West Valley High Day 88 Contest Goes On

Wednesday

Susan Mitchell awoke as she felt someone attaching something to the thin collar around her neck. She looked up and saw Jennifer, the tall blonde mistress she had met earlier in the year holding a dog leash in her hand, the end clipped to Susan's neck. The girl rose up onto her hands and knees, ready to crawl behind the woman when Jennifer said "You can stand up".

Susan rose to her feet and followed the blonde woman upstairs and through the foyer of the large farmhouse. It was the first time she had been allowed upstairs since arriving earlier in the week and the thought of the warm king-sized bed in one of the bedrooms upstairs made her start to cry. She plodded through the hallway to the front door where Jennifer handed her a pair of Crocs. Knowing she was heading outside, Susan bent and put the plastic shoes on before following the woman out the front door into the cold January air. She instinctively crossed her arms across her exposed breasts, thankful at least for the thin shoes protecting her bare feet from the cold ground. Jennifer led Susan to a silver BMW SUV in the driveway in front of the house. The girl wondered what had happened to the tiny sports car Jennifer had driven the last time they met.

Jennifer climbed behind the wheel and Susan was glad to feel the warm air coming from the heater of the expensive vehicle on her naked body. The two women drove in silence until they finally arrived at the same local park the two of them had explored in the fall. Susan wondered whether the lake, where she had taken a very cold swim last time, was frozen over or not. She hoped it was and also prayed that wasn't where the two of them were heading this time.

The blonde parked the car in the empty parking lot and said "Let's take a walk" and climbed out of the car. Susan was jealous of the woman's leather boots and ankle-length coat and pulled her arms around her chest as she stepped out into the chill as Jennifer picked up the end of the leash around the girl's neck. Susan was partially thankful for the cold air as at least it meant there wouldn't be many visitors to this park on the day.

As they started to walk, Jennifer turned to face Susan and asked, "How are you doing?"

Susan thought for a moment about the question and her current attire, walking in a public park stark naked, the dog leash, competing with another woman to avoid being whipped, confined in a dark basement, and considered what a stupid question that was. But she refrained from making a sarcastic reply and finally just said, "Fine, I guess."

Jennifer smiled and said, "Well, I think we both know that isn't true. And that is why I brought you here. I have some things I need to tell you, but first, you must promise me that you will never tell anyone about this conversation."

Susan just looked at the older woman, unsure what to say. Jennifer continued, "I need you to promise me. I am risking a lot to talk to you today."

The girl saw the serious look on Jennifer's face and said softly, "I promise."

"Why do you think all of this is happening to you?" Jennifer asked.

"Well," Susan began, "my friends and I used to get away with a lot of stuff at school and we ran afoul of some of the school's governors, so they brought Krutz in and he wanted to take control, so he decided to use me as a example to the other students. My mom got caught stealing money to pay for my tuition so unless I agreed to all this, he would send her to jail and I'd be left with nothing. So, I agreed to let him use me." Susan surprised herself that she could say all of that without crying.

Jennifer stared at the girl. "What if I told you that was all bullshit?" Susan blinked but did not respond. The blonde continued, "Stephen Krutz is no more qualified to be headmaster of a private academy than I am. He makes his living torturing people and training young women to become slaves. Your circumstance has nothing to do with anything you or your friends or past students at your school have ever done."

Susan looked at the woman as she continued. "Yes, your mother has been embezzling to pay for your tuition, among other things. But she wasn't stealing money from ordinary people. Your mother has, for many years, been involved in laundering money for a drug cartel, one of the largest in the world. The cartel found out she was stealing from them. They wanted to send her a message so they arranged for Stephen to punish you to get her back in line. Many of the governors and big donors to your school are in the pocket of the cartel, either due to their drug habits or other business dealings, so it was easy to get Stephen into a position of power over you."

Susan turned away. She knew her mom's poor decisions had led her to all of this, but this story was more than she could handle. But she wondered if this was all true or just another story. She turned back to Jennifer and said, "How do you know this? And why should I believe you?"

"How I know this is none of your concern. As for believing me, you have no reason not to," Jennifer said, a flash of the steely blue in her eyes revealing her dominant nature. "I don't have to be here. I don't have to be telling you any of this. What do I have to gain by coming here and telling you lies?" Susan could see the woman was getting angry but couldn't figure out why.

"I'm sorry," Susan said.

Jennifer looked over at the girl again and her features softened. "There's more," she said. "Much more. Your mom wasn't just taking a little of the cartel's money. She was taking it all." Susan looked hard into Jennifer's eyes as the woman continued her story. "Over the course of several years, she has been slowly moving the cartel's money into a series of offshore accounts without them knowing. It's really quite an elaborate scheme. Eventually, she pulls the trigger and all of their money disappears."

Susan replied, "And what does she plan to do then? Surely they will kill her."

"I suppose her original plan was to grab you and then take the money and disappear. But she screwed up somehow. Not only did the cartel find out about her stealing from them, somehow Stephen must have found about about the whole plan."

"How do you know that," Susan asked.

"I don't really know all of this for sure. A lot I've just pieced together and there are still pieces I don't know. I do know you are the key to the whole thing. That's why Stephen has been grooming you and trying to control you. He needs you in order to get his hands on all of that money."

Susan thought for a minute. "So I should just run away. Screw all of them."

The blonde shook her head. "It won't work. There is too much money at stake and Stephen knows too many people. There is nowhere you can hide."

"What about the authorities, the DEA or something?" Susan said.

"If you could find the right person, maybe," Jennifer replied, "but Stephen has a lot of contacts. I don't know how you know who to trust." Susan thought about that for a moment and wondered if Jennifer was one of those people.

"So I should just kill myself," Susan said.

Jennifer stopped walking. "No, please don't do that," she said. "I'm telling you all of this because I don't think what is happening to you is right. There may be a way out of this for you if you are strong enough. Stephen needs you to be his submissive for his scheme to work. Somehow your mom has set it all up so that only if you willingly claim the money does it get released. Otherwise it just disappears. So Stephen has placed his bet on his ability to turn you into his submissive. If he owns you, you claim the money for him. If you are strong enough to not fall under his control, but make him think he has succeeded, you might have a chance to walk away.."

She continued, "No, your best option is to let this play out, now that you know the truth. You have to make Stephen thinks he has you under his control. Do everything he says until you have the money. When that happens, the cartel is bankrupt. All of those contacts in law enforcement and government won't help when the bribes dry up and the money for product is gone. At least that is what your mom was counting on. That has to be what Stephen thinks too, or else he wouldn't risk running afoul of the cartel. So once you control the money, you just have to deal with Stephen."

Susan thought that was easier said than done. "I still don't understand how you know all of this."

The woman appeared to turn angry again. "And I've told you that is none of your concern. Suffice it to say I began some inquiries after meeting you last year. I have some influential contacts of my own. I am telling you what I believe to be the truth. I am trying to help you. Believe it or don't."

The two women walked in silence until they arrived back at the car. Susan wasn't sure what to believe but didn't want to anger perhaps the closest thing to a friend she had left. Maybe the woman was involved and was trying to trick her into falling deeper into Krutz' control. But why tell her to pretend then? Maybe the whole thing was true and this woman was now angling for her shot at the money. But her method of disclipine was different that Krutz'. Jennifer could be kind where Krutz was just cruel. And maybe, just maybe, this woman actually cared about her. No matter what, Susan thought, she had new information and a new insight on what was happening. And that could only help.

Jennifer spoke again. "Remember, this conversation never happened. If Stephen even thinks you know the truth, I and others will be in danger. Maybe you give a damn, maybe you don't. Think about what I said and see if it helps. Now, I'd better get you back before anyone gets suspicious. But first, one more quick lap around the park. I'd run if I were you."

The woman unclipped the leash and looked at Susan. The girl looked back and realized what Jennifer meant and took off at a sprint, holding her breasts in her hands as she ran to stop them from bouncing. Susan ran as fast as she could around the lake, desperate to get back into the warm car as fast as possible.

When she returned to the car, Jennifer was smoking a cigarette and leaning against the car door, a camera in her hand aimed at Susan's bare body. "Need some evidence in case someone wonders what we were doing out here," she said. "Get in, I'll take you back to the house." Susan climbed into the car and let the heated leather seat do its magic on her freezing back and buttocks as she thought about what the woman had told her.

The pair rode in silence back to the farmhouse and Jennifer parked the car in the driveway and led Susan back inside. She kicked off the shoes in the entryway and followed Jennifer into the kitchen where Daniel Jacoby and his slave Christina were sitting around the large island. "Did the two of you have fun?" he asked as the pair entered the room.

"Oh, yes," Jennifer said, smiling. "I'll upload the video in a few minutes." Susan cringed knowing the video of her running naked around in the cold would soon be on the internet with all of the other videos of her.

"Fancy a swim?" Jacoby asked. Jennifer nodded and headed out of the room to change. Jacoby turned to the two girls. "Why don't the two of you come with me and I will show you the pool." Susan was not aware there was a swimming pool at the house, knowing only of the hot tub on the porch. She really hoped it was an indoor pool after her cold run this morning.

Jacoby led the girls down a long hall and then out a side door where the cold air struck their naked bodies. They hustled quickly across the cold sidewalk to a large barn adjacent to the house. Once inside, they were greeted with warm air and the smell of chlorine from the small pool, which was roughly the size of a hotel swimming pool and about five to six feet deep. Jennifer arrived a few minutes later, pulling off a thick robe to reveal a tiny floral print bikini.

Jennifer and Jacoby approached the two girls with lengths of rope in their hands. Christina held out her wrists, but Jacoby grabbed them and pulled them behind her back and tied them tightly behind her. Jennifer did the same to Susan's. Jacoby slid over a large metal weight with a steel pole through the center. The top of the pole had a pulley and he pulled a piece of rope through it.

The man stripped off his jeans and shirt and stood in front of the girls in his boxers. He picked up the weight and hefted it into the pool, then dove in after it and adjusted it on the floor of the pool with the rope coming out from either side. He told both girls to climb into the pool and they did. The pool was just shallow enough so both of them could stand with their heads above water.

Jennifer dove in and grabbed one side of the rope while Jacoby grabbed the other. "Time for the next round," he said. He took his end of the rope and tied it in a loose loop around Susan's neck, just tight enough to prevent it from sliding over her head. Susan realized the rope was not long enough to reach up to the other girl's neck. Jacoby waded over and grabbed Christina from behind and pushed her head underwater while Jennifer looped the other end around the girl's neck.

Christina was already gasping for air when Jacoby said, "Are you willing to work together or not?" Susan realized what he meant and took a large breath of air and plunged herself under the water, hoping the other girl wasn't playing for keeps. Christina popped up out of the water, gasping for air. It was the first time she looked legitimately frightened. She stood for a moment looking at Jacoby and then down at Susan flailing under water. She took a deep breath and held it in as she plunged under the surface. Susan bounced up as quickly as she could, expelling the stale air in her mouth and taking another deep breath of her own.

The two girls were soon diving in rhythm as Jacoby and Jennifer floated nearby watching. Susan wondered if they would step in if one girl decided she had enough. Susan was definitely thinking about it after this morning's conversation. Just pull herself under and let herself drown. But what Jennifer had said convinced her that she would not be allowed to die. There was too much at stake. Was the same true for the other girl on the other side of the rope?

Susan's legs were already getting tired from thrusting herself up out of the water every time Christina went under. She could see the look of frustration on the other girl's face and felt that each time, her time under water was getting longer and longer. Finally Christina broke the surface and remained standing. Susan started thrashing in the water, unable to hold her breath much longer. She tried to lift herself up but only choked herself on the rope. Jennifer moved quickly to her and cut the rope with a pair of scissors and lifted Susan to the surface. She swam with her to the edge and held her as the girl caught her breath.

"Well, you win again, Susan," Jacoby said as he climbed out of the pool, leaving Christina behind. She had a pouting look on her face as she climbed out of the pool, but stayed silent. Susan realized she could learn a few things from this girl about how to act submissive. Jacoby cut Christina's hands loose and cut the rope from her neck and led her out of the barn.

Jennifer helped Susan out fo the pool and untied her wrists. She handed her a towel and dried her off silently, then gave her the heavy robe. "When you are ready, come to the house," she said. Jennifer wrapped a dry towel around herself and left the barn. Susan sat down on the edge of the pool to compose herself and then pulled the heavy robe around her body and walked back to the house.

Susan heard Jennifer call her name as she entered the house and she followed the voice to the main living room, where she had helped serve Jacoby and Krutz' other guests earlier in the year. Jacoby and Jennifer were seated on the couch with Christina on the floor in front of them on her hands and knees. The man had propped his feet up on the girl's naked back. When Susan entered, he said, "let us go back downstairs" and he picked up his feet and got up from the couch. Jennifer followed behind as did Susan and Christina.

The robe was taken away and the two girls were standing next to each other at the bottom of the stairs as Jacoby went around collecting some materials. He approached Susan first and began tying a harness of rope around the girl's breasts, using the rope to outline her tits. He told Christina to kneel on the floor and the woman obeyed without a word. He used rope to tie her feet together and then to bind her hands to her ankles. More rope was used to tie her bound limbs to a u-bolt in the concrete floor.

Jacoby positioned Susan directly behind Christina and tied Susan's wrists behind her back. He placed a length of rope over Christina's neck and tied a slipknot into it. He fastened the other end to the rope harness between Susan's breasts, binding the two women together, with Christina's head leaning in Susan's cleavage. Two loops of string were placed over Christina's nipples and Jacoby pulled those up and tied them to the collar around Susan's neck. Susan realized she would have to stand perfectly still or she would choke Christina as well as yank on the girl's nipples.

The man smiled at Susan as he knew she realized what she had to do. "Christina is owed a punishment for losing the water round and, as always, Susan, the winner gets to apply it. But we thought we'd be a little more creative, especially since you did such a number on poor Christina's breasts and stomach last night." Susan had tried not to think about the massive welts on the woman's body, red stripes inflicted by Susan's own hand which matched those Christina had given her.

Jennifer approached Susan and ran a long fingernail along the girl's side. She jumped instinctively as the touch tickled her and Christina shouted "fuck" as her neck was pulled backwards and her nipples upwards as Susan moved away from the touch. The tall blonde mistress continued her assault on Susan's sides and underarms and the girl did her best to try not to move but she was very ticklish. Christina was gasping with each movement and shouting out for Susan to stand still. Susan muttered 'sorry' a few times but she knew it must have sounded insincere over the laughter from the tickling.

The assault stopped so Christina could catch her breath. Jacoby loosened the rope around her neck a bit and the girl leaned her head down and panted quickly. Jennifer knelt down behind Susan and the girl felt her legs being spread open. The blonde placed a vibrator against Susan's crotch and tied it around her leg. Susan felt the device purring against her and tried to keep still but it was impossible. Soon she was rocking herself as she felt the pleasure of the vibrations, all the while Christina was shouting obscenities. Susan rocked back hard when the throes of the orgasm hit her and Christina yelped as the rope dug into her neck and her nipples were thrust upwards. Susan panted and shook as the orgasm subsided and whispered a soft 'sorry'. Christina gritted her teeth and said only, "Payback is a bitch." Susan knew she had to keep winning.