Forced into Submission

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Robert some of the videos where you beg my mother to not believe you when you complain. I’m going to prove to him that you are lying and then I’m going to bring him back in here and let him use you.”
    They left the room with her working hard to convince him. I could see that the thought of having a naked woman at his beck and call was warring with propriety and lust was winning. I was sure that if I stayed she would have him believing that I wanted to be his toy.
    I went to my closet and found some jeans and a top. In my third dresser drawer was three hundred dollars that I kept as an emergency stash. I pocketed it, slipped on some shoes, grabbed my keys and let myself out of the bedroom window.
    Robert had parked his car in the drive, blocking me in. I backed around his car right up on to Helga’s roses which gave me a tingle of pure pleasure. I headed west.
    I walked away from everything but I had my life back. I got a job as a waitress. I bought a new identity. I found a discrete female piercer who helped me remove the locks and the clit shield. I kept the tit rings. I found a new friend. We live together and she gives me exactly what I need. She keeps me naked when I’m in the house and spanks me regularly. The only time we’ve ever had a problem was when she got out a video camera one day. I was on my knees in front of the couch where I had been serving her while she blistered my ass with a riding crop.
    “No!” I said.
    “What did you say?” she asked.
    “I said no, Sandra, and I mean it. If you film me I’m leaving you.”
    She looked at me with narrowed eyes. She was fuming. She put the camera down and pushed me away.
    “Get over my knees, Kim, right now!” she demanded.
    I was scared. She had never spoken to me in that tone of voice ever before. I lay over her lap.
    “I don’t know where you got the idea that you can control this relationship from the bottom but by the time we’re finished here tonight you will never say no to me again. I am going to spank you until you are weeping and then I am going to whip you until you are begging and then I am going to cane you until you are bleeding. I will honor your request for no video but don’t you ever say that word to me again. You have used up your one mistake.”
    I slept on my stomach for the next week.
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    The Stupid Bet
     
    It had been a stupid bet. I knew it was stupid when I took it but the little bitch had been so smug I had gotten sucked in. Now I was on a leash at her feet, my legs spread so that my skirt rode up. You could see my panties, but at least she hadn’t made me take them off yet. My two best friends Ashlee and Barbara were sitting next to her. I could already feel the dynamic shifting away from me toward the bitch. Stacy was her name and she was a climber. She wanted to move up in our strict social structure and now she had found a way.
    The worst part of the whole degrading scene is that I was turned on and she knew it. I didn’t understand how this girl who was not part of our group and ten years younger than I had this much power over me and not just because of that stupid bet. Because of that stupid bet I was her slave until the stroke of midnight on Sunday. My friends had been surprised when I lost but I was already becoming a fixture like the rest of the slaves in the club. I kept still and prayed for Sunday but it was only Friday night.
    “How’s my little Pam-slut doing?” Stacy asked softly. “Surprised that a Domme of your stature could find herself like this?”
    That didn’t seem to call for an answer so I kept my mouth shut. She prodded my pussy with her riding crop.
    “Are you wet, Pam?” she asked. “Are you wet thinking of all of the degrading things I’m going to make you do the next few days?”
    I was and I didn’t know why. She had been a ‘nobody’ here, at least until now. The stupid bet had catapulted her social status into the stratosphere. To have a Domme like myself at her feet was

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