1 comments/ 46414 views/ 10 favorites Development of Julia and Natasha Ch. 01 By: Zygote_Shyly Julia was unable to do much other than gargle in her bondage, while she watched the new latex cat-suited girl being brought into the room and tied into the X-rack facing her. Julia had been a submissive to her master for nearly a year now, and this was the first time that he had involved anyone else in their play time. Julia's master, and who she presumed to be the new girls mistress finished securing the girl to the cross, and removed the black hood from her head, revealing a young looking woman with short black hair, several piercings on her lips and eyebrows, a bullring, and who was wearing a ball-gag in her mouth. "I'd like you to meet someone who I'm sure you'll become very good friends with", Julia's master spoke, gesturing towards the pierced girl looking back at her. "This is Natasha, and she is submissive to another woman who I would like to you to treat with as much obedience as to do for me, Madam Angela." Julia, being gagged herself by an elaborate device that had been installed into her mouth which could be locked to hold down her tongue rings to her bottom teeth, simply bowed her head towards Madam Angela, as she knew that anything she did that might embarrass her master would have severe repercussions. In truth she was glad at this time that her tongue was bound, for if she were able to speak she felt she would doubtlessly say something that expressed the uneasiness that she felt towards having others, especially other females, involved in this relationship. "I've been looking forward to today for some time now," Madame Angela said with a smile, as she walked in between the two bound submissives, and turned in front of Julia. "Your master and I have been talking about today for quite a while, and I think I speak for him as well when I say we have some very high expectations for the two of you." Julia unsure of what to take from this, turned her eyes to her master, and gave her best questioning look that she could muster. "Madame Angela and I both feel that both of you, our submissives, have come a very long way from when we first met, but we both agree that for us as masters, to fully tap at both of your potentials you are going to need each other, as well as some time with another dominant." Her master explained. "Over the year past for example, you've had over a dozen piercings placed on your body for both your pleasure and bondage. Would you believe that Natasha here doesn't have a thing pierced below her shoulders?" Madam Angela turned to her submissive, and gave a chuckle. "Not yet anyway, but that will change. Thats what this is about, after all." Turning back to Julia, Madam reached to Julia's jaw, and pulled her mouth open to inspect the contraption that kept for tongue mute. "Very interesting work you've had done to yourself, I see." Julia nodded, happily accepting the compliment towards something that she was quite proud of. "I've been told that the modifications to your cunt are a Sistine Chapel in the works too." This time blushing, Julia smiled and gave another nod. "Thats good," Angela said with a chuckle, "Since I'll expect you help Natasha here pierce her way towards being a Notre Dame, then." Julia glanced over to Natasha to see if she could read a reaction on her face, and caught her looking to her mistress with what seemed to be perhaps worry. 'Natasha is just as new and uncomfortable with the situation as I am', Julia thought to herself. 'I wonder what it is that she's going to be doing to me?' As though he was reading her mind at that moment, Julia's master answered her question. "Don't forget though, this is a two way arrangement, and Natasha will be in turn assisting you with some changes." The two submissives once again turned to each other, as if trying to empathetically read the others mind. Addressing Natasha, Julia's master spoke to her, "Would you have thought that Julia here is actually self described as being completely straight?" Natasha turned to him and shook her head. "Well, it's true. She's told me that she's never even felt the desire to kiss girls who she sees as being beautiful. It's a damn shame," he said, with a sigh. Madam Angela smiled, and stroked Natasha's jawline with her latex gloved hand. "Natasha here however is a full-blown pussy-munching wanton-lesbian slut, and with your obedience during sessions together hopefully some of that will.. persuade you to be a little more open minded." Julia's stomach knotted up, and she couldn't help but to give a visible frown. Her master had often made her watch pornography, and while it usually aroused her, she found the idea of actually having sex with another girl was a little further than she felt she could go. Noticing her visible expression of worry, her master spoke to both of them. "All we demand is your obedience with your instructions, and the two of you will do the rest in becoming closer towards what your dominants want of you both. For now, we will let you both take the time to have a little chat with yourselves while Madam Angelia and I plan out the next few weeks ahead." Madam Angela unbuckled the straps from Natasha's head, pulled the gag out of her mouth, and bucked it back up around her neck. As Madame moved from between them to leave the room, Julia saw that the gag around Natasha's neck that had been in her mouth wasn't a ball-gag at all, but had been a thick and long rubber cock which she had been deep-throating for who knows how long. "Thankyou Madam, for removing my throat-cock." Natasha quickly said, in a light East European accent. "You're welcome Natasha," Madame replied. "If you get along with Julia well today you might not have to wear it on the way back home." she winked at Julia, and left the room. Julia's master pulled her jaw down, and unlocked the bar in her tongue from the clips fastened to her teeth, letting her take the time to give the muscle in her mouth a chance to stretch. "Thankyou." Julia quietly quipped, slightly embarrassed in her first display of submission in front of Natasha. Her master smiled at her, and walked out of the room, closing the door behind him. Silence filled the room for what seemed like an eternity, but what could have only been ten seconds. Julia looked to Natasha, who looked back, and they both smiled. "So her-" "This is inter-" they both started at the same time, then laughed nervously, followed by a pause. "Do you really have over a dozen piercings? It's a large number for a person without any on her face.." Natasha asked, shyly. "Sixteen actually," Julia stated with an air of pride. "I didn't have any before my time began with my master, but now I've got three in my tongue, two in my nipples, and eleven in my pussy." Natasha drew a breath of air in sharply, and bit her lower lip. "It must have been very frightening to all of that done to you. My mistress arranged for my facial piercings to be done too, but I have been too scared to go back to the parlour for the things that she really wants." Natasha admitted. Julia grinned. "Well, I wish I could assure you that having these ones done would be similar to your current ones, but.." both girls laughed as she trailed off the sentence. "That seems like we've broken the ice a bit." Julia smiled. "I hope so." Natasha stated, "Though I'm still getting used to the idea that our dominents are going to make us fuck and who knows what else" she added, with an air of seriousness. "Yeah. No kidding." Natasha's bluntness of what Julia knew to be true didn't make the idea of sex with a woman any less unappealing to her. Another pause of silence followed, which Natasha filled by testing her bonds to the x-cross. "I guess today finally explains why my Master set up the second cross in here." She mused, making Natasha chuckle. "So, have you been with your Master for very long?" Natasha chirped up. "It sounds like they intend for us to spend time with each others dominants.. is he very strict?" "I wouldn't really say he was strict," Julia said carefully. "We've been together for nearly a year now, and he's always been very kind. Always treated me as an equal." Natasha gave a puzzled look. "Isn't he your Master though?" She questioned. "My Mistress would not be happy if I called myself an equal to her." "It's not really like that with us," Julia explained. "I've been with harsh masters in the past, but he has always described himself as a Master who could only be with someone who he respected." She shrugged, and Natasha gave an unconvincing nod. "I take it your Mistress wishes to be addressed formally then?" "Oh, absolutely." She stated quickly. "I would advise it. She can be cruel when she thinks you're giving her cheek." "Good to know." Julia smiled. "It's been a while since I last deserved some discipline." "It was only this morning for me." Natasha admitted. "For asking where I was being taken today." Julia nodded, and made a gesture with her eyes towards the large dildo around Natasha's neck. "Hence you're wearing that thing today?" She asked. "My cock-gag?" She asked, with surprise. "Oh, no – I always wear that. Madam insists that rigid training is very important to perfect oral sex. My having to wear it though did result from my choking on one of Madams strap-ons some months ago." she explained. Julia let out a whistle. "Harsh." She stated. "Harsh" Natasha agreed. "No, today my punishment was to wear a much larger anal-plug than normal under my cat-suit." She fidgeted as she said so. The door to the room opened, and Julia's master and Madam Angelia entered, closing it behind them. Her Master smiled and clapped his hands together. "How are the two of you catching on then?" He asked no one in particular. "We did mention that you'll both be asked questions about each other, didn't we?" A grin formed across his face. "If you fail to answer a question correctly then I should think some punishment would be due." Madam Angela threatened. "For wasting your time together." She added. "Julia," her master addressed, "What is one of the two things that Natasha is wearing inside her today?" He asked. "An anal-plug." She answered. "An extra large one.. as punishment." "That's correct," Madam confirmed. "You got the follow up question there too – clever one." She turned to Natasha, "Exactly how many piercings does Julia have, and where on her body are they?" She demanded. "There are three in her tongue, two in her nipples, and eleven in her pussy, Madam." She quickly recalled. "That is sixteen in total, Madam." "Spot on." Julia's master confirmed. "Now tell us, how many tattoos does Julia have?" Julia shot a worried glance to Natasha. The subject of tattoos hadn't come up in the short time they had together, and to make things worse, the question her Master was asking Natasha was a trick one. Natasha looked back over to Julia, and stared carefully into her eyes. After a short time, she carefully replied; "She has no tattoos, sir." Her Mistress gave a clap. "Theres no pulling the sheeps wool over this ones eyes?" He grinned to her Mistress. "You can drop the 'sir' though, next time Natasha." He added. "Good girl!" Madam cooed. "Now Julia, can you tell us which country Natasha is originally from?" This time Natasha shot the worried glance back. Julia tried to read Natashas face for the correct answer, hoping for the words to form, but as the seconds ticked by no answer appeared, and the two dominants began to lose their patience. "Do you know the correct answer, or not, Julia?" Madam Angela demanded with more than a hint of temper. Julia decided it was in her best interest to take a quick guess. "It's Russia. She's originally from Russia, Madam." At her reply, she saw her master give a sigh, and instantly knew that she was in trouble. "Disappointing." Madam stated. "And you were both so close to reward too, but it seems you've chosen punishment instead." Turning to Natasha she added, "Both of you." Natasha let out a whimper, and her Mistress turned to leave the room. "Please Madam," Julia quickly injected "it was only me who answered the question wrong. You don't need to punish Natasha too.." she pleaded. Madam stopped, and turned to reply, though it was Julia's master who spoke first. "You didn't ask her where she was originally from, Julia," he explained "but it was her that never thought to tell you." "And you shall receive an extra punishment for speaking out of turn." Madam Angela stated. "I think you ought to lock her tongue back in place again in case it happens again too." She suggested. "I agree completely." her Master said as he fished out the key from his pocket and pulled her mouth open, holding her tongue down to fasten it back into place. Knowing she was in trouble Julia tried her best to co-operate, and shot Natasha and apologetic glance. "If you brought your equipment you're welcome to punish her for the insult personally." He offered Angela. "I was just about to get it." She stated icily while looking at Julia. "I'll be back before either of them know it." With that, Angela stormed out of the dungeon leaving the two slaves to worry about exactly what was to come. To be continued.. Development of Julia and Natasha Ch. 02 As Madam Angela left the dungeon and slammed the door behind her, Julia, muted by the piercings through her tongue, was left to worry about what was to come by herself. Natasha, who was tied to the St. Catherine's Cross opposite her was hanging her head down to the ground, so there was nothing she could read from her face or eyes. She dared not look to her Master, for she knew he was quite disappointed by her ill manners towards Natasha's Mistress. "I thought you would have known the correct way to behave around your Dominents, Julia." He addressed her. Knowing that she would be in strife for ignoring him now, she forced herself to look into his eyes, and gave the most apologetic expression she could muster. "Puppy dog eyes might work on me sometimes, Sweetheart," he chuckled, "but it might just make Madam Angela even more pissed off than you've already made her. If I were you I'd take what shes got planned for you with gratitude." He suggested, solemnly. Julia nodded quietly, and bit her lip with worry. It wasn't much longer till the dungeon door swung open again, and Madam Angela re-entered carrying a fold out chair under one arm, and a small purple vinyl case under the other. Wordlessly, she walked to the centre of the room, and set the chair up between the two girls. Looking at the chair, Julia could that there wasn't anything particularly diabolical about it, as it seemed to be your standard outdoor wooden seat with slats on the seat and back of it. "If you could take her off the cross and give me full access to her cunt, that would most helpful." She requested to Julia's Master. "Of course," He said with a smile, and he pulled the keys from his pocket. "Her body is yours now as much as it is mine, so no need to ask." Four turns of a key later Julia's wrists and ankles were freed from her cross, and the zipper in her latex catsuit from her butt to her crotch had been unzipped. "Spread 'em." Madam barked at Julia. Quick to respond, Julia spread her legs for her new Mistress, stretching the latex hole wider for her pussy to be put onto full display. Madam gave a whistle of approval at the sight of her bald pussy, adorned with the five perfectly aligned metal rings down each side of her labia. Looking up, Julia could see that Natasha too was inspecting her work downstairs, wondering, Julia suspected, how long it would be till her pussy would receive the same decorations. "Get on the chair, slut." Madam suddenly ordered, changing the mood once again. Julia quickly sat down and looked up to her Mistress for more instructions. "Good, now butt against the back of the seat, and head between your knees, chop-chop!" She ordered impatiently. As soon as Julia was in position, Madam had fastened the cuffs on her ankles to the legs of the seat, and bound her wrists together behind her back. "Nearly done, little bitch" Madam purred, reaching for her case. The next thing Julia heard was the familiar sound of duct tape being stretched out, followed by rough hands wrapping the thick black tape around her neck and her knees numerous times. "Simple, quick, and secure." Her Master commented from across the room. "I like it." "Not done yet," Madam Angela stated. "I've got the star for this Christmas tree saved for last." She said with a sneer. Reaching into her case again, Madam pulled out four more padlocks, and knelt down beside Julia in her chair. "This chair has slats on the seat for a reason, you know," Madam said quietly in Julia's ear. Running one gloved finger between the wider slats near Julia's pussy, Madam guided the piercings down, and tugged them through so they dangled from above. When satisfied she had pulled all she could through one side, she did the same to the other, all while Julia struggled to remain still and quiet. "And now," she continued, as she padlocked each of the opposite pairs of rings together, "you're proper fucked." Julia dared not to move on her seat in fear of injuring herself. Her labia already felt like they were being stretched to near breaking point around the wooden slat, and she didn't imagine it would take much more than losing her balance to have her rings painfully torn out. "Feel free to use any of the tools here for administering her punishment, Angela." Julia heard her Master offer. If the position she was now in wasn't already her punishment, she wondered, what the hell was to come. She had never been treated this roughly before, and she was beginning to understand why Natasha seemed to find discipline so frightening. "Thankyou, but I think I have all I need with just a little rope, and Natasha here." Angela stated. "A knot here and a pulley there, and you'll find that they're both quite capable of punishing each other." "You've got me on the edge of my seat, Angela." He chuckled. Madam Angela unbuckled Natasha from her cross, and moved her in front of Julia. Reaching for her vinyl case again, Angela retrieved a length of thin rope, and expertly tied one end of it to the bullring through Natasha's nose. The other end of the rope, Angela tossed over the rafters between the submissives, and was tied around Julia's wrists. "Onto your toes, Natasha!" Angela barked, "I don't want any slack in this rope, or you'll both be in real strife." She pulled Julia's arms as far back as they could go, and Julia couldn't help but to give a cry of discomfort. Any higher, she thought, and she would have to stand up off the chair, and she knew that wasn't something she could do either. "Now," Angela said with a smile, "Hopefully you can both see now what happens when either one of you disappoints your dominants. You're both in this together now, so if you won't be obedient for yourself perhaps you'll put in a little more effort for the sake of your fellow slave." "Shall we give them some more time alone to really get to know each other?" Julia's Master suggested, coyly. "Let's," Madam Angela agreed. "I have a feeling that they might get the chance to get a lot more familiar this way." She gave a sharp smack, square on Natasha's latex covered butt, right over where her anal plug was buried, causing Natasha give a surprised yelp, and making her take a tippy-toed step forward. This had the added affect of pulling sharply on the rope tied to her bullring, giving Julia a very uncomfortable surprise in turn when her arms were pulled further back than they could go, forcing her to sit up. The pain in her pussy was as sharp as it was unexpected, and Julia gave a loud, garbled yelp, pulling back down on the rope which in turn made Natasha give a scream of pain. Quickly rebalancing themselves, Madam Angela gave a chuckle. "Now you've got the idea." "Have fun, girls.." Her Master added, as they left the room and closed the door behind them. "Ooh fuck," Natasha exclaimed as soon as they were alone. "I hope they won't leave us like this for long." Julia gave a garbled sound in agreement. She didn't know how long Natasha was used to standing on her toes, but Julia could feel her arms already starting to ache from being held up. "I guess I ought to tell you that I was actually from the Ukraine, not Russia, since it got us into this situation." Natasha added. "Uh, are you able to lift your arms higher?" She asked quickly, "My nose feels like is being pulled off." Julia could feel her arms getting heavier, but the urgency in Natasha's voice gave her the encouragement to try and lift herself off the chair as much as she could. "Ah thats much better," Natasha sighed. "Is your pussy okey?" Julia gave a muffled grunt that she hoped would sound encouraging, but probably didn't sound too convincing, she thought. "I guess you can understand why I'm a little frightened of what my Mistress will do to me when I'm all pierced up," Natasha explained. "She can be very inventive in her ways to punish her slaves. Sorry Julia, could you give me some more rope.. my feet are starting to cramp up.." Natasha pleaded. Julia expected that Natasha would cramp up sooner or later, but she hadn't expected how sore her arms would be too. The dull ache in her stretched labia seemed like they could take a little more, so Julia stood a little higher, reflaring the ache into pain. With a groan Julia collapsed back into her chair, pulling the rope back over to her side, causing Natasha to give a sharp scream as her bullring received a quick tug upwards. Just as before, Natasha struggled for some rope of her own, plunging Julia back into pain of her own. Just as it seemed like the delicate balance was about to come crashing down, injuring one of the two submissives with it, Madam Angela and Julia's Master burst back into the dungeon, scissors in hand to sever the rope between them. Letting gravity take over, Julia and Natasha collapsed, their aching muscles thanking them with a rush of endorphins. "You two lasted a lot longer than we expected you to." Her Master said with a smile. "Indeed, you've more than made up for your earlier disappointment," Angela said, quite cheerfully. "You do know how I like to reward much more than punish, don't you?" She directed to Natasha. "Yes, Madam." Natasha nodded, still catching her breath on the floor. "Well, today your reward shall be the knowledge on what we've got planned for you both over the coming weeks." Madam explained. "We feel that the best way for each of you to show the other how wonderful it is to embrace what it is that the other of you fears, is for each of you to sink into the extremes of it." "Julia, you'll be getting some more piercings." Her Master informed her. "A lot more." "And Natasha, we're going to have you eating pussy around the clock. A different fetish club every night should get us enough footage for a nice little movie for Julia, don't you think?" "Yes, Madam." Natasha said quietly. "Splendid!" Madam said cheerfully, bending down to pick up the end of rope still tied to the end of Natasha's bullring. "We shall be on our way then, Natasha." she stated, tugging the rope to get her slave off the floor and on the move. "I'll look forward to seeing you again soon, Julia." Doing her best, Julia garbled out her best farewell, and Angela turned and left the room leading Natasha along with her, and with that they were gone. "You made me quite proud today, Julia." her Master told her, after they were alone. "I think you'll find that when Angela is in control there's not much room for me to get involved, so I'm glad you could submit yourself so easily." Julia smiled, happy to know that she had performed well for her Master. "I think I might leave you tied up like this for a little longer though, Sweetheart." He said with a grin. "You're just too cute like this. Plus the more labia stretching we get done here and now the easier it'll be for the work we've got planned for you to be done." Julia, too confused to what more could be done to her, didn't make a sound, and after her Master kissed the back of her head and left her for the night, it was only her imagination that was left to fill in the blanks. To be continued.. Development of Julia and Natasha Ch. 03 Comments, votes, and feedback (positive, critical, or negative) is much appreciated! If you have the time I'd really value it! -------------------------------------- The next day, Julia awoke to find herself sleeping in her bed, untied from the chair she was fastened to the night before. Not remembering being set free from it, Julia could only assume that she had fallen asleep in the chair, and was too exhausted to wake up while her master must have unfastened her pussy rings from the seat and carried her to her mattress. Julia sat up from her bed and gave her arms a stretch. They were still sore from the bondage, and it felt wonderful for her to be able to move them freely. Remembering the punishment she endured, Julia then inspected her pussy, feeling the tenderness of it as she gave it a gentle pat. Satisfied that she had no lasting damage, Julia climbed out of bed, and peeled off the latex cat suit she had slept in. The smell of sweat, pussy juice, and plastic filled her bedroom, and Julia decided she would very much like to take a shower. Stepping into her en suite bathroom, Julia began to run the hot water, and was startled by a tap at her bedroom door. Julia's tongue, still being bound, grunted as best as she could for her master to enter. Pushing the door open, he entered carrying a tray with french toast and fruit juice, which he set down onto her desk. "Good afternoon, Sweetheart." He said warmly. Julia smiled and nodded back at him, and stepped into the shower. "I trust you rested well after last night, my dear?" "Mnn-humm." Julia replied. The hot water was already making her feel much better, and she started to soap herself up, washing away the sweat from the night before. "Well thats rest I'm glad you've had, darling." Her master began. "You remember last night when I told you that you'll be getting some more piercings today, hmm?" Julia suddenly did remember, and despite the hot water running down her back she suddenly felt a chill. "I hope you're up for it, Julia. The appointment is in a couple of hours." He said with some sternness. Weakly, Julia gave her best grunt of acknowledgment she could manage. While she liked the piercings she already had, it was still something she felt anxious about, and she couldn't imagine where else was left on her for more work to be done. "Very good then, Sweet." Her master said. "After you're done in here I'd like you to put on something tight and sexy. Make sure your pussy will be easy to get to, and nothing with a hood today." he added, as he left her room, closing her door behind him. Julia hopped out of the shower, and dried herself off. Though she still felt much better from the bathing, one uncomfortable feeling had been replaced with another - the new one being a worried knot in her gut. Setting her mind to the task at hand though, she opened her wardrobe to find something that would please her master. Most of her clothes were all PVC and latex, though she had no shortage of styles to choose from. Pushing the catsuits with hoods aside, Julia decided to settle on an electric blue latex micro-skirt, with matching thigh-high latex stockings. 'That should grant all the pussy access anyone could need', she thought to herself, as she slowly rolled the stockings up and over her legs. Once she had slid her skirt up around her waist she selected a black PVC corset, and buckled it tightly around her waist, pushing her breasts up proudly. Opening her dresser drawer, Julia pulled out a roll of black electrical tape, and added the final touches, pulling off strips of tape to cris-cross over her ring adorned nipples. Julia looked as herself in the mirror and smiled. She looked ready to take on just about anything, which gained her a little confidence in what was to come. Julia sat down at her dresser, ate her breakfast hungrily, and applied some red lipstick to finish her look off before going downstairs to where her master was waiting in the hallway. Her master let out a sharp whistle and smiled widely. "Julia, if we weren't already running a little late I'd be taking you downstairs to give you the best fucking you've ever had in your life." He stated quite happily. "As it stands though, I'm going to have to think of another reward for you on the way there though." He grinned. Julia blushed happily, knowing that she had exceeded expectations, and started to find herself feeling a little enthusiastic about the plans for the day. The pair of them climbed into her masters car, and were shortly on their way to the piercing studio. The parlor that they used was located on the 'red light' part of town, notorious for sex shops, fetish clubs, gay bars, and a colourful collection of wildlife. It was the time of day that light starts to merge into dusk, and Julia could see the normality of the day time giving way to the wilder side of things already. At least she wouldn't seem totally out of place in her outfit, she thought to herself. Her master pulled the car up outside the parlor and smiled at her. "Are you ready, dear?" "Nmmnm." She said with a nod. By this point she was starting to feel more aroused than frightened. What she was agreeing to go though with seemed so extreme and kinky, but the thought of the depravity excited her all the same. She smiled, and the pair of them climbed out of the car. The short walk from the car to the studio attracted Julia a lot of attention, and blushing Julia and her master went inside. The reception of the studio was minimalist, and was mostly made up of steel and glass. Behind the metal desk in the middle of the room sat their artist, Flutter, who smiled at them warmly. Flutter was a heavily tattooed and pierced punk rock girl with a crew cut, and despite her young appearance she was said to be one of the most talented and experienced piercers in the city. "Well hello you two!" Flutter said happily. "Hows my favorite canvas today?" she asked with a wink. "Creative, I hope." Julia's master said "She'll be deciding where the new piercings will be placed today." He explained. Julia gave a surprised gasp, and looked at him with wide open eyes. "It's her reward for the day." He added - more to Julia than anyone else. "Sounds fun," Flutter chuckled. "Out the back then, Julia." she said with a gesture. "You've got a lot to get through then, and I haven't got time to waste today." Nodding, Julia walked into the back room, and was greeted by the sight of the familiar chair that she was strapped down into on her last visit. Walking across the room to the chair, Julia noticed all of the equipment had already been set up ready to go. It wouldn't be long before she would have to start choosing places for some new holes to be punched though. After a minute or two, Flutter and her master came into the room, and started to get things underway. Her master produced the key for the locks on her tongue, while Flutter strapped down Julia's wrists and ankles to the arms and legs of the chair. Pulling her mouth open, her master set her tongue free for the first time since the night before with a few turns of a key. "Thankyou." Julia said quietly. "Aww, so sweet" Flutter chuckled. "So have you thought about where we're going to start?" she asked Julia. "Don't think too carefully, Julia." Her master injected. "You've got sixteen piercings to have placed before home time." "Sixteen?!" Julia exclaimed with shock. "Sixteen for today, anyway." Flutter said with an evil grin. Julia knew she was in trouble now. She couldn't think of enough places to mention, and this was going to be just one of more sessions here. "We're waiting, Julia." Her master warned. Thinking quickly, Julia remembered her night before with Natasha, and all of the jewelry she had on her face. "My nose?" She asked hesitantly. "Bullring? Nostril? Bridge? Gimme something to work with here, sugar." Flutter sighed. Julia thought for a moment, and decided to hell with it all. "All three, please.. both nostrils too." "Off we go then!" Flutter cheered merrily, picking up a thick needle and cork from the tray. Flutter was a fast worker, and in less than thirty seconds she had pushed the needle right though the bridge of Julia's cartilage, into the cork on the other side. Julia heard the sickly sound of the needle press though before she felt the rush of pain, making her give a scream of shock. The next thing she knew, a steel barbel had been pushed though and screwed closed, and a fresh needle was already being pushed though between her nostrils. It was euphoria she felt this time, and just like that, her new bullring was hanging from her nose. Two pin pricks later and each nostril had a hoop going through them. "Twelve more to go, sugar." Flutter said, with a hint of impatience. "Lips.." Julia gasped, "two on the top and bottom sides." Without a moment to spare, Flutter had begun to drive a thick needle though each side of Julia's lips, placing in heavy steel rings as she was done. "Two in each eyebrow.." Julia breathed, clearly overwhelmed with the pleasure and pain she was trying to contain. "Now you're getting the hang of it." Flutter grinned, as she began to push the needles though Julia's eyebrows. "Kinky bitch, you're getting turned on, aren't you?" She challenged. Julia, eyes half closed, simply nodded. "My inner cunt lips, please." She moaned. "That's not a very lady like language," Flutter teased, as she lifted up Julia's micro skirt to reveal a very wet, open pussy underneath. The sight of Flutters handy work down there from a previous session made the piercer smile. "Mmm, let's have your wrists untied - we'll need you to hold your pussy open for me." Julia's wrists were unbound, and her hands immediately dove to her pussy. Grabbing onto the rings of her outer labia, she pulled herself open wide for Flutter. "Do it! Quickly!" Julia cried out. Without hesitation, Flutter pursed both of Julia's inner labia between her fingers, and pulled it out tight. With her other hand she pushed a thick needle though the thin skin, making Julia howl in pleasure. "More.." she gasped, "I want more there..". Flutter chuckled. "These'll be your last two for the day, Cutey." Without waiting for a reply, Flutter pulled on Julia's inner labia again, and pushed another needle though, causing her to once again strain in her bondage, whimpering out cries of ecstasy. "I'm going to put in some tunnel rings into these holes, Julia." Flutter explained. "It's quite a small gauge you've had pushed through there, so the metal holes in the tunnel rings should be plenty of room for a padlock or a thin rope to be threaded through." Flutter pushed the hollow metal plugs into the holes, and snapped them securely into place. "We'll see how they go for you, and if you like we can stretch out your holes and replace all of your other rings with these too." She suggested, while she began to pack all of her equipment away. Julia's master got up from across the room and came over to Flutter to inspect Julia's new additions. "Shall we make another booking for this time next month?" He asked Flutter. "I think that should be enough time for her body to heal." Flutter replied. "I might have to give Julia here a burrow of an exotic body art book I've got though - maybe then she'll be able to think of something more interesting to have pierced next time?" She stated, clearly unimpressed with Julia's overall selections. "Things will get interesting regardless when she's got another sixteen places to have pierced." He chuckled. "Then sixteen more." Flutter was paid for her services, and Julia was released from the chair. Half aware of her surroundings from such a powerful experience, Julia's master picked her up and carried her back to the car, and just like that, they were driving home again. The sun had barely finished setting on the horizon still, and Julia faintly wondered to herself just how long it really took for such dramatic changes to have been done to her. Experimentally, she brought her hand to her face, and ran her fingers along the thick and smooth metal rings though her nose and lips, tugging them gently. A shiver ran down her back as she enjoyed the naughtiness of it, and her other hand began to slide it's way to explore the dull aching in her pussy. "There will be plenty of time for that soon." Her master said, startling her. "You certainly deserve a reward, and you'll be pleased to find that there's one lined up for you back at home." Julia blushed and smiled, but said nothing. It wasn't long before they were home again, and Julia was shakily back on her feet again as she and her master climbed out of the car and went inside. "Into the television room, Julia." He instructed her. "You'll find your reward in there." Smiling, she curiously tiptoed into the room, and found the large recliner they owned had been moved in front of the big screen television. On the table next to the chair was a hand mirror, and an empty champagne glass - the drink, she assumed was on it's way. Julia climbed into the rubber upholstered chair, and made herself comfortable. Picking up the hand mirror she inspected what had been done to her more closely, and marveled as how devilish she looked. Behind her there was a soft 'pop', and her glass was filled. "I want you to enjoy yourself tonight, Julia." Her master instructed. "We've organised a special television screening just for you." He picked up the remote, and turned it on. Julia gasped at the screen with wide eyes. It was a close-up of Natasha's face, and she must have been in a dark room since what ever she was being filmed on was using night vision. "This is a live feed now, Julia." Her master explained. "Natasha's had the top half of her body lying in a thick PVC pipe for about six hours now." "I hope she's not claustrophobic." Julia joked, quietly. "That'll would the least of her worries soon." He chuckled. "She's about to begin a session with Angela." "Does she know we're watching?" Julia asked, feeling slightly worried for Natasha. "It's a personal show just for you, sweetheart." He stated. "And she knows. She's been instructed already to tell the camera exactly what's happening to her." Julia's master placed a vibrator and a string of anal beads onto the table beside the glass of champagne, and walked away. "Enjoy!" He said with a laugh as he closed the door behind him. Julia turned to the big screen and watched the green and white image of Natasha's face. She did look like she had been in there for some time, as her eyes were shut, and her breathing was steady. Suddenly her eyes shot open, and Natasha bit her lip anxiously. "Uh.. my feet.." Natasha started, perhaps unsure if anyone was watching or not. "my feet.. they are being pulled outwards.. and.. cuffed apart." She stated, slowly. Julia could feel her own heart beating faster, and watched the screen in fascination. "I'm.. I'm bent over in a.. pipe.." Natasha explained to the camera. ".. and I'm -" Natasha stopped mid sentence, and gasped, her eyes half closed in what could have either been pain or pleasure, and held it for fifteen seconds. "Ooh.. Madame has.." Natasha broke off her sentence once again, and let out an uncomfortable groan, followed by another shortly after. "They're... anal beads.." Natasha managed to pant out. "It's the long chain.. I know because these are.." Another yelp escaped from her, followed by some panting. "..because these are the soft silicone ones.. ooh fuck.." Julia, eyes glued to the screen reached over to the table and felt around for the beads that her master had left her to play with. Watching every detail of Natasha's facial expressions she took hold of the sex toy, and knew it she would be using it on herself before the night was through. To be continued..