I was sitting in my living room when I heard the knock on the door. I rose to open it and admit Lilly and Farah still wearing their school uniforms. It was a Friday evening, and I was taking a risk having them over so soon after last time. I didn't want the other students to start asking questions and maybe going all Nancy Drew over where these two went every weekend. I thought the risk was worth the reward though, there were lessons taught last time that I needed to re-enforce, and mistakes made that I needed to correct.
"In the bedroom and get changed, your outfits are laid out. When you are ready come back out and bring your underwear." I said in a firm voice and the girls quickly moved to comply. Lilly glanced back at me but I just gestured to the door and she hurried to comply. A few minutes later the girls came out and quietly moved to stand in front of where I lounged on the sofa. Both girls were wearing their body stockings and a set of leather cuffs on their wrists and ankles. I took a moment to run my eyes over the incredible gifts that I had been given. While they were only a year apart in age, they couldn't look more different.
Lilly was barely up to my chin in her shiny black platform heels, and at best a hundred pounds soaking wet. Her lean, smooth legs rose to narrow hips and a tight ass. Her tiny waist gave her hips some curve, but it was her B cup tits that gave her any kind of feminine shape. They looked large on her tiny frame but were still small enough to be hard and pert without any support. Her nipples made firm tiny points through the sheer lacy material of her black body stocking. She looked like a girl wearing her mother's lingerie to impress her boyfriend, except when you looked into her eyes. In her eyes there was a smouldering fire of lust, a fire that I had been carefully stoking to ensure it burned steadily without burning out. She had gotten a taste of what sex should be like and wanted more, much more.
Farah on the other hand looked years older than Lilly with a mature voluptuous body compared to her friend's elfin physique. She was eye level with me due to the white heels she was wearing. Her legs were well formed with a noticeable calf and thick but firm thighs, and her hips flared in a smooth curve giving her a hot round ass. Her waist was wider than Lilly's, but still narrow enough to give her the hourglass shape thanks to her tits that strained the material of the bodystocking she wore. Her dark middle eastern skin contrasted perfectly with the white lacy outfit and her long hair was pulled over one shoulder, like cold dark water flowing over rocks. Her expression was different too, where Lilly was eager and hungry Farah was nervous and hesitant. Like a child in line for a roller coaster they really don't want to ride on.
I rose and picked up the pink leather collar and leash that was sitting on the coffee table. I stepped over to where Lilly waited. She lifted her chin and pulled back her hair to let me buckle it around her slender neck.
"Lilly Chang, do you accept this collar and your position as my charge with all of the obligations that go with it. Understanding that as your handler I am responsible for your behaviour and welfare, should you do so."
"I do" she replied with a smile, then gave a curious look when I took her underwear from her hand. They were comfortable cotton panties, I had told them not to change before coming over. I took Farah's underwear from her then wadded them up into a ball and raised them to Lilly's mouth. "Open up."
Lilly's eyes widened and she took a step back, raising her hands in protest. "But, but those are dirty." She blurted.
I froze and allowed my face to transition from surprise to anger. "Last time you were here, your big mouth just about ruined everything, so you need to be punished. Now, open your mouth."
Her eyes darted from my glowering face to the wad of cotton in my hand as she cowered back. I could feel the tug on her leash that I held in my other hand. "But, but..." she stammered.
I took a long calming breath, then let go of her leash letting it fall then turned to reach for my phone. "Fine." I said "Take off your collar and get changed. I will call you a cab to take you back to the dorm."
She gasped in shock, "What? No, no its, its.." she stammered.
"What, what is it?" I roared and she and Farah both flinched away. "Do you remember what you just said, you said that you accept your position as my charge, and my role as your handler. Well, a huge part of that is trust, trust that I know what I am doing."
I pointed to where Farah stood, shaking in fear at my tone. "Last time we were together, Farah was terrified but trusted me enough to give herself to me. You almost fucked that up because you didn't, you questioned what I was doing."
Lilly stepped back fearfully, I had never treated her like this and her eyes were wide with surprise and shock. "No, no, please." She stammered.
"Now, I am trying to teach you a lesson, a lesson in trust and obedience. But you are again refusing to trust me, to trust that I know what needs to be done. Our entire relationship is based on that trust, but if you don't trust me anymore then I can't do this." I allowed my voice to change from anger to disappointment, even allowing a catch in my throat.
"Farah needs a safe word to be able put her faith me, I didn't think that you did as well. If that is what you think of me now, then I don't want to do this anymore. I thought we meant more to each other than that." I was almost sobbing as I let my hands fall with defeat as I stared at the floor.
I felt the moment drag out, this worked for Catherine on Ashley and I hope it would work here. I felt Lilly's hands on my cheeks and I opened my eyes to look down at her. Her face was a mix of fear and sorrow as she rose up on her toes, pulling my head down so she could press her ruby lips against mine. She kissed me softly, lovingly and held it for what felt like forever. When she pulled back I heard her whisper "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry."
She lowered herself back down on her heels pressing her leash into my palm with one hand while the other plucked the wadded cotton underwear from my slack fingers. Without hesitation she pushed the soiled panties into her mouth, her eyes locked on mine the whole time. I gently turned her around and pulled a length of black silk from my pocket. I heard her whimper softly as I pushed the ribbon between her teeth.
"Thank you" I whispered into her ear as I knotted it tightly behind her neck. She nodded in response then whimpered again as I pulled her arms behind her back and clipped her wrists together. I breathed a quiet sigh of relief, I wonder if Catherine was this scared when she challenged Ashley. Of course, she was trying to make Ashley a better woman, I am just making Lilly a better slave.
I took her by the shoulders and laid her down on the coffee table on her stomach. I nudged her legs apart and unfastened the tiny snaps that secured the crotch of her body stocking. "You remember this, don't you?" I chuckled as I pulled out the remote controlled vibrator and held it in front of her face.
She nodded, her eyes a mix of anticipation and anguish as she also remembered what I did with it. She moaned quietly as I slid the lubricated sex toy into her tight snatch and refastened the crotch of her outfit to keep it in place. I then clipped her ankle cuffs together and pulled her legs up, fastening them to her wrists with a short chain to complete the hogtie. Just for fun, I pulled her leash down her back and secured it to her wrists as well. It was long enough that she could get some slack by arching her back but if she relaxed the collar dug into her throat making her struggle to breathe.
"Your punishment will be to remain like that until I think you have learned your lesson. When you wear that collar you accept me as your handler and that means following my commands, understood?"
She nodded again, her eyes screwed up in discomfort as she bit down on the gag in her mouth. The sound of creaking leather accompanying her grunt of pain.
"Don't worry, here is something to distract you from your predicament." I said with a smile as I triggered the vibrator with my phone. She moaned again, a different sound of frustration as the slow regular throb of the device buzzed inside her pussy. She recognized the setting that I had used in the car last time. A whimper escaped her gagged lips as she remembered the feeling of unquenchable arousal that this would soon bring to her. I stroked her glossy hair and smiled down as she squirmed in her bonds, the quiet buzzing of the vibrator escaping from between her legs.
