1 comments/ 34704 views/ 3 favorites Marti's Friend By: jerryjwj Marti's Wager Marti's Exam Marti's Owner Finally... the fourth chapter of Marti's adventure. This story is Marti's Friend Look for Marti's Final Humiliation much sooner than it took to publish this chapter. * * * * Gloria and Marti exchanged apprehensive glances as the lord of the barony took a seat and instructed the woman to remain standing. The lord baron motioned to his attendants. They began to set up some sort of bench. They laid a whip out upon the bench. The lord explained. "Marti, When I purchased you from Peter, I didn't know that I was getting a two-for. Gloria, here, seems intent on purchasing the last month of your service from me, but the deal I made with her includes her service to me as well." A look of guilt came over Marti's face. Despite the glee Gloria seemed to get from whipping Marti's naked body back on Peter's Island, Gloria had assured Marti, that she would take her home before her period of slavery ended. She could not fathom the concern Gloria must have for her to spend the money she had won fair and square at the auction house nearly nine months ago, and also sell herself into slavery. The lord continued. "What a treat! Gloria, I know what you have planned." Marti wondered if Gloria's intent to purchase the last month of her service and free her from it was something for which Gloria would be punished during her slavery. Gloria began to defend her self, but was interrupted by the lord's motion to his attendant to pick up the whip. He spoke over the few words Gloria got out. "Marti, you have been a slave for nearly a year now. Your service will be done in three months. You will be leaving with Gloria in about two months. Now Gloria, you are a different matter. This is your first taste of slavery. You risked a year of sexual slavery at the auction house, but won money instead. Yet your friend Marti, lost; and you kept track of her, swooping in on her near the end of her service. Perhaps you wanted to buy her before but waited until she was almost done to reduce her price. You didn't want to give up all your money did you?" The lord laughed. He contined. "I am given to understand this is not the first time you two were together. In the short time on Peter's Island together, you whipped Marti. Hmmm. A strange friend you are. Well... No matter. I shall get my money's worth out of you both." Genuine fear came over them both as the lord baron continued. "You both shall do exactly as you are told, with out hesitation otherwise, you shall be whipped. You both shall answer this question: Will you need to be whipped before you obey or are you already willing to obey with out hesitation?" He looked at them awaiting their response. Marti said plaintively. "What will you tell us to do?" Her lord nodded his head in disappointment. Gloria blatantly refused to obey. "I thought as much." Their lord responded. "One of you shall be whipped. You choose between you which one is to be whipped and which to watch. If you fail to agree on who shall be whipped, then I shall whip you both twice as hard. Before you decide, I will describe the whipping. You shall be tied ankle and wrist bent over this bench." He pointed to the bench, the setting up of which his attendants had nearly completed. "Your clothing shall be removed to expose your bare ass. Your legs will be spread and I shall whip your ass over and over again until you cry out in genuine pain. Now choose which of you it shall be." Gloria became angry and began to walk away. Gloria had not thought through the implications of offering herself in slavery. The lord's attendant quickly restrained her with shackles and seated her in a chair. Her lord repeated his admonition. "Decide or you both shall be whipped." Marti leaned over Gloria's bound body. Her loose fitting clothing took the shape of her ass. She pleaded with Gloria to sort out the matter with her and decide. Gloria knew the better course, but her irrational anger impeded her. They wrestled with the decision. Gloria used obstinacy to persuade Marti that if she did not agree to take the whipping, that Gloria would allow them both to be whipped even more rigorously. The lord told them it was time and Marti fessed up. "Whip me, but just half as hard like you promised." Her lord looked to Gloria for confirmation. Which Gloria was more than willing to lend. The rapidity with which she confirmed Marti's condemnation to the whip gave away the fact that her obstinacy was merely a ploy to convince Marti this was the only way to escape the worse whipping. Marti felt betrayed by Gloria as the lord turned to her with instructions. "Strip Marti, strip all of your clothes off and walk over the the bench. Place your ankles in the lower straps and bend over placing your wrists in the upper straps." Marti felt like changing her mind. She no longer cared that she should be whipped twice as vigorously. She wanted Gloria to feel the whip as well. Her lord hurried her obedience by saying "If you find yourself unable to do as you are told, your clothing shall be removed for you and you shall be forcably shackeled to the bench and your whipping will be twice as vigorous." Marti forced herself to lift the hem of her garment, revealing first, her sex, then her bare breasts to her lord and to Gloria. She pulled it over her head and dropped it to the ground. She turned to walk toward the bench. Her eyes fixed on the shackles into which she was about to place her own ankles. Each step became harder. Thoughts of revenge welled up causing her to blurt out. "Gloria should be whipped too." He retorted. "The decision has been made. You, Marti shall be whipped and Gloria shall not. She shall watch as you cry." Marti stepped up to the bench and was attempting to muster the courage to press her ankle into the open shackle when her lord ordered. "Turn around Marti, I want to see you naked. This is the first time I have seen your pussy or tits." This inflamed Marti. She already felt vulnerable and abused. She had forced her self to accept being whipped and to strip and bind herself now she had to turn around to be inspected. She turned. Her lord said. "Spread your legs apart so I can get a good look." Gloria was still tied to the chair but could watch everything that was happening to Marti. "Put your hands behind your back and do not move. I am going to touch you." Marti did not know how to contain herself. She wanted to lash out, but was still afraid of the whipping. Her lord put his fingers against the trimmed folds of her pussy lips. She could hardly hold still. She quieted herself by glaring at Gloria. His fingers parted her lips and entered in under Marti's clit. He looked into her eyes to watch for a reaction as he messaged her sensitive nub of an organ. His finger dallied with her nub, folding it one way then the other, pushing it up until it was flicked down, then repeating. Marti stood naked, hands to her sides. The sensation of his hand against her pubis and that of her clitoris throbbing at each of its manipulations were hard to bear. His touch would have been arousing under different circumstances. Marti's feelings of arousal further irritated her. Finally he withdrew his penetrating finger and instructed her. "Turn around and put your ankles in the shackles. As Marti's whipping came closer, Gloria became more anxious. She wondered how hard it would hurt and if, despite what the lord said, she was next anyway. Marti bent over and placed her wrists in the forward restraints. Her legs were pulled apart by the wide separation between he ankle shackles. Bending over turned the underside of her pussy into plain view between her spread legs and ass. The lord requested the whip from his assistant. He drew the whip across Marti's ass gently, accompanied by his lingering hand holding her fleshy cheek. He asked her "Are you ready?" Marti gave a snide remark which was answered by a sharp crack of the whip against her bare ass. The tail of the whip penetrated to the soft folds of her sex and she yelped in anguish. Her ass retreated from the punishment. She squirmed trying to get free, trying to rub the pain away, but she was bound hand and foot. She could do nothing but feel the pain engulf her lower body until the next lash came. It did not come until after the lord spoke again. "Your pussy is in the perfect position to be fucked." His fingers returned to stroke Marti until she again felt the irritation of a pleasurable sensation at the inopportune time. The pain seemed twice as intense with the next lash. It felt as if the whip had tore her pussy lips. The lord watched her thrash against the sting. Gloria cringed knowing it could too easily have been her. The torture continued until Marti's tears and sobs were evident to her lord. He told her that she would get two more lashes and asked her if she understood. Through her sobs she managed a pitiful "yes." She was wracking her body from side to side and bending at her knees trying to make the pain go away. Her lord asked her if she wanted him to rub the pain away before delivering the last two lashes. She said in a feint and resigned voice. "Yeeeess pleeeeease." The lord placed his hand on the fleshy cheek of her ass and pressed it in gently, his other hand between her open legs with fingers penetrating her hole and playing with her clitoris again. Marti felt the humiliating intrusion. Her sex already swollen from the beating reacted by swelling further. She could feel her clitoris thicken against the feel of his finger. The lord finished his rape of her pussy and also removed his healing hand with the utterance. "Tell me when you are ready for your next lash. Do so quickly, clearly and obediently or there shall be more lashes still." Marti was obedient. She swallowed her sob and indicated that the lash could now be drawn. She screamed in pain as it landed. All the pain which had already abated, returned. The lord motioned to his attendants to untie Gloria and he instructed her to come close. Gloria was certain that she was going to be whipped, but Marti's screams and sobs prompted her compliance. Their lord handed Gloria the whip with the instruction "Deliver the last lash to Marti yourself. Make it as hard as you can otherwise, you will be shackled, stripped and and receive a full whipping yourself. Gloria felt the whip in her hands and looked at Marti's welted ass. She imagined her own naked ass on the receiving end but pushed that out of her mind. She reared back prepared to let loose her worst. Marti waited. Every muscle in her thighs and ass and pussy tensed as she braced herself against the pain. The whip made contact with a crack. Marti yelled out in anger and pain. The lord took the whip from Gloria and asked them both "Will you obey everything I tell you with out hesitation?" Marti spoke up with a strong affirmative and Gloria with a fearful admission of obedience. The lord continued. "I am leaving. I will be back soon. Could be tomorrow, could be a month. When I return, I will inspect both of your bodies. If I find one single hair on any part of you except your heads, I will whip you both. So keep yourself clean shaved. My attendants will show you to your rooms. The mansion staff will tend to your needs and Gloria, you can undo Marti's shackles anytime you want." He walked out of sight. Marti was still bent over the bench, her ass stinging. She was still squirming in the useless attempt to lessen the pain. She was now more angry at Gloria than the lord. Gloria knew this and was afraid to let her loose. She wondered if the lord's instructions allowed her to leave Marti there. She reasoned the staff would probably loose her and that there might be some punishment for she not loosening her. The sweat from Marti's heated body soiled Gloria's garment as she leaned to undo her restraints. Weeks went by, The staff served Gloria and Marti's every instruction, except of course to allow them to leave. They, however, were unmolested by the lord, who was absent. They were free to do was they pleased. Was this what the lord had intended for the duration? Marti had endured whippings and humiliations for nine months now. She had even been whipped in front of Gloria, Gloria had whipped her more than once now. The freedom from this was exhilarating. She could not resist taking pleasure in her control over the mansion's staff. This seemed almost second nature to Gloria. The lord instructed the staff to tend their needs but not to submit to their pleasures. None the less, there were a few ways in which the woman could take advantage of the staff. Jeff was one of the lord's attendants which had stripped Marti in the garden. The next morning, she instructed Jeff that she wanted to be sure of his hygiene, so he must take his shower under her inspection every day. Gloria and Marti took breakfast on the veranda overlooking the garden where Marti had received her whipping, five weeks earlier. The staff member which served their table that morning brought news. He told the women the that lord would return to the mansion that morning. He concluded. "He may already be here." They looked at each other, then back at the staff member. Gloria could not finish her breakfast. Marti was nearly done and swallowed the last of her breakfast. With no sign of the lord, they each retired to their rooms where they changed out of their night cloths and into fine clothing for the day as had become their custom over the intervening month. Gloria barked at her staff attendant who had not washed the outfit she had planned to wear that day. Joni, the staff matron rushed to knock on Marti's door. "The lord wants to see you in the library. He is waiting for you!" She then repeated at Gloria's door. "Don't delay. Really... I mean it. I talked to him this morning. You don't want to keep him waiting this morning." Joni sounded very happy almost giddy. Marti and Gloria both wondered why. The women entered the library together. They wore the best gowns which their respective wardrobes provided them. Gloria's figure pressed through the fine linen cloth and revealed the shape of her hips and waist. Her breasts filled the gowns bra cups perfectly. Her cleavage was pink with the flesh of her breasts. Marti's dress displayed her full ass and equally supplied breasts flatteringly. The lord sat alone in the middle of the room. He greeted the woman with the instruction. "Close the door behind you." Gloria waited for Marti to comply. She did. The lord continued. "Have you both taken the time to carefully consider how obedient you plan to be or does one of you need another whipping?" He waited deliberately for each to provide an audible response, but neither did. They stood quietly. "The question requires a response. No response would be disobedience. Is that your choice?" The lord asked. The women looked at each other for clues as to the other's response. Marti turned again to face the lord and produced affirmation of her willingness to be obedient. Gloria however, remained silent. The lord concluded. "Your observation of Marti's punishment last month was not sufficient to inspire obedience, I see. Will you need to have your clothes removed for you and take the double whipping or will you willingly remove them for half the whipping? You may answer that by simply doing nothing or by removing your clothing right here, and right now in front of me and Marti." The lord reminded Gloria of Marti's whipping which stopped only after she was crying uncontrollably. "If you choose to stand there and do nothing, your whipping will be only half over once you begin to cry in earnest." Gloria's passive aggressiveness prevented her from speaking her mind, but the fury of her aggression also paralyzed her. She was unwilling to humiliate herself by getting naked in front of her owner despite the growing fear of what she was convinced would surely be done to her in mere minutes. The lord called for attendants and the door opened. Two staffers, Jeff and Mike, whom the women had counted on for the preceding month to carry out chores at their bidding, stepped through. The lord instructed them. "Take hold of Gloria and strip off her clothes." Gloria growled. "OK... OK... I'll do it. Make them leave the room and I will undress." The lord just slowly nodded his head no and motioned to Jeff and Mike to commence the task. Mike stood behind Gloria lifting her arms and holding them above her head. Mike started at her shoulders, cutting the straps and peeling the garment down her body. Her tits were revealed almost immediately. Gloria pulled her arms against Jeff's hold in the instinctive effort to pull her dress up and to cover her naked nipples. Jeff easily resisted her. Gloria's arms remained pulled taught above her head and her breasts were on display. Mike then reached between the fabric and her hips to pass her dress over the curves of her body, where after, it fell to the floor around her feet uncovering her trimmed but unshaven vulva. The lord commented. "Jeff, is her snatch covered in hair? Look closely." Jeff leaned down to take a close look and confirmed the lord's insincere suspicion, but the lord continued the ruse. "Mike hold Gloria's arms while Jeff takes a look." Gloria wanted to retract her pelvis inside of her self to hide her nakedness. She squeezed her legs together. Her embarrassment was obvious to everyone. Her lord made sport. "Don't try to hide yourself from them. They can clearly see your body. And you'll get used to it." Marti understood the implication of that last sentence before Gloria did. Simultaneously, she remembered the lords last instructions to them a month ago. She moved her hand over her own vulva to feel for hair. She had shaved but could not remember how many days ago. The clothes made the effort ambiguous. She turned away from the others to pull the hem of her skirt up and put her fingers to her own soft flesh. To her increasing fear, she felt stubble. Jeff now leaned down further lifting each of Gloria's feet to pull her garment from under her. Gloria could not resist Jeff's grip, but made every effort to prevent her up lifted leg from causing her crotch to open. She could not. The folds of her open snatch became visible to everyone with each lift of her leg. The lord instructed Mike to release Gloria's arms and asked her "Now that you are naked and will receive a double whipping, do you care to reduce the whipping a little by voluntarily walking to the bench and bending over to wait for your lashes?" The anger built up inside her again. Even though her irrational resistance to voluntarily submission would cause her greater pain, she could not. She knew it was irrational and she wanted to comply, but her anger would not let her. She stood mute and motionless. "Take her and shackle her." The lord instructed Mike and Jeff. Gloria's naked body was bent over a bench in the middle or the room. Her legs were spread and shackled at the ankles. Her arms shackled above her head. Her head was lower than her ass which was positioned exactly to receive her whipping. "Marti, fetch the whip from yonder table." The lord commanded. Marti obeyed. She held the hard leather wrapped handle of the whip in her hand as she stood inches from the lord and even closer to Gloria's naked body. Marti wondered if she was going to be allowed to deliver at least one blow to Gloria as Gloria had whipped her ass when she was shackled and naked in the same position as Gloria is now. Gloria wondered the same thing. She struggled uselessly. Unlike Marti who controlled her anger, Gloria was unable to bridle it and thrashed senselessly against the iron shackles as if she could move her naked and exposed ass far enough or fast enough to avoid the whip. The lord lifted the whip from Marti's hand and placed it on the bench to which Gloria was bound. He drew the long tail of the whip onto Gloria's back and down over her butt. He lay the tail of the whip between her ass cheeks and let it hang down between her legs. He did this to make the movements of her struggling more embarrassing for her, since everyone could see the whip's tail swish back and forth with her movements. When Gloria felt the whip brush against the inside of her legs, she realized the spectacle and stilled herself. She began to cry. Marti's Friend Instead of turning to whip Gloria, the lord instructed Jeff and Mike to fetch chairs, enough for the whole staff and to set them up on the far side of the room. He then turned to Marti. "You told me that you would obey. Prove it. Remove your clothing and show me your tits, pussy and ass." Marti looked at Gloria's naked assl. Her breasts pushing out the sides from between her chest and the bench. The tail of the whip which covered one of her naked pussy lips, but the folds of the lip on the other side were exposed for all to see. Marti did not respond verbally. She reached up to the strap on the back of her neck which held the gown and loosed it. One side of the dress fell to hang on her ample breast. The dark nipple of the other breast was left exposed. She felt intense embarrassment. She remembered ordering both Jeff and Mike to leave several times before she changed her clothes, but now, they stopped their activity to watch Marti undress. They saw her naked body and there was nothing she could do about it. It took the slightest of nudges to free the hanging dress which fell further, catching on her hips and bubble butt, revealing only the top of her hair stubbled slit. The lord's eyes took in her nakedness with a suggestion of disappointment over the hair. Marti reached to finish the job. The dress fell to the floor and she stepped out of it one foot at a time. She stood with her hands to her side and feet tightly together, trying to not give away her feelings of ardent humiliation. The stings of the whip came to her mind again. Gloria had no choice but to wait for her whipping. Yet the lord addressed Marti still. He reached his hand to the nipple of one of her breasts. "This is the fist I touched your dark nipple. Gloria has touched them when she came to Peter's Island to see you, Didn't she Do you trust her?" He gripped one of them with his thumb and forefinger while looking into Marti's eyes for any signs she might resist. There were none. Marti's face showed signs of resignation and shame. Her body was his to do with as he pleased and she would do nothing about it. She gave her body instead over to her master. The humiliation was intensified by Jeff and Mike's whispered comments to each other as they finished setting up the chairs. Marti's butt was to them, but she knew full well that her body would probably be on display for the whole staff shortly. There could be no other reason for the chairs. Her eyes closed and a lump came to her throat. The lord pulled on her nipple until he could see the first sign of pain in her eyes, but she did not struggle against him. She allowed him uncontested access to her naked body. He let go abruptly and moved his hand to caress Marti's vulva. He felt the stubble of her hair. "You will have to be whipped for that. Gloria will be whipped double hard for resisting her whipping and then she shall be whipped again for not keeping her self shaved. I wonder if she will resist her second whipping. You will be whip just once for not shaving." The lord ended his comment with a look into Marti's eyes. "Tell me you will voluntarily shackle yourself for your whipping." Marti could not get the words out with out her voice failing. "I will shackle..... myself...... for my whippinnnn....." Her voice deteriorated into a whine. Jeff and Mike had finished setting up the twenty or so chairs and each took seats in the front row. The lord snapped Marti back to attention. "Marti go through the mansion and find every staff member. Personally and one at a time, tell them the lord requires their attendance in the library. Tell them that it is time for your and Gloria's service." Marti did not know exactly what that meant, but she was more concerned at the moment about how to hide her nakedness. She realized that holding one arm over her bosom and the other hand over her vulva would look ridiculous. She resigned herself to walk through the mansion naked, hands to her side. Gloria was growing impatient for her own whipping. She finally mustered the courage to growl "Aren't you going to whip me?" For that the lord calmly walked up behind her bound and naked body, and slowly put his hand on her ass cheek, kneading it like dough. He then removed the whip from between her ass cheeks and delivered a lash upon her naked skin. Gloria wailed in pain and surprise. The lord informed her that "Your whipping has not yet begun. That one was just for speaking out." Gloria could hear the foot steps of the staff as they entered the room one by one. She was flexing her knees in an attempt to shake off the pain of that single lash. The desire to rub the pain away with her hand was so strong that she struggled against her wrist shackles as well. She realized the staff could see her struggle, but she could not see the staff as her ass was toward them. Marti was the last back in the room. The lord announced to everyone. "Thank you for your service to these two women this month past. I ask you to remain for the duration as Gloria and Marti will be serving you now. I have confidence that you will treat them according to the way they treated you." The lord turned to Marti. "As you are aware, you will be receiving a whipping now too. It is time for you to shackle yourself." Marti was standing to the side of the seated staff in the attempt to avoid their direct view as the lord spoke. Now she must walk directly in front and assume the same position in which Gloria was already. With each step toward the front of the room she studied the form and visage which Gloria's naked body provided the audience. This is how her body would also appear very shortly for everyone to see. Gloria's legs were apart and her ass was welting a little from her first lash. Her ass looked the shape of a heart, each cheek full and round, coming together at the top where it formed her crack which was pulled open by her spread legs. Down her ass crack, it soon split into two folds of dark skin, convoluted and meandering as a woman's pussy lips do when they cover her vaginal opening only part way. Marti thought of how her own naked pussy would be turned up for everyone's view as she stood with her back to the crowd. Parting her legs to line them up with the shackles, she placed her ankles into them one at a time. They snapped shut, at which point the realization that she was now committed to her humiliation and whipping rested heavily upon her, as iron prevented her running away. Bending over to submit her wrists to the same bondage became more difficult but inevitable. She struggled to hold back screams for help and forced herself to lean forward. Her breasts became heavy as she leaned forward. Her nipples touched the surface of the bench first and she raised her hands to reach for the shackles which were above her head. She laid her wrists into the open shackles and heard them click shut. Then she relaxed her body and felt her breasts adjust to her own weight on top of them. She could feel the cool air circulate around her snatch which was now open to the view of the room. She turned her head to look at Gloria who was looking back at her. And who said to her "I guess you don't get to whip me." Marti retorted. "I would hate to be you. You don't know how bad it hurts. And after it hurts that bad you still have the same number of lashes coming again. The worst part is, you want to rub it so bad, but you can't move her hands; and you want to get out of the way of the whip, but you can't move your ass either. You are held firmly in place as you hear the whip come down on you. You don't know what it feels like to hear the whip start to swing and try soooo hard to move your ass, but can't. Then the pain!" Marti's face cringed in remembrance. Gloria shut up, regretting her comment to Marti. The lord began speaking. "I understand that Gloria and Marti didn't actually treat you guys very well." The lord asked each of the staff to recount stories of Gloria and Marti's conduct which caused them discomfort, while Gloria and Marti laid bent over and naked listening. Wendy explained that Gloria had required her to stay awake all night on several occasions to prepare an elaborate breakfast dish for her. And Thad told of Marti making fun of him for being unable to lift a stone bench. She instructed Thad to work out in front of them naked every day while she and Gloria ate their lunch. Jeff and Mike which were the lord's attendants the first day and had stripped Marti naked at the lord's command, were singled out and ordered to ask permission each time before they took a shower so that Gloria and Marti could watch them. Marti and Gloria wondered, while listening to all of this, if their whippings would be worse for it. Or if some other punishment was in store. The lord him self walked around to Gloria's face and held it in his hands. Her short hair crowded his hands and fell between his fingers. He pressed hard on her face and positioned her face to look him in the eyes. He kissed her, tasting her lips. Then he pulled a black bag over her head and drew the draw chord snugly around her neck. Gloria could no longer see. Marti watched and wondered if she was next. She could do nothing as the lord leaned down in front of her in the very same way. He took hold of her face with his hands and more gently then he had handled Gloria, he lifted her mouth to his. He pressed her soft lips drenched with the sweat of fear against his. The lord lingered tasting and relishing the fullness of her pouty lips which were nearly as naturally dark as her nipples and pussy lips. Then he placed the same sort of bag over her head and drew it snug around her neck as well. He stood, placed his hand on Gloria's naked shoulder and addressed the room but spoke to Gloria. "You shall remain bound like this until tomorrow morning. At which time you shall receive a whipping until you cry earnestly, then fifteen minutes for the pain to abate before another of the same number of lashes for your resistance, then another fifteen minutes and another lashing of the same for not keeping your genitals shaved as instructed." He moved over to Marti's body and placed his hand on her shoulder then again spoke. "Marti, you shall also remain bound like this until tomorrow morning, where you shall then receive your whipping for not keeping your genitals shaved." The lord removed his hand from Marti's body and stood between the women's naked asses and the audience when he continued. "For the remainder of the woman's stay here, they will serve all of you in any capacity you see fit. Mind these three rules. They both shall not wear clothing at any time, nor cover their nakedness. They both must each shower and shave their pussies at least once a day, but may shower only in the garden, after informing each and every staff member personally of the time of their shower so that any may watch if they desire. They both shall masturbate themselves to orgasm once a day also after informing each and every staff member personally of the time and place of their masturbation so that each may watch if they desire." Marti was used to being required to inform others of her intimate moments. For an extended time on Peter's Island, she was required to sleep in a common area with her legs in stirrups. Gloria, on the other hand, began to cry. She imagined her self standing in front of a staff member naked to invite them to watch her publicly masturbate herself. The thought was too much for her. The lord ended the rules with a punishment. "If either Gloria or Marti break any of these three rules or do not obey an instruction, any of you can have either of them whipped. If they do not voluntarily walk to these whipping benches when instructed, whip them double. One last thing. I have blind folded them so that during the remainder of this day and through the night, any time before their whipping in the morning, anyone can come into this room and do with them as you please, so long as they remain in their shackles at all times. They will never know who you are, nor will your fellow staff members know who came to this room alone nor what you did." Gloria screamed from inside her hood. Marti moaned and began to cry. She pulled her ass forward and tried to close her legs, but could not. The lord was not yet done. "There is a generous supply of personal lubricant on the table. If either asks for lubricant, you must apply it for them." The lord then turned his head toward the woman so they could clearly hear his next instruction. "Gloria, Marti, I am sure that if a male staff member wants to penetrate your upturned sex with his penis, he will lubricate you, because he doesn't want to hurt himself, but if something else is used such as their fingers, a broom handle, or a vegetable, lack of lubrication may prove painful to you. If you want lubrication, you must ask for it. You must ask them to apply lubrication to you and you must specify on which part of your body. If you don't say to them 'please spread some lubrication in my pussy' they don't have to." The lord slapped Marti hard on her ass with his hand and turned to Gloria, placing his fingers between her open legs and upturned ass. He stroked her clitoris and pulled on her lips in a way which would have been very pleasant to Gloria under different circumstances. Then the lord walked toward the door, leaving Gloria and Marti's next eighteen hours in the hands of any number of the staff. "I will return in the morning for your whippings." He announced as he left the room. Jeff was the first to approach Marti from behind. Before saying anything he slapped her ass with his hand, but did not remove his hand afterward. Instead he slid it between her legs and inserted his thumb inside her. After which he said. "I don't care who knows what I do to you. And you can bet I am going to be watching you every time you shower and every time you have to masturbate. And you can also bet that every time you don't get your self all the way off, I will have you whipped. You made me strip naked every day for my shower, so I have no concern for stripping right now with everyone in the room and punishing you with my cock in your body." He pulled his pants down and released his hard cock which snapped to attention. Marti pleaded with him to not rape her. She pressed her body against the bench in the vain attempt to retreat her exposed pussy from him. Jeff was not her owner. He did not purchase her or win her at the auction house. Instead, He had been her servant for a month. She made him strip naked. She watched him shower. Now it was she who was naked, bound and humiliated for him. Jeff relished her fruitless, struggling attempts at retreat and her begging. He placed his hands on her ass cheeks to steady her. The feel of his hands signaled to her the imminent humiliating debauchery of her bound naked body. She tried to squirm, but even that was impossible. She could not close her legs. She could not turn herself around. She was soon sweat soaked and it pooled under her breasts which glistened and glided across the bench with her every twitch. Jeff's dick was stiff and anxious for its revenge inside her body. She couldn't see, but closed her eyes anyway as she felt the head of his cock touch the slit between her legs. She was already exhausted from struggling and the thought of a cock inside her reminded her of good feelings. A part of her wanted to give up, just relax and enjoy a penis entering her welcoming vagina. But this was Jeff, the man whom she had humiliated and this was certainly not the last time he would humiliate her. As his swollen cock parted her pussy lips and she began to feel it fill her up, she thought of what it will feel like being whipped tomorrow and that Jeff will undoubtably have her whipped again and on top of that probably also rape her again and again over the next three or four weeks. His cock had reached her whole length inside. She felt the pleasure of a full pussy and she felt her humiliation. She was not paying attention to what was happening to Gloria, though she could hear her scream and threat and curse. She knew that would not get her better treatment through the long night. She stopped struggling and pushed her ass outward to ease the effort of Jeff's repeated strokes. She said to him. "Jeff, I understand why you are angry at me. I am going to open myself up and let you do what ever you want to me. I can't resist very much, but I won't resist at all. It's OK. Do to me what you want. Its only fair and I am sorry for what I did to you." She tried to enjoy the rhythmic strokes of the involuntary sex act being perpetrated upon her. She relaxed and concentrated on the sensations of a man's dick inside and around her pussy. Jeff reminded her that he would still torture her all the same for the next couple of weeks. Jeff had not risked his freedom in an auction house for the chance of winning a great deal of money as she had nine months ago. This was her choice and she had no right to make Jeff do something to which he had never agreed. She said. "I know. It's OK. You do what you want to me. I deserve it." Marti felt the warm pressure of Jeff's cum spill inside her and Marti took from Jeff the pleasure and satisfaction which a woman takes from a man at that moment. As Jeff exited her, she felt the cold air of the room on her open cunt, which was again in the view of the full room. She braced herself for the next assault on her naked body. She could do nothing to prevent it. She could not even reposition herself. She could not wipe herself clean. Jeff's cum mixed with her own juices ran down her leg, she could do nothing about it. She pushed her pussy out and open, ready to receive what ever was next in the hope that offering no resistance might forestall more painful treatment. The next participant in her humiliation began by wiping the sweaty cum from the inside of her thigh. She knew it was not out of compassion, but because her assailant didn't want to mess himself up. She felt the rag swiped over her helpless body. She was unable to move. He then wiped the opening of her pussy clean to his satisfaction before taking hold of her clitoris and pulling and messaging to see how swollen he could make it. She was forced to submit to his will in its every detail. The public violations of their shackled bodies continued only for a short time. Gloria seemed to get the brunt of it because, she struggled so much. This proved satisfying to those whom she had treated with especial indignity. After an hour, the room was empty. Presumably others would come through the rest of the day and night, ones with desires to do things to Marti and Gloria which they did not want even their fellow staffers to know about. The room was quiet save for the sound of the vibrator which someone had left switched on and inside Gloria. Though both were blindfolded by the bags over their heads, they could speak to each other. "Gloria, is that thing inside you or is it on a table somewhere?" Marti asked in curiosity. Gloria responded with the truth. "It is inside me and it is arousing my pussy.. a lot! If the next person to come in just touches me with out hurting me, I will come so hard." Marti knew that feeling. It had happened to her several times during her nine months of service. She offered advise. "You won't be able to push it out. They probably tied it or taped it or something. That's what people did to me every time that happened to me. If you try to push it out, you will just make your pussy more sensitive. It gets really painful when your pussy is very sore and you can't stop from having another orgasm. So just relax and let go." Gloria took her advise. Gloria confessed to Marti. "It was a vary hard decision to offer myself into slavery even for a month to buy you out of your last month. But it was the only way I could buy you. And I only bought you less than a month of freedom before you would be free anyway. I don't know if I can do this. We have three weeks of this and my whipping tomorrow...." Gloria began to cry. The dildo sticking out of her pussy bounced with each sob. She could feel its weight against her clitoris each time. Marti's Friend Marti consoled her. "You don't have a choice now. Its done. These people will do to you what ever they want and we will both probably be whipped several times before our time here is up. Gloria, I have never been whipped as hard as you are going to be whipped tomorrow." Marti paused to let Gloria's sobbing subside again, then continued "We aren't here just to do their laundry like they were for us. We are their sex slave for the next month, but then we get to go home. Oh my god! I am soooo glad. I can't wait and I can't thank you enough for what you've done for me." Gloria perked up with that. "Marti, tell me what you miss most about home and who you want to see the most." Marti became excited with thoughts of home. Gloria had been back and forth to home and traveling the world over the last year with the money she won. Marti was surprised that she had enough left over to buy her. But she reasoned trading her own slavery gave her a big discount. Marti thought of home. "I miss the people at work the most. I can't wait to see them again. They will have my old job waiting for me. They have no idea why I took a year off. I told them I joined the Peace Core. I figured if I won the money, I could go back, quit my job and buy everybody a car. If I lost, I would be gone a year and no one would know what I really had to do. Oh my god! I would be soooo humiliated if they ever found out the things I let people do to me. I need that job since I didn't win the money. How could I possibly work with them if they knew all the things that happened to me?" Marti got serious. The thought of her coworkers finding out her true situation for the past year frightened her to death. She continued. "Especially Mark. Oh god! Mark, my ex. I would die. It would crush me for him to find out. He called me a slut and posted pictures of me naked on the Internet. I had made those for him!" Marti exclaimed. "For him...." She repeated. "If he knew that I was a sex slave, I would just die. And Jimmy at work. He has had a crush on my for so long. If he knew anything about what happened to me, he would tell my family and I would never meet anyone again that he wouldn't tell the whole story to." The door opened and they heard foot steps. Gloria felt a hand on the dildo. It was slid out of her smoothly and softly. The sensation was uncontrollable, Gloria shuddered. Nearing orgasm, she moaned. Marti then felt the dildo press against her own dry pussy opening. She quickly pleaded. "Please lubricate my pussy before putting it in. I won't resist at all." To her relief, she felt a glob of cold lubricant expertly swirled around her genitals. A finger reached inside her to apply an ample dose between her lips and inside her body. Marti succumbed to the indignity of allowing a stranger to manipulate her pussy lips. The dildo slid inside her and the setting was switched a notch higher. Her pussy wrapped itself around the vibrating artificial cock, sucking it in as if it were the real thing. Marti could not tell if the hands were that of a woman, but she could not be certain they were a man's. She tried to think about which female staff member would want to do this to her, but it was not her, the hands wanted. After kindly lubricating Marti's pussy and inserting the dildo, the hands left. They attended Gloria instead. She was still very close to orgasm and this mysterious person knew a woman's sexual response very well. The woman remained utterly quiet, never confirming to Marti her femaleness by the sound of her voice. She placed the underside of the tip of her finger onto Gloria's exposed and engorged clitoris. Gloria responded immediately with an involuntary spasm and grunt. Gloria tried to suppress her orgasm, but knew that if that finger touched her in that way again, she would explode in an orgasm. She pulled her pussy inward, but that only intensified the feeling, so she reversed immediately. She relaxed and pushed her pussy and ass toward the secret woman standing behind her. This was to the woman's great pleasure. She watched Gloria open her sex up to her. She watched Gloria give in. The woman knew exactly what Gloria was feeling and what to do to torture her into more spasms but always short of orgasm. She caressed Gloria's thighs and arms all the way down to her shackled wrists and ankles. Gloria could do nothing about it. She only felt the caress which kept her at the edge of an involuntary orgasm but did not cause her body to take the next step to release. Finally the woman's finger reached inside Gloria. Depressing with slight pressure the upper wall of her pussy all the way to the inside base of her clit until Gloria was a split second away from exploding in orgasm. The woman paid close attention to each twitch and the tension of each muscle in Gloria's ass and thighs. She pulled her finger out of Gloria just in time over and over again. Gloria's sex was engorged to the point of pain, but she would not give Gloria the release of orgasm. She would instead slap Gloria's ass painfully, turning it red then replace her finger at just the right spot insider Gloria's pussy, bringing her back to the brink of orgasm. More caresses of the her arms and the inside of her thighs caused Gloria to engorge to the point of soreness and aching. Unwilling to allow Gloria release nor relief from the sensations which would keep her at this uncomfortable point, she removed the vibrator from Marti's pussy, switched it off and inserted it back into Gloria carefully and slowly, so as to not overly stimulate her sex. Turning it on and up until it was just the right speed to keep Gloria in a perpetual state of hyper arousal but short of orgasm. Having achieved that point, she left the room. Marti asked Gloria if the dildo was in her again, guessing it's intent. Gloria moaned. "I wish I could reach my pussy. I wissssh ohhhhh.... " Her body tensed in the hope of an orgasm, but none came. Marti told her "Your whipping tomorrow will be much more painful if someone doesn't give you an orgasm, but I am sure someone will touch you and that will be all it takes to orgasm right there in front of them. What I am worried about is that same woman might come back early in the morning and bring us to the brink of orgasm and leave us there until we are whipped. So we will both be aching, aroused and swollen when the whip hits our butts and pussies." Gloria moaned again, pushing her body against the shackles in a useless attempt to press the engorged folds of her pussy against anything which could finally bring her to orgasm. Marti continued. "Don't move. Just relax. It will only make it worse. Think about other things." Though, her body was tightly constrained into the humiliating position, she continued her thoughts of home. "No one back home or at work will have any idea how I was humiliated or whipped or made to masturbate myself in front of people."