Bet - Copied

[hirarandi]

"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.