Carol was soon being pumped by King’s long cock. Her realization of her total servitude to whoever her mistresses chose to lend her now gave her a new hopelessness. What her body would look like when she was used up could only be guessed. The damage done to her body would eventually leave permanent marks. She now knew that no normal man would ever take her body after she was disfigured as a total slave. What was left for her was a life of slavery to these mistresses. She stopped thinking of anything long-term. Pleasure, humiliation and pain was all that mattered. As her pussy heated up from the dogs thrusting, she settled for this time of pleasure even if it was from a dog. Beth stood by and filmed the scene. Megan would sell this for a good sum to the bestiality freaks she knew.
Cow Girl by TopCat – Chapter Eighteen
When Rachel returned from her track meet, she was furious at the condition of her slave. She stormed at her mother about how Carol was her slave and that she didn’t want her marked like she was now. This defiance to her mother lasted as long as it took for Megan and Beth to strap Rachel down and give her a sound trashing with a cat-o-nine tail whip. Carol could hear Rachel’s screams from the barn. Rachel learned that while she was Carol’s mistress, Megan was still Rachel’s mistress and thus had power over both. It was explained to Rachel that selling Carol was needed to support Rachel’s education and athletic training. It was a completely subdued Rachel, sporting bold red strips all over her body that went out to take Carol for her morning training.
Rachel sat down in a stool and directed her slave’s head into her bald slit. As Carol’s skillful tongue began to tantalize Rachel’s pussy, Rachel began to outline the new ground rules as Megan had recently explained them to her at the end of a whip. “From now on, you will be loaned out to other mistresses as my mother feels is needed to supplement our income. You are extremely desired now that you are fully trained and are my milker. I didn’t wish to share you, but mother explained that we need the money to finance my education and training. So, you will do this for me and I will love you more because you endure their punishments to help me. Promise you will be good and not make any fuss when we lend you out.”
Carol had been listening while she licked and now raised her head and looked fully into the eyes of Rachel. She had become so dependent on her for her care and what loving she received. She looked at the marks decorating her athletic build and didn’t want her to get in any more trouble with Megan. She nodded her head and said, “I will do as you wish. You are my mistress and now my body belongs to you to do as you wish. I love you and will go where you send me. Just promise you will take me back whatever the condition I am in and nurse me.”
Rachel smiled down at her slave and gently pulled her back to bringing her to her morning orgasm. Carol’s routine went back to normal and she soon forgot about being loaned out.
About two weeks later, when Carol was again away at a track meet, a paneled truck pulled into the farm. A medium build women about thirty years old opened the side of the truck. Megan and the mystery women talked for about five minutes and an envelope was passed to Megan. Beth came and took her over to the truck. She removed Carol’s harness that kept her on her hands and knees and took out the butt plug. The women then directed her to get into the truck. Carol looked frightfully at Megan who nodded towards the truck. Seeing no way out and remembering her promise to Rachel, Carol willingly got into the truck. The women then secured her to a mattress that was on the floor and soon the truck was bouncing down the road.
The journey took some time and she fell asleep. She awoke when the truck’s engine stopped. The women released her from the mattress and gave her a raincoat to put on. They were in some kind of garage basement and then went to a bank of elevators. I must have been a big building because it had thirty floors. They didn’t stop on any other floors on the way to their destination. When they got to their floor, it seemed to be empty. She was lead to an office that had Dr. Gail Black, OB/GYN on the door. She was taken into an examination room and told to strip and get up on the table. It was a standard examination table with stirrups. Once in position, the women began to secure her to the table. Strong restraints bound her arms, legs, torso and head giving her no latitude to move. The women took the adjustable stirrups and spread her legs to nearly 180 degrees. Her pussy and ass now hung over the table totally exposed.
Satisfied with her work, the women then began to undress. She was quite pretty and had a strong build. As she exposed portions of her body it became obvious that she had been treated harshly by whoever owned her. Carol assumed that she must be someone’s slave. She had rings in her nipples, and clit. What was most scary, was the scars that could be seen on her back, ass, tits and thighs. Some of the scars were inches long and must have been terribly painful until they healed.
Carol tested her bindings and now came to realize she in the hands of a sadistic mistress and had no way out. The other slave now began to assemble some tools and set them up between her legs. The women looked up at Carol and smiled devilishly. “I have been told to remove all you pussy and ass hair for good. It will hurt and you will never again grow back hair. Your mistress has gotten tired of shaving you and has asked my mistress to have certain modification done to you while you are our guest. This is but the first and least painful.”
Now Carol knew why her mistresses had allowed her pussy hair to grow in the last week. It gave this slave something to work on. This began a one-hour torture where electrolysis was performed to Carol’s suffering whimpers. Once complete, her armpits were also attacked and soon she was hairless there as well.
The slave then made a phone call and used a wash cloth to clean up Carol. She took great care to arrange Carol to present a desirable picture. Carol soon heard someone approach the room and saw the other slave kneel and face the door. When the door opened, the slave bowed her head to the floor and stayed there. The obvious mistress stood at the door and surveyed the room. She was about six feet tall, had a beautiful figure and all in all presented a striking example of power.
She gazed at the bound teen and appraised her as if Carol was a piece of meat. Carol shivered under her stare. Finally satisfied with the display, she strode to a closet and said, “Assist me to dress.” Her slave jumped to her feet and helped her mistress remove her street cloths and done a merry widow outfit that accentuated her full bust and long legs. The slave pulled her hair back and braided it into a ponytail. Once she was dressed in her sexy outfit, the mistress returned to the examination table.
“My name is Mistress Gail. This is my slave Kitten. You are mine to use, as I desire. I paid a large sum of money to experiment with you and now that I see you in person I don’t think I will be disappointed. I see that Kitten has already taken care of your hair. Your pussy is nice and red. I have wanted to play with a lactating slave for years and now I have my chance. I will conduct a few experiments on your tits and see just how you react. My little Kitten will be in charge of monitoring you while I rest. We have all weekend here and I may give the staff off on Monday as well. By the time I am finished we will have determined you exact capacity and milk regeneration rate. This is not going to be sexual in any way. I am a scientist and also a sadist. Whatever sexual pleasure you may receive while you are here will be because you are a pain freak and maybe what Kitten wants to do to you. Let’s begin.”