"That was wonderful," announced Grace as she gave Felicity's bottom a playful swat. "Now off of him. He isn't allowed to climax anyways." Felicity heard Ted groan as she slid off of his pole and saw his eyes gazing pleadingly at her.
Next, she found herself upside down, suspended by her ankles, her legs spread wide, leaving her sex totally exposed and vulnerable and at about the level of Grace's chest. Grace started by using her tongue to stimulate Felicity's sex, uttering words like delicious and succulent and divine. She would drive Felicity to the edge of an orgasm and then spank the exposed sex with either her open hand o a small flexible leather paddle. The first time this happened, Felicity squealed at the surprise but after the first spank, she just groaned each time her sex was abused. She was brought to the edge of orgasm at least a dozen times and then found her pussy punished each time. Finally, Grace did not return her mouth to the steamy sex but, instead, spanked it with her open hand over and over again. After ten or so spanks, Felicity's body erupted into the most powerful orgasm of her life. She squealed again and then passed out.
When she awoke, she was lying on her back on the floor. Grace was sitting on the floor at her side and was letting her hand drift lazily over the slavegirl's body enjoying the feel of the smooth tight flesh that she had purchased the night before.
"I can see that your body does not like pain," observed Grace. "But you can be trained to appreciate it. And I just love training new pets."
"How can I climax from having my pussy whipped," wondered Felicity to herself. "Am I really being trained to be aroused by pain?" Again, Grace was tender and just stroked the girl for a long time, comforting her and whispering what a good girl she was. Despite the harsh treatment, Felicity found herself liking Grace.
Next, Felicity was taken to the pool. She was never introduced to the bound female forms outside the front door but, in the daylight, she could see that the tags on their collars identified them as "Alana" and "Kelly." She wondered what they could have done to be so severely punished but decided that it was a question better left unasked.
At the pool, her humiliation continued. She was naked but for the cuffs on her wrists and ankles but fortunately, her cuffs were unconnected, leaving her some freedom of movement. Grace proved to be quite the socialite and she moved around the pool, talking to each of the dominants. Felicity's assignment was to kneel at each stop and service the master or mistress. By the time they headed back to the cottage, Felicity had no idea how many gallons of sperm she had drunk or how many pussies she had tongued. Again, it was all so surreal.
The final humiliation was by far the worst. At the end of the day, with less than two hours to go before she would be returned to Liv and James, she found herself locked into a metal frame. Her head was supported with her chin resting on a padded plate, causing her to stare forward. Her bottom was raised and her thighs were spread, leaving her completely vulnerable in either orifice. Even her breasts were vulnerable as they dangled beneath her captive body.
A small crowd had assembled at Grace's cottage and Felicity saw that even James and Liv were there to witness whatever was about to happen to her. Finally, Grace stood up and spoke glowingly about the slavegirl that she had purchased the night before. She talked about how obedient and graceful and beautiful she was and how she would love to own her permanently some day if James and Liv ever decided to sell her. This sent a chill down Felicity's spine. Then she announced that the entertainment was about to begin. Felicity heard Liv gasp and saw that she was staring across the room to a point behind Felicity. But Felicity's bondage was so complete that she could not turn her head to see what had caused Liv to gasp.
The crowd hushed and everyone was looking behind Felicity. She felt a light tickling on her inner thighs and felt a hot breath on her exposed slick petals. Then she felt a tongue lapping at her sex followed by a cold wet spongy object touching her sex. She heard a low growling sound and opened her eyes wide in surprise and fear. She was about to be raped by a dog!!!
"Please, please, please, no, no, no!!" she pleaded. She kept begging and babbling but to no avail as she felt the dog clamber onto her back with its forelegs wrapped tightly around her body. She felt the slick pole jabbing at her between her legs and then groaned as it found the right spot, slicing into her owned body. "Please, please, please, no, no, no," she whimpered.
Liv looked on with a combination of fascination and horror. The huge Great Dane was covering Felicity's body and she saw the massive canine cock gliding in and out of the slavegirl. The powerful beast held the girl tightly and nipped at her golden hair. Liv watched as spectators milled about, petting dog and girl alike, treating them both equally as pets. Her gaze kept returning to the red spear that kept pounding into her slavegirl's body and eventually had to get out of her chair when other milling spectators blocked her view. She knelt beside the bound girl and reached beneath her to stroke her swollen clitoris as she kept her eyes glued to the red shaft. The dog finally stiffened and let out a little whimpering sound indicating that he had deposited his seed inside his human bitch. Liv kept stroking Felicity's clit as the other onlookers joined in bringing pleasure to the bound girl. A woman knelt at Felicity's head and showered her face with little kisses. Men knelt on either side of her and stroked her breasts, milking her as Grace had done earlier in the day and rolling her nipples back and forth. A man knelt at her legs and caressed her thigh as a woman did the same thing on the other side. Eventually, the dog slipped out of the slavegirl and the six people kept stroking and caressing and kissing. Within minutes of the dog's exit, Felicity's body erupted in another orgasm, again more powerful than any she had ever experienced.
"I'm so sorry, little one," said Liv. She had her arm around Felicity's waist as she guided her slavegirl back to the room at the end of the evening. "I guess we should have had a longer list."
"It's okay, Mistress," replied a slightly dazed Felicity. "Who was to know?"
"It's okay?" thought Felicity. "It's okay? What am I saying? How can it be all right? I was beaten! I had sex with a she-male! I was raped by a dog! And my mouth was used like a sperm bank by who knows how many people! And I just said it's okay. What has gotten into me?"
James walked behind the pair, admiring the movement of two exquisite female bottoms, one covered by a sarong and one naked. He had already enjoyed the naked bottom once and knew he had to have her there again.
Chapter 13
"Oh my gosh it was so erotic!" gushed Liv at breakfast the next morning. "I know you probably hated it but it was so damned hot! I thought I was going to climax just from watching it. I'll never forget that." Liv was wearing a sarong around her waist but was otherwise naked, leaving her breasts exposed to Felicity's view. Felicity was, as usual, completely naked. Not even cuffs adorned her flawless flesh.
"I'm glad you liked it, Mistress," said Felicity as she stared into her coffee.
"You had to like it at least a little, " Liv went on. "It was just so erotic."
"It was very humiliating, Mistress. I did like the attention that everyone gave me. It was very flattering. But I'm not sure that I want to do it with another dog."
They had gone to bed immediately after arriving back at the room and Felicity was asleep before her head even hit the pillow. Liv never got a chance to learn about the rest of Felicity's enslavement. She was full of questions. By the time Felicity finished answering all of the questions and fully describing her previous day, Liv was so worked up hat she had to have he slavegirl service her to settle down.