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Thread: Under a teacher's strict hand...(Danielle, submissivesissykitty)

Emma stood and watched in fear as Lisa spoke about the girl as if she was nothing. Emma began to feel a very real sense of dread well up inside her. She was beginning to realise that the only two choices left to her was submitting completely and utterly or...death. This realisation was further cemented when she felt a pulse run through her body again, not as intense as before but enough to remind her of the things inside her. She looked at the woman who had decided her fate and she dropped her eyes. She felt all her previous conceptions of escape and resistance melt away. She did not want to become a sex slave for this woman, but she even less wanted to become this girl. Lisa grabbed the leash and led poor Emma behind her and upstairs to Lisa's bedroom. Emma felt that she would have to give in and become this thing if she wished to live. Maybe, just maybe she could get used to it...maybe even learn to...enjoy it. Emma grimaced at the thought. Inside the bedroom Lisa showed the Iphone again and warmed Emma. Emma's eyes widened at the sight of it and shook her head pleading with her eyes. Emma's wrists were detached from the belt and Emma gave no sign of resistance. Lisa locked a pair of leather cuffs to Emma's wrists and hoisted her arms above her head. Emma was pulled tight and was forced on to her toes. She grimaced at the pain. Lisa walked around Emma and inspected her. Emma blushed at her vulnerability. She was hating this but had no other option. The covers to her kitty and rear end were unlocked and removed. She moaned as the dildo slid out of her wet kitty. She blushed at the sight of her body betraying her. The sudden emptiness made her feel...void. But that feeling was soon forgotten when two tubes her shoved up into her. She had an idea of what this was but hated the idea. She had hoped that at least she would have control over her bodily functions but this seemed to be another thing taken away from her. She gasped into the gag as warm fluid shot into her and made her belly swell. She felt so degraded. She was really reduced to nothing but a bound slave. She moaned and grimaced at the fullness. She swayed and groaned trying not to move too much as she felt incredibly uncomfortable. After some time, felt like an eternity, there was a hard suction which drained Emma again. It felt like her insides were being sucked out and she moaned loudly into the gag. Tears began to run down her cheek, more from humiliation than from pain. Lisa left only to return a few hours later. In that time Emma was filled and flushed five times. With every filling of her belly and bowels she felt like she was going to explode. She hung very uncomfortably, her arms were aching and her calves screamed. At least she was kinda used to heels but it was not something she wore much. Her system would then be sucked clean. She sobbed in silence, her thoughts floating from her giving into being this woman's slave to images of the bound comatose girl downstairs, to the thing embedded deep inside her. She felt her will getting flushed with every flush of her body.
Thread: Under a teacher's strict hand...(Danielle, submissivesissykitty)

An older woman, 50ish approached Lisa and her slave. She wore a long black dress, the bodice cut down to reveal a black lace bra and her hair up in a bun. At her side was a male slave, ballgagged and nude, a metal cock lock around his penis. He was on his knees, head bowed. Apparently some things have changed....Lisa was sure the dungeon was all women, but it appeared that male slavery had encroached even these borders. Lisa brought her slave over to one of the smaller rooms. It had a bed, but only in the barest sense....it had only a mattress and box spring foundation on top of an exposed bedframe. Ordering Emma to lay on her left side, she snapped her fingers. A naked female slave came in. tie rope around the slut's waistand secure it to boths side of the bedframe so she can't turn over, Lisa instructed her. Keeping the ballgag firmly in her mouth, the slave tied her feet together then left the room. Tell Madame Shire we are ready for my slut's welcoming, she told the girl as she left. you had better make me proud, she warned Emma, twisting her nipples hard. 2 women entered the room....both were huge like Amazons and both wore strap on harnesses, but the dildos swaying from the middle of their harnesses were bigger than anything Lisa had used on her before....both were at least 4 or 5 inches wide and 14 inches long. The women laid on their sides, trapping Emma in between like the cream of an Oreo cookie, one facing her ass, the other facing her cunt. They both grabbed hold of the slave's waist and slowly sunk their dildos in her holes at the same time. Lisa's slave was being double penetrated...... Their dual raping soon drew a crowd, and a couple owners and their slaves watched at the doorway as the Amazons plowed their thick hard rubber cocks deep in both Emma's holes.....
Thread: Under a teacher's strict hand...(Danielle, submissivesissykitty)

Emma watched as the elderly woman and her male slave walked by. Emma let out a silent sigh of relief that Mistress Lisa had not insisted that Emma be used by him. They walked to one of the side rooms. Emma blushed as people whistled and hooted. She again felt hands and it made her blush and want to shy away but she walked behind her Mistress and never faltered. The door swung open and there was a bed. Well bed might not be accurate. It was basically a mattress and a frame. Emma did as she was told and lay on the bed. A cute nude female slave walked in and obeyed Mistress Lisa and tied Emma to the bed on her side. Her ankles were tied off and the girl left. Emma screeched into the gag as Lisa twisted her nipple hard. Gawds how much more did she need to endure? The thought was barely cold when two dark skinned women walked in. They were clearly not slaves. But that was not what scared her. Hanging between their toned thighs was the biggest dildos Emma had ever seen. Her eyes widened as the two women approached. Emma wanted to get away but she was tied in place. She looked up at her Mistress and pleaded but saw only malice there. The two women lay either side of Emma and pinned her between them. Then, without warning, the two phalluses penetrated her. She screamed into the gag and her eyes widened. The two began fucking her and made her body rock back and forth on the monsters. The things tore into her. It filled her to breaking. They scraped every part of her kitty and she screamed into the gag. She writhed and bucked and moaned. Wait...she moaned? Her body began to betray her. She began to moan into the gag. The things hurt but the intense pain was becoming less painful and more...erotic. She panted into the gag and her hips began to rock. She blushed as she huffed and puffed into the gag as the two women fucked her like a toy. Her hips rocked in time with theirs. When one pushed in the other pulled out and when that one pushed in the other pulled out. Soon their three bodies moved in time. She closed her eyes and bit into the gag. Why was she beginning to like this? Her eyes shot open as she saw that a crowd was forming. It was bad enough that she was being dual-raped. It was terrible that she was being made to do this. It was horrible that she was beginning to enjoy it. But people were watching. Will her degradation never end?
Thread: Under a teacher's strict hand...(Danielle, submissivesissykitty)

Lisa by now was sitting on a longer in the room enjoying the show. The Amazons and their grossly oversized rubber cocks had always been part of the initiation ceremony all new slaves had to endure, but her slave's torture had only begun. Both women pressed on the base of their 'cocks'....their dildos were modified. Both were hollow and had small resevoirs at the base, a tube coming up. The resevoirs could be filled with any fluid one would want and upon squeezing the base, the dildos would 'ejaculate'. As the women ravaged the slave in between them, they both pressed, shooting a mixture of warm water and lubricating jelly into the girl. Lisa watched with interest at her slave's reaction. Was she seeing things, or was her slut starting to enjoy her treatment? was Emma a latent Bisexual and only needed the right encouragement to send her over the edge? After they came back home from here, she was determined to find out. An hour passed and the Amazons were hard at work....despite the size of the dildos, they managed to work them in, constantly pressing the bases to lubricate the slave as they raped her. Finally, the 2 now sweating women pulled out. Lisa thanked them and they left. Lisa took the ballgag from the girl's mouth to let her breathe a little better. She could yell or scream all she wanted, no one would hear her in here..... Lisa smiled, kissed her slave on the forehead and again snapped her fingers. A different girl, nude of course came in and undid the rope. Take her to whichever sybian is not being used, she said. The girl led her out of the 'bedroom' and over to a row of sybians. Automatic fucking machines, the sybians looked like grossly overpadded saddles mounted on metal boxes, a large and long dildo sticking up from the middle. Lisa and the girl picked Emma up and forced her to straddle the box, the dildo sinking into her pussy, filling and stretching her. Her ankles were put in leather cuffs attached to the sides of the box. Her handcuffs were removed, ropes tying her wrists together and pulled so her arms were suspended high over her head. Lisa pointed at the control panel on one side of the machine and the female slave turned it on. The machine had only one speed....fast...as it hummed, the dildo acted like a piston, up and down rapidly. Another slave beside her was being fucked at the same time, a cute petite blonde. Her entire body shook as the machine thrusted deep inside her. She screamed and squealed, her eyes closed tightly. I'm....'UUGH!'....April, the slave said, turning to Emma. Wh....'UUGH!'....what's your...'UUGH!!'...name? The room was a beehive of activity....a gorgeous redhead slave was strapped to an X shaped St. Andrews cross, her amrs and legs wide apart and 2 slaves were taking turns fucking her. A male slave was strapped over what looked like a padded wooden sawhorse while a female was ass fucking him with a dildo.....
Thread: Capturing A Phantom (Athene & AlluringEnigma)

Elena on her news, at the feet of an infamous criminal was sight to behold. The kiss was a feeling beholden to none however. On the surface it was reserved, even its outwardly appearance of deep passion. The reckless abandon of a trusted lover was not evident from Elena, which wasn't shocking at all, though the reasons might be different than Zara initially suspected. She had assumed she would receive a half-assed token of submission, but instead she received an enthusiastic display that seemed to be driven by genuine arousal. Perhaps Elena was not uncertain due to the identity of her lover, but rather their gender. Zara decided to hedge her bets, making her statement more vague than she would normally. There was no reason to bet blindly on the off chance she stunned the girl with her intuition. So, when she drew back, Zara allowed her eyes to slowly opening, still savoring the touch as she remarked Not all that experienced with girls, are you? Mmmm, if I'm your first you can tell all your Interpol co-workers that you rutted the most wanted bitch in France. Zara grinned, it all seemed too easy right now. Elena was like putty in her expert hands, succumbing to the sheer overload of new sensory experiences. However, Zara did not want a mindless slave just yet. No her grand plan had an ending, and it was not yet time for Elena to submit herself, though she doubted even she could conjure such a thing on their first date. Mmmm, since you've been such a good girl, degrading yourself in front of your superiors and all, you can ask a question regarding my more illicit activities. You haven't done anything special, so don't expect critical details love. Or are you too dull to provide an appropriate question and would prefer me to simply give you a tidbit? Zara questioned, her smirk never leaving. Before Elena could start to ask, however, Zara added a demand to her position. Of course, I've already answered two of your questions and the thought of doing so a third time bores me. That won't do at all, as you are, after all, here for my entertainment first and foremost. So, while you get rewarded with information, I'd like you to strip off the top and jeans you came in here with. Zara gave an innocuous giggle and sat down on the stool, eyeing her prey intently. Come on love. I can't imagine you got through college with your brains, you must've done at least few private shows before. Admittedly, it was a petty jab, Elena's file showed ace marks in intelligence and creativity, but the comment was meant to debase and infuriate an already humiliated and infuriated agent, not to shed the light on the ills of her past. Zara leaned back expectantly, crossing her arms and gazing intently, fully expecting a good show. Give the show as much passion as that kiss my little agent pet. Wouldn't want me to change my mind about handing over information, now would you? she purred, reminding Elena of the arrangement in case emotions got the better of her pragmatism.
Thread: Capturing A Phantom (Athene & AlluringEnigma)

Elena Belrose Elena scoffed, rolling her eyes at the ... was that meant to be an insult? It wasn't good, not in her mind. It was actually pretty tame, and even more dumb. ... Rutting? Really? Sad she's trying to get ahead of herself. Surely, she wasn't comparing the kiss to such an act? Was she? ... It didn't matter. In the end, that was what Elena chose to repeat over and over in her head. There were few things this stuck-up bitch could say or do that really would matter. Oh my god. She just doesn't shut up ... The blue orbs narrowed as Elena sat down cross-legged, posed as if she were getting ready to meditate. Honestly, that wasn't such a bad idea. Maybe it'd better help with dealing with La Fleur. Hearing these taunts and unneeded insults definitely weren't doing shit. Not dull, Elena replied, waiting until she could be damn sure the same, calm voice would be heard from her instead of a more pissed off one. Anger would be more likely to lead to a swift death, and even with all the humiliation, she didn't want that . Indeed, Elena was far from fully being broken or coerced into submission. Just not feeling like it. So, while you get rewarded with information, I'd like you to strip off the top and jeans you came in here with. ... Elena had not needed any assistance feeling more ticked off, let alone directly at Zara. But the request had done that. Actually, she shot back, I thought the kiss would have revealed that - unfortunately - I have not done any 'private shows', as you so elegantly called it. Now look here. I don't give half a shit if you wanna view and call me a bitch or some shit. Hell, even pet I can live with. But I'm not some easy slut. And believe it or not, I did get through without sleeping my way through university. She wasn't a full-fledged virgin, no. But it was exactly as Zara had noted. In terms of doing anything intimate with women ... yes. Elena was new at that, and - in that regard - a virgin. This will mean nothing too, won't it? Be that as it may ... no. Elena was putting her foot down. Her head moved firmly, adamantly from side to side. No, she replied, I'd rather earn that information another way. I'm not going to do something utterly stupid and pointless just to hear more details on your schemes. And on the off chance La Fleur may have thought she was simply bluffing, she would find that wasn't the case. Elena stayed firmly put, refusing to move or get up so she could begin the strip tease. Her arms re-crossed over her chest as she stared angrily into her assailant's eyes. Sure, she probably looked more like a spoiled teen at the moment than an Interpol agent. But that was fine. When she needed to be patient, she could be. There were several other things Elena would much rather resort to than tossing all of her pride and dignity away. And if that meant playing 'the Quiet game', even with the chance of losing, so be it. But fuck and no she wouldn't heed this order. She wants a pet bitch? Fine. Just remember bitches can bite ...
Thread: Capturing A Phantom (Athene & AlluringEnigma)

Zara sighed. She had tried to be nice with her new toy. She had used it gently, held back on the insults, and had eased it into a new reality and experience. Elena wanted to be a bitch, then Zara would allow her to do so, but they were far past the point of sitting in silence. Elena had crossed a line, at least in Zara's mind, and she was going to regret it. Without warning, Zara stepped forward and off her perch and sent a stinging backhand across Elena's face, sending her backwards and leaving a distinct red mark.Zara could've continued the violence, knowing that if Elena ever retaliated her boys would teach the young agent a few more lessons, but she wanted this to be a lesson in power not in pain. So instead, she drew a small pistol from a concealed hip holster amidst the folds of her dress. The gun was now aimed directly at Elena's head, one squeeze of the trigger and the whole night would be over. I didn't want to do this Zara began, her voice a little unstable, the facade of calm now washed away with her instability. We could've had a nice night together. You could've learned enough about me to mount the first serious investigation in years, I could've had the most fun I'd had in years. Instead, now I have to consider whether I want to put a bullet in you and dump your body in the river. Zara stepped forward before Elena could respond and sent a hard kick against her side, not hard enough to break anything, but enough to knock the wind out of Elena so she could keep talking without interruption. This is my world! she shouted, gesturing grandly about her. I own everything in it, including a insignificant bitch like you. Zara sighed. Nothing had gone to plan like she had hoped, and she hated diverging from plans. The safest option right now was to simply dispose of the agent and try again when the danger settled. Yet, another side of her contended that the girl had done nothing unforgivable as of yet, and wanted to give her another chance. This isn't an act she murmured idly I'm looking for a good reason not to kill you. Suggestions are appreciated. Oh, and saying that it will get me in trouble is just a waste of your last breaths, I can do what I want and Interpol won't ever get near me. No, the only reasons that matter are my own, so don't bother reasoning. Let's see if your pride can't be solved. Beg for your life. Beg for me to no put a bullet betwen your eyes.
Thread: Capturing A Phantom (Athene & AlluringEnigma)

Elena Belrose Elena knew it was dangerous. Yet, as La Fleur let out her frustrated sigh, she couldn't help but smirk. As proud as she was, the international cop just as quickly flt a knot form an tighten in her midsection. ... She fucked up. Common sense revealed that much was probably a fair assumption as to why Zara had replied to Elena with that irked breath. Any doubts Elena may have had vanished as the slap landed right on her face. Ngh! she hissed, rolling backwards once from the impact and forced used. Her head lifted as Elena's body came to a halt, and in doing so, she met Zara with narrowed eyes. Granted, she wouldn't deny she hadn't deserved that. But it also wouldn't stop Elena from showing how she felt about the gesture. Umm ... that's not good, is it? Although her major had been in Criminal Justice, her minor was in Psychology. As such, the very easy to notice changes in La Fleur's behavior and tone sent off alarms in Elena's head. She had really fucked up. Oh god. Is this bitch unstable or something?! Apparently, the answer was yes. Elena's eyes widened as the gun came into view. Oh shit! No, no -- agh! The kick did its job, not only making Elena's pleas halt, but any progress of getting back into a sitting up position disappear as she was forced to lay back on her side. Elena panted, grimacing as she held her sore body. Fine! I'll fucking try! It probably won't be good, but I'll try to give you the strip tease you asked for! Or give anything to you at that rate! I'm not acting either, just please don't shoot me ... It was true that prior to this, Elena had been willing to take a lot of risks. This, however, wasn't quite one of them. She could definitely be reckless. There was little question about that. Suicidal, on the other hand, wasn't exactly in Elena's list of traits she possessed, nor even wanted to try obtaining anytime soon.
Thread: Capturing A Phantom (Athene & AlluringEnigma)

That was much better. Zara smiled at just how quick the tone of young agent changed when she was confronted with just how powerless she really was. Nonetheless, she placated the criminal somewhat, satisfying Zara for the time being. She strolled back over to her seat, casually, as if nothing had happened, and lounged back, placing the gun to the side for the time being. What is it with you Interpol lot? Even when you're outgunned and outnumbered you seem to think that you're in charge, that your position gives you some sort of authority. You have none here. In my world you're nothing more than blonde girl with a pair of nice tits. You matter about as much to me as a stray bitch, so go ahead, piss me off again little girl, see what I do to unruly bitches. The truth was the gun was loaded with blanks, for several reasons. If she ever needed to make another dramatic point, she could pull the trigger and scare the shit out of her semi-captive. Secondly, Zara knew her temper was, maybe not an issue but a factor. She hated being defied, and she knew that if Elena pushed her she might do something she would regret. If the blonde girl really needed to die at some point, she had more than enough henchmen to dispose of her. Watching with keen interest, Zara reminded Elena exactly what the rules of the game were. Show me some passion, make me feel like you actually want me, and I might still be inclined to reward you with information. Or you could just bore me and I'll entertain myself by breaking each of your ribs one by one, bitch. Zara smirked at the thought, though she'd prefer her game to be played. Come on blondie, you look like a stripper, now act like one.