A week later Amy found herself with Sandra at her feet.  The torture and hotbox had broken her.  And now she wore lovely lingerie as she washed Amy's and Emily's feet while they watched a movie.  

"Make sure to get in between the toes slave."  Emily said with a smile.  Amy looked at the pretty girl.  She had sat Emily down and explained to her the danger she was putting herself into.  She hoped Emily had listened.  So far she hadn't gone missing, appearing on some unlisted auction block.  Inside the shapely athlete had continued to help train Sandra.  

"Of course Mistress Emily."  Sandra said submissively.  In almost two weeks Amy had for all intents and purposes, broken Sandra into the perfect slave.  She hoped this would be enough to save her from a life of pain.  Emily smirked as she was called mistress.  They turned and looked over their shoulder as the door opened.  Amy saw her Uncle walk in.

"Uncle James."  Amy said standing.  Sandra stayed on her knees submissively.

"Hello Amy."  He looked at Sandra and Emily.  "Miss Emily, looks like you have come a long way."

"We have indeed Uncle."  Amy replied.  "She is now an A plus slave across the board."  The half indian, half mexican nineteen year old coed continued to kneel.  James smirked as he took out his phone.  

"Really lets see."  He said messing with his phone as he sat down in one of the chairs.  "Come here."  He said pulling Sandra into his lap.  He pulled her hair having her face the screen.  He other hands wandered, groping her thighs, amazing belly, and good sized breasts.  "How about we see a potential future of yours."  He said continuing to feel Sandra's amazing brown skin.  Suddenly the screen started to play a video.


On the screen were two men and a woman standing.  There was also a young girl on all fours.  She looked Chinese, lovely slim but perky body.  She seemed to be nervous as one of the men spoke.  "Welcome audience to our lovely performance.  We have a brand new slave toy today.  I think her name is Lilly but Im not positive."  He said pulling on the dark hair of the Chinese-American girl.  "So slave, tell them what your hopes and dreams were."

The young girl couldn't of been out of her college years.  She swallowed a sob as she started to speak.  "I was a college student.  I was studying physics, I- I want to be an astronaut.  Please dont hurt me."  She said a tear rolling down her cheek.  The woman laughed.

"Oh I can't wait to make you scream slave.  You're not totally broken yet."  She laughed as the girl was placed on a rack.  Amy swallowed as she saw the rack tighten slowly.  Past the point it should of been.  The girl started to scream.  Then when it looked like she couldn't take it anymore they stopped.  Then the flogs and studded paddles came out.

"No please.  Im a good slave stop!"  She begged.  Amy fidgeted as the video showed minuets of her legs and midsection being assaulted, she screamed herself hoarse and the blows still came.  Sandra moved uncomfortably as well and James kept a hold of her.  

The video continued as the girl was dragged to a table.  She was hooked up with batteries clamped all along her body.  Then they turned on the battery.  The screaming continued.  The video would jump every once and awhile.  But Amy knew the torture was continuous.  This was the BDSM video.  Then there was a skip.  It was likely the next day.  The girl had been left on a water wheel all night.  She shivered from the cold and exhaustion.

"Water torture day."  The man said with a smile.  She was hooked up near a well, her head was dunked.  Amy had seen this before, then the men took their pleasure, all the while Lilly struggled for air.  After a while she was dragged to a table that sloped down.  A man was on top while she was waterboarded.  Whips came into play as well.  It was horrible.

"Day three.  Well Lilly, still planning on being an astronaut?"  A man said pulling a shivering and blabbering girl on her knees.

"Please, no more.  Please I'm a slave, no more pain please!"  She begged.  Amy was tired of the video.  Tired of the men and the woman taking their pleasure as hotwax covered her belly and electric shocks hurt her body.  Crops left bruises, then she was used as a literal punching bag.  Sandra could barely stayed seated.  Terrified.  Amy was angry, these bastards should of been outlawed.  But they paid well.  Finally the video ended, the girl hanging limply in chains.  The evil people mocking her, telling her to enjoy her vacation in her cage until the next time they brought her out.  Finally the video ended.


"Well I hoped you enjoyed that slave."  James said patting Sandra's tummy.  "What are your thoughts?"

"Please.  Please don't.  Im sorry for my abolitionist statements.  Please-"

"Uncle!"  Amy cried out stepping forward.  "I've made her a good slave.  She's submissive.  You wont make the most money from them!"  James looked at his niece and smirked.  

"Very well.  Lets see how submissive."  James said pushing Sandra off of him and to her knees.  "You should go Amy."  Amy clenched her fists and left in a huff as he grabbed the exotic girl's hair.  She submissively waited.  "Now, lets see how good a slave you are."  A few minuets later he was smiling.  "Well, a very good slave indeed."



-


James was furious and paced back and forth in his room.  "You are real close to getting out of line."  He said pointing at the beautiful girl he almost considered his wife, if not for the fact she had been enslaved back before he went to college.  

"Julie didn't mean to break those plates."  She replied crossing her arms.  She wore a dark red tank top that cut off right above her navel, as well as a pair of tight black yoga pants that showed off her lower half quite nicely.  "You know as well as I do you've been to hard on her these first few months.  She's terrified.  You always enjoyed some flogging games but when it came to me you treated me like a person.  You enjoyed me yes but we eased into your games.  You did the same with Maria when you bought her after your first promotion.  With Sara you were a bit harsher but she spent most of the time with us."

"What worried Im focusing to much on the new girl?"  James said with a wink.

"Don't change the conversation James.  Im barely over thirty, and boundoggle has helped anti-aging advances, we both know I look like I should be in college.  Maria is only twenty-seven.  And Sara was in college when she was enslaved and is only twenty-three now.  That's not the point."  Alexa sighed.  "Yeah I'm a slave.  But you've always listened to me as an equal.  Mostly.  You've been having way to much fun with Julie, a power trip thats gone on for months."

"Well she is my-"

"James."

"Ahah."  James said waving a finger.  "One of the solid rules we have is you don't interrupt me."  He paused for a second as Alexa lowered her arms.  "But you may continue."

"Okay, well Master."  She said putting on emphasis and patting James' shoulder.  "That puerto rican teen has gone through a whirlwind.  She's broken in and more submissive than you probably even wanted.  You telling her that tonight would be a full night of punishment is driving her anxiety through the roof.  Usually when one of us cries the other three can help."  She shook her head.  "James you once told me you would be a villian in any other universe.  But in this world you enjoy your position but you try not to abuse it.  You have always enjoyed the flog and the paddle, but you've never been an abuser.  When you use to have entire days whipping me you had your sister take me with her to her weekend spa getaways.  Every whip of the belly had a massage of the back afterwards.  You made life bareable for us."

James sighed and scratched his head.  "Okay so you want me go a bit easier on her for now on.  Well Alexa you haven't used my kindness to subvert me before."  He shrugged.  "Okay, but I still have to make it clear that what she did wasn't acceptable.  She should be punished tonight.  That china was my mother's, it was actually a gift to you at your baby shower."

Alex cross her arms and did a light twist left and right, rolling her eyes to make her look innocent.  "Well if you need to make sure someone gets punished and send a message you could always use me master."  She said, almost sultry, but not quite.

"Really Alexa, it has been a while since you got punished badly?"  James chuckled.  "You do remember back when you actually showed disobedience that one time when I was in college."  Alexa blinked at looked at him plainly.

"And I'm sure you noticed that was the last time.  But you shouldn't be punishing her that bad over china.  But yes I'll be a sacrifice for Julie."  She replied.  "I'll explain it to Julie.  You make sure to keep up your aura of being a stern disciplinarian, and Julie will realize that she can rely on me to protect her."  James chuckled.  "And then this weekend you let me Maria, Sarah, and yes Julie, go to the spa with your sister.  You haven't given Julie that privilege yet.  Let her decompress, okay?"

"Well it has been a while.  Should be fun."  Alexa rolled her eyes.  "For me at least."

-

Tom walked up to his Boss as they looked at a screen.  "How are you today sir?"  He asked looking at the screen.  It showed Amy and her delectable young assistant Emily training the new slave.  The nineteen year old girl wore her white bra and panties that was given to her by Amy.  Currently she practiced poses that she would need as a slave.

"I am good Tom."  He said looking at the screen.  "So your problem has been fixed?"  He asked fixing the cuffs on his suit.  Even though one could barely see his suit in the dark room, lit mostly by the screens.

"Indeed sir."  Tom replied smiling.  "Killed two birds with one stone.  I convinced her to not worry about the legality of me enslaving little Nina and Mistress Knight isn't bugging me about it.  I convinced her by informing her about Emily's transgressions."  He said looking at the shapely ginger on the screen.  "I can only assume she has spoken to Emily about her how it would be unwise for her to continue her actions.  Not that I wouldn't have minded enslaving her."

"Another illegal enslavement, and of her in particular, would be much too far; unless she had done something that would have actually caused damage."  The Boss replied.  "However good job doing that.  That's why I few you so highly as an employee here."  He smirked just a pit and put his hand to his chin.  "And why I was willing to arrange that little gift for you."  

Tom smiled.  "Yes of course sir.  Much appreciated.  You know you can always rely on my abilities."  He looked at the screen, he raised an eyebrow at how submissive the exotic brown skinned teen had become.  "Impressive from the young Trainer."  Tom said geniuely impressed.  "She's had Miss Ruiz for just over three weeks, a fire one from all I heard.  And look at her now."

"Yes I am very impressed with Amy."  His Boss replied.  "I feel she can become one of our best trainers in the future."  

"And here I was half expecting her to fall apart and do something at would get her enslaved."  Tom said smirking.

"Will you please not fantasize about enslaving all of our female employees that are good looking."  He Boss replied with a smirk on his lips.

"Of course sir!"  Tom replied grinning.  "Though hell, Amy there has a tight body."  He enjoyed watching the screen.  Three very pretty girls on the screen.  "And she was so sad to be separated from Nina."

"No I have always had faith in Amy."  His Boss muttered.  "Besides I probably couldn't do that to James' favorite niece.  He has done far too much for the company and is much too good of an employee for me to enslave Amy."  There was a sigh.  "Like I said I always had faith in Amy.  But if I had to do anything I would likely just tell James to handle it.  Im sure he knows a scare tactic or two he could use."

"Oh of course Boss."  Tom replied.  "Besides Nina is very enjoyable."  He paused and smiled.  "Very."  

-

"Okay lets wrap this up Emily."  Amy said nodding at her 'assistant'.  

"Of course Amy."  The shapely ginger said walking over to Sandra.  "Come on now slave."  She said shackling Sandra's hands in front of her.  Amy had made her sleep more comfortable.  Her shackles had some length to them and she had a padded blanket to sleep on in her cramp cage.  

"Yes Mistress Emily."  The dusky teen said submissively.  

"I always get a kick out of that."  Emily said grinning as she shackled Sandra's ankles and led her over to her cage.  As it was locked she walked over to Amy.  "You said you could drive me home tonight?"  The intern asked.

"Yeah, lets head out."  Amy say turning to exit the room.  They walked out of the large compound, the sun had already set and it was humid out.  "Was a long day but I'm fairly certain the corporation wants to sell Sandra on the market now for a lot more that selling her to those monsters."  Amy said sighing, tired from the day.  

"Yeah, you've done good Amy."  Emily replied getting into her car.  

"Of course."  She said getting in.  She turned the key and they started to drive to Emily's house.  After awhile of talking Amy asked a question.  "So Emily why are you interning at Boundoggle?"  

Emily shurgged.  "My family have always been associated with the company."  Her eyes focusing as she spoke.  "They work for one of their smaller companies.  And they obviously generally speak well of them.  I mean when I say they work for those companies they're in high management position.  Big check no guilt right."

"So it wasn't hard to get an internship."  Amy replied.

"I was sent one actually.  My parents would likely keep me from getting enslave, I mean Im quiet aware of my attractiveness and body.  Hell I generally try to wear sweats in public because of idiots and creeps who want to catcall me, except modern catcalls usually include a mention of buying me from boundoggle.  But an internship.  No question.  Personally despite my parents nod and smile towards the company I must say Im not the biggest fan of enslaving people.  Causes me some guilt sometimes."  She muttered.

"Hey, it protects you, and will set you up nicely."  Amy replied smiling.

"So I can be forced to train my childhood friend?"  Amy gulped.  "Oh wait I already saw one of mine get enslaved.  Like I said me and Nina weren't extremely close, but we had classes together and got along well.  You know what they did was-"

"Yeah I know."  Amy muttered pulling onto Emily's street.  "Where are your parents car?"  Amy asked as she saw an empty driveway.

"Oh they're on a weekend getaway, its just me for now."  Emily said nonchalantly.

"You're here by yourself?"  Amy asked surprised.

"Like I said, they get nice paychecks, and Im working as an intern.  Usually I carpool with Williams but I'm pretty sure he has a crush on me."  Emily muttered.  "Nice kid, I'm just not in the mood right now, you know?"

"Of course."  Amy said pulling into the driveway.  

"Come on in."  Emily said waving her hand.  Amy shrugged, looking at the house it was very nice looking.  A two car garage attatched to a pretty large two story house with a large front yard.  Emily had spoken about there being a pool in the back.  Emily unlocked the door and walking in the house was very nice.  With warm colors painting the wall with dressers along the wall filled with glass plates.  A stairs led upstairs.

"Nice house."

"Thanks.  Emily replied walking into the kitchen and opening the refigerator and pulling out a soda.  "Nice to relax after being around slavers all day."

"I guess."  Amy said opening a can that was handed to her.  "You know its a shame that boundoggle has to go out at put girls in permnant slavery."  Emily said turning and walking up the stairs.  "Come on my rooms up here, I have a tv in my room."

"Coming."  Amy said.  "And lets face it boundoggle makes a lot of money getting merchandise to sell."  

"Yes, but its so harsh; heck if they made it like a contract for a few years I would have already would have reserved a spot to volunteer."  Emily said walking into her room and taking a sip of her drink.

"Really?"  Amy said raising an eyebrow.  "You would volunteer to be a slave?  You do realize everything that entails.  You want to be in a bdsm torture film?"

"I said if it was a temporary enslavement for a few years."  Emily said smirking and rolling her eyes.  "I wouldn't however, mind being a nice decoration for a couple of years for a strapping master or mistress."

"I think you mean dominated and controlled without a care for your thoughts."  Amy replied.  

"There would be risks obviously.  But the idea of being bound and yes, dominated for a little while.  Thats not all that bad.  Beats a boring menial desk job.  At least as long as one has a thing for being bound and helpless."  Emily said taking another sip of soda as she crossed her right leg over her left, almost seductively as her jean clad legs fit snugly in them.

"And would you fit in that category?"  Amy asked crossing her arms.  

Emily finished her soda before placing it down on the floor and shurgging.  "What's it to you Amy?"  She replied hiding a smirk behind a straight face.  "I don't know why my answer would interest you."

Amy raised an eyebrow and put a small smirk on her face.  "I don't know.  I can't say seeing you bound and pleading for mercy wouldn't be a sight.  You would definitely deserve in your hubris to end up with a cruel master."

Emily paused for a second and smirked.  "Or mistress."

"You have a preference?"  Amy replied leaning against the wall smirking.

"No, not really.  Though relationships are better with boys.  I'm better at making them squirm with fake moodswings."  She chuckled.  "So again, what's it to you?"

Amy walked to towards Emily.  "Well I am a full fledged employee of Boundoggle; I could enslave you, get you all trussed up as merchandise."  Amy said patting Emily's thigh.  Emily stood up, she was shorter than Amy by a few inches.  She spoke softly.

"You're a trainer, you don't acquire merchandise."  Emily said looking up out of the corner of her eye and smirking.

"Well," Amy said lightly pushing Emily's shoulder so she sat back on the end of the bed.  "Perhaps we can keep an arrangement between us.  If you want to be a slave, well I could be strapping mistress."  She broke out into a grin.  "And perhaps cruel, just for you of course."  Emily leaned back on one elbow.  Amy couldn't help but think 'lord she has a body'.  

"You would have to capture me."  Emily said slyly.  "And I certainly wouldn't go down without a fight."  Amy chuckled.

"Take off your shirt.  I can pull off your jeans once your arms are bound.  Would hate to have to cut off your intern shirt.  Boundoggle would probably enslave you over that."  Amy finished her own soda while Emily sat back up.  

"You know the legend of the boundoggle robber and the poor schoolgirl."  It was a statement not a question.  Of course her just like almost all boundoggle employees had heard one varient of the story.  The story goes that in order to make money on the side a boundoggle operator went into an unlocked house hoping to find some cash thinking the house empty.  While he (or maybe even she) went through a girl recently home from school walked out into the living room.  Some say the original story said she was a hispanic girl home from a day at high school, others say italian, others filipino.  Was definitely a brunette people say.  She wore a hoodie and tight shorts.  Not wanting to lose their job for robbery the operator plays up the robber part; they demand a hoodie from the girl in order to cover their face to get away.  The girl obliges, but when the operator sees that she is only wearing a bra and sees her in her bra and short shorts realizes that she in the most valuable thing in the house.  The poor schoolgirl is told that the robber works for boundoggle.  Of course there's begging as she's bound and dragged off.  Some say she was sold at auction, others say she was sold on the blackmarket for reasons not known; perhaps to cover the fact that it was a robbery.  Of course no one actually acknowledged the blackmarket's existence.  The story was likely true, but which version was unknown.  

"Of course Em."  Amy replied smiling and putting her hand on her hip.  "Where can I find some rope and tape?"  

"Garage, in the cabinet."  Emily said with a bit of a grin and a nod.  "I'll change."

Amy nodded as she walked into the garage.  She found the cabinet.  It even had a dufflebag.  The cabinet had some rope, duct tape, and even some belts she could use.  She smiled as she walked back up into the house.  Emily heard her come back in and came around the corner.  She was a good actress and had a look of shock when she spotted Amy.  Emily had let her ginger hair down and wore a grey hoodie as well as tight volleyball shorts that made Amy pay attention; as it showed off her creamy athletic legs that were quite the handful, and she was barefoot.  After a second Amy responded to the surprised looking Emily.  "Don't move, I have a gun."  She said.

"Okay, understood."  Emily said raising he hands.

"Now I got some cash and valuables from here, but I need to make my escape, need some clothes.  Hand over the hoodie."  She said in a demanding tone.  Emily nodded for a second and slipped off her hoodie and tossed it to Amy.  She smiled as she put it on.  Amy wore a strapless white bra similar to the one she had given to Cassandra.  It contrasted nicely with her hair.  Her breasts would make a twenty-something jealous and were perky.  Her waist made sure everyone know she was in good shape and had a nice navel.  Then her volleyball shorts barely contained one of the shapeliest rears Amy had seen on an intern.  Amy put on the hoodie just for fun.  

"There you go.  Take the most valuable things here."  Emily said, her arms still up.

"About that actually."  Amy said smirking.  "You see I work for boundoggle."  Emily played her part and put a worried expression on her face.  "And I think you are the thing worth the most here.  So Ill just legally enslave you as property of boundoggle."  She said walking towards Emily.

"No- wait.  Please dont.  Dont do this."  As Amy got close she pushed her arm away and bolted towards the stairs.  

"No you don't.  Come back here!"  Amy said chuckling as she chased after Emily.  She was right behind her as she cornered her in her room.  She didn't even pause and tackled her on top of her bed.  

"No!  Don't, I'm not a slave!  You know what they'll do to me!"  Emily cried out as she was pinned on top of her bed.  Meanwhile Amy enjoyed the sound of duct tape as she taped her wrists together until they were tight against each other.  She then took a belt and cinched it tight in order to make sure there was no escape.  She then did the same to Emily's elbows.  The girl grunted as her chest was forced out and her arms were forced tight against each other.  "Please, thats tight.  Let me go."

Amy chuckled as she picked a sock that was left on the floor by her bed.  "Oh hush slave."  Amy said forcing the sock in her mouth.  She then put a piece of layer over Emily's mouth.  She put a couple more layers and smoothed it out.  "Dont worry slave, Im sure we can find some fun we can have."  Amy cupped at patted her lightly freckled face.  Emily moaned in her gag and kicked her legs.  Amy responded by smacking her thigh as hard as she good.  Emily yelped into her gag as it left a stinging mark on her smooth thigh.  "Don't resist and it won't be as painful.  As."  

"Mmmph."  Emily moaned as her knees were cinched together with rope.  She then used duct tape and a belt again on her ankles and then wrapped a belt tight around her shins.  With Emily secured she couldn't help but run her hands up her thighs.

"These are some luscious legs Emily."  Amy said smiling as Emily responded by struggling in her bondage.  Amy grinned as her hands went higher and she squeezed her firm rear.  Emily fought even harder at this though in reality she was loving it.  "Wow Em, you got a body that is insane.  You should wear volleyball shorts all the time!"  She smacked it hard making her jump in her bonds and yelp again.  Amy then rolled Emily over.  She loved seeing Emily, barely wearing anything.  Chest out, smooth and lovely belly exposed and vulnerable.  Taking more rope she pulled up her arms with a grunt from Amy and put her arms above her head, tying and securing it above her by putting it above her head and tying off ends around the entire headboard.  She then pulled her feet down and secured it to the foot of the bed.

"Mmppamh."  Emily said as Amy laid down next to her, lightly clawing her fingernails on her sexy tummy.  Making her eyes go wide and get goosebumps.

"Now, Emily."  Amy said running a single fingernail around her midsection, making Emily squirm just a bit.  "I was here to rob your house, but instead Im going to enslave you."

"Mmmmph!"  Emily pleaded playing along.  Amy just kept running a fingernail around her midsection.

"But there is no reason to sell you to some bdsm video company that will torture you for days."  She ran a fingernail up to her bra.  "So how about I contact a friend and have them sign paperwork to have you become my property."  She ran the fingernail along the top of her breasts and then down the middle of her midsection to the top of her volleyball shorts.  She lifted them up slightly before letting them pop back onto her skin.  "You should be happy, I could have you sold on the blackmarket, to some off the books torture dungeon where they would just love to completely break this amazing body of yours."  She laid her hand flat on Emily's silky belly and massaged it.  "So my slave, you agree."

Emily moaned into her gag and closed her eyes.  Enjoying her belly massage.  After a moment she nodded.  "Mmmph."

"I'm sorry slave, what was that?"  Amy said still rubbing the redhead's belly, occasionally slipping a finger into her navel.  

"Yemmph-mismphres."  Amy smirked as she squeezed Emily's breasts, making her moan.

"You've been helping me train Sandra, what are you doing calling me Mistress.  You know better slave."  Amy said, making Emily whimper as she pressed a fingernail uncomfortably deep into her navel.

"Sormphy-mmmphaassspher."  The ginger teen replied, sucking her lovely gut in.  Amy smiled, leaning over her belly she stuck her tongue out and licked her midriff.  Emily moaned and shivered as Amy licked up her warm belly.

"Why Emily, your belly is so luscious, perfect for a slave of mine."  She said putting a hand on each of her sides and started to lightly stroke her skin with her hard fingernails.  Emily started to lightly giggle into her gag and put a pleading look on her face and shook her head.  "Ahah slave."  Amy muttered mockingly.  "I can do whatever I want with this sexy belly and this rocking body of yours.  And there's nothing you can do about it, so just suffer."  She said as she picked up the speed of her tickling.  Emily started laughing into her gag as she attempted to squirm in her bondage, but she was tied much to strictly for any of her squirms to help.

"Mpphahahaha-noomphhaha!"  She begged, her lightly freckled face starting to become red like her hair.  Amy continued to spider tickle from her sides and moved to her spasming tummy.  She tickled hard and fast, making her creamy skin light red with marks as she did her best to vicously tickle Emily and make her skin hot.  

"Ah is little slavey ticklish?"  Amy said smiling as she started to rake her nails down her midsection, from her bra to her panties.  This sent ticklish sensations driving Emily insane.  She couldn't stop laughing into her gag and Amy loved her gagged laughter.

Mphahhoohpahphapha!"  She pleaded in her gag.  Tears falling out of the corner of her eyes.  Amy then bent down an blew a raspberry into her midriff.  This made Emily arch her back as much as she could, which felt nice to Amy and just sent her midsection pressing deeper into her ticklish nail and fingers.  Sweat was forming on Emily sweet skin, making her smooth skin silky, and just adding to her ticklishness.

"This is so much fun!"  Amy said beaming.  Are you thighs ticklish as well.  Amy said tickling Emily's belly with one hand while tickling her inner thighs with the other.  Emily shook her head vehemently as she tried to get air through her nose and her breasts rose and fell from exhaustion.  "Well, well, well. How does it feel being nothing but a slave Emily."  Amy asked putting her hands on her hips.  "I think you are slowly accepting it." Amy said giggling as she pinched Emily's side. She tried to squirm away. Amy decided to torture Emily some more by finding a pingpong paddle in the corner of the room and slapping her belly- alot. Emily squirmed and moaned in pain as her belly stung and her luscious skin was made a darker shade of red. "Oh does that sting?"  Amy said mockingly.  "Like I said I can be a cruel master.  Your hubris should be punished at least a little."

-

Alexa tightened and screamed into her gag as the whip wrapped around her midsection once again.  Another mark was left, one of many of her smooth brown skin.  James' most trusted slave girl hung limply, gasping for air.  Her body shook involuntarily in pain and her body was soaked in sweat.  Alexa's 'punishment' in place of Julie had gone on for over two hours at this point.  Her body burned, she had to choose between a night of water torture or a night of whipping, paddling, and flogging.  Many inexperienced with both would of taken the water torture immediately.  One time, years ago, Alexa had resisted.  James and an expert had made sure that never happened again.  She was terrified of water torture.  Now her hands hung from the ceiling, her toes barely, and painfully, supporting her weight on the floor.  

James walked up to her.  She had started the night wearing lingerie and had been slowly stripped nude.  Now her beautiful form was before him ans standing behind her he rubbed her battered and burning body.  "So Alexa, how is the punishment going?"  He asked slipping the gag out of her mouth.

"I'm sure you are having fun."  She panted, exhausted from the nights events.  

"Well we aren't done yet."  He said.  They were currently in his punishment room, it was right behind his large 'master' bedroom.  It had a couple of crops, flogs, and whips.  As well as all the bondage equipment he needed.  Unhooking Alexa from the ceiling hook he picked her up and laid her against the rack.

"James."  Alexa whispered, her colombian brown skin shining from a sheen of sweat.  Her hair plastered around her.

"It was you idea, and choice to take Julie's place.  I'm not going to go light on you just for that."  He said tightening the rack after she was strapped in.  He slowly had Alexa stretched out on the rack, it didn't cause horrendous pain but Alexa let out a few uncomfortable grunts.

"Ah- James, please."  She moaned.  James whispered to her to hush as he brushed her sweaty raven hair out of her face.

"Open up."  He said.  Alexa put on a pouty face but opened her mouth as James created a cleave gag and pulled it between her face.  He walked over and picked up a flogger.  "You know I love bellies."  He said with a flick of the wrist.  Alexa jumped and moaned in the gag as it smacked against her right side.  "I do admire your body, still amazing to this day."  He flicked again smacking her left side.  "Remember those first days together.  You were uncomfortable at first but you adapted quickly."  He flicked the flog over her breasts and midriffs.  Alexa clenched her fists and screamed into her gag.  "I remember you waking up early, always made sure you made my family happy by making breakfast.  I remember walking out, eating those tasty meals as you kneeled at my feet, your head resting against my leg.  Wearing those pink and purple bra and panties."  He flicked the flog over her thighs.

"Jammmmphs!"  Alexa screamed into the gag.

"Okay, okay."  James said walking over and placing the flog don, only to pick up a cat-o-nine-tails whip.  Alexa shook her head quickly and pleaded into her gag.  "Come on Alexa, you know this is my favorite."  He quickly flicked it across Alexa's tummy.  "Dang you are chewing on that gag."  James said flicking it across her belly again.  "I still remember my mother forcing me to let you wear a robe when you were working in the house.  She treated you like a daughter, and taught me how to ease you into slavery.  But I did love how whenever you entered my room you would let the robe fall off your shoulders.  That was a wonderful summer."

"Mmmph."  Alexa moaned, she almost smirked.

"Oh I brought you plenty of pleasure, don't act like I ignored that."  James said grinning.  Alexa let out an exhausted chuckled behind her gag.  James walked over and felt her thighs and belly.  Her skin was hot and her ordeal from the night showed.  "Ah hell."  He said his hands slipping lower.  "Ill give you some pleasure."  He held up the catoninetails.  "But afterwards this isn't done."  Alexa nodded as James started to make her try to buck, though this time in pleasure instead of pain.

-

Amy walked back into the room, she saw Emily still tied up on the bed.  Her body also shone a sheen of sweat.  Her ginger hair splayed about her head.  Amy smirked she lowered a hand and tickled the soles and tops of her bound feet.  Emily shook her head and laughed into her gag.  "I must say Emily for all your talk the only real tools of punishment I was able to find was that stupid tiny tiny paddle, and this belt."  She said holding up a studded belt that she had found in her father's closet.  Emily's eyes went wide.  "Oh yes."  Emily said sitting down next to Emily and lightly tickling her belly, electing a bit of squirming from Emily.  "I bet I can get some good smacks on your sexy tummy and meaty thighs with this."  She smirked, bending down and pinching the skin on her side.  There wasn't exactly a lot of fat to grab, but getting her muscle and pinching the skin and pulling elicted a jump from the bound ginger teen.

"Aoohmph!"  She squeaked out.  She tried to squirm as Amy did it again.

"What, I told you I would also be cruel."  She said chuckling, doing it again.  "You offer your body so willingly, you had to know I would get some more tears from those eyes, and not from tickling."  She let out a giggle as she grabbed the skin around the navel and pinched and pulled.  Emily leaned her head back and moaned.  "Ah I love it."  Amy said referring to her private slave's moans.  "We have got to do this more often."  She patted her belly as she stood up.  "Now my slave, time for some screams."  Folding the belt just a bit Amy paused to let the feeling sink it.  Emily's breasts rose and fell quickly from nervousness, Amy loved the view.  Then she flicked the belt.

"Ahhhhmmmgh!"  Emily moaned behind her duct tape.  Amy chuckled, the studded belt went across her belly with a good amount of force.  It hit with a good 'smack' and left a stinging red mark, the studded belt made it much more painful and Emily had to blink tears out of her eyes as she was smacked with the belt again.  "Ahhhhhmmmm!  Ammmmmmmii!"

"Tut tut."  Amy said smacking her belly again.  "Did you just call me Amy instead of Master?"  Another slap.  Tears started to fall out of her watering eyes as Emily moaned.  Very quickly the studded belt was making her belly burn and felt like it was clawing at her soft skin.

"Sooomi-mmmmmahsssmmmrr!"  Emily cried out as her belly was smacked again.  She curled her toes as her belly had been made red.  Amy smacked it again.  "Uuuummmgh!"

"How does it feel on you thighs?"  Amy asked quickly smacking both of her thighs.  Amy moaned.  "What, you wanted to be dominated.  This is pretty damn painful I bet."  She surprisingly smacked her thighs again.  "Having pain inflicted, bound, helpless, resigned to the role of the slave tonight."  She went back to her reddened belly and brought it back on again.  "I can't think of being dominated in such a total way.  And I bet you agree with me, this is your fantasy Em!  Aren't I right."  Emily took deep breaths for a moment before looking at Amy a nodding.  "Good, because my arm isn't tired yet."  Emily squeaked again as her burning tummy felt the studs and belt again.

-

Alexa moaned as James put up his catoninetails.  He walked over to the rack.  Alexa was absolutely exhausted, her body was worn out and her midsection and legs burned.  "Its okay Alexa, I think that's enough for tonight."  James said with a smile as he took Alexa off the rack.  She was almost unconscious as James placed her on his shoulder.  He opened a door and walked out of his punishment room and into his bedroom.  Off to the side was his bathroom, and he walked in.  He had a large walk in shower and there was a hook with cuffs in it.  While he hooked Alexa up, the latina was able to have her feet firmly on the grown.  "Heads up."  He said turning on the water.

"Oooh thats chilly."  Alexa moaned, a faint smile on her lips.  The water washed down her hot body as James undressed, he entered the shower and took some soap, squeezing it into his hand her started to gently caress every inch of  Alexa's amazing body.  Soon suds covered much of her body as she leaned her head back to kiss James' neck and shoulder.  

"I bet you prefer this.  Huh."  He said rubbing her belly, it was marked up and she flinched and shuddered as he gently rubbed it.  A finger slipping in her deep navel making sure it was clean.  Her raven hair soon had plenty of shampoo in it.

"Of course James.  Though I do love the oil."  She replied.

"Oh yes, of course Alexa."  James said grabbing a golden oil.  Created by a Boundoggle subsidiary.  It was designed to be put on after a flogging or whipping, it helped the skin heal and kept it silky smooth and soft and helped prevent aging for years.  He rubbed it all over her skin but especially her belly.  He lightly tickled her belly and sides.  Causing her body to squirm against his.  

"Oh you are excited."  She said looking over her shoulder smiling.  James wrapped her up in a dominating embrace as he started to make love to her.  "Oh- okay yeah, I enjoy this a lot more."  She said as the water continued to fall on her tired body.  She shuddered and smiled as they pleased each other.

-

Amy smiled as she walked once again back into Emily's bedroom.  With only one lamp on it was rather dim, yet it was fitting for the lovely view in front of Amy.  "Ah Emily, Emily."  She said walking in with a container.  Emily moaned, she flinched as Amy lightly ran her hand over her belly.  "Oh yeah that was pretty painful wasn't it.  Think you even got a cut or two."  Amy smirked.  "Well I brought you something for that."  Amy then pulled out ice cubes from her container.  The first one she put it into her navel."

"Ooooommmmmph."  Emily moaned as the cold ice touched her hot and burning skin.  Amy smiled as she laid a bunch of ice cubes on her red belly as Emily shuddered.  Amy smiled as the ice cubes started to slowly melt, sending ticklish cold trickles down her body.

Amy walked to her.  "No talking, understood?"  She asked.  Emily nodded.  Amy smiled pulling off the tape.  "Drink."  She said putting a glass of water to her lips.  Emily was parched and drank it quickly.  Amy then put together a cleaved gag and placed it into her mouth.

"Now thats the only relief you're going to get, so dont buck that ice off."  Amy said hovering over Emily.  She raised an eyebrow, Amy just smiled as she cupped her breasts.  "Glad you agreed to be my slave."  She said as Emily let out a sigh.  Amy, still smiling, pulled out a small device out of the container.  Emily's eyes went wide.  "What, you didn't think I would find this.  Small thing though, and rechargeable."  Emily shook her head.  "Oh don't worry its only at thirty percent, so I doubt it lasts more than a half hour.  Besides don't act like youre not going to be smiling."

"Mmmmphhph!"  Emily yelled into her gag.  Amy chuckled as she lifted up Amy's volleyball shorts and panties.  "Mmmmmph!"  Emily moaned as Amy turned it on and pushed it deep in her.  The vibrations sent shudders through her body.  Her bound body was pressed tightly together and she closed her her eyes and clenched onto her gag.  "Oooom-fooooook!"  She said breathing hard through her nose as Amy pulled her shorts back up.  She rubbed her body for a minuet before standing up.  "Ammmmmphhy!  Ammmmphy!"

"Tut tut slave.  Still master."  She chuckled.  "Like I said, don't worry that will run out of juice shortly.  Ill sleep on the couch.  Ill wake you up early so you can shower and get ready for work."  Taking out her phone she took a few more pictures.  "Sleep tight."  She said turning off the lamp.  Leaving Emily bucking as much as she could in her bondage in pleasure.