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WARNING!  This story is only for adults over the age of 18 and
contains Strong Sexual Content.  It is intended as a work of
fiction for ADULTS only, and the author does not in any way
condone similar behavior.
If you are under the age or 18 or reside in a state, nation, or
planet that prohibits such behavior, stop reading immediately!!!


"Davinia 1: The Price of Oil"

By <a href="mailto:sfmaster@att.net">sfmaster@att.net</a>

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"Davinia CH03 PT3" by sfmaster@att.net

Davinia CH03 PT3: A Close Shave

The next morning, Davinia was awakened by Yvette, who conducted
her for a morning bath.  Davinia was bathed and her hair washed,
and her underarms and legs were shaved.

But what happened next would change her forever!

Davinia stood up in the bathroom after her legs were done, only
to have Yvette look sternly at her.

"Not finished, Mademoiselle!  Lady Samantha has ordered me to
shave ze pussy!"

Davinia then sat back down on the specially constructed seat and
opened her legs.  She had never had her pussy shaved, nor a
Brazilian wax!  Now her sex was going to be totally bare!

She sat silently as Yvette lathered her pussy with a shaving
brush, then sat rock still as Yvette, with a straight razor,
shaved her sex clean!  

"Relax, Mademoiselle!  I have shaved many pussies, and have never
cut once!"

"Thanks......Yvette," Davinia stuttered in response.

Davinia looked at herself in the mirror, and she was covered in
angry red marks from yesterday's flogging.  How could Lady
Samantha have been so loving, yet have yielded the flogger with
such ferocity?

Now it was her pussy shaved, and next she knew she was to be
tattooed and ringed!  Once that happened, she knew that she would
be the "property" that Erin said she would become!

Tearfully she watched as her bush was shaved off, leaving her sex
totally bare.  She could not believe how this small change could
make her feel so different!

Yvette brought out a small mirror, and Davinia looked at her now
bare sex!  Her lips were clearly visible, and Yvette opened them
to show Davinia her clit within!

Davinia gasped at seeing herself this way, totally vulnerable
with her sex exposed!

Yvette completed her task by dusting Davinia's exposed sex with
some power to sooth the friction of shaving.

"I will shave you every few days to keep your sex clean, non?"
said Yvette.

"Yes, thank you, Yvette."

Both Davinia and Erin were fed breakfast at the same time. 
Davinia noticed that Erin had some new stripes as well on her
naked body, but did not ask about them.  There would be plenty of
time later.

Davinia noticed that Erin's sex had been shaved bare as well!  So
both of them had endured the same indignity!

It was after breakfast that Davinia learned the next phase of her
slavery!  That her body no longer belonged to her, and that
anything her owner desired could be done to it!

First, both Davinia and Erin's feet were locked into pairs of
black four inch high heels!  These weren't the same heels on sale
in the High Street!  They had an ankle strap with a D-ring where
a small lock could be placed.  Once locked on, without a key,
there would be no way to remove them!

But further humiliations were to come!  Both girls were told to
empty their bowels and clean their bottoms with petroleum jelly,
and Davinia feared what was about to come!

Yvette now had two differently sized rubber butt plugs.  She
displayed them for her charges.

"Mademoiselle Erin will open ze legs and show Mademoiselle
Davinia her bottom, non?"

Erin bent over and hands on her buttocks, opened her cheeks to
accommodate the invader of her rear!  Yvette lubricated the
thing, and gently pushed the object into her companion!

Davinia saw how the thing was shaped, and once inside Erin's
tight hole, it would be held within.  Pushing gently, Yvette
gradually got it inside Erin, and once past her sphincter, it was
held in place!

"Mademoiselle is tight, non?  She has not worn ze plug for a long
time?"

"Thank you, Yvette," said Erin as she stood up, with the massive
plug inside her bottom.

"Merci, Mademoiselle," Yvette replied.

It was now Davinia's turn to have her bottom plugged!  She bent
over and assumed the same position her companion had, opening her
bottom cheeks to accommodate the thing inside her!

"Relax, Mademoiselle!  It will be easier!" said Yvette.

First her pussy, now her bottom!  What would Sir Ian do next to
her?  She glanced at Erin, who stood in her high heels as it
nothing was wrong!  She wondered why Erin wasn't clawing at the
plug, trying to pull it out of her backside!

Davinia felt the lubricated plug enter her bottom, and Yvette
gently pushed the thing inside her.  It was smaller than Erin's
and she wondered how Erin could acclimatize herself to such a
massive object!

Tears came to her eyes as her bottom was filled by the rubber
invader, and then it passed inside her, and Davinia was certain
she had heard a "pop" as her anal muscles closed around the
smaller base of the plug!

"Ahhhh!" Davinia cried when the butt plug was firmly seated
inside her bottom.

"It's all right," Erin comforted her, "you'll soon get used to
it.  It just takes time."

Davinia stood upright, and tried to walk.  The combination of the
high heels and the butt plug was an agonizing pair; and she tried
her best to remain standing.

But that was not the last surprise that Sir Ian had for Davinia!
Before being placed in the cell together, Yvette locked chains to
their wrists and ankles a little longer than twelve inches!  

The cell door swung shut with a frightful "clang" as Yvette
closed it behind her!

"Mademoiselles, don't go anywhere, or Sir Ian will be very
angry!"

It didn't take long before Davinia had collapsed on the cot,
tears coming down her cheeks.  She placed her head in her hands,
and the chain mocked her agonies.

"There now," said Erin, who sat next to her, "it's all right! 
We're together now!"

"How can you say it's all right," Davinia bawled, "look at us! 
Naked and in chains, whipped and flogged, treated as sex
objects!"

"You've just got to get used to it," Erin answered.

"No, and I'm going to start right now!" Davinia answered.

Davinia stood up and opened her legs the maximum that her ankle
chain would allow.  Then she reached down between her legs, and
tried to gain a purchase on the butt plug!

"NO!" Erin said firmly, "don't remove the plug!  Leave it inside
you, please!"

"Why?" Davinia demanded.

"If you remove the plug, Sir Ian will have the largest plug
inserted at once, and unless you've been stretched, that will be
very unpleasant for you!  And we'll both be whipped - horribly!"
stated Erin, fear in her voice.

"Look at me!" Davinia cried, "last night I was flogged to tears,
today my pussy gets shaved, a plug is placed in my bottom, and
I'm chained in a jail cell!"

"That's our lot in life," consoled Erin, "there's nothing we can
do about it."

Davinia clicked her heels walking to the cell door, which she
tried to open without any effect!  Cold steel was no match for
naked female flesh!

"We're prisoners," said Davinia, "naked and caged!"

"Sit down then," suggested Erin as she patted the cot next to
her, "and we'll find something to do to pass the time."

"Suck your nipples and pussy?"

"Why not?" Erin replied.

"Isn't that what our captors want us to do?  To keep ourselves
sexually hot all the time?" Davinia asked.

"Yes," said Erin, "last year when I was with Lady Samantha she
captured a new slave girl.  She didn't want to serve sexually. 
Lady Samantha told me she had sold the girl to a brothel in South
America where she had to service 20 men a day!"

"That's horrible!" Davinia cried.

"So keep in mind they always have something worse up their
sleeves!" said Erin.

"So you're saying we're better off being owned by Sir Ian?"

"I've seen girls with rings in their noses, nipples, and pussy! 
Sir Ian will only tattoo your name above your breast.  Some girls
have tattoos that read slut, slave, and whore!"

Davinia was in shocked silence as Erin told what she had seen! 
She walked back to the cot and sat next to Erin, her skin
retaining the scent of the French Bath soap that Yvette had
used.

"I can't believe I've got this thing up my arse," said Davinia.

"Actually, it's for your own benefit," Erin explained.

"How?"

"As a slave, all of your holes are available to your Master or
Mistress.  A lot of Masters won't even be interested in your
pussy.  Sir Ian once sent me to Russia as a gift for an oil
contract, and all he did was fuck my bottom!"

"No!"

"Really!  Three time a week he used my bottom, gave me the
occasional flogging, and ignored me the rest of the time.  It was
only after his wife got jealous did he send me back to Sir Ian!"

"You know I heard some daft conversations at the hairdresser's
over the years, but this has got to be one of the strangest in my
whole life!" Davinia declared.

"Come, lay on your back and hold your arms out.  I promise I'll
make it worthwhile.  I'll try to make you forget the plug up your
bottom, if only for a little while," said Erin.

Davinia did as she was told, and Erin, chains and all, began to
kiss her on the lips.

"We've got to enjoy whatever time we have, Davinia.  Who knows
where we'll be a month from now.  Or if we'll ever see each other
again.  Sometimes I see girls again that Sir Ian owns, or else I
never see them again.  We have to make the best of our
situation."

"I understand, it's just that......"

"What?" asked Erin.

"Am I really going to get a plug up my arse that big?"

"Since you've been whipped; cropped; and flogged; the answer is
yes.  But Sir Ian doesn't want to damage his new property, so
he'll gradually train your bottom with larger ones."

"How can you talk so calmly about such hideous things?" Davinia
asked.

"Experience," Erin answered, "I've been down this road before."

					***

"Mmmmmmmmph!"

Davinia and Erin were now confined the same way in the Dayroom. 
Their wrists and ankles were locked to spreader bars; and the
ceiling chain kept their feet from just touching the floor. 
Their feet were locked into four inch high heels; and lastly red
rubber ball gags silenced them.  They were confined just feet
apart, and could see the other's discomfort!

"Mmmmmmmmmph!

"Mademoiselles are comfortable, non?" asked Yvette.

Yvette was dressed in her familiar Black Latex Maid's uniform;
complete with matching latex stockings; corset; apron; headpiece;
and gloves.  Around her waist was a belt from which hung a set of
nipple clamps and a riding crop!

"Mademoiselles are good, today, non?  Yvette does not have to use
the riding crop on naughty English females, oui?"

"Mmmmmmmmph!"

"Yvette has entertained Erin many times, oui?  But never Davinia,
non?"

Davinia shook her head from side to side.  What was Yvette up to,
after she had hung them from the ceiling?

Yvette walked over to Davinia, and began to fondle her breasts
and pinch her nipples!

"Mmmmmmmph!" Davinia moaned with the red rubber ball in her
mouth.

"Such nice breasts, non?  Did a lover ever pinch them,
Mademoiselle?"

"Mmmmmmmmph!"

The previous day, Davinia and Erin had been left alone in the
cell.  They have made leisurely love together, even with the
plugs up their bottoms.  Yvette had come to remove the plugs to
allow them to empty their bowels, then would replace the things
in their backsides.

Today, it was back to the lash, again!

Davinia's eyes widened in shock when she watched as Yvette
removed the chain containing two nipple clamps from her belt!

"A new fashion accessory for Mademoiselle!"

Davinia's nipples were already erect from the pinching that they
had received, and Yvette had no trouble placing the clamps on her
erect buds!  Helplessly confined by leather and steel in the
shape of an "X" there was nothing she could as her femaleness was
under assault!

"Is Mademoiselle wet, non?  If she is wet, then she desires the
crop.  If she is not wet, then she should be, she will be cropped
for not being wet!"

"Mmmmmmmph!" Davinia moaned.

Davinia stole a glance at her companion, and all that Erin could
do was to commiserate with her eyes; since her mouth was filled
with the red rubber ball as well!

Yvette's latex gloved hand probed the folds of her sex and
penetrated within!  Helpless, her sex was available to whatever
outrages might be in store for her!

"Oui, Mademoiselle is wet!" exclaimed Yvette, "Sir Ian and Lady
Samantha will be so pleased!"

In her chains, Davinia reflected that by now, of course she was
wet.  Just the merest hint that she might be bound in some way
excited her, and the sight of the whip, crop, or flogger made her
burn with desire!

Just as Erin had said, she would associate pleasure with pain. 
Right now, she wanted nothing more than Yvette to use the crop on
her waist to stripe Davinia again.

This would be the first time that Davinia had been disciplined by
Yvette (she assumed that only Sir Ian and Lady Samantha could
discipline slaves); and gagged at the same time!

The gag would remove any choice she had in being punished!  She
would be unable to beg to stop her punishment.

Davinia waited, and dreaded, what Yvette would do next!  Yvette
removed the riding crop from her belt, and flexed it between her
gloved hands, then tapped the leather padded end onto one palm!

"Mademoiselle enjoys the crop, non?" Yvette asked as she
brandished the crop in front of her naked and bound captive.

"Mmmmmmmmph!" Davinia grunted.

"Oui, Mademoiselle!"

That was the signal for her punishment to begin!  Yvette began to
use the crop carefully on Davinia's tormented breasts!  The
crop's pad struck her breast above her clamped nipple, or else on
the side of her breast.  Each impact made her breast, and the
chain linking the clamps, bounce and the chain jingle!

"Mmmmmmmph!" cried Davinia.

Once Yvette had punished both of Davinia's breasts equally, other
parts of her bound body soon came in for use!  First was the
sensitive skin of her underarms, and soon sweat was dripping down
her sides!

Imprisoned by steel and leather, and gagged with the ball in her
mouth, all Davinia could do was to hang in her captivity and
absorb every cruel impact of the crop!  Tears fell from her eyes,
and there was no one to comfort her in her time of agony!

"Mademoiselle looks beautiful, non?" Yvette asked her two gagged
companions.

Snick!  Snick!  Snick!

The crop followed it's way down Davinia's naked body, the pad
leaving a trail of red marks to indicate it's passage!  Davinia
moaned whenever the crop struck her particularly hard, or else a
vulnerable spot!

"Mmmmmmmph!" Davinia moaned.

Just yesterday, Davinia had been flogged, and now she was again
being punished!  But while her flesh was being cropped, Davinia
realized that she was actually enjoying her discipline!

Hanging naked next to Erin, being punished by a Latex Maid, her
flesh red and marked, should have revolted her.  Instead, Davinia
not only wanted the crop, she wanted to be punished.  Yesterday,
she had screamed in pain, today that was denied her!  It was
another phase in her slavery!

The pad was now striking her exposed and defenseless bottom! 
Davinia knew that every time she would sit down, she would
remember this session!

"Mmmmmmmph!" Davinia tried to scream when the pad struck her
newly exposed pussy!  She fought against her chains in a vain
attempt to avoid the crop, but it was a futile attempt!

"Mademoiselle does not like her pussy whipped, non?  Perhaps a
dildo, oui?"

Yvette removed a series of straps from the wall rack.  She did
not display it for Davinia, but instead placed it on her
instead!

First a belt tightly encircled her waist, but that was only the
start!  Next a strap was drawn between her legs, and Davinia felt
a dildo pushing at the entrance of her sex!

"Mademoiselle will enjoy being cropped with a dildo in her sex,
non?"

Davinia squealed when the dildo was drawn up inside her wet sex,
in fact it entered her easily!  Then Yvette cinched the strap
tightly, imprisoning the dildo within Davinia's pussy!

"Mmmmmmmmmph!" Davinia cried out again, was there no end to her
humiliation?

Once again, the crop beat it's deadly cadence on Davinia's
exposed flesh!  She experienced both pain and pleasure together!
Every time she moved when the crop struck her, the dildo moved
within her sex!  Worse, the evil thing had a clit stimulator!  

Davinia could not believe the agony that she was now subject to!
Her body was wracked as one sensation after another tore through
her like a tidal wave!

She felt as if she was going to pass out, when her punishment
suddenly stopped!  Davinia hung limply in her chains, wondering
what had happened.

"Very good, Yvette," complimented Lady Samantha, "I see that
you've driven poor Davinia to a state of Erotic agony."

"Oui, Lady Samantha, thank you!"

"Sir Ian will be pleased.  I'm sure that the next time I'll use
you in the same way."

"Oui, Mistress!"

Lady Samantha stroked Davinia's firm breasts, weighing them in
her hands, pulling ever so gently on the clamps imprisoning her
nipples!

Then her hand reached down between Davinia's loins, and she
pressed on the leather strap, driving the dildo deeper into her
cunt.

"I was planning on doing this to Davinia later myself, but it
really doesn't matter who got there first.  Being punished like
this has given her a new level of torment," said Lady Samantha.

Lady Samantha was again dressed in a latex outfit and boots that
hugged her figure and displayed her feminine curves beautifully.

"Mmmmmmmph!" moaned Davinia as she slowly regained her senses.

"What a good slave you've become, Davinia.  The flogger
yesterday, your pussy shaved today.  You'll soon be ready for Sir
Ian's tattoo and rings!"

"Mmmmmmmph!"

"Have you done anything to Erin yet?" asked Lady Samantha.

"Non, Mistress."

"Good.  I haven't punished Erin for a while, and I'm sure she
misses my whip.  Has Davinia ever seen her friend punished?"

"Non, Mistress."

"Good.  Leave Davinia where she is, and give me my whip.  It's
time to give Erin some attention, don't you agree?"

					***

Lady Samantha coiled the whip in her hands and placed the handle
under Erin's chin.  She had not removed Erin's gag, so the red
rubber ball was still firmly locked within her mouth!

"Mmmmmmph!" Erin moaned when she was confronted by the whip!

"Of all of Sir Ian's slaves, Erin, I have to admit that you're my
favorite!  You may say that you resent the lash, but I know that
deep down, you really love to be whipped!  Of course, when you
were first captured, that wasn't true, but over time you learned
first to tolerate and then enjoy, my whip!"

"Mmmmmmmmph!"

Erin now had the degrading experience of having her breasts
fondled and her nipples pinched!  Lady Samantha did not pause,
and proceeded to insert her fingers into Erin's newly shaved
sex!

"Wet, as usual, dear.  You trained well and quickly, Erin.  That
is why you still belong to Sir Ian and not to me!"

Lady Samantha then stuck her wet fingers into her mouth, and
sucked off Erin's female secretions!

"You taste divine, Erin.  This whip does wonders in making a girl
taste sweet!"

"Mmmmmmmph!"

"I know that you're eager for the whip, Erin.  I'm happy to
oblige."

Until now, Davinia had never seen Erin punished!  She watched in
rapt fascination as Lady Samantha stood back, and let the whip
uncoil.

Erin hung silently in her chains, and Davinia saw that her hands
were tightly clenched.  Davinia guessed Erin was digging her
nails into her palms in anticipation of what was about to come!

"You're such a lovely girl, Erin.  I'm going to enjoy marking
your luscious body again!"

Swish, Crack!  Swish, Crack!  Swish, Crack!

Davinia cringed when she saw that Lady Samantha was marking Erin
with each stroke of the whip!

Swish, Crack!  Swish, Crack!  Swish, Crack!

The leather sang it's deadly song in the dayroom as Lady Samantha
whipped her bound and silenced captive.  Davinia did not know how
Erin would perform under the lash, but since she had been a slave
for years, Erin had told Davinia that she was used to being
whipped!

Swish, Crack!  Swish, Crack!  Swish, Crack!

"Mmmmmmmmph!" Erin moaned.

"Something wrong, darling?" Lady Samantha asked, "why we're just
getting started."

Swish, Crack!  Swish, Crack!  Swish, Crack!

Lady Davinia circled around the hanging Erin like a predator
circling prey.  She would deliver a new stroke of the whip to
Erin's breasts, her bottom, and the insides of her thighs, even
her sex!

Swish, Crack!  Swish, Crack!  Swish, Crack!

"Mmmmmmmmph!"

"Perhaps I should use a new kind of gag that would silence you
completely, Erin.  You're making entirely too much noise, my
dear!"

Swish, Crack!  Swish, Crack!  Swish, Crack!

Erin pulled without effect on her chains in an effort to escape
her punishment!  But her bondage was total!  Exposed and
helpless, her body taut in the shape of an "X" all Erin could do
was hang from the ceiling and Lady Samantha would continue her
whipping!

"It's a pity that Sir Ian doesn't put rings in your nipples and
sex, Erin.  It would so much improve your body!  A clit piercing
with the right insert would keep you sexually aroused all the
time!"  said Lady Samantha between strokes of the whip.

Swish, Crack!  Swish, Crack!  Swish, Crack!

"Mmmmmmmmph!" Erin moaned in pain and pleasure as the whip left
it's deadly mark on her naked female body.

With Erin now being punished, Davinia was given a chance to
recover from her cropping!  She was still hanging naked in
chains, her nipples imprisoned by the clamps, and the dildo
harness around her loins, but she gradually recuperated from her
ordeal!

Davinia bit down on the rubber ball in her mouth, hoping that the
hated thing would be removed!  But still, she appreciated how by
removing the power of speech, it had introduced her to a new
level of sexuality!

Swish, Crack!  Swish, Crack!  Swish, Crack!

The whip continued to sing it's deadly song of pain across Erin's
flesh!  Tears fell from her eyes, and there was no one to wipe
them away or ease her pain.  The life of a slave girl was indeed
a hard one!

"You mark so well, Erin.  I wish owned you myself!"

Swish, Crack!  Swish, Crack!  Swish, Crack!

"Mmmmmmmmmph!" Erin cried.

"Perhaps I'll ask Sir Ian to loan you again to me, perhaps for
six months?  That way we can get to know each other again?"

Swish, Crack!  Swish, Crack!  Swish, Crack!

The last three strokes were delivered harder than the earlier
ones, and Erin reacted by fighting against her bondage!

"Mmmmmmmmph!" Erin moaned again, in pain from her whipping.

Davinia wondered what it would be like to be owned by Lady
Samantha?  She had experienced the Mistress both during her harsh
punishment with the flogger, and tenderly later in bed.  She
wondered what kind of woman kept female slaves!

Swish, Crack!  Swish, Crack!  Swish, Crack!

Erin was now in obvious distress as her breasts and the inside of
her thighs were under attack from the whip!  Tears streamed down
her cheeks!

Swish, Crack!  Swish, Crack!  Swish, Crack!

Erin did not bother even to protest from behind her gag.  She
knew that nothing would stop Lady Samantha from giving her the
harsh punishment that she was destined to receive!

Swish, Crack!  Swish, Crack!  Swish, Crack!

"Mmmmmmmmmph!" Erin tried to scream when a severe series of
strokes laced her body in pain.  Would there be no end to her
misery?

Swish, Crack!  Swish, Crack!  Swish, Crack!

"Mmmmmmmmmph!"  Erin again was striped with the whip!  Lady
Samantha was indeed a harsh Mistress, and Davinia wondered how
Erin could take being whipped like this!

Then it was over, as Lady Samantha coiled the whip in front of
Erin's eyes.

"You performed very well, my dear.  I hope you perform equally as
well in bed tonight, as you know you must satisfy me there as
well," said Lady Samantha.

"Mmmmmmmmph!"

"Yvette, you may release these two sluts, give them a bath, food
and a rest.  I'll be taking Erin tonight, and you may have
Davinia."

"Oui, Mistress."

"Enjoy yourself!" said Lady Samantha as she turned on her heels
and exited the Dayroom, leaving two severely disciplined slave
girls behind!

					***

That evening Davinia discovered that not everything appeared what
it seemed.  When she had helped Yvette out of her latex Maid's
uniform, she discovered that Yvette's nipples had small rings in
them!  Her sex was pierced also with a small bar that must have
kept her in a high state of arousal!  But lastly, on her back,
above her buttocks, was tattooed the word "THIEF."

"Mademoiselle sees how I am marked, non?"

"Yes, Mistress."

"I am a Mistress over you for one night, tomorrow I am again a
slave," said Yvette, sadly.

Yvette's small room had a tub/shower just big enough for one. 
She took a quick shower as Davinia waited for her, chained, in
the also small bedroom.  Davinia was chained by her collar to a
ring set in the wall above the bed.  Her hands were locked behind
her so that she could not give herself a climax!

Yvette entered the bedroom, naked.  There was no need for female
modesty amongst slave girls!

Davinia watched as she dried her luscious body, did her hair and
nails, and perfumed herself.

When she was ready Yvette unlocked Davinia's wrists and pulled
her naked companion next to her on the bed.  But she did not at
first make a move on her!

"When Sir Ian had me kidnapped I was whipped three times a day,
sometimes by him, usually by Lady Samantha.  He said that I was a
little thief and a whore, and he would make me pay horribly,"
began Yvette, in perfect English, and without any trace of a
accent.

"He threatened to have my clit circumcised so that I would never
have sexual pleasure again, and send me off to a terrible place
in the world where I would have to service dozens of men each
day."

"What happened?" Davinia asked.

"Lady Samantha said that I was too good a slave for that grim
fate.  She offered to buy me on many occasions.  Finally, Sir Ian
relented, and you can see my additional marks and rings."

"I see you have a bar in your clit, what does that do to you?"

"I am horny all the time!" said Yvette, "I am wet with desire all
day.  At night the slightest movement sets me off!"

"That must be horrible!"

"Not as horrible as being a slave in a primitive mining camp
servicing dozens of men each day!"

"Yvette, can I ask why you now speak perfect English?"

"My father was French, my mother English.  They met while she was
on holiday in Nice.  I was brought up in both countries."

"How did you become a hotel Maid?"

"I went to school for clothes and trained to be a beautician.  My
father lost all his money in a crooked investment, and my mother
died shortly afterwards.  I took the job in the hotel, and made
the mistake of stealing from some very rich people.  You know the
rest," Yvette finished telling Davinia her story.

"Thank you, Yvette," said Davinia.

Yvette held up her right breast and toyed with the ring implanted
in her flesh.

"I am worse off than the lowest Parisian whore," said Yvette, "I
am like a trained seal that performs at the circus.  Today I
cropped you on the orders of Sir Ian.  Tomorrow I shall again
feel the lash of Sir Ian, there is no escape!"

Davinia held silent when her naked companion told of her misery.

"But that leaves tonight, Mademoiselle!  Come, let me sample your
pussy that I have shaved so expertly!  I am sure that Erin has
trained you well in the art of making love to a woman, non?"

Yvette took Davinia that night like a ravenous beast.  She sucked
on her breasts and pussy, then donned a dildo harness and fucked
Davinia from behind.

Their lovemaking was first violent and quick, and later slow and
leisurely.  Davinia was able to satisfy Yvette with her tongue,
giving her several climaxes, easy since she was already pierced!

During the night, Davinia noticed that Yvette was subject to
terrible nightmares.  She heard Yvette pleading in her sleep for
the whippings to stop, and wondered what horrible ordeals Sir Ian
had subjected her to for the crime of stealing.

She resolved that she would always obey Sir Ian, hoping to remain
on his good side to avoid excess punishment.  Davinia wondered if
that was going to be enough!

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