THE GREAT NIKKI EXCHANGE

BY THE ONE

The lash from Kristin’s whip made Nikki cry out in pain. Instinctively she rolled over and curled into a ball with her arms covering her head.

“Get up!” Kristin ordered.

Nikki slowly uncoiled herself and lay there in front of her supposed best friend, who was glowering at her.

“I said get up!”

Nikki wouldn’t be pushed around anymore. “I don’t want to!”

Lisa let out a bark of laughter. Kristin’s face reddened.

“Nikki, get up! Now!”

“No! I’m tired of people hurting me! I’m not doing this anymore!”

Kristin let the whip fly again, but Nikki caught it in the air and yanked it from her hands. Kristin was too stunned to move. She stammered, “Hey!”

Lisa could barely contain herself. She was so disgusted that she was laughing harder than she ever remembered. This sorry pair was too comical to watch! Even Alice was smiling a little.

Nikki and Kristin had taken to shouting at each other. Though they were funny to watch, Lisa knew they were wasting precious time. She got herself under control and yelled, “Enough!! Both of you shut up!”

The arguing girls stopped and stared at Lisa.

“You,” she pointed at Kristin, “are hopeless as a mistress. Even Alice or I couldn’t teach you how to be dominant. Just…go sit down or something.”

“Who do you think you are?” Kristin shouted angrily.

Lisa said sweetly, “I’m the girl who’s going to punish you dearly if you don’t listen to me. I think you need to be dominated before you can learn how to do it to someone else. Alice? Take her.”

Before Kristin could even turn around, Alice had padlocked a collar around her neck.

“Hey!” Kristin cried, “Get this off—NO!” As she reached up to pull at the collar Alice twisted her arms behind her back and cuffed her. Then Kristin was forced to sit down on the floor next to Emilie. Alice clipped a leash onto Kristin’s collar and handed it to Emilie.

“Don’t let her get away,” she instructed. Emilie nodded and wrapped the leash around her arm a few times so Kristin couldn’t pull it out of her grasp. Defeated, Kristin could only sit and sulk.

“Serves you right for all the things you did to me!” Nikki cried.

But Lisa’s gaze settled on her next. “And you, young lady,” she growled, “Need a good lesson in respect!” Alice and Lisa moved in and grabbed her arms. They forced her onto her back on the floor. Alice settled on her chest, holding her arms back. Lisa sat between her legs.

“Heather dear, would you hand me my special lotion?”

Heather knew what was in store for Nikki as she passed Lisa a glass bottle filled with a white cream about the consistency of pudding. Nikki strained to look around Alice to see what was happening to her.

Lisa forced Nikki’s legs apart and braced her own legs in place so Nikki couldn’t close herself. She was held wide open as Lisa opened her bottle.

“Do you know what this is?” she purred.

“N-n-no,” Nikki stammered. She was getting a very bad feeling.

“Neither do I, really,” Lisa answered, “But I know what it does. Alice and I discovered it by accident last year in chemistry class. We were supposed to be making some sort of acid paste, but ours turned out too diluted. Being clumsy as I was, I spilled a little on my fingers. It burned, but not too badly, and we were late, so I didn’t get to wash it off for a few minutes. By the time I did, the area it had touched had become hypersensitive. Any feeling or sensation to that area was blown way out of proportion. It was so bad that I couldn’t use that hand to eat, open doors, write, or anything else because it hurt too much. Of course, my devious mind saw a much more productive use for our little discovery. I copied the recipe and made some at home, and it works just like before! It makes a wonderfully effective disciplinary tool.”

Nikki’s stomach flip-flopped. She knew she was in for pain.

“Do you want to know how it feels?”

“NO!” Nikki cried, “I don’t!”

“Well, you have been somewhat of a bad girl,” said Alice.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry! Please don’t do this! You don’t have to; I’ll be good!”

Lisa sighed, “I’m afraid you need a lesson, Nikki. Ever since I met you, you’ve been nothing but trouble to your poor mistress, and now look where she is. We can’t have that happen to us, can we?”

Nikki called desperately, “Kristin, help me!”

“You’re on your own,” Kristin grumbled.

“Please! Come on, guys! Heather? Emilie!?”

The two girls just looked away. Kristin watched, though. She wanted to see Nikki get what she deserved for putting her in this mess.

“Help me! Please! Help—mmph!”

Alice had shoved a big ball gag into Nikki’s mouth and buckled it behind her head. Nikki continued to scream as Lisa lowered the bottle toward her.

Lisa admired Nikki’s cleanly shaven pussy. Her skin was almost perfectly smooth. “I’ll give it to you, Kristin, you keep her looking nice.”

“Thanks,” Kristin mumbled. What did it matter now?

Lisa fingered Nikki’s crotch for a while, listening as her screams turned to moans. When she was engrossed in the stimulation, Lisa pulled on her black latex gloves to protect her own hands. The break in Lisa’s rubbing made Nikki look up just in time to see the pudding-like substance ooze out of the bottle and fall onto her crotch.

It just felt cold at first. Maybe this wouldn’t be so bad!

Then Lisa began moving it around with her gloved hands. As the stuff warmed up, it started to sting a little. Nikki gave a few worried moans. The stinging grew worse and worse as Lisa spread it around. Then, as the vulnerable skin of her most sensitive area readily absorbed the fluid, Nikki was plunged into agony.

Her whole crotch burned like it was on fire! She screamed through the ball gag, thrashing to get up. Alice and Lisa held her, though.

After what seemed like an eternity to Nikki, but was only really three minutes, the burning stopped. It was replaced by a strange sensation. Her skin tingled. It didn’t hurt; actually it almost felt good. Very lightly, Lisa tickled the skin around the opening of Nikki’s cunt. It felt soooooo good! It felt like…like getting pleasured, only a hundred times better; more open to the sensation. Nikki gave an involuntary moan.

“Don’t get comfortable,” Lisa warned, “You still have to be punished.”

In her ecstasy, Nikki forgot she was wearing a ball gag. She moaned, “But it feels so good!” All that came out was a stream of mumbles, and a little trickle of drool around the large ball that slid down the side of her face. She didn’t seem to notice as Lisa applied the strange liquid to her breasts. That is, until they started burning.

Nikki started into a new round of screams as her breasts erupted in pain. The same agonizing three minutes passed, and the burning was replaced by tingling hypersensitivity. Alice tickled Nikki’s nipples lightly, causing her to giggle with pleasure. She was now being stimulated from above and below, and she loved it! She felt herself approaching an orgasm. She was just imagining how good the release would feel coming out her newly hypersensitive pussy, when everything stopped.

Lisa’s voice cut into Nikki’s haze of pleasure, saying, “I hope you savored that good feeling, because it’s over.”

Discontented, Nikki whined. Without hesitation, Alice slapped her in the face. Nikki shouted “Hey!” around her gag, and was slapped again, harder this time. When Alice had regained control of her fighting captive’s arms, she said to Lisa, “Ready!” If Lisa left her position, Nikki would be able to snap her legs shut. Emilie was already occupied keeping a hold on Kristin’s leash. So she called Heather over.

“Yes, Mistress?” asked the girl timidly.

Lisa handed her sub two clover-style nipple clamps. “Would you do me a favor and put these on our little friend?”

Heather looked at the clamps in her hand. They had been used on her several times, and she knew the pain they could inflict. Being sure to remain polite, Heather asked, “Please, Mistress, if I may be so bold as to ask, do I have to do this? Nikki is my friend, and I’d hate to cause her pain.”

“Yes, Heather, you must do this,” Lisa said, trying to contain her frustration, “But I’m sure Nikki won’t hold you responsible since you are acting under my orders.”

Heather said no more. She knelt next to Nikki.

“Well?” Lisa coaxed, “Go on! You know what to do. Give them a little massage to stand them up, then just put the clamps on!” Heather took Nikki’s nipples between her fingers and rubbed very gently. With the heightened sensitivity, they were soon erect and firm. Nikki whimpered little pleas to Heather as she watched her friend position the clamps. Their jaws opened and moved toward their targets.

“I’m sorry, Nikki,” Heather whispered. She let the clamps close.

The shock of the pain rendered Nikki mute for a few seconds. All she could manage were desperate gasps of air. Heather beat a hasty retreat from the painful scene, running to Emilie’s side. The pair huddled together, covering their ears as Nikki found her voice and let out a piercing scream. She was spitting out streams of unintelligible words, so Alice took the ball gag off. With her tongue free, Nikki’s words took form.

She was screaming and begging for release as the clamps pinched her nipples. Normally she would have cried, yes, but this was unbearable! The greater feeling in her breasts gave the sensation now that her nipples were being pinched off.

She screamed and screamed for several long minutes. Eventually, her mind became somewhat used to the pain, and it dulled, but only slightly. Her nipples still felt like they were caught in vices, not just simple clamps.

As Lisa detected her slave was getting over the first round of pain, she drew a small bag from inside her corset. It was filled with the sharpest, finest needles she could buy.

Nikki got a little pleasure as Lisa pulled one of her pussy lips up. Then the merciless girl jabbed the first needle completely through Nikki’s pink membrane.

Again, Nikki lost her voice as searing white-hot pain lanced into her mind, splitting her thoughts. Lisa pierced the other lip, sending another knife of pain up Nikki’s body. Then, pulling Nikki’s pussy lips together, Lisa began to pierce both at once through and through with needles. When Nikki’s cunt was effectively held shut and bleeding a little, Lisa turned her attention upwards. She jabbed needles into the flesh of Nikki’s breasts, forming circles of six needles around each nipple. Then she removed the clamps.

Nikki experienced another surge on top of the pain already filling her mind as blood rushed into her deprived nipples. Lisa had two needles left. She grabbed Nikki’s erect nipples and pierced the tip of each with a needle, then reapplied the clamps.

Paralyzed by pain, Nikki could only focus on her agony. She didn’t even notice when Alice got off of her. She couldn’t seem to move. She forgot everything down to her own name. All that was left of her mind seemed to be the most primitive of instincts. Her screams began to turn to noiseless sobs.

In an effort to dull the agony, her nervous system began distributing the pain throughout her whole body. As every inch of her skin began to feel the same as her tortured breasts and cunt, Nikki felt as if she just wanted to die. Eventually, she couldn’t take it anymore. She faded out of reality, and had a hallucination that she was paralyzed and being attacked by millions upon millions of biting insects. At last, she fainted.

Nikki finally awoke, but she wished she hadn’t. She had a splitting headache, and her breasts and crotch burned, though not as bad as before. She opened her eyes. Thankfully, the room wasn’t too bright. She heard voices and the sound of a TV.

She pushed herself into a sitting position and looked around. Five people were staring at her, two with approval, two with pity, and one with disdain. She recognized Lisa, Alice, Heather, and Emilie sitting on the sofa. Kristin sat naked on the floor.

“What…what happened?” Nikki moaned, holding her head to try and stop the aching pressure that pushed on her brain.

“We finished our games without you. I hope you don’t mind,” Lisa said.

Nikki asked plaintively, “Why did you hurt me so badly? What did I do?”

“You needed a lesson,” Lisa said flatly, “And we gave it to you. You are now officially my little slut.”

Nikki’s mind was still clouded. “I thought I was Kristin’s slut.”

“No, not anymore. Take a look at yourself.”

Nikki looked down at her body. She was naked except for two gold bracelets, one on each wrist. They appeared to be engraved with an ornate swirl pattern, but when she looked at them closely, she found the patterns were actually elegantly written words. The one on her left wrist read “Lisa, My Mistress.” The one on her right read “Kristin, My Mistress.” Deeply offended, she tried to remove them.

“Oh, you can’t take them off,” Lisa said.

Nikki quickly found that out for herself. They were far too small to slide off her wrists, and they each appeared seamless. “How is this possible?” she wondered aloud.

Lisa explained, “They have micro locks in the clasps. See the little holes?”

Nikki did indeed notice tiny holes in the metal.

“I have an electronically coded key that unlocks them. You will wear them until you complete your training with me. When I feel you’re ready I will remove the one that bears my name. Then I will give a key to Kristin. She can decide when to take hers off.”

“No!” Nikki cried, “You know I’m not going to settle for this. I’ll get them off.” Lisa laughed, “Oh, I don’t think so, Nikki. You see, those aren’t just engraved bracelets. Alice and I bought them online from a site especially for masters and mistresses. They identify you as our property. They contain GPS trackers that transmit your location to my cell phone, so I can know where you are at all times. If you would somehow manage to break the locks, an alarm goes off notifying me. If you would dare to cut them off, an alarm alerts me saying what’s happened. You can’t escape me, and when I get my hands on you, you’ll wish you were never born.”

Nikki paled a little. What could possibly be worse than this past night?

“So!” Lisa exclaimed, “My proposal is that you will serve me for as long as it takes for you to show me that you can and will be a good little slave girl. When that time comes I will free you of my namesake bracelet. You will be given back to Kristin, and she will do with you what she wishes. If you cooperate, life will be good. If you don’t, life will be hard. If you remove the bracelets yourself, I will be forced do something much more degrading and obvious to you to identify you as mine. Do you accept?”

“What happens if I don’t?” Nikki asked.

“For one thing, you’re stuck wearing those bracelets. And we have plenty of blackmail photos of you in…interesting situations.”

“Well then, I guess I’m not in much of a position to refuse,” Nikki said reluctantly, “Fine. I accept.”

Lisa smiled charmingly.

Feeling an odd sensation between her legs, Nikki asked, “You didn’t do anything else to me, did you?”

“Yes, actually, we did,” Lisa said, “While you were…dozing…I took the liberty of shaving your legs, crotch, and armpits. Not that they really needed it, but it was necessary for what was next. I rubbed those places with a special cream that will stop all hair from growing there again for at least six months.”

Nikki’s head spun with her new conditions. She had been passed from mistress to mistress, adorned with erotically engraved jewelry that she couldn’t take off herself, and now she found out that her underarms, crotch, and legs would be without a single hair for months. Not that that part really bothered her much. At least she wouldn’t have to shave.

Alice glanced at a clock. “Oh no! Our parents will be home any minute! All of you, leave now!!” She leaped up and looked out the window, hoping her parents hadn’t arrived already.

Everyone scrambled to get out. Nikki pulled on her thong and skirt, then put on her pink corset. When she had gotten her high heels on, she followed Kristin to her car. She noticed her former mistress was still naked. Then she saw the Embrace lingerie folded under her arm. She must have been brought to orgasm, then forced to remove her clothes. If she put it back on, she’d have to cum again. As she reached for the doorknob, she felt a hand on her shoulder. Lisa stood there with Heather.

“You belong to me now, young lady. Come with us.”

Nikki really didn’t want to go with Lisa. She lied, “I…I can’t. I have to get my stuff from Kristin’s place.” Really, her clothes were in the trunk of Kristin’s car. She continued, “Plus, both our parents are expecting me to come home with her. We wouldn’t be able to explain if I showed up with you, especially with you…dressed as you are.”

Lisa sighed. “You’re not getting any closer to freedom with that attitude, Nikki.”

“I’m sorry, Mistress,” Nikki pleaded, remembering her manners, “But I can’t go with you. Just not this time. It’s not my choice, really! My family’s involved in this one!”

After a moment of thought, Lisa conceded territory. “I understand. I forgive you.”

“Thank you, Mistress!” said Nikki, glad her story had worked.

“Goodnight, Nikki.” Lisa and Heather walked away toward Lisa’s car. Heather gave a little wave.

“Goodnight!” Nikki called, them climbed into the passenger seat beside Kristin, who had not made eye contact with her yet.

As they pulled out of the driveway, Nikki offered, “I’m sorry, Kristin. I never meant for you to get into this mess…”

“Just shut up, Nikki,” Kristin snapped.

“Please don’t get like this!” Nikki pleaded, “I said I was sorry!”

“You made me lose you, Nikki! I was humiliated, hurt, tormented, forced to orgasm, and now I’m forced to be naked because of your disobedience!”

“And I got slave bracelets out of it! Don’t you think I’m a little sorry myself?”

“No! I don’t! Because you’re a little slut--”

“I am not!”

The fighting continued like this the whole way home. As they passed the park, Kristin turned sharply into the driveway, and pulled up beside one of the buildings used for showing livestock during the county fair in the fall. She turned off the car and got out. Nikki followed her, asking angrily what was going on.

“We’re almost home, and this isn’t over yet,” Kristin shouted, “We’re staying here until we sort this out!”

They fought for another ten minutes. They were so angry that they forgot what they were originally fighting about, and began just screaming at each other like children. When Kristin told Nikki to, “Shut up, you stupid little slut!”, Nikki stormed off into the darkness. Kristin threw her hands up in frustration and stomped off in the opposite direction. She noticed the door to the building they were parked in front of had been left open. Wanting to be alone, she slid it open the rest of the way with a shrill squeal of metal scraping on metal, and stepped inside. She groped for a light switch. Her fingers found something on the wall that felt like a switch, and she flipped it. Bare light bulbs on the ceiling flared to life. Kristin stepped out onto the dirt floor of the building she remembered was where livestock was shown during the county fair. She looked toward the center of the building, and gasped in shock.

“Nikki!” she yelled, “Come in here, quick!”