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Cathy Unfettered Pt. 01

By: nikkiwilliams



Cathy slumped into a lounge chair, she had been pleased at the departure of her mother and her sister, Jane, on their world trip, but that was almost eleven months ago and apart from a variety of brief lesbian interludes, Cathy had been largely unsuccessful in her main plans for a harem of slaves. Cathy mused to herself that Emily, her pseudo mum, had been left to supervise her for up to two years. Cathy smiled to herself knowing that Emily could never have restricted her activities. Emily, although claiming to be straight and 'in love' with men, was in fact bisexual and very submissive when confronted by a dominatrix. Cathy knew she was the personification of a dominatrix. 

Cathy thought the problem was if the authorities did get involved, her mother would return home immediately. Cathy considered that this maybe a major problem, if her fantasies about Miss Julia Carter, her science teacher, were wrong. Cathy imagined her science teacher was a submissive lesbian who secretly wanted Cathy to dominate her but an angry teacher could cause major problems. 

However, there were things that Cathy was certain of; firstly Cathy knew that her mother's childhood friend, Kate, together with a woman called Maureen, were exceedingly submissive and ardent lesbians. However, both were married and desperate that their husbands should not find out their real sexual preference; this, she thought, made them easy targets for blackmail. Cathy also knew that an attractive young waitress, named Donna, had a craving to be a dominatrix, but had little or no experience. Cathy guessed she would do anything to learn. However, Kate, Maureen and Donna all lived some distance away across town. Finally, Cathy knew that Sheila, the owner of a local lingerie store, was also a submissive lesbian who liked to be dominated by teenage girls. She also sold sex toys and accessories to her more intimate customers. Julia Carter being one Cathy knew of. 

Cathy began planning the seduction of Julia, attempting to find a reliable way to enslave her without the risk of her mother returning. Cathy had quickly concluded that one of three strategies would be safe and possibly effective, she could blackmail the teacher, or, she could arrange for someone else to seduce her, and then take over the task of enslaving her; or she could disguise herself and simply rape her. Cathy's immediate thought was it would be safer and possibly quicker just to rape her. 

At that moment Emily returned home and sat on the lounge, she looked distraught, it was apparent that her date with John had not been the beginning of the classic romance she had imagined. Cathy tried her best to ignore her, but when Cathy asked her if she wanted a coffee, Emily burst into tears.

"OK, what's fucking wrong?" Cathy said barely holding her temper and with less interest than she had in the mating habits of goats.

Emily, made to stop crying and replied, "It was awful, even worse than Jim. When I arrived, I tried to seduce him, he looked a bit stunned and said OK, but we had to be quick, the game on television kicks off in ten minutes." Emily burst out crying again.

Trying to be light-hearted Cathy said, "Was he annoyed when you missed the whole of the first half?"

Crying uncontrollably, Emily muttered something that sounded like John's idea of the perfect fuck, was to hammer away, ejaculate, and still have time for a beer before the kick-off.

Really, Cathy did know that Emily had a very good reason to be upset, but to her the whole situation was inconceivable and frankly, it sounded hilarious! Cathy was in fact struggling not to laugh, when to her astonishment Emily burst out laughing. 

"Men!" Cathy said, "Fucking morons", and then, unable to control herself any longer, she burst out laughing. 

They both laughed raucously. 

Cathy handed Emily her coffee, sat down opposite her, and smiled. 

Eventually; Emily looked at her and said, "I am so frustrated and I know you are a lesbian dom. Will you take me? I mean make me your slave!"

"Yes. Get changed!" Cathy replied aggressively.

Emily, walking towards her bedroom, said, "How slutty should I dress?"

"Dress stylishly" Cathy said, "Imagine you are going to an important interview. Except your bra, your bra should be half cup, the one that leaves your nipples exposed. Now go get dressed, don't forget your dog collar and sit at the table and await your Mistress."

Cathy had to admit she was quickly getting wet from the image presented and went to her room, deciding to try out a disguise she had thought up for the rape of Julia. Cathy was sure she could make Emily tell her if it was an effective disguise. Cathy put on her skintight leather crutch-less pants, skintight leather top with two openings, which allowed her tits to protrude. She wore her leather boots with four-inch heels. After fitting the leather face mask with holes for the eyes, nose and mouth, Cathy smiled to herself, the only skin showing, apart from her cunt and tits, were her arms which appeared taught and strong. Cathy was surprised to find the outfit was very comfortable and, looking at herself in the mirror, she concluded that no one could possibly know who she was. 

Picking up a riding crop and dog lead, Cathy returned to the table; Emily was sat there, stylishly but demurely dressed. Cathy sat on the edge of the table, thinking Emily would make the perfect slave. 

Cathy looked at her and said, "Apart from my voice, would you recognize me if I had just walked through the door?"

Emily nodded.

"How?" Cathy demanded.

Emily, lowering her head, whispered, "Your eyes, they are very distinctive Mistress, your whole family have the same eyes."

Fuck, Cathy thought. She is right; her nickname at school is 'wild eyes' for god's sake. Cathy was so mad at herself for making such an elementary mistake. She had dressed and concentrated on disguising her body, she had never scrutinized her own face; how stupid, many of the teachers and pupils at school would recognize her eyes almost instantly. 

Cathy told Emily to stand and taking a piece of string, Cathy gathered up the back of her skirt to display the crack of her arse. Cathy tied the material to her waistband. She then did the same to the front. Emily's skirt now had two inverted v shaped openings, which gave unrestricted access to the cracks of her arse and cunt. Cathy then gathered the front of Emily's top up to her throat and tied it to her dog collar, again it created and inverted v, exposing her nipples and upper breasts resting on the platform of her half cupped bra. Emily looked most uncomfortable, all her sexual organs exposed, the stylish clothes overpowered by images of female depravity. Cathy took a blindfold, ball gag, and fitted them over Emily's eyes and mouth. Finally, Cathy manacled Emily's elbows behind her back, forcing her double D tits to stick out obscenely.

Cathy attached the dog lead and yanked. Emily stumbled forward and meekly followed. Cathy led her down to the cellar, which was fitted out as a gym. It had many different pieces of equipment including a bike, rowing machine and step machine, but Cathy's interest was in the Smith machine and weights squat cage, which she intended to use in a way the designers never intended.

Just as Cathy reached the cellar, the phone rang, Cathy panicked, it was bound to be mum, so hooking Emily's dog lead to the bike, she raced to answer the phone. It was not mum, but Donna, the would be dominatrix. Donna explained that she was in town and would like to get together. Cathy's mind went into overdrive; she could certainly help with the current domination of Emily and, maybe, the enslavement of Julia. Cathy invited her over. Donna said she would come but had to pick up a present to herself first so it would be a few hours before she arrived.

Cathy was intrigued as she walked back down to the cellar. Emily had not moved from the bike, and Cathy thought why not start with the bike. Cathy adjusted the seat so that the seat was vertical, the narrow end of the racing seat pointing upward. Cathy helped Emily mount the bike, making sure she did not sit down. 

As Cathy strapped Emily's feet, still encased in her high-heeled shoes, on to the pedals, Cathy said, "Now as part of the interview I need to know your fitness level. If your speed drops below an acceptable level, you will be punished! Now begin."

As Emily began to pedal, she tried to sit down. Cathy's aim was perfect; the narrow part of the seat divided Emily's cunt lips and started to enter her cunt. Emily jumped up and momentarily stopped pedalling; Cathy smacked her arse hard with the riding crop saying, "Too slow." Frantically Emily started pedalling, but with her arms secured behind her back, she had no choice but to sit on the upturned seat. Again the aim was true and the seat entered her cunt, she was writhing and squirming and began to make pleading noises through her ball gag.

Cathy stepped close to her and whispered, "You could always sit on your arse. Do you want me to guide you?"

Cathy stepped back and watched the spectacle, occasionally striking Emily across the buttocks or on her tits just to maintain her interest in her pedalling speed. After a minute or so Cathy was amazed to see Emily's cunt start to moisten and noted that her cunt was accepting more and more of the saddle. She was obviously tiring and Cathy amused herself by wagering whether she would stop pedalling because of the pain in her legs or whether she would orgasm before the pain became too great. To her surprise, after about three minutes, Emily's pedalling speed increased and Cathy knew from her moaning that she was getting close to orgasm. No amount of pain would stop her now. Cathy leaned forward, increased the resistance of the machine to the pedalling motion, and was amused to see Emily really struggle to keep up her tempo. Cathy increased the resistance again and saw the frustration on Emily's face. She continued to pedal even harder and started to move her cunt up and down on the end of the saddle with each rotation of the pedals. Cathy reach forward again and turned the dial to maximum resistance and despite her frantic efforts Emily could no longer turn the pedals, but she continued to lift herself almost off the saddle them ram the saddle back into her cunt. Cathy began calmly whipping her arse hard with the riding crop and almost immediately, Emily exploded, showering the bike with her juices, finally collapsing over the handlebars, still shuddering from her orgasm.

Cathy firmly pulled Emily from the bike. Grabbing her by the hair she said, "Clean the saddle and the rest of the bike with your tongue, it covered in your cunt juices!" Forcing her head down to the saddle, Emily obediently started to lick her cum from the seat. Cathy left Emily licking up her own cum and wandered over to the weights squat cage. Cathy placed a couple of bars across the cage, one at Emily' hip height and one over her head height. Cathy collected Emily from her licking of the cum soaked bike and led her to the cage. Cathy forced her to bend over the lower bar and began tying her wrists to the upper bar. As Cathy tightened the connecting ropes between the upper bar and her wrists, Emily's head was forced downward while the manacles still forced her tits to jut out unnaturally. Cathy then used a spreader bar to force her legs apart. Her cunt and arse were now completely open. Putting on a huge strap on dildo, Cathy turned to face Emily, Cathy said, "The next question concerns your ability to service customers; that is male and female customers who require particular services."

Cathy slid the dildo into Emily's cunt; her cunt was saturated and Cathy guessed sore from her experience on the bike. As Cathy pumped her cunt harder than was actually necessary, Emily started to moan in pain.

Laughing to herself, Cathy said, "I am so sorry, Applicant Bitch" and slowly even tenderly slid the dildo from Emily's cunt. As the dildo slid from Emily's cunt, Emily relaxed and Cathy taking aim at her anus, rammed the dildo into Emily's arse until her pubic mound smacked hard against Emily's buttocks. Even though Emily had the ball gag in, it was obvious she was screaming at her sudden anal penetration. 

Cathy laughed and called, "Get used to it Bitch, you are going to get this until the rubber melts."

Cathy was pumping as hard and fast as she could and slowly Emily's screams abated and were replaced by moans of pleasure. Frantically Cathy pumped the dildo in and out of Emily's anal passage. Again and again the black rod of the dildo disappeared up Emily's arse, her cunt was running with her juices, dripping on to the floor, and her breathing was getting faster and shallower. Suddenly her panting stopped, she made to scream and juices squirted from her cunt, spraying Cathy's legs and the floor. Smiling to herself, Cathy ignored Emily's orgasm and continued to pump the dildo in and out of her arse, spanking her buttocks, as hard as she could, first one side then the other. 

The whimpering noises Emily was making sounded like she was desperate for the anal fucking to stop and Cathy yelled at her, "I told you slut that this is all about customer satisfaction, not yours, you are an insignificant squirting cunt." Cathy continued to pump her arse long and hard and, after several more minutes, Cathy was astounded when she realised that Emily's moaning was beginning to register pleasure. Cathy quickened her pace and literally banged her pelvis against Emily's arse as hard as she could, but the orgasm building in Emily did not abate. Finally, Emily exploded in a massive orgasm and, losing control of her bladder, she pissed herself, her urine cascading down both their legs. 

Emily was hovering between the conscious and unconscious when Cathy thrust the dildo into her mouth and said, "Fucking bitch, you dirty twat you have pissed on my dildo and my legs, you must clean my dildo and my legs with your mouth." Emily set to work diligently and after Cathy removed the dildo from her mouth, Emily began to tongue Cathy's cunt furiously. Her tongue was repeatedly entering Cathy's cunt and Cathy soon exploded all over Emily's face.

Cathy pondered what she should do to her next. Taking the bottle of champagne from the cellar wine rack she looked at Emily and said, "You've already had a grubby male fuck today, your cunt will need to be cleaned out, sterilized."

Cathy opened a magnum of champagne as quickly as she could and roughly rammed it into Emily's cunt as the frothing fountain of wine burst from the bottle. Emily whimpered as the champagne penetrated her vagina and forced its way into her womb. The pressure from the frothing liquid stretched her cunt lips and champagne squirted out of her cunt around the neck of the bottle. As the initial explosion of wine abated, Cathy forced the bottle further into Emily's cunt finally succeeding in stopping the flow of champagne. Cathy thought that if the pressure inside Emily got to high, it would again force its way out around the neck of the bottle. However, to be safe Cathy removed the ball gag. 

Emily was moaning softly and her breathing was becoming shallower and quicker again. Cathy squatted on her heels forcing the bottle further into Emily's cunt. Emily was rocking backwards and forwards tilting the magnum of champagne backwards and forwards. Cathy was bemused but then she realised Emily was trying to make the champagne froth even more. Cathy violently shook the bottle.

Emily exploded in a torrent of obscenities. "Oh fuck, oh my god, its tingling through me, more give me more, ram it in further, I going to cum, oh, fuck, fuck, oh fuck me." As Cathy released her from the squats cage, Emily collapsed, falling forward the champagne bottle still lodged inside her. She writhed and bucked on the floor attempting, Cathy thought, to get more of the champagne into her vagina. Emily was experiencing one orgasm after another and as Cathy watched her she laughed and struck her arse as hard as she could with the riding crop. Emily screamed but continued her attempts to empty the champagne into her vagina. As she rolled over Cathy began whipping her tits. She was screaming but was begging for more. She was rolling around the floor and as she did Cathy whipped ever part of her body, her tits, her arse, her cunt and her thighs. Emily was totally out of control and eventually her orgasm and contractions were so great that her vagina ejected the magnum bottle and copious quantities of champagne flowed from her cunt. Emily lay there panting, orgasms still racking her body.

Eventually, Emily began to calm and looking at her tormentor and said, "Did I tell you how fantastic you are? Shit, that was fucking awesome! Fuck, it was like millions of tiny hands simultaneously stimulating ever part of me." As Cathy helped her to her feet, Emily was obviously on top of the world and she kissed Cathy passionately. Cathy thought just more confirmation that the Stockholm syndrome applies to all those that are dominated by an expert, like herself. 

The following morning, the doorbell rang and putting on a robe, Cathy answered the door. It was Donna and she breezed in confidently, exclaiming, "I have done it, I got myself a slave!" Donna looked at Cathy and said, "I want you to help train the piece of shit. Can you train her? You can be as brutal as you like, the more discipline the better as far as I am concerned." 

Donna smiled and said, "Her name is Donna-slave one and this is the slut." A woman, Cathy guessed, was about forty and although, body wise she was in good shape, she appeared pale and drawn. Donna walked into the house, literally dragging the woman behind her. Cathy thought that it was obvious the woman did not want to follow. As they passed, Cathy saw that the thick coat the woman was wearing had been fastened around her, the coat sleeves were empty and hung loose. She wore at least six inch heeled shoes and took very tiny steps.

Cathy looked at the woman and smiled, she was shocked to see how ill the woman looked. Looking at the woman but speaking to Donna, Cathy said, "Who is she?" Receiving no answer Cathy turned with the intention of questioning Donna, but Donna was running to her car and was soon driving away. 

Cathy, annoyed, fucking annoyed, slammed the door and faced the woman. Cathy said, "God you look terrible, you better come in and sit down and take off those heels and that ridiculous collar. Would you like a drink? I'm afraid we don't have anything alcoholic, except wine, but we do have plenty of coffee, chocolate, tea that kind of thing. Definitely no drugs!" Cathy said with a smile as she began unfastening the woman's coat. She soon realised that the woman had been tortured. 

While Emily released the woman from several arm and knee manacles, tit clamps and vaginal and anal vibrators, Cathy called Meg, their doctor and partly explained what had happened and asked her to come over and check out the anonymous woman. 

Meg had just completed her examination when a strong knock on the door interrupted the conversation. Cathy, muttering, "What else can go wrong today?" She opened the door and came face to chest with two black men, slowly she craned her head upward to look at Detective Pete DeGent and, her old neighbour, Sergeant James Walsh. James smiled and said, "Force of habit I'm afraid, if I stand this close there is no way you can slam the door on me."

Cathy mumbled something like, "Bad time at the moment." 

James' smile widened and as he pushed past Cathy into the room, he replied, "I know".

Meg looked at Cathy and said, "I called James, he knows what you told me. All I have discovered so far is her name is Lynda. From what she said it appears a much younger girl, who she declines to name, blackmailed her with a view to having sex with her, she refused and the girl drugged her. That was three days ago. What happen next I can only surmise but I think it is obvious she has been sexually abused and tortured! The girl brought her here when she realised that her plan was not working."


Cathy Unfettered Pt. 01



James Walsh looked at Cathy and Emily and asked, "Do either of you know the girl that brought her?"

Cathy took a deep breath and said, "I met the girl only once when mum took us to where she was brought up, she is a waitress in a café, her name is Donna, I don't know her sec..." 

James Walsh groaned and got to his feet. His abrupt departure silenced Cathy in mid sentence. Entering Lynda's bedroom Cathy heard him say "Lynda?" before he shut the door behind him.

They all looked at each other, a look of astonishment on their faces. Meg recovered first and said, "I'm not sure we should let him question her like this." She hurried to the bedroom door, opened it, looked inside, said, "Sorry", and closed the door. She walked back to the table and sat down. Everybody stared at her and she said, "He is hugging her. She is crying on his shoulder."

"Oh" was the collective response.

They all sat in silence, each lost in there own imagined scenarios apart from Pete who stared at Emily. Emily half-heartedly suggested brunch, but no one seemed interested. Meg who was on duty had to leave but insisted on being kept informed. As James reappeared sometime later, he nervously looked down and said quietly, "She is sleeping now. What a fucking mess!"

Sitting down at the table he said, "OK, Donna is Lynda's daughter, so Lynda refuses to file charges. You may as well know, but do not let it go any further: Donna tried to blackmail Lynda over an affair she had some twenty years ago with" he paused, "with me!"

They all sat in stunned silence. James finally saying to Emily and Cathy, "Lynda refuses to go to hospital, so I will organise a place she can rest and recover, then she will be off your hands."

"Like fuck you will!" said Emily sternly, "The best place for her is here." As James started to object, Emily spoke over him and said, "Don't you get all high and mighty with me. I may just have to try a spot of blackmail myself! Beside a regular visit by the police might have its advantages?" She smiled at Pete.



Cathy Unfettered Pt. 02



The day was a long one, but at dinnertime, after Lynda had been given a strong sleeping draft, things started to return to normal. Cathy ordered Emily to dress like a slut with the intention of abusing her once again. Emily readily complied but as they both exited their bedrooms dressed in their sluttish attire, there was a strong knock on the door and both dived back into their rooms for housecoats. Cathy finally opened the door, it was Pete, and he asked if he could have a word with Emily.

Cathy looked at his groin; it was obvious his prick was hard. Cathy smiled and said, "You like fucking white bitch cunts do you?" Pete nodded and smiled. 

Cathy turning to Emily said, "Take off that housecoat and bend over the table so Pete can ram his prick into your juicy cunt!"

Obediently Emily let her housecoat fall to the floor. Pete gasped as Emily stood before him, her double D breasts resting on a half-cup bra, the neckline of her dress cut to reveal both bra and tits, while the length of the flared skirt allowed a glimpse of her cunt lips. Lace topped black stockings and six-inch platform shoes enhanced the completely perverted image of a white slut.

Emily sexily walked over to the table and as instructed lay over the oaken table, her cunt and arse exposed, her tits pressed hard against the tabletop. Pete approached Emily taking out his prick, staring open mouthed at the white slut before him. Cathy smiling grabbed his prick and pulled him closer to Emily's cunt and arse. Laughing she said, "Do you want it here first?" and stuck three fingers into Emily's cunt. Rotating them slowly she pumped then in and out several times before offering her fingers to Pete's mouth.

Pete sucked Cathy's fingers eagerly, his prick straining to break out of the skin surrounding it.

Cathy withdrew her fingers, then plunged them through Emily's anal rosebud, and violently rotated her hand. Looking at Pete she said, "Maybe you would prefer to fuck the white bitches arse."

Pete gasped and unable to restrain his sexual desire any longer he plunged his distended prick deep into Emily's cunt. The shock of the massive prick's brutal invasion of Emily's cunt left her gasping for air, but Cathy pushed her fingers into Emily's mouth and said, "Clean the shit off them!" Emily sucked Cathy's fingers as Pete began pumping rapidly in and out of her cunt; Emily was in ecstasy as she felt the rock hard prick repeatedly strike her G spot. It was inevitable that Pete would orgasm swiftly and as he cried out his eyes became unfocussed and with a final massive thrust, his balls contracted and a deluge of creamy white jism flooded Emily's cunt. Pete panting griped Emily's hips and held his prick tight in her cunt. As Cathy removed her fingers from Emily's mouth, Pete began humping Emily's cunt once more.

Cathy smiled and sitting down, she lifted her legs, encased in her high-heeled thigh length boots, onto the table. Crossing her ankles, directly in front of Emily's mouth, she said, "Clean my boots with your tongue!" Emily complied as Pete violently thrust his prick in and out of her. Pete was like a man possessed and did not even react when there was a rap on the door.

Cathy called, "Come in, it's open!"

James Walsh entered and stood petrified looking at the scene. James, open-mouthed, slowly approached the threesome, his attention fixed, not on the hapless Emily, but on Cathy's boots. James reached out his hand and gently touched Cathy's foot. Cathy smiled and lifting her foot, she jabbed her heel hard into James's groin, his prick jumped, it was rigid, straining beneath the constraints imposed by his clothes.

"Get naked!" Cathy ordered and James immediately complied. Cathy lifted her feet on to the back of a chair and forming a cunt shaped gap with her insteps, looked at James and said, "Fuck my feet!"

James eagerly pushed his prick between her feet and began humping them. Cathy was amused but Emily appeared shocked, as James's prick rapidly trust in and out between Cathy's feet inches from her face. Emily was only distracted for an instant as the long strokes of Pete's prick took her closer and closer to orgasm. Emily's scream of ecstasy signalled an overpowering orgasm in her: at the same instant, Pete again ejaculated into her cunt. James was frantically humping Cathy's feet but was spurred on by the scenes of the thrilling climaxes about him and spurted his sperm up over Cathy's boots. James immediately dropped to his knees and began licking and sucking the sperm from the leather boots. 

As Pete fell backwards into a chair, Cathy ordered Emily to sit on the table; legs outstretched toward James and then said to James, "When my boots are clean, you may suck Emily's toes!" James became frantic in his efforts to clean the sperm from Cathy's boots, his eyes straining to look at the next treat that was in the offing. As James commenced his sucking of Emily's stiletto heels, Cathy noticed that Pete's prick was yet again standing erect. Pete stood and dragged Emily's arse across the table leaving a smear of jism to stain the tabletop. As Emily's arse reached the edge, Pete supporting her, pulled her rosebud cleared of the tabletop and rammed his hard prick into her arse. James scrabbled to maintain contact with Emily's toes laying his upper body across the table in order to reach his prize.

Cathy was amused as she looked at James's arse bent over the table edge. Taking a large strap on dildo, she rammed the phallus into his arse. James's eyes grew wide as his anal passage was stretch to its limit. As Cathy began to hammer James's arse while he sucked and licked Emily's toes, Pete pounded Emily's arse unmercifully. It was not long before Pete ejaculated in Emily arse and Emily's orgasmic scream echoed again through the room while James's prick leaked what was left of his seed onto the floor beneath the table.

Emily desperate to show Pete affection turned to kiss him, curling her saliva saturated feet under her arse, James desperately tried to reach Emily's feet but the huge dildo pinned him to the table. As Pete and Emily made their way to the bedroom, sperm dripping from her cunt and arse, James turned to Cathy and pleaded with her to let him suck her bare feet. 

Cathy laughed and grabbing James by the hair whispered, "You're mine now; you're my black arsehole slave! You go home to your prude of a fucking wife. I will call when I or whoever I choose needs the service of a black arsehole. Go!"

The following morning Cathy did not see Emily and in fact she would see very little of Emily from then on. 

Cathy and Lynda talked inconsequentially, and then Lynda looking serious said, "You know that when my daughter brought me here, she said that I was turning out to be a bad slave and that she was taking me to an evil dominatrix, who knew how to really break me." Cathy stared at Lynda her mouth open. Lynda continued, "But all I have received is kindness. Not quite what I was led to believe, please tell me your side of the story?" 

Cathy's mind raced, but finally she spoke, "Oh, you have to realise that I have never engaged in a sexual act with or in the presence of your daughter. Whatever she thinks she knows about me is her fantasy. The only thing I know about myself for sure is that I am a lesbian! Men, boys are to me androgynous. The rest I am still trying to figure out. My most memorable sexual experience, on the great end of the scale did involve the domination of a girl. On the disgusting or repulsive end of the scale, was seeing man ejaculating purely from licking feet and having his arse fucked by a dildo."

Lynda smiled, "Ok" she said, " 

As the conversation began to stagnate, Lynda, sensed a change in Cathy's mood and said, "You appear to be rather down?"

"No, it's just school tomorrow, I was just thinking about that."

"Anything I can do?" inquired Lynda.

Cathy sighed and said, "Not really. I am anticipating a bad day. At the end the day I have a double period of science, which is always great and at the same time always terrible. But before that I have a mentoring session with Bianca."

"Bianca?" Lynda said softly.

"Bianca, where do I start?" Cathy began, "She is a brilliant student, extremely clever, hard working, popular and absolutely gorgeous and I really mean, drop dead gorgeous. Perfect in every way, except she has always been a real bitch to me. She is an orphan so I have been trying to help as much as I can but all I get from her is shit, abuse and snide comments. She is brilliant at making me feel small, I hate it but for some reason I cannot retaliate."

Lynda stared at Cathy and asked, "Do you know the reason why you don't retaliate?

"Yes, I do!" Cathy said loudly, "And before you ask the answer to all your questions is yes. I ache when I am near her but I am positive she is straight, plenty of boys hanging around all the time." 

"Oh, I am sure it will all sort itself out in time. You know girls often keep thumping boys they like just to get their attention." Pausing Lynda added, "OK science?"

Cathy smiled and said, "That is very simple, I, I have had a huge crush on the remedial science teacher for ages. Julia Carter; I know she has lesbian tendencies, don't ask, but I never seem to make any progress."

They both laughed and Cathy asked if Lynda was all right if she went out for a couple of hours.

Cathy dressed for a visit to Sheila's lingerie shop. Cathy decided to adopt the stylish approach, possibly for Lynda's benefit, a conservative two piece suit, blouse, dark stockings with three inch heels and, of course, no panties. With her make up on Cathy hardly recognized herself and confidently left the house to determine a strategy for the enslavement of Julia.

As Cathy entered the shop, she saw to her horror that the headmaster of her school was talking to Sheila!

Cathy hid behind the racks of underwear and heard the headmaster whisper, "I find myself facing a very sensitive and unusual situation." He paused looking around the room and eventually said, "As you may know the, ah, sexual preference of my wife is for, ah, female company, ah, strict female company."

Sheila interrupted, politely saying, "Yes, I do know Maria prefers sex with a lesbian dominatrix and your preferences are somewhat similar, but not lesbian, I believe."

"Quite." Colin replied going red in the face. He continued, "The fact is, my wife has this fantasy" he paused for several seconds before he blurted out, "about being dominated by the same mistress as myself." A little surprised Sheila regained her composure quickly and said, "I see, your wife and yourself would like to be dominated at the same time by the same mistress. I presume in the same place"

"Yes." Colin nodded.

Sheila straightened up and said, "Well, I am confident that that can be arranged, although you will have to come to a commercial agreement with the lady beforehand. I have your number, should I get her to call you?" 

"No." Collin said shaking his head, "I would prefer to contact her, my position you know."

Moving away slightly, Sheila said, "That makes it a little harder, but we shall see. Is there anything else?"

Colin nodded, "Yes" then added, "My daughter".

Sheila stopped abruptly and almost yelled, "What about your daughter?"

Collin was rapidly turning scarlet and replied, "She is 18 and would like to participate." His voice trailed away into silence.

Sheila almost yelled, "Participate as what, as a dominatrix or is she submissive?"

Collin's face went a luminous scarlet and replied, "Submissive."

Sheila was visibly shocked and ushered Collin Stevens out of the door. 

Cathy crouched there, her head reeling with 'what ifs'. Cathy, almost at the point of orgasm; vaginal fluid was flowing from her cunt at the thought of being the domineering mistress of the Stevens household. Cathy had to admit to herself that she was going to become 'Josephine'; it was simply a question of how she would remain anonymous, at least initially. Cathy had visions of giving her headmaster an enema, locking Maria into the anal and vaginal vibrators, Fred and George, forcing Maria to finger fuck and suck the daughter's cunt, while Cathy, of course, pissed on each of them.

Sheila turned shaking her head and began walking back to her office. She was shocked as Cathy appeared apparently from nowhere and grabbed her arm. She was obviously perplexed as Cathy forced her into her office and locked the door. 

Cathy glared at her, instantly deciding that a direct question was not the correct approach and said, "God, I'm horny, finger my cunt and suck my anus now, bitch!" 

Sheila dropped to her knees behind Cathy and lifted her skirt. Her fingers found Cathy's clit almost immediately and began to caress the hard nub gently. Cathy reached behind her and pulled her arse cheeks apart giving Sheila easy access to her rosebud and Sheila began tonguing it aggressively. Cathy soon found she was coming and yelled for Sheila to suck and finger her harder. She came all over the floor and collapsed to her knees panting.

"That was great!" she said, better than Julia, my science teacher does, any day. Julia is a bit inexperienced.

Getting to her feet, Sheila replied, "So you are the student that makes Julia's cunt wet! She maybe an inexperienced submissive but she has made a good choice."

"Thanks," Cathy replied, "I would imagine she is still much better than that prick, Stevens!"

Sheila frowning said, "Never do anything for that turd! He can ask all he likes the answer is no! The last pro I sent him, was never paid, it damn near cost me my procuring business. He now wants a dominatrix prostitute to enslave the whole family! No fucking way!

Cathy kissed Sheila passionately and left the shop. She walked through the mall delighted. She had the answers she wanted: Julia was a lesbian submissive and her way was clear to dominate the whole Stevens family.

Cathy purchased a prepaid mobile phone and on her way home, she sent Collin Stevens the number of the phone in a text message and signed it 'Josephine'. Cathy was surprised when the phone rang some thirty seconds later and she answered it with an "Ummm".

Colin's urgent voice said, "Are you coming tonight?"

"No." Cathy replied in a deep husky voice.

Cathy could hear Colin take a deep breath and he said authoritatively, "I demand you come tonight." 

Cathy ended the call. 

After the phone had rang some four or five times more, it was beginning to annoy Cathy and she switched the phone off.

Cathy woke early next morning and over breakfast, she switched on the phone: she had twenty-one missed calls.

"Persistent bastard, but he can stew for a while." Cathy said to the room, and then she got dressed and went to school. Cathy was now looking forward to school because of the new information she had. She intended to make full use of it in the double period of science in the afternoon, but first she had to deal with Bianca. Bianca was her usual obnoxious self, which resulted in Cathy being in a terrible temper by the time she left for her science lesson.

Cathy stormed into the science lab and headed for the back corner. Julia Carter set the class the task of producing a vial of oxygen from permanganate and hydrogen peroxide. Cathy totally ignoring the assignment opened her notebook and wrote instructions, which she was determined Julia had to follow from the time of her enslavement. 

You must address me as Mistress Cathy at all times.

You must always wait for me after class finishes.

You will present yourself for inspection to me every morning before school.

Your will carry a dog collar, a dog lead, a vaginal dildo and anal dildo at all times.

You will never wear panties.

You will wear 3 inch heeled shoes at all times in public.

Your skirts will be 3 inches above the knee at all times in public.

You will wear lace top stockings or garter belt and stocking at all times.

You will wear a half-cupped bra or none at all at all times.

Your top must be such that when viewed from over the shoulder your nipples must be clearly visible.

You will follow my daily instructions without question.

You will have nipple and labia rings inserted. The rings must be big enough to attach a dog lead.

You will have 'Cathy's Slut' tattooed on your pubic mound.

Cathy got up and took a plastic vial from the supplies cupboard and neatly folded the instructions and placed them inside the vial. 

Cathy knew that when a student asked a question it was Julia's habit to go to the questioner's desk. Nervously Cathy concealed the vial in her hand and raised her arm. Julia walked quickly to her side. Julia stood there smiling down at Cathy.

Cathy realised that the next part of the plan, took her past the point of no return. Cathy's cunt was as dry as her mouth, her heart was pounding behind her tits and all she could think of was Julius Caesar crossing the Rubicon. 

Cathy whispered "Alea iacta est!" 

Julia leaning down said, "Sorry?"

Cathy straightening up and said more confidently, "The die is cast, you know Julius Caesar".

Julia looked into Cathy's face and said, "Sorry, but I don't understand?"

Cathy smiled and held Julia's gaze for what seemed an eternity. Finally, Cathy said, "Do you know what Marie Antoinette and Miss Julia Carter have in common?" 

Julia looked perplexed and said, "Cathy you are speaking in riddles!"

After a pause Cathy smiling, added, "You are both lesbians!"

Julia did not move but in shock whispered, "How did you..." But stopped.

Cathy smiled and said, "How did I know? That is beside the point; I do know you are a lesbian and that you are submissive. I also know more than that, I know that from now on I am your mistress and you are my slave!"

Julia was stunned her head turned to Cathy. Several beads of sweat were forming on her forehead and Cathy smiled at her new conquest.

Julia said, "Please can we talk about this?"

Cathy looked at Julia and said sternly, "Open your legs, now."

Julia inched her legs apart and Cathy surreptitiously ran her hand under Julia's skirt and up the inside of the thigh seeking Julia's cunt. However, when she reached Julia's crutch the tights Julia was wearing blocked her way. Cathy forced her finger through the tights and loudly ripped a hole in the gusset and then pushing Julia's panties aside to expose Julia's labia to her touch. Several of the class heard the sound of Julia's tights tearing and looked around, but Cathy unperturbed positioned the vial at the entry to Julia's cunt and pushed. Julia was dry but Cathy forced the vial in to the depth of her finger. Julia face was scarlet.

Cathy smiled at Julia and said, "You may go now slave, I will see you after class!"

Julia moved away nervously and sat silently at her desk.

Cathy waited patiently for the interminable double science period to end, while she watched, Julia sitting at her desk, her head lowered in submission. Julia seemed surprised when the bell for the end of the period rang and hardly acknowledged the students as they left. 

Cathy stood and walked towards the classroom door, locking it, she turned towards her slave, her cunt juices spilling over onto her stocking and skirt. Cathy grabbed Julia's arm and wrenched her into the office. 

"Lie on the floor!" Cathy commanded as she locked the office door. As Cathy turned and walked towards Julia, who was still standing motionless, Cathy said, "Slaves immediately do as they are told or they are punished!" Cathy smiled and kneed Julia in the groin. Julia collapsed on to her knees and Cathy violently pushed her on to her back. Before Julia could react, Cathy had sat on her face, her cunt at Julia's mouth. "Now make me cum!" Cathy ordered and Julia slowly stuck out her tongue and ran it over Cathy's labia. Eventually Julia found Cathy's clit and began tentatively sucking and tonguing the hard nub.




Cathy Unfettered Pt. 02



Cathy who was already in an advanced state of sexual arousal squirted into Julia's face. Cathy smiled to herself and said, "Slave, you are not very proficient, you only just avoid a fail grade. I expect a major improvement or you will be punished. Now, remove your mistress's instructions from your cunt. I will give you a week comply with them fully then from next Monday we will start your real training!"

Julia lowered her hand to her cunt and slowly inserted a finger to feel the embedded vial. She tried inserting a second finger in order to remove the tube but to no avail. 

Cathy laughed and said, "Get on the fucking desk, you stupid bitch. Spread your legs and stick your hand in your cunt and get it out!"

Julia sat on the desk, spreading her legs. She spread her labia with one hand and slowly pushed three fingers into her cunt. She began moving them around trying to stretch her vagina. Julia withdrew her fingers and pushed four fingers into her cunt. Cathy was laughing and pulling Julia's hand from her cunt said, "You stupid bitch, you won't retrieve it until you get your thumb and fingers in your cunt!" Julia screamed, as Cathy without warning plunged her hand into Julia's cunt, and grabbed the tube. "See, it's easy." Cathy said withdrawing the tube. 

Julia crying hysterically from the pain and humiliation held up her hand to get the tube, but Cathy said, "Now you try, you stupid slut!" and Cathy rammed the tube deep into Julia's arse.

Laughing Cathy said, "Next Monday then, eight thirty, here, be ready!"

Cathy left Julia to extract the vial, she was ecstatic and thought "OK I am going to be outrageous! Where is that fucking optometrist? I need to disguise my eyes."



Cathy Unfettered Pt. 03



Cathy arrived home around five thirty still shaking but armed with the perfect disguise for her appointment with the Steven's clan. Cathy switched on the phone and was amused to find she had had another thirty-nine missed calls. Smiling, Cathy typed, 'Arriving nine o'clock Friday! Be ready. Cathy pressed send and debated whether to wait for a reply; she decided not and switched off the phone. Cathy finally had a plan to humiliate Collin Stevens in front of his wife and daughter. 

Cathy was particular keen to humble Collin because of his habit of making young girls, who he considered were wearing too short a skirt, stand on a chair at the front of their entire class. He enjoyed lifting the girl's skirts to show just how short they were. The boys and some of the girls took delight in peering up the girl's skirt and loudly commenting on the design, dampness and cleanliness of the girl's panties. Although he had more or less stopped this practise since Monica Hedge had tricked him into displaying her when she was not wearing panties.

Cathy's plan required several pieces of equipment, which she would have to purchase. Cathy realised she had no way of getting to the Steven's house, or a way of arriving already dressed in her disguise. She decided that Maria would have to pick her up already dressed in her dominatrix costume from a secluded location. As Cathy gathered the last remaining items from the mall, she considered that the goods entry to the mall was perfect. Cathy thought it was time to send another text, and this time Cathy demanded confirmation. Confirmation of all her demands came within seconds and finally everything was in place.

Cathy had decided that the costume she wore to dominate Emily was too revealing and had decided to wear a similar outfit, but one which covered her breasts and vagina. This alternative outfit could, with much leering from the public, be worn in public if necessary, without attracting the attention of the authorities. 

Friday rolled around and as arranged, Maria drove up in the Steven's car and Cathy, slipping out of the shadows, stood waiting at the passenger side door. After a brief pause, Maria got out of the car and almost ran to open the passenger door for Cathy. Cathy pushed her against the car and said, "Spread your cunt lips and your arse cheeks so I can feel what needs to be abused".

Maria immediately lifted her skirt, bent over and spread her arse cheeks. Maria, a well-built woman, was, Cathy supposed, a very desirable milf, with a firm arse and large tits. She was wearing four inch heals, stockings and a garter belt, and no panties. After a prolonged silence during which Cathy fondled Maria's rose bud then struck Maria's arse four or five times, Maria turned, spread her legs and opened up her vaginal lips. Her cunt was already saturated with her juices and as Cathy pushed two gloved fingers into her cunt and mauled her tits, Maria moaned loudly. Cathy stepped back and handed Maria the remote controlled vaginal and anal vibrators: "Fred and George". No instructions were necessary, Maria instantly slipped the dildos into her cunt and asshole and fastened the belt around her waist.

"Rear door!" Cathy demanded and got into the rear passenger seat. Maria climbed into the driver's side but as she went to start the car, Cathy switched on both vibrators and set the level just strong enough to cause Maria to freeze with pain.

"Now" said Cathy, "the truth if you please." Increasing the pain level on the anal vibrator Cathy continued, "Lie and I will increase the level of pain, much like this."

"Please, Mistress. I will tell the truth, Mistress," begged Maria.

"You are a subservient lesbian?" asked Cathy.

"Yes, Mistress" came the quick reply.

"Your Husband is heterosexual but subservient?" inquired Cathy.

"Yes, Mistress" Maria answered quickly.

"Your daughter is heterosexual or homosexual, which?" Cathy asked.

"I don't know, Mistress," said Maria.

"Your daughter is subservient though?" smiled Cathy.

"I don't know, Mistress. I think..." Maria said hesitantly.

Cathy turning the vaginal and anal vibrators to the pleasure setting said, "Please continue."

Maria took a deep breath and in a rush said, "Mistress, I think my husband, wants you to force him to fuck Jasmine, my daughter. He wants to fuck his daughter and if someone forces him to ... Well it relieves his conscience Mistress."

Turning both vibrators to the "High Pleasure" setting Cathy said "Silence! I wish to think." Cathy sat in the back seat amused at Maria's attempts to remain silent while the vibrators buzzed relentlessly in both her holes. Cathy watched, as Maria got closer and closer to orgasm; finally turning off the vibrators just before a massive orgasm raked Maria's body. Maria collapse over the steering wheel begging to be allowed to cum.

"No" Cathy said firmly, "You will cum many times tonight but this is not one of those times. Now drive!"

In no time at all the car came to a halt in the driveway of the Steven's house and Cathy had formalised her plan. 

"Slave" she said handing Maria a bag of equipment "Go into the house; shackle the arms and legs of the male and female slaves inside. Shackle their arms above the elbow behind their backs. Have them kneel facing the door and place a hood on the male slave. When it is done take photographs and bring the photographs back to me. Do I need to remind you of the pain I can cause you if you disobey?"

"No, Mistress," Maria said and immediately got out of the car and hurried into the house. As she disappeared into the house, Cathy, grabbing a riding crop, crept up to the front door to listen. Collin accepted the instructions Maria relayed without question, allowing himself to be shackled and hooded, but Jasmine began to beg and scream at her mother to let her escape. After several minutes it was apparent that each of the slaves were positioned as instructed and two camera flashes confirmed Maria had succeeded in achieving the assigned task. As Maria came out of the house, Cathy pushed her against the wall and holding her by the throat, grabbed the camera. Examining the photographs Cathy saw that Jasmine had been fitted with a ball gag and tears were cascading down her face. She appeared almost catatonic with fear. 

"This was not supposed to happen," thought Cathy, "each member of the family was supposed to be a willing participant!" Cathy wanted answers, but from whom? Then again could she leave Jasmine in a state of near collapse while she got her answers?

Cathy strode into the room and almost laughed at the ludicrously small prick jutting out from her headmaster. She walked around him and used the riding crop to whip his arse and prick raising crimson welts at each point of contact but to her annoyance, his prick just seemed to get harder with each blow. Infuriated Cathy push the middle of Collin's back with her stiletto sending him face down into the carpet. She ordered Maria to kneel placing her knees either side of his head. Cathy shackled Maria elbows behind her back forcing her large tits to jut out abnormally and then started both the anal and vaginal vibrators on a medium pleasure setting.

Cathy moved over to where Jasmine was kneeling. Jasmine was staring, almost transfixed, at her mother and father. Cathy stood looking down at her and said, "Stand and spread your legs". Jasmine, now watching the riding crop with apprehension, clumsily obeyed but parted her legs only slightly. Cathy removed her glove and placed a finger on the girl's cunt lips. She was wet, soaking in fact! "Bitch! It is all a fucking act! She wants it just like all girls." Cathy thought. Cathy began to push a finger into Jasmine's cunt, but no sooner had she commenced to enter Jasmine's cunt both Cathy and Jasmine froze. The two girls stared at each other for a long moment before Cathy, withdrew her finger, and said authoritatively, "Go to your fucking room, Bitch!"

Cathy watched Jasmine hobble away and enter a room down the hall. Cathy turned back to Maria and Collin, Maria was starting to leak vaginal fluid on to the Collins hood. Deciding they would keep, Cathy strode after Jasmine and entering the room looked at Jasmine and screamed "A fucking virgin! I don't believe it!" Jasmine crying and flushing deeply only nodded. As Cathy walked over to Jasmine and removed the ball gag Cathy said, "Look I am a prostitute, I give people what they ask for. Nothing you can say will surprise me, so assuming it is your choice to be here, what the fuck is it you want? 

Jasmine sobbing said, "It is not my choice. My dad forced me, blackmailed me into it. He just wants to fuck me!"

"That's just not going to happen! Cathy said firmly, and began removing the arm and leg shackles still looking at Jasmine. 

Composing herself Cathy continued, "You are obviously turned on, so what is turning you on?"

Jasmine, hiccupping, spoke more clearly, "You whipping my dad's ass and prick, so hard, I've always dreamed of hitting a male that hard. Dominating them completely." 

Surprised Cathy stared at Jasmine and asked, "You're a Dominatrix?"

Jasmine nodded and said, "Dad found out. Tonight was the price of his silence!"

"But all those boyfriends are they all subs?" Cathy knew as soon as she said it she had blundered big time.

Jasmine looked questioningly at her; a smile flashed crossed her face: and said "Do we know each other? And yes, they are subs! All of them!"

Cathy was stunned into silence and just stared open mouthed at Jasmine.

Jasmine burst out half crying half laughing, then became suddenly serious and looking at Cathy very intently said, "If you are not going to give me to my dad, what the hell are you going to do to me?"

A smile crept over Cathy's face and she said, "You and your dad fuck and me and your mother fuck."

Jasmine screamed "No!" but Cathy left the room returning moments later with a riding crop and a strap on dildo. She threw the crop and dildo to Jasmine and said, "If you and your dad are going to fuck you will need both of these. You don't have a natural prick to fuck anyone, so use this. Let's see if you can turn his greatest fantasy into his worst nightmare."

A broad smile lit Jasmine's face and laughing she said, "So dad gets his wish, he and his daughter fuck, but not quite in the same way as his fantasy."

Jasmine's wide smile broadened even more and she got up and walked to the wardrobe. After a few seconds rummaging she turned around holding the biggest strap on dildo Cathy had every seen. Jasmine smiled and said, "If the captain of the football team can take this in his arse, it should easily fit that old fart." Jasmine laughed and both girls walked towards the door.

Cathy was slightly nervous; she had momentarily dropped her guard. With an increasing sense of tension, she surveyed the scene; Maria appeared to have fallen forward and was now laying prostrated on top of Collin. Jasmine immediately fitted a hood to Maria, and appeared to be studying the couple intensely. Cathy walked further into the room but Jasmine motioned her to come closer. As Cathy approached, she saw that Maria had indeed collapsed on top of Collin. His head and shoulders were saturated with Maria's bodily fluids, it was apparent that Maria had lost control of her bladder as orgasm after orgasm had raked her body. Jasmine smiling grabbed Maria's hood and dragged her to her feet, spun her around and roughly pushed her down into a nearby chair. 

Jasmine considered her father for a long moment and then strode off to her room. She returned several minutes later carrying a spreader bar, a dog collar, several dog leads, a movie camera and stand. She handed the movie camera to Cathy and whispered, "Please Mistress, I need a full visual record of this." Cathy shrugged and took the movie camera. Helping herself to a wine from the bar, Cathy made herself comfortable in an easy chair, which overlooked the action.

Jasmine smiled, called "Action", and walked very sexily over to her father, and stepped on to his back, her stiletto heels sinking into his flesh. She squatted down and with some difficulty fitted the spreader bar to his ankles. Making sure, she stepped on his body as she turned around; she fitted the dog collar and attached a long lead. Jasmine stood up straight, her full weight resting on her stiletto heels and in a plausible imitation of Cathy's voice, said, "Now it is time for your reward, I demand that you and your daughter fuck, maybe, if you are lucky, I will insist that the fucking goes on for hours!" 

"Thank you, thank you Mistress." Collin uttered from beneath the hood, but Maria wailed, "No please no, Mistress, not my daughter." Jasmine smiled and walking off her father she approached her mother and bending down she whispered, "It is alright mum, I did not say who is about to fuck who!" There was no possible way that either Jasmine or Cathy could see Maria's face, but both were positive that Maria was smiling, happy at the vision just presented. Walking back on to her father's back, Jasmine paused and said to her mother, "Maria. Do you wish to watch?" Maria nodded. Jasmine looked at Cathy who also nodded and got up and removed Maria's hood. Maria stared open mouthed at the scene. She smiled and turned to look at Jasmine, who was absentmindedly grinding her heel between her father's arse cheek, beaming back at her mother. 

Cathy removed Maria's restraints and set up the camera, the two women, sipping an expensive wine, settled comfortably in easy chairs to watch the action live. Jasmine wrenching on the lead attached to the dog collar dragged her father to his feet, Collin stood erect while Jasmine fasten a ball ring around his testicles and penis. Cathy winced and Collin screamed as Jasmine drew the leather ball ring tighter and tighter. Fastening another lead to the leather ball ring, Jasmine yanked her father, screaming, toward the back of an easy chair. Jasmine brought Collin to a sharp halt just inches from the chair back, she bent down and hooked the lead attached to his balls around one of the chair legs, thereby securing Collin to the chair. She attached lead securing to his dog collar to spreader bar around his ankles.

Cathy wondered just how often Jasmine had done this before, she was an expert. 

Jasmine approached her father and said' "I have some good news and some bad news for you, my father. The good news is it is time for you and me to fuck! The bad news..." She paused, stepped back and violently pushed her father forward over the back of the chair. Collin fell forward appearing to rotate around the top of the chair back, his feet left the ground but just before his head hit the seat of the chair the lead attached to his testicles tightened and Collin was left screaming and crying in agony, balanced on the back of the chair unable to moved either backwards or forwards. Jasmine bent down, ripping the mask off her father and staring into his face said, "The bad news is I am going to fuck the shit out of your arsehole!" She took the large strap on dildo and pushed the phallus into his screaming mouth. 

Jasmine rammed the dildo further and further down his throat until he was gagging and choking and calmly said, "Believe me you will need all the lubrication you can get, so suck and lubricate my prick now!" It was not until Collin began turning blue that she withdrew the enormous dildo. Calmly, standing in front of her father, she slowly fitted the dildo to her hips making a point of hitting his face with the dildo. Smiling, she grabbed the riding crop and positioned herself behind her father, placing the head of the dildo onto his anal bud. Collin fell quiet, not quite believing what was happening, and then Jasmine lunged forward driving the huge dildo into her father's anal passage. The scream of agony from Collin filled the house as about half of the huge prick speared into his anal passage. Jasmine could only laugh as she began mercilessly whipping him as she drove the dildo in and out of her father arse.

Jasmine's behaviour became more and more frenzied as she repeatedly struck her father with the crop and plunged the phallus deeper and deeper in to his arse. It became obvious that vaginal fluid was streaming down her thighs. Cathy realised that Jasmine was about to orgasm and looked at Maria. Maria had her entire fist inside her vagina, she was savagely pumping her fist in and out of her cunt, but she suddenly stood and not even pausing in the pumping of her cunt, she moved ungainly to kneel between Cathy' legs, Cathy eased her leather pants down and lifted her legs over Maria's head. Maria began licking and sucking Cathy's cunt and Cathy wrenched her pants up both trapping and forcing Maria head hard into her vagina. Maria eagerly sucked and tongued Cathy's cunt as Cathy picked up a riding crop and casually whipped her back and arse while Maria continue to pump her own cunt with her fist. Cathy was brutal in her punishment of Maria and raised her hips so Maria's mouth was at her arse. 

Reaching down Cathy pulled Maria's fist out of her cunt and positioning the fist at Maria's anus, she demanded that Maria fist her own arse. Maria excitedly sucked and penetrated Cathy's arse with her tongue, while pushing her fist further and further into her own anus. Sliding her pants down slightly Cathy violently pushed Maria away and grabbing Maria's free hand rammed it into Maria's now vacant cunt. Cathy grabbed Collin by the hair and forced his face into her cunt and as if this were the signal, Jasmine climaxed in a tremendous orgasm. Jasmine trembling released a flood of vaginal fluid, which cascaded down her legs, splattering the floor, but Cathy just pissed into Collin's face. A stream of vaginal fluid mixed with urine flowed from her and enveloped Collins eyes, nose and mouth. Jasmine weakened from her orgasm collapsed. Jasmine just lay panting in the pool of her own bodily fluid, while Maria, shaking, collapsed still with her fists embedded in her arse and cunt over the arm of a chair, her own vaginal fluid and urine dripping from her.

Cathy looked dispassionately at the three participants of the frenzied action and wondered why only certain actions in the orgy had really turned her on. In fact, she had to accept that some of the action had repulsed her. But why? Images and ideas cascaded through Cathy's tired mind. Cathy reflected that it was all too difficult now, she would figure it out later, but she did decide it was definitely time to leave. She got up, collected her equipment, and as she put on her coat, she realised that Collin had ejaculated and sprayed the back of the chair with copious amounts of his jism.



Cathy Unfettered Pt. 04



Cathy opened the door and disappeared into the night. Thinking that was the first and only time, she would ever act as a prostitute. Suddenly, she realised that at no time had she asked for payment, she laughed; money had never entered her head! It was about her sexual satisfaction and of that, she thought, there was very little.

"I have to know what I am." Cathy thought, then analysing her feeling she realised that she had no problem with being a lesbian. She had always considered herself a dominatrix, enjoying pleasure through subjugating men and women sexually, until tonight that is. 

Cathy suddenly shouted into the night, "It was a fucking disaster! I could not handle it! It repulsed me, what the fuck am I?"

The following morning Cathy showered, dressed and set off for Sheila's lingerie store determined to dominate Sheila. As she approached the store, she stopped suddenly; she was shocked to see the windows were covered with signs saying 'Closing Down Sale'. 

Over the next few hours, Cathy completed the purchase the shop in her mother's name, raised the necessary capital and found a manager, Lynda, for her very own lingerie business. Trying in vain to stop her legs from shaking, Cathy went to bed thinking, "God, what have I done? All I wanted is a steady stream of desirable women I can choose to enslave." 

Monday morning came soon enough and Cathy's excitement over her dominance over Julia returned. Cathy headed off to school fantasizing about all the perversions she would make Julia perform and all the punishments she would exact. She wondered what her tattoo would be like, wishing she had added the word 'fucking' to 'Cathy's Slut'. 

Cathy chose to go in the back way, so she would be as unobtrusive as possible. She went directly to her slave's office and walked in without announcing herself. Julia was sat behind her desk wearing what appeared to be an overcoat. As Cathy entered and as she turned to lock the door, Julia quickly got to her feet and removed the overcoat. Cathy looked at her and Julia dropped quickly to her knees and crawled towards Cathy. Julia started crying and kissing Cathy's feet she begged for forgiveness.

Cathy ordered her to stop and proceeded to walk around her, examining her closely, but could not see how Julia had failed to comply with her instructions.

"Well, Bitch?" Cathy inquired. It was hard for Cathy to make any sense of the sobbing woman, but eventually Julia rolled over on to her back and lifted her skirt clear of her cunt. Cathy saw she had no tattoo! Cathy kicked Julia's cunt and both women screamed, one in rage, the other in agony. Cathy seized Julia's clit and pinched the nub hard, but Julia continued to plead between howls of pain, but Cathy said, "You slut of a cunt, you disobeyed your mistress!"

Julia almost paralysed with fear kept shaking her head and saying over and over, "No Mistress, they wouldn't do it!" Eventually Cathy released Julia's clit, and then she finally deciphered the full story between Julia's sobs. All the tattoo artists within a hundred miles, refused to tattoo her pubic mound!

Dragging Julia and throwing her over her own desk, Cathy said, "You will still be punished!" However, Cathy walked around the desk and sitting in the chair placed her legs either side of Julia's head and said simply, "Suck." Julia set about her new task with unbridled enthusiasm. 

As Julia sucked her cunt, Cathy asked if Julia had a slut of a girl friend or for that matter a prick of a man friend. 

Julia who was finding it difficult to talk with her mouth in Cathy's cunt, shook her head, but mumbled Mrs Cummings. Cathy immediately removed her legs from the desk and grabbing Julia's hair said, "Well I will show her who owns you now! Ring her and tell her to come here, now!"

Julia tried to lift her head off the desk but Cathy slammed her face back into the desk. Julia pleading with her Mistress said, "I cannot ring her, she won't be there. She will be getting fucked by a couple of male students at this time on a Monday."

Dragging Julia to her feet, Cathy said, "Show me." 

As Julia guided Cathy into a long corridor, Cathy saw Mrs Cummings had also just turned into the far end of the corridor. Mrs Cummings did not see the duo; she was peering into a storeroom. She called, "Amanda" as if she expected Amanda to be in the room. Cathy flattened herself and Julia against the door of an adjoining classroom, her curiosity mounting. 

Mrs Cummings walked away and Cathy quickly heaved Julia to the storeroom. Cathy entered and looked for a convenient hiding place where she could watch and find out what was going on. She found that several packing cases had been badly stacked and there was an opening between the lower layers of crates. It was not ideal, but as she considered her alternatives, the door opened again and she saw Amanda Smith enter. Cathy pushed Julia behind the crates and squeezed in besides her. They discovered they had a perfect view between the rows of shelving. Amanda strolled up to the crates and lent on them directly in front of her. She was that close that Cathy could have jabbed Amanda's arse with her finger. As Amanda lent against the crates she lifted up her skirt and removed her panties. Cathy noticed that her cunt was dry and wondered still more what the fuck was going on.

Within seconds, the door opened again and this time it was Mrs Cummings. Mrs Cummings smiled and hurried up to Amanda, who said, "Well, get in position cunt! You are my worthless slut teacher!" Mrs Cummings beaming handed Amanda something she was carrying and bent over, her hands on her knees, Amanda lifted Mrs Cummings skirt and buried her hand in her cunt. Pumping her cunt hard Amanda repeatedly asked, "Is my filthy whore enjoying her student fisting her old wet cunt?" Mrs Cummings only moaned and nodded, she was in ecstasy. Finally, Amanda wrenched her hand from the cunt and Cathy then realised that Mrs Cummings had given Amanda a large cane, which Amanda started to smash eagerly into Mrs Cummings arse, cunt and thighs. 

After several minutes, Mrs Cummings bore the marks of the cane and Amanda's cunt was dripping with her juices. Amanda turned around without warning and said, "Suck my arse, fuck pervert, and do a better job than your drag queen of a husband. Amanda lent on the crates pushing her arse towards Mrs Cummings who immediately began tonguing Amanda's arse and, judging by the fluid dripping down both their thighs; they were enjoying the experience. Cathy was feeling the excitement build in her own cunt and had just indicated to Julia to suck her cunt, when Amanda said, "Where are those boys they should be here by now."

Cathy froze and the excitement in her cunt vanished as the door to the storeroom opened and closed quickly and the lock clicked ominously. Male voices could be heard and as they approached, Mrs Cummings and Amanda moved to the centre of the aisle directly in front of Cathy and Julia. Both boys stopped as they reached Amanda. Mrs Cummings immediately moved to stand between the boys and dropped her skirt; Cathy saw she was wearing stockings and a garter belt, but no panties and that the whole of her arse and thighs were covered in angry red welts. Amanda removed a lubricant from a shelf and started applying it to one of the boy's sizeable pricks, while the other boy put his hands under Mrs Cummings' armpits and lifted her easily. She opened her legs and moaned in delight as she was lowered onto his prick. The boy with the lubricated prick moved behind Mrs Cummings and bending his knees, he positioned his cock at the entry to Mrs Cummings' arse. He stood quickly forcing his prick deep into her anus. Mrs Cummings moaned louder obviously enjoying the pain and pleasure of being anally speared. 

Cathy was watching, open mouthed as the two boys began to pump their respective holes savagely. It was obviously a well-practiced routine as the boys kept perfect time. As the prick in Mrs Cummings' cunt was partially withdrawn, the prick in her anus was rammed violently inwards and as that one slowly withdrew; the first boy again impaled her cunt with equal ferocity. However, Mrs Cummings knees were bent such that the soles of her feet were sticking out behind her, Amanda was again wielding the cane striking the soles of her feet as Mrs Cummings rocked forward and backwards between the boys, a look of ecstasy on her face. Amanda surprised Cathy by climbing the storage racks until her cunt was level with Mrs Cummings' face. Amanda positioned her cunt just above Mrs Cummings' mouth and Mrs Cummings greedily started tonguing her cunt and arse again, smearing Mrs Cummings' face with cunt juice. Cathy had long since lost any urge to masturbate and dispassionately viewed the mainly heterosexual action unfolding before her with distaste; however, she was impressed at the endurance of the boys. 

They fucked and pumped roughly for what seemed an age, but with final brutal thrusts both boys ejaculated ramming Mrs Cummings upward into Amanda's cunt, just as Amanda squirted a copious amount of vaginal fluid into Mrs Cummings' mouth, face and hair. The boys held Mrs Cummings against Amanda's spraying cunt for several minutes before withdrawing and Mrs Cummings collapse into the puddle of vaginal fluid on the floor. The boy that had been ravaging Mrs Cummings' cunt moved forward and forced Mrs Cummings to suck his penis. Mrs Cummings ardently licked and sucked his prick. The other boy spun Mrs Cummings around and offered her his prick, which was covered in shit as well as jism. He appeared to relish the thought of having his prick cleaned by Mrs Cummings' mouth. Mrs Cummings, obviously excited, took his prick and began licking and sucking it. At this point Cathy, began feeling sick, she closed her eyes to the action wishing she had not instigated her stupid sortie. 

A noise made Cathy open her eyes and repulsed she saw the boys' pricks were clean and uncontaminated with Mrs Cummings' shit. Mrs Cummings' mouth on the other hand showed unmistakeable signs of her actions. Cathy began to gag as Amanda approached Mrs Cummings and forced her head up. Amanda spoke quietly, saying, "Wash it down with this." Spreading her legs, she began to piss into Mrs Cummings' mouth. Mrs Cummings gulped down the fluid eagerly and when all was finished, the trio laughed and started to walk away, Amanda called back to Mrs Cummings, "Don't you dare wash yourself, only your hands and face, I want to smell you all day. Be ready for tonight, we are bringing a few black friends over and I want to see how much shit and jism you and your fag husband can really eat."

Relieved it was over, Cathy thought, "How the hell do we get out of here?" but as if she were in her worst nightmare Cathy realised that Mrs Cummings had force four fingers into her cunt and was scooping out the sperm. Mrs Cummings lifted the fingers to her mouth, and licked, and sucked them clean.

Cathy suddenly had visions of Mrs Cummings scooping sperm and shit from her arse, and Cathy noisily pushed Julia out of their hiding place and grabbing Julia's hair pulled her in front of the squatting Mrs Cummings. Cathy wrenching Julia's head down to her cunt said, "Suck!" and as Julia immediately complied, Cathy said, "You cum soaked slut of a teacher, Julia is now my personal property, and I don't want to see you within a hundred yards of her!" As Cathy turned to leave Mrs Cummings opened her mouth to object, and Cathy kicked Mrs Cummings repeatedly in her cunt. Cathy appeared possessed and did not stop until Mrs Cummings lay unconscious on the floor. Picking up the cane, Cathy, followed meekly by Julia, walked to the door, Cathy was oblivious to the consequences of her actions. 

As Cathy closed the door, she looked at Mrs Cummings, jism, shit oozing from her mouth, Cathy was almost sick, and ordered Julia to go back to her office and to wait for her. As soon as Julia was out of sight Cathy ran until she reached a girl's bathroom; pushing open a cubicle door, she vomited spectacularly into the toilet.

Cathy sank to her knees, her head over the pan thinking, "I can't stand men!"

However, a small gentle voice interrupted Cathy's thoughts, "Are you alright? Can I help with anything, Ragidy?" 

Cathy knew instantly that it was Bianca and said harshly, "No! I don't want any of your shit!" Cathy stood up quickly, turned to face Bianca, and was pleased to see Bianca was shocked. Any other time Cathy would have apologised and comforted the gorgeous girl, but her rage was overwhelming her. She pushed Bianca out of the way and strode to the washbasin. 

Bianca, breathing deeply yelled, "Did you get yourself pregnant, is that why you have morning sickness?"

The comment stunned Cathy, she tried to grab Bianca but Bianca was too fast. Laughing Bianca ran from the bathroom and Cathy screamed, "I'll fucking kill you, you little shit!" 

Anger surged through Cathy and returning to Julia's office, she tied Julia face down over the desk. Lifting Julia's skirt, Cathy caned Julia's arse, thighs and cunt lips mercilessly and then demanded Julia suck her cunt to orgasm. Following a massive orgasm, Cathy set anal and vaginal vibrators on maximum, inserted then in Julia and then left Julia tied to the desk. Cathy went off to her first class, only returning as Julia's students entered the classroom for Julia's first class. Julia was in a state of near collapse, she had had one orgasm after another and her stockings and shoes were saturated with vaginal fluid and urine. The class was late getting started and Julia soon realised that she was unable to sit down and constantly thought of her predicament. However, thinking of her Mistress only caused more of her cunt juices to trickle down her legs.

Over the following few months, Cathy worked ceaselessly with Lynda at the shop and dominated Julia ruthlessly. Even this violent domination of Julia was insufficient to satisfy Cathy's insatiable needs and she began searching the clubs, bars and shop customers for potential slaves.

On one of Cathy's many lesbian scouting missions, Cathy found herself at 'The Whorehouse'. It was lesbian night, and Cathy, settled back to watch the show with Julia knelt besides her dressed only in the obligatory stockings, platform heels and a wide belt. She also wore a dog collar, which was attached to a dog lead, which was firmly by her mistress. Several of the clientele where mothers of Julia's students and they all made a point of abusing Julia's tits, cunts and arse as they passed. It was common knowledge that Julia's parent teacher interviews were not to be missed. 

An attractive woman, several years younger than Julia, walked up behind Julia, and said to Cathy, "How much for this piece of shit?" 

Julia did not move but she looked terrified. Cathy, who was getting bored with her slave, smiled and said, "What do you want this piece of shit for?"

The woman smiling said, "Oh, sisterly affection, I suppose."

Cathy handed her the dog lead and smiled, saying, "Take her!"

The woman laughing and tugging hard on the lead said, "Well then come on cunt slut I can't wait to get you home to the whole family!"

Cathy's attention returned to the show just as three muscular black women walked onto the stage; each of the girls was wearing what Cathy would call her favourite 'fucking' outfit. Cathy was sexually aroused and her cunt immediately began to moisten.

The women were dressed in lace-topped stockings, which were just visible over their heeled, thigh length boots. Each wore a micro shirt, which allowed their cunt lips to peek out beneath the skirt and a studded dog collar. Their tits were magnificent, large but firm and their tight stomachs, arses and muscular legs evidenced their superb fitness, they could have been Amazons. 

Each of the black women stepped off the stage and walked through the theatre seats abutting the stage. It was well known that anyone seated there was willing to participate in the performance and one of black women stood, legs apart in front of an attractive well-built Negress, who Cathy thought she recognised. The black performer grabbed the woman's hair and pulled her mouth to her cunt. The woman began feverishly licking and sucking her clit. A second performer turned in front of a buxom white woman her arse in the woman's face. The black performer spread her arse cheeks and pushed her arse close to the woman's mouth and screamed, "Tongue it you fat white slut!" The white woman tentatively licked the black girl's rosebud. The Amazon bitch groaned and reaching behind, she grabbed the woman's head and forced it into her arse.

The third Amazon slowly meandered through the seats, eventually stepping into the table area where Cathy was seated; by the unspoken rules, no one here had agreed to participate. As the Amazon got closer to Cathy, Cathy was mesmerized by her beauty and stature and soon realised that her cunt was saturated. The black girl smiled at Cathy as she tiptoed past but she stopped next to a petite white girl at the next table. 

Suddenly without warning, the black girl grabbed the sitting girl by the hair and dragged her towards the stage, the girls friends appeared furious, some were even shouting for the manager. As the muscular black girl dragged the screaming girl onto the stage, the other two Amazons converged upon her, and with much ripping of clothes, they stripped the girl nearly naked. By the time, she reached centre stage only her garter belt, stockings and heels remained.

She was tied face up onto what Cathy could only describe as a narrow vaulting horse and the Amazons surrounded her, two Amazons produced large handheld dildos while the third simply sat on the girls face. Cathy could see the girl start to lick and suck the Amazons cunt, while the others, standing either side of her, pulled her legs apart and began to ram the dildos in and out her cunt and arse. The stage began to revolve and the audience viewed the pumping of the dildos clearly. The girl's cunt was saturated and it was obvious she would orgasm in a matter of moments. Unexpectedly the Amazons stopped, leaving the dildos lodged in the girl's cunt and arse and the girl squirted spectacularly across the stage in full view of the audience. The audience, many of whom, including Cathy, were now openly masturbating, cheered loudly. 

The Amazons gathered around the hapless girl, one producing a long thin whip. As the first strike of the whip struck the girls tits, mayhem erupted from the table behind Cathy. The five white companions of the girl rushed towards the stage and were met by the three black Amazons. The first white girl clambered on to the stage, but the girl was met by a savage kick from one of the Amazons to her cunt and collapse holding her cunt. The Amazon reached down and grabbing her dress began to pull her to her feet, but a second white girl got her into a bear hug and wrenched the Amazon backward, ripping the collapsed girls dress off completely. The girl jumped to her feet and has her companion held the black Amazon, she punch the Amazon's cunt and her fist and wrist disappeared in to the Amazon's vagina. The Amazon and white girl both screamed, but one registering pain while the other delight. As the Amazon was held, the white girl started to fist her savagely. 

Two other white women had grabbed a second Amazon and had wrestled her to the floor, as one white woman sat on her shoulders, her cunt forced into the Amazons face the second white girl pushed her foot into the Amazon's cunt. Cathy was amazed that almost half the girl's foot disappeared and as she started moving it in and out, she gave the impression she was repeatedly kicking her. It was not until the white girl stopped kicking and forced almost the whole of her foot in the cunt and stood, her entire weight on the embedded leg, did the Amazon scream for mercy. The final struggle involving an Amazon and a single white appeared to be an unequal wrestling match, the Amazon flinging the white girl around the stage, ripping off her clothes as she did so. Finally as the Amazon sat on the girls face, her fist buried deep in the girls cunt, the original petite girl escaped her bonds and tearing a plank from the narrow horse smashed it across the Amazon's back. The Amazon collapsed and the battle was over. A white girl held each of the conscience Amazons around the throat, while another kept a vice like grip on their tits, guaranteeing her subjugation.




Cathy Unfettered Pt. 04



Cathy's attention was suddenly drawn to a scuffle; the black woman who had first sucked the Amazon's cunt, was on her feet and just as she began to move towards the stage an official behind her grabbed her hair and wrenched her back into her seat. 

Cathy returned her gaze to the stage. The white girls now dressed only stockings and high-heeled pumps, held one of the Amazons, face down on the horse and a second was kneeling, between her legs, her arms shackled, a massive dildo was strapped to each of their faces. One of the women invaders held the kneeling Amazon's hair and was violently forcing her head backwards and forwards, pumping the dildo in and out, alternating between the other Amazon's cunt and arse. The third unconscious Amazon had been lifted and turned upside down and was resting on her shoulders, her head forced obscenely flat to the floor. The Amazon's cunt and arse inches below the massive dildo strapped to the face of the Amazon led on the horse. A broad-shouldered woman was slowly forcing the massive dildo into the Amazon's cunt, stretching it unbelievably. The original girl who was initially dragged to the stage sat on the face of the now semi-conscious Amazon, forcing her arse onto the Amazon's mouth.

Cathy was distracted by a flash of light and saw that the Negress who had tried to reach the stage had been tied into her chair; a massive phallus was protruding from her mouth. Her blouse had been ripped open and most of her bra cups cut away from her huge tits. There was a second flash of light and Cathy realised that it was a cigarette lighter. The flame moved to the end of the phallus and lit a wick; the phallus was a horizontal candle! As the candle clearly illuminated the woman's face, Cathy gasped, it was Mary Walsh, the wife of Cathy's plaything, the toe sucking police sergeant James Walsh.

Cathy, her heart leapt, but a roar from the audience drew her attention back to the stage where each of the Amazons was squirting in unison giving the effect of an obscene fountain of statues. However, the girl originally dragged to the stage was straining and appeared about to shit in the mouth of the Amazon who was held upside down. Cathy realised that, that Amazon was the one that had first dragged the girl to the stage. The audience were screaming encouragement as a turd formed but a massive groan emanated from the crowd as the shit fell harmlessly to the side of the Amazon's face.

As the performers took their bow and the petite white girl passionately kissed the Amazon she had very nearly shit on, Cathy moved towards Mary. As she reached Mary, she saw the woman behind Mary slowly rotating Mary's head from side to side; wax was dripping from the candle, splattering on Mary's nipples. With each drip, Mary whimpered and the woman giggled. The lights in the auditorium came on, the interval had begun and the woman moved to blow out the candle, but Cathy whispered, "I'll take over from here." The woman smiled and left. 

Cathy pulled Mary's head back to look at her and said, "Hello Mary, what would James say about this kind of behaviour?" Mary's eyes grew wide as she recognised her one time neighbour, it was clear that Mary did not know of her husband's foot fetish.

"Now." Cathy continued, "I think I will adopt you as my plaything, do you agree?" Cathy forced Mary's head to nod and a pool of molten wax from the candle poured out falling onto Mary's pubic mound and down onto her clit. If Mary had been able, a scream would have emanated from her mouth, but only a low squeal was audible. Cathy holding Mary's head so that wax dripped directly on to her clit, said, "Well now that is agreed, what shall I do with you for the rest of the evening? Maybe I should let the candle burn for a few hours. That would be fun, but I have a better idea!"

Cathy released Mary from the chair and securing her hands behind her back, marched her, almost naked from the club. The clientele were highly amused; some smacked, and slapped Mary's tits and arse as she was marched past them. However, the candle's light faded and finally went out. A large fat woman stopped Mary and producing a lighter, she said, "Let me light that for you." She struck the flame and played it around Mary's wax covered nipples. Mary was screaming into her candle gag as the wax on her nipples slowly softened and melted. The woman was laughing and those of the audience close enough to see were shouting encouragement. Finally, with a satisfied smile, the woman lit the candle and then poked three fingers into Mary's saturated cunt; withdrawing her soaking wet hand, she extinguished the candle. "Let's try that again." she said. The audience moved closer and as the woman repeated her performance, many groped Mary's tits, cunt and arse. 

Finally, the woman turned to Cathy and said, "I'll take this slut home with me, you can go!" It must have been the last thing the woman remembers of her evening out as Cathy sunk her fist into her face. She fell like a bag of shit and Cathy, looking down at the unconscious woman, said, "Tell her, she should not confuse kindness with weakness!"



Cathy Unfettered Pt. 05



Package 

Once in the car Cathy drove Mary to a secluded woodland and parked under a tree. Cathy reached over and bent Mary's head forward until molten wax again dripped on to her clit from the candle in her mouth. Cathy's hand forced Mary's legs apart and her fingers roughly entered Mary's cunt. Mary was saturated and as Cathy started to remove her fingers, Mary's orgasm exploded and a pool of her cunt fluid formed under her arse. 

Cathy alighting from the car opened the passenger door. She dragged Mary out of the car by her hair and roughly twisting her head, wiped the cunt fluid from the seat with Mary's hair. Letting go she removed the candle and said, "Lick up the rest!" 

When Cathy was satisfied the seat was clean she sat down, spread her legs and ordered Mary to tongue her to orgasm. Mary enthusiastically tongued and sucked Cathy's cunt until Cathy was overcome by a spectacular orgasm. As Cathy recovered, Mary eagerly licked and cleaned the seat once more. 

Cathy drove Mary home and parked at the kerb some fifteen yards from the house. Looking at the almost naked Mary, she said, "Get out and wait for me at the front door!" Mary ran across the lawn and cowered at the door as the movement sensor caused the illumination of the entry. Cathy, slowly and casually walked to the door and Mary opened it, begging Cathy to hurry. Cathy smiled and forcing Mary to stand up straight, she gave Mary a long list of instructions. Eventually Mary was allowed to enter the house and Mary immediately set about complying with Cathy's instructions. 

Cathy sat cross-legged in a comfortable armchair, sipping a wine. She was listening to Mary in the shower when the door opened and James entered the house. He stood still looking at Cathy; Cathy lifted her foot and said simply, "Suck, Prick!" James fell to his knees and started to lick and suck Cathy's foot and shoe. He was getting more excited with each stroke of his tongue, but as the bathroom door opened, he jumped up and stood as rigid as his prick. 

Cathy smiled as Mary entered, a towel wrapped around her. "Loose the towel; Slut!" Cathy growled. The towel immediately fell to the floor revealing Mary dressed only in lace topped stocking and extremely high-heels; she was staring apprehensively at James as it became apparent Mary had large vibrators inserted in her arse and cunt. 

Cathy snarled, "Start them on maximum! Then you black slut crawl over here and suck my cunt! ". 

Mary started both vibrators as ordered and stared at James waiting for his scream of repulsion but as none came, she fell to her knees and crawled towards Cathy, her eyes still on James. Cathy opened her legs and Mary's head moved between them and she started sucking and licking her mistress. 

Cathy said quietly, "Slut stretch your left leg straight out!" 

Confused Mary did as commanded and then heard Cathy say, "Suck it Prick!" 

Mary felt hands gently lift her foot and a tongue lick the underneath of her toes. She gasped as she realised James was licking and caressing her foot and shoe, but Mary was shocked as Cathy said, "Both of you masturbate on your favourite fetishes!" 

Mary's hand moved to her cunt as she heard the zip of James's pants slide open. 

Each member of the group ejaculated dramatically and slowly Cathy rose from her chair, her cunt fluid running down her leg. Mary her face covered in cum, watched as Cathy took a wooden spoon from the kitchen and returned to the man and his wife. Mary braced herself for the first strike, but it fell not on her arse but on James'. Cathy spanked James until he cried for mercy and then turned to Mary. 

Mary was petrified, but Cathy wrenching her head back, said, "You are mine and mine alone. I will arrange a cage for you my pet, soon, but in the meantime, you will not engage in any sexual activity with this heap of shit without my permission. That includes satisfying this black faggot's foot fetish. 

Mary nodded and said, "Yes Mistress" as Cathy strode out into the dawn. 

Cathy crept into her bed as Lynda was in the shower, what seemed like moments later, Lynda opened the bedroom door and said, "Get up sleepy head you have to interview my choices for the two positions we advertised." 

"Ug" Cathy said lazily. 

Lynda laughed and said, "The first is for the floor manager's job and the second is for the web designer, but I feel she, the web designer, would also make a great underwear model for young active women! See what you think." 

Cathy with extreme difficulty got to the shop in time for the interviews and was pleased when the preferred applicant for floor manager was Jasmine, the headmaster's daughter. 

Jasmine explained that her father had been replaced at the school. Her father had left and moved away, adding she did not know where, but admitted things were financially a little tough now. 

Cathy looking at Jasmine said, "Well I am pleased to welcome you to our employ. We may not have known each other well at school, but we did make a good tag team one Friday night. We must do something for your mother, I enjoyed the last time." 

Jasmine's mouth fell open staring at Cathy questioningly. Cathy smiled and tilted her head slightly. Jasmine understood that Cathy was the prostitute Josephine! 

Lynda broke the silence and offered to show Jasmine around the shop, pausing at the door, she said, "I will send the applicant for the web design job in." 

Cathy took the opportunity to visit the toilet. When she returned a tall slim and very attractive girl was standing with her back to her. 

Cathy said, "Sorry to keep you." and walked towards her but as the girl turned around Cathy exploded; she grabbed the girl by the throat and slammed her against the wall, anger and rage flowing through her mind and body. 

Bianca whimpered, "I'm sorry, I did not" but Cathy interrupted, yelling, "Why? Why do you hate me?" 

Choking Bianca said, "I don't! I just want you as a friend. I'm a lesbian too!" 

Cathy was shocked and dropped Bianca who immediately collapsed on to the floor coughing. Bianca did not wait for Cathy to recover from the shock of what Bianca had just said but ran from the office holding her throat. Several more seconds passed before the reality dawned on Cathy. "Fuck!" Cathy said repeatedly as she ran out of the store. Bianca was nowhere in sight. 

"Fuck, fuck, fuck." Cathy said aloud as she walked back into the store. She thought Bianca would have to go back to school just as Lynda asked, "What happened?" 

Cathy said, "All this fucking time I have been so fucking wrong! I will fix it." and grabbing her bag she left the store. 

Cathy went straight to the school. Bianca watched Cathy walked up the driveway, petrified she ran out the back way and hid. Cathy searched for Bianca, but all her friends and teachers said she appeared to be absent. 

The next day Bianca knew she had to go to school and face whatever her classmates would do after Cathy had told everyone she was a lesbian. Bianca reached the school gates, she was terrified, urine was starting to slowly leak into her panties and she could hardly move. As all of her many friends joined her, chattering away inconsequentially, she realised that nothing had changed; her secret was still a secret. She wondered why Cathy had kept silent. 

Bianca went to the office with the intention of asking if there were any messages. She walked up to the elderly woman behind the desk. The woman without waiting for Bianca to speak and without lifting her head said, "Cathy says sorry and you got the job." Looking up the woman smiled and watched Bianca leave. Bianca thought the day crawled by and she considered skipping every class but was overjoyed when her last lesson was cancelled. 

Bianca ran all the way to the mall. As she was pondering what she should say to Cathy, a voice right next to her said, "Hi." She whirled around to see Cathy smiling at her. 

"Hi." She replied sheepishly but beamed at Cathy. Bianca took a deep breath and said, "Why did you not tell?" However, Cathy ignored her question and held out the package she was holding and said, "Happy Birthday, oh yes and it comes with the job, all expenses paid." 

Bianca, looking shocked but excited, said, "Thank you, can I open it now?" 

"Open it" Cathy replied smiling. 

Bianca nervously opened the package and gasped when she realised it was the latest 'iphone'. Her mouth fell open as she looked at Cathy in amazement. 

Cathy laughed, but Lynda approached and said, "Is it your birthday?" Bianca smiled and said, "I was eighteen last Saturday and now I have just six weeks before the orphanage kicks me out. That is why I needed this job; I have to find somewhere to live." 

Cathy said, "Well Lynda and I have plenty of room, you can stay with us until you find a place. You can have the spare room, there are three bedrooms left to choose from." 

Bianca knees went weak and although embarrassed accepted the offer. Cathy suggested she have a look around and as Bianca wandered off, Lynda said, "She will be a perfect model as well." However, Cathy's thoughts were not on modelling, they were on slavery. 

Several weeks passed and Cathy's mother and sister had returned from their world trip, which left Cathy's plans for Bianca in ruins. Cathy thought that her sister Jane was the governing force in the family and was the only one Cathy knew could put an end to her plans. Cathy yelled "Fuck" to the empty room, "I need really great sex!" She immediately resolved to visit her slave, Mary. 

Arriving at the Walsh's house, Cathy entered unannounced to find James and his two adult black daughters lounging on easy chairs, still in their nightclothes. 

"Where's Mary?" Cathy demanded. 

The eldest daughter, Susan, not even looking up from her ipad said simply, "Shopping". 

Cathy stormed over to her and grabbing her hair forced her head back and said, "You will address me as Mistress!" 

Susan stared disbelievingly at the anonymous woman, but the younger daughter, Dianne, gasped and jumped to her feet. 

Whatever they intended to do died as Cathy, turning to James, said, "Get naked and suck my toes!" James immediately shed his pyjamas and grovelled at Cathy's feet. Susan jumped up and ran to her bedroom while Dianne, looking stunned, flopped back down staring at her father. As James sucked Cathy's feet, Cathy noticed a small damp spot develop at Dianne's cunt. 

At that instant, Mary entered the house and stood petrified, her mouth open looking at her daughter. 

Cathy growled, "Loose the skirt and top, Slut!" 

Mary was stunned and looked at Cathy and James, but she slowly complied. She stood silently in her bra, stockings and high-heeled pumps looking at her daughter as Cathy said "Crawl over here you black cunt sucking whore and suck my cunt!" 

As Mary fell to her knees and crawled towards Cathy, Cathy lifted her skirt, and spread her legs. Mary began licking Cathy's cunt hungrily and Cathy looked over at Dianne and saw the damp spot had now saturated the crutch of her panties. As she watched Dianne's hand fell to her cunt. Her hand moved beneath her panties and she commenced playing with her clit. 

Susan entered the room, dressed only in stockings and platform shoes, and walked quickly over to where her mother and father were each licking separate parts of Cathy's anatomy. 

Cathy asked, "Do you want to suck my other foot?" 

Susan replied angrily, "Get fucked" and spanked her mother and then her father hard on the arse. 

Cathy smiled and rummaging through her bag, took out a short whip and a strap on dildo. She handed them to Susan. 

Susan immediately took the whip and whipped both her father and mother, but it was a now naked Dianne who took the strap on dildo and putting it on plunged it deep into her mother's cunt. The daughters fucked and whipped with increasing violence, but Cathy was in ecstasy and her orgasm finally sprayed into Mary's face. 

Cathy smiled and as she was leaving, she turned to the incestuous foursome and said, "I am the Mistress, but you may enjoy the slut and faggot for now". 

In the evening, Cathy drove to the whorehouse and straight away set about finding a submissive slut. However, Cathy had fast gained a reputation of being an extremely brutal dominatrix, who would actually harm a submissive. Cathy could feel subs move away as she approached. As the night wore on Cathy became increasingly angry and frustrated. By midnight, she knew her search was fruitless. Cathy became increasingly desperate to dominate slaves. She began planning her assault on Bianca when a tall slim attractive woman with very large boobs sat down next to her. Cathy, seeing the woman was wearing a dog collar, immediately thought her luck had changed; this she thought was obviously a pick up. 

Within minutes the two women left the club together, they set off for the woman's house in Cathy's car. 

As Cathy drove the woman said, "God you make me so horny, can we stop in these woods and have a quickie?" 

Cathy smiled and drove a little way into the woods and parked the car. As she turned towards the woman, the woman squirted a gas in Cathy's face and said, "Goodnight, dumb-ass!" 

Cathy had no way of knowing how long she had been unconscious, but as her head cleared she realised she was still dressed, the only change being she now wore a narrow dog collar. The woman was sat across from her, her legs crossed, smiling at her. Cathy jumped up and yelled, "Fuck you! I'm not staying." Cathy got up and crossing a large entry hall she wrenched open the front door. Amazed she looked on a scene of high snow capped mountains. Panicking Cathy ran out of the door, but she had not moved two yards when pain shot through her from the dog collar and she collapsed. 

As the woman approached and the pain eased, she said with a smile, "You are not allowed to move more than ten metres from me." Cathy's anger boiled over and getting to her feet, she ran at the woman, but again the pain shot through her and the woman laughing said, "Or get closer than two metres. Now while you do a strip for me I will answer any questions." Pressing a remote control, which shot more pain through Cathy, she said, "Now". 

Cathy started to strip and said, "Where are we, the Rockies?" 

"Sort of" the woman replied, "But, this far south they call them the Andes! 

Cathy was shocked and stared at her. She asked, "Why me?" 

Clicking the remote the woman put her hand around Cathy's throat and said, "My name is Josephine, ring any bells? You cost me a lot of money and I want it back! I would never have found you if you had not bragged to Jasmine." After a pause she continued, "I had a thriving business catering to extreme fetishes and you fucking near ruined it, you dumb-ass cunt! I am going to have much more than a pound of flesh!" Holding Cathy down, she slapped Cathy hard across the face. When Cathy cried out in pain Josephine said, "Fucking shut up you worthless slut, there is plenty more where that came from. If you don't like being hit then take what is coming, I guarantee you will not enjoy it!" Josephine took hold of an electric cattle prod and waving it in front of Cathy's face, she said, "One more sound and I will used this!" and poked Cathy's pubic mound. Cathy jumped in pain, she was terrified and tried to push past Josephine, but Josephine shoved her back and jabbing her repeatedly with the electric prod forced her further into the room. All the time telling her she was a slut and needed to be punished. Cathy tried to scream but a hand came out of nowhere and slammed into the side of her head. 

Cathy backed almost unconscious to a chair and curled herself into a tight ball. Josephine grabbed her hair and forcing her head backward rammed an anal butt plug into her protesting mouth, expertly securing it in place. Then, wrenching Cathy's hair so hard that in desperation Cathy threw both hands up to try to relieve the pain, Josephine grabbed her wrists and manacle them. Holding on to the chain connecting the cuffs Josephine dragged Cathy to her feet and connected a second short chain with what Cathy thought was a butcher's hook, but with two prongs. With Cathy's hands were forced behind her head, her elbows vertical, Josephine pulled the butchers hook down to Cathy's arse, positioning one of the hooks at her anal rose. Cathy could feel a cold steel ball slowly forcing her sphincter muscles apart. The ball was slightly bigger than a golf ball but it felt much bigger as it started to force its way into her arse. Her arms were in excruciating pain, but Cathy tried desperately to force them further over her head to slacken the chain pulling the ball inexorably into her arse. 

Cathy looked around in desperation and saw Josephine was stood behind her, rubbing her clit as she watched Cathy's fruitless struggle to keep the steel ball from penetrating her rosebud. Cathy gasped but Josephine was rubbing her clit vigorously. As Cathy stared at Josephine horrified, Josephine picked up a vibrator and began to ram it in and out of her own cunt, while she squeezed and pulled her clit saying, "Oh I will have to film this, and I know all the perverts on the internet will just love watching that ball disappear into your fucking arse. Maybe I could stream it to your mother, I am sure she would enjoy it". Josephine's orgasm was immense and she squirted on to the floor. Laughing she climbed on to a chair and wiped her cunt and thighs with Cathy's hair. 

The ball finally entered Cathy's arse. Josephine laughed and asked, "Are you enjoying yourself, Cathy? You will; I am." Cathy was devastated at the anal intrusion and by the thought of this maniac enjoying the spectacle. 

Smiling broadly Josephine again went to a drawer and returned with two evil looking clamps. Josephine said, "Open your fucking legs". When Cathy did not move Josephine formed a fist and hit Cathy as hard as she could in the stomach. Cathy doubled up in pain and dropped to her knees. Josephine kicked her legs, eventually forcing them apart, then bending down she pushed Cathy over backwards, trapping Cathy's legs beneath her, her thighs spread, her cunt open wide. Taking the clamps, Josephine fitted one to each of Cathy's vaginal lips and screwed then on especially tight. Attaching a dog lead to the vaginal clamps, she forced Cathy to stand. Josephine then forced Cathy's feet into to a pair of seven-inch high heels, the toes of which were ballet shoes. Josephine bent down and locked the ankle straps, laughing at Cathy who was now force to walk on tiptoe. Josephine tugged the dog lead and Cathy had no option but to follow. Every step was painful as her vaginal lips burned with each tug of the lead and her toes were crushed into the shoes. The dog lead was tied to the wall and Cathy sank to her knees. Josephine disappeared only to emerge minutes later dressed in a latex dominatrix outfit, which left her tits, and cunt exposed. Josephine was wearing a huge strap on dildo and holding a thin riding crop as well as the electric cattle prod. 

Cathy was terrified, piss dribbling from her cunt as she looked at Josephine; Josephine was smiling. Josephine reached down and spreading her cunt lips pressed her cunt hard against Cathy's face, and laughing she said, "Two can play that game." Piss spurted out of Josephine and she smeared the flowing liquid around Cathy's face and hair. Laughing she said, "You'll get to eat my shit later!" 

Cathy was pulled to her feet and in agony, she watched Josephine. She was terrified and urine was still leaking down her legs. Josephine laughed and said, "If you knew what was coming you'd shit yourself." Laughing still more she said, "I don't suppose you can, can you, Cathy. I have already blocked that fucking hole". Josephine half-pushed, half-guided Cathy down cellar steps. However, when Josephine pressed the cattle prod onto Cathy's arse, she fell the last few steps to the bottom. 




Cathy Unfettered Pt. 05



Bruised and bleeding, Cathy was again forced to her feet by the pain in her vaginal lips, and nearly passing out she tip toed after Josephine. Josephine stopped in front of two enormous pillars and roughly dragged Cathy towards them; attaching the lead to a ring, she pushed Cathy on to her hands and knees. Unable to move she watched Josephine's high heels walk around her and then saw Josephine squat down in front of her, her cunt dripping in her excitement. Josephine's face swam before her and she felt the white-hot pain of the cattle prod on her nipple, and then again on her other nipple. Josephine prodded her repeatedly alternating between her nipples, saying, "Come on Cathy my special fuck slut make those nipples grow, I want to see then burst with excitement!" Cathy screamed relentlessly into her gag, but only a low muffled sound was audible. 

Cathy was at the point of passing out when Josephine stood up. As Cathy regained her senses, she watched as Josephine circled her once again. 

Josephine said, "By the time tonight is over I will have broken you and you will love me for it, and you will agree with me, raw sex is what you want, what you need and what you will beg me, your mistress, for. You are my slave! I am going to teach you and you will love me for it. I bet that pretty little cunt and arse of yours can't wait, how wet is your cunt now?" 

Josephine jammed several fingers into Cathy's cunt. The cunt was dry, lifeless and Josephine let out a loud scream. Stringing Cathy between the two pillars, Josephine tied Cathy's dog collar to her ankles, forcing her to bend, forcing her head lower than her arse. Josephine pressed the cattle prod against Cathy's cunt lips, shaking it so it contacted each lip in rapid succession. Cathy's screams where never heard, but they lasted for what seemed an eternity. "Fucking cunt! Slut!" Josephine screamed, "You do know you're in for a real treat, don't you." and she touched the cattle prod against the butchers hook. Cathy had never felt pain like it, her anal passage felt as though it was on fire, she was sure she was dying and darkness swallowed her. 

As Cathy came to, she realised that her anal passage was being filled with fluid and some of it; much to Josephine's amusement was dripping down her legs. Josephine laughed and said, "I have gaped your ass already, just like a slave's ass should be!" Josephine was laughing as she squeezed a large bag of fluid connected to the second prong of the butcher's hook. The pressure in Cathy's anus increased rapidly causing an excruciating pain deep in Cathy's bowels. Josephine was excited as fluid spurted and frothed from around the steel ball and said, "Do you like champagne, your arse sure does! You should be wet enough to fuck now, slave." 

Josephine moved behind Cathy and jammed several fingers into Cathy's cunt. It was still dry. 

Josephine moved to Cathy's head and gently stroked her hair a look of concern on her face. Josephine said, "I really do not want to hurt you, please help me avoid that, but you have misbehaved again and I must punish you for your own good. I must punish you each time you are naughty, so please stop being naughty!" With that, Josephine swung the whip and it slammed into the side of Cathy's left breast. Cathy screamed into her gag but almost instantly, a second blow landed across the top of both Cathy's tits. A third blow landed on the side of her right tit, a forth on the underneath and a fifth landed hard across her nipples. Cathy's screams were endless. Josephine returned to face Cathy, laughing at the tears streaming down Cathy's face. Josephine bent down and obscenely licked the tears from Cathy's cheeks and eyes. 

Josephine looked at Cathy and taking hold of her hair, she said, "All this can be avoided, all you have to do is agree to be my slave and do as I tell you. Do you want to be my slave?" Josephine moved Cathy's head up and down as though she were nodding. "Good! Fuck Slut." said Josephine, "Now we are getting somewhere". "So," Josephine continued, "Your punishment, twenty-five stokes on your desirable tits? Mind you after twenty-five strokes, who would desire those pimples? You could have breast implants; you would look obscene with forty-inch tits, G size I think. " Josephine grabbing hold of Cathy's hair made her head nod. "Great!" Josephine said and renewed her whipping of Cathy's tits. On completion of the twenty-five strokes, Cathy hung almost lifeless, her tits completely covered in angry red welts. 

Josephine laughed and moving behind Cathy unhooked the chain and wrenched the butchers hook out of Cathy's arse. Josephine jumped with glee as the champagne enema first spurted and then frothed and bubbled from Cathy's arse dribbling down between her cunt lips. 

As Cathy regained full consciousness, Josephine rammed the large dildo she was wearing into Cathy's champagne moistened cunt and began to fuck Cathy relentlessly. Josephine was screaming at her to orgasm. Each stroke in Cathy's cunt was agony, but Josephine did not care and after what seemed an eternity Josephine reached orgasm, wildly spraying her vaginal fluid over Cathy's arse and down her legs. 

Josephine took several minutes to regain control and then sauntered around to Cathy's head. Removing the butt plug from Cathy's mouth, Josephine violently pulled Cathy's head up. Josephine pushed her cunt into Cathy's face and said, "Clean your mistress. Suck my cunt, Slave." Cathy did not move and Josephine laughed and said, "You're really are loving the pain, aren't you? How much pain would you like, Slave?" and struck Cathy across the back with the whip. "I am going to whip you until you start sucking, Slut!" 

Cathy was finally broken and began licking and sucking Josephine's cunt. Cathy had taken her first tentative step into her new world of enslavement. 

As Cathy continued to lick and suck Josephine cunt, Josephine said, "The organization I represent only offers two careers, but there is also a temporary job available. The first career is as a surrogate mother, at your age, you could have twenty-five children by the time you retire and the organization would be very grateful. The second choice is prostitute; this normally lasts no longer than ten years, before you are unsightly from the abuse. Although there is always a chance of promotion, it is normal that you transfer to the surrogate program at the end of your useful life as a prostitute. The temporary job is as my slave, usually lasts six months before I transfer you to your chosen career. Which would you prefer?"