Chapter Four
Despite her final conscious thoughts on the evening she enslaved her Chinese maid, Carla MacLoud didn't actually take any concrete steps toward obtaining a new body to play with as she desired until ten days later. Her decision to go out and hunt for a new victim came about abruptly, after what happened when she arrived at the house in the middle of one morning after she and Carl had gone tot he club for a round of tennis and swimming.
"Mistress, I have been terribly naughty," Mei-Ling stated as she took the terry-cloth robe from around Carla's shoulders, leaving the statuesque blonde clad in nothing more than a minimal bikini swimsuit.
"Oh," Carla inquired, cocking her eyebrows.
"Yes, Mistress," Mei-Ling confessed. "I licked Olga's pussy and let Mr. Harrison fuck me while I did it. And I enjoyed both acts tremendously," the diminutive Oriental girl added.
"Of course you did," Carla assured her. - "You're nothing but a hot-cunted little slut. You enjoy all of it, don't you? I know. I've felt you pussy immediately after I've whipped your tight little ass and you've been so wet you were a regular lake in your cunt. And I've seen how contorted your face gets when somebody's licking you snatch or shoving a cock into you; it's perfectly obvious that you're getting your cookies crumbled."
"Yes, Mistress," Mei-Ling admitted, without the slightest trace of shame in her countenance or voice, "I am little better than a whore."
"But you're my whore," Carla reminded her. "And you know better, or should, about letting anybody have you without my permission."
"Yes, Mistress," the Oriental beauty admitted. "Now I must be punished, isn't that right?"
"I should say it certainly is," Carla replied, noting that Mei-Ling actually shivered at the news. She diverted her attention from the girl for a moment to speak to her twin brother, who had just entered the house. "Go and find Olga and Harrison," she said. "Tell them I want to see them upstairs immediately."
Without waiting for him to reply, since she thought there was no need for him to say anything, Carla swept up the steps, with Mei-Ling trotting happily after her. When they got to the dressing room, Carla seated herself and told the servant girl to attend to her hair while they waited for the others to arrive.
They were not long in coming, although Harrison mumbled something about having been dragged away from an important phone call. "You'll just have to apologize to the man tomorrow," Carla snapped in a tone that shut off his protest before he could do more than open his mouth. "You'll be tied-up most of the rest of the day." When she said "tied-up" there was no doubt that she meant exactly that. "You and Olga both," Carla added. "You should know better than to fuck Mei-Ling without any permission. And you didn't even ask me for it, you just went ahead and enjoyed her."
The middle-aged millionaire and the Amazonish woman gave each other a look of excitement as they wondered whether they had actually presumed too much, or if Carla was merely seizing on a convenient excuse to torture them and didn't really mind that they'd had sex with the diminutive Oriental girl in her absence.
"You three, get undressed," Carla told the others. "Mei-Ling, come stand before me," she then added. Nervously, the Chinese girl obeyed, just as she did when Carla told her to lift her skirt.
The uniform was short enough to display half of Mei-Ling's legs. It had been picked that style by Harrison, who loved to run his eyes over the finely-turned columns whenever he set his gaze on the diminutive beauty. Now, he was joined in ogling the luscious legs in their entirety as Mei-Ling drew the hem of her uniform up until it was around her waist.
Beneath the uniform, the Chinese girl was wearing stockings that were attached to a sexy, black garter belt. Under it, she had on thin, almost see-through panties that were little more than duplicates of the bottom of Carla's bikini.
"Stuff the skirt under your belt, Mei-Ling," Carla commanded. "Then remove your panties." She deliberately didn't let the maid undress all the way, knowing that it would add to her humiliation to be partially dressed while the others were naked, or as nearly so as Carla was.
Once Mei-Ling had obeyed Carla's commands, the haughty blonde ignored her for a moment to survey the others. "Olga! Harrison!" she snapped, "Both of you bend over and grab your ankles. Don't move from that position until I tell you. Carl, while I spank Mei-Ling cuff them behind their backs with the tight cuffs, then take the fraternity paddle and give them each ten swacks on the ass."
"Mistress?" Harrison bleated. "How can he handcuff us that way when we're holding our ankles?"
"Stay bent over but put your hands behind your backs." Carla snapped, angry at herself for not having foreseen the difficulty. Then, without waiting to see that her orders would be carried out, because she knew they would be, she reverted her attention to Mei-Ling, who was standing docile before her, her abundant tits heaving under the tight material of the uniform top and her inner thighs already growing wet as she waited for her posterior to be abused by the haughty woman so regally regarding her.
"You heard how many strokes they are to receive?" Carla asked. The girl nodded, her face alive with anticipation. "Well, you're going to get twice that many," Carla said coldly. "The extra ten for squealing on them. Now lie across my legs."
Mei-Ling almost threw herself into position. Carla slid her hand over the girl's tight little ass as she glanced over to see Carl coming up between Harrison and Olga with the paddle in his hands. Impulsively, she winked at him. It took Carl only a split second to regain his composure in the face of the impromptu gesture and he returned the wink as he swung the paddle and struck Harrison solidly across the ass. "Yyeeuuhhhh!" the executive cried as his ass started coloring immediately.
With a squeal of delight, Carla slammed her hand into the pert mounds of Mei-Ling's ass. Swiftly she rained five blows on the saffron-colored mounds, causing the girl to kick her feet in reply to the pain that suddenly radiated from her vulnerable ass.
As she squirmed across Carla's lap, Mei-Ling's cries of agony mingled with those Carl and wringing from Harrison and Olga.
Carla slammed her hand down on Mei-Ling's ass several more times. She was giving the girl no chance to figure out the rhythm with which she was being struck, but it seemed Mei-Ling didn't care about that. Indeed, the Oriental beauty was actually thrusting her pert little ass upward to invite more blows to rain upon it.
After she'd delivered all twenty blows, Carla thrust her hand between Mei-Ling's trembling thighs, finding the girl's cunt hot, wet and swollen. "Please, Mistress," the sobbing victim begged, "hit me just once more. Just once more, please, Mistress."
"No," Carla snapped, as well aware as Mei-Ling that the other was on the verge of cumming and denying her orgasm out of cruelty. Abruptly, she dumped Mei-Ling onto the floor. "Get up on your knees and suck my pussy!" she ordered as she raised her hips and shoved her bikini bottom down to her ankles, then easing her feet free as she spread her legs to the utmost. "Carl," she called, "put cuffs on Mei-Ling like you did the others."
In a matter of moments the Oriental girl was restrained and kneeling between her Mistress' feet, her mouth busy on the engorged folds of the other woman's cunt. "Mmmmmm," Carla sighed as the young woman's tongue coursed hungrily up and down the length of her pussy, sweeping from side to side in the opened trough of the hot, wet snatch.
"Harrison," Carla called to her husband, "get down behind her and fuck Mei-Ling's ass with your tongue."
"What about us, Mistress?" Carl asked as he watched his brother-in-law sink to his knees and perform the task Carla had set for him.
"You sit on the couch," Carla decided. "And while Olga sucks you off, fuck her ass with the big dildo."
"Ooooooohhh, nooooo, Mistress," the voluptuous blonde woman moaned, "not the big dildo. It will kill me if he jams that into my ass."
"So?" Carla replied. The big dildo was only a foot long and five inches around. It might hurt Olga a lot but she could survive having it thrust to the hilt in her ass if she was flicked with it. Most of her fear came from the fact that she really disliked getting fucked in the ass by anything, since she was still disdainful where sex with a male was concerned. Still, she was being punished, so she was going to endure the two types of sex she liked the least: Giving a blow-job to a man that could, and would if he knew what was good for him, cum in her mouth and getting fucked in the ass at the same time.
Carl was grinning as he approached Olga with the big dildo in his hand. Without warning he spun her around and shoved her over the back of a chair so that she couldn't avoid her fate. Then he drove half of the oversized, plastic cock into her with one thrust. "Yyaaaaahhhh!" Olga screamed.
"Get on your hands and knees on the couch and get ready to suck cock, bitch!" Carl ordered as he forced more of the monstrous cock into the crying woman's asshole.
How naturally he gives orders, Carla thought as she regarded her brother slouching to a seated position near Olga's head. He rested his left arm along the submissively bowing woman's body and continued working more and more of the dildo into her wildly twisting ass as he tangled his other hand in her thick hair and pushed her mouth down over his stiff cock. But, of course, he's my twin, so he has the same instincts that I do. Carla shivered as she thought of how tormented Carl must be if he happened to be thinking that, in response to a whim of hers, Olga could begin dominating and mistreating him.
Mei-Ling was moaning against her cunt as she licked avidly at the pussy Carla was hunching into her face. Whether her muffled cries were because she was enjoying what she was doing or because she was enjoying the way Harrison's tongue was working in her quivering ass, Carla didn't know. Nor did she care. The sobs and cries of pleasure that reverberated off her pussy were just an extra thrill as far as she was concerned.
Across the room, Olga, too, was groaning as she bobbed her head over the short staff of Carl's cock. He had driven about eight inches of the dildo into her asshole and each time her lips slid down around the turgid shaft of his cock, he rammed the blunt end of the plastic cock farther into the distraught woman's ass. As he fucked her with the dildo, Carl made it jerk and twist about inside of the tight hole, adding to Olga's discomfort. But he felt he was merely getting even with her for the extra-rough treatment she'd reserved for him when he and Carla had been her captives.
Despite her dislike of being sodomized, Olga was reacting to the brutal way Carl was ramming the thick dildo into her ass as if it were something she was getting off on of her own choice. Carl relinquished his hold on the dildo and wedged his hand under Olga's writhing body. "Boy," he exclaimed as he forced his fingers between her quivering thighs.
"What is it?" his twin sister called from across the room.
"She's as wet as can be," the young man replied. His voice revealed his amazement as be added: "Her thighs are wet two-thirds of the way down to her knees."
"Ohhhhh?" Carla asked in a teasing voice. "Is that true, Olga? Are you going to cum from getting screwed in the ass with that dildo? Are you really turning into a total slave, becoming a completely depraved slut like Mei-Ling is?"
Olga didn't answer. Carl was still holding her wantonly sucking mouth over his stubby cock, preventing her from doing more than moan. But the crimson flush that spread over her shoulders and down her back was more than confirmation of the accuracy of the younger girl's words.
"Yeah," Carl confirmed, as if it were necessary. "If she had a mouth or a cock in her pussy, she'd be in hog-heaven. Wouldn't you, Olga?"
The attractive, Amazonish woman managed to groan deep in her throat and nod her head as he cupped one of her dangling tits and squeezed it savagely, twisting the pliant mound about. As he did so, Olga hollowed her cheeks even more and sucked with greater lewdness on his cock. What the young man had said was true, but he hadn't gone far enough in his accusation; if someone had been belaboring her ass with a whip or paddle it would have excited her as much as direct stimulation of her snatch would have done. The truth of the matter was that Olga had become a total slave. She was getting off on the fact that Carla was watching her as she was abused and that the younger, slimmer blonde was enjoying the sight of her discomfort.
Mei-Ling's tongue had worked its way from the engorged mound at the top of Carla's pussy all the way down to the crack of her ass beyond her asshole. Now the girl was sucking greedily on the erect and throbbing cit of her Mistress. As she sucked, she wiggled her pert little ass into Harrison's face while he sawed his thick tongue in and out of the helpless girl's asshole.
He was red in the face with excitement, thinking about shoving his cock into the tight hole that his tongue was attacking. Harrison didn't know whether Carla would ever give him permission to fuck the Chinese girl's ass, but he was going to do it anyway. Sure, he might be punished for doing so, but he, like the others, had come to like it when Carla took a belt or something to his ass. He and Olga had both known they'd be punished for screwing Mei-Ling without permission. Indeed, they had screwed her without Carla's saying they could just so they could be punished. The fact that it had been Carl who'd delivered the pain they'd sought had actually make it better for them, for it had seemed a sign that Carla felt they were so insignificant that she couldn't be bothered with beating them.
Carla put a hand on the top of Mei-Ling's head and pushed. Obediently, the Chinese beauty ceased her sucking of the other woman's cit and moved her heated lips down the wet cleft of her Mistress' widely gaped snatch, until she reached the dilated opening to the other's twat. Without hesitation, the handcuffed Oriental beauty stiffened her tongue and thrust it forward, then commenced to lustily fuck Carla's pussy passage with the hot, agile tongue.
"Mmmmmmm," Carla sighed as she hunched her pussy into Mei-Ling's broad face. The diminutive maid had become a great cunt-lapper in the, short time since she'd been made to eat pussy for the first time. Not only that but she had developed a real taste for hot pussy juice and would thrust her lewd mouth against Carla's cunt any time she got a chance to do so. The haughty blonde wasn't at all surprised that Mei-Ling had been eating Olga, so much had she come to like going down on women. The only thing that had surprised her about Mei-Ling's confession had been that Olga hadn't been eating her in return. Olga was as much a cuntlapper as the Chinese girl.
"Aaaaahhhhhh," Carla cried as she began flooding Mei-Ling's salaciously sucking mouth with her juices. She dug her nails into the other girl's scalp as she pressed the wanton mouth even tighter to her spasming cunt and kicked her heels against the slave girl's back as she shuddered through a good cum.
"Uuuhhhhh," Carl groaned as Olga's mouth drew his hot jism out of his throbbing cock. "Swallow it," he ordered, "swallow my cum, you slut."
"Yes, Olga!" Carla agreed. "Swallow all of it." With a muffled sob, the distraught older woman did as she was told, gulping down the gobs of jizm that spurted into the back of her mouth. Carl put his hand back on the base of the dildo and rammed the last four inches into Olga's weaving ass, making her stiffen and gush her fluids out as she reached the invasion of a hitherto virginal part of her asshole. The longest dildo that had been shoved into Olga's asshole before had only been eight inches in length.
Mei-Ling drained Carla's cunt of juice before the haughty blonde shoved her away. The helpless Oriental maid toppled to her side, pulling her ass away from Harrison's mouth and tongue, although he bent and tried to get his lips back to the puckered rosette of her asshole.
"That's enough," Carla commanded him and he struggled back to his knees, his cock sticking up straight from his silvery pubic thatch. Carla looked at it with interest for a moment and Harrison shivered in hopes that she would decide to fuck herself on it.
Carla had other ideas about how she was going to spend the afternoon, however. Slowly she rose and went to the dresser on the far side of the room. From the top drawer, she took three broad bands of leather, which she expertly fastened around the necks of the handcuffed slaves. Then she made them move over to the wall, where there were three or four half-rings attached. Using short lengths of rawhide, she tied the slaves so that they couldn't move away from the wall.
Deftly, she undid their handcuffs, one slave at time, and refastened them once the victims had raised their hands as high above their heads as they could. There were pegs in the wall there that she hooked the handcuffs over. Once that was done, the three on their knees were truly immobilized.
"Take the dildo out of Olga's ass," Carla told her twin. As he did so, the haughty blonde woman moved back to the dresser and extracted three penis-shaped vibrators from a drawer. Swiftly, she drove one to the hilt in each of the bound slave's asses. Then, with a chuckle, she turned them on. All three of the kneeling victims moaned as the machine started to work inside their asses.
"Want to make a bet, Carl?" she asked as she stepped back to admire the way all three were starting to weave their hips about in response to the erotic stimulation of the vibrators in their ass.
"What kind of bet?" Carl replied.
"Whether any of them will be conscious when we get back, or whether all three of them cum so often that they pass out?" Carla asked.
"How long are we going to be gone?" Carl inquired, since he wasn't privy to Carla's plans as yet.
"Oh, long enough to drive up to the University and find me a new slave," she answered.
Carl, as did the others, knew that the University was a good two hours away. Even if they located a suitable victim in a short time, it was still going to be close to five hours before they got back to the house.
"Naw, they'll all be passed out," Carl speculated aloud. "But if the idea of gambling appeals to you, I'll bet you as to whether any of the batteries are still working or not."
Carla shook her head. "Let's get dressed and get out of here," she said. Her twin brother hastened to obey as she began pulling clothes out of the dresser and slipping into them.