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Chapter 15

Walking into the room control room Carolyn looks at the EKG readings. It seems that Jenny is progressing well. She goes out to the main room and though Jenny glances towards her, her eyes flick back to the screen quickly.

“Who… Who is it?” Jenny asks her voice coming out like the croak of a bullfrog.

“Your Goddess,” Carolyn says coldly.

“Goddess? I don’t,” Jenny starts to say and is stopped mid sentence by the shocks.

Carolyn moves to where her purple latex face is inches from Jenny’s. As the helpless woman is shocked rapidity she says, her voice something like that from beyond the grave, “I have waited 9 years for this moment, 4 years of collage, and 5 years saving up enough money.” Standing up Carolyn moves to the isolation room and fills the baby bottle with luke warm water as the screams of Jenny coming like music to her ears.

Coming back she stuffs the tip of the bottle into Jenny’s mouth, “Drink!” As he woman sucks eagerly on the warm water, Carolyn says, “Rubber Slut would like nothing more then to kill you. Pain Slut wants to make you beg for death.” She leans close to Jenny’s ear and whispers, “But, I will be your salvation.” Pausing she pulls the empty bottle of Jenny’s mouth. “Would you like more?” She asks sweetly.

“Yes please.” Jenny replies her voice restored to its normal tone.

“Yes please Goddess!” Carolyn says slapping the bound woman.

“Yes please Goddess,” Jenny says and then after a moment adds, “forgive me. . . goddess.”

“That’s better.” Carolyn replies. Getting more water she comes back and lets Jenny drink it. Once she has finished sucking on the bottle Carolyn places it off to one side. “Funny thing about this set up… If you lie it will know and shock you.” She traces a purple latex finger across Jenny’s nude body lightly. “You have a dream of being tied up tightly yes?”

“No,” Jenny replies and is shocked. Her voice quivering from the electrical current crossing her erogenous zones yells “Yes… Yes I do,”

Shaking her head Carolyn goes to the control room. She stops the slide show and then turns the power up to 100% before coming back. “What you have felt so far has only been a little taste of the current. That has been remedied.” She leans in and says, “You dream of being tightly bound don’t you.”

In a soft voice Jenny replies, “Yes,”

“You want to be bound more then anything else in the world?”

“No,” she replies and again is shocked. The power at 100 percent causes little blue sparks to cross from one electrode to the next caressing Jenny’s skin with its electrical caress. “Yes,” she screams in pain. Whimpering her eyes closed jenny says again “yes I do. . .”

“You understand there is no escape, no going back.”

In a soft child like voice jenny says, her eyes downcast, “yes goddess. . . I can not go back.”

“This is the last time you will ever have a choice about your destiny.” Carolyn says and waits till Jenny looks up to her, “You can choose Rubber Slut, Pain Slut’s, or…” She pauses and a cruel smile crosses her lips, “You can choose me, your Goddess.” Jenny starts to open her mouth but Carolyn rests her purple hand on her lips. “Know this, with the other two it will end sooner or later. With me you will spend the rest of your life bound tightly.”

When Carolyn removes her hand Jenny does not speak for a long time. She just looks at the purple latex hood and cruel smile. Lowering her eyes she says brokenly, “Please make me yours Goddess. I live to be bound tightly.” That she is not shocked surprises her, ‘I do want this’ she realizes and looking up at her new mistress says, “Please Goddess.”

Carolyn nods smiling, “Yes Bondage Slut. I will make you mine and allow you to live tightly bound for both our pleasures.” She disconnects the electrodes, removes the plugs and straps. Helping Jenny out of the chair she sets her on the floor. “Come,” She says and walks to the isolation room. “Go if you need to and shower.” She says pointing to the toilet and shower.

While Jenny is showering Carolyn gets some rope. When she comes out and is dry Carolyn points to the black rubber bag, “Stand here.” She proceeds to tie Jenny’s legs together crisscrossing the rope so it makes an intricate design on her body. Then she brings the rope up and across her belly and chest wrapping it tightly and pinching her breasts.

She ties it off just under Jenny’s armpits and then ties her arms behind her back, hands at opposite elbows. Taking a camera she commands, “Smile Bondage Slut!” She takes a few shots from different angles before laying her down in the bag. “Look at the camera, arch your back, and lick your lips,” she says as she moves around snapping more pictures. “Good!” Setting down the camera, Carolyn inflates the bag. As it is inflating she takes more pictures giving Jenny commands about how and where to look.

Carolyn then tucks the ear buds into Jenny’s ears and places the inflatable hood on. As it inflates she takes more pictures. Finally setting down the camera she gets the remaining I-pod from the control room, programs it with Jenny’s command set, and writes in big letters Bondage Slut on it. Coming back she plugs the ear buds into it. As a final gesture she takes several pictures of Jenny in the bag and a couple close ups of the I-pod with the words Bondage Slut on it.

Going back to the control room Carolyn uploads the pictures onto her computer and after picking several of the best them, emails them to people at Jenny’s work with the question “This is the type of people your company employs?” She prints a copy of the e-mail, goes back to Jenny, deflates her hood, and shows her. “I just wanted you to see what I sent to your old place of employment.” She says holding up the e-mail to Jenny’s pale face.

Laughing Carolyn replaces the hood and inflating, it starts the programming on the I-pod. Feeling good she heads upstairs to make herself some dinner and some wine. While she is waiting for her two sluts to come home the beginnings of a plan for the future start to hatch. When 11 pm rolls around and they have not returned she starts to worry. By half past the hour she is pacing back and forth and peaking out the windows at any noise.

Finally they come in after twelve thirty laughing and giggling with each other, “You’re late,” Carolyn barks as the tardy pair enters. “Not only are you late, but I don’t remember telling you to bring ANYTHING back,” her voice cold and hard. The pair looks at each other and set down the boxes. Hurrying to her feet they kneel and rest their heads to the floor not speaking. “Go wash your faces, get dressed properly, and get your ass down here.”

“Yes goddess,” the pair say softly, the festive mood fleeing like the night against the morning sun.

She looks at the boxes, “Didn’t they know I was sitting here worried sick about them.” Her good mood evaporates as she thinks about how they came in. “Not even sorry they were late… no laughing and giggling like school girls.” Fuming she goes and sits down in the living room and waits tapping her foot angrily.

Rubber Slut comes down first and kneels before her Goddess. Resting her head against the floor she says, “Please forgive me Goddess it was my fault.”

“Not a word!” Carolyn says her voice filled with anger.

Soon Pain slut comes in and kneels beside her sister. “I delayed us Goddess, it is my fault… I am sorry,” her voice muffled against the carpet.

Carolyn says as cold as the artic tundra, “Look at me.” When they look up she stares them both in the eyes. “What time did I say be back… 12 o’clock… and what time did you get back? After midnight!” As they start to offer excuses she stands and walks away, “NO! I don’t want to hear it.” She turns back towards them walking around behind both. “I was worried sick about you two. Sick I say.”

Sitting down in the chair she looks at them, “when you two come in late you bring boxes.” Holding up her hand she says, “Ok, ok I can understand if you wanted to bring something special back.” She takes a deep breath, the storm passing leaving only a dull ache of hurt and disappointment. “But what hurt, what cut like a knife to my heart, was you coming in laughing and joking without a care in the world.” Turning away from them she says after a moment, “I’m disappointed in both of you.”

Feeling a hand against her leg Carolyn looks up to see Rubber Slut touching her leg. She sees Pain Slut kneeling with her face to the floor shaking as she cries. “Goddess, please forgive us. Please?”

“Let’s go to bed.” Carolyn says her voice resigned and soft. “Come on girls,” she leads them to the bedroom. As she takes her bag and places it on the floor out of the way her sluts crawl into their bags. Turning down the covers she sighs loudly listening to the soft sobs coming from ether side of her. “Come up here you two. We all need a night of cuddling and knowing we are loved.” She lays down and other two join her clinging tightly sniffling.

In the darkness she says softly, “I love you both and worry about you.”

Susan says through tears, “I am so sorry Goddess for hurting you. I love you more then life.” She rests her head on her Goddess’s left shoulder and reaches out to take Pain Slut’s hand in hers and squeezes it. She had screwed up, hurt her soul mate, and actions cut to the bone.

Rachel feels a hand take hers and squeeze it. She squeezes back and as she rests her hear on her Goddess’s right shoulder says softly, “I’m sorry Goddess. I love you and never would hurt you willingly.” She sniff hack the tears that threaten to drown her eyes under the mask. She had never thought that Goddess would worry about them and the realization that she does means more to Rachel then any words of love could ever. ‘Actions, not words are the proof’ the voice of her father comes to her from her past.

Carolyn wakes with her two rubber sluts still cuddling tightly against her. While it does feel nice to have them there, she still is upset from the night before. Lying in bed, looking at the ceiling fan spin lazily the punishment for both comes floating up. “Wake up,” she says shaking their shoulders gently.

Rubber Slut looks up and says softly, “I’m awake Goddess.”

Pain Slut looks up a moment later, “I’m awake my Goddess.”

Sitting up Carolyn looks from one to the other and then gets out of bed. She turns to face them, “Strip it all off.” She pauses, hands on hips, her purple covered eyes betraying no emotion, “You both disobeyed me last night and still need to be punished.”

“Yes goddess,” the two rubber slaves reply their heads hanging down.

“Punishment means taking away that which you want most. You both will be deprived of your beloved latex and clean this house from top to bottom, bare as the day you were born.” She says “Now get out of your rubber now!” She watches as they help each other remove their latex. When they are done she goes over to Pain Slut and removes the nipple clamps and drops them onto the pile of folded clothes. Looking down at the two tear streaked faces, “Not only will you be deprived of your latex, you will also be deprived of your goddess.”

Walking over to bag she tossed on the floor last night she lays it out on the bed. She places the ear buds in her ears, plugs and starts the I-pod, and slips into the bag. “You will have this house ready for white glove inspection at noon. You will wake me at noon. Do not test me again or you will find yourselves out on the street, abandoned and alone.” She picks up the outer hood and before pulling it down over her face says, “Inflate me.” Laying back Carolyn feels movement on the bed and bag and hood inflate around her. She lets herself drift as the soft voice of her Rubber Slut whispers to her via the I-pod.

Susan looks at Rachel, and sees the looks of hurt mirrored her face. Without a word the two start cleaning the house. Walking flat footed is more painful then walking in the toe boots. But limping and whimpering as sharp corners poke at them they clean without a word spoken. If Goddess had gagged them it would not have been as humbling as being nude is.

Going out to the van they bring in the boxes and stack them in one corner of the laundry room before starting on the garage. With the garage clean they see they have finished cleaning the house in record time. Kneeling at the base of the bed waiting for twelve Rachel suddenly says, “The basement!” She looks at Susan’s eyes get big in realization and they run to clean down there. Working together they finish with moments to spare and hurry up to wake their goddess.

Carolyn feels the bag deflating and like a child says through the breathing tube, “five more minutes,” The hood is deflated and as it comes off she sees Rubber and Pain sluts there on ether side of her.

“It is noon Goddess,” Susan says stroking her face.

“We finished,” Rachel says from the other side her hand caressing Carolyn’s latex covered breast.

Sitting up Carolyn kisses first one and then the other passionately, “I will be the judge if you are finished or not.” Standing she slips on the oxfords and starts her inspection tour with them limping behind her. Everywhere she looks she finds that they had indeed done an excellent job of cleaning. Holding up a finger she turns and heads to the basement but finds it sparkling clean.

Going back upstairs she looks out at the garage and shakes her head, ‘they even cleaned the garden tools’ she thinks. Turning back she catches sight of the boxes stacked in the laundry room. Instead of two boxes that she had thought, they had brought home at least twenty. “What is the meaning of this,” Carolyn demands pointing at the boxes.

Both slaves sink to their knees, “It’s my fault Goddess,” Susan starts when Rachel stops her with a hand on her arm.

“No sister.” She says softly and then she looks up at her Goddess. “They are mine… yours Goddess,”

Carolyn goes to one of the boxes and opens it up. She looks at it for a moment and empties it out before them “You brought back boxes of shoes?” she asks as the high heeled and platform shoes cascade to the floor.

Rachel looks at the shoes and then says, “Yes Goddess… no goddess… only one box of shoes.”

Without waiting for her answer Carolyn goes to another box and opens it. She looks in; closes it goes to another and another opening and closing them without a word. Slowly she turns back to Rachel.

“Forgive me Goddess, I… I… don’t trust banks,” Rachel says softly her eyes down cast.

Carolyn sinks to the floor looking at her pain slut in shock. In a whispered voice she says, “How… how much?”

Rachel looks up and then down, “Something over 1.5 mil when I counted last.”

Susan, her mouth hanging open, “1.5 mil for dancing?” she says in wonder before Carolyn can say the same thing.

Rachel looks at her sister smiling, “Seven and a half bills a night, five nights a week, for the last nine and half years.” She looks at her goddess sitting there and the smile slides off her face. “Please goddess. . . please forgive me,”

Carolyn her mind befuddled can only nod, “I forgive you Pain Slut. I forgive both of you.” She looks at the boxes again and then back at them, “GGo get dressed my sweets.” As they hurry off she stares at the boxes. ‘No wonder they were late last night.’ She had made a mistake and should have let them explain first. Her eyes catch the shoes and she moves over to pick up a black platform sandal. Trying it on she realizes it is only a little big for her and smiles. “One point five million dollars. . . At last count… Oh my god,” she shakes her head in wonder. At least now she does not have to worry about having to go back to teach in the fall. She gets up and makes a note and sticks to the refrigerator, “Call and quit Monday.”

When her rubber sluts come back, Carolyn has recovered from her shock. Looking at them she smiles, “almost right,” She and Rubber Slut tighten Rachel’s corset till the edges touch and then coming around she removes the nibble clamps. “Being you are such a good slut,” Carolyn says she unzips the bottom of the suit and attaches the clamps to Pain Slut’s labia. She lets the weight drop and Rachel’s squeak of pain is the only reply. Turning to Rubber Slut Carolyn says, “Your reward will have to wait.” She pauses a moment, “First we have a Bondage Slut to wake up.”

Stopping by the control room Carolyn shows the others the email she sent to Jenny’s work and smiles at their reactions. Handing a digital camera to Rubber Slut she says, “Make sure you get good photos of Bondage Slut’s waking.” She turns with the pair behind her and goes to Jenny’s bag. She deflates the hood and peeling her eyes back sees that yes only the whites are showing. “Wake up Bondage Slut. . . wake up she says as she taps the woman’s face gently. She is only partially aware of the camera’s flash going off like a slow strobe light around her.

Jenny’s eyes flutter open, “goddess?” she says in a horse voice.

“Welcome back Bondage Slut,” Carolyn says. “Thirsty?” she asks after a moment. When Jenny nods she unzips the lower part of her Rubber suit and squatting over Bondage’s mouth says, “Open wide,” She lets go of her bladder peeing all over Jenny’s face and mouth. “Drink up Bondage Slut. . . Drink it all,”

Jenny is shocked and repulsed that her goddess is urinating on her face. But as she gets a taste of the warm bitter fluid, she licks her lips and opens wider. Soon she is gulping the golden nectar that her goddess is bestowing on her as Rubber Slut takes pictures of her. When the flow decreases to a few drops Jenny reaches up with her tongue to get the last few drops. Resting her head back down she says softly, “Goddess, may I have more please?”

Carolyn stands and looks down at her. “Not now… if you are good you will receive more.” Looking at the other two, she gestures for the camera and as Rubber Slut hands it to her she says, “Clean her up and bring her,” As the pair remove and clean Bondage Slut she snaps photos making sure to get clear shots of Jenny’s face.

Moving out to the main room Carolyn says, “You’re up Pain Slut… Show me what you can do,” Handing the camera back to Rubber Slut Carolyn sits back and watches as Rachel spends almost an hour trussing Jenny up. Susan moves in and out taking pictures of the pair capturing each knot and look of bliss on Jenny’s face.

When Pain Slut is done Carolyn moves in to look. Jenny has had one leg tied back at the knee, the other leg extended towards the ceiling, her arms and elbows tied together behind her a rope extending to the same point that the leg is tied to, and her hair braded into the rope with it also going to the hanging point. A look of bliss mixes with pain covering Jenny’s face as she swings slightly. Taking the camera from Rubber Slut she says, “Why don’t you go see how good a cunt licker Bondage Slut is.”

“Yes Goddess with pleasure,” Rubber Slut says and then unzipping her lower suit grabs Jenny’s face with both hands and drives her into her excited flower. “Lick me clean bitch,” she says holding Bondage Sluts face tight against her as her goddess takes pictures of the process. Soon she is mewing in pleasure as Bondage Slut eagerly licks her first cunny to orgasm.

Carolyn looks at Pain Slut and says with a smile, “good girl… As a reward why don’t you grab a double sided dong and take Bondage Slut up the ass till you cum.” She watches as her Pain Slut grabs a long double sided one and the KY jelly.

Pain Slut lubes up one side and with her goddess taking pictures thrusts is into Jenny’s ass. She smiles as Bondage Slut screams are muffled by Rubber Sluts flower. She takes the other side and guides it into her self and is soon thrusting hard against Jenny. In a breathless voice she says, “Goddess.. Will you make love to me like this some time.” Seeing her Goddess’s nods she closes her eyes living the fantasy of her being taken up the ass as her Goddess cums while using her. Pain Slut’s moans turn into screams of pleasure as she loses herself in the idea.

Susan looks at her goddess moving around taking pictures of the three of them says, “Goddess… I know people who would pay good money to see those pictures.” She looks down at Bondage Slut and holds her tighter against her dripping cunt. “Bondage Slut stepped on a lot of toes since high school Goddess.”

Lowering the camera, “Selling the pictures…” she says out loud. Thinking a moment she says, “Selling the pictures… Yes good idea Rubber Slut.” She sets the camera down and goes to kiss Rubber Slut passionately. Looking at Rachel she says, “What do you think Pain Slut? Think people will pay to see Bondage Slut used and abused on the web?”

Opening her eyes Rachel she looks at her goddess and Bondage Slut, “Yes goddess. But can I be in it to?”

Carolyn smiles and nods, “Of course you and Rubber Slut will have your own pages in the site.” She motions Susan away from Jenny’s hungrily licking mouth. “Soon sweet Bondage Slut you will be plastered all over the web.” She smiles evilly, “What say you to that?”

Jenny rolls her eyes up at her Goddess. ‘Why would her goddess ask her feelings on anything’ she wonders. “If it pleases you Goddess then it pleases me.” She says simply.

Carolyn looks down at her, “good answer Bondage Slut.” She and looks at Rubber Slut, “Come with me.” She leads her up stairs and to the bedroom. Reaching back Carolyn unties her hood and shakes her hair letting it fall free to her shoulders “Now for your reward,” licking her lips, “shave me totally Susan. Help me become my dream.” She takes Rubber Slut’s hand and leads her into the bathroom.

Susan takes an electric razor and shaves her goddess’s hair and eyebrows allowing her to fully follow her dream. Once she is finished she kisses Carolyn, “Thank you goddess for allowing me this boon.” She helps her Goddess into the hood, crying tears of joy.

Carolyn turns and hugs Susan tightly and whispers “peace at last.” Letting go of her she says, “I don’t know how to design a web site,” a frown crossing her lips.

A smile flows across Susan’s lips, “I know someone who does…. Jenny.”