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Two Girls One Soul

By: Sargon84



Awakening 

Jenny Stone knew she was asleep, but she was not awake enough feel her consciousness outside herself. Was this ascension experience proof that the Lord exists? Jenny felt like it was. Then she drifted deeper into her sleep. Jenny had blonde hair and she was a beautiful girl. She also got straight A's except in science where she almost failed. A result of her Christian upbringing, she was taught by her church to ignore the teachings of biology and to some degree geology. Jenny was not sure who to believe. She turned and tossed in her sleep. It was a Saturday night and her family had people over to visit. She would still have to go to church the next day, but she felt like it was an adventure staying up later than usual. 

She remembered some of the bible stories she was brought up with. One where men would give their wives to sodomites to be raped in order to save men from being raped. She found herself in a cloth robe and looking at the Pyramids. She was dreaming. But the dream felt real. Her husband, a man Jenny had no memory of, all of a sudden, she knew was her husband. She looked around at the Pyramids. Egyptians walking by her. Looking at the blonde girl. To make even more certain this was a dream, Jenny saw the Great Wall of China and some other monuments all there. Antiquity. She knew that Greco-Roman ruins and Chinese fortresses all belonged in Egypt. Her husband, apparently named Gabriel ordered her back into the house. 

Gabriel: "Set my dinner Jenny, so that we may thanketh the Lord and eateth our plates." 

Jenny: "But I made the meal." 

Gabriel: "SHAME BE THY NAME! O' thou could you?" 

Jenny: "I am sorry." 

In the dream, Jenny knew she had every reason to feel bad. Then a knock at her door came. It was the middle of the day seconds ago. But now it was of darkest night. The thriving metropolis of daytime now seemed to be a small oasis town. It made no sense to anyone except Jenny and everyone else in her dream. The knock grew louder. 

Gabriel: "My wife, answer the door, so as God proclaimed you to serve me!" 

Jenny opened the door. A bunch of men wielding torches, carrying rope and weapons all spoke at once. 

Mob: "Oh lady of the house! Giveth us your husband so that we may know him!" 

Jenny: "Wait, isn't that a sin?" 

Gabriel bravely confronted the mob, refusing. 

Gabriel: "So the Lord commandeth you not to rapeth me! But I shall do what the lord desires. Take my wife! So that you may know her." 

The mob grabbed Jenny. Somehow in the dream Jenny did not feel what any 18 year old virgin girl would be about to be gang-raped. She did not feel the sweat, nor the pinching, nor the heat of the torches, nor the rope being tied around her hands. But as she wrapped her covers on her, she felt her body become more restrained. The men cheered, Gabriel felt the blessing from the lord, literally a gleaming glow of light. Jenny was then gang raped by several Philistines, like many of the women in the Old Testament. She in the dream felt like she was doing a duty to her husband. But there was one last twist in her crazy dream. A woman in the mob then walked over to her. As Jenny lay on the ground naked, bound and exhausted, the woman knelt down and put her vagina in Jenny's mouth, all of a sudden Jenny felt violated and she awoke with a startle. 

Jenny woke up in a cold sweat and barely remembering that she had enjoyed the rape in the dream, she felt like she had just fallen into a icy cold pond in the winter. I was touched by a dyke?!? She thought. She said a silent prayer for forgiveness and went back to sleep. 

The next day Jenny sat at the breakfast table, feeling the awkward silence. Her father puffed on his pipe and her mother of course did all the breakfast preparation in her church clothes and an apron. Jenny then wondered if she dared do it. Dared bring up sex... 

Jenny: "Um Dad, last night I had a weird dream, like a biblical one." 

Jenny's Dad: "Well of course, the Lord wants you to enjoy church today." 

Jenny: "Well no, it was more of a sex dream..." 

Jenny's Dad: "You keep that satanic garble to yourself young lady!" 

Jenny: "But Daddy I..." 

Jenny's Dad: "NO MORE!" 

Jenny stopped talking. But she reflected on her dream. She wondered if that was what sex would be like. Her parents wouldn't let her attend health class and the church told her that abstinence was the only method to avoid birth control and unwanted pregnancy. She also was told that happy Christian Marriages between a man and a woman were the only happy relationships. 

On the way to Church, Jenny read a bit of her bible. She noted that Jesus a man who went around helping people. Perhaps her pastor would help her understand her dream. They passed the hospital, her father and mother began talking about the pro-choice and pro-life protestors outside. 

Jenny's Dad: "Look at those commies, demanding our tax dollars to kill the unborn! If they are out of munchies they should stop smoking marijuana!" 

Jenny's Mom: "The hospital will be privatized again someday, have faith dear." 

Jenny: "What about Jesus? Didn't he go around healing the sick?" 

Jenny's Dad: "Right. He believed in charity to help those God had not forgotten. But many of those people who leech our tax dollars are drunken lazy welfare families who think they are too good for a minimum wage job. They only have to turn to God instead of whining to the government." 

Jenny thought about her father, he never did chores around the house and he drank heavily on a daily basis. But she remembered to honour him and began reading the bible again. 

They pulled up to the large super-cathedral, "God's Last Church" and began searching for a parking spot. Jenny's dad paid the toll booth man and then tossed his keys at the valet without tipping him. Jenny's mother gave the valet a look of snubbing. Jenny just smiled at him, not wanting to be rude, the valet smiled back. 

Jenny's Dad: "Thank god we beat the Henderson's here. They always try to take the best parking spots. They have some nerve after letting their leaves blow into my yard." 

Jenny: "Daddy our yard has lots of trees, theirs doesn't." 

Jenny's Dad: "MY leaves don't blow off. They let all sorts of trees blow into their yard and into ours. Of all the neighbours I have ever had, I hate them the most..." 

Jenny's Mom: "Now dear, the Lord knows they just come here to spite him. They will go to hell..." 

Jenny's Dad: "They had better..." 

The sermon was intense, one of the pastors slipped on the stage and then told a story about how the Jews crucified Jesus, before he went on to pray for the Israeli's fighting Arabs in the Holy Land. Jenny's Dad spent time making racist jokes to the other men afterwards at the reception and Jenny's Mom gossiped with their wives. Jenny just walked around and found the pastor. Father McKay. 

Jenny: "Hi Father McKay. I have a question." 

McKay: "Of course Jenny, what is it?" 

Jenny: "Um can I come into your office and talk to you privately?" 

McKay: "Of course." 

On the way to the office McKay told one of the female clergy to stack up the sandwiches better. Then they arrived. Jenny liked McKay's office. He had all sorts of art, some of which might be idols, but he insists he was a collector. 

Jenny: "Um I had a biblical dream last night. But like the flavour was the Old Testament where God wants the husbands to let men rape their wives and daughters instead of practicing sodomy." 

McKay: "I see. Well God is not like that anymore. Jesus died for our sins, so women no longer have to be raped by fags trying to spread their gayness to families." 

Jenny: "Well it gets weirder. A woman touched me in my dream. Also the part I remember most was being tied up." 

McKay: "Well people in ancient times were violent. Of course a good Christian girl would have to be tied up to be raped." 

Jenny: "I might not have been a Christian in my dream. This was before Jesus' time." 

McKay did not like being corrected. 

McKay: "Well many pagan women asked for it, they did not have the moral fibre that God's flock did. Now I have work to do." 

McKay touched Jenny's bum on the way out. Jenny was not sure if it was a playful touch like when she was a kid, or if he was touching her differently now. 

Monday morning was different than usual. Her mother did all the work, as usual, and her father complained about liberals as he read the paper while her mom just humoured him. But Jenny was still thinking heavily about her dream. She noticed that the figurine of Jesus tied to the cross turned her on a little. She also felt her hands on her breasts groping herself a bit. Masturbation was frowned upon, but Jenny did not care at this point. It felt so right. 

On her car ride to school Jenny said nothing, she felt grateful that her father did not seem to notice her short skirt and tank top, perhaps because he was used to seeing Jenny as a cheer leader. Jenny's Dad dropped her off and Jenny waved good bye before walking up to her best friend Tamara. 

Jenny: "Tammy!" 

Tamara: "Jenny!" 

The two of them hugged, typical schoolgirl fashion, platonic but then Jenny felt something else. She was unsure of what to think. Then the bell rang and they walked into class. 

All day, Jenny could think of nothing besides sex. It was as if her white picket fence fantasies had all disappeared with her desire to fornicate. In class they discussed piracy. Jenny imagined what it would be like being a noble woman captured by scruffy buccaneers. 

She stood on the edge of the captains private balcony of the captains' mess, naked, bound, the sea salt air was soothing, the wind in her hair made her feel relaxed. The wicked pirate captain was busy reading charts while Jenny struggled to escape from her captivity. Wiggling in her ropes, her hands felt tighter and tighter. The captain drank rum and plotted. He was the quintessential pirate captain. Eye patch, wooden leg, hook and a parrot. Gun and a cutlass, the captain then looked up and sneered at his struggling captive. 

Pirate Captain: "The wind gets cold at night little missy. You will be grateful to have 67 cocks in your body. You will need them for warmth then hahaha." 

Jenny squirmed and screamed but the gag, a filthy rag prevented her from making too much noise. Jenny had not imagined the intricate details of pirate ships until now. But she had slivers, her feet hurt from standing up for so long and the sunburns were at best uncomfortable. The Pirate began groping her and snickering. She shook, trying to get away from him. It was no use, she was held to the post, tears rolled down her eyes. The captains first mate, a giant African former slave ripped off her tattered panties and the captain smirked and continued groping her while his first mate began stroking his penis. Up from his balls to the tip, underneath his penis he stroked. He thrust it into Jenny, it was like making love to a banister. Jenny screamed and begged for them not to touch her. The Captain untied her from the post, but she was still tied up. Other pirates entered the mess and one got behind Jenny and began penetrating her from behind. Jenny pleaded and moaned but then a third pirate stuck his penis in her mouth. 

Tamara: "Jenny! Its time for lunch." 

Jenny had not noticed the entire morning skipped by with her sexual thoughts. She was lucky the teacher did not notice. She knew that she could never tell her parents or clerics about her new thoughts. The councillor would either tell on her or at best not be able to relate to her parents. Jenny decided she would tell Tamara. 

Jenny: "I need to tell you about a dream I had last night." 

They huddled off to the side where nobody was listening or watching. 

Jenny: "I had a dream like I was being raped in the old testament, but the dream was more than that. It was like a porno or something. I think I am developing a fascination for being tied up or something." 

Tamara: "Wow, have you told anyone else?" 

Jenny: "No, you are the only other person that knows, the pastor wouldn't listen and my parents hardly listen to anything I say." 

Tamara: "Well I heard about some really freaky events, apparently this year they have police watching the event to protect it from religious protestors. Remember last year?" 

Jenny: "Well of course I do. But what will this event have to do with me?" 

Tamara: "Maybe it will answer some questions for you? We can go together on Friday, I swear I won't tell anyone. We shall not even get primped up, we will go as students." 

Jenny: (Smiling) "Okay Tams lets do it." 

Wandering off the beaten path... 

Stacey Bishop was a firecracker. She was popular, got straight A's in school, poses as a freelance model, had invitations to all the best parties and her family was well off. It didn't matter, she was well off in her own right. She worked as a stripper before and now as a model exclusively. One of the few models to be all natural and perfect, Stacey's green eyed and tanned curvy body were perfect for the job. She had it all, except she was alone. Not literally alone. But never could Stacey be herself. She was not even sure if she had a personality beyond the mask she wore. 

Tonight Stacey had bigger problems. The mask would not suffice. She sat on her bed with a few tears rolling down her face. She had decided it would be nice of her to unpack her boyfriends' suitcase for him. To her dismay she found another girls' panties inside. Then the door slammed. 

Trevor: "Stace? Hey sweets, lets get it on baby!" 

Stacey: "What. Are. These?" 

Trevor: "Panties. What do they look like?" 

Stacey: "They don't look like MY panties!" 

Trevor: "That's because they aren't." 

Stacey: "What in the fuck?!? You go away for three days just to sleep with some tramp?!? What sort of man are you?!? Who is she!" 

Trevor: "Someone who puts out when I ask." 

Stacey: "Oh okay, so twice a day is not good enough for you is that it?!?" 

Trevor: "Its not like that." 

Stacey: "Oh really?!? Then tell me! What is it like?!? HUH?!?" 

Trevor: "I don't like to be tied down to one woman. Lots of guys cheat. Get over it, its not like I didn't use a condom." 

Stacey: "Oh well that just makes it SO much better! Tell me, did you also make sure she wasn't a body snatcher too?!?" 

Trevor: "Calm down you fucking bitch. Jesus fucking Christ. Your acting like a..." 

Stacey: "Like what?!" 

Trevor: "A CUNT! THERE I SAID IT! YOUR A CUNT!" 

Stacey slapped Trevor right across the face and then held her hand to her mouth. 

Stacey: "Get out." 

Trevor: "You wanna keep that hand?" 

Stacey: "Get out!" 

Trevor: "Hold on, slow down." 

Stacey: "Just go. And this time don't bother coming back..." 

Trevor stormed out with his suitcase and in about five minutes Stacey threw his stuff out into a box on the porch. Then she called Brooke, who came over to comfort her. She only lived a block away, so it took minutes. 

Brooke: "Stacey? Are you okay sweetie?" 

Stacey: "Why does this always happen?" 

Brooke: "Stacey..." 

Stacey: "Every fucking time! Why do men do these things to me?" 

Brooke: "Trevor was trailer trash with nicer clothes." 

Stacey: "I thought he was more than that. REAL men do not do things like this!" 

Brooke: "Aww Stace. I have an idea. I found this place that sells cheap drinks and even has a karaoke machine. We should go." 

Stacey: "Not tonight Brooke." 

Brooke: "Its right by the park, we can go this weekend if you like? I have no plans this weekend. Some guy I was supposed to hang out with left town. Oh well." 

Stacey: "Okay." 

Stacey and Brooke hugged. Stacey would have a bit of trouble sleeping that night. But she knew she would eventually be okay. 

Violeted

Violet was an eccentric plus sized model who has made a name for herself by choice and by chance. VIP's in many large cities knew her name and she was even mentioned on national levels. A mulatto who never shied away from a party, Violet discovered she was kinky when she was 13. She knew Stacey and Brooke vaguely because of magazines, but she generally only said extremely friendly greetings to most people and rallying of speeches. Nobody knew her real name. She was known to all and known by none. An undeniable dominatrix, she even had a throne put on top of a platform and had some of the men carry her around. She held a whip and cracked it though she didn't actually whip anyone except her slave, who she named Jube Jube. 

The banner of the fetish event said "Violeted" as in violated to obvious reference of Violet who on the banner seemed to be riding Jube Jube like a horse. The slogan below read "working the kinks out of life." Jenny thought it was clever. Tamara even pointed out the obviousness of why it was funny. Stacey who with Brooke had been allowed to cut in line looked up at the banner and snickered. 

Stacey: "Only when written are puns funny." 

Brooke: "I know right. My grandpa thinks he is hilarious when he makes puns. He's so not." 

Stacey: "I like your grandpa. He is normal compared to mine." 

Brooke: "Well your family is just weird baby." 

Stacey: "Yeah, but at least this place will not weird me out." 

It took time but Jenny and Tamara got inside. They looked around and they were unsure what to think. Violet had Jube Jube chained up and perched on the platform, and she was being given oral while she waved hello to everyone. There were several stands where people were being whipped and many people wearing superhero costumes. Jenny and Tamara were not sure what to think. They came to ask questions, not find more of them! 

Jenny: "Wow, people act differently when they are allowed." 

Tamara: "Um, should we find someone to talk to about this stuff?" 

Jenny: "We aren't even dressed. I think its obvious we are amateurs." 

Tamara: "IF that Jenny. Lets go get drinks." 

They walked up to the bar. Many people waiting in line were unable to move away. Others were being carried. Most of them were talking and ordering, the sound was no different than a regular club, if not for the conversations about sex. But the rest of the conversations were the same as elsewhere. Politics, popular culture, jokes, food, same things. Jenny found it fascinating that people she was raised to believe were freaks were just freaky sexually but otherwise no different than her. 

Jenny and Tamara got up to the counter. 

Tamara: "Um can I have a Shirley Temple?" 

Jenny: "Me too?" 

The bar tender looked at them kind of funny and smirked, but sure enough he gave them their drinks. 

Jenny: "How much?" 

Bar Tender: "Your the designated driver, so free. Have a good night." 

Jenny: "But I am not, we are not..." 

Tamara pulled Jenny away from the bar. 

Tamara: "Dude my pay check is not until next week. If anyone asks we ARE designated drivers." 

Jenny: "Ugh, fine." 

Jenny and Tamara went to find an empty table. 

Tamara: "We cannot leave our drinks unsupervised. Not even here where rape is obviously consensual." 

Jenny: "Isn't rape by definition non-consensual?" 

Tamara: "Well yeah, but you know what I mean." 

Jenny: "Um so who are we going to ask about this stuff?" 

Tamara: "I don't know, I thought they might have a kiosk or something." 

Jenny: "Your serious?" 

Tamara: "Well I have no idea. Frankly being tied up seems scary." 

Jenny: "Not to me." 

Tamara: "Well you're the only reason I am here. But let us figure out what the fuck we need to know." 

Stacey had been eying the event. She noticed that Jenny and Tamara were obviously not into the scene. Not dressed in costumes or restraints or fancy clothes, or even makeup, they were two sheep in a lions' den. She guess that they must be young. The blonde must be eighteen Stacey thought to herself. Brooke was hitting it off with guys and venturing back and forth towards Stacey. 


Two Girls One Soul



Stacey: "Brooke you did not tell me they were having this event today. But I am glad you brought me." 

Brooke: "Ha why, did you find a replacement?" 

Stacey: "Ha maybe." 

Tamara got up to go to the bathroom. Jenny sat at her table, not sure what to think. The atmosphere was loud and in hindsight she was not sure who to ask or even how what to ask. Within an hour she had seen people force their slaves to walk over hot coals, watch skin being whipped to red marks and people wearing weights on their genitals. Jenny also wondered if Tamara was taking too long in the bathroom, so she stood up with both drinks and walked to go find her. 

Jenny got bumped by a dancer who did not even notice her and she spilled both drinks on a young girl walking toward her at the same moment. As if on queue the music stopped. It was perfect timing. The song had ended and people noticed the spill in droves enough to distract the musicians. 

Jenny: "Oh my god I am sorry! Here let me help you clean it up." 

The woman she spilt her drink on looked a bit like Violet. But this girl was not cheerful or eccentric. Just angry. 

Angry girl: "Why don't you watch where the fuck your going?!?" 

Jenny: "I said I am sorry!" 

Angry girl: "No bitch your gonna be sorry when I break your face!" 

Brooke: (To Stacey) "A cat fight might cheer you up eh? Ha ha" 

Stacey: "I have to do something." 

Brooke: "Stay out of it Stacey." 

The angry girl threw a punch at Jenny's face, knocking her down. Jenny looked up with a bloody nose. The girl was about to kick her when Stacey blocked it and pushed her back. 

Stacey: "She said she was sorry!" 

Tamara: (Running to Jenny) "Oh my god Jenny are you okay?" 

A Security Guard broke into the scene. 

Security Guard: "Alright you three out!" 

Jenny: "But sir I was..." 

Violet then was on her feet and standing there. 

Violet: "I will handle this Rick." 

Angry Girl: "That blonde bitch was..." 

Violet: "She was trying to apologize! Don't think I don't what's going on! You might be my sister but your gone! Go on home!" 

Angry girl: "I do not have to!" 

Violet: "You are not ruining this event, this is MY house mmm hmm!" 

Rick dragged off the angry girl who was fiercely fighting him off, but to no avail. 

Violet: "You two come with me." 

Jenny: "What about my friend?" 

Tamara: "I will wait for you, just go." 

Tamara winked at Jenny, Jenny figured it out. This might be her chance. 

In the private corridor Violet pulled out some special passes. 

Violet: "Okay blondie, this is yours to apologize and accept your apology. And you, that was pretty awesome block, and I... oh my god I know you!" 

Stacey: "Yes." 

Violet: "Stacey Bishop! Mmm mmm mmm! You are even cuter in person. I had no idea you were into the fetish scene!" 

Jenny did not know who either one of these women were. But she looked at her pass. It was indeed a VIP pass. 

Stacey: "I wondered if you knew me." 

Violet: "That is an awesome name, is it your stage name?" 

Stacey: "No its really my name." 

Violet: "That is bitching girl! Jube Jube!" 

Jube Jube came running in. Violet lashed him with a whip and he made a dramatically comical squeal. 

Jube Jube: "Yes Ma'am?" 

Violet: "Why didn't you tell me this local model was into the scene?" 

Jube Jube: "I didn't know I swear to god!" 

Violet: "Swear to your mistress bucko!" 

Stacey: "Um, there was no way he could know that. I never told anyone who talked to the press about it." 

Violet: "Well Jube Jube, I guess you got lucky." 

Stacey: "How about you? What is your story sweetie?" 

Jenny: "I am new. I do not have a story, I only figured out I was bisexual and 'kinky' as you say it, since last Saturday night. I had a dream I was raped in a biblical story." 

Stacey: "That sounds hot." 

Violet: "Yeah, though I would show those biblical boys some divine wrath mmm hmm." 

Jenny: "I came here to find answers, but now I just have more questions than ever." 

Stacey: "Well you can ask me anything you like." 

Violet: "I would stay honey, but I have a party to host. Jube Jube!" 

Violet gave Jube Jube another whip and he made the same noise. 

Violet: "You two, have to get out of this room too, but continue your convo, god bless!" 

Violet got back up onto her mobile throne and Stacey and Jenny began to chat. Stacey handed Jenny a card of her modeling services. 

Stacey: "My name is the same on facebook, you can add me if you like. What is your name?" 

Jenny: "Jenny. Jenny Stone." 

Violet: "Why don't you two kiss?" 

Reluctantly, Jenny looked toward Stacey who just kissed her and then Tamara and Jenny looked at one another. They got the hint, they did not belong there just yet. 

Before they left, Jenny walked to Stacey. 

Jenny: "Thank you Stacey." 

Stacey: "Be seeing you baby..." 

So much to learn...

Jenny was sitting at home the next weekend. It was Friday night and her friend Tamara had to go on a family trip to her grandmother's house. Her other friends also seemed to be busy with other plans. Jenny was alone. More so than usual. She decided to check her email. She had a message. It was a friend request from Stacey. 

Oh my goodness, Stacey! Jenny thought to herself. She clicked on it and accepted. 10 seconds later she received another message. 

Stacey Bishop sent you a message: "Hiya sweetie, remember me? I was wondering if you wanted to see each other again? Go for a coffee or a drink, get to know each other a bit better? Ttyl Mwah!" 

Jenny wrote back. 

What time were you thinking? 

Stacey Bishop sent you a message: "Tomorrow at 3? I work until then. I will meet you at the Cafe Noir." 

Jenny wrote back. 

Okay  

The next day was a bright shiny day. Jenny's mom had barely noticed she had left and continued making meals for her Father's business clients. Jenny wore black short shorts and a tight white shirt and sunglasses. She walked into the coffee bar and sat down awkwardly. An 18 year old virgin waiting for the most beautiful woman she had ever seen. She should be in her glory. But she was nervous. And she had more questions than ever. 

Stacey came into the coffee car talking on her cell phone to someone and bugging them in a half-obnoxious tone. 

Stacey: "No Ricky, I will do the shoots I want and you will tell them I want more money for doing them. ... Because your not my agent, you my bitch! ... Oh you would love it, if you weren't gay ha ha ha. ... Listen sweetie you tell them and see it done or I will have you castrated. Okay Love you. Bye." 

Jenny looked up at her date. Stacey was stunning once again. Stacey wore a leopard print mini-dress and she kept her $300 sunglasses on her head. Her hair all primped up in an up-do and her blue eye shadow and blood red lipstick made her turn the heads of most of the patrons in the cafe. 

Stacey: "Hiya sweetie! That was my agent, I like to bug him. Its the only way to get the ball rolling." 

Jenny: "Hi Stacey, I am glad to see you again." 

Jenny felt on the spot having people stare at them all. Stacey knew that. 

Stacey: (Whispering) "They will stop when you ignore them." 

Jenny tried it out, she then decided to ask Stacey some more questions. 

Jenny: "So um Stacey. What can you tell me about your own experience in the lifestyle." 

Stacey: "Anxious to learn aren't we? How are you doing first off?" 

Jenny: "Sorry, I am just nervous and curious." 

Stacey: "Aww, well don't be nervous. At least not more than you should be." Stacey winked. Jenny felt so small to her, even though they were the same size. 

Jenny: "Well okay. Manners first. So how was your day?" 

Stacey: "Oh you are not going to believe this, some guy lost all the negatives of our pictures so we have to do the shoot all over again. What is worse is we are under contract so the redo's are going to pay like minimum wage. So there goes my weekend." 

Jenny: "Aw that sucks. Is that guy fired?" 

Stacey: "I wish, but his daddy owns the company." 

Jenny: "So you have to do everything all over again and miss out on the weekend for lousy pay?" 

Stacey: "Pretty much. So what do you do? You could totally be a model." 

Jenny: "I am still in high school actually. Also my father says he doesn't want me to get a job at this age." 

Stacey: "He wants you in college after eh?" 

Jenny: "Well primarily he wants me to find a husband after." 

Stacey: "Your serious?" 

Jenny: "Um yeah, our family is very religious. I only recently began questioning everything to myself as I felt this feeling. I know I never made a pact with the devil. And I know I do not want to turn people to be like me." 

Stacey: "Your not trying to convert?" 

Jenny: "Well no. Not really." 

Stacey: "Oh well I am." 

Jenny: "To being a bisexual?!?" 

Stacey: "What? No I meant kinky." 

Jenny: "Oh. Well my church says that homosexuals, bisexuals and other such people have an agenda to destroy families. To create chaos and allow Muslims to invade our continent. That they seek to do so through legalizing pot, abortion, socialized medicine and unions. They even say they seek to convert us through making the gay lifestyle acceptable." 

Stacey: "The bible is poison when read wrong I am afraid. The phrase that says 'thou shall not suffer a witch to live' was a mistranslation from the Greeks who wrote 'thou shall not suffer a poisoner to live' basically a typo and mistranslation became a giant excuse to burn women alive." 

Jenny: "The bible has that mistranslation? I read that very passage myself. I had no idea." 

Stacey: "Have you read the old testament?" 

Jenny: "Um no we skipped over some of it, so we just listen." 

Stacey: "Well it has several pages on how to sacrifice bulls at the altar of god in order to please Him. Apparently he likes the aroma. It says that anyone having sex with animals will be executed, whereas I would say therapy would be a better idea. And here is the real kicker, the beast is also put to death. And women who cheat on their husbands are to be stoned to death." 

Jenny: "I remember Jesus in a sermon stopped them from stoning a woman. Apparently the pastor says some of the old laws were forgiven. But he never said which." 

Stacey: "Yeah. You should ask your pastor if Muslims can replace Christians the way they replaced Jews." 

Jenny: (Snickering) "Oh no I better not." 

Stacey: "I'm kidding." 

Jenny: "I know. So how do you know all this stuff?" 

Stacey: "I am a model, but I read books. I even went to school for a while. I really figured out I was kinky in my sorority." 

Jenny: "Mmm go on?" 

Stacey: "Oh we did all sorts of crazy things. I was not even the kinkiest person there. But many people don't even know that our sorority was once a celibacy group of chaste female students. The changes in membership changed what goes on inside." 

Jenny: "What did you study in university?" 

Stacey: "Philosophy, sociology, religious studies, history, basically I can say 'Yes I have a liberal arts degree, would you like fries with that?'" 

Jenny began to laugh, and she put her hand over her mouth as a force of habit. 

Stacey: "Wow your still a little girl in there aren't you? I love it!" 

Jenny: "Well I am in some ways." 

Stacey: "Your at the age where the borders blur from drinking and making love." 

Jenny: "Well actually I have never been drunk and I am still a virgin. My parents want me to save it for marriage." 

Stacey: "I know people who did that. Within two weeks they found out the hard way that you should live with someone for a year before you marry them." 

Jenny: "So you think its a bad idea then?" 

Stacey: "Some call it living in sin. But then, many people would never get married if they didn't get to hide their true colours. The best way is to live with someone. You often see things you don't like, but a relationship is being able to look past that. To be with the person whose clashes are worth the trouble. Everyone clashes sooner or later. Even if it takes one thousand years." 

Jenny: "You ever lived with someone you loved Stacey?" 

Stacey: "I lived with him. But I figured out I didn't really love him..." 

Jenny: "Why?" 

Stacey: "He cheated on me. And we shall leave it at that." 

Jenny: "Um sure okay. Sorry. I am so new." 

Stacey: "No no, its fine." 

Jenny: "You seem so wise and down to earth but on the phone you seemed so um..." 

Stacey: "Packaged?" 

Jenny: "I was going to say surreal but yeah." 

Stacey: "I am. Being a certain way pays for these clothes, my car, my apartment, my vacations and my lifestyle." 

Jenny: "Are you ever yourself?" 

Stacey: "Well when I can be. Right now I feel like I don't have to wear a mask." 

Jenny: "So I am not worth impressing?" (Stirring her drink, flirtatiously.) 

Stacey: "Well no. Your one of the few I am trying to impress. The public will not see this face. Even you will see my mask when I am not in private, but yeah, we all wear masks, mine is just higher maintenance." 

Jenny: "Well. Can I ask the bondage questions now?" 

Stacey: "The questioned are not answered in a coffee bar Jen. But I will show you everything I know. But not today. Would you like to see me next weekend?" 

Jenny: "Sure. What would you like to do then?" 

Stacey: "You." 

They began to smile at each other and even giggle a little bit. Jenny was so eager, the next week would be slower than bible camp... 

Going on a date...

Jenny was now the student she was trying to be. As Stacey asked, she dressed in the same outfit she wore the day they went for coffee. She had to tell her parents she was going for a bible study session and sleep over with some friends. They believed her. It was night. Jenny had her purse ready and took some books in her back pack to avoid suspicion. She also had her tooth brush and accessories. She waited eagerly. The full moon glistened on the road, Jenny paced up and down the hallway. 

Jenny's Mom: "Jenny! It is not ladylike to pace." 

Jenny: "Sorry Mom, I am just really eager to go." 

Jenny's Mom: "Well sit down. Remember, God is watching." 

Jenny did as she was told and sat. Stacey pulled up in her car. 

Jenny's Dad: "A young woman driving by the look of it. Make sure you buckle up pumpkin." 

Jenny: "Yes daddy." 

Jenny then felt a cold sweat, she worried that Stacey might be dressed sexy. Stacey walked up the walk way in a parka. Her hair was long but in a head band and she carried a bible but she also wore makeup. 

Jenny's Dad: "Hi you must be Stacey." 

Stacey: (Using a British accent.) "Good evening Mister Stone. I trust your daughter is ready for the trip?" 

Jenny's Dad: "Yes, are you a teacher? I have never seen you at the teachers' conference." 

Stacey: "No Mister Stone I am merely a volunteer with the youth pastor of Tamara and her little friends." 

Jenny's Mom: "Why are you wearing so much make up?" 

Stacey: "My fiancé asked me to. Now that we are soon to be married, I can give into some temptation before we finally share the same room." 

Jenny's Dad: "Ha you wore makeup when I met you dear." 

Jenny's Mom: "Well times are less safe. A lady cannot ask for too much trouble nowadays." 

Stacey: "Well my hubby protects me. He is a good Christian man. Jenny, are you ready?" 

Jenny: "Yes. Miss Bishop." 

Stacey: "Wonderful. Lets go. God bless Mister and Missus Stone." 

When they got to the car and closed the doors, Stacey threw off her parka in the back seat. 

Jenny: "Quite an act you have going there." 

Stacey: "Yeah I am good at what I do." 

Jenny: "So Miss Bishop, what are we going to do?" 

Stacey: "Well first off, I am going to teach you everything I know like I promised. Buckle up first." 

They buckled up and Stacey began to drive. 

Stacey: "Given your dream you told me about, you seem to be a Sub yes?" 

Jenny: "A sub?" 

Stacey: "Submissive. You like being chained up or bound with rope right?" 

Jenny: "Mmm yes, I was tempted to get some of my Daddy's hardware in the shed, but I was afraid he would catch me." 

Stacey: "Don't worry I have lots of rope and chains. And a cage." 

Jenny: "Your going to use them on me?" 

Stacey: "Of course. But because your a virgin I will go easy on you. But only for today." 

Jenny: "Do you like to be tied up Stacey?" 

Stacey: "Mmmm yes, but only by people I truly respect and trust. It will be a while before I let you tie me up. In fact you will be tying up other women and men before I let you tie me up. You will need to learn how it feels before you teach someone else how it feels." 

Jenny: "So where are we going first?" 

Stacey: "We are going to my house for dinner. I made a nice meal for you. You will eat it with me, before we do anything fun." 

Jenny: "This is fun." 

Stacey: "Aww your still so innocent. But I shall break that out of you tonight." 

They got to the apartment suite. The doorman waited for Stacey and an elevator man pushed the button. Stacey nodded to them and Jenny waved hello and said hello. 

They arrived at the top floor and then entered the one door opposite the elevator. 

Jenny: "You live in the penthouse?!?" 

Stacey: "You bet I do. Come on in sweetie, make yourself at home." 

Jenny loved Stacey's place. The living room sank in from the front hall and the kitchen on a level above with the dining room. Jenny looked further and saw the bright city lights of all the skyscrapers and the beautiful stars. The house was beautiful. The pillars were marble and the furniture looked almost futuristic. 

Stacey: "Your profile said you liked seafood and Caesar salad, so I made shrimp sandwiches and Caesar salad. Also made daiquiris." 

Jenny: "Oh my goodness your the best date I have ever had!" 

Stacey: "I am the only date you have ever had." 

Jenny: "Well yeah." 

Stacey: "Its a good thing this meal does not require washing dishes in the sink, because as my student I would make you do chores for me." 

Jenny: "Aren't I a guest?" 

Stacey: "As a person yes. But as my lover, your my prisoner for the weekend. I wore the same outfit the day I met you so we could relive our first date the way we should have." 

Jenny: "Where should I put my stuff?" 

Stacey: "In the front hall closet, you won't need any of it except your tooth brush." 

Jenny: "Okay." 

Jenny put her stuff away and came to the table. Stacey put on some soft Asian trance music and turned off the lights, lighting candles and pushed out a chair for Jenny. 

Jenny sat down. Stacey's green eyes glowed in the dark. 

Stacey: "Eat sweetie, then I will show you everything you need to know." 

For the next half an hour, Jenny juggled between eating her food fast and enjoying it. Savouring the food and the romance, Stacey and her played footsies. It was finally time. 

Stacey: "When I first met you I wanted to fuck you. Now tonight I will." 

Stacey pulled some cloth off a tray, underneath was whipped cream, chocolate sauce, rope, handcuffs, a ballgag, a cock-gag and a harness with two dildos on the bottom and it went all the way up around the torso and even had a collar. 

Stacey took the rope and tied Jenny's hands behind her back, then tied the rope around her waist. Stacey took some more rope and tied Jenny's ankles together. Then she groped Jenny's breasts and rubbed her body. 

Stacey: (Whispering) "Your not just my captive. You are my property. These breasts? (Groping them harder) Are mine! Your ass? (Slapping it) is mine too. And your pussy is mine. You belong to me. Got it?" 

Jenny: "Yeah." 

Stacey pinched Jenny's left nipple. 

Stacey: "Rule one. It is yes Mistress, yes my Queen, yes Madam, or yes Ma'am and if you say either of them twice in a row, you will be punished. Got that?" 




Two Girls One Soul



Jenny: (Stacey pinched both her nipples) "Yes Mistress!" 

Stacey slapped her bum. 

Stacey: "Good girl. Rule two. When I say something nice to you or about you, or make you cum or make you count your beatings, you say thank you followed by my title. Understand?" 

Jenny: "Yes Mistress." 

Stacey pinched her nipples even harder. 

Stacey: "Understand?!?" 

Jenny: "Yes Ma'am!" 

Stacey: "Good girl. Third rule. When I give you an order, you will obey it without question and without complaint." 

Jenny: "Yes Madam!" 

Stacey: "Rule four, when you want to utter your safe word, it is my name. Stacey. You will never call me by my name when your still my slave." 

Jenny: "Of course my Queen, that would be rude." 

Stacey: "Rule five, when I ask you a question, you answer it. Even if it is rhetorical. And if its an opinion confirmation question, you agree with me." 

Jenny: "Yes Mistress." 

Stacey: "Rule six. I am always right. You are never wrong for agreeing with me." 

Jenny: "Yes Ma'am." 

Stacey: "Good you learn quickly." 

Jenny: "Thank you Mistress." 

Stacey: "Now to break you. I do not want you to speak clearly, so I am gagging you." 

Stacey took a ball gag and silenced Jenny. 

Stacey: (Biting her earlobe and whispering to her) "I am going to put on a strap-on and fuck the life out of you. (slapping her bottom) Don't go anywhere." 

Jenny did as she was told. She stood up high, feeling the rope, struggling in it. She was so excited and yet felt compelled to act afraid. 

Stacey returned briefly and was wearing a strap-on. She stroked it and then put lube on it. She walked over to Jenny, one leg in front of the other, smiling arrogantly at her, batting her eyelashes. She undid Jenny's shorts and lifted up her shirt over her head and down her arms. 

Stacey: (Slapping her hand with her other and then pointing) "On the ground slave! Chop chop!" 

Jenny did as she was told, she dropped to her knees. 

Stacey: "Because I will bring you back to your home in this outfit, I need to preserve it instead of fucking you! That means you will be punished!" 

Stacey untied Jenny. 

Stacey: "Now slave, slide your clothes off and put this harness on. I have removed the dildos so I can fuck you. But put it on I am getting impatient." 

Jenny: (Muffled in her gag) "Yes Mistress!" 

Stacey slapped Jenny in the face and pushed her down, putting on the harness and shackling Jenny's wrists and also her ankles. Jenny was in her tight leather harness, helpless and ready to be controlled. Stacey attached a leash to the collar part. Then she grabbed Jenny's hair and made her stand. 

Stacey: "This way slave." 

She took another chain and shackled Jenny's wrists now behind her back high in the air. She slapped Jenny's bum once more. Then she began to rub Jenny's clitoris. 

Stacey: "One more rule, you are never to cum without my permission. Failure to comply and you will be punished extensively. More so than a simple beating. Now squirm a little for me." 

Jenny did just that. Stacey grabbed her ankles and un-cuffed them and then cuffed them apart using additional chains from her cart and shackled Jenny's legs wide apart. Jenny squirmed, trying to keep her head upright.

Stacey: "Ass up bitch. Today is your lucky day." 

Jenny felt the strap-on go into her vagina. She had barely ever masturbated before and the lube was certainly going to make it easier on her. But Stacey went in slowly. She held the sides of Jenny's body with her hands and she gently thrust in and out. 

Stacey: "Your new, so I am going to go easy on you, but soon my pet, you will be sore and satisfied. Understand?" 

Jenny: (Muffled through her gag) "Yes Ma'am." 

Stacey continued to penetrate Jenny, Jenny's hymen broke and she began to climax. Stacey looked at her with icy cold eyes and then smiled. 

Stacey: "You were not supposed to cum without my permission." 

Jenny: (Gagged) "Sorry Mistress!" 

Stacey: "Your next punishment is going to be painful." 

Stacey sat naked in nothing but a robe undone and the belt laid neatly on the back of the couch. Jenny's legs were tied in the frog tie position, her ankles roped to her upper leg near her thighs. Jenny's wrists were tightly tied together and her wrists tied to a rope going around her waist. The rope was firm, Jenny loved how it felt, to struggle in it. She stared up at Stacey, mouth open a little, Stacey had removed the ball gag from her mouth on the condition she not talk until Stacey spoke to her, Stacey had made a-matter-of-factly clear she doing Jenny a colossal favour leaving it to dangle on the front of her neck. Stacey held Jenny's right breast with her left hand, feeling her up. Jenny moaned internally, not daring to displease her Mistress. Stacey then felt Jenny's wet throbbing clit, still somewhat sore from before. She had since washed Jenny's vagina with cold water to rid her of the blood, and now she stick two fingers in it and began to feel around. Jenny bit her lip, she liked being a good sport in the games she played all her life. Jenny was going to try her best not to cum without permission, but she was still new. In a family that prohibited masturbation, Jenny had never had more than one orgasm in her life. She craved to have her second one though she wanted to impress Stacey who to her seemed like a role model as much as she did a lover. Stacey put her same two fingers into Jenny's mouth. 

Stacey: "Here my pet. Have a taste." 

Jenny: (Moaning) "Thank you Ma'am." 

Stacey leaned back and began to rub her own clit. Jenny stared at her hairless body. Jenny also felt extra sexy with the ball gag drooped around the front of her neck. But her legs were beginning to feel sore. She had been down on them in the frog tie for ten minutes, and she was losing circulation. Stacey took her house coat rope and held it at the back of Jenny's neck and tied a loop around it, pulling Jenny's head into her lap. 

Stacey: "Now, lick my clit and make me cum, then I will forgive you." 

Jenny: "Mistress my legs are hurting and I have to pee." 

Stacey: "I was wondering when you were going to say something about that. I am impressed. I lasted 4 minutes my first time tied up like that." 

Jenny: (Licking Stacey's clitoris) "If I make you cum may I be released?" 

Stacey: "Of course sweetie, now lick, don't talk again or I will put a ring gag in your mouth." 

Jenny: "What is a ring gag?" 

Stacey pushed Jenny's head away and left the room and came back with a ring gag, a ring about the width of a penis and stuck it in Jenny's mouth. 

Stacey: "That will keep your mouth open slave. In the future I will use it to accommodate the boys who will feed you cock." 

Jenny moaned and looked up at Stacey the whole time as she licked and slurped. 

Stacey: "Do not look at me until I tell you to look at me, second do not slop anything!" 

Jenny closed her eyes and did not stop licking. 

Stacey: "Now look up at me slave." 

Jenny looked up again, finding it a bit comical. She was doing her best not to laugh. Stacey began to moan quietly, and then she began to shake and quiver. Jenny's face was splashed a little bit with cum. 

Stacey: "In Japan that is called Bukkake." 

Jenny: (Muffled gag speech) "My mother was saying Bukake the other day. She thought it was a pastry." 

Stacey: "Well it is your dessert now, lick it up." 

Jenny: "Yes Mistress." 

Stacey slapped Jenny across the face hard. 

Stacey: "Now I added five minutes onto your punishment." 

Jenny: (Muffled drooling speech) "I am sorry Ma'am." 

Stacey: "Okay four minutes." 

Jenny: (Muffled drooling speech) "Thank you Mistress." 

The four minutes passed and Stacey untied Jenny's legs. Jenny fell back and stretched them outward, her knees popping. 

Stacey: "We are going to cuddle and watch television and go to sleep on the couch." 

Jenny struggled to get back up off the floor, but her legs were numb and her knees sensitive. She wiggled up like a snake out of a basket. 

Stacey: "Tomorrow night we will use the bed. But before we cuddle slave, we are going to bathe." 

Jenny: (Muffled drool speech) "Yes Ma'am." 

Stacey took the ring gag out of Jenny's mouth and untied her completely. Then she grabbed Jenny's hair and put her in a headlock. 

Jenny: (Laughing) "I am not going to run away Stacey!" 

Stacey: (Pressing Jenny's face in her breasts, smothering her) "Your right you won't. I took track and field in university as well as cheerleading and I am a black belt." 

Stacey took Jenny to the bathroom and shackled her wrists behind her back in chains. 

Stacey: "The locks are waterproof, but I have lock-cutters just in case. You are going to go pee, if you have to poop, you can use the bidet." 

Jenny: "No Mistress I don't have to poop." 

Stacey: "Over the toilet, squat, do not have me touch you while you pee." 

Jenny squatted, shackled and slightly cold over the toilet. 

Stacey: "The room is cold isn't it slave?" 

Jenny: "Yes Ma'am." 

Stacey: "You will feel better in the warm tub." 

When Jenny finished peeing, Stacey grabbed her right arm and dragged her to the tub. She made Jenny sit down in the tub, which had no water. 

Stacey: "Before I draw your bath slave, I will remind you of who your Mistress is." 

Stacey peed on Jenny's face. Jenny was covered in it. 

Stacey then pulled the curtains over the tub. 

Jenny: "What are you going to do to me Mistress?" 

Stacey: "Your getting a cold shower before we have our bath." 

Jenny: (Screaming dramatically) "NO! No way! You can't do that to me!" 

Stacey: (Turning the nozzle) "No back-talk slave." 

Jenny moaned in frustration and she was sputtering and shivering in the cold water from the shower. Two minutes later Stacey turned off the water and opened the curtains. Then she stepped into the tub, her own skin was covered in goose bumps but Jenny was the one shivering. Stacey turned on the hot and cold water. The water was very warm, almost hot, the tub facet sprayed warm water into Stacey's lap. Jenny had never bathed in such a large tub before and she asked permission to kneel and squirm to reach the warm water. Stacey granted it. When the tub was nearly full, Stacey turned off the nozzles and took out some sponges, soap and laid shampoo and conditioner bottles on the side of the tub adjacent to the wall. 

Stacey: "Normally I have bubble baths but your mistress wants to see you naked through the water." 

Jenny: "I understand Ma'am." 

While Stacey washed Jenny with soap and sponges, they talked about what they might talk about as casual strangers. They discovered they both liked chocolate ice cream best, pepperoni pizza, seafood, Caesar salad, cranberry juice, sushi and steak. Stacey turned out to like Coke the best and Jenny was a Pepsi fan, they both teased about the other side loosing. Stacey loved beer, Jenny loved coolers, Stacey loved fine wine, Jenny loved liqueurs. 

The weekend was over. Stacey "ordered" Jenny to get dressed again and she dropped her off at her home on Sunday morning in time for Church. Jenny was not the least bit interested in going. Ironically today would be a worse time than ever. 

Jenny could not help but bite her tongue during the sermon, as the pastor ranted and raved about how homosexuals were conspiring to destroy families by converting people to their gayness. Jenny knew she wasn't gay, though technically she had only ever been with one woman. The sermon ended and Jenny knew when she got home she would have to talk to Tamara. 

When she got in, Jenny's father ordered her mother to go make lunch. Jenny found it appalling for the first time, as she could only presume her parents thought being kinky meant having damaged muscles or hair. Jenny went and phoned Tamara, she needed someone to talk to about her fabulous weekend. The phone dialled and Tamara answered. 

Tamara: "Hi Jenny, how was your weekend?" 

Jenny: "It was so great Tams, I went to Stacey's house." 

Tamara: "Yeah? And what did you do?" 

Jenny: "She did almost everything, many things I had never even heard of. I am not a virgin anymore." 

Tamara: (Taken aback) "Oh? Really?!?" 

Jenny: "Yeah! Oh my god, I am so happy. But I gotta say, I am disliking church more and more." 

Tamara: "Oh darn, I have to go, my mother is calling me, but I will talk to you at school tomorrow okay?" 

Jenny: "Um yeah sure." 

Jenny did not see Tamara at school, it was strange, and unlike Tamara in so many ways. Jenny was beginning to wonder if something was amiss. But the day went by fast, given she spent most of it thinking about Stacey. She received a text message from Stacey on her way home. It read "hey bebe, your parents invited me over to talk, so I will see you there, ttyl, xoxoxo." 

Jenny was excited, when she got there, she noticed that her Uncle Phil's car was there, along with that of her Pastor and Tamara was standing there. Stacey was not there yet. This was getting to be strange. When she got inside, her parents and the Pastor and his wife sat down on the couch. Her uncle Phil seemed to be the only person there happy to see her. Tamara was holding a bible as she stood up. 

Jenny: "What is all this?" 

McKay: "This is an intervention young lady! Sit down." 

Jenny: "Tamara did you...?" 

McKay's wife and Jenny's mother wouldn't even look at her. Jenny's dad was red in the face. 

McKay: "Tamara is concerned for your mortal soul, now comes the time for us to save you!" 

Jenny's Dad: "Your a dyke, you lied to us all and Tamara has been worried sick about what you have been trying to do!" 

Jenny: "What I have been trying to do? Figure out who I am? Find out about sex? Because I am sure not going to learn anything from any of you!" 

Uncle Phil: "Jenny, please, we called you here because we are concerned about you." 

Tamara: "Yeah." 

Jenny's Dad: "You will go to Christian Camp all summer this year to cure your lesbianism and your fetishism!" 

Jenny: "To hell with that! I tried to be good my whole life, I was one of the only people in our church who showed Christian compassion and you know what? I know what I feel. I know I am bisexual and what I like to do is none of your business!" 

Uncle Phil: "Jenny, are you sure this is the life you want?" 

Jenny's Dad: "I will lock you in that room for the rest of your life as a child if you will not..." 

Jenny: "I am eighteen!" 

Uncle Phil: "Calm down my brother, we can't legally lock her in her room. Jenny its not that we think your evil, but we can't imagine why your fascinated with getting hurt. And what shall you do when you want children?" 

Jenny: "Its nothing like that. I am not actually getting hurt, Stacey and I have done nothing that the other did not already want!" 

Stacey walked in, she figured out from the yelling and commotion what was going on. 

Uncle Phil: "Please, young lady, you must tell me, are you or are you not hurting my niece?!?" 

Stacey: "No, you must be Uncle Phil. Hi I am Stacey. It seems your all worried about Jenny and I respect that. Bondage is not what it seems like in the movies. Believe me, it is always consensual or otherwise its just rape." 

Jenny's Dad: "Why do you have to tie her up then? Because she will run away if you don't?!?" 

Stacey: "Its nothing like that. Its just make-belief, much like how actresses that John Wayne rescues are tied up in the movies. Its not real." 

Uncle Phil: "As a Christian Man I cannot understand how you can find this sort of thing pleasant. Isn't it frightening?!?" 

Jenny and Stacey together: "No." 

McKay: "Jenny if you do not repent and Stacey if you do not convert, you will both burn forever in hell!" 

Stacey: "The bible also says the stars will fall from the skies at the apocalypse. Tell me how the stars can fall from the sky when they are beyond the earth's atmosphere or gravitational pull?" 

McKay: "DO NOT QUESTION THE HOLY BOOK! OUR FAITH IS MUCH TOO STRONG FOR YOUR BLASPHEMY!" 

Uncle Phil: "Calm down everyone, please, if my niece and her friend here find rape to be normal then we need to as Christians help them." 

Jenny: "Look we are fine, we know that its not normal!" 

Stacey: "And neither is bondage, its a preference, like the colour of houses. You may want to read up on it if you do not know what it is." 

McKay: "Words of the serpent!" 

Stacey: "Look, this obviously bothers you, but it is not your decision. Its hers. I know this subject is taboo to some, but I can assure it has nothing to do with force or depravity." 

Jenny's Dad: "Jenny you and this jezebel have embarrassed my family! Do you have any idea what my golf buddies will say if they ever found out about this?!?" 

Jenny: "Oh I am sorry, I didn't realize my life was about making you happy! I am not your trophy wife!" 

Jenny's Dad stood up shaking and Phil got in his way. 

Uncle Phil: "Hold on my brother, if Jenny and Stacey here really have reasons other than being troubled for this rather un-Christian relationship we should hear them out." 

McKay: "The scriptures are right there. Anyone who reads them enough knows they are of absolute truth. Its that simple, they want to go to hell!" 

Stacey: "The scriptures say the chicken came before the egg! And that snakes eat dirt!" 

McKay: "HA! Have you ever read the bible?!? You vile temptress cunt!" 

Stacey: "I have read your bible three times. And if there is one thing more ridiculous than mythology, its the people who believe they are entitled to shove it down everyone elses' throat, why don't you get a job?" 

McKay: "Jenny she is the path to hell, you want to be raped forever in the afterlife by demons?!?" 

Jenny: "I am done with your bullshit!" 

Uncle Phil: "Jenny please, McKay is a good man." 

Jenny: "Was he too good to not touch my butt when I was little? Was it just a tap? Or was I asking for it?" 

McKay: "LIES! Were leaving!" 

Uncle Phil: "Jenny sometimes misunderstandings..." 

Jenny: "Look Uncle Phil, you can sugar coat it all you want, I know who I am now and if you can't accept that, you cannot be a part of my life!" 

Uncle Phil: "I will pray for you, but your family Jenny." 

Jenny's Dad: "Your my daughter and I am your father, you will go to the camp and you will never see this succubus ever again!" 

Jenny: "No Dad, I am going to live my own life how I want and if there is a heaven I am more likely to get into it than a bunch of judgemental hypocritical phonies! Maybe God was sending me sex dreams to show me a path your church couldn't?" 

Jenny's Dad: "Its for your own good! Now go to your room!" 

Uncle Phil: "Brother please..." 

Jenny's Mom: "No dear. She doesn't have to go to her room. She doesn't have a room here anymore." 

Tamara: "Wait a minute, I asked you all here to help her! Not kick her out!" 

Jenny's Dad: "Dear, she will only become more sinful." 

Uncle Phil: "It is highly un-Christian to send her or her friend away in their time of need." 

Jenny's Mom: "Get out of my house Jenny and don't bother coming back." 

Tamara began to drizzle tears and Uncle Phil was unable to form words. Jenny's Dad just sat back down and pretended she wasn't there. 

Jenny: (Holding back sobs) "You know what?!? To hell with you!" 

Stacey: (Whispering to Jenny sympathetically) "You can live with me sweetie." 

Jenny: (Whispering back) "Thank you." 

Jenny went and got a few treasures but she left many things behind. Not caring about them any longer. Uncle Phil was unable to talk to his brother. As Jenny took her few possessions to her car, Tamara followed them. 

Tamara: "Jenny, I can still help you, maybe then your family will..." 

Jenny: "Disown me?!? Oh wait they already did that!" 

Stacey: "Look you have done enough, you need to leave her alone and rethink why such 'good Christian' people would do this to someone they are related to." 




Two Girls One Soul



Tamara: (Sobbing) "Jenny! Please! Your my best friend!" 

Jenny: "Your dead to me, I never want to you or my parents or that pervert and his wife again!" 

Stacey was tempted to ask "what about your uncle" but she didn't, she just looked him as he walked to the porch, looking saddened. Stacey felt bad for him, and rather pitied Tamara. But she said nothing. When Jenny closed the door, Phil walked over to Stacey. 

Uncle Phil: "Please, whatever you do, your the only family she will have now." 

Stacey in secret tossed Phil her card. 

Stacey: "I understand." Stacey had even wrote on the card "you can ask me how she is anytime you like." 

Stacey pulled out of the drive way and Tamara looked her, Stacey still looked at her with pity. Jenny did not look at her at all. Tamara was dead to her now... 

Setting Boundaries

It had been a rough night, Jenny sat on Stacey's bed, she was not even out of high school yet and she felt so alone. Except when Stacey was around. 

Stacey: "Well sweetie, you can sleep here with me tonight or I can take the couch if you want to be alone. Tomorrow I will drive you to school alright?" 

Jenny: "Yes. Thank you." 

Stacey: "I do have some rules for you, rules of the house, but we shall discuss them later." 

Jenny: "Stacey?" 

Stacey: "Yeah?" 

Jenny: "Can you hold me while I try to sleep?" 

Stacey: "Of course I can." 

Jenny had feared what would happen when she went to school the next day. She worried Tamara would try to talk to her again. But to her relief, Tamara said nothing to her, kept to the shadows, allowing Jenny to ignore her. Her last year of school just a month away from being over, Jenny wanted to get it over with. The day ended slowly, she never felt so alone, until Stacey drove to pick her up. 

Stacey: "Hey sweetie, come on in. I have some work to do before we go home." 

Jenny: "Okay." 

In the car, Stacey and Jenny talked about their day. 

Stacey: "I have more work to do at the studio, but then we shall go for dinner with my boss. When we get home I will explain to you some of the rules." 

Jenny: "Can I hear them now?" 

Stacey: "Of course my pet. For starters, you will finish high school, graduate, get good grades and then I am going to send you to University. I will pay for whatever course you like. But you will have to pick something." 

Jenny: "Anything else?" 

Stacey: "Yes, whoever cooks doesn't have to clean up after. However if we get kinky I will make you clean up anyway. We clean for an hour on Friday, it won't take long so don't worry. Also we do not channel surf. You want to know what is on you use the TV guide or the preview channel." 

Jenny: "What about the internet?" 

Stacey: "Nope ha ha ha just kidding." 

Jenny: "Any other rules?" 

Stacey: "Yes. You will obey my orders without question." 

Jenny: "Mmmm yes Mistress." 

They arrived to the studio amid the rush hour traffic. 

Stacey's Boss: "Ah hello girls! You look fabulous! So Stacey while you were picking up your baby-sitting baby I thought you should wear the purple dress instead of the pink one." 

Stacey: "Yeah okay Larry." 

Jenny: "Is he um?" 

Stacey: "Yes he is homosexual." 

Larry: "Oh please honey, I have been with more men than Cleopatra!" 

Jenny: "Good to know." 

Stacey: "Take a seat Jenny while I work." 

Larry: "Is she your newest sex-slave?" 

Stacey: "She is. And hopefully to be my oldest." 

Jenny blushed. She was not sure if she should be open about sex in this environment. 

An hour later, Larry with his studio expense account paid for dinner, he had his boyfriend there to, a man who dressed as a cowboy and said barely anything. 

Larry: "Okay so the photo shoot went well, but you're going to have to give me the name of your little friends agent." 

Jenny: "I don't have an agent." 

Stacey: "She is still in high school." 

Larry: "Oh my god, is she a minor?!?" 

Jenny: "I am eighteen." 

Larry: "Oh my god, I have heard that sentence so many times in my life..." 

Stacey: "She is eighteen Larry." 

Larry: "Well that's fabulous. I was 18 once. But gab gab gab, when Jenny is done high school what is she doing after?" 

Jenny: "I am going to university." 

Larry: "Oh where and for what?" 

Jenny: "I don't know yet." 

Stacey: "I agreed to pay for her university education. But if she can model too, and I think she definitely can, then maybe I might not have to." 

Jenny: "Can I really model? You think they will hire me?" 

Stacey: "My agent definitely will. But you're still going to school." 

Jenny: "I think I can do that." 

The summer went by faster than anticipated. Jenny has graduated and had decided to take Tourism and Hospitality as her major. She excelled in it, and as Stacey put it "had a knack because she was so sweet." Jenny was loving the course and the modeling she did with Stacey. Even while they appeared as a team in the public's eye, Jenny felt submissive to Stacey, worshipping her. Stacey was her best friend and she was like a goddess to her. Stacey felt that Jenny was the only person she could really be herself with. Stacey and Jenny would continue to use their looks and their charm to get through their life. 

In two years, Jenny was 20 years old and she had a bachelors' degree in Tourism and Hospitality. She got a job at fancy hotel and she found that it was easy to be accommodating for clients as she had plenty of practice from Stacey's teachings. Stacey was proud of her prodigy and sought to celebrate. 

Jenny's employee discount was furthered to free admission when with help from Larry and Stacey was able to move a convention to her hotel. The money the convention brought in was hundreds of thousands of dollars from the various models and agents renting expensive hotels. Jenny was promoted to assistant manager and she was given the honeymoon suite for free for the weekend. Stacey thus decided to surprise her. With another woman. 

Jenny was in clothing that looked like her uniform. In fact it was. She wore her black skirt and white blouse and headband like she was working. Stacey asked her to do so to help with the fantasy. Jenny knew she was bringing someone else, but she had no idea who. 

Out of the bathroom Stacey stepped in, she wore black lingerie, black corset and she looked very snobby with her silver eye shadow and dark red lipstick. 

Jenny: "Hi can I help you?" 

Stacey: "Yes, the complimentary slave that comes with the hotel is not cooperating! I demand you fix this!" 

Jenny: "Well we at the hotel find that slaves are best broken in by the guests. Employees just get in the way." 

Stacey: "Look young lady, I have been a customer at this hotel for 10 years and I own shares, now I shall have you demoted as a slave if you do not do as I say!" 

Jenny: "Of course." 

Stacey pulled out an older woman out of the bathroom. She was an East Indian woman of 40 years or so. She was gorgeous, tanned and she was tied up tightly in her blue blouse and white skirt. 

Jenny: "Oh my..." 

Stacey had her hand over the older woman's mouth. She squirmed, playing the part perfectly. 

Stacey: (Thrusting the woman forward.) "Fix this. Or I shall write a nasty review of your service here." 

Milf: (Tongue in cheek) "Please missy I am not a hotel slave, I am a free-woman who this Patrician has captured! Please believe me!" 

Jenny: "All persons on our property are liable to serve. Unless you're a patrician or I am, I cannot legally help you." 

Milf: "Please don't let her do this to me! I want to go back to my hotel room!" 

Stacey: "I have had enough of this." 

Stacey grabbed Jenny and tied her hands tightly. Then rolled down the panties of both her captives and then rolled down her own. 

Stacey: (Picked up the phone and didn't dial) "I am taking your employee and the slave as my personal property. As a shareholder I can legally do so. Okay thank you." 

Jenny: "Please ma'am, if you are not 100% satisfied with our service, we shall make it right! That is our policy!" 

Stacey: "Yes. I am taking you both to my estate after I break you in. So now kneel in front of me!" 

Jenny did as she was told. But the older woman, still pretended to be unbroken. 

Stacey: "Are you deaf? Submit to me! I am a Patrician, therefore I am ENTITLED to have you obey me!" 

Milf: "I refuse!" 

Stacey grabbed the older woman's hair. 

Stacey: "What is your name slave?" 

Milf: "Gina! My name is Gina!" 

Stacey: "I see, and do you know what I will do to you if you do not lick my pussy?" 

Gina: "No! Please!" 

Stacey held Gina's head to her clitoris. And then grabbed Jenny's hair and did the same to her. 

Stacey: "I will have you lashed 100 times and then I will order all the hotel staff to fuck you in a conga line. You will feel like you were fucked by a train." 

Gina: "No please! Let me go! Let us go!" 

Jenny: "Our hotel policy is law. There is no letting us go." 

Stacey: "Very good Jenny, now both of you keep licking, make me cum." 

Stacey held them by the hair and began to feel her orgasm coming on. She sprayed both of them in the face and almost fell over. 

Stacey: "Clean my pussy and each other." 

Jenny: "Yes Mistress." 

Stacey took off Jenny's bonds and lay her uniform on the ottoman in front of the bed. Then tied her back up again, this time in chains. Jenny was cold with the metal links all over her body. She looked afraid but she was having the time of her life. Stacey then pinched both her breasts and made her whimper. 

Gina: "Your crazy! You can't do this to us!" 

Stacey then took a knife and cut off Gina's clothes and tied her higher up, through the decorative metal arches on the bathroom door. Gina was unable to get down. She squirmed as Stacey then began to grope her and beat her. 

Stacey: "Gina here likes to have her body abused a little more than you sweetie. So I am going to strip the hair off her body." 

Gina: "So that is why you told me not to shave my legs or pussy!" 

Jenny: "Oh are you going to do that to me Ma'am?" 

Stacey: "Do you want me to?" 

Gina then screamed as Stacey ripped off patches of hair from Gina's body, leaving her perfectly hairless, even cuter than before. 

Jenny: "No, definitely not." 

Stacey continued to rub hot wax on Gina and tear off hair. 

Stacey: (Holding Gina's face in her breasts) "You know this is really your fault Gina, you should have stripped the hair when you were younger or had laser hair removal." 

Gina: (Crying) "I am sorry mistress!" 

Stacey: "Sorry doesn't mean less work for me now does it? And I can't untie you, you will just run away." 

Gina: "No Ma'am it doesn't." 

Stacey continued to torture her with the hair removal and then moved onto whipping her. 

Stacey: "Jenny gets to watch you get beaten. If you ever say no to me, we shall have to start this game again. And I am impatient." 

Gina: (Squirming) "Please don't do this to me! I will do whatever you say!" 

Stacey: "Your right, you will." 

Stacey put a ring gag in Gina's mouth and looked down on Jenny. 

Stacey: "Sweetie, come lick Gina's clit. But if she cums without my permission I will punish you both." 

Jenny: "Yes Mistress." 

Jenny looked completely helpless, her whole mouth on Gina's vagina, her tongue poking upward on Gina's vagina which was getting increasingly warm. Gina was beginning to climax. Jenny shook her head as though to warn her and not daring to take her mouth off of Gina. Gina then climaxed. Jenny backed out, cum dribbling down her face. Gina then looked at Stacey in horror. They were all playing their parts very well. 

Stacey gave Gina an evil smile. And then looked at Jenny with an icy cold sneer. 

Stacey: "I am trained to do piercings in real life. So I am going to give you both some. The safety word is still of course using my name." 

Gina: (Muffled drool speech) "What are you gonna do?" 

Stacey: "I am going to put rings in your tits. Both of you. Then put a small chain in them, but Gina is mostly at fault, so she will be strung up by the limbs." 

Stacey did just that. She tied Jenny to the bed, but off the bed, on the corner facing the middle of the room. Then she tied Gina's hands to her knees and tied her feet to the ceiling and hoisted her up. Stacey then put on a strap-on and began to penetrate Gina furiously. 

Stacey: "Don't worry Jen, your next." 

Gina climaxed again, but she had to beg Stacey's permission to cum again. Stacey made her hold on for a minute. Then she took out some piercing equipment and began piercing Gina's breasts. Then she put gold rings in them, the chain already attached. Gina screamed at the torture and then she moaned with pleasure. Stacey then unchained Jenny and then handcuffed her wrists to a chastity belt she forced her to wear. The chastity belt had a butt plug and a dildo as well as a strap-on. She then pierced Jenny's nipples and Jenny screamed and cried. 

Stacey: "Now Jenny I am going to turn on the vibrator in your chastity belt. If you cum without permission I will click this button here and you will be shocked. I want you to fuck Gina and make her cum again. But if you cum before I give you the order you will be tortured. Understand?" 

Jenny by then had a ball gag in her mouth and through muffled speech said "yes ma'am" 

Stacey then clicked the button as a test. Jenny screamed and held her head up high. She shook with frustration in her new contraption. Stacey just smiled and then handcuffed her feet in leg irons. Then she sat on Gina's face, or rather stood above it. 

Stacey: "Okay Gina, lick my cunt, make me cum, Jenny make Gina cum and if you cum before I give you permission I will click this button again." 

Both of Stacey's captives complied and she shocked Jenny once more. 

Jenny did as she was told, she thrust in and out, pushing Gina back and forth, in and out of Stacey. Gina tried using her tongue through the ring-gag as best she could, but sometimes could only reach when Jenny pushed her a little bit further. Jenny of course was working hard to not orgasm as she stared at Gina and Stacey afraid. Gina of course squirmed and sputtered as she tried to breathe in and out. 

Stacey: "There is no need for that yet Gina, we are just beginning." 

Gina moaned in frustration. Jenny was leaning awkwardly on her dildo trying to not cum, as if she had to go to the bathroom. 

Stacey: "Jenny, do not disappoint me, you are after all a prized slave compared to this piece of fuck-meat." 

Jenny nodded not wanting to offend. The role playing was going well. Stacey then squirted in Gina's mouth. Gina lapped it up and still squirmed as Jenny made her cum. Jenny was of course more used to Stacey than Gina so she held on. Stacey finally allowed Jenny to cum. 

Stacey: "Okay sweetie, you can cum now, as soon as you get on top of Gina here." 

Gina squirmed more and Jenny tried to get onto her. 

Stacey: "Your pathetic, both of you." 

Stacey walked around and hoisted Jenny up onto Gina. 

Jenny: (Muffled gagged speech) "Thank you my Queen." 

Stacey: "Fuck her, make yourself cum. Then maybe I will let you get off of her." 

Stacey walked around to Gina's head again. Gina was feeling the weight of Jenny on her body, and her wrists and ankles felt tighter than ever in her entire life. 

Stacey removed Gina's ring gag. 

Gina: "Please mistress, let her off of me, she is having an orgasm right now! Please!" 

Stacey: "Your still being tortured Gina. I want you to beg mercy." 

Gina: "Mercy! Please! MERCY!" 

Stacey: "Now yell freedom like in the movie Brave Heart." 

Gina: "FREEDOM!" 

Stacey lowered Gina and ordered Jenny off of her. Jenny's chastity belt was dripping with cum down her legs. She took it off of her. Then she forced Gina to clean her up with her tongue. 

Stacey: "Next weekend we are having a naked sushi-party, you two will be the naked people I lay the sushi on. If you're good, you can eat some sushi later on. Jenny you will wear the belt and you will not cum until we fuck, but Gina, you will be fucked by all our guests. And I invited several virgins who need to break the ice and learn how to please women." 

Gina: "How many virgins Mistress?" 

Stacey: "Twenty Three, so you will be fucking for about forty six minutes at least. Oh and I am auctioning you off for charity. One of the men or women will buy you for the night. The money will be used for stem cell research. Are you up for it?" 

Gina: (Enthusiastic.) "Yes Ma'am." 

Stacey released Gina and re-attached Jenny's chastity belt. 

Stacey: "Your free to go, but are you sure you don't want to stay? Jenny is just about to fuck me for a couple hours, and I don't mind sharing." 

Gina: "No I have to get up early. Seeya later." 

Gina left and Jenny said goodbye muffled and then looked at Stacey as if she was waiting for her orders again. 

Stacey: "What are you looking at slave? Your not allowed to cum until you make me cum..." 

The sushi party had a good turnout. How Stacey managed to arrange 59 people to get tested and arrive with their papers was nothing short of her strong mind and will. Jenny lay strapped to the table, ball gagged and garnished with seaweed. Stacey had ordered some special sushi to be made for later, but Jenny was to be used as a buffet. As was Gina. The Japanese sushi chef Tanaka Hitomi was a female foreign exchange university student who also knew Japanese rope bondage. She tied Jenny and Gina to the table and it was revealed that she was Stacey's sensai. Hitomi made sure the two girls did not eat all day so that they would look hungrier as the guests ate their sushi. She also asked Stacey if she could borrow Gina at the end of the night, since she planned to outbid the guests in the auction. Gina consented, so Stacey pretended that she was giving Gina away to Hitomi against Gina's consent. 

The people all surrounded the setting. The two naked and bound women had more and more sushi being laid on their soft flesh, and Stacey was dressed in what seemed to be a kimono/miniskirt made of leather. Wearing jade pearls, she welcomed them all in. The various guests included slaves, who were to serve the drinks. Violet came in on a plank carried by four female sex slaves, who were gagged and tied up to the plank and wearing feathers like a horse decorated for a parade. The gags were Bridles of course and Violet used her horse whip to control them. 

Stacey: "Welcome everyone, I am so glad you could come. And I must say I find it weird that you all arrived at once." 

Violet: "The party doesn't start until I arrive." 

Stacey: "Okay fair enough." 

Hitomi stood up and began dropping more sushi onto the slave girls. 

Stacey: "Enjoy everyone." 

Violet stepped down off of her plank and walked over to the dance floor, not planning on eating until she was starving. 

The music was of all genres, while the slave girls struggled in their bonds, other slaves and owners came and plucked sushi off their naked bodies and Gina began to moan when wasabi dripped onto her clitoris. 

Nobody noticed at first, hours went by, apparently the seaweed paddies holding the sushi had saved Gina from extreme pain, but no longer. Enough struggling, eating and turn of events caused the wasabi to fall right in. Gina then screamed through her gag. She thrust and thrashed trying desperately to beg for mercy. Everyone thought it was part of the show, until Gina began using Stacey's name. 

Stacey removed the gag, the party knew that the moment was over. She knelt over. 

Stacey: "What's wrong sweetie?" 

Gina: (Struggling not to yell in Stacey's ear) "I have wasabi in my clit! Please get it out of me! It hurts!" 

Stacey unstrapped Gina from the table. 

Stacey: "Hitomi can you get her some milk?" 




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Hitomi: (Japanese accent) "Come Gina, we will wash the milk off your critoris." 

Gina was led naked into the kitchen where Gina was presumably relieved by Hitomi. 

The rest of the party was unsure whether or not to laugh or sympathize. 

Violet nodded to Gina when she came out, some tears dribbling down, but happy, she held some strange smelling ointment on a washcloth to her vagina and seemed relieved. The party went on after the people asked if Gina was okay. After a while it died down somewhat, but not before Hitomi chained Gina up and was apparently going to Violet's limo for some adventures dragging Gina along behind her, Violets slaves gathered Hitomi's sushi chef equipment. Violet stopped to speak to Stacey once more. Apparently Violet and Hitomi agreed to pool their bids together, a loophole Gina and Stacey accepted, even though Stacey would have accepted whatever she could get for charity. Gina was "sold" for $5,000. 

Violet: "That was a wild party, we need to multiply its size next year. I want you to host it at my mansion, I will split the ticket prices with you." 

Stacey: "I wouldn't have it any other way." 

Stacey walked over to Jenny who was still tied and gagged to the table. 

Stacey: (Stroking Jenny's hair) "I am glad it was not you that suffered my sweet." 

Jenny: (Muffled gag speech) "Thank you Mistress." 

Stacey untied Jenny from the table. Then she put Jenny in an arm binder and un-gagged her. 

Stacey: (Tapping Jenny's nose with her finger) "You were so good tonight sweetie, I am not going to be rough on you tonight and you can cum without permission just for tonight." 

Pushing boundaries...

Stacey and Jenny once again felt the need to experiment, this time they decided to do so on an isolated and far away scale. It would be just the two of them and another slave. A friend who ironically knew both of them separately was intrigued to learn that the two of them had been dating. He, Ian as he was called, inquired about when and how they figured out they were lesbians and it turned out they were bisexual. When he admitted he found bondage interesting, they invited him along, for a week on an island cabin isolated by water and accessible by boat and radio alone. With nothing modern except electricity and light bulbs, the small retreat off the coast of Italy was a sight to behold. 

Stacey had made sure that she and Jenny packed enough food and toys for the time being. The electricity, Stacey decided would be turned off and that candle-light would suffice. She knew how to drive a boat, so she made sure Jenny was in a skimpy outfit and lifejacket while Ian only got a lifejacket and rope tied around his testicles and his hands were bound behind his back. Stacey carried some of the packed luggage in her arm and lead Ian up the dock toward the stone house by the leash. She took off the lifejacket when they got on the shore and carried it as well. Jenny carried some of the heavier stuff with a trolley but all they packed was food, sexy outfits and toys. In one trip they got everything, especially as Ian was hooked up to the trolley and forced to pull the luggage and Jenny along. 

Upon entry to the house, Jenny was ordered to remove her clothes and Stacey put her in a chastity belt with two dildos and a strap-on, included with chains on her wrists and ankles. Jenny had enough autonomy to do Stacey's bidding in her high heels and chained outfit, her high heels also locked tightly. Stacey chained them both up to the front door and went off to hide the keys to the boat and to their shock collars. When she returned she had Jenny put the stuff away into the bedroom and kitchen while she tortured Ian's cock and squeezed his balls. When Ian moaned she shushed him. Finally when Jenny was nearly finished, Stacey put Jenny's panties in his mouth and wrapped a silk cloth around his face to keep them in. 

Stacey: "Slave girl, pour me a drink and then come here and kneel by my feet." 

Jenny: "Yes Mistress." 

Jenny did as she was commanded and in a minute made Stacey a drink and cleaned up the booze and cranberry juice. She hobbled over in her high heels and chains, holding the drink up on a tray, pretending to be defeated, lost, worried and humbled. 

Stacey took the drink and rudely waved Jenny to kneel in front of her. Jenny was on her knees and looked down. 

Stacey: (Gesturing to Ian, smacking his thighs) "Come on slave boy keep that cock up high for your mistress! If your cock is not hard your not trying..." 

Ian: "Yes Mistress." 

Ian had been aroused since they left that morning, and his testicles were now purple and his penis felt like an overextended plank. He shifted and twitched, trying to come to terms with the rope around his testicles and struggled on his ropes. Stacey tied the rope perfectly, Ian felt his circulation and he could not wiggle or break out of the rope. He knew that in theory Stacey could do whatever she wanted to him. In actuality, they had agreed on the limits beforehand, but also agreed that he was her captive for the weekend, almost an indentured slave as he had consented to the bondage, sex and forced labour. Stacey sipped her drink, Jenny kept staring at Stacey's knees as ordered and Ian held his pride in the back of his throat, ready to both hold it and swallow it on Stacey's whim. 

Stacey: "Ian sweetie, how are you enjoying being my sex slave?" 

Ian: "Good Ma'am, but to be honest, I told my friends I was just having a three way throughout the weekend." 

Stacey: "Well you will be, but I am keeping you in your bonds the entire time, also when I am done holding your leash you will still be serving me." 

Ian: "Yes Mistress." 

Stacey: "Jenny hun, smell my feet." 

Jenny: "Yes Ma'am." 

Stacey: "Mmmm good girl, now kiss my toes." 

Jenny obeyed and shifted her wrists as the chains began to ache a bit. 

Stacey: "Okay now I want you to lick my shoes." 

Jenny: "Yes Mistress." 

Stacey narrowed her eyes at Jenny and slapped her face. 

Stacey: "I said LICK not LAP! I am not a saucer of milk am I?!?" 

Jenny: "Sorry Ma'am!" 

Stacey: (Slapping her harder) "I asked you a question!" 

Jenny: "No Mistress you're not a saucer of milk! I am sorry!" 

Stacey: "Do a better job and perhaps I will be lenient with you..." 

Ian began to chuckle. 

Stacey furiously looked at him, all tongue in cheek, she too tried to prevent herself from laughing. 

Stacey: (Snapping the leash on his testicles) "Is something amusing you Ian?" 

Ian: "No Ma'am I was just um laughing." 

Stacey: "Seeing Jenny in trouble..." 

Stacey snapped the rope harder and took a big gulp of her drink, Ian was on the ground, hunching, kneeling on one knee trying not to fall over. 

Stacey: "Is it still funny prick? I don't hear you laughing now!" 

Ian: (In closed breath from the testicle tugging) "No Mistress I am not." 

Jenny: "I could laugh Mistress." 

Stacey: "Shut up and keep licking bitch! I will let you know when you can laugh..." 

Then Ian and Jenny tried closing their mouths when they started laughing and it burst out. Stacey tried gritting her teeth but she too could only laugh. It was not the dominatrix and slave duo Ian had envisioned, but it did suit Jenny and Stacey just the same. 

Time had passed, they had watched the sun set and the moon rise and the boats pass through. Apparently they had not gotten too far from the mainland. Stacey was disappointed she rented the wrong island but then she secretly admitted she was glad to see boats. They ate seafood, including crab they had bought on the mainland. The meal was delicious and Stacey was extra happy about not having to do any chores. As night fell, the only light they had was candle light as well as a large bowl of oil that burned, much akin to the old lights the Romans used. Stacey was not dressed like a Roman though she considered it, she instead was nude on the couch. Ian had been untied earlier on and so had Jenny. Now she ordered her "gladiator" Ian to grab Jenny and tied her up. Jenny was to play along and struggle like an unbroken in slave girl might. Ian grabbed some hemp rope and began to chase Jenny who was in her clean but tattered rags. 

Jenny tried running around the pillars and even outside, but she tried to crawl rapidly under a table and that is when Ian grabbed her foot and pulled her out. 

Jenny: "NO! LET ME GO!" 

Ian: "Silence by Jupiter!" 

Stacey laughed quietly at that remark on the couch, but she was able to keep it together for the seriousness of the fantasy. 

Ian held Jenny down on the stone floor and sat on top of her. Then he held her wrists behind her back and tied the rope around them tightly. 

Jenny: "No please! Ugh is this how you want me?!? All tied up like this!" 

Ian: "Its how the Empress wants you." 

Ian picked Jenny up off the ground, his right hand tightly gripping Jenny's upper right arm and his left hand groping her left breast from behind. He then began pulling her toward Stacey, as Jenny faced backward from the direction she was going in, she tried to run that way but could only drag her feet. Barefoot, she gave that up quickly, kicking the air instead. Stacey sipped wine out of the goblet she held and ate a grape while she waited for her gladiator to bring her Jenny. 

Stacey: "Okay now face her toward me." 

Ian turned Jenny toward Stacey and began to grope her harder with both hands. 

Jenny: "No please stop! UGH DON'T TOUCH ME THERE!!!" 

Stacey tore Jenny's rags off her body and put in a ring gag into her mouth, despite Jenny's best efforts to resist, she was now naked, gagged and bound tightly. Ian kept groping her hard and Stacey motioned him to push her down on her knees. Stacey then began to pinch Jenny's nipples and twisted them a little, Jenny winced and tried to shake herself free from Ian. 

Stacey: "Good boy Praetor, your a Praetor now, you will no longer have to serve in the games." 

Ian: "What's a Praetor?" 

Stacey: "Oh. Praetors were palace guards and sometimes the only soldiers allowed in Rome. They had two captains to lessen the chance of a coup against the Emperor and most of the time they were so corrupt they sold the office of Emperor of Rome to the highest bidder. Augustus however commanded their loyalty just fine." 

Ian: "So like the SWAT Team and the secret service?" 

Stacey: "Yes, now focus. Stick your cock in her pussy." 

Jenny felt it throbbing as it went into her, it felt great, it was almost as if Stacey were the man she loved instead of the woman, and with Stacey right there in front of her, Jenny felt so good, with Ian and Stacey holding her in bondage, it was exhilarating. But to keep the mood she pretended to hate it, she squirmed and screamed with her eyes closed and bit down on the gag hard. Then as Ian began to rock her forward and backward she shook and quivered but she remembered the rules. She would not have an orgasm unless Stacey told her to. 

Stacey: "I bet you want to cum now don't you slave?" 

Jenny: (Muffled gag speech) "Mmm hmm! Mmm hmm!" 

Stacey: "Too bad. Now lick my clit bitch." 

Ian held Jenny's head down toward Stacey's clitoris, Jenny tried lifting her head back up but Ian was just too strong, he could even force her to slowly go down, rather than just a push. Jenny's tongue on the other hand cooperated perfectly and licked Stacey perfectly. 

Stacey: "Mmmmm good girl, don't stop. Praetor fuck her harder, were Roman, not tantric." 

Ian did as he was told and Jenny felt his excitement before he even began to work harder. Jenny tried moving her wrists apart, but the rope felt like 1,000 hugs. Half an hour had passed by then and it had felt like an hour of wonder to them all. 

Ian: "Your majesty may I cum?" 

Stacey: "Of course, you only ask permission when your restrained. Don't ask me without wearing them again okay?" 

Ian: "Understood milady." 

Ian knew that Jenny and he were disease free, and Stacey. The tests were done thoroughly. In addition to birth control and two of the most beautiful women Ian had ever met, he felt months a lifetime of tension wash away as he ejaculated into Jenny and shook vigorously. 

Jenny felt the warm seamen envelop her being, like drinking hot soup on a cold day, her naked body felt almost too good to be human. Stacey was feeling the passion, though each person was in the centre of it in their own mind, Stacey could not hold on either and she could not hold on. She too had an orgasm and she fell over backward into the couch. Jenny felt like she could no longer contain herself, like as if she had to let herself climax or she would die. Stacey knew that... 

Stacey: "Okay sweetie, you may cum now." 

Jenny stopped trying to contain herself and she squirted on the couch and a bit onto Stacey. Then she collapsed into Ian's arms, still feeling as if Stacey was holding her. 

Ian: "Does she always do that?" 

Stacey: (Smiling) "No, she has never done that." 

Stacey pulled the gag out of Jenny's mouth. 

Stacey: "Why don't you cum that way all the time?" 

Jenny: "You usually don't make wait half an hour my Queen." 

Stacey: "I will from now on..." 

Family Drama

In Stacey's penthouse the sun hid itself behind the black clouds of rain. Jenny had never seen a storm at such a view before. The sight was fascinating for her. Stacey had her tied in a Y shape on her bed, her wrists tightly together and her legs wide apart. The skylight and the windows in front of the bed provided Jenny the view that was keeping her captivated. She was exhausted from the love making, so was Stacey as she stood chopping onions and salmon for lunch. Normally she would have Jenny do chores as well but Stacey knew she was a better cook. Jenny struggled in her ropes, feeling them tight around her wrists, perfectly tied, she was not going anywhere but her circulation was still healthy. Stacey loved it when Jenny "tried" to escape her restraints. She was almost ready to make love again if she were not sore from before. 

Jenny: "Do want me to do the dishes Mistress?" 

Stacey: "You will clean them with your tongue, before you get anything to eat slave." 

Jenny: "Yes Ma'am." 

Stacey: (Moaning) "Good." 

True to her word, Stacey untied Jenny and after helping her get her numb body up and off the bed, she made her crawl into the kitchen and before cleaning the dishes properly, she made her clean them with her tongue. She pretended that the knives had already been licked, as well as the can opener. Jenny was grateful for that. Jenny then loaded the dishes into the dishwasher and Stacey put a salmon bun into her mouth. It melted in her mouth, not just because she was hungry, but also because Stacey knew the right mixture of miracle whip. 

The sandwiches filled them up and they watched the black storm clouds looming over the skyscraper. 

Jenny: "I love rain. I am gonna go outside." 

Stacey: "I wouldn't." 

Jenny: "Why? Since when do you want me dressed?" 

Stacey: "Were on a skyscraper, lightning, hello." 

Jenny smirked and realized that going outside would be a foolish mistake. 

Stacey: "The tenants meeting told me that lightning hits this building all the time, they even have to get someone to scrape off the dead pigeons." 

Jenny: "Oh my god, are you serious?" 

Stacey: "Yeah, that is why I leave coins on the window sills, I would not want to clean pigeon shit and their bodies off of windows." 

Jenny: "I would be more worried about falling." 

Stacey: "Heights don't scare me." 

Jenny: "What does?" 

Stacey: "Darkness. When it is too dark I sometimes feel as if all the lights might go out, the sun, everything. Also when I was a kid I fell into a pit, I had to hold onto the edge to avoid drowning in the dark water. My sister Chloe pulled me out, but I was down there for a while. She has been ever so protective of me ever since." 

Jenny: "Aww." 

Stacey: "No I mean REALLY. Like when I first started dating Trevor she had a background check done on him by her friend in the RCMP." 

Jenny: "Is that even legal?" 

Stacey: "Well unless being a cheating scumbag is on his record, I would say he is clean." 

Jenny: "Does she do this with all your other boyfriends?" 

Stacey: "Boyfriends, friends, coworkers, one time she demanded to see the back of a kitchen when my meal came late." 

Jenny: "Wow." 

Stacey: "Yeah, high school I thought to be the most embarrassing. But university was much worse. She like had my professors briefed and told the Dean not to let anything happen to me." 

Jenny began to giggle. 

Stacey: "Apparently he almost cancelled my enrolment just to get rid of her. But my transcript was so good he reconsidered." 

Jenny: "What is she like otherwise?" 

Stacey: "Well I love her to death, but I guess bossy would still the first thing people think of her. She is not mean but she definitely does not go with the flow, she makes the flow go with her." 

Jenny: "What does she do for a living?" 

Stacey: "She plans weddings. And she says her favourite part is squabbling with the mothers." 

Jenny: "I bet she knows what she is doing though eh?" 

Stacey: "She makes about a hundred grand a year. And I suspect she spends almost none of it." 

Jenny: "Is she um, like us too?" 

Stacey: "I think so, I have noticed that the men she dates, gorgeous big muscled guys no less have trouble walking after they have been dating her." 

Jenny: "I wonder if there is something in the water where we come from." 

Stacey: "We found handcuffs in my mom's room when I was 10. And we had no idea what the hell they were for." 

Jenny began laughing harder, Stacey did as well. 

Stacey: "My mom died of cancer a couple years ago though." 

Jenny: "I am sorry to hear that. I wish mine did instead." 

Stacey: "You don't know what you're talking about Jenny. Losing someone you love is indescribably painful!" 

Jenny: "Well I don't love my mother." 

Stacey did not like where this conversation might lead, so she avoided it. 

Stacey: "Um well, my sister found out about our relationship through checking up on me, so she invited us to my daddy's house." 

Jenny: "What should I wear?" 

Stacey: (Snickering deep in her chest.) "Whatever I make you wear sweetie." 

That evening Jenny wore a black frilly mini-skirt, a white blouse top and a gray girdle. With hoop earrings and sparse amounts of purple eye shadow, she looked like a high class secretary. Stacey even put a steel headband in Jenny's hair and made sure she put on black leather boots. Stacey even did the makeup for her, Jenny in fact was tied to a chair for most of it. Still tape gagged, Stacey groped her and pinched her nipples, Jenny cried out for dramatic effect. Stacey knew she would have to do the lipstick after, but she could leave that task to Jenny. While Jenny was still bound and gagged, Stacey slipped on a silver mini-dress and matching shoes and purse. She then say on Jenny's lap and removed the gag. 

Stacey: "I do not want your hair to get messed up sweetie, so were just going to make out." 

Jenny: "Thank you Mistress." 

Stacey lifted Jenny using her training she had learned when she was in nursing, with perfect leverage she laid Jenny on a recliner and pushed forward leaning her back and then kissed her. It was a sensual kiss, nothing with the licking or tongue twirling, just a soft romantic kiss. Jenny's bottom tingled and she shifted around in her tight restraints, even let a giggle slip out. Stacey giggled back. Then she shushed her. The lights were dimmed by a remote control Stacey had on the coffee table nearby, so she had the romantic atmosphere she wanted. The rain outside did not kill the mood. Jenny wiggled like a fly caught in a web, knowing how much Stacey enjoyed it, she arched her back, exposing her neck. Stacey kissed her jaw bone and worked her way down to her cleavage and back up toward her ear lobe. Stacey nuzzled and kissed her there, and then back to her lips. Jenny then began to nuzzle Stacey, Stacey groped her in turn and felt her up gently, massaging her breasts and back muscles. Jenny felt the tension bubbles pop like balloons, her back now felt liquid and she was able to sleep on the chair, Stacey slid her over and continued to fondle her. The two of them fell asleep side by side. Jenny loved being tied up and felt completely at ease. Stacey felt empowered, like she was the most prestigious person on earth. She had her hand on Jenny's side, not letting go because it felt so warm and soft.