Pulsing in the throes of her immediate surrender, her bulging blue eyes stared upwards as Rod moved to stand at her head and as he bent forward to roll her quivering left nipple in his strong fingers and suck its twin into the wet heat of his mouth, her belly convulsed as he and his uncle plundered her breasts and sex without mercy, forcing her to exhibit the uttermost depths of her white-hot passion. Unbidden, Cassie stretched her neck to rub her gagged lips against the crotch of Rod's trousers and as he chuckled with pleasure at her slavish desire to serve him a second time, used his teeth to nibble and tug playfully at her rigid nipple, enjoying her breathy squeals as tiny flashes of deliciously frightening pain shot through her trapped breast and excited her still further, as he had known it would.
Her spine arched upwards to offer herself to her Masters as Travis took his lips from her body and sent his rampant erection lunging into her dripping sex. His iron hard flesh drove irresistibly to the seething core of her belly to trigger a gigantic orgasm as Cassie shrieked in delirious rapture as she exploded in the climax of a fully submissive slave.
Gathering himself for his final assault on the shuddering sweat-streaked woman before him, Travis thrust with brutal masculine strength into the furnace heat of Cassie's pulsing belly. She screamed and writhed in frantic surrender, his spend jetted into her body and she strained upwards against her bonds, every muscle locked in spasm as she came and came with awesome power to the ecstasy of her helplessness.
For long moments, her body remained arched in its pose of absolute submission, then she collapsed in a shuddering, convulsing sprawl, moaning and whimpering softly to the huge pulses that racked her belly as her orgasm raged on and her Masters gazed down at her, savouring the havoc they had created. Travis withdrew from her belly and as she moaned in loss and a flood of juices poured from her sex to pool beneath her trembling buttocks, he smiled across the table at his nephew, "I think that this Mistress serves much better as a slave," he remarked casually. "Don't you agree, Rod?"
Rod chuckled, "Oh, yes. Absolutely, uncle. No woman who responds like that could be anything but a slave. I don't think there is any doubt whatever that Cassie understands what she is."
Travis' smile grew wider and he glanced over to where Tom had taken the place of Earl to enjoy the pleasures of Lila's firm body and soft mouth, "I am quite certain that both of our slaves understand that," he agreed. "They have served well, so far, and perhaps we should show our gratitude for their efforts, don't you think? Didn't you mention earlier that you had promised Cassie the chance to have Lila?"
His nephew nodded thoughtfully, "Yes, I did, didn't I?"
"Well, I have an idea about that. Come and have a drink and I'll tell you about it."
As the two Masters strolled to their chairs and began to chat in tones too low for her to overhear, Cassie relaxed and let the delicious waves of her slowly fading orgasm roll through her belly.
Whatever the Masters were planning, she would be given no option but to obey and do, so there was no point in worrying about it, and it did sound as though she was going to be allowed to make Lila submit to her. That would be wonderful and she had waited a long time for the chance to get her own back for the incredible pleasure and intense submissions the redhead had forced on her. When, and if the tables were to be turned, Cassie did not intend to let Lila off the hook until the smaller girl humbly acknowledged Cassie to be her Mistress and begged to be allowed to submit and serve as a full, obedient and willing slave, and just maybe, not even then.
Totally engrossed in serving her second Master of the evening, Lila had no inkling that plans involving her were being made by Rod and Travis, or that Cassie had plans of her own. She was far too busy to think of anything except the need to satisfy Tom and avoid being punished. All other concerns had been driven from her brain by the touch of his lips at her soaked and gaping sex, the tight grip of his hands on her buttocks as he pressed her head to his groin and the massive presence of his thick, hard shaft filling her mouth to capacity as she sucked and licked him towards climax.
Timing the moment to perfection as he sensed her overpowering desire to submit, Tom drove three fingers deep into her sex and as his action triggered an enormous climax within her, his bulging erection pulsed hugely and released a torrent of his hot seed into her mouth. Lila's muffled shriek told of her frantic submission and as her belly kicked and juddered to the fury of her orgasm, Tom lapped greedily at the juices that gushed into her trembling sex. The wildly spasming redhead swallowed and swallowed, her throat working convulsively as she was forced to drink every last drop of her Master's spend.
Sated for the moment, Tom slipped from her mouth as Travis called, "Earl, Tom. A word with you both, please."
"Just a second, boss," Tom replied, taking his wet, glistening fingers from Lila's sex and she blushed furiously as held them to her lips and ordered, "Lick them clean, slave."
She dared not refuse and as her pink tongue licked delicately and she heard the mocking chuckles that greeted her humiliating obedience, her cheeks flamed a vivid scarlet as she tasted the sweet juices of her own body's shamefully thrilling surrender.
As Tom joined his colleagues and the four men conferred, she felt Cassie watching her and as she met the blonde's calm, flat gaze, Lila shivered and dropped her eyes, embarrassed and almost frightened by what she saw. They were both slaves and Cassie was no less helplessly bound than Lila, yet somehow, Cassie managed to give the impression that she was in control and that it was Lila who was the slave. It was a strange, unsettling feeling and although Lila was sure that it must be her imagination playing tricks on her, she kept her eyes lowered even as she wondered why it was quite so exciting to imagine herself as a slave to Cassie. The blonde had been her slave at one point and that had been huge fun and terrifically sexy for them both, so why should the thought of the opposite be so thrilling... and just a little bit scary?
It didn't make any sense to Lila, being Cassie's slave couldn't possibly be as bad as being a slave to the four Masters, and anyway, she loved Cassie and knew her love was returned equally strongly. Perhaps that was it, she suddenly realised. With Cassie, she would be a slave because she wanted to be, not because she was forced to be and that would be a slavery and a submission she could not even pretend was against her will. Before she could decide whether that was a good thing or the worst mistake she could possibly make, the Masters' discussion broke up and to her relief, she was lifted, untied from the wheel and lowered to the floor to wince and gasp as feeling and normal mobility returned to her aching legs and arms.
Cassie, too, was released and when both she and Lila were fully recovered and able to kneel side by side in the required display position, Rod explained what had been decided on as the entertainment the two slaves would provide for the next part of the evening. As he spoke, Earl fetched several pairs of handcuffs and scattered them at random on the carpet.
"It's really quite simple," Rod told the anxious pair. "Winner takes all. Literally, in this case. Whichever of you manages to tie up the other one, gets to have her in any way she wants. The rules are, no biting, scratching, hair pulling or getting off your knees and if you break a rule, the penalty is a handcuff around one wrist or ankle. Other than that, anything goes. Got all that, have you? Good, then let battle commence."
As soon as Lila heard what the Masters had in mind, she realised instantly that it was not going to be a fair contest. Cassie was several inches taller and outweighed her by twenty pounds or more, but any protest by her would be a waste of breath. Her best chance lay in speed and surprise and as the word commence left Rod's lips, she lunged at Cassie, catching her unprepared and sending her sprawling.
For a second, the blonde lay still, shocked by the sneak attack, but as Lila threw herself on top of her, seized her left arm and managed to snap a steel cuff around her wrist, Cassie gave a yelp of alarm and fought back. With a sinuous twist of her body, she unbalanced Lila and pushed her away with her right hand, tugging her left a
rm free as the redhead fell on her side, her slim legs across Cassie's thighs. Cassie grabbed an ankle, yanking it hard and trapping it between her knees and Lila's fingers scrabbled for purchase on the carpet as she tried to free her leg, but her opponent held on and before Lila could recover, a cuff encircled her ankle and clicked shut.
Fearing that her other leg would be captured and her ankles cuffed together, Lila panicked and rolled onto her back, using her arms to help her to sit up as she jerked her free leg as far away from Cassie's hands as she could. It was a fatal mistake, for it left her sex wide open and unprotected and Cassie took full advantage of the redhead's error. Her fingers darted to Lila's belly and as they plunged into the velvet softness, the redhead squealed and reacted instinctively, her right hand racing to her groin to protect herself.
Using both hands, Cassie gripped Lila's wrist and as the smaller girl felt herself pulled forward and down, her body bent forwards from the waist she realised, far too late, that the blonde had trapped her. Doubled over and with only one hand against Cassie's two, she couldn't get enough leverage to resist and as her wrist was dragged to her already cuffed left ankle and locked to it, Lila knew that she was beaten.
Cassie knew it too and as she disentangled her legs from Lila's, grinning in triumph, the partially bound redhead gulped in dismay, her mind racing ahead to the next stage of the Master's game when she would be given to Cassie to be used as the blonde wished. She bent her left knee to allow her to sit up and was just in time to see Cassie reach out for a second pair of handcuffs and hear her chuckle, "Too bad, slave. For a moment, there, I thought you were going to beat me. But you didn't, did you? So be an obedient little slave and give me your leg."
Lila opened her mouth to argue, then thought better of it and watched in silence as the steel cuff snapped shut around her ankle.
"Wrist," Cassie ordered and as her left wrist was locked to her right ankle, holding her arms crossed in front of her body, Lila shivered in fright and excitement as she became the hopelessly bound prisoner of the victorious blonde.
"Well done, Cassie."
"Tough luck, Lila. You nearly had her at the beginning."
"No way. My money was always on Cassie."
"Good cat-fight though, wasn't it?"
"Now that you've won, what do you want to do with her?"
"That's a real nice tie you've got her in, Cassie. Lots of interesting possibilities."
The comments and questions came from the four Masters and Lila's cheeks reddened in embarrassment as she stared down at her naked breasts and thighs, feeling slave heat swirl in her belly at the sight of her vulnerability.
"May I have an adjustable spreader bar, please, Master?" Cassie requested and Lila jerked her head up to stare at her as Rod laughed coldly and went to fetch it. In the minute or two that he was away, Cassie picked up one of the discarded ring-gags and buckled it tightly behind Lila's teeth, then patted her cheek patronisingly and blithely ignored her resentful glare of frustrated helplessness.
Rod returned with the long steel bar and with his help, Cassie placed Lila on her knees, with her crossed arms pulled through between her thighs and her head resting on the carpet. Then, as Lila whimpered despairingly, the bar was clipped to her ankle cuffs and lengthened as far as her bondage would permit, holding her with her arms fully extended, spine curved into a bow and her legs spread. Apart from her fingers, she couldn't move a muscle and was horribly uncomfortable, but Lila was acutely aware that discomfort was the least of her problems.
Her ex-husband gazed down at her lewdly displayed nudity and chuckled evilly, "Well now, Lila, honey, just look at you. All chained up and nowhere to go. It's no good you pretending to have a headache now, is it, you bitch. Cassie's going to have you and when she's finished, I'm going to have you, too. Me and anyone else who wants you. And there's not a damn thing you can do about it, so I hope you're good and ready, slut, otherwise that lovely little bottom of yours is going to get a real good warming."
Lila shuddered and moaned, but knew she couldn't prevent herself being taken or cropped and her sex grew wet and slick as her body prepared itself for the unavoidable submissions that would be forced from her. Rod released the cuff from Cassie's left wrist and went to sit with the others, and as he said, "OK, Cassie, she's all yours," the blonde smiled her thanks and began to entertain her Masters.
Defenceless, hopelessly vulnerable and incapable of even token resistance or protest, Lila's belly seethed with slave heat as her lover and Mistress sent her fingers to the redhead's breasts. Fondling and stroking her full globes, Cassie then inched her way to the nipples, circling and caressing the exquisitely sensitive buds with feather light touches until they hardened like stones and Lila gasped and trembled to the unbearably sweet arousal that spread throughout her body at every gentle touch.
Used to the rough hands and urgency of Masters, Lila sank into a delicious haze as the unhurried stimulation rolled over her, abdicating control of her body and its responses to the fingers of the Mistress who pleasured her so skilfully and built her passion inexorably higher until she teetered on the brink of climax. But she underestimated Cassie's determination to enforce her complete submission, not only for her own enjoyment, but for that of the watching Masters. Her fingers tightened, squeezing and tugging Lila's quivering nipples and as unexpected flashes of pain speared through her breasts, the squealing redhead surrendered to the combination of cruelty and ecstasy and hurtled into her orgasm, buttocks and thighs clenching and relaxing as her juices showered down into her convulsing belly.
From behind her, Cassie chuckled and as she said, "That's one, slave. Shall we try for two?" Lila screamed shrilly, remembering that those were her exact words to the blonde when Lila had spread-eagled her to the bed in the stables and made her submit as a slave. Several times, she had made her climax, each one more intense than the one before. This time, though, Lila was the one who was helpless and as she realised that she could expect no mercy from her Mistress, and even less from Rod, her belly kicked with frightening power and she whimpered as the inferno of submissive heat radiated through her immobilised body.
Without any warning, Cassie's slim fingers trailed up the full, exposed length of Lila's labia, sliding easily in the glistening outpourings of her orgasm and sending shattering arousal up into her roiling belly to set off renewed convulsions. Fresh spurts of heated love juices were triggered as the redhead climaxed for a second time, her enforced lust uncontrollable as she surrendered instantly to her Mistress and her own intense desires.
The fingers paused for ten endless seconds and Lila moaned in anguish, dreading what they could do to her, yet wanting and needing their touch and the ecstatic submission they forced on her with such casual arrogance and ease. Her fingers clawed at empty air as her clitoris was captured and as the protruding fleshy button was rolled delicately between her Mistress's thumb and finger, Lila screamed in unbearable rapture. Her whole body vibrated and shook to the volcanic explosions tearing through her belly as she came and came again with immense power.
She couldn't help herself, couldn't control the devastating turmoil racking her belly, couldn't stop the muscle wrenching spasms of her orgasms or halt the scalding jets of love juices that poured from her body and as skilled, knowing fingers toyed with her swollen labia, teased her engorged clitoris and slipped smoothly into the depths of her pulsating sex, the screaming, panting, sweating redhead climaxed four... five... six... who knew how many times... or even cared? Certainly not Lila, for she knew only that she submitted utterly, totally and unconditionally to a Mistress who was more ruthless and even more demanding than her Masters. A Mistress who was a slave herself and understood exactly how deeply a slave could be made to submit, and who forced Lila to exhibit the full extent of her absolute subjugation.
Only then, with Lila's sweat and sex-stained body shuddering wildly to the frenzy of her deepest, darkest passions, did Cassie finally deign to take her slave. The redhead felt her Mistress's lips a
nd tongue suck and lap at the juices which oozed from her, then nuzzle and lick at her clitoris and labia, shrieking in welcome and delirious joy as a final, gigantic orgasm erupted into her boiling, churning belly to confirm her willing, loving surrender.
Cassie rose slowly to her feet, awed by the ruinous devastation she had created, then whirled around as she heard the sound of clapping and saw her Masters applauding. Travis stood up, still clapping and as he walked towards her, Cassie went to her knees, displaying herself as the slave she still was.
"Superb. Absolutely outstanding," he told her. "You could almost be a real Mistress. We are all very impressed, Cassie."
She took a deep breath, then replied softly, "Thank you, Master, but we both know what I am. I wear your brand and your collar and you have taught me to be a slave, my Master." She paused and then hurried on before her nerve broke, "I could, perhaps, be Lila's Mistress... at least for a while but when I am with you and my other Masters, I can only be what you have made me. I am your trained and obedient slave, my Master and I am content."
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