Chapter 1

I was so excited. School was out for the summer and I was getting ready to go to Camp Nympho. A summer camp for young girls that are interested in getting into the sex trade.

My mother is a sex worker and she really loves her job. Whether selling her body on hooker row or answering ads on craigslist she really loves fucking.

Mother doesn't know who my father is. When she was ready to have kids, she had a massive gang bang during her most fertile time and presto I was created. I think I'll do the same thing when I have kids, it sounds exciting not knowing which pervert knocked you up. Besides, I don't want a man telling me how to raise my children.

Because my mother often brought men home to fuck her I got started early. Usually 10-year-olds aren't interested in sex, other than masturbating. My mother says I take after her and we have a heightened sex drive. This makes sense to me, as long as I can remember I've played with my pussy and wanted to know what real cock felt like.

My 10-year-old friends were not like me, sure they talked about guys and their penises, and they laughed about the sex they saw all the time, but they were not interested in actually fucking. My friends thought it was strange that I was constantly playing with my pussy and flirting with older boys.

I finally talked my mother into finding me one of those pedophile guys that likes to fuck prepubescent pussy. Shortly after my 10th birth day mom brought home a guy to take my virginity. I didn't really have a cherry anymore after using one of my mom's many fuck toys, but I'd never had a mans cock.

Mom was right there with me holding my hand as the stranger pounded my little pussy.

"Do you like that big cock pounding your pussy honey?" Mom asked sarcastically, as she could see I was loving it.

"Do me harder mister, please, I love it so much!" I screamed as the pervert got off on my little girl pussy.

Of course it was over too quickly. I begged him to fuck me a couple more times. He loved a little preteen begging for his cock, but after a few more loads of cum he was too spent to go on. After he left, mom fucked me with one of her dildos until I was satisfied. We talked about getting me some more perverts to satisfy my new urges.

My friends would not be interested in guys for a few years, but they love hearing my stories about what I did after school. Because I was too young to prostitute myself, I usually caught a ride home with some pervert that hung out at the school hoping to find some young hottie ready to fuck.

As far as I know I was the only 10-year-old getting fucked at my school, so it was easy for me to get laid. I sucked and fucked so many perverts after school and my pussy still itched for more.

By the time we reached middle school my friends were ready to fuck. They came to me for pointers. I taught them how to dress slutty to attract boys. I taught some of them the finer points in sucking cock.

It was against the rules to fuck in school. I guess they wanted us to concentrate on our education while we were there. Of course that didn't stop us. We would often get caught sucking and fucking in the boys bathroom. It didn't matter since I could usually convince the teacher that caught us to let me suck his cock.

My friends were content in learning about sex with boys their own age, but by that time I was used to perverted adult cock and found myself hitting on teachers more than students.

Mother got called to the school one too many times about my overactive sexuality. The guidance counselor suggested I would do well in the sex trade and that should be the direction of my education. Mother and I agreed.

Chapter 2

Mother told me about Camp Nympho during the school year. She told me that's where she went to learn what kind of a slut she wanted to be.

Mother likes rough sex. She likes men that are dominant, but she is not submissive. She likes to scream at the cocks fucking her, telling them how she likes it, as I Can attest, hearing her through the thin walls of our house.

When I was little mother showed me the small branding she received when she went to Camp Nympho. It is a circle with an opening on the right side to look like the letter C, inside the C there is a capital N, Camp Nympho. She told me I don't have to get the branding if I don't want to, she just wanted to experience the pain.

Mom told me I would learn about the many fetishes that people are into. Some of them may seem gross, but she encouraged me to try them all to see what I liked and didn't like. My pussy itched at the thought of the many things I would get to try.

Like mom, I think I want to try a little pain with my sex. Sometimes when I'm getting fucked really good I'll pinch my nipples when I'm coming and it makes the orgasm more intense.

I think I would like to try dominating a little slut sometimes. Whenever my friends and I would go to an after school fuck party, I kind of take charge of the events, pairing up certain guys with certain sluts.

I also know I have lesbian tendencies. Sometimes my girlfriends and I would mess around with each other as a show starter. I was definitely more into it than they were.

Chapter 3

we were finally on our way to the camp. I was so excited I masturbated 3 times. Mother made sure to squeeze my nipple while she drove to make my orgasms more intense.

When we finally arrived we noticed a lot of little girls running around in short skirts or tight short shorts, tube tops or half T-shirts, generally looking slutty. There were a couple of male counselors, but mostly women. I hoped we were going to see more cocks.

"Welcome to Camp Nympho, I am Mistress Naomi, I'm glad to see there are so many sluts out there ready to have some fun!" Said a tall woman wearing a tight leather dominatrix outfit. "You are probably wondering where all of the cocks are, don't worry, there is a minimum security prison farm down the road and they supply us with all of the big dicks we need." The leather clad dominatrix said to a cheering crowd of sluts.

One of my fantasies is to be locked in a prison full of hard up perverts, I think I'm going to like it here.

"If you will take one of the brochures that's being passed out by some of our helpful little sluts, this will fill you in on some of the rules we have here."

Mother kissed me goodbye, and told me to have a good time. I was not going to miss my mother or my friends, I was looking forward to learning how to be a good slut, and I knew I would make more friends while here.

I was reading the rules when I met my 1st new friend.

"Hi, my name is Joy, what's yours?" Said a small slutty looking girl a year or so younger than me. She was wearing Daisy Duke shorts so tight they showed off a nice camel toe. Her T-shirt was cut off just below her nonexistent boobs, with 'Joy To Fuck' printed across her tits.

"Hello, my name is Candy." I said with my hand extended. Little Joy took my hand and stuck 2 fingers in her mouth.

"You've been playing with your pussy haven't you, I can taste your pussy juice." Said Joy with a sly smile.

"Do you always introduce yourself by sucking someone's fingers you little slut?" I said, with the feeling she was submissive.

Joy smiled wickedly. "I'm sorry, I should be punished." And with that she turned around and bent over sticking her ass out ready for a spanking, I guess.

I didn't spank her, but I did reach out and scratch down her leg with my fingernails, she moaned with pleasure.

"Maybe later, I kind of liked that you sucked the pussy juice off my fingers, it was hot."

"Cool, maybe we can hang out. I've been here before so I can answer any questions you might have." Little Joy said excitedly.

"Yeah, what does this mean. Some activities will require parental consent before a slut can participate." I said reading one of the rules off of the brochure.

"Oh that just means if you want a piercing, or a tattoo, or a branding. Sometimes heavy bondage and discipline requires parental consent." Said Joy. I thought about the branding mother had shown me.

"How about you, do you have consent for me to spank you later?" I said flirting with the little slut.

Joy giggled that sluttish giggle that I love so much. "My mother works here as one of the counselors, she'll give you whatever consent you need, to do what ever you want to me." Said Little joy squeezing her nipples through her T-shirt.

Chapter 4

Joy worked it out so we could be in the same cabin. I think having a friend whose mother works here was going to be an advantage.

There are 10 sluts per cabin. After we got something to eat, the counselors told us we would turn in early to get to know our cabin mates.

I knew I was going to be fucking around with Joy, so I wasn't surprised when she asked to shower together. I was anxious to see this little slut naked so of course I agreed.

The bathroom was pretty big. It had two shower stalls, two toilet stalls and four sinks in front of a big mirror.

Little joy stripped out of what few clothes she had quickly, and guided me towards the bathroom. I noticed there were other hot sluts getting to know each other by kissing and feeling each other up.

When we entered the shower stall I got my first good look at Joy's body. She had two little nipple bars inserted in each nipple and a small tattoo over her bald pussy, 'Joy To Fuck', just like her T-shirt.

I thought I was slutty and knowledgeable but this little slut seemed to know a lot.

"How old are you Joy? You seem young." I asked as I rubbed down her cute body in the shower.

"I know, the rules say you have to be at least 13 to come to the camp. Since my mom works here she's been bringing me since I was young. I just turned 11 a few months ago. But don't worry about me, I can take more cock than half of the girls here." Said the little slut turning me on more and more.

"Oh it's okay, I love the fact that your young. I just wondered why you hadn't started filling out yet, now I know. Now let me get a taste of that little pussy of yours." I said, roughly shoving 2 fingers into her surprisingly loose pussy.

"Yes, just like that. Are you going to spank me like you promised?" Said Joy licking her lips.

"Bend over little slut, stick that ass out, I know what you need." I said, really getting off on this whole dominatrix thing.

She immediately bent over, spreading her legs and giving me access to her pussy as well. I shoved my two fingers back into her pussy and slapped her ass with my other hand. The intense feeling of pain and pleasure brought her off quickly. I made sure not to wash my fingers off, because I wanted her to suck the pussy juice from them.

"I knew when I saw you that you would like playing with me. Most sluts aren't interested in giving pain, but I saw that confident look you had and new that you wanted to beat on somebody." Said Joy cuddling up to me after her powerful orgasm.

"And you are that somebody that wants to get beat on, a." I said to little Joy as I twisted one of her nipple barbells.

"Oh yes, I love little pain with my pleasure, always have." Said Joy.

"Ok slut, it's time for you to get me off. I want you to eat my pussy to orgasm." I said unwrapping myself from Joy. She immediately dropped to the shower stall floor and stuck her pretty little face in my pussy.

I was on the verge of a nice orgasm when someone drew the curtain back rudely.

"Come on bitches, you're hogging up all the hot water. Your girlfriend can suck your pussy on your bunk. Now get out of here." Said the girl that was slightly bigger than me.

I was really pissed off that this bitch ruined my orgasm. She was obviously an alpha that liked to push people around. Loyal Joy continued to lap away at my pussy. I just got here and I didn't want to start a fight already.

I grabbed Joy's hair and stood her up. I took my time washing the rest of the soap off of the 2 of us. I was going to give the big bitch her shower, but wanted to show her I was not intimidated. We stared at each other the whole time Joy and I rinsed off.

The bitch stepped into the shower with some submissive girl in tow. The girl had 'Roxanne's Bitch' written above her ass in magic marker.

I've met these types of bitches before, all take and no give. I have a feeling her and I are going to butt heads in this small little cabin. There can be only one alpha.

I still wanted that orgasm that Joy owed me so I dragged her to the bunkbeds that we had picked. I told her to lay on the bed with her head hanging over the edge. I was going to sit on her chest and grabbed her hair with both hands. Then I could shove my pussy in her face and have complete control. I have tried this with a man before and really liked it. I did end up giving him a fat lip though, oh well.

"Fuck yeah you little slut, suck that clit! I'm going to drown you in pussy juice you little whore! Oh yeah, oh yeah!" I screamed as my orgasm approached. I was pounding Joy's face into my pussy. I could feel her tongue going as deep as it could. When my orgasm subsided I was hoping I didn't give Joy a fat lip. "Okay let's check you out and make sure I didn't do too much damage."

"Oh don't worry, you can hurt me a little bit, it's okay. Besides I looked even better with a fat lip. I think your pussy lips were soft enough not to hurt me too much. You'll have to pound my face harder next time mistress Candy. I liked when she called me that.

Chapter 4

After Joy and I brought each other to a good morning orgasm we headed for breakfast. This morning Joy was taking me to a bondage and discipline lesson one of the counselors was having. That was right up my alley I thought.

"You'll like this class, and you can use me as your submissive. There is one male counselor who is the submissive for mistress Sandy who's running the class, oh my God he has the biggest cock you've ever seen. At first she'll probably show us how to tie somebody up, or light spanking. Last year she put a cock ring on her slave which made his cock stay hard forever. His cock is 12 inches long, I kid you not, you'll see." Joy rambled.

"Tying somebody up is something I want to learn how to do. Maybe I'll tie you up with your legs behind your head and your pussy wide open, and then I'll leave you in that prison down the road until your fucked by every cock there." I said flirting with Joy.

"I would love that so much." Said Joy skipping along.

The cafeteria was my next surprise. Sure people were eating, but some of them were eating off of other people. One girl was eating eggs off of the stomach of another. Two other girls were giggling in the corner, one looked like she was eating oatmeal out of the other ones pussy. I wasn't into food sex, too much to clean up.

I decided to sit across from Roxanne the bitch that interrupted my shower yesterday. I need to show her that I was not intimidated in the slightest. Joy and I will sit pleasantly and playfully and I will wait for her to make the first move. Hopefully nothing will happen.

I watched a hard-core movie onetime where the dominant chick fed her submissive and thought it was pretty cool.

"Okay Joy, mistress is going to feed you." I said taking Joy's plate of chicken nuggets away from her. Joy loved this game and straddled the bench facing me and not the table. The little slut Put her hands behind her back and opened her mouth like a good submissive. I took a small bite of the chicken nugget and then placed it in her mouth with a big kiss. She began to gyrate her hips on the bench. I was making it a sensual thing and Joy's body was responding.

"Oh isn't that cute feeding the little bitch like a bird."

I stood up quickly facing Roxanne "You got something to say bitch! Say it to my face!" I screamed 10 inches from her face. I was very aware she was holding a plastic fork. But her face said she was surprised.

"Hey it's cool, chill out. Said Roxanne not convincing anybody that she wasn't a little scared.

"Oh I'm cool. I just don't like people talking shit." I said calmly, knowing that this chick was just a lot of talk. Now that I've expressed my role as the alpha I got back to feeding my little submissive slut.

Chapter 5

I was impressed with all of the harnesses and other paraphernalia mistress Sandy had in her classroom. We had arrived a little early and were checking things out. Joy was telling me the harness I was looking at can be strapped tightly around someone's crotch and the contraption that stuck out in the middle could have any size dildo attached to it. I looked around for the dildos but couldn't see any.

"Okay everyone gather around. You all know this is a bondage and discipline class. Or as I like to think of it a master and slave class. I'm going to give you some pointers on how to be a good master and Jeff here is going to show some of you how to be a good slave. Okay I hope you are all paired off correctly, we'll see." Said this beautiful buxom dominant woman that I was going to learn a lot from.

Mr. Sandy wore a tight purple rubber dress that went almost to the floor. It had a long slit up both sides and you could see the thigh high black boots she wore, I couldn't tell if she was wearing panties. Slave Jeff was completely naked except for a harness that went around his crotch and made his cock and balls more pronounced. He was led into the room with a leash that was connected to the end of his cock with a thick rubber band. When the mistress let go of the leash the weight made his cock hanging low. Joy was right, the boy had a cock to be proud of.

After some instruction from mistress Sandy I had little joy tied just as I had dreamed earlier. I used plastic wrap, which is just one of many ways that we were taught. The plastic wrap seemed convenient for what I wanted, which was for her to be completely immobile. Her legs were pulled tight around the back of her head. I was surprised how flexible she was. Her hands were immobilized to her abdomen so she could still reach her clitoris. Once I had those key areas immobilized I completely wrapped her up turned body in plastic wrap. After she was wrapped head to toe I carefully took a razor blade and cut the plastic out around her mouth and nose so she could breathe, and suck my pussy of course. Next I cut the plastic to expose her dripping pussy. She was wrapped tightly to the back of the chair so she was not going to move.

"That's very good Candy. I like the way she is completely immobile. You might want to try removing the plastic from the bottom of her feet, they can be fun to play with. I can't wait to see what you plan on doing with your little slut now that she can't stop you." Said mistress Sandy as she walked around the classroom checking on the others.

There were 3 other couples in the room learning how to tie each other up. There were the 2 red headed sisters, I forget their names, slut 1 and slut 2. They were tying each other's hands behind their back, boring. Neither one of them was dominant, they were just playing around. One dark-haired girl named Roxanne had a little blonde slut tied in a typical rodeo style, feet and arms tied together. She wanted to use the rigging that was attached to the rafters to pick the slut up off of the floor, but mistress Sandy told her another time. Yeah, this was just the 1st class and that rigging looked complicated.

I was already dreaming of what I could do with all the toys in this room.

"Mistress Sandy may I have a double ended dildo? I want to show you what I'm going to do with my slut?" I asked, raising my hand.

"Of course you can my dear. I can't wait to see what your imagination comes up with." Said Sandy as she walked toward a cabinet at the end of the room. She brought me a nice thick 16 inch rubber cock.

I jammed the dildo into Joy's opened mouth. Since she can't see anything she was a little surprised, but she got used to it quickly. I stuffed half of that big cock in her wide open pussy. I climbed onto the chair and stuck the other half in my dripping cunt. I quickly realized mistress Sandy was correct, Joy's feet were right in front of my face. I peeled the plastic away from the bottom of her feet. I grabbed the back of the chair and began riding her pussy. At first I tickled her feet, but that just made her giggle. When I dug my fingernail deep into the bottom of her foot, Joy began wailing. She was not in pain, she was having a massive orgasm. I started sucking on one of her toes and she had another blowout orgasm. I think I can learn a lot from mistress Sandy. She was so right about the feet being a major erogenous zone.

When I felt my orgasm approach I bit down into Joy's heel and she slipped into another orgasm overload. Once I had had my fill of orgasms riding my slut, I took the juicy dildo and made sure Joy cleaned both sides with her mouth very well. I looked around to notice everyone was checking us out. Even slave Jeff was jerking on his big cock, with his mistresses permission.

"Mistress Sandy, would you mind if I have your slave use my slave?" I asked not sure the protocol in a situation like this.

"I like your thinking Candy. Slave get over here now." Mistress Sandy said to slave Jeff who came running.

"I would like him to fuck her pussy until she cums, and then finish off by jamming that big Dick down her throat until he blows his load." I said licking my lips thinking how hot this would be. Mistress looked at me quizzically.

"Normally he only cums once a day, and that's with me. But I like what you've done here, it shows ingenuity. I'll tell you what, I would kind of like to see big cock over there pounding your helplessly little slave. You have my permission." Said mistress Sandy as she was removing the rubber band holding the leash to the end of his hardening cock.

Mistress Sandy allowed me to guide her slaves humongous cock into Joy's helpless pussy. As he started his unforgiving onslaught on her wanting pussy I began slapping the bottom of her feet. Mistress Sandy handed me a small bamboo switch. I was just about to swing that switch down on Joy's unsuspecting feet when mistress stopped me.

"Whenever you have a new implement for causing pain, tested on yourself first so you know how much pain you will cause." Said mistress being a good teacher.

I lightly smacked my thigh, I felt a little pain. Smacked my thigh again much harder, that one caused my pussy to tingle. As soon as I began smacking Joy's feet with the switch she went into orgasm overload. After 30 or 40 seconds I think she passed out.

"I'm going to cum mistress." Said slave Jeff.

"Well pull that big cock out of that pussy and jam it in her mouth like Candy said." Sandy said a little irritated at her slave. He only put a few inches in her open mouth. I pushed on his ass because I wanted the whole thing down her throat. After a couple of long strokes he was blowing his load deep in her stomach. Joy hardly gagged, but then again she bragged about how well she could deep throat, I guess she wasn't lying.

I cut Joy out of her bonds and we spent the last half hour of the class cuddling. I could tell Joy was well satisfied. Mistress Sandy could tell I knew what I was doing. She spent the rest of the time showing the other girls a few simple things about pinching nipples and playful restraint. After the class was over she asked for Joy and I to stay behind for a moment.

"It's rare that I get a new girl that is so in tune to the dominant slave world. You seem to understand it's about pleasure that is had from gentle pain and restraint. So many of the girls that claim to be dominant are actually sadists. They get off on just beating somebody up. That is not true dominance and submission. Anyway, if you think this is something you might want to get into as a career I'm having an advanced class this evening, if you're interested be here at 7 o'clock. Joy's mother will be here, she's a real submissive just like her cute little daughter, isn't that right slut." Mistress Sandy said to a giggling Joy.

"Yeah, she really likes having her pussy stuffed to the max, you'll see." Said Joy holding my hand.

"Okay Joy go back to your cabin I want to talk to Candy alone for a minute." Said mistress Sandy pointing to the door. Joy skipped off happily. "Joy has really taken a liking to you, I can tell. She's been here a few years trying to find someone to own her, but no one ever clicked. I even saved her from getting her pussy branded with an iron. I know you're young and you might not be ready to own a slave yet, but if you think you are I'm sure her mother wouldn't mind. Little joy is always happiest when she is owned."

"I always knew I had a dominant side, but I never thought about owning someone, I'm not even sure what that means. Well I've got 4 weeks here at Camp Nympho to find out. I really like Joy also, I guess I just need time to find out if I want to take that step." I said to mistress Sandy contemplating all of the kinky fantasies that Joy and I could have.

Chapter 6

Joy and I cuddled each other as we walked back to our cabin. I was excited about tonight. I could hardly wait for mistress Sandy to teach me more of the dominant ways. I only had one orgasm playing with Joy so I was still very horny, but Joy was wiped out. I don't know how many massive orgasms she had while wrapped up, but the way she limped along while hanging on to me was evident.

"Mistress Sandy told me you almost had your pussy branded with an iron. You begged for it didn't you." I said in a comforting manner.

"I am a true slut, when I am hot and horny anything looks good to me, and the guy I was with said, okay. I know it would've been a horrible mistake, but that's why I need you to take care of me and become my mistress." Joyce said wanting.

Joy suddenly lifted her head off of my shoulder and pointed toward our cabin.

"They're here, they're here! Come on let's go." Said Little joy excitedly, and suddenly not tired anymore. She grabbed my hand and was pulling me toward our cabin at a quicker pace. There were a lot of girls hanging around outside our cabin looking in the windows. There was a prison bus parked just off to the side.

"Is that what I think it is. Are there cocks waiting for us?" I asked Joy with excitement. I remember reading something in the brochure. One busload of prisoners would entertain a different cabin every day. There are 7 cabins filled with little cock hungry sluts, how lucky we are to be the first. Unfortunately it was also used as punishment. If one cabin became too unruly the privilege could be taken away.

We ran to the front door to an awaiting counselor with a clipboard. She just had to make sure that our names are on the list for this cabin, because these little sluts hanging outside would love to sneak in and take all of that cock for themselves.

Joy and I were greeted by a nice orgy of cocks. There were 12 guys and only 8 sluts per cabin, I like that ratio. I only saw a few of our cabin mates, I hope the rest don't show, more cocks for me. Roxanne and the girl she marked as hers, were sucking the cocks of a couple well hung prison inmates. Two other girls, Tina and Tammy were laying on top of some kind of custom-made lawnchair. It was a fold-up device made of sturdy aluminum and covered in what looked like an easy to clean rubber. If it's purpose was for fucking then it would need to be easy to clean. When the girls laid on top of it they were a perfect height for fucking. There was a handgrip on either side of the fuck chair for the fucker to get leverage as he plowed the pussy below. Both sluts had their legs wrapped around their fuckers arms, so there pussy's were wide open and being plowed so good.

The few studs in the room that were not occupied with pussy noticed Joy and I as soon as we walked in. I ran to where the fold-up fuck chairs were kept, took it to the middle of the room, unfolded it, and jumped on legs spread.

"Damn baby, you can't wait can you." Said some nameless black guy with a huge cock.

"That's right fucker, I haven't had real cock in two days and my pussy has been itching for a real fuck." I told fucker number 1 as his cock slowly pushed into my waiting cunt.

"Fuck yeah, pound my pussy like you own it!" Screamed little Joy next to me on her fuck chair.

"So you want rough, okay baby take that." Slap, across Joy's right cheek. Slap, another across her left cheek. "You like that don't you bitch." Said the rough looking prisoner pounding away at Joy's little body. I know I started fucking at 10 years old, but I don't think I could take that kind of fucking when I was 11.

"Oh yeah, slap me again, use my body, fuck me harder, ooohhh." Joy rambled as her first orgasm slammed into her body.

I found myself a little jealous that my slut Joy would allow herself to be used without asking my permission. I guess I still have a lot to learn how to be a good owner of a slave. I am certainly not going to do anything about it right now, not while my pussy is being plowed so good. Maybe that's why Roxanne marked her slut with a magic marker. When I get a chance I'll write 'Candy's' over top of her tattoo, 'Candy's, Joy To Fuck'. Just thinking about it brought me to my first massive orgasm, well the big cock pounding my pussy might have had something to do with it.

Chapter 7

what a great afternoon of fucking. I don't know how many cocks fucked my holes but I am well satisfied. Joy and I were taking a nap cuddled together on my lower bunk. We only had a few hours before we were supposed to meet in mistress Sandy's cabin for my next lesson on how to be a good dominant. I reminisced as I slept, thinking of when Little joy had one cock fucking her pussy while another pounded her ass. The 2 guys were in a standing position squeezing Joy in between them. This happened after I had my orgasms for the afternoon. I wanted to be in control of Joy's pleasure, so I had a quick succession of inmates pound my pussy into many orgasms quickly. Being dominant over someone else's pleasure was somehow great pleasure to me as well.

After marking Joy's abdomen 'Candy's, Joy To Fuck', I set her up in the double fucking that took place shortly after. After one cock would blow his load in her ass or pussy I made sure another cock was ready to go. When her fuck holes became too sloppy I ordered one of the other girls to get in there and clean her up. I think I had as many orgasms orchestrating Joy's pleasure as I did laying in the fuck chair getting pounded.

I found a belt and begin smacking Joy's chest at one point when she was riding one of the prisoners cocks. The way she had her chest stuck out with her arms being gripped tightly by the fucker below her, as he pounded his cock in and out of her used up ass hole. Those nonexistent tits were begging for a light spanking. I tested it on myself first just like mistress Sandy had taught me. It didn't hurt that much, but it made a loud noise. Joy licked her lips With anticipation when she saw me step up to her naked chest with the belt in hand.

"Yes, yes, beat me, fuck me, oh oh oh!" Joy screamed and then passed out. I only smacked her chest a few times before she lost it. She looked funny with her head hanging back, her mouth open in a delirious state. I knew I was supposed to step in as her mistress to make sure she wasn't fucked to death, so I did. I have no doubt these fuckers would; fuck a bitch to death.

Yeah, it was fun using little Joy as my fuck toy. I think I might like owning this little bitch.

Chapter 8

When Joy and I entered Mistress Sandy's cabin, I was a little surprised to see only her and mistress Naomi as the only dominant ones present.

There were two submissive's on their knees with their heads down. One was slave Jeff whom I'd met earlier. He seemed to be dressed the same way as well, big cock exposed nicely.

The other I assumed was Joy's mother. I got my confirmation of that when Joy whispered hello to her mother. Her mother didn't speak and only raised her hand to wave, but her eyes never looked up.

"Hello Candy nice to see you again. This is mistress Naomi, use saw her earlier today. She is the one that runs Camp Nympho." Said Mistress Sandy, introducing an equally beautiful and domineering looking woman.

She was wearing a tight black dress made of rubber similar to mistress Sandy's purple ensemble she was wearing earlier. The difference was the corset, tied so tight it looked like she had a 20 inch waist.

"Hello my dear, Sandy has told me so much about you. She thinks you would be the perfect mistress. How does that sound to you?" Asked the confident woman in front of me.

"Well, it is kind of fun bossing somebody around." I said, coming up with the best answer I could.

"Oh it's so much more than that my dear. If you own a slave you must be in control of them. For instance, take a look at Joy over there." Mistress Naomi said pointing. Joy was trying to get into the cabinet filled with dildos. She kept yanking on the drawer, it was obviously locked.

"You see, Joy is just a slut, she doesn't know any better. She'll keep yanking on that drawer until the cabinet falls over and kills her, or you, as her mistress put her in her place. Why don't you bring her over here and have her kneel down next to her mother." Said Mistress Naomi.

I walked over and calmly grabbed her hand and guided her next her mother. She grumbled a little bit but still followed my instruction.

"Kneel there... And... Don't cause any trouble." I said, not knowing exactly what to do.

"Not bad, but you can be more specific if you want to. For instance I told slave Barbie to kneel there, head down and not make a sound. When you and Joy walked in and Joy said, hi mom." Naomi said mockingly in Joy's direction. "You notice Joy's mother didn't disobey any of my directions. And that's why she's being rewarded with a big vibrating dildo in her slutty pussy." Said Mistress Naomi smiling.

"Mistress Sandy mentioned that Joy was almost branded, how did that happen?" I asked Mistress Naomi.

"That was my fault, I should of never left that slut in a room full of prisoners." Said Mistress Sandy shaking her head in Joy's direction.

"It's nobody's fault. You can't be two places at once. The bottom line is Sandy stepped out of the room and thought this girl we had last year was looking after Joy. It turned out she was a sadist and wanted to see Joy branded with that iron as much as Joy was begging for it. Whether you be dominant or submissive people act on their nature. Joy is a pain slut, so that's the way her nature will guide her. Good thing Sandy came back and when she did, or that little girl might have never had another orgasm again. Let me show you something." Said Mistress Naomi reaching into a drawer and pulling out a picture book.

She warned me it was graphic but I was still a little shocked. One 15-year-old slut had deep red welts all over the front of her body. Even her face had a few smacks. It looked like she had been hit hundreds of times. She had a big satisfied smile in the first couple of pictures. Those first pictures were obviously taken during the beating when she was loving it and in a heightened state of euphoria. The next couple of pictures showed what she looked like days later. Big black and blue welts all over her body, she was not smiling anymore.

"Has Joy seen this. It seems that if she saw..."

"Of course she's seen it, she always says she'll never take it that far. Then we find her stowed away on one of the buses trying to sneak into the prison. Don't get me wrong, rewarding a submissive by taking them to the prison for a big gang bang is fine, but sneaking off without anybody knowing where you are could be disastrous. Once a man has a hard cock and only wants to fuck, a passed out slut is not going to stop him." Said Mistress Naomi, making me understand the role of a good slave owner.

"Barbie, stand up and come over here so Mistress Candy can see your beautiful art work." Mistress Naomi said pointing to Joy's mother.

I like hearing myself referred to as Mistress.

"This is where we think Joy got her fascination with branding. It has taken years to create this art work. She just recently got the tattoo that completes it." Said Mistress Naomi pointing to the mural on slave Barbie's back." Said Naomi, as we watched Barbie move slowly towards us, her tight rubber panties holding in the vibrators that were driving her crazy.

I'd seen this art work online before, it was beautiful. A branding of a big tited slave on her back with her legs spread. The tattooing highlighted what the branding was supposed to look like. I ran my hand over the contours. Branding's were done in just the right place to make the tattoo look three dimensional. If you look real close you could see even the pussy of the branding looked real. They must have used a razor blade to make small cuts in just the right places to give the 3-D tattoo even more realism.

"I guess this makes sense. Joy must've watched her mother reeling in ecstasy every time she had another small piece of the mural completed." I said to Mistress Naomi as I caressed the mural on Barbie's back.

"Very good, you're learning. Now it Joy once a branding you'll be there to make sure she doesn't do something stupid." Said Naomi looking towards joy when emphasizing the word stupid.

"You mean like having the wrong person push a hot iron into her pussy." I said nodding my head.

"Exactly." Said Mistress Naomi.

Epilogue

I learned a lot listening to Mistress Naomi that night. Through my life there have been many other masters and mistresses that have taught me a lot.

Joy did become my slave and we have a wonderful life together. She still gets into trouble every now and then and must be punished, but she gets rewarded also.

Joy and I started a bondage and discipline club as soon as we were old enough. We had already had enough high-priced clientele that enjoyed using Joy. The little slut was generally used as the club slave. I made sure all of the people that used her could be trusted not to fall for her begging.

Every once in a while when I gave Joy to much freedom, she would find a sadist and have something done that I didn't approve of. For instance, she was mad at me once for making her wear a chastity belt as punishment so she ran away. When the police found her she was dehydrated and dirty with dried cum all over. What made me angry, was the way they cut off the chastity belt, leaving small scars on her hips. She was found in a downtown dungeon that had a reputation for gang banging girls to death. Lucky she was found when she was. Her punishment was to wear a chastity belt and a shock collar. For one month she couldn't leave the club.

We did add to her Camp Nympho branding. Candy's Cumslut was branded to the inside of her right thigh and then months later tattooed to highlight it. She never wanted the mural like her mother, she said it took too long. She liked words, then she could get a different letter every night. She's always disappointed when the last letter is done.

Joy has grown into a true pain slut. It's always a challenge finding new ways to bring her the pain she loves without causing any permanent injury.

Joy is interested in having babies. I think I'll set up a two-day gang bang with all the perverts we know. She will be battered and bruised, but I will make sure she doesn't have any permanent damage, no matter how much she begs.