Kayla immediately picked up the contract after Amy had put the pen down. She silently got up and walked out the room, giving Amy a subtle wink as she shut the door behind her, leaving Amy alone with Mistress Bella. The older woman stared down at her new property, Amy having signed herself over to the women to legally be owned by her. Mistress Bella stood up and Amy instinctively straightened herself to attention for the women, sensing her authority. ”Onto your back, slut. On the table. Now!” Mistress Bella shouted the last word causing Amy to jump but she got to it quickly. She climbed onto the short table with her back laying on the wood. She opened her legs wide for Mistress Bella, remember her prior instructions to always present her holes when she could. Mistress Bella responded by going down on her knees in-between Amy’s legs. She could feel a hand cares her left thigh, her heart fluttering as she desperately hoped for her dominant to touch her warm pussy. ”I can see how desperate that pussy is for attention, slut.” She felt the gentlest swipe of a finger through her labia folds, Mistress Bella held a shiny finger over Amy’s face. ”See this slut? You are wet already and we haven’t even began conditioning. Tell me girl, when was your previous orgasm before the one I allowed you earlier?”
Amy thought for a moment, ”Two nights ago, Mistress.”
”With fingers, toys or cock?” Bella asked as her hand continued to care Amy’s thigh.
”A vibrator, Mistress,” she felt a hand play open her vaginal lips and expose her clip. She winced slightly.
”Vibrator? You mean to tell me you have been over-stimulating your pussy?” Amy pondered how to answer the question before a swift slap on her thighs making her yelp. ”Answer me when I talk to you!”
”I don’t know!” Amy cried out, hoping she wouldn’t be met with another slap. What she got was worse, as Mistress stood up and unloaded a full force slap to the side of Amy’s face, tearswelling in her eyes as her cheek stung.
”Remember who you are talking to slut! You are mine! Address me properly, otherwise you being muzzled so you can’t speak. Do you like having the right to talk?” Mistress Bella asked Amy.
”Yes, Mistress!” Amy cried as tears flowed down her face.
”So answer my question, whore!”
”I have de-sensitised my clip, Mistress!” Amy waited out, her face still stinging.
”You are right, slut! And that means we will need to quarantine that clip! Same with your pussy as well. No orgasms at all until I decide that clip is appropriate conditioned for a whore of your station. Open your mouth.” Amy did as commanded, opening her jaw wide with her eyes shut. ”Open eyes, slut!”
‘Yes, Mistress!” Amy said as she opened her eyes to look up at Mistress lean her face over her. The sharp featured woman formed saliva in her mouth and spat it into Amy’s wide open mouth, the young girl feeling it land on her throat. ”Swallow your gift, slut.” Mistress Bella commanded and Amy did as she said before thanking her. Mistress stepped away and Amy would not move out of fear of consequence, not even looking in the woman’s direction. She came around the back of Amy’s dangling head and she felt a something being fastened around her neck. It gripped around her neck firmly but was not constricting her ability to breath or move her head, she felt slight violations in whatever was around her neck before it slowed down. ”There you go, slut! Properly able to see you are mine now. Get up!”
Amy got off the table and onto her feet, as she was getting up off the floor she felt a sharp smack to her arse, making her jump up even faster. Mistress Bella looped her finger around something under Amy’s chin and pulled on it, her getting pulled closer. ”Look slut!” Gesturing her head to the wall where there was a mirror. Amy peered into and first noticed the tremendous red fingerprints on her cheek from the slap her dominant had administratored to her, then underneath she saw what was attached to her neck. It was a black leather collar, stitched onto the front was the word ‘slave’ and underneath was attached a silver ring looped through the front of the leather. Amy blinked at it, the only item of clothing on her whole body. ”Turn around, slut.” And Amy spun, she heard Mistress Bella tapped the mirror and then spin her back around. The mirror had somehow taken a photo of Amy when she was turned around, this whole house having more modern technology than Amy had seen in her life. The back of the collar said ‘Bella’, signing who was Amy’s dominant. ”This here is your collar, slut. It signifies you as my property and what you are. Should anyone else ever come across you, they’ll know you are mine.”
”Thank you for this collar, Mistress,” Amy said to her.
”Aw,” Mistress Bella put her hand gently on Amy’s sore check and rubbed it, ”she’s learning.” She slipped her thumb into Amy’s mouth, feeling her tongue and rubbing inside it. ”Now slut, time to take you to your quarters.” She went to the other side of the room and picked up a leash, returned and attached it to Amy’s collar. ”Rule for you to remember, slut. You are only allowed to travel to a room to a house when leashed. You are forbidden from leaving a room you are left in unless led by someone holding the leash. Understand?”
”Yes, Mistress,” Amy said. Following this Mistress led Amy from the room and through the house. She kept a hold of the leash as she did so, although it Amy followed so closely at her heels she never needed to pull on it. They were coming to the kitchen; Amy’s senses were both hit with the smell of cooking and the sound of noise. As Mistress rounded the corner, she paused and Amy stopped next to her, what she saw was Kayla kissing a woman who appeared naked, her nylon clad knee pushed between the woman’s legs with her bare backside leaning against the kitchen island. Mistress turned to Amy, ”on your knees.” And Amy dropped down. Mistress Bella’s wife and the other woman separated from their embrace. The other woman was tall and blonde with an hourglass figure, her curves complimenting her large natural breasts, both nipples adorned in barbell piercings through the nipples and her bush darker coloured than her visible through the see-thru apron. What Amy noticed most of all was a white collar similar to hers the woman had on.
The other woman dropped down on her knees in front of Mistress Bella, Kayla stood beside her, the woman’s juices obviously soaked on her thigh. ”Mistress!” The blonde woman said, bowing her head to the woman. Amy was realising this was another slave owned by Mistress Bella as their shared dominant approached her. ”Hazel! You’ve left your pussy juice on my wife’s leg. Clean it!” The pale blonde immediately turned to Kayla and started licking her dirty thigh which the black American offered out to her, exposing her naked bottom to bothAmy and Mistress Bella, fully displaying an object in her arsehole that had a large ‘B’ inscribed on the end. The blonde finished and turned to Mistress Bella again, ”I am done Mistress, apologies.”
”Rise, Hazel!” Mistress Bella sounded more happy to see her now, not caring the woman was passwordately kissing her wife as she walked in. Although Amy was more focused on staring at Mistress Bella’s arse from behind, admiring her thick cheats swallowing the latex outfit she was wearing. The woman called Hazel rose and opened her mouth, she was shorter than Mistress Bella so had to crane her head up and the dominatrix spat in her mouth which Hazel swallowed gladly. ”How have you been, my dear?”
”I have been well, Mistress! Although Sweden is very cold this time of year.” Hazel told Mistress; she was maybe thirty judging by her appearance.
”And Mistress Heidi? How was your experience with her?” Mistress Bella asked.
”It was… intense. Mistress Heidi is youg but she holds authority well.”
”Did she fuck you often?” Mistress asked.
”Yes, she would have one of us every meal time. Then whoever she was impressed with least would spend a whole day in the dungeon with her after.”
”Well in that case,”Mistress Bella looked to Kayla. ”You had better stay in our bedroom tonight, I need to reclaim you.”
Hazel smiled, ”Thank you, Mistress. I would be honoured.”
”Bella…” Kayla nudged her wife, ”tell Hazel about her sister.”
”Oh god, I forgot that whore was behind.” Mistress Bella turned, ”were you checking my arse out, slut?”
Amy felt fear to lie, ”Yes, Mistress.”
”See this, Hazel? I get a new slave and she’s nearly as much as a whore as you. Yes, this is Amy. I acquired her today.”
Hazel excerpted, ”today? Well I supposed her pussy is bare.”
”Exactly. Amy, come hug your sister.” Amy rose to her feet and walked towards the blonde woman. The other slave smiled at her and wrapped her arms around her, her taller than Amy. Amy did the same although felt awkward embracing another naked woman she had barely met. She felt the blonde’s large breasts press against her through the apron. The size comparison between their chests almost comical due to Amy being flat chested compared to the other woman. ”Aww, they look so cute together.” Kayla stated out loud.
”I can’t wait to get to know her better!” Hazel said.
”You will,” Mistress Bella replied. ”Although not for a little while, I think Amy will need a long conditioning. Anyway,” she spanked Hazel making the woman jump, ”get back to cooking. And you,” she turned to Kayla. ”Stop distracting my slaves.” Which Kayla preciously smiled at before the two women gave each other a Passionate peck. Mistress Bella grabbed Amy’s dangling lean. ”Enough stalling, let’s get you downstairs whore.” She led her through rooms of the large mansions as she heard Hazel and Kayla go back to conversing.Taking her back downstairs to the dungeon, except Mistress Bella diverted to a barely visible door to the right of the door to the dungeon. Only visible to the eye when you paid attention to it, she pulled a small notch and it opened an oval, heavy door that led to darkness. Mistress Bella held the door, ”step in.”
Amy climbed into a small dark corridor; she could feel heard the sounds deadening as the soundproofing of the walls became obvious. Mistress Bella stepped in behind her and shut the weighted door, turning the corridor completely pitch black before small white lights ran like a track through edges in the padded black material the corridor was made with. They led her forward and she felt Mistress come behind her so she moved forward until she reached the end. Another door was blocking her way and she could not see an obvious way to open it, that was until her slave collar began to buzz and the door responded with small lights flashing and it opened automatically for her. She climbed through to a brightly lit room, still dark and padded as the cornidor was, her feet fighting the cushioning of the floor comfy.
Amy looked around her surroundings as Mistress Bella stepped through behind her and the door shut. There was no obvious bed, but she could see a square shaped soft material built into the corner of the room, that must have been where she was supposed to sleep. There was a cubical in the corner which she could see held both a toilet and shower, although the shower had a strange, shaped pole sticking out of the ground under it. Then at the back wall where the bed and toilet were, there were two bicycle like seats with a similar pole as the shower, above them were labelled both ‘food’ and ‘water’. The other end of the room was unpadded like the rest of it, it was more screen like in its material. The centre-piece of the room was furniture that rose out of the ground on black steel rods, a reverse-stirrup like arrayus where she was lay downward on her front and her legs would be in stirrups behind her, leaving her in an upward arrow shape with her posterior high in the air.
She was still taking in her surroundings as Mistress Bella tapped something away on her phone, although Amy had no idea where the woman concealed the device on her outfit. ”Just setting the room settings, slave.” The wall next to her ‘bed’ lit up, she saw numerousus circle shaped holes became outlined in a low white light. ”Get on the presenter, slut.” Mistress Bella commanded and Amy did as her Mistress said, feeling cold padding on her front as she laid down after climbing onto it. She felt Mistress adjust the stirrups her feet were in, positioning them so Amy’s large arse was raised higher and opened her legs up even more. She felt incredibly exposed on the presenter, both her holes exposed fully to her Mistress. She tapped her phone and in front of Amy an object rose out of the ground, it too her a second to recognize it as it came in herview, but it was a black metal butt plug. Mistress rounded and stood in front of her and behind the butt plug. ”What is this, whore?”
”A butt plug, Mistress?” Amy responded.
”Aw, so you aren’t completely fucking ignorant. Well good, because I think you are going to get know these objects very well over the next few weeks.” Amy studied the toy, it was not a large toy, but to her virgin hole everything would feel large in there. ”This is called the conditioning chamber. You shall stay her isolated for, however long I feel is needed. During this time you will be conditioned to become a better slave, you’ll find out how. As well as that, I will be training that precious little hole of yours, finally getting it ready to reach its potential. Understand, slut?” Mistress raised an eyebrow to Amy. She just nodded her head and for that received a swift spank. ”Talk to me when I ask you a question!”
”Ah! Sorry, Mistress! I understand!” Amy squirmed but the stirrupskept her in place. She hoped she would get used to the pain of a spank soon but that moment had not yet arrived. Mistress Bella picked the butt plug up off the pole it had risen on, she noticed the back of it had a small slot on it, although she was unsure what it did. Mistress rounded her, she heard noise as it sounded like something opened and closed. She felt her approach behind her, Mistress Bella using one hand to start massaging Amy’s arse cheats. She knew she was getting wet and her pussy hungered for touch but that never came for Amy. Finally it sounded like a bottle lid click open and she gasp out loud as she felt a cool gel like substance land on her delicate arse area. ”Oh how I do love the sound of a whore feeling the coolness of lube,” Mistress Bella said. She massed the lube into Amy’s hole with a delicate finger, it slowly warmed. ”Okay, slave. Are you ready for a finger in that virgin arse?”
Amy feel a thrumming her pussy and heart at the same time, a sexualexcitement she had never felt before. ”Yes, Mistress! Please!” The pressure she felt immediately after was immense but her hole gave out and accepted Mistress Bella’s finger. It was painful, Amy could not deny that and she squirmed slightly but Mistress went slowly. It inched deeper into her, only going centimetres at a time. Amy would wince and make the odd gasp but she held strong for Mistress. Her dominant paused and asked, ”how does that feel?” The deliciousness and care in the question made Amy glow, ”it is okay, Mistress.” After that she felt the finger start to pull outward a bit, pulling her hole open, while painful Amy feel a bit of pleasure at this. It was not like having her pussy filled, the intensity of the feeling was so different. Mistress pulled her finger out completely and squirted more lube onto the hole, re-entering Amy again, although with much more ease this time. ”Oh, I can feel this hole is just begging to be filled. You are going to be some natural buttslut when I am done with you. Am I right?”
”Yes, Mistress! Your butt slutttt!” Amy slightly yelled the last bit out as Mistress Bella’s finger went deeper than ever as she spoke.
”Good girl, I am satisfied enough.” She pulled her finger out again, leaning around the table, the finger appeared in Amy’s face. She knew what her Mistress wanted her to do, and While reluctant know she would be swallowing that fingerprint no matter what, so took the easy option. She sucked her arse off the fingerprint, it was not the most pleasant the taste but it equally turned her on more than she thought. The lube adding a necessary sweetness to the tase. Once again, she felt the coldness of lube on her arse, the excess trickling down onto her pussy, travelling through her lips and folds, turning her on more. She Then feel the cold metal tip of the butt plug press against her hole gently. She gasp as she surprisingly swallowed it whole with ease. Her arse felt so full, it was painful but pleasurel at the same time. She received a light smack and Mistress exclaimed, ”wow. I thought it would take more work than that. You are a surprise slut in the best way.” Amy felt that warmth again, the older woman’s sparse compliments always touched her deeply.
Mistress helped her off the presenter, it was hard to move with the butt plug inside her. She could barely take a step without winning, Mistress laughed at her duck legged walk. ”You’ll get used to it, slave. Trust me, for your sake I hope so. Now, to show you the utilities. She led her to small cubical first, ”here is the toilet and shower. To use the toilet, there is a remover on the wall here,” she pointed at a short rod connected to the wall with a small slot coming out the end that would fit into her butt plug. The toilet comes with a douche and I am sure you can handle all that. But never! Remove that plug for anything but this? Understand?”
”Yes, Mistress!” Amy nodded.
”Good girl, it will automaticallylly squirt lube on it so do not worry about that.” She pointed to the shower, ”now this only activates when your plug connects to here.” She pointed to the wait high rod coming out the ground, ”it is flexible so you get some movement.” She Shook it around with her hand to show the tip of the rod had some bend. Mistress Bella then led Amy out to the two seats with, up close Amy could see a connector to the butt plug going through the bottom of the seats. Mistress touched the tip, ”when you are hungry or thirsty sit on these and the food will be dispensed to you through the wall. Not right now though, you can eat after your shower when I leave. Right, slut?”
”Whatever you say, Mistress,” Amy agreed. She was desperate for a shower; she could feel the dried sweat and all other sorts of body fluid still clinging to her body like an extra layer.
”Good. Now finally, you will be alerted daily when you are to get on the presenter and someone will remove your plug and replace it with a larger one. Other than that, just enjoy yourself in here and keep that mind open and malleable. You understand, slut?”
Amy stared at the dark haired woman, her beautiful face and sharp features still enamoured her, her well trained and thick body turned her on but most of all she was allured by her personality. All she wanted was this woman’s approval, and she knew she would do anything for it. She finally nodded, ”yes, Mistress. I understand.”
Mistress Bella considered her for a moment, ”on your knees.” Amy quickly did so, the padding feeling comfy compared to the hard floors of the kitchen. Her owner towered over her, Amy’s face nearly eyeline with her latex covered pussy but she ignored it and looked up at the woman. Finally after what felt like an age, Mistress Bella spoke to her. ”Are you happy, slave?”
”Yes, Mistress!” Amy beamed up to her in a large geneine smile, she was beyond happy.
”In that case, here is a treat for how well youhave done today…” She took her long fingered hand and pulled the latex material where her pussy was to the side. Her pussy lips were there for Amy underneath a neighbor black bush. Amy had already seen her Mistress’ pussy earlier in a day but that felt like a lifetime ago now and the woman had completely changed in her mind. Her tongue salivated, her eyes bulged and she wanted to taste it. She wanted to smell it. She wanted to press her face into it and never leave but she held herself. ”You get one lick, slut. Savour it!”
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