* This is part three of an ongoing series. Though the previous chapters have been submitted under Sci-Fi & Fantasy, this chapter I've submitted under BDSM. The story still takes place in a magic and fantasy setting. Be aware that this chapter has a much heavier focus on lesbian domination and submission than the previous chapters.
*Very big thank you to Jordan Church for editing and helping me out.
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This week started out normal. I was in an adventuring group with my two best friends. Sure, we weren't shaking the world yet with any amazing exploits, despite what my diary would tell you, but we were making it happen. Our team was Alice, our healing mage, Kelsey our fighter, and me, our quick-witted, beautiful and clever thief.
Ok, I'm mostly just good at picking locks. Critical for adventuring, and don't let anyone tell you otherwise.
It all started going crazy for us when we met Mercy. She has a personality as massive as her muscles. Kelsey and I were in awe of her right from the start. Alice was a bit wary, until our first mission with Mercy. There's carrying the team, and then there's having Mercy on your team. Holy moly.
It has been a wild few days that have somehow led me here, where I'm naked and kneeling beside Alice, who is also kneeling and naked. Each of us have new jewelry, a matching golden ring with a small jewel that dangles from a short chain on our left nipple. The golden band Mercy had put on me wasn't so small when she had first shown it to me. Originally it was the size of a wedding ring, but once Mercy activated the enchantment on it, the ring began shrinking until it completely encircled my painfully erect nipple. Currently our jewels are both colored red.
I say currently colored red because earlier I witnessed this young slave trainer named Rose place a matching ring onto Alice. When I watched it happen from the upstairs landing, Alice looked terrified. She looked like she recognized what the ring was and knew what it could do. When Rose put the ring on Alice's nipple, Alice had a big reaction. I watched her have a massive orgasm. Her nipple ring jewel glowed a bright green at the time.
I'd lost a bet with Mercy. She had wagered that if I could last longer than Alice, as in don't cum first, I'd win the bet and she'd wipe my debt clean. (I owed her a lot of money for funding my gambling habit.) I lost spectacularly by having the biggest orgasm of my life, and because of that, I now have this new jewelry, and I still owe money to Mercy.
Standing in front of Alice and me is our host, Charity and her trainee Rose. Currently we are staying at Charity's business house, a slave training center. Charity and Mercy go way back, and she said we could stay here as long as we wanted. A bit of a mixed feeling for me, since right now I kind of don't want to be here. Probably because I'm on my knees in Charity's dungeon. But I'm new to this city and have no other options... I'm broke, and now in debt.
"You need to train slaves in the proper poses. Hammer the positions home with repetition and discipline. You can also use a reward and punishment system." Charity mentored her student. They both wore thigh high leather boots, but Charity wore a corset and long leather gloves that went to her biceps. Rose had a wide leather belt around her waist and a dark chocker that was covered in large metal spikes.
"We're not slaves." I said to the two.
Crack
"Silence slave, or I'll muzzle you like the bitch you are." Rose said, striking me across my right boob with her riding crop. It left a red mark on my skin.
Ouch, that hurt a lot. No wonder Alice stayed quiet. I could see she had red marks scattered all over her large breasts. I'm not too sure how much longer Alice has been in this dungeon than me. It can't have been more than a few hours. Not to say a few hours isn't a long time, but I'd only been gone a few hours. I had gone out gambling with the money Mercy had loaned me. When I returned Alice and Charity were gone, Kelsey and Mercy were still drinking. Kelsey was super trashed from whatever drinking game they were playing. I'd helped her to bed, and on my way to my own bed I got curious and ventured into Charity's training dungeon.
"You! Mouthy redhead, observe the big-titted slave." Rose pulled me from my thought's. She directed my head by using her riding crop to push my chin to the right. I saw Alice mirroring my kneeling position. We both were sitting on our heels, knees together and hands resting on our knee's. At first, I'd tried to cover myself, and was swiftly cropped.
"Blond, I want you to demonstrate the position's we've gone over so far. Red, you will emulate the pose. If you do a satisfactory job, you will be rewarded. If not, you will be put on the barrels." Rose told me. Though she spoke to both Alice and me, she only looked at me. It left an odd feeling of nervousness and... excitement in me.
Looking at Alice, I could tell she was frightened of the barrels. Earlier I had seen her tied to the barrels. There were two barrels. A small barrel the size of a stool, which laid perpendicular to a much larger barrel, forming a T shape. Alice was made to sit spread-legged on the small one, and her arms were tied and pulled back around the larger barrel behind her. The effect left her strained and extremely exposed.
"Right now, you both are in a simple kneeling position. Simply called the kneeling position, you will kneel, with your back straight, knees together and hands resting on your knees palm down. Now I want you to go to the resting position." Rose said, beginning the training. "You will hold the position until you are given a new position, is that understood slave?"
"I'm... we, are not slaves." I said to her. Rose swiftly responded with another snap of her crop to my chest.
I began to mimic Alice. We were both already kneeling, sitting on our heels., s Slowly she moved her hands to clasp one another behind her back. I moved my hands to clasp behind my back. Alice spread her knees apart. Her face turned a deep red, and she began to look away, trying not to make eye contact with anyone in the room.
I felt a nervous thrill run through me, starting at my chest, and moving through my stomach, where it lingered. Like I had stage fright, I felt butterflies in my stomach. I know it was silly, everyone had seen me naked already, but this felt different. Like I was exposing my self like an exhibitionist.
"Now!" Rose brought the riding crop down on my right thigh. The shock of the crop mixed with her shout, I nearly leapt out of my skin. I quickly spread my knees apart to mirror Alice, I felt such shame. I could feel the shame high in my cheeks. I felt the cold air on my pussy, along with Rose's stern gaze, judging me, looking down her nose at me, mentally and physically. This young pink and purple haired woman I'd just met an hour ago was bossing me around with such confidence.
Rose corrected my posture with small taps of her crop until she was satisfied with my form, then she walked over to Alice and did the same.
"What a good pair of slaves you both make" I heard Charity say. I looked over my shoulder to see Charity re-enter the room with Mercy beside her. Mercy was naked and carrying a small keg of ale on her left shoulder and a large cigar in her right hand, while Charity held a couple of empty mugs and a leash. Mindy crawled on hands and knees behind the two tall women. The leash was attached to her slave collar, which also ran two short chains to her wrist shackles, forever keeping her unable to fully extend her arms and hindering her crawling.
"Don't mind us, we are just getting comfortable. We are ready to watch and see how you do, Rose." Charity told Rose as the three made their way onto the platform we were kneeling on. They circled into Alice's and my view. Charity once again on her throne, while Mercy sat in a chair beside her. I'm not even sure when that chair was put there.
"Next is the 'inspect' position" Rose said. I looked at Alice to see what to do. Alice, while still kneeling, moved her arms from behind her back, to behind her head. She interlocked her fingers and used both hands to lift her long sandy blond hair up. Her posture had a slight lean backward to it, making the position seem to highlight her large chest and her neck.
I followed suit, unclasping my hands from behind my back and moving them to interlace behind my head. I found this position to be so much more embarrassing than the resting position. In this position I felt so much more exposed, and I don't have any words to explain why. I was still showing off my privates, but in this position, it felt like I was shouting my nudeness.
Rose walked over and slowly squatted in front of me, resting her knees on my thighs.
"This is the inspection pose Red. In this position, your mistress can properly inspect you." Rose spoke lightly to me. Her left hand reaching beside my head and took hold of my interlaced fingers and some of my hair. Her right hand gently traced my left bent elbow down my arm to my armpit.
"Your mistress can inspect and feel your hairless body, and your perky tit's." I felt her gentle touch move to my left boob, and slowly it pinched and pulled on my nipple ring, and then the red glowing gem. I felt such a pleasant and strong vibration emanate from the nipple ring. The vibration felt like a wave of pleasure lancing through me to my back and then like a wave it moved up and down my body, down to my toes.
My eyes closed and I gasped and moaned uncontrollably with each tug of the jewel. I could hear Rose chuckling, before she jerked my head back. I once again gasped and my eyes flew open to see Rose's eyes inches from my own, boring into me. She had these beautiful light green eyes that seemed so deep and vast. I found myself not blinking while I took short shallow breaths.
