Worm 9 Margo And Karen Visit

"I'm telling you, there's something wrong with this. First Linda, then Sabrina, now Julie. They all go for a visit to where we couldn't wait to escape and now all are suddenly moving there to live, happy to do so, I might add."

Karen Barnes sipped her drink as she listened to Margot Seine. They had been friends since grade school, had been part of the Sadistic Six in middle and high school, creating terror and bullying others all the time. It had been a good time, some of the teachers so scared of them, they barely had to attend classes.

All six graduated and left for better futures. One was murdered, the crime still not solved. Three of the five left were now either living back there or moving back there for no apparent reason. It made no sense to return to where they spent every day wanting to leave so Karen had a point. As to the conspiracy, that was normal for Karen's thinking. Time to toss water on it.

"First, Linda didn't move back for a visit, Ronnie was promoted and transferred there so it just happened to be where she used to live. You can't blame him for taking a step upward in a good company. As to Sabrina and what's his name, I have no idea. They went back because her father was extremely ill and recovered enough during her stay for her to go home. Perhaps she simply wants to move closer to take care of them."

Snort

"She argued with her family all the time. They were as happy to see her leaving as she was to leave. Why would she suddenly want to give up a good job for her and Johan to just take care of the parents. Makes no sense."

"What I agree on, is that it makes no sense for Julie to live there. I mean, we all know she left that job rather than be fired for some stupid political move only to move in with Brin and what's his name, but to visit Linda and Ronnie only to suddenly not want to leave? It's been almost a month since she visited and she's not even on social media anymore. The only reason we know she's alive is that she's been seen in the background of when Linda did a Facebook posting. She even laughed and waved at the camera."

"Precisely my point, Margot. The only time I've ever seen Julie laugh was when she dragged someone through the mud at school. Now, well, she seems almost happy and there wasn't any muddy ground or victim in sight."

Margot shifted in her chair, her feet still resting on the naked man kneeling under the table. Both women were using him for a footrest as they sat on the patio, a lawnmower heard in the distance to break the silence. She tapped her glass, another naked man rushing over, to remove it, leaving a filled glass in its place. The man had to be aware of when either woman tapped the glass to have it replaced or there was pain to pay.

The one on his knees belonged to Karen, the one fetching was Margot's. Both were bullied shortly after they moved her and now they served their Goddess, going to their own part time work while Goddess was at her work. It had been months since either woman had seen the inside of a grocery store or had to find where the mop or vacuum cleaner was stored. The men were called slugs, and it was their job to do all that for their respective Goddess.

"So, your version of this is that we make an unannounced visit, see if it's the water or air that makes them happy, find a vaccine and put them back to normal." Margot, shrugged, "I admit it sounds more fun than some of your conspiracy theories."

Karen didn't respond, aware she saw these conspiracies everywhere, not the least concerned if anyone proved them to be false. It was a conspiracy, thus by definition there would be few clues.

"I know I'm right on this. Linda kept in shape by dieting. Now look at her postings, she's got a gut that looks like she's happy doing sit-ups. I mean, look, I can concede it's possible Julie stayed because they had a three some with Ronnie who looks like he can handle two women. It doesn't sound like Linda to share but we've all talked about how Ronnie looks like more than a man match for her. So I get that. But it doesn't count for why Brin and him would want to go there."

"Fine, we can go in two weeks."

"Why then?"

"That way slug can paint the front room and have the decking finished before I get back. No reason for me to put up with the noise and fuss."

Her friend nodded full agreement. She'd have things for her slug to do as well.

Charlie Davies served her third customer of the morning and her shift only started ten minutes before. It looked like a busy day, which meant a busy tip day if the three baristas were lucky, and they usually were. The coffee shop was known for fast, efficient, and friendly service as well as good coffee. The customers were mainly nice and most left decent tips, so it could be worse to Charlie as she took the next order.

She was busy until she looked at the lobby to see Master enter the door. He simply walked over to sit an empty table, taking out his phone. Charlie sighed, not loudly, but inwardly. It had been almost two weeks since Master visited, and she doubted he was here to just check on how his favorite dominatrix fared. A most reluctant dominatrix who was still juggling work, life, and a bunch of slaves she didn't want around. She had no idea who Master was other than someone she simply could not refuse, the only reason she was even close to being a dominatrix.

At break time ten minutes later, she walked over to set a drink in front of him before sitting with her own drink so she could look out the lobby windows.               After a few sips, he looked her.

"Still trying to keep busy?"

"Trying? Master, only thing I have trying in my life is you." Charlie looked at him to sigh loudly. "Since you haven't been driving me nuts in a while, I'm guess I'm about to get a migraine."

"Just letting you get used to having all these slaves catering to your every whim. Now that you got bitch a job, farts can do the maid work."

For the umpteenth time Charlie wanted to know how Master knew every aspect of her life and decisions, and for the umpteenth time, her mind dismissed the question. Bitch had a law degree in its previous life, wanting to get a position with a high-powered law firm, handling high powered cases with wealthy and grateful clients. Now bitch had a legal position with some non-profit places, places that helped those who bitch used to kick for fun, places that allowed bitch to wear the dog collar and respond to its Mistress when Mistress was willing to call to talk to bitch.

The work was only part time, bitch happy to take the job Mistress told it to take, but bitch still wanted to serve Mistress as Mistress wanted. What bitch was not yet aware of, was that Mistress already approved for bitch to work a lot more hours than twelve to fifteen. Farts, one of the bully friends bitch used to hang around with, could do the maid work although farts love of bondage meant Mistress Charlie had to keep farts bound in many ways to keep the newest slave happy.

Charlie took a sip of her drink. She had five slaves so far thanks to Master having her snare and dominate them. All of the three females, from what Charlie gathered so far, were part of the same high school gang who terrorized fellow students and several administrators. Charlie knew Master didn't attend the school, so she was still unsure of why he was so interested in the Sadistic Six as they openly referred to themselves, or why he wanted her to have them crawl, beg, plead for abuse, and openly show love of being degraded and humiliated by Mistress or any stranger she appointed.

Charlie was a simple barista, much like now, when Master first entered her life, offering her a chance to make some money and improve her circumstances. She was shocked to find he knew of her secret and didn't care, he didn't want her for porno films, he wanted her to dominate an aggressive woman along with her husband to the point they preferred to serve. Charlie had never dominated anyone in her life but found she couldn't refuse the man who simply introduced himself as Master.

She was making more money now, also lived in much improved circumstances. Instead of the run-down shabby apartment she could afford, she lived in a nice house, in a nice neighborhood and traded in her unreliable junk car for cash, now driving one of the nicer cars of one of her slaves. Slaves that cleaned the house, did the laundry, cooking, shopping, and allowed Mistress to use their credit cards.

Charlie was shocked to discover how easily she took to dominating the couple in question, having them both submit, even spending a weekend at a beach cabin where the couple openly, eagerly, served total strangers both sexually and in any way to please them, as long as Mistress was pleased with them.

When Master had her take on the second couple, Charlie was faced with a four day limit, for the couple was around to visit the parents. She considered it impossible, but at the end of the four days, they both crawled and begged for her abuse and attention. Separately, for neither knew the spouse was also under her control, for Charlie knew to control one without the other would only make it difficult later.

The second couple still lived in another city, seeking to move here so they could serve Mistress better, they just needed to find work before being allowed to move.

Farts was the third of the gang to fall, coming to visit to see why everyone now seemed so happy, when they all were happiest when torturing the weak people that seemed to always be around. Farts fell the first day, placed in bondage, something she never wanted but for some reason, kept her so aroused she begged for an orgasm.

Now farts, instead of going to the police, eagerly lived to serve Mistress, Mistress discovering farts idea of being punished was to be free of bondage. Charlie could only shake her head at this weird idea.

Charlie had no idea Master was a mind controller, openly controlling them all simply because he had seen one of them humiliate his girlfriend in public, discovering their treatment of her in school was the reason she didn't do what she wanted, only wanted a job where contact with people was minimum and she didn't have to be out and about. She was now, Master using his mind to let her know he was safe, and when he showed her videos of one of her main abusers begging for abuse, letting her know she could abuse her abuser all she wanted, he was happy she declined, but she was happier her boyfriend was all about her safety. Now they dated more openly, his girlfriend starting to get back on track of her life.

Charlie had no idea, she just knew she did as Master said, for he kept his word, and she was now making more money, living better, and able to follow on some of her own interests she didn't have the time or money for before. She knew she would do as he wanted now, her mind accepting without question.

"So, Master, what is it you want from me now? I only have a few minutes before end of break."

"You're getting rude, Charlie."

"I'm a dominatrix now, remember? Rudeness is a trademark."

He looked at her and she grinned at him.

"Okay, if you like that idea, I can do more of it. If not, what is this about?"

Master knew of her secret, had seen it openly as she didn't hide her body when he was around, and she changed clothes. What made her feel safe, occasionally a bit irritated, was that he didn't seem interested. A woman trying to show off to a man she liked didn't want disinterest, but this was Master, so her mind again let it slide.

"Karen and Margot, the remaining two of the living five sadistic six, are planning on coming here to see what the fuss is about. Apparently, farts is no longer going online yet has been seen in Facebook time that bitch does, so it worries them. They see her in the background, so they wonder why she moved back to a place they all wanted to leave. Plus, bitch has been wearing revealing clothing, showing some abs which neither of her friends understand as bitch has usually been careful of what it eats, but didn't do workouts."

"The two are coming to find out why? Why is bitch suddenly doing workouts and seeming happy while before she would look almost angry? I get that, I've seen some of her older online stuff. As for farts, that is her decision, not mine. She, it, made the decision to stop going online and I haven't forced the issue. Its online presence wasn't all that exciting."

"Pussy and deviant want to move back here, another thing bothering them."

"I can't help that; I can only put on conditions such as not until you find work with good paying jobs so they can support their Mistress. At that point, if or when they make it back here, I'll have them know the other spouse also obeys Mistress. Until then, I find it interesting to have one do something while knowing the other is in the house. Trying to obey Mistress without the spouse discovering has been entertaining."

"At any rate, they are planning on leaving their slugs home and coming here without telling anyone. They want to spy, see what is going on."

"Slugs?"

"Boyfriends. They dominate them and refer to them as slugs rather than any name. Thus, both are slugs even if only one woman is around. For the week they will be here, the slugs have a to-do list such as painting, doing work around the house. The messy and noise work is to be done before the lady of the house returns or there will be prods in places that hurt."

Charlie frowned.

"Great, two at once and dominate as well. You just can't keep making this more and more challenging to me, can you?

"I'm sure you'll do your usual exceeding of expectations."

Charlie didn't think so as she tried to gather more info on the two women, two dominating, aggressive women who wouldn't be that easy to control. Granted, when Julie came to check out what was going on, Charlie was shocked at how easily she submitted when put into bondage. But two at the same time, that was a challenge and as Master predicted, she was finding the challenge interesting. If she had Master's mind control ability, she would find it easy, just demand he reroute their minds. But since she didn't believe in it, didn't know it was real, she had to do this like any person who had no ability. She had to outthink, plan, and have impeccable timing.

If she thought of a plan other than kidnapping and torture. Since she wasn't sadistic, it wasn't good to try to torture, more so if the two women were experienced at inflicting pain on their own. They'd know more about it all than she did. She did know none of the three women she already enslaved were happy their two friends were coming to gain evidence and rescue them. No, they were not allowed to contact them or say anything if they should contact the slaves.

Farts, while begging to be used by its owner, offered to sign a contract, an idea Mistress didn't think about, all five of them openly went on video to be recorded as reading the contract, agreeing with it, signing it, and making sure the original was in the hands of Mistress. The video also included their desire to turn over all worldly goods to Mistress, who they wished to own them in all ways.

Charlie kept the videos on her laptop, the documents signed, and copies of the videos given to Master for safe keeping. If any of them tried to pull a fast one, she had hours of them begging to serve, to be used, to be abused, begging for Mistress to do whatever as long as Mistress didn't stop seeing or abusing the slave. It would be hard to go to court, such as farts tried, if all evidence showed Mistress offered them all a way to leave if they so desired. All were adamant they wanted to stay, be owned, and serve.

Karen and Margot settled into their hotel room, refreshed, and left to stake out Linda's house, aware she and Julie were often together. As was suggested, it was possible Linda's husband initiated a three way, thus making Julie want to stay as Ronnie was quite virile looking and acting. They knew outright asking would be denied, but if they found that was the reason, they could return home knowing. It still didn't explain why Sabrina and husband were actively seeking work here with an eye to moving here, but that was for later.

It was a boring stake out until the police arrived, wanting a reason why they were there. Neighbors called to complain the two women were watching houses with binoculars and seeming to take pictures of the neighbors. They tried to explain they were doing no such thing, the binoculars and camera in plain sight on the dash. Then they tried using birdwatching as an excuse. Then the officers asked for license and registration, Karen trying to start her car, declaring she had enough of this nonsense.

Charlie looked through a panel of the fence, watching as the two put up a fight, demanding badges, and IDs from the police. Charlie was still watching as the two were cuffed, placed into the squad car, a tow company arriving to take the car with out of state plates away. Then Charlie went back inside.

The next afternoon, after paying over three thousand in fines and impound fees, the car was back. Charlie nodded. These two might be aggressive and dominate, but they didn't seem very creative. She called the police about a car with out of state plates watching the neighborhood, using binoculars to look into windows. Then she watched as the same officers from the day before arrived to talk to them.

Once the yelling died down as the cuffed women were again taken away and the car impounded the second time in two days, Charlie saw bitch's phone light up. She ignored it, turning on the phone to listen to the message left, a message from Karen who needed a good lawyer. She deleted the message. Why would their friend Linda offer her attorney experience when her friends were caught spying on Linda's house two days in a row? Apparently, they thought friendship meant no one would question any of this.

Charlie walked to the kitchen, grabbed a plastic cock full of water, and went to the garage where farts was bound to the workbench. She fed the cock to the newest slave, the throat muscles almost yanking the dildo out of Charlie's hand. Charlie smiled at the woman in the bondage hood, the one with the wet spot between her legs.

Undoing her shorts, Charlie let her erection fall free, giving farts the order to worship the cock and make it happy or no more water. The mouth surrounded by leather went gapping until it made contact, Charlie's cock getting licked, kissed, and then sucked until she thought it was going to be pulled off her body. It was a pleasant feeling, Charlie now aware of how it could be termed a woman could suck the chrome off a trailer hitch.

Dumping her load, she also pissed, farts eagerly drinking the warm water. Charlie shook her head as she pulled her panties and shorts up. For someone who claimed they were kidnapped and forced, farts now was willing to do anything to please Mistress. This had future possibilities to Charlie. For now, the two women.

As Charlie suspected, Karen and Margot stayed in town, determined even more to find out why their friends were happy so they could be rescued and saved. Charlie had seen some online pages bitch and farts had of them, in what appeared to be a well-equipped room with cages, suspensions, crops, and items Charlie had yet to identify. Charlie did with household items and a few store-bought items cum slut and bitch wanted Mistress to try on them.

Master also told her Margot was diabetic and Charlie had to be careful to ensure the woman didn't get too high or too low. Great, just what she needed, more conditions for this mess. She started to use a sarcastic reply to Master but stopped, knowing it would be ignored. He seemed to like to annoy her.

Meet two aggressive, dominating women, one of whom needed medical supervision, convince them they would rather submit to a woman they didn't know, and do so in the three days they had left of their visit.