Human Cattle

With the kind authorization from Riviere7. This English translation is slightly different from the French version (a few discrepancies eliminated). Sorry for the delay for this story.

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Brigitte let alone for a moment her niece Virginia who had fainted during a momentous fist fucking. She had pulled off her hand from her submissive's arse and had replaced it by the neck of a Champagne bottle she had pushed in up to the middle of the bottle.

- Now, my dear Marie Laure, perhaps we could focus on your problem, don't you think so? Stand up and on the double!

Brigitte had taken from a cupboard the long whip she had used some time earlier to punish Virginia. Marie Laure had just practiced partner swapping with her cousin Brigitte. Jean was a very good lover, very demanding, as Marie Laure could have attested! She had never even disrobed in front of her cousin and never submitted to her. She turned toward Marc who was watching her with a big approving smile. Ostensibly, she couldn't expect any help from him. It was even possible that Brigitte, Jean and he had conspired together. Marc had nurtured her inner drives toward exhibition and submission but up to now, only strangers had been allowed to benefit from it. Her mother and sister shared these drives and both of them were now fully dominated by Marc.

It seemed that, now, Marc wanted to offer her to Brigitte and John. They were cousins although they didn't belong to their family inner circle. Moreover, they were clearly experienced dominators. She shivered when she realized they lived a short distance from her home. Brigitte was a housewife : she and John could easily come and visit her, inflicting as many humiliations, ordeals and punishments as they cared whenever they decided so. It was definitely Marc's idea as he told her :

- Darling, I would like Brigitte and Jean to have the keys of our apartment. Could you give them your own keys!

Marie Laure suddenly felt she was in the center of a terrible nightmare as she opened her bag, fumbled into it to find her keys. The key ring was a gift from Marc with her surname in silver plated metal. She wished to keep this small gift from Marc but he stopped her gesture when she tried to free the ring.

- Let it stay with your name on it! Thus, Brigitte will be immediately able to find your keys. I've prepared another set of keys for you.

He immediately handed her another pack of keys. There was also a key holder with a tag with attached letters forming a word. These ones were black. Marie Laure turned it around to be able to read what word was formed in capital letters. She read aloud : Slut!

- It will be funny to inform you that way of the role you'll be asked to play in the coming weeks . I've ready a whole series of them. I want you to promise here and now you will abide to the role that will be specified on your keys, whatever I ask you to do!

Marie Laure felt as if a wide and deep abyss was gaping open in front of her. Marc was asking, no demanding her to take options on her future, to promise to obey him totally like a slave. Her implied future was scaring her but was also terribly exciting. How far was he intending to lead her? She hadn't the least idea of it and it gave the situation all its gusto. She answered in a whisper:

- Yes, Marc. Ahem, . . . no, your slut should have said: yes, Master!

- Good! As you've just admitted your true nature, why do you delay abiding to Brigitte's orders? From now on, you must obey to her as completely as you do with me and it'll be the same thing with Jean. I think she is anxious to see you naked! I can see she has some decisive argument in her hand to force you to comply.

Brigitte was playing quietly with her long whip. Marie Laure couldn't expect any help either from Marc of from Jean who both seemed quite excited by these new developments, Marie Laure had no options but to obey. She slowly unbuttoned her top and carefully arranged it on a chair, She unzipped her skirt and unhooked it at her waist. She was blushing beet root. Her skirt unfolded itself and fell to the floor. It ended above her top on the chair. Marie Laure had driven her car without any bra or knickers. Her ensuing nudity explained the pink color that suffused her cheeks.

Brigitte walked slowly to the sundeck and sat on an armchair, ordering the young woman to follow her. As Marie Laure wasn't obeying fast enough to her taste, She turned toward her and administered a sharp stroke with her still coiled whip on the back of Marie Laure's ass cheeks. She jumped forward and, without any protest, she followed meekly Brigitte. She made her stand at attention in front of the armchair she had chosen. She went inside to fetch several implements, leaving Marie Laure in the full heat of the sun with stern instructions not to move a toe. The natural authority that oozed from the older woman was sufficient to keep Marie Laure from disobedience and protest. She was tamed and realized it.

Brigitte came back with a golden string she weaved carefully around Marie Laure's chest into a tight corset : one loop under her breasts, one above and every five ones, a loop around each tit. The global result was breathtaking : the breasts were perfectly supported, jutting proudly forward and perfectly separated. Marie Laure's breath was now significantly reduced to her belly that heaved frenetically. When Brigitte completed her weaving, Marie Laure's nipples only weren't covered. She completed her handiwork with a big bow just between Marie Laure's breasts.

Brigitte then proceeded to tightly encircle Marie Laure's waist with the same string and it was very tight, indeed! As she progressed, Marie Laure's breath was becoming shallower and shallower, more and more difficult. Brigitte was very proud that her submissive wasn't trying to escape her grip or protest in any way. At the end, she could just use the top of her chest in a frenetic panting which had the interesting side effect of making her breasts jiggle in the most suggestive way.

Brigitte wasn't done with Marie Laure. She produced a set of short manacles she placed behind her back. She took then a piece of golden string and she attached her elbows together as tight as she could, pulling them together as closely as she could. She didn't expect to make them into contact for that first bondage session but she told Marie Laure her pleasure of having been able to reduce the gap down to four inches.

- You'll see, my dear, in no time, less than a week, I'll make them touch one another perfectly and make you keep the position longer and longer, eventually for hours. I'll then send your photograph to specialized magazines and people will pay dearly to take a picture of you in full bondage gear! You may have a gold mine there!

Her last whimsy was to make the young woman wear platform shoes with 6 inches heels. Marie Laure was afraid even to move for fear of falling down. Brigitte helped finally her victim to kneel down in front of an armchair on which she sat down voluptuously.

- Now, place your head under my skirt and use your tongue swiftly on my clit and clit. If you don't keep me satisfied, you may have to face a very bad moment!

Marie Laure had so far never touched another woman but, somewhere, she knew Brigitte was the kind of mistress that should be pleased whatever the cost. She reluctantly but she obediently placed her open mouth on Brigitte's slit. Her mistress was already toying with her whip, tapping her back with the knotted end of her punishment tool.

Marc's girlfriend was maybe not really experienced but she compensated her lack of knowledge with a laudable good will and an innate talent. Brigitte thought she would need just a few weeks to transform Marie Laure, either into the lowliest of cheap tramps or the queen of their future nights, at least until the little Virginia had reached her sexual maturity.

When Brigitte was about to cum, She called for her husband and Marc.

- Jean, Marc's little slut licks like a pro. You should try her! She is a natural, I'm sure of it! I'm about to cum really hard. I would like you to make it more difficult for her by giving her a harsh beating while she is performing so nicely : a good spanking would be appropriate, a few hard strokes with your belt or even your horsewhip. It would just make her nicer for me as she sucks me to climax. When she'll have accomplished her job, her duty, I should say, you make take care of her, you and Marc. Sandwich her with your huge cock in her bottom and Marc in her mouth but I want you to make her scream really loud!!

Marie Laure made ample progress in her sexual training that day, with an impressive series of first times in her young life. She had to recognize, to her shame that some of the experiences Brigitte submitted her to were very pleasant and even exciting and she would love to make a habit of them, even though the price would be a few moments of discomfort or even actual pain as she had discovered.

Marc and Marie Laure spent the night at Jean and Brigitte's home. Quite evidently, Marie Laure and Virginia focused the interest of the three dominants. The next day, Virginia put on a long enveloping cape on her naked body. She was led to the booth where all the intended piercings were to be realized. Jean, Marc and Brigitte watched avidly all the steps followed by the smith. When everything had been done, Jean and Marc left with the young girl. They made her into the car in a nearby underground parking, but in the trunk. Marie Laure had been waiting patiently there in that cramped space. Marc had decided in the middle of the previous night au milieu de la nuit, while he was deep into his playmate's now quite loose ass hole that he would like to make her wear the same body jewels as Virginia. Marie Laure, as usual, had shilly shallied for a moment until she decided to submit to the will of her lover with the help of a long flogger.

Marie Laure wore only a large poncho that attracted for sure the eyes but much more for its unusual and colorful appearance than for its obscenity. Nevertheless, it was indecently short and she was totally naked underneath. She was rather afraid about what was in store for her. She was just aware that Virginia didn't look particularly to have been given a rough ride when she climbed into the trunk. It was enough for her to stop worrying.

The man who was about to pierce her, told them his name, Romuald : definitively old fashioned, Brigitte thought. He had cropped hair, wore trendy clothes. Marie Laure instinctively felt he was bi, the kind who didn't like women and herself in particular. Nevertheless, he used the classical pouches of refrigerating medium to anaesthetize the zones of the piercings. He shaved carefully her already bald cunt as the smallest hair could cause a problem of asepsis and delayed healing In less than sixty minutes, Marie Laure's body was adorned with rings : two thin but wide to her breasts, two thicker but smaller in diameter to her cunt lips and a last one, thin and small to her clit hood. Marc, mindful of the reaction of her university professors had spared her from having a ring attached to her septum, the base of her nose that would have given her a very animal look, marking her publicly as a submissive.

- Just a remark : it won't change anything important for you : instead of attaching your leash to your nose ring, I'll just use one of the rings of your cunt lips.

In exchange, Marie Laure was given a few evocative tatoos : on her back just above her anus, a short text announced in capital letters :

RESERVED FOR MARC AND HIS FRIENDS

On the other side, her cunt wore another provocative sentence :

GENERAL ENTRANCE - CONDOM FOR STRANGERS

Romuald laughed loudly while tattooing the text Brigitte had prepared.

- Just a question : do I count among your friends? If the answer is yes, I'll make good use of their back passages and I won't charge you for the tattoo of these two bitches but you'll come back with them next week : I must check that they heal normally. Won't you leave them to me for a whole day, in order for me to show them to my friends and customers?

- No problem for the first one, her name is Virginia, but Marie Laure leaves for Paris tomorrow or the day after. . .

- A pity! Maybe next time?

- Certainly! When will we be able to fuck them without risk?

- If you leave them alone, I would say two weeks but I'm pretty sure they will be used repeatedly on a daily basis. I would advise you to be careful for a full month.

- Then let's us be lavish : we'll leave you both girls for a day and night in a month!

Both couples met every week-ends or so, for longer and longer sessions, either in Paris, or in Sedan. One month after their first visit to Romuald, they came for their control visit at his personal address. They wore again their cape and poncho as the first time. Brigitte and Marc accompanied them while Jean was busy preparing a picnic for the next afternoon. They crossed the city on foot, this time to make the walk longer and more enjoyable as the two dominants really enjoyed exhibiting their submissives in the street. Both of them wore outrageously high heels and wiggled their hips as if they were mounted on ball bearings. Apparently, they were now quite at ease walking nearly naked in the town center.

Romuald wanted to show both domes the healing was now perfect. Therefore, he made both girls disrobe in the center of the room. They were now accustomed to their lower status and were at last deprived of any shame or modesty. For them, now, indecent exposure was the norm and they wouldn't mind if they were told to cross a street at peak hours completely naked! Romuald placed Marie Laure and Virginia face to face with their hands manacled in their back. He adjusted their positions until their nipples came in contact. He made them in addition push forward their cunts until their now laser depilated mounds were also in contact. Then he placed padlocks to bind their rings : the nipples first then each cunt lips and finally their clit rings. Both girls were now totally bound, unable to move at all.

Romuald proposed Marc to take off his clothes as he had done. The cunts of both submissives were unattainable but their ass holes were totally available. Romuald greased them copiously with a very thick cream. He positioned himself behind Marie Laure and told Marc to proceed in a similar way with Virginia. Just an instant later, both girls gasped wildly as they were skewered to the hilt by the impressive cocks of their respective studs. Now that their had been used repeatedly by several men, there was no point for foreplay any more with normal cocks. Each kick into their buttocks elicited a back stroke that ensconced simultaneously their breasts, their cunts and their clits. The two girls had some painful problems coordinating their moves but the four of them finally found a good rhythm. They cummed violently, the dominators first as befits their role and, a minute later, the submissive girls followed the masters.

In order to avoid injuring the bound girls, both men pulled out in a hurry, leaving them standing in the center of the room. As they were no more submitted to the attentions of their masters, they concentrated on the feelings that came from theirown bodies. Virginia started by delicately rubbing the excited tips of her breasts against her friend's. Marie Laure accompanied the movement by leaning her pubes against Virginia's. After just a few lewd movements, their lips joined quite casually and their contact transformed in a few seconds in a deep and passionate French kiss.

Romuald and Marc watched the two girls exchanging love bites but they realized, they could fall down and injure one another. They hastily took off the bonds, helped the two girls on the floor and refastened their bonds. This time, Virginia's nose ring was attached to Marie Laure's clit ring. Virginia was in the upper position while Marie Laure had to submit to her friend's ministrations. Virginia had become very skilled and Marie Claude was already moaning desperately with her legs wide open. Their new position was still perfect for back entrance but both men wanted to draw new pleasures from their subs. They were soon retied another way but this time, they had their tits tied together still head to tail. The interest was that now their cunts were also totally available. Romuald filled Marie Laure's cunt while Marc, remembering that Virginia was probably promised to a big Dane offered his cock to her lips while he frigged her clit with his right hand.

The room was soon filled with avid slurpings and moans that made both men hard again in a moment. The girls didn't need special skills to drive them to climax and soon Marie Laure's then Virginia's mates exploded in the tight sheath they were ramming like demented people.

Brigitte and Marc left, as agreed, both girls with Romuald. They didn't question his schedule for the night. Romuald could use them as he wanted as long as Brigitte and Marc could take possession of them back the next day around 2 PM. Brigitte had gathered that the girls would be exhibited in the courtyard to Romuald's customers and friends, probed, mauled and finally sexually used by men and women. As long as Virginia's chastity belt wasn't removed, Brigitte didn't care a damn. Marie Laure would get interesting experience that could be useful in the future.

On the Saturday, at the agreed upon hour, everyone was on time at the meeting point. Marie Laure and Virginia were waiting patiently, stark naked, kneeling on a table, outside in the courtyard, their knees resting on a big metallic ruler with a triangular shape. It was probably very painful for them. The weather was very cold and a drizzle was covering their bodies with a wet shine but they didn't move at all except for occasional shivers. Their backs, buttocks and breasts had been marked with a sound whipping, probably in the morning. Both of them had a big plug in black polymer deep in their asses. Marie Laure had in addition abig vibrating dildo deeply embedded into her cunt while Virginia had a vibrating clit teaser on her cunt. They were clearly on the throes of a terrific climax but they desperately tried to hold back. Romuald told Brigitte and Marc he had thought both girls had cummed sufficiently on the previous evening and during the night. This morning, he had decided that they were forbidden to cum. Any transgression would imply a couple of a long horse whip strokes for both of them. It was quite evident that neither of them had been able to resist to the stimulation. Brigitte made the girls keep them in the trunk as she drove home but she took off both vibrating sex toys. The girls were clearly exhausted and would need some rest to take care of Brigitte, Marc and Jean.

Brigitte stopped on the way back in an old quarry she knew. She ordered Marie Laure to pleasure her with her mouth while Virginia offered the same service to Marc. As the drizzle had transformed to a heavy rain, Marc and Brigitte remained seated in the car, just turned sidewise while the girls were on their knees outside, kneeling in a puddle of muddy water.

The weather, quite normally in early May, had suddenly changed to mild with some warm sun drying the grass, Marc got out of the car in the clearing he had chosen for their picnic. Their high speed drive on the nearly empty motorway had covered the wind shield and the lights with dozens of little flies, mosquitoes and other insects. Their remains soiled the protection windows. Marc immediately saw there the perfect occasion to humiliate both girls in front of Jean and Brigitte.

- Girls! The lights are disgusting with all these insects crushed on the windows. You are going to clean them immediately! Hurry up, lazy bones!