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I felt so bad for slave amy, my once Mistress, once she thought the only gf of Master Cock, now nothing more than a lowly worthless slave, like me. He really tricked her.
We were led inside on all fours, Cock taking me by a chain passing through the ring on my collar and clipped to my clit ring, the tinkle bell sounding as we walked. Nikita took slave amy the same way, so humiliating to be led by someone you thought was your friend. Now she is in charge and poor slave amy is their toy.
Nikita. She was very intimidating. Asian, but if I were guessing, not Chinese. Maybe Viet or Cambodian. She had a tough look about her, certainly messing with my theory that all Asian women were submissive and made excellent slave material. Nikita had Mistress written all over her.
She talked like we weren't even there. "These two have potential, Diaw. I think we can get double their current value with a little training. How about we send them to slave school to increase their worth. I checked and it is $500 per week for one, $750 for two. They would come back as perfect little asian slaves and we could auction them off at the next club meeting."
Diaw? Is that Cock's real name? Slave school? Auction? Club meeting? Slave amy, how could you not know they were plotting behind your back?
"Really? What do they teach them at this slave school?"
"Everything you want from a perfect pet. How to walk like a slave, how to talk like a slave, how to please every Master and Mistress. They will return with only one goal in life, to please their owner. And once they graduate, you can bet their value will skyrocket."
"Ok, that's fine, but we need to wait a week. This one," as he jerked my chain causing me to yelp, "has a flight to catch this afternoon."
"You're kidding, you are letting her go home? Why?"
"Yeah, well, she'll be back next weekend, you can count on it."
The fuck she can, I thought. The moment I get out of here, I will never set foot in Texas again!
"Why should she come back. She doesn't look overly thrilled by all of this."
So right, fuckhead.
"You'll see, just trust me." They took us to the bondage room, so much more crowded with the new equipment. Telling us to STAY, Nikita got bowls of oatmeal, I guess, some gray mushy stuff anyway, and set it in front of both of us. But before she left slave amy, she spit in her oatmeal and laughed in derision. "Oh, how the mighty have fallen," she said. "I can't believe you thought I would give him to you and that you thought we were through. It just took time to plan your enslavement, you piece of fuckmeat!"
I hated her. It is one thing to be a good loser, but so much worse to be a poor winner. If only I was able to use my brains to think of a way out.
We ate like animals, without the use of our hands, food and goo all over our faces. I was sure I tasted male semen in my oatmeal, but that could be my imagination. After all the semen I had swallowed, I imagine a Big Mac would taste like semen.
Diaw returned with Nikita. "Take that stupid whore and cage her until later. They were getting a little too lovey dovey last night. No need for them to see each other again until slave school. I'll get this one organized."
I tried to give a kissing shape with my lips towards slave amy. Maybe she saw it, maybe not. Nikita jerked her head away quickly and the last I saw of my friend and Mistress and now sister in slavery, was her naked ass, the tinkle bell hanging from her clitty, as she walked away, a bitch on a leash.
"Let's go, slave. Time to get you cleaned up. I really doubt they would let you on the plane like this."
Back to the shower room. Diaw chained my ankles, but freed my wrists and released the leash. He gave me time to clean myself and brought in some cosmetics and hair brushes. He told me to be kneeling at a certain spot in 30 minutes, or he would add a stripe or two to my ass.
The next 29 minutes were so luxurious. A shower never felt so good. I turned it up and scrubbed and scrubbed my cum caked body. I washed my hair twice and pushed the shower head into my cunt and then my ass, allowing the water spray to wash away the memory of all those cocks, all that fucking, all those nightmarish hours.
Thirty minutes later, I was kneeling on the spot he had ordered. I was still trying to figure out how he expected me to return. Did he think I would return for slave amy? Then he was an idiot. I felt sorry for her, but return for her? No way.
The door opened and he appeared, holding some clothes over his arm. He told me to hold out my hands, and he removed the steel cuffs I had worn for days. He told me to lower my head, and he reached around and somehow removed the steel collar around my neck. I felt more naked. I loved the collar. I would have to get one in L.A..
"Open your mouth, slave," and when I obeyed, he penis gagged me. I hate that gag.
He told me to get on all fours, and when I did, he released the chain connecting my ankles, and then the steel cuffs. He told me to spread my knees and when I did, he reached between my legs and I heard and felt him padlock my pussy rings together. Fuck.
"I have removed much of the metal, since airport security might be a problem for you. The piercing rings are titanium so they will not set off any alarms. The lock? Not sure. If they do a hand search, that's your problem. I am sure a PhD can handle that, right slave?"
I moaned into the gag.
"In a few hours, I will take you to the airport. You must go back to California, or your cousin at Baylor would be suspicious. But your life as a PhD student is over. You are my slave now and you will return after wrapping things up. I will give you one week and I have provided your airline ticket for your one way trip back here. After all, with the profit we made last night and what we will make from the sales of the pictures and videos that we took of you the last few days and in the future, it is the least I can do."
Penis gagged as I was, I could only shake my head. There was no way I was coming back. No Fucking Way!
"You silly little slave, of course you will. Follow me on your knees." I followed after him, out of the room, down the hall, and into a workroom, I guess his den or study. He directed me to a computer and right away, I knew I had a problem, a big problem. He had my email on his screen, messages from my mom, my UCLA advisor, and friends.
"Think of the consequences if you don't return. You no longer have email access, since I have taken it and changed your password, and I have prepared a mass email to be sent out highlighting the best moments of your days here. If you are not on that plane when it arrives next Sunday, then your friends, family, and school administrators will see the real you. Here, I am even returning your cell phone. You can have it; access to your gmail account is all I need. In fact," he began to unstrap the penis gag. "I want you to call your mom right now and tell her about us."
"Wha!" I started to say.
"That we met at UCLA when we were both undergrads. That part of the reason you wanted to come to Texas was to see your cousin, but the main part was to see me and spend time together. And now that you have, well,... You can call me Diaw to your mom. Then you hand the phone to me."
I was sick. No, I wouldn't do it. No!
"If you don't, this is what I will do. I will hook the thickest titanium ring in your nostril. I will shave the side of your head so the SLAVE earrings are totally on display. And I will call Hawkeye back for another tat. Decide now, because, I am hitting the speed dial for your mom."
He handed me the phone and I wanted to vomit.
------------------------ Nikita spitted into my doggy bowl, fed us goo! I was too hungry and too scared not to eat. Tears ran down and dropped into my doggy bowl. I was sobbing uncontrollably.
As I was chain lead away by Nikita I glanced at slave s and I think she threw a kiss at me w/ a sorrow filled look. I know she felt for me. Thank you slave k. It was wonderful knowing you. Amy felt for you, too.
For the first time in my life I felt depressed thinking that my life is over and I'll never enjoy sex again although I will be having a ton of sex earning good money for Cock and Nikita. In order to make me a better fuck, I'm sure Cock and Nikita would force aphrodisiac down my throat or inject estrogen in me to make me extra horny. Men like to fuck horny whores, no doubt.
Nikita dragged me to a small room. She yanked hard on the chain clipped to my cliffy ring that went through my collar ring. She walked so fast that I couldn't keep up on my four. I felt I might lose my clit. As my tinkle bell rang Nikita walked even faster.
The small room looked like a laundry room but instead of washing machines, it has two small metal cages about the size of a washer tipped to it's side - it is only two feet tall.
Nikita opened the cabinet doors and found a penile gag and a donut shaped mouth stretch. She stuck the donut into my mouth which forcefully stretched my mouth open - it was very uncomfortable and I was not able to speak. Then she pushed the penile gag deep into my mouth touching my throat.
I was very uncomfortable plus my face was coated w/ the goo they fed me and it is started to dry. I still have cum all over and inside my body. Doesn't look like I'd get to clean myself.
Nikita ordered me to climb half way into the cage and lift my butt up. I obeyed, like I have a choice. I knew Nikita will be looking for every chance to whip me. Even when I did obey, Nikita landed a heavy slash on my cheek "Butt raised higher you stupid whore". Sob sob sob... I whimpered like a wounded dog.
Nikita pushed a remote controlled dildo deep into my dry cunt. It was cold and hurt like I never felt. For the first time in my life as far as I can recall my cunt was dry. Poor Amy had lost her sexual desire! I might as well be dead. No, I'd be better off dead.
Then she triple pad locked my cunt shut and that hurt, too. Because my snatch was pulled wide open by chains and now it is pulled together in opposite direction to shut the canal passage. That's not all. Nikita clipped a metal bar to my ankle cuffs forcing my lower body to spread apart.
Then a penis shaped anal hook was inserted into my ass. It was a very long penis and the head was extra thick. I felt the hook went deep into my butt.
Nikita ordered me put my hands behind my back then she cuffed them together. I was told to crawl forward all the way into the cage. I had to crawl with only my hind legs, my face scraping the cage's metal mesh floor.
She pushed my head down touching the meshed floor and locked my nose ring to the cage making my head immobile.
