1. The Devil's Pact Slave Chronicles 12: Sarai, Mistress of the Kennel


    Date: 9/25/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Anal, BDSM, Female/Female, Humiliation, Lesbian, Oral Sex, Spanking, Threesome, Transgendered, Water Sports/Pissing, Author: mypenname3000, Rating: 58.3, Source: sexstories.com

    curly, black hair that piled about her shoulders. She was naked and looked uncomfortable. I figured her age was eighteen, and she had a nice pair of round, plump tits and a curvy figure. “There you are, my pet,” Diane purred. I fell to my knees, my two bitches heeling me. “You summoned me, Mistress?” “Yes, this is Gardenia. My newest slave. I want her trained as a bitch.” “Of course, Mistress.” I stood up and walked over to a shelf and found a dog collar and leash. “You are Gardenia?” I asked her, stroking her face. “Yes,” she muttered with a sullen scowl. Diane had a knack for finding girls that were less than enthusiastic about becoming slaves. “Yes, Madam,” I corrected. “Fail to address me properly, and you shall be disciplined. Fail to obey my commands promptly, and you shall be disciplined. Fail to perform satisfactory, you shall be disciplined.” “Yeah, uh, Madam.” I thrust the collar at her. “From now on you are a bitch, and bitches wear their collars at all times.” She eyed it, then blinked at me stupidly. “Put the collar on, Gardenia!” She shook her head. I could feel Diane's eyes on us. “Bitches,” I snapped. Jordan and Akane gracefully rose and grabbed the girl. “Let me go,” she shouted, struggling in my bitches grasp. They hauled the struggling girl, her breasts bouncing nicely. My bitches were strong, they exercised daily, and they easily dragged her to the spanking bench and bent her over the hard wood. Gardenia yelled and spat as they pulled her arms into the ...
    leather cuffs attached to the benches legs, then strapped her knees to the other side, spreading her wide open and giving me a good look at the tangled, black bush between her thighs. “The paddle,” Diane ordered. “Twenty spanks.” I glanced over and the cat-girl, Annie, had buried her face between Diane's thighs, busily working her tongue through Diane's pussy. Mistress loved watching a disobedient slave be disciplined. I selected an oak paddle, stained dark with holes drilled in the wood. I gave it a swing, the air whistling through the holes. Perfect. I moved to the disobedient slut and swung. Crack! “Holy shit!” Gardenia gasped. “Wrong!” I barked. “What do bitches say?” “I don't know,” the slave wailed. Akane licked Gardenia's face and whispered in her ear, “You should have said, 'Thank you, Madam, this bitch needs nineteen more spankings.' You count down, okay.” Smack! Gardenia's dark bottom was tinged red. “Thank you Madam, this b-bi...” She snarled her tongue around the word. “You can do it,” encouraged Jordan sweetly, licking her lips. “Just admit what you are...a bitch!” Like good cop-bad cop from TV shows and movies, I was the harsh mistress and Jordon and Akane the gentle slaves. Spank! “Thank you, Madam. This b-bitch needs seventeen more spankings,” she sobbed. “Wrong!” I smacked her ass with my bare hand. Her right asscheek glowed red. “You start the count at the beginning. You don't get to skip ahead.” Crack! “Thank you, Madam,” Gardenia spat out quickly. “This bitch ...
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