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Chapter 13

Carolyn sits in the darkened house waiting for the shoe to drop. Any moment she expects hammering on the front door and a voice calling out “Open up…. Police,” But instead after a long three hours she hears the garage door opening and then closing. Standing she goes to the back door and opens it to see her lovely two sluts carrying Jenny between them like a sack of potatoes. “You came back,” are the first words out of her mouth.

She watches as Susan and Rachel drop Jenny to the ground and flow into her arms. Hugging them tightly she kisses first one and then the other. “Good job my sweets,” she says holding them tightly. “Take her to the room, and then you can get cleaned up and dressed properly.” She thinks for a moment, “I will be along in a few to help.”

The women chorus, “yes Goddess,” and quickly pick up Jenny and carry her downstairs. They drop her with a thud on the floor and then race each other up the stairs like a pair of school girls to get out of the hated clothes and back into their beloved latex.

Carolyn follows slowly and goes to the control room. She knows she should feel happy that at last the one person who ruined her life is in her clutches, but she feels only emptiness inside. “What more must I do?” she asks looking up at the ceiling. Shaking her head sadly she walks slowly up stairs to help the other two get dressed. Entering the bedroom she hears the shower and squeals of laughter. She peaks her head in and sees Pain Slut and Rubber Slut both in the shower laughing as they wash each other. ‘It’s so unfair’ she thinks as she ducks back out before they see her.

When Rachel and Susan come out from the bathroom they are clean and dry. As Carolyn helps them dress they talk about the exploits of the evening and tell her all about Jenny’s bondage fantasies. She nods and returns their words with short answers like “that’s good,” or “good girls.”

Once they are properly dressed in their rubber, Susan and Rachel look at one another and Rachel nods slightly. “Goddess?” she says. “Would it be ok if I make some coffee?”

“Yes dear that is a splendid idea. Rubber slut, you go with her and give her a hand.” Carolyn replies not looking at the pair.

“Oh, I think I can do it alone Goddess. . . Let me try please,” Rachel says quickly. Without waiting for an answer she hobbles out of the room in her toe boots using the walls to help her stand.

Susan comes up behind her Goddess and rests a hand on her shoulder, “Goddess? What’s wrong?” She asks softly.

Carolyn wipes tears away before she turns, “nothing, nothing at all,” she says blinking her eyes to clear the wetness and wiping them again. She hugs Susan tightly as the damn breaks. Not speaking she clings to the woman sobbing as all the pent up pain and loneliness bubble to the surface.

Susan holds her tightly cooing softly and stroking her back. She does not understand why her goddess is so unhappy and it breaks her heart to see her so.

After a time Carolyn looks up and says softly, “thank you,” and kisses her. “Why don’t you go and give pain slut a hand dear while I clean up a bit.”

“Yes Goddess, as you wish,” Susan says and letting go goes to help Rachel. She wants to stay but a command is a command.

Carolyn washes up and then joins the pair in the kitchen. Entering the kitchen she could swore she heard voices but wan not too sure. She looks at her two rubber slaves kneeling beside her chair with cups of coffee in front of them untouched. “You may drink my sweets.” She picks up her coffee cup and then to the surprise of the two kneels across from them. “Tonight you have earned anything that is in my power to grant.” Holding up her hand to forestall their replies she adds, “Think on it and we will discuss later. But first we have a guest to tend to.”

She sips on her coffee not speaking a few minutes and then suddenly leans in to kiss and tug at Rachel’s nipple chains, “I’m so proud of you and your idea Pain Slut.” Turning towards Susan she smiles, “And you sweet Rubber Slut, thank you too.” She hugs and kisses her also. Sipping her coffee she smiles, “tonight also, you both can join me in the bed.”

Standing Carolyn leads the other two to the room, entering she catches the sharp smell of urine. “Clean her up, and put her in the chair.” She says as she passes by headed to the control room. Spying the cattle prod on the table she calls out, “Be sure she learns the lesion of the prod well.” As she enters the control room she can hear the crackling of the electricity and muffled screams behind her.

Sitting down she starts looking through her photo sets and setting up everything for Jenny’s conditioning. When she is done she looks up to see that they have jenny strapped into the chair and are kneeling beside it waiting. Coming out to join them Carolyn places the electrodes for the EKG and the shock points. She takes unholy pleasure at inserting the butt plug and dildo dry. Once everything is hooked up she removes the gag and holding it up sees that it is a pair of panties. Looking at the pair she raises an eyebrow.

Rachel smiles, “Mine Goddess, it seemed fitting,”

Carolyn smiles and tosses them off to the side. In a soft voice her head next to the quivering bound and silent woman she says, “Hello Jenny… Remember me?” She reaches out and rips the tape blindfold off.

Jenny rolls her eyes around trying to take in everything and focuses on the woman who is leaning over her. “Carolyn? Carolyn Phillips?”

“I’m glad you remembered.” Carolyn says looking down at her. “I have been waiting a long time for this.”

Jenny sneers, “Fuck you bitch. You were nothing then and you are nothing now. . . Let me go and perhaps I will let the police believe it was a practical joke when they come to take your ass away.” She screams, “Let me go now!” and spits on Carolyn catching her in the face.

As Carolyn jerks back from the force of the spittle and words, Pain and Rubber sluts both launch themselves at Jenny like furies. Susan her hands wrapped around Jenny’s neck and Rachel the prod pressed into the woman’s clit. She wipes the spittle off and touching Rachel’s shoulder says, “That’s enough Pain Slut.” Rachel looks at her Goddess lifts the prod. Turning to Susan Carolyn says, “That’s enough Rubber Slut,” but Susan does not react. In a forceful voice she rests her arm on Susan’s and says again, “That is enough.”

Susan lets go of the dazed woman who inhales deeply. She leans down and says her voice cold, “You ever harm my Goddess again I will kill you.” Her hood inches from Jenny’s face, “Do you understand Jenny… Say it.”

“I, I understand.” Jenny says tears of pain and shock flowing like rivers down her cheeks.

Rachel moves up into view, her red hood making her look more evil then Susan looks down at her, “If I get to you first, I will show you such pain that you will beg for death.”

Carolyn looks on and after a moment. “No Jenny I do not think I’ll let you go and beg for you to not tell anyone.” She looks at her two guardian angels and smiles, “Time to start,” With them following Carolyn goes into the control room. Sitting down she starts typing, “You will repeat the following sentences with feeling or else I will do this.” She cranks a knob to 50% and pushes the button that shocks Jenny. After a few seconds she lets go of the button. “Do you understand,” she types. The only reply is a whimper from the room she sends the shocks through Jenny again.

When she does not respond Carolyn shakes her head, “Pain Slut, would you like the pleasure of teaching our guest how to reply?” As Rachel leaves the control room with a grin on her face and the cattle prod in her hand Carolyn turns to Susan kneeling beside her. She looks at her for a moment and says softly, “I love you, my sweet rubber clad slut.” She pauses a moment then adds quietly, “I just wanted you to know.” She turns back to the monitors and watches as Rachel shocks Jenny over and over again, the last time pressing it against her lips and into her mouth.

When Rachel comes back in and kneels beside Susan, Carolyn types the messages again, “You will repeat the following sentences with feeling:”

“I understand,” Jenny says looking at the screen.

“I am a bondage slut,” Carolyn types

“I am a bondage slut,” Jenny says in a bedroom voice.

“I am a rubber loving bondage slut,”

“I am a rubber loving bondage slut,”

“I need tight bondage,”

“I love tight bondage,” Jenny says with a smile.

Carolyn shocks her and types fast. “You will stick to the script,”

“I need tight bondage,” Jenny says

“Again,” Carolyn types

“I need tight bondage,” Jenny says breathlessly

“I live for my Mistress,”

“I live for my mistress.”

Carolyn goes through her list typing and recording Jenny’s replies. Once she has enough she stops and leaning back stretches. “Rubber Slut, please go describe the rules for the slide show to Bondage Slut.” When Susan leaves the room Carolyn looks down at her Pain Slut, “I like how you treat Bondage Slut. Tomorrow we will take some nice bondage pictures of her to send to her work and post on the internet. I want you to come up with the most degrading things to do to her you can think of.” Rachel’s smile is the only reply she needs.

Susan comes in pauses at the door letting her Goddess finish before moving to kneel beside her sister in rubber. “Goddess? May I come up with ideas also?”

“Yes but you have to offer them to Pain Slut to submit to me.” Carolyn replies. Seeing Susan’s frown she continues. “Pain and degradation is Pain Slut’s area of expertise dear.” She pauses then asks, “Does our guest understand the rules?”

“Yes Goddess, she understands.” Susan pauses a beat adds, “As do I.”

“Good,” Carolyn says and turning back to the computer starts the program of men and women making love. Susan’s screams as she is shocked with each picture comes like music to her ears. Without turning away from the computer she says, “You both go on up to the bedroom, I will be along in a few.” When they leave she programs the slideshow so that the picture file links to two women dressed in latex making love, then to Japanese bondage shots, then of women in latex bound tightly, and finally women in bondage being degraded by other women. Through out the other picture sets she scatters pictures of men and women making love just to keep Jenny on her toes. Starting the sound track to go with the pictures Carolyn gets up, turns out the control room light, and leaves Jenny to her conditioning.

Susan and Rachel go up to the bedroom and kneel facing each other. “It didn’t help,” Susan says softly looking at her black encased hands. “When you went to make coffee, Goddess cried like a baby in my arms.” She looks up at the frowning visage of Pain Slut, her sister, “What are we to do?”

Rachel looks back, “I don’t know… Have you ever seen Goddess happy?” She reaches out to take Rubber Slut’s hands in hers, “What ever it is I will ask her to grant it to me…” She brings Rubber Slut’s hands to her lips and kisses them. “Next to Goddess you are the most important thing in my life sister. If it had not been for you I would still be unhappy.”

Susan blushes under her hood, “As are you sweet sister.” She thinks and then says, “The only time she seems happy…” she taper off and then says slowly as the pieces fall into place. “Only time she is happy is when she is encased in latex as we are.” She looks towards the drawer where Goddess keeps her rubber clothing. “Wait here.”

She quickly gets up and rummages through the drawer and comes back with the purple hood, cat suit, gloves, and a pair of toe boots that come up to the thigh with metal stays running in them. Laying them out she says, “We must get Goddess in these, then put her into a bag so she can find her dream as we have sister.”

Rachel looks at the shiny purple outfit and then to Rubber Slut, “If you say this will make our Goddess happy then I am willing to help anyway that I can… What do you need me to do?” She nods as Susan outlines the idea.

Carolyn puts her coffee cup in the dishwasher and starts it. Heading to the bedroom she is shocked to find both her slaves kneeling behind her purple latex outfit on the floor. “What is this?” she asks surprised.

Rachel speaks up, “Goddess, you said you would grant any request that was within your ability to grant.” She pauses and then when there is no reaction from Carolyn says, “Goddess it is my request that you wear this tonight.” When there is still no response from Carolyn she bends down, resting her head on the floor, “Please? For me?”

Carolyn breaks out in a smile and looks at Susan. She mouths the words “thank you,” and kneeling down next to Rachel says, “Of course I will Pain slut. It would be my pleasure to grant your request.” Stripping down she starts to put on the pieces, “Will you help me get dressed dears?” She mews in pleasure as four rubber covered hands caress her and dress her. Stopping them for a moment she says, “You do know that once in the boots I will not be able to bend my legs don’t you?”

Susan looks at the boots and then at her goddess, “Yes Goddess we know,” She smiles and bends down and kisses Carolyn deeply and passionately.

Rachel follows suit and kisses her just as hard, her hand rubbing the latex that is hiding her goddess’s throbbing flower. “Yes Goddess.”

Carolyn moans with pleasure and then in a breathless voice says, “Then hurry and put them on me.”

Once Carolyn is covered from head to toe in latex and the boots are laced on Susan looks down at her. “Goddess it is time for my request.” She gulps and says, “Goddess… Carolyn… I want you to go into a bag and find your dream.” As Carolyn starts to object Susan rests her hand on her mouth. “Please hear me out.” She receives a small nod from Carolyn, “You have four bags and four I-pods. Who else is there other then Pain slut, Jenny, you and I?” She pauses and looks at her sister before looking down. “My Goddess, we know you are unhappy.”

“Please Ccccaaarolyn.” Rachel says breaking in. “I would rather die then see you hurting like this.”

Susan bends down close and says softly as she strokes the hood, “Trust me Carolyn, please,”

Carolyn can only nod and whisper, “I trust you.” She is pulled both ways, wanting to go in and fear of how good it feels. She feels herself being lifted and tucked into a bag on top of the bed. As it is zipped up she gives in to the excitement of it and says simply, “Thank you my loves.” It inflates pinning her arms in place and making her helpless to her two rubber covered slaves. “Don’t forget the hood.” She says looking up at them.

As Rachel starts to put the hood on Susan stops her, “wait a moment.” She grabs her ear buds and tucks them into Carolyn’s ears before Rachel pulls the hood down all the way and starts to inflate it.

Soft muted sounds come from the breathing tube as the pair look at each other over the inflated figure of their goddess. Sitting down on one side of Carolyn she looks down stroking the bag softly, “I was worried we would have to force her into the bag.” Rachel’s quick intake of air causes her to look up. “I would cut my arm off if I thought it would make Goddess happy. Wouldn’t you?”

Rachel looks at the bag, “yes I meant what I said sister. I would rather die then have our Goddess suffer.” She looks at Rubber Slut, “But you really wouldn’t have forced her into the bag would you?”

Susan shakes her head, “no I guess not,” She looks at the bag once more, “why don’t you get some rest and I will switch out with you in a little while?”

Nodding Rachel says, “yes good idea. . . my nerves are jangled.”

Susan tucks her in and inflates the bag and hood. She takes the I-pod labeled Pain Slut and plugs it in and starts it playing. She looks at her I-pod and its label of Rubber Slut and shakes her head. “No that one is mine. . . Goddess needs her own.” She thinks a bit about taking off her toe boots but decides that no, her Goddess let her wear them and she should not abuse it by removing them. She looks in the bags for one of the remaining I-pods but does not find them.

With a spark of an idea she knows they must be in the control room and hurries as best she can down to the basement. She glances in on Jenny but the bitch is still being shocked. “Some people are just too stupid to learn,” she says to her as she passes and goes into the control room. Finding the I-pods it still takes her a while o figure how to load the files onto one of them. She finds directories labeled, Pain Slut, Rubber Slut, and Bondage Slut. Opening the Bondage Slut folder she sees almost 50 MP3 files. But no mater how hard she tries she does not find one named Goddess, Mistress, or even Carolyn.

Susan is about to give up when she notices the microphone. Grabbing a sheet of paper she starts writing down things she thinks would help Goddess. Tomorrow she will show them to her and that will make everything better. Taking a deep breath she starts recorder and speaks, “I am a Rubber Goddess loved and worshiped.”

She hits the play back and her voice comes back to her saying the words. She then works through the list she wrote. After she finishes the last one she looks over the list and adds, “Rubber Slut is my soul mate.” She feels a little guilty about saying that but she WAS with Goddess first. Taking a magic marker she labels the I-Pod “Goddess,” and then heads upstairs to plug it in.

Later, lying in the bed next to her goddess, Susan listens to the sounds of the two breathing tubes and falls asleep. Sunlight coming in through the window wakes her. “Should I wake Pain Slut and nap a bit?” she asks the two rubber mummies.

Yawning still, she deflates Pain Slut and wakes her. When she is awake Susan says, “Jenny was doing still being shocked last time I checked on her.” She looks at the Goddess’s bag, “Let Goddess sleep and we will wake her this afternoon together.” She goes over and crawls into her bag, puts a pair of ear buds from the control room in her ears she says, “Wake me at noon ok sister?” She starts her I- pod, sets it down out of the way, and lies back as Rachel inflates her.

Rachel nods feeling much calmer then she did before resting, “Ok Sister,” she says softly and kisses Rubber slut tenderly. Before putting the head bag on and inflating it. She goes to the bathroom and then to the kitchen to make some coffee. While she was resting her brain hatched all types of wonderful things to do to that bitch Jenny. That crack about dancing still burned her up and she was going to make her pay for it. “Of course only if you allow it my Goddess.” She says to the empty kitchen. Even alone her mind shies away from sitting in a chair so she kneels on the floor to drink the coffee.