Jill was working at the care home, humming away to herself.

She was a happy little soul; always polite and friendly. She was also a little old-fashioned; she insisted in wearing long dresses, as opposed to tunic and slacks like most of the other staff, and a belt round her waist.

Suddenly, she felt a hand at her back…

Before she knew what was happening, someone was fastening something round her wrists. She went to cry out, but a mask was fitted over her face. The mask had something built into the middle of it, that went into her mouth.

“That’s right, suck on it”, the voice whispered in her ear. “Get used to it; you’re going to be pleasuring people that way for a while…”

Jill moaned and tried to struggle as she was steered into the lift, then taken out the back exit. She was then strapped into the passenger seat of a car in the visitors car park.

Her captor rummaged about, then put a hand under her dress. Jill moaned as something was pushed into her vagina and locked into place.

“There; now you can be happy both ends”, her captor said. They then left the care home; Jill staring tearfully out of the window of the car…

She tried to get her captor to ungag her, but they ignored her completely.

The journey seemed to take hours, where on earth were they going?

Eventually, they pulled into the driveway of a large house, set back from the road.

Her captor got out, and unfastened Jill from her seatbelt. She was then frogmarched into the house. Strange, the house almost looked familiar…

Her captor pushed back the hood of her cape. Jill gasped into her gag. It was her daughter, Sandy! She hadn’t seen her for years, not since she had disappeared whilst on holiday in Majorca.

Sandy reached over and stroked Jill’s cheek.

“It’s ok, mum”, she said, “you’re home now. You’ll understand everything, soon…”

Sandy led Jill through to a small bedroom. Clothes were laid out on the bed. To Jill’s amazement, Sandy locked the door, then uncuffed and ungagged her.

“What the hell, Sandy! What do you think you are doing?”

Sandy just put her finger on Jill’s lips, indicating that she should be quiet. She then started undressing her…

Jill tried to stop her, but Sandy easily overpowered her, and soon she was standing there naked except for the vibrator in her pussy.

“You can keep that in”, Sandy said, touching it. “I’ve got one as well. It’s part of the uniform.”

She then started dressing her mother in her new uniform, all latex and lace, locking the fasteners as she did so.

“Sandy, please! Don’t do this!”, Jill cried.

“If you keep speaking, I’m going to have to muzzle you as well”, said Sandy, spinning one on her finger. “It does come with the uniform, you know.”

Jill then felt a pressure on her neck as Sandy fastened a lace choker round it.

“There. The choker is white; that means you’re a trainee. Mine’s black; that means I’m a senior slave.”

“A what!”, shrieked Jill.

“I warned you…!”, said Sandy, fitting the muzzle onto the struggling woman. She then attached a leash onto the ring on Jill’s choker.

“Come on; the boss wants to meet you”, she said. “After all, I recommended he get you.”

Jill’s eyes widened with shock as she was towed out of the room and down the corridor…

Jill kept trying to free herself from the leash, so Sandy had to refit her manacles. The firmly bound and gagged woman was then led into the great hall…

“Master. A new pet for your inspection.”, Sandy said.

Sebastian came over and looked Jill over thoroughly.

“Hmm. A bit old, but quite fit. Did you say you were related?”

“My birth mother, sir.”

“Not a problem or conflict of interest? Could you train your own mother?”

“I could, sir, it’s not a problem. I have no real feelings towards her anymore. You are my parent now.”

Jill whimpered into her muzzle. Why was her daughter behaving like this?

“Very good”, said Sebastian, with a smile. “Get her cleaned up and start her on level 1. Oh, keep her naked for now; she hasn’t earned her uniform yet. Just the choker and muzzle, the cuffs too if she warrants using them. Do it now.”

To Jill’s amazement and horror, Sandy then started undressing her, in front of Sebastian, undoing the cuffs as needed to take off her clothes. Soon, she was standing there naked and shivering, still muzzled and cuffed.

“Take her to dormitory three; Gail needs a new partner. Her previous one had to be disciplined, and she’s in no state to work now. Then come back here and put her uniform back in her room. She can have all that back if she passes basic training.”

Sandy led the whimpering Jill off down the corridor, and into another room. A statuesque dark-skinned brunette was standing over in the corner.

“Gail, this is your new partner”, said Sandy. “If you can convince her to be quiet, you can take her muzzle off, but the cuffs stay on. Have fun.”

Sandy left the room, locking the door. Jill backed into a corner, shaking with terror. Gail started approaching her…

Jill couldn’t help it. Wailing into her muzzle, she wet herself. The urine dribbled down her legs and pooled under her on the floor.

“Oh, no, little one, there’s no need for that…”, Gail said. “I was just coming to say hello. What on earth have they done to you?”

Jill just cried and cried…

Gail reached out and hugged her. She gently stroked Jill’s hair, holding her. She took Jill’s muzzle off, but before Jill could say anything, she kissed her. She then just hugged Jill until she fell asleep in her arms, absolutely exhausted…

Jill woke up in bed with Gail.

Gail had cleaned her up, tucked her into bed then cleaned the cell thoroughly. Satisfied, she then slid into bed with Jill, cuddling her and holding her.

Jill couldn’t help it. After all she’d been through, the way she was being treated by Gail was really turning her on. She kissed Gail.

“That’s better”, said Gail, with a smile. “Sorry I can’t take your cuffs off; orders are orders, and I don’t have the key anyway. Sandy will have that.”

Jill looked at Gail’s choker. It was pink, not white.

“Oh, you’re interested in my choker. It’s pink because I used to be male; I was performing as a drag act when I was taken, and it amused the boss to have me turned into the woman I was trying to be. I actually like it; I was going to pay for the ‘op’ myself sooner or later; this just made the choice for me.”

“I’d never have known”, said Jill. “You’re a gorgeous woman; you’re also more than a little intimidating, actually…”

“I should hope so”, she said. “I’m the club bouncer…”

“You stick by me, and I’ll look after you”, Gail said. “My previous partner made the stupid mistake of trying to run; that’s the easiest way to piss the boss off.”

Gail made sure that Jill didn’t speak in public, unless directly asked a question; anywhere outside their cell she was silent, head down, hands in her lap unless she was doing something. Sandy taught her where everything was at the club, keeping an eye on her at the same time and showing her where to go and not go.

Jill was still shocked by her daughter's behaviour; she would have never expected for her to treat her the way she was. She actually felt closer to Gail.

Suddenly, someone grabbed her from behind.

“New meat! Let’s have some fun!”

A group of the other girls had decided to ‘play’ with Gail.

To her horror, Sandy was just content to watch. Gail, on the other hand, wasn’t. She came hurtling down the corridor, grabbed the girl trying to attack Jill and threw her bodily across the corridor. She slammed into the wall and slid down it, unconscious.

Gail gathered Jill up in her arms. The other girls circled.

“Just you try it…!”, Gail said, menacingly.

“Enough!”, called Sandy, at last. “Gail, you’ve made your point. Take Jill back to your quarters.”

Jill then rounded on the other girls.

“You idiots!”

“How were we supposed to know she was Gail’s girlfriend?”, one of them whined.

“You should all know better than to piss Gail off”, Sandy said.

Sandy knew the truth. She was one of the select few who knew who the real boss was…

It was Gail. She had been running the place for years, but she liked being a part of it as well. As such, she had hired Sebastian as a figurehead, to let her indulge her dream of being a powerful slave woman. She had been a man, once; that part was true, but she had paid for her own operations as she was obscenely rich. She owned the whole club, all the girls, everything. Now she had taken a particular fancy to Jill. She’d found out about her when she saw Sandy with a picture of her; she’d also seen her on the news reports when she had been looking for her daughter when she first disappeared. As soon as she saw her, she had to have her…

Gail was now looking after the bruised and battered Jill back in her quarters. The problem now was that, as a trained nurse, Gail had spotted something that worried her. Jill moaned when she pushed on her chest in a certain way…

Gathering her up, Gail raced down the corridor, to the medical unit.

“Give me a hand; she’s bleeding internally!”

The doctor wasn’t being used to being ordered around by what he thought was a slave girl. Gail just backhanded him, and he went flying.

“You”, she pointed to the nurse in the room. “Help me, for fucks sake!”

Gail and the other nurse managed to stabilise Jill and sort her injuries out.

At the same time, Sebastian came into the room and ‘explained’ to the doctor who he had just disrespected. The doctor went white as a sheet…

“I’m sorry, ma’am! I didn’t know!”, he cried.

“Good. Now you do, check my girlfriend”, Gail said.

Once she was sure Jill was ok, Gail went on the warpath. She found the girl that had injured Jill.

“You’re being transferred”, she said. “Back to being a stage 1 slave. Undress her and put her in a cell.”

“No! Please!”

Gail just clicked her fingers.

Pointing at the girl, she said to the two women that had come over, “Stage 1. Now!”

The women smiled. They all liked Gail, and they’d heard what happened to Jill. They advanced on the whimpering girl...

Gail then went back to the hospital to see how Jill was getting on. First, though, she went to her actual quarters to change…

She had realised that playing the slave girl had nearly gotten Jill killed. That wasn’t going to happen again…

When Gail walked into the hospital unit, there were gasps.

She was wearing a full-length black latex dress, with matching corset and ballet boots, as well as long opera gloves. She looked the absolute mistress that she was. Sebastian literally bowed to her.

She then walked up to Sandy and looped a finger through the ring on her choker.

“Do you want to tell me why you’ve been an absolute bitch towards your mother?”, she said.

“She stopped looking for me!”, Sandy cried. “She gave up on me, not caring what happened to me. How would you treat her?”

“Better than you, since I love her”, said Gail. “Unlike you.”

“That’s not fair!”, said Sandy. “You only found out about her because I was still thinking about her.”

“True”, said Gail, “and I’ll always be grateful for that. But, at the same time, I can’t have you disrespecting your mother anymore. After all, she’s my partner now.”

“Yes, boss”, said Gail, putting herself in a submissive position.

“Ah, good, you understand”, said Gail. “That’s what I like about you, your quick mind. Oh, look, your mother’s waking up.”

Gail and Sandy went and stood by Jill’s bed.

“Whoa! Love the uniform!”, said Jill. “Have you been promoted, or something?”

“Erm… I’m the boss, actually”, said Gail.

“No… I’d never have guessed…”, said Jill, with a giggle. “Anyway, you can boss me around anytime.”

She did…