Keisha responded quickly, "Yours, ma'am."
Lisa slowly moved her finger up and down Keisha's crack, brushing her little rosebud each time. Keisha jerked and gasped in shock at being touched so intimately. "So if I want to do this, that's fine with you?"
Humiliated but knowing she had no choice, Keisha stammered, "Ye...Yes ma'am, it...it's fine with me."
Enjoying herself and excited by her control over the sexy young Black woman, Lisa began to stroke Keisha's pussy lips, and then began to pinch and pull at them. As her dark purple labia swelled up in response, Keisha began to moan softly and her hips began to wiggle. Lisa watched as moisture began to appear at the opening of Keisha's pussy, and then suddenly thrust two fingers into the pink hole. Keisha cried out, "OH!! at the unexpected penetration and unconsciously raised her ass. Lisa slowly but rhythmically worked her fingers back and forth, rubbing them against the top of Keisha's tunnel as she searched for her g-spot. A few moments later Keisha's low moans turned into a cry of "OHHH...OHGODDD..." and Lisa knew she had found it.
She held her finger still but kept pressure on the spot. "Do you remember asking me "why" when I told you to take off your clothes?"
Keisha couldn't keep her pelvis from moving- Lisa's finger was driving her crazy- and she struggled to answer- "Ohhh...yes ohhhh...yes ma'am, I... ohgoddd...I remember."
"Well, slave, you're going to learn not to question my commands." With that, Lisa brought her left hand down hard on Keisha's ass and at the same time, shoved the fingers in her pussy as deep as they would go. Rocked by the sudden and simultaneous feelings of pain and pleasure, Keisha let out a wail.
As Lisa continued to spank her hard while finger-fucking her at the same time, Keisha cried out over and over, "OWW! Ahh...Ohh...OWW!!" She had never felt such a mixture of pleasure and pain. The fingers in her pussy brought her to the brink of an orgasm, but the pain from the smacks on her ass kept her from achieving release. It was maddening, and after a few minutes she began sobbing from frustration and pain. Finally Lisa stopped spanking her, and pulled her fingers out of Keisha's pussy with a loud squelching sound.
"Get on your knees, slave."
Keisha pushed herself off the desk and collapsed, her legs unable to support her. She struggled to her knees and waited, trying not to whimper despite the burning pain of her bottom. "Open your mouth." When Keisha did, Lisa shoved her fingers in, covered with Keisha's fluids. "Clean them off." For the first time in her life Keisha tasted her vaginal fluids. She licked Lisa's fingers and cringed as the viscous juices slid down her throat, but she was glad they didn't taste bad. Lisa pulled her fingers out and then wiped them on Keisha's cheeks and hair. Then she pointed at a small puddle of fluid on the edge of the desk and a wet trail down the side. "What a juicy bitch you are, slave—look at the mess you made. Lick it up!"
Still on her knees, Keisha leaned forward and sucked and licked at the small pool on top of the desk, and then licked the moisture on the side all the way down to the floor. Lisa smiled as she watched the naked Black girl perform the degrading act without hesitation or protest, and reflected that things were going well.
"Wait there." Lisa went to a cabinet on the other side of the office, unlocked it, withdrew some items and returned to Keisha. She laid some things on the desk and then showed a leather collar with several D rings attached to it to Keisha. "You'll wear this collar at all times. It marks your status as a slave." As she said this, Lisa put the collar around Keisha's neck, fastened the buckle, and then secured the buckle with a tiny but sturdy padlock. Next she told Keisha to stand and when she did, Lisa fastened a leather belt around her waist. Like the collar, the belt had D rings attached on the sides and in the back. Lisa then placed leather cuffs around Keisha's wrists and secured the cuffs to the rings on each side of the belt. Keisha's heart began to race as she realized she wouldn't be able to use her hands for anything. Then it got much worse. Lisa attached a short leash to the collar, announced that it was time to go home, and with a tug on the leash moved toward the back door.
Keisha panicked as she realized she was about to be led outside into public on a leash like a dog while she was naked, and couldn't even use her hands to try to cover herself. She was terrified of being punished if she said anything, but she remained rooted to the floor. When Lisa realized that Keisha wasn't moving, she turned toward her, saw the stricken look on her face and said, "Don't worry, slave, I doubt if anyone is around. Now come on!" With that, she yanked hard on the leash and Keisha had no choice but to follow.
Lisa stepped outside into the parking lot, saw that the only people around were at the far end of the lot and with another tug on the leash, started walking toward her car. Keisha stumbled forward through the door and into the parking lot, terrified that someone would see her. The sun was setting and the rapidly cooling air swirled around her body, causing her nipples to swell up even more. Then as she walked, her full breasts began to bob up and down and sway from side to side, like floats on a fisherman's line when he had hooked a fish. Keisha had been outside in a bathing suit, of course, so she was surprised at how different it felt to be completely naked outdoors. In addition to feeling terrified of being seen, Keisha realized she also felt aroused, and that realization stunned her. Was she an exhibitionist, she wondered?
They finally reached Lisa's car. She opened the door and Keisha got in awkwardly, since she couldn't use her hands, but she was glad to be out of public view. Lisa leaned across Keisha and fastened the seat belt. As she pulled back she caressed Keisha's right breast, and then cupped and squeezed it. "Such nice tits... I'm going to enjoy playing with them. Do you like having your tits sucked, slave?"
Knowing what was expected of her, Keisha quietly said, "Yes ma'am."
Lisa dropped her hand to Keisha's crotch and played with her thick, black bush of pubic hair. "I think I'll shave you, so your lips are always visible. Open your legs." Keisha spread her knees and sat helplessly as Lisa began to stroke her engorged labia. "You're wet! You really are a juicy bitch, aren't you, slave? If you make a mess on that seat, you'll have to lick it off when we get to my place." Knowing it would make Keisha wetter, Lisa pinched the hood over her clit and laughed when her body jerked in response and she cried out. As Lisa straightened up and closed the door, Keisha flushed as she felt more fluids drip out of her and pool beneath her bottom.
Lisa got in, started the car and pulled out of the parking lot. As she did, Keisha realized that her public ordeal wasn't over yet. Anyone in a higher vehicle would be able to look in and see her. She slumped down in her seat and nobody noticed her until they stopped at a red light. As they had approached the intersection Lisa had noticed an SUV behind them, and she intentionally moved into the left lane as the light turned red. The SUV pulled up beside them in the right lane and stopped. Keisha glanced up and saw the woman driver look down at her at the same time. The woman did a comical and classic double take, then her eyes got wide and she stared at Keisha as Keisha tried to turn toward Lisa so the woman would mostly see just her back. Lisa happily took advantage of the situation by flicking Keisha's left nipple with her finger. Keisha yelled "OW!" and reflexively turned back to the right, causing her breasts to swing back and forth and giving the other driver quite a show. Finally, the light turned to green and they began to move.
Without further incident they arrived at Lisa's condo building and drove into the underground garage. After parking in her assigned space, which was some distance from the elevator Keisha noticed with trepidation, Lisa got out and came around to open Keisha's door. Opening it, she then reached in and unfastened the seatbelt, casually dragging her hand across Keisha's breasts as she stepped back and straightened up. She watched Keisha, unable to use her hands, struggle to get out of the car and taunted her. "Come on, slave—use those core muscles!" Keisha finally managed to get out and straightened up, only to have Lisa spin her around, facing the car. "Look at that mess on your seat—lick it up, you slut!" Embarrassed and disgusted with what she was being forced to do, Keisha bent down and began to lick at the pool of her fluids on the seat. In that position her bare bottom stuck out, and Lisa used the opportunity to stick two fingers in Keisha's pussy. Keisha let out a loud groan and her knees buckled as Lisa's fingers twisted inside her. It took everything she had to stay on her feet and focus on cleaning the seat.
After a few moments she had slurped up all of the moisture she could, so without thinking she backed out of the car. Lisa didn't move, however, so Keisha just impaled herself deeper on Lisa's fingers. "Oh!...Ahhh...Ohgoddd!!", she moaned as her hips seemed to move of their own accord, grinding her wet tunnel on Lisa's fingers.
"So you like having my fingers in that cunt, don't you, slave?"
Keisha wanted to deny it, but her movements and moans belied her true feelings. "Oh...yesss...yes ma'am...ohh..." Keisha was still bent over and breathing hard through her mouth when Lisa pulled her fingers out with a loud, wet "plop" sound.
"Like I said, you're a slut, bitch. Come on, let's get to my condo." With that, Lisa yanked on the leash, which was still attached to Keisha's collar, and started walking toward the elevator. With her juices running down her thighs, Keisha staggered after her, praying they wouldn't run into anyone.
To Keisha's great relief, they got inside Lisa's home without anyone seeing them. Looking around, she was immediately struck by how large and open it was. It had a high ceiling throughout and exposed steel beams a couple of feet below the ceiling, as well as two large vertical steel poles from the floor to the ceiling. These were about 12 feet apart in the living room, which had large windows along two walls. Lisa said, "This building used to be a warehouse. When it was converted into residential space, they decided to create just eight large condos with open floor plans and large windows, to let in lots of light. Most of my neighbors are artists of some sort because they like having all the light."
Lisa unclipped the leash and released Keisha's hands from the belt, but left the wrist cuffs on. "There's a bathroom down the hall. Wash up, and then make us dinner. You'll find what you need in the refrigerator."
