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SLEEPOVER [ part 3 ] I frowned at them all and sighed, shaking my head, “I’ve very disappointed in you girls. How did you kidnap Marlene?” I asked then. “I didn’t want to be here!” Marlene said a whine in her voice. “You! Be quiet!” I said to her and really regretted removing the gag. I turned to Pauline, “Run downstairs and return with a 7inch gag!” I told her. Pauline didn’t question me but ran out of the bedroom. I folded my arms and regarded the girls, Billie-Jo made to speak but a firm shake of my head stopped her. Pauline returned with the gag. I presented it to Marlene’s mouth she kept her mouth shut. I removed it and then bent down to her ear. “Young lady you will accept this gag, or I will carry you downstairs and start roasting parts of you. I’ve got the soldering irons and some nice penis-heads to fit on them, just think of the pain of having 99 degrees in your pussy or backside? Now do you take this or not?” I said, I was angry with the situation and allowed it to sound in my voice. But I was also aware of the raging beast that wanted to get out, it was taking everything I had to restrain it! I didn’t want to repeat my earlier incident with Pauline! Marlene shuddered and opened her mouth I slipped the gag in. It just touched the back of her throat causing her to retch slightly. “Swallow Marlene, you’re going to get used to that while you are here!” I told her. She gave an agonized look but started to move her throat muscles. “Good. Now I’ve got to make a call, but in the meantime you will all go downstairs to the basement. You will find chains to which you will attach yourselves; I will expect Billie-Jo and Pauline to help you before they ensure they are tied in!” Billie-Jo raised her hand, I nodded to her. “Master . . . what’s going to happen to Marlene?” She asked, I was back to being a master now. “Well Slave Billie-Jo. Since Marlene is in my property and has been kidnapped to be brought here I think she’s mine to do with as I want. I’m going to take her to my study and let her see what she’s in for.” I picked up the girl, who was lighter than I had expected. Marlene struggled as I carried her down to my study. I placed her on my lap and gave her a slap on her ass. “I told you that if I took you to my basement I would punish you! This is not my basement!” I told her I opened up the monitor on the basement where Pauline and Billie-Jo were busy attaching handcuff to the three girls who . . . hold on Three Girls? I checked Clara, Chelsea and Marcia were now on their tiptoes and then I saw Pauline look at Billie-Jo and say something. I put the phones onto emergency service and remote locked all the doors and windows. I turned up the sound on the basement monitor. “ . . . What will he do?” Billie-Jo was asking. “If we don’t tell him he’ll punish us worse, why didn’t you watch her?” Pauline asked her “Me! But it was your idea for the sleepover, I was happy with just the two of us! She’s your guest you find her!” Billie-Jo retorted. Pauline nodded glumly, “Yeah, you’re right!” And she reached to an alarm button. -------------- The somber tones of a bell echoed in the house. I turned on the microphone and spoke to the two girls. “Good! As soon as you noticed she was missing you alerted me, decrease in punishment! She shouldn’t have managed to escape from you. Increase in punishment! You will find her! Decrease in punishment for one who manages to bring her to me!” I said. The two girls looked at each other again. “I’ll take upstairs!” Pauline said. “I’ll take the ground floor.” Billie-Jo said annoyed that Pauline had beaten her for the obvious area. They ran to the basement stairs and scampered up them. -------------- I looked at Marlene, “Well you’re going to have company it seems.” I said and then returned my attention to the screen; I brought up the communications icon and contacted Sharon’s number. A disheveled boy answered the phone, “What time do you call this?” He said before looking at the screen, when he did so his eyes opened wide, “Master I’m sorry, it’s late and I was asleep!” He said. I shook my head, “The lateness of the hour does not forgive the disrespect that you’ve just shown. I would like to talk to your mistress, not later but now!” I said harshly. “But Master, if I disturb her now she will punish me, can this not wait until . . .” He said panic sounding in his voice. “I said NOW WILLIAM, not later! This is urgent and could cause your mistress serious problems with the police if not sorted out immediately.” I said relying on his fear of betraying Sharon to make him overcome his reluctance. “Yes Master.” William finally said and his face vanished from the screen. There was a few minutes wait while I could hear shouting from the speakers – not to mention footsteps upstairs as Pauline carried on her search – Then Sharon’s face appeared on the screen. “Paul? What’s wrong? William said something about the Police?” She said. “Do you recognize her?” I said and pointed the camera to where Marlene was lying. “Good god! It’s Marlene? How did she get there?” There was real amazement in her voice. “Well, it seems that your four girls thought it would be fun to smuggle Marlene into my house and treat her as a slave. Oh and by the way Erin has decided its fun to play hide and seek in this house when I wanted to punish the girls for endangering me and you” I said in a cold voice. Sharon fell down into the seat. “Paul . . . I’m sorry. I didn’t think this would happen. How did they get her in the car without anyone seeing her?” Sharon asked me. “When Chelsea got the stone in her shoe you helped her out, while you were doing that Clara distracted the crew by asking questions in the cockpit, we bundled Marlene into the storage area.” The voice came from behind me when I turned I saw Erin, her arms around her knees and her head down. She was almost hidden behind my armchair. “How did you get her off the helicopter then?” I asked her. “By then Marcia was feeling ill and she threatened to throw up in the helicopter, they were too busy helping her out that we were able to smuggle Marlene out and hid her in some nearby trees.” Erin said blankly. “How much time do I have with Marlene, before her parents find out?” I asked Sharon but again the young girl answered. “They’re away for the weekend, we had enough time to get her back home and tell her not to tell anyone or she’ll get worse when we’re together.” Erin said. Just then Billie-Jo entered the room. “I’m sorry master I’ve looked but I can’t find Erin downstairs but this is the only . . .” She stopped when she followed my gaze to where Erin was sitting. “Sit down Billie-Jo until I finish here.” I said and returned my attention to Sharon. “Right, so after tomorrow Marlene will be a problem. How do you want me to deal with this?” I asked her. “Paul, where are the girls at the moment?” Sharon asked. “Well Erin is behind me with Billie-Jo watching her; Marlene is with me as you saw. The other three are currently downstairs.” I pressed some buttons to open a new window showing the basement – a scene that was added to Sharon’s view. “I see, Paul I leave their punishment to you, but I must ask that you don’t give them any permanent marks or piercings. I’ll be there in about 5 hours will that be enough time?” She said I nodded. “That will be fine; I’ve got a few toys that will keep their attentions. Oh and I think you need to attend to William, he needs to know that politeness doesn’t depend on the time of day!” I said, my anger cooled but smouldering. “That’s okay, you’ve given me some ideas and I need to punish him for waking me up early!” She said, her eyes showing that she wasn’t happy with the situation either. I closed the communications screen and then pressed a button by my side, a low tone sounded in the house, calling Pauline to my study – Billie-Jo already being with me. We waited in silence until Pauline entered the room. “Stand side by side girls, that includes you Erin!” I ordered, at first Erin didn’t move but Billie-Jo quickly pulled her up to her feet and dragged her to beside Pauline. “Now you see what an unplanned sleepover can do to us. Erin, if she had escaped would have gone to the nearest person and that would have involved the police.” I started to say. “But I wouldn’t have . . .” Erin began, but Billie-Jo nudged her to quiet her. I remained impassive, my face not showing anything. “When we kidnap girls and bring them here, we do so in a way that remains untraceable. If Marlene goes missing who will her parents look for?” My question was aimed at Erin this time and Billie-Jo pushed her forward. “Th . . . they would go to Sharon’s. But they know . . .” Erin said. “It doesn’t matter if they knew or didn’t know anything, they were expecting their daughter to be at home, so they go to Sharon’s and she doesn’t know anything about Marlene missing, so the next step is to call the police . . . did you tell your parents that you were taking Marlene?” I said. “Well . . . we may have mentioned it.” Erin sounded slightly unsure. “Then they would have seen Sharon and she would have directed them here. Through your recklessness you have endangered my life and that of Pauline and Billie-Jo.” I said, I was slightly exaggerating but I was trying to prove a point. “But we didn’t mean any harm!” Erin tried to protest I slammed my hand down on the desktop making all the girls jump. “What you meant to do and what happens are completely different. You never take risks in this business; you plan carefully and ensure that all possible variations are considered! If you ever continue in this business you will have to learn this!” I told her. She remained quiet as she thought about this before she nodded. “Good, now go downstairs with Pauline and Billie-Jo, you will let them tie you onto the punishment chair - they will explain what the additions will do. They will then prepare the others for punishment. The two girls nodded their understanding and turned. With Billie-Jo ensuring that Erin turned with them. I watched them as they walked out of my study. Then I turned to Marlene. “I’m going to ungag you now Marlene, you will remain quiet until I require an answer from you, do you understand?” I said to her, she nodded. “If you speak out of turn the gag will be back!” I added and undid the straps slowly withdrawing the shaft of the gag. “Suck on it while I remove it, I want none of your saliva on it.” I instructed her, she glared at me but did as I asked. Just as the gag was almost out of her mouth I smiled and started pushing it back in, she looked at me but didn’t protest, I moved the gag several times before I finally took it out of her mouth. “Well done.” I said and patted her head, “This is just about the same size as my cock, and if you’re good I might just try you out.” I added smiling at her, her eyes widened and she went to shake her head but stopped at my look. “Yes, that is how a slave should react; you remain silent and accept whatever your master tells you. Now I’m going to untie you.” And I started on the knots holding the rope. The neck support was the first to loosen and Marlene dropped her head forward in relief and then cried out as her muscles protested. “Yes it will hurt at first but I’ll deal with that in a moment.” I said, ignoring the fact that she spoke without permission – I was letting her relax. I untied her legs and pulled them down, rubbing the muscles as I did so, working out the knots that were forming there. I then rubbed her neck, easing her of the tension that was there. “You will sit here.” I placed her in my seat, “and watch what happens to girls who kidnap others without regards to what might happen.” She pulled on her arms that were still tied behind her back. “I don’t think I will, you aren’t free you know.” I said and typed a command in the computer, I then left her and went down to the basement. -------------- I entered the basement and walked to the computer there, ignoring the six girls – I can’t remember ever having this number of girls down here together! I entered in the command to transfer control to that terminal. I also opened up a window so that I could see Marlene’s reactions. “Now girls, I hope you’re not comfortable.” I said and smiled at them. “You are here to be punished because of the crime you have committed . . .” I paused for a moment and then continued. “It wasn’t the crime of kidnapping, although that was bad. No the crime you have committed is being caught while kidnapping another girl!” I walked to a locked cupboard and removed some dildos. These had wires and straps on them. I then took out a DVD player and connected it to the computer in the basement. Taking some extension leads I plugged them into the computer – I’m going to have to get some multi-plugs if this is going to happen again. - Then I went to the girls hanging from the ceiling. “Now I’ve been told that I can’t pierce or permanently mark you, so I’m going to give you something that will shake you up.” I held up one of the dildo and showed them how the head moved, not only up and down but also side to side. “Questions?” I said cheerfully. “You can’t expect us to . . .” Chelsea started to ask and struggled in her chains she cried out when I slapped her ass. “I don’t expect you to do anything, you are going to accept this, just because you did something wrong.” I said. “But sir, I’m still . . . a . . .” Clara started to say but I shook my head. “Not in a few minutes time. You thought you could get away with getting one over both Mistress Sharon and myself. Events have consequences, this is yours.” I said. “But what about me! Why aren’t I over there?” Erin called from her seated position. “You will be having a different punishment; I’ll get to you in a minute. Pauline, Billie-Jo start work on Chelsea and Marcia. I’ll attend to Clara.” I handed out the dildos to the two girls. I went back to the cupboard and got a thinner, shorter dildo, which I concealed in my hand. I did have some K-Y jelly in a tube. I walked to Clara and showed her the tube. “Do you want me to use this or will you take the dildo dry?” I asked her smiling. “Please, I don’t want it at all.” Clara said tears showing in her eyes. “Wrong answer! But I’ll take pity on you.” and I undid the lid of the tube, smearing the lubricant over her pussy and then inside, hearing her gasp as my finger slipped inside her. I gently probed her vagina for depth finding that she was deeper than I had thought; and so she would easily cope with the smaller machine. I slid the metal dildo inside her pussy, fixing it by attaching the straps around her waist and behind her. I could hear her sob as she moved her hips trying to dislodge the invader inside her. I looked to the others, they also had the dildos strapped in and fixed. All three girls raised themselves higher on their tiptoes as if trying to expel the dildos using gravity. I quickly got the audio/visual goggles and placed them on the girl’s head. “Now you will see a video, from that you will know what is being done, oh yes, forgetful of me. Girls the second set!” I ordered. Without a word Billie-Jo and Pauline retrieved three more sets of dildos – just simple thrusting versions without the rotating head – and, with the aid of KY jelly, these were inserted into the girl’s anuses causing them to scream out with surprise. All three were held firm just as the first dildos were. “Please what are you doing to us?” Chelsea cried out. “Just preparing you, relax and the pain will soon fade.” I told them, Pauline and Billie-Jo remaining silent. I quickly attached all the leads to their respective sockets on the computer and send a test signal – a picture, live, of their positions. I sent another test signal which made the vaginal dildo just jerk slightly – all three jumped as it flexed. “Good that worked . . . now ready?” I asked and activated the anal dildos, hearing the girls give a short scream as they reacted to the computer input. “Oh good, they work as well . . . now I’ll activate the program, this film and the one following are interactive, using special coding detected by the computer, they will activate the relevant dildo, exactly as the action on the film proceeds. I hope you’ll enjoy it, you’ll be here for an hour!” I said and then turned on the DVD. Music played on the computer and the title screen lit up. “Toy and the gang-bang!” was the title of the first piece, it involved a young friend I . . . temporarily had, who’s parents were film makers, since then Toy has been a star of their films, enjoying herself. The scene opened with a car trunk showing a tied up girl of about 10 years of age, she was taken out of the boot by a large man who ripped off her panties and bent her over the trunk, ramming his cock into her ass. The three girls started to scream as the dildos began moving in their anuses. For three minutes the pounding carried on before the man pulled himself out of the girl. The three hanging girls were gasping when it was over . . . but more was to come (or cum) as the film followed the girl who was dragged to where 10 men were waiting for her. “Oh no, no . . . please not that!” Chelsea started to say. “What! What’s going to happen?” Marcia asked but then she saw the scene as the girl in the film was stripped of her clothing and spread-eagled on the ground, and then the dildo’s started pushing themselves inside the girls . . . -------------- While the screaming started I approached Erin. She was watching her three friends as they struggled in their bonds, trying to escape the thrusting dildos as they ravaged the girls. “What’s going to happen to me?” She asked looking at my face. “Well you are going to get a sore mouth and ass.” I said and started to tip the chair, rotating her body so that she was now ass up. I ensured that the hole in the base of the chair was lined up with her anus. “Now Erin, I’m afraid I don’t have another set of dildos, at least not a set to reach you here, but don’t worry there is another way. I’m going to connect you to a couple of pumps; these will deliver a set amount of liquid into you.” I told her, she was starting to hate my cheerful voice I could tell. “But . . .” She began. “Don’t worry, you’ll be able to stop it.” I told her, “All you have to do is to release a trigger and the pumping will stop . . . for a short time at least.” I lined up the inflatable dildo and, using the lubricant again, inserted it into Erin’s anus. The other end of the dildo was connected to a vibrating arm along which was a tube attached to oil that was kept warm. The dildo had a small hole in its end from which the oil was injected into the anus of the victim. I then showed Erin the trigger. Another dildo – with a hole in the front of it – and showed her the point where she would have to touch. (I didn’t tell her that this one was connected to a reservoir of animal cum). She would have to move her mouth to cover the dildo and to virtually swallow the whole lot before the trigger was activated. I also didn’t tell her that once the anal dildo was stopped it would squirt the warm oil into her ass, or that the trigger would deliver some cum which she would have to swallow, as it would be sent straight into her stomach. “Now do you understand how to stop this?” I asked her. “Yes master” She said – you see you can teach girls to be polite. I nodded and then inserted the anal dildo and began the machinery. “Oh god!” Erin said and started to reach for the dildo before her. -------------- Now I had one last set of punishment to start. “Pauline, Billie-Jo, against the flogger please.” I told them. The flogger was a simple machine, a wheel consisting of several pieces of leather instead of a rim. Each spoke would bring the leather strap around at a set speed. In the configuration that I had it there was space for two girls to stand holding hands, the flogger would strike their asses with a regular beat (sorry about that!) two movable side panels ensured that the girls couldn’t sidestep away from the straps, and with their wrists connected they couldn’t move away – well they could but not too far and without hurting the other girl. “I will set the speed to 5, you will remain here for an hour. Do you understand?” I told them. “Yes master.” And “Yes master!” came from my girls who reached back and held each other’s hands. Tears were already running down Pauline’s face, with her backside already red with welts she was really going to get the worst of it! I nodded and started the machine; I went to walk away when Billie-Jo called out. “Master, you haven’t handcuffed us.” I nodded, “True, but you are both going to stay there until the time is up, and not before!” I ordered and then I looked at Pauline, “And you are to remain in your body and not pass it to Sub!” I told her. She flinched as the first slap hit her, “Of course not master.” She said. I kissed their heads and left them standing there receiving five slap per minute, a full hour meant 300 slaps apiece! It wasn’t bad as I had told them their punishment would be decreased. I entered a command on the computer – removing control from that system. I walked to the door, leaving the light on so that all six girls in their torture could be seen, as I went to leave the basement I could see Clara crying out as the dildo in her pussy was making her cum, I could see a trickle of red running down her leg, it seems her vagina wasn’t as deep as I had thought. -------------- I returned to my study, Marlene was watching the screen wide eyed, she looked up at me as I entered, a question evident on her lips. “Slave you may speak.” I said. “Master, what are you going to do to me?” She asked me fearfully. I walked behind her, her head following me as I did so; I untied her arms and hands, bringing them around to her front, massaging them as I did so. “First are you hungry?” I asked her, the question surprised her but not her stomach, which started to growl away. “I take it that’s a yes.” I said. “Stand up and follow me.” I told her; happy to see she followed my order. I walked to the kitchen and started to cook some bacon and eggs. “You will sit at that table!” I told her pointing to it. She quickly did so, watching me as I cooked away. “Can you cook Marlene?” I asked her she shook her head, “You should learn, it’s quite easy and some masters can’t cook for toffee.” I said smiling. I put the food onto two plates and sat down facing her, putting a plate before her along with a knife and fork, “Eat it before it gets cold.” I told her, she was quick to follow my order now. When we finished I started doing the washing up, I was pleased to see that she took the tea-cloth to help dry the dishes. “Better?” I asked her she nodded, not being sure if she was allowed to speak again. “Right, follow me again please.” I said and started walking upstairs. I led her to the bathroom and showed her where the toilet was and then I took her to Billie-Jo’s bedroom. “You will use the toilet and then return to this room, once here you will lie on the bed and sleep. You will not disturb either myself or the girls downstairs, do you understand?” I asked her. She started to nod and then shook her head, I raised my eyebrows and tilted my head, and she took this to mean she was allowed to talk. “Master I thought you were going to punish me?” She said. “I am punishing you, I’m sending you to bed alone!” I told her and left her as I returned downstairs. On the computer screen Erin was moving her mouth on the dildo in an effort to stop her anal penetration – I hadn’t said that the dildo would inflate at random times, expanding from 6 inches to 9 inches in length and half-inch to two inches in girth – then I saw her throat moving and she relaxed as the anal dildo stopped, only to stiffen as another set of oil was pushed inside her. The three girls were moving in unison as the computer interpreted the double-teaming of Toy by two men caused both dildos to move in counter action. I could see that the girls’ bodies were covered by a sheen of perspiration. By the flogger both my girls were holding tight to each other, crying out as their asses were warmed by the straps. I checked the time, only another half hour to go! For some reason I felt sorry for the girls, especially Pauline, I entered a command which slowed the machine down to 1 slap per minute, it seemed the least I could do for them. I set an alarm and closed my eyes. |