When Kala woke up she discovered herself curled into a ball and lying on a tile floor in a closet. The only light was coming from under the door. Kala realized that the only thing she had on was the dog collar. She reached up and felt along the collar. A leather strap like leash was locked to the collar and the leash was locked to something set into the wall. Upon futher examination she discovered it was a door handle. Kala felt around the handle and found the door lock. Kala stood, trying to find the light switch, and invariably knocked a mop handle over.

The voices on the other side of the door suddenly stopped. "Did you hear something?"

"No."

"I know I heard something and I think it came from the cleaning closet."

In a panic, Kala twisted the lock. The sound echoed in the confines of the rest room. She held her breath and pressed her ear against the door, listening.

" I heard that! Someone's in the closet."

"Probably some guy that sneaked in here."

"Ya, lets go tell one of the security guards and have him thrown out."

After the two girls left, Kala finally found the light switch and turned it on. The light revealed a small cleaning closet. A mop sink took up a third of the floor, most of the remaining space was occupied by mops, brooms, various signs, cleaning products and a mop bucket. Kala looked down at herself. She was completely bare of hair and she was slightly red all over like a mild sunburn. Kala examined the collar and leather strap. The collar was padlocked and the D-ring of the strap was also locked in place. The other end of the strap had been passed through the door handle and another padlock was placed through the ring and around the strap, almost like a slip knot. She looked down and say an envelope, with her name printed on it, laying on the floor by her feet. Kala squatted down to retrieve the envelope when she suddenly heard the restroom door open. She heard a very gruff female voice through the door.

"Damn kids sneaking in here."

Kala quickly shoved the envelope under the mop bucket.

The closet door opened to reveal a rather muscular black female guard standing in the door way. Kala blushed from her hair all the way down her chest.

"Ok, you k-...." The guard looked down at Kala, blinked a few times, and grinned. She reached out and grabbed the leather cord connecting Kala to the door and gave a hard tug. "Looks like we're going to have a little fun. Let's have a look at you." The guard grabbed the collar and pulled her up. Kala tried to cover her breasts and bare crotch with her arms. The guard slapped them away and shook the collar.

"How did you get in here?"

"I....I, I don't know. The last thing I remember was....." Kala stuttered. Her mind was hazy and the last clear memory she could bring up was being made to crawl around on the floor by Sindy, while Wendy watched, and something about a chew toy. If it were even possible, Kala turned a darker shade of crimson. She finally managed to squeak out. "I'm not really sure."

The guard looked around, checking to make sure nobody else was in the restroom, as she unclipped her radio and said "Checking in. Those girls were hearing things. I didn't find anyone in the restroom."

"Give it a good once over and report back."

The guard smiled down at Kala and said "Now move those arms and let me see what I just found."

Kala tried to back further into the closet, but the guard still had the collar clenched firmly in her hand. "Please, you're a guard. Aren't you supposed to help people?"

The guard slapped Kala's arms away and said "If by people you mean me, then yes I help them all the time. In fact, I'm about to help myself to some bald pussy." With that comment she reached down and cupped Kala's sex in her hand. "My, my already wet. I bet you've been sitting here playing with yourself all day. That's probably what those girls heard."

"No. I would never do something like that."

"Ha" the guard stuck her middle finger up Kala's cunt. "Why else would you have locked yourself in this closet?" She started working her finger back and forth and using the palm of her hand to rub Kala's clit.

"But I d-didn't...." Kala grabbed the guard's arm with both hands, intending on pushing her hand away, but instead found herself pulling the guard's arm tighter against her crotch. Kala's unconsciously started moving her hips and grunting.

"Lying little bitch." Snorted the guard. She pulled her arm away. Kala started regaining her senses and stopped rocking back and forth.

"The first thing I'm going to do is clean you up. Now, get in that floor sink."

"What...No, I'm not..."

The guard reached out and slapped Kala's tit. <smack>

"You'll do what I say. When I'm finished with you, and if you've been a good girl I'll let you go."

"But..." Kala tried to say as she raised her arms protectively across her breasts.

The guard pushed them out of the way and quickly delivered three more swats to the same tit.

<smack>...

Kala's nipples were rock hard and her right breast was turning a bright crimson. Tears were threatening to spill as she hung her head and replied "Ok, I'll do it, just don't hit me anymore." -sniff- Kala stepped into the sink.

"Turn around, spread your legs, and face the wall."

Kala did as ordered and braced her hands against the wall. The guard picked up the rubber hose, one end had metal threads and the other was just open hose. The hose was used to fill the mop bucket. She attached the threaded end to the sink faucet.

Kala, not being able to see what was going on, was surprised when the end of the hose was unceremoniously shoved up her cunt. The guard managed to push it in a couple of inches. She twisted the hose and coated it with Kala's secretions and managed to work another five inches into Kala's cunt. A second later the guard turned the cold water on full blast.

"AAIEEEE!"

Kala, icy water gushing into her, quickly straightened up and reached down to rip the hose out. The guard had been expecting just such a move and ,while Kala was off balance, grabbed both Kala's wrists in her hands. She pulled Kala's arms out to the side and held them.

"NO, NO. It's cold, COLD!" With her arms held out, the only thing she could do was hop. Kala started jumping up and down trying to dislodge the hose. Water was streaming out of her pussy and down both legs. Kala's insides felt like ice and her teeth started to chatter "Pppleasee, ppleasse...sstop it, sstop ittt."

Another minute passed and the guard continued holding the struggling girl.

"Pppeaseeee, ssstoppp." Tears were streaming down her face as she begged and pleaded with the guard.

The guard finally relented and turned off the water. The force of the water had partially dislodged the hose and the guard pulled it the rest of the way out. When she released her, Kala crumpled to the bottom of the sink and shivered.

"Now that you've been cooled down, let's see about warming you up." The guard adjusted the water temperature until it was soothingly warmth against her hand. She then filled the bucket about half way. "Now get in the bucket."

Still shivering, Kala looked up at her and whimpered. The guard squatted and eased Kala out of the floor sink. Kala was placed into the bucket. With her foot, the guard made sure the bucket was firmly against the back wall. Kala had to sit with her legs crossed in order to fit. The guard reached out with her large firm hands and caressed Kala's breasts, running her fingers in ever tightening circles around her engorged nipples. The guard grabbed both nipples simultaneously and pulled down.

"Ooh" moaned Kala as she bent forward to relieve the discomfort in her nipples. She was almost leaning out of the bucket when the guard finally released her nipples. The guard took a mop off the wall. She placed the handle in the bucket between Kala's legs, lined up with her wet gash, and pushed down. Kala had to raise her arse up a couple of inches and lean forward. The guard wedged the mop from the bucket against a wall and under a low shelf. Then she adjusted Kala. When the guard was finished Kala was leaning forward against the mop. The handle was pressing tightly into her cunt, spreading both her inner and outer lips apart. The handle touched the bucket edge and would have fallen out if Kala hadn't been sitting on the other end. The guard took a string, about eight inches long, out of her pocket and made two small loops. One loop at each end. She placed one loop around Kala's right nipple and pulled it tight. Next, she wrapped the string around the mop handle and placed the other loop around Kala's left nipple. She had to grab Kala's breast and pull it for the string to reach.

All the sensations had once again aroused Kala. She started grinding her pussy against the mop handle. When she pushed up her shoulders would raise a bit. She couldn't raise up because of the string and when she would try her nipples would be pulled, sending another jolt of pleasure through her. The guard quickly slapped her and told her "You're going to have plenty of time for that in a couple of minutes."

"Damn, I wish I had a decent pair of handcuffs."

The guard checked the strap running from Kala's collar to the door handle. It was quite long. So she made three slip knots close together. She raised Kala's arms and had her place each wrist through one of the knots. She then wrapped the strap around the mop handle and placed the third knot around both Kala's wrists.

The guard looked down at her watch and commented "It's a quiet a few hours before the mall closes. I'll be back to pick you up then." She turned off the light, closed the door, and locked it from outside.

Kala heard her leave. Finally giving in to her body's desire, she humped the mop handle. As she climaxed for the first time, she turned her face against her arm stifling her moans of pleasure. As the first orgasm faded, Kala heard people coming into the restroom. Her body had never stopped grinding against the mop handle and she was approaching yet another orgasm. She tried to stop, but her desires were overwhelming her senses and she continued to buck and moan. Lost in a haze of lust, Kala paid no attention to the sounds coming through the door. She bucked and pulled and moaned and climaxed again and again and again. Kala finally slumped over the mop in exhaustion.

When her mind cleared she was able to slip her wrists out of the knots the guard had made. She gently untied her nipples. They were still engorged and the feeling of circulation returning almost sent her over the edge again. She noticed the water had grown cold and eased herself out of the bucket. Standing on shaky legs Kala managed to turn the light in the closet back on. She felt under the bucket and found the envelope she had first saw.

Opening it, she read.

Hello Kala

From the dosage they administered, you should be waking up around 4:00

in the afternoon. Mom usually arrives home promptly at 6:00. If you open the closet door you should be able to see the garbage can at the other end of the rest room. A small sports bag, containing the key to your locks, some clothes, and a pair of shoes is in the garbage can. All you have to do

is convince someone to dig in the garbage can and bring you the sports bag. The jeep is parked in the same space you used last Friday. Your drivers license is in the glove compartment and you know where the spare key is hidden. If you hurry you should make it home before mom.

P.S. I told her that you were staying with W. and I this weekend and that

Sunday night you spontaneously decided to attend a concert and that's why you haven't been home for the past two days.

P.P.S. Oh! Today is Tuesday. If your story doesn't match mine I'll give mom the videos, enlarge the pictures and hang them all over school.

Kala couldn't believe the letter. She reread it and when it finally soaked in she broke down and sobbed.

After regaining her composure Kala decided on her course of action. Hearing no one, Kala unlocked the door and opened the door. Tentatively, she peered out of the closet. Kneeling down she looked under the stall doors. Nobody was currently in the restroom. Kala looked and there on the other side of the room was the garbage can. It was stainless steel and mounted in the wall. Kala looked at the distance and knew there was no way she could hope to reach it, even using a broom. She heard people coming into the restroom. Quickly, she bolted back into the closet and closed and locked the door. She pressed her ear against the door. It sounded like a group of girls. Kala waited, for what seemed like hours but was in reality only about fifteen minutes, for the girls to leave. She heard the restroom door open and close numerous times. Finally she couldn't hear anyone else in the room. She unlocked the door and stepped out. A tall, well proportioned brunet girl of about 15 or 16 was standing in front of the mirror checking her make-up. The girl immediately looked around at the sound of the closet door opening.

"Eek!" Kala squeaked, as she once again bolted back into the closet. As she was trying to re-lock the door, the girl jerked it open. Kala blushed and tried to cover herself. The girl looked down her nose at Kala and asked "What are you doing here and why are you wet? Hmmm, you look familiar, do I know you."

Kala suddenly realized that the girl standing before her was on the cheerleading squad. Her name was Amy and she was about a year younger than Sindy. She was always trying to kiss up and get Sindy to notice her. She had been over to the house numerous times when Sindy had slumber parties.

"Ya, I do recognize you. You're that girl my mother told me about. I never thought Sindy's sister would do anything like this. Ha, ha, ha. I've got to go tell my mother that I found you." With that last statement, Amy grabbed Kala's collar and pulled her up.

"What? No, don't tell anyone. I just need some help. They put the keys and my clothes in trash can over there. Please!"

Amy wasn't listening to Kala's begging, instead she was examining the door. She found the lock on the inside of the door and decided that if she left, Kala would just lock herself back in the closet. Thinking quickly, Amy made some slip knots in the strap connecting Kala's collar to the door handle. She then reached down and grabbed Kala's foot. Promptly raising it behind Kala she slipped it into a knot. Kala, off balance, fell into the door frame. She caught herself with her arms and tried to twist around in Amy's grip. Amy wrapped the strap around the top of the door handle, which was higher than Kala's waist. Kala was balanced on one foot and braced against the doorframe with her hands. Amy made two more knots then grabbed both of Kala's arms. She brought them behind Kala's back and tied them together.

Bouncing on one foot, Kala pleaded with Amy "Let me go, Please! I don't want anyone else seeing me like this." Kala tried twisting her arms and promptly lost her balance. Amy caught her.

"If you keep this up you'll fall and hurt yourself. Just wait a moment and I'll be right back." Amy reached into the closet past Kala and grabbed the 'out of order' sign. On her way out of the restroom she placed it on the door.

Kala managed to remain still until she realized that she was starting to tilt to the side. She bent her knee to slacken the leather strap. Just as she was about to slip her hand free the restroom door opened. Amy walked in followed by her mother, Ms. Green!

"See mom, isn't this the girl you told me about last Friday?"

"Yes it is."

Ms. Green looked over at Kala "So this is where you've been for the past two days."

"No, I just woke up her a few minutes ago. Unlock me and let me go PLEASE!" Kala cried.

Ms. Green untied Kala and examined the padlocks. "And exactly how are we supposed to unlock you?"

"Over there, in that trash can, there's a bag with the keys and some clothes. Hurry please."

"How do you know?"

"Si...someone left me a note. It's under the mop bucket."

Ms. Green pushed the bucket aside and picked up the note. After reading it she carefully folded it and placed it in her purse.

"Amy, go check the trash can."

Amy walked over and looked in the garbage. "I don't see anything.

"Dig down in it, or am I going to have to come over there?"

Amy hastily reached down into the garbage can and started feeling around.

Ms. Green looked back at Kala "Why are you so wet?"

Kala looked down at the floor "A guard found me, like this, a while ago. She made me sit in the mop bucket and then filled it up."

"Why did she do that? And why is the mop like that?"

Kala blushed and used both hands to cover her crotch.

"Ah, I see now"

"It's not like that really."

"I think I found something." Amy said as she pulled an old battered red sports bag out of the garbage. "There's stuff inside too."

Amy gave the bag to her mother and stepped back. Ms. Green opened it and looked in. "This won't do. This just won't do. Kala, sweetie, I'm going to help you." Ms. Green pulled a key ring out of the bag. She unlocked the padlock fastening the strap to the door. "Now, Amy is going to stay here with you while go get some .....clothes for you. I know you're probably thirsty and aren't feeling very well." Ms. Green handed Amy some money and told her "Go to the food court and buy a large bottled water."

Amy scurried to do her mothers bidding.

Kala looked up a Ms. Green and asked "Aren't you going to take the collar and leash off me?""

"Plenty of time for that later. Why don't you sit down and try to relax. Tell me what you remember and how you ended up here."

Kala walked over to the restroom counter. She turned around and jumped so her arse landed on it. Holding her legs tightly together she scooted back until she was pressed back against the mirror. The leather strap trailed down to the floor even with Kala on the counter.

"Comfortable?"

"Are there any clothes in that bag?"

"None appropriate. When Amy returns I'll go buy you a couple of things. Don't worry about it. Now, exactly how did you get here?"

"I...I don't know. I .... WHAT TIME IS IT?!?"

Ms. Green looked down at her watch, which read 5:10 "Oh, don't worry you have plenty of time. It's only about 4:15."

"Thank you. Could you please, not tell my mother. I don't want her finding out about today, or last Friday."

The door opened and Amy walked back in carrying a liter bottle of water which she handed to Kala. Ms. Green gave Kala some 'aspirin'. "Take both of them dear. They will help you calm down."

Kala didn't even look at the pills. She gulped them down and drank some of the water. Ms. Green grinned and picked up the dangling strap. She looked over at Amy "Clean the little girl up some while I'm gone and make sure she drinks all the water. Hee, hee don't let the little slut pee while I'm gone. I'll be back in about thirty minutes."

Startled, Kala looked up "But I thought You were going to help me?"

"Ha, don't believe everything you hear. I told you last Friday, you should have been punished for wearing those clothes in school. Today I found you nude in a public place. I'm going to help you alright. Help you be what you are, a dirty little girl. Humph"

Ms. Green turned to walk out the door. "Amy, one more thing, she better not cum while I'm gone either."

The restroom door swung closed. Amy gave the leash a jerk to get Kala's attention. "I guess we should get started." Kala tried to flinch back against the mirror. Amy grabbed her leg and pulled her of the counter. "First you have to clean up a bit."

Crying, "no, no, let me go." Kala tried to pull the leash from Amy's grip. Amy walked over and blocked the closet door then let go of the leash. Kala bolted for the restroom door. She was about to open it when Amy called out "What do you plan to do? Run naked through the mall, or go find the guard you told my mother about? If you do as we say, I promise that well carry you to your jeep and let you go."

Shaking, Kala looked back at Amy "Do you promise?"

"Yes, I promise. Besides what do you thing we would do. My mother went to buy you some clothes. She'll probably just buy a really short mini-skirt and a tight blouse. That won't be so bad now will it?"

"I guess not. Ok, I'll do what you say." Head downcast, Kala walked back to Amy.

"Now step into the floor sink. I'm going to wash that mop water off you."

Kala climbed back into the floor sink. When Amy picked up the hose, Kala covered her pussy with both hands. Amy just shrugged, and started rinsing Kala off. The cold water cooled Kala's passions, until Amy told her "Move your hands now."

Kala shook her head no. "You won't p-put that hose in...in me will you?"

Taken aback, Amy replied "No, why would I do that? Oh, did the guard do that to you?"

-sniff- "Yes. It was so cold and she wouldn't turn it off."

"Well I won't, so just move your hands so I can finish washing you off, ok."

Kala reluctantly complied. Amy kept her word and just washed Kala off. She did spend more time than was necessary rinsing Kala's legs off. The entire time Amy couldn't tear her gaze away from Kala's bare pussy. When she finished, Amy grabbed a handful of paper towels and dried Kala off.

"Now come over her and finish drinking your water. Kala walked over and drank some more water. Amy hastily wiped the counter off and told Kala to sit on it. Kala jumped back up onto the counter.

"What's it like? Being bare, I mean."

Kala tightly squeezed her legs together and looked down. "I'm not really sure. When I woke up here I was like that. I don't even know when it happened."

"Oh, can I feel?" Amy placed her hand on Kala thigh and starting running her fingers back and forth.

Amy's touch was almost electric. Kala's nipples tightened and, for an instant, her breath caught.

"You, you really shouldn't do that. What if your mother came back in?"

Amy paused then replied, "Oh, she'll be gone for a while yet. Come on, just open your legs a little." She started working her fingers between Kala's legs. Kala, wanting to get it over with, opened her legs a bit. Amy, suddenly finding no opposition, ran her fingers along Kala's slit. It was moist, and not from water. She found Kala's clit and started tweaking it.

"Oh, ooohhh, aahhhhh"

Amy slipped one finger in Kala's now damp cunt. She felt along the insides of Kala quivering tunnel. Leaning forward Amy kissed Kala. She sucked Kala tongue until Kala started responding.

Breaking off abruptly, Amy removed her hand from Kala's crotch. "God, I bet that feels awesome. I wonder if my mother is going to make me shave. Or maybe a wax job would be better. Ooohhh, I can't wait." Amy brought her hand covered in Kala's secretions up to her mouth and tasted. "I want a taste, but if I started I couldn't quit and my mother would be sooo mad." -sigh-

Aroused, Kala slid her right hand down to her quivering cunt. She slipped, first one then two, fingers in. With her left hand Kala cupped her small tit. "mmmm"

Realizing what Kala was doing, Amy slapped her. "If you cum I'm going to be in so deep. Here finish the water." Kala reluctantly stopped what she had started and took the water bottle, now half empty. She drank most of the water remaining in the bottle before she had calmed down. She spread her legs a bit and placed held the bottle between them. Kala felt the cool damp bottle against her bare thigh. She raised the bottle again for a small sip and when she placed it back she placed it against her crotch. Sip 'oh' after sip 'oh' followed, each closer than the last.

Amy had stepped back and was watching the door when she saw Kala's hips jerk against the water bottle. Rushing over she grabbed the water from between Kala's legs.

"No, don't take it. I....I....I'm still thirsty." Kala reached toward the bottle imploringly.

"Close your legs. Here, you better drink it all this time or I'm going to...." Amy gave the bottle back to Kala. Kala reluctantly finished the water. She tried to casually place the bottle back between her legs and hold it. Amy was having none of that thought. She yanked the bottle away from Kala and threw it at the trash can. It missed.

"No wonder that guard tied you down in cold water. Someone has to watch you constantly. My mother was right about you. You are a little slut."

Softly Kala started crying at her harsh words. "I'm usually not like this. I swear. I don't know what's happened to me. Someone stole my clothes last Friday and then Sindy and Wendy did, did things to me. -sob- And now this." -sob-

Feeling pity, Amy stepped up to the counter between Kala's knees. Kala scooted forward and cradled her head on Amy's shoulder. -sob- Kala's hips gave an involuntary jerk when her pussy came in contact with the fabric of Amy's dress. Kala tried to press forward again. She wrapped her arms around Amy and held her close. Amy could feel Kala's nipples pressing into her. Kala slowly moved her shoulders back and forth causing her nipples to rub against Amy. She was also twitching her legs and finally brought them up behind Amy and tried to press Amy closer to her.

Amy realized what she was doing and pushed Kala, who sprawled over the counter. "Geeez, I almost felt sorry for you! And then you went and tried to do that. You are disgusting."

Amy brought her hand back and slapped Kala. Stunned, more from the suddenness than the pain, Kala didn't fight back. Amy picked up the leash in one hand and grabbed Kala's legs with the other. Amy pulled Kala's legs up until Kala was forced to lay back. Kala's legs almost touching her chest, Amy started wrapping the leash around them, just above her knees. Kala, finally trying to fight back, started trying to unwrap the strap around her legs. Amy just grabbed first one wrist then the other and wrapped then tied them below her knees. Kala was lying on her back, legs tied together, wrists tied behind her knees, unable to move because the other end of the leather strap was securely locked to her collar.

"You won't be able to get yourself off now will you." Amy taunted. And you're in the perfect position for me to do THIS. <smack> Amy brought her open hand hard against Kala's upturned rear end. <smack> <smack> <smack> again and again.

"no, stop, stop, I didn't mean to. I'm sorry. Aa, oouw. Pplease stop!!"

Kala was kicking her legs, from the knees down at any rate, and begging. Her arse was stinging and turning red. "Please, I'll....I'll do whatever you want, just sstop."-sob-

Amy slowed and finally stopped. "Anything you say?"

-sob-"yes, anything."

Amy put one arm under Kala's shoulders and the other under her waist. She lifted her down from the counter and placed her in the middle of the floor. "Now remember you said anything." With both hands Amy reached under her skirt and lowered her panties. Wading them up she placed them in her purse. "You better not tell my mother about this." Amy raised her skirt and squatted down over Kala's face. "You know what to do."

Kala tentatively stuck her tongue out and tasted Amy's desire.

"Hurry up. You had better get me off before my mother gets back."

The first thing Kala noticed was the blond hair. Even lying on the floor looking up, Kala could tell that Amy was a natural blond. Kala started licking Amy's pussy. Amy leaned down and forward, wrapped her arms around Kala's knees and squeezed. Her breasts were mashed against Kala's legs. She relaxed and inhaled. Soon Amy had a rhythm going, squeezed and relaxed, squeezed and relaxed.

"uungh, uungh"

Meanwhile Kala had started working on her cunt. She licked all around the outer lips, spreading them and tasting Amy's desire.

"Ooh, ooh," Amy started rubbing her gash against Kala's face. "Put your tongue in me."

Kala stiffened her tongue and thrust it into Amy. She swirled her tongue around and around.

"Yaaah, l-l-like that. Aah, aah."

Her head under Amy's skirt, Kala was overpowered by Amy's musk. She tried rubbing her thighs together, but Amy was holding her legs. Taking her tongue out of Amy's cunt and bending her head forward Kala found Amy's clit. She took it between her lips and started humming "hmmmmmmmm."

"OOOHH GODDD!! OOHH GGODDD!! OOH, OOH, YYEESSSS!!!" Amys hips started churning against Kala's face. Kala continued humming until Amy had stopped jerking. She then sealed her mouth over Amy's cunt and started lapping the nectar pouring from Amy's pussy. Kala's entire face was soon covered.

The door opened.

Amy jumped up. Her legs were still quivering and she tried to casually lean against the counter. After taking a deep breath she looked up. Her mother was standing there, carrying a large bag in one hand and the red sports bag in the other.

"Did I tell you 'you can play with her'?"

Crimson with embarrassment, Amy looked down, "No, but I thought..."

"No, you didn't think. Did you at least do what I told you to?"

"Yes, she drank all the water and I washed her off."

"Then why is she tied up?"

She kept trying to play with herself. First when I washed her off and then she held the water bottle between her legs and tried rubbing against it. Then..." Looking down Amy prodded Kala with her foot. "Then she tried rubbing herself against me. That's why I tied her up."

"You still haven't fully answered my question. Did she cum?"

"No, you're not mad at me, are you?""

"No, at least not at you. But I did tell you she was a dirty girl. Oh well, help me lift her back onto the counter. Put her face down. I have just the thing for her."

"But I didn't, when she was washing..." Kala tried to say.

"Oh shut up."

Kala was placed back on the counter, her arse sticking up in the air. Ms. Green reached into the sports bag and brought out a pair of sandals. Taking one in her hand, she lightly slapped Kala's arse. "Did you spank her?"

"A little. She had almost cum and I thought that's what you would have wanted me to do."

"You didn't do a very good job of it. I've had to spank you enough that you should know how it's supposed to be done. Watch me and I'll show you exactly how it's done."

Refocusing her attention on Kala, "Count. I'm only going to give you ten since Amy already spanked you, albeit not very well."

"No, not that. I haven't done anything. Amy, Amy lied. I didn't try any of those things she said, please."

"So, you're calling my daughter a liar now."

"No, Yes. I mean she's not a liar but...."

Ms. Green placed two fingers along the cleft of Kala's arse and dragged them down, running them across her puckered anus and over her labia lips. She pull her hand backed. "I don't even have to smell it. My hand's wet and it's not from Amy, that's all over your face. Another ten because you called my daughter a liar and another ten on top of that because you lied. Start counting."

Ms. Green, grasping one sandal firmly in hand, brought her arm back."

<smack>

"o-one"

<smack>

"agh, two"

<smack>

"Aaagh, t-three"

<smack>

"Aaaaaggh, -sob-." Tears were rolling down Kala's face. "f-fo-four"

<smack>

"AAAaaaggh, -sob- " Kala pulled at the leather strap binding her arms. She desperately wanted to rub her arse and ease the stinging. She was blubbering and pleading all at the same time.

"Damn, she's too loud. Amy where are your panties?"

"I put them in my purse."

"Get them and stuff them in her mouth."

Amy retrieved her panties from her purse and as she was about to place them in Kala's mouth her mother stopped her.

"Get them wet first."

Amy turned on the water faucet.

"No, not like that. After the way you came earlier you should still be soaking."

Blushing, Amy raised her skirt. Her pubic hair was damp and matted over her cunt.

"That's right put them in and make sure they soak up your juices."

Spreading her legs, Amy carefully stiffed her panties up her cunt with two fingers.

"Now walk around a bit. Good, now put them in her mouth so she can't scream."

Amy gingerly pulled the now wet panties from her vagina. She quickly wadded them up and stuffed them in Kala's mouth.

"That should work. Now where were we? Number four I believe."

<smack>

"uuunnggghh"

Kala bit down on the panties and tried to muffle her screams. Ms. Green continued at a steady pace. She covered Kala's entire rear and the top of her thighs with blows. Kala's hips were jerking from side to side in a futile attempt to avoid the worse of the blows.

"Amy, get up on the counter and hold her still."

Amy climbed onto the counter beside Kala. She wrapped her arms around Kala's waist and tried to prevent her from moving. Ms. Green delivered four more swats. Kala still managed to swing her hips from side to side.

"Damn it, that's not working. Ok, try it this way face me, push her side against the wall and brace her other shoulder against your side. Then wrap your right arm around her middle and use your left arm to hold her leg."

Amy positioned herself and her mother started again. "That's much better. Only a few more to go."

Amy held Kala tightly while her mother finished the spanking. When Amy released Kala the side of her dress was soaked from Kala's crying. They let Kala lie there and cry.

Ms. Green opened her purse and took out a disposable camera. "Now, look up into the mirror so we can tell exactly who it is." Startled Kala looked up. -flash- Blinking the tears out of her eyes Kala tried desperately to signal 'no'. She managed to spit out the panties, "No, you can't take pictures, please."

Ms. Green just smiled and continued clicking away. She took some snap shots of Kala's red arse then moved over to the side and took a few profile shots. When she had used most of the camera, Ms. Green replaced the camera in her purse. "It would be a real shame if anyone ever saw those wouldn't it?!?"

Accepting defeat, Kala agreed.

"Good. I'm glad you see that now. I did promise you I'd help you." Ms. Green opened the large bag and removed a small jar of skin cream. She uncapped it and gently began applying it to Kala's burning arse.

The cool cream eased the burning in her rear. Kala noticed that all the heat from her rear seemed to travel to her cunt. She started making small circles with her arse. "mmmnnn", a slight whimper escaped her lips. Ms. Green continued rubbing the cream in. She also coated the top of Kala's thighs.

Kala's moaning was clearly audible now. Ms. Green looked over at Amy, "See I told you she was a dirty girl and couldn't think about anything but sex." Ms. Green finished applying the cream and untied Kala. She used the key and opened the padlock on Kala's collar. She removed the leather strap from the lock and quickly replaced it on Kala's collar.

Ms. Green pulled a windbreaker out of the large bag. "Stand up and put this on."

Glad to finally be given clothes, Kala slipped the windbreaker on and zipped it up. The windbreaker was light blue with a hood and a drawstring for it. It was too large for Kala. The arms almost completely covered her hands and the bottom reached well over her hips. It was about an inch lower than her crotch when she stood up. Kala also noticed a growing pressure in her bladder.

"Put your arms in the pockets." Ms. Green walked over and examined exactly the fit. "That'll work. Now, take it off."

Kala reluctantly removed the jacket, -sniff-, and handed it to Ms. Green. She used a pair of small scissors to cut the inside of the pockets out of the jacket. She set the jacket aside for the moment and reached back into the large bag and removed a box of 'big kid' diapers, some talcum powder and baby wipes.

"Wh-what are the diapers for? Surely you don't expect me to wear them."

"You'll do as I say. Remember the pictures. If that isn't enough I can go through and change your permanent records at school. Ha. Now get up on the counter."

Kala climbed back onto the counter and faced Ms. Green.

"Not like that. Little girls don't sit up when they get their diapers changed. Lay back."

Kala laid back. She turned her head and watched Ms. Green open the box of diapers and other supplies. The pressure in her bladder was steadily growing and when she laid back it seemed to intensify. "Can, can I use the restroom first?"

Looking down at her watch, Ms. Green replied "Hmmm, about time those pills started working. By the way, they were to relieve excess water weight, in other words they make you pee. And no you may not use the restroom."

Amy stood by, wide eyed, and watched her mother. She balled up one hand into a fist and was tightly pressing it against her crotch. "Are you actually going to put her in a diaper?"

"I told you she was a dirty little girl. Little girls that lie, dress like bitches in heat, and can't be trusted are put in all sorts of things. You wouldn't ever lie to me would you Amy?"

"No, never!"

"Then tell me how it felt when she was licking your slit."

Blushing, Amy looked down "It, it felt good, really good. I didn't know it would be like that though. I've never had anyone do that to me before. Now I know why you like it so much."

"If you don't try to argue with me anymore, I'll see what I can do about you using her again. As you can tell she obviously liked doing it. She's still wet."

Ms. Green turned her attention back to Kala "Now to make sure you're all nice and fresh." Ms. Green had Kala spread her legs and raise them straight up in the air. She used her forearm to push Kala's legs back until Kala's arse was raised up off the counter.

She slipped a diaper under Kala with one hand. "Amy use the baby wipes to clean her off, good. Now hand me the talcum power." She liberally sprinkled Kala's bottom with the power and lowered Kala's legs. Ms. Green put the front of the diaper in place and securely fastened it. "Now stand up."

Kala felt horrible. Here she was standing in the mall restroom in front of the school secretary and her daughter in a diaper. It even krinkled every time she moved, and she couldn't even put her legs together because of all the material bunching together.

Ms. Green told her, "Put the jacket on, but don't zip it up yet. Now hold the bottom up with both hands, higher."

Ms. Green took the leather strap and started wrapping it around Kala's waist, just above the diaper. "Amy get behind her and hold the jacket for her. Kala put your hands through the holes I cut in the pockets."

Kala put her hands in the pockets. She had to work her hands through the slits Ms. Green had cut. Ms. Green, after wrapping the strap around Kala's waist twice, wrapped the ends of the strap around Kala's wrists over her hips. The strap still dangled down almost to Kala's knees. Ms. Green put them around Kala again, and then firmly pulled until the two D-rings were only about an inch apart. She used the other padlock and locked them together. Stepping back she motioned Amy to put the jacket down. Amy stepped around Kala and zipped the jacket up.

They stepped back to admire their work. Kala's diaper bulged the jacket out and the bottom didn't quiet cover the diaper. Kala's hands were buried in the large pockets, and someone walking by couldn't tell they were tied.

"Now where exactly is your jeep parked?"

"W-what, I can't go out like this. People would see me. Everyone would recognize me!"

Amy spoke up, "I have an idea." She turned to her mother and whispered it into her ear. Ms. Green nodded her head in agreement. She led Amy to the other side of the room and they conversed in quiet tones. Moments later Ms. Green dug dental floss out of her purse. She pulled off about eight feet and handed it to Amy.

Amy walked over to Kala and began tying the dental floss to the lock on Kala's collar. "I'm going to put the hood up on the jacket. I'll pull the drawstrings tight so no one can see in, but that also means you can't see out. I'll led you by pulling on the string. It's unwaxed so no body should be able to see it. Just walk normally. If I give it two sharp tugs that means stop. Mom will be walking behind you in case you get tangled up or something."

Tears welling in her eyes, Kala nodded agreement. Ms. Green took Amy's panties, wadded them up and stuffed them back in Kala's mouth. "You better not spit them out again." Kala nodded. She tried to ignore the taste of Amy in her mouth.

Amy put the hood over Kala's head and pulled it tight with the drawstrings. When she was finished Kala could only see a small spot of light. Amy tied a small knot in the string, then used a bit of pink ribbon to make a bow over the knot. Ms. Green pointed out the sandals on the floor. Amy squatted down and, raising first one foot and then the other, placed them on Kala's feet.

"Now where did you say your jeep was?"

Kala told them where she had parked last Friday, the basement parking garage.

Amy started off. Ms. Green placed a hand on Kala's shoulder and directed her out of the rest room. As they left, Ms. Green removed the 'out of order' sign and tossed it back in the closet.

The urge to pee was growing stronger. Kala promised herself that she would hold it in, at least until they let her go and she could use the restroom like a normal person. There was no way she would pee in a diaper!

Ms. Green removed her hand from Kala's shoulder and followed behind the girls at a distance. She didn't want anyone to know she was following them. Ms. Green watched the reaction of the people they passed. Most people didn't pay attention, but those that did also started following.

Kala was humiliated. She could almost feel people watching her. Her stomach felt like it had butterflies in it. The pull on the string was steady and she easily kept up with Amy. Kala kept repeating 'I can make it. It shouldn't be too much longer' over and over to herself. She was alright until she hear the first comment.

It seemed a group of girls had started following her.

"What does she think she's doing dressed like that?"

"How is she seeing?"

"Look, is that...."

"No, it couldn't be."

"Look closer, I tell you it is."

"You're right. She's wearing a diaper"

Kala's entire upper torso was crimson. She hung her head down and continued plodding along after Amy. The pull on the string never wavered.

"Oouu, do you think she'll use it?"

"What?"

"The diaper silly. Do you think her mother makes her wear a diaper because she peed her pants?"

"She's not wearing any pants."

"I know. I mean before this."

"Why else would she be wearing a diaper?"

Kala's legs started quivering and her bladder felt like it would soon burst. Amy's taste seemed to grow in her mouth.

"Why don't you ask her."

"I'm not going to. You ask her."

Smiling, Ms. Green just followed and watched. By this time, a crowd was also following Kala. Amy made it to the center of the mall where there was an art display set up. The center piece was a large kinetic sculpture. It was a large obelisk with mechanical arms circling it. Amy made a small loop in the string and as she walked by she managed to slip it on one of the revolving arms. Amy then slipped back into the growing crowd by her mother.

Kala walked and walked. Amy had sped up a bit but she wasn't having any trouble keeping up. Unknowingly she was walking in a large circle. Kala was sucking the moisture out of the panties stuffed in her mouth. She lost herself in the taste and was ony partially paying attention. A crowd had gathered and were watching her. After a while, she was certain they had walked to the other end of the mall completely. Kala could have sworn that they were walking through a huge crowd of people. From time to time she could still hear the group of girls talking about her. The pressure in her bladder was becoming painful. She tried to hunch over to somewhat relieve it.

In the crowd, Ms. Green had been waiting for that. She leaned over and whispered to Amy. Amy pulled a small pair of scissors out of her purse. She waited until Kala had made one more revolution then stepped up to the sculpture. As the arm with the string tied to it came around, Amy snipped the string with the scissors and grabbed the string all in one motion. She gave two sharp tugs to the string, dropped it, and stepped back into the crowd.

Kala's legs were shacking by this point. When she felt the tugs on the string, Kala assumed that they had finally made it to the elevator. Kala suddenly felt the presence of people pressing in around her.

"Why did she stop?"

"Is this part of the exhibit?"

As the pressure of her bladder over came her, she curled up her toes, pressed her knees together to try holding it in a bit longer. Her legs started quivering and she started sinking to the floor. She finally lost all control and started peeing her diaper.

As she sank to her knees, one of the girls that had been following her commented.

"See, I bet she's peeing herself right now."

"No wonder her mother made her wear a diaper."

"And in front of all these people too."

On her knees, Kala leaned forward and tried to curl into a ball. She curled up until her shoulders almost touched the floor. Her bladder had been completely full and she was still peeing.

"Can you smell that?"

"She really is peeing herself."

"Disgusting slut...little girl's probably enjoying it...should be arrested....bitch...she probably wants to be treated like that.....train her like a house PET."

As the comments floated over her, Kala suddenly felt a hot rush of desire flood her. She was suddenly intensely aware of her nipples pressing through the jacket and against her legs. She started making little movements with her shoulders, rubbing her nipples against her legs. Kala could hear low moaning. With a start she realized that she was the one making the noise. Tears started streaming down her face as she realized what she was doing.

The crowd watched until they could tell she was crying. Most of the crowd dispersed. Amy and her mother were about to go retrieve Kala when they saw rather muscular black female guard approaching. They decided to hang back and watch. The guard walked up to Kala and placed a hand on her back. She bent down and started rubbing circles on Kala's back. When her hand felt the collar underneath the jacket she smiled. The guard used the collar to help Kala stand up. She looked over and say Ms. Green and Amy standing there. The guard leaned down and whispered into Kala's ear. "I knew it. I know what you are you naughty little slut. I'm going to give you back to your mistress, but the next time you step foot back in this mall you're all mine."

With one hand holding the back of Kala's neck, the guard led her over to Ms. Green. "Did you lose someone?"

Ms. Green looked the guard in the eye and replied, "Maybe, we do seem to have misplaced some-thing? Do you think this is it."

"I think so, do you mind describing what you lost."

"Certainly. We misplaced a dirty little girl. She was wearing sandals and a jacket just like that one."

Grinning the guard continued. "Could you tell me what she had on under the jacket."

Amy spoke up, "a PET collar and a diaper."

Another wave of desire swept through Kala. She shivered as a wave of pleasure sweep outward from her tits and pussy. Kala could feel the dampness in the diaper and knew it wasn't all from wetting the diaper. She quietly started sobbing.

"Why the diaper?"

"Because she's a dirty little girl and can't be trusted to use the restroom like adults."

"You might want to buy a name tag to hang on the collar. Also, might I suggest putting the collar where you could see it. You might even want to invest in a leash. That way you wouldn't lose her in a crowd."

Ms. Green nodded, "That a very good idea. I think we'll do that, but not today. We're running late as it is."

The three looked over at Kala, standing in the middle of the mall crying. Amy snatched the string still attached to Kala's collar. "Thank you for all your help."

"Anytime. If you want some help housebreaking her just let me know. Here's my number."

Amy and her mother proceeded to the parking garage. When they emerged from the elevator, Amy untied the drawstring holding the hood. She pulled the hood back enough that Kala could see and removed her wet panties from Kala's mouth. "Now led up to your jeep."

Kala led them to the jeep then turned and looked at Amy. "Please don't tell anyone at school what happened. I'll do whatever you want just don't tell anyone, PLEASE."

Amy looked over at her mother. Ms. Green just shrugged.

"The note said your license was in the glove box and you know where the spare key is hidden." Kala agreed. "Good. But before I let you go you need a diaper change."

Ms. Green led Kala to the front of the jeep. There was about four feet of space between the jeep and the wall. Ms. Green unzipped the jacket and had Kala lie down on the floor. Amy brought the large back to her mother and handed her the supplies. Ms. Green removed the soiled diaper, used the baby wipes on Kala's rear, applied some talcum power, and fastened the fresh diaper on Kala.

Kala didn't even try to resist. It actually felt good to have the old diaper removed, and when Ms. Green put the fresh one on her that felt alright too.

Ms. Green removed both padlocks and untied Kala's wrists. She did leave the collar fastened on Kala. After zipping the jacket back, Ms. Green helped Kala to her feet. "I expect to see you back in school tomorrow."

Kala walked over and retrieved the hidden key to the jeep. She unlocked the door and was about to get in when Ms. Green stopped her. "Aren't you forgetting something?"

"What?"

"You didn't thank us for helping you. I sure Amy would like at least a hug and a kiss."

Numbly Kala walked over to Amy and embraced her. She raised her face for a kiss when Amy pushed her away. "Oouuu no. You're face is still sticky."

Reminded of her condition, Kala reached up and felt her face. Her tears had washed most of the cum off her face. She could feel the dried cum still on her nose and forehead. Dejectedly, Kala said "Thank you both for helping me."

Ms. Green walked over and held the door open on the jeep. "Just to make sure you get home safely, we're going to follow you." She took the large bag with the baby supplies and put it in the back seat. "You had better not throw them away. I expect you to bring them to me at school tomorrow morning. See you then." Ms. Green closed the door and stepped away. "Amy wait her and don't let her leave until I bring the car around." Amy nodded and her mother walked away. A couple of minutes later she drove up and Amy got into the car with her.

Kala carefully backed out and headed home. She looked down at the dash clock. It read 7:15. 'Oh no, mom's already home. I bet Sindy already has her made at me. She always gets away with everything and mom always on her side.' With those thoughts, Kala drove home.