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> "Julie (leashed)" - part 5
> by PSHideaway
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>
> I woke up to the terrible sting of a thin leather belt
> across my stocking clad thighs! There was a very young
> blonde girl standing over me with a bright smile on her
> face, headphones on her head and a folded belt in her hand!
> The next thing that hit me was that it was daylight outside.
> I had slept for some time neck tied to the floor and wearing
> only my high heels and collar in addition to the stockings
> and garter. As the sting of the belt faded I began to feel
> the burn in my butt and the bruises of the night before, I
> had really taken a lot from those men and was feeling a
> weird sense of pride! I tried to ask the girl what time it
> was and got another hard strike of the belt to bring me out
> of my thoughts real quick! The cute little blonde girl was
> using everything in her arm to bring the leather strap down
> on me and smiling so sweetly too! She didn't look a day
> over sixteen and she was whipping a woman who was naked and
> tied to the floor of a garage! I tried to get up but my
> hands were still tied behind me. I realized that she and I
> were the only ones in there. I began to ask her why she was
> whipping me but she took another big swing and stung my
> belly good while saying in a sweet "airy" voice that I was
> not to speak and should just lay there like a "good doggie"
> until my master came back. I tried to ask who told her to do
> that and she said "Shut up!" before stinging me again! This
> time I was fully on my back and she caught the inside of my
> thigh and some across my sex. This girl meant business and
> I chose to lay there obedient, under her inspecting gaze
> until whoever my "Master" was, showed up.
>
> I looked around me to see what daylight brought to the
> garage. It was a small auto repair place with two big doors
> facing an alley, one of which had a regular door in it.
> There was a freestanding lift to raise up the cars, set at
> the end of one bay. There were three or four other machines
> between the bays including my very 'intimate' friend the
> tire changer and some hoses and cords hung down from the
> high ceiling. At the other side was the railing that
> separated a little office area from the two work bays. On
> the same side as the office was a room with a closed door, I
> assumed it was a restroom. I needed to go in there for a
> few hours to recover but I was afraid of the cute blonde and
> her strap! I was thinking of trying to seduce her like I
> could with many men, but I looked down at myself and I was a
> filthy pig! Covered with grease, cum and spit. My nipples
> were dark red, my breasts were purple (where I could see
> through the grease) and in places I had bluish bruises, plus
> there were four vivid red stripes across various parts of my
> torso and legs. I wondered if I was going to need a
> hospital. I didn't really feel that bad, I just looked
> scary! A big clock high on the wall said nine-thirty.
>
> The clock would make it around to eleven am before
> Kick came in the door. He looked at me there on the floor
> and asked the girl if I had been any trouble, she said no
> real trouble, she had woke me up at nine thirty with the
> belt like he told her to but I had tried to talk and she had
> to whip me a few more times, also like he told her to do.
> Kick said what a good job she had done and was invited to
> come back later that evening to "see" if she wanted. I
> started to say I wanted to go home now but she still had the
> belt and was all too proud to show him how she had dealt
> with me during the morning! Both breasts were caught! She
> hit me harder than any of the men had! He told her he would
> take care of me for now and gave her some money as she
> handed him the belt. "Amy" her name was, left the garage
> after telling me I was a "Bad Doggie!". Not your everyday
> scene but then I had in fact really asked for this. Of
> course I didn't even consider the possibility that I would
> be kept tied up overnight! I figured that I would be home
> soaking in a warm bath by now, contemplating the future of
> me. Kick started to tell me how he was going to make some
> money with me that night! I got the impression I was going
> to be kept for a while! He also told me that he had some
> "boys" coming in to clean me up soon, in fact they should be
> there in just a few minutes. I wondered how the men were
> going to wash or "clean" me up, with a hose perhaps?
>
> Fifteen minutes went by (I had become a real
> clockwatcher) and the "boys" showed up. They were in fact
> just BOYS! Four of them, younger perhaps than Amy! They
> didn't see me there on the floor at first and just asked
> Kick what they were to clean. He came over to me and untied
> the leash from the machine then grabbed a breast and the
> collar to lift me to my feet and said "This." You could then
> add to the rainbow of colors I already displayed, the beet
> red of embarrassment! The men was one thing but some little
> boys! OK, twenty-four ain't all that old but I was a lot
> older than these kids that had been told to "clean" me, on a
> leash, in the nude and obviously whipped! The boys seemed
> as stunned as I was and could do nothing but stare for a few
> moments, then broke out in high five's and boys giggles.
> Kick told the biggest one to hold the leash and told another
> boy, if I moved or said anything he was to whack me as hard
> as he could with the belt handed to him.
>
> That must have been how the instructions went with Amy
> and I soon found out how she got the "Doggie" thing. Kick
> told the boys how I wanted desperately to be treated like a
> stray dog and he was doing this for me as a favor. He told
> them that I may look like a girl but I was a "dog" in every
> way and that they must help him to help me by going along
> with this or they would have to leave and not get paid. He
> drilled into them that if I tried to say anything I was to
> be whipped like a mad dog until silent. They were afraid of
> him but not like scared fear, it was like they looked up to
> him and did not want to disappoint him. He asked if they
> could handle that and they all said "Yes Sir" Not as
> pleadingly as I had said to each man last night but sincere
> nonetheless. Kick said OK, he was going to get the soap and
> be right back, then went into the closed room I had noticed
> earlier. Less than a minute went by and he was back with
> some big can of orange scented, hand soap (it said on the
> label). He asked the boys if they knew how to use the soap
> and two said yes but they all were not sure how to clean me
> with it. Kick took a glob and very matter of factly slapped
> it on my shoulder then rubbed the gritty stuff until it
> liquefied them took a hose hanging from the ceiling and
> squeezed the trigger which poured cold water down my front!
> He said it was just like washing your hands but there was
> more of me to be washed. It seemed the boys all caught on
> and each got a handful to smear on me. Not surprisingly my
> breasts were the first thing to be scrubbed, while whispers
> of "tits" and "boobies" mingled with giggles. One boy got a
> firm grip on one of my breasts and made sure to spend some
> time rubbing the hand soap into my nipple, that caught on
> for a bit (which was pleasing me!) then it was time to rinse
> off that part. The water splashed around the shop and Kick
> told them to take me out in the alley! The young boy led me
> naked by leash and collar into an alley to be scrubbed down
> by three other young boys! The scrub down continued in that
> manner until they got to the point of having everything
> clean but my "Giggle, giggle, Pussy!" There they were not
> sure how to proceed! Kick told them "Remember? Just like a
> Dog!" "Make her spread her legs and scrub 'It' just like
> the rest of me." One boy asked "What about inside there?"
> and Kick said that he should clean as far in as his fingers
> would reach! Only the one boy had the nerve to actually
> reach up in me and scrub but all wanted to help rinse me
> out! I saw Amy a few doors down in the alley watching
> intently as the boys did their job and got me sparkling
> clean. The biggest boy saw her too and asked if she wanted
> to be washed but she just took off around the corner of a
> building. The cold water up in me did cause a whimper but I
> made sure not to speak, the belt was still in the kids back
> pocket. Using the shop towels, the boys rubbed me dry and
> raw. There was a piece of metal in one of the rags that made
> me cry out. We all looked at Kick and he just said to them
> "What are you gonna do about that?" The boy with the belt
> sort of hit me with it and one other boy said that he didn't
> think that was as hard as he was supposed to do. Kick said
> he wanted to hear it over at the desk and turned up his
> radio! I took three strokes of the belt but they did not
> get the required 'snap' Kick wanted to hear. He took the
> belt and had them lead me inside where he tied the wet leash
> to the rack again. I was up on my toes and he took two
> great mind numbing strokes across my breasts! I hopped
> around like a piñata and was unable to scream, I wanted to
> but just couldn't. I could not get any air with which to
> scream! God almighty! That, was going to hurt for a while!
> The boys were amazed at the sheer power of the stroke and
> could not believe I was still alive and not screaming! They
> were amazed, among other things, at how much my "boobs" had
> bounced. I was near fainting from all this and didn't
> realize until too late that I was peeing on myself! The
> boys were grossed out a bit but had never seen a girl pee
> before. Kick untied the leash and had them rush me over to
> the bathroom. He told me to squat but not sit and "empty
> out." Telling the boys that there is some housebreaking
> needed in my case. I did indeed relieve myself while
> squatting like a dog in front of the boys, then was taken
> outside and rinsed off with a hose! I had to bend over in
> the alley while Kick held me up with the collar and they
> hosed off between my legs.
>
> The boys were paid and dismissed, being told that they
> must not go telling anyone about me or the shop. I had a
> feeling that they would keep this secret among themselves
> for quite a while. After they all left, Kick told me to sit
> in the chair at his desk. I was all too happy to NOT be on
> the floor or hanging by the collar or out in the alley, so I
> sat quickly. He walked around in back of me and I got a
> chill just as the "duct" tape wrapped around my face. My
> hands still tied behind me and being seated made it easy for
> him to keep me down while he finished up the taping of my
> mouth. He ran the roll of tape around my arms, breasts and
> waist then around the lower half of my legs as he held them
> up, making me so immobile that he really did not need the
> thick, cold, heavy chain around my neck! It was padlocked
> tight around me with a big brass lock. He dragged me by that
> chain into the storeroom/restroom which nearly strangled me
> and put a nice concrete burn on my ass and arms. He locked
> the other end of the heavy chain around the base of the
> toilet. The chain was just long enough for me to sit up
> next to the toilet and against the wall. The floor was cold
> and I was hungry. He turned the light off and left me there
> for so long I slept. Not an easy sleep but just nodding out
> from exhaustion and cold here and there.
>
> I cried a bit and worried if I'd done it this time.
> Every sound in the alley brought a wave of new fears and I
> was persuaded that I was to be found in a refrigerator
> somewhere in a few weeks. Only the cabbie would remember
> where I had last been seen alive! The brief bits of
> unconsciousness were my only relief from the aches and
> worries I had brought upon myself. And Dammit! I still am
> NOT SURE if I want to live like this! I have NO idea how
> many times I came as those men used me to get their rocks
> off and hostilities out! Sweet Amy made me cum too! The
> boy had found it so easy to wash me inside with his little
> hand because I was wet! I wanted to finger myself for them
> in the restroom but my hands were tied (or I would have
> risked the belt to try!)
>
>
> -- continues in part 6 here in this newsgroup...
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