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DENISE & HER SLAVES - PART I

Peggy is a well trained slave for household use. She is 5' 5", very athletic with brown eyes and short brown hair. Her figure is very reminiscent of many athletic women, slender, few curves and small, but firm breasts. She's 30 yrs old and is only interested in pleasing her master, me, no matter what it takes.
During the day I allow her to work to help pay for her slavery. She works at a local bookstore specializing in adult magazines and toys. This particular bookstore prides itself in having the best S/M collection of magazines, videos and equipment in a three state area. For serious customers, Peggy is often told to model the equipment. For instance, for one very shapely woman, Peggy was ordered to demonstrate different whips (to demonstrate the type of marks they leave on a slave's flesh). For that she was stripped and chained spread-eagled in the middle of the S/M section of the store. The woman then tried out all the whips in the store. First she tried a cat with several wide thongs. The whip kissed her ass about five times before a satisfactory welt rose. Peggy didn't cry out at all during this whipping. Then whip after whip was tried. Welt after welt rose on various parts of her body. The woman seemed to concentrate on Peggy's tits. When the shapely woman picked up the bull whip Peggy started to shudder in fear, but let out no sound. When the bull whip kissed her, it wraped itself around Peggy and the tip of the whip found her left nipple. Peggy shieked with that. Everyone in the store knew what had happened and applause roared from the entire store. Five strokes of the bull whip topped off the whip demonstration. The woman then felt all of the welts looking for the "best" one. The woman then bought only one whip and left, thanking the store owner for such a nice demonstration maniquin. Peggy didn't mind the torture at the store. Actually she enjoys being nude and tortured by complete strangers. She doesn't even care whether it's a man or a woman doing the torture. The only thing the store owner doesn't permit is fucking in the store. Everything else is ok, especially torture. One day a beautiful, forceful looking woman walked into the store. She was 5'10 with black hair and brown eyes. She introduced herself as Denise and told Peggy that she was looking for some nipple clamps, particularly nasty nipple clamps. She said "I heard that in this store the S/M merchandise can be demonstrated on a live maniquin. Is that true?" Peggy said that it was and that she was the maniquin in question. Denise then said "Would you demonstrate your most viscious nipple clamps on your nipples? I want to see the ones that get very tight, and those that are sharp and actually pierce nipples or what ever they are attached to?" Peggy told her "I'd be happy to demonstrate the clamps. Would you like me topless, nude or nude and helplessly bound for the demonstration for realism." Denise opted for the latter, of course. Denise told her to refer to her as Mistress Denise, and told Peggy that she would be referred to as slave. Peggy liked that. Peggy was then stripped and chained with leather cuffs and chains to the far wall. A gag was put in her mouth to keep her quiet during the demo. Mistress Denise then applied five different particularly nasty nipple clamps to Peggy's nipples and tit flesh. Peggy struggled against the bonds when the pain was intense. Mistress Denise watched her and was impressed at her pain tolerance. During the torture, Mistress Denise asked Peggy if people often came into the store looking to find a connection to buy a slave. Peggy said that some customers, the regular ones heavy into S/M often asked, but they didn't know of anyone who had slaves for sale. Mistress Denise then told her that she had slaves for sale and that Peggy could spread the word to trustworthy customers. She also told Peggy of a slave auction that takes place once a month at her place. Mistress Denise removed the gag and asked Peggy "does your master want to have more slaves?" Peggy said yes, and asked her more about the auction. Mistress Denise told her "I always have ten slaves at each auction. The bidding starts at $1,000 and they go to the highest bidder. All slaves are prime, although they may or may not be trained, depending on when they were "acquired" during the month prior to the auction. Do you want to bring your master over to inspect them before the auction? The next auction is saturday night, two days away." Peggy didn't know if I, her master, would want to buy a slave, but she took the address and directions to get there, just in case. When Peggy told me of the slave auction and that ten slaves were there for sale, I decided to go and see for myself. I only took $5,000 with me, not knowing the going rate for slaves. I arrived at Mistress Denise's house about 6:00 the next evening. The house seemed pretty ordinary, although fairly large. I rang the bell and a voice quickly said "Who wishes to have an audience with Mistress Denise?" I replied "My slave told me that Mistress Denise had some merchandise I may wish to buy, and that I should inspect it first. Tell your Mistress that I am Slave Peggy's Master and that I am here at her invitation." A moment later the door opened and a very attractive slave motione me in. The slave introduced herself as slave Lisa, daughter and slave to Mistress Denise. Lisa was 15 yrs old and was very well developed for her age, looking very much like her mother, only a little shorter. Slave Lisa was wearing only a slave collar and cuffs, nothing else. A leash dangled from her collar between her tits. She asked me to take the leash and allow her to lead me to Mistress Denise. Slave Lisa led me to the living room where Mistress Denise was sitting reading a bondage magazine. I was introduced and Mistress Denise rose and shook my hand, thanking me for Slave Peggy's attentiveness and ability to endure the pain of the demo. She complemented me for Peggy's training and asked what my secret was. I told her that it was no secret, just constant work and punishment. Denise then told me about the auction and the slaves she had. She asked me if I wanted to inspect them before the auction that starts in two hours. I told her that I wanted to and we then went down into her dungeon.
As we went down the stairs I noticed a significant collection of bondage and torture equipment. Some of it looked medieval and others looked modern. She remarked that some of the best tortures were developed centuries ago, and that she was somewhat of a historian. We got to the bottom of the stairs and then through a locked door. Inside the locked door was ten cages, all about three feet apart. Each cage contained a nude, bound slave ready for auction. I looked them all over and asked if I could touch. She said "of course you can. Just be carefull. They aren't all broken yet. Some were only acquired a few days ago, and hadn't accepted their fate yet." I examined each slave, in detail. I pinched and slapped them all over looking to see how they respond. After a while I was satisfied as to the quality of the merchandise. Mistress Denise then told me that it was just about time for the auction and that it would take place right here. She led me to a seat and Slave Lisa poured me a drink to wait for the auction.

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DENSIE & HER SLAVES - PART II

By the time the auction started about fifteen people and been seated by slave Lisa. All of them were given drinks and had a chance to peek at the cages. Mistress Denise ordered her other daughter, slave kelli, to take over the serving of the drinks so slave Lisa could fetch the slaves for the auction. Slave kelli was 13, very good looking for her age. Her tits hadn't really started to grow yet. They were just cute bumps on her chest, but her nipples were top quality. They are small, very round and dark. She also had her mothers features, only younger and smaller. Both of Denise's daughers were absolute slaves and eager only to please. Slave Lisa drug out the first slave for sale. She's a 16 year old blonde girl that had been captured only two days earlier. Her body glistened in the light from the sweat of the cage and her fighting her bonds. She was handcuffed with steel cuffs on her wrists and steel cuffs on her ankles. Another set of cuffs attached to her upper arms behind her back kept her from doing anything with her arms. A leather collar and leash completed the outfit. Lisa put her up on a platform and poked and prodded her to move as Mistress Denise ordered. Denise also whipped her just to show all the bidders what she sounded like when tortured. It was music to our ears. Then Mistress Denise opened the bidding at $1,000. About fifteen minutes later the bidding was over and she was sold to an older man with a strange smile on his face, for $6,000. She was lead back to her cage and the next package was delivered to the platform. One after another they were put on the platform. Each posed to get the best price. Mistress Denise was an expert auctioneer of fine slaves. She was just about 250 years too late for the real slave trade. Some times she wished she was born back then when it was done in the open and not in sub-cellars in hiding. I bid on all the slaves that had been put up but the price very quickly rose above my budget. Only one slave fit my budget and I won the bidding on her. Slave Merry, a 22 year old brunette with a slight larger than desired ass, but other wise quite nice, was put up on the platform.
The bid only got to $3,000 and I won. She was quite attractive, although not as young as the other slave girls. She had, however, been captured about three weeks before the auction, and had some training. She had resigned herself to her new life, as a slave. She had been photographed during severe torture, and other kinky activities. These pictures were given to Merry's friends and family with a note that explained her disappearance as one of seeking out her new lifestyle, with the photos provided to explain what that was. Her friends and family accepted it and she had been broken. After the auction was over all the slaves were put into strict bondage and placed in the trunks of their owner's cars. Mistress Denise asked me to stay and talk about Peggy. After Merry was loaded into my car, I went back into the house and we sat and talked about Peggy. Denise asked if she could borrow Peggy for a while. She was so enthralled with her the day before that she wanted to torture her some more. She had a hard time torturing Lisa and Kelli because, even though they were very willing slaves, they were still her daughters. Punishment would be given, but pleasureable torture was hindered by the fact they were Mistress's daughters. Denise wanted to completely torture a willing slave from top to bottom. I understood, and I told Denise that we could make a deal. I would let her borrow Peggy, and I would borrow the rest of her family. Denise told me that she had one more daughter than was there for the auction, slave Leslie was 18 and had an exceptionally good figure. Her tits were firm, and full, and her body new every form of sex and torture known to man. I told Mistress Denise that I would bring Peggy over and that I would torture her slaves there in the dungeon and elsewhere. "Anything goes" was the only instruction we gave each other. I then left telling Mistress Denise that I'll bring slave Peggy over at 9 the next morning. When I got home with slave Merry in the trunk I first went in to see slave Peggy. She was in her normal place, in her cage in the basement. I told her that I had luck and that I bought a slave and that her name was Merry. I also told Peggy that she was not to act like an overseer to Merry unless I told her to. Both slaves were to be equally low. Both would be like furniture in the house, like the rug, there to do with as I pleased, nothing more. Peggy understood this and accepted it happily. I told Peggy to get Merry out of the trunk and put her in a cage next to her own. Peggy did as she was told. Once slave Merry was locked up I turned my attention to Peggy. She has been a good slave, and has helped me to expand my stable of slaves. I decided to reward Peggy in a way she would find pleasant. I told her that I will allow her to name how she'll be tortured that evening. Peggy absolutely loved being tortured. Pain is her pleasure. Peggy asked that I torture her tits while she is tied to the bondage cross. I then put her up on the cross and strapped her in very tightly. I stroked her tits. I fingered her nipples and took them both between my forefinger and thumb and I squeezed them very tightly. Peggy moaned as I squeezed. As I squeezed harder I lifted her nipples up higher. This made her moan even more, followed with a soft wince before I let go. Before the feeling went away I put six clothespins on each breast with one of them biting at her nipple. Each of the clothespins were flicked and tugged on as she moaned and cried out. A riding crop finished the torture as I slapped the crop on each nipple, causing it to fall from her tortured flesh. After all of the clothespins were on the floor I decided that I would tell slave Peggy about Mistress Densie and the deal I had made.

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Slave Peggy accepted her new role quite well. Her new role was one of a slave for loan, in addition to being my house slave. Her well trained demeanor made her a perfect slave for anyone and all occaisions. I told Peggy that the in an hour I would take her to Mistress Denise for the weekend, and that I would get her slaves in exchange (slave Lisa and slave Leslie).

I told Peggy to wear nothing but her wide leather collar. Peggy looked particularly vulnerable when she was nude with only a collar. I put her in the trunk of the car and I drove to our destination. It took only about 30 minutes to arrive at the house. I parked in the garage and when the door was closed I entered the house to tell Denise that I had her toy for the weekend.

Mistress Denise came out in her full dominant splendor, dressed in a leather corset, making her small but shapely tits hang over the top, and thigh boots covering her slender legs. Hand cuffs hung from one side of her belt and a whip from the other. With a leash that she had in her hand, she attached it to Peggy's collar and pulled her out of the trunk. I introduced Peggy to her new Mistress and she immediately fell to her knees. Denise instructed her to kiss each toe on both feet, and she did so without hesitation. "She's well trained. I think I'll enjoy her this weekend" said Denise. I followed Denise into the house and I saw Lisa and Leslie on their knees in the living room. Both were nude, except for collars, cuffs binding their wrists behind their back and ball gags keeping them quiet.

As Denise lead Peggy down into the dungeon I walked over to my slaves for the weekend. I reached down to slave Leslie's nipple and squeezed it firmly between my finger and thumb. She didn't move or show any discomfort. I did the same to slave Lisa. Her younger stature and her inexperience showed as I squeezed harder and harder yielding a moan, then a squeal. I attached leashes to their collars and I decided to take them to the dungeon too. I descended first. I saw Denise attaching Peggy to a big wheel. She was attached spread-eagled with her arms and legs stretched tight. The pain of this postion was all over her face. Denise continued and placed ten clothes pins on each of Peggys tits, biting visciously. The pins on her nipples had little nails embedded in them so that the points of the nails pierced her flesh. Once she was done, Denise flipped a switch and the wheel began to spin to the right. Slave Peggy could do nothing except spin. As her body turned Denise used the whip to knock off the clothespins. One by one they fell off. Not every stroke of the whip hit a pin. Sometines they missed entirely, only making Peggy's agony last longer.

As Denise enjoyed Peggy I decided to take slave Lisa and hang her by her ankles from the ceiling. Her arms were weighted to the floor so she was stretched a bit. Her legs were spread wide so her young cunt was ripe and available for some fun. I looked around the room and I spotted some extra spiked clothes pins on a table. I put one on each of Lisa's nipples then attached a 3 ounce weight to each. Her agony was exquisite. She squealed as I put them on and as I made the weights swing. Leslie watched, but she had no comment or concern for Lisa, her sister. Leslie was thinking of what her torture would be. For Leslie I decided that tit torture would be the venue. I tied her to a slant board with her arms under the board and her feet spread wide. The board was slanted at about a 30 degree incline with her head on the high end. Her tits were then roped with a thin piece of laundry line. Six coils around each tit made her tits really stand out. Their color turned somewhat reddish purple as I made it tight. Her nipples stood out like little bullets ready to pop. Leslie's pain was evident but not intense yet. That was to come. I picked up a cat-O-nine and began to whip her lovely tits. I striped them but good before I stopped. Every stroke brought a scream from the bound slave. As I tortured Leslie, Lisa twitched and made her weights sway herself. She did it both by reflex and on purpose. She was in agony as they swung, but she craved it. Even at her young age she knew what her body craved. Mistress Denise didn't even once look over to see what I was doing to her daughters. It was unimportant to her. She was intent on breaking slave Peggy, and taking her to a new plane in her ability to withstand pain. All of the clothes pins were knocked off by now and Peggy had slipped into unconsiousness. Her body had betrayed her and made her sleep through the best part of the torture, the last two nail clips on her nipples. Mistress Denise was like a surgeon, whipping them off one at a time. But she didn't just whip off a clip, she whipped off exactly the clip she aimed for. After all the clips were off, Denise stopped the wheel and took her down from it. Peggy was now finding herself being put on the rack. The rack was just like the ones from the old movies of torture chambers. It was frightful, but Peggy had no choice. Her arms were attached, still very sore from the wheel. Her ankles then found their restraints too. Then the crank turned. Click, Click, Click. Each click produced new levels of pain. Click, Click and the pain made her almost mad with agony. Slave Peggy could no longer make out who was doing what. All she knew was the pain. Denise then produced a whip and proceded to whip Peggy's entire body, including her face. Peggy hardly noticed the whip, except when it found her pussy. The torture lasted for about an hour, but seemed to Peggy to last for days. Once she passed out from this torture, Denise put her into a cage and went up to get a drink. All the while I was continueing to torture Lisa and Leslie. I whipped both of them with a cat and then picked up a bull whip. I looked at Lisa dangling there. I found that the bull whip wound itself around her body so nicely and made such a nice sound when its tip found her flesh that I gave her about fifteen strokes with it. Of course it made her contort herself, which in turn, made the weights attached to her nipples swing wildly. This made her nipples hurt alot and added to making her swing her body. I did this for three hours and then I reversed Lisa and Leslie and started over. This lasted the rest of the night and then I went upstairs to see Denise. Denise and I then ended up in bed together, Master and Mistress in a house full of slaves.

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