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Leelee Ch. 01

By: StoryTeller07



While out shopping Lee Ann tried on a loose top in a changing room. The one she was wearing was too tight, after having her nipple's pierced. 

The idea was to de-sensitize them, and she really hoped it would work. The woman in a magazine article had found it a great relief, after years of discomfort. Hoping it would help her too, she made the daunting visit to a tattoo parlor. Twice she had walked passed, unable to enter the small store, eventually plucking up courage to enter.

A tall black girl pulled back the curtain and asked if she needed help. The blouse was buttoned up the back, so she let her fasten it. The girl was full of chatty banter, which she hardly listened to. 

Her nipples were aching from the piercings. Through the material and padded bra, she could see her swollen nipples. They looked misshapen, with the little rings through them. Lee Ann was embarrassed when the girl commented on them.

"Did you get them done in Andrews tattoo parlor?" she asked.

"Yes, just a little while ago. That's why I'm looking for a blouse," Lee Ann explained.

"You're brave, I could never do that. Did it hurt much. They look sore, are they painful?" she asked.

The young girl sounded so casual and disarming, Lee Ann found herself admitting why she had them done. She didn't tell her everything though. She just said they were too sensitive, and hoped this would help.

"My names Maria, by the way," she said, looking over Lee Ann's shoulder into the mirror. 

Lee Ann wanly smiled, letting her know how disinterested she was. She wasn't in a hurry, but the girl seemed to be taking a long time. She wanted to tell her to shut up and get on with it.

"Well done you. Poor titties, they look so hurt," the girl cooed. 

From behind Lee Ann, the girl gently cupped her breasts and nipples. The shock of seeing a pair of black hands, touching her over the white blouse, stunned her. The smooth light caresses lulled her.

"Does that feel better?" Maria asked.

Instead of pushing the intruding hands away, Lee Ann simply nodded her head. The girl had such a light touch, it did feeling soothing. Maybe the piercing had worked already. Usually she became aroused from having her breasts handled. Though it was more from having the nipples pinched and mauled by a boyfriend.

This was different, it was more like a therapeutic massage. 

The girl pulled her tighter, embracing her. She could feel the girls large breasts against her back, maybe even hard nipples, or was it her imagination. She thought it was safe enough letting a girl do this to her, as it was only boyfriends that excited her.

It was still wrong. She should be objecting, pushing her away. Lee Ann felt helpless, as the girl talked calmly to her, as though she were merely doing a pedicure. 

"They certainly swell up, have they always been this big?" Maria asked.

"Err, no," Lee Ann stammered.

"Perhaps it's just the piercing," Maria suggested.

"You don't need to do that. Can you let me go now," Lee Ann asked.

She should have told her, not pleaded with her. Her voice sounded so thin and fragile. The sensations were so powerful, it felt as though she had been drugged. At least she wasn't becoming over excited, though her breathing rate was just short of panting. 

"You like it, don't you?" Maria asked her, demanding an answer. 

"Yes!" Lee Ann whispered, now definitely breathing heavily.

"You're a sexy little thing, aren't you?" the girl demanded. 

"Yes!" Lee Ann gasped, on feeling her nipples tweaked. 

The inflamed buds hurt, yet it was arousing. The damn girl was exciting her! 

She had thought it was only with a boyfriend this happened. She only had a little experience of men, but both had been interested in her breasts. They had inflamed them with caresses, and rough play. It always drove her wild, though she had managed to keep the guilty secret, pretending it was them that made her lose control.

At last the girl took her hands away. Lee Ann stood limp, with arms weak at her sides, unable to move. The girls strong hands gripped her shoulders to turn her around. Her t-shirt was pulled up, with the bra tugged underneath the light brown breasts. The large soft pillows were proudly pushed out at Lee Ann. 

With a hand behind Lee Ann's neck, the girl pulled her face into the deep cleavage. They were big and soft, with large, hard black nipples. The girl guided her head forcing her mouth onto a nipple. 

"Your turn," Maria simply stated. 

Unable to find the strength to resist, Lee Ann sucked on the girl's nipple. She no longer felt comforted from the nice massage, she was in shock. It had gone past embarrassment. She felt humiliated. Sucking on this young girls nipples was terrible. She had been coerced, somehow tricked into submitting to her. 

Sucking on the other big rubbery nipple at least meant the demeaning act would soon be over. 

"There, wasn't that nice," Maria smiled. "You'll have to pay for the blouse, then you can go," she pleasantly spoke. 

The demeaning attitude, telling her she was dismissed after sucking the girls nipples, left Lee Ann feeling belittled. She turned her head away, while the girl pulled her clothes together. She grabbed the old t-shirt, but before she could scurry away, the girl took hold of an arm.

"Don't I get a kiss, for letting you suck on my big lovely titties?" the girl asked, with a sour pout.

Lee Ann just wanted to run away, but the firm grip on her arm warned her, the ordeal wasn't over yet. On tiptoe she reached up to touch lips, as a parting peck, not friendly, just something to be endured.

The girl wrapped both arms around her, in a firm clinch, and sucked Lee Ann's tongue into her mouth. 

"Good girl, you taste sweet, not much of a smooch though," Maria laughed. 

Lee Ann hurried to the cash desk, with an awkward, half run, half walk. The tag was still on the blouse. Two customers were waiting behind her, as she awkwardly lifted the tag up to be removed. The assistant smirked at her, as the blouse was pulled tight, showing off the little nipple rings. 

Lee Ann's face turned from pale to puce, knowing the customers could see what she had done. They wouldn't know it was from desperation, rather than from a perverse fetish. The awful girl suddenly appeared at the desk, and Lee Ann studied her shoes, not daring to look at her.

"Give the kissy girl a discount, Bea. She's not much of a kisser but she has nice titties," the big black girl loudly said.

Lee Ann didn't hear a reaction from the other customers, she just imagined the shocked looks and smirks.

Sitting in her car, gripping the steering so tight her knuckles were white, Lee Ann cried. Big wet tears silently dropped from slits of eyes. Why on earth had she let that bully intimidate her. She was a mature woman, yet she let a young eighteen year old push her around. She had been forced to do those things. 

She drove home, determined to put it behind her, and forget about it..Like so many other things in life, she would have to put it down to experience, and become stronger.

***

The manager had been sorry, but being the last in, she was the first out. Although not entitled to anything, a small redundancy amount was granted, on top of the usual month's salary.

The only reason she had left the last job, was because the boyfriend insisted, after their breakup. If she had still been there this wouldn't have happened, as she had five years service at that place. She was only twenty-six and already in the shit. No boyfriend, no job, and no prospects.

Something would have to be done, before she ran out of money to pay the rent. Everyone said it wasn't her fault, it was the slump. When she was hugged for the third time, a guy was a little too close for comfort. His tie pin rubbed her nipples, and jarred against a piercing ring. 

Both nipples responded, growing hard through the white blouse. She had to wear a sensible padded bra, to prevent such accidents. The piercings hadn't worked. The nipples were still sensitive, maybe more so. Making her excuses she picked up the cardboard box, covering her embarrassment, and quickly left.

Lee Ann left the office building carrying a cardboard box. It felt as though she carried all her worldly belongings. She became angry, and heaved the box into a garbage skip. It didn't help. The anger seethed within her. She should have put up more of a fight, maybe got some more money out of them.

She stood staring into a store front, not seeing anything, just thinking through her bad luck. After awhile she noticed the window displays, and recognised them. She looked around, noting she had wandered into the mall, not remembering the walk there.

Without a regular income, being here was more than useless, it was a reminder of the difficult situation. Passing the door she noticed someone waving at her. It was that damn girl! She halted in mid step, shocked from a recent memory. Her mind was being flooded by feelings of humiliation, fueling the anger. 

"Damn!" Lee Ann exploded. She should have stood up to the rude girl. She was just a kid compared to her. Marching into the store, with a look of determination and a purposeful stride, her anger was about to explode. It was a matter of pride. The girl had touched her nipples while still very sensitive from being pierced. 

It was a weak point with her. Lee Ann's nipples were so sensitive when pulled or tweaked, at times it seemed to stun her. 

"Hello, GIRL, we need to talk," Lee Ann's face must have been fierce, for the girl looked troubled. 

"We can't talk here, you'll have to come back," Maria said, looking shifty. 

Determined to put the girl right, she locked the door, and turned on her. 

"No need to worry about customers, we can talk in the back room," Lee Ann said, feeling proud of her assertiveness. 

The girl meekly followed, giving her a great sense of confidence. No sooner were they in through the door than the girl wrapped both arms around her, and gripped her nipples. 

"Hey stop that!" Lee Ann complained. The fierceness in her voice had evaporated. 

"I noticed how hot you got when I pulled them before. Wow! They sure do swell up," the girl commented. "It's no good squirming, you're just pulling your own nipples," she added.

Lee Ann watched a hand pull the shirt out of the skirt to reach inside. The other hand pulled it up over her head. The bra was quickly pulled off while she tried to escape. The girl was bigger and stronger than her, yet hat was no excuse. She should have shouted and demanded to be released. Lee Ann was stunned from being so quickly stripped to the waist. 

"Please, let me go, please," Lee Ann whimpered. All confidence was gone now. In a mirror she watched the girls hands manipulate her breasts, pulling on her nipples, rubbing them, squishing her breast, then the other. She was working her hard and Lee Ann was lost to the wonderful sensations. 

"You love it don't you," Maria demanded.

"No! You must stop, please, let me go!" Lee Ann pleaded. 

She tried to squirm away from the big girl. She was nearly six foot, with a muscular frame. Lee Ann was a mere five-four with a slight figure, except for her breasts, which looked out of proportion. As a mature woman she should have kept control of the situation, with words if nothing else.

From a jeans pocket Maria hooked out a phone, and pushed it into Lee Ann's face. Lee Ann couldn't focus until the girl pulled it away, and she gasped. It was a video of all that she had done in the changing room. 

Damn! The girl didn't say anything, but Lee Ann could feel the awful smirk of triumph behind her. 

"Take off that crap skirt," the girl demanded. 

"I can't, your just a girl, you can't tell me what to do!" Lee Ann stated, trying to sound confident, only sounding pathetic.

"I lifted your phone. So now I can send the video to your friends, family, boyfriend, job, who else?" she grinned.

"I haven't got a job, I was made redundant," she whimpered, almost crying.

"So you came to me for comfort," the girl laughed.

"No! I came here to tell you off," she retorted.

"Get that skirt off. I'll get you a present, a nice dress, something pretty to cheer you up," the girl said, in a sympathetic tone. 

The demanding girl had her complying, despite the need to refuse. She fumbled with the zipper on the skirt. Hoping to get the humiliation over, and get out as quickly as possible. The girl almost ripped it from around her, when she moved too slowly. 

She wished she had worn a better pair of panties. Her nipples were still sore so she had worn an old bra that didn't match, leaving her feeling shabby. She felt naked and vulnerable. 

"I've got to go, I need to get home," Lee Ann tried to tell her. 

"If you're in a hurry to leave, best do as I say quickly," Maria growled at her.

"Get the panties off, I'll get you some expensive ones to cheer you up, a little present to remember me by," Maria ordered. 

The switching between sympathy and strict demands, had her mind in a whirl.

Lee Ann hurried to do as she was told, thinking this was the end of it. She looked up to see the girl had released her own huge breasts.

"Kiss my nipples," the girl ordered. 

Lee Ann was weak at the knees, but she managed to kiss the nipples pushed in her face. 

"Properly!" Maria demanded. The girl rubbed her breasts all over Lee Ann's face, almost smothering her in soft flesh. "Kiss and bite!" 

Lee did as she was told, thinking to escape all the sooner. She would have to steal her own phone back, and this girls phone, to make sure there was no evidence of her humiliation. 

"That was almost good," Maria laughed. "I'll get you a nice girly present," she said. 

Lee Ann was glad it was all over. She shook from the ordeal. The girl was right, she enjoyed having her breasts expertly handled. It was humbling to think this young girl could do what a past boyfriend had done to her. She was worked up and hated being so vulnerable.

She was fired up ready for anything. She had better not bump into a handsome young guy, the way she was right now. She cuddled her body, feeling more than naked. Why wasn't there anything to wear in here, this was a damn clothes shop. There was a box of hangers, and other stuff, but nothing she could wrap around her naked body. 

She felt a fool for letting an adolescent take over like that. The damn girl had stripped her naked, in a crummy store room. It was humiliating, and infuriating, to be treated like her little friend, when she was a mature, older woman. Where was the respect she was due?

"You want these, and this?" the girl asked, holding up a pair of panties, and a phone. 

Lee Ann reluctantly nodded, looking sorry for herself. She was feeling so very vulnerable. She was naked, and the girl had something over her. 

"Lick my pussy, and do it well," the girl demanded.

"I can't, I'm a woman, not some lesbian lover girly," Lee Ann protested. 

"Off you go then, you useless whining lump," Maria shouted at her. 

The girl gripped an arm, leading her from the store room. In the bright lights anyone looking in would see her naked body. Terrified, Lee Ann tried to protest, only the panic had struck her dumb . It was so outrageous her brain couldn't cope. 

By the door Lee Ann finally gained her voice. "Please don't send me out there! Please, let me suck your pussy," Lee Ann whined. She was willing to say anything to keep from being turned out into the busy mall. A couple of young guys had noticed her, and were pointing.

"That's a good idea, about being my girly," Maria laughed, and looked at Lee Ann with a mean expression.

Lee Ann wrapped her arms around her naked body, knowing she was beaten. 

"Please Maria, don't send me out there. Keep me here to suck your pussy, please," Lee Ann said, playing up to her.

"Kiss my pussy, girly," Maria ordered.

Under the bright lights of the store, Lee Ann sank to her knees, and pecked at the girls pussy. She had never tasted one before, and didn't much care for it. Especially when a young girl was forcing her into the demeaning act. 

Damn and shit! She was in a well lit store, with people walking by outside. She was not only naked, she was on hands and knees, kissing a girls pussy. For hell's sake! Any moment someone might come to the door and see her. 

"That's enough, crawl with me to the store room," Maria ordered. Once there, Maria kept her on hands and knees. Lee Ann had become docile and compliant, under such dire threats. 

"What do you say, pathetic girly?" Maria nicely asked.

"Thank you Maria," Lee Ann answered, playing along. 

"Go on, little pussy licker," Maria cajoled her.

"Thank you for letting me lick your pussy," Lee Ann murmured.

She stifled a sob. She had given in fighting the girl, if she had ever really tried. As soon as she had some clothes, she would run for dear life. Maybe even shout at the evil girl on the way out. This humiliating situation was all because her nipples were so sensitive. 

"So where is your boyfriend?" Maria asked.

"We split up a few weeks ago. I changed jobs when we split up, now this new job has finished," Lee Ann said. She was hoping for some compassion, though she sounded defeated.

"Can I have my clothes back, please," Lee Ann said, looking up at the girl, trying for a winning look, as though she were a favourite pet. 

The double humiliation hit her hard. This young girl had stripped her naked, and behaving like a stupid little girly friend. She had been tricked all along, while the girl concentrated on the single purpose of humiliating her.

"Sure, lovely girly, you have done well. You can have some clothes. I've got to close the store now. Why don't you sit up and beg for me, just this once, before you go," the girl said.

As humiliating as it was Lee Ann dare not anger her. The thought of being thrown out without a stitch to wear was horrible, a real nightmare. She sat back on her haunches, with both arms up like a cute, pet bitch, begging for food scraps. The humiliation hit her hard, but she whimpered and woofed as commanded. 

The girl patted her head in the most condescending way possible. She held her chin with one hand and stroked her breasts with the other. Lee Ann kept telling herself it was nearly all over. Just go along with it, as closing time would be here and she could go. It could all be forgotten once safely home.

"You just love being a cute little pet-girl don't you," the girl commented, still gripping her chin hard, indicating an answer was required.

"Yes," Lee Ann murmured.

"You would love to be a pet-girl simply forever wouldn't you, lovely girly," she again demanded an answer.

"Yes mistress, I'd love to be your pet-girl forever and ever," Lee Ann said, beginning to wonder at this girls game. 

The girl pointed Lee Ann's face at a camera, to show her this demeaning act was caught forever. 

"I like to play games, little pet girly," Maria explained, while squeezing a nipple. 

A mixture of fear and arousal on Lee Ann's face amused the girl. Lee Ann was prepared to do anything to get that camera phone. She would kiss the girls ass to escape her. The demeaning thought made her cringe. She was going to have to get her nipples seen to somehow, as this weakness had proved costly. 

"We've had so much fun, but it's time to go," Maria announced. 

Lee Ann was so pleased, she wagged a non-existent tail. A loud buzzer sounded stunning Lee Ann into stillness. 

"That's the manager. Oh! Hell! If he catches you here he'll throw you out, as you are," Maria said. 

The tone of voice and hurried instructions panicked Lee Ann. The girl led her to a corner of the storeroom. 

"Quickly hide in here, he won't be long, then you can get dressed and go," the girl hurriedly instructed. 

Lee Ann crawled into the corner behind a packing case, thankful to the girl for hiding her. The buzzer sounded a couple of times, hurrying them up.


Leelee Ch. 01



"In further, I can see your ass," Maria instructed. Lee Ann pushed into the corner, to find the inside of an empty packing case. She was pleased to crawl in, feeling hidden and safe, as though it were a childhood den. 

"Careful, I'll drop the lid to hide you better," Maria warned, making Lee Ann squeeze up. 

She sat with her knees up under her chin, trying to bring her breathing under control. She dare not make a sound. The outside door opened, with the sounds of outside intruding. The door led to the loading bay for all the stores this side of the mall. It banged closed, and she heard a man's voice.

"Everything OK?" he asked. The Latino accent was light and airy. . "Sure, no problems. I've locked up and the cash is in the safe," Maria told him. 

"Can you help me with this box?" Maria asked.

Lee Ann listened intently. The box leaned back, squashing her to one side. She saw how solid the panels were that enclosed her. The panel that the girl slid down was locked in place. Although she was pleased to be escaping, it was frightening to be trapped naked in a box.

Her breathing became rapid, with her heart thumping heavily in her chest. She felt like a jack rabbit, ready to jump out. 

"No! Please!" she quietly cried. 

A thump on the side of the box, and a violent shake seemed to stop her heart for a moment. She held her breath, not daring to make a sound. She was trapped in a box, being carted out the back of the store! She could hear slow moving traffic. She opened her mouth to scream her lungs out. 

The sound of a roller shutter at the back of a truck, came crashing down, frightening her out of her wits. It drowned out her sobbing.

Again the she was squashed up against a side of the box. A trolley wheel squeaked as it shuddered over the rough ground of a parking lot. The box, and Lee Ann, bumped along until smooth tiles were felt. The feel of soft carpet announced they were inside a house.

Lee Ann looked in fear at a crack of light, thrust into the box, as the lid moved then stuck. It might not be the horrid girl. It could be anyone. She had been spirited away, naked and helpless, with no one knowing where she was. It could be the manager of the store opening the box, ready to keep her a prisoner. 

With a screech of wood on wood, the lid slid free. Lee Ann kept her eyes closed, unable to face up to her wild thoughts.

"There! Safe and sound now," Maria smiled. "What a nice gift for me. A little girly doll, for me to play with," she added.

"Where am I?" Lee Ann timidly asked. 

Maria helped her out, leaving her to stand in the middle of a lounge. Lee Ann wasn't thinking straight. She was in shock. She scanned the unfamiliar place, seeing a tidy comfortable room. She heard the girl drag the box away. It all seemed perfectly reasonable and ordinary, except she was naked, and didn't know where she was.

"What do you like? Tea or coffee?" Maria happily asked. 

"Clothes!" Lee Ann replied too loudly, and looked frightened of her own voice. 

"Well, I want a coffee. As a thank you for the rescue, you will make it," Maria warmly said. She was pleased with the way things went. She knew the woman would be back, and the timing couldn't have been better. In any case, she would have bullied the stupid woman into coming here, even if the manager hadn't turned up on queue. 

He knew she played naughty games, and just thought this was another of her little friends in the box. To keep him happy, she had let him play with one last week, before letting her go. This replacement fit the bill perfectly. She was a little thing, just about the right size, which would save buying new clothes.

"Come along, I'll show you the kitchen," Maria smiled. 

In a stunned silence, Lee Ann followed the girl around the apartment, hardly hearing the girls endless chatter. She was still naked, but gave up trying to cover her body. The girl took little notice, letting her get used to it. Maria kept up a barrage of instructions, interspersed with harmless chat. 

"It makes sense. Since Julia has gone, I need someone to share. You need to save some money until you get a job. We'll get your things and move you in, while I've got the van," Maria explained.

"This will be your room. There's some clothes left in here, something might fit," Maria said, pulling something from the closet.

"Put this on, it's better than nothing," she commiserated. It was one of her favorite outfits, worn by the previous girl. 

Lee Ann didn't care what it was. Pulling it on over her head, she found it was a bright pink dress, with ribbons adorning it. Something a little girl might wear to a friend's birthday party, if she were unlucky, or had bad taste. The top fit tight over her bust, and flared out to a wide fluffy hem. She pulled at the hem, trying to cover her thighs, only that was all there was of it. 

It floated high, only just covering her bottom. The feathery hem tickled her cheeks. If she twirled, even slowly, it would rise up to show off a fancy pair of panties. Only she wasn't wearing any.

"You look so sweet and frilly in that outfit. Simply adorable. A lovely little girly!" Maria gushed.

Lee Ann felt pathetic. The obnoxious girl had said she was taking her home, so it would have to be endured until they arrived. If anyone saw her like this, she would die of shame.

The walk through the apartment parking lot was an agony of embarrassment. It seemed impossible to decently cover her privacy, with the hem floating up all around her body. In the large van she felt small and fragile. She replied to the girl with monosyllabic answers. A sign of her compliant state, and swirling thoughts.

There was no escaping her in the apartment. She was too strong to resist, physically and mentally. She had been defeated at every turn. The damn girl plugged the phone into the TV, and made her sit through the damning video. 

On the big screen she pathetically begged to be the girls little pet, followed by a shot of her crawling into the box. Being taken out of the box at the apartment, the girl declared she was a doll and a present. It looked so damning, the girl had been clever, so there was no way she could complain about being kidnapped. 

"It's a bit shaky in places, but not bad for a phone," Maria commented. "Just as long as you do as your told, your naughty secret is safe with me," she confided. "Be a good little girl, and I'll look after you," she added.

Lee Ann felt like bursting into tears, only she was all dried out. Feeling flat, she moved on automatic pilot, manipulated by the energetic chirpy girl. A few essentials were packed, and they were ready to go.

As soon as they arrived back at the girls apartment, Maria didn't give her a chance to recover, as she kept up the usual barrage of instructions. Before she knew it, the girl was dressing her up, like a doll. One outfit after another was tried on, becoming ever more to the girls liking, not hers. 

"That looks great! We'll go shopping tomorrow. I have a good idea now, how I want you to look," she smiled. 

Lee Ann wondered what she had gotten into. The girl was treating her like a little pet, rather than with the respect an older woman deserved. There was something about her enthusiasm, and domineering attitude that couldn't be refused. She tried to resist, but it was impossible, so she just went along with what the girl wanted. 

Next morning, after a troubled sleep, the nightmare continued.

In dismay she watched her sensible work clothes being trashed. Surely she couldn't go shopping looking like this? The girl had her hair made up with cute pigtails. She wore a boob tube, with a tiny skirt, showing off too much leg, midriff, and everything else. The tiny panties she had on were unsuitable for the apartment, let alone going out. 

When she prepared breakfast, instead of sitting down to eat, the girl made her serve her, like a maid. She knew then she had been moved in to serve this young girl, to be her humble household girly, and a pathetic little pet. 

A protest was attempted, only yet again she was talked down to, leaving her feeling small and pathetic. This wasn't right, she had to get out of there. She had to make a stand while there was still an apartment to go back to.

"Come here, now!" Maria demanded. She looked so angry Lee Ann stammered, from feeling scared, like a young school girl. Maria grabbed her arm and pulled her over her lap. 

"Hey! No! You can't," Lee Ann protested.

The girl was slapping her bottom, punishing her, spanking her like a naughty little girl. 

"Please, Maria, please don't hurt me!" Lee Ann squawked. The slap of a hand sounded loud in her ears, as it was all she could hear. A stinging bottom raged behind her. Her eyes were shut tight, while words tumbled from her lips, saying what she thought Maria wanted to hear.

"Please, Maria, I'll be a good girl, please don't spank me. I'll do as I'm told, honest, please, Maria. I'll be your good little girl, and obey you," Lee Ann cried.

Pushed off her lap, Lee Ann stood before her, feeling even more like a young school girl before an angry parent. 

This was all wrong! She was a mature woman, not a young girl to be ordered around and spanked for being naughty. She was dressed like a slut, and had been spanked, pushing her into the role, deeper and deeper. Lee Ann couldn't escape being dominated, being taken over by this rough adolescent. She felt pathetic, yet excited and so worked up.

"Stand by me right here," Maria demanded, with a pointing finger. With head bowed, feeing cowed and fragile, Lee Ann did as she was told. The girls hand wandered up the tiny skirt, pushing the crotch of the thong to one side. 

"I thought so! You are soaking wet! My fingers easily slipped inside you. You're so sexed up! You're a naughty little slut of a girl, what are you?" Maria demanded.

"I'm a naughty little slut of a girl," Lee Ann shamefully admitted. "Please don't spank me, Maria. I promise to try and be a good girl in future, honest," Lee Ann quickly added.

The damn bully was right she was wet and hot. How could that have happened? The idea of having an adolescent fingering her was dreadful. Letting it happen was disgraceful. Lee Ann was squirming on the probing fingers, wriggling her hips as though trying to free herself of the intrusion. When a thumb found her swollen sensitive clitoris she froze, and drew a deep noisy breath.

While holding her in place, like pinned butterfly, Maria pinched a nipple. 

"You like being fingered, but can't resist having your nipples pinched, can you?" Maria demanded an answer.

"Yes!" Lee Ann let out a strangled word, between panting breaths.

"Tell me!" Maria demanded.

"I like my nipples pinched," Lee Ann replied, with an anguish laden voice.

"More!" Maria laughed, while pushing harder up inside, and firmly rotating a thumb over her bud.

"Yes, yes! My pussy likes it too," Lee Ann squealed. 

Maria pulled the boob tube up, to massaged her tits. She grabbed a peg off the table and clamped it on Lee Ann's nipple. Then the other. She let go of her victims crotch, before the woman had a chance to cum.

"That will remind you what you are," the girl laughed.

Lee Ann squealed with pain, and from the indignity of it. Her legs shook, threatening to give way. The girl pulled her panties into place, playfully patting her swollen lips. She felt how wet she was, having soaked the cotton, form being dripping wet. It was so very humiliating to have been brought so close, so out of control, by an adolescent. She couldn't cry, complain, or react at all.

"We're going shopping now, little girl. You need a new outfit, something really slutty will suit you, or should I say me!" she laughed. 

Lee Ann cringed at the thought of what this young girl was going to put her through. It was bad enough being so badly treated in the apartment, but outside, where others could see her shame, would be so very much worse. 

"Oh! Please Maria, don't take me out dressed like this! Pleeeaasse!" Lee Ann begged. 

"Enough of your pathetic whining little girl. I can't call you little girl, you need a name, something befitting your status . . . Leelee, that's it. You're a pathetic little slut, but don't worry, I'll look after you. Leelee. No need to think with that dumb head of yours, your mine now, so you will do exactly as I say," she pointed out, while releasing the nipples. 

Leelee shivered from the pain coursing from both nipples, rushing from them through her body.

"You, Leelee, will call me mistress, understood?" Maria demanded. She knew the new name would push her into place, and having to call her mistress, would set their relationship.

"Yes, mistress," Leelee answered.

Maria pinched a nipple and twisted it, releasing a wail of pain.

"Yes, mistress, Leelee loves her new name, mistress," Leelee quickly added.

Leelee's arousal was almost overpowering. The girl knew exactly how to work her up, overriding her natural reserve, forcing her to submit. 

"Take my t-shirt off Leelee. Now, suck on my breasts like a good little girl. That's it, lick them, like a good little Leelee. Are, you're such a good little pet! I bet you'll make a good pussy sucker!" Maria contentedly sighed.

"Thank you mistress," Leelee answered, from around plump nipple. The heartfelt sincerity of the reply was a surprise, telling Leelee how deeply under the young girls influence she had become. She continued to suck and lick the large soft breasts, not daring to stop, until given permission. 

In the mall Leelee contemplated her new life. She had a pathetic sounding name to match her demeanor. The way she behaved with her mistress was dreadful. The girl kept her on her toes, keeping her submissive, and wondering what humiliation would be delivered next. 

Men and boys were staring at her, examining her body as they both shopped. Her mistress led her around by the hand, as though she were a little girl. Being dressed like a little slut of a girl, by a strong authority figure, had her feeling like a kid. 

The power and influence of adulthood had been stripped away, leaving her bereft of confidence. She was a young child, dependent upon her mistress for every decision in her life. What to wear, how to behave, and even how to talk, was being dictated to her. Every mistake threatened a punishment. Infringements of her mistress's rules were being stored up, for a spanking once home.

"You'll have to have a collar and leash, Leelee," mistress explained. 

The thought of being led around like a pet on a leash was dreadful, but she knew it would be done, and she would have to accept it. She just hoped it wouldn't be here in the mall.

"We'll go to a joke shop and get you one of those throat things puppeteers use. It will alter your voice, so you sound like a silly little girly," mistress informed her. 

Leelee cringed at the thought of such a demeaning idea. She hoped it was just another threat, and her mistress would forget about it.

In a store a friend of her mistress greeted them. "Who's this then, your latest conquest?" Gemma asked. "What happened to the last one?"

"I got bored with her, and sold her on. She fetched a good price in a slave auction. I'm spending some of the money on new outfits for this one. She's a natural submissive, so won't need much training at all," Maria explained.

Leelee was astonished. It confirmed without doubt, that her mistress was experienced, and explained why she had been so easily trapped. 

She would have to try harder to keep her mistress happy, or face a dire future as a slave girl. Being sold in an auction to a stranger would be absolutely devastating. Being sold on, from stranger to stranger in slave auctions, meant she would be a slave for the rest of her life. 

No more decisions to be made, nothing to do but please a mistress or master. She would have to learn a new mistresses whims, and pleasure them, however obscene they were. How had she gotten into this dire mess?

"What are you going to train her as?" Gemma asked.

"She has big puppy eyes, look how innocent she looks. I'm thinking of making her into a puppy-girl, what do you think?" mistress asked.

They were talking about her as though she were nothing but a little pet, as though she weren't there, not deserving of consideration at all. These two young girls were so callous, it revealed her terrible fate. Her new life ahead looked bleak, if this was how she would be treated from now on. 

"Take those clothes off, and put on this dress, Leelee," Maria casually told her. 

The little dress handed to her seemed far too small. The stretchy sheath had an inbuilt push up bra, squeezing her breasts into a long, deep cleavage. It was very short, with the hem pulling at the bottom of her cheeks, cupping them in a very rude way. 

"Nice, very nice," mistress cooed, as she pumped her pets bottom. Gemma pinched her nipples, to get them hard, so they pushed through the thin stretchy material.

"You'll have to get her some panties, with that short hem. It'll ride up to show them off as she walks," Gemma suggested.

"No way! My pet-girl won't be wearing underwear from now on. Walk around the store, Leelee," mistress ordered. 

Leelee could feel the dress pulling at the bottom of her cheeks, and riding up at the front, as she obediently walked around the store. The women in the store gave her dirty looks, especially the ones with boyfriends staring through the window. 

As she walked passed a mirror she realized how bad she looked. The thin white material showed off her body to anyone who cared to look, and it seemed everyone wanted to. Either to ogle her body, or call her a dirty slut. The hem at the back was caught under her cheeks, whereas the front rode up, threatening to show off her pussy. It was already showing the dark patch of a hairy snatch. 

"I'll have to get that shaved, I can't stand a hairy pussy," Maria said, with disdain. "I'll have to get her pierced as well, and a branding too," she mused.

Leelee had a new little girly name, and was being dressed by these two young girls. Her whole life had been turned upside down. Her pussy was flowing from the lewd exhibition, and from having her nipples tweaked so roughly. Unable to resist them, she almost cried in shame from giving in so completely to this inhuman treatment. 

Only a short while ago she was a responsible woman, a free person, making her own decisions. Now, she was nothing more than a toy for these young girls to play with. Playing dress-up was one thing, but her mistress was talking about marking her, and how she was going to teach her to suck pussy. Gemma was going to come round this evening to join in the so-called fun!

She knew how self-centered and irresponsible adolescents could be from when she was at school. Being so small she had been subjected to jokes and bullying. When her breasts blossomed and continued to grow, at least the boys had taken an interest. That only made the girls even worse. 

The two of them were excited from controlling an adult, an older woman, having her at their mercy. Their conversation was lurid and nasty, teasing her mercilessly. 

"You had better be a good girl, and obey your mistress, or she will sell you into slavery," Gemma warned her. "Do as your told, and be enthusiastic, so she doesn't get bored with you," Gemma added. 

There was nothing Leelee could do but nod her head. She was trapped and helpless, in an ever tightening grip of control, fed by arousal and her submissiveness. 

Maria took Leelee to a pet shop without hiding her intentions at all. The guy serving looked shocked when they walked in, unable to take his eyes off Leelee. The lights shone through the white sheath dress, showing off her naked body. The image was so very alluring, he openly stared. 

When Maria started choosing a collar for her, Leelee was so embarrassed, she withdrew into a shell. It was the only means of escaping the horrid experience. Maria pinched a nipple to gain her attention. 




Leelee Ch. 01



"Sorry, mistress," Leelee quickly responded. 

In the small store, she had to get on hands and knees, to crawl backwards into a pet cage. She looked up at the guy and her mistress, looking pathetic, behind a mesh door. When it was purchased the guy kept making mistakes with the bill. Her mistress didn't make it a secret that the collar, leash, and cage, were for her new pet, Leelee. 

"My pet Leelee needs a cock. Do you mind taking her into the store room?" Maria casually said. 

The guy couldn't answer, he just nodded. 

"Be a good pet-girl, and suck him off. Do a good job and you're mistress will be pleased," Maria warned her. "You don't want me to spank you right here do you?"

In a state of utter anguish Leelee followed the guy through the hanging beads, into a store room. He slumped into a chair, looking up at her with an anxious look on his face. Wanting to get it over with, Leelee quickly got on her knees to open his jeans.  

She was a responsible, decent woman, and that girl had her performing like a whore. She didn't want her bottom spanked in public, and didn't dare to upset her. The thought of being sold in an auction, kept her in line. The thought of being controlled so completely by the young girl, had her quaking with fear and arousal. 

She was in a continuous state of excitement, brought to a pitch, just below an orgasm. Every time her mistress casually pinched a nipple, or submitted her to another humiliating experience, it heated her up. 

It kept her thoughts in a whirl, keeping her submissive. As an adult woman it was terribly demeaning, to be tormented and controlled by an adolescent. It was impossible to fight back, or even think of asserting herself. 

She grabbed the hard cock and licked it. At least it was clean. She bobbed her head up and down his cock, trying not to think about what was happening, otherwise she might have burst into tears. She had hardly ever performed such a demeaning act, even with a boyfriend, yet she was being forced to perform with a complete stranger. 

The callous youth was just using her, reinforcing the role of being just a stupid girl, no longer able to make the slightest decision in life. From now on, everything she did would be controlled by a young irresponsible girl. She was just a toy to be played with, an object to be manipulated and controlled. 

The guy spurted his cum into her mouth. She rocked back on her haunches, and opened her mouth, to display his sperm on her tongue. This hadn't been demanded of her, she had fell into the role of pet-girl. So heavily submissive had she become, she behaved and started to think like a humble pet. 

Thankfully he said nothing, too shocked over what the beautiful young woman had done. The worried look was replaced by a grin of satisfaction. Trotting back to her mistress, Leelee hung her head in shame. 

"Mop up that mess, on your chin," Maria scolded her. 

Leelee spooned up the guys cum, and licked her fingers. There were customers waiting to be served, and Leelee dare not look at their shocked stares. 

"That covers the bill," Maria stated, with a roguish smile. 

As they walked out Maria patted her bare bottom up the short hem. "Good girl. Your mistress is going to save a lot of money during this afternoon's shopping spree," she laughed.

Leelee inwardly groaned, now knowing she was going to be whored for clothes, and anything else her mistress wanted to buy. They were heading toward a sex shop, and Leelee nearly collapsed. She caught up with her mistress, breathing heavily, not looking forward to trying out the clothing and gadgets in such a place.

Leelee timidly followed her mistress into the sex store, hardly able to look around at the assortment of naughty things displayed. She had always been too timid to enter such a place, but was given no choice. It was exciting, and her nipples protruded through the thin dress, revealing a high state of arousal. 

It was terrible knowing all this young girl had to do was pinch her nippers to have her aroused, and that her mistress knew what she was doing to her. Of course it was more than that, it was the way she took charge, and demanded obedience, that left her feeling so helpless. 

With head bowed, not daring to look around, she waited while her mistress swished through the clothing hanging on a rail. 

"This is it. Perfect for my little pet," Maria announced. "Go try it on. Now!" Maria demanded. 

While Leelee ran to the changing room, Maria selected some devices and another outfit. It was easy getting undressed when just wearing a dress, without underwear. 

The woolly one piece suit fitted her, so there was no excuse not to put it on. It was a puppy costume! Just her mouth was showing, with almost everything else, from head to toe covered in fur. As expected there was a gap for her pussy and bottom, and her breasts were pushed out on show. 

"Wonderful!" Maria declared. "Turn around, quickly, you stupid animal," Maria chuckled. "Bend over and hold your cheeks apart," she demanded. 

Leelee turned her head to see over her shoulder, the curtain was wide open, and a man was standing watching them. She faced forward, too embarrassed to endure it. 

In the mirror she could see him, staring at her bottom and pussy. She wanted to look away, but couldn't. He looked in her eyes, as though to say I can see it all, and know what is about to happen to you. Although it was agonizing she couldn't shut her eyes, or break from his stare. 

Her mistress rubbed grease over her asshole, and pushed a finger up inside her. A hard object was pushed against her little virgin hole. During this torture, the stranger stared at her, locking eyes, with a grin on his face. It entered her, and she felt it lock in place, when her sphincter closed around a hard rubber flange.

"Up you get, little puppy-girl," Maria encouraged. "Look over your shoulder, in the mirror," she said. 

Leelee dragged her eyes away from the stranger leering at her. In the mirror she saw the hurtful thing sticking out of her bottom; a tail! She had a big fluffy tail sticking up from her bottom! The disgrace of it was hard to comprehend. 

"Down on all fours, puppy-girl," Maria ordered. It was difficult, with the butt plug stuck up her ass, as it hurt. 

"Don't worry, you'll get used to it," Maria advised.

Lifting each hand and foot in turn, Maria fitted mittens to them. Now she was physically helpless as well as mentally helpless. With them clasped around ankles and wrists, she couldn't use her hands to free herself. The collar had been worn from the pet store, now mistress attached the leash. In dismay, her mistress pulled her from the little cubicle. 

"Here, take my puppy for a walk around the store," Maria told the stranger. 

"Be a good little puppy-girl, and do as your told, obey the nice man. Go on, crawl, puppy-girl. It's name is Leelee. It isn't used to the leash yet, so take it slow. Oh! Look how wet its big fat pussy is! It swells up so big when ready for it, just like its nipples!" Maria pointed out. 

She ruffled Leelee's head, making silly noises to her, as though she were a puppy. 

"Bark for your mistress," Maria said. By now a group of strangers had gathered around to watch the show. Maria was playing up to them, showing off her latest conquest. 

Leelee was devastated, trying to shrink away from the attention.

Maria slapped her ass hard. "Be a good little puppy and bark. That's it, and wag your new tail. Good little puppy. I'll buy you a nice big dildo to fill that gaping cunt of yours. Don't worry, I'm sure the nice man will look after you," Maria said, and walked off to a wall rack, decorated with obscene dildos. 

Out of sight, at the back of the store, Leelee was frightened. The man had heard her mistress say she was to obey him. She had also pointed out to everyone how wet and ready her pussy was. 

He pulled on the leash, making her crawl in the opposite direction from her mistress. The mittens were soft, and thickly padded, so she couldn't grip anything, effectively leaving her hands useless, except for crawling. There was no way of undoing them, or protecting herself from wandering hands. 

While she crawled beside the man, the other two followed, keeping a close eye on her rear, which wiggled as she crawled. She knew she was enticing them with the sight of her glistening pussy, looking so open, wet, and ready for use.

"She's a bitch on heat," one of them commented. 

"She needs mating," the other said. They weren't laughing now, as their tone of voice changed to a serious deeper sound. 

"I'm just the old dog to see she gets what she needs," a voice said.

"She'll bark for her mistress," the guy holding the leash warned him. 

"Then you had better fill her mouth so she can't," he replied. 

The man looked into her pleading eyes, thinking she was wanting it, rather than needing his protection. She watched him pull out his cock. Looking over her shoulder for her mistress, she saw another of them free his cock. Looking forward away from it, the man grabbed her head to guide his cock into her mouth. 

The other man grabbed her hips and plunged in. There was no playing around, they were just going to use her body. Between them her body rocked back and forth. She didn't need to do anything, they just pumped away at her mouth and pussy. 

She was just a dumb bitch on heat, being used. She felt the two of them stiffen, then cum into her. She had to swallow the strangers cum, and had to accept the load pumping into her vagina. 

Both men wiped their cocks in her fur and left. Having used her, they abandoned her, after tying the leash to a rail. 

"Help yourself, she's just a dirty bitch in heat," the first man said, before hurrying off. 

The oldest of the three decided to take his turn. He didn't like the look of her leaking pussy. He took hold of her head, and in resignation Leelee opened her mouth to suck on his old cock. 

He pulled out and spurted strings of spunk over her mouth and chin. Some went up her nose, making her choke with the acrid smell of his cum.

The fur covering her face took most of it. She looked up at him, and cringed. The old guy worked in her office! He was a consultant in the department and knew her well. Thank god he didn't recognize her! Although she had left the company, it would be devastatingly shameful to know they were discussing her foul behavior. 

That he had seen her being fucked by two strangers was devastating. She quietly whined, like a little puppy pinning for its mistress.

Before anyone else took her, Maria found her. 

"What have you been up to, you dirty bitch. I knew you were a stupid little bitch, just look at you. Leaking cum from both ends. Your mistress can't leave you alone for a minute, without you getting into trouble. From now on I'm keeping you on a short leash," Maria scolded her. 

Maria smiled behind her back. The woman was more than ever cowed. She had already been submissive, and after this, would be even more deeply dependent upon her for protection. 

In the changing cubicle the dress was put back on. The sperm on her face and between her legs was drying, forming a crust. 

"Just to remind you, that mess stays on. So does the leash," Maria bitingly told her.

On the way through the mall, everyone could see the leash, unable to mistake the collar for weird jewelry. The cum on her face was evident. The short dress didn't hide much of her cum encrusted thighs either. Maria sauntered along, not bothering to hurry. 

At last they reached the car, then home. 

Leelee felt sick. Never in her life had she contemplated such a humiliating day. Each one of the events was beyond anything she had fantasized, or would want to experience. 

Totally subdued she determined to please her mistress in all things, now knowing how badly and sadistically the young girl could punish her. From a responsible business woman, she had become this young girls plaything, to be tormented and demeaned. Now she was a willing little puppy-girl, unable to resist her mistress, eagerly willing to do her bidding to avoid punishment.



Leelee Ch. 02



Chapter 02

The woman is caged

Lee Ann had to do something. What had started out as an embarrassing situation rapidly turned into a dire humiliation. She had never been able to assert herself, tending to avoid confrontation by justifying a compromise as being diplomatic. This time it wasn't a superior position she had taken, it was weak and so very wrong.

Emerging from the shower, Lee Ann rehearsed a little speech, hoping to sound confident and determined. It was difficult to think straight, while suffering from the shock of behaving so badly. Having to wash sperm from her face and thighs was so demeaning, it took a great effort to regain some composure, when all she wanted to do was run and hide. If she had something to wear she would have run all the way across town to her apartment.

She took a deep breath to steady her nerves. With head held high she marched into the bedroom, still hoping Maria wouldn't be waiting. No such luck. The girl was there, smiling at her.

Standing in the doorway, Lee Ann put her hands on her hips, trying to strike a defiant pose. Not hiding her body was meant to show she could cope with being naked. 

"I'm going home. I won't stay here to be insulted. You don't want someone to share your apartment, you want a maid. I'm a mature woman, so you should treat me with respect. Your just a young girl, so cant order me around like a lowly maid. I'm not your little plaything to be manipulated. I'm a grown woman," Lee Ann forcefully stated. 

She glared at Maria, daring her to disagree. 

"Well, if that's what you really want, then go," Maria said, with a shrug of her shoulders.

They looked at each other, waiting for the other to make a first move. 

"You had better get dressed, or you'll be arrested," Maria smirked. 

This was unexpected, though she hadn't dare think how the girl might react. Maria stood aside, revealing clothes had been laid out on the bed. Not wanting to get too close to the big strong girl, she sidled toward the bed. A quick glance showed they weren't too bad, though they weren't her clothes. 

She glared at Maria, who took a step backward, giving her room.

She didn't care what the girl had chosen for her, just so long as she could get home. Still wary of the girl she snatched up what looked like underwear. It was a stretchy nylon body-stocking. Like a pair of tights she pulled it over a foot. In a nervous hurry to get dressed, she tumbled, and Maria caught her. 

"You're such a silly little thing, where do you think you are going?" Maria asked.

"Home, to my apartment!" Lee Ann said, with a wavering voice. The firm grip on her shoulders was a reminder how strong and powerful the girl was. The patronising tone of voice threatened to push her into that familiar, dreadful state of submission.

"Without the taxi fare, or keys to get in?" Maria sympathetically stated.

"Just so long as I'm away from here," Lee Ann quietly stated. Defiance was hard to maintain in the face of such a dominating figure.

"You don't have an apartment to go to, the lease has been terminated. I paid three months rent, as per the agreement, with one of your cheques," Maria stated. "The keys have been handed back. Don't worry little girl, I told you I would look after you," Maria soothingly said, while still holding onto her.

Lee Ann shivered in fear. If this was true, there was no place to escape to. She didn't have enough money for a new lease, and what she did have wouldn't last long, even in a cheap motel. 

"I have to go," Lee Ann whispered, more to herself than Maria. 

"Don't be silly, Leelee. The way you behaved this morning was so very bad. If you leave you'll end up whoring on the streets. Your such a naughty little thing. I'll look after you, and make sure you behave yourself," Maria firmly stated.

She didn't need reminding of that disgusting incident in the sex store. It kept resurfacing into her mind, threatening to shatter her existence. She was about to apologise to the girl, only just biting back the words. Why should she have to account of her actions to this harridan?

"You don't have any clothes, girl, besides what I give you. I threw out all those old fashioned dowdy outfits you brought here. You can't even dress yourself without falling over. You need me to look after you," Maria strongly spoke. 

She sat on the bed, still holding onto Leelee, positioning the little thing before her.

"Grip my shoulders, come on naughty girl, do as your told, quickly," Maria demanded. 

"Lift your foot, now the other one," Maria cajoled her. Pulling the sheer nylon up the woman's legs, she tugged it into place, lifting her up onto tip toe. Smoothing the edges of the split crotch, she smiled at the miserable looking woman. 

"There, there, Leelee, don't look so sad," Maria gripped her chin in one hand, and pinched a cheek with the other. "Little Leelee's mistress will look after her little pet girl. Don't worry your silly little head about a thing. Mistress will take care of everything, you'll see.," Maria soothingly spoke, while stroking her hair.

She tugged the stretchy nylon up her torso, purposely shaking her around like a rag doll. Manoeuvring her pet's breasts into the openings, she pinched one nipple then the other. 

"You like that don't you, little Leelee," Maria condescendingly cooed. 

The body-stocking was sheer, fitting like a pair of tights, covering from toe to neck, yet revealing everything that shouldn't have been. 

"Stand there like a good little girl, so your mistress can take look at you," Maria demanded. 

Leelee felt stupid having been outmanoeuvred yet again. With nowhere to go, it seemed she was stuck there. Wearing the lewd body-stocking was worse than being naked. The feelings of oppression once more engulfed her, as tightly as the outfit. The outfits openings left her body vulnerable, reflecting how she felt inside. 

More than ever she felt small and fragile, like a delicate vase balanced on the edge of a high shelf. 

"Well! What's this? Didn't I tell you to shave? What have you to say for yourself, little Leelee?" Maria demanded. 

"Oh! Sorry, mistress," Leelee murmured. So deep into a depression was she, it was difficult to bring her thoughts to the present. The warnings were clear, but she failed to recognise them.

"This afternoon you let those men fuck you, like the dirty little bitch you are. You deserved a spanking for that, but I let it go, knowing you needed a stricter training," Maria growled at her.

Leelee recoiled from the harsh words, almost falling at the girls feet. It was impossible to forget what happened, and that she had let it happen. Being helpless, in a high state of arousal, and cowed into submission, was no excuse. 

"Oh, mistress, I'm sorry mistress," Leelee whined, now waking up to the danger she was in. 

"You come in here telling me you want to leave, when you can't even look after yourself. Your such a slut you would wander off with anyone, if I didn't look after you. Just look at the state of that pussy," Maria scolded her. 

"Sorry, mistress," Leelee tried to apologise, only to be cut off.

Maria grabbed a handful of hair dragging the woman over her lap. She slapped the nylon glad bottom a stinging stroke with a big black hand. 

"Please mistress, I'm sorry mistress, I won't be naughty again, honest. Please don't spank me, please mistress," Leelee squealed. 

It was so very satisfying spanking an adult. Maria was nearing nineteen, and could clearly remember being hit by her mother and father. The spanking was a demeaning punishment for this mature woman, especially so, when over the knee of a teenager. Maria would make sure she regularly transgressed, so as to administer plenty of spankings. 

"Please don't hurt your little Leelee, mistress," she whimpered, and squirmed over the young girls lap. 

"Ouch! Owww! Please mistress!" Leelee wailed and begged.

After several hard slaps her new pet succumbed. She was once more willing to obey. Maria pulled the woman round to sit on her lap, and cuddled the bawling little pet.

"Now then, little Leelee, little pet girl," she cooed, while stroking her. 

"Stop that crying, right now. Behave yourself, pet," Maria demanded. She pulled one of her large breasts from under the t-shirt, and shoved it into the woman's face. "Come on pet, suck on my tit," she encouraged the woman. 

Leelee sobbed dryly as she sucked on a large rubbery teat. It shouldn't have been, but it was comforting. She had never been sexually interested in another woman, yet this girl had turned her world upside down. There seemed no choice, except to learn to enjoy pleasing her mistress. 

Having the other nipple presented to her, she licked it, then sucked it into her mouth. It felt natural and a calming. She felt like an infant being fed by a generous mother. 

Eventually Maria pulled her breast from the pet's mouth to rub a pair of big wet breasts over its face. Pushing the pet to its feet, Leelee stood hunched over, looking demure and chastened. After all that she had been put through that day, it was no wonder she capitulated so easily. 

"Are you ready to dutifully obey your mistress, Leelee?" Maria asked, with a serious and concerned tone to her voice. It was pitched just right, sounding like a concerned parental figure, designed to push the woman into accepting a submissive role.

"Yes, mistress. Leelee is sorry mistress, it won't happen again, honest! Leelee promises to be a good little girl, and do as she is told," Leelee sincerely pledged. 

She swung her hips from side to side, looking up at her mistress through long eyelashes, in an obvious attempt to placate her. With one foot before the other, she struck a pose more suited to a schoolgirl than a mature woman.

Maria looked her up and down, with a smile on her face. She was encouraging the behaviour wanted, as well as smiling from recognising the signs of defeat. The mature woman was regressing into a teenager, looking up to her as the dominant female. 

This had been accomplished before, with girls her own age, but this was so much more satisfying. It all started as an accident, with a fellow student who hung around for protection. Trying it again with someone she worked with, revealed a useless talent. Unable to keep two acolytes around, it turned from a game into a business venture.

Leelee began using her new name, once more succumbing to her mistresses domination. She felt like a naughty little girl, standing before a powerful parent. The girl was big and strong, which compounded the dominating power she wielded. 

Leelee had tried to assert herself, and attempt an escape, only to dismally fail. She had been outsmarted at every turn by this young girl, leaving her feeling stupid. Her mistress had been right, she couldn't cope, and needed looking after. Having her clothes chosen for her, and being dressed like a little girl, firmly pushed her into a submissive role. She knew it, but couldn't do a thing about it.

Leelee prepared snacks for her mistress and guest. Laying out the dishes on the kitchen table, she made sure everything was to hand. Looking around the modern new kitchen, she gave no thought as to how a young girl could afford such a swish apartment. She had firmly pushed to the back of her mind the prospect of being sold in a slave auction, which would have given her a clue.

Leelee undid the frilly apron, poured a cocktail, and walked into the lounge. "Your cocktail, mistress," Leelee demurely said, holding out a tray.

"Thank you, pet," Maria smiled. In way of dismissal she carried on looking through the papers she had been studying. Out of the corner of an eye she could see Leelee in a state of confusion. She was obviously wondering whether to return to the kitchen, or wait for a command. Unable to make a move, in case it was wrong enough to deserve a smack, she just stood there.

Her pet was learning patience. The doorbell rang. Maria gave it a moment before saying anything, while Leelee fidgeted. She was dressed in nothing but the body-stocking, hoping for permission to wear something over it.

"Well? Answer the door, pet," Maria imperiously commanded.

"Yes, mistress," Leelee replied. She hesitated, hoping for a reprieve, only the fierce look was enough to set her on her way. She quickly left the room, slowing down on the approach to the door. What if it were someone unexpected? Opening the door to a stranger, with all her bits showing, would be horrendous. 

"Hi!" Gemma laughed, and barged in, rubbing against the woman as she passed.

"Hello, miss," Leelee stammered. Her mistresses friend was expected, but now she was here it was a bitter prospect, having to serve these two young girls. She knew the evening would be torturous and demeaning, and not only because she was practically naked.

"Take my coat then," Gemma offhandedly said.

"Yes, miss," Leelee responded. She helped the girl out of her coat, and hung it up. She followed the girl into the lounge, feeling nervous and shy.

After the usual greetings and air kisses, they settled down making themselves comfortable. Leelee knew her position, so stood by with a drinks for her mistress and guest. 

"What do you think of my new pet?" Maria asked.

"Nice! Lovely pair of tits. I thought you liked them shaved," Gemma commented.

"Don't mention that! It's been punished, haven't you naughty little girl," Maria stated.

"Yes, mistress," Leelee replied, almost choking with embarrassment.

"Turn around, let's see if your ass is still red," Maria casually said.

It was humiliating displaying her bare crotch on the whim of a young girl. Bent over before them, she could feel her lips lewdly pushing between her thighs. The split crotch showed off her little puckered brown hole too. 

They made her pose there while they discussed her body. The sheer nylon didn't hide much either. It was so tight it looked and felt like a second skin. At last she was sent off, to scuttle away into the kitchen. 

Leelee braced herself against the kitchen table, breathing heavily, only just holding back hot tears of humiliation. She selected one of each snack, placing them neatly on plates, then the plates on a tray. She walked back in, careful not to spill anything, and stood waiting. They were talking animatedly about someone, though Leelee was too wrapped up in her own troubles to hear. 

"Give!" Maria commanded. 

Once the snacks were handed out, Leelee had to curtsey to them both. Hoping to retreat to the kitchen, she waited to be dismissed. 

"On hands and knees, pet. Here!" Maria demanded, with a finger pointing between her feet. 

In trepidation Leelee crawled to her mistress. Her head was lifted for fingers to roughly push a snack into her mouth. On hands and knees, she was being fed like a pet bitch! 

"Sit up and beg. Open your mouth, pet," Maria said. She threw a cocktail sausage at her pet, and they both laughed when the pet caught it and swallowed. 

"Thank you, mistress," Leelee volunteered, to avoid being punished. 

Maria held up a finely cut triangle sandwich of pate. "Bark, little pet, come on pet, bark," Maria encouraged.

"Woof, woof," Leelee barked. It wasn't loud enough or earnest enough, so she had to repeat the demeaning sounds until they were satisfied. On her haunches, with arms folded up and hands dangling, she barked for scraps from their plates.

Leelee crawled from one to the other, barking to be fed. After fetching more food from the kitchen they eventually tired of the game.

"What do you think of the pet now?" Maria asked.

"A natural submissive, and well trained,. It makes a good pet," Gemma laughed.

Leelee cringed from their cruel comments, knowing how true they were made it all the more shameful. 

"Crawl over to Gemma, there's a good pet. Feel its tits. Leelee likes them pinched," Maria informed her friend.

Gemma pushed both hands up under the woman, to feel her dangling breasts. She weighed and pumped them, then pinched the nipples.

"Wow! They swell up so big! Is she getting wet?" Gemma asked.

"See for yourself," Maria chuckled.

Leelee turned around to present her pussy to the young visitor. She was only eighteen, and should have shown respect to an older woman. Leelee was twenty-six, yet she was being roughly handled by a pair of callous adolescents. She felt like a pathetic little pet, being stroked and played with. 

"Wow! Her lips swell up big too," Gemma laughed, and began to stroke the pets pussy.

Leelee felt a finger enter her sex, and let out a low moan. More humiliating than anything, was a realisation that the disgrace was turning her on. She was being corrupted into becoming a sex toy, for these two girls to play with. All her morals had been stripped away to leave a pliant doll, ready to be dressed, fed, and fingered. She lifted her hips to the girl, arching her back, pushing her aching sex onto the exploring fingers, revealing she needed to be mounted. 

"Her clit has swollen up. It's so big and hard," Gemma giggled. 

She rubbed the woman's clitoris with her thumb, enjoying the muted guttural sounds the pet voiced. Two fingers easily pushed in to investigate as deeply as she could. Wetting the fingers of the other hand in the woman's pool of juices, she began circling her asshole with a wet finger. 

The pet was pushing back, unashamedly taking as much as was on offer. Her ass was in the air, with legs spread, rhythmically rocking back and forth on her knees. Gemma pushed a finger into the woman's ass, at first halting the movements. The pet soon started pushing back, taking a finger all the way up her ass. She began a frantic movement, obviously ready to orgasm.

"Stop her, she mustn't cum yet," Maria warned.

Gemma griped her crotch tight with both hands, preventing the manic rocking motion. Maria pulled up a chair in front of her pet. She took hold of her face and guided it into her crotch. 

"Lick, little pet," she commanded. "You can only cum when I say," Maria warned her.

Leelee couldn't help herself, she licked and sucked on her mistresses pussy, while the girl worked her pussy and ass so very hard. Between mistresses lips, with a tongue reaching inside a wet hole, Leelee let loose a wailing, bitchy whine. 

Maria thrust her crotch into Leelee's face, rubbing her pussy and asshole over the woman's nose. She cum with a satisfying rumbling groan. Her bottom sank onto the chair, and she nodded to her friend. 

Gemma worked the pet hard, rubbing her clit and fingering her pussy. Inside both the vagina and asshole her fingers rubbed and twirled, dancing around, almost touching. 

Leelee raised her head back and voiced an orgasm with an animal like scream. She flopped flat onto the floor, sated and exhausted. Her mistress rolled her over with a foot.

"Don't get your sticky juices on my carpet pet," she warned.

Leelee couldn't speak, while breathing heavily, deeply sucking air in great gasps. She had never had such a deep orgasm, and was almost knocked unconscious by the experience. These two young girls had much more experience than she ever had. 

They discussed her while she recovered, though she heard nothing, but the pounding of a thumping heart in her ears. 

"Come on, pet. Gemma's turn," Maria commanded. 

Leelee crawled to her mistresses friend, to drop her head into the waiting crotch. Gemma lifted her hips to the edge of the seat, getting the woman to lick her ass. Moving her crotch over the woman's tongue she wriggled her pussy over her nose, riding it like a small penis. 

"Use your fingers," she demanded. 

Maria got behind her pet, to massage her lips. With light strokes over thighs and lips, she soon worked her up. Keeping her on edge, she smiled at her friends look of pleasure. Her pet was responding with more intense licks and strokes to Gemma's pussy. Gemma responded with moans as the pet found her clit and nibbled upon it. 




Leelee Ch. 02



"Bite my lips, you sexy bitch! Fucking push that tongue in, bitch!" Gemma demanded.

Maria was enjoying manipulating her friend through the pet. A vigorous stroke and pinch of pet's clit had her enthusiastically sucking upon Gemma's clit. Every movement of her hands, had a reciprocal movement of pet's mouth on her friends pussy.

"More! Deeper, push your tongue deeper," Gemma implored.

Gemma began to orgasm. Her feet drummed on the carpet, then clamped her thighs around the pets head. So tight a grip had she that the pet was struggling to breath. Gemma let go, more from collapsing exhausted, than being aware of the woman suffocating.

"Here pussy licker," Maria smiled. She sat back in her chair, letting her pet lick and suck on her pussy. 

Leelee's jaw ached so she used her fingers too. The two girls talked for awhile, pausing for awhile as the pet was sent again over to Gemma. Leelee spent the evening playing with each of the young shaved pussies in turn. The enormous pleasure she had received kept her going. She learnt and improved her technique as the evening progressed.

Both the adolescents had another orgasm, on the tongue and fingers of the pet. Soon after, it was time for Gemma to go. They made a fuss of the pet, stroking its hair and body. She was sweaty and sticky but the girls didn't mind. Though they avoided kissing her sticky face. 

With a broad grin on her face, Maria led her pet to a spare bedroom. In the corner was the pet cage, bought earlier. 

Leelee made no objection to crawling into it. It was a relief to rest, away from her mistress and friend. Her jaw and fingers ached and she badly needed a rest. The cage was so small she had to curl up in it, and soon fell fast asleep. The mental exhaustion overcame her, pushing her into a deep dreamless sleep.

In the morning Leelee peered out through the mesh of the cage door. It was shut tight, with no way of reaching the latch. Leelee hoped her mistress would let her out soon, as she needed to pee. There was newspaper on the floor, but it would be a disgrace to wet it, and have to lay in her own smelly urine.

More than ever she felt like a helpless pet. She was being shaped by a young girl into becoming nothing more than a dog, kept for a mistresses amusement. Just like a pet bitch, she was owned, meaning she could be bought and sold. Was it really true that slave auctions existed? She was ready to believe it. Wealthy people could do anything with enough money. Where there was money to be made, people like her mistress would provide the merchandise, illegal or not. 

Leelee hung her head in shame. She had become nothing more than an object, to be used, then sold on when fully trained. She had succumbed this far so quickly, it was obviously possible. The sound of her mistress entering the bathroom alerted her. She looked up from her cage, with big wide, expectant eyes. Hearing the shower running she knew it would be a little longer before she was let out.

"Please mistress, your little pet, Leelee, needs to pee," she whispered.



Leelee Ch. 03



Chapter 03

Pierced and Branded

Lee Ann looked up through the cage door at her mistress, with a pathetic look on her face. Fear of what was to happen next pushed aside the terrible episodes of yesterday; for the moment. She was a mature woman, feeling sorry for herself, after being subdued and dominated by a young black girl. 

Lee Ann was vulnerable when she met Maria, after losing her boyfriend, job, and now the apartment. She was still unsure if she had been kidnapped or rescued. Either way, she had been tricked into moving into Maria's apartment. 

From the very first moment Maria bullied Lee Ann into a state of submission, by cleverly working on her vulnerability. Turning the ill fortune into a dependence upon her for everything. Her confidence was methodically stripped away, by setting her up in awful situations that couldn't be coped with. 

Struggling to escape the ever tightening control, had been in vain. Defying Maria resulted in being put over her knee and spanked. As a mature woman in trouble, already feeling small and fragile, it left her feeling like nothing more than a pathetic little girl. 

Continuous sexual stimulation and punishment, followed by sympathetic attention, shaped Lee Ann's behaviour. She knew what the girl was doing to her, but it was so overwhelming there was nothing she could do to resist it. So drastically had her world been turned upside down, she thought of herself as nothing more than this young girls pet. Kept overnight in a small pet cage heavily reinforced the deplorable state of her self-worth.

"What have you done, naughty little pet!" Maria shouted. 

Lee Ann winced at the angry onslaught. She was in trouble and knew what to expect.

"Look at the mess you've made. Your new cage is wet! Out of there, now!" Maria hollered. She grabbed a fistful of hair, to drag her new pet from the small cage. 

Lee Ann cringed on being turned around with her head pushed back into the cage. She was expecting to be spanked again. Instead, her mistress rubbed her nose in the smelly pool of urine.

"That will teach you to piss in your cage, you dirty little bitch!" Maria scolded her.

Tears, as well as her own pee, marred her face. She had expected a punishment, but this was disgusting. 

"Stay as you are!" Maria warned. 

With her head in the cage the smell was overpowering. It wasn't fair, as her mistress hadn't let her out last night. How long was she to be left in this position was up to her mistress, for she dare not move.

"Lift your ass up, dirty little bitch!" Maria shouted.

Lee Ann obediently lifted her rear, with the awful realisation she was to be spanked. She heard a sharp crack, and felt a stinging blow strike her bare bottom. Another followed, striping her rear with narrow red welts. She was being whipped!

"Your pet is so sorry mistress, please mistress, please don't hurt your little pet-girl," Lee Ann begged. 

Her voice sounded close, and echoed in the confines of the cage. It was a small plastic dog kennel with a wire door. There wasn't enough space to turn around in, with only enough room to curl up to sleep. Yet it seemed a preferable place to be. She felt safe locked away in there, and would willingly put up with the smell.

"From now on you will ask to pee, understood?" Maria demanded.

"Yes mistress, thank you mistress," Lee Ann quickly responded.

"Where ever we are, and whoever is around, you will respectfully ask to pee, got it?" Maria asked.

"Yes mistress. May your pet, pee, mistress?" Lee Ann asked. 

There was a look of pain on her face from having to ask. It was demeaning for a woman to ask permission, as though she were in class and this girl were her superior. Though time and time again Maria had proved that she was, so much so, Lee Ann accepted calling her mistress.

"Well done, little Leelee. You've been punished for your dirty behaviour, so we can start the day afresh. Do you really want to pee? Alright, I'll take you," Maria said, and ruffled her pet's hair.

She attached a leash to the collar, for the pet to crawl out of the bedroom. When they passed the bathroom, Lee Ann wondered where they were going. From the kitchen the door opened onto a small paved area. A low fence separated the private gardens, though not private enough to hide her from prying neighbours.

Her mistress positioned her over a drain, used when the paving slabs were hosed down. 

"Go on then, get on with it!" Maria hurried her.

It took a little while to relax enough, while wondering if anyone was witnessing this latest degradation. She let loose a stream of yellow piss, with careful aim, not wanting to splash her body. 

"You can't come inside, you're still dirty from peeing in the cage," Maria said, with a scowl, showing disgust.

Lee Ann looked at her with imploring eyes. Anyone could see her over the fence, or from a window overlooking the garden. Her mistress tied the leash to a bracket fixed to the wall. 

"Please, mistress, please don't leave your pet outside. Your little pet is so sorry for messing in her cage. Little Leelee promised to be a good pet and obey her mistress, honestly, please!" Lee Ann promised.

She keenly watched her mistress unwind a hose pipe, only then realising what was intended.

"Please mistress, let me go inside. I promise not to dirty your home, I'll be real careful. I'm house trained now, mistress, honest. Please let me shower inside, please! I promise to be your good little pet-girl," Lee Ann gushed, trying desperately to sound sincere.

The cold water splashed her naked body with force. Even when expecting it, the coldness took her breath away. On hands and knees her breasts swayed underneath her, as she wriggled, trying to avoid its vigorous punishment. A cold shower might be energising, but this was degrading. Out in the open, naked, where anyone could see the show was deplorable.

"Open up, part those dirty thighs," Maria said.

Lee Ann felt the cold water between her legs, stinging her lips with its force. She whimpered like the little bitch she had become. Her breasts felt numb from the cold blast of water.

Maria turned the power lower and moved closer, concentrating the flow between the pets legs. 

The nozzle was close to her lips, and she felt it douche her vagina! It was moved to her asshole for a cold enema! 

"No! Mistress! Please!" Lee Ann squealed. 

The shock stunned her. She couldn't move. Being naked outside didn't matter anymore. Even the terrible act of being hosed down like an animal became insignificant. Her whole body shook, trembling with fear and cold.

The spray had only been momentary, yet it seemed to fill her. She could hardly bare to move, but was dragged over the drain. The cramp inside was painful. Everything gushed from both holes at once. The pain was relieved somewhat, but still she felt a shattering cold inside.

A quick spray had her clean again. 

"Shake yourself, pet," Maria directed. With a rough, course old towel, she patted the pet dry enough to take back inside.

"Take a hot shower, and be quick about it," Maria warned.

Lee Ann crawled to the shower as quickly as she could. Under the hot spray it was a relief to feel warm again. Yesterday had been bad, and it seemed the degradation would be relentless. 

Again she dreamed of escaping this terrible onslaught of abuse, only to be brought back to reality. Without clothes, money or anywhere to go what could she do? Her moral fibre was being stretched to breaking point. She was starting to accept her place, as nothing more than a pet, expecting abuse for bad behaviour.

Trotting back to the kitchen, Lee Ann stood to attention, with head bowed, waiting for instructions. The only escape would be to please her mistress, with the forlorn hope of being set free.

"Breakfast!" Maria harshly stated.

Lee Ann prepared the same as yesterday, unable to ask for instructions, hoping it would be right. Setting coffee on the table while her mistress read the paper, she carried on cooking. 

"Sit!" Maria heavily stated, with a finger pointing to the floor beside her.

"That's good, little Leelee. No! Don't speak unless you're given permission," Maria warned. 

Lee Ann was hungry and needed to let her mistress know. After such a painful punishment she dare not speak out of turn. She would have to wait upon her mistress and just hope she pleased her.

The tone of voice had moderated to a tolerable level. Her pet seemed eager to please, and had learnt a hard lesson in obedience. It was time to give her a carrot, after the stick.

"Here pet, a little treat from your mistresses plate. Open wide," Maria smiled, at the pathetic looking upturned face. 

She pushed a piece of toast into pets mouth, knowing how hungry it must be. Keeping her that way helped keep it subdued. 

"Lick my fingers, pet," Maria encouraged. "You have a strong tongue, little Leelee. You're such a good lick-pet," Maria chuckled. "Come on, up on your mistresses lap," she encouraged, while patting her knees.

Maria fed her pet by hand, getting it to lick her fingers after each morsel. Pet was hungry, so accepted the mush with gratitude. She laughed as the woman's tongue tickled, when it flicked around her fingers.

Maria wondered what the woman liked to eat in fancy restaurants, and smiled at the contrasting images. The woman had visited first class restaurants with linen table clothes and silver cutlery, all paid for by salesman needing to sign a contract. 

Here, she was naked, being hand fed by an indulgent owner. She wiped the woman's face with a tissue, treating her like a spoilt child. She wrapped both arms tightly around her pet. Maria cuddled Lee Ann to let her know she was back in favour.

"There's a good little pet, Leelee. You're all clean and fed now. Your hair smells so fresh, its delightful. Today we're going to have you manicured, and fluffed up like the lovely little pet-girl you are. It's going to be fun re-fashioning you," Maria explained, with a condescending tone of voice.

"You may speak now, pet," Maria indulgently offered.

Lee Ann didn't know what to say. The promise of 're-fashioning', sounded like a threat, rather than a treat. She considered it might end up with her looking like a lesbian girly, a little fluffy girl, a nasty slut, or dressed in a puppy costume. If there was something worse, that was bound to be the option. 

Pulling her lips away from her mistresses big rubbery teat, she took a deep breath to calm her nerves. "Thank you mistress, your little pet can't wait," Lee Ann meekly replied.

It was a surprise to feel she wasn't dreading another days torment. Surely she hadn't sunk so low as to look forward to being humiliated! Sitting on the girls lap, with her face in a huge pair of black breasts, probably had something to do with the answer. 

It was also so important to behave as her mistress desired, to avoid being punished. Answering the girl as expected had reshaped her speech too. She felt like the girls doll, waiting to be dressed-up in a game designed to see how lewdly she could be clothed.

"First thing is to get you shaved. Come on, little Leelee," Maria sweetly cajoled her pet.

In the bathroom Lee Ann lay down on a towel, with legs spread wide. A few of days ago this would have been impossible, yet now she compliantly obeyed, giving in to the inevitable.

Maria trimmed the black hair around pet's pussy with sharp scissors. A squirt of foam was rubbed in, and she couldn't help rubbing the woman's clit as it became swollen. 

"My little pet is enjoying her mistress playing with her," Maria grinned. She tweaked a nipple, while cupping pet's sex, with a finger manipulating its bud. She had the woman breathing heavily. She wasn't just laying prone, she was panting for satisfaction.

"Yes, mistress, thank you mistress," Lee Ann whispered, while squirming with shame at being so fired with desire.

"Keep still now," she warned.

Warming the razor, she began to scrape away the tight curly hair. There wasn't a single hair on her thighs, and it was sparse on her mons, though soon enough nothing at all covered her engorged lips.

"My pet swells up so big and hard when excited," Maria commented with delight. 

She patted the pet's crotch dry, and rubbed it with strong fingers. With a strong grip she held the woman's entire crotch in one hand. She squeezed the lips, and probed her asshole with finger tips. With the other hand she pulled both nipple rings together to tease them.

"Your mine now, Leelee, all mine," Maria cooed. 

"Yes mistress, thank you mistress," Lee Ann automatically responded.

She watched her pet squirming and wriggling. It was easy to have her sexed up to the point of not caring what happened. Just so long as she had an orgasm, anything would be put up with. She lent closer, and lightly caressed the woman's open mouth with the tip of her tongue. Feeling the woman push upward off the floor, driving her crotch onto her hand, Maria couldn't hold back.

Maria sucked the woman's tongue into her mouth, to bite, suck, and lick it. She let go, so as to lick and kiss her face. Her tongue explored an ear, then kissed it to make it ring.

She got up off the floor, with the intention of not letting her pet orgasm. Lee Ann's eyes flickered open with the realisation that was all she was getting. The woman pouted her luscious lips, looking up at her through hooded eyes. The look demanded attention, and the squirming body shouted for satisfaction.

When her pet crossed her legs, to tightly scissor them back and forth, Maria decided to put a stop to the blatant show.

"Stop being a naughty little girl, now!" Maria warned. "Come on, get up. Your mistress is going to dress her pet. You don't want a spanking do you, naughty girl," Maria added.

It was a delight to have an adult woman squirming for release, to the point where she was ready to obey her every wish. Denying the orgasm would keep her on edge for quite awhile. She intended to keep her that way all day, with plenty of stimulation and humiliation.

Lee Ann was led by the hand into a tattoo parlour. The same one where both nipples had been pierced. It seemed an age ago that a cure had been tried, only for the problem to become worse. Whenever her nipples were roughly touched, she became overexcited, which was one of the many ways Maria controlled her.

"Hi Andy, how you doing?" Maria smiled, at the proprietor. 

Lee Ann stood behind her mistress, not wanting to be noticed. She was behaving like a shy young girl, clinging to a mother figure for protection. The thought of what might be done to her in such a place was enough to have her cowering. Being dressed and treated like a young girl, pushed her firmly into the role. 

An earlier manicure to her fingernails and toenails, with a bright pink glossy varnish, matched the outfit. She wore a garish pink dress decorated with bows. The hem was held up with layers of stiff petticoats which bounced around as she walked. Her hair had been bleached blond and drawn into tight pigtails. They flopped over her ears, looking damnably cute and girly.

From a distance she looked like a silly little girl on the way to a friend's birthday party. A closer look would have revealed she was older, classifying it as a costume. She pitied anyone into cos-play dressed like this. The makeup hid her age, somewhat, but at twenty-six she felt ridiculous.

With one hand held tight, there hadn't been the slightest chance of holding down the hem, which bounced around her thighs. The dress was designed to reveal a pair of frilly pink panties. She wasn't allowed underwear, so it revealed her bare bottom, and worse. Lee Ann didn't have to look in a mirror, or store front reflection to know that she was showing off too much of her body. The looks she got were enough to shout out how rude she looked.

"Chair!" Maria ordered, while pointing to what looked like an old, leather barber's chair.

The back went down, allowing the petticoats to stick up, as though she were wearing a hooped skirt. Feeling Maria pushing up the taffeta left her feeling weak and vulnerable, like a pet at the vets. She felt her ankles and thighs tied to the chair, then the leg rest split in two, opening her up.

The old, heavily tattooed man, stood between her legs, examining her crotch. She wished she had paid attention to what they had been discussing. Instead she had switched off, as a means of escaping the horrid place. More and more she had found herself daydreaming, as a way of gaining distance from the horrid realities of this new life.

If he unzipped now, she was helpless to stop him taking her. The state she was in meant she wouldn't care. It was horrible to find she would respond to a good fucking, from a complete stranger. 

Her mistress was right. She needed protection, for she had become a wanton hussy. She seemed to be sexed up all the time like a bitch on heat, ready to be fucked by whoever was near. Had she suppressed this despicable behaviour all her life, or had Maria turned her into a wanton slut. 

"Freshly shaved, so that makes it easier," Andrew stated. He sprayed her tender places with antiseptic, and a light anaesthetizing agent. 

"I'll be with you in a minute," Andrew told a customer, who just walked in.

The young guy peered at Lee Ann, and stared open mouthed until Maria fiercely scowled at him. He went and sat down, making sure he had a good view of the attractive woman, and her thighs spread wide. He picked up a magazine to hide his rock hard tent pole.

Lee Ann wondered if she was being oiled-up. She wanted to tell him she was wet and open enough already. If she was to be used like a whore to pay for whatever they planned, she wished he would get on with it. With her eyes tightly shut, her imagination rocked with images of this old man fucking her hard.

She wanted to put her fingers in her ears and hum loudly, so as not to know what torture they were planning. Feeling her mistress hold her down, and warned not to move, meant they were ready to proceed. She took a deep breath, willing it to be quickly over.

A simple tattoo didn't take long. An ink filled gun was used with a template. Just above her slit was a small tattoo, spelling out what she was to become. Maria considered she was very nearly there, hence the tattoo.

Lee Ann thought it would be an agony, only it was just an irritation. Not much more than several bee stings. Just as she thought it was all over, a nasty pain to her lips made her wail. It was the shock more than anything. When the second pain hit, she realised it wasn't quite so bad as she thought.

"There, there, little Leelee, all over now," Maria soothed her little pet-girl. 

The condescending tone of voice was welcome, rather than demeaning. Her mistress was soothing her with words, as well as stroking her hair; treating her like a frightened pet after receiving an injection by a vet.

After a moment she realised her mistress had been pulling on a piercing ring, and pinching a nipple. A stimulating sensation was dulling the pain. She concentrated on her nipples, feeling the arousal overpowering everything else. That mornings unfulfilled excitement in the bathroom added to the humiliation of dressing up, being tattooed, and whatever else they had done to her poor body.

Her eyes flickered open to see her mistress leaning close with an endearing look of concern. She received a warm wet kiss, and couldn't help opening her mouth to return the kiss. Their tongues caressed with delightful passion. Lee Ann was so hot, she no longer cared where she was.

Maria patted down the dress, and helped her pet out of the chair. 

Lee Ann was still breathing heavily, ready to climax. Despite the pain and humiliation, she felt excited, or did the pain add to the need? Shock and arousal made her legs wobble, as though they were rubber. She needed her mistresses steadying hand and influence. She held onto the chair, while the two chatted.




Leelee Ch. 03



At that moment she caught sight of a young guy ogling her. He looked down in embarrassment, at the same time she did. knowing had seen it all was a dire humiliation, yet it fed her libido. She looked at him, licking her pouting lips, daring him to flirt with her. 

Hand in hand they walked from the torture chamber. Lee Ann took small steps, feeling her sensitive pussy lips rubbing something hard and foreign. She guessed they had been pierced, and wondered what that young guy thought of her. The only way it could be coped with, was by telling herself she was pleasing her mistress.

At home Lee Ann was saddened to remove the frilly dress. "Why? Surely I don't want to be this teenagers little girl," Lee Ann whispered in her room.

Leaving all decisions up to someone else was becoming too easy. Having dictated what she wore, ate, and even when she could speak, was demeaning. Being moulded into a pet-girl, by a harsh black mistress was shameful. Being used as a sex object, so that she was on fire all the time, was damnably degrading.

All that she had been put through was inexorably changing her. Her moral fibre was being shattered. If she thought about just one disgusting thing she had committed, it would have to be agreed there was nothing left of her normally moral-self. 

Having sex with strangers, being used as a whore, and the lesbian sex! It was all new, but no longer so terrible. Her whole body vibrated with sexual energy; all the time. The girl had corrupted her beyond recognition.

Lee Ann looked at her body in a full length mirror. Her naked pussy was unfamiliar, looking like a little girls naughty bits. She was a full grown woman, yet it was in keeping with what she had become. Besides, women often did this to themselves to wear a bikini. It was demeaning only because a young girl had demanded it.

The piercing through her lips was less acceptable. Down there was still sore. Was she swollen up from being pierced, or aroused? Probably both. It was damning to admit to being sexed up from humiliation and pain. The tears in her eyes made it impossible to read the small tattoo.

Hearing her mistress calling had her scuttling out to the lounge. 

"Yes mistress, how may I serve my mistress?" Lee Ann demurely asked.

"My little pet is to prepare for a party. Snacks will do. First a little relaxation, for me and my pet-girl," Maria warmly said. 

Lee Ann was ready to lay down on a quilt laid out on the lounge floor, only her mistress beckoned her.

"Undress me Leelee," she said.

Soon the girl was naked, making herself comfortable on the floor. 

"Kiss me little pet," Maria demanded. "No!" she chuckled. "Here," she pointed to her mouth.

On her hands and knees, Lee Ann deeply kissed her mistress. The girl didn't move. Lee Ann was expected to kiss and caress the girls entire body, with her lips and tongue.

Small gestures directed where next. Licking and kissing her neck, she worked her way down to the large soft breasts. She spent some time on her mistresses pillows and teats, knowing how much she enjoyed it. Lee Ann had learnt to enjoy it too. 

Down over her tummy, almost to between her legs, she licked and nipped, until halted. Starting again with the girls toes she learnt to tickle them with her wet tongue. It had certainly become stronger over the last few days, until she had become a good little lick-girl.

Lee Ann was no longer ashamed of what she was doing. She had never considered a lesbian affair, and yet she had taken to it so easily. Her mistress had told her she was a naughty little slut, and would go with anyone for satisfaction. It must be true, for right then she ached for satisfaction.

The young girls skin smelt and tasted delicious. She was a mature woman submitting to a young girls demands, and it no longer mattered. She was putting her all into pleasuring her mistress, in a hope that she too would be satisfied. A whole day of intense stimulation needed release.

As she worked her way up the smooth legs, alternately sucking, kissing, and licking, her mistress opened up to her. The delightful aroma of a wet pussy greeted her nostrils. She pulled on a lip with hers, holding it out for a moment. Mistresses lips were smaller than hers and more sensitive. 

As she sucked them into her mouth she watched the clit appear, and sucked that too. She knew what to do. Her lips were pressed tight against her mistresses crotch, while sucking everything into her mouth. She gently bit it the girls clitoris, and flicked it with a strong tongue. Kissing and sucking it, then pushing her tongue inside, elicited pleasurable murmurs from them both.

With her mouth pushing at the wet pussy, she managed to explore her mistresses vagina with a wriggling tongue. 

Maria squeezed her pets head between her lean thighs, trying to pull her further in. It was impossible, for her pet was already pressed up against her gaping hole. She relaxed, laying back for a moment, then roughly pulled the pet-girl up her body.

She planted the pets head between her breasts, and wrapped both legs around her. With heels stuck in the pets buttocks, she squirmed against the its pussy. Their lips mashed together, rubbing each others' clit, hard and passionately. 

"Don't cum yet, my lovely pet," Maria warned.

She could feel the vibrations surging through her pet-girl, but wasn't ready yet. Her pet nipped a nipple, setting her off.

"Now! Pet-girl cum!" Maria wailed. "Cum now, my little Leelee," Maria encouraged. 

She felt her pet pressing and squirming over her body like a wild thing. She wished she could become so carried away in an orgasm. The little thing was gushing! She felt their seeping juices mingling. She lifted her strong legs, opening them for her pet to rub herself off. 

A tremor of a second orgasm quivered from her stomach, to spread to her nipples, and flood her mind with pleasure. 

They lay on the floor cuddling. Maria watched her little Leelee suckling a swollen hard nipple, feeling proud. She had taken this woman and made her into her little suck-girl. She was good too! A double orgasm was rare for Maria, and so she held her tight, whispering reassuring words. 

"Such a wonderful pet-girl. My lovely little Leelee. Your mistress will look after you so well, you'll never want to leave me," Maria cooed. 

Lee Ann forgot for the moment all that she had been. She was winding down from a gorgeous orgasm. Feeling like a young girl, being fed by a wonderful earth mother, she suckled on a comforting, big black teat. She buried her face in the large soft pillows of her mistress breasts.

"Yes, mistress, thank you mistress. My wonderful mistress will take care of little Leelee, forever," Lee Ann murmured, from around a nipple.



Leelee Ch. 04



Chapter 04

The Slave Ceremony

"Where do you get these lovely pets from?" Patty asked.

"All sorts of places. Sometimes I find them in a club, or through someone I work with, or they come to me, like lovely Leelee here. Pet Leelee walked into a friends store I was looking after. The dear little pet was feeling sorry for itself, and needed comforting. I gathered it up, and took it home to look after," Maria explained. 

Maria turned her attention to Lee Ann, telling her, "You need looking after don't you, pet." 

"Yes, Mistress," Lee Ann confirmed. 

It was embarrassing squatting on the floor, waiting upon these strangers. She was a mature woman, yet she was having to serve these young friends of her mistress. If she wore a decent waitress uniform, it wouldn't have been so awful. 

The elegant silk dress was split from the hem, up to her waist at the back. It was designed to show off her bare bottom when she bent forward. The scalloped top lewdly displayed her breasts, which were pushed up in a deep cleavage by an inbuilt corset. Her nipples were on show for them to be tweaked, sooner or later.

Worse than the dress, was being spoken to as though she were a stray bitch, brought home off the streets. Being called pet might have been interpreted as a form of caring endearment, but they all knew it was more than that. She was Maria's latest victim, being trained to obey her mistress.

"Why do you need looking after?" Maria asked.

The tight smile on her mistresses face demanded a satisfactory answer. 

"Leelee is a naughty little slut, and will get into trouble without her mistress. Leelee must obey her mistress," Lee Ann dutifully answered. She spoke in a pathetic sounding girly voice, practised especially for the party.

The teenager, Patty, giggled lightly. 

Lee Ann tried to shut out the annoying sound, as it reflected how pathetic she felt. She would have to behave and respond correctly to her mistresses orders like an obedient pet, or be punished. It would be degrading to be put over mistresses knee for a spanking, especially before these young strangers. 

She was dreading having to perform a humiliating act in front of them, whatever it might be. It was inevitable, and she would just have to bear it. There was no option. She had to obey her mistress, or suffer the consequences. 

"Where is your place, Leelee?" Maria asked.

"At mistresses feet, waiting to serve, mistress," Lee Ann replied, speaking in a loud singsong voice loud enough for everyone to hear.

"Good pet! Its learnt to behave, and is fully house trained. That's why we're here. I wish Gemma would hurry up," Maria scowled, once more looking at her watch. 

"Leelee deserves a treat. On your haunches, pet," Maria demanded.

Full of trepidation from knowing what was coming next, she nevertheless obeyed. With knees spread she crouched over, as though trying to hide the expression of shame.

"Sit up, pet. Catch!" Maria extolled her pet, and threw a cocktail sausage at her.

After much practice over the last few weeks, Lee Ann caught it, and quickly swallowed the morsel. She was kept hungry, so squatted eagerly with mouth open, hoping for another treat from her mistresses plate. 

"It's so cute! Can I feed your pet, Maria?" Patty asked, with an eager voice. After a nod of approval, the girl inexpertly chucked a triangle cut sandwich at Lee Ann. 

When it missed her mouth to drop onto the carpet, Lee Ann scooped it up with her mouth, and gulped the sandwich without chewing. All afternoon she had made snacks for her mistresses guests, not daring to try one despite being hungry.

The girl tried a pate sandwich, and this time Lee Ann caught it. The watching guests applauded the demeaning act. There was nothing she could do to escape the dreadful situation, so accepted it like every other humiliating experience.

"Your pet is a clever little thing, does it know any other tricks?" Patty enquired.

Lee Ann groaned inwardly. At eighteen this was the youngest of Maria's guests. Having to perform for the silly young girl was as demeaning as hell. Despite the pain of anguish she determined to be a good pet. Not only to avoid a punishment, it was also to keep on her mistresses good side for a later reward.

With instructions from Maria, Patty began putting Lee Ann through her moves. 

"Roll over Leelee," Patty instructed. She spoke to the older woman as though it was a puppy. Although being kind, it was demeaning all the same. "Play dead," she giggled. "Oh! Your such a lovely pet, I'd love to buy you from Maria," Patty exclaimed. 

"You like your tummy rubbed, don't you little Leelee. Oh! You like your titties rubbed even more, don't you!" she observed, seeing the nipples hardening.

"Yes, miss," Lee Ann whimpered. 

Maria gave her a silly name to put her in her place, which felt right when used by her mistress. Used by this girl it reinforced the pathetic state she had become accustomed to.

There was no denying it. Her whole body was heating up. She lay at the girls feet being molested, with one hand pinching a nipple, and the other moving down toward her pussy. Lee Ann wasn't so wet it noticed, but her nipples and lips were responding. 

"Such a lovely pussy you have. You keep it well shaved, little Leelee. It feels so smooth. My, it does swell up so big and juicy!" the girl giggled.

Maria came back from mingling with the guests to sit next to the girl. 

"It's such a cute little thing, I'd just love to have it. How much is it, Maria?" Patty asked, with a pleading sound to her voice.

"Not for sale just yet. Wait and see," Maria told her.

Lee Ann cringed. The arousal dropped from her like a stone, and as bloodless too. In the hands of this young thing, she would be helpless. Maria had thoroughly trained her to obey a mistress. If this silly girl owned her what might happen then? She needed looking after. She needed a strong mistress to keep her out of trouble.

"Sit up, pet," Maria ordered.

Lee Ann was thankful to her mistress for saving her from the girls unwelcome attention. Sitting on her haunches with knees spread, as usual, wasn't so bad as the long silk dress hid her crotch. 

Maria's friend Gemma walked in looking contrite. 

"Your late! We can begin now. Come on pet, on all fours, crawl over here," Maria ordered.

Lee Ann wondered what was expected of her. Everyone turned in their seats toward her, with an ominous, quiet expectancy. Over the last few weeks she had been spanked for misbehaving, and rewarded for obedience, until she had become docile with her mistress. Despite her misgivings in front of strangers, she quickly obeyed.

"Stand up, pet," Maria stated. She pulled the dress up over the pets head. 

No longer allowed to wear underwear, or shoes, it left her naked among a group of strangers. This was less bothersome than the fear of what was to happen next. She looked down at her feet looking submissive. The pose had become natural and automatic. She didn't try to hide her nakedness, she just stood there with hands at her side.

"It's a lovely little thing, Maria. A real credit to you. If you ever become tired of it, I'll take it off your hands," Beatrice commented. The woman was the only one older than Lee Ann, looking around fifty. 

The thought of being passed around this group of women, from one to the other, was frightening. Having been subdued by her mistress, she would be used as a sex toy, having to learn each of their habits. Being forced to submit to their particular sexual needs would finally break her.

"Let the ceremony begin. Over here pet," Maria encouraged her pet. "You know what to say, Beatrice," Maria said.

Standing before the woman, Lee Ann felt afraid. Was she going to be given to this woman? She had begun to think of herself as an object to be used. At least with the young black girl, Maria, she knew what was expected of her. Her mistress could work her up, and keep her in line with punishment and rewards. Mistress knew how to look after her.

"Come closer, I'm not wearing my glasses," Beatrice said. She reached up to pull on Lee Ann's nipples. Still holding them tight, she held the pet close. Squinting at its pussy she intoned seriously. "The pet has been branded with a slave number; three, seven, six, four, one. Let everyone gathered here witness this mark of her entry into slavery."

Lee Ann's legs felt weak. She was shoved, stumbling, before one of the others. The woman was around Lee Ann's age; under thirty. She too took hold of Lee Ann's nipples, and stared at the pet's pussy. "I witness the slave branded with a number," Stacey stated.

Lee Ann had put up with being this young black girls pet, not realising what the training was for. It seemed that the girl was humiliating her for fun; not hers of course. Though it heated her up, leaving her compliant, and begging for an orgasm. 

This all seemed so serious. It revealed what had been done to her, and what the training had really been about. She had become nothing more than a trained slave. Was that better than being a pet?

Only a few weeks ago she held a responsible role in a national corporation. She was a mature woman with all the adult responsibilities that life demanded. This young black girl had bullied her into submission, then trained her into becoming a tame pet. Was she now to become a slave? She had a mistress, so maybe this was a natural next step.

Standing bent over, while the next woman read her tattoo, she tried to clear her mind. It had been too easy letting someone else take over. Letting her mistress make the decisions for absolutely everything in her life. Not having to think, just obey, made it difficult to understand this new humiliation. Surely this was all just another silly game.

"I witness the slave brand. You've done a good job, Maria. It's certainly ready. A nice well behaved pet, and so squishy too!" Martha smiled. She tweaked the swollen nipples, trying to get the pet to squeal. She looked disappointed when Lee Ann remained silent.

Martha reluctantly let go, for Maria to guide the compliant pet to another of her guests.

Veronica copied the others, by taking hold of Lee Ann's nipples. They were swollen large and hard. The twisting, pinching, and fondling, worked upon her as usual. Her pussy was dripping wet. The humiliation of being manipulated by a group of strangers added to the physical stimulation.

"I witness this slaves brand," Veronica simply stated. With a big wet open pussy so close, she couldn't help taking advantage. With fingers tightly gripping a nipple, the other hand cupped Lee Ann's pussy to scoop up leaking juices. 

"Lick my fingers clean little pet," the woman ordered.

"Enough of that, we need to get on. We're late enough," Maria stated, and scowled at her friend, Gemma, for being late.

"Sorry Maria," Gemma told her friend, not looking as though she meant it. "Janet didn't come in to count the sales and close the store. I shut up shop and left early," she added.

"Don't tell me your worried about the bitch," Maria casually asked. 

"No! Not her. I got the toys, free of charge as usual," Gemma smiled.

Maria smiled back her thanks. 

"I heard a rumour about Janet. She seems to have gotten on the wrong side of Big John. Perhaps at last he's teaching her to behave, as promised," Beatrice reflected. 

"Not now! We have to get on with it," Maria scowled. She pulled her pet toward Gemma, then changed her mind, pushing the pet in front of Patty.

"Here, cute little Leelee," Patty encouraged. "I too witness the slave brand," she finally said. Like the others she mauled Lee Ann's breasts, though she was more gentle.

At last it was over. The degrading parade before her mistresses guests hadn't been so bad after all. She could now get back to serving them food and drink. She was wrong, it was far from over.

"Bring them over, Gemma," Maria said. "Assume your position, pet," she added.

Lee Ann knelt on all fours at her mistresses feet. Not daring to turn around to see Gemma approaching, she had a horrible feeling about the next ordeal. She felt grease being rubbed around her asshole, then fingers eased in. A groan of dismal recognition escaped her lips. As expected a dildo was eased into her bottom. She felt the tantalising touch of long hair stroke her cheeks. 

"Wag your tail pet," Maria smoothly spoke. Watching her pet wriggle her bottom was delightful. Everyone in the room watched enthralled as her pet wiggled her hips, adroitly wagging the new tail. The fine long hairs stroked her bottom with every gyration of her peachy ass. They all recognised Mairia's skill, though now they knew how potent the training methods were. 

This mature woman had been brought under control to such a degree, she obeyed willingly. Whatever demeaning act Maria cared to submit upon her, she would comply without question. There would be not recriminations, no crying foul, the woman was demonstrating her willing submission before witnesses.

That she never wanted this, and had never dreamt of becoming a teenagers pet, no longer mattered. She was a fully trained pet-girl, and recognised the fact. The final act of her complete submission was about to unfold.

"With this slave collar, I declare my ownership of pet Leelee," Maria intoned. The pet's hair was brushed over its head to bare its neck. A bright sliver collar was carefully mainpulated around its neck.

"Do you, Leelee, formerly Lee Ann, officially accept your submission into slavery?" Maria asked. 

The tone of voice was caring and meant to be soothing. She used a tissue to wipe the tears from pet's eyes, then made it blow its nose. She placed a piece of paper on the floor where her pet could see it. The type was large and bold, in anticipation of teary eyes.

Still on hands and knees Lee Ann looked at the blurry words, not seeing them, not making sense of them.

"Make your commitment official, Leelee," Maria told her.

Lee Ann reminded herself she needed her mistress to look after her. She was just a helpless pet-girl needing control, or she would get into all sorts of trouble. She was so easily worked up when her nipples were stimulated, anyone could take advantage of her. Under her mistresses training, she had come to realise she was just a silly little slut, needing a mistresses care.

"Leelee needs her mistress," she sobbed, then choked back the tears. She didn't want to let her mistress down before guests.

"Leelee is a silly little pet-girl and needs a mistress," she read from the sheet of paper. "Leelee needs controlling, and a mistress to think for her. Leelee is too silly to think for herself, so must obey her mistress in all things. Forever and ever, Leelee must obey her mistress, and promises to fulfil mistresses expectations with all her heart and soul," she said, with feeling.

A sigh of emotion ran through the watching group of women. Some smiled pleasantly, having sat through the ceremony before. The younger ones shed a tear from the touching conviction shown by the pet.

"Obeying a mistress means Leelee is a slave, and accepts the position in life. From this moment on, Leelee is a pet-girl slave forever, and devotes her life to her mistress. In return for her mistresses care and attention, pet Leelee submits to being nothing more than an object, owned by a mistress," Lee Ann declared.

"Good pet! Your mistress accepts you as her pet-girl, and the position of slave. Let this collar be a sign of your permanent slavery, and submission to a new life as a slave," Maria stated.

She took a firm grip of the shiny metal collar to ease the two ends together. It snapped into place with a metallic click. 

"As the collar is permanently fixed in place, so too are you permanently fixed in slavery. A slave exists to be bought and sold, and bent in shape to the whims of an owner. No longer a free thinking woman, you are now an object to be used by your mistress. Arise now, Leelee, pet-girl slave," Maria encouraged Lee Ann.

Helping it from the floor, she steadied her pet, patiently waiting for it to steady its nerves. 

Lee Ann felt as though her whole world had been turned upside down. She was a white woman, enslaved to a young black girl. Yet nothing had really changed. She had become used to being this girls pet over the last few weeks. 

Though, making a declaration before these women, seemed to have changed her thinking. Or, at least, it had defined and cemented her position. Had she really agreed to permanent slavery? Surely it wasn't possible!

Thinking over the first few days with her mistress, and all she had been put through, she was certain that anything was possible. She never thought any one of those humiliating experiences could ever be tolerated. Yet now, they seemed inconsequential. 

"What do you say, Leelee pet?" Maria kindly asked. 

"Thank you mistress," Lee Ann murmured.

"What for? Tell me," Maria demanded.

"Thank you for letting me be your slave, mistress," Lee Ann heard herself answer.

Her mind was in a whirl. She believed she was a slave. She felt she was a slave, and therefore she was! Just because it was illegal didn't mean it couldn't be carried out in secret.

"Tell the others what you now are, my lovely pet," Maria said. She guided her pet to Beatrice.

"Leelee is now a permanent pet-girl slave, mistress," Lee Ann stated, and curtsied.

"Good pet. I'm sure you will be happy in your new position," Beatrice encouraged. She sounded a little bored by the proceedings. It was a useful way of ensnaring the victim into the right way of thinking. With the prospect of obtaining the smooth skinned beauty, she was willing to play her part.

Lee Ann stood before each of them, to respectfully declare she was a slave. When the task was completed, the recitation was well and truly embedded, and accepted. She relaxed a little, having come to terms with her position. Nothing had changed. She had a mistress to look after her, and in return behaved as an obedient pet. 

Though subtly there was a difference. She now thought of herself as a pet, rather than acting like one.

"Thank you all for being witnesses. In return, you will be entertained. My pet-slave will now pleasure you. On your knees, pet. Crawl over to Beatrice first," Maria ordered.

Lee Ann wanted to pleasure her mistress, not a stranger. As a slave she had no choice, except to obey. It would please her mistress, so she determined to carry out the task with enthusiasm. She was nothing more than a pleasure object, so pleasure them she would.

Before moving on to the next guest she washed her face. Beatrice had been quick to climax, though her bored expression hardly revealed anything at all. Lee Ann could confirm she cum, as it was all over her face.

Finally she crawled over to the young girl Patty. "May pet-slave lick your pussy, mistress?" Lee Ann calmly asked.

Lifting the flared dress, she burrowed in. She eased the girls legs apart to find a neatly trimmed bush. Beatrice had smelt of lavender, whereas Patty was perfumed with Chanel. Under the dress Lee Ann was in a world of her own. Sucking and licking away patiently, she explored the young girls pussy.

Light flooded in awakening her to what she was doing. The girl lifted her chin with a sharp fingernail. 

"I remember where I've met you now. I was a junior in your office. Couldn't place you. Didn't expect to see you like this!" Patty giggled.

Lee Ann hadn't looked at any of the guests. From a feeling of subservience, she kept her head down. She recollected the girl working for her, now she was forced to look up at her. What in hell could she say?

"Do you remember reprimanding me for being late into the office?" Patty crossly asked.

"Sorry, mistress, slave Leelee doesn't," Lee Ann apologetically spoke.

"My father owns the company, and read my records. I got into trouble for that," Patty grimaced.




Leelee Ch. 04



"Leelee slave is sorry mistress," Lee Ann added.

"I could buy you from Maria out of my allowance. I'd make sure you made up for it then," Patty grinned at the pet. She dug a sharp fingernail into pet's chin, holding the woman's head up.

"Maybe, does, err, mistress want to punish Leelee slave? Mistress could spank little Leelee, for being a bad pet-girl slave," Lee Ann offered. 

She was trying to put the girl off the idea of buying her. The cruel look in her eyes meant trouble if that happened. 

"Too easy. You're just a wretched pet-slave. It would be no fun now you're so pliable. If I were your mistress I could take you back to the office, and show them how far you have fallen. It would be fun dressing you up as my assistant, with you running around after me like a pitiable lap dog," Patty laughed.

"I'd make sure you were the one plaintively sorry for making mistakes. I'd put on a show for the office crowd, making you beg to keep your job. They wouldn't know it was all a sham, and that you are my slave," she laughed.

Patty grabbed both nipples and twisted them. "Get back where you belong, pathetic slave," she said, and shoved Lee Ann's head between her legs. "Be a good little lick girl, and do a good job. Patty leaned back to enjoy the sensations over her lips, and in her vagina, as a tongue explored its way inside. 

She shuffled to the edge of the seat, presenting her ass to the woman. She was pleased to feel her asshole being kissed and licked. The woman had been her boss. Now she was licking and caressing her asshole with enthusiasm.

She closed her eyes, to dream of the sordid games that could be played with a pet-slave of her own. Maria had a reputation for training girls, yet she had surpassed herself with this mature woman. Thinking of how humiliating it must be for the woman, pushed her over the edge. She squirted into the pet's mouth, and sighed heavily. 

Patty pushed the pet away with a bare foot, leaving Lee Ann sprawling on the floor. "I've finished with you, for the moment. Hurry up and fetch a drink. Run along pet- slave, go on, fetch!" she admonished Lee Ann.

Maria put a hand on her pet's shoulder to waylay her. "In the kitchen, spit in Patty's drink. That's an order. Don't tell anyone," Maria warned.

Beatrice watched the interaction between the new pet-slave, Patty, and Maria. She chuckled to herself. It had always been a golden rule never to upset anyone who served food and drink. Neither her slaves, waiters in a restaurant, or anyone else.

***

"Everything cleaned and tidied away?" Maria asked. 

"Yes mistress," Lee Ann dutifully replied.

"How's your collar?" Maria asked.

"Nice mistress, thank you for collaring your pet-slave, mistress," she replied, sounding as though she accepted it, and her new role in life.

"Keep it clean, and let me know straight away if it bothers you. It can't be removed now it's in place. The ends lock together, one inside the other. It would take a week to saw through the titanium. It's very expensive, and reflects your worth to me," Maria smiled.

"Come closer. Mmm, you smell so fresh after a shower. You look worried. Speak. Anything that is bothering my little pet-slave, I want to know," Maria gently asked.

"Please, mistress," Lee Ann murmured. She looked down at her feet, wringing her hands behind her back. She was feeling vulnerable, and not because she was naked, as this seemed perfectly natural. She didn't want to upset her mistress. 

"Come on, pet-slave," Maria encouraged.

"Please don't sell me to that dreadful girl, please mistress," Lee Ann begged.

Seeing the tears falling from the beautifully decorated eyes, softened Maria. The ceremony had gone well. Everyone had been impressed with the training regime, which left her feeling proud. 

Beatrice complimented her, saying she was a natural trainer. High praise indeed, coming from a woman of such experience and importance in the society. It proved she didn't just pick on foolish young girls, and could impose her will upon a mature woman. Such contacts would prove useful in the future.

"Listen carefully, Leelee. You are a slave, my slave. I own you as an object, and can sell you at anytime, to whoever I wish. Do you understand?" Maria heavily stated.

"Yes, mistress, sorry mistress," Lee Ann said, between sobs.

"As long as you please me, I will look after you. I know which girl you mean. Your mistress deems her unsuitable as a mistress. Don't worry Leelee. Your trained and enslaved now. Life will be so much easier. All you have to do is obey. No need to think, or worry your silly little head over anything ever again," Maria chided her.

"Oh! Thank you mistress!" Lee Ann exclaimed. 

"At least that make-up has lived up to expectations. It hasn't run," Maria laughed. 

She was pleased to see her pet smile back at her. It had such a sweet face, with a little button nose. She looked so cute when dressed up as a little girly. She would buy the silly little thing some flouncy dresses next week. 

"On the floor with legs spread, quickly!" Maria encouraged her.

Maria slid off the easy chair to land between her pets legs. She smooched the pets lips, and licked strongly.

"No! Leave those nipples alone. Your mistress wants you to just lay back and enjoy. Not short cuts. This is going to last, and your not to cum until I tell you. Got it?" Maria asked.

Lee Ann nodded her head. She didn't know what to say. This unexpected reward was unusual. It should have been her licking mistress, not the other way around.

"You are my lovely sweet pet. Your mistress is so pleased with you, I could eat you all up," Maria laughed. The sound was caught short as she buried her face in the pets pussy. 

With long practised skill, she drove pet into a frenzy of sexual need, then brought her back a little. Again and again, she kept her from the edge of an orgasm. With flicks of her tongue, kisses, scraping her teeth, nibbling, and thrusting her tongue deeply, Maria worked her pet up.

"Please, mistress, please let pet-slave cum! Pleeeeaaasss!" Lee Ann begged.

Eventually Maria had enough enjoyment from giving, rather than receiving. She watched her pet's whole body quake. The orgasm ran through her quickly, but deeply. Pet lay on the carpet, sated, unable to move.

Maria gathered her up in her big black, strong arms. She pushed her pet's face into her large pillows of breasts, almost suffocating it. Lee Ann sobbed. This time from happiness.

"There, there, little pet. Your mistress loves her wonderful pet. I'll keep pet forever and ever. Your mistress will look after little Leelee. I know what you want, and need," Maria soothed.

She kissed the pet's forehead, while it suckled on an engorged rubbery teat. At that moment she meant it. She wanted to keep this one forever.