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NIKKI'S LESSON Nikki was a good girl. Everyone at her high school knew it. She liked everybody, was liked by everybody, and did it all without ever saying a ‘bad word’ or, worst of all, being dirty. Nikki didn’t like it when girls dressed like whores for the enjoyment of their boyfriends with total disrespect for themselves. She didn’t want people to look at her with lust. She wanted admirers for her, not for her body. This was sometimes hard. Nikki had a nice chest, not too big and not too small. Just right. She had a perfect ass; the kind boys tried to imagine in a thong. Her face was very cute, and she was always smiling. Her hair fell a little past her shoulders, and was silky smooth and light brown. But, Nikki tried to draw focus away from her model-quality body by avoiding clothes that accented her assets. Even so, a lot of guys dreamed about how to get her in bed. It would never happen, though. Even though she had had a few sexual experiences with her best friend Kristin, Nikki was determined to stay boyfriend-less and thoughts of true sex never even occurred to her. She knew if she started dating she would have to deal with approaches and attempts to convince her to open herself up for someone’s pleasure. Kristin agreed with her. At least, that’s what she told Nikki. Kristin was very jealous of her friend. She wanted the attention Nikki received, and wanted her body, too. Not that Kristin wasn’t bad herself. She and Nikki had about the same measurements and were even close in height and clothing sizes. But for some reason, Kristin lacked that mysterious quality that drew boys’ attention. Sure, she had been asked plenty of times for dates. But not as many as Nikki. Sure, she had caught groups of guys in the halls staring at her ass. But not as many as Nikki. And most of all, it infuriated Kristin that Nikki got all that attention, and didn’t want it. Something had to be done. Kristin waited patiently for a night when her parents would be away until the next morning. Her parents told her of their upcoming ‘couple’s’ vacation a week in advance. Kristin began planning her attack. A trip to Victoria’s Secret, a little online shopping for bondage gear, and fresh batteries in her digital camera, and Kristin was ready. Nikki drove to Kristin’s house that Friday night. She was excited about her friend’s invitation to a ‘movie night’ with all their friends. She pulled in the driveway and noticed that there were no other cars there. Oh well, she thought, Maybe I’m just early. She parked and bounced up the walk to the door, and rang the doorbell. Kristin answered. “Hey Nikki!” she greeted happily. “Hey!” Nikki said back, “Uh, is anybody here yet?” “Oh…” Kristin thought fast, “You’re just early. Come on!” “But I thought I was even a little late. Is anybody else coming?” Kristin knew it was time to take action. “They aren’t coming.” “Why not?” “Because this party isn’t for them, Nikki.” From her pocket, Kristin took a chloroform-soaked rag. “It’s for you.” “What do you mean, Kris- MMMM!” Kristin clamped the rag over Nikki’s face with one hand and wrapped her other arm around her friend, pinning her arms down. Nikki squirmed in Kristin’s grasp, but felt herself starting to weaken. Kristin whispered, “That’s it Nikki, just breathe deeply. Breathe deeply.” Nikki tried to hold her breath, but soon enough, she found she couldn’t move. Then she couldn’t focus her eyes. Finally, everything faded into darkness. A voice. Calling her. Kristin’s voice. Everything rushed back to her. Nikki tried to ask, “What’s going on?”, but all that came out was a stream of mumbles. Nikki got a sick feeling in her stomach. She tried to move her arms. Her legs. Anything. She couldn’t. Instead, she felt metal and rope biting into her skin. She tried to open her eyes, and realized they were already open. She still couldn’t see anything. Panic gripped her as it dawned on her that she was blind. Again, she tried to talk, but there was something in her mouth. Something that felt like rubber, with straps around her head that held it in her mouth. Giving up trying to talk, she just screamed through the thing, which she realized was so big that her jaw was forced open as far as it would go. The darkness suddenly lifted, and light flooded her eyes. Nikki was elated. She wasn’t blind! Then, she despaired as she looked down and saw herself. She was bound and chained to some kind of metal frame. Her legs were spread wide apart with her knees roped and her ankles chained to the frame. Her arms were attached in the same manner above her head with handcuffs holding her wrists. A rope held her waist to the middle of the frame. A more detailed examination showed her that the area between her legs had been totally shaved. But, if she could see that place, then… Nikki screamed as she realized she was totally naked, and that her best friend Kristin was staring at her. Nikki babbled through the gag in her mouth, desperately trying to find out what was going on. Kristin walked over to her and touched Nikki’s lips in a gesture to be quiet. “Nikki, you’re here because you need a lesson, and I’m going to teach it to you.” “For a long time,” Kristin continued, “I’ve tried to get you under my control. There was the time at my house, the time on the football field, and the time I tried to lock you in the band closet with me. You don’t seem to want to get the message. You remain the most hopelessly clean girl I have ever known. And still, you’re popular. You need to know what it feels like to be under someone’s control, and submit. You need to know how good it feels to dress in ways that excite guys, girls, and yourself. You need to learn to enjoy attention given to your body. And if you won’t discover these facts of life by yourself, I’m going to make you. From tonight on, I am your mistress, and you belong completely to me.” Nikki’s head reeled from her friend’s speech. This was a side of Kristin she had never seen before. Nikki didn’t know what she meant by ‘mistress.’ She didn’t like the sound of it, but still, she wasn’t sure. And how could she belong to Kristin? She had a family! She had herself! It didn’t make sense! Those questions were answered with the crack of a whip across her naked ass. She screamed through her gag. The whip hit again, on the other side. Nikki strained to see who was hitting her. Kristin had moved around behind her while Nikki had been deep in thought. The whip moved to her inner thighs, which brought tears to her eyes. Then, one sharp lash to her newly shaved pussy, and Nikki was sent into a torrent of sobs. She begged to be let go. She screamed and cried. As the whip hit her breasts, she tried to talk, to cry out to Kristin that she would do anything, anything, as long as the whipping stopped. Kristin only laughed and slipped the blindfold back over Nikki’s tear-filled eyes. She put thick plugs in the bound girl’s ears, and pulled a latex mask over her head with only tiny openings for breathing. Then the waiting began. Inside the mask, all was darkness; silent, suffocating darkness. All Nikki could hear were her own panicked breaths as she tried to pull enough air through the tiny holes to stay alive, and her racing heartbeat thudding in her ears. Every now and then, a terrified whimper escaped through the gag. Worst of all, Nikki could feel drool running out of her forced-open mouth since the gag stopped her from moving her tongue or closing her lips. The whipping had stopped when the mask was put on. Now, after what felt like an eternity to Nikki, her pain had disappeared. All was silent darkness. Pain lit up Nikki’s mind as, out of nowhere, the whip contacted her ass again. It hit again on the other cheek at the same time something that felt like a paddle swatted her left breast. No! she thought, Not two at once! But things would get much worse. Soon more painful hits were raining down on Nikki’s unsuspecting skin. There were more and more until most of her body had been stung at least once. The once quiet darkness inside the mask was now lit up red behind Nikki’s closed eyelids. Her own screams echoed in her head, but she knew they were only muffled whimpers to her captor. The whipping and paddling went on for an eternity, but was really only ten minutes. When the blows and cracks finally stopped, Nikki’s whole body throbbed with pain. She had been fighting and struggling against her bonds the whole time, and now she was drained of energy. Exhausted, she slumped in her bonds. She could feel tears and sweat pooling in the bottom of her mask, which was sealed tightly around her neck. She gasped for breath; her body needed more oxygen than it was getting through the mask’s little air holes. The next thing she felt were Kristin’s hands gently caressing her sides. She felt her hair being pulled back and played with, then a kiss on the back of her neck. Then, searing pain came from her nipples. She had no idea that her best friend had just put alligator clips on her, but she knew they hurt. She screamed again and wiggled back and forth, but that only made things worse. She felt fingers in her pussy, pulling the lips together, and then the same pain came from that area. So far it was only pain. But then, unknown to Nikki, Kristin was lining a piece of duct tape up with the breathing holes in the mask. Back in her soundless, dark, pain-ridden world, Nikki was only aware of her air supply suddenly shutting off completely. Everything stopped. The whirling haze of red pain suddenly wasn’t so important anymore. Nikki’s heart skipped a beat as she realized what had happened. She tried and tried to pull in air, but her lungs pulled on a vacuum. There was nothing to breathe! Nikki, now filled with primal fear of death by suffocation, writhed and thrashed in her bonds, trying to alert Kristin to her fatal problem. She didn’t want to kill her, did she? Did she? Oh God, I’m going to die! I’m really going to die!!!! Lights danced in the darkness of the mask as Nikki’s deprived lungs collapsed, forcing the bad air out. There was no good air to take its place. Suddenly weak, she uttered a feeble moan of defeat, and slipped into unconsciousness… Nikki felt fluffy pillows under her head. She was very comfortable. She had no idea where she was for a few moments, then… “Am I dead?” She could talk! She must be dead; the gag was gone! “No, dear, you’re not dead.” It was Kristin’s voice. She hadn’t died! Thank goodness, her wild thrashing must have gotten Kristin’s attention after all! Nikki slowly opened her eyes. She was lying on Kristin’s bed. Her wrists were cuffed together and attached to a belt around her waist. She felt a collar or something around her neck. Her ankles were locked together with large handcuffs. She wore a shiny new-looking pink satin strapless corset with black ribbons lacing up the front and tying just above her breasts. “Kristin?” she asked, confused. “Hello, Nikki.” Nikki turned her head. Her friend was sitting across the room, watching her. “What…what is all this?” “I bought it all new this week, just for you!” “But…why?” “Because, Nikki, I am your mistress now, and you are my submissive.” “I don’t understand.” Kristin sighed. “I am the owner, and you are the property.” Finally understanding, Nikki asked, “Why, Kristin? Why would you do this to me? I thought we were friends!” Kristin rose and walked over to the bed. “We are friends, Nikki. We’re just friends on new levels now. We can still hang out and everything, just you must obey me or I’ll punish you.” Memories of the night flooded back to Nikki, and she tensed. “That’s right,” Kristin said softly, “I did all that to you to show my dominance.” “Kristin, I should hate you for what you did to me tonight!” “But you won’t.” “How do you know?” “Because I know you, Nikki. You won’t hate me. Quite the opposite; you’ll come to love me as sort of an older sister.” “But…what will our parents say? What about our other friends? What will they think of this?” “They are never going to know, Nikki.” Finally, Nikki fully grasped what was happening to her. She was to be Kristin’s……was ‘slave’ the right word? “No, not a slave, Nikki. Like I said before, your place in this relationship will be like being my little sister. Do what you’re told, and we’ll be great friends. Disobey, and…well, let’s just say you don’t want to disobey. Remember what happened tonight, and you’ll see why.” An hour later, Nikki was free of all bondage and Kristin had laid out her rules:
1. Always do as you’re told. Nikki had no more questions. She almost liked the idea of serving her friend like this. It was…exciting. At last, it was midnight, and time for Nikki to leave. Nikki was dressed in her normal clothes again. Before she left, Kristin pulled her into a long, intimate kiss before giving her new ‘little sister’ her first set of instructions. “I’ll start with easy things for you, just to see if you’re devoted.” Kristin handed Nikki the collar that had been around her neck when she woke on the bed. It didn’t look like a sex toy, just like an ordinary cloth necklace that fit tight around the neck. But, it locked in the back, and Kristin had the key. “When I see you first period on Monday at school, I expect to see a few things. First, that collar will be around your neck. Remember, the only way it’s coming off is when I unlock it, so don’t put it on unless you don’t want to take it off. Second, you will wear this corset,” she handed Nikki the folded pink satin lingerie, “as tight as you can. You will also wear its matching thong.” Nikki took the thong from Kristin’s hand. “I will check both, so be ready. The corset doesn’t have to be the only thing you wear on top, so you could wear a sweatshirt or something to hide it from other people if you want. Finally, your shoes will have some sort of heel on them. No sneakers.” “But I don’t have any high heels,” Nikki said. “Sure you do. The ones you wore to the concert last month.” “Oh no! I hate those! Can I bring something to change into once you check me?” Kristin thought a moment. “No.” Nikki was visibly disappointed, and sighed. Kristin responded with a light slap on her face. “Don’t give me any attitude, either.” “Sorry,” Nikki said. “It’s okay. You’re still learning. Anyway, no, you’ll wear your heels all day.” “Alright,” Nikki relented. “There’s a good girl. Call me tomorrow night.” “Okay. See you Monday!” Nikki took her new corset and thong, along with the collar necklace, and got in her car. Kristin waved as her friend departed. She thought to herself, That was easier than I’d expected. Things are going to go very well between us. Very well indeed… |