25-05-2020, 06:26 PM
"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.
"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.
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