The Sister

Chapter 1 – The Beginning

Ok so there I thought I had seen everything, it had been nearly
five months since I had seen the slutty mother and daughter and
then an Email requesting my assistance to train none other than
Snob Slut Sandra’s sister!

 I had since acquired myself a delightful little 18 year old
slave, who I call slut B, who I ‘found’ in a former soviet
country. She eats pussy like she was born to do so but she is
obedient and too has a little dominance in her, more of her
later, as she plays a role in the training of the sister.

I agreed a time and date with the Master of the Sluts and
recommended that Slut Sandra joined her sister toward the end of
the training. The Master was extremely pleased with this and did
inform me that he took the slut in under duress and requested
that he receive all the video images of the training. After
training he would decide what to do with her.

They arrived as instructed, the Slut whose name is Francis and
would be called Slut F throughout the duration of the training,
was cuffed and blindfolded. After discussions with the Master we
agreed that I would keep her for as long as needed with an
initial period of a month. Master requested that I have her
nipples pierced as well as pussy lips, a ring on each side of her
lips. He provided the gold rings for nipples and pussy.

I walked around Slut F looking at her condition her blond pussy
hair indicated that her colour was real not with roots dyed
black, just like her sister. Her blond curly hair had not seen a
hair salon for some time. She had bruises on her back, tops of
her legs and arms. She was a little chubby, but not too bad for
her age.  The chubby bit could be lost with a good diet and some
exercise however seems that she had not been doing much of
anything. Her nipples were small and breasts surprisingly firm, I
would enjoy sucking those nipples.

After the Master left, we led her to the cleaning room. With the
help of Slut B we manhandled the struggling slut to the bolt
rings on the enema table. I had prepped Slut B prior to her
arrival and she came into the room with two enema bags both with
soapy solutions, KY Jelly and shaving equipment. Slut F needed
some cleaning up.

Slut F was rocking back and forward on her knees to try to
prevent slut B from inserting the spandex plug in her ass and
preparing the hair removal.

“Whack...Whack…Whack…Whack...Whack,” was the sound of the paddle
landing on slut F’s bare ass cheeks. Followed by a scream of
pain!

“Slut, move again and you will get another five, NOW KEEP STILL,”
I yelled at her.

Slut B deftly worked away at removing the hair from the pussy and
ass of Slut F who was protesting loudly though the gag. We
ignored these minor protests as there would be more when the
enema pipe was inserted up her anal passage.

Slut B used a hose pipe with cold water to flush away the shaving
cream and hair from Slut F’s pussy and ass. Slut B climbed up and
hung the two warm soapy enema bags in place over the cleaning
table.

Slut B secured a spreader bar between the knees of slut F.  She
had prepared the bulb with KY. Slut B had been well trained to
give all types of enemas. I did not tell the Slut F what to
expect, not that I was interested in whether she held her enema
in for any length of time. Slut B was to call me as soon as she
was cleaned internally and externally.

Slut B called me on the intercom and informed that the slut was
cleaned in and out. I told her to bring her to my office for
further instruction. My ‘office’ is a room just outside the
dungeon where I am able to view on colour television screens the
sluts in their various states of punishment, training or
restraint.

“Francis, from this minute and while you are under my control you
will be known as slut F. You will ask permission to speak and
will only answer when asked to do so. You will do as instructed
at any time of the day or night and will do anything that is
asked of you including any sexual favours, without any question.”

Slut F, looked straight ahead, still blindfolded and screamed in
what she tought was my direction, “FUCK YOU….. YOU BITCH WHO THE
FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU ARE….I WILL GET MY A HUSBAND A POWERFUL
ATTORNEY IN THIS CITY TO SUE YOUR LESBIAN ASS, YOU FUCKING
WHOREMASTER, BITCH CUNT!”

“What a lovely performance, Slut B, get her some soap for that
filthy mouth of hers!”

While Slut B was gone I continued my address to her….

“Your master has asked that I train you to become ensure that you
behave as any subservient slut would, you serve your master
without question and enjoy what he does or does not do with or to
you, do you understand?”

“FUCK YOU AND LET ME GO NOW……YOU CAN’T HOLD ME PRISONER,” she
screamed back at me.

“Slut F, no one can hear you, you are in a sound proof dungeon.”

I continued with my address, “Slut F, you will refer to me as
Mistress every time you respond to me. You will not speak unless
spoken to you will also be punished should you speak out of turn,
do you understand?”

“Fuck you…I am not your or that asshole brother in laws servant,
I come from a prominent family and my husband is a powerful man,
NOW LET ME GO and I will ensure that you are treated leniently by
the law!”

“Slut F, you appear to be dreaming, your husband left you for a
younger model, if it was not for your sister and your brother in
law you would now be on the streets selling your fat body to the
cheapest bidder!”

“And you Slut F will be punished for speaking without
permission.”

“My assistant, who you will refer at all times to as, Miss B, was
going to feed you, but since your mouth is so foul you will have
that washed and then you will retire to your cell and we will see
you in the morning. By the way there is water for you but since
you are hand cuffed if you want to drink you will have to get
onto your hands and knees and lap from the bowl on the floor”

We dragged her to the cell and slid the door closed…………..


Continued in Chapter 2 – “Training”

