Slave to hooters waitresses

Chapter one I become a slave

As a college student I had to take any job I could get to make some extra cash
working part time. Being a bus boy at Hooters was not exactly intellectual but
on the other hand you got to work with some great looking girls.

After working there for about a week I went home and started to check my e mail.
There was a message from this person calling herself "mystery girl at hooters"
from hotmail. Naturally I was curious and opened the message which said:

"You do not know who I am but I am one of the girls at Hooters where you work. I
and another girl who works with us think you are cute and want to get together
with you for some weird and kinky sex games. If you are interested just reply
and I will get back in touch with you."

Well of course I was interested and sent an e-mail reply right away. I kept
checking my e mail all the next day but there was no reply and I went to work in
an excited state of agitation. Every time a waitress smiled at me I wondered if
she was the girl but was afraid to say anything. If I picked the wrong girl out
of the 15 at the restaurant I might mess up the whole thing. When I got home
that night there was a new e mail from mystery waiting for me:

"You were really cute at work tonight trying to figure out who I am. I will
give you a hint by telling you I am a blond. What I want to now know is if you
are really adventurous. My friend and I like to play games called "slave
orgasms" and would like to know if this interests you. Send me an answer."

I was puzzled about what a slave orgasm was and thought I should ask about this.
I knew I found it exciting as it made my dick very hard just reading the e-mail.
So I sent a reply saying I was very interested but also asked what a "slave
orgasm was."

When I went to work that night I found I was staring at every blond waitress in
the place as I was of course just dying to know who mystery might be. Eight of
the 15 or so waitresses were blond and in looking at them I came to the
conclusion it did not matter much. Every one of them, thanks to Hooter's
policy, was young and pretty and had great tits. Two girls however stood out
above the rest. Cindy had big, beautiful blue eyes and a pair of big bee sting
lips; even more pronounced than those that my favourite actress Julia Roberts
has. The there was Pat who had the greatest pair of legs you have ever seen.
In a way I was sad because a couple of the brunette waitresses were really cute
and hot as well. But then I remembered that Mystery had only said she was blond
and any of the other girls could be her partner in this sex game as no details
about the other girl had been provided.

It was hard for me to fall asleep that night as I kept fantasizing about who
Mystery might be and what a slave orgasm was. So when I got up in the morning I
was tired, excited and horny as I opened up my e-mail to see if there was
another message from Mystery. My heart leapt into my throat when I found that a
new message had arrived. In fact I was so excited that I had to try twice
before I could open the message which said:

"Dear Dave
You were cute at work last night trying to figure out who I am and of course you
had no clues at all who the other girl, my partner in this adventure, might be.
Let me answer your question as to what a slave orgasm is.

The idea here is that my partner and I will give you all the orgasms you can
handle each and every day and in every way. You will get hand jobs, blow jobs,
get your balls sucked and will get fucked in every position you have ever
thought of and many others as well. The only condition is that you agree to be
our boy toy sex slave and agree to everything we request we make, no matter what
it is.

Now, we need to check and see if you are capable of being a slave and taking
orders. This is important as it is your slavery that will turn us on and it is
what we want to have before we give you all these beautiful orgasms. We need a
boy toy to do whatever we want and whenever we want it. More than that, both of
us like to be dominant.

So here is your little test. I want you at exactly at 1100 this morning to be
standing totally nude on your balcony and with your portable phone in your hand.
I will phone you with your next instruction as to how this fun game can start.
If you agree, just send the word "yes" now to me in an e mail."

Without stopping to think and almost in a trance I clicked reply, typed in the
word yes and clicked send. My God, I had slept in and noticed it was now only
15 minutes before eleven. Had I sent he message in time? The all of a sudden
another e-mail came in that said "message received you only have ten minutes to
get nude and get on the balcony.

Once again in a trance I started to undress, all the time wondering what was I
doing getting nude on the balcony where others night see me. I had not until now
reflected on the fact that it was only a few degrees above zero outside. But
then I thought of the promise that I would get all the orgasms I wanted and
finished stripping picked up my portable phone and walked out on the balcony. I
huddled next to the wall so it was hard to see me and waited shivering.

At exactly eleven my portable phone rang and a girl said in a sexy voice "I will
say little to keep you guessing who I am. Step out into the middle of the
balcony where I can see you and masturbate until you come. This is your first
of many orgasms."

She must have been standing or at least was located where she could see me.
Maybe she was in the big apartment building next door. Anyway, with a dick hard
with excitement I stepped into the middle of the balcony and started to play
with myself. Even though I was outside and nude, it was not hard to come. The
scene was so sexy and the thought of one of those cute blonds at hooters
watching me aroused me so much I came very quickly.

As I finished my orgasm, the voice in the portable phone said "good for you,
slave. Go back and read the next e mail and do what it says. I see you could,
with training, make a good male slave for us."

I almost ran to the computer and saw there was a new e-mail from Mystery, which
said

"Dear slave
Welcome to the wonderful sex games I and my friend have arranged, and I hope you
enjoyed your first orgasm. I will personally give you the next one. If you
follow these instructions, we can start our fun right after work tonight.
Besides, it is a little late for you to back down now. I live in the apartment
building right across from you and two floors up. The videotape of you nude and
jerking off on the balcony should ensure your future cooperation. Here slave are
your instructions.

Print off the attachment to this e mail which is a slave contract from you to
me. Sign it and put it in an envelope and then slide it under the door of the
girls' locker room at Hooters. Wait a minute or two and then an envelope of how
and when we will get started this very night will be slipped back under the door
to you."

With trembling hands, I opened the attachment which read as follows.

The undersigned agrees to be the total sex slave for (blank) and (Blank). More
specifically:

* The undersigned slave agrees to perform any act or do anything either of the
two girls tells him to do, and to do so without hesitation.
* The slave agrees to perform sex acts on anyone who is female who either of us
tell the slave to serve or allow any female to have him as her slave if we so
order.
* Without limiting anything else in this agreement, the slave agrees to be tied
up in any manner we want, to be whipped or beaten in any way we want and to be
humiliated in any way we want.
* Furthermore, the slave agrees to serve us as above at any time and in any
place we want.

The contract can be cancelled by either of us at any time but the slave may not
cancel this contract but will serve us as long as we want."

I saw the girls had cleverly left spaces for their names so I still did not know
who they were and of course by slipping the contract under the locker room door
I would not find out until I met them face to face. Also I was signing away my
life and the only restriction was that I could not be made to serve anyone but a
female. But then I thought this will be the adventure of a lifetime and what
choice did I have now as the girl had a video of me jerking off on the balcony
totally nude.

So I printed the contract off signed it and put it in an envelope. I also sent
as requested an e mail back saying that I would slip the contract under the
girls' locker room door as soon as I arrived at work and would wait for an
envelope back with my next instructions.

I was very excited about going to work and the time seemed to pass very slowly.
However finally the time came, and as I went into the employee entrance I turned
to the right and went to the door of the locker room for the girls and slipped
the envelope containing the slave contract I had signed under the door. I could
hear the sound of tearing paper and guessed whoever was there was opening the
envelope to check that a signed contract was inside. It took all the will power
I had not to push the door open to see who the mystery girl was just near me on
the other side of the door. After a short time an envelope was pushed back to
me and I picked it up. I headed straight for the men's locker and locked myself
in a toilet


I opened the envelope and inside found a key and one piece of paper which said
"this is the key to my apartment. Use it right after work and go into the study
where you will find some equipment and some instructions as to how to use it. I
will join you 15 minutes later after you have had the chance to use the
equipment as instructed.

Thank goodness it was a Sunday night and we would be closing early as each
minute on the clock was like an age to me. What equipment was involved, how
would I use it, who was Mystery and in what way would she and her friend use me
as a slave? Would kind of orgasm would I get? These and a thousand other
questions kept racing through my mind until quitting time.

I got out of the restaurant as soon as I could and even took a taxi to the
apartment; after all it was close to where I lived and I could walk home
afterwards. I took the elevator upstairs, walked down to the apartment and put
my key in the lock. Breathing deeply, I entered a huge apartment with a sign
hanging from the ceiling pointing to the study.

When I walked into the study, I could not believe my eyes. There were whips,
handcuffs and all sorts or restraints hanging from the walls. There was a big
leather bed with restraints, a whipping post and so many other devices I could
not grasp them all at once. And yet the room had a nice atmosphere. The walls
were painted a happy light yellow; there were couches with coffee tables as well
as lounge chairs. The overall effect was like being in a cozy room with a nice
soft rug floor, despite all the bondage and domination gear that was around.

On the coffee table I found a letter of instruction plus the implements needed
to implement the orders. The letter read as follows.

"Slave
The first thing you must do is take off all of your clothes so you are
completely nude. Next, take the cock ring and put it on. The thick rubber band
with the slip loop goes around the base of your cock. Don't worry about
adjusting the rubber band. I am an expert in that and can set it so you will
not get an orgasm until I so choose. Note the two wire loops; you have to push
one ball through each of them and then you fasten the lock on the cock ring at
the base of your balls. Yes, there is no key but I have it hidden in the
apartment in a place you will never find. The cock ring comes off only and if I
want it to.

The next order of business is the leg irons. The metal bar which is about 2
feet long goes between your ankles and keeps your crotch open for my pleasure.
On the other hand if you swivel your hips you will be able to walk slowly or
indeed the leg irons will allow you in a similar manner to crawl on your hands
and knees across the floor to serve me. Kneel on the floor with your legs
behind you and put on the leg irons. Lock the metal loop around each ankle and
once again the key is hidden in a place only I know.

The last piece of equipment is the two little wrist cuffs that are joined
together. Put them on in a manner that your hands are crossed palms up so that
you look like you are begging me, as you will be doing. Also in this position
your hands can receive any gift I give you, such as my panties to lick. You
will find in the crossed and palms up position with your wrists locked together
that you can grasp things if I so order but your arms and hands are really quite
useless to protect yourself.

Having done all of this, work your way over to the front of the big comfy black
leather chair in the corner. Kneel in front of the footstool and put your
upturned palms under it. Place your slave face on the footstool and this will
put your ass up in the air so I can whack it if I want. Do not, when I enter
the room, move a muscle, try to look at me or speak unless asked a question or
told to do so. Do all this now.

It was hard to get the cock ring on. The rubber band was tight enough t cut off
some feeling in my cock and I knew it could prevent me from ever coming. I felt
sick in my stomach when I locked it in place after pushing my balls through the
wire loops. Here I was naked in someone's apartment with a cock ring I could
not remove locked around my genitals and totally naked. Now I had to lock the
leg irons onto my ankles that forced my legs apart and made it possible but very
difficult to walk in a twisted staggering manner or to crawl. Then I put the
wrist locks on my wrist with my palms up and crossed. I was really helpless and
I could not unlock any of these devices. So without any other choice, I crawled
over to and put my head on the footstool of the big armchair and my hands
underneath it. There I was totally naked, my butt up in the air and waiting I
guess like a slave should.

After what seemed hours but was probably only a few moments, I heard the door
open and footsteps come in my direction. All of a sudden my hair at the back of
my head was pulled a bit lifting up my face from the stool. A sneaker like all
the girls wear at Hooters, a high top sneaker well laced up and also done around
the ankle with Velcro, was thrust under my face and I heard just one word
"kiss".

I kissed the sneaker and it stank. The sneaker was very old and worn and then a
voice said "yes, the sneaker is old, Dave. The socks have been worn for a week
in preparation for tonight and they really stink too. Kiss."

I kissed it again. Then the voice said "you may look up to see who I am."

I raised my head and my dream had come true as I saw Cindy standing there. Her
firm tits were pushing against the hooters t shirt and her big bee sting lips
were smiling at me. I smiled and said hello. Immediately I felt a huge pain on
my butt which had been hit with a hard leather paddle.

"I told you not to talk Dave." Then Cindy pushed my head down on her sneaker
again.

"You have a choice Dave. I can leave you here and go out to a party and you can
be all alone with the cock ring and unable to move or leave here. Or I can put
that nice video of you jerking off on the internet. Or you can continue to kiss
my sneaker."

The choice was clear and I returned to kissing the sneaker and smelling the
smell. I was glad the sneaker was on her foot and tied up as otherwise the
smell would kill me.

"I am glad you are learning to serve Dave", the voice said. "Now let me
explain. You are going to be trained as a perfect sex slave Dave. I am not
finishing my masters in psychology for nothing. It is the smell of my sneakers
and feet and my beautiful ass or the sneakers and feet of any girl that will
control you. Dave, it is called auto response training. Every time you serve
my feet or ass or those of my assistant who will help train you, we will be
sexually exciting you. Every time you have an orgasm you will be smelling,
licking and kissing feet, socks, shoes or ass. You will learn with time to
associate great orgasms with these things and you will beg to lick them. This
is your fate Dave, to be a foot and ass slave. You may not like the smell right
now but you are going to learn to love it so much that you will beg for it and
will do anything to have it."

I kept kissing her sneaker as she said all of these things and thinking it could
not be true. I did not enjoy kissing her stinky sneaker and how could this
become the thing I wanted to do most in the world. This was ridiculous.

"I see you doubt my words Dave", she said. "Perhaps a little quick
demonstration may help. Do you feel horny and want an orgasm Dave? You may
speak."

"Yes", I replied.

With a smile, Cindy then rolled me over on my back. My hands were still tied
palms up together but now my knees were raised and the leg irons kept my legs
apart completely exposing me. Cindy stood over me and smiled. She rang her
tongue over her big bee sting lips and rubbed her nipples through her t shirt.

Just then I heard the door open and I raised my head to see Kelly walk into the
room. Kelly was a dram in motion and still in her hooters outfit. She had long
brown hair, big hazel eyes and nice tits. But her outstanding feature that I
had dreamed about many nights was her long legs and her ass. Her ass cheeks
were round but small and tight from all the exercise she did.

"Greet your other mistress Dave", Kelly said to me "and roll over and crawl over
here and lick my sneakers."

I hesitated for a moment and Cindy said "a good slave never hesitates." Before
I knew what was happening Cindy grabbed me by the hair and fastened a slave
collar around my neck. It had little metal loops front and back and on each
side. She grabbed my head and forced me kneeling over the footstool and with
one firm motion grabbed a rope. The rope was through the metal loop in the
front of my collar and then pulled down and tied to the bottom of the big heavy
easy chair in front of the footstool.

Cindy then picked up a big heavy rubber paddle. "You have been a bad boy Dave",
she told me. "Slaves must immediately obey any order they are given and Kelly
just told you to lick her sneakers. This will cost you ten hard swats."

I felt totally helpless and exposed. My wrists were still bound together under
the footstool and my legs were lying behind me on the floor spread apart by the
spreader bar, exposing my cock ring controlled genitals. The rope through the
ring in the front to the collar was pulled so tight that I could not move my
head at all. I was in a position where these girls could whack my ass all night
if they wanted to.

Cindy walked behind me with the paddle and lovely Kelly sat in front of me on
the easy chair the better to see the look on my face as I was spanked. I knew
that was what she wanted to do.

Kelly asked Cindy to give me a big whack every time she said the word "now" and
Cindy of course replied it would be a pleasure to turn my ass nice and red and
sore as well.

Seated in the chair, Kelly started to talk to me. "You disappoint me Dave. NOW.
I have worn these sneakers for over 2 years at work and for the last week I have
worn the same thick heavy socks to get everything really smelly for you. I have
even gone jogging without socks to soak sweat into the sneakers for your
smelling and licking enjoyment. NOW. Then I give you the chance to lick these
sneakers I have worked so hard to get ready for you and you hesitate. NOW. On
top of all of this, I and Cindy have promised you orgasms and I am one good
looking chick. NOW. If I could get a little cooperation I would be so good to
you. NOW. Cindy and I will train you to be a good slave and be kind to you if
only you will act like a slave. NOW. "

Kelly then told Cindy to just keep whacking my ass. I had now received much
more the ten blows but in my helpless condition I was afraid to say anything,
let alone complain. Finally the girls decided this was enough whacking for now.

"Dave, I am now going to see if you have learned anything. I am going to put my
sneakers under your face and I want them licked. The licking needs to be
passionate. So you have a choice Dave. You can lick my sneakers or we can just
keep on beating your ass."

I knew I would do anything to save my now very sore ass. I knew the girls could
keep this up all night until I gave in any event. So when Kelly pushed her right
sneaker under my nose and lips I started to lick. "Not good enough Dave", Cindy
said. "I know you can stick your tongue out further than that and I know you
can lick with more passion. To encourage me to do so, she gave me two of the
hardest whacks on my ass I had had all night. I winced with pain and with no
choice stuck my tongue out further and licked more quickly. The taste was
terrible, all of rubber and canvas and sweat. The smell was very ripe to say
the least. What did I expect as Kelly had worn these socks for a week? They
must be soaked with sweat by now. I licked everywhere, the tops and over the
laces, the sides and even the little air holes on the side. The air holes were
the worst as they let some odour from the inside of the shoe to escape into my
nose.

Cindy noticed that my cock was not erect and mentioned this had to be fixed.
She reminded Kelly that their goals were to train me to like serving feet and
being a slave. This, she said, could only be done when I was erect and excited
when serving feet.

Kelly switched sneakers and put her other foot under my nose and lips. It was
clear to me that I had to lick this one too or get my ass beaten again. So I
started to lick. Suddenly I felt Cindy behind me and felt her hand reaching up
to my crotch. Slowly she wound her hand around my cock and tightened the rubber
band on the cock ring making sure I could not come. The she slowly started to
stroke my cock. I got instantly hard with lovely Cindy stroking my cock and she
made me hotter by leaning forward, so that I could feel her tits on my back, and
started to lick my ear. As she licked, she started whispering in my ear and
talking dirty. This is the one thing that drives me crazy and Cindy I think
could tell what an effect it had by the way my cock jerked in her hand.

"Keep up the licking Dave", Cindy said. "Also I enjoy so much having your big
cock in my hand. It makes me horny and I get wet when I see you licking Kelly's
smelly sneakers. It turns me on so to think you are licking her sneaker and
smelling that smell just to have the pleasure of my hand on your cock. Now I am
tickling your balls Dave. I so hope you are going to be a good slave so I can
reward YOU with blow jobs and a really good fuck."

"I think it is working Cindy", Kelly remarked. "Since you have been playing
with his cock and talking dirty to him his licking has become more intense.
Instead of showing resistance, he is now licking like a slut. Poor Dave seems
to think that the more he licks the better the chance that he will come. God
bless the cock ring." And Kelly was right. I was sucking and licking her
sneaker like a mad man, and twisting my hips trying to get off. But the fucking
cock ring prevented me from coming. One thing I could tell through all this
agonising excitement was that Cindy really knew how to give a hand job. Both
her hands were working on my now, one tickling my balls and the other stroking
my shaft. From time to time she would pull the skin back on the end of my cock
and tickle the head with her finger points, all the while licking my ear and
nibbling on it. I knew for certain that I would lick any sneaker in the world
to get Cindy to continue. I might not yet like kissing sneakers but I would do
anything for the job Cindy was doing on me.

Cindy could tell she was getting me hooked. She whispered in my ear while
licking it that "Dave I know you will lick that stinky sneaker Kelly has just to
keep me stroking you; if we want, you will lick it all night you male slut. I
am controlling you completely with just my hand; imagine how my tongue and pussy
will enslave you!" I trembled with fear for the first time as I thought that
possibly she just might be right.


"I think the time has now come to get down to some serious slavery and orgasms",
Cindy suggested, "let us get Dave over to the bondage bed so we can really go to
work on him."

The rope connecting my slave collar to the easy chair was undone but all my leg
irons and other bondage on me was left intact. I was brought over to the corner
of the room where the large bondage bed was located. It was enormous and I
could see there was enough room for three people to lie down. I was told to lie
down on my back and as soon as I did ropes were passed through the loops on each
side of my slave collar and tied to loops on the side of the bed. This totally
restricted my ability to move my head even an inch. Now that the girls knew
they had me under control, one of them stood at each side of the bed and took
the handcuffs off my wrists. Each girl then grabbed an arm and pulled it
straight out and attached it to cuffs on each side of the bed. Lastly they
looked after my legs. The leg irons were taken of but then after being told to
bend my knees each ankle was also attached to a cuff with a padlock at the side
of the bed.

I had never felt more helpless in my life. My head was held immobile by the
slave collar and the cuffs held each arm straight out from my body and
stretched. My legs were in a bent position with my ankles cuffed to the side of
the enormous bed and thus my cock and balls were totally available and there was
nothing I could do about it. Just when I thought they were finished binding me,
Kelly found a big leather belt and passed it over my waist and anchored it to a
fastener on each side of the bed. Now I could not even arch my back or move any
part of my body off the bed.

"How do you like that, Dave", Kelly asked me.

"I have never felt more helpless in my life", I said " but I have to admit this
large bed is very comfortable. I guess in this position I cannot worship your
feet."

"You are wrong ", Cindy said to me. "There is no way we want you to be
comfortable and just because your ass is not available we have other means to
punish you. I am going to put nipple clamps on you to make you behave. Also
notice the high bar stools over there by the bar. I simply put them by the side
of the bed and then put my feet in your face."

Cindy did indeed what she said she was going to do. She put nipple clamps on me
and then gave them a hard tug and I found out that really hurt. It was just as
bad or worse than having my ass spanked. She then put a big high bar chair
behind the bed and rested her sneakers on my shoulders from behind. She raised
one sneaker tip up onto my lips and I knew I had to lick it. My god that
sneaker smelt awful!. She then moved the bar chair to the side of the bed where
she could maneuver her feet better and put the bottom of her sneaker on my face.

"It is time for your serious training to begin Dave"; she said "and let you
enjoy the insides of my sneakers and socks. I know it is hard but undo the lace
on this sneaker with your teeth", and put the sneaker under my chin.

With maximum effort I was able to get the **** undone and then I was instructed
to loosen the laces with my teeth. This was very hard but I managed to pull the
lace from three or four eyelets encouraged from time to time by Cindy yanking on
the chain attached to the nipple clamps.'

Then I could feel Kelly crawling up onto the bed and positioning herself between
my legs. Once again she tightened the rubber band at the base of my cock and
checked to cock ring to ensure that I could not come. Then she started to play
with my cock in her hands.

"In a moment you will be kissing Cindy's stinky and sweat soaked sports sock,
Dave", Kelly said to me. "As part of your training to learn to love smelly feet
and being a slave, I will then start to lick your cock. I am looking forward to
running my tongue all over your shaft and may even lick your balls."

This made me hard as a rock and then I realized for the first time that yes I
wanted to lick and kiss Cindy's stinky sock as a small price for getting Kelly's
mouth on my shaft.



Cindy then used by forehead to pry off her sneaker and reached down and set it
next to my head. The stench from the sneaker was terrible. I had never even in
a locker room after a hockey game smelt anything so fetid. With a smile she
then lowered her sock foot over my face. As it was coming at me, I could see
that it was damp with sweat and had stains on it. God help me, she really had
been wearing it for a week. She wrapped the toe part of the sock around my nose
with her toes and then told me to kiss the instep part that was pushed against
my mouth. With the sock pushed against my lips I was forced to breathe through
my nose. I was assaulted by the smell of sweat, rubber and canvas and the sock
was so wet and damp that pieces of it were coming off and sticking to my lips.
In fact the sock was so sweaty that it was sticking to my face.

"I get so horny when you worship my feet Dave", Cindy said in a sexy voice. "I
know it is hard for you to see but I am taking off my t shirt and have no bra on
and starting to rub my nipples as you are making me so horny. I am getting wet
Dave. Remember to kiss an area and then lick the sock. Do not worry I will
move my foot around so you can enjoy all of it. Get used to the smell, as it
will become a great pleasure to you. Over the next few days you will learn to
crave and desire this smell."

I found the whole experience in a weird way quite exciting, perhaps because of
the Cindy's sexy voice or maybe I was enjoying being tied up and humiliated.
But the smell was terrible and the threat that I would be treated like this over
the next few days was truly frightening.

Kelly then started to work on my cock. I could feel her wrap her left hand
around it and this gave me an instant erection. Then I could feel her tongue
flicking over the head of my cock. The bitch had drawn back the skin and was
working directly on the cock head, both with her lips and tongue. Had it not
been for the cock ring I would have gone off in about 30 seconds but all I could
experience was a really horny feeling and a bit of pre come and nothing else.
This started to drive my crazy. No matter what I thought of I could not come. I
was unable to move my body even an inch and could not even thrust my hips.

This whole thing went on for several minutes until Cindy's entire sock was
covered with saliva from the licks I had been forced to give it. The girls got
the idea that they should switch positions as "Kelly wanted a chance to have her
sock sucked too." Cindy agreed but reminded Kelly to keep one shoe on at all
times as the stench was at its peak when the sock was fresh out of the shoe.

Kelly was in such a hurry to have her sock sucked and licked that she undid her
own shoe lace instead of making me do it with her teeth. To follow her own
advice to keep socks ripe and fresh, Cindy grabbed her sneaker from beside my
head and laced it up very tight on her foot again. Kelly sat down on the high
bar chair and pushed her foot hard into my face. I thought that Cindy's sock
had stank but, as incredible as it was, Kelly's smelt even worse and was even
more wet with sweat. She also wrapped her toes around my nose and told me "to
make sure to sniff her stinky socks while I licked and sucked the sock part
"jammed into my mouth.

While I was suffering in this way, I noticed that my cock was a bit hard even
though Cindy had not started anything as yet. Could it be that the training the
girls were giving me was beginning to work? I didn't really have time to think
this through when Cindy grabbed my cock and started to play with it. She was as
good as Kelly, albeit with a different technique. Cindy liked to lick the shaft
while she played her fingers over the cock head. I thought for sure my balls
were going to burst and I knew that if I was not blocked from talking with the
sock foot pushed on to my mouth that I would have begged for an orgasm. But I
could not and had to lie there motionless and suffer the smell and licking of
Kelly's sock while Cindy played with my cock.

"Dave", Kelly said to me, "you may think that all this hot talk while you sock
suck is just to train you into being a foot slave. But it is true as well. I
am as hot as hell from the licking and kissing you are giving my stench sock. I
am now going to get you to eat my pussy. Maybe you cannot come with the cock
ring but I sure am going to."

Kelly then stepped down from the stool and took off her little orange hooters
pants and the tiny little thing she was wearing underneath it. Both girls now
took their tops off so I could see two sets of tits. I could feel the bed move
as Kelly climbed on it and then I could feel her grasp each side of my head with
her knees. She grabbed the chain of the nipple clamps and yanked it hard and
then slowly brought her pussy to rest on my mouth. "I am going to unhook the
chains on your slave collar Dave so you can tilt your head and really pleasure
me. You are stilled tied up and the chain to your nipple clamps is in my hands
so be a good slave!"

I could feel the bed move as Kelly climbed up and the she wrapped her knees
around my head. Slowly as she faced towards my feet, she lowered he pussy right
over my mouth and while yanking on my nipple chain, which really hurt, ordered
me to lick. I stuck my tongue in her pussy and started to lick and suck. As
soon as I started licking Kelly I felt Cindy start to move. She forced my dick
flat against my stomach and sat on it with her crotch pushing against it. Then
came the big surprise. She and Kelly started to do some of the deepest French
kissing I had ever seen. So then I knew I had two bisexual girls on my hands.

I could tell my licking was having an effect as Kelly started to groan and grind
her hips and thus her pussy against my lips and tongue. The more excited she
got the more she pulled on the chain attached to the nipple clamps and this was
real torture. I doubled my licking and kissing to her pussy and tongued her
clit, anything to get her to come before the pain in my nipples overcame me.
With a huge groan she came.

"Thanks for the great orgasm Dave," Kelly said and came over to me and licked my
lips and stuck her tongue in my mouth. I am now going to do something special
for you and to you. I may let you come!"

That made by dick jump. Kelly came over and tilted up the top of the bed. The
girls had all sorts of special equipment built into this bed and now I found out
that the head or foot could be tilted. So I found myself with my legs
outstretched and tied apart as before and of course my arms were still cuffed to
the sides of the bed. But now I was sitting upright with my back vertical and
my legs to the side, with my feet apart and straight out spread eagled in front
of me. Sort of like a bondage chaise lounge. Kelly then ran little ropes again
through the loops on each side of the collar and tied then tight once more to
the side of the bed. My head was once again immobile.

"Here comes your treat Dave", she said. "It will really help with your training
to love foot smell and being a slave. I am going to tie this other sneaker
still on my foot over your face so you will really get the full stench of the
inside of this sneaker. You must breathe through your nose and use the tongue
to lick the smelly inside bottom. When I take this sneaker of your face if it
is not wet from your licking I will beat your balls, no k**ding. Also I can
watch your cheek all the time to see if your tongue is moving. If I think you
are not licking then I will beat your balls right away."

Kelly did just what she said she would do. She took off her other sneaker and
opened the laces wide. She then pointed the inside of the shoe at my face and
rammed it over my nose and mouth. My nose was way up toward the front of the
shoe where the smelliest area was and my tongue forced against the inside
bottom. Kelly then pulled the laces around my head and tied it tightly behind
my head, binding the inside of the shoe to my face.

"With the sex treat I am about to give you Dave trust me you will be breathing
deeply", Kelly said with a laugh."


Kelly laughed as she saw how I was trying to hold my breath but of course after
a bit I had to breathe and the stench that assaulted my nose was really beyond
description.

With a smile Kelly then got naked and to my great joy loosened the rubber band
on my cock ring so I would be able to come. She smiled and sat on my legs and
took the nipple clamps off and started to lick my nipples. That felt incredible
and instantly I had a huge erection. "Fuck time Dave" Kelly said and spread her
pussy and lowered it on my cock.

Kelly was a tease even when fucking. She would pump my cock a few times and
then lie still and remind me to lick the sneaker. I wanted to come so badly I
could have died and despite myself I was licking the inside of that stench
filled sneaker like it was the sexiest thing in the world. Kelly kept this up
for about ten minutes and the finally pumped and rode my cock to the most
thunderous orgasm I have ever had in my life.

To be continued.





Chapter 2 Cindy and Kelly add a female slave


After all of this the three of us were completely exhausted. After all we
worked until midnight and now had been fooling around for a long time. The
girls said it was tome to say goodnight and they would both sleep in Cindy's
bed. I was sure right; they were bisexual. They left me all tied up but there
was worse news than that. Cindy got jealous that Kelly had more time with me
then she had. Thus she insisted that I spend the night enjoying her sneaker.
Thus I found her sneaker thrust over my nose and mouth with my lips pressed on
the inside and my nose further buried in the shoe where the toes go. The shoe
was tied tightly around my head once again and I was left with the taste, smell
and odor of Cindy's stench filled sneaker for the night.

I noticed that I was developing an erection again all alone there by myself in
the dark. What Cindy was saying was beginning to come true. I had received so
much sex while smelling sneakers and socks that the very smell now aroused me
somewhat. It tried not to concentrate on this smell or my arousal as with my
hands tied to the bed there was nothing I could do to jerk off or otherwise give
myself release. It was true that Kelly had given me one great orgasm but I had
that cock ring on for so long and had been tease so much that I was horny again.
But despite all of this I managed to fall asleep as I was so exhausted by the
excitement and orgasm of the day.

In the middle of the night I woke up with a wonderful tingle in my groin. It
was so dark I did not know if it was Cindy or Kelly but one of these girls had
snack into the living room where I was tied up and was licking my balls. This
girl knew **** she was doing as she was holding my prick flat against my stomach
which pulled my balls up so they could be licked and kissed. I was in heaven
and only hoped that I would be given another orgasm, as the rubber band on my
cock ring was loose.

Then I felt the girl kneel on the bed, straddle me and shove my erection in her
pussy. A voice said, "I am horny and wanted to get fucked as well." Clearly
this then was Cindy and she started to fuck me. She was in total charge as
there was still a strap around my waist holding me down to the bed. I said
nothing, as it was especially arousing to be lying there helpless in the dark as
a girl fucked my brains out without a word being said. She took her time,
riding my cock and moaning softly and then stopping for awhile. When she
stopped, she would lick my nipples to keep me as a hard as a rock. I wished we
could kiss as lovers kissing and tonguing during fucking but with the shoe tied
on my face this was not possible. As a reflex, I started to lick and kiss the
inside of the shoe and this with my heavy breathing really drove the stench into
my mouth and nostrils. I came and so did Cindy and then I was left alone and
exhausted to sleep through until the morning.

The girls woke me up around 1100 am, untied me and invited me to stay for
breakfast. The one good thing about working late is that you can sleep in in
the morning. Over coffee, the girls put a new proposition to me.

"You know", Cindy said, "we really need a second slave. Relax Dave, not another
male slave but a girl slave. As you have noticed Kelly and I are BI-sexual."

"It would increase the fun a lot", Kelly pitched in. "We could have contests
and the slave that loses would be punished and the winning slave would get a
reward."

"Do you have anyone in mind?" I foolishly asked, being excited which overcame
the more wise thought that it would be better for me to keep my mouth shut.

"As a matter of fact we do", Cindy replied. "It's Sandra and she is small and
petite and really cute. Her whole attitude is submissive and she is a bit
afraid to talk to boys. At the same time in girl to girl talk we know she is
really horny and wants to get laid. We also have reason to believe like us she
goes both ways."

"So the whole idea", said Kelly" is to get you to rope her in so to speak in the
same way we snared you. You can use the anonymous e mail account we used to get
you and you can get her into our trap. Once you get her over here and we get
her into a little action, we can videotape her and she will be a slave as well.
As a matter of fact Dave we have already sent the first e mail on your behalf!"

I sat there stunned but horny and with a dry and excited voice asked to see the
e mail, which had just been sent. It read as follows:

"Dear Sandra

I am one of the five guys who works at hooters with you as bus boys. I really
think you are cute and I want very much to be your willing boy toy. I will do
anything you want at any time and in any place. There is nothing you have
dreamed of that I would not willingly do for you, no limitations and no
restrictions. I am yours to command at any time. If this interests you then
send me back e-mail within 45 minutes. Otherwise this offer will be cancelled
forever."

"Very clever girls", I replied, "but how did you know I would cooperate and even
more how do you know she will see this email so quickly?"

"Very simple" said Kelly. "First, we have the goods on you and you will
cooperate and you fucking know that. We asked you but we were only being
polite. You know you are our slave and you have no choice. Secondly, we phoned
Sandra to have a girl chat and we knew she was on her computer at home. She will
see the email."

Just then the computer rang a little bell to tell Cindy that a new e-mail had
arrived and with laughter Kelly and Cindy saw it was from Sandra. It was a
short and sweet message and simply said, "Yes I am interested. I am now on MSN
messenger and we can exchange instant messages."

Cindy opened her MSN messenger and started to type as if she were me. Here is
the exchange that took place.

"Thanks for the reply. I really want to please you." Cindy typed as if she were
me.

"Who are you?"

"I will tell you in a moment but first I want to talk a bit. Do you have a boy
friend?"

"No I Don't"

"Well I will be your perfect boy friend. I will be yours to command sexually
and to do everything that you want."

"You are making me horny."

"I am glad as my lips and cock are ready to give you orgasms just the way you
want."

"I want to get started if you are not the only one of the four or five bus boys
I do not like."

"I will tell you who I am if you promise to send me a picture of yourself with
nothing on. In fact I have a webcam so you can show yourself nude on your
webcam and I will record what I receive."

"Ok I promise to do that if I like who you are."

"I am Dave"

"Dave, I have to be honest; I have always wanted to get together with you. Will
you do anything I ask you to?"

"Yes, if you show me your lovely body now on the webcam". (At this point with
an evil grin Cindy set her computer to record the pictures the webcam would send
us and turned on her webcam. They moved so Sandra would only see me.

Both webcams came on and I saw Sandra sitting there totally nude. She was very
pretty with an athletic little body and very perky tits with big pointed
nipples.

"Do you like what you see Dave?"

"I sure do Sandra", I replied. (Out of the corner of my eye I could see Cindy
out of camera range holding a big paddle. This was a clear signal for me to
rope Sandra in. Cindy held up a big sign. Tell her I am out tonight and you
can borrow my apartment. She does not know you live alone."

"So you are going to do everything for me Dave?"

"Yes"

"Then get your clothes off and jerk off for me now Dave"

How did Cindy and Kelly ever think this girl was submissive or was it that now
she had a chance to command all her pent up desires came into play? Anyway, I
had no choice and took off all my clothes, stood in front of the webcam and
started to stroke myself.

"Tell me what you would do with me if I were there Dave"

"I would worship your nipples and kiss them as much as you wanted. I would lick
your ears and then I would fall on my knees and lick your sneakers and beg you
to let me fuck you slowly and passionately."


"God I would love that Dave. Would you really lick my sneakers just to have sex
with me?"

"Sandra, I would spend the while night just licking your sneakers if that is
what you wanted. Cindy will be staying with a friend tonight and I can get her
to lend me her apartment. If you come over here after work we can make this
real."

"Are you having an affair with Cindy?"

"Good god no, she is just a friend. It is you I have always wanted.'

"Ok we will go back together to her place after work", Sandra replied.

I finished my orgasm; told Sandra I could hardly wait until tonight and then
signed off.

Cindy and Kelly laughed with glee and told me what a great actor I was. They
also told me that was the last orgasm I would ever have unless I was licking
socks or sneakers! I was then told to get Sandra to the apartment right after
work and they would hide in the bedroom. There would be a **********corder to
record everything and thus I had to get Sandra to compromise herself so she
could be turned into a slave like me. "You may even have to fuck her", Kelly
said with a laugh.

That night when I went to work I was very excited and it was all I could do to
stop peeking at little Sandra. She was small, petite and cute with her blond
hair bobbing in a ponytail and her cute round butt. Her breasts were small and
quite perky and I was most attracted to her big bee sting lips. She smiled at
me coyly from time to time in a knowing way, but otherwise avoided me. As
closing time approached, I noticed Cindy and Kelly sneaking out early, probably
to set up the camcorder to videotape little Sandra. Soon closing time would
come and we would go over to Cindy's apartment. I had no idea what to expect;
were they going to treat Sandra as a slave like me, what was meant by "slave
contests" the girls had mentioned between the two of us etc. A million
fantasies kept running though my head.

Sandra came right up to my as soon as her tables were cleared, put her arm in
mine and said let's go. There was no harm in this, as often the guys and girls
at the restaurant dated and no one would think anything of this.

We decided to walk over to Cindy's apartment, as it was only ten minutes or so
away by foot. This was all to the best as it would give Cindy and Kelly lots of
time to set up. I had been told to take Sandra into the living room as I guess
all the bondage equipment in the study might frighten her off. As we walked
Sandra kept up a constant chatter as to how much fun we would have.

"I am glad we got together Dave", she said. "I think you are very cute and I
look forward to all the things you are going to do under my instructions. I
have stored up a lot of fantasies and I really want to try them out. People
think that I am shy and quiet but behind closed doors I love to take charge."

I wondered if Cindy and Kelly knew about this as they told me they thought
Sandra was quite submissive. If this is what they really believed, then they
were in for an awful shock. The other possibility of course was that they had
set me up and I had been an unwitting party to bringing someone else into the
group to dominate me.

I opened the door and we went into the living room. Everything looked normal
but I was sure somehow or other the girls had set up the videotape machine.
Sandra sat down on the couch and motioned me to sit down beside her. As soon as
I did, she put her tongue in my ear and gave my whole ear a real tongue washing.
"It really turned me on when you said you would even lick my sneakers if I
wanted you to. Did you really mean that", Sandra asked me.

"Of course I did", I replied while thinking the last thing I needed was someone
else who wanted her smelly sneakers worshipped. "Then you may start now. Get
down on your knees and lick my sneakers." I did as I was told and got down on
my hands and knees. I could see right away that her sneakers were old and
filthy and even before I put my lips to them to lick I was hit by their smell.
Sandra was like the other two girls; very smelly sneakers. I picked up her
right foot in my hand and started to lick, doing it in a special way as Kelly
had taught me. I licked the sneaker everywhere, the top, the side, the back and
the front. I ran my tongue over the air holes on the side even thought the
smell from them was gross. I could tell this was really turning Sandra on as
she started to squirm on the couch a lot and I saw through the corner of my eye
that she was starting to play with herself.

"I can't wait any longer Dave, I want you to lick and kiss my pussy". "My
pleasure", I replied.

Sandra stood up and told me to remain on my knees as she liked men in this
servile position. She then stood in front to me and pulled her hooters orange
shorts down around her knees and did the same to the little thong she was
wearing. She then put her hands on the back of my head and pushed my face into
her pussy. I decided to give her the licking of a lifetime so that Kelly and
Cindy would have a good show on tape, including how her face was now distorted
and she was moaning with pleasure. She would also look like a real slut with
her t shirt still on but her shorts and thong around her knees. So I started by
licking the inside of her thighs and then continued with light little flicks of
my tongue over her pussy lips. This caused her to start grinding her hips and
rubbing her pussy against my lips. Then I nibbled on her clit and she started to
moan. When she was hot as hell I plunged my tongue as deeply as I could into
her pussy and started to lick, while at the same time making a sucking motion
with my lips. She screamed as she came.

Jus as she finished coming, Cindy and Kelly burst into the room and grabbed her,
before she knew what was happening. They forced her hands behind her back and
handcuffed them together, and then while she was still in shock grabbed her
ankles and with duct tape tied them firmly together. They then whipped a slave
collar around her neck, pulled her t shirt up around her throat and with a pair
of scissors cut her bra off, leaving her nice little tits and their erect
nipples totally exposed. Of course they shot some videotape of her in this
condition as well.

Finally Sandra recovered enough from shock to scream "what the fuck do you think
you are doing?"

"I think we are videotaping you acting like a slut so you will become our
slave", Cindy replied. "Kelly and I like training sex slaves and decided you
are next as we are sick of all the crap we take from you at work. You like to
pretend that you are so quiet and cute but in reality you are a bossy little
bitch. You give us all sorts of shit as the shift leader and now it is time for
you to take orders from us."

"You will take orders Sandra", Kelly added. "The videotape we have of you can
be shown on the big screen at the restaurant and put as a free porn video on the
internet. You just know you will do anything to avoid that. You will join Dave
as our slave and we will have fun with you and with Dave as we are bi-sexual."

"That's what the fuck you think", Sandra replied. "I am a lot tougher than you
girls and if you do not want any trouble you will hand over that tape now." But
Kelly had already left the room to lock up the tape in a secure place and came
back and told Sandra she had done so.

I could tell Sandra was as angry as hell but scared at the same time. Clearly
Cindy and Kelly knew she was a dominating bitch and had tricked me so they could
get her in this bad position and then fix her and train her as a slave.

"It is what the fuck we think", Kelly replied. "Do you want to cooperate and
enjoy your training or do you want to do it the hard way? I assure you that in
a few days you will be to be our slave."

Sandra said nothing and then Cindy said "Ok, it will be the hard way." They
grabbed Sandra and carried her kicking and squirming into the den and Sandra
shouted "oh for Christ sake no" when she saw all the bondage equipment.

We set her down on the floor underneath a t bar with loops on it that was
hanging from the ceiling. The t bar in turn had a chain at its top end that ran
up and through a little wheel screwed into the ceiling and then continued over
to a winch on the wall. Clearly you could raise or lower this bar by turning
the winch. Sandra was in a helpless position and with her feet held together by
duct tape in a crossed position was not even able to stand up. Kelly said to me
"Dave in a moment I am going to take the handcuffs off her and then put wrist
cuffs with little metal loops on each wrist. We will then use these cuffs to
padlock her wrists to the loops in this metal t bar. When the handcuffs come
off you grab one arm while I and Cindy attach her other arm to the t bar. Then
we will of course come and fix up the other arm that you are holding.

I grabbed Cary's left arm and Kelly the right and Cindy took off the handcuffs.
Then both girls forced a wrist cuff onto Sandra's right arm and used the loops
to padlock it to the t bar. Once that was done, the girls did the same to her
left arm. Cindy then went over to the wall and started to turn the winch. With
her arms over her head and the bar being forced up through the winch, Sandra was
slowly but surely forced into a sitting position with her arms held over her
head. Cindy then cut the duct tape and the girls quickly fastened a spreader
bar between her two ankles, which forced her legs apart and exposed her pussy.
Their idea was to make Sandra feel like a slut, with her tits and pussy wide
open and her shorts and thong still pulled down but around the bottom of her
legs.

"What the fuck do you girls think you are doing?" Sandra yelled. "You think I
give a shit if you show that video to the girls at work? I will simply get
another job."

"Who says we will just show it to the girls at work?" Kelly replied. "How
about on an internet website or how about all the people you know at the
university you are returning to in the fall? Relax and learn to become a
slave."

Sandra gave Kelly and Cindy as well as me a cold stare and said nothing.
Clearly this point had struck home and there was nothing she could say. But at
the same time she was still defiant.

"Dave will demonstrate your future, Sandra." Cindy said. "Dave, put on your
slave collar, cuffs on your wrist and your cock ring after getting naked and
crawl over here.

Now this was a test for me as well. Was I really willing once again to put
myself in bondage for these girls who had the keys to all the padlocks I was
about to put on my body? I found I was ready to do this and found it exciting;
in fact it gave me an erection that all the girls saw me as a slave and Cindy
and Kelly smiled knowingly as an indication they thought my training to be a
willing foot slave was progressing well.

Sandra stared at me in horror as I voluntarily put wrist cuffs on each wrist
like she was wearing and locked them on with padlocks to which I had no key.
Then I did the same with the slave collar. Sandra also stared in fascination as
I put on the cock ring, pushing my balls through the metal loops and tightening
the rubber band around the base of my penis before snapping the lock shut.

"Soon you will be as obedient a slave as Dave, Sandra", Kelly said. "Let me
show you what a good slave he is. Dave, I have left on the same smelly socks
you worshiped yesterday and in fact slept with my sneakers on last night. These
shoes and feet are ripe Dave. Get on you knees and lick them."

Sandra stared horrified as I knelt down and started to lick Kelly's sneakers. I
could tell right away that the stench level was way up from yesterday. Cindy
pulled up a chair and rested her sneakers on the back of my head as if I were a
footstool and started to chat with Kelly what should be done to train Sandra.

"Sandra is such a bitch", Cindy said. "I want to repay her for all the trouble
she has given us at work and I am sure we can break her."

"Perhaps the best way is to show her we are serious and she has no choice,"
Kelly replied. "Humiliation should work with a bitch like this."

"Well, we can really humiliate her by making her serve us. After all she is not
bisexual and we are."

"Good idea and at the same time if we make Dave give her orgasms, then we can
train her to like it, just as we are training slave Dave here."

I knew the girls were right as I could feel my training was starting to have an
effect. This time and for the first time I was getting an erection from licking
Kelly's feet, even though the stench of her sneakers had reached an all time
high. My erection came just from being a sneaker slave; nothing else was
happening to make me horny.

"Let's do it", Cindy said. "But first I am going to make her beg. This will
humiliate her and anyway I want to hear this bitch beg after all the shit she
has given me at work."

As I continued to lick Kelly's sneakers, Cindy picked up a heavy rubber paddle
and moved behind Sandra. "Beg to lick my sneakers, bitch", she told her.

Sandra said nothing, indicating she knew she was doomed as no more threats or
retorts were coming from her bee sting lips. At the same time, she refused at
least for the moment to beg. Cindy started swatting her ass. I could tell that
were hard swats from the whacking sound each blow made as it landed. Sandra,
despite efforts to not react, started to gasp and moan from each blow. After
twenty or so whacks, Cindy stopped and said "Sandra, beg to lick my sneakers".
Sandra replied by saying in a quiet voice "okay I will kiss your sneakers."

"This will not do", Cindy replied. "First of all I want my sneakers licked just
like Kelly is enjoying Dave licking hers. Secondly, I asked you to beg and not
just say okay." Having said this, Cindy returned to whacking her ass with the
rubber paddle. After a few more whacks, Sandra had to give in and said "Dear
Cindy, May I please have the pleasure of licking your sneakers?"

Cindy did not even bother to answer but walked over across the room and brought
a bar stool and placed it if front of the kneeling and immobile Sandra. When
she sat on the stool her butt was more or less at the same height as Sandra's
face and it was easy for her to place a sneaker covered foot on each of Sandra's
shoulders.

"So you want to lick my sneakers, Sandra", she asked.

"Yes please and thank you", Sandra replied, obviously being afraid of getting
some more whacks on the butt.

Once again without a word Cindy took her right foot off Sandra's shoulder and
stuck it right under her lips. Sandra had to lean her head down and forward a
bit and started to lick the sneaker. Immediately her nose wrinkled and she made
a face, as she was both surprised and overcome by the stench of the sneaker.
"Lick with more passion", Cindy said "or I will have to beat your butt some
more."

"See how nicely Sandra is now licking", said Cindy. "Not as well as Dave but
she is doing a reasonable job." To more fully humiliate her, Cindy placed her
other foot on top of Sandra's head and ran it through her hair as her other
sneaker was being licked.

"Now we know that Sandra knows how to lick", said Kelly, "I think we should get
on with more humiliation combined with orgasms. Just sit there Cindy and I will
organise things."

Kelly turned to me and ordered me to lie on my back on the floor behind Sandra
and where her butt was. Instructing Sandra to lift her butt a bit, I was
ordered then to crawl face up under Sandra's ass and to push my head until my
mouth and lips were on her pussy.

"Dave is in place", Kelly told Cindy "and now would you be kind enough to remove
your shorts and thong, and stand right in front of little Sandra so she can lick
your pussy."

"Yum, yum", said Cindy, "I am really horny and would love Sandra to give me a
nice orgasm while she gets one from Dave."

To make sure that Sandra would do a good job, Kelly stood behind her and gave
her ass a couple of whacks with the paddle just to make sure that Sandra knew
she had to do a good job. Then I was ordered to lick Sandra's pussy while she
licked Cindy.

I did the very best job I could in licking Sandra's little pussy. After all she
was cute and it was a lot more fun than licking sneakers. I could tell my good
work with my tongue and lips on her pussy and clit were having a big effect.
Sandra started to grind her hips into my face and to moan as best she could
while licking Cindy's pussy. Sandra was the first to come followed a moment
later with large groans and whimpering from Cindy.

"Keep licking Dave and make sure Sandra comes again", Kelly told me. I am
walking around front to take Cindy's place and come myself.

"Hey that is enough", yelled Sandra. "Do you expect me to serve you sluts all
night?"

"Yes we do", replied Kelly "and as a slave you should be quiet unless spoken
to." You must remember that it is an honour for a slut like you to suck my
pussy. To teach you a lesson you will start with my butt."

As I started to lick Sandra again, Kelly walked in front of her, took off her
shorts and thong and then turning around stuck her ass right into Sandra's face.
She reached behind her with one arm and by grabbing Sandra's hair forced her
face right into her butt and commanded that she lick it. Sandra was not so fast
this time in getting excited and slow in starting to grind her hips from my lip
and tongues work; perhaps the licking of Kelly's butt was not "so much fun" for
her as pussy sucking. I kept up my good work and eventually I could fell Sandra
starting to squirm. Kelly noticed it to and turned around and put her pussy in
Sandra's face so that she would be serving pussy when she came. Sandra as she
got hotter started to do a better job on Kelly's pussy and soon Kelly was
starting to squirm too. "Lick and nibble her slowly Dave", Kelly instructed me.
"I want her to suck my pussy this well for a little while yet." So I stopped
sucking and licking for a moment and then started to do it very lightly. I was
now learning how to keep a girl on the edge and be in control of when she came.
I teased Sandra, getting her right on the edge within my licking and then
stopping. Finally as my tongue was getting tired I started to really bang my
tongue into her and in a few seconds she came with a great moan. Kelly came at
the same time.

I was pretty frustrated now as Kelly and Cindy had both had an orgasm and Sandra
who was also a slave had already enjoyed two orgasms. I looked pleadingly at
Kelly and Cindy. Cindy immediately picked up on what I was trying to say with
my eyes and said "Dave, we are now going to have a contest between you and
Sandra. The loser gets punished and the winner gets an orgasm. "What will the
punishment be?" Sandra said. "It will be whatever the fuck I want it to be
slut", Cindy replied to Sandra. "You need to learn to become a good slave and
keep your mouth shut." To make sure she was understood, Cindy reached over and
twisted both of Sandra's nipples very hard. Sandra kept her mouth shut and
stared at the floor.

The two girls got Sandra and me to crawl over to the front of the couch. We
were both told to lie on our backs and then we had our slave collars attached by
a padlock to a ring in the floor. Sandra still had her legs pulled apart by the
spreader bar and I was still wearing my cock ring. To perhaps make thing equal,
the girls put a spreader bar between my legs. Both of us had our wrist cuffs
removed, probably because the contest required us to have some use of our hands.
Sandra and I thus were tied up in quite a similar way; parallel to each other
and with our heads only a couple of feet apart. Kelly took a big chair and put
it on the floor so that she could sit over top of both of us, and while facing
our immobile heads put a sneakered foot on each of our chests. "The contest is
about to begin", she announced.

To be continued





Chapter 3 the slave contests begin

"OK slaves", Kelly said, "Here is how the contest works. I am going to put a
mask on each of you, and then put one of my sweat drenched and smelly socks on
each of your faces. You will kiss and smell this gorgeous treat for as long as
you want. The slave who stops first is the loser and may not move or do
anything that would indicate to the other slave that he or she has stopped. In
this way the winning slave could continue sucking and kissing my stinky sock way
after the time the other slave has stopped. Until both slaves have stopped no
one will know who the winner is. You had better hope you win and worship me for
a long time to assure this; the loser is really going to get punished and the
winner gets a nice reward."

Cindy then added a few thoughts of her own. "I will use this opportunity to
help you slaves get to really love the worshipping of sneakers and feet by
keeping you sexually excited during this little contest. I am going to insert
an egg shaped vibrator into Sandra's hot little pussy and Dave, I will play from
time to time with your prick, knowing the cock ring will stop you from coming."

Kelly put a blindfold first on Sandra, perhaps to let me see what was happening.
Cindy inserted the vibrator egg in Sandra's pussy, not a hard task as her legs
were still spread widely apart and held there by the spreader bar. Then I could
feel the mask being fitted over my eyes and the pulled tight so I was in
complete darkness.

It was exciting to be tied up and blindfolded. It made my other senses more
acute and I could hear Kelly unlacing her shoelaces. I lay there bound and
blind waiting with excitement as to what would happen next. I found being so
helpless actually very exciting and knew I had a hard on, but was it due to the
fact that Kelly was going to make me suck and lick her stinky sock, or because
Cindy had promised to play with my cock? As I was trying to sort out these two
factors, I could feel Kelly's. Foot, now with only a sock on it, on my chest.
Kelly knew how to torment. Her foot moved very slowly up towards the top of my
chest, then over my chin and lips and then settled on my nose, with her toes
wrapped tightly around my nostrils. The middle of her foot was resting on my
lips so I could lick. As I started to lick, this forced me to breathe through
the sweaty sock wrapped around my nose by Kelly's toes. I was losing all track
of time and I had no idea how long I had been licking and smelling Kelly's stink
sock. I listened carefully to see if there were any clues I could pick up as to
whether Sandra had stopped yet or not. This was a devilish game as I could have
already won but had no way of knowing it. But as carefully as I listened and
despite the fact that Sandra was lying on the floor right beside me, I could
pick up no clue. I could hear her soft moaning from time to time due to the
vibrator that was in her pussy but could not tell if that was while she was
licking Kelly's sock or not. Then I felt was must be Cindy's hand wrap itself
around my cock and start to stroke it. I kept on licking the sock in my face
but found the feeling in my cock and balls so engrossing that it was a lot
easier to keep on licking and smelling. Probably the same was true for Sandra
due to the vibrating egg in her pussy. I was as horny as hell but unable to
come and as the pleasure mounted and grew all I could get was maybe a little bit
of pre come. I had a strong desire to thrust my hips but was also unable to do
this thanks to the spreader bar between my legs. I can only describe the
feeling I was having as incredible ecstasy but agony at the same time, desiring
to come but not being able to do so. Cindy then stopped stroking my cock and
started to lick it. This girl was the worst tease of all time. She pulled back
my foreskin and started to lick the head of my cock with little light tongue
stokes, at different places on the head and with little pauses that left we
praying that she would continue. My balls were aching from the unfilled desire
to explode and I started to lick Kelly's foot like a madman and to breathe
deeply and fill my lungs with foot stench despite myself.

Time now had really lost all meaning; had I been licking this sock for 10
minutes or an hour? I had no idea. But I knew I had to quit soon as my tongue
and lips were getting sore and strained from all the work they were doing on
Kelly's sock. So I stopped and my heart thumped in my chest to see if I had won
or not!

When I stopped there were a few seconds of agony and suspense and then Kelly
said "congratulations Dave you have won." Cindy added her congratulations by
licking my balls!

"You will never learn it seems", Kelly said to Sandra. "You stopped licking my
sock after about 10 minutes while Dave here served for 30 minutes. Now we are
going to have to increase the punishment you receive, as you are such a stupid
bitch. Cindy, bring up the smell mask while I re-arrange Sandra here."

While leaving her collar attached to the ring in the floor, Kelly lowered the t
bar using the winch until it was just dangling a few inches off the floor and
over Sandra's head. She then grabbed each of Sandra's arms and used the wrist
cuffs that were still on them to attach each of Sandra's arms to opposite ends
of the t bar. Once this was done, she unlocked the padlock holding Sandra by
the slave collar to the floor and pushed her head forward. Bringing the now
opened padlock around front, she attached the front of Sandra's slave collar to
the t bar as well, forcing her head into an upright position. Returning to the
winch, Kelly turned the handle, forcing Sandra slowly but surely into an upright
position with her hands and head attached to the t bar. Once Sandra was upright
on her knees with the t bar holding her hands to each side of it and her head
tilted back and attached to the middle of it, she locked the winch into place.
Sandra was now totally vulnerable, sitting on her knees with her feet out behind
her but held apart by the spreader bar. Kelly then ordered her to get her ass
up in the air and get into a doggie position. As soon as Sandra did so, Kelly
put a strap around her waist and ran a chain from the back of the strap and
padlocked it to a ring on the back of the slave collar. This forced her to keep
her back and ass parallel to the ground as the belly was attached to the slave
collar that was attached on the other side to the t bar.

"Dave", Kelly said to me, "Sandra is now in a nice position for you to give her
a long and slow doggie fucking for which we will take off your cock ring. But
first we have to fix her up on the other end around her face to be punished."

Cindy walked around in front of Sandra with a funny looking mask in her hand.
It looked like the kind of masks that pilots used to wear in the Second World
War, except it was deigned to only go over the nose and not cover the mouth.
From where it would fit over the nose there were 2 little plastic tubes that
would obviously go into the nostrils. There was a long tube dangling from it
that ended in a broad piece of hard plastic tubing that spread out into a broad
flat piece with many air holes in it. Clearly with the mask in place the wearer
would have to breathe in through the nose from wherever the flat end of the
plastic tube was placed.

"This is our sneaker enjoyment mask Sandra", Kelly said, "which has been
designed for bad slave like you. Once this is forced over and into your nose
and the broad end inserted into my sneaker while I am still wearing it, your
nostrils will be filled with hot and fun filled air from my hot little sneaker.
Oh, do not worry we will do something with your mouth so you will be breathing
through your nose!"

Kelly reached down and put her stinky sneakers back on and inserted the flat but
broad end of the plastic tube down the side of her sneaker and underneath her
instep. With a grin she stepped forward and pulled the other end of the mask
over Sandra's head and inserted the little tubes in her nostrils. Pulling the
strap hard to hold it in place, she then padlocked the straps together at the
back. Sandra of course started to breathe through her mouth.

"Nice try slut", Kelly told her. "You should be breathing through your nose to
enjoy the privilege of my smelly sneaker; you are a slut slave. We will shut
your mouth right after you beg Dave to doggie fuck you."

Cindy released me from all my bonds and took off my cock ring, ordering me to go
and stand in front of Sandra's face padlocked to the t bar. "Beg him to fuck
you doggie style Sandra", Cindy ordered. Sandra was still being stubborn and
said nothing, so Kelly got out the rubber paddle and whacked her on the ass
several times. Finally, Sandra opened her mouth and said "Dave, would you
please doggie fuck me as long as you want?"

Before I could say a word, Cindy replied "Sandra, for being a slow and unwilling
slave, before I let Dave fuck you, you have to beg to have my sock stuffed in
your mouth. This will permit you to taste my sock while you smell Kelly's
sneaker through the sneaker enjoyment mask!"

Sandra hesitated, but then noticed that Kelly was right behind her with the
rubber paddle and she knew she would get her ass tormented until she did the
begging. So, she opened her mouth and said "please Cindy put you sock in my
mouth so I can taste it!" Cindy, without saying a word took off her right
sneaker and peeled her sock off her foot. It was so sweat and grime soaked that
it was almost sticking to her skin. Rolling it in a ball, she grabbed Sandra,
forced her mouth open and shoved in the sock. To secure it in place, she
covered Sandra's mouth with a big piece of duct tape. I could see Sandra's eyes
bulge out as the taste hit her mouth and the smell filled her nostrils. I could
only imagine how awful the stench and the taste might be and promised myself I
would do everything to avoid this. I forgot that it was the goal of the girls
to train me to beg for this sort of treatment.

Sandra started to thrash like a fish out of water but of course this did her not
good at all. He head and arms were padlocked to the t bar and the mask was
tight and padlocked on her face. With her hands being unavailable, she could
not do anything to get the sock out of her mouth; even her tongue could not push
it out thanks to the duct tape.

"Dave, congratulations on winning", Kelly said again. "It is now time for you
to give Sandra a nice doggie fuck and enjoy coming without your cock ring. I
want you to give her a nice slow fuck so she can enjoy what she is smelling and
tasting. There is one ************ part Dave but we will tell you about it when
you have your cock in Sandra. Get behind her and put your cock in her pussy but
do not move until we tell you that you can."

I did not need any encouragement, as I was as horny as hell. I got behind
Sandra and inserted my cock in her pussy. Sandra tried to say something but all
I could hear was a grunt thanks to the sock in her mouth and the duct tape. But
what was there to worry about? Sandra had begged me to doggie fuck her. As
ordered, I left my cock motionless inside her but was dying to start pumping.
Cindy grabbed a barstool and placed it beside the middle of Sandra's body, took
off her sneakers and placed her socks facing me. "Dave, you know you are being
trained to love feet", Cindy told me. "So I want you to be licking and smelling
my feet while you come in Sandra."

I was so hot that I did not even hesitate for a second to lean down and place my
nose and lips onto the bottom of Cindy's socks. The stench was terrible but so
was my erection. "Lick and fuck to your heart's content Dave", Kelly said.

For the first time ever I was voluntarily sucking and licking on disgusting
socks, with no restraint. As the stench of the socks began to hit my nose and
lips, I started to pump Sandra's pussy. I did it slowly as requested and both
Kelly and Cindy laughed. They obviously really enjoyed the two of us, me and
Sandra, being their slaves at the same time. After about five minutes I could
contain myself no longer and came with a loud groan.

The girls then untied us as they were exhausted from all the fun they had
enjoyed. Cindy instructed me to meet her tomorrow afternoon at a certain coffee
shop at 3.00 pm and gave a different address close to the coffee shop for Sandra
to show up at 4.00 PM when her noon lunch shift was finished at the restaurant.
Cindy reminded everyone that every girl would continue to wear the same socks
and sneakers to build the punishment."

I had no idea what would happen when I turned up at the coffee shop and Sandra
showed by the look on her face that she too was scared what would happen to her
at the nearby address.





Chapter 4 Going to the Domme shop

As ordered, I met Kelly and Cindy at the coffee shop. I notice right away that
they were wearing the same sneakers and socks as they had on yesterday. Their
shoes and feet would now smell even more than before with a further day's use
without being changed. Also it was a hot and muggy afternoon which would add to
the stench. The first thing I was told to do was to go into the washroom and put
on my cock ring. I hated doing this as it really hurt to pull my balls through
the little metal rings and pulling the rubber band tight around my prick also
was uncomfortable. But I had no choice. I did all of this and as a last step
locked the cock ring in place, as always without having the key to unlock it.

The girls were sitting at a table in the back of the shop and Cindy reached
underneath the table and undid my zipper to make sure the cock ring was in
place. I wondered where we were going and just who this girl Laura was but of
course was afraid to ask. As a slave, I was learning that speaking without
first being spoken to could get me into a lot of trouble and pain.

We all finished our coffee and started out the door and walked across the
street. I looked up and saw a sign that said "domme shop" and my heart skipped
a beat as I could guess that was where we were going. I was right as the girls
headed straight for the door. Just before swinging the door open, Cindy grabbed
my hands and cuffed them together behind my back and then pushed me through the
door.

As we entered I could see we were in a shop that sold tons of different bondage
and discipline equipment. There were whips, cock rings, handcuffs and ball gags
hanging from the walls plus a lot of other devices that I had no idea what they
were for. At the back of the store was a big sign marked as the entrance to a
display room. But the thing that caught my eye more than anything else was the
goddess standing behind the counter. She was a tall blond with beautiful make
up and beautiful bee sting lips. She indeed looked quite a bit like Pamela
Anderson except her tits were ample and well shaped instead of being huge. She
also had a nice round and firm ass and great legs. She was dressed somewhat
like a domme, wearing long leather boots, which from their condition I could
tell had been worn a long time. She also had on a very short jean skirt and a
tight white t-shirt.

"So this is your famous slave in training", she said to Cindy.

"Yes", Cindy replied "and he can certainly use your firm hand Laura to improve
his attitude to serve completely and with joy."

"How is the process of getting him to love servicing and worshipping feet as
well coming along?" Laura asked.

"We are making some progress here", Laura replied. "He now gets an erection
whenever he kisses boots, socks or feet even though nothing else is done to
stimulate him. His attitude of being a slave is less desirable. He will follow
orders but not immediately and without a huge amount of enthusiasm."

"Training him to do anything for an orgasm and keeping him hot without relief in
a cock ring will eventually complete the job", Laura remarked. "Slave, get down
on your knees and lick my boots. I want to see if you get an erection".

I knew I had to do this. It was clear to me that if I behaved badly in front of
this girl Cindy and Kelly would be furious, as it would reflect on their
training. They would punish me terribly. So out of a mixture of desire and
fear, I knelt down in front of this gorgeous blond Laura who had her hands on
her hips and was staring at me and awaiting my response.

I got down on my knees in a doggie position and started to kiss her knee high
leather boots. They really stank. This girl too obviously kept her socks and
boots in the smelliest condition possible as a way of humiliating and punishing.
Even kissing the outsides of them I could smell a very strong aroma.

All of a sudden, I felt a tremendous searing pain on my ass. I had been hit
three times with a riding crop that hurt like hell and I suspected had even left
welts on my ass right through my pants. "You stupid fuck", Laura shouted at me.
"I told you to lick my boots and you are just kissing them. Get your tongue way
out and clean both my boots all over before I beat your ass for half and hour."
I got my tongue way out and started to lick like mad, suffering the taste of the
old and foul leather. I knew this chick Laura would indeed beat my ass.

"He needs a lot of training as a slave", Laura said. "Does he know what he is
here for?"

"Not yet", replied Cindy.

"Well", Laura replied, "serving as a demonstration slave to my domme customers
who come here to buy the expensive equipment we have in the demo room should
help him learn how to serve. I hope that slut Sandra you mentioned is also
coming as some of the equipment is designed to punish two slaves at once. Also
some of the dommes like to punish girls too."

"Sandra will be here in an hour or so when she finishes at Hooters", Cindy told
Laura. "She has the afternoon shift today."

"Well in the meantime you can excite this poor slave if need be until Sandra
gets here", Laura replied and Cindy and Kelly nodded in agreement. I was scared
as shit as now I would be a slave to every domme that came into this store.
Cindy and Kelly were certainly determined to make me an obedient slave; they had
enlisted a whole stable of dommes to help train me.

Laura invited us all to go into the demo room while we were waiting for Sandra
to arrive. The first item she showed us was a big comfortable armchair for a
domme to sit in, which had some special features. There were telescoping rods
that could be pulled out from the bottom of each side of the chair. Each arm
had metal loops on it that could be locked around a slave's ankles or wrists.
By adjusting the length of the telescoping arms the slave could be positioned to
be up close and personal to service a pussy or have his ass available for a good
caning. The slave could also be positioned of course to worship the feet of his
mistress. Each arm of the chair had a cup holder so the mistress could enjoy a
cool drink and the side of the chair was equipped with a lot of canes, whips and
other implements.

Naturally Cindy volunteered that Laura would use me to demonstrate how
comfortable the chair was. She pulled the rods out to a medium length and then
ordered me to get naked, except of course for my cock ring which was left firmly
locked in place. I was ordered to kneel so that the back rings on the rods were
opposite my ankles, which were then locked into place by the metal rods. "Note
how I have left the slave's hands free, so that he can worship my feet and hold
them so that I do not have to strain my legs by holding them up", Laura said.
"The loops around the ankles are most effective as the slave cannot stand up or
otherwise rise and is really helpless even though his hands are free. If there
is any failure to follow orders, then we just use this handy little cane here to
whack the slave in the balls. However as a precaution I always like to attach
the cock ring of the slave to the metal rods like this." Reaching down, Laura
snapped a chain onto the loop at the bottom of my cock ring and then pulled it
tight and snapped the other end onto the ring around my left ankle. "Now Dave
will obey for sure", Laura said, "as any movement will yank painfully on his
balls."

"You have told me you want to keep Dave excited as he worships smelly feet",
Laura said to the girls. "Well, there are easy ways to do this without having
to go to any trouble." She reached into the leather pouch built into the side
of the chair and pulled out an obviously very effective ticking device. It was
on a long thin stick and half its length was covered with soft feathers and
pieces of soft plastic fluff that clearly could tickle you like mad. "It works
like this"; she said and started to use the tickler on my cock and balls. The
tickling sensation was incredible on my balls and caused me to ache with
pleasure. I tried to squirm as the tickling was so erotic but could not do so
with my cock ring including my balls being so tightly bound by the chain.

"Lick my boots again slave", Laura ordered me. With my balls on fire from the
tickling, I held Laura's proffered left leg in my hands and started to lick it
all over. I was careful to lick from the toe where the stench could be smelt
through the leather all across the sides and top and right up to where the boots
ended around her knee. When the left boot was finished, Laura changed legs so
that I could worship the other one. I repeated the whole procedure even though
my tongue was getting rough and sore from all the licking. It was a strange
sensation as I was a naked slave licking smelly boots but at the same time due
to the ball tickling I was in a constant state of high arousal. I would have
given anything to come but the cock ring made it impossible. I found I was
really in a strange way beginning to like these experiences, even though they
were both frightening and humiliating.

After I had finished the second boot, Laura said to me "now comes the big treat
Dave. You may undo the zipper of my left boot with your teeth and then pull it
off. You will then gently and tenderly plaster my socked foot on your face
while supporting it with your hands so that my leg is comfortable. My toes
should be over your nose and then you may lick the bottom of the sock that is on
your lips. Do it now Dave."

I slowly undid the zipper with my teeth. As the zipper moved inch by inch the
overpowering smell of sweat and leather grew stronger. I thought to myself that
I would never be able voluntarily to stick these stench drenched toes and sock
over my nose. But at the same time I realised I had no choice. I had to do it
voluntarily which was so totally humiliating or I would be forced to do it and
probably caned as well. So when I came to the end of the zipper I gently
grabbed Laura's sock covered foot and placed the toes of it over my nose and
started to lick. The stench hit me like a sledge hammer and my humiliation was
increased by all the girls starting to laugh at my fate together.

I thought this was the worst punishment I could ever suffer, due to the deep
smell of sweat and leather and the sour and foul taste of the sock on my tongue.
But I was wrong as Laura found a way to increase my suffering. She leant
forward and pulled back the foreskin on my swollen dick and then started to
tickle the naked end of it with the tickle stick. I started to jerk and buck
like a fish out of water. This level of sexual arousal and tickling was driving
me out of my mind. Laura gave me a stern warning to stop jerking around or "she
would beat the shit out of me." So I tried to remain still even though the
tickling, the stench and the taste all combined to nearly drive me crazy.

Despite my predicament I could hear Laura's assistant bringing Sandra into the
room. Sandra was questioned to make sure she was still wearing the same socks
and sneakers that she had on yesterday and she confirmed this was the case.
Sandra was then told that she along with me would be used to demonstrate some
new equipment to the dommes that came into the shop. I imagined that Sandra was
as horrified as I was.

The girls then all decided that I should be freed up to see the toys they were
going to use on Sandra by herself and also so that I would be available to
"assist" with the toys that were to be used on two slaves together. But at the
same time they decided that as a slave I should also get some punishment. Kelly
informed me that I had never enjoyed the pleasure of the "sneaker enjoyment
mask" and so this would now be strapped on to me.

The thought of being strapped into this mask to smell rotten sneakers had
frightened me ever since I had seen it used on Sandra and had seen how it made
her eyes bug out. But now I had no choice, once again.

My hands were once again cuffed behind my back before my ankles were unlocked.
While still in the kneeling position, Laura took the sock I had been licking off
her foot and thrust it into my mouth as deep as it could go. She then covered
my mouth with duct tape to ensure that I could only breathe through the nose.
The taste of the sock imbedded in my mouth was bad enough but now the mask was
coming.

Kelly stuffed the end of the plastic tube dangling from the mask into the
sneaker on her left foot. With a wicked grin, Kelly put the two plastic tubes
protruding from the mask itself into my nostrils and then put the rubber part of
the mask into place. With a swift and deft movement, she then pulled the buckle
and strap of the mask at the back of my neck tight and fastened it in place so
the mask was tight on my nose and face. The stench of her sneaker I was now
forced to breathe from hit me like a truck. The stench of rubber, canvas and
sweat, all hot and moist filled my nose while the taste of the sock filled my
mouth. But in a strange way I was finding this very sexually exciting and I
knew the girls' training to make me a sneaker slave was beginning to work.

"We should find something for Sandra now", Laura said. "While I show you some
equipment for her, let's get her naked except for her smelly sneakers of course
and get her kissing Dave to keep him fully aroused."

Sandra started to strip and I could see her lovely legs, ass, pussy and her
perky tits with the nice big nipples. She was ordered to stand in front of me,
put her arms around me and give me French kisses. To enable me to do so, the
duct tape and sock were removed from my mouth. There was room under the mask
for her to get her tongue on my lips and then when ordered to stick her tongue
in my mouth. I became as hard as a rock and would have gone off if the cock
ring were not on me.

Laura then reached up to a shelf and pulled out a big rubber glove that had
little bumps and tough spots all over, including on the fingers. 'This is a
wonderful tool to use on a slave, especially a female slave" she said. Putting
the glove on she rubbed her hand hard all over Sandra's nipples and used the
fingers of the glove to rub her nipples very hard. Sandra flinched with pain
but kept on kissing me as she had been instructed. "The best use of all", Laura
commented, "is to use the glove to give the slave an orgasm."

Sandra was ordered to stop kissing me and start to lick and bite my nipples.
To keep me breathing through the mask, the duct tape was replaced over my mouth.
Sandra was told to bend over a bit when doing so which would cause her pussy and
asshole to be made available. While she was doing this, Laura pulled another
rubber glove on her other hand.

"You insert your middle finger ion the slave's pussy with your hand pointed
downwards", Laura said. "This allows you while fingering the slave to use your
palm to rub her clit. Furthermore, note how I am using my other hand to rub her
ass and from time to time to stick a finger and its rubbery point into her ass.
This drives a slave crazy. Once and awhile you stop so that the slave is on the
edge of an orgasm but has not come. With a little practice you can keep a slave
on edge as long as you want."

I could tell Laura was a real expert by the way Sandra was panting as she licked
my nipples. In her excitement she would bite my nipple really hard from time to
time. I hated this as the pain made be breathe in deeply as a reflex and suck
more hot stench into my nose from Kelly's sneaker.

Laura indeed was a real expert and kept Sandra right on the edge without letting
her come. All the licking Sandra was giving me had me in the same condition,
hot and horny and unable to come due to the cock ring.

Laura noted to the others that now that both slaves were really horny this would
be a perfect time to try out a new piece of equipment she had designed called
"no fucking way." She said it could cause great fun and amusement as the slaves
would be fucking each other but could not come. She brought out a strange
looking piece of equipment. It was a metal bar that had a metal slave collar on
each end. The metal bar could telescope in and out and thus be adjusted to any
length. She ordered Sandra to stand up next to me and put the slave collar
around each of our necks. She then adjusted the metal bar, ordering us to
French kiss each other and made the length of the bar such that we could not
pull our heads back. Thus we were locked with our tongues in each other's mouth
and unable to move out of this position, our lips also touching each other. As
Sandra's tongue was in my mouth and mine in hers, I was forced again to breathe
through the mask and" enjoy" the stench of Kelly's sneakers.

The next piece of equipment once again had a telescoping metal bar but this time
with four loops. Laura attached two loops, one around the top of each of my
legs. She then grabbed my dick and put it deep into Sandra's pussy. The other
two loops went around the tops of Sandra's legs and then the metal bar was
adjusted so that neither of us could move our legs and thus our hips. We were
thus joined in a fucking embrace but unable to thrust and do any fucking.

I thought it was an act of kindness when Laura took the mask off me, but it was
only so that the girls could go next door for a few drinks, leaving us tied up,
French kissing and fucking but unable to pump. They laughingly bid us farewell
and left with us horny, fucking and French kissing for god knows how long.