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3. The Weekend Break:
Public Humiliation
When it was time for bed on Friday, John went with me to the basement. I was told that the alarm would not sound on Saturday or Sunday and that until Sunday night, when it would again be secured, the door would remain unlocked. I was free to move about the place as I chose. The only stipulation, of course, I had to remain naked, with my collar and cuffs in place. One of the reasons for that is to give me a better feel for what being a slave is all about. "Not every waking hour is spent in bondage, or being sexually or otherwise abused. Sometimes, as in anyone's life, there is down time. Not all owners demand it, but I know several who make their slaves remain naked for their entire contract."
When we got to the basement, I asked John, "Are you allowed to tell me how well you think I'm doing?"
"Oh yes, after all, it is an evaluation process that has been established by the society to which we are all members. I can tell you that from what I have seen so far, you will be in very high demand. You are doing very well indeed. You have shown a lot of spirit and a willingness to endure things. I would think you'll have several offers by the end of these sessions. It wouldn't surprise me at all if we started getting them as soon as the files are posted this weekend."
"Does that mean I have a say in where and with whom I will go?"
"Certainly. Heather and I will go over it in more detail with you when we near the end of next week. Essentially, you read the offers, then set up an appointment to meet with the prospective owner/master/mistress. If you don't feel comfortable for any reason, you simply tell them you need more time to think and that you have other offers to consider. But you should always take your time. After all, you may be committing yourself to year-long contract for the purpose of being used and abused. Make sure it is with someone you feel comfortable."
I raised myself up onto my tiptoes then and kissed John on the cheek. "Thank you sir."
He just smiled at me, then spanked my ass and said, "Don't get all mushy on me now."
Then he turned and said, "Goodnight you little slut!"
"Goodnight sir."
Saturday morning, I awoke pretty early. I took care of all my toiletry and shower needs, then went upstairs. Most of the household staff had this weekend off, so no one was in the kitchen. I found the stuff I needed and made coffee. While it was brewing, I hunted around for the things I would need to make breakfast. As soon as I heard someone stirring upstairs, I put the bacon on to fry. I was just draining it and putting it on a paper towel when Heather and John came into the room. John was wearing a pair of boxer shorts, but Heather was nude. She was also wearing her collar and cuffs. John saw the look on my face and said, "Yes, last night, Heather was my slave."
I just nodded, I had more or less assumed that they had a master/slave relationship.
I had already chopped up some ham and onions and was grating some cheese. "I kind of thought scrambled eggs would be good. Is that good for you guys?"
They both said it sounded great. As we ate, Heather said, "I have a little surprise for you today, but you have to agree to do this my way."
I gave her a raised eyebrow look and said, "Okay.what do I have to do?"
"We are going to take you shopping today. We will go out to an adult store that we know. There you will pick out a bondage DVD. They have a computer so you can put the DVD in and skip around on it to check out scenes. Once you find one that you would like to do, we will get it and spend some time choosing which scenes we should reenact with you as the star."
"That sounds like fun."
"Here's the catch. We will let you put your skirt and top that you wore here back on. Since you wore incorrect shoes, you will have to go barefoot. You must also wear your collar and cuffs."
"That will be a bit humiliating, but I'm okay with that."
"Your ankles will not be chained, but your wrists will. In addition, while we are in the store, if other patrons indicate an interest in your attributes, you may have to show them. In fact, there is a good chance you will spend some time inside the store, naked."
"Will they be allowed to touch for fondle me?"
"Is that a problem for you?"
"No, I'm just trying to get my mind wrapped around it all."
"So, you'll do it?"
"Yes."
"I didn't tell you this beforehand, but John will be filming parts of it and it will be posted later today as a bonus update, which will raise your value tremendously. John and I feel that you are about to become a very rich young lady."
"Is this something that you ask all your trainees to do?"
"Yes, and the majority turn us down, not willing to have to strip in public."
After breakfast, I cleaned things up while John and Heather went to take care of their morning routines. When they came down, John said he was going to do the final editing and get my updates all posted. "I'll do the bonus late tonight or early tomorrow."
While John went to the office, Heather and I went out the back door to go for a walk. It was strange being outside like we were, both of us naked and wearing slave collars and cuffs. "I called up to the stable and asked Tim to saddle two ponies for us, would you like to go riding?"
"Oh, I'd love to. I used to ride a lot as a young girl."
At the stable, Tim met us leading two nice pinto ponies. He smiled and said, "You know why I love this job, Miss Heather? Where else could a guy like me have to beautiful naked ladies come and throw their legs up over a saddle showing me their wonderful pussies. This has to be the best job in the world."
"Oh Tim, you exaggerate."
"No Mam, think about it. I'm going to sit here and watch you and little Jessica over there as you trot off, titties bouncing. This is dream job."
Heather and I rode for nearly two hours before returning to the stable. It was very relaxing and a lot of fun. As I swung my leg over the back of the horse to dismount, Tim said, "Whooee!! Jessica, that little pussy of yours is some kind of sweet looking."
I just smiled and shook my head as Heather and I headed back toward the house. "John should just about be finished posting your files. We can spot check them if you'd like?"
"Can we? I'd love to see some of it."
Once we were back in the house, we did a spot check on some of my files and I was very pleased with them. They all showed me in pretty good light and I didn't think I came off badly at all. The video I really liked was the sensory deprivation session. I was really hot in that scene.
I would have liked to seen more, but Heather handed me my skirt and top. "Put these skimpy little things on. Let's go shopping."
I crawled into the back seat of their car, more than a little apprehensive. I was about to be publicly humiliated, and was doing it willingly. It took us about an hour to get to the place they liked out on the highway. When we pulled into the parking lot, it was obvious that business was good. There were several cars and a few big rigs in the lot. John parked pretty far out from the place, obviously wanting to force me to walk as far as he could. When we got out of the car, Heather put a padlock through the D-rings on my wrists, locking them together. John lead the way, I followed him and Heather walked behind me, carrying a riding crop. Just so I knew she had it, she smacked my ass with it as we went up the steps into the place. John had gotten far enough ahead that he was now filming me being driven across the parking lot.
As we entered the place, you could tell that all of the patrons were immediately interested in me. They moved around me, making it clear they were checking me out. I was checking out the third DVD from the rack, when one guy asked Heather, "Is that all your slave is wearing?"
"Yes, it is."
"Let me guess, since she's a barefoot slave girl, I'll bet her pussy is shaved, is that right?"
"Turn to face the man Jessica, take your skirt off, and spread your legs."
When I did, John immediately started filming. The guy looked at Heather and asked, "Can I touch it?"
"You may."
I had to stand there quietly while this guy rubbed his fingers back and forth across my pussy, all of it on camera. He managed to get one finger between the lips, dipping into me slightly. "The little slut is dripping wet."
Heather just smiled at him.
As he withdrew his fingers and stood up, another guy, who had been standing there gapping at me asked, "Them tits real?"
Heather motioned for me to extend my arms. When I did, she took the padlock off my wrists, for obvious reasons. I pulled my blouse over my head, handing it to her. I was now buck naked, standing in the middle of an adult toy store with about ten other patrons, all gawking at me. This time, when Heather locked my wrists, she pulled them behind my back. The guy who had request the view then asked, "Can I feel them?"
"You may."
It was almost like a signal to the others, they all lined up to come past me, fondling my tits and rubbing my pussy as John filmed it. The guy who had originally asked if he could see and fondle my tits, came back after the others had all copped another feel. He squeezed my tits again, then pinched my nipples, making them instantly hard as rocks. "I'll buy a brand new set of nipple clamps if I can put them on her."
In short order, I had round nipple clamps that had little thumbscrews to tighten them. They are also linked by a chain. The guy played with my nipples, making them hard again. He opened each clamp, when my nipple poked through, he would pull it until the clamp was set well back on each nipple, and he really clamped them down tight, trying to make me wince. Then he lifted the chain, letting it drop, so it jerked my nipples. That hurt like blazes, but I just kept my eyes on his.
I now had to spend the rest of the time we were in the shop, naked, my hands locked behind my back and with my nipples chained to each other. Between times when I was trying to pick a video, different people would come back up and ask if they could fondle me. Most were men, but there were also two women who asked if they could finger my pussy. No one was told no.
When I finally selected a DVD, Heather told me I was going to have to remain naked for the rest of the day. I was mortified, that meant I would have to exit the building and walk to the car naked.
When we left the place, John went out first to film me coming out of the store completely naked, hands locked behind me and the chain from my nipples swinging as I walked. Now I knew why he had parked way out in the back of the parking lot. I was being put on public display, while Heather walked behind me swatting my bare ass with her crop. I tried to see in every direction at once as walked. I just knew a car would drive past, or someone would come along and see me. I was really glad to finally get back in the car.
Once we were all in the car, I said, "Wow! Being naked in the store was bad enough, but I was really nervous walking to the car, naked."
"Again though, you handled it very well. That will be evident to all on the bonus update later tonight."
I sat back thinking, at least this public humiliation thing is finally over. I was wrong, I had one more little embarrassment to endure. On the way home, we stopped at a Sonic drive in. John said we would get it and take it home to eat. All was fine until the carhop brought our order. At first, I don't think she even looked into the back seat, and I thought I would go unnoticed.
If I had been sitting right behind John on the driver's side, that would have been true, she wouldn't have seen me. The trouble was, I was sitting on the passenger side, where she could see me as she bent down to give John his change.
I could tell from the look on the girl's face that the she had just noticed that I was sitting in the backseat, naked and with things hanging from my nipples.
"Excuse me sir, is that girl in your backseat naked?"
"Oh, Jessica, why yes, say Hi Jessica."
I smiled, and said, "Hi! Yes, I am naked back here."
I could tell by the way she was looking at my tits, that she wondered what the hell was going on. I quickly said, "Oh, my nipple clamps, do you like them? I do."
The girl had a sheepish look on her face as she backed away from the car. As we pulled back onto the highway, John said, "Can you imagine what that girl is telling them inside? You won't believe what I just saw, there was a naked girl in the back of that car wearing some kind of chain thing between her nipples."
When I got out of the car at the house, Heather unlocked my wrists. I looked at my tits, then asked, "May I take these off?"
"Oh heavens yes."
When I loosened the first one, I winced and said, "Oh fuck!!"
The second one was just as bad. After I took them off I rubbed my poor stinging nipples and was going to hand them to her, but she said, "No, those are yours. The man bought them for you."
I laughed and said, "You know, every time that I, or someone else puts these on my nipples, I will think about that guy."
Heather just laughed, then she said, "I want to tell you something. The way you handled that was perfect. I know those little fuckers hurt and he clamped them down hard, I saw him. He was twisting that thumbscrew hoping to make you wince and you never did. Like I say, I know those little fuckers hurt, but you never once complained or asked me to loosen them. You're pretty tough and I intend to make that fact known on this bonus update."
Now that we were at the house, I was once again free to come and go as I wished. I chose to go with John and Heather to watch the process of putting my bonus update on the site. We ate our hamburgers and stuff while John worked. It was cool watching John use a software program that let him patch all the various shots into one video. It was only about ten minutes long, but it showed all the good stuff of me taking my clothes off in public and letting various people fondle me. The shots where the guy clamped my nipples was really hot. The surprise part was at Sonic. I hadn't noticed Heather filming the whole thing. Even the horrified look on the poor carhops face was in the shot.
After watching that, we went back to watch some of the first weeks training documentation. John and Heather kept saying over and over, "My god, you're a natural."
John turned to me and said, "I have been doing this for nearly ten years now, but I have never seen anyone more suited for what you want to do. My fear is that you are so much into this as a lifestyle, that you won't be pragmatic enough to make sure you are compensated well. We will talk at length later in the week. Right now, just enjoy your submission. You're beautiful and we love you."
As if to prove his point, he pulled up another area of his website, "Look, we already have three hits that all say they will take you now and finish your training. I told you I thought we would be getting a lot of traffic on you. That update has only been posted for a little over an hour. I have a preset time when the updates automatically post. By tomorrow morning, that number could be insignificant. Especially after the bonus update goes on line at midnight."
When I woke Sunday morning, I thought I would be the first one up again. When I stepped into the kitchen from the basement stairs, I found the smell of fresh brewed coffee in the air and John making breakfast. He had a pan of biscuits in the oven and was making, "Good old fashioned GI style SOS."
I asked, "SOS, what does that stand for?"
He just laughed, "Shit on a shingle. It's really sausage gravy served on either a biscuit or toast. Best breakfast ever!"
I poured a cup of coffee and sat on one of the stools near the island workspace. "You need to step into my office and look at the emails with Jessica as the subject line."
When I sat at his computer, the entire page was from different people, but all of them had my name in the subject line. I didn't read all of them, but the few I checked blew my mind. One guy even said that I could have anything that I wanted, if I would just be his slave for one year. "You can have my house, my car, my boat, everything I own if you will just be my slave. I will come and get you tomorrow and pay off your training fee. Just say that I can have your lovely body as my own."
There were others similar to that, and it was a little overwhelming to me. I went back into the kitchen and asked John about them. "I would be a little leery of offers like that. No one is going to turn everything he owns, winding up penniless, for a years worth of fun. Write those kind of offers off."
"John, you and Heather have been so helpful in guiding me. Do you do that with all of the girls who come through here?"
"First of all, it isn't always girls. Most of the time, yes it is, but we do get some men who want to become slaves. To answer your question as asked though, we try. The problem is, not all of them have the kind of charisma that you possess. I can't think of more than two others who could ever boast of this many offers at mid-term."
"You keep talking about how much money I can make. How does that happen?"
"Once you and your new owner have come to an agreement, you enter into a contract. This contract stipulates what can and can't be done, etc. It is all pretty thorough. The amount you have agreed upon is then paid, in advance, to a trust fund, or if you have an investment broker, it is paid to them so they can manage it for you. You can't touch any of it for the term of the contract. After that, you can do as you wish. Let's say for example, at the end of a one year contract, you agree to a second year. The amount is put into your account, but frozen. The money you earned from the first year, however, is now yours to do as you wish."
It was all still pretty overwhelming to me. I had gotten into this because of the excitement of being kept naked and bound. This whole money thing sheds new light on things. It also made me feel a little giddy inside.
By now Heather had joined us, so we went back into the kitchen to eat. After breakfast, Heather and I went for a walk, while John tended to business. She was no longer wearing her cuffs and collar. She was wearing a jogging outfit. As we neared the dungeon shed, she asked me if I would like a little off camera, off the record playtime?
"Sure, I'm willing to do sex play anytime."
Inside the building, Heather moved the whipping horse so it was right up against the front of the pillory. She had me lay back on the trestle, then raised my ankles, securing them to rings near the top of the vertical beams of the pillory with short chains. Chains from my wrists, were secured to rings at their base. This more or less pushed my ass against the pillory itself. She pulled the top board of the pillory up, putting the pegs in place to hold it, then to my amazement, stuck her head through the pillory and began licking and sucking on my pussy. Reaching under the bottom board for the pillory, she spread me open with her thumbs and worked on me until my hips were rolling and I was moaning. She brought me right to the edge, then backed away. I gave her a frustrated groan. She just spanked my pussy, and said, "Soon, you little slut, soon."
While I laid there, she picked up the phone near the door and called John at the house, telling him what was going on. She hung up the phone, stripped her clothes off, then came back to fondle and titillate me again. A few minutes later, John came into the building. He slowly went to Heather, stepping behind her, he reached around her cupping her tits, she closed her eyes, leaned back against him with her hands behind her. I could tell she was playing with his cock. He had her left tit squeezed in his left hand, while his right hand dipped between her legs, fingering her and turning her on.
He suddenly pushed her away from him, took her arm and pulled her to the other side of the pillory. When the board was lowered, pinning her head in the pillory, her mouth was right on my pussy. He hadn't put her wrists through the places for them, instead he put a set of handcuffs on her. This left her arms free so she could reach under that bottom rail to spread my pussy open. Checking my rigging over, John pulled up one more link of chain on each of my ankles, lifting my ass just enough that Heather's mouth was now firmly pressed against me. She used her fingers to spread me completely open, forced her tongue deep into me and began to lick me, and suck my clit. While she slowly and gently began to turn up my sexual tension, John finished setting the pillory. Heather's ankles were now spread, held in place by the footboard. John was behind her now, and I saw her wince as he put nipple clamps and weights on her tits. A few seconds later, he was putting clover clamps on me. My clamps were tied off to my big toes, straining them slightly. I knew that once I was near or in orgasm my nipples were going to get yanked.
John, now also naked and sporting a huge erection, started by flogging Heather, as he told her to make me come. She really started to work my pussy over then and in no time had me groaning and rolling my hips as she drove me closer and closer to coming. There was no way I could keep my toes from curling which meant that I had almost constant tension on my nipples. Just as I was beginning to orgasm, John dropped the flogger and entered Heather from behind. His lunge into her made her groan loudly and triggered another orgasm from me. For the next several minutes, Heather and I were both brought to a couple forced orgasms until John finally lunged into Heather, stiffened and came also.
Heather was now gently licking me again, and I suddenly became aware of how much my nipples hurt. It was even worse when John released them. "Oh fuck.that hurt!"
John released me, but left Heather bent over in the pillory, his come and the fluids from her own pussy, running down her inner thighs. He first made me kneel behind her and lick her legs clean. I started licking where the fluids had gotten to the inside of her left calf, then slowly licked all the way up to her pussy, licking it as well. Heather moaned and rolled her ass in response. Then I moved to her right leg, repeating my slow upward movement as my tongue cleaned her thigh. When I got to her pussy this time, I spread her open with my thumbs to lick the inside and suck the remaining fluids from her. As I did, Heather asked, "May I come?"
John told her she could and I could feel Heather's pussy pulsing and clenching at my tongue. Spreading her a little more, I bit down on her clit making her scream out and buck her hips hard as her orgasm grew even more intense. I ended my cleaning and stimulation by spreading her ass cheeks and rimming her asshole. When I did that, she shivered as if she was cold, and goose bumps came up all over her ass and thighs.
When I finished cleaning Heather, and making her come, John handed me a flogger then and said, "Pretend that padded trestle is someone's ass. Show me how you'd whip it."
I wasn't sure how to do it, but I took a swing at it. John just laughed and said, "That was pathetic, here let me help you."
He stood behind me, his left arm around my waist, his right hand holding my right wrist. I could feel his semi-hard cock pressing against me, and I wiggled my ass, rubbing it on him. "Stop that you little slut."
He helped me swing a couple times, then showed me how to swing the thing so it would heat and redden the skin without cutting or causing too much pain. He then explained how, if you snap your wrist, the flogger hurts worse. "I want you to just redden and heat up Heather's ass right now, so don't snap your wrist."
He positioned me behind Heather and told me to start flogging her. I was very tentative a first and John scolded me again, "Come on.put some arm into it."
I started swinging a little harder after that and kept hitting a little harder each time until he approved, "Good, now start swinging back and forth, making a figure eight in the air."
That seemed to be quite natural, and I noticed right away that by doing it that way, my forehand struck her right ass cheek, my backhand hit her left one. "Okay, good, now I want you to keep that intensity up for say four or five strokes, then snap your wrist for one, hitting as hard as you can for one stroke. Keep that up until I tell you to stop."
By now Heather was moaning and would scream out when the heavy blows came. I also noticed that John had another very rigid cock sticking out in front of him. "Good, keep that up while I silence this wench."
He stepped in front of Heather then, shoving his cock into her mouth, using it as a gag. I kept flogging her now very red ass, until John stiffened again and pumped his come down her throat.
When her head was released, Heather turned at the waist to inspect her ass. Then smiling at me, she said, "You got the hang of that real quick you little bitch!"
After John released her ankles and removed her handcuffs, she came to me and put her arms around me. "I'm actually going to be sorry to see this next Friday come around. I would love to keep you."
John said, "That is an option, but of course we can't allow our position to influence that. We would still have to put in a proper bid and an application to The Society. In addition, although we do love Jessica, it is in her best interest to find someone she can be comfortable with, but also where the money is the best she can get. Besides, we could always enter into a side deal with whomever she goes to, that we can have her to play with once in awhile."
I said, "Remember, I have a say in this also."
"I know, but I think you should first consider all of your options. Don't stay with us, just because you are comfortable here. You could be guilty of falling in love with your teacher. There are others out there who will treat you with respect, even when they are demanding that you humiliate yourself. Even that will be done, then properly compensated for by love."
Back in the house, John went to finish his task of getting things posted on the internet while Heather, once again dressed, just kind of hung out with me. When John finished, he said we needed to watch the DVD I had selected so I could chose two scenes from it that we would reenact tomorrow. The movie I had selected was called The Punishment of Ashley Renee. It starred her and a couple other girls, one named Nikki Dial. The two scenes I selected had Ashley in one of them and Nikki in the other. I was really looking forward to doing these the following day.
We all took a trip back to the barn to make sure we had equipment ready for the reenactments. We would do them first thing in the morning.
The rest of the evening, we played cards and sat around. I laughed when Heather suggested we play cards, "I would say let's play strip poker, but I don't have anything to play with."