke her body covered in sweat and her pussy on fire. She really didn't remember the specifics of the dreams, but they all were very erotic and always involved drinking or being covered in cum. She shivered at the thought and stepped out of the van. 

She slowly walked up the front walk of the frat house. The party had been going on for hours and there were hundreds of people all over the place. She kept her head down, hoping no one would recognize her and hand her a yellow card. Nicole had no idea what she would do if that happened. 

However, almost everyone she passed was drunk or in their own world and hardly looked at the pretty co-ed walking past. When she got to the front door, she paused and took a deep breath. Only a few weeks ago, it was her, Taylor and Ash servicing boy after boy and several women side by side. She had escaped but now she was walking back into the hell she had just left. 

'Oh please let me get what we need and get out.' She prayed silently to herself, as she turned the knob and stepped inside. 

The crowd was even worse inside the house. It was wall to wall people all with drinks in their hands, loud music and lots of noise. Nicole kept her head down and worked her way to the middle of the house, trying to figure out where her friends might be. Finally she decided she needed a drink and made her way to one of the many kegs. As expected, there were a few boys in line and as she waited her turn, she heard what she needed. 

"James, you been downstairs yet?" One boy asked. 

"Naw not yet, I heard its pretty wild." James answered. 

"I went down there about an hour ago, there must have been twenty guys in line. Do you remember the slut handcuffed to the flag pole a few weeks ago?" The first boy asked. 

"Oh the one who had the painted bikini? She was on the track team wasn't she? I heard she's a real slut and will suck anyone off if you give her a quarter." James answered 

"Well it's her, her sister, and her mother too. The whole family are whores. Mom is sucking everyone hard and pushing their cocks in her daughter pussies then licking them clean afterwards. How sick is that." Both boys laughed and walked away. Nicole just stood there in shock. She wanted to run away as fast as possible, when her phone vibrated. 

"Hello mom, what do you ..." She tried to ask but was interrupted. 

"You heard them, get downstairs now. I'm sure Ky is down there with them. Is it true about Carol?" Holly asked. 

"Mom how am I supposed to know. You heard what I heard. Mom I want out of here. Please can't we go home?" Nicole pleaded. 

"No. Absolutely not, now get downstairs and get the proof we need." Holly answered and ended the call. 

Nicole slowly made her way to the center hallway. She figured that was where the stairs were leading to the basement. When she got there, she gasped, there was a line in the hallway leading to the stairs. At first she started to get in line, but after a few seconds, pushed her way past all the young studs in line. She heard several comments about waiting her turn or asking if she was a reinforcement and if she was a whore too, but she ignored them and walked down the stairs and followed the line to the room. 

Nicole stood outside the room where all the action was she assumed. She couldn't see in because of all the boys standing in her way. Something inside her told her to run, not walk away, but she had to see her friends. She prayed it wasn't as bad as it looked from the hallway. Finally after a few moments, she took a breath to calm her nerves and pushed past the men blocking her way and slipped inside the room. 

What caught her attention first was everything happening in the middle of the room. Ash and Taylor were bound to benches. Both were being fucked in either their ass or pussy while a cock was shoved down their throats. Nicole couldn't look away, her mind watching the four men pound her friends. She watched when one of the men, screamed out he was coming and pulled his cock out of Ash's ass spraying his seed all over her hips. 

Nicole couldn't look away as his cum slid down her hips and dripped on the floor. Unconsciously she licked her lips looking at the puddle forming below Ash. That was when she noticed Carol, lead two more men up to Ash with her hands holding their rock hard cocks. Just as they reached Ash, Carol dropped to her knees and shoved her tongue deep inside Ash's ass lapping up the last deposit and drinking it down. 

Despite wanting to run out, her legs wouldn't function. She stood there mesmerized and almost drooling. She watched as Carol finished cleaning her daughter's ass and dropped to the floor and licked up the puddle. 

"Well slave, I see you couldn't stay away." Broke the spell as Nicole jumped and found Ky standing beside her. "I told you not to come back. Now your ass is mine." Ky continued as she slipped her hand up to Nicole's neck. 

Nicole wanted to run as fast as she could to leave, but when Ky untied the halter top to her dress and it fell to the floor. It left Nicole naked except for her panties in a room full of horny college boys. 

"Surprised seeing Carol serving me? She is just as much a slut slave as her daughters. And now you're going to join them." Ky said leaning in close to Nicole. "I know your fetish. I've watched your videos and I know you love cum. Look at Carol. She's covered with it. You wish it was you don't you?" Ky cooed as her hand slipped down to Nicole's tits and pinched her left nipple. 

"OOOHHH GGGOOODDD," was all she could say. Her mind slipping back to only a few weeks ago before her mother rescued her. Her mind was already visualizing her licking up the boy's cum coating her friends and dripping out of their whore asses and pussies. 

Ky slipped her hand to Nicole's chin and turned her head to look at her. She wanted Nicole's complete attention. "You are mine, I own you and deep down you love it. Now take this collar, put it on and greet me like the slave you are!" Ky demanded. 

She looked down at the glistening collar in Ky's hand. Just the sight of it made her knees go weak. Her mind was screaming to turn and walk away, but her hands weren't listening as they slowly reached out and took it from Ky's grasp. 

She looked back up at Ky and her evil grin. She wanted to drop it on the ground but instead her body was once again betraying her as she felt it lock around her neck. The click sounded like a jail cell door clanging shut, locking her away and eliminating any resistance. She dropped her head as her knees gave way as she dropped to the floor. Her body not stopping until she was on her stomach, the exact way Ky demanded each morning. Nicole slithered the short distance to Ky's feet and licked her shoes. She had never felt so helpless and out of control before. Five minutes before, she was free. Now she was on her stomach and licking her Mistress's shoes. 

"Excellent slave, now go over and help momma slave clean her daughters and drink as much cum as you can stand." Ky laughed heartily and pointed at the line of men still waiting for a chance at one of the slaves. As Nicole crawled on her body towards the bound slaves, she heard Ky yell behind her. "Make sure you collect a quarter for each fuck or suck." 

* * * * * * * * * * * 

Holly sat in the van watching the video feed from Nicole's button cam. It was like every other frat party, she had ever seen. Lots of young men and women drinking and dancing. She watched as Nicole headed towards one of the many kegs. That was when she heard what she needed when Nicole's camera and microphone picked up the two boys conversation. Not wanting to miss a second, she dialed Nicole's number. 

"Hello mom, what do you ..." 

"You heard them, get downstairs now. I'm sure Ky is down there with them. It is true about Carol?" Holly asked. 

"Mom how am I supposed to know. You heard what I heard. Mom I want out of here. Please can't we go home?" Nicole pleaded. 

"No. Absolutely not, now get downstairs and get the proof we need." She barked and ended the call. 

Holly watched as her daughter made her way downstairs following the long line of young men. When Nicole stepped into the room, Holly gasped at what she saw on the screen. She had no idea what to expect, but what she saw was so completely over the top she gasped. 

There in the center of the room were Ash and Taylor, bound to benches, both being fucked either in their ass or pussy. They each were sucking a cock too. But the shocking part, was when Nicole moved slightly and there was Carol Smith, naked and wearing slave chains, holding a cock in each hand. She zoomed in on Carol's face. It was covered with cum and her lipstick was smeared around her lips giving her usually perfect face a grotesque appearance. 

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"Oh My God I can't believe it." She said out loud unable to comprehend how Carol ended up as a slave. 

Holly watched, her eye locked on Carol as she led the two men by their cocks to Ash just as the one fucking her ass pulled out and shot his seed all over her ass. Holly didn't think anything else could happen that would shock her until she watched Carol push her face in Ash's ass and lick up any cum she could find, pushing her tongue deep inside her daughter's ass. She watched as a few moments later Carol was licking the floor. 

That was when she heard Ky's voice very close to Nicole. She couldn't see her but heard each and every word, when suddenly the camera view shifted. No longer was she looking around the room, but straight up between Nicole, who was practically naked, and Ky, leaning in close and whispering to Nicole. She couldn't quite make out what was said, but could tell Nicole was losing it when Ky pinched her nipple. 

Holly was pacing in the van now. She didn't know what to do. She could tell that Nicole was losing the battle of wills between her and Ky, but she still couldn't run in to rescue her yet. They needed proof before she did. They didn't have it yet but now she was afraid she might lose her daughter if she waited too long. 

Holly continued to wait until she watched Ky hand Nicole the collar. At that moment, it no longer mattered if they had proof, she had to save Nicole. Holly opened the side door to the van and jumped out and ran to the front door of the frat house. What Holly didn't see was Nicole crawl on her belly to Ky's feet and lick her shoes. She also didn't hear her order her to take Carol's place, and more importantly, didn't hear Ky demand Nicole collect the twenty five cents for each fuck or suck. 

By the time Holly made it to the basement, Nicole already had her tongue buried deep inside Taylor's pussy, drinking down the last load of cum just left by the latest frat boy. She burst into the room and was about to run up to her daughter, when something grabbed her arm and shoved her against the wall. 

"Just where do you think you're going? I told you what would happen if either of you showed your face her again." Ky barked in Holly's ear. 

"Now I'm actually glad you decided to join the party. It makes my life easier. Your darling Nicole just voluntarily locked her slave collar around her own neck. She surrendered to me and to her fetish. Now I want you! I own her, I also own Ash, Taylor and Carol. And now I own you!" Ky continued. 

"Oh no you don't." Holly barked back. 

"Really, do you see the cameras? Don't you remember all the videos I already have of her? I told you they would remain a secret unless you showed up here again. Now things have changed. You will both strip and drop to your knees or in the next five minutes I will send out a link to every one of her videos to all your relatives, friends, and co-workers. You fucked up!" Ky growled. 

Holly's anger was boiling and at that moment she wanted to strangle Ky. But Ky's next statement stopped her cold. 

"If you do anything to me, the mail will be sent automatically. In fact you have about sixty second to get naked or it will be too late." 

Holly stood there for a second, before panic started to set in. She knew if she did anything but what was told, the mail would go out. Even if she did as ordered it still might go out. Feeling helpless, she pulled her top over her head and dropped it to the floor. Seconds later, she was naked and on her knees in front of Ky. 

Ky pulled out another collar from somewhere and locked it around Holly's neck. "Good slut, now go over to the line and start sucking cocks. Get them nice and hard for the slaves." Ky giggled as she knew she had won. 

Holly made the walk of shame as she slowly made her way across the room, naked, and dropped to her knees in front of the next two young men. Seconds later, she had a cock down her throat and two more in her hands. Never in her life would she have thought the evening would end up like this. 

For the next half hour, Holly, Nicole and Carol fluffed cock after cock and filled Taylor and Ash's holes one right after another. 

Holly had just sucked her third cock down her throat, when the entire room exploded with noise. A frat boy ran down the stairs screaming, "security officer, THE security officer ARE RAIDING THE PARTY. EVERYONE RUN!" Chaos ensued as the frat boys took off in every direction. Holly didn't move as her mind suddenly heard what was being screamed. She wanted to run too, but Nicole and Carol just knelt there on the floor. Both were covered with spunk. Plus Ash and Taylor were still bound to the benches and all five were naked. Even if they ran, where would they go? They were in the basement with only one way out that she knew of and it was chaos everywhere. She knew her life was over as she knew it and there was no escaping it now. Her plan to get proof was a disaster. She dropped her head into her hands a cried. 

"EVERYBODY FREEZE! security officer! ON THE GROUND!" 

Over and over she heard those words. She wanted to get up and run, but she was naked and had no idea of where her clothes were. Before she could move, a large man in what appeared to be combat gear, grabbed her and shoved her across the room and pushed her against the wall beside the three slaves, and Nicole. Holly was shaking in fear. This was her worst nightmare as an officer went down the line, handcuffing each naked woman and pushing them down on their knees. Now all five of them were watching the chaos as the security officer gathered up the frat boys and lined them up against the opposite wall. It was about five minutes later, when Ky and her mother Becky were led back in the room handcuffed and shoved against a side wall. The rest of the night was a blur. All five women were led out still naked and cuffed to a large security officer bus and locked inside. They were driven to the security officer station, given prison coveralls and arrested for prostitution. 

The next day, after hours of interrogations, Holly and Nicole were put into a small room with a table, chairs, and a large mirror on one wall. They sat there not talking. Both were lost in thought about what had and might happen. 

They sat there for an undetermined amount of time when the door opened and in walked Jack Walker. Holly almost jumped up from her seat. Jack was her contact in the department. 

"JACK!" She screamed. 

"I'm so glad..." She started 

"Holly shut up. The less you say right now the better. I knew you weren't happy with my answer when we met, but I never thought you would take things into your own hands." Jack said with a sharp edge to his voice. 

"I couldn't tell you we were already investigating the college. We had reports of naked women running around campus and a possible prostitution ring. We had already set up undercover security officer and was about to raid the party when you two showed up. You two almost fucked up the entire operation." He finished and glared at Holly. 

Holy shrank back in her seat and stared at the floor. She knew she had fucked up and now wondered what would happen. 

"Jack I'm so sorry but I couldn't let them get away with what they were doing. I had no idea what you were doing but I wanted to get what you needed to arrest them. What's going to happen to us?" She asked. 

"Well luckily we arrested both Ky and Becky. We confiscated all the videos and all their computers and we are in the process of researching all their cloud based storage. You won't get away totally, but I've managed to be able to pull most if not all of the videos with Nicole. However the videos from the party will be used in court." 

"What about Taylor, Ash, and Carol?" 

"That's above my pay grade. I doubt they will go to prison, but I'm sure there will be some charges. Ky and her mother were very good at what they did to them. It appears that Becky managed to get control over their accounts, and property. It looks like she cleaned them out. We were able to track some of the transactions but when the money went offshore we haven't been able to figure out where all their money went." Jack explained. 

"Will they be release too?" Holly asked. 

"Yeah but not for a couple weeks at least, and even then they won't be able to go home. It's a crime scene now. Plus, Becky cleaned everything out, and had changed ownership. They have virtually nothing now." 

"Oh my god, what will they do?" Holly gasped, thinking about what would have happened to them if the security officer hadn't raided the party. 

"I imagine they will end up in a homeless shelter unless they have some friends or relatives that will put them up. Unfortunately Ky must have had a panic button she pushed as a lot of the videos were emailed out to countless addresses and internet sites. Luckily Nicole's videos were not part of the release. I don't know if any friends would let them stay now." 

Holly grimaced wondering how they would survive. "Oh my god how will they survive?" She asked. 

"Probably on welfare for now. If they're lucky they might get some of it back but it's doubtful." 

"What about us?" Holly managed to get up the courage to ask. 

"Well I managed to talk to the ADA and told her you were helping us so she isn't charging you or Nicole with anything. But I'd suggest you don't get into ANY trouble for a long time." Jack answered. 

A short while later, Nicole and Holly left the station. 

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The next few weeks were a blur to Taylor, Ash, and Carol. They were arrested initially for prostitution. It took officials a week before they were able to piece together most of what had happened. The Assistant District Attorney was a conservative Baptist up for re-election. He could forgive submitting to the blackmail by Taylor, but after viewing the video of Ash and Taylor first in the Gym locker room and again in the basement of the dorm, he decided to use them as a headline to get the conservative vote. It was an easy decision when it came to incest. Then, Ash and Taylor were charged with deviant sexual behavior, Nicole was released as she was a consenting adult. Carol was added later after reviewing the videos of the restaurant.

Taylor and Ash had the same public defender, Carol had her own. They had no money and so far, they had been disowned by everyone they knew. Now they were dressed in prison orange jumpsuits, handcuffed and shackled. Their hair was a mess and wore no makeup. Even though Taylor and Ash had the same attorney, they were not allowed to talk to each other. 

"Okay ladies, your cases are next on the docket. You will be led into the courtroom and according to the plea bargain, you will stand when called and admit your crimes. We have gone over the details of what you will say. If the judge is satisfied, he will impose your sentences. Do you both understand?" John White their public attorney stated.

Neither Taylor nor Ash looked up but nodded. Ever since Taylor lost her bet, she had suffered humiliation after humiliation but today was by far the worst. Their case had been in the news since their arrest and now she had to publicly admit that she, Ash and their mother had committed incest over and over. It would forever be on record for the entire world to see. For all intents and purposes their lives were over.

The judge decided that he didn't want this to go on any longer than necessary, called in the defendants. Taylor, Ash and surprisingly Carol were all led into the courtroom and stood in front of the judge. John White had told them to follow his directions and say exactly what he told them. Their judge was a noted conservative and always took a hard line on sex offenders. 

Taylor was first to tell her story. Despite her attorney's warnings, she tried to take all the blame. Explaining that it was her stupidity that caused it all. That neither Ash nor her mom would have done what they did if she hadn't made that stupid bet. It didn't go well as the judge grilled her about everything she had done. By the time he finished with her, she was in tears.

Ash listened and did exactly what she was told to do and so did Carol. When they all had finished, the judge stared down at the frightened women cowering in front of him.

The judge in the case was also up for re-election and wasn't about to let them off with a slap on the wrist in spite of the plea bargain of time served and six months of probation.

"You are the most despicable stupid women who have ever visited my courtroom. I accept your guilty pleas, but I cannot in good conscience accept your plea bargain. I'm sentencing each of you to 12 months in jail. I will however suspend six months of your sentence if you can abide by a few conditions. If not, it's back in jail and you will be labeled a sex offender and have to register for the rest of your lives." The judge barked.

He then went on to list his conditions.

1. Once released you will stay in a halfway house under constant supervision.

2. You will not watch, partake, or engage in any sexual act. That includes porn on the internet, have any sexual relations between yourselves or with anyone else. 

3. You will submit to being searched to confirm your celibacy at any time demanded by the supervisor(s) assigned to you.

4. The supervisors assigned will be allowed to assign any punishments deemed necessary to insure you follow all these conditions.

5. You each will be given jobs to enable you to provide for yourselves once released. All monies earned will be gathered and given to you when you are released.

6. If you fail any of these conditions, you will immediately be returned to jail and any money earned will be forfeited.

"Do you understand these conditions?" He barked.

All three, Taylor Ash and Carol were in shock. Not only were they not going to be released, but the six months after they were released would almost be worse than jail. However, with no other choice, they one by one agreed and were hustled out of the courtroom and off to jail. 

That pacified the press and the town's conservatives and for now, got them out of the news. 

SIX MONTHS LATER:

Taylor, Ash and Carol were riding in a security officer van on the way to the halfway house. They hadn't seen each other except in passing while in jail. It seemed like every other prisoner had heard about them and at every opportune moment, took advantage of them. They knew if they complained about being abused, they might not get out. The last couple of weeks were especially difficult. Taylor thought the guards were purposely putting her in a position to be used by some of the longer-term prisoners. 

Finally, they arrived at the halfway house and were marched in. Even though they were technically free, the house was in a bad neighborhood and had bars on the windows and heavy steel doors. It looked almost as bad as the jail.

Once inside the guard ordered them to stand against the wall and not speak. 

"Good morning sluts." Came a voice from above. Taylor looked up and walking down the steps was a very large black woman, wearing a uniform of sorts. It wasn't a security officer uniform but it appeared to be from a private security firm.

"I am Miss Gladys; I'll be your supervisor along with Miss Janet. You will meet her later. I work days, she works nights. During your stay with me you will do everything I tell you without fail. If you refuse or hesitate YOU WILL BE PUNISHED!" She growled. And of course, if I catch you disobeying your conditions, I won't hesitate to send you back to jail. Do you understand?" Miss Gladys continued.

"Yes," they answered in unison.

"That's Yes Miss Gladys!" she barked loudly

"YES, MISS GLADYS." They answered again.

"Good, guards you can remove their shackles and cuffs, we got this." Gladys spat at the security officermen still standing beside the trembling women. A few minutes later, they left and Gladys smiled an evil smile.

"Now that they are gone, let's see if you were paying attention." Gladys crowed as she walked in front of the now frightened women. "STRIP!" 

Her command took them by surprise. Their only clothes were the prison coveralls. Ash and Carol quickly opened them and dropped them to the floor. Taylor on the other hand hesitated.

"WHAT DID I TELL YOU SLUT?" MISS GLADYS SHOUTED.

"I'm sorry Miss Gladys," Taylor jumped and started to unbutton her coveralls.

"You will learn to do what I tell you when I tell you," Gladys barked as she looked at the files handed her by the security officer. "Taylor, isn't it? You're the one that ruined your entire family. I see you haven't learned to obey yet. I'll fix that."

Taylor, Ash and Carol were now standing naked in the front hall their hands covering their breasts and privates.

"Arms down, you are never allowed to cover up. Now spread your legs and put your hands behind your head. I need to inspect you to see if you have any contraband." Gladys said as she walked up to Taylor.

"I think I'll start with you." She growled at Taylor and stood right in her face. First, she reached out and grabbed Taylor's left breast. Initially she merely caressed it, feeling the weight and squeezing it lightly. Taylor groaned but only for a second as Miss Gladys took her index finger and thumb and pinched the nipple, hard. The pain shot out and straight to her pussy. Ky's pain slut training still coursing through her. Just that bit of pain was causing Taylor to groan.

"OOHH someone likes it?" Gladys crowed and pinched harder. "I can see it won't take much before I'm sending you back to jail." She laughed.

Gladys released Taylor's nipple and dropped her hand straight to her now soaked pussy. "God you're practically dripping." She added pulling her finger up and looking at the juices coating it. Gladys smiled and evil smile and shoved her finger into Ash's mouth. She laughed again when she heard Ash groan and felt her dip slightly. "This is going to be so much fun. I heard you like asses too." Gladys said looking directly at Ash.

Ash didn't respond but kept her head lowered and moaned once again. Gladys moved in front of Ash and spun her around. "Bend over slut, let's see if it's true."

Ash slowly turned away and bent at the waist. He ass now facing the dominating woman. Gladys again dipped her finger into Taylor's quim only this time when she pulled it out, she used her other hand and spread Ash's cheeks and shoved it deep inside Ash's ass.

"OOOHH GOD!" Ash loudly moaned as she pushed her ass towards her tormentor.

Gladys almost lost it she was laughing so hard. She pulled her finger out of the tight brown ring, grabbed her shoulder and spun her around. Ash's mouth was open and her eyes closed. Gladys quickly shoved the nasty finger deep into Ash's mouth and barked, "Suck it clean slut."

Ash closed her mouth and proceeded to suck her own ass off the cruel woman's finger all the while groaning.

"My, my, my both of you are pathetic. I can smell you both already and we just got started. I don't think you will last a week before I'm sending you back to jail."

Both Taylor and Ash were panting, their bodies already betraying them. Gladys stepped down to Carol and opened her file. "So, you're the mother of these two sluts. I'm sure you're very proud. What mother wouldn't be knowing their daughters were both just like their mother... sluts?"

Gladys smacked Carol's tits first the right on then the left. Over and over until both were a deep red and Carol was moaning both from the pain and arousal. The pain, humiliation, her daughters and now her new Mistress bringing back all of Becky's training. Carol's knees gave way as she dropped to the floor. Gladys stood there watching as Carol dropped her head to the floor and kissed her shoes. Please Miss Gladys, I'll be good." She moaned.

"Get up slut, I know you will. Now just so you all know, there are cameras everywhere and all go to my quarters. I will know everything you do. Now you all know the rules and I expect you to follow them. Now follow me to your rooms." She instructed and headed up the stairs.

The next few days were not too bad considering. Gladys woke them each morning at 6 AM and inspected them. Each day going a little bit further. With Taylor, she started with a spanking to warm her ass. With Ash, she would tease her ass inserting first her finger and moving up to whatever was handy. Carol, it was a mixture, making her drop to the floor and licking her shoes, then having her spread her cheeks and spanking her brown ring before making her crawl to the kitchen to eat breakfast.

Knowing each of the slut's kinks she pushed each one's buttons until they were on the verge of a climax over and over each day. Never giving them relief and always degrading them. By the end of the week all three slaves were so completely overcome with need, Gladys started to bind their hands to the bed to keep them from masturbating.

The second week the court found all three of them jobs. Carol was working at a greasy spoon diner near the warehouse district. Her uniform consisted of a pink polyester dress at least two sizes too small. Her tits straining the buttons keeping it closed and the hem at least eight inches above the knees. Gladys didn't give her a bra or panties so with each step her tits bounced and every time she bent over to clear a table her ass was in view. 

Seeing as the diner was probably in the worst area of town, and the owner was only concerned with customers returning, Carol was grabbed, fondled, and degraded all day. Several times Carol's body was driven right to the edge of a climax. Each time just as she was about to lose it, the owner was pointing his phone at her hoping to catch her breaking a rule. 

Taylor and Ash's jobs weren't any better. They both were assigned to be cleaning women. Each morning they would go to two adult emporiums and clean the video booths. They were required to crawl from booth to booth scrubbing the floors and cleaning the seats. Their uniforms consisted of a short skirt and singlet that showed a lot of side boob. Each afternoon it was to a seedy adult theatre again cleaning the floors crawling from row to row picking up used condoms and scrubbing floors. Again, Gladys didn't allow any underwear and crawling around all day their asses were clearly exposed as well as their tits.

Of course, they were all under constant supervision. The guards would work to make their work as demeaning as possible. One day they arrived at the theatre and all the trash cans were gone. Ash and Taylor had to pick up each condom by hand. After about an hour, each had dozens in their hands. The used condoms were leaking all over them and coating their singlets. By the end of the day, both were covered in cum. Naturally they weren't allowed to clean up until they got back to the halfway house. Gladys took particular pleasure in having them strip outside and hosing them off. 

As the weeks went by the diner owner pushed Carol harder and harder until she begged him to give her a break. He agreed he would reign in the customers if she would give the staff blow jobs at the end of her shift. She screamed at him as this would cause her to break a rule. He finally agreed to keep it a secret and not report her if she agreed to be the dinner's slut.

Carol was desperate, her body was constantly on fire. She knew it was only a matter of time before she wouldn't be able to control her body and gave in.

With Taylor and Ash, the guards loved pushing them into increasingly depraved ways to clean. When they demanded, they pick up any condoms with their teeth, both begged to do anything to not do as demanded. From that day on the guards used their mouths each morning and afternoon.

Gladys knew what was happening. She received videos of all three-breaking rule after rule. It was five months into their stay at the halfway house when she decided she had enough to take complete control and brought them into her office.

Well sluts, I want you to see something." She barked. "You see I just received some interesting videos." She continued as she turned the monitor so they could watch.

As soon as the first video started, Carol sucking cock after cock in the diner kitchen. Carol screamed, "Please I was forced. Max was letting the customers molest me until I was about to break. He promised to stop them from groping me if I would service the staff. Please Mistress Gladys I had no choice." Carol was on her knees begging.

Gladys laughed and turned on the next video. This one was of Taylor and Ash crawling around the theatre with used condoms hanging out of their mouths. It kept playing for a long time until both sisters were sticking their asses high in the air and begging to be fucked by the guards. It finished with both asses covered in cum.

"Well sluts? What is your excuse?" Gladys crowed, knowing that they really had no choice.

"Miss Gladys, please we were forced..." Taylor tried to explain, but Gladys cut her off 

"It doesn't sound like you were forced to me. Isn't that your voices begging to be fucked?"

"Yes, Mistress but..."

"No Buts, all three of you broke the rules. Give me one reason I shouldn't turn you in and send you back to jail?" Gladys asked. 

Taylor looked up and started to speak. "Please Mistress, don't do that. We've suffered enough. Please we only have a month to go and we will be out of your hair. I'm begging you don't send us back to jail."

"Not good enough slut, I guess it's back to jail." Gladys spat and started to pick up the phone.

"STOP!!" Ash screamed. "You didn't call us in here just to send us back. What do you want? What do we have to do for you to not send us back?" 

"Very perceptive of you, ASS. You're right, there is something you can do. All you have to do is submit to me for the rest of your stay and I might let you stay out of jail. All you have to do is obey my every command." Gladys said and smiled.

"What do you mean, we are already obeying you?" Carol asked.

"Oh, but I mean you WILL do anything and everything I demand. If I say fuck you fuck. If I say suck you suck. If I want you to be my toilet you drink my piss no questions asked."

But every room has cameras, we can't have any sex without being seen. The courts see the videos. It won't be you that sends us back but the court." Carol continued.

"You let me worry about that and at the end of your sentence you will go free. Or I'll send you to jail now. Those are your choices." Gladys growled and leaned back on her chair.

"That's not a choice, either way we are fucked." Carol growled.

"Watch your tone slut. Granted the choices aren't the best choices but those are your only two choices. Now what will it be?"

The three slaves looked at each other and nodded.

"No nodding shit, I want to hear each of you agree." Gladys barked

"Yes, Mistress I will submit." Taylor answered

"I will too," Ash said. "I will do as told," Carol also answered.

"Good, tomorrow you will go to work, but your duties will change. You will find out when you get there. Now to your rooms and don't talk." Gladys dismissed them. Taylor, Ash and Carol slowly walked to their rooms. They didn't speak because they know Ms. Gladys could hear everything and had told them not to speak.

The next morning, they were roused from their beds like every morning. Ms. Gladys was unusually happy and looked at each of them with an evil gleam in her eyes. "Today starts your last four weeks with me. It's is also where I control everything you do. I will accept nothing else but complete submission. Your guards will arrive shortly and have been fully briefed. Your rules are simple. You do what you're told by me or the guards. If you don't, I'll send you back to jail. Do you understand?" She barked.

"Yes Mistress," They answered in unison.

"Good, now let's have some fun before they arrive. I want the three of you to masturbate and don't stop until I say. Oh, and don't cum. If I don't think you're doing a good enough job, well you know what will happen." She laughed as she watched all three slut's hands dive towards their cunts.

From that day forward that was how Taylor, Ash and Carol's day started. Gladys had them masturbate until they were almost out of their minds craving relief. From there they were taken to a seedy motel or adult theatre or glory hole. The rest of their day was spent servicing man after man. Of course, the men were charged but the slaves never saw a dime of the money. On weekends Gladys rented them out to private parties, fetish gatherings to be used over and over. All they could think of was how they wished Ky was back in charge. 

Finally, it was the last week in the halfway house. All three of the slaves were scared that Mistress would bust them and send them back to jail. With only a few days left it would kill them if they got so close and then have their freedom jerked out from under them.

Taylor and Ash sat in the den on the morning before they were to be released. Mistress Gladys had really ramped up the torture the last few days. Demanding they service men practically from the time they got up until they went to bed sometimes till after midnight. They all were exhausted. Their bodies ached and their minds were barely functioning. 

"One more day Ash." Taylor whispered.

"I know, but I don't know if I can make it Tay. I'm at the end of my rope. Where is mom by the way?" Ash answered.

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"Mistress took her out of her room early this morning. I don't know where she took her. God, I hope she makes it back." Taylor cried as tears ran down her cheeks. "I hate myself. I did this to both of you. I'm so sorry." She cried.

"Oh, shut the fuck up Taylor. Yeah you fucked up but that's in the past. So, let's make sure we survive and get through this." Ash barked and walked out of the room. Taylor sat there for a few minutes wondering why Mistress hadn't come for her. She was worried about her mother and decided to go check. Slowly she slipped out of her room and down the stairs. 

Taylor wasn't sure what to do but knew Mistress was up to something. She knew that mom was the weakest link of the three. Ash and she had been under Ky's thumb for a long time before Becky took over Carol's life. Even though they had suffered terribly, somehow it made them stronger. They each had learned to escape somewhere deep inside themselves when all hope seemed lost. It enabled them to survive such terrible things and still keep their sanity. 

Becky had broken mom by confining her in total darkness. It affected her, broken her spirt. It wasn't like her and Ash's slow journey into depravity. Mom's psyche was fragile which left her easily manipulated and broken. Taylor knew their mom was the one who would break and end up back in prison unless she could find a way to rescue her.

Taylor slipped down the hallway towards Mistress' office. The door wasn't totally closed and she could hear Mistress Gladys speaking to someone on the phone. 

"You know what to do. Make sure she is covered. When she loses it and runs away, I want everyone to know she has broken her probation." Mistress said into her phone.

There was silence for a few moments, when Mistress spoke again.

"So where is she now?" She asked. "At the club?"

Silence again. "Okay I'll wait for 30 minutes before I call my buddy at the station to send a zone car over by the club. That way when she runs out, they will find her..."

"Okay call me if there's any change. Bye."

Taylor heard Mistress hang up the phone and dashed back upstairs. She prayed Mistress hadn't heard her as she rushed into Ash's room.

"Ash, mom's in trouble. Mistress is having her abused at the club. She is going to have her busted and sent back to prison. We have 30 minutes to save her." Taylor said her voice scared.

"What? How do you know that?"

"I went downstairs and heard Mistress on the phone. Now let's get out of here and save mom." Taylor barked. For the first time in months she actually felt like her old self.

Ash looked at her sister and nodded. Seconds later they slipped out the backdoor of the halfway house and down the street.

"What do we do Tay? We don't have any money, car, friends, nothing. How are we going to save mom?" Ash asked as they walked down the street. Taylor looked at her sister and barked. "I don't know but I know I'm going to try." 

They stood there for a minute or so when Taylor suddenly walked across the street and up to a teenage boy.

"Hey, can you help me?" She asked.

"Who me?" the boy asked.

"Yeah you, I lost my phone and I need to make a call. May I borrow your phone?" Taylor asked.

The boy looked at the two women, dressed in short skirts, and tight tops. "Are you hookers?" He asked.

"No, we're not, but our mother is in trouble and we need to get help now or we might lose her." Taylor explained as she grabbed the phone out of the boy's hand.

"Hey, I didn't say you could take it." He yelled.

"Shut up and wait." Ash screamed at him.

Taylor turned her back to the boy and Ash as she placed a call. She talked for a couple minutes before she turned around and handed the phone back to the boy. 

Taylor grabbed Ash's hand and took off running down the street. "Taylor where are we going? Who did you call?"

"We need to try to get to the club as quickly as we can. Don't worry about that, just hurry." Taylor said as she sprinted down the street with Ash close behind.

Luckily the club was only about a mile away and even though the sisters were out of shape, they were still able to get there in about ten minutes. When the club was in sight, Taylor stopped and pulled Ash to the side. 

"Look Ash, I don't know if help is coming, but I know that we can't just let mom go down alone. We either survive together or go down together. Now I figure that Mistress is about to call for the security officer to show up in a few minutes. So, I'm thinking mom is inside being abused. I think they are having her suck cocks and coating her with cum. I don't know what they are going to do to make her run out of the club. But we need to be there when she does. All we can do is grab her when she does and try to hide her. If she isn't found by the security officer maybe we get another day of freedom. All we need to do is survive the day and tomorrow we're free." Taylor explained.

* * * * * * * * * * 

Carol's day started like every day since Mistress Gladys took over their lives. She was pulled from her bed, abused physically and sexually until some men took her. Only this time it was different. Instead of a motel room, some private residence to fuck numerous men, she was taken to a strip club. Carol knew that tomorrow their time was over at the halfway house and they would be free from the cruel mistress. All she had to do was survive the day and it would be over. But this felt different. A shiver ran up her spine as she was led into the club and down to the basement. As usual she was stripped and pushed to her knees. 

"What is happening? Why am I here?" She asked. 

"Shut up slut and put your mouth to good use." The man barked as he pulled his cock out of his trousers.

Carol opened her mouth as she had been trained and soon his cock was down her throat. It didn't take long before the man pulled his cock out and painted her face. Carol didn't have but a second to recover before another cock replaced the first. It wasn't even eight o'clock and she was already on her second cock. By nine she had lost count and now her face and chest were covered with cum. By ten she was hardly functioning and was on her back. One man was between her legs and another was buried in her mouth. By 11 she was pulled to her feet and someone put some smelling salts under her nose.

"Look whore, if you're going to pass out then we might as well lock you up." The man barked.

Carol shook her head as the salts cleared her head. She wiped her eyes with the back of her arm and screamed. In front of her was a room. A room that brought back nightmares. A dark windowless room with a steel door. Her mind flashed back to Becky locking her up in the room in the basement. The very room that broke her mind and spirit. A shot of adrenalin filled her body as she suddenly jerked her arms away from the men and ran. She didn't know where she was running, only that she couldn't go in that room. She ran up the stairs and down the hall, not even realizing that no one was chasing her. The panic that filled her brain only knew she had to run. At the end of the hall was a door. She hit the door and rushed out on to the street. 

Carol didn't even know where she was and didn't see anyone. She only ran. It wasn't until she was suddenly grabbed and tackled that it hit her, she was out of the club, naked and covered with cum. She was crying hysterically and struggling against the arms holding her down, when she heard Taylor's voice.

"MOM... MOM... WE GOT YOU... MOM... IT US TAYLOR AND ASH..." 

Carol looked around and tried to come to grips with what was happening. She finally focused and saw Taylor and Ash holding on to her.

"Oh, god they were going to lock me in the room." She cried. 

"I know mom but you're safe now, but we need to hide. We can't be seen out here." Taylor explained.

Carol nodded as she was pulled to her feet. A few minutes later they were in an alley hiding behind a dumpster.

It wasn't long before they heard sirens coming closer. Carol looked at her daughters. She had managed to calm down some and asked. "We're fucked, aren't we?"

"Not yet I hope. I made a call and I can only hope it worked. But if we go down, we go down together." Taylor said.

Ash slipped from behind the dumpster and sneaked down the alley. She disappeared from sight for a few minutes. Taylor and her naked mother stayed behind the dumpster. There was no way they could go anywhere with Carol naked. 

Ash showed up a few minutes later with a ragged, dirty, torn shirt and handed it to her mother. "Here this is all I could find, but at least you're somewhat covered. The sirens sounded like they were right on top of them before they stopped. The three frightened women cowered behind the dumpster and waited to be found. There was no place to run, and nowhere else to hide.

It must have been about an hour before two security officer officers found them. They cowered and cried when they walked up to them. After weeks of abuse by their mistress and her uniformed guards, they figured that it was only going to continue. 

"PLEASE DON'T HURT US. PLEASE WE WILL OBEY." They cried when the officer approached them as they held each other closely.

It took them all by surprise when the officers didn't grab them and put them under arrest. Instead they took off their jackets and covered Carol.

"Shhh calm down we won't hurt you. We're here to help." The one officer said as the other one was on the radio. Within seconds there was an ambulance there and several more officers. Carol, Ash and Taylor were coaxed out from behind the dumpster and led to the ambulance. As they walked the few yards to the back standing there was Nicole and Holly her mother.

Taylor broke away and rushed up to Nicole and hugged her like her life depended on it. 

"Thank you." She whispered. 

Nicole hugged Taylor back and whispered. "I am still your BFF." She cried.

The next few days, Carol was in the hospital recovering from her ordeal. Taylor and Ash were put up in a cheap hotel until the security officer finished their investigation. By the time Carol was released, the three women were given the money they earned and set free. 

Taylor, Ash and Carol stood outside the courthouse and it hit them. They had nowhere to go. They had no home, no friends, and not a single relative had spoken to them since everything went public. "What do we do now?" Ash asked.

"I guess we need a place to stay. Let's find a hotel and look for a place to rent." Carol answered. Each had a Visa debit card with $8,500.00. It was their deferred pay for their stay in the halfway house. That was when a Mercedes pulled up to the curb. The darkened windows made it impossible to see inside. Just as the three women started to walk down the street, the door opened and out popped Nicole.

"Hey Sluts!" She yelled.

Taylor turned and saw Nicole and ran up to her. "Oh, my god what are you doing here?" She screamed.

"Well after everything that has happened, mom and I decided that you might need some help. So, we've been watching and knew you were to be released today, and thought you might like a ride, or maybe more?" Nicole explained.

"Oh, hell yes, but why? I mean I got you both trapped by that bitch Ky and her mom. Why would you even talk to us?" Taylor asked.

"Because I went through what you did, maybe not as much and I know what it feels like to be used, alone and afraid. I just couldn't leave my best friend behind. Come on we have a surprise for you." Nicole gushed and opened the back door of the car.

As soon as the four women were inside, all five women talked at once. It was mass confusion before Holly demanded they all shut up.

"Look I know things are tough for you. Your lives have been torn apart and you've lost just about everything. But today is the start of a new life for all of you. Now we have decided that you should stay with us for the foreseeable future. At least until you sort things out. We have an apartment above our garage that you can stay in until you find suitable work." Holly explained.

"We couldn't impose on you." Carol said. We have some money we earned while at the halfway house. At least let us pay you some rent."

"Nonsense, I won't hear of it. For at least the next week you will be our guest and then we can decide where you go from there." Holly said flatly.

The rest of the ride was fairly quiet. Ash and Taylor talking to Nicole with Holly driving and Carol sitting in the corner quietly looking out the window.

When they arrived at Nicole and Holly's house, the women piled out of the car and into the house. Soon it was just like old times with the three girls rushing up to Nicole's room talking up a storm, while Holly and Carol sat down and talked.

The first thing Holly noticed was Carol was a different person. Before all this happened, she was gregarious, outgoing, and definitely a type A personality. Now she sat there passive, answering questions and hardly looking Holly in the eyes. The longer they talked the more Holly realized that Carol was broken. Her spirit gone. She no longer controlled the room but simply responded to questions.

Holly and Carol talked for about an hour with Carol detailing what all had happened to her and the girls. At first Carol was hesitant to answer, but when she did Holly realized that Carol's entire mindset had been rewritten. She was totally submissive. During a break in the conversation, Holly decided to see how submissive she was.

"Carol, stand up." She barked.

Carol didn't hesitate but quickly stood, her feet shoulder wide apart and her hands clasped behind her back. Holly couldn't believe what she saw. Carol didn't say a word but stood the silent looking down at the floor. 

"Turn around Carol." Holly demanded again.

Carol slowly turned around until her back was to Holly.

"What are you Carol?" She asked.

"I am a slave." She answered.

"Are you owned?" Holly inquired.

"I don't know. Becky was my Mistress but she is in Jail. Mistress Gladys was next but again she is in jail. I'm kind of lost right now." Carol whispered, her face blushing.

Holly sat there looking at the once strong, intimidating, and powerful woman in the county, standing in front of her completely lost and without direction. For a bit, she felt sorry for her, but then she remembered what the real Carol Smith was like. She was all those things, but also vengeful, mean, and ruthless. Seeing her as she is now brought a small smile to her face. 

Holly wasn't sure how to proceed. Part of her wanted to reach out and give her a hug, but another part wanted to see what the submissive woman would do on demand. All the while Holly is thinking, Carol was still standing where Holly said, her legs still spread and her arms still behind her.

"Tell me about being Becky's slave." Holly said trying to put a bit of authority in her voice.

"I did as I was told, M-M-Mrs. Holly." Carol answered.

"Tell me more?" Holly gushed despite herself.

Carol noticeably shivered when Holly spoke. "Yes Mrs. Holly." Carol answered and for the next twenty minutes or so proceeded to tell Holly how Becky loved to humiliate her. Strip her naked, tease her so much it almost drove her to the brink of insanity, and trained her to be a slut.

Holly gasped when she heard Carol say that. Carol stood there for a few minutes when Holly asked, "So who is your Mistress now... Slut?"

Carol's knees almost buckled hearing that question. She slowly raised her head and for the first time looked her in the eyes. "I'm lost right now Mrs. Holly." She answered with a clear voice.

Holly sat there for at least a minute before she again spoke. Her mind was going a mile a minute digesting all she heard from Carol. Carol was never a close friend. In fact, she wasn't really a friend at all. They never socialized, had the same friends or any real contact. That is except for a run in they had a while back. That ended badly for Holly as Carol humiliated her at a block party organized by the homeowner's organization. Her only other contact with her was through Nicole and Taylor. Now she was faced with a moral dilemma, does she offer support and help her try to recover from the trauma? Or go to the dark side and take over from her previous Mistresses? Holly thought about it and remembered all the times Carol had humiliated almost everyone she knew and made her decision.

"Slut kneel." She barked. 

As soon as the words left her mouth, Carol dropped to her knees, her arms behind her head and her legs spread wide. "Yes, Mistress Holly." She quietly spoke.

Holly looked at the once powerful woman, kneeling in front of her and wondered if her daughters were also broken and submissive. She remembered what Carol said about how Becky broke her by locking her in a dark room and shutting off the world, and remembered a closet they had in the basement that could serve as a substitute. "Strip and follow me slut," Holly said as she stood and headed for her basement. She looked behind her and smiled as Carol quickly removed her clothes followed her on her hands and knees.

* * * * * * * * * * * * 

Ash and Taylor sat on Nicole's bed and Nicole was sitting at her desk. At first, they were talking a lot, but after a bit, the conversations died down and now there was an awkward silence. Nicole watched the two sisters closely. She knew at least some of what they had gone through and had seen the changes in Taylor first hand. She wondered how deeply Taylor and possibly Ash had surrendered to Ky. 

"So, when I last saw you both, you both were wearing slave collars. Are you still Ky's slave?" She asked expecting vehement denials to come out of their mouths. But neither said a word at first. She watched as they looked at each other before Ash spoke. "I don't know. I mean as long as she isn't around, I feel free, but in the back of my head, if she would walk in right now, I don't think I could stop myself from dropping to my knees and bowing down to her." 

Taylor dropped her head and looked at the bedroom floor. When Ash finished, she quietly whispered, "I am a slave." 

"Really Taylor, but Ky isn't here and she won't me for a long time. Whom are you a slave too?" Nicole asked.

"Right now, I don't know. I can't believe I'm saying this, but Ky changed me. I don't know if it was her training me, or if it was something buried deep inside me, but when I was on my knees as her slave and she would whisper "Good slut," I would almost climax. I hated every task she gave me, but my body was constantly on edge, and when she allowed me to cum, the orgasms were incredible." Taylor explained and blushed. Ash sat next to her and nodded her head. For the next several minutes no one said a word. The two sisters sat there quietly looking at the floor. Nicole looked at them and especially their bodies. Both of them were flushed. Neither were wearing bras and their nipples were hard as pebbles and poking out from their tee shirts. 

Finally, Nicole spoke, "What is it you desire right this minute?"

Taylor looked up at Nicole and whispered, "I want to be controlled. I want a mistress to take charge and make me safe."

Nicole looked at her BFF and smiled. Stand up Taylor and strip, then kneel in front of me." Nicole said her voice strong and firm.

Taylor practically jumped up and in seconds was naked and on her knees. Her hands behind her head and her legs spread wide.

Holly smiled as she watched Taylor comply with her demands and looked at Ash. Ash was still sitting on the bed, fidgeting. Her lips parted slightly and slightly panting. "Is that what you want too, Ash?" Holly said.

Ash nodded and followed her sister's example. Soon both sisters were on their knees. naked and in the same position. Nicole sat there for a few minutes and gawked at her two friends in front of her. She remembered what it felt like submitting to Ky. She hated every second, but she remembered what she saw and how she felt when Taylor submitted to her and Ash. The orgasm she had when Taylor was begging to serve her was overwhelming. Now she had two beautiful submissive women, naked, and ready to submit to her. The feeling flowing through her body was incredible. It was the power of having control over them. She wasn't sure what to do but wanted to ask her mom and see if Carol was the same. "Both of you lay on the floor and don't move." She barked and watched as both quickly complied. 

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Nicole got up and walked out the bedroom door and headed downstairs. When she got to the living room where they left Carol and mom, all she found was a pile of clothes that Carol had been wearing. She turned to find her mom, when Holly walked back into the living room.

Nicole looked at her mom who blushed as she rushed over to pick up Carol's clothes and laughed.

"You too?" She asked.

"What do you mean?" Holly stammered.

"The sisters are upstairs in my room also naked. I assume Carol is also naked somewhere?" Nicole answered.

"Yeah, we got to talking and one thing led to another and I couldn't resist taking charge. If Carol wasn't such a bitch to just about everyone, I might have resisted." Holly blushed.

"Well we need to decide what we do from here. Do we take them as slaves, or help them to recover?" Nicole asked.

"You're right, but can we play with them for a while?" Holly asked. "Carol was such a bitch and I'd love to pay her back a bit. How about we play for a day or so, then give them some options and see how it goes." Holly suggested.

"I'm not sure about that. The more we play the harder it will be to stop. It's Friday, how about we play but sit down and talk about it alone. Then give them some options on Sunday evening?" Nicole offered.

"That sounds like a plan. Do we keep them separate? Or can we play together?" Holly asked.

"They have been slaves together for the last several months. I doubt anything we say or do will matter. So yeah we can play together." Nicole answered thinking it should be her mother making these decisions. Holly smiled as her face flushed. It was going to be a very interesting weekend.

The End...

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