THE TIE-UP CLUB

BY WHIZBANG
a6969whizbang@aol.com

[ part 26 ]

Wendy is a fictional character. Real children cannot take that kind of abuse and five year olds should not be used to capture teenage girls.

The kids were excited about the idea going to the Heironymous Society’s Convention. Pooling their resources and using money from allowances, bottle refunds. odd jobs and Darla’s baby-sitting they managed to scratch together enough money for eight of them to attend the convention. Bobby, Caroline, Diana, Darla, Susie, Tracie, Toby and Wendy were going. The convention was being held in an old tourist lodge about a mile and a half from the subdivision they lived in, an easy bike ride.

Tracie and Toby’s parents were going out and Darla was baby sitting, Diana was allowed to was stay over night so none of their parents had a clue what was happening. The kids met at Caroline and Susie’s house. Toby decided to put his harnesses on under his clothes. He wore blue jeans shorts and a blue T-shirt with no other underwear and white gym shoes and socks. He packed his single sleeve and training hood in a backpack. The girls also wore shorts and T-shirts. Tracie and Diana packed their Dominatrix outfits in their backpacks as well. Like Toby the two younger girls wore white gym shoes and socks. Darla had recently bought black stockings and garters and black pumps with 3 ½” spike heels, she decided to wear them under her shorts. The four of them rode their bikes to meet the other kids. Wendy was wearing her usual halter top sundress and flip flops. As was her custom she also was not wearing any underwear. Susie wore a T-shirt and shorts with white sandals. Caroline decided to wear a blue denim halter top and skirt along with her high heels, black stockings and garter belt. She packed her single sleeve in a back pack. Bobby’ s mother dropped him off at Susie’s He wore black Dingo boots, black jeans and a black T-shirt.

Victoria let Darla barrow her single sleeve. The kids also collected a bunch of restraints and packed them into back packs. Diana loaned Bobby an old bike of hers she had out grown. The kids all put on their backpacks on, formed up a convoy and left for the ride to the old tourist lodge that was the site of the convention.

The Lonesome Pine Lodge had seen better days. The carpet was well worn and the paint was beginning to crack, but the place was clean and the grounds were well groomed. The Heironymous Society had held their convention there for four years. The lodge owners were happy to have them since it was the slow season and while they were odd they did not leave a mess or tear things up and did spend a fair amount of money They took over a wing of the sprawling lodge building and did not bother the other guests...not that there were many this time of year.

Diana lead the group to the designated door. There were several small rooms off the corridor to the main hall where the convention was actually held that were made available for changing rooms. The Tie-up Club trooped into an empty room to get properly dressed. Everybody except for Bobby quickly stripped off their street clothes. Diana, Susie and Tracie quickly put on their Dominatrix outfits.

Darla took off her shorts T-shirt and panties, she was not wearing a bra, once she had her clothes off Bobby put a single sleeve on her and strapped her arms to her back with belts above and below Darla’s breasts, he took another long belt wrapped it around wrists then around her waist leaving the teens arms pinned to her back. Next he tied black tassels to her nipples, put leg irons on her ankles and a dog collar and leash around her throat.

Wendy quickly had her sundress off and stuffed in her backpack. She locked a set of leg irons around her own ankles put a dog collar around her neck and clipped a leash to it, next she wrapped a light chain tightly around her waist so it dug into her belly and locked it in place. She pulled the loose ends down through her cunny up between her butt cheeks and pulled it tight locked it to the waist chain behind her, she then locked a pair of hand cuffs to that and locked them around her wrists. By this time Tracie was done changing and finished binding her. She continued restraining Wendy by taking another pair of hand cuffs and locked her elbows together. Tracie next draped a length of chain over Wendy’s neck, across her shoulders and under her arm pits then connected the ends to the cuffs locking her elbows together. Finally she ran the ends back across Wendy’s chest under her gold chains and locked them together between her nipples.

Susie pulled Caroline’s single sleeve over her arms and strapped it down the same way Bobby had done Darla’s . She put leg irons on her aunts ankles, tied bright red tassels to her nipples and put the obligatory dog collar and leash on her.

Diana slid Toby’s single sleeve over his arms and buckled it in place. She pulled the training hood over his head and laced it up. After locking leg irons on his ankles she went and clipped the leash to his cock and ball harness. She around , satisfied that everybody was ready she led the little group to the registration table.

Exalted Master Bill Black looked over the list of Clubs that had registered, He saw the name Tie-up Club and groaned ‘Goddamn college kids mocking us again’ he thought. Hopefully they will not be TOO disruptive. His contemplation was interrupted by a knock on the door . One of the registration desk girls was at the door.

“Master Black, Sorry to interrupt you but a bunch of little kids just came in and went to one of the changing rooms.”

Master Black groaned ‘little kids, just what we need’ as he got up to go shoo them off. He walked out the door just as Mistress Diana led the Tie-up Club to the registration table and presented their passes. The sight that greeted him was shocking, eight kids, seven of them in fetish wear. He studied the group it looked like about half of them were Subs and half Doms. The two oldest girls and the oldest boy were all wearing single sleeves and leg irons, the girls also wore black stockings and garters and had black tassels on their nipples. The boy had a black leather training hood on and his body was in a leather slave harness. The last sub was a chubby little red haired girl who was totally naked save for all the chains that restrained her. A young girl that looked to be about eight years old and wearing a black leather Dominatrix out fit was clearly in charge of the group of kids. The three youngest children were obviously doms as well. There were two little girls wearing latex Dominatrix gear and a little boy wearing black Dingo boots black jeans and T-shirt and mirrored sunglasses. Master Black walked over to the group of kids and introduced himself.

“I Exalted Master Bill Black and this is my convention” He said in a steely voice.

Diana smiled and held out her hand.

“I am Head Mistress Diana Evans and this is the Tie-up Club. Pleased to meet you.”shook the little girls hand and was surprised by how firm her grip was. He looked at the passes in her other hand. This was worse than he thought, much worse! He had thought that this Tie-up Club was a bunch of college students on a lark, instead what it was a bunch of little kids that were obviously very serious about they were doing. There had been children at some past conventions but that had only one or two subs with a pedophile master. This was MUCH different there were eight of them and half of them were doms the first time there had ever been child doms. But since there was no age limit and children had been at previous conventions he had to admitt them. Well he was stuck and had to make the best of the situation. “Well I hope you have a good time.” He told them.

“Thank you, I’m sure we will.” Diana replied.

“Yeah I’m entering the Iron Slave competition,” Wendy announced.

“And she’s gonna win too!” Tracie added.

Exalted Master Black stared at the little girls. He figured that the chubby little red head would not last long. He shrugged his shoulders. “Well good luck.” He said.

“Thanks.” Wendy and Tracie said in unison.

Diana led the Tie-up Club to their table and they stashed their gear there and started to check things out.

Susie was looking around when she spotted Marla. The girls remembered her from the beach house. The trio walked over to her and Susie called out.

“Hi! Remember us?”

Marla looked at them for a moment trying to figure out who they were when she spotted Wendy’s rings and chains. She certainly remembered them!

“Uh hi...... Wendy right?” She stammered. “What brings you here?”

“We found a flyer in the beach house after you left and gave it to our Head Mistress and here we are!” Susie declared.

The color drained from Marla’s face as she realized that she was responsible for the Tie-up Club being there. If Grand Master Victor discovered that she is responsible for a bunch of kids being at the convention she would quickly be demoted from junior mistress to whip slave.

“Well have fun.” Marla told them.

“I’m entering the Iron Slave contest.” Wendy announced.

“She’s gonna win too!” Tracy declared.

“Okay good luck.” Marla told them as she backed away.

“Thanks.” Wendy replied as the girls turned to check out the vendors tables. The kids soon spread out to check out the vendors table they quickly found out that you needed to a fair amount of money to get fetish items and they only had a few dollars each. Watching Bobby checking out some of the torture implements Darla was glad he did not have much money.

The Master of Ceremonies tapped the mic to get everybody’s attention as he announce that the Iron Slave Competition was about to begin and the contestants needed to be brought up by their Master or Mistress. There were nine whipping stations each one had a frame that resembled a sawhorse with an oversized padded top and strap on the legs to secure the subs arms and legs. There was a machine that worked a two inch wide strap back and forth covering an area twelve inches wide on the contestants ass hitting every 20 seconds the right front leg of the restraint frame had a button on it that stopped the whipping machine when the sub could take no more. The contestants were brought up and strapped down. Right away there was a problem. Little Wendy’s arms and legs were too short to reach the hold down straps. Hand cuffs had to be brought over and used to secure her arms and legs to the frame. The “panic” button needed to be relocated to so Wendy could reach it. A number of people made rude comments about “babies” competing, most predicted she would only take a few hits before giving up.

Mistress Katrina was a haughty arrogant bitch. Her slave Stephan was the odds on favorite to win the competition. She looked over the field of contestants and sneered.

“So you think your slaves are tough? I have a challenge for you If you think your slave can beat Stephan. If your slave can beat Stephan I will be yours to play with for the night. But if they lose...Your ass is mine!” She declared. “So do any of you have that much faith in your slave?

Tracie looked over at Wendy.

“You think you can beat him?” she asked.

“Of course I can!” The chubby little girl asserted. Tracie turned to Katrina.

“Wendy will beat him!” She declared.

Mistress Katrina ignored the little girl.

“So none of you will take me up on my challenge?” She challenged.

“I said Wendy will beat him!” Tracie asserted.

Mistress Katrina continued to ignore the little girl. She leaned up against a table and scanned the crowd.

“So are you all afraid to accept my challenge?” She sneered.

Tracie was pissed! She stalked over to the other side of the table Katrina was leaning against. She climbed up on a chair, then climbed up on top of the table. Tracie stalked to the other end of the table, grabbed Mistress Katrina ’s right shoulder and yanked it!

“I said Wendy will beat your Stephan!” The tiny girl declared! “What’s wrong, you afraid of us?”

Katrina spun around in shock ! She screamed at the little girl.

“YOU DARE TO LAY A HAND ON ME!!!!”

“Yeah I dare!” Tracie defiantly declared.

The rest of the crowd stared in shock! Mistress Katrina was 6’ 2” 195 pounds 6’ 5” in her high heeled boots. Mistress Tracy was 3’3” 32 pounds 3’ 5” in her heels. But the tiny rubber clad child refused to be intimidated by the MUCH larger leather clad Dom. Mistress Katrina glared at the little girl. “Okay you little BITCH! I will accept your challenge and when your girl loses I will have you screaming and crying in pain before you pass out!” She asserted.

Mistress Tracie did not flinch! She drew herself up to her full 3’ 3” height standing with her hands on her hips and stared the huge woman right in the eyes!

“Nu-uh, I am going to make YOU pass out!” The diminutive Dominatrix declared! “‘Cause Wendy is going to win!”

Mistress Katrina stepped back in disbelief! This little girl was not the least bit intimidated. She was impressed by the child’s moxie. She was still going to torture her when her slave lost, but she had to admire the kids guts. The Master of Ceremonies read the bios submitted for each contestant most of the subs had been in the scene for many years and had fairly lengthy histories. At five years old Wendy could not have much of a track record but her file contained a number of news stories about her heroic run to save the lives of two accident victims.

“Well it looks like Mistress Tracie has some reason to have that much faith in Wendy. From what I am reading here Wendy managed to run almost two miles with her arm broken in three places. Apparently this child is a lot tougher then she looks.”

Once the slaves had been strapped down the competition began. Soon the hall reverberated with the sound of the straps hitting asses and the screams and cries of most of the contestants. Wendy was one of the few that did not cry a out in fact Wendy was actually smiling! That was unnerving for the other contestants and their doms. At fifty whacks about half the field was eliminated, at one hundred it was down the three. Wendy still smiling., Stephan and Beula a heavyset black woman. Beula dropped out at 137 whacks leaving Stephan and Wendy.

When the count reached 200 the crowd pretty much had stopped doing everything else to watch the Whip off it had been a long time since one had gone this far. What was really amazing was the fact that one of the participants was a small child and Wendy was still smiling! There were beginning to be some murmurs in the crowd as the count approached 250. The record was 259 the crowd was becoming excited as it looked like a record that had stood since 1994 was about to be broken twice!

A cheer rose from the crowd as the count hit 260, The record had been broken! Stephan and Wendy were still both going! Stephan was gritting his teeth against the pain. Wendy was smiling less now but both were still hanging in. Mistress Katrina glared at Stephan.

“You had better not get beaten by a baby!” She hissed.

“I am NOT a baby!” Wendy angrily declared! “I’m going to win and Mistress Tracie is going to have FUN with you!”

Wendy punctuated her remarks by sticking out her tongue. She would show her that she was NOT a baby! Mistress Katrina wanted to slap her fat little face for that!

When the count reached 273 the whipping stopped. Stephan had passed out, Wendy was the winner! The spectators were surprised when Wendy asked for the machine to be started up again! She wanted to pad her record. The referee looked over to Mistress Tracie who nodded and the machine was restarted.

Mistress Diana was standing with several of the other Doms when she overheard Mistress Jacqueline talking to Exalted Master Black.

“I Just cannot believe that her Mistress could be so uncaring to allow that to continue.” She said.

“I agree, that does show a callous lack of concern for her slave’s well being.” Master Black stated.

“What do you mean?” Diana asked concerned about what was being discussed.

“Wendy’s mistress is letting her unnecessarily.” Master Black replied. “That girls back is already shredded and there is no need for that to continue.”

Diana climbed on a chair so she see what they were talking about. She was horrified by the sight. Wendy’s buttocks and lower back were torn and beginning to bleed. Diana’s hands went up to her face in horror!

“OH MY GOD!!” She screamed! “TRACIE GET OVER HERE NOW!!!

Tracie ran over to where Diana was. Diana pointed to the table top. Tracie quickly climbed up on it and looked over to where Diana was pointing and saw Wendy’s back for the first time. Her reaction was pretty much the same as the Head Mistress’

“Stop it NOW!” Diana ordered the younger dom.

“Yes ma’am!” what Tracie replied and sprinted across the table top leaped on the stage and skidded to a stop in front of Wendy.

“I command you to stop!” She ordered her sub.

Wendy scowled and hit the stop button . The count was 286.

“I wanted to do 300!” Wendy said pouting.

“Wendy I had to make you stop your butt is all tore up.” Tracy told her a tear running down her cheek.

“Thank you for letting me know what was happening.” Diana told Master Black. “I can’t see her back from the floor.”

“I see that now .” He stated. “I am impressed by how fast you two moved once you found out how bad it was.”

“I am head Mistress. The safety of all the Tie-up Club subs is my responsibility.” She replied. “Now if you will excuse me I am needed.”

“Yes, take care of your responsibilities.” He replied. “I understand.”

Diana nodded and climbed up on the stage to join Tracie and Wendy. By this time Wendy had been released from the punishment frame. She was pouting, mad at being made to stop. Tracie was trying to explain to her that she was really hurt. Diana spotted a videographer. She asked him if he could take a video of Wendy’s backside to show her how bad it was torn up. He agreed to. Diana walked over to where Tracie and Wendy were. Wendy was not happy, she was pouting about being made to stop before she made it to 300.

“Come with me.” Diana said grabbing Wendy’s arm and pulling her to where the video monitor was. “Look at.”

Diana stood Wendy in front of the monitor and the videographer panned the camera over Wendy’s battered ass and lower back. The image on the screen showing how the little girl’s rear had been ripped raw and rivulets of blood running down the back of her legs.

“Okay, I guess I am hurt.” She finally conceded.

“That’s right and I am taking you to the first aid station...NOW!” Diana informed her.

While Diana took Wendy to the First Aid, Mistress Tracie turned to Mistress Katrina and with an evil grin on her little face declared.

“Told you so! Told you Wendy would win!” She said in a little sing song so typical of little kids. “I am going to have FUN with you!”

Katrina was shocked she could not believe that her slave had been beaten by a chubby little girl! She stared at the tiny rubber clad child standing in front of her. She now had to submit to this little girl! Well she had to submit but she would not grovel . The girls won fair and square she would not show weakness. That little girl could not do much to hurt her, she would show her how tough she could be. She would not cry out.

Tracie smiled, she was going to have SO much FUN! She had watched Susie and Bobby fist women and teens into unconsciousness, she knew she could make Katrina pass out. She giggled as she thought about how she was going to do that. She would she everyone that she was a good Dominatrix.

“Come with me.” Tracie ordered Katrina.

“Yes Mistress.” She replied as she glumly followed the small child she had to submit to.

“Tracie led her huge slave over to the area that had been designated as the “Play area”

“Strip!” Tracie ordered.

“Yes Mistress.” Katrina said as she sullenly removed her leathers and stood naked before the diminutive Dominatrix.

Tracie had selected a three foot spreader bar and a set of leather cuffs while Katrina had stripped down. She ordered the woman to lay down on her belly and put cuffs on her wrists and ankles. Once she had done that she locked the spreader bar between Katrina’s ankles and folded her legs over. With considerable difficulty she managed to pull the much larger woman’s arms back and secured her wrists to the spreader bar leaving her in a spread hog-tie. Tracie next clipped a winch cable to the center of the spreader bar and lifted it up until Katrina’s pussy was about shoulder level to her. Then Tracie walked over to her victims head and announced.

“I’m going to make YOU pass put now!”

Katrina had this little smirk on her face. She figured that this tiny snip of a girl had no chance of inflicting enough pain to make her pass out.

Tracie walked behind Katrina and giggled. This was going to be easy! She had seen Susie and Bobby make Susie’s Mother and Darla pass out and she had helped Bobby make his own mother pass out. She would show Katrina that she knew how to knock her out too! Tracie pulled off her gloves and top, after pausing a bit she pulled her skirt off too.

“This is going to get messy!” She announced. “I don’t want to mess up my outfit.”

Katrina wondered what the little girl meant by that as she hung helpless and spread out. Tracie walked over to Katrina’s bottom and started to rub her pussy. Katrina kept her sex mound shaved clean. Tracie rubbed her for a few minutes until the woman became aroused, then plunged her hand deep inside. Katrina let out a small gasp as Tracie opened her hand inside her. Tracie wiggled her fingers inside her victim at the same time rubbing her little elbow against the women’s clit, quickly bringing her to a screaming orgasm. Katrina suddenly realized why the little girl had stripped! She blushed as she realized that the miniature mistress had made her cry out as well.

Tracie continued to work her arm inside Katrina bringing the woman to orgasm after orgasm. Finally after cumming about a dozen times drenched, in sweat she passed out. Tracie was drenched in the woman’s cum as well.

Dr. Robert Pierce waited in the clinic for the contestants of the Whip Off to come on for treatment. Outside of the challenges between Doms this event produced the worst injuries. He had already treated a couple of contestants when Beula was brought in she had some minor cuts. She was the first one with broken skin. He asked her how many were left and she told him two, Stephan and a chubby little red haired girl.

Dr. Pierce and treated and released Beula when Stephan was carried in. His buttocks was ripped raw and oozing blood . He came to shortly after he was brought in and started to babble about losing to a five year old. Dr. Pierce was very concerned, the poor guy was in such bad shape he was having hallucinations. While he was treating Stephans injuries Diana came in with Wendy. Dr. Pierce recognized his young former patient immediatly. He looked at her in shock.

“Wendy! What are you doing here?” He asked.

“Hi Dr. Pierce! I just won the Iron Slave contest and set a new record!” She proudly declared.

Dr. Pierce stared in shock. He knew Wendy was tough but this surprised him. Diana helped Wendy onto an examination table. Dr. Pierce was horrified at the little girls condition. Between the fact that she had been hit more and the fact that children have thinner skin, Wendy’s buttocks and lower back were in terrible condition, torn and shredded. The little girls bottom looked like hamburger, she had bled quite a bit and blood had run down the back of both legs.

Dr. Pierce carefully wiped the area around Wendy’s wounds and examined her battered buttocks and lower back. He was amazed that the little girl was not crying. He picked up a spray bottle that contained a special proprietary mixture that was designed specifically to treat this type of wound a mixture of several topical antibiotics and a pain killer in a solution of alcohol, glucose and distilled water. He turned to Wendy.

"Okay Wendy, I am going to spray this medicine on your back and butt. It will sting at first from the alcohol in it but the pain killer will soon end that." Dr. Pierce told her. " You ready?"

"Yup, Doctor I'm ready!" Wendy announced.

Dr. Pierce started to spray the medication on Wendy's wounds. Wendy had been at the edge of her pain tolerance. The spray burned like fire on Wendy's raw wounds. The intensity of it finally crossed the threshold and Wendy screamed, a loud high pitched screech. After a minute the pain killer in the mixture took effect and the pain subsided. Diana looked at Wendy.

"Well I'll be, she can feel pain!" Diana declared.

Stephan was devastated This was going to be his hour of glory. Mistress Katrina would have been so happy with him. But thanks to this child he was now going to suffer greatly. He lay there lamenting his fate. His Mistress would hate him now for sure. He groaned.

" I am nothing now! I am a failure! Mistress Katrina will never forgive me!" Stephan lamented.

"You tried your best! You could not have tried any harder." Wendy told him.

"It doesn't matter! I failed! I will be punished severely!" Stephan declared.

"That's not FAIR!" Wendy said." It's not your fault I'm so tough! You didn't quit, you passed out."

"It makes no difference! As far as Mistress Katrina is concerned I let her down. Now your mistress is tormenting her! She will lose so much face being forced to submit to a five year old." Stephan told her. “She will punish me severely now!"

Stephan laid his head on the table and started to sob. Wendy looked at the broken man. She waved Diana over and pointed at Stephan.

"His mistress is going to punish him severely because of me! It's not FAIR! He tried his best! It's not his fault I'm so tough! We broke a record that lasted eleven years! He didn't quit he passed out! Could you get Tracie to come here, I want to talk to her."

Diana had been listening to the conversation. She agreed with Wendy. It was unfair! Wendy was so tough that she was a freak! It wasn't Stephan's fault he lost.

"Sure Wendy, you're right, it is unfair, maybe Tracie can convince her of that." Diana said. "I'll get her."

Tracie noticed that Katrina had stopped responding. Well that would never do! Time to wake her up. Tracie thought for a moment about how to do it then decided to steal a page out of Cindy's book. Katrina came to with looked a burning pain in her right inner thigh. She looked down and saw that Tracie was biting her! Tracie felt the movement.

"Wake up! I'm not through playing with you yet!" She declared. Then she returned to wiggling her hand inside Katrina. She caused her to have a couple of more orgasms before she passed out a second time! This time she decided to lower Katrina to the floor. After a few minutes Katrina came to again. Tracie lifted Katrina's head and scooted her little twat under Katrina's face and wrapped her little legs around her head.

"Okay I got you off now it's your turn to do me!" She declared. "Start licking!"

Katrina had eaten out pussy before, usually as a reward to a slave that pleased her, but they had all been adults. She had never eaten out a child before. She found it quite different from what she was used too. Tracie's little slit was smoother and tighter than an adults and had a more delicate flavor. She soon stimulated Tracie to an orgasm. Katrina was surprised by the fact that Tracie did not get wet when she came. The little girl had shuddered and moaned and squeezed Katrina's head with her legs, but there was not much in the line of secretions. Katrina licked Tracie to two more orgasms when she passed out. Tracie came to a few minutes later and pulled herself out from under Katrina's head.

"You are pretty good with your tongue." She told Katrina.

"Thank you Mistress." she replied.

Diana walked up to Tracie.

"Wendy needs to talk to you." She told her.

"Okay ." Tracie replied. She turned to Katrina. “I’ll be back to play with you some more in a bit."

Diana and Tracie went to the First Aid Station. Dr. Pierce was placing dressings on Wendy's wound's having already completed treating Stephan. Stephan was becoming more despondent. Wendy had been trying to comfort him when the two Doms arrived. Stephan was close to tears.

"I know my mistress hates me now!" He said. "She will torture me for sure now! I failed her!"

Diana and Tracie walked into the room. After looking around Tracie stepped up to Wendy.

"How you feeling?" She asked her sub.

"I feel okay, it hurt some when the doctor sprayed medicine on my back and butt." Wendy replied.

"Yeah!" Diana commented. "Wendy CAN feel pain if you give her enough!"

Wendy stuck out her tongue. Then she turned to Tracie.

"Stephan's Mistress is going to do bad things to him because I beat him in the Whip Off. It's not fair! He tried his best! He didn't quit, he passed out! It's not his fault!"

" Yeah we know how tough Wendy really is. Mistress Katrina has no idea what a brute she is." Diana added. "Wendy's right it's not fair."

" I'll talk to her. Maybe I can get her to go easy on Stephan." Tracie told them.

" It's no use! She will not listen to you. You're just a kid. " Stephan responded.

" Well I'll try anyway." Tracie told him. Spinning on her heel she turned and left the room.

Katrina lay on the mat waiting for Tracie to return wondering just what the tiny Dom was going to come up with next. Tracie walked up and proceeded to release Katrina.

" We need to talk. “Tracie said." Let's go take a shower and clean up, then I need to talk you about Stephan, Grab your stuff."

Katrina was mystified, Tracie had so far been very hard to figure. She did not do things the same way most Doms did. She seemed more concerned with establishing her dominance by being clever rather than trying to humiliate her. Other than that one bite to her thigh she had made no attempt to cause her pain, in fact she seemed to prefer to use pleasure rather than pain.

Tracie and Katrina walked over to the locker room where the showers were. Tracie pulled off the rest of her outfit and went into the shower. Katrina stood there momentarily studying the child, without the rubber fetish gear she really looked innocent. Katrina knew by this time of course that looks were deceiving. Tracie was a lot of things... innocent was not one of them. Tracie knew exactly what she was doing when she fisted her, Katrina figured that Tracie knew a lot more too. She had to admit the kid had style. She joined her in the shower.

Tracie was not sure if she could get Katrina to show Stephan some mercy, but she had to try.

" I need to talk to you Mistress to Mistress." Tracie told her.

" What about?"

"About Stephan."

" Stephan is a worm! He failed me! He will suffer for that!" Katrina declared.

" I know I am new to mistressing and I do not know a lot yet. But I think you are being unfair." Tracie responded. "He did not give up. He hung in until he passed out. He did his best."

"He got beat by a five year old! He is nothing!" Katrina stated.

" He beat a record that had been for eleven years. That was before I was born! Besides I made you pass out...Twice! I'm five years old. What does that say about you?"

"Touché' kid!" Katrina replied.

"I know he is your slave, and you have the final say. But I think he loves you. It's not his fault he got beat...Wendy is just that damn good.” Tracie said. " Please show him some mercy, I think he did try his best. Wendy is feeling bad because he says you are going to do bad things to him and she thinks it's her fault!"

Katrina looked at the tiny child. This kid was something else!

"So if I don't show mercy and beat him, What are you going to do to me?" She asked.

"He is your slave. You have to make the choice. I can only ask for you to show mercy. I won't do anything if you decide to punish him anyway." Tracie said. Her face made it clear though that she would be disappointed.

"Kid you have style!" Katrina announced. "I got to hand it to you. Okay just for you I will let him off. So what are you going to do to me next?"

"I'm finished...I made my point." Tracie said. "Thank you! Let's get dressed now."

Katrina looked at the small child in front of her, she knelt down so she was able to look the child in the eyes.

" I have to admit, I am impressed by you. And not many people can accomplish THAT!" She declared. " You stood your ground and managed to make your point without disrespecting me. I feel bad about dissing you before. But you " have earned my respect now! Come on let's see to our slaves, they were looking pretty bad."

The two Doms helped each other dry off. There were a number of hair dryers there that they used to dry their hair. They then put their outfits back on. Katrina looked at little Tracie.

"You know kid I am going to have to get my make up kit out and work on you, You just do not have the right look." She told Tracie." You are just too damn cute!"

Tracie blushed , It took a few seconds for her to compose herself , once she had the two doms walked over to the First Aid station. Stephan cringed as he saw his mistress walk in. He viewed her arrival with considerable trepidation. He knew he had failed and now he had to face the consequences of his failure. Katrina walked up to where her slave was laying. She looked over his shredded rump.

“I have decided not to punish you because I am convinced that you gave every thing you had and were genuinely outclassed.” Katrina told him.

“Thank you Mistress ! Thank you! Thank you! Thank You!” He said groveling.

“Don’t thank me! “Thank Mistress Tracie! “She interceded on your behalf and convinced me that Wendy was an unbeatable foe.”

“Thank You Mistress Tracie! You are most merciful!” He gushed.

Tracie blushed. Katrina looked back at her slave.

“Once the Doctor has finished with you I expect you to thank Mistress Tracie properly!” Katrina commanded him in a steely voice.

Mistress Katrina walked over to examine Wendy’s tortured lower back and buttocks. It had been a long time since she had seen a slave that had been so badly torn up. She just stood and shook her head. Wendy looked up and smiled.

“See I told you I would win.” The chubby little girl declared. “See I’m NOT a baby!”

“I guess you’re not.” Katrina replied. She studied the little girls injuries. “You must be really hurting!”

“Well it does hurt a little bit.” Wendy told her.

“This is unreal!” Diana declared. “Wendy is actually admitting pain!”

“Yeah, Stephan really made me push it.” The chubby five year old admitted. “I’m feeling it now.”

Wendy shifted position so she could see Mistress Katrina better, letting out a groan as she did so.

“You know Stephan really loves you, he told me that.” Wendy told her. “All he could talk about was how he felt he had let you down and how bad he felt that you had to submit to Mistress Tracie.”

“I think you are right.” Katrina acknowledged . “This is the first time anybody has ever passed out in the Whip off.”

“I did not want to let you down!” Stephan told her with a tear in his eye.

“Well I guess in this case you were out classed.” Katrina responded , she then turned to Wendy. “How far would you have gone?”

“I was not going to lose because if I had I know you would have killed my Mistress.” The child replied. ‘I could not let that happen!”

A tear rolled down Wendy’s cheek as she spoke. Mistress Katrina looked over at her tiny counterpart and realized that Wendy was probably right.

While Katrina and Wendy were talking Tracie had walked over to Diana and in a low voice asked her.

“If it’s okay with you I’d like to invite Mistress Katrina and Stephan to sit with us.”

‘Sure go ahead.” Diana responded.

“Mistress Katrina would you and Stephan passed like to join us at our table?” Tracie asked.

“I would be honored.” She replied.

Diana cleared her throat. Tracie looked over at her Diana nodded toward Katrina. Tracie looked at her Victor for a moment puzzled, then she realized what she had forgotten. Blushing a bit she introduced the two older mistresses.

“Mistress Katrina Let me introduce you to Head Mistress Diana.” Tracie said. “She and her sister Darla started the Tie-up Club.”

“Pleased to meet you.” Diana said, extending her hand.

“Pleased to meet you too.” Katrina replied. “You do look the part much better than Tracie does.” She added shaking Diana’s hand. She was impressed by the young girls firm grip.

Tracie stared at the older doms for a moment then shouted.

“HEY!”

“Sorry kid.” Katrina said. “But you are just too cute. I’ll have to see if some make-up can fix that. And while I am at it I might as well do you to Diana.”

Tracie stood and pouted. At that point Dr. Pierce spoke up.

“Okay ladies I have two patients that need rest.” He announced. “Out! NOW!”

Trio of Dominatrixes left the room and headed back to the Tie-up Clubs table. They stopped briefly by Katrina’s table to pick up her make up kit. When they arrived at the table the other kids asked how Wendy was doing. They had seen her backside as she was taken to the First Aid Station and were worried about how she was doing. Diana and Tracie assure them that Wendy was going to be okay. Diana then introduced Mistress Katrina to the rest of the group.

“Guys this is Mistress Katrina her slave gave Wendy a real good run. “She told them then she went around the table introducing the kids.” This is my sister Darla, she started the whole thing. This is Toby he is my slave. This is Master Bobby , Darla is his slave now, And this is Mistress Susie and her slave Caroline.”

“NO! NO, NO, NO!” Mistress Katrina said shaking her head. “Bobby and Susie sound too cute for Doms Try Master ROBERT and Mistress SUSAN. Pleased to meet all of you..”

Bobby and Susie giggled at the suggestion. Mistress Katrina studied the group of children. She turned to Diana and asked her.

“How did you guys come up with the idea of forming a bondage club anyway.”

“Well I guess it started when Darla found some bondage magazines and tried to tie her self up.” Diana began.” I came home early one day and caught her. She was having trouble properly doing it by herself So I helped her. We wanted to tie her legs up over her head but I was not able to do it by myself so I get Toby to help me the next day.. Then when Darla was baby sitting Toby and Tracie I came over and we tied her up again and Tracie caught us so we tied her up too. Then Tracie told Susi...Susan and Wendy and they wanted to try it so I had them wait in our tree house and took Toby up there and I tied all four of them up.”

“Yeah then me and Tracie were taping Wendy up in my basement.” Susie said taking over the narrative. “And my Aunt Caroline caught us and we taped her up and my mommy came down and we taped her up TOO!. Then when me and Tracie were tying Wendy up at the beach Bobby came over to watch and we tied him up too. Then he took us to meet his mother and we tied her up too.”

“So you guys have tied up a few women.” Katrina observed.

“Yeah!” Tracie responded “Once we go after a woman we get them!”

“That’s right!” Susie added .” Once we get a target they don’t get away!”

Mistress Jaqueline was walking by when she heard the two five year olds bragging about their exploits. She stopped to listen to them. Then she commented.

“That sounds a little far fetched if you ask me.”

“But it’s TRUE!” Susie insisted.

“I got a fifty dollar bill that says you can’t do it now!” Jaqueline declared.

“Each?” Tracie asked her.

“Each” Jacqueline replied.

“You guys know you don’t have any money.” Diana pointed out.

“Well if they lose I get to have them to play with for the night.” Jaqueline stated.

“Deal!” The girls declared in unison. With that the quickly filled a duffel bag with cuffs and chains and locks and went looking for a victim.

Mindy’s shift had just ended and she was sitting enjoying a Pepsi and chilling She enjoyed her job at the Lone Pine Lodge. She had started working there right after her sixteenth birthday five months ago. She was a pretty girl, slender with nicely rounded breasts and long brown hair. Mindy’s uniform consisted of a short green skirt and white button down blouse with ties at the bottom leaving her belly showing. She had green knee socks and white canvas shoes on. Working at the gift shop she had met a lot of interesting people and had heard some fascinating stories. The people at the convention here now were sort of strange but nice enough A couple had asked her if she had ever been tied up or tied somebody else up. She had told them no, when a couple had suggested she should try it sometime but had not really pushed it. She had not really considered it. She had no idea that was about to change. Her parents had warned her about sexual predators. About the creepy guys who hid in the shadows, about date rape and warned her about the danger of picking up hitchhikers. But they failed to warn her about the most dangerous of them all... Rubber clad five year old Dominatrixes. Poor sweet innocent Mindy was about to learn about them the hard way!

Susie and Tracie were prowling the halls searching for a victim. Then they spotted Mindy. Once the pair of pint sized predators spotted their prey., Poor Mindy’s fate was sealed! The duo of diminutive Dominatrixes descended on their unsuspecting target. Their innocent teen aged target didn’t stand a chance.

Mindy noticed the two little girls coming toward her. ‘Cute kids’ she thought, though they were dressed a little odd. They looked to be about four or five. They had on black rubber outfits that looked like what some of the people at the convention were wearing. There was a thin dark haired girl that looked to be about five and a little blond that looked like she was maybe four. The blond was carrying a duffel bag. They walked up to her.

“Hi! I’m Susie and this is Tracie. We want to play with you!” She chirped. “What’s your name?”

“Mindy”

Susie grabbed Mindy’s right arm and Tracy grabbed her left and they both started to swing on her arms. Mindy found it mildly annoying.

“What are you guys doing?” she asked.

“Were playing with you.” Susie replied.

“Well stop swinging on my arms.” Mindy told them. “I don’t like it.”

“Okay.” Susie replied.

With that both girls pulled Mindy’s arms behind her back and slapped a pair of hand cuffs on her wrists with a length of light chain locked to them, they quickly ran around in front of Mindy with the lengths of chain and locked then across the teens belly. Susie took the ends ran between Mindy’s legs and pulled the ends up and locked them to the hand cuff chain.. At the same time Tracie dropped to the floor and slapped a pair of leg irons with a twelve inch chain around Mindy’s ankles. Susie climbed on a chair and locked a pair of hand cuffs above the startled teens elbows. Too late the older girl realized what just happened.

“What are you doing to me.” Mindy asked.

“Were playing with you!” Susie replied as she passed a chain to Tracie who brought it around in front of Mindy, she locked the chain to the hand cuffs locked above Mindy’s elbows pulling it tight underneath the Teens breasts..

“Okay you two you can let me go now.” Mindy said.

“”No we can’t!” Susie announced . “We don’t have the keys with us!”

“Yeah you want to get loose you have to come with us!” Tracie added.

“And if I don’t want to come with you?” Mindy said trying to sound defiant..

“Then you stay here!” Susie said.

“All chained up and helpless!” Tracie added.

“Yeah and anybody who comes along can do anything they want to you !” Susie continued.

Mindy considered her situation. She realized that she was pretty much helpless and like it or not she had to go with those two little girls.

“Uh Okay you win I guess I have to go with you.” She reluctantly agreed.

“Good !”Susie told her as she buckled a dog collar around the teens throat. “Oh You are to call me Mistress Susan and she is Mistress Tracie! Understand?”

Mindy nodded her head. Tracie slapped her left thigh hard and glared at her. Mindy let out a yelp. She looked at her captors.

“Yes Mistress.” She glumly replied.

“Better.” Susie responded she tossed the leash to Tracie who gave it a tug.

“Lets go, Slave!” She ordered

“Yes Mistress Tracie.” Mindy replied wondering just how in the hell she ended up in this situation.

While Susie and Tracie were capturing Mindy, Mistress Katrina was doing a make over on Diana. She started out with some dark red lipstick and a lavender eye shadow with a hint of silver glitter and some light rouge on the girls cheeks. Finally Katrina undid the tie that was holding Diana’s hair in a pony tail and brushed it out giving it a light touch of hair spray. The result was striking....The little girl was gone. In her place was a VERY imposing young woman! If it was not for her short stature and lack of a bust she could be taken for Darla’s older sister. Katrina held a mirror up for Diana to look at.

“Well what do you think?” She asked.

Diana looked at her reflection and smiled. She liked what she saw.

“Looks good! Thanks.” She replied. Then she turned too Toby. “What do you think?”

Toby looked at her and gasped. That was not his girl friend any more! That was his Mistress! She scared him!

“Y..Y..You look good Mistress.” He stammered.

Diana could hear the fear in his voice...She liked that!

“Okay where is my next customer.” Katrina asked. “Robert could you find the other girls please?”

“Sure” He said and took off to look for them.

Bobby trotted around the corridors looking for his colleagues. As he was trotting around the halls and passed the back door to the stage and noticed the last of the racks for the whip off being removed. He stopped for a moment to watch, then continued on when he turned a corner and found Susie and Tracie and their prisoner.

“Cool you guys caught her!” He said.

“Of course we did!” Tracie replied. “Her name is Mindy.”

“Yeah” Susie added. “Mindy this is Master Robert. You do what he says too, understand?”

“Uh Yes Mistress.” Mindy replied, still confused about her predicament.

“Hey Mistress Katrina finished doing up Diana.” Bobby declared. “Wait till you see her she looks mean now. She scared Toby! She wants to do you guys now.”

“Cool!” Tracie said. Giving the leash a yank. “Let’s go!”

“Yes Mistress .” Marla said as she glumly started to shuffle behind her tiny captor.

As the little procession walked down the hall Bobby spotted the stage door.

“Come on I know a short cut.” Bobby announced as they came to the open door.

Tracie smiled and gave Marla’s leash a tug as they walked though the door and onto the stage. Bobby spotted the mic on the floor and had an idea. He picked it up and walked over to the controls for the curtain. The girls ware in the middle of the stage when Bobby opened the curtain. Suddenly Marla found her self looking out a crowd of people wearing fetish gear about half of which were also in some kind of restraints. Bobby took the mic and made an announcement.

“Hey everybody look who Mistress Susan and Mistress Tracie caught!” He announced. “Her name is Mindy!”

The terrified teen stood with a ‘deer in the headlights’ look as the crowd broke into applause. Someone in the crowd shouted out. “Let’s see some tit!” Bobby decided to have some fun and work the crowd a bit.

“You want to see her tits?” He called into the mic.

The crowd roared back “YES!!!!!” Marla’s eyes opened wide in fear . She tried to back away looking in desperation for a way to escape when she was stopped short by a sharp tug on her leash.. Susie walked to Marla’s front. and untied the front of her blouse and started to unbutton it. Susie was too short to reach the higher buttons. Marla started to plead to the little girl.

“Please don’t do to me!” She begged her tiny captors.

“Bend down.” Susie ordered her.

“N..N..No!” The frightened girl stammered and tried to pull away.

“Mistress Susan responded with a sharp slap to Marla’s thigh at the same time Mistress Tracie gave the leash a yank putting all of her thirty two pounds into it and almost pulling Marla right over on her face! Reluctantly the older girl accepted the inevitable and gave in to her miniature mistresses Susan quickly had her captives blouse opened and pulled back and was fumbling with the clasp on the older girls bra. Bobby walked over.

“Darla has the same thing on her bra.” He said and quickly had it undone and pulled away. He commented. “You have bigger tits that Darla “

He gave both of her breasts a gentle squeeze and stepped aside. The crowd broke into applause. By now Mindy was blushing and in tears. As she was led over to the Tie-up Clubs table. Mindy stared at the three subs in single sleeves especially Toby in the training hood and shuddered Then her eyes fixed on the two leather clad Dominatrixes there and was really frightened. Mistress Jaqueline walked up to the table and looked over Marla then turned to her tiny captors. Shaking her head she said.

“Well I guess you were telling the truth. If I wasn’t looking at her I would not believe you could do it.” Jaqueline declared. She dug out two Fifty Dollar bills and handed them to Susan and Tracie. “Well you earned it.”

“OH MY GOD!!!” Mindy wailed. “I’VE BEEN SOLD!!!! I’M NEVER GOING TO SEE MY FAMILY AGAIN!”

Mindy started to cry heavily. Diana gently laid her hand on the teens shoulder.

“Nah you ain’t been sold.”. She told the sobbing teen .” Mistress Jaqueline just bet Susan and Tracie that they could not catch a woman and she lost the bet obviously. You’ll be going home tonight. “

“I...I...I am?” Marla stammered.

“Sure we won’t hurt you.” Diana said.

“Really, they are really nice.” Darla added.

“You mean that you aren’t going to do anything bad to me?” Marla asked hopefully.

“That’s right “Diana assured her.” I‘ll let Robert be your Master today.”

“Oh Boy! We are going to have so much FUN!” The little boy announced.

"W...W..what k..kind of f..fun?" Stammered the scared sixteen year old.

"Don't worry Master Robert is really good," Darla assured the older teen. "He treats me real nice."

Mindy stared at the younger teen, taking a good look for the first time. She was shocked by the thirteen year old's attire. Black patent leather pumps with four inch spike heels, black stockings and a black leather garter belt. But what really freaked her out was how the younger girl was exposed, no panties or top, her teen twat with just a light amount of blond pubic hair, her small tits decorated by the black tassels tied to her nipples. Finally the black leather single glove tightly enclosing arms and the black leather belts binding her leather encased arms to her back forcing the younger girls budding breasts out. Mindy stammered out.

"H..How did they catch you?"

"Oh my little sister caught me trying to tie myself up and finished the job." Darla told her.

"Yeah Darla is my big sister." Diana informed Mindy. "We started the Tie-up Club. I gave her to Master Robert so I could have more time with my slave Toby." She continued patting, him on top of his head.

Toby was staring at Mindy's bust.

"Nice tits!" He commented.

Diana smacked him upside the head.

"That's enough of that!" She declared snapping the eye covers in place on his training hood.

"Aww!" He said *Glumph* He was cut off by Diana cramming a penis shaped plug into the mouth opening on his training hood and snapping it into place.

"He sometimes forgets his place!" She announced. "I have to remind him. By the way I am Head Mistress Diana And this is Susan's slave and aunt Caroline and this is our friend Mistress Katrina."

"Uh...Hi?" Mindy quietly said. " Uh Darla that thing on your arms looks pretty uncomfortable."

"Actually it feels pretty cool." The younger teen stated.

"Yeah Try it out." Master Robert told her. "Well uh I don't know" The older teen nervously said.

"You should, leather is really cool!" Mistress Diana told her. Darla nodded.

"Okay do it." Mindy reluctantly agreed.

"Stand up." Master Robert ordered her.

"Yes Master." She said standing up.

"She learns quick!" Master Robert said with a smile. He removed the cuffs around Mindy's ankles then the chain wrapped around Mindy's waist and through her crotch. Mindy started to relax slightly...Then Robert pulled down her skirt and panties. She let out a gasp. She looked at her new master and the four year old shot her a look and she decided not to say anything. She was puzzled when he buckled a large leather band with a smaller one attached around each of her thighs.

"Sit down." He ordered.

She did. The boy next lifted her right leg up and bracing it with his shoulder buckled the smaller band around her ankle then did the same with her left leg. he then started to remove the chain from around her chest and the cuffs from her arms. He then removed her top and bra. Mindy blushed beet red. While Robert was stripping Mindy, Diana pulled the single sleeve off Darla and handed it to Robert. He placed Mindy's hands palm to palm behind her and pulled the single glove up over her arms, buckled the straps across her shoulders and laced it up. finally he reached underneath and pulled up the zipper. Her young master wrapped belts around her chest and arms above and below her breasts. Finally he looped a belt around the teens wrists and then around her waist. When he was finished Mindy was unable to move her arms at all and had only limited movement of her legs.

While Master Robert was restraining the new slave to be, Diana was chaining her sister up the way Mindy had been. After Diana had her chained up, Darla looked over at Mindy who was wiggling around testing her bonds.

"So how does that feel." She asked the older girl.

Mindy shifted position in her seat. She found her restraints to be both frightening and exhilarating at the same time. By this time she realized that nobody had any intentions of hurting her...She hoped.

"It feels different." She finally said.

Mindy jerked as Master Robert started to massage her chest working his fingers gently around the base of her breasts. Mindy gasped as the four year old expertly worked over her body with his small hands. Darla smiled.

"You're in for a real treat!" She told the nervous girl. "He really knows how to satisfy a girl!"

The little boy smiled and continued to work his magic he gently kneaded the teens firm young breasts. He leaned up and gently kissed her left nipple then started to work his tongue over it. Mindy moaned with passion. Robert continued to work his way down massaging her abdomen He stopped when he was down by her crotch and pulled his shirt off, then went back to work. He was soon rubbing his hands through her blond public hair. Mindy moaned again then he pushed gently against her slit.

"Oh good you're not a virshin." He declared and pushed his hand inside. Mindy let out a loud gasp as she felt the child's hand and arm enter her.

"What are you doing t..to MEEEEEE!!!!!!" Mindy came as she tried to talk and let out a loud scream of passion! Everybody sitting at the nearby tables burst into applause as she very noisily came! Mindy blushed beet red partially because of arousal and partially in embarrassment.

"Now is he awesome or what." Darla asked Mindy as she sat sweating and breathing heavily.

*gasp!* "How can a little kid know how to do THAT!" She gasped.

"Yeah you'd be surprised what they know," Darla told her. "I think Mistress Susan was the first to do this...On her own mother no less!"

Mindy tried to speak but Master Robert was still working his arm inside of her and she had a second screaming orgasm! Diana shot them a look.

"Hey you two! If she is going to make that much noise you need to gag her! Mindy looked over at the Head Mistress. Robert pulled his arm out of the teens twat. He held it up under his noise and licked it.

"Not bad!" He said smacking his lips.

Next the miniature master pulled off his pants and underpants and climbed up on the table and sat on the edge. he pointed at his little hard on.

"Okay now you do me!" He announced. Mindy guessed that he wanted a blow job.

"Yes Master." She said as she leaned down and started to suck on his little woody.

After a few minutes he came shaking and leaning back on the table. he looked up at Mindy. "Good job!"

"I'm not used to blowing little boys." She said blushing

"Well you do pretty good." He told her. "Now do me again."

"Yes Master!" She went down on the little boy again sucking his little dick until he came again and passed out. She looked around not sure what to do next. She looked over at Toby.

"Don't even THINK of it!" Diana sternly warned her, giving her a steely look. "He belongs to ME!"

The teen shuddered as the younger girl glared at her. She stammered.

"Y...yes Mistress!"

While Master Robert was breaking in the new slave Susan and Tracie were doing what women do best...SHOPPING! The two little girls ran from table to table trying to figure out what they wanted. They had brought a small amount of money with them so Susan had $51.17 and Tracie had $52.23 To a five year old that was a lot, but not when trying to buy sex toys, the two tiny mistresses were finding that out. It didn't help that they could not read either. Tracie was looking for things to use on Wendy. she finally settled on a spiked wheel to roll over her skin and a riding crop. Susan found a neat bit and bridle set. They darted back to their table to show off their purchases.

"Hey guys look what we got!" Tracie announced. holding the riding crop in her right hand and the spike wheel in her left. "Wendy will love these!"

Mindy stared at Tracie's new toys . Tracie noticed her staring.

"You want me to try these out on you?” Tracie asked.

'N...no M..Mistress!" The teen told her eyes wide with terror.

Tracie giggled.

"You sure?" the diminutive Dom asked.

"Yes Mistress, I...I'm s..sure!" Mindy stammered.

"Okay" Tracie said and giggled.

"You guys are too damn easy on her!" Mistress Katrina mused.

'She's new and scared." Diana responded. "We want to give her a chance to get used to this."

"Hey on check out what I got for my pony girls!” Susan called out holding up her bit and bridle set.

"They are going to love this! We are a little short on bits anyway."

"I'd like to see what that looks like." Darla said.

"So do I." Susan said as she walked up to Mindy. "Open up!"

Mindy obediently opened her mouth and Susan fitted the bit in place and buckled the strap behind the teens head pulling the slaves long brown braid up over the strap.

"Now check this out!" She said." This strap goes over the top of her head and this one goes under her chin. Does that look neat or what?"

The rest of the girls thought it looked cool.

" They had some with a big feathery thing on top but I didn't have enough money for one of those."

Dr. Pierce brought Stephan and Wendy back to the table., both were moving somewhat stiffly, Stephan was showing it more. Tracie stood up and walked over to Wendy.

"How her are you feeling kid?” The tiny Dom asked her sub.

"Sore." Wendy replied.

"OH MY GOD!!!" Darla exclaimed. "Did I just hear Wendy say she was sore?"

"She just took 286 lashes to her backside of course she's sore!" Dr. Pierce informed her.

Mindy heard that and the teen's eyes opened wide in terror! She started to squeal and struggle against her bonds. Wendy noticed her and walked over to her.

"You're new aren't you? My name is Wendy. I just won the Iron Slave whip-off! I broke a record that had stood eleven years! That's older than ME!" She proudly declared.” What’s your name?"

"Mulmph. mumlph." Was all that Mindy could get out past the bit.

"Her name is Mindy." Tracie told her. "Susan and me just caught her."

"Susan?" Wendy asked.

"Master Bobby and Mistress Susie just sound WRONG!" Mistress Katrina told her. Master Robert and Mistress Susan sound MUCH better!"

"Okay” *giggle* Wendy responded.

"Okay which one of you is next for the make over?" Katrina asked.

"Susan you go ahead, I want to check out Wendy and show her my new toys." Tracie said. "Hey Wendy check these out." She announced holding up the spike wheel and riding crop.

"Cool try them out on me!" Wendy said.

"Oh no you don't" Dr. Pierce announced. "No S&M for at least a month I don't want you to even tie her up for at least two weeks...doctor's orders!"

Wendy looked at him and scowled.

"Oh poo!"

"I know!" Tracie said. " I'll them out on Mindy!"

With that the tiny Dom turned toward the terrified teenager and started to move toward her in a menacing manner! Mindy started to screech into the bit and tried desperately to get away as Tracie brought the riding crop down toward her left breast ...and stopped short.

"Psyche!"

Tracie pulled the crop back and Mindy gave a huge sigh of relief.

"I'll test them on Cindy." Tracie said. "She's pretty tough."

"Who's Cindy?" Mistress Katrina asked.

"She's Robert’s cousin." Tracie replied.” We rode bikes here so she and Jacob couldn't make it."

"Well you are going to have to find a way to get Wendy home because she is not riding a bike for a while either." Dr. Pierce informed her.

"SHIT!" Wendy barked. "I suppose you're going to tell me I can't pull a pony girl cart too!"

"That's right."

Wendy stood and pouted.

"So why couldn't Jacob and Cindy come?" Katrina asked.

"Well Jacob...actually Master Jacob has a cast on his leg. It got broke in the same accident that I got my arm busted in." Wendy stated. " and Cindy does not know how to ride a bike."

"Why doesn't she know how to ride a bike?" Katrina inquired.

" She's too little." Wendy told her. "She's only two and a half!"

Katrina stared at Wendy in shock, she was having a hard time handling the ages of the kids present, The idea that there was an even younger child was shocking.

"I bet she can't handle too much abuse." Katrina stated.

"Actually she is tougher than just about everybody except Wendy." Darla said. "Well outside of her face anyway...she doesn't handle Duct tape on her face well but she seems to like nipple clamps."

"Yeah." Wendy added. "She wants rings in her nipples like mine!"

"She sounds like a tough one." Katrina observed.

"Yeah, at my birthday party she went and put clamps on her own nipples!" Tracie told her. "She likes suspension too."

Katrina had finished doing the make-up job on Susan. She sat back and smiled while she still had a little girl look there was an edge to it now. She had a more authoritative look about her.

"Well what do you guys think?" Katrina asked.

There was a murmur of approval and all the kids agreed that she now looked the part.

"Okay Mistress Tracie you're next!" Mistress Katrina announced.

The small child climbed up on the table. Katrina furrowed her brow. This was going to be a challenge she was so cute that making her look mean was going to be rough. In the meantime Mistress Susan decided to pull the bit out of Mindy's mouth so the slave to be could talk to Wendy. Once the bit was out of her mouth she asked Wendy how could she let herself be tortured like that. Wendy gave her one of those "Oh you poor kid" looks.

"I'm mad at her for making me stop before I could reach 300!" Wendy declared.

"Look Wendy you won the prize and broke the record!" Diana pointed out. "You were making all the grownups upset. You saw that video, your butt and back look like hamburger we had to stop you!"

"I guess." Wendy said pouting.

"Wendy is too tough for her own good." Diana told Mindy, turning back to Wendy. "You did feel pain this time though."

"Yeah I did." Wendy admitted bushing.

"You actually screamed in pain!" Diana said. "I never ever thought I would ever hear you do THAT!"

"Yeah it hurt when Dr. Pierce sprayed that medicine on me." Wendy conceded. "Even worse than when my arm was broken."

Mindy looked over Wendy. Something about the chubby five year old looked familiar.

"Something about you looks familiar." Mindy said.

"Well I was on the Jimmy Kimmel show." Wendy informed the teen.

" I don't usually watch that show." Mindy declared. "Why were you on his show?"

"Well he had heard about when I had made that run after I had been in that accident." The child responded.

"OH MY GOD!" Declared the shocked teen. “You’re Wendy O' Brian! You're that kid that made that run this and saved those two woman's lives!"

Wendy blushed.

"I just did what had to be done.” She quietly stated. "Nobody else could so I had to. Miss Lear and Mrs. Wilson would have died if I hadn't and they are really nice."

Mindy sat and contemplated what she had just heard. She was sitting, heavily restrained by a bunch of little kids and she was talking to a chubby little girl who was a hero and loved to be tortured. She was finding this all too weird. It was clear however that outside of tricking her into being bound the kids were actually nice.

Katrina was becoming increasingly frustrated, she kept putting the make up on and wiping it back off Tracie. Try as she might she just could not make Tracie not look cute! She could not make Tracie look dominating or imposing, the best she could do was sexy. Finally scowling at her lack of success she picked up the mirror and showed Tracie what she looked like.

"Unfortunately you are just to cute to look dominating...sexy is the best I can do."

Tracie studied the image. She did look good, just not imposing.

"That's okay I look good. Thank you." She said smiling.

They were interrupted by a thumping noise over the PA system. It was the Master of Ceremonies tapping on the mic to get everyone's attention. He announced that they had five minutes to get ready before the prizes were presented to the winner of the Iron Slave Award. Diana turned to Toby.

"Toby you going to behave yourself if I take your hood off so you can see Wendy pick up her awards?"

He nodded his head. Diana unlaced his hood and pulled it off. Toby sat and blinked his eyes as they adjusted to the light. Mindy studied the eight year old, even with his hair damp from sweat he was a hottie, she could see why Diana was possessive of him. Katrina looked at Wendy.

"You need to at least have cuffs her when you take Wendy up on the stage." The older Dom told Tracie.

"Yeah you're right!" Tracie replied. She quickly jumped down off her seat and locked a set of leg irons on Wendy's legs, by the time she stood back up again Wendy was already holding her arms out with a pair of hand cuffs in her right hand. Tracie quickly locked them in place and clipped a leash on the dog collar she was already wearing. She then sat back down to wait for the MC to return.

Their attention was drawn again to the stage as the MC thumped on the mic again.

"Ladies and Gentlemen! The time has arrived to announce the Iron Slave of 2005. Tonight's competition was rather momentous, the record that has stood for eleven years was shattered! Mistress Katrina's Slave Stephan was the odds on favorite to win this year, he was expected to break the record ...and did with 273 whacks. But despite that he did not win, Because out of nowhere came the Tie-up Club and Mistress Tracie's slave Wendy who somehow endured 286 whacks! And would have gone higher if her mistress had not ordered her to stop! So Mistress Tracie would you now bring your Iron Slave up to be recognized."

Tracie stood up, gave the leash a gentle tug and led Wendy up on the stage. The crowd was hushed at first as the two small children climbed the steps, then there was a smattering of applause that soon rose to a thunderous standing ovation. Both girls blushed at the applause. The MC stood and looked at the tiny Dom and her little slave.

"I must say you two have surprised a LOT of people." He stated. He looked at Wendy." You took a horrible beating there, for anybody much less a small child. Why did you do that?"

"I had too!" Wendy said blushing. "If I had lost Mistress Katrina would have beaten Mistress Tracie! I could not let that happen!"

Tracie blushed as Wendy made that statement. The MC turned to Tracie.

"You must be proud of your slave." he said.

"You bet I am!" Tracie declared. "I love Wendy!" She gave Wendy a hug. "She is the bestest slave around!"

"Well she is most certainly the toughest despite her small size.” The MC stated. "But here she is, the Iron Slave of 2005! She is the youngest Iron Slave ever and the first to win her first time and the first to set the record on her first win!"

He handed the trophy for winning the annual competition and the plaque for setting the record to Tracie. She held them high in the air. He then picked up a couple of envelopes.

"Now in addition to the trophy and plaque there is also a $100 dollar Gift certificate from the Whip Shop for the slave and her mistress for winning the Iron Slave of 2005 and a $250 dollar one for setting the record."

The two girls looked at each other and screamed in two part harmony.

"WE'RE RICH!!!!"

Of course out of fairness to the future entrants the record holder is ineligible for further competitions until the record is broken." He announced.

"Shit!" Wendy muttered.

The two girls held the trophies up again and left the stage to thunderous applause. They went back to their table as fast as the leg irons would allow Wendy to move. Mistress Katrina looked at the girls.

"Well you two certainly made out like bandits!" She declared, then she turned to Stephan. "You had better win next year! There will be no Wendy to face now!"

Stephan cringed slightly.

Exalted Master Bill Black took the mic.

"Well This has certainly been an interesting event this year. I have seen some strange things happen in the past but never has there been the number of unusual events that we have had this year! Eight children formed a B&D club and showed up here and proceeded to set out to prove they are worthy...I think they succeeded. Who would have ever dreamed that the Iron Slave competition would have been won AND a new record would be set by a FIVE year old who has a five year old for a mistress. I loved watching Mistress Katrina being put in her place by a five year old." He chuckled at that point. Then looking over to the Tie-up Clubs table. "And then we have that young lady that was captured and brought back here by two five year olds. I have a LOT of respect for five year olds now!" He declared. “Now the time has come to decide if a new club is worthy of full membership. The Tie-up Club has certainly made a mark today. So I now open the floor for comments."

Mistress Katrina stood up.

" I have to admit these kids are quite surprising. I was certainly made to pay for underestimating them. First Wendy proved to be an incredibly formidable competitor. I doubt if her record will ever be broken. I must say that this tiny child has earned my respect.” She said pointing at Tracie." Nobody has ever managed to make me pass out after losing a challenge. This kid manage to do it TWICE! And did so in a manner that did not disrespect me. Stephan has her to thank for not getting beaten within an inch of his life. She made a convincing case for showing mercy. I am firmly convinced that there is NOBODY on this planet that can take abuse like Wendy. I have sat here at their table and talked with them. I am very impressed with the way they all carry themselves. I have no problem with the Tie-up Club being granted full voting membership.

Mistress Jacqueline spoke next.

"I am still trying to figure out how two five year this olds managed to capture a teenager. Hey Mindy how old are you?"

"S...sixteen." The teen stammered blushing.

"A sixteen year old captured and put into bondage by two five year olds. That cost me a hundred bucks to find out. I heard them bragging about how they catch women. I made the mistake of not believing them and bet them that they couldn't do it. I thought I was going to have two little girls to torment for the night. WRONG! I'm lucky I didn't make the same wager Mistress Katrina made! As far as I am concerned they are worthy."

The next speaker was Grand Master Victor of the Pain Society.

"I have been keeping a VERY close eye on these kids since Marla here is responsible for their being here because of her sloppiness."

Marla turned white as a sheet as her Grand Master spoke.

"Yes I heard those three kids when they first came over to talk to you. I have been watching them very closely to figure out how bad you needed to be punished for letting a confidential document fall into the hands of five year old children. Fortunately for you they have proven that they are worthy so your punishment will be light. Seeing that Mistress Tracie needs somebody to try out her new toys on and her slave is out of action for a while and I really don't see a toddler being a good test subject, so I am turning you over to them to be their whip slave for the rest of the night." He told her. Then looking over to the Tie-up Club's table. "I have no problem with Mistress Diana joining us on the board of directors."

"Any other comments?" Exalted Master Black asked.

There were no other speakers.

"Very well in that case since we have had several people speak in favor of membership and no objections, the Tie-up Club is accepted as a full member of the Heironymous Society and their Head Mistress is officially awarded the title of Grand Mistress. So Grand Mistress Diana Evans come up and receive your symbols of office."

Diana blushed beet red. She slowly rose to her feet shocked by the honor.

"Good thing I did the make-up job on you." Katrina said with a wink.

Grand Mistress Diana quickly composed herself and strode up to the stage to receive her symbols of rank to the standing ovation of the crowd. The eight year old felt a little self conscious as she met Exalted Master Black. She was painfully aware that at 4' 2" 55 pounds she was much smaller than her fellow board members. Exalted Master Black looked her over and commented.

"For somebody so young you carry your self very well." He smiled. "You already have an air of authority about you."

He presented her with a heavy studded leather belt and gilded riding crop.

"Congratulations, you have managed to impress people here today, no small feat for one so young." He stated. " I am looking forward to when you grow up, you should be a VERY imposing Dominatrix when you are fully matured, you have a remarkable presence as it is."

Diana smiled and they shook hands and once again he was impressed by the firmness of the grip of this small child.

"Okay enough of the formalities we have a luncheon to eat and some other events." He announced.

Diana returned to the Tie-up Clubs table just as linch was served ;Roast beef, mashed potatoes with sour cream and chives and green beans with almonds in a butter sauce, with a tossed salad and cherry cheese cake for desert. There was a meal for everybody except Mindy who was not registered. A fact that did not go unnoticed by her.

“Great! I get to starve while I watch everybody else.. *Glumph*” Mindy’s complaint was cut off when Tracie shoved a piece of roast beef in her mouth.

“The little kids are not going to be able to eat all the food on their plates.” Diana pointed out. “They are too little. There will be plenty for you to eat.” Diana punctuated her comment by putting a fork full of mashed potatoes in Mindy’s mouth.

Tracie fed her meal to Mindy and shared Wendy’s. The subs were fed by their Dom except for Wendy who could feed herself because all she had for restraints were hand cuffs which were in front of her and leg irons. Tracie fed Mindy instead. The kids ate their lunch passing food around a lot and engaged in a lot of small talk. Mindy was becoming more comfortable with being bound and was actually enjoying being a slave to the younger kids. She found it enjoyable in an odd sort of way. The kids were nice and Master Robert had really got her off when he fisted her.

After the meal was finished Grand Master Victor had Marla stripped and sent over to the tie-up clubs table The kids were running low on restraints so they took the hand cuffs and leg irons off Wendy and put them on Marla locking her arms behind her. Tracie and Wendy took off to spend their gift certificates. With 350 dollars each they had decent amount to spend now!

Wendy found the pony girl stuff and selected a bit and bridle set that had a red plume and also had a red tail. Then as she looked over other toys she spotted a rather unique harness type ball gag that had a nose hook attached Wendy was so intrigued by it that she had it put on her and the nose hooks pulled tight and proceeded to wear it around after she purchased it.

Tracie went straight for the whips and paddles. She tested out a number of bullwhips before settling on an eight footer the largest she could swing effectively. She also picked up a rather nasty cat o’nine tails and several different paddles and straps. Finally she picked out some spiked rollers. Tracie admired her purchases, she had a real nice collection of toys to use on Wendy once she recovered. She showed Wendy all her new toys. Wendy nodded and clapped her hands unable to talk because of the gag she was now wearing. Tracie looked over Wendy’s new toys, the way Wendy’s nose was pulled up by the nose hook she looked like a little piggy. Tracie giggled when she saw that. Tracie looked over Wendy’s new Pony Girl set. Susie and Wendy had old her about the Pony Girl thing, though she had not seen any of it., she thought the idea was kind of neat.

The two girls returned to the group to show off their new toys. Susan looked at Wendy and commented.

“That thing up your nose makes you look like a little piggy!”

Wendy shot her a look and gave an angry squeal. Susan responded by picking up Katrina’s mirror and showing Wendy what she looked like. Wendy looked at her reflection shrugged her shoulders and grunted. Susan then looked at her bit and bridle set.

“I want to see what you look like in this.” She told Wendy holding it up.

Wendy nodded and started to unbuckle the rig she had on her head. Tracie looked at it then looked over at Marla who was already cringing as she looked at Tracie’s new collection of implements of torture. She knew that Tracie was wanting to try them out and Grand Master Victor had handed her over to the kids just so they could use her for that purpose. Tracie walked up to Wendy.

“Wendy can I barrow your new gag ?” She said nodding over to Marla.

“Sure!” Wendy said as she handed the gag over to Tracie.

“Thanks!” Tracie said as she took it and walked over to Marla buckled the gag over her head hooking the nose hooks in the woman’s nostrils and pulling them tight. Marla let out a squeal as the twin hooks pulled her nostrils up and back. Wendy picked up the mirror and held it so Marla could see her face.

“Now YOU look like a piggy!” Wendy said giggling.

Marla looked at her reflection in the mirror the ball in her mouth and the hooks in her nostrils pulling her nose up really distorted her features, she did indeed look like a pig. Susan put Wendy’s new pony girl bit and bridle on her. She stepped back and looked over her pony girl.

“I like the way this looks on you.” Susan said . “Too bad your butt is so tore up. I would like to see how that tail looks.”

Wendy turned the mirror so she could see herself. She smiled as best she could with a bit in her mouth . she liked the look especially the plume. Wendy pawed the floor with her right foot and gave a little whinny shaking her head up and down.

Tracie took a leash and clipped it to the chain between Marla’s nipple rings. She told Wendy to gather up her new “Play toys” and led Marla over to the play area. She looked around for a moment then selected two three foot spreader bars and took the hand cuffs and leg irons off Marla and replaced them with the spreader bars. She then clipped a winch cable to the center of the spreader bar connected to the woman’s wrists and then tied down the spreader bar between her ankles and then lifted the winch until Marla was severely stretched. Tracie turned to Wendy who was laying out her new toys on a table for her.

“Okay Wendy what do you think I should use on her first?” She asked.

Wendy looked over the collection for a moment, then pulled out the bull whip and handed it to her Mistress. Tracie took the whip and smiled. Turning around she reared back and let loose she was standing on Marla’s right side the whip hit dead on her armpit. Marla screamed into her gag Tracie reared back and let loose again this time she hit Marla’s hip her next shot hot just under the woman’s rib cage. Tracie then moved behind her and swung hitting between her shoulder blades, Her next shot hit Marla’s left butt cheek., the following shot hit the small of her back. Tracie continued to walk around Marla spraying lashes all over her as the little girl swung the whip with reckless abandon and virtually no control over where it hit. Master Victor watched as the little girl wildly whipped the woman and chuckled at the sight. Tracie was nothing if not enthusiastic. The little girl knew that she would not have anybody to use her new toys on for a while until Wendy healed. Poor Marla was going to suffer as Wendy’s stand in. Tracie continued to spray wild shots all over Marla. Soon welts were scattered over most of her body from her feet up. Tracie cut loose with more of her wild shots when one hit Marla in her face a fraction of an inch below her right eye Marla screamed louder than before as she came VERY close to losing an eye . Grand Master Victor stepped in at that point and gently grabbed the little Doms arm.

“I think you better practice your aim on an inanimate object before you use this on any more people. You almost blinded her with that last shot” He informed the diminutive Dominatrix..

Tracie dropped the whip and looked at the woman she had been whipping she saw all the scattered welts including two on Marla’s face. When Tracie saw the one under her eye and how close it was she recoiled in horror! She started crying. She stood looking at Marla and said in a small voice.

“I’m sorry.” The little girl turned and walked away. “I’m a bad Mistress!”

Wendy quickly pulled off her bit and bridle and ran after Tracie. She quickly caught up to her little friend and gave her a hug.

“Don’t cry I still love you!” Wendy told her. “I think you are a good mistress!”

“No I’m NOT!” Tracie cried. “I stink! I hurt people!”

Tracie sat down sobbing . Grand Master Victor picked up Tracie’s whip, he gave it a couple of test snaps and then flicked Tracie’s right shoulder. The tiny girl let out a yelp. Victor gave her a steely eyed look.

“You are a Dominatrix!” He told her in a steely voice. “ACT LIKE ONE!”

Tracie stood up and looked at the Grand Master.

“You have never used this type of whip before have you?” He asked her.

“No” She quietly replied

“I thought so.” He told her. “You do not just pick up this type of whip and start cutting loose. Come with me and I will teach you how to use it. I’m sure your colleagues can take care of Marla for a while.”

“Thank you.” Tracie said as she took her whip from Grand Master Victor.

While Grand Master Victor was taking Mistress Tracie to teach her how to use a bullwhip properly, Master Robert decided to take over. He walked up to Marla as she hung in her spread eagle suspension and started to stroke her pussy then he pushed his arm inside her. Mistress Katrina watched as yet another woman found a little kids arm shoved inside her. She had an idea.

“Robert have you ever fisted somebody in the ass?” She asked him.

“No” The little boy replied. “I didn’t know you could do that.”

“Sure you can !” Katrina told him picking up a tube of K-Y Jelly. “Let me see your other arm.”

Robert kept his right arm inside Marla while Katrina greased up his left one. She placed his hand up against Marla’s ashore.

“You know what a butt plug is right?” She asked him.

“Yup The girls like them.” He informed her.“So I am using my arm like a but plug!” He announced.

“That’s right!” Katrina informed him.

“Cool!” Master Robert started to push his hand against the bound woman’s sphincter. He found there was a lot of resistance. He remembered the first time he tried to fist Darla when she as still a virgin.

“You sure I’m not going to hurt her?” He asked “She feels like a virshin there, We are not supposed to fist virshins because it will hurt them.”

Katrina chuckled, partially because the little guy was worried about hurting Marla and partially because of the way he mispronounced virgin...He was so cute.

“Don’t worry you won’t hurt her.” She assured him. Here let me help you.”

With that She took the boy’s hand and placed his fingers into the opening of the woman’s asshole then she took a hold of Robert’s elbow and pushed against it forcing his hand inside Marla. Once he had breached Marla’s ass he soon had his arm inside her all the way up just past his elbow. Marla was moaning as the tiny master moved his arms around inside her. He brought her to several orgasms. A number of people gathered to watch the spectacle of a naked four year old boy with both his arms shoved inside a bound naked woman. Robert had both arms shoved in past his elbows. Soon he had caused Marla to pass out.

Robert pulled his arms out of Marla after she had passed out. He was a mess, his right arm shoulder and chest were covered in Marla’s cum. His left arm was covered in her shit. He looked at himself then got a good whiff of his left arm.

“YUCK!!! That smells nasty!” He declared.

“Yeah I think we should have given her an enema before you did that !” Katrina mused.

“What’s a emen...enem...”.Robert asked struggling with the word.

“It’s called an enema.” Katrina replied. “It’s a way to clean out your insides.”

“Can you do one on me?” The little boy asked.

“Sure I can.” She replied. “You go wash your self off while I get what I need.”

While the youngster showered off Marla’s secretions and excrement. Katrina grabbed her enema kit, it was sized for an adult. Robert was going to have a rough time of it. Katrina chuckled, she liked tormenting men now she had a chance to do a little boy. She was not going to pass up an opportunity like that! She came into the locker room as little Robert came out of the shower.

“You ready for your first enema?” She asked the unsuspecting child.

“Yup!” He innocently responded.

“Okay come with me.” She said as she led him over to a towel rack and produced a pair of hand cuffs. She grabbed his arms and put his wrists together and locked one of the cuffs around them and locked the other one to a towel rack. He stood with his arms pulled over his head and watched as Katrina filled the enema bag with warm soapy water. He watched a little nervously as she finished filling the bag and lubed up the end of the tube and pushed it up his butt.

“Ready?” She asked .

“I think so” He nervously replied.

“Good she replied and opened the valve on the hose and proceeded to push half a gallon of soapy water in the little boys intestines. He watched his belly expand with some alarm.

“Is my belly supposed to do that?” He asked.

“Yes it is.” Katrina informed him.” We’ll leave it in a little longer to make sure you’re good and clean, then we’ll let it out.”

Robert stood on his tip toes with his arms stretched over his head. Soon he began to cramp up. With the contents of a full sized adult enema bag plus a full stomach after having lunch. The small boy was soon in a lot of pain.

“Owww! Mistress Katrina, could you let me poop?” He tearfully pleaded. “I really hurt!”

Katrina debated about leaving him to suffer for a while then looking at how badly his abdomen was expanded realized that if left for any length of time there was a risk of injury. She unlocked the cuff that was around the towel rack and he immediately fell to the floor and rolled up in a ball groaning in pain. Katrina picked up the boy and tried to get him to stand but the cramps were so bad that he could not straighten his legs. She picked him up and placed him on a toilet and pulled out the plug so he could evacuate his badly over filled bowels. As the contents of Robert’s badly over stretched bowels emptied, the cramping eased and the pre-schooler could finally straighten out. He looked at Katrina with tear filled eyes and in a quiet voice told her.

“Enemas are bad! I never want to get one again!”

“Well I think part of your problem is that I could not find a kid size enema kit and used an adult one and it put too much water in you.” Katrina conceded. “Sorry about that kid. Next time I use the right size bag. “

“Uh...Yeah!” He responded then held up his hands with the cuff of the hand cuffs holding his wrists. “I don’t think my slaves should see me like this.”

Katrina thought for a moment then decided that leaving him locked up after tricking him in the first place would be disrespecting the miniature master so she let him free. Robert quickly put his clothes back on..

While Robert was enduring his enema and Tracie was learning how to properly use a bullwhip. Susan decided to have her fun with poor Marla doing her specialty...TICKLING! Marla had come to after her double fisting . She was anything but comfortable, Her ass hurts from having Robert’s arm shoved up it, not to mention all the welts little Tracie had left all over her body. Now just as she was recovering she was being tickled. Susan’s little fingers danced all around her belly, soon Marla was laughing hysterically and her body was quivering.. Susan dragged a chair over to stand on so she could reach Marla’s armpits. The tickle torment continued. The little girl played her small fingers over the woman’s armpits. Marla was beginning to hiccup she was laughing so hard. She was tossing her head and quivering as she struggled to escape the tiny fingers that were lightly playing over her body.

Susan let up when Tracie returned with Grand Master Victor. By this time Marla was a sweat soaked wreck, snorting and hiccuping. almost felt sorry for her. The kids were really putting her through the wringer. Tracie was working her new bullwhip. She had proven to be a quick study and 20 minutes of training had a remarkable effect.. Her control was MUCH finer instead of spraying wild shots she now had a three inch circle of accuracy and was eager to show it off.

“Hey guys watch this!” She called out. “Right butt cheek!”

*Swish, CRACK!*

The tip of the whip hit dead center on Marla’s right butt cheek, raising a nasty welt. Marla made another discovery about Tracie’s new found whipping talent , the little girl was not only more accurate but was hitting harder. Marla screamed into her gag. Tracie called out.

“Left butt cheek!”

*Swish, CRACK!*

Once against the tip of her whip hit dead center. Raising another large welt and causing Marla to shriek into her gag. Tracie walked around in front of her victim and called out.

“Right booby!”

Marla’s eyes opened wide in terror as her tiny torturer wound up and cut loose.

*Swish, CRACK!”

Marla screamed in agony as the tip of the whip hit her nipple. Tracie looked at the way her breast jiggled when it was hit.. She turned and looked up at Grand Master Victor .

“That looks neat the way her booby wiggles when I hit it.” She declared giggling.

“Yes it does Tracie.” He replied. “Do the other one now.”

“Sure!” The little girl chirped as she wound up and lets loose once more.

*Swish, CRACK!”

This time her shot hit just above Marla’s left nipple. Again Marla screamed into her gag.. soon Tracie was walking around the woman having a grand old time calling shots and spreading welts all over her hapless victim. Wendy was watching the proceedings.

“Can you hit her peepee?” She asked.

Tracie responded by taking a viscous cut. The tip of her whip hit dead center slid between Marla’s labia and hit the woman’s clit. Marla let out an agonized scream into her gag and passed out. Mistress Tracie turned to Grand Master Victor with a tear in her eye.

“I hurt her didn’t I” She said in a quiet voice.

“No not really.,” He told the young child as he laid his hand on her shoulder. ”She is just tired.”

At that point Marla came to.

“See she is ready for you to test some more of your new toys on.” Victor told the young Dominatrix.

Tracie smiled and picked up a perforated paddle and smacked Marla on the butt. It left a nice large red mark with white spots that matched the holes in the paddle. Tracie smiled. She wound up and laid another hard shot into Marla’s ass.

*Smack!*

“I think Wendy will like this.” Tracie announced.

Tracie took several more swings with the paddle then switched to a wide leather strop. Tracie walked around and smacked Marla across the belly. There was a satisfying smack and a broad red mark appeared. Tracie had an evil grin on her face and hit Marla several more times. Tracie next tested out a riding crop she worked that over Marla’s breasts. The poor woman was whimpering into her gag as Master Victor continued to encourage Tracie to abuse her.

Wendy walked back to the Tie-up Clubs table feeling a little light headed as all the abuse her little body had received finally caught up to her. Mistress Katrina and Grand Mistress Diana were watching Mistress Tracie punish Marla.

“You know Diana, Tracie has a lot of potential.” Katrina observed.

“Yeah she is getting scary.” Diana replied

Mindy was squirming in her bonds as she felt the need to hit the john.

“Uh Master I need to go to the restroom.” Mindy said . “Can you let me loose please?”

“Sure.” Robert replied as he removed the straps from her legs.”Okay you can go.”

“Uh Master it’s kinda hard to wipe myself with my arms like this!” Marla announced.

“Oh right I forgot!” He replied. “Wendy go with her.”

“Oklay.” Wendy replied. “I gots to pee anyway.”

Mindy rolled her eyes, she had hoped that she would loose the single glove...No such luck. Mindy and Wendy walked to the restroom together. Mindy sat down on one toilet to relieve herself, while Wendy struggled to find a way to position herself to pee. Finally she raised the toilet seat and slid forward on it facing the wall untill she had her twat over the bowl enough that it could catch her pee. Wendy felt faint again as she slid off the toilet and wiped herself . She then went to the stall Mindy was using and wiped her off . The two girls left to return to their table when Wendy’s knees buckled and she collapsed to the floor. With some difficulty Marla knelt down and asked Wendy if she was all right. Wendy propped her self up.

“I’m okay just little tired.” She assured Mindy.

Mindy took one look at the five year old and could see that the child was in some distress. She stood up and quickly ran back to the table.

“Mistress Diana something is wrong with Wendy!” She announced.

Diana immediately followed the teen back to where Wendy was still laying on the floor. She knelt down by the smaller girls head.

“Wendy What’s wrong?” Diana asked the chubby masochist.

“Nothing.” Was the response.

Diana took one look at the younger girl and knew that something was wrong. By this time Katrina, Robert and Susan had also arrived. Diana turned to Susan.

“Give me a hand here.” She told Susan as she lifted up on Wendy’s right arm.

Susan grabbed Wendy’s left arm and the two doms helped the injured girl to the First Aid station. They helped Wendy on to a gurney. Dr. Pierce examined her and told everybody that Wendy was not in serious trouble. She had just pushed herself a little harder than she should have. She just needed to rest for a while. They left Wendy to rest on the gurney. Dr. Pierce then turned to Diana.

“So have you figured out how you are going to get Wendy home yet?” He asked

“Not yet.” Diana admitted.

“I can drive her.” Mindy said. “Of course I can’t drive like this.” She added wiggling her bound body for emphasis.

“I suppose it would be difficult to drive like that.” Diana agreed . “I think it’s time to let our slaves have a break anyway. So when we get back to our table we will release our slaves.”

Mindy and the trio of Dominatrixes returned to the Tie-up Club’s where all the subs were freed. By this time all of them including Mindy were used to being naked and did not bother to get dressed.

While the mini-crisis with Wendy was being dealt with, Tracie continued to abuse poor Marla. After playing with the strop for a while, Tracie switched to the Cat O’nine Tails. Once again Tracie directed her attention to the poor woman’s breasts. The five year old loved the way Marla’s breasts quivered when hit not realizing how sensitive an adult woman’s breasts were. Soon Marla’s breasts had a web work of welts over them. Tracie’s next toy was a rattan cane she returned to beating Marla’s ass. By this time Marla was hoarse from screaming into her gag and could no longer be heard. As Tracie’s arms tired she switched to her spiked wheels Most of her attention was directed to Marla’s legs. Tracie liked the way the spiked wheels left lines of red spots as she rolled them over Marla’s skin.

Tracie finally stopped to take a break and looked around for Wendy. Not seeing her right away she walked over to the rest of the group.

“Where’s Wendy?” She asked.

“Back in the clinic.” Diana told her.

“Oh my God!” Tracie exclaimed and ran off to check on her slave.

Tracie ran into the room Wendy was laying face down on the gurney and her eyes were closed. She turned to the Doctor and quietly asked him.

“Is she going to be Okay?”

“Yes, she just pushed herself too hard.” Dr. Pierce told her.” She just needs to take it easy.”

Tracie walked over to where Wendy was laying and pulled up a chair and sat down. She took Wendy’s hand and held it. It was clear that Tracie was bothered by her friends condition.

Diana went to where Marla was hanging . She slowly walked around the battered woman. Marla was slumped in her bondage head down. She watched fearfully as Diana walked around her. Marla was convinced that the Grand Mistress of the Tie-up Club was going to heap even more abuse on her. Diana looked over the woman’s tortured body. She was surprised that Tracie could do so much damage. Diana slowly shook her head as she studied Marla’s ravaged body . She gently took the woman’s head in her hands.

“I think you have suffered enough.” She told her .

Diana lowered Marla to the floor and released her from the spreader bars and removed the gag. Marla just laid on the floor. She hurt just about everywhere, the tiny Dominatrix had managed to do a lot of damage for somebody so small., What made it so bad was the way Tracie had hit her all over . The woman’ s entire torso was covered with bruises and welts as well as her legs there were also a few welts on her upper arms plus the two on her face. She also had many small holes from the spiked wheels over her legs, ass and belly. Diana knelt down by the tortured woman.

“Can you stand?” She inquired.

“I’m not sure.” Marla whispered.

“Okay hold on.” Diana told her then she stood up and called out. “Darla, Mindy get over here. NOW!”

The two teens ran over somewhat puzzled by the command. As they came up and had a close look at Marla they were shocked by her condition.

“She needs help getting to the First Aid Station.” Diana told them .

The two teens stood on either side of the battered woman. Finding places they could grab a hold of to lift her was difficult. Finally the girls took a hold of her forearms, the only place Tracie had been unable to reach. They gently helped her stand up and helped her walk to the First Aid Station. Dr. Pierce turned around as Marla was brought in. He looked over the battered woman, who ever had done this had worked the poor woman over severely. As she was brought over to a gurney and struggled to find a way to sit or lay down that did not hurt.

“Just what did you do to deserve this?” Dr. Pierce asked her.

“I am a junior mistress with the Pain Society. I accidentally left a flier for this event at the changing room at the beach and they found it.” She said pointing at Tracie and Wendy. “That’s how the Tie-up Club found out about us. Grand Master Victor decided I needed to be punished so he decided that I should stand in for Wendy so Tracie could try out her new toys.”

“So Tracie did all this to you?” Dr. Pierce asked as he looked over at the tiny five year old.

“Yes she did this to me!” Marla declared. “Don’t let that sweet innocent look fool you, she is hell on wheels!”

Tracie looked over at the woman she had tortured. She stood up, walked over to where Marla was and examined her. Tracie slowly reached out to touch Marla who pulled away. Tracie stood looking at her for a moment and in a small voice said

“I hurt you bad didn’t I”

“What does it look like” Marla replied sarcastically.

Tracie did not say a word she just walked back to where Wendy was laying down, sat down in the chair that was there, buried her face in her hands and started to cry. Wendy reached out and took Tracie’s hand in hers.

“What’s wrong?” Wendy asked her.

*Sob* “I’m a bad mistress!” Tracie announced.”*sob*” I’m evil! I Stink! “

“No you’re not.” Wendy told her .

“Yes I am!” Tracie declared, She pointed at Marla.” Look what I did to her.! I really hurt her bad! ”

Tracie put her head down and cried harder. Grand Master Victor spoke to Tracie.

“You were charged with the duty of punishing Marla.” He told her. “You did so.”

“I did too much.” The little girl quietly replied.

Tracie walked out of the room. She had gone overboard beating Marla and knew what had to be done. She gathered her new toys up and put them in a bag. She stripped naked and grabbed two pairs of hand cuffs.. Diana watched Tracie, she had a pretty good idea what the tiny Dom was up to. She followed Tracie as she went to the restroom and watched her go in. Tracie washed off all her make-up. She now looked like an innocent child again . She went back to the First Aid Station and walked up to Wendy and took out one of the pairs of hand cuffs and gave them to Wendy. She held her arms out with her little wrists held tight together.

“Lock me up.” She told her best friend.

Wendy looked at her little mistress, she knew how Tracie thought. Tracie needed to do this. Wendy took one of the cuffs and locked it around both of Tracie’s tiny wrists. Tracie nodded. By this time Marla had been treated and was dressed and back at her table. Tracie walked over the where Marla was sitting and knelt down in front of her.

“Mistress Marla I did you wrong. I’m sorry. “The little girl said. She held out the bag with her various torture tools. “You may use these on me if you want.”

Marla stared at the naked little girl kneeling in a submissive pose in front of her with one cuff of a pair of hand cuffs holding her tiny wrists tightly together in front of her. Tracie had a sad look on her face and was clearly remorseful for what she had done earlier.

Grand Mistress Diana walked over to Grand Master Victor and commented.

“Tracie has been doing that lately.” She told him. “It seems to make her feel better after she goes over board.”

“That seems a sensible idea.” Victor observed. “Sometimes feeling the bite of the lash can make for a better Dom” Marla reached out and took a hold of the loose cuff hanging from Tracie’s wrists. She used it to drag the child to her feet. Pulling on the cuff she half dragged the little girl to the ‘Play area’ Marla clipped the cuff to the end of one of the winch cables , she lifted the child until her feet were well off the floor and locked the other pair of hand cuffs around her little ankles and took a small chain and used it to lock the chills legs down . Tracie was now vertically stretched out suspended well off the floor with her head level with Marla’s. She now looked the child in the eyes.

“Now you are going to suffer.” She told her.

Tracie hung fighting back tears, her wrists were already hurting from being hung from them. She looked at Marla.

“Yes Mistress I deserve to suffer” she said.

“And suffer you will!” Marla told her tiny victim.

Marla picked up the small bullwhip that Tracie had first used on her, the one that had done so much damage. She reared back and swung.

*Swish, CRACK!*

The tip of the whip lashed into the five year olds tiny pink left nipple. The little girl let loose with a loud high pitched shriek! Marla reared back and lashed out again.

*Swish, CRACK!*

This time the target was the small child’s right nipple. Once more the child screamed in pain. Marla had an evil grin on her face when she swung the third time.

*Swish, CRACK!*

The tip of the whip lashed into the girl’s tiny little cunnie. Tracie let out a short shrill screech and passed out. Marla looked at the tiny body hanging in front of her. The little girl’s head hung down . As she looked at the child hanging there, she began to have second thoughts about torturing her. She looked so delicate, without the rubber Dom outfit and the make-up she looked very helpless and innocent. And despite the pain the girl had caused her, Marla just could not bring herself to hit her again. All three strikes had drawn blood. Tracie slowly came to.

“Well brat have you had enough?” Marla asked her not letting her know that she was done.

*Sniff* “That is up to you Mistress.” The tiny child responded..

Marla lowered Tracie to the floor, unclipped the cuff from the winch cable then locked it to the cuffs on the child’s ankles, leaving her chained to the floor.

“I’m not going to whip you any more.” Marla declared. “But I think I will leave you like this for a while.”

Wendy came out of the First Aid room and walked over to where Tracie was chained. She knelt down and kissed Tracie then she laid down and put her head in Tracie’s lap and started to lick her little cunnie. Tracie sat back and moaned as Wendy brought her to an orgasm.

Marla watched the two five year olds trying to snuggle despite Wendy’s injuries and Tracie’s restraint’s and decided to release Tracie. She walked over and unlocked the hand cuffs that restrained the girl. Tracie looked at her wrists they were raw where the hand cuffs had been locked around them. She gently rubbed the sore spots. Wendy stood up and held out her hand to help Tracie up when Tracie held up her hand.

“I have to do something first.” Tracie said. “Come here I have to properly reward you for winning.”

Tracie placed her hands on Wendy’s hips and guided her chubby little friend in front of her and started to lick her little twat. It did mot take long to bring Wendy to a climax. Marla barely caught her in time when she started to swoon. She looked down at Tracie.

“I think you had better let her recover before you do that again.” She declared.

Marla hooked one arm under Wendy’s shoulders and carefully placed her other one behind Wendy’s knees and carefully picked her up. She grunted as she picked her up.

“Damn kid you’re heavy! Marla announced.

Wendy came around as Marla spoke. He reached up and hooked her arm around Marla’s neck. She looked Marla in the eye and whispered.

“I am not fat!”

“I know.” Marla replied.

She carried the little girl back to the table. She gently put her down by a chair Wendy laid belly down on the seat. Katrina looked over at Tracie.

“I think Stephan is ready to thank you.” Katrina informed her.

“Okay.” Tracie replied.

She climbed up on a table and sat on the edge with her legs hanging over . Stephan crawled over and put his face between Tracie’s legs. Tracie draped her legs over his shoulders and laid back. Stephan started to work his expert tongue over the little girls tiny twat. She was the first child he had ever eaten out. He was surprised by how dry she was. He soon had brought her to an orgasm. Tracie moaned and squeezed his head with her legs. Three times he brought her to a climax. He was puzzled by the lack of secretions and finally came to the conclusion that she was faking her orgasms. He looked at the little girl.

“I’m sorry for failing you.” He said.

“What are you talking about?” Tracie asked him, puzzled by his statement.

“I failed to make you cum..” He replied. “I’m sorry”

“What are you talking about?” Tracie asked. “You made me cum three times!”

“No I know you faked those orgasms.” Stephan glumly told her. ‘You are very kind. But I can tell when a woman really cums.”

Diana was listening to him talk and asked him.

“Have you ever done a little girl?”

“No.” He told her.

Diana started to laugh.

“I think I know what the problem is!” She announced. “You think she was faking it because she did not get wet, right?”

“That’s right.” He said. “I don’t care what you do if a woman cums she will get wet. Tracie is not wet.”

At that point all the girls started laughing.. Stephan looked at them puzzled.

“Little kids don’t get wet when they cum.” Diana told him. “Not until they reach puberty.”

“It’s true.” Mistress Katrina told him. “She did not get wet when she came for me either.’

Stephan smiled, relieved that he had brought Tracie to climax and she had not faked it. As he stood back up Wendy pushed herself up to a standing position.

“I think there should be a second place prize.” She announced, as she walked in front of him. “And I know just the prize.”

Wendy winked at Tracie

“I think you are right.” Tracie said and winked at Katrina.

“Go for it kid.” She responded.

Wendy reached up and started to stroke Stephan’s dick quickly causing him to have an erection. She then leaned in and took it in her mouth. She stood working her mouth up and down the mans dick he soon came in the chubby little girls mouth. Wendy was a little surprised by the volume of cum. When she had sucked Jacob off there was nowhere near as much. She managed to swallow most of it but a small amount dribbled down her chin.

“WOW!” She exclaimed.” That is a LOT of cum! That’s a lot more than Jacob did!”

“Well Gee Wendy! Jacob is only ten years old!” Darla pointed out. “The same thing applies to guys as applies to girls! DUH!!!!”

Wendy blushed.

“He does taste pretty good though.” Wendy announced.

Stephan blushed at that one.

Diana looked over the kids, It was getting late and the little ones were begining to look tired not only were they in more need of sleep than the older kids but they had been through more as well. Of the four youngest Susan was the only one that had not been subjected to rough treatment. Wendy was looking VERY rough and despite her tough front was suffering the effects of her beating by machine. Tracie had fallen asleep on the table having been put through quite a bit. Little Robert was also worn out from the enema and Mindy’s blow jobs and was fighting to keep his eyes open.

Exalted Master Black was making the rounds visiting the tables and talking to the people attending the convention . He came to the Tie-up Clubs table.

“Well are you kids having a good time?” He asked with a smile.

“Yes we have.” Diana replied. “But we have to leave now. Thank you for having us.”

“Why do you have to leave now? The nights still young.” He asked puzzled.

“The little ones are kinda worn out.” She told him pointing in the direction of the youngest kids. Wendy was draped over the seat of a chair her arms and head hanging over one side and her legs over the other. Her buttocks and lower back were covered with bandages. Tracie was laying on her back on top of a table snoring away. Robert had lost the battle to keep his eyes open and was slumped over in a chair and Susan was unsuccessfully trying to stifle a yawn. Master Black looked at the sleepy children.

“I see what you mean.” He told her “I guess that little kids need their rest.”.

“Yeah especially since they were doing all the stuff.” She pointed out.

“True Tracie and Wendy especially.” Master Black observed. “Well you make sure they get home okay and don’t forget to pick up the flyers for up coming events on the way out. You should be receiving your News letters every month that will keep you apprised of future events and meetings.”

“Thank you.” Diana responded. “We had a great time.”

The kids prepared to leave Diana and Susan decided to keep their Dominatrix gear on. The other kids put their street cloths on. It was only with some difficulty that Tracie was awakened so she could dress. Mindy asked Wendy if she was going to put her underwear back on when she just pulled on her sundress. She was shocked to find out that Wendy had not worn any underwear and that it was normal for her. Mindy looked over the quartet of pre-schoolers.

“Good thing I drove the minivan.” Mindy stated. “It looks like Wendy is not the only one that needs a ride home.”

“Yeah I think you are right about that.” Diana agreed. “I’m glad you are going to take them home.”

“Well I am curious about what Wendy’s parents are like.” Mindy remarked. “I mean they let her take a lot of abuse.”

“Well to be honest with you, I don’t think that anybody expected her to be beaten as bad as she did..” Diana told her. “I’m worried about their reaction when they find out how bad she got tore up.

“So I have to face them first !” Mindy said. ”Thanks a lot!”

“No you don’t.” Tracie told her. “I do I am her mistress I have to face them not you. You’re just a slave.”

“Thanks...I think.” Mindy replied.

Diana collected the various flyers for upcoming events as well as some for Bondage and Discipline gear. As she looked through them she spotted one for a Pony Girl Derby. She called out to Susan.

“Hey check this out! They have a Pony Girl race in two weeks!” She announced holding op the flyer.

“I like that idea!” Susan said. Then the smile left her face. “Two weeks? Wendy won’t be ready yet. Her and Megan are my best Pony Girls. I’ll show this to Jenna.”

Tracie exchanged Phone numbers with Mistress Katrina and Grand Master Victor. Both of them had decided that Tracie needed to visit their dungeons. Katrina also traded phone numbers with Wendy. She wanted to show her slaves what tough really was.

After saying their good-byes the kids went outside to help Mindy load the bikes for the little kids along with their new gear. Susan climbed in the front passenger seat and the other three climbed in back. Tracie and Robert sat in the seat and Wendy laid across them with her head in Tracie’s lap and her feet just short of Robert’s. The older kids hopped on their bikes and they all left to meet at Wendy’s. Mindy arrived first Wendy’s parent’s were concerned when the minivan pulled up in the driveway and they saw a teenage girl climb out of the drivers seat and Susie climb out of the passenger seat. Their anxiety increased as Wendy climbed out in obvious discomfort.. Their daughter NEVER showed pain. The kids pulled the bikes of the back of the van, then Wendy pulled out her trophy and plaque for winning the Iron Slave contest. Mrs. O’ Brian opened the door for the kids. Wendy called out to her when the door opened.

“Looky Mommy I won the Iron Slave contest AND set a new record!” She shouted as she trotted to the door to show off her prizes.

“Nice job honey.” Mrs. O’ Brian told her. “Who’s your friend?”

“Oh that’s Mindy she’s a new sub.” Wendy replied. “Susan and Tracie caught her.”

“Nice to meet you Mindy. I’m Mrs. O’ Brian. So how did they catch you?”

“Well.” Mindy said blushing. “I was sitting drinking a Pepsi when those two walked up.” She said pointing at Susan and Tracie. “They told me they wanted to play with me and grabbed my arms and started to swing on them. I asked them to stop and next thing I know they are all over me chaining me all up! By the time I knew what they were up to it was too late and I was their prisoner. I still am trying to figure out how they managed to pull it off.”

“Well don’t feel bad you weren’t the first and probably won’t be the last..” Mrs. O’ Brian told her. “They got me too! And I had advance warning that they did that!”

“Mommy, Me and Tracie got gift Certificates for a lot of neat toys.” Wendy announced. “You want to see them? Diana and the rest of the guys are coming here.”

“Well I guess. You might as well come in.” Mrs. O’ Brian said. “No sense standing around out here.”

The girls agreed and came in. The three five year olds brought in their new goodies. Wendy showed off her stuff first. She brought out harness ball gag with the nose hooks and had Tracie put it on her. Her mother thought it looked ‘interesting ‘ Next she took bit and bridle and put them on, her mother liked the red plume. Diana and the rest of the kids arrived at that point. Mrs. O‘ Brian invited them in. Diana handed her the instructions for caring for Wendy’s injuries and the prescriptions that Dr. Pierce had given her to give her mother along with the special wound spray. She looked over the paper work then looked at her young daughter.

“Wendy, just how bad is your bottom?” She asked.

“Not bad Mommy.” Was the reply.

“Well, Dr. Pierce left instructions for me to change your dressings and put some of this wound spray on you before you go to bed .” She said so I might as well do this now. Pull your dress off and lay down on the love seat.”

“Okay Mommy.” Wendy said and pulled off her sundress and kicked off her flip-flops and laid face down on the love seat.

The first thing her mother noticed was that the bandages covered more than just Wendy’s butt going part way up her back. Wendy hissed when the dressings were removed. Mrs. O’ Brian looked at her daughters shredded behind and shuddered.

“Oh Wendy! Why did you let this happen to you? She asked.

“I had to!” Wendy stated. “Tracie had made a bet with Mistress Katrina that I would beat her slave. The winner got to have the loser for her slave for the night. Mommy, Mistress Katrina is bigger than YOU! If I had lost she would have KILLED Tracie!

Mrs. O; Brian looked over at Tracie who was sitting with her head down. Diana was watching what was happening and spoke up.

“Wendy you should tell your mother that after you won you had them restart the machine so you could pad your count.” Diana reminded her. “Tracie had to order you to stop!”

Mrs. O’ Brian looked over her daughters shredded bottom , she needed a lot more bandages than she had in the house. She turned to the two teenagers.

“Could you do me a favor and go up to the drug store to fill these prescriptions and get some bandages please?”

Mindy looked over at Darla.

“You know where this place is right?” She asked.

“Yup.” Darla responded.

“Okay let’s go.” Mindy said.

Mrs. O’ Brian wrote out a shopping list and gave it, two twenty dollar bills and the prescriptions to the teens and they left for the drug store. She looked over at her young daughter laying on the love seat, her buttocks and back looked horrible.

“You really look bad.” She said with a tear in her eye.

“Mommy it’s not that bad!” Wendy said. “Really!”

“Wendy your bottom looks terrible!” She said. “Does anybody else who was there look that bad?”

“Well the Stephan guy I beat looks almost as bad” Wendy told her. “And Marla looks worse! She got beat all over!”

Mrs. O’ Brian was about to ask who Marla was when she noticed Tracie was crying. She walked over to where she was sitting.

“Tracie, what’s wrong?” She asked.

*Sob* “I hurt Marla real bad!” Tracie tearfully announced. “I almost put her eye out! I really messed up!”

Tracie put her head in her lap and cried , her little body racked with sobs. Diana sat down next to her and put her arm around Tracie and hugged her.

“Don’t cry Tracie.” She told her junior Dom. “Grand Master Victor pushed you into punishing Marla like that. If he did not want you to do what you did he would have stopped you, like he did when you could not control the bull whip and he taught you how to use it right?”

“Yeah, I guess.” The little girl responded. “It’s just Marla was really mad at me after I was done.”

“Well you let Marla punish you right?” Diana said “She hung you by your wrists and whipped you.”

“Yeah, it really hurt when she whipped my peepee.” Tracie told her.

“Right! Just remember you were supposed to punish her.” Diana pointed out. ” Adults play rougher than kids.”

“I guess.” Tracie agreed. “But next time he can do his own punishing!”

“Yeah I think we will let the other doms discipline their own people.” Diana said.

“I like that idea, I don’t like hurting people.” Tracie said.

The two girls hugged.

Mindy had a few questions for Darla, since Darla was closer to her own age she figured that she could relate better to her.

“Darla just how did you end up hanging out with and being tied up by all those little kids?” Mindy wanted to know.

“Well it started out when I found some bondage magazines in the trash and tried to tie myself up like the pictures. Diana caught me one day and helped me bind myself, she later brought in Toby, then his little sister Tracie found out and she told Susie and Wendy. They have been doing most of the recruiting so we have lots of little kids.” Darla answered. “That’s why I’m glad you got caught. I really hope you join up I would like to have somebody close to my own age.”

“You know Darla.” Mindy started. “This could be fun...As long as that little Tracie kid is not whipping the shit out of me . What she did to that poor Marla was horrible!

“Yeah Tracie sometimes does get out of hand.” Darla agreed . “She really is not a bad kid she just loses control sometimes. When she does lose it she feels real bad about. She let me use a whip on her on her birthday because she had lost control a couple of times and made me cry and felt that I had to hurt her to make things right. We usually have her stick with Wendy, because she actually likes that sort of stuff.!”

“That’s why she had Marla hang and whip her right?” Mindy asked.

“Yup! That’s how she thinks.” Darla told her. “She came up with that idea after she made Wendy cry by calling her fat of all things!”

“You mean that kid that we have to get all this stuff for because she let herself get beat so bad will cry if you call her fat?” Mindy asked incredulously.

“Yup. You can beat the shit out of her and she laughs it off.” Darla informed her. But tickle her or call her fat and you have her in tears in no time! She and Tracie are really close. “

“I saw that .They were both were worried about each other.“Mindy commented.

“Yeah for all the tough front Wendy puts up and the craziness Tracie sometimes exhibits both of them are really sensitive.” Darla pointed out.

The girls arrived at the drug store and picked up the supplies that were needed to take care of Wendy. By the time they returned to Wendy’s the younger kids were ready to crash Bobby’s mother had already picked him up. Darla left with Diana, Toby and Tracie to get them home before their parents returned and they had to come up with explanations for their appearance. Caroline and Susie showed Mindy the dungeon in the basement. Mindy was quite impressed. Susie gave her a number of bondage magazines to study so she would have a better understanding of what she was getting into. Mindy told them she was looking forward to doing a session with them.