1 comments/ 22524 views/ 6 favorites Bully for You! By: TheDougler80 Claire, who was 18, was a not a popular girl, she wasn't necessarily a loser either, but fell somewhere in the center of the social food chain. She had red hair, pale skin, with a very pretty face; she had fairly large breasts for a girl her size. She was walking to class minding her own business when Brie one of the most popular girls in school and her cohorts came walking down the hall in the opposite direction. Brie, who was also 18, was your run-of-the-mill high school hottie, a teen beauty with flowing blonde hair, tall, and breasts on the smaller side but they worked for her, straddling between a B and C. As she passed Claire, she pushed her into the lockers and laughed the word, "loser," while all her friends laughed. Claire picked herself up and continued to class, she knew what was coming next. Later that day Brie was walking home with her friends, discussing weekend plans now that the Friday school day was over, when she got a text that read, "rents left 4 wknd. Get here now." She put her phone away and turned to her friends, "Uh, I gotta go guys something came up." Her friends gave a puzzled look as Brie turned around and hurried away in the other direction. Brie arrived at a house that wasn't hers; she entered the unlocked door and immediately went to a door that led to a basement, from the way she moved through the house it was clear she had been here several times before. The basement was seemingly empty there were a few things here and there. Brie new exactly what to do, she took off her book bag and placed it in the corner next to another bag that was already there. She removed her shirt and bra, and put them in her book bag; she did the same with her skirt and panties, but left her heels on. Her pussy was completely bald as she was instructed to keep it. Brie opened the large canvas bag that was waiting for her and began to take out the equipment in it. There was a hollow steel bar that was around three feet in length that had a cuff at each end of it, and set a regular handcuffs, a blind fold and an 'O'-Ring gag. With everything in hand the young girl went to the center of the room and stood just below a short chain hanging from the ceiling that had a D-clamp at the end of it. Brie locked one ankle into the bar and then the other, forcing her to stand with her legs spread wide; she then place the O-Ring in her mouth and secured the strap behind her head before placing the blindfold over her eyes, and cuffing her wrists in front of her. She then reached up having to feel around a bit in her blinded state and found the D-clamp, she could barely reach it but found the part that opened and slipped the center chain of her handcuffs into the carabiner. As it snapped shut behind her cuffs, she slipped her heels off and kicked them away from her, losing the height; she had to stay on her toes to prevent the cuffs from digging into her wrists. As soon as she finished she could hear foot steps approach her. It was Claire, wearing a leather corset, thigh high boots, and hair pulled back tight into a pony tail. She approached Brie bound before her and wasted no time. She placed her hand on the captives girl's pussy and gently stroked it as she said, "You just couldn't help yourself could you? I send a text and just come running, well don't worry honey, I will give you what you NEED." On her last syllable she gave Brie's clit a harsh pinch, who could only respond with a throaty moan, her gag preventing all speech. Claire removed her hand from Brie's pussy and inserted her index finger through the center opening of the "O"-Ring gag, giving Brie a taste of herself. "But first I think you need a little payback for this morning." Claire got something out of one of her hidden stashes of sex toys. She stood before Brie again and removed her blindfold, after her eyes a adjusted to the light she could see Claire standing before her with an evil grin on her face and in her hand a large metal hook shaped object with a bulb on one end and an eyelet at the other. "You remember this don't you?" Claire asked in a condescending tone, Brie sheepishly nodded her head yes. "So you know where it is going don't you?" again Brie nodded. "Good girl, if you were this cooperative at school I think you'd find these sessions far more pleasurable." The truth of the situation was Brie thoroughly enjoyed the punishment and had for more than two years now. When the girls were 16 their mother's were good friends and thought it would be a good idea to have the girls to have a sleepover. Even back then their social statuses were clearly defined and Brie was furious to have to spend the night at the house of a less popular girl. In the basement the girls were playing truth or dare, Brie experimenting with bisexuality at the time dared Claire to kiss her. When she did, Brie mocked her apparent inexperience and Claire, so offended slapped her across the face, an act that aroused Brie so much she begged her to do it again. From there their relationship escalated steadily to what it is today. Both knew without saying it, that Brie pushed Claire on purpose knowing full well the punishment that would follow. Behind her captive, Claire lubed the bulb of the hook and fed it between Brie's spread ass cheeks, when it touched her anus her body instinctively clinched but Brie quickly relaxed her sphincter inviting the hook into her ass. As the bulb slipped passed her anus and into her rectum her sphincter closed around the body of the hook. Claire fetched a bit of rope and fed it through the eyelet at the other end of the hook, she then gave Brie's hair a pull, and the tied girl tilted her head back so that she was now looking straight up. Claire used a knot she had learned about in a BDSM forum and tied the other of end of the rope into Brie's hair. With both ends secured, they weren't going anywhere; any attempt on Brie's part to bring her head forward would bring the bulbous end of the hook deeper into her anal canal. "Just one more thing, and then we can get started with your punishment sweetie," Claire spoke in a tone that made this seem like it was the most natural thing in the world, and it drove Brie over the edge to submit to her. Brie was considerably taller than Claire, who had to get a small stool and place it in front of her prisoner. When Claire stood on the stool she was able to look down on Brie's face, which was projecting the pleasurable pain of her predicament in her eyes. Claire reached down and attached a clamp to Brie's right nipple, keeping eye contact locked while she fed the chain attached to the clamp around the back of her neck and clamped the other one down on her left nipple, and she liked watching Brie's expressive face react. The chain had virtually no slack, so again any movement on Brie's part would cause it to tug upward on her nipples. Claire also took advantage of her superior position over Brie but literally and figuratively by spitting into her mouth through the center of the O-Ring gag, Brie gave a little moan as she could do nothing but allow it to slide down her throat. Claire stepped back and admired her handy work. Between staying on her toes to keep the cuffs from digging into her wrists, keeping her head back to keep the hook from delving deeper into her ass, and the taught chain connected to the nipple clamps wrapped around her neck, Brie was in quite the predicament. Claire fetched a whip and a smaller 'cat-o-ninetails' and brought them to a near table. First she took the nine tails and began to circle Brie lightly lashing her with it. A few strokes on the right butt cheek, and a few on the left, until she came around the front and gave her breasts the same treatment. With each hit, Brie couldn't help but jostle a bit, and even the slightest bit of movement was felt in her nipple and ass. Claire gave a few lazy strokes of the nine tails to Brie's pussy before setting it down in favor of the real whip. Brie had felt the lash of this whip before and waited in anticipation for its first violent caress of her skin. The whip had a six foot range, so Claire stood eight feet back and got it moving back forth, getting a good momentum going. She took a step in and the whip connected its first strike across Brie's stomach leaving a read mark. Brie gave a harsh groan as pain and pleasure mixed in her body and mind. After several more strikes, Brie has red lashes all over her breasts, stomach, thighs. "I think that's enough for now, I have something else in mind for you today." Claire set the whip down and approached Brie's bound body again with a tube of cream. She squirted a generous amount of the lotion into her hand and began to rub it into Brie's crotch as she continued to address Brie, "I think it's funny you like to play it so tough in front of your friends, you know one day I am going invite them all over and let them see just how good a friends you and I are." Brie moaned at these words. As she spoke she really worked the cream into Brie's pussy, making sure to cover every bit of it in the salve, even reach back and putting a bit around her sphincter. Claire removed her hand, tossed the tube aside. Brie able to only look up at the ceiling heard her walking away from her. Claire ascended the stairs as she told her "I am going to go do some homework, I will come back for you in an hour and we will have some more fun. Until then, enjoy that Icey Hot." As she said this Brie felt her pussy begin to tingle as the analgesic cream's effects began, she squirmed as much as she could, but with the hook in her ass and the clamps on her nipples she could barely move. Her legs being spread wide by the bar between her ankles allowed a nice draft that only exacerbated the effects of the cruel cream on her sensitive pussy. "Who's the loser now?" Claire said with a laugh as she turned off the light and closed the door to the basement leaving Brie in complete darkness to writhe in her binds. To be continued... (hopefully soon) Bully for You! Ch. 02 Brie was a beautiful young girl, but here in a dark basement with a gag in her mouth, clamps on her nipples, a hook in her ass, and analgesic cream burning her bald pussy she didn't feel very pretty. Claire, her mistress, had left her here for an hour as punishment for pushing her in front of Brie's friends. She bound her in this fashion and set it up so that Brie's slightest movement would excite her anally, Claire was fucking her up the ass and wasn't even in the room. Claire wasn't always this proficient of a mistress; in fact she used to not be a mistress at all. Claire's role was of Brie's accidental design. Brie, stuck in this compromised position allowed her mind to wander back to how this all got started, if for not other reason than to distract her from the Icy Hot Claire rubbed into her crotch. Back when they were both eighteen (Note from the author; I realize that they were 18 in the previous chapter and this is a flashback, but due to a temporal rift in the space-time continuum created by age of consent laws and the short sightedness of the author they are both 18 and consenting adults in this chapter as well, for more information on temporal rifts in contemporary literature do an internet search on the term "retcon"), Brie and Claire's mothers were good friends, so in their heads it only stood to reason that their daughter's be good friends too. They had set up lunch dates as a foursome with stagnant conversations, and the occasional parlor game. But their unique 'friendship' was created one night when their mother's decided they had to have a sleepover. The moms went the Brie's house and Brie and Claire were left to their own device in Claire's house. Claire did her best to entertain her guest but Brie had no interest in the activities Claire was trying to push. Brie was a bit of bitch, and decided to knock Claire out of her comfort zone; little did she know this would be her down fall. "Have you ever even kissed anyone?" Brie asked Claire with a smarmy tone, clearly trying to point out Claire's inexperience. Claire had no real defense because it was true that she hadn't even ever kissed anyone. Brie continued her teasing, "Why don't you kiss me right now? At least then you can have at least tried it." Claire agreed, she was a shy girl, but Brie was goading her into it. The two kissed, Brie tried to add a bit of passion to it, but Claire kept her lips pursed, mostly from inexperience than prudishness. "What a little prude," Brie said with a laugh, at which point Claire had had enough of her teasing and slapped her across the face. Brie gasped surprised by the slap, but she couldn't ignore the involuntary spasm of her vagina. She had never felt anything like that before, and she was desperate to feel it again. "I bet you won't do that again!" Brie falsely protested offering her cheek to Claire. Claire cocked her arm back, eager to defy this bully, but then it occurred to her, she saw right through Brie. "You liked that didn't you?" she asked rather plainly. "What? No, why... why would I like that?" Brie stammered her answer riddled with uncertainty and desperation to hide the truth. Claire put her hand down and said "Take off your shirt," in a strange tone of voice, it was somewhere between a question and an order. There was no inflection in her voice to suggest it was a question, but this was definitely a test and at that moment neither girl knew what the outcome would be. Time froze in Claire's bedroom for a moment, both girls looking at each other, neither moved a single muscle for a few seconds. When Claire's expression didn't change, Brie reached down with her hands and pulled her shirt over her head, taking it off, and offered it to Claire in her hand. Claire reached out slowly and accepted the shirt, "now the bra," she said in the same tone as before. Brie reached behind her back and undid the clasp of her bra and let it slide down her arms, revealing her bare breasts to Claire. Like the shirt she handed it to Claire who took it in her other hand. Claire tossed Brie's shirt and bra onto her made bed, and said in a sterner and surer voice, "the rest," any semblance of a question was gone with those two words. In this moment Claire and Brie's new roles had been defined. Brie undid the button and fly of her jeans and pushed them down to her ankles before stepping out of them completely. She hooked her thumbs into her panties and brought them down as well, as she stepped out of them she kept them in her hand to give to Claire. When Claire took her new submissive's panties in her hand she pointed out the noticeable wet spot in the crotch of the garment. "You really like this don't you?" Claire asked with a bit of a laugh. Brie couldn't meet her eyes; she looked at the ground and crossed her arms and said "I don't know, I just, and I mean yeah, it's kind of hot." The reality of the situation was setting in as Brie realized she was completely nude standing before another girl who was completely dressed. She never felt more vulnerable, and yet never felt more right. Claire didn't know what to do next, but she knew she didn't want to derail this train, she didn't have much experience regarding anything sexual, so she had to shoot from the hip, but she knew she had to maintain the situation, if she played her cards just right this could be the beginning of something truly special that could last for years. She didn't realize how right she was. "Get on your knees, sit back on your feet, place your hands in your lap, and stay just like that unless I tell you to move., and don't speak either" All hesitation was gone, from both girls. Brie didn't miss a beat; she got down on her knees sat back on her feet and placed her hands in her lap without saying a word. Claire went to her desk a retrieved a few items, she stood behind Brie and pulled the sitting girls hair back and put it into a pony tail with a scrunchy she had. Then she moved around the front of Brie and took a knee before her, as instructed, Brie said nothing. Claire produced two wooden clothes pins. She placed one onto Brie's left nipple, who winced and then released a pleasure filled moan. Claire did her best to not change her facial expression, despite being immensely intrigued by her reaction, and gave the right nipple the same treatment. She stood and asked Brie, "Do you like that..." she paused for one second before adding "...slut?" Brie took a breathe and said sheepishly, "Yes, Ma'am" "Ma'am?" Claire thought to herself, she knew she had her. Claire lifted her leg and put her foot on Brie's chest between her breasted and pushed her back. The blonde fell backwards right on her butt, the movement jostled the clothes pins on her nipples causing her to again moan pleasurably. Claire continued, "Masturbate for me." Brie reached between her legs and began to aggressively pleasure herself, considering the circumstances it was not long before she came with a screaming orgasm. The rest of that first night Claire played a few games with Brie's body. She placed clothes pins in various locations on Brie's body, she inserted various things in her vagina and anus going as far as to sodomize her with a fairly large cucumber from the kitchen, and with a vegetable jutting out of her asshole, Claire made Brie go down on her until she came three times. By the time Brie's mom came back to pick her up, both girls had redressed and agreed to not speak of this at school. Before Brie and her mom left she asked if it would be ok to sleep over next weekend. In the coming weeks Claire did loads of research online about how to be a more effective mistress, and each weekend Brie was more than willing to be her submissive test subject. She ordered various sex toys off the internet, all which played a role in further debasing Brie. At school, you'd never know these two girls even knew each other outside of the school. But when the weekend came it was the BDSM de jour. One week in the summer between junior and senior year, their parents went out of town together, Claire had Brie make fists and then surrounded each hand in black electrical tape rendering her fingers and thumb useless before placing a dog collar on her and making Brie her puppy for five days, she even slept in a doggy crate. Claire became an expert with ropes and knots, one of her favorites was to tie a rope around Brie's waist and then feed two more through her crotch tying them to the waist rope at her belly button and the small of her back with special knots that tightened with each step, causing the course rope to dig deeper into the young girls pussy. Through the course of two years there was no depravity that Claire could conjure that Brie wouldn't submit to. High school graduation was in a month; both girls had applied to State U at Claire's instruction. Claire's intent was to have the two of them become roommates so that she could continue to have Brie submit to her, perhaps even to a greater degree. Brie was hesitant to this arrangement, she enjoyed the submission now, but knew that the first semester would set the tone for the next for years, and wasn't sure being Claire's sub is what she wanted for her 'college experience.' Brie's mind snapped back to her present predicament as the light returned and the basement door opened. She instinctively tried to look, but was immediately reprimanded by the rope attached to the hook in her ass. "Silly slave, you think you'd learn by now, but I think you've suffered enough with this," Claire came behind Brie's bound body. She tugged Brie's blond hair down creating the necessary slack to remove the bulbous end of the hook, Brie moaned into her gag as the widest part of bulb stretched her anus to its limits. Claire undid the knot from Brie's hair and allowed her slave to look forward. Claire brought with her a bucket of warm soapy water, and a rag. She tended to Brie's pussy, washing away the remnant of whatever Icy Hot was left. Brie breathed a sign of relieve at the soothing action of the warm wash rag. Claire removed Brie's gag, who worked the action of her jaw a few times before saying "Thank you Mistress Claire." The nipple clamps were removed next, followed by the spreader bar at her ankles. Claire addressed her slave, "I think you've learned your lesson, It's about time we temper some of this pain with pleasure, after all you deserve a reward for being such a good little submissive today and keeping quiet while I got my homework done." With a key, Claire reached up and undid one of Brie's cuffs allowing her to bring her arms down. Brie was led to an old work out bench which was strategically positioned between two load bearing poles in the basement. Brie lay on the bench on her back; her hands were recuffed under the bench. Claire set to work with her ropes. She tied one around Brie's waist and one just above her breasts just below her shoulders. Both were to keep her from bucking wildly. She then tied one ankle to one pole and one to the other, effectively spreading Brie's legs even wider than before. The bench too, was slightly too short, and Brie's ass hung off the end, which made her ass cheeks spread with her legs. All of Brie was available to Claire in this position. "Are you ready for your reward?" Claire asked as she turned to Brie now wearing a fairly large strap on dildo. Brie took a deep breathe and exhaled an anticipatory "Yes mistress." To Be Concluded...