*Warning: Some elements of this story are considered taboo, but please remember in reading this, that this is a FANTASY! **Thank you to the Mr. S for contributing to this fantasy!*
Mr. S was clear as to what attire he wanted them in. A small schoolgirl skirt, no blouse, ring-gagged and tethered together. I could definitely manage his requests. I had no problem in doing so. The actual act in itself was the best part, and I was insistent about being a part of that. It was in the contract and I wouldn’t have it any other way.
Mr S. was escorted to our industrial center located about 10 miles from the nearest main road. We had the building built specially for this purpose, with high ceilings and many rooms decorated with devices and pulley systems that
The first girl was stripped of her top and her little school girl skirt ripped until there wasn’t much covering her little sensitive bits. The other girl was done up the same. They both were put in arm sleeves that thrust their small flat chest outward. Each girl was already sobbing and pleading for mercy. I tuned them out while Mr. S sat in the corner smoking his cigar and smiling with a cheshire cat grin.
I had to admit, seeing the cheeks of these two girls streaked with black because of mascara and eye-liner streaking from their tears, made Me very arroused. I was hard pressed to ignore the pheromones from the corner and from My own arousal.
The girls were soon gagged with “O” ring gags. Mr. S had ever intension to use all of the holes, good and strong. Making them air-tight was actually an intriguing idea and as Mr. S worked on fucking the mouth of one of them, i was busy tying the other one to a hook on the pulley system. Reaching for a foot, the young girl kicked and screamed at me and in turn I grabbed her ankle stretching it high above her bending her into a backwards “U.” After tethering her well, I lowered her down to Mr. S’s waist where he persued to fuck her face into a huge red mass of tears and snot streaming down her face.
I found my impliments and proceeded to find my favorite cane. The girls were thoroughly fightless by this time knowing that they could do nothing in their plight. My cane reached the tender cheeks of the blonde girl who swung helplessly in front of Me. She began to struggle slightly and at the same time, she knew that her ass was Mine. My first strike struck the tender ’sweet spot’ that all women have. I knew that she eventually would give into the pain, but I wasn’t ready to allow it. A tap here, a tap there, each one leaving a welt in a beautiful parallel mark. Next, I handed my single tail to Mr. S and as he took aim he made an orchestra of music as it swung through the air only to crack and streak the front sides of the itty bitty breasted teens that hung helplessly in the air in front of him. Each crack brough them closer and closer to being mindless tramps. Just what he wanted.
He bought and paid for the elite services of Lady Velvet. The ending of this story, I believe, is for only the elite that pay for My services.
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